The little white fox looked anxious, wanting Ren Xiaofan to leave quickly, which suddenly gave him a bad premonition.
This black zombie has never chased him from the beginning, and now it has been trapped by Xue Wanqing using Tianyi whisk. It is only a matter of time to deal with him sooner or later.
If you calculate it this way, it seems that your own catastrophe...has not come. Could it be the person who is hiding behind the scenes and setting up the formation?
"Zhen Zhen Zhen is worthy of being the most precious treasure of the Yin and Yang Sect, Tianyi Whisk. A little baby who is not even in the stage of enlightenment can actually kill a black zombie with it. It's amazing."
It really comes down to whatever you want.
Just when Ren Xiaofan was thinking about this place, a neutral voice suddenly sounded faintly around him.
Although the sound was not loud, it reached the ears of every monk, making it difficult for people to identify his location.
"Who is it!"
Ren Xiaofan picked up the little white fox and looked around, but didn't find anyone there.
Hearing hallucinations is obviously impossible, otherwise other monks would not look around like him.
"Stop looking, I'm here."
The neutral voice came out again, and everyone looked for it and turned around.
I saw a black shadow appearing on the top of a tree. As he fell to the ground, everyone could see his appearance clearly.
He was wearing a black robe, huddled in it, and had a red devil mask on his face, making him look a bit ferocious.
After landing, he looked directly at Xue Wanqing, walked toward her, and said with a smile: "Haha, I didn't want to show up at first. I thought these zombies would be enough to deal with you, but I didn't expect you, a little girl, to actually
What a surprise to have such a treasure..."
It was obvious that he seemed to be walking very slowly, but in front of everyone, no one could see his steps clearly. As soon as their eyes blurred, he was already in front of Xue Wanqing.
Xue Wanqing was controlling Tianyi's whisk at this critical moment, and had no energy to care about the black-robed man who suddenly appeared.
"Maru Heart!"
And the moment he approached Xue Wanqing, Zuo Qingxuan suddenly let out a sweet shout, controlled a green flying sword, and suddenly shot towards him.
Whoosh!
There was a flash of blue light, and the flying sword was like a meteor, and it was behind the man in black robes and stabbed straight into his back.
The moment the man in black robe appeared, even Ren Xiaofan could feel the strong yin energy emanating from his body, let alone other monks. So I knew at a glance that this man in black was not a good person. Looking at him
Of course Zuo Qingxuan would not let him get close to Xue Wanqing.
Bang!
Zuo Qingxuan's flying sword was so powerful that even Heizheng would stop for a moment when he was hit, but at this moment, the man in black robe stretched out two fingers and clamped it directly.
And as he exerted force, the cyan flying sword "collapsed" and broke.
This scene left everyone stunned.
puff...!
As for Zuo Qingxuan, the moment the flying sword broke, a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, and then she fell to the ground, her breath sluggish.
The natal magic weapon is connected to the source of Taoism, and it is an existence that suffers both losses and losses from the monks.
And Zuo Qingxuan's natal flying sword is broken, so now she is not just injured. Before her natal magic weapon is restored, her cultivation level will no longer improve, and may even regress.
"Haha, the flying sword in Qingcheng Mountain turns out to be from Qingcheng Mountain."
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The man in black robe held the broken sword in his hand, sneered, and then threw it aside. And the figure appeared in front of Zuo Qingxuan as if teleporting.
"I wonder what the relationship is between Zuo Qiankun and you? The auras are so similar, could she be his daughter?"
The man in black robe didn't make any move, but Zuo Qingxuan seemed to be grabbed by the neck by an invisible hand and picked up.
Everyone was overwhelmed by the strength displayed by the man in black robe.
Could this be the person hiding in the dark?
This strength is probably no better than Heizhen.
Zuo Qingxuan was pinched by his neck with an invisible hand. He kept struggling and saw that his neck had been pinched and deformed, but it was on the verge of breaking.
"Haha, letting you die immediately seems to be too easy for you. I will take you to Qingcheng Mountain and kill you with my own hands in front of Zuo Qiankun."
The man in black robe seemed to have a deep hatred for Zuo Qiankun in his mouth. When he said this, everyone could feel his anger even through the mask.
Whoosh!
Then, without seeing any movement from him, Zuo Qingxuan was thrown out.
I don’t know whether the man in black robe did it intentionally or accidentally, but the direction Zuo Qingxuan flew out turned out to be the direction where Ren Xiaofan was.
"Mist grass??"
Ren Xiaofan was stunned. At such a fast speed, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to, and he couldn't hide. He didn't think about it in a hurry, but instinctively threw the little white fox out.
Bang!
Without any accident, Ren Xiaofan sadly acted as Zuo Qingxuan's human flesh pad and was knocked upside down by her, then hit a big tree heavily.
