Although the birth of the Shura Banshee was less than a day, it aroused the panic and attention of most of the sect families in the ancient martial arts world.

In addition to some old monsters that have survived for thousands of years to go out and repay the blood debts of the year, other sects and families have also sent their own elders or protectors to quickly go to the realm of the Feather Immortal Palace to closely observe the current battle situation.

At this moment, on a high platform ten miles away, there were many family elders gathered.

In front of them was a square bronze mirror three meters long and wide, which reflected the scene of the Shura Banshee confronting the other monks.

"I said, isn't this a little too close, let's watch the game from a little farther away. ”

A chubby yellow-robed old man looked at the Shura banshee in the bronze mirror in horror, took out a handkerchief from time to time to wipe the sweat on his face, and squeezed out an ugly smile on his fat face.

Even if you just look at it in the bronze mirror, you can feel the strong killing intent on the Shura banshee.

A dark-skinned middle-aged man next to him shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Elder Xu, once this 'Xuanhua Mirror' is more than ten miles away from the target, it will no longer be able to detect the scene where the target is, so this ten miles is already the farthest limit." ”

"Well, what if...... If it ......" the fat elder wiped the beads of sweat and stopped talking.

"Elder Xu, what are you afraid of, there are so many masters besieging the Shura Banshee, I don't believe that this woman can survive!" A man said disdainfully, "What Shura Banshee, it was all blown out, if she was really so powerful, how could she be killed in the first place, cut!"

"That is, no matter how powerful she is, all the monks of our ancient martial arts are like swatting a fly to death. ”

"That's right, this Shura Banshee has just been born, and her strength has not yet reached its peak, so now is the best time to make a move!"

"You guys, don't be too conceited, if the Shura Banshee didn't have two brushes, how could she lead so many old monsters out of the level. The eight hundred monks before were all killed by her in the blink of an eye, and you forgot all about them?"

"Even so, today is her end!"

"Even if those old-timers can't kill her, my Seven Swords Sect will swear to stand with her, and among the more than 800 monks, there are my four senior brothers, and this revenge will be avenged!"

“……”

Everyone was indignant, staring at the Shura banshee in the mirror one by one, eager to cut it with a thousand knives.

And at this time, the Shura banshee in the mirror seemed to sense it and looked up.

Just at this glance, everyone suddenly fell into an ice cave, as if they saw the endless Shura Hell from those enchanting eyes, and the previous blood was instantly extinguished, and they were stunned one by one, not daring to breathe.

It is in stark contrast to the previous arrogance.

After a long while, everyone came to their senses, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and Elder Xu sat down on the stone bench even more, and the fat on his face trembled terribly.

"It's horrible!"

Elder Xu exhaled slowly, his heart trembling.

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In the valley, the wind is fierce.

The corners of the Shura Banshee's lips curled up with a sneer, looked at the indifferent monks around her, and said lightly: "Are you going to go together, or are you going to die one by one?"

"Hmph, the old man knows that you are very powerful, but now your strength is less than half of your peak, and you are not an opponent at all. Shura Banshee, we will give you a chance, if you waste your skills, we will let you live, and we will never break our word!"

The blind old man said coldly.

"Grind!"

The Shura Banshee snorted coldly, turned into a blood shadow, and swept towards the old man. The blood-colored dress danced in the wind, turning into waves of blood and dyed with poignant colors.

"Guys, let's do it. ”

The old man sighed and spoke slowly.

The surrounding monks nodded one after another, and each of them used their magic skills to deceive themselves.

These old monsters are all top masters of ancient martial arts above the Spirit Void, and they enjoy a high status in the family, and they practice in retreat in the forbidden land all day long.

There were even some family disciples who thought they were dead.

At this moment, they all made a move, and suddenly caused the heavens and the earth to change color, the law of all things to change impermanence, and one after another supernatural powers released supreme coercion in this square circle, the mountains and forests collapsed, and the rock cliffs cracked.

Even the spectators from ten miles away can feel the thrilling attack power.

Murong Xiyao held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and forcibly formed an enchantment, protecting Mu Sixue and Lan Bingyao inside, looking at the Shura Banshee who was fighting fiercely in the sky, worried.

"Can they kill the Shura Banshee?" Lan Bingyao asked.

Murong Xiyao shook his head slowly: "I don't know, these people have a breath left, and their lives are actually at the limit." So they will definitely do their best to deal with the Shura Banshee, so it's really hard to say. ”

After a pause for a few seconds, she suddenly said again: "But if the Shura Banshee is dead, then Meng Yutong will definitely die too." ”

Mu Sixue and Lan Bingyao fell silent.

Boom!

At this moment, there was an explosion in the sky, and I saw that the body of an old man was shattered by the Shura Banshee, exploding into a cloud of blood mist. In a short instant, a powerful master fell.

"The deity thought that you had practiced for thousands of years and become very powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so weak, which disappointed the deity too much. ”

The Shura Banshee gently wiped the blood from her fingertips, shook her head and sighed.

As she spoke, her figure flashed and she came to an old man in a green robe, with her white slender hand slapping towards the other party. The other party was shocked, and hurriedly stepped back and formed a magic seal with both hands, and turned into a fiery python.

The fire python roared, the fire between the tongue swallowed, the scorching breath raised the temperature around it to the extreme, and the cold pupils stared at the Shura banshee, and pounced.

"Burning the body and sacrificing the snake?"

The Shura Banshee raised her eyebrows slightly, her pink lips skimmed with disdain, her pink fist clenched, and with a punch, layers of ripples rippled in the void, distorted.

Peng –

The Heavenly Fire Python was shattered by the Shura Banshee's punch before it even got close.

The fire python dispersed, revealing the old man's body, his chest was blurred with flesh and blood, his stomach and intestines were crushed, but there was still a trace of life, and his eyes were full of fear and shock.

Strong!

It's too strong!

The strength of the Shura Banshee is beyond their imagination, even if it is another thousand years, it is still just an ant in her eyes.

"Give you a ride, no thanks!"

The Shura Banshee raised another punch and blasted the old man into a ball of flesh, and the thick blood qi was absorbed into her body, making it even more bewitching.

"Excalibur, kill!"

At this moment, the blind old man suddenly pounced.

With a sinister smile on his face, his hollow eyes seemed to burn with a faint fire, and he opened his mouth sharply, only to see a golden sword tip fly out of his mouth.

Although the tip of the sword is small, it contains majestic killing intent, as if it can open the world!

The tip of this sword was salvaged by him from the deep sea of the Eight Abysses, and it took countless efforts to condense it into his magic weapon, and it also contained his thousand-year-old Dao system, which would kill with one blow!

"Shura Banshee, this sword is-"

"Trash!"

Before the old man finished speaking, the Shura Banshee pinched the golden sword tip, and then forcibly stuffed the tip of the sword into the old man's mouth and returned it.

Boom!

The old man's body turned into a blood mist, and the two monks around him exploded and died.

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