The kick of the giant nightmare, not to mention the great power, even has the effect of suppressing spiritual power. The pasture path that flew out upside down couldn't stimulate the spiritual power, and it crashed into the houses behind him in a daze, and after collapsing two or three earthen houses with a bang, they were buried in the soil.

When the three of them attacked the Nightmare, the villagers had already gathered. At first, they trembled, and when they saw the three people of Mujinglu pressing and beating the demons, they became excited, and the bold villagers even walked out of the ancestral hall to cheer for the three of them.

After the pastoral path was kicked away, the villagers were frightened, and they curled up in the ancestral hall of the Hui, looking at the giant nightmare more than five feet tall in horror.

"Daddy, can the three heroes outside beat the monsters?"

The man hugged his daughter tightly, couldn't help but tremble, but said with a determined look in his eyes: "Don't worry, Niuniu, the three heroes will definitely be able to fight." ”

When the little girl heard this, she nodded heavily, as if she believed her father's words.

"Roar!" the giant roared, then stepped out of his legs and slowly walked towards the pasture path buried in the house.

"Knock, knock, knock. Every step of the landing, the houses of the entire village shook slightly, and the dozens of villagers in the ancestral hall turned pale, and there was only fear in their eyes.

"Damn! The sound of the shepherd's cursing came from the mound, and then with a bang, the mound of earth that was pressing on the body of the pasture road was shaken apart.

The Seven Tombs and Lu Zhu, who were besieging the other Giant Nightmare, breathed a sigh of relief and continued to focus on the Giant Nightmare.

Climbed the pasture path behind the mound, patted the dust on his body at will, and the fish intestine sword in his hand had been replaced by a broken sword. As soon as the broken sword appeared, the pale red sword light burst out, extending three zhang long.

"Gah... Squeak!" The demon seemed to know that he couldn't seriously injure the pasture path with one kick, and when he saw the pasture path get up, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he made an ugly, terrifying sound.

The look on the nightmare's face as if looking at food made the trail furious.

"Lao Tzu laughs at your sister!" Mu Jinglu's eyes were red, and he burst into tears, and Ling Bo under his feet was like a cannonball that was ejected, leaving an afterimage, and he ran towards the giant nightmare without fear.

The fierce sword aura of the pastoral path struck, and the giant nightmare was not afraid in the slightest, and the one-eyed on his head even carried excitement and ridicule. The Nightmare's two claws retracted and stretched out, like a Transformer, turning its claws into two serrated black swords.

"Roar!" the giant nightmare shouted at the speeding pasture path, raised the black serrated sword in his right hand, and slashed down at the volley of the pasture path.

The pasture path whose body is strengthened by the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will. The speeding pasture road turned sideways, dodging the giant nightmare's jagged sword very much, and when the sawtooth sword staggered, the broken sword in his hand shrank suddenly, and then slammed it.

There was a muffled thud, and the giant staggered from the massive force of the two swords colliding. With the help of the anti-shock, the trail shook again, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared behind the giant nightmare.

"Hehe!" the corners of Mu Jinglu's mouth curled, and he let out a weird laugh, and the broken sword in his hand rose again, returning to a length of about three zhang, and slammed it into the back of the giant nightmare.

"Roar!" Suddenly, the giant was stabbed by the pasture path, and the broken sword that pierced into the back seemed to cause great damage to the giant nightmare, causing the giant to let out an angry and painful roar.

Although the Nightmare's movements seemed to be a little sluggish, how could it be said that the Giant Nightmare was also in the middle of the orange rank, and after the roar, the angry Nightmare ignored the sword on his back, twisted his waist, brandished another serrated sword, and slashed towards the pasture path.

! You can still fight back when you scream so badly? Mu Jinglu looked at the fast, powerful and fierce sawtooth long sword, and scolded secretly, the sword light of the broken sword in his hand quickly retracted, taking advantage of the momentum of his body falling, he raised the broken sword in his right hand to the back, and then the sword rose again, and slashed down at the giant nightmare serrated long sword.

There was still a loud bang, the nightmare didn't move, and the pasture path was slashed into the sky this time.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the orange level, and the strength of the flesh and the purity of the power are unmatched by himself at this time. I knew that I should take Erha out of the division. Mu Jinglu held back the blood in his throat and thought solemnly.

You can't fight with it!" Mu Jinglu, who was in mid-air, thought with a calm face, and stretched out his left hand, and the fish intestine sword appeared again.

