While the stick holder and the chain holder were attacking Li Xin'an, the situation on Murong Bai's side also changed.
One of the "Tianzhong" was bitten to death.
The corpse controlled by the corpse Gu spotted the moment when his old strength had not retreated and his new strength had not yet emerged, and pounced on him. Even though the knife of the "Heavenly Sect" pierced the chest of the corpse, how could a person who had already died once still be able to survive?
will die.
The corpse opened its mouth wide and bit the "Tianzhong"'s neck. Murong Bai could clearly see that his neck turned from yellow to pitch black in an instant. From the corpse's mouth, there were poisonous bugs coming out and biting along the corpse.
The wounds that came out penetrated into the body of "Tianzhong".
After doing all this, the corpse stopped moving. He did not pull out the knife inserted in his chest, and then went to look for the next target.
The "celestial being" was like a puppet with its strings cut off, swaying there, as if he would fall down the next moment, but he suddenly stopped.
The body stopped there in a strange posture, and then, a heart-shaking "click" sound came out of his body, the bones of the dead "Tianzhong" began to shift, his head rotated backward, and two dark
His lifeless eyes stared straight at the panicked crowd.
Especially Murong Bai, who was surrounded by them at the center.
"Heavenly All", oh no, the Gu insect may have noticed Murong Bai's physical condition, or it may have stolen the memory of "Heavenly All". He knew that the weakest person on the field now was Murong Bai.
The five corpses controlled by the corpse Gu began to desperately hit the defense lines of everyone on the field.
The seemingly thin body seemed to have infinite strength. A steel knife was twisted and broken by the corpse, breaking through their defense line.
One of the "Celestials" was squeezed down, and the ferocious corpse was like a hungry wolf seeing a lonely little white rabbit. The figure that was originally charging towards Murong Bai suddenly stopped, and then turned the gun head viciously, trying to kill the little white rabbit.
The fallen "celestial beings" became their companions.
Seeing all this, Murong Bai's eyes were filled with tears.
Today, he feels powerless frustrations one after another. His previous glory has deserted him, and it seems that he is left with only an incompetent waste who can't do anything. He is powerless to kill, and powerless to watch people being killed.
He didn't want to be like this. He didn't understand where the Murong Bai, who was the best in the world before, had gone?
He suddenly remembered when he was traveling around the world, how high-spirited he was at that time. Everyone admired him everywhere he went, including the Moon Worship Villa, Chuncao Hall, and Qilin Academy, which were the most powerful local snakes in the world.
The disciples all came out to greet him politely, and Murong Bai couldn't help but think about why.
Is it because of his father, the leader of the martial arts alliance?
Is it because of the two Murong Villa Guizhen Realm Sword Immortals who are guarding him, one bright and one dark?
Is it because there is a team of 300 elite cavalry and 30 second-level masters from Murong Villa who are less than ten miles behind him?
Is it because of the huge power of Murong Villa?
Is it because of his mother’s family background in Jiangnan East Road?
…
Which one is because of me, Murong Bai?
Murong Bai smiled to himself, and suddenly felt like a big joke. The treatment he received before his relationship was not how strong he was, not how talented he was, nor the future hope of the bullshit martial arts world, but his own
Family background, own parents.
No one cares about a talented young man.
Bullshit talented young man!
He suddenly realized that his so-called walking in the world before was just to see, not to act.
His father had already told him about this matter.
Murong De said to him that when traveling in the world, you need to be truly immersed in it. What you need is experience, not experience.
Thinking about it now, I only had "experience" before, and I didn't understand the situation in the world at all. The few encounters I had were just asking for advice from famous people in the world, and I didn't benefit from it. Everything before seemed to be a dream.
Dreams and awakenings, everything becomes empty.
So, how can we talk about “experience”?
Murong Bai vaguely felt that something was broken in his heart.