Ren Xiaofan felt that all of his ribs were broken. As for how many, he didn't know. Anyway, the pain was unbearable, and his throat was so sweet that he almost spit out blood from his mouth.
"Xiaofan!!!"
Everything happened so suddenly, Xue Wanqing did not expect that the direction Zuo Qingxuan flew out was facing Ren Xiaofan.
She wanted to check on Ren Xiaofan's condition, but she still controlled Tianyi's whisk in her hand, so she could only look at the man in black robe coldly with eyes full of anger.
The strong murderous intention coming from it made the man in black robe suddenly laugh: "Haha, this expression is good, I like it."
He felt a little strange that a junior who was not even enlightened dared to look at him like this. This was the first time he had been in the industry for so many years.
"Frost Moon!"
Xue Wanqing ignored him, but gave a soft drink, and a white light instantly rushed from behind her to the sky, and then shot towards the man in black robe.
Whoosh!
The white light was like a shooting star in the dark night. However, the man in black robe did not panic, but stretched out two fingers again, and only heard a "bang" sound, and a white flying sword was caught by him again.
In hand.
"Yes, yes, he is worthy of being a member of the Yin and Yang Sect. While controlling magic weapons, he can also use flying swords for two purposes, and he also has considerable power. This kind of strength is considered to be the best even in our time.
It’s a genius.”
The white flying sword still wanted to stab his neck, but it was pinched tightly by his two fingers and could only tremble uncontrollably.
"Eh? Keep squeezing?" The man in black robe used force, trying to break the flying sword like before, but he failed.
Immediately, he took the white flying sword in front of him with some curiosity and looked at it carefully.
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It is twenty centimeters in size, pure white in color, and has simple patterns carved on its body. It is no different from an ordinary flying sword.
"Forget it, the Yin-Yang Sect stuff is really hard to understand."
Not seeing anything, the man in black robe simply stopped worrying about it. Instead, after looking around, he sighed helplessly, "Hey... I wanted to use this zombie to attract the masters of the Taoist sect, but I didn't expect it.
But those who came were all juniors.”
The zombie massacre of the village was such a serious matter. He originally thought that the elders from various sects would be coming, but what he didn't expect were the disciples who were entering the Taoism stage. He was a little surprised, but also a little disappointed.
"That's all, I guess the elders in your sect won't come to rescue you, so I'd better not wait and send you on your way."
He shook his head, and while speaking, he pointed the flying sword at a monk.
The monk was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, a blood hole appeared on his forehead. The expression on his face did not change until he died.
Whoosh!
Xue Wanqing quickly called Feijian back to her side, with sweat on her forehead.
She also wanted to control the flying sword to change its direction just now, but it had no effect at all. She could only watch the flying sword pierce a monk.
At this moment, the man in black robe suddenly exuded a strong aura, oppressing everyone present. This made the monks who had begun to slowly move their bodies and planned to escape instantly unable to move.
At this time, all the monks felt despair in their hearts.
Xue Wanqing clenched her silver teeth, and the hand that controlled Tianyi's whisk was trembling. She couldn't help it. Although Tianyi's whisk could trap enemies who were much higher than her in cultivation and turn them into nothingness.
But there are two fatal shortcomings. First, if the difference in cultivation is too high, the enemy will not give you five seconds to recite the spell. Second, after trapping the enemy, you must always control Tianyi's whisk, otherwise
Dissipate the energy gained from digesting the enemy intermittently. Otherwise, the energy cannot be dissipated and will gather together, and the one who will suffer the backlash will be Xue Wanqing herself.
And this momentum has completely affected her.
The man in black robe picked up a long knife from the ground, which was left by the previous Bai Zheng soldiers. Then he walked towards a monk as if strolling in a courtyard.
The monk's face was full of fear and his survival instinct made him look at the man in black robes with pleading eyes.
However, the man in black robe ignored him and directly raised the knife and dropped it, and the monk's head fell off.
Blood spurted out immediately, covering his black robe, which made him complain helplessly, "Hey, really, I'd better stab him instead to avoid being sprayed with blood again."
Then, only the sound of popping popping was heard, and the seven monks died tragically in an instant.
The white tip of the knife has been stained red with blood.
After killing two more people, he suddenly turned in the direction of Xue Wanqing, "I'm suddenly curious. After you die, the zombies will be released. Will he attack me first? Or will he attack you first?"
As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Xue Wanqing.
This scene made Ren Xiaofan, who was pressed under Zuo Qingxuan, his eyes wide open!
"Qilin!! Help me, quickly, please help me! As long as you help me kill this beast, I will let you out immediately, I promise! I swear!"
He roared in his heart, and when he saw the man in black robe walking towards Xue Wanqing, he suddenly panicked.