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One sword talisman is extremely dangerous, and two sword talismans are deadly.

Chen Shuan, the seemingly honest guy, also took action. His brothers and sisters each had a secret killing move, and they wanted to attack with all their strength at this time. And their four magic swords disappeared and there was no way to resist. Moreover, no matter how fast they ran, they were not as fast as the sword light. Especially one step or two, it was far from the speed of the past.

The next moment, you will suffer!

Wujiu had no choice but to raise his hand and throw it out again.

Two sword lights followed one after another, with fierce momentum obviously going to kill with one blow.

Wujiu couldn't avoid it, so he pulled out a long sword in a hurry, then held his hands horizontally, turned around and slashed away angrily. At the dangerous moment, he could block it for a while!

"Boom, boom--"

Two muffled sounds were deafening, and two sword lights collapsed one after another.

A figure flew out in the air, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out from a distance until two or three hundred feet away. It fell to the ground with a "bang" and then turned a few more times, almost fainting. Then it "thumped" its butt on the ground, still in a mess and his eyes were stunned.

The fire lights burst out from dozens of talismans exploded suddenly, like storm sweeping across the desolation. Although they could not block the sharpness of the sword talisman, they blocked the crowd chasing.

The monks were unable to resist and retreated to avoid them.

Hu Dong and his junior brothers were shocked.

Chen Shuan couldn't believe it: "That man is not dead..."

Fu Jiang said bitterly: "The elders of the master sect gave three sword talismans just to prevent it. But at this moment, they couldn't do anything to him..."

Hu Dong raised his hand to interrupt the two of them and sang: "That man has been severely injured and cannot escape this disaster. You should work together to kill the powerful enemy..."

The power of the talisman gradually exhausted and the surroundings returned to darkness. Shadows gathered together, waiting for another attack.

Dozens of feet away, Wujiu still sat on the ground with his legs spread apart. His originally torn clothes were left with only a few pieces of shame. His hair was messy, his mouth was covered in blood, his expression was dull, and he was very embarrassed. But for a few moments, he actually laughed strangely, and raised the five-foot long sword in his hand, as if he was crazy.

Everyone noticed something strange and was surprised.

"Why is his flying sword still there..."

"No, that's just an ordinary soldier. The sword tomb only contains flying swords from immortals, not ordinary things..."

"Since that's the case, how can we block the power of the sword talisman..."

"Although he is an ordinary soldier, he is forged by a rare black iron. In addition, his cultivation is strong and he has magic weapons to protect his body, so he is lucky enough to save his life..."

"There are so many people, so it's okay..."

When everyone approached ten feet away, Wujiu finally came to his senses. His eyes slowly moved away from the black black sword in his hand, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, then slowly stood up, and grinned and groaned, and said sarcastically: "Fellow Taoists, you might as well give all the sword talismans. I'll give in to three points, and it's not too late to find justice later!"

He said this, stretched his muscles and bones, shook his head, and then pointed his sword at a slanted point, and his whole body exuded a fearless and murderous aura.

Thanks to the protection of the Golden Silkworm Armor, the injury was not serious. And if Zhu Ren was not killed before, it could be considered that guy was asking for Ren and getting Ren!

And sometimes, you can't even kill someone.

Although the Xuan Iron Sword refined by Qi Sanren was extremely sharp, it was not restricted by the restrictions. It was really a surprise. The monks present had bare hands and fists. Such a reversal of strength and weakness, and the situation suddenly changed, so I should be proud. How could I not be ashamed of the five-foot long sword in my hand?

"Hmph, you can't escape even if you don't use the sword talisman!"

Hu Dong snorted coldly and took the lead in rushing forward: "Around and annihilate it, and take action--"

Following his order, thirty talismans were sacrificed in one after another.

Although Wujiu was arrogant and provoked, he was unwilling to suffer losses. He grabbed a few talismans and fought back, then turned around and ran away. The roar of the collision of magic power was still echoing, but he suddenly disappeared.

Hu Dong saw it clearly and spoke at the right time: "He is seven feet away from his right hand..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared, and then the sword swept across the board, as fast as lightning. A monk from the eighth level of the feather was cut off in half. Two pieces of corpses had fallen into dust, and his hands and feet were still struggling in a pool of blood.

Everyone hurriedly used talismans to chase after them, and the figure who jumped and jumped away had already escaped.

Hu Dong said angrily: "Get forward with formation, be careful of spiritual consciousness-"

The crowd was in rows of three or five, connecting with each other, and using spiritual consciousness to open the way, and then chasing them closely. Talismans exploded in the dark air, like fire snakes dancing around with great momentum.

But the figure ahead ran faster, getting rid of the siege again and again.

Half an hour passed and the offensive gradually faded.

With such a violent bombardment, no matter how many talismans are used up, they will be used up.

Wujiu gasped and slowed down, leaned back and watched with a long sword. Although one step was two or three feet, the steps were much heavier than before. Over time, it was inevitable to be exhausted.