He raised the corner of his mouth lightly, remembering when a certain guy was so shameless that he insisted on joining them, and he did not hesitate to take advantage of others' danger. At that time, he wanted to stab him to death with a sword.
Now that I think about it, I want
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Thank you very much.
I am very happy to join the Blood Clothes Hall...
Three lives are blessed.
The "celestial being" who was pushed down could not escape the bite of the powerful corpse. Soon, he also turned into a dead man controlled by the corpse poison.
This is the terrifying thing about corpse voodoos. They will continue to reproduce in the host's body until they meet another dead person, split off a part, and then reproduce again, and so on.
One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight...
There are more than 1.2 million people in Chang'an City. In less than a month, it will become a world of Gu!
That won't work.
Looking at Murong Bai who stood up, the six corpses seemed to remember their original goal again, and rushed over with their teeth and claws bared.
Murong Bai slowly raised his sword and gently shook his wrist.
The crimson "Feng Ming" sword body gradually became lighter as Murong Bai swayed, Murong Bai's body became illusory, and the shadow of the sword faded, just like the ripples on the lake surface caused by the breeze.
Then, the lake became stormy.
Murong Bai understood why the first few moves in the "Haoran Sword Code" were extremely yang and fierce, but when it came to the most critical seventh move, it turned into the "impermanent form of water" that belongs to yin water.
Water has no permanent shape and can be all things, and fire is one of them.
The seventh form of "Haoran Sword Code" is to make people be compatible. Murong Bai has always been unable to understand it. Until now, he suddenly understood that his previous path was wrong.
The corpse Gu closest to him could not wait to control the host and ran to Murong Bai. Just when he put his hand on Murong Bai's neck, the blood-stained skinny hands suddenly turned into fly ash.
The corpse looked over in disbelief, even though its empty eye sockets were dark.
"Feng Ming" lay across Murong Bai's chest, and the sword that turned red again emitted waves of scorching heat, burning the corpse's thin body.
Gu insects are most afraid of this.
The corpse roared, as if calling for help, and tried to run away. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other five corpses also began to slow down.
"Disgusting things, burn them to ashes!"
Murong Bai flicked his wrist and threw "Feng Ming" away.
The red sword burned with brilliant flames in the air, accurately found each corpse, pierced their chests, and then went to find the next target, leaving behind a burning remains.
Finally, the "Phoenix Cry" sword flew straight upward, burning out the last of its flames, leaving behind a pillar of fire that soared into the sky. As a loud phoenix cry pierced the night sky, the six corpses suddenly exploded and turned into ashes.
"Feng Ming" fell weakly from the air and penetrated deeply into the ground. Murong Bai no longer had the energy to recall his sword. The corpse poison was solved, and the tension in his heart was relieved.
He took one last look at Li Xin'an in the distance, who was also attracted by his sword and looked at him in shock.
"What does Brother Li think of my sword..."
After all, Murong Bai couldn't say this, his eyes darkened, and he fell straight to the ground.
Face on the ground.
Li Xin'an looked away and unconsciously tightened her grip on "White Rainbow".
He saw the terror of the sword's "meaning" and also saw the terror of Murong Bai.
The gap between the two seems to have become wider than when they competed before.
But Li Xin'an was not depressed. On the contrary, he felt an excitement that he had never experienced before.
"Time is very long, white wood. Let's look at the future. You and I will win or lose!"
For now, let's just concentrate on dealing with this monster.
Li Xin'an withdrew her thoughts and concentrated on looking at the master from the Han family in Luoyang City in front of her.
He can no longer be called a human being. If the previous stick holder just lost control of his body, the chain holder in front of him has completely turned into a hideous and terrifying monster.
Drop after drop of saliva flowed out of the chain holder's torn mouth, dripping onto the ground and emitting fine white smoke. The chain holder moved slowly towards Li Xin'an.
Li Xin'an touched his injured left leg
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, the secret path is not good.