If you can't fight, the pastoral path naturally has to show your high intelligence as a human being.

The pasture path that fell towards the giant nightmare frantically operated the mental method of 'Ling Bo Micro Step', and Ling Bo under his feet never stopped, changing left and right in mid-air.

With the process of falling, countless remnants of the pastoral path appeared in the air, each of which was lifelike, as if it was the body of the pastoral path.

The giant nightmare, who couldn't tell the real from the fake, raised his head and looked at the air with a confused expression, and raised the serrated sword in his hand and didn't know what to do. The sharp pain from the wound on his back made the giant become more and more irritable.

"Roar!" the giant roared angrily, regardless of whether it was true or false in mid-air, the sawtooth sword in his hand kept waving.

It only took a few breaths for the remnants of the Pastoral Path in mid-air to be slashed by the giant nightmare's jagged sword.

"Squeak... Quack!" Seeing the effectiveness of his attack, the giant nightmare let out a smug and ugly cry.

"Hidden fish intestines!" a soft snort came to mind from the Giant Nightmare's waist, interrupting the smug Nightmare. The giant nightmare's face changed, and his body suddenly retreated. The long, jagged sword-like claws slashed down at the side that made the noise.

The figure of the Pastoral Road was indeed in the position of the waist of the Giant Nightmare, and the Giant Nightmare's reaction was also very fast, and when the Sword Move of the Pastoral Road was not completed, it dodged the attack range of the Pastoral Road Sword Move.

Looking at the sawtooth long sword that was about to slash at him, Mu Jinglu did not have the slightest fear in his expression, the corners of his mouth turned up again, and he actually chuckled disdainfully.

"Hidden fish intestines!" the corners of Mu Jinglu's mouth moved slightly, and he drank lightly again.

After a light drink, the form of the pasture path disappeared again, and then reappeared on the back side of the nightmare. I don't know if it was the fluctuation of spiritual power or intuition, the giant that exploded turned around and slashed in the direction where the figure of the pasture road appeared.

Mu Jinglu holds a fish intestine in his left hand and a broken sword in his right hand. He smiled fiercely and shouted, "Break the brave clothes!"

When fighting, everyone's side and rear can barely be regarded as a blind spot for people. Whether it's visually or in the direction of the attack, it takes a lot of time to react.

This is true for humans, as are giant nightmares with only two claws and legs.

Taking advantage of the short gap, the pastoral path used the third form of the fish intestine sword to slam into the back of the giant nightmare again.

With a muffled pop, the Fish Gut Sword plunged into the shoulder armor on the left back of the Nightmare. It's just that what Mu Jinglu didn't expect was that the giant nightmare was not only powerful, but also the defense of its body was amazing.

The fish gut sword was inserted less than two inches before stopping. If it weren't for the nearly one-foot sword on the Fish Intestine Sword, I'm afraid this blow wouldn't have been able to cause the slightest damage to the Giant Nightmare.

Fortunately, the sword of the Sword Pavilion is different, and the pasture path is not in vain.

After the sword rushed into the body of the giant nightmare, it began to destroy the giant nightmare's shoulder rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the giant nightmare's left shoulder was exploded by the sword qi that rushed into the body, and countless small wounds were exploded, leaving black blood behind.

The sword qi of the fish intestine sword naturally also attracted Fang Cai to stab the back of the giant nightmare. After a few thumping explosions, the nightmare's back was also covered with sword marks, wounds from the inside out.

The sharp pain in his back and shoulders caused the giant to roar in pain again, and then stomped on one foot, and an invisible wave erupted from the giant nightmare's body.

This fluctuation suddenly spread out in all directions with countless distorted emotions.

The path closest to the giant nightmare was impressed by the sudden appearance of the soul attack, and his head was shaken with a roar.

Not only that, but the power of the invisible fluctuations was not low, and it swept the pasture path away. With a bang, the pasture road fell out more than ten feet, and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

The Zhihai of the Pastoral Road was greatly affected by the fluctuations of the Fangcai, and the Zhihai was like a violent earthquake and a tsunami.

At the moment of the formation of the tsunami, the sharp corners in the shape of the diamond ring and the shape of the crescent moon at the top of the Linglong Pagoda flashed slightly, and a wave of white and black saw the entire sea of knowledge on the pasture path.

