What Zhang Xiaopaw performed was the Heavenly Killing Talisman of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Talismans, but unlike what the Heavenly Martial Daoists taught, his talisman was painted with Dao power and ghost power, so it gave people a weird feeling.

Seeing the Tiangang Talisman that appeared in front of Zhang Xiaopaw, the people who knew something about his identity suddenly remembered that he was a disciple of the Dao Sect who studied under Tianwu Zhenren, and the Dao Fa was his major and his main means of attack.

Jin Zhihui frowned slightly, puzzled in her heart.

Although the Heavenly Killing Talisman that Zhang Xiaopu sacrificed also made her feel palpitations, and she could feel the powerful power contained in it, it was far less terrifying than when she faced Zhang Xiaoshu before. If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have quit the battle because of Zhang Xiaopaw's words.

"Maybe it's because it's far away, and it's not locked by its killing intent. Jin Zhihui couldn't figure it out, so she could only guess like this.

"Kill!" Zhang Xiaopaw's eyes widened angrily, his tongue thundered, and he slapped his palm on the Heavenly Killing Talisman. The Heavenly Killing Talisman immediately flew towards Yu Wen Rui, growing in the wind, covering half of the sky in an instant, and smashing down towards Yu Wen Rui.

The sneer on Yu Wenrui's face had receded, his expression had become unprecedentedly solemn, and the nine-colored light on the tips of the sword fingers in his left hand suddenly shone brightly, and one finger was cut out, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, this sword contained a thousand changes, and the power was endless.

Ding-ding-squeak

The sword qi and the rune collided together, and there was a piercing sound of gold and iron. The light sputtered, and the air currents stirred, swirling one vortex after another in the air.

The sigil is in the air, the light is sheng, it seems to communicate the ancient battlefield, the war drums are thundering, the horns are ringing, and the shouting is killing the sky. It seems to be connected to the Infernal Hell, where the wind is swishing and the ghosts are crying.

The nine-colored sword qi is also dazzling, the sword qi is several zhang long, and each sword qi seems to be controlled by a swordsman, casting a mysterious sword move to attack the heavenly killing sigil fiercely.

"Break it for me!" Yu Wenrui shouted angrily, and his sword finger slashed down fiercely.

The Heavenly Killing Rune Seal was violently shocked by the sword qi one after another, and finally it was overwhelmed, cracks appeared, and it barely supported a few breaths, and suddenly shattered and cracked, turning into a stream of light and dissipating into the air.

A bloody arrow erupted from Zhang Xiaopaw's mouth, and his face turned a little pale. He pulled his finger in front of him, and the blood that spurted out of his mouth suddenly moved with his fingers, carving a blood-colored sigil in front of him.

Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Talisman's Heavenly Injury Talisman.

"Go!" Zhang Xiaopaw slapped his palm on the Heavenly Injury Talisman, and the Heavenly Injury Talisman immediately shot towards Yu Wenrui, growing in the wind, and the blood was monstrous.

Yu Wenrui immediately waved his sword finger to resist.

Zhang Xiaopaw pinched the trick with his left hand, and his right index finger slid rapidly in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he drew another rune, the Heavenly Damage Talisman of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Talisman. With a palm slapped out, the Heavenly Damage Talisman immediately shot towards Yu Wenrui, growing in the wind, overlapping with the Heavenly Injury Talisman.

The two runes overlapped together, and immediately pressed Yu Wenrui's sword qi down.

Zhang Xiaopaw's hand still kept moving, and in the blink of an eye, he drew another rune, and the rune was slapped out with one palm in an instant.

Heavenly violence, heavenly prison, heavenly defeat, sky crying, sky dark

Zhang Xiaopaw shot out twelve runes in one go, and the runes overlapped and staggered, pressing directly to the top of Yu Wenrui's head three feet above. Yu Wenrui's feet had sunk into the ground, past his ankles, his cheeks were bloodshot, and he was struggling to support himself.

