Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Four Changed Shaped Demon Sneaks Into the City
In addition to the sword immortals in the Feijian Tower who drew their swords, there were also more than a dozen major cultivators rushing to the Feijian Tower on the top of the city.
Looking at the sky blocking out the sun, I couldn't help but frown.
A ferocious beast like this that ignores magic circles is quite troublesome.
Among them was a one-armed old man, with three fingers of his left hand raised together. Behind him, countless talismans were fluttering like butterflies and submerged into the long black river.
The moos of the ferocious beasts were particularly pitiful. At the front of the river, the ferocious beasts of the Five Realms, facing the strong wind of the formation, crashed into the Feijian Tower one after another.
If Feijian Tower had not specially used high-quality ores during its last renovation, it would have been crushed by these huge ferocious beasts.
"These beasts are really annoying to watch."
An old swordsman who came from the top of the city tiptoed and flew high. With a wave of the flying sword in his hand, a sword pool cut off the black river that was as long as a hundred miles along the edge of Mutian City's formation. Then he used his great supernatural power to forcibly
Separate two spaces.
The long black river was cut in half with a sword. The ferocious beast in front fell in the city and continued to rush towards the Feijian Tower. However, the ferocious beasts blocked outside Mutian City were leaderless and became a mess under the walls of Mutian City. They were black and overturned by the flood.
The ants below were beheaded by the monks who gathered under the city wall.
Perhaps realizing that the ferocious beasts behind them could not use their strength, many ferocious beasts from the fifth level with spiritual intelligence fled in all directions, densely packed like flying flies, their huge bodies crashing around the city, destroying many houses.
"There is a great demon who is good at concealing his aura!" A monk who had practiced the magical power of his eyes said loudly, pointing at a group of black shadows.
"These evil beasts fished in troubled waters like this last time, causing many young swordsmen to lose their heads." The one-armed old man smashed a wall angrily and took big steps to catch up.
At this time, a blue shadow caught up behind her. From the outside, she looked convex and rounded, her breasts were plump and round, and her black hair composed of spiritual energy was floating backwards in the wind. She was a beauty but not a beauty.
That face whose face you can't see clearly is still a bit disturbing.
When Futu came here, two flying swords followed her and landed beside the one-armed old man. Chen Qiuyu also said, "Senior Guo, Futu will help you."
The one-armed old man's eyes flashed with joy, and he beat his chest with his fists to express his gratitude to Chen Qiuyu.
He is a talisman cultivator. Since he broke one of his hands, his self-protection ability has been greatly reduced. The two flying swords sent by Chen Qiuyu can not only make up for the shortcomings in his attack methods, but also protect the body with the sword's strength.
, increase the number of life-saving means.
As for Futu, the sword spirit composed of four semi-immortal weapons can be regarded as a five-level major cultivator.
The two of them were lucky enough to fly into the sky and chased the big demon in disguise at high speed. The pagoda was the fastest and was the first to arrive. The Fuai in their hands took the photo, and the wave of sword energy swayed away in waves. The big demon in shape couldn't avoid it.
One leg was chopped off.
He glared at the pagoda in the air fiercely, then gently touched it with his right hand to restore it to its original state.
The one-armed old man rushed over, and the surrounding talismans whipped up a gust of wind. The yellow paper with glittering talismans shuttled through the crisscrossing streets and alleys of Mutian City, forming a huge formation in a matter of seconds.
"Since this beast needs the magical power of those cattle beasts to sneak into Mutian City, he must not have the magical power to survive the formation. My talisman formation has the effect of tracking spiritual consciousness. This evil beast cannot escape."
The pagoda didn't say anything, and struck down one sword after another, chasing the transformed demon and pouring out his sword intent wantonly.
The big demon who took the form of a young man was miserable. He was not good at killing. This time he just followed the instructions of the great ancestor and hid in Mutian City, waiting for the great ancestor's plan in the future.
The original plan was very smooth, but I didn't expect that the monk who had practiced the magical power of the eyes would find out the clues. It was really disgusting.
The young demon's eyes were full of resentment. After looking at the formation that sealed him, he realized that he couldn't escape anyway, so he simply fought with the two in front of him, even if he died, he would drag one of them with him.
He is a monk from the Falling Star Pavilion, and he is also a sword cultivator. The Great Ancestor treats the sword cultivator very much, and he has military exploits with him. After the Mutian City is conquered, the adults sitting on the throne will help him collect his soul and let him reincarnate.
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After making up his mind, the young demon planned to fight the person in front of him desperately.
The long sword shook behind him, and green flames burned on the sword's edge. He jumped into the sword pool, and then his whole body turned into a stream of green light and went straight to kill the monks in the city.
"snort!"
The one-armed old man was originally displeased with the young demon's behavior of sneaking into Mutian City. When he saw the young demon actively inviting attack, he immediately snorted coldly, made a hand seal with his hands, runes were flying all over the sky, and trapped the young demon with great supernatural powers.
Lock.
Futu immediately drew out his sword, and the surging sword energy swept out, like a flood of beasts, instantly drowning the young demon.
The sword power alone is not enough.
Futu opened his left hand, and one of the two spiritual swords beside the one-armed old man sprang out, fell into his hand and struck again.
The one-armed old man nodded slightly and spoke plausibly, shrinking the trap formation composed of talismans infinitely. With his free left hand, he suddenly picked up the long sword floating behind him, and the tip of the sword pointed at the young demon.
Although he is not a swordsman and has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs run away. He still knows a few sword moves. With Chen Qiuyu's sword intention, he handed the sword with all his strength.
The long sword trembled, and under Chen Qiuyu's sword intention, the one-armed old man slashed out a sword beam, and together with Futu, cut the young demon in half.
"Damn old thing!"
The young demon cursed, handed over the sword like crazy, and prepared from the bottom of his heart to drag the one-armed old man to be buried with him.
Futu's two swords came out at the same time, cutting a single point. The young demon used too much spiritual energy to repair his body, and it was difficult to protect the flying sword in his hand. Later, Futu seized the opportunity and chopped the flying sword in the young demon's hand into pieces.
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Seeing this opportunity, the one-armed old man quickly drew closer and pointed the sword edge directly at the big demon's throat, trying to kill the big demon's vitality with the sword intention left by Chen Qiuyu.
Futu frowned and shouted softly: "Be careful, he also has a flying sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the swordless sword box behind the young demon resounded with a loud roar, and a sharp sword energy overflowed from the scabbard.
There is another universe in the sword box, which contains an invisible flying sword.
Fortunately, the flying sword in the one-armed old man's hand reacted quickly enough, and he quickly turned around to block the invisible flying sword that pierced the one-armed old man's eyebrows, and pulled back the one-armed old man who had stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.
The one-armed old man's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he exhaled a breath of fear.
The trapped beast fought for his life and tried his best, but he still underestimated the enemy.
Seeing that the one-armed old man could not be killed with one sword, the young demon showed a little unwillingness in his eyes. He bit his silver teeth and poured all his spiritual energy into the flying sword.
"No, this beast is going to blow himself up and fly the sword!" The one-armed old man frowned, quickly made seals with his hands, and shouted at the low-level monks watching the fight around him, "Quickly disperse, don't give this big monster his life in vain.
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When the low-level monks around heard this, they dared to stay where they were and dispersed in a hurry. They almost blamed their parents for not giving them extra legs.
The big demon transformed himself into a flying sword and didn't run away? How many lives do you have to waste? Think of yourself as the cat with nine lives, resurrected from the dead!