There was only a stabbing sound, and Zhang Mu's shoulder was scratched, leaving a bloody claw mark, which was deep enough to see the bones. If he had been slower just now, his life would have been lost.
Looking again, it was the spiritual bird Dapeng Eagle that scratched Zhang Mu. Its two huge black wings were more imposing than before, which made people feel a little scared.
Zhang Mu reached out and touched the wound on his shoulder, sneered, and said to himself: Farewell Xiaojun, don't be Xiaojun, you are seeking death on your own. Since you were beaten today, don't blame me for killing you.
Zhang Mu is very afraid of Bie Xiaojun. After all, no one has ever been able to give him this kind of feeling, an irresistible feeling. No one can say whether he will fall into the hands of this person in the future.
Having made up his mind, Zhang Mu turned over and held the Meteor Butterfly Sword in his hand, crossed his shoulders, used his magic power, and struck a powerful blow!
He saw two rays of sword energy coming out and slashing towards the Dapeng Eagle that looked down upon him in the air.
The Dapeng Eagle seemed to have spirituality. It chirped, roared its wings, and grabbed Zhang Mu.
I originally thought that these two sword energies were also exerted by Ren Jue, and their power was not low, which should be enough to deal with this spiritual bird, but the result was quite unexpected.
The two wings of the Dapeng Eagle roared twice, and two demonic winds blew by, and the sword energy was blown away. It was really unexpected.
Zhang Mu was shocked. How could this spiritual bird, the Dapeng Eagle, become so powerful? Could it be that it was at the same level as the red-eyed demon wolf?
If so, it's a bit tricky.
No matter what I say today, I cannot let Bie Xiaojun go. If I lose the opportunity this time, I am afraid that I will have a powerful enemy in the future. This makes Zhang Mu have to be on guard at all times, which is very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Zhang Mu thought sympathetically: "Oh, since Yu is born, how can Liang be born?"
The sword energy was blown away by the Dapeng Eagle. This time it was considered majestic. The black feathers all over his body were a little brighter. Several magic winds were directed at Zhang Mu, which was very powerful.
Zhang Mu knows that relying on his own strength, if he wants to fight against such a strange spiritual bird, he is probably no match for anything. Of course, the premise is to use his killing move. The problem is that the killing move is the transformed fire lotus, and the colorful glow is going to
It takes two days to cast it, which is too tricky.
At this time, Zhang Mu wished that he had three heads and six arms. The abilities of this other Xiaojun were almost as good as his own. The fear in his heart became more and more intense, and his desire to kill him became even more serious. He did not want to keep a powerful enemy in the world.
, thinking about killing himself all the time.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu danced the Meteor Sword into the wind, drew out a few sword energy, and then stepped on the Butterfly Sword and flew up.
The Dapeng Eagle defeated several sword energies and let out a cry that resounded through the sky!
Zhang Mu's heart was shocked, and his eyes felt blurry. After waiting for nothing to happen, his heart went cold as soon as he opened his eyes. The claws of the roc eagle clawed at his face, it was so cruel.
Humph, it’s hard to say that you want to die?
As soon as Zhang Mu turned over his hand, there was a spirit beast bag in his hand. When he saw the spirit beast bag, a smile appeared on his lips.
Xiaopengying, go to hell!
As soon as Zhang Mu let go, he saw a flash of black light, and suddenly a giant demon wolf appeared in the sky, knocking the Dapeng Eagle away almost instantly.
This time, it was clear that he was not serious, and he still pretended to let out a scream.
Zhang Mu had settled the matter a long time ago. When Bie Xiaojun's Dapeng Eagle arrived, he sent Xiao Lang out to catch him off guard. He tried his best to strangle the Dapeng Eagle in one fell swoop, so that Bie Xiaojun would also be on the case.
Cucumber - waiting to be photographed.
Xiaolang, who had already known that he was going to fight, was ready early, with high fighting spirit, and showed his power when he hit, even more majestic. He was glaring at the Dapeng Eagle that had lost a few feathers several times, but it seemed that he didn't show any signs of it.
Keep it in mind.
This is not Xiaolang's arrogance. After all, Xiaolang is now an adult Heavenly Demon Wolf. After melting the demon elixir, his cultivation level has soared directly to the middle stage of the golden elixir, which can be regarded as a smooth career.
This time, Bie Xiaojun, who was fighting with the red-eyed demon wolf, was frightened. He lost his mind and almost got caught, but luckily he escaped in time.
He was very surprised in his heart. A red-eyed demon wolf was enough to shock him, but now there was another heavenly demon wolf who didn't know how to cultivate. How could he take it lightly?
At this moment, Zhang Mu's murderous intention appeared, and he couldn't help boiling with fighting spirit. He looked at the Heavenly Demon Wolf, looked up to the sky and howled, and the next moment, he flew towards Bie Xiaojun!
The Heavenly Demon Wolf heard it, as if he had received an order, and seemed to be connected with his mind. He let out a wolf howl, roared his two demon wings, and spit out a stream of demonic energy towards the Dapeng Eagle.
It wasn't over yet. He pounced with his front paws and bit the roc eagle.
Dapeng Eagle is not only inferior to Xiao Lang in terms of cultivation and grade, and Xiao Lang now possesses the aura of a pure demon beast, Dapeng Eagle is a bit weaker without a fight.
If the Dapeng Eagle can still fight, its chances of winning are slim.
The arrival of the demonic energy really made Dapeng Ying tremble. This was not ordinary demonic energy, but the pure demonic energy in the demon world, which was several orders of magnitude higher than the demonic energy in his body.
