Cracking a mouthful of sharp teeth, Wu Suo smiled fiercely, and gray lines suddenly appeared on his snow-white skin. At the same time, Wu Suo's original figure of about 1.8 meters also quickly swelled to nearly two meters, and his muscles bulged high, like a piece of hard rock.

With one foot shattering the wall, Wu Suo swooped down on Bai Mei with a fierce wind.

"Stay away!"

With a low shout, let the Confucian and Taoist monks stay away, so as not to be affected. Bai Mei stepped up with his sword and collided heavily with Wu Suo.

With a muffled roar, Wu Suo's fist comparable to a water tank slammed towards the top of Bai Mei's head, and the sound of the wind tore and buzzed.

The night moon shrank horizontally towards Wu Suo's neck, and the white eyebrows reached out and wiped it on the blade, and the cold sword intent attached to it and slammed it on Wu Suo's neck.

The place where the white eyebrow blade was drawn quickly formed white ice slag, Wu Suo grinned, and reached out to wipe the ice slag away. The gray lines on his body quickly turned, forming a faint gray film on the surface of Wu Suo's body.

Laugh at!

One of the corners of Bai Mei's clothes was accidentally rubbed by the gray film, and it suddenly turned into a stone and shattered to the ground.

Looking at the gray membrane on the surface of Wu Suo's body with fear, the sword talisman appeared behind the white eyebrows, and a hundred sword lights blasted towards Wu Suo in unison.

The immeasurable light bloomed in the courtyard, and Wu Suo, who was hit by the sword light, retreated again and again, protected his arms in front of him, until the sword light of Bai Mei gradually slowed down, Wu Suo lowered his arms, and his body was unharmed!

Sure enough, the true intent swordsmanship of the Qi cultivation period has become less and less lethal for the true cultivation of the foundation. Seeing that Wu Suo had barely suffered any substantial damage under the bombardment of his sword light, Bai Mei's heart suddenly sank.

Although he already had the true yuan in his body that only a monk of the Yuan Realm in the foundation building period possessed, all the sword spells mastered by Bai Mei were still at the level of the Qi training period.

Two big men with inferior strength and size are fighting, the other party is holding a machete, while Bai Mei is holding a fruit knife, even if Bai Mei sharpens this fruit knife, it will never be comparable to the advantage of a machete.

When this series of things is over, I will have to pay attention to some foundation building period swordsmanship. I secretly came to the conclusion in my heart, at this time, Bai Mei had only one foundation-building sword technique, which was the Falling Moon Mingxiao Sword Technique hidden in the Ten Directions of the Night Moon.

However, this sword technique Bai Mei has not yet been thoroughly proficient, but has a lot of drawbacks. And Wu Suo is different from the Blood Corpse Daoist, at first glance, it is Wu Suo of the Body Refining Cultivator, if Bai Mei uses the method of losing both sides here this time, it is not clear who it is that cannot support it first.

The sword rune sword light could not hold the enemy, and Bai Mei suddenly changed his attack style, holding the Night Moon Shifang and Wu Suo to start a close hand-to-hand fight.

The gray film on the surface of Usuo's body can petrify the objects it touches, which is very weird.

The blade in his hand swung without a shadow, although it could not inflict powerful damage on Wu Suo, but the white eyebrows of the sword skill were able to block Wu Suo's attack without leaking.

"Your sword is a magic weapon, great, when I kill you, it will be mine!"

The high-speed bombardment of both arms caused a layer of white steam to rise from Wu Suo's body, which was the phenomenon of sweat evaporating. Seeing that the long sword in Bai Mei's hand had been bombarded by himself for so long, and there was still no damage to half a point, Wu Suo realized that the magic weapon in Bai Mei's hand was actually a magic weapon.

However, the Night Moon Ten Directions in Bai Mei's hand is an exception, and his creator did not break into a treasure forbidden in order to be able to fit the Falling Moon Mingxiao Sword Technique 100%! This also leads to the fact that this magic weapon has no special power except for sharpness and tenacity.

Otherwise, if you change to any other human-level six-grade magic weapon, once the power blooms, even Wu Suo can only hold his head and flee.

The treasure of magic energy created by the essence of heaven and earth is by no means something that ordinary monks can resist with their bare hands.

Without matching killing moves, Bai Mei could not cause effective damage to Wu Suo, and could not break through Bai Mei's defense, as well as fearing the power of the magic weapon in Bai Mei's hand, Wu Suo has not completely let go of his hands and feet.

