She lifted up and kicked him in the crotch, and he quickly let go of the way, and she laughed and said, "I'm afraid you can't do it." As the words fell, the sword in her hand was suddenly thrown out, the black sword hung in the air, and as she pulled her hands apart, countless swords came out of the sword body, and she waved her fingers, "Go." ”

The flying sword immediately flew towards the Demon Shadow, who raised her sword to block it, and she took the opportunity to turn around and flee, reined in her breath, and disappeared into the darkness, and ran out of the woods as fast as she could.

Knocking off the flying sword, the Demon Shadow looked in the direction of her escape, her eyes were full of excitement and hope, and she smiled evilly: "Interesting." ”

Not far behind him, the head of the sect was leading his disciples to come in a mighty way, and the demon shadow turned around, bored, and said, "A bunch of miscellaneous." As he spoke, his figure crumbled into smoke and disappeared into the ground.

At the beginning, he was sucked by Su Dandan's demonic qi in the Bagua Dragon Descending Array, and he has not been able to recover, in order to replenish his strength, he has been hiding in the dark and absorbing power. Where there are people, there are demons, and where there are demons, there is his paradise.

He devoured all the dark power in the human world, until the Demon Removal Rift began to move, and the demonic qi leaked out, he hid near the Sword Immortal Pavilion and absorbed the leaked demonic qi, and over time, his strength actually increased greatly.

Now he is very different from when he was in the Bagua Dragon Descending Array, but this is far from enough.

What he wants is all the power in the chasm of demons.

The demon shadow disappeared into the ground, the head of the house fell in the wind, there was still a demon in the forest, but there was no trace of the demon clan, the surrounding darkness was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, he frowned, shook the dust in his hand, the darkness retreated, and the moonlight poured down.

As the darkness receded, the carrion in the forest was suddenly exposed to everyone.

A disciple found the seriously injured Beacon Fire and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Beacon Fire"

The head turned around and walked towards the beacon.

The disciples looked at the hands and feet of the beacon fire being crushed, and they couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Fenghuo's face was pale and gray, the cold sweat of the bean was trembling, and he pursed his lips and looked at the master, so painful that he couldn't speak.

The head squatted down, looked at his limbs that were crushed to a bloody blur, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "What a ruthless method." ”

Behind him, Han Jiangxue looked at Beacon Fire and couldn't help asking, "Master, are the hands and feet of Senior Brother Beacon still saved?"

The head of the sect has only accepted two disciples in his life, one is the steady and prudent Han Jiangxue, and the other is the beacon fire with excellent understanding, the beacon fire is not good at words, and he is always not smiling, but whether it is in swordsmanship or immortal arts, he has excellent understanding, and he has always been above the cold river and snow.

But now, everything is ruined.

The ** of mortals is no better than demons, crushed like this, it is almost impossible to recover again.

If the tendons and veins are broken, they can be reshaped, and if the tendons and bones are broken, they can be reconnected.

But the limbs of the beacon fire have been completely crushed into pulp.

Mo You glanced at the crippled hands and feet of the beacon fire in pain, got up, and said in a deep voice: "Take him back first." ”

The disciples stepped forward and carefully lifted the beacon fire, but as soon as it was raised, his crushed hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

The disciple was so frightened that he hurriedly picked up his hand and wanted to take it back, but holding the puddle of mud-like hand, the disciple trembled.

Beacon looked at his arm, knowing better than anyone else that his hand would never come back.

"Ahhh

(Markor Literature-)