Night Eleven didn't say a word and rushed up.

Linglong said: "Young master! Cut them hard! ”

Where is this still a hint, all the disciples in the distance are excited, and Night Eleven has made a move! However, the sentence "toad jumping into the oil pot", they can't imitate that pronunciation, and it's very tongue-twisting.

Ye Eleven rushed forward, grabbed the palm of his back hand, and the bronze ancient sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The face of the black-clothed man who rushed over changed, and the matter had come to this point, so that he could think about it more, his body jumped up into the air, and the black stick in his hand smashed towards Ye Eleven fiercely!

Ye Eleven's right arm was pulled, and the ancient sword broke through the wind and made a whooshing sound, and the blade of the sword faced the black.

Bang! There are no fancy pure physical attacks, the ancient sword and the black stick collide together!

With a muffled bang, Ye Eleven flew back dozens of steps behind him before stabilizing his body, the ancient sword in his hand shook, and even the tiger's mouth cracked.

The man in black landed a few steps back, and shouted strangely: "You hairy boy, your strength is not small, wow, you want to be physically strong and very comparable, then you will be caught refining medicine!"

"Don't be ashamed!" Ye Eleven shook the bronze ancient sword in his hand, there was a feeling of prostration, and when he looked down, the hilt of the ancient sword was absorbing the blood oozing from his tiger's mouth, and the bronze ancient sword began to emit a hazy light.

Ye Eleven stuffed a handful of medicine into his mouth, and rushed over again with an ancient sword.

The man in black was stunned, when did this medicine take this way, when did he eat it.

"Two ghosts, be careful of that bronze sword!" Someone shouted in the distance.

When the man in black reacted, Ye Eleven had already rushed forward, as long as the corner of Ye Eleven's mouth showed a strange smile, the bronze ancient sword emitted a fluctuation, and the blood and qi in the black-clothed man's brain moved chaotically, and immediately his body straightened, his eyes were round and revealing an incredible look, he slowly lowered his head and stared at the bronze ancient sword that was submerged in his waist and abdomen, and his face gradually became painful!

The bronze ancient sword was like a shriveled sponge, greedily absorbing the blood of the man in black, and the simple sword body became brighter and brighter, and at the end, there were dark red light waves rippling from the sword body.

The shriveled body of the man in black was already skin and bones at this time, and there was a loud noise in the ground, and it became a dry bone.

Qianxue Musu's eyelids jumped, that bronze sword was from the cave of the gluttonous descendants, I didn't expect it to have such a terrifying ability, it could suck human flesh and blood.

Night Eleven raised his eyes and swept around and said coldly: "None of them can escape!"

Several black-clothed people were stunned, the cultivator of the sixth order of the Jindan stage was stabbed to death by a mortal boy with a sword, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe it.

"I don't believe in evil!" A muscular man in black rushed over as he shouted. His two large hands were made of fine iron, and they struck with a deafening sound.

Ye Eleven frowned, this person should be good at hand-to-hand combat, supplemented by sonic attack interference, after making a judgment, Ye Eleven received the bronze ancient sword, after all, the longer this sword is in his hand, the faster he is from losing control of his mind, and if the loss is out of control, he is afraid that there will be some bad consequences, and when he comes here, he always has an ominous premonition.

In a few breaths, the two of them were close at hand. The people around him had different ideas, but the disciples of the Water Moon Sect were nervous and a little dissatisfied at the same time. Night Eleven wants to fight that man with his bare hands, which is the strength of attacking the enemy with his own shortcomings.

The stout man in black was very cautious when he saw this, after all, there was a lesson from the past, and there were dry bones scattered on the ground, which was very conspicuous.

Seeing that the left palm of the black-clothed man in front of him was flattened, Ye Eleven began to pay attention in his heart, and when he saw the middle finger of the big man's right hand poking obliquely into the left palm, he immediately turned on the Flame Shura Palm, and the flames in his hands erupted violently and wrapped the two in the flames.

Everyone watching the battle from a distance exclaimed, what is the situation! A low, heart-rending cry of pain followed by a shrill metal grinding sound.

The flames dissipated, and the big man in black lay on his side on the ground with his left shoulder, his face was painful and pale, and in front of him was a severed arm, and the rough cut was scorched black.