"I was injured. Although I could barely move in a short period of time, once I was entangled by him, I would be the last to die."
What Li Xin'an was afraid of was long-term fights, and the person in front of him, who came from the Han family in Luoyang City, an expert in soft weapons, was exactly good at fighting.
"I don't know how much of his previous martial arts skills he has left after he has become like this..." Li Xin'an thought.
The chain holder suddenly accelerated, and the chain extended with the support of the tentacles extending from his back, encircling him from both sides, and pinched Li Xin'an.
Li Xin'an quickly drew out his sword, and "White Rainbow" quickly hit both ends of the iron chain. The two copper locks were broken by him and flew out.
The scariest thing about soft weapons is the heavy objects tied to the front end of the rope, such as these two copper locks, meteor hammers, head-slingers, etc. Once hit by them, the consequences will be disastrous.
Li Xin'an believed that if the two copper locks had hit him just now, the outcome would not be any better than his left leg, but would only be worse!
Without the blessing of the copper lock, the iron chain slowed down after being knocked away by Li Xin'an. Just when it was about to hang softly on the ground, the tentacles in the gaps in the iron chain seemed to come to life and came back with the iron chain.
.
The tentacles wrapped tightly around the iron chain, and the chain holder pulled hard, splitting the iron chain into two. While blood spurted from his back, he also had two more spears in his hand.
The chain holder roared and stabbed towards Li Xin'an.
Li Xin'an held the sword with both hands and struck accurately on the top of the spear that turned into an iron chain.
Sudden changes occur.
The tentacles tightly wrapped around the iron chain suddenly let go of its shackles, and the iron chain fell to the ground weakly, but the tentacles were tightly wrapped around "White Rainbow".
At the same time, the chain holder's other spear also thrust towards him.
When life and death were at stake, Li Xin'an let go of his hand.
He rolled and avoided the fatal blow from the chain bearer.
"White Rainbow" was swept away by the tentacles, raised high, flew out, and was inserted into an unidentifiable corpse.
His left leg was bent, and the broken leg bone stung his senses. Li Xin'an's head was buzzing and he almost fainted.
He gritted his teeth and stood up with a stick.
It was the wrought copper rod of the rod-bearer.
The chain holder turned around blankly. Li Xin'an was already some distance away from him. He tilted his neck, as if he was thinking about how to kill this man with a broken leg as quickly as possible.
The chain bearer already had the answer and jumped to his feet.
Li Xin'an has never seen anyone jump so high, and even the most advanced Qinggong may not be able to do this.
The height of the chain holder's jump is five feet!
All qinggong in the world require strength to maintain movement. The height of ordinary qinggong is only one foot, and the famous Wudang "ladder to the clouds" is only three feet high.
Five feet, unheard of!
The man holding the chain pressed down on Li Xin'an from top to bottom, as if he was going to crush the man to death.
Li Xin'an held the stick in both hands, twisted his wrist slightly, and suddenly exerted force. When the chain holder was about to pounce on him, he swept the end of the stick away.
The nearly fifty kilograms of cooked copper rod hit the chain holder's head firmly, and the tentacles in the two empty eye sockets were squeezed to the length of several fingers, and a burst of juice splashed out.
The chain holder's body flew to the side, he rolled in a circle on the ground, and then stood up again.
A big hole appeared on his head, and a large piece of it was sunk in. A mixture of blood and poison juice flowed out gurglingly.
But even so, the chain holder did not fall down and walked towards Li Xin'an step by step.
Li Xin'an couldn't tell how many kinds of poison this man had been infected with, be it human poison, corpse poison, malnutrition poison or some other kind of poison. Anyway, it turned him into an immortal monster.
Several small tentacles pierced the skin of the chain holder and came out, then became thicker, swaying and twisting in the air. His mouth was bitten clean by something inside, and small bands grew out.
Downy tusks.
He opened his mouth and seemed to be saying something, silently, but piously.