Some of the weaker disciples were almost about to cheer, although Wang Chongyang's phantom and the heavenly soldiers of the Emei faction made Zhang Chuyang see blood, but obviously there was no real harm to him, Xia Miaoran just cut off one of Zhang Chuyang's arms with just one move, doesn't this mean that Zhang Chuyang is about to lose?

Xia Miaoran herself felt strange, she had already seen the arrogance of Zhang Chuyang's body, and that was when she was still in human form. Now Zhang Chuyang has been born with a demon body, and its strength must be much stronger than just now, just the black and shiny scales on the surface of the body are absolutely impossible to break through with ordinary iron.

Although the big sword in his hand is also a divine weapon, it is by no means so powerful.

At this time, Xia Miaoran's mind suddenly appeared with an urn and a breathless voice: "Little girl, don't be surprised, a certain is Chijiao, and now he is the sword spirit of this knife." This knife was originally a weapon of a certain family, and it was connected with a certain mind, and a certain person made this knife spirit, and this knife cut the blue and fell to split the Yellow Spring, and the mountain can be opened, not to mention this small demon body. ”

Hearing this, Xia Miaoran knew why this knife was so sharp, and couldn't help but increase her confidence. Of course, Xia Miaoran didn't fully believe Chi Jiao's words, this was obviously Chi Jiao's exaggerated statement, what was the upper and lower chopping Huangquan, if this knife had this kind of power, it would have hacked Zhang Chuyang to death under one knife, how could it just be to cut off one of his arms.

Zhang Chuyang was also stunned, he never thought that there were weapons in the mortal world that could hurt him, he couldn't help but look at Xia Miaoran, and roared in his mouth, Xia Miaoran attracted all the hatred of Kunlun at this moment.

But a strange scene appeared, after Zhang Chuyang roared a few times, his voice actually lowered, and slowly turned into a whimper, and there was a bit of surprise on his face, which had completely changed his appearance. His eyes were no longer as full of hatred as they used to be. Among the two small moon rings, there was a bit of joy.

Xia Miaoran didn't care about this, but clenched the nine-ring big knife in his hand. The head of the pocket shone on Zhang Chuyang, and he slashed it again.

This time, Zhang Chuyang dodged to the side. After suffering once, he also knew that this knife contained mysterious power, and it was not something that his demon body could compete with.

If it were someone else, Zhang Chuyang would have rushed forward and hated to tear the other party to pieces, but in the face of Xia Miaoran, Zhang Chuyang hesitated, obviously paused, and did not make a move to Xia Miaoran.

Long Qiankun saw this. Saying that the opportunity could not be lost, he hurriedly gave Qin Kaiyuan a look, Qin Kaiyuan immediately cooperated with Xia Miaoran's third sword, and the Hongjun sword in his hand shook out countless sword flowers, and among each sword flower, there was a little cold towards Zhang Chuyang.

Zhang Chuyang dodged Xia Miaoran's nine-ring broadsword, but was hit by the sword light shot by Qin Kaiyuan, although it didn't cause much damage, but he turned his head suddenly, and there was no joy in his eyes. Instead, he was full of anger, and only one arm was left, but he still grabbed Qin Kaiyuan regardless of it.

Qin Kaiyuan hurriedly stabbed several swords. But they were easily resisted by Zhang Chuyang, and a palm was pushed on Qin Kaiyuan's chest, Qin Kaiyuan suddenly felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer, and his body fell backwards. Fortunately, there were all Kunlun disciples behind him, and Long Qiankun took the lead, even with a fight, and stabilized Qin Kaiyuan's body.

But Qin Kaiyuan had already spat blood in his mouth, his face was like gold paper, and he was obviously unable to fight again.

Xia Miaoran slashed again and again. Zhang Chuyang just tried his best to dodge, but he didn't fight back. Everyone who watched was puzzled. What happened to this Chuyang? Could it be that Xia Miaoran is so beautiful that he is reluctant to start? Other people also took advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack Zhang Chuyang, but they were all ruthlessly slapped back.

Xia Miaoran came out with a lot of knives. Zhang Chuyang also showed a hint of impatience, but he still couldn't make up his mind to attack Xia Miaoran, and for a while, the disadvantages of the Daomen people were reversed.

Zhu Xian and Xu Tutu also rushed up, each performing their own stunts, cooperating with Xia Miaoran's nine-ring broadsword, and attacking Zhang Chuyang. Xu Tutu relied on his extremely fast speed, although Zhang Chuyang was strong, he couldn't catch her trace at all, and Zhu Xian was still hiding behind Jiang Yi, relying on the natural defense ability of the Thirteen Palace Plates, constantly carrying out sneak attacks.

At the beginning, Zhang Chuyang was furious, but when he reached out and attacked Zhu Xian, he hesitated halfway, and the claws that stretched out to the general level actually stopped and couldn't reach out.

After hesitating for a moment, he shrank back again, and for Zhu Xian's attack, he simply dodged and did not fight back.

Xu Tutu also seemed to see Zhang Chuyang's vision, so he slowed down, but he was on guard and pulled off a scale on Zhang Chuyang's body. It's strange to say, Zhang Chuyang also made a move in anger, and his paws came to Xu Tutu's face, and before Xu Tutu could dodge and escape, he actually retracted his arm.

And Xu Tutu also completely forgot to dodge this catch, if Zhang Chuyang hadn't stopped in time, she would have been hit by Zhang Chuyang's claw. Death may not be, but at least it will be a serious injury.

