The black gas instantly arrived in front of Wuchen's eyes, and Wuchen took out an oil-paper umbrella from his sleeve and opened it lightly, and the black gas stayed on the surface of the oil-paper umbrella, as if it was glued to it, and it was no longer aggressive.

Ye Xiu saw the oil-paper umbrella, and picked it at the end of his eyes: "Heh! Xuantian umbrella? The strength is not enough, and the treasures are to be made? If I usually don't bother to bother with you, a milky little kid, but today is different, let's die! ”

Ye Xiu was clearly angry, and his eyes, which were originally charming, burst out with a ruthless aura at this moment.

And Wuchen's expression is diametrically opposed to night cultivation. I don't know what made him happy, he raised the corners of his mouth lightly, it seemed that he was in a good mood, it was clear that the opponent was a demon venerable whose strength was much higher than his own, but he seemed to have not erased the disparity in strength between the two sides.

When Mo Jiu saw the black gas coming out towards Wuchen, he couldn't help but shout "Be careful". But seeing that Wuchen took out an umbrella and easily resolved the moves issued by Ye Xiu, he was slightly relieved.

Ye Xiu suddenly rushed forward, and the person turned into a cloud of phantoms. Suddenly, he appeared in front of Wuchen's eyes again, stretched out one palm, and a dazzling white light emerged from the palm of his hand and hit Wuchen's chest.

Although the distance between the two was very close, Wuchen still took a step back and took out the Xuantian umbrella to block the white light.

It is rumored that the Xuantian Umbrella is made by the Nine Heavens Xuannu and can resist all demonic attacks. It is an extremely rare treasure.

As powerful as the Xuantian umbrella, it also turned out to be a bunch of powder after colliding with the white light.

Wuchen was also shocked by the white light, and bounced out holding his chest.

"You...... It's actually a double cultivation of immortals and demons? ”

Ye Xiu bent his eyes, his red lips raised, and he smiled indescribably coquettishly.

"So what? You are only allowed to use the Xuantian umbrella, and you are not allowed to use the immortal qi in this seat? If it weren't for the use of immortal energy, how could it be easy to break the Xuantian umbrella? ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Xiu didn't give Wuchen a chance to react, and with a stroke of his palms, another cloud of black gas emerged from his palms and attacked Wuchen.

"I want to see how you can block the attack of this seat without the Xuantian Umbrella."

That black gas was many times more powerful than the first move. Hurriedly and violently flew towards Wuchen.

Dustless flew to dodge the black gas. But the black gas chased after it as if it had a tracking missile installed.

Mo Jiu saw that the situation was not good, and took advantage of Ye Xiu's inattention, and walked around behind Ye Xiu, and put a dagger against his neck.

"Give me your moves."

Ye Xiu's eyes flashed, but there was no fear on his face. Even the thin red lips hooked upward: "Jiu, you still don't admit that you are not Jiu." You're all too familiar with this trick. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, get rid of your moves."

Ye Xiu was like a dagger dodging against his neck, leaned against Mo Jiu's body, and said, "The sword has no eyes, and this seat is afraid." The move that was sent out could not be recovered......"

Mo Jiu frowned, and with some force in the hand holding the dagger, a wisp of blood slipped from Ye Xiu's snow-white neck.

"If you're afraid, withdraw that move for me."

Mo Jiu's voice was still cold and without a trace of warmth.

Ye Xiu was just about to lean back again, when suddenly a murderous aura flew towards him, and when he hurriedly made a move to block, Mo Jiu and the dagger behind him had disappeared.

Mo Jiu suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and when he came back to his senses again, he found that she was already behind Wuchen.