In fact, without even hearing what I said, Bai Lutan had already closed her eyes and passed out.

I threw the whole false woman aside, ignored it, and rushed into the crowd without saying a word. After the lesson just now, I know that we are still powerless after all. If we let the masters here come together as a group,

, entangled us, and then used various evil methods to exhaust our power bit by bit, the bewitcher can easily suppress us. At that time, if you want to kill us, you will know that

Just listen to her.

After a hard fight, we can no longer drag out the rhythm of the battle. Only at this moment, we can retain the spirit of breaking the formation, rush into the crowd, and defeat the key members who are united together.

Only by running away in panic and not caring about resistance can we have a chance of survival.

Thinking of this, my murderous intention grew stronger, and I suddenly rushed into the crowd who were chanting incantations for the Thousand-faced Mirror Nightmare Array. The ghost sword no longer ignited, and went straight towards these people like a butterfly searching for flowers.

Stab away the vital points.

When I rush into the crowd, what is more powerful than the ghost sword is my hands. They are flexible and can be handled with ease. The power they carry is not something ordinary people can withstand. A slightly more powerful guy may be able to withstand three or two moves, but ordinary people

A member of the group was slapped on the chest by my palm, and the pain immediately caused him to hold his breath.

My chase was like a wolf breaking into a flock of sheep. When these guys saw me looking like a murderous god, they finally did not have the courage to fight angrily. Instead, they scattered one after another and fled in all directions, except for a few who were extremely dangerous.

As a character, most people were trembling with fear just by being exposed to my fiery and angry eyes.

"Old Demon Lu! Old Demon Lu!" someone shouted frantically, running towards the exit of the hall.

This nickname made me feel so comfortable, and I finally understood why those people called Senior Brother Chen Laomo. It turns out that being feared by bad people is such an enjoyable thing.

However, if I discuss it in detail, I feel that I have been wronged. Even in order to win a local war of attrition, my momentum just now was indeed a bit cruel. But except for those who resisted the most fiercely, I would directly kill them by suffocating their throats and taking their lives.

Besides, I just knocked the others unconscious. Even Bai Lutan, whom I hated so much, I just let her faint to death.

I have never been a murderous person, nor do I believe in the principle of supremacy of violence. For us voodoo farmers, we have too much blood on our hands, and the three fates of "solitude, poverty, and death" will only become more intense.

However, it is precisely because of my decisiveness and crazy killing that most of the cult members present could not bear the thought of directly confronting me. After all, most of the members here are women, and all they have learned is

The charm of bedside view, fighting and combat also emphasize dexterity and agility, and the mind is not sharpened like rock and steel.

It's natural for them to go smoothly, but if they encounter such a bloody and terrifying hand as mine, they will immediately collapse psychologically and flee one after another.

Fear is a contagious disease, and when it reaches a boil, it cannot be suppressed and controlled by humans. Even if their leader, Sui Mo, is here, it will not help. When most of the members started to go crazy, they looked outside.

When it surged out, Sui Mo did not have time to stop it and organize a counterattack, because at this time, what she faced was a full wave of attacks from Zamao Xiaodao.

After this fight, Zamao Xiaodao and I can almost understand the strength of this charming demon - if we compare it with various means, reputation, or comprehensive strength such as cultivation, we are naturally far from being able to match this.

We are a long-famous Twelve Demon Stars, but when we talk purely about combat power, in fact, our strength is almost the same.

In other words, on top of the momentum of facing the stick of time, we also have some advantages, that is, we are never afraid of death.

This is because we have experienced too many things. We have been on the edge of life and death time and time again. The more we have seen, the more we are not so afraid. We are strong because of our bachelor aura. We are not afraid of wearing shoes when we are barefoot.

When your strength is far inferior to others, you fight with your head and overwhelm the opponent with momentum. This is what Sun Tzu said: "The first is to attack the enemy with the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, and the second is to attack the city."

Zamao Xiaodao's confrontation with Charming Demon was actually not evenly matched, because after breaking the formation before, his whole body's strength was actually a little exhausted, and the flying sword was soft and ineffective. However, in order to cooperate with me, he still

Gritting his teeth, he pushed forward and fought with the succubus.

As for the Charming Demon, it was actually not easy. Seeing me like a tiger entering the flock of sheep, killing many of his closest confidants, he was so happy that he couldn't help but feel anxious. He was tangled up in the alleys again, so he could only loudly give orders to his subordinates.

The masters and the crumbling Gupta Master came forward to stop me, but they were not able to suppress the Zamao Xiaodao despite being so distracted.

After cutting down the main group of people, my muscles and bones were loose, and my whole body was exhausted. However, suddenly there were several more masters in front of me, including the old monk Gupta who was proficient in the art of yoga and spiritual cultivation. Naturally, I felt a little desperate.