Night Eleven turned around quietly and waved his hand, something black stuck to his wrist and couldn't shake it off.

Asashi Musu was closer, and she saw the big man's chest that had fallen to the ground, and the arm that was holding his arm was pierced through a scorched hole.

There was a twisted black mass on the ground, and she was smart enough to think of what it was. The heart was burned to charcoal, and he died instantly!

She looked at Night Eleven, her eyes were a little complicated, this method seemed to be too cruel.

Ye Eleven didn't look at Asueki Musu's expression, he shook his hand hard, thinking back to the previous touch, he felt sick.

The bronze ancient sword can't be kept!

This was the first feeling he had when he came back to his senses, this sword was too strong and could stir up evil in people's hearts!

Night Eleven said to himself: "This sword is the key to the sealed land, so what kind of demon monster would use such a sword to seal."

Looking at Night Eleven's distracted appearance, the remaining few men in black were furious, and they looked down on this young boy.

"What you and I see must not be true, how can this kid be mortal!"

"We will join forces to destroy him and avenge the two ghosts and three ghosts who died!"

"Evil obstacles, if I don't break your body into ten thousand pieces, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!"

……

The remaining three people rushed out of the enveloping range of dozens of huge black objects hanging in the air and rushed towards Night Eleven!

This time, no one looked down on the eleventh night, and they all used cultivation.

The three Jindan Stage sixth-order powerhouses made a move in the face of a kid who didn't know the details.

"Ghost Crying Forest!" A huge black shadow condensed in the air, and the hideous face opened up towards Ye Eleven, and one after another energy rippled away, Ye Eleven was shocked to the point of mental stinging and splitting headache.

"Kowtow to the imp!" A skinny black imp rose from the ground, bent his knees, and knelt down in front of Night Eleven! Night Eleven obviously felt that his feet were fixed, and he saw that the kneeling little ghost actually melted into the ground with both hands, and was clutching his shadow!

"Give me death! Boning knives! The black-clothed man in the center earlier raised his hand, and the true yuan flowing like a long river turned into ten thousand black blades in the air, and the willow-leaf-like blade shone with cold light, and the scene in front of him made people can't help but feel numb at a glance.

Tens of thousands of swordfish burst out and shot at Night Eleven!

Qianxue Musu was about to make a move, but Night Eleven shouted, "I'll do it myself!"

Qianxue Musu snorted and ignored him, waved his jade hand into the air, and said, "Nine Feather Domain!"

Nine colored streamers shot into the air, forming a large circle in the air, the colored light hung down, and a circle of gorgeous and colorful light curtains condensed.

The light curtain surrounded the three black-clothed men and Night Eleven, and the air inside emitted brilliant colored light, like a dream.

Thousands of willow leaf flying knives were menacing, but they suddenly lost a little sharpness, and Ye Eleven had no choice but to summon the bronze ancient sword.

The ancient sword stood in front of him, falling heavily and stabbing on the imp's black shadow arm, lifting the immobilization effect. Night Eleven held the ancient sword in his hand and performed basic swordsmanship, and the crackling sound was endless.

The three black-clothed people were puzzled, their strength seemed to have weakened, but Night Eleven became stronger!

The trio began to attack the light curtain, but to no avail.

This is the Nine Feathers Domain, and the skill contained in the Nine Feathers Feather Bracelet has the effect of weakening the opponent and enhancing oneself.

Ye Eleven held the bronze ancient sword in his hand, his eyes were red and shining, and an uncontrollable anger suddenly rushed into his head.

Yuan Eleven felt that his body was out of control, and he was shocked and puzzled: "In this Nine Feathers Domain, since even the thoughts in his heart can be enhanced?"

As the self-talk ended, the three black-clothed men had become dry bones scattered all over the ground. The bronze ancient sword sucked the blood qi of the four Jindan Stage Sixth-Order cultivators, and the sword body hummed, extremely excited, and at the same time, a thought actually guided Ye Eleven towards the black-clothed man who fell to the ground!

"Enough!" A cold soft shout echoed in the air like a big Lu Hongzhong, and Ye Shiyi instantly woke up a lot, he raised his head and looked at the air, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his face was slightly stunned.