"Warning: The Soul Mark has detected that you are being attacked by the Evil Dao Sword Immortal, and the specific spatial law is being calculated......"

"Calculation completed: You and the Evil Dao Sword Immortal are in a state of battle, and the battle information judgment will be given according to the perception level of both sides."

"Warning: Your perception level is lower than that of the Evil Dao Sword Immortal, and you can only get the most basic battle information."

"Basic Attributes and Basic Abilities Attack and Defense Decision Calculation ......"

"The reincarnation has its own equipment attribute ability judgment ...... calculating"

"Your defense is 26/2 = 13 points (16 points + 30% enhancement + permanent increase of 1 point + temporary increase of 3 points in the nectar of life), the natural ability increases the basic defense by 15%, and some of the opponent's sword qi attacks are weakened by the passive skill 'hard' that comes with the Velociraptor Finger Tiger, and the damage you take is as follows:"

"The enemy's sword energy attack deals you 50 points per second of continuous damage, and you will be replenished with 30 points of health of the nectar of life for 10 seconds, and the actual damage for 10 seconds is 20 points per second. Your current total health is 260 + 100 = 360 points. ”

"Warning: Samsara 228, you will be seriously injured after 13 seconds, suppressed by the enemy's perception level, and will not be able to get more combat information."

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At this time, Xu Mo's arms had already rested on the old man's shoulders through the violent sword whirlwind. The old sword immortal was already paralyzed by Gao Jian's huge power, although a large amount of sword qi in his body was shocked away from his body, but the paralysis still did not subside, coupled with the huge consumption in a short period of time, he was a little dizzy.

Moreover, the sword qi cyclone also blocked his vision, although he had a premonition that someone in front of him was approaching again, but he had absolute confidence in his body protection sword qi, and he didn't think that anyone could cause damage to himself through the sword qi whirlwind, so he was shocked until Xu Mo's hands were on his already injured shoulders.

However, the old man did not panic, but just glanced at Xu Mo with disdain. He already felt that the young man in front of him was not as terrifying as the thick man just now in terms of strength, although his shoulders and collarbones were a little cracked, but with the strength of this young man, it was absolutely impossible to pinch it off at once.

Even if this young man continued to recover from the injuries on his arms with a certain spell, the sword qi cyclone could not immediately cut off his hands, but as long as he was given another second, the paralysis on his body could be reduced to the point of barely moving, and at that time, even if the young man in front of him had two more hands, it would be impossible to control him.

Of course, Xu Mo also saw the trace of disdain in the old man's eyes, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he smiled hideously, his strength really couldn't pinch the old man's already cracked shoulder bones at once, but as long as there were a few seconds, the quantitative change could achieve a qualitative change, and the purpose of pinching the old man's shoulder bone could still be achieved.

So, does Xu Mo have this time, of course there is, Xu Mo just has such a prop on his body, which can control the old man for so many seconds.

The fragment of "Chiyou Opera" is launched!

Fragment of "Chi You Opera": (Purple level scroll), the scroll contains the important spiritual power of the writer. This item can be used as a one-time consumable. When used on others, because the fragment of "Chi You Opera" retains the mental power of the writer, the recipient will be suppressed by the mental power of the writer of the "Chi You Opera" fragment, and if the hand-to-hand combat grappling does not exceed the level of the writer, the recipient will be paralyzed for 3 seconds, and the paralysis state will be extended according to the situation under the application of the throwing skill.

A golden light that was invisible to the naked eye swept through Xu Mo's body, and the old man immediately felt that through the palm of the enemy's hand on his shoulder, a powerful spiritual force rushed into his body, bombarding his mind heavily. A spiritual storm raged in his mind, causing his consciousness to disappear for a moment, and the sword qi cyclone outside his body lost the urging of its master and dissipated.

As soon as Xu Mo saw that the old man's originally sharp eyes became sluggish and dazed, he took a deep breath, a violent red light flashed in his eyes, his hands squeezed hard, and then put it down, clenched his fists and hammered down fiercely.

Listening to the "click" twice, the old man's shoulders and collarbones were broken, but Xu Mo's attack was not over, his hands were lifted one by one, and the old man was lifted straight above the top, and the two of them stood upright from top to bottom and fell to the ground in a straight line, and the professional wrestling throwing skills were thrown in a line.

"Bang!" As soon as the body of the old man of the Sword Immortal touched the ground, he immediately rebounded high like a shrimp thrown into the oil pot alive, fell again, and rolled towards Gao in the distance, obviously this was Xu Mo consciously controlling the landing point of the throwing technique.

At this time, the old man had been freed from Chi Youxi's mental control, only to feel that his arms were weak and numb, he was unable to lift them, the pain in his shoulders and back was unbearable, and even his internal organs were hot, and it was estimated that he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Hey, hey!"

