Turning one qi into a blade, using the sharp blade mentality formed by condensing all the energy in one's body, one can completely retain all the abilities and all the evil spirits on the original blade template, and it is an attack aimed entirely at the soul with no possibility of defense. This

Everyone knows one thing.

Facing this move, one must use one's own soul power to directly resist. However, during the process of resisting, one will lose all his ability to move and be killed directly. It is basically equivalent to an unsolvable move.

But now, none of the Xuanmen disciples who are on the ground and have a panoramic view of everything that happens in the sky will think that Hong Baixiu is the final winner, and Taoist Xuesha has won for sure.

"Die!"

Laughing wildly, with a sense of relief that he finally understood his long-cherished wish, Hong Baixiu imagined the sharp blade not far away from the Xuesha Taoist who was difficult to move in the air.

However, what surprised him was that Taoist Xuesha didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge or defend himself. He just stood there without any movement.

Has it been appointed? No!

Hong Baixiu suddenly felt something was wrong and turned his head subconsciously. Behind him, he saw a Blood Fiend Taoist actually appeared!? Not only that, when he swung out the air blade in his hand, there was something in his hand.

The figures of Taoist Blood Demon appeared in all directions around the body... The power of the air blade cannot be exerted if it cannot lock the target. Taoist Blood Demon has completely seen through his attack method!

"You're really awesome." Liu Mang stared with wide eyes. These two guys are really awesome. As for himself, he should just watch the show.

What Liu Mang is most concerned about is not the fight between these guys, but another matter. The organizer is the mysterious woman. Where is she hiding? She is the most damned guy!

On the other side, Taoist Xuesha didn't hesitate at all. He divided his power and condensed it into a transparent ice wall, completely covering the surrounding space.

What can't be seen from Hong Baixiu's point of view is that the Blood Demon Taoist has actually mastered the ability to fly long ago. The current Blood Demon Taoist, while Hong Baixiu is still looking for his true body in astonishment, has passed through without saying a word.

After crossing the ice wall he created, he came to the back of Hong Baixiu.

"Go to hell!" He slowly put his hand on Hong Baixiu's head, and a touch of icy air directly penetrated his Tianling Cap and reached his heart. Then, a scarlet ice flower suddenly broke through Hong Baixiu's skin.

Appeared on his chest.

With a look of disbelief on his face, Hong Baixiu was even ready to turn around and take a look, but his stretched-out arm finally dropped heavily.

"The goal I have been chasing for several years, the goal I want to get revenge on, is actually someone like you. Then what is the purpose of my non-mineral training for so many years?" Taoist Xuesha murmured in a low voice. Around him,

Layers of ice crystals slowly wrapped around his body. He didn't even have the mood to take another look at Hong Baixiu's body that fell to the ground.

After protecting his body with layers of ice, the Blood Demon Taoist simply fell into a deep sleep.

In this battle, Hong Baixiu basically used up all his energy, and Taoist Xuesha almost did the same.

Although he killed Hong Baixiu, he also lost the ability to fight again.

At this time, when everyone is surrounded by enemies, the real thing to do is to restore your own strength first...

Seeing the Xuesha Taoist who had completely sealed himself off, and Hong Baixiu who had all the things on the body snatched away by a group of Xuanmen people, Liu Mang shook his head slightly, turned around, found a thatched cottage and walked in.

His purpose is very clear, which is to rescue his precious disciple Irabena, and then find the mysterious woman to deal with it. As for the fight between the fingers of these Xuanmen people, the less the better.

Although he thought so, it was obvious that someone had already set his sights on him.

Liu Mang is a young man whose strength seems to be average, very average.

He looks like an ordinary person and can easily be targeted by others, and he is also a complete waste.

As soon as Liu Mang walked into the room and sat down, a figure from Ju Lou opened the door and walked in.

When he saw Liu Mang sitting on the ground, the ugly man showed a sinister smile: "Yes, yes, I didn't expect to find an earthly killer with extremely high physical fitness like you in this place. If you use your body to practice

Can the puppet I made take my power to another level?"

Liu Mang took out a cigarette and lit it, "If you get out now, I won't hold you responsible for disturbing me."

Liu Mang said in a low voice, he really didn't want to start a fight so soon.

But he had an impression of the old guy in front of him. He should be an elder of the Black Mountain Corpse Refining Sect.

As a result, as an elder, he actually admits why the younger generation, who are of similar strength, joined this death game. No matter what, it is really pitiful.

It’s really infuriating that an old guy who is nearly a hundred years old after practicing all his life is looked down upon by these younger generations in terms of strength.

"Boy, I will use the most cruel methods to refine you into the highest-grade corpse." The old man's face suddenly darkened, "I will refine you into the highest-grade corpse, and let your soul be imprisoned in the body.

Internally, you are burned by the fire of hell that will never be extinguished, and you spend every second in incomparable pain. Do you know what it would be like to have all the power of your soul exhausted?"
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Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became dull.

On Liu Mang's body, a black flame slowly burned: "The flames of hell? Are you talking about this? This thing is a flame that combines black dragon soul and ghost energy. What do you think?"

"No...this is impossible!"

The old man was about to turn around and escape, but found that his face had been sealed by a purple flame.

In Liu Mang's extremely stunned eyes, the old guy knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "I beg you to let me go, I was wrong, I really shouldn't bother you..."<

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Damn, I was so pretentious before, but now it’s better, I knelt down and begged for mercy all of a sudden. It’s really funny. Liu Mang has never seen such a nonsense guy.

He had no interest in letting this guy go, so he waved the black flame and let it fall.

Waving his hands in disgust, Liu Mang strode away without even looking at the old guy who was reduced to ashes in the flames.
Chapter completed!