However, at this point in the battle, the competition between the two sides is just a battle of wills. Whoever can grit his teeth and persist until the end without falling down will be the one who can stay alive.

I took a long breath and felt my lungs relax. The exhausted Yin-Yang Fish Cyclone in the sea of ​​​​qi gained some strength again, while the ghost sword automatically blocked under Duoduo's support, and finally was not affected by this wave of counterattack.

defeat.

In fact, once I gritted my teeth and persevered, and passed the state of exhaustion all over my body, I immediately had new strength, my eyes widened with anger, and after I kicked a fat woman in her forties away, the ghost sword

With a flicker, he stabbed the old Indian monk in the chest.

I was exhausted, and Master Gupta actually had pain in his balls all night. The severe pain had distracted most of his mind. Even though his hands were soft and boneless to resist, he no longer had the strength to subdue me.

When he saw my sword coming, he not only did not step back, but directly faced the sword edge, letting the ghost sword pass through his chest, and then used his most proud yoga practice to move all the muscles.

All the strength was concentrated on the wound, clamping my unpredictable and sharp ghost sword tightly, preventing me from withdrawing it.

After that, his skinny hands suddenly pinched my neck, and the most angry expression appeared on Baoxiang's solemn face, and he shouted loudly: "Take away my man's dignity, what are you so proud of?"

?Come on, let death wash away the sins on your body! Amitabha..."

I had a smooth killing process, but I never thought that the old Indian monk, who had suffered the most painful injuries, could endure it until now, exploded in an instant, and adopted a life-saving method to turn the situation around.

At this moment, in addition to the crazy pinching force coming from my neck, the other two masters who were restrained by me saw the opportunity and rushed towards me with sharp blades in hand.

The wall fell and everyone pushed. Just when I was about to be stabbed in the back by two short knives, Zamao Xiaodao also faced the biggest crisis. The flying sword he stabbed at Sui Mo's chest was directly diverted by the woman's use.

When he came to my place, he lost control of the flying sword in his hand. Zamao Xiaodao's spirit suddenly relaxed, but he saw the charming demon suddenly stretched out two colorful silk threads and attacked his whole body.

With a quick glance, I saw the thunderbolts coming towards me. I didn't care about the safety of the Zamao Trail. I wrapped my legs around the waist of the old monk in front of me and fell to the ground, avoiding the danger of the Zamao Trail.

Thunder Punishment also avoided the attacks of those two people.

Master Gupta and I kept rolling on the ground. In the process, I finally used the constant shifting of my center of gravity to break away from the old monk's strenuous pinch, and finally breathed fresh air. However, this was not a big blow.

For a long time, the Gupta master who was proficient in yoga was not afraid of fighting close to me. After he reacted, he strangled me like an octopus, opened his mouth, and bit my throat.

.

If a person is really in a state of extreme hatred or hunger, it is not uncommon to bite people and eat meat. However, I don't want to be swallowed into someone's belly and eventually turn into Yoneda Ko, so I raise my head and kill this guy.

His mouth was severely crooked.

The old Indian monk and I fought hard on the ground, and the two backbone members of the spiritual retreat who were following me finally rushed forward with sharp knives in their hands. These two people, a man and a woman, both looked weird, and it was hard to describe for a while.

, seeing me being pinned to the ground by the old Indian monk, the man couldn't help but feel joyful, and he raised his knife and stabbed me at the root of my thigh.

I rolled hard, but couldn't move. I could only tighten the muscles in my thighs to avoid any damage.

However, at this moment, a ray of white light suddenly appeared. Duoduo broke free from the ghost sword at the right time, grabbed the short blade, opened his mouth and bit down on the wrist, a mouthful of blood fell into his stomach, Duoduo's face was full of greenness, and the one who was bitten

The man in the hand was so cold that he collapsed directly to the ground. The other woman yelled and ran towards the exit without moving her head.

The old monk Gupta was startled by Duoduo's sudden appearance, and subconsciously wanted to stand up. However, after wrestling for a long time and waiting for a long time, I knelt down and hit the wound of this Indian friend, causing pain that had accumulated for a long time.

It finally broke out at this moment. His eyes turned white and he fainted immediately.

I stumbled up and saw that the enchanting demon had tied the hairy path tightly, like a rice dumpling. I hurriedly pulled out the ghost sword from Master Gupta's chest. I tried my best to activate it, and the momentum increased by several feet, and then I flew away.

Rushing towards the charming demon, the woman had already sensed it, turned around, stretched out her left hand, and a streak of colorful silk was ready to fly out.

And at this moment, a blue light burst into the broken mirror above her head and shrouded directly on Sui Mo. Her movements suddenly froze, and my ghost sword arrived in time. With a swipe of the sword, blood shot out, and half of her arms shot into the sky.
Chapter completed!