Before the old man could breathe, he was once again caught by a blood-drenched thick arm with scraps of cloth and scraps of flesh and blood on his arm, firmly pinched his neck and lifted it in mid-air, and a hideous black face full of blood and flesh immediately appeared in front of him.

One hand grabbed the enemy's neck, and Gao gradually severed the other hand, "Bang bang!" The severed elbow struck the old man in the chest and abdomen continuously, and the tremendous force penetrated deeply through the sternum and abdominal wall, imprinting on his internal organs.

"Ahh Like a beast that was cornered, the old man's face, which was red from suffocation, surged again, and directly turned purple and black, roared wildly, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs and scraps spurted onto Gao Yan's face.

The blood water carried the sword aura of the old man of the sword immortal, and although Gao gradually closed his eyes immediately, countless tiny blood holes were still punched out of his face. Under the severe pain, the palm of the old man who was pinched couldn't help but loosen, and the old man's feet propped him up, kicked out fiercely, and collided with Xu Mo, who happened to be coming from behind, and the two of them both turned into rolling gourds.

The old man finally got his first respite since entering the cave. However, the old man did not pursue the two who rolled into a ball. The short time of the confrontation had already taught him the fact that although the two had also suffered heavy losses, and one of them had broken a hand, he would never be able to achieve the final victory in hand-to-hand combat.

However, the old man's strength is not weaker than the two, on the contrary, if it is a head-to-head confrontation, ten Gao gradually plus ten Xu Mo cannot be his opponent, of course, there must be a premise for this, he must have a sword in his hand!

He is a sword immortal, not a boxer, without a sword, it is equivalent to the tiger has no minions, ten percent of the strength has gone to ninety, and the remaining one percent of the strength has been seriously injured by the continuous sneak attacks of the two, and now it is estimated that one percent of the strength cannot be brought into play.

The old man took advantage of the moment of respite, his grim eyes were full of anger, glanced at the two people on the ground, turned his head to look at him, and then immediately revealed a hot gaze. His sword! What he was looking at was the Blood Demon Sword that was firmly hung in the middle of the blood pool by iron cables.

The old man could no longer hold back the idea of taking the sword, although taking the Blood Demon Sword from the blood pool now would interrupt the blood refining and cause the Blood Demon Sword to decrease in power in the future, but it was a thousand times better than dying here.

The old man endured the pain in his internal organs, jumped up, and threw himself into the pool of blood, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the two people behind him got up in panic and flew in.

"Hahaha, it's too late! Do you think that by breaking the old man's shoulders, you can stop the old man from taking the sword? As a swordsman, the old man has experienced a hundred battles, but he can not only control the sword with his hands! The old man of the sword immortal who was in the air let out a wild laugh, and swept into the center of the blood pool like lightning.

Standing next to the Blood Demon Sword, the old man glanced at the two people who were rushing towards him with contempt, opened his mouth, bit the hilt of the Blood Demon Sword, and was about to use the Blood Demon Sword to cut the iron to claim the sword with a flick of his head.

At this moment, the old man suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, and then a cold feeling went straight to his chest and abdomen under his crotch. The old man looked down and saw a person lying on his back under the Blood Demon Sword, this person was soaked in the pool of blood, leaving only his mouth and nose above the surface of the pool.

At this time, this person was holding a cold and sharp fine iron short sword, and stabbed the entire short sword straight into his body from the anus of his crotch, the short sword was not long, but it was enough to stab from the anus to the chest. This person is the third person who has never appeared, the eldest disciple of the Sword Transformation Pavilion - Qingsheng!

The cold feeling in the old man's body immediately turned into unbearable pain, and the shadow of death hung over the old man's heart for the first time.

"Ah~~~~~~h The old man howled in pain, opened his mouth, which had already bitten the Blood Demon Sword, and reflexively flew up and kicked Qingsheng's waist, sending it out of the pool of blood.

Qingsheng received the old man's kick full of internal strength, and flew into the air, opening his mouth to spurt out a stream of blood arrows, and his face, which was originally red because of the control of breathing, quickly turned pale.

It's just that the old man's reflexive counterattack made the already seriously injured body worse, and he forgot that the short sword held by Qingsheng was still in his body, this kick not only kicked Qingsheng away, but also "pulled" out the short sword, and it was not pulled out in the direction of the original stab into the body, it was "pulled" out from the front of the body.

This "pulled" out of the sword from the old man from the crotch to the chest, came a disembowelment, almost all the organs in the old man's body with the short sword "pulled" out, and partially exposed to the body, and even his crotch flew out of half of the withered yang ~ root!

At this moment, the old man of the Sword Immortal froze on the spot, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face, watching his internal organs and stomach slowly slide out.