I saw that the sky was about to dawn

Zhen Xun, a Confucian and Taoist monk who was retreating in the lobby of the mansion, saw a trace of gold rising faintly above the mountain peak in the distance, and his heart moved, and he used a secret method to transmit his white eyebrows and said: "Bai Dao Chief, if I can trap this fang's five breath time, can you escape with these innocent people." ”

The voice that suddenly sounded in his head made Bai Mei stunned slightly, and then realized that it was Zhen Xun's voice, and Bai Mei replied, "Can you trap him for five breaths?"

"You can give it a try. Zhen Xun's tone carried a hint of courage to die.

"Okay, if you can trap this fang, I can be sure that the crisis will be temporarily resolved. ”

If Zhen Xun can really trap Wu Suo for five breaths, Bai Mei will have enough time to cast the Falling Moon Mingxiao Sword Technique, summoning a ray of moonlight from the Yin Moon body to fall, even if he can't kill Wu Suo with one blow, he will definitely be able to hit him hard!

"Is this true?!" Zhen Xun asked seriously.

"Seriously!"

Wu Suozheng, who didn't notice that Bai Mei had already plotted a plan with Zhen Xun, grinned lightly, because just now he had already felt that Bai Mei's sword speed had begun to decrease, which meant that Bai Mei's physical strength had begun to dry up, and he would soon show his defeat!

Just when Wu Suo's face showed a smug look, Zhen Xun in the hall straightened his rocker and walked into the courtyard, his face was pale but he couldn't hide the bright light in his eyes.

With his hands together, Zhen Xun suddenly bent down and bowed solemnly to the east, and said loudly: "Student Zhen Xun, I am willing to live for ten years." Please the power of heaven and earth to save the common people from suffering! Although there is no regret in death!"

With Zhen Xun's shout, a ray of golden light flew from the distant east and landed on Zhen Xun's body, possessed by this golden light, Zhen Xun's complexion quickly became ruddy, and the pupils of his eyes were dyed into a piece of broken gold, and the golden light on Zhen Xun's body surface was quickly converged into his body.

At the same time, a white light that reverberated violently was stimulated from Zhen Xun's body

The white light is pure, clean, and free of half impurities.

It is like the most flawless purity in the world, and in an instant, it flattened the original gloomy and weird courtyard in the house, turning this haunted mansion into an ordinary abandoned courtyard.

Looking at the sky-high white light that burst out of Zhen Xun's body, Wu Suo's brows suddenly condensed into a big pimple: "Haoran righteousness?!"

Stimulating Haoran's righteousness, Zhen Xun's face turned pale again, and his body began to shake, holding on to his increasingly turbid brain, Zhen Xun pointed at Wu Suo:

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

Under Zhen Xun's command, the mighty righteousness of Tongtian suddenly turned into a white circle and fell at Wu Suo's feet.

Shrouded in the power of drawing the ground as a prison, Wu Suo suddenly seemed to be trapped in the bottom of the sea for 10,000 meters, and it became extremely difficult for the whole person to even blink an eye.

Wu Suo was bound by the painting of the ground, and Bai Mei suddenly flew to the ground, and raised the Night Moon Ten Directions in his hand to run the Falling Moon Mingxiao Sword Technique.

It was dawn at this moment, and although the moonlight had not completely faded, it was much thinner than in the middle of the night.

Calm down, Zhen Xun spent ten years of Yangshou to win this opportunity for Bai Mei, Bai Mei must not be wasted!

The mind was connected to the ten directions of the night moon, and the eyebrows of Bai Mei were suddenly cold, as if he had entered a 10,000-year-old ice cave, and his mental strength was loaded at full speed, relying on the faint connection between the ten directions of the night moon and the yin moon body, a bright moon covering the sky and the sun suddenly appeared in Bai Mei's mind

Eucharist!

And at this time, the time for a breath has just passed!

Sensing the lunar body that exuded infinite power, Bai Mei quickly moved its falling moon and called out a trace of the hundreds of millions of moonlight around the lunar moon.

Two breaths passed

There was no moonlight response, which made a trace of fine sweat break out on Bai Mei's forehead, and the difficulty of calling for moonlight during the day was far beyond Bai Mei's imagination!

Three breaths past!

The power of drawing the ground as a dungeon is beginning to wane, and Wu Suo has begun to struggle gradually!

Four breaths!

The white eyebrows with blue muscles on their foreheads couldn't help but feel a trace of anxiety in their hearts, and it was this anxiety that caused a gap in the fit between the white eyebrows and the night moon and the ten directions, and in an instant, a white eyebrow's own breath was confused and emanated.

Five breaths!

A roar shattered the righteousness under his feet, and Wu Suo rubbed his sharp teeth and said hatefully: "Today I will skin all of you and eat them alive to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Wu Suo suddenly felt a strange movement above his head.

Look up......

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