How could a mere spiritual master break through my defense?
This was the first thought that flashed through Old Hei's mind.
As an unparalleled demon who was so famous in ancient times that even the seven super sects did not look down on him, the fierce battles among the many spiritual masters at the scene seemed to him like a street fight between three-year-old children.
Worth mentioning.
Even if the soul is trapped in the body of an armadillo and cannot reach the realm of a saint, it will never believe that there is any cultivation in the realm of spiritual masters based only on the rich combat experience of the "Black Evil Old Demon" and the understanding of the Tao that far exceeds that of ordinary saints.
can threaten themselves.
Therefore, the moment it was struck by Tianshu's sword, its mind went blank and it had no idea what happened.
This feeling is like a weak little white rabbit suddenly jumping up and kicking a big hole in the belly of a big tiger.
"What kind of sword skill is this?"
After all, it had gone through many battles and had a very stable mentality. After a brief period of confusion, it quickly recovered and asked curiously, but its body turned into black smoke again and pounced towards Tianshu.
However, Tianshu, who succeeded in the attack, suddenly changed his style. His body flashed and he appeared ten feet away in an instant. The long sword in his hand waved inexplicably into the air.
"Puff puff!"……
He seemed to be waving the sword randomly and randomly, but the sound of the sword piercing flesh kept ringing in the air, as if someone had been struck by the sword.
After a few breaths, Lao Hei's entity appeared high in the sky again.
At this time, it looked sluggish, breathing rapidly, and its black body was almost covered with blood. From time to time, blood would drip down its limbs and fall into the snow.
Seeing it appear, Tianshu still kept waving his arms.
And every time his long sword fell, Lao Hei would tremble violently, and a large amount of blood would splash out from his body.
After a moment, this ancient demon, who had always had his eyes high and arrogant, turned out to be dejected and swaying, as if he was about to fall from the sky at any time.
Back then, Taoist Wuhen and the four elders of Wanjian Sect were unable to kill me, the ancestor. How could it be that today I am going to lose my life at the hands of a spiritual master?
The constant accumulation of sword wounds in his body caused Lao Hei's eyes to slowly close and his consciousness gradually blurred.
At this moment, the evil spirit in its body was finally exhausted, its body was covered with sword marks, and almost no piece of intact flesh and blood was left.
"What 'Black Evil Old Demon', what kind of invincible demon? He boasted so much that he just fell down casually." Just as it started to fall, a pair of soft arms suddenly appeared under the body.
, holding it firmly, Zhuma's mocking voice came to his ears, "You should save those three shots for yourself to escape!"
Although the little girl's words were harsh and harsh, a strong and pure evil spirit flowed into Lao Hei's body along her soft arms, making him feel refreshed and his consciousness gradually began to recover.
"Please ask Ancestor to take action once and save that girl playing with birds. I have already done it." Lao Hei retorted feebly in a weak voice, "Besides, if I hadn't protected you, how could I have been killed by a spiritual master?
The child was injured?"
"You are useless, you still have to rely on me." Zhuma stuck out her tongue at it and made a face, "You are so old, you are so shameless!"
"you……"
Lao Hei's chest was tight. When he was about to refute, he felt severe pain all over his body. Even speaking was a bit difficult, so he had to be patient and said word by word, "This person's strength is not trivial. If the ancestor is not wrong, he should have it."
The "Innate Sword Soul" can ignore defense, and his Dao is extremely rare and can leave a mark on the enemy he cuts. Coupled with this unreasonable speed, it is probably a special physique. It is really a rare thing in a thousand years.
The ultimate genius!"
"You didn't lose to him, so you deliberately put money on his face, right?"
Zhuma had never heard of terms such as "Innate Sword Soul" and "Mark", and the eyes he looked at Lao Hei couldn't help but be filled with doubt.
"Tch, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Lao Hei was lying in the little girl's arms, feeling a little comfortable inexplicably, and shouted anxiously, "I have offended my ancestor, and he will reap the rewards. Hurry up and send me more evil energy, and wait for me
When Zu recovers, we must teach him that life is worse than death!"
"You have no chance!"
A cold voice came from behind the two of them.
Zhuma quickly turned her head, and what came into view was Tianshu's indifferent and cold face, and the dark and deep sword.
The two of them stood too high, and even if she summoned the flightless poisons in the Qiankun Bag, it would be difficult to have any impact on the battle situation.