Yu Wenrui hated in his heart, if it weren't for most of the sword intent, especially the two golden true dragon sword intents, all poured into Zhou Jianlai, with Zhang Xiaopaw's little trick, he could break them all with one sword, and for a while, he couldn't help but feel a sense of grief and anger that the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs.

Zhang Xiao

The pawn's face was as white as paper, and he drew thirteen Tiangang sigils in a row, almost reaching his limit. However, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, because he took the time to glance at Zhou Jianlai, and found that Zhou Jianlai's condition had improved a lot.

The trapped twelve golden true dragon sword qi slowly expanded the encirclement space, and there were hidden signs of killing out of the encirclement. Wei Wangjian hummed in a low voice, although the sound was weak, it was crisp and firm, containing high fighting spirit. Although the twelve golden true dragon swords in the pupils were still being pressed and beaten by Yu Wenrui's two golden true dragon swords, they had already stopped the trend of defeat and retreat.

Zhang Xiaopaw jumped up and landed on the overlapping and interlaced huge runes, the three-color streamer poured into the runes, and the light of the twelve runes flourished again, and he suddenly pressed down a foot. Yu Wenrui's cheeks were bloodshot, his face was flushed, his throat gurgled, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Yu Wenrui suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura, to be exact, there were two, one came from above his head, which should have originated from Zhang Xiaopaw, and the other was actually from Zhou Jianlai. He knew that this was Zhou Jianlai's last counterattack in a desperate situation, and it would inevitably be extremely fierce and ferocious, but as long as he could suppress this wave of counterattacks, Zhou Jianlai's sword heart would be like a defeated enemy, and he could easily take it.

Thinking of Zhou Jianlai's sword will, Yu Wenrui's eyes couldn't help but shoot a feverish light, and he couldn't help but stretch out the tip of his blood-stained tongue and lick his lips, as if he was about to taste a peerless delicacy.

At this time, he still has the appearance of an elegant son, and the greed and ** in his heart are revealed on his face. Compared to getting the twelve golden true dragon sword intent and the sword heart carrying the sword heart's will, he didn't care about the collapse and damage of the image at all, because the image could be re-established if the image was destroyed, and with the prestige of the Medicine King Valley to save the world and help the people, coupled with his excellence, it was easy to re-establish a perfect image, and there was only one chance.

If he can devour Zhou Jianlai's sword will, he will be able to complete his incomplete sword will, and his sword path will no longer be hindered, and there is nothing more important in the world.

Yu Wenrui was fanatical and greedy in his heart, but he was not carried away by it, he opened his mouth red with blood, and shouted eagerly to the sidelines: "Fairy, help me! Zhao Zhao, help me! Brothers and sisters who are good friends with Medicine King Valley, please help me! Help me punish these two fanatics who provoke the majesty of Medicine King Valley, Medicine King Valley will be grateful!"

With the generous thanks of the Medicine King Valley, the crowd suddenly became restless.

Yu Wenrui's eyes fell on Jin Zhihui, and the always arrogant gaze revealed a hint of pleading, which suddenly plucked the emotional strings in Jin Zhihui's heart, and immediately put Niu Dawa's kind reminder behind. And she saw that Yu Wenrui could resist Zhang Xiaopu's twelve runes with one hand, plus Zhang Xiaopu's face was pale, and it was obvious that he was already at the end of his crossbow, so she couldn't help but be bold, and even unscrupulous.

"Uncle Junior, I'm here to help you!" Mu Zhaozhao was the first to rush to the battlefield with his sword.

"Childe, the slave family will help you!" Jin Zhihui's mind was hot, and she felt that helping Yu Wenrui at this time of difficulty would definitely warm Yu Wenrui's heart and greatly increase her good impression in his mind. Tribulation sees the truth, and this is now.

"Yuwen Gongzi, I'm here to help you!"

"I'm also willing to help Yuwen Gongzi!"

With Mu Zhaozhao and Jin Zhihui taking the lead, the people who were seduced by Yu Wenrui's promise were eager to try, and they immediately rushed to the battlefield with their brains.

Rise!

A blue demon fire burst out of Niu Dawa's body, and the Earth Domain suddenly spread out, and those who were weaker in cultivation were directly suppressed by his gravity domain, and it was difficult to move.

