Now that he was trapped hand and foot, Lu Yao also fainted.

Li Silk was originally the person with the strongest spiritual power among the soul slaying generals, plus the four resentful souls, Bai Chen was not his opponent at all.

Bai Chen's expression was still indifferent, but Chu Tian's forehead was sweating urgently.

With a golden light, Li Zhi behind Bai Chen picked up his scimitar and pointed at Bai Chen.

"Heart!" Chu Tian shouted anxiously.

Bai Chen just looked sideways slightly, and the knife was already close. When the knife was only an inch away from Bai Chen's neck, Bai Chen raised his hand, and Li Yu lightly circled his wrist, as if it was an effortless block.

With a ding, the scimitar held by Li Zhi was cut in half and shattered to the ground. Li Zhi was rushed back two steps by the force of this blow.

He looked at Bai Chen a little stunned. Such a good weapon should not be shattered with a single sword.

Li Silk looked at Bai Chen, and a fleeting stunned look flashed in his eyes.

In the next second, Li Silk rushed towards Bai Chen. Chu Tian could barely see their moves, both of them were extremely fast, and their shots were like frightening feather arrows, and in the ghost-like figures, they could only occasionally see the fireworks of flying knives and pear rain colliding.

The other resentful spirits also took action, but they were all quickly defeated, and their bodies were covered with sword marks.

Chu Tian's breath that he had been holding was slightly looser, so it seemed that Bai Chen was not without a chance of winning. The battle power ranking of the Soul Slaying Admiral in the cross may also be a long time ago.

After all, nothing will be set in stone.

But then there was a jingle of the bell, and Chu Tian's relaxed breathing was held back.

A few flying knives in Li Sui's hand, in an instant, turned into a thousand, hovering in the air Zheng rolled up the wind and thousands of layers, the wind and sand were blind, and everyone present closed their eyes.

The moment Li Silk shook his palm, a thousand flying knives seemed to be swords off the string, and flew towards Bai Chen. With the ruthlessness of the people in front of him, who are about to break the corpses into thousands of pieces.

Bai Chen's robe was lightly raised, but his eyes were not surprised. Just as soon as it changed hands, the pear rain turned into a thousand pear blossoms, and a pear blossom turned into a flying knife. In an instant, all the tension turned into a diffuse crystalline, huge silver light. haunting the two of them.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

But against the two of them, there were no waves, as if they expected such a picture.

In the blink of an eye, Li Silk was already standing in front of Bai Chen. The fluorescence that originally surrounded the two Rao instantly condensed back into the flying knife when Li Silk stood in front of Bai Chen.

Pitfall! Li Silk retreats as advances.

It happened so fast that no one could blink. At the same time as the flying knife condensed, the aura around Li Silk changed, and a red lotus as brilliant as blood oozed from his black robe, his eyes sank into deep black, and a red lotus also bloomed in the center of his forehead, sinking into the abyss.

The cold air seemed to freeze everything, and it froze in place, losing its mind.

Li Silk turned into a shape, one step faster than Bai Chen.

In the human world, the soul slayer cannot be easily transformed. When he was a mortal, his spiritual power was also sealed a lot. Once transformed, the true spiritual power will be released, and it will be several times stronger than before. However, after the transformation, the loss is extremely great, and it takes a long time to recover.

Therefore, they will not easily transform into human beings.

When the Soul Slaying Admiral transforms, he has the same ability as Chasing Death. It can fix what mortals see and bless, so the time of Wanwan at this moment has been fixed. I can't see it, I can't feel it

Bai Chen still didn't transform, and ten thousand scimitars were instantly inserted into him.

Suddenly, Bai Chen raised his hand, but it was not fast enough. The pear rain turned into a pear blossom net, blocking some scimitars. But Chu Tian saw it really clearly, and a few scimitars were inserted into Bai Chen.

Blood, ticking, ticking.

Chu Tian looked at this scene, clenched his fists, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't say a word.

Li Shu sneered, and with a wave of his hand, ten thousand scimitars turned into white mist in an instant. The dust that seems to have been raised inadvertently dissipated in a blink of an eye without much effort.

He took a step back and looked at Bai Chen with a smile: "If you are cut by my flying knife, the wound will not heal, and the spiritual power will slowly dissipate." He smiled widely: "You're useless." ”

These three words hammered into Chu Tian's chest like a blunt knife. Her lips were white, and she stared at Bai Chen tightly.

Bai Chen knelt on one knee, holding Liyu with one hand and covering a wound with the other.

He buried his head, as if in pain he couldn't get up, and he didn't move.

"You don't hurt him. It's all because of me, and if you want to kill me, kill me alone. He is a soul-slaying general like you, and if you kill him, if the East Window incident happens, how heavy is the responsibility, why bother? Chu Tian was flustered, she just wanted to save Bai Chen.

Since he can't escape death no matter what, it is a person who can save a person. She really doesn't want to endanger others because of herself.

Li Silk walked slowly towards Chu Tian, and the chill in her eyes grew: "You are in such a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you first." ”

"Wait." Bai Chen's voice was still calm and unwavering. It seems to have been well thought out.

Li Silk turned to look at him, and suddenly the shock in his pupils was like a mountain and a sea, and his body froze in place.

Chu followed his gaze and looked over, and at some point, a layer of golden smoke enveloped Bai Chen's side. Bai Chen slowly stood up, and the wounds on his body seemed to recover in an instant, and there was no longer dripping blood.

The white clothes on Bai Chen's body gradually turned black in the golden smoke. Those wisps of golden smoke suddenly penetrated into Bai Chen's black robe and turned into a few golden lotuses.

Golden Lotus!

After the last wisp of golden smoke circled Bai Chen, it melted into his ema and became a black golden lotus. The plain and indifferent in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows on weekdays have all turned into evil and charming at this moment.

Only the lonely cold in his eyes is still as decisive as an abyss.

At this time, the fierce and murderous aura on his body poured out like a waterfall.

The pear rain in his hand is no longer as delicate and clear as before, and the jade bone ice machine. At this moment, it is already a golden blade, and there is no trace of the tenderness of pear blossoms, and the golden light is full of unbreakable anger.

Chu Tian's brain was in chaos and his emotions were complicated.

She heard Qiao'er mention it, the golden lotus of Ema, surrounded by the sunset, and the one holding the Infernal Blade in his hand, is the master of the soul slayer. Of all the officials of Hades, the ruler is under one man and above ten thousand.

The master of the Great Hall of Spirits.

The shock in Li Su's eyes had turned into fear at this moment. He suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly took two steps back. He said as he retreated, "No wonder. There have only been four soul-slaying generals in the underworld, but in recent years, there have been five. It turns out that Pear Blossom Dipping Dew is the incarnation of the Soul Slaying Master. ”

Hearing this, the resentful souls who had fallen to the ground behind them trembled. They also understood that if it was the Soul Slaying Master, then today would be the day they died.

"Then do you still want to fight?" Bai Chen asked, his voice becoming a little ethereal, echoing in the small space of the secret room, turning into an aftermath that could not be ignored.

Li Silk frowned, as if he had made a lot of determination. He flicked his sleeve, and several scimitars rose with his sleeve, but in an instant, they slashed across his arm, cutting several bloody marks.

Blood Sacrifice.