In the blink of an eye, the fluctuations of Zhihai were suppressed.

The change in the blink of an eye in the sea of knowledge made Mu Jinglu's head dizzy for a while, and then with a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Roar!"

The giant roared in rage, and could hear a hint of fear and fear.

The curse embedded in the top of the nightmare's head, with his hands folded in front of his chest, seemed to begin to chant the incantation again.

One by one, the fonts emerged from the Curse's coat and hat, and quickly attached to the Nightmare's body, and the wounds on the Nightmare's back and shoulders visibly healed.

Mu Jinglu endured the pain in his head and got up panting. When he saw the movements of the curse on top of the giant nightmare's head, his face darkened.

I'll go to your uncle!" Mu Jinglu cursed in a low voice, not daring to hesitate any longer, Ling Bo's micro-step mental method rose again, and rushed towards the giant nightmare without hesitation.

Looks like we're going to have to kill the curse on the giant nightmare's head first. The trail in the middle of the gallop thought with a low face, squinting at the curse on the giant nightmare's head.

In the blink of an eye, the Nightmare was back to its full glory. The giant roared in the sky, turned sharply, and rushed towards the pasture path.

"Hidden fish intestines!" As the Pasture Road and the Nightmare were about to collide, the Pathway whispered softly and suddenly disappeared in front of the Nightmare.

The giant was not stunned or frightened, but just curled the corners of his mouth and stood confidently in place.

After two breaths, the expected attack did not appear, and the giant nightmare was puzzled, and the one-eyed man on his head narrowed humanly.

"Break ~ mountain ~ river!"

Suddenly, in the sky above the giant nightmare's head, there was a faint shout from the pasture path.

The giant was stunned for a moment, then bent its legs slightly, and with a contemptuous look, it bounced into the sky.

When the giant nightmare rushed several feet high, the face of the giant in mid-air changed greatly. A killing intent that made the giant palpitations enveloped the giant nightmare.

The curse above the giant nightmare's head seemed even more frightened, his hands pinching in a panic, and the words came out of his mouth quickly.

The black butterfly that had been slain by the Pastoral Road reappeared, blocking the head of the Nightmare and the Nightmare.

"Kill!"

There was another burst of shouts, and a sword light that was more than a foot wide appeared above the giant nightmare's head, glowing red and black, and slowly slashed towards the giant nightmare.

Yes, very slowly, so slow that the Nightmare was confident that he would be able to dodge it.

But no matter how much the Giant Nightmare struggled, the Giant felt as if it was locked by the sword, and that palpitating killing intent never disappeared.

The villagers in the ancestral hall in the village stared at the sword in the air with wide eyes, and did not dare to exhale, as if they also knew that this blow seemed to determine their life and death.

There was a bang, and the entire Biluo Village trembled.

Where the giant nightmare was, it burst out of the sky with dust and black shredded flesh, mixed with black blood.

Bang! Then there was another loud bang, and the pasture path fell from mid-air to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Not only did the villagers poke their heads out and nervously look at the dust that was about to disperse, but even the two people who were fighting on the side stopped with a solemn face.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a breeze blew and swept away all the dust in front of everyone.

The Nightmare had fallen to the ground silently, except for the curse on top of the Nightmare's head still swaying, as if trying to break free of the Nightmare's head.

On the right hand of the pasture path, there were dense wounds after the explosion, and bright red blood trickled down.

Unable to feel the pain in his right hand, he slowly stepped forward to the head of the giant nightmare, looking down at the struggling curse above the giant nightmare's head.

"Won, the trail chief won!"

I don't know which villager burst out to shout, which instantly ignited the eagerness of dozens of villagers. The villagers rushed out of the ancestral hall one after another and came to the edge of Biluo Village, shouting and cheering with all their might.

"Nightmares have a boundary, you shouldn't come to the Xuanwei Continent. Mu Jinglu looked indifferent, and the sword in his hand reappeared, pointing to the curse and continuing: "Since you are here, then don't plan to leave. ”

Mu Jinglu said indifferently, but the killing intent in his tone made the curse more and more crazy. Although he couldn't see the face of the curse, the movement of the nightmare's limbs and annoying roar made Mu Jinglu see horror, and even a trace of nostalgia for life.

Mu Jinglu's originally expressionless face was puzzled at first, and then he raised the broken sword in his hand with a uncertain expression, and swung it towards the curse that was still embedded in the giant nightmare's head, and cut the curse in two at the waist.

