Ning Xiaochuan took back the magic sword and looked at Lei Aotian.

Previously, Situ Lian sneaked into Ning Xiaochuan from behind. He had to let Lei Aotian go and kill Situ Lian first. However, at this moment, Lei Aotian recovered and rushed to the edge of the Eight Wind Tempering Divine Array, and collapsed more than ten formation flags.

"Boom"

Fish glue enters the formation to deal with Mrs. Luan, causing a gap in the Eight Wind Tempering Divine Formation.

Lei Aotian found the gap, broke the formation, and escaped.

If you let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles.

Lei Aotian has been stabbed by the demon sword, and the blood and energy in his body have been lost a lot. Ning Xiaochuan naturally would not miss such a good opportunity to kill him.

"Where to escape?"

A huge female demon shadow condensed from Ning Xiaochuan's back, and a huge demonic energy burst out from his body. He held the magic sword in both hands and slashed down with one sword.

A huge blood-red sword shadow condensed and slashed to Lei Aotian's head hundreds of meters away.

"puff"

Lei Aotian's body forced to move horizontally to the right, but he was still hit by the sword energy, and a bloody red mist burst out from his body, making a scream.

His body fell from the air, not knowing whether it was life or death?

The sword just now was so amazing, and the demonic energy filled the entire space, which shocked the monks hiding in the dark to the hearts of cold.

"Has even Lei Aotian died in his hands? How did Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation level have grown to this level?" Yan Mingzhu stood on the top of a pavilion in the distance, standing on the eaves, her face turned pale, and she couldn't believe her eyes.
Chapter completed!