Chapter 12: Rain Master is like a concubine, and the wind and rain are the same!

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The cold wind was bleak, the blood was blowing, and there was a silence in the valley.

Amid the howling, Wu Yan burst into blood and immediately fainted, his chest was sunken and his bones were broken.

"Yan'er!"

With a shout, the always calm high priest Wu Ming had already approached Wu Yan, who had fallen down with one step, and he caught it with his withered hands: "Yan'er...Yan'er!"

In a hurry, Wu Ming did not expect such a change to happen. When he came back to his senses, he could not stop it and could only watch his Xuan Tieguai hit his beloved grandson.

Ao--

Wu Ming was like a wounded wolf howl, sad and sad. The cold wind was everywhere, and the Dongyi soldiers were already stunned and at a loss.

"Thief, where can I escape!"

My beloved grandson, who was still alive and full of energy, became bloody and bloody in a blink of an eye, his face turned black and purple, he had more breathing and less breathing, and was seriously injured and waiting to die.

Wu Ming's sadness came from it, and the infinite sadness turned into a violent murderous intent, like the sea rolling back, and the waves were surging. With a sharp roar, he blew a mouthful of essence and blood, turning into blood mist and dissipated in the air.

Immediately, a dragon roared out, shocking my mind, and the strong wind in the four fields was roaring and whirring.

roar!

Just when he thought he could escape from the sky, Fei Lian heard a dragon roar, and the dragon power came directly, and his mind was shocked, and his face changed wildly, just because he suddenly discovered a powerful suction force swept from behind, which made him fly backwards involuntarily.

"How is that possible?"

Fei Lian tried his best to get rid of it, but he had no choice but to be helpless. He was surprised and couldn't figure it out. This situation was definitely not something that Wu Ming could do. You must know that Fei Lian was the ancestor of the wind, the witch Tianwu lineage, and was far stronger than Wu Ming for the technique of controlling the wind.

Unless......I meet a master whose understanding of the Way of Wind is far stronger than that of Fei Lian!

Bang!

Before Fei Lian could figure it out, he had already landed on the ground, looked around and smiled bitterly, and it turned out that he had returned to the valley.

"Thief, come with your life!"

The only beloved grandson was seriously injured and waited for death. Wu Ming was so sad that he was so angry that he was willing to talk too much with Fei Lian. He spent a lot of money to force the secret treasure, and only wanted to kill Fei Lian.

"snort!"

It is useless to say more. When life is critical, Fei Lian also let go of his fear. His eyes flashed with a proud look and he held up his sword to meet him. Even if his strength is not as strong as possible, it is not easy for Wu Ming to kill him easily!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, Fei Lian relied on his extremely fast speed to counterattack Wu Ming, but the old man was thin and seemed to be about to die, but he was agile and had no trouble in defense.

Moreover, the moves are fierce and powerful. The black iron crutch waving is full of wind. Every time it hits a short knife, it makes Fei Lian's mouth hurt.

"Hiss...it won't work if this continues!"

The longer he got close to Wu Ming, the more Fei Lian felt his speed was restrained. The cold and cold "Xuanyin Frozen Qi" made Fei Lian's "traveling thousands of miles a day" have no advantage.

"that's all......"

He smiled, and in an instant, Fei Lian's eyes turned, and he had an idea. He immediately flashed, fled from afar, and rushed into the Dongyi crowd next to him.

"hateful!"

Wu Ming gritted his teeth with hatred. Fei Lian inherited the Tianwu lineage. Even though he was restrained by his "Xuanyin Frozen Qi", his speed was still very fast compared to the Dongyi soldiers, so that the Dongyi soldiers screamed again.

"Thief, I have the will of a fight to the death with the old man!"

Fei Lian turned a deaf ear to this, and was stronger than others, so it was not a time to save face. Anyway, these Dongyi soldiers were covered with the blood of the entire Western Yi clan a year ago, and they were still worthy of death.

Therefore, Fei Lian was not ruthless when he started, and was killed by the sword.

And even though the Dongyi soldiers wanted to escape, they had nowhere to escape, they became turtles in the jar, and despair arose.

In the valley, Wu Ming's roar and roar, mixed with the screams of the Dongyi soldiers, echoed around and cycled.

"stop!"

With a sweet shout, he suddenly appeared, and then he saw a graceful figure falling from the sky, white clothes like snow, and beauty like jade.

"Holy lady!"

"The Saint is here!"

"Holy lady, help me!"

......

