Lang Xian, the silver wolf, ranked seventh among the true disciples of Sirius. He was named "silver wolf" because he liked white clothes, but because he was greedy for flowers and lust, the "silver wolf" became a "pornographic wolf".


    Lang Xian didn''t stop because Xiong Xiying recognized his identity. On the contrary, after killing a disciple of qiantianzong in the later stage of Wu Renjing, Lang Xian even joined hands with friars surnamed Pei to attack back and forth, as if he wanted to kill Xiong Xiying quickly.


    The situation suddenly turned around. Xiong Xiying and another disciple of qiantianzong joined hands to resist the attack of two big round friars. Although friar Pei''s internal organs were injured, it didn''t have a great impact on his strength. Instead, he focused on Xiong Xizhe''s oil bottle and kept attacking, so that Xiong Xiying spent most of his energy on protecting his family brother.


    "Do you think you can kill me?"


    Xiong Xiying turns a flying sword into a smart rainbow light, which can not only protect Xiong Xizhe, but also give consideration to another fellow martial brother. His powerful strength is friar Pei and Friar Lang Xian of Sirius who is also a true disciple.


    The Lang Xian said with a smile: "Xiong Daoyou is the head of two families and may be able to leave, but what about your clan brother? Oh, yes, and your fellow disciple, but I think you won''t care too much about his life and death!"


    Xiong Xiying''s sword drove friar Pei''s magic weapon back, but before he could fight back, he had to take back his flying sword to help his younger martial brother resist Lang Xian''s suppression.


    Xiong Xiying''s face was gloomy, and Lang Xian was right. He thought to himself that his strength was far above any of the two, and there was no problem to retreat. Even with his family brother Xiong Xizhe, he was not hopeless, but he needed to sacrifice another younger martial brother who joined hands with him.


    But now he was broken by Lang Xian''s words. He could clearly feel that the younger martial brother next to him had become wary. Although he ostensibly joined hands with him to fight the enemy, Xiong Xiying knew that once he moved his mind to escape, the younger martial brother would definitely have the means to hold himself back unless he was willing to lose his family brother.


    Lang Xian seemed to notice Xiong Xiying''s hesitation, and suddenly "Jie Jie" smiled strangely, which upset Xiong Xiying, and even the sword light to resist the enemy began to become a little scattered.


    Lang Xian and Friar Pei seemed to have expected long ago. Just at this time, they strengthened the offensive. The magic weapon in Lang Xian''s hand took the opportunity to break into the sword light. A group of aural light exploded from the magic weapon, and a silver wolf completely condensed by aural light rushed out. After avoiding Xiong Xiying and another monk of shaking the sky sect in front of them, they rushed straight to Xiong Xizhe.


    Sirius sect''s true spiritual skill is to turn the wolf into a divine spirit, which is not based on the body of the wolf, but based on its own spiritual power, supplemented by the monk''s own spiritual knowledge, and condensed into a spiritual wolf with short-term wisdom. Its power is quite good. What''s more important is that it is often more like an arm command than its own magic tool.


    Although Xiong Xizhe has great talent in array, he is just an ordinary martial arts double friar. How can he resist the means of a great round friar.


    As soon as the scream began, it turned into a miserable cry. Xiong Xizhe tried to dodge, but he was still torn off a piece of meat from his arm by the silver wolf.


    The silver wolf turned skillfully in the air, took a few steps in the air, and then bit Xiong Xizhe''s throat again. This time, Xiong Xizhe could not be avoided.


    Seeing that the array mage trained by the Xiong family was about to die under the wolf''s kiss, a finger suddenly appeared on the path of the silver wolf. It was obvious that he had to hit his head on this finger.


    The silver wolf itself contained part of Lang Xian''s spiritual knowledge. Under his remote control, he instinctively perceived the danger of this finger. His front paw was pressed in front of his body. His whole body was staggered by half a foot in the air and was about to slip away from his fingers.


    Unexpectedly, this finger was moving forward quickly at this time. The silver wolf could not be avoided. It was pointed to the middle of his eyebrows. The flexible body of the silver wolf suddenly stagnated in the air, and then the whole body burst into a white fog, and then turned into a mass of aura.


    Xiong Xizhe was saved by his brother when he was dying. However, because of this moment''s distraction, Xiong Xiying was seized by friar Pei. A series of channeling spells were mixed with the family magic "three Qi return to Yuan" of Pei family in Yao county, and he called Xiong Xiying.


    Xiong Xiying was in a hurry for a moment. The three original auras hidden in the other supernatural powers suddenly merged into one at the moment of approaching him, and their power increased sharply. Xiong Xiying finally couldn''t cope with being hurt by the three Qi return to the yuan spiritual skill. His face turned white and opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.


    "It seems that you are really going to die with Xiong!"


    The wounded Xiong Xiying not only didn''t show her defeat, but also burst out a palpitating anger from her, just like the wounded beast wanted to choose people to eat, which made the hearts of Lang Xian and Friar Pei who had the upper hand sink.


