The person who came was none other than Lu Xiaobu and Zhang Yuchu.

"Sister Bai, long time no see" After Lu Xiaobu landed, he ran over to say hello to Bai Sheng.

"Lu Xiaobu, you really didn't break your promise," Bai Shengqiang replied with his injuries.

Lu Xiaobu hurriedly went to help her and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for a long time." How are you? Okay? ”

Bai Sheng rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'm good like this?" ”

Lu Xiaobu was full of black lines, and immediately opened the white wedding suit to transform, and then gave Bai Sheng a [True Love Eternal].

Although Lu Xiaobu's own strength is not good, the increase in strength and the same attribute of the holy light after opening the transformation of women's clothing is still of great help to Bai Sheng.

Airplanes!

The golden holy light fell, and the white saint was bathed in the holy light, and the injuries on his body began to recover visibly with the naked eye.

Bai Sheng looked Lu Xiaobu up and down, and said with a smile, "You look pretty good in this dress."

Lu Xiaobu smiled, "Don't care about those details, my dress is just a means."

"I'm afraid it's not a means, it's a hobby," Bai Sheng smiled.

Lu Xiaobu hurriedly diverted the topic and said, "Don't talk nonsense with you, I have to help Lao Zhang, I don't know if he can get that Taklama."

Bai Sheng also put away his smiling face, and forced himself to stand up and help Lu Xiaobu.

"You recover well first, just sweep the formation" Lu Xiaobu said to Bai Sheng, turned around and rushed towards Zhang Chu's side.

……

On the other side, Zhang Yuchu stood in front of Taklama without any intimidation, and there was no fear at all.

"As a demigod, you're not afraid of causing trouble?" Taklama said.

It is implied in the book here.

The demigod in Taklama's mouth does not refer to strength, but to an identity.

In this universe, the underworld and the divine realm are the two strongest existences. In order to expand their strength, they will go to many places to recruit talents, as long as their strength meets the standard, or their own potential is enough, they will become the object of their recruitment.

Many people are willing to be solicited, but there are some people who are accustomed to freedom and do not want to be constrained, so they will naturally refuse to be solicited.

However, the divine realm and the underworld are not so easy to refuse. Talents, they can't be used for their own use, and they can't be scattered around the world, what if it becomes the climate and threatens their rule?

Therefore, this kind of "talent" must be humanely destroyed.

And even if the hands and eyes of the divine realm and the underworld reach the sky, there are still some "talents" who have escaped humane destruction, and they are hidden in the world, known as "demigods".

"Right or wrong?" Zhang Yuchu grinned very arrogantly and said, "This small world is quite remote, and you have broken the rules, where can there be so many rights and wrongs for a while?" ”

The corners of Taklama's mouth hooked up with indifference, and he sneered, "Since you have to interfere, then let me try your catties."

Sonor!

The black thin sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword in Taklama's hand stabbed forward, like a black streamer, and everywhere the blade went, even the void was pierced.

Zhang Yuchu's pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't dare to hold it up, his hands flipped over, and two sharp blades appeared in his hands. In his right hand, he held a broad-bladed, thick-backed, slightly curved, silver-wired bone-cutting kitchen knife; In his left hand, he was holding a kitchen knife with a slightly narrower blade and a straight back for a cold edge.

While these two weapons may not look great, they are powerful.

With both hands, Zhang Yuchu slashed an arc from both sides, accurately blocking the thin sword stabbed by Taklama.

Taklama retracted his sword and stabbed again, faster and more powerful.

Clang!

This sword was once again held by Zhang Yuchu.

"Black Prison Punishment - Strangling!" Taklama let out a roar, and the thin sword in his hand stabbed out like a raging storm.

Bang Bang Bang!

Zhang Yuchu operated with both hands, back and forth, and the prevention was impermeable. Let you be in the wind and rain, and I will not move.

With a flick of his wrist, Taklama changed his tactics again, turned into thousands of ghosts, and assassinated Zhang Yuchu from all directions.

Zhang Yuchu stood in place, the two kitchen knives danced in the whistling wind, the knife walked with his heart, his heart moved at will, up and down in all directions, and he was perfect.

Taklama attacked more and more urgently, and the moves changed again, and the black sword light was no longer in a straight line, but like a sinuous poisonous snake, rotating and winding, unexpected, making people unguardable.

However, this snake-like sword light still didn't work, and it couldn't break through Zhang Yuchu's defenses.

Bang Bang Bang!

The high-speed attack between the two made the void begin to twist and blur, but so far, neither side has taken a single advantage.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm here to help you!" Lu Xiaobu let out a loud shout, and with the speed of light of the white wedding suit, he rushed from a distance, and when he raised his hand, a holy light ruling hit Taklama.

Although this attack can cause very little damage to Taklama, it still allows Taklama to lose a little bit of God.

The master has made a move, and the victory or defeat is often the difference between this loss.

Because of Lu Xiaobu's move, Taklama showed a flaw.

"Flawless!" Zhang Yuchu seized the opportunity, turned defense into offense, opened Taklama's thin sword with his left hand, and cut off Taklama's head with a lightning bolt with his right hand.

Burst!

The headless body left behind by Taklama turned into black smoke in the blink of an eye, drifting into the distance.

Zhang Yuchu did not give up, and followed closely, his two knives danced in succession, and countless flame knife qi slashed towards the black smoke.

The black smoke billowed and drifted under the flame sword qi, and then condensed in an instant, turning into the appearance of Taklama.

He touched his neck, there was a wound there, no matter how much the black smoke condensed, it could not be repaired.

"I know who you are," Taklama said in a calm tone, the calm of anger at its peak.

Zhang Yuchu stopped the offensive, "Oh", looked at Taklama with a smile and said, "Am I so famous?" The dignified Underworld Prison Envoy also recognizes me? ”

"You are naturally mediocre, but your flawless sword technique is quite famous" Taklama sneered, "The focus of the two worlds of God and Underworld, you are contaminated with my sword qi, and it will be very difficult to hide in the future."