Xiao Ming, the only one who could fly, was trapped by Tianxuan in the distance with his pupil technique, and had no time to rush back for rescue.
Zhuma's heart suddenly sank.
"Don't hurt my junior sister!"
A clear and melodious scolding sound suddenly sounded, followed closely by the terrifying momentum caused by Shen Xiaowan swinging a sledgehammer.
A trace of disdain flashed in Tianshu's eyes, his feet staggered slightly, and his body turned into a shadow, easily avoiding Shen Xiaowan's fierce attack.
"puff!"
His arm seemed to move slightly, but a long gash suddenly opened on Shen Xiaowan's back, and blood sprayed out into the sky.
This moment reflects the embarrassment of a strength hero facing an agility hero.
Shen Xiaowan absorbed the "giant spirit body" and had unparalleled brute strength, but could not even touch half of Tianshu's clothes.
However, Tianshu's fierce counterattack that followed could easily inflict heavy damage on her.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
Unwilling to be reconciled, Shen Xiaowan endured the pain and wielded the sledgehammer again, attacking Tianshu fiercely. However, the situation did not improve at all. After adding a few more sword wounds to her body, she finally couldn't hold on anymore and her delicate body fell from the air.
He went down and, together with Shen Dachui, hit the snow with a loud "bang", completely losing the ability to fight again.
"Senior Sister Shen!" Zhuma's expression changed, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.
"Whoosh!"
Just as Tianshu was about to turn around to take care of the little girl and the armadillo, another strong wind suddenly hit him from behind.
It’s actually Leng Qianqiu, the governor of Northern Xinjiang!
This secular spiritual master was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Seeing Liu Qiqi, Yan Beigui and Shen Xiaowan all being poisoned, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. Knowing that he was far from Tianshu's opponent, he still drew his sword and attacked, trying to Prevent the same tragedy from happening to Zhuma.
"What an ant who overestimates his abilities!"
However, facing this secular spiritual master, Tianshu was not even interested in turning his head to take a look, but only shook his arm slightly.
"puff!"
Leng Qianqiu had an inexplicable sword wound on his chest that was so deep that he could see the bone. Blood surged from his mouth. As if he had been hit hard, his body flew straight back without any resistance.
The gap between ordinary spiritual masters and Dark Seven Stars is simply like ants to elephants, their combat capabilities are completely different.
"This time, no one will come to rescue you." After easily dealing with Leng Qianqiu, Tianshu turned to look at Zhuma again, his voice as cold as ice, "It's time to hit the road."
"Zuma!"
Gan Muyun in the distance sensed Zhuma's crisis, and was anxious. Just as he was about to rush to support, he suddenly felt his body sink, and then his delicate body was entangled with chains of spiritual power, and the spiritual power in his Dantian was like Once you run away from home, there is usually no trace, and it is difficult to mobilize even a trace.
"Do you still have time to care about others?" Tianxuan's joking voice came next to her ears.
It turned out that Gan Muyun was focused on Zhuma during the battle and lacked concentration. By mistake, Tianxuan took the opportunity and tied him up with the Nebula Lock.
At this moment, the battle situation has been completely controlled by the "Seven Star Pavilion" side.
The most powerful Dark Seven Stars Tianshu and the "Eye of God" Tianxuan worked together, and outnumbered the enemies, they defeated all the masters on the Daqian side and were defeated.
"It's over!" Tianshu and Tianxuan said in unison.
At this moment, the voices of the two enemies overlapped, and they were in perfect harmony, as if they were coming from the same mouth.
"Girl, ancestor, I really owed you something in my previous life!"
The dying Lao Hei, who was lying in Zhuma's arms just a moment ago, suddenly raised his head, let out a long sigh, and said with a sad look on his face.
It suddenly stretched out its right front paw, put it to its mouth and took a hard bite: "The evil god is coming!"
Violent evil energy surged out from its body and instantly filled the sky.
These evil spirits did not spread randomly, but gradually gathered in the direction of Lao Hei. In the end, it was like being possessed by a god, with the armadillo as the center, transforming into a huge monster with a height of dozens of feet.
The monster's torso is in the shape of an inverted triangle, its eyes are red, its body is dark, its strong arms are full of muscles, and the shape of its head is somewhat similar to that of an armadillo.
"hold head high!!!"
"Evil God" let out an angry roar, waved his left and right arms fiercely, and slapped Tianshu and Tianxuan hard at the same time.