    A strange tremor suddenly came from behind Xiong Xiying. Friar Pei still didn''t know why, but Lang Xian on the other side changed his face and exclaimed: "sword Yin, you have practiced the spirit of flying sword!"


    "Flying sword spirit skill, impossible!"


    Although the insight of friar Pei is not as good as that of Lang Xian, the true legend of Sirius, he obviously knows the details of the spirit of flying sword. It seems that he is incredible that Xiong Xiying can practice flying sword magic.


    Not only friars surnamed Pei and Lang Xian, who were hostile to him, but also his fellow disciples who fought against the enemy side by side with him. After hearing Lang Xian''s exclamation, it seemed incredible.


    Xiong Xiying smiled gloomily and changed his fingers. It should be the magic formula of the imperial flying sword. The sword light throughput of the flying sword magic instrument in a straight line increased by three feet. The sound of sword chanting before was the abnormal sound made by the flying sword when it trembled rapidly, which can be regarded as a kind of sword roaring.


    The tip of the sword pointed to the two people. Both Lang Xian and Friar Pei subconsciously stepped back, but they immediately reacted that it was too weak, so they took two steps forward.


    Xiong Xiying sneered, and Friar Pei whispered, "disease!"


    The sharp sound of breaking the air is still lingering in my ears. The flying sword wrapped by the sword has come to friar Pei''s eyes. Friar Pei, who had been prepared for a long time, blocked his magic weapon in front of him, but only heard a crisp sound. The magic weapon has been knocked away.


    Friar Pei tied his hands again, raised a dragon snake in front of him with his spiritual power, wound it around the flying sword, but it was cut several sections by the throughput sword.


    Friar Pei shot one after another. Although he could not stop the power of the magic power of the flying sword, he also slowed down the speed of the flying sword. A white light flew from the side and hit the sword ridge of the flying sword, which deflected the exposure of the flying sword by several inches and crossed friar Pei''s face. Sen Leng''s sword was intended to cut several fine holes in his face.


    The pale light of the flying sword flew back to Lang Xian''s hand, but it turned out to be a pale jade bone. It looked thick and thin, like a drumstick.


    Xiong Xiying''s eyes contracted and said coldly, "wolf drumstick!"


    Although Lang Xian blocked Xiong Xiying''s blow, he didn''t get any color on his face. Although the wolf drumstick in his hand is only a top-grade magic weapon, the material is refined from the silver wolf bone of the wild animal level. In the future, with the growth of his cultivation, he may even reach the spirit tool level at one fell swoop.


    But even so, under Xiong Xiying''s sword magic power, he can only barely protect himself. This is Xiong Xiying''s sword magic power, which is obviously not the top ten sets of magic power.


    The three thousand spiritual skills in the cultivation world are classified by monks in the ways of defense, attack, assistance and flight escape. However, there is no obvious boundary between various classifications, and they often intersect with each other. For example, Yang Junshan''s original spiritual skill, magnetic spiritual light, can be counted as both auxiliary spiritual skills and attack spiritual powers, Even metamagnetic aura itself has considerable defense.


    Sword spirit can also be regarded as a category of 3000 spirit skills, which specifically refers to sword magic powers at various spirit skill levels. However, because most sword magic powers are good at attack, sword magic powers can be included in attack magic powers.


    Among the top ten attack magic powers listed in the cultivation world, only the sword magic power occupies three positions. Among the top 20 magic powers, the sword magic power also occupies five positions. It can be seen that the sword magic power is famous among the three thousand magic powers.


    Of course, the real power of the sword spirit skill will only be doubled after it is combined with the flying sword magic tool. If the sword magic power is honed into a sword like Xiong Xiying, and the sword chanting accompanies the imperial envoy, the power will be even more terrible. This is why Lang Xian and Friar Pei were surprised when Xiong Xiying showed his sword magic power.


    Although Xiong Xiying used his sword skill to intimidate two friars of the same rank, he only gained a slight advantage. It is obviously unrealistic to want to get red essence fruit trees with a sword spirit skill. Fortunately, he has already got six red essence fruit trees and has already received some. At this time, the underground cave is already in crisis due to the intervention of real world friars, If you stay any longer, you won''t attract the attention of friars in the real world. At that time, it will be empty.


    "You two, now neither of us can do anything. The three of Xiong withdrew, and the red fine fruit tree will be left to you two. How about it?"


    Lang Xian and Friar Pei looked at each other. The friar surnamed Pei sneered and said, "you have a good idea. Now I don''t want the red fruit tree, but my two brothers died under your sneak attack, and your six red fruit will be divided into half of me!"


    Xiong Xiying saw that Lang Xian and Friar Pei had stood in front of the corpse of the same younger martial brother, and there were three red fine fruits on him. Obviously, Xiong Xiying couldn''t even agree. He simply nodded and said, "well, I''ll have time to learn from you in the future!"