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Chapter 104 Who else could it be?

The old Taoist was in mid-air, and the battlefield where black clouds were already over the city suddenly blew up, and huge shadows of mountains seemed to be moving from all directions.

This is a real mountain moving environment!

The two arrogant demons were immediately blocked. With two loud shouts, a sword light and a blue airflow rose at the same time, overturning the sky, and countless stone-like airflows shot towards the four directions...

The first thing to be affected was the demon army lined up in the wilderness, one by one, one by one, and one by one, tilted around and screamed. Soon, the city was affected, and archers fell to the ground with humming hum.

In the distance, the little girl seemed to be surprised and shouted: "Master, I'm back!"

"But, was it a little wrong when I came?"

After saying that, she rose up from the horse and pulled out a glittering short sword, and instead of retreating, she rushed towards the oncoming demon army. With the sound of "Dingdang Dingdang" swords, the little girl was in a state of danger and killed everyone in front of her!

The battle in the air soon could not tell the difference. The old Taoist groaned and fell several feet down. "Puff!" spewed out a mouthful of blood. The blood sprinkled like a sharp arrow and shot at the demon soldiers beside Zi Yue.

One of the two evil spirits of the Black Wind sneered: "You are looking for death!" Suddenly, a sword light was bright and slashed towards the old Taoist head-on, while the other person flew towards the direction of the little girl Ziyue...

Lan Yue and other Beishanmen's eyes were so bitter that they were furious on the top of the city. Elders of several sects and some casual cultivators also moved, making a move to fly away from the city wall.

Li Ruo's sailor waved his hand and stopped them from dying. The misty figure stepped ten feet into the air.

Almost at the same time, a figure on the demon command platform was like light smoke, instantly blocking Li Ruoshui.

I saw two figures intersecting like real and illusion in the air. Countless bubbles burst in the air. The soldiers from both sides were hit again and fell to the ground like puppets!

Li Ruoshui shouted loudly, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he was standing quietly on the city wall, with a solemn expression, and his hands slowly stretched out to his back...

A sudden sneer was heard in the air. The sneer was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in people's ears: "Hahaha! Li Ruoshui, do you want to use the magic weapon, right? I have been waiting for you to take action for a long time!"

"Although you are awesome, you can use it once and you will be less. You have not dared to use it for so many days without even using it. I don't believe it. Now you are so confused for a little girl?"

Li Ruoshui snorted, frowned, and his hands suddenly hesitated.

The old Taoist Chongtian was obviously struggling to support him. He had no idea how many swords he had cut, and the blood had soaked his clothes... But Li Ruoshui really couldn't decide in his heart, and he didn't know what to do...

This witch Qiao is indeed very knowledgeable and knows a lot of Taoist secrets! The power of the three magical artifacts of Taoist sect is really scary for everyone, but there is one thing: once you use it, the power will be reduced by one point.

Ancient rumor: There are only three things. In other words, each magical artifact can only be used three times at most.

"Yes, even if the 100,000 troops were killed in battle, I was reluctant to use it. How could I take action for a little girl now?"

For a moment, Li Ruoshui was stunned and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Witch Qiao was not very good at it, standing in the air, staring at him quietly, and said, "My devils, I want to take this little girl and let that little demon Zhao Xiaobai give me an explanation. What a big deal! It's worth your fuss like this?"

Lan Yue screamed and interrupted: "How can the person surnamed Tian dies in the deserted mountains and falsely slander my junior brother? These days, apart from making big fuss, when have you ever produced strong evidence?"

Qiao Wuna smiled coldly and said, "Is the evidence enough? My master of the Demon Palace used the soul search method to determine the approximate location of the attack by Master Tian. He also looked up the information of the two or three disciples of each sect who were enough to threaten Master Tian's life in Wumeng's deserted mountains at that time."

"Apart from Zhao Xiaobai's damn, everyone else is hundreds of miles away!"

"You said, who else can it be if it weren't him?"

Lan Yue was speechless and looked at the master's bloody rain in the air, and shed tears immediately...

"The little demon is now a disciple of Qingyang. How could he let the Black Wind Shuangsha say something? Then how can I have the face of my Taoist sect?"

Li Ruoshui thought so in her heart.

He snorted, trying to retort, but heard the "punch" in the air, the old Taoist was hit by another sword, and one of his left arm suddenly drooped, and the gushing blood almost dyed him a bloody man...

But the old Taoist seemed to be indifferent, and his eyes suddenly showed a refreshing look. He heard a long "hi" roar, and his figure suddenly became extremely tall!

"Ah, distract yourself!" someone shouted loudly on the top of the city.

His god is to separate the Nascent Soul, specifically, to transform into a clone.

When Li Ruoshui saw it, he immediately sighed: "Senior Brother Chongtian, why are you doing this!"

"A such a weak incarnation is so embarrassed to take it out?"

The old Taoist snorted and said loudly: "As long as I have a breath, how can I not do my best to protect my Beishan disciples?"

"Shame, I'm afraid I'm powerless today!"

While speaking, the tall phantom took ten feet in one step, rushed to Ziyue a few times before Fengsha, grabbed the little girl from the Wanjun Cong and held her around her waist, and ran towards the city wall.

"The Taoist who soared into the sky is a desperate bet, turning his bloodline backwards, and rising to the state of reverse, and it will definitely not last long!"

"Everyone, go and pick it up!"

Many people know that if the Taoist Chongtian did this, he would be a waste of money. Even if he didn't die on the spot today, he would be a useless person in the future and his life's cultivation would never be restored!

Swipe, many people flew up on the city wall, flying towards the phantom like a desperate situation...

The old Taoist was already panting in the air, constantly dodging or taking over the sword energy of the black evil, and his face actually emitted a faint golden light!

Feng Sha was chasing him to death again. With the puff sound, the phantom was filled with countless energy, and soon his chest was pierced, and a huge arm drooped down!

The old Taoist also groaned, and his only remaining hand suddenly raised its head into the air. With a "slam", a colorful cloth fluttered in the wind, blocking the sword light across the lateral front of him.

At this moment, he finally remembered his beloved apprentice's unique creation.

Unfortunately, the function of this thing is still limited. Besides, he remembered it too late, and "stealing the sky and changing the sun cloth" is not the same.

The cloth was quickly shattered by the sword light!

Poof,

The old Taoist was hit by the sword repeatedly, his figure was shaking in the air, and his pace of holding Zi Yue's distraction phantom also slowed down... But the people who went to rescue here were still hundreds of meters away, and the situation was extremely critical!
Chapter completed!
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