The scales in his hand cut through Xu Tutu's palm, and a trace of blood flowed on the scales, Xu Tutu suddenly felt that Zhang Chuyang in front of him was no longer hateful, on the contrary, there was a familiar sense of intimacy in his heart, facing Zhang Chuyang, Xu Tutu felt as if he had seen a former acquaintance.

But what acquaintances will Xu Tutu have? Unless it was Lin Qian, except for Lin Qian, who didn't mean to harm her, the rest of the people who went to Mount Kirishima to find her were all to catch her or even kill her. Where did Zhang Chuyang's familiar feeling for Xu Tutu come from?

Li Xiaoyu flew forward and pulled back the stunned Xu Tutu, Zhang Chuyang saw her, and rushed forward, but stopped halfway again, and his eyes began to become a little confused.

In these women, Zhang Chuyang felt an extremely familiar aura, this kind of aura, as if they were fighting side by side together yesterday, laughing and killing the enemy, thirsting for the enemy's blood, and having a moment of laughter and drinking together to celebrate.

This familiar feeling made Zhang Chuyang no longer able to attack these women, which led to the current strange situation.

Li Xiaoyu pushed Xu Tutu to Zhu Xian's side, and he was a backhand sword, and the cold iron soft sword was also a divine weapon, but it only cut off a few scales from Zhang Chuyang's body.

"Tutu, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Xian pushed Xu Tutu, who was still in a daze, hard.

Xu Tutu looked at her blankly. Say, "How do I think he's our relative?" Sister Zhu Xian, you are also my relative. ”

Zhu Xian's backhand was a slap in Xu Tutu's face, and he scolded: "Nonsense." Of course, the old lady is your relative, but that is Zhang Chuyang. It's Zhang Chuyang, who has fallen into the devil, how can it be your relatives. ”

Xu Tutu was slapped in the face, but he didn't react at all, just looked at Zhu Xian in a daze, then looked at Jiang Yi and said, "Sister Jiang Yi is also a relative, Sister Xiaoyu is too, Sister Miaoran...... You are all my relatives. ”

Zhu Xian didn't know why Xu Tutu was in such a state, she could only grab Xu Tutu. He shouted, "You first return to your beast form." ”

Xu Tutu was very obedient this time, and immediately turned back into the appearance of a little rabbit and hid in Zhu Xian's chest.

Zhang Chuyang seemed to be in a dilemma, and wanted to rush forward to fight with those cultivators in the Dao Gate, but was stopped by these women. had the intention to shoot them to death, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart, this feeling was like someone telling him not to hurt these women, which made Zhang Chuyang unable to make a move at all, so he could only passively dodge the attacks of several women.

The tip of his foot touched the severed arm. Zhang Chuyang lowered his body suddenly, which made Li Xiaoyu's sword directly stab him in the back.

The severe pain made Zhang Chuyang scream, and subconsciously waved the broken arm on the ground. hit Li Xiaoyu's body, and actually slapped Li Xiaoyu sideways.

Seeing Li Xiaoyu spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, Zhang Chuyang was also stunned, and his mouth sounded a few strange syllables as if he were speaking.

No one can understand what Zhang Chuyang is saying, what he says is like an ancient, obscure language.

The language that was originally extremely unfamiliar was heard in the ears of the women. But it made them feel a little familiar.

Especially Xu Tutu, who was hidden in Zhu Xian's chest, felt that this language was very kind. She seemed to be able to hear what Zhang Chuyang meant.

Zhang Chuyang seemed to be saying, "Wuqu, I don't want to hurt you." But why have you become so weak? In the words, there was even a bit of grievance.

Li Xiaoyu fell heavily to the ground, the qi and blood in her body were tumbling, she knew that she had been shocked to her internal organs, and just wanted to get up, she also heard Zhang Chuyang's words in her ears.

Like Xu Tutu, she actually had a feeling that she seemed to understand, but she couldn't understand what Zhang Chuyang's words meant. What is Wuqu? Is it a person? He seemed to be saying this to me, but why did he call me Wuqu?

Xia Miaoran and Zhu Xian's offensive was even tighter, and no one from the cultivators of other sects dared to try to sneak attack anymore, because the people who attacked Zhang Chuyang were all injured without exception, and no one could get the treatment of Xia Miaoran and Zhu Xian.

Zhang Chuyang became extremely irritable, and constantly made all kinds of strange tones out of his mouth, these tones are definitely a language, but at the scene, except for Xu Tutu and Li Xiaoyu, who inexplicably seemed to understand the meaning, the others didn't understand it at all.

"Why are you beating me, why are you killing me? Why have you all become so weak, and where is our master? ”

Li Xiaoyu's internal organs were injured and he sat on the ground lucky, but Xu Tutu kept shrinking in front of Zhu Xian's chest and did not dare to appear, Zhang Chuyang's eyes, the previous joy, gradually became full of hatred.

"Don't beat me anymore, even if I'm the youngest, you can't bully me like this. If you hit me again, I'll fight back!" But why are there only a few of you, and so many others? Where did the rest of the people go? ”

Zhang Chuyang fell into madness, and Xia Miaoran took the opportunity to slash down again, hitting his other arm.

This time, it was neatly cut off his arm, but before the arm was cut off, Zhang Chuyang actually stuffed the previous arm into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

The chewing mouth was full of bone slag, and everyone who saw it was frightened, but Zhang Chuyang didn't care, and where his shoulder was cut off before, an arm slowly grew.

This time, Zhang Chuyang did not hesitate, and directly picked up the severed other hand with his newborn arm, still stuffed it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and the newly cut off arm also grew out again. (To be continued)