The battle between spiritual beasts is basically the same as that of monks. They are all closely related. Especially the difference in level has a shocking effect. The Dapeng Eagle at this time is actually much weaker, almost
But it is said that you will lose without fighting.
The speed of the Dapeng Eagle should not be underestimated, and it easily dodged the attack of the demonic energy. However, before it could rest, it felt like a pain in its neck, as if a needle pricked it.
The little lang was extremely powerful. After biting the Dapeng Eagle's neck, he shook his head violently, tearing the Dapeng Eagle apart and screaming loudly. Its feathers began to fall rapidly, and it was extremely embarrassing!
Just saying that Zhang Mu watched Xiao Lang resist the Dapeng Eagle, he was not idle and rushed towards Bie Xiaojun!
At this time, the battle between the demon-faced corpse and the red-eyed demon wolf was basically losing ground. Coupled with the help of Bie Xiaojun, the red-eyed demon wolf looked even more miserable.
Zhang Mu did not step forward directly. Since he planned to get rid of Bie Xiaojun, there was no need to pay attention to morality. As long as he could kill this henchman, it didn't matter what method he used.
Zhang Mu took out thirty low-level spiritual talismans and muttered to himself. After the spiritual talismans emitted the light of fire, he sacrificed them towards the front. It was Bie Xiaojun's back!
Thirty fireball talismans flew out at the same time, controlled by Zhang Mu's spiritual consciousness. One spiritual consciousness controlled ten spiritual talismans. It was still able to hold up and did not feel strenuous.
These thirty low-level talismans are sealed inside by the fireball technique. Even if they cannot kill Bie Xiaojun, they are still extremely lethal to him. Who makes the magic cultivator inherently afraid of fire?
Bie Xiaojun can control that white flame, but only through special means. Other flames can still kill him. He has no temper.
Thirty low-level spiritual talismans were like dots of stars, slowly forming an encirclement. No matter how Bie Xiaojun dodged, he could not escape the bombardment of this fireball technique.
Bie Xiaojun cursed secretly and hurriedly controlled the demon-faced corpse to resist the red-eyed demon wolf. He quickly turned around, flipped his hand and a white flame appeared in his palm, staring coldly at the incoming fireball.
"It's just a low-level fireball technique, why should you be afraid of it!" Bie Xiaojun was disdainful in his heart. After all, he is the young master of the Weng family, and he is indeed arrogant.
I originally thought that the fireball technique would definitely hit Bie Xiaojun, but I never expected that the white flame was so sharp. Under Bie Xiaojun's control, it turned into a bird and quickly swallowed up the fireball!
"This..." Zhang Mu frowned slightly, testing out the power of Bie Xiaojun's white flame, and did not waste the Fireball Talisman.
When Bie Xiaojun saw Zhang Mu's expression, he couldn't help but sneered and said with his hands behind his back: "Brother Zhang, your fireball skills are so good. Since you treat me to a meal, I have to reciprocate as a courtesy. Brother Zhang, please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bie Xiaojun waved his hand, and the white bird flashed its small wings and rushed towards Zhang Mu quickly.
Zhang Mu took a closer look and saw another burst of red fire in the body of the white bird. He thought it was the swallowed fireball. It seemed that the bird condensed with white flames could swallow the fireball and increase its own strength at the same time.
Surprising indeed!
The more I look at it, the more I like it. If I could own this little thing, my strength would be greatly enhanced. It’s a pity that it’s okay to think about it. It’s not easy to get it!
I originally thought that Bie Xiaojun's method was almost done, but I never expected that this white flame could condense the birds, and it seemed to be quite powerful.
Zhang Mu had an idea, since you have the Flame Bird, I'm not afraid of you either.
Let’s see which one is better, your Fire Bird or my Fire Lotus?
Zhang Mu chuckled lightly, and quickly gathered his hands together. He immediately took out the transformed fire lotus formed in the Cauldron, and slowly rotated it in his hands. The spiritual energy around him began to fluctuate.
Bie Xiaojun saw it accurately and couldn't help but take a breath. He also wanted to kill Zhang Mu even more, otherwise he would become an enemy in the future and become a big rival.
Zhang Mu and Zhang Mu also cherished each other, and they were both very worried about each other. It was really a mixture of joy and hatred.
What I'm happy about is that I can have an opponent who is almost the same. Isn't this one of the great joys in life? It's better to be superior to others. You will always be better than ordinary monks. But when you face high-level monks, you are at a disadvantage. Isn't that not the case at all?
Pleasure?
What they hate is such an opponent, who may very well be the person who will kill them in the future. How can they not hate this?
"Farewell, brother, let me see if your flame bird is more powerful or my fire lotus!" After saying that, he waved his hand and sacrificed the fire lotus.
The transformed fire lotus quickly rotated in the air, followed the arc, and floated towards the flame bird!
Bie Xiaojun was worried. This transformed fire lotus didn't look like a low-level product. The flames that could cause fluctuations in spiritual energy were believed to be at the same level as his own bone spirit burning fire. This was an eye-opener.
This Femoral Bone Spirit Burning Fire was the result of Bie Xiaojun's hard work. After more than several months of hardships, he was able to successfully refine it. I'm afraid only he knows the pain he suffered during it.
But he knew that this bone spirit blazing fire would not disappoint him, and he would not have the chance to use it normally, because he had really encountered a decent opponent. It was no wonder that he was so unlucky at the same level, and it was not easy to find an opponent.
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It was a coincidence that the first time I used it today, it actually hit the spot. The crimson flame was no lower than the fire of my own bone spirit. This time, Bie Xiaojun's hearts were united...