Chapter six hundred and seventy seventh Li Guangjian sharp
A human traitor next to Tu Lin was shocked when he saw that Su Zhao could fight with Bai Mao'er without losing any of his strength. He whispered to Tu Lin in a low voice: "General, Mr. Baimao'er doesn't seem to belong to this strong human race."
opponent!"
Tu Lin glanced at it lightly, frowned slightly, and General Feihu beside him said with a smile: "It seems that Bai Mao'er can't do it. The genius of the human race is the genius, and even the generals under your command are not this person."
rival!"
Tu Lin's face was slightly cold, and he said in a cold voice: "It's really noisy. If you think Baimao'er is not good, then let your demon general give this person a try. He can defeat my general. Your general,
You will still die in his hands."
In the palm of Bai Mao'er's hand, the black cold light turned into the thorns on the cactus, and they shot towards Su Zhao one by one, directly piercing Su Zhao's abdominal dantian and heart.
There was a trace of amusement in Su Zhao's eyes. It seemed that this woman's strength was just that. He laughed, made a seal with his left hand, and shouted softly: "Behead!"
Above Su Zhao's head, a red god appeared. The god stood with a sword in his hand. His eyes were ruthless and looked down upon the world. He locked his eyes on Baimao'er and slashed away with his sword.
"Thousands of Divine Forms, Gods' Dao Orders! Kill!"
The divine sword flew across the air and turned into huge power. A thin red sword light struck Baimao'er's body. The thorn turned into black mist also came in front of Su Zhao.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."
There was a soft sound, and golden Taoist texts continued to appear on Su Zhao's body, blocking the magic thorns formed by the condensed black mist that stabbed one after another. The magic thorns were burned away by the golden Taoist texts, and finally dissipated into the world.
The aura disappeared.
On Su Zhao's heart, a golden "swastika" flickered, helping Su Zhao resist Bai Mao'er's magic thorn attack.
When Bai Mao'er saw the red sword light coming towards her, a crisis suddenly arose in her heart. This was a threat from death, and it was also a crisis from the sixth consciousness!
Without thinking, Bai Mao'er clenched his hands into claws. In the palms of his hands, there was a mass of black mist. The black mist was pitch black, like ink. Bai Mao'er immediately put the black mist in front of himself to resist the killing.
The red sword light coming over.
"Bang!"
The red sword light collided with the black mist in Bai Mao'er's hand and exploded instantly. The spiritual power was scattered in all directions, forming a spiritual power storm. The storm blew around and turned into huge spiritual power explosion ripples. The surrounding practitioners
, those with weaker strength, whether they were practitioners at the early stage of the Dan Condensation Realm or practitioners at the further Dao Foundation Realm, all changed their faces, gave up the fight with the demons, and turned around and left.
Bai Mao'er, who was in the center of the spiritual power explosion, was swept by the storm at this time, and all the power in his body turned into a huge blood mist, and he was bleeding all over his body.
"Ah!" Bai Mao'er's hands were covered in blood and flesh, and his body, which could withstand mysterious weapons, was actually injured by a Taoist technique!
Su Zhao threw away Baimao'er's whip, held the Liguang Sword in his right hand, and killed Baimao'er.
"Pfft!" Su Zhao's sword pierced Baimao'er's body. Baimao'er was furious, her eyes were red, and demon blood rushed to her head. She shouted: "Hiss!"
This sound wave was like a full blow from a practitioner in the Condensation Realm. Even Su Zhao, who was not prepared for Bai Mao'er's sonic attack, was still confused for a moment.
Bai Mao'er shook Su Zhao away with a palm, and withdrew his body from the long sword in Su Zhao's hand. He turned around and ran away regardless of the blood staining the sky.
After all, Baimao'er is a practitioner of the Five Souls of the Condensing Core Realm. Even if Su Zhao could really kill Baimao'er, it would still take 90% of his strength. Looking at the serious injuries on Baimao'er's body, in fact they were only a few.
It was just a skin injury. Bai Mao'er's most serious injury was the sword inserted by the Liguang Sword. However, although Su Zhao had already aimed at Bai Mao'er's vitals, he was still injured by Bai Mao'er at the end.
He dodged for a moment and used his belly to meet Su Zhao's Liguang Sword.
If it penetrated Baimao'er's Dantian, it might be easy for Su Zhao to kill Baimao'er, but without penetrating Baimao'er's abdomen, it would be impossible to kill Baimao'er by surprise.
Bai Mao'er retreated to Tu Lin's side, with a look of defeat on his face: "Reporting to the general, my subordinates are incompetent and cannot kill this person!"
"Humph, retreat." Tu Lin said lightly. Bai Mao'er covered her abdomen and immediately retreated to the back of the battle formation. Tu Lin looked at Fei Hu and said with a smile: "My men were defeated. I don't know, your men were defeated."
How capable you are!"
Feihu said nonchalantly: "You can see how capable you are, General Tu Lin, even after taking action. Ye Zhiquan, go and pick off the head of that human cultivator and give it to our General Tu Lin!"
"Follow the order!"
Behind Feihu, a strong man wearing a black chainmail and a steel helmet came out. The corners of the man's eyes were full of blood, and he looked like he was not an ordinary demon.
"Fifth-grade magician?" Tu Lin asked suspiciously.