However, the people who followed him gradually became staggered. There were only a group of masters above the sixth floor of the foundation building, and they were still able to remain in chaos.

Before Wujiu could breathe a sigh of relief, Hu Dong and others had already chased him. He stopped running away and grabbed more than ten talismans and smashed them over. There were only a few talismans left on the other party, but he was quite rich.

Hu Dong and others hurriedly avoided, and the strict formation disappeared immediately.

Wujiu took advantage of the situation to counterattack, jumped a few times, and rushed to everyone. He raised the black iron sword in his hand to the lonely Shen Shuan.

Shen Shuan couldn't dodge and was forced to call out a flying sword to deal with it. The figure who rushed in front of him shook a little and turned around and left. He realized that it was too late. The flying sword he held came out of his hand and disappeared in an instant in the dark sky. The strange figure returned and returned, with a "huh" sword light slashed. He was shocked and hurriedly grabbed a talisman and slapped it on his body. The "Kala" body protection magic power shattered, and he spitted blood and flew backwards. Seeing that his life was in danger, Hu Dong and Fu Jiang rushed over from left to right, and sacrificed several formation flags, obviously they wanted to take the opportunity to set up formations to trap their opponents.

But Wujiu dodged left and right, pulled away and left. He jumped like a fish playing in the water, jogging, shaking his head and waving his tail, and there was no fixed method. He rushed straight to the trap of the formation and rushed towards the crowd that followed. Two talismans attacked towards him, and he grabbed the talisman and returned the color. The two sides were a little stalemate, and he suddenly jumped up and slashed out a sword light.

"ah--"

Screams arose, and two pieces of corpses landed on the ground.

The black iron sword became more and more fierce, and a whirlwind was rolling up in the night. "Puchi, Puchi", another monk on the second floor of the foundation building and a eighth floor of the feather fell into dust.

Everyone did not care about forming formations to defend the enemy, and they fought for themselves for a while.

Hu Dong shouted: "Don't panic-"

He followed up with more than ten masters, but there was chaos around him.

Wujiu just ran around back and forth, and saw a lonely figure with a sword on his head. He would kill him and would not fight if he failed.

All the monks present were in danger and hurriedly approached Hu Dong and others, and then they gathered together. Several talismans suddenly arrived. Everyone had to avoid each other, and the chaos became even worse.

Two figures came towards him, and they retreated in panic.

Wujiu jumped over and saw a sword, and the fierce murderous aura whimpered in the darkness.

The first person to be hit was a middle-aged man on the third level of foundation building. He was about to sacrifice the talisman and try his best to protect himself. He was defeated by the protection of his body and then half of his body flew out with blood rain. His companions had not yet escaped, and he was immediately scared and at a loss.

Wujiu passed by and said, "Hmph, although I am not a good person, I will not kill women..."

It was a beautiful woman in white, and she had already lost her appearance. She looked at her ragged but unscrupulous back and suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but stand still.

In the maple forest outside Xiaqiu Town, I used to mock him for not being a good person. Unexpectedly, he was resentful, but spared himself...

"Bang--"

Due to the sword light, another person could not dodge, and immediately flesh and blood flew everywhere, falling into a mess all over the ground.

Wujiu took advantage of the situation and picked up a little light from the corpse and put it in the ring, but he did not forget to kill and rob money. He got the advantage, looked back and continued to run around, and the long sword in his hand swept through the cold wind.

After a moment, his feet slowed down.

The distance is dark and the north is so dark that I can't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. I just ran around and circled around and made myself confused. There were more than twenty monks in the group, and they were still scattered everywhere. Only Hu Dong and others were still chasing each other, and although they were persistent, they were even more hateful.

If I continue to deal with those guys, it will be difficult to give up for a while. And I want to retrieve my four magic swords, where is Wanjian Peak?

This made it easier for a petite figure to appear hundreds of feet away.

Wujiu focused on watching and seemed to have a sudden realization. He stopped moving forward, but turned around and ran away.

Just remember the direction you came and walked straight, and it should not be difficult to find Wanjian Peak. The appearance of that woman was just right.

Yue Qiong was searching in the dark, and couldn't help but stop and was slightly stunned.

More than ten feet away in front of him, the ground was full of broken limbs and broken arms, which was bloody and shocking. In the distance, there were a group of chaotic figures, as well as the light of talismans that exploded from time to time; there were also shrill cry, and bursts of shouts of killing echoed under the night sky.

Yue Qiong was stunned for a moment, and for some reason, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Such many masters first set up numerous traps, then set up a siege, but he escaped and killed several people in succession. This shows his ferocity and strength.

He can speak forcefully and make people awe, but he likes to do whatever he wants and makes people at a loss. He either deliberately teases or never takes his cultivation to heart. Perhaps, his vision is even higher. There is no doubt that he came for Huang Yuanshan's magic sword.

However, the sword tomb is just a cage for a barrier. Whether things are successful or not, he will face more dangerous challenges. Faced with many masters of human immortals, can he finally get what he wants...
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