After seeing the visitor, a burst of joy suddenly sounded in the valley. At the same time, Fei Lian also quietly stopped and stood in a corner of the valley from afar.

"It's her..."

He said intimately, Fei Lian’s eyebrows were complicated. The beautiful spring night a year ago came back to his mind again, and there seemed to be a wave of moving breathing and crying in his ears.

The visitor was the saint of Dongyi, Concubine Yu Shi, who was also the person who made Fei Lian feel the most complicated!

Dai eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at the miserable scenery of the valley, Yu Shifei sighed: "Cause and effect cycle, retribution, come so quickly!"

Like Xue Rouyi gently brushed the sky, the orange Taoist pattern appeared in the sky, and it was nine feet in a circle. A little red light could be seen faintly. This is a sign of advancement. Just wait for the further understanding, it can break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, and become a red Taoist pattern. At that time, the power will inevitably increase by more than ten times.

Flows of rain fell from the void, nourishing everyone, and recovering a lot of injuries, no matter how big or small they were.

Even Wu Yan, who was seriously injured and waiting to die, had a slightly red face, but he still failed to wake up.

"Thank you, Saint!"

Everyone in Dongyi shouted happily and thanked him. Even the high priest Wu Ming said gratefully after seeing that his beloved grandson had no chance of being eliminated for the time being.

"You're still here!"

Thanking everyone, Yu Shifei looked calm and looked at Fei Lian and said softly: "When will the revenge be repaid? Is this really necessary?"

With a cold smile, Fei Lian sneered and said, "The cause of the day, the result of today, the result of the cause and effect will be repaid naturally!"

After a moment of silence, Yu Shifei sighed again. Looking at Fei Lian, whose temperament has changed drastically, a bitter smile flashed across her beautiful face: "You go!"

"no!"

"no!"

As soon as Yu Shifei finished speaking, two voices rang out at the same time. Fei Lian and Wu Ming looked at each other in shock, and then they both smiled coldly, with awesome spirit.

"How can I let him leave easily if I kill my Dongyierlang?" Wu Ming said coldly all over his body, "Saint, you let this villa go privately, thinking about your relationship with him in the past. I will not blame you, but today he must die!"

"Hmph! It's still unknown who will live and who will die!"

Fei Lian said coldly, holding the short knife in his hand tightly, with a rebellious expression and no fear at all.

With a secret smile, Yu Shifei shook her head helplessly, and suddenly her aura spread all over her body. It was Wu Zhu's peak strength, which made everyone look disgusted.

In the cold wind, Yu Shifei's delicate body flew across the air, standing beside Fei Lian, gently caressing her long hair, and gently opening her teeth: "High Priest, a year ago, I could not save the Western Yi, but after a year of seclusion, I could definitely save him!"

"I don't need you..."

Fei Lian was protected by a woman and was humiliated by his self-esteem. However, before he could finish his words, Yu Shifei's words made him silent immediately: "Do you think I am protecting you?"

Looking at the peerless beauties beside him and smelling the familiar body fragrance coming from the strands, Fei Lian was silent for a moment before laughing at himself, feeling a little bitter and heartache.

"Saint, some things must not be repeated, and even so, let me let you know what it means to be inconsistent!"

Seeing Concubine Yu like this, a cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and he was not afraid of the fact that Concubine Yu and Fei Lian joined forces. Even if they were both Wu Zhu's peak strength, what if the gap in Taoist patterns determines that Wu Ming has the ability to fight two, let alone...

With a cold snorkeling, red Taoist patterns slowly emerged above Wu Ming's head, and a fierce and powerful aura whistled out and rushed towards him, like an ancient ferocious beast with its teeth and claws. The bitter cold air instantly made the valley feel like it was in the cold winter month.

"wind!"

"rain!"

Faced with such a situation, Fei Lian and Yu Shifei suddenly took a step forward together and fought side by side. Orange Taoist patterns appeared above each other. Then the two looked at each other, holding hands together.

The moment they connected hand by hand, the two shouted in unison: "The wind and rain are together!"

Huhu--

The wind blew the clouds and the roaring sounds. The orange Taoist patterns of Fei Lian and Yu Shifei actually merged with each other, turning into a red Taoist pattern of more than three meters, floating in the air, with a majestic momentum.

Combining Taoist patterns - the same road of wind and rain!

On the red Taoist pattern "Wind and Rain together", the ancestor of water, Gonggong, and the ancestor of wind, Tianwu, each stand in one place, revealing infinite mystery.

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