The Nightmare's cry came to an abrupt end, and then an unknown breeze blew, and both the Nightmare and the Curse's bodies dissolved into black mist and dissipated across the earth.

Although the color of the pasture path was indifferent, at this time, whether it was the villagers or the remaining giant nightmares, seven tombs, and Lu Zhu not far away, they felt a chilling killing intent from the pasture path.

Pastoral Road slowly turned his head to look at the giant nightmare. Just one glance made the giant feel the threat of death from the depths of his soul.

The giant nightmare did not dare to hesitate, screamed in horror, turned around and prepared to flee.

The screams of the giant nightmare naturally woke up the Seven Tombs and Lu Zhu, who were also shocked by the pasture path. Lu Zhu, who reacted, swung the sickle in his hand, and the blade of the sickle hooked the giant nightmare.

At the same time, one of the seven tombs jumped up three feet high and slashed down at the giant nightmare's head.

The frightened Nightmare had forgotten to resist, and the long knife of the Seven Tombs split the Nightmare in half from top to bottom. The giant nightmare one-eyed was shocked, he didn't expect that he would die so simply, and that he would die under the swords of the two Zhuji Wuzang monks.

"Stinky boy, I still want to go!"

The battle in Biluo Village had just ended, and there was an arrogant shout in the air: "It's your blessing to take a fancy to you for the teacher, and you don't stop, obediently follow the teacher?"

As soon as the voice fell, a young man in black brocade clothes and an old Taoist priest with messy hair and sloppy clothes appeared, chasing each other one after the other.

"This master is not rare!" The young man in brocade roared as he ran, and suddenly saw where the three people on Mujing Road were, his eyes lit up, and he ran behind the three people on Mujing Road.

"Huh, the breath of the orange-level demon?" The old Taoist priest looked crazy, affected by the aura of the battlefield, and suddenly stopped and stood in front of the three of them.

At this time, the spiritual power of the pastoral path road was almost exhausted, and for the strange people who suddenly appeared without knowing the enemy or me, the pastoral path road could only stand calmly to watch the changes.

Mu Jinglu tilted his head slightly, glanced at the young man behind him, and the broken sword in his hand reappeared, ready to fight again. The Seven Tombs and Lu Zhu also had solemn faces and frowns.

The villagers saw that it was not a demon, and although they were a little frightened, they still stood outside the village and watched.

"Did you kill the Orange Rank Nightmare Demon?" the mad old man sniffed around like a dirt dog in the middle of the battlefield, and then suddenly appeared in front of the pastoral path and asked in a deep voice.

The crazy old man didn't seem to be hostile, Mu Jinglu frowned slightly, dispersed the sword, and said respectfully: "It's the kid, I don't know the senior..."

The crazy old man leaned forward slightly, sniffed at the pasture path, and then shook his head disdainfully.

Damn, where did you come from? What do you mean by this disdainful look? Mu Jinglu was secretly angry, but he didn't know the situation, so he didn't dare to be angry for the time being.

The crazy old road approached, and the young man behind the pastoral path stepped back sharply, as if he was a little afraid of the crazy old road.

Regarding the young man's reaction, the crazy old man did not say anything, but continued to lean out and sniffed beside Lu Zhu and the Seven Tombs.

"Hahaha... It's you!" The crazy old man suddenly became difficult, grabbed the Seven Tombs with his right hand, and laughed: "I have finally found the Demon Seal." ”

"Don't want to move my brother!" Knowing that the crazy old Dao in front of him was not much higher than him, but Mu Jinglu did not hesitate at all, and the broken sword appeared and slashed at the arm of the mad old man.

Mu Jinglu is not reckless, he cut off the arm of the old way, even if he offends this person, he will not have a grudge, not to mention that Mu Jinglu deliberately shouted.

The crazy old man looked at the pasture path in surprise, and with a wave of his empty left hand, the pasture path was shaken away, and Lu Zhu was also shocked by the sudden fluctuations and flew out.

"Haha... You don't have to be nervous! Lao Dao laughed wildly, then threw a box towards Mu Dao Lu and continued: "This is Lao Dao's greeting gift, after the disciples of this Dao have achieved cultivation, they will let your brothers meet." ”

"I'll go too!hahaha..."

"By the way, there is also you Bai Yan boy, the old way doesn't look down on you anymore, you are free to get out!"