Feihu nodded lightly: "Fifth-grade magician, please see how my men kill this strong human being."
Ye Zhiquan's figure flashed, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, flying down from the clouds, and carrying a huge force, he came towards Su Zhao to kill him.
In the human battle formation, Xiao Xiao saw Su Zhao defeating the demon woman, grabbed Shu Ye's arm, and said in surprise: "Sister Shu Ye, look, the young master has won!"
A smile appeared on Shu Ye's black gauze face, and her voice was gentle and sweet: "Yes, I saw it, your young master is really awesome."
Xiaocai snorted coldly and said: "Luckily for him, the demon woman underestimated the enemy. If the demon woman was not careless at the beginning and was not snatched away by him, the outcome is really uncertain!"
Xiao Xiao was a little unhappy, but she was a little afraid of Xiaocao and didn't dare to refute Xiaocao.
In Xiao Xiao's heart, Su Zhao has always been very powerful!
Shu Ye said: "In a life-and-death fight, you can't underestimate the enemy at any point. The demon woman underestimated the enemy and was not killed by Su Zhao. She is already doing well. If she fights against Mr. Su Zhao next time, she may win.
If you lose, you won’t know!”
Shu Ye made it very clear that Su Zhao would not show mercy when he took action. Baimao'er was able to escape alive from Su Zhao's hands, which shows that Baimao'er really has two tricks.
When Su Zhao took a few steps back and wanted to continue chasing Bai Mao'er, two demon warriors came over to kill him. Su Zhao stabbed the demon warrior blocking the road with a backhand sword. Li Guangjian swallowed the sword intention and killed him instantly.
This demon warrior.
The demon warrior next to him had a look of disbelief in his eyes. He was just covering Master Bai Mao'er's escape. How could he risk his own life? If he had known better, he would not have come to help Bai Mao'er. This demon warrior led
With a look of regret, he fell from the sky, and blood spurted out from his heart, like a rain of blood.
Ye Zhiquan stabbed an elder of Shanhe Spring Pavilion with his knife, and punched the elder in the chest, shattering the elder's protective spiritual power. Blood spurted from the mouth of the elder of Shanhe Spring Pavilion and fell down.
If you fly out, you are already on the verge of death.
"Su Zhao, I am Ye Zhiquan, General Feihu, go to death!" Ye Zhiquan was holding a nine-hole machete in his hand. This knife was the mysterious weapon of a human cultivator in the Condensing Pill Realm.
After Ye Zhiquan killed the powerful human being, he took the mysterious weapon of the powerful human being in the realm of condensing pills as his own.
The power exerted by such a mysterious weapon in his hands is less than that exerted by the cultivator in the realm of human elixir condensation. This is a mysterious weapon, but Ye Zhiquan does not know how to do it.
The method of using this mysterious weapon can only be used with mid-range weapons.
The blade is simply sharper and will not be at a disadvantage against ordinary strong men. Let Ye Zhiquan occupy an exclusive seat under General Feihu.
In fact, Ye Zhiquan, a fifth-level magician, is sometimes crazier than a seventh-level magician.
Xiao Xiao watched a ferocious-looking demon fighting with Su Zhao. She quietly raised her little head and asked Xiaocao: "Sister Xiaocao, will the young master win this time?"
Xiaocao frowned slightly. She could naturally see that Su Zhao had been somewhat exhausted after the fight with Baimao'er, but this demon warrior was in full strength. If Su Zhao's cultivation was in the Fourth Soul Condensation Realm,
You can ignore this demon warrior, but Su Zhao's cultivation is only the third soul of the Condensing Soul Realm. It is still difficult to defeat a fifth-level magician with the same strength as the fifth soul of the Dan Condensing Realm.
However, thinking of Su Zhao's insidious methods, Xiaocao nodded: "We will win, but it won't be that easy. And don't worry, Su Zhao's master is here, and he won't just watch.
Su Zhao was killed by the demons."
Xiao Xiao looked hungry and glanced in the direction of Yan Hongling. Yan Hongling was standing in the middle of the clouds with a long sword on his back. However, looking at his expression, he had no intention of saving Su Zhao! Xiao Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Mouth, thinking a little unhappily, Su Zhao's master didn't seem to be watching Su Zhao's battle. When Su Zhao was in danger, could his master react?
When Ye Zhiquan spoke, the man had already reached in front of Su Zhao. The nine-hole machete in his hand slashed Su Zhao's heavenly spirit. The mysterious weapon in his hand, coupled with the strength of Ye Zhiquan's body, exceeded five thousand kilograms.
The force directly pressed down on Su Zhao.
A cold light flashed in Su Zhao's eyes, he raised his Liguang Sword and slashed at Ye Zhiquan's nine-hole machete.
"laugh!"
The Liguang Sword is a magical weapon. The sharpness of the sword exceeds the nine-hole machete in Ye Zhiquan's hand. For the first time, the sharpness is revealed in front of human practitioners.
The first half of the nine-hole machete in Ye Zhiquan's hand has fallen into the clouds. He is holding half of the nine-hole machete in his hand. The magic circle of the mysterious weapon has been broken, and now it is just a sharp weapon.
"How is it possible? Could your sword be a mysterious weapon?" Ye Zhiquan asked in disbelief.