"What are you going to do?" Niu Dawa didn't make a move immediately, but twisted her eyebrows and looked at Qi Yoyo who drew her sword and asked.

"Nonsense, of course, it's a pawn. Qi Yoyo glared at Niu Dawa.

Dawa pressed Qi Yoyo's shoulder and said softly: "You represent the City Lord's Mansion, this occasion is not suitable for drawing a sword!" After speaking, he rushed out.

Qi Yoyoyo's expression couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, and then her heart couldn't help but feel warm. She looked at Niu Dawa's back running out, put her sword back into the sheath, the corners of her mouth hooked up a curvature, and murmured: "I didn't expect that the size is not small, but the heart is very thin!"

"Yu Wenrui, are you ignoring the existence of Lao Tzu? Will Lao Tzu let you seize the opportunity to improve your cultivation under your nose? Aren't you daydreaming!" Ruan Xinyuan narrowed the corners of his narrow eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of coldness, and his two knives flew between his fingers. The next moment, his body rushed out like a streamer, cut off one of a person's arms with a knife, and kindly reminded him: "Hurry up and pick it up, find a doctor to pick it up, it's too late, it's going to be wasted!"

The man burst into tears, picked up his broken arm and ran away.

Bang!

Compared with Ruan Xinyuan's "gentleness and kindness", Niu Dawa was simple and rude, blasting a person's head with one punch, and shouted with murderous intent: "Who dares to help Xiaobaimi, there is no forgiveness for killing!"

"Ah" one person was blown away by his punch, although he was not dead, but the blue demon fire burned violently on him, he was so frightened that his face was colorless, lying on the ground and rolling and screaming, but he could not extinguish the blue demon fire.

"Netherworld Ghost Fire! It's Netherworld Ghost Fire!" someone saw the blue demon fire on Niu Dawa's body and screamed in horror.

"Damn, don't come near me!ahhh

Niu Dawa, who was dressed in blue demon fire, suddenly became the focus of the audience. Everywhere he went, the chickens and dogs jumped, one by one as far away as if they were hiding from the plague. But those poor people who were targeted by him, or who couldn't dodge, were either seriously injured by his blow and burned by the blue demon fire, or they were killed by him with one move.

The ferocity of the blue demon fire and the cow baby shocked the audience for a while. Coupled with the help of Ruan Xinyuan, who had unique means and super combat power, the crowd that rushed into the battlefield quickly retreated to the sidelines.

The Medicine King Valley's generous thanks are indeed tempting, but they also have to be killed.

Looking at Niu Dawa, who rushed left and right in the field, every shot was extremely ruthless, killing if he could, hurting if he could, and never being soft, the disciples of the sect on the sidelines showed a look of horror, and Niu Dawa's killing decisively broke the way they knew how to act.

There may be hatred and contradictions between their various sects, but as long as it is not a never-ending blood feud, when there is a fight between disciples, they will follow the principle of being a man and leaving a line.

But you must know that not giving others a way to live is also cutting off your own way out. If he falls in the hands of these sects who were killed by him, he will inevitably die.

However, apparently Niu Dawa does not have these scruples.

seem

The eyes of these sect disciples swept over Zhang Xiaopaw and the three of them, and their pupils couldn't help shrinking, these three brothers seemed to be the reincarnation of the devil, and they had no scruples about killing people.

They silently reminded themselves in their hearts that it was best to stay away when they saw these three brothers in the future, and not to provoke if they could.

"Look for death!" Zhang Xiaopu, who was standing on the talisman, shouted angrily, and a spell slapped out of his palm, blasting Mu Zhaozhao who was attacking with a sword away, and immediately looked at Jin Zhihui suddenly, ignoring the soft whip raised in Jin Zhihui's hand, sitting down cross-legged, and quickly pinching the seal with both hands.

Jin Zhihui's heart thumped, and the sense of danger that was close to death reappeared. But she was already ready to send it, so she danced the soft whip and whipped it fiercely at Zhang Xiaopaw.