"Two, please leave quickly!" Zhao Cui took a step, blocking the old man ghost and Ning Cangxue, and his fists creaked.
"Get out of the way!" Xiao Zhu was hit hard again and almost fell to death. He was already angry. The people on the other side were still reluctant to give in, just pretending that they didn't hear it, and they came to bump faster.
"The sword is snapping!" Zhao Cui no longer hesitated and stretched out his fingers and rubbed them gently.
A sword energy quickly condensed at the fingertips and then flew out. When it flew out, it turned into a three-foot sword light, making a sharp roar that broke through the air.
A hint of surprise appeared on Xiao Zhu's face, and the black magic shadow on his body punched out again.
With a puff, the sword light directly pierced through the demon shadow's fist and nailed it to the middle of his eyebrows.
If the Demon Shadow was not a physical entity, this sword would have caused him to suffer heavy damage.
"What a powerful attack, what a weird attack method!" Xiao Zhu secretly praised in his heart, and had no intention of keeping his hand.
Both sides were approaching, and a sneer appeared on his face, and the terrifying demon shadow hit Zhao Cui straight.
Zhao Cui was not panicked either. He took a deep breath, and a golden light flashed around him, and then quickly condensed into his fists.
"Bully Fist!"
Two huge golden fist shadows flew out like two mountains, colliding towards Xiao Zhu.
"I actually understood the artistic conception!" Xiao Zhu was surprised, and then he collided with the mountain.
With two bangs, Xiao Zhu's figure paused first, and then took a step back by the bombardment. A terrifying sword light behind him almost wiped the back of his head, shocking him into a cold sweat.
"Domeditary Sword!"
A long roar came out of Ning Cang's bloody mouth, and sword energy flew out from his body, gathering around in the air, forming a terrifying long sword of ten feet in size, piercing towards Xiao Zhu Dangkong's sky.
This sword contains an extremely powerful domineering sword intent, which is even more powerful than the artistic conception condensed in Zhao Chuan's fist.
When it fell from the void, the air below vibrated and was slashed in half.
If the air can be seen with the naked eye, you will find that the sky is divided into two by this sword energy.
Before the surprise on Xiao Zhu's face completely subsided, it turned into a look of shock.
Because he actually felt the threat under this sword.
Xiao Zhu didn't dare to be careless, so he raised his hand and grabbed a long black knife and threw it out.
The long sword turned into a long black dragon in the air, soaring into the sky, just in time to collide with the sword under the stab.
There was another roar, the sword energy was broken, the long sword stopped slightly in the air, and then swept out towards the three people, intending to cut the three people into two ends.
The old man ghost's expression changed, and the Void Ghost Technique was used again. A ghost claw stretched out from the vortex and grabbed the long sword.
The long sword paused slightly, shaking the ghost claws.
Two almost scrapped golden heroes took the opportunity to rush out, and punched the sword at the same time.
clang……
The long sword buzzed and was swept out. Xiao stepped out one by one, reached out to grab the handle of the knife, and the momentum around him rose step by step.
The sound of the sword behind him was melodious, and three long rainbows of sword energy swept through him like an angry wave.
Xiao Zhu turned around and slashed out with a knife. This knife used all his strength, and it covered the sky and the killing power was amazing.
The demon shadow that originally covered the body surface whined, and one-third of the power was sucked away by the long sword, and the body suddenly shrank a circle.
The explosion sounded, and the sword waves collided with the sword river, exploding a dense light like fireworks.
Xiao Zhu flew backwards again, and his injuries worsened again.
Fan Yaxuan paused and stopped the attack.
The three parties stood at each other, although the old ghost party had a large number, they were the weakest.
However, neither of the other two took them seriously.
"Two, there is a cultivation village ahead. I hope you will take a detour. No matter what your grudges have, it has nothing to do with us. Don't involve innocent people or commit crimes." The old man ghost had a good sense of knowledge and recognized the extraordinary identities of the two people in front of him at a glance. Although he was angry in his heart, he still suppressed him.
"Creating a murderous crime? A joke! How could I be afraid of killing a murderous crime in my Sword Demon Mountain?" Xiao Zhu sneered and said disdainfully.
In his eyes, there is only Fan Yaxuan, and the other three are no different from ants.
Fan Yaxuan frowned slightly. As the saint of the Nine-turn Swordsman Pond, she disliked this preaching tone.
"Sword Demon Mountain?"
"What? Are you scared?"
"I haven't heard of it!" The old man ghost said bluntly. He had never heard of Jianmo Mountain. The reason why he pondered was to recall it in his mind. However, he couldn't find any memory.
"Arrogant!" Xiao Zhu sneered, and the long sword in his hand shook slightly, and the terrifying demonic energy released, covering all the surrounding area of ​​ten feet.
Fan Yaxuan showed disgust, as if she didn't want to get any more contaminated. She stepped back dozens of steps and stopped twenty feet away.
"Xiao Zhu, you can still swing two more swords." She said lightly with a cold look on her eyes.
Xiao Zhu's expression changed and he did not refute it, so he was considered accusation.
"Three Shocking Swords of Gods and Demons?" The old man ghost seemed to finally think of some relevant information and suddenly looked up.
"Hey, you old man are quite knowledgeable." Xiao Zhu showed surprise.
The old man ghost showed a contemptuous smile, "What about the three shocking swords of gods and demons? It's nothing more than a broken version of gods and ghosts. Only you can treat them as treasures."
"Who are you?" Xiao Zhu showed shock.
"And you, a girl, should be practicing the Nine-Turn Sword Dao Jue, but seeing the sudden rotation of the sword pool should be a broken version."
"You all like to use the incomplete version as treasures in these sects, which is really ridiculous!"
The old man ghost knew that with the current strength of the three people and the two puppets, they could not stop the two people in front of him, so he had to scrape his stomach and delay the two people first.
Xiao Zhu and Fan Yaxuan looked at each other, and both saw the shock in their eyes.
If it is placed in the area where the two sects are located, very few people know this information.
The two chased and fled, and they had long known where they were. They could actually meet people who knew the secrets of the two sects. How could they not be shocked?
"Who are you?" Fan Yaxuan showed a solemn look for the first time.
Soon, her eyes flashed, her pupils contracted, and she turned into a sword-shaped shape, with an extremely weird appearance.
"Sword Eye!" The old man ghost's eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible, and exclaimed.
"It's actually a ghost cultivator!" Fan Yaxuan closed her eyes and opened her eyes, revealing her original pupils, and said in an extremely indifferent tone.
She originally felt that the old ghost in front of her was a bit unfathomable, but after knowing that the other party was just a ghost cultivator, she couldn't help but show some contempt when she spoke.
Among all the monks, the strength of the ghost cultivator is at the bottom of the same level.
The reason is that the ghost cultivator is too weak.
"Hahaha, it's just a ghost cultivator, pretending to make people laugh!" Xiao Zhu couldn't help but mock him.
Ning Cangxue and Zhao Cui also looked at each other. It was not until now that they realized that the village chief was actually a ghost cultivator.
Chapter completed!