Chapter 1742 - Help

The four swords of Zhuxian are different from each other.

The killing intent is raging, and the momentum is domineering.

The four swords fly, like the only existence in this world, they can destroy the present and the next life.

"How nice it would be if such a treasure belonged to me. ”

Wang Shuo sighed in his heart, even though his body was covered with wounds, he couldn't help but think about these four swords. If this falls into his own hands, how difficult can it be to deal with the Bodhi Patriarch and the Quasi-Daoist?

I'm afraid that this sword array is up to the six heavens, and it is enough to make those great gods jealous.

The Zhuxian Sword rotated, and every time it swung, there was a terrifying sword qi sweeping, and under the continuous rotation, the sword qi had turned into a huge vortex, like a star turning, no worse than the wandering stars at the moment when Wang Shuo encountered.

The Immortal Sword followed, turning into a point of light.

It can kill all the spirits in the world, and nothing can stop it.

Wang Shuo's body was like a fluttering flocculent, moving with the fluctuations, fluttering like a catkins, his body was as light as nothing, and the frequency of attack of the two pistols accelerated, only aiming at the tip of the sword.

But these two swords are really indestructible, and they are also extremely good.

Even Wang Shuo doubted, how many strong people had been killed by these four swords?

Suddenly, the momentum of the Immortal Sword changed, as if there was nothing, there was no longer a trace of fluctuation, only in front of him, silently. However, the speed was not slow at all, but it advanced by leaps and bounds in an instant, directly penetrating Wang Shuo's abdomen.

Without waiting for the Immortal Sword to turn, the Immortal Sword also swept Wang Shuo's back with a sword.

Wang Shuo's skin and flesh were turned open, revealing white bones.

Wang Shuo shot the Flying Immortal Sword and landed aside, his brows furrowed. If someone uses a sword, they can attack its body, which is nothing, but this Duobao Daoist is not in the Zhuxian Sword Formation now, even if he knows that killing the Duobao Daoist can break the game, it is useless.

The four swords of Zhuxian have only swords, no users, and it can even be said that the Duobao Dao people are invincible at the beginning. After all, how did these four swords kill?

Wang Shuo just doesn't use the power of the soul to attack, it is because these four swords are extraordinary, once the power of the soul is used to attack, it is no less than a meat bun beating a dog.

The Zhuxian Sword and the Killing Immortal Sword floated in the air, one left and one right, and the sword pointed at Wang Shuo.

Bang!

In the distance, the Immortal Flying Knife and the Stuffing Immortal Sword collided with each other with all their might, and they were separated, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from defeat.

Looking at the battle between Wang Dao and the Absolute Immortal Sword, the situation is also very bad.

What they are facing now is not an ordinary battle, it seems that there are only the four swords of Zhu Immortal, but in fact, there is also a formation map, plus the strength of the Duobao Dao people.

It can even be said that there may also be the power of the Tongtian Sect Master.

Wang Dao withdrew and flew back, and said in a deep voice: "This thing won't keep fighting, will it?"

Wang Shuo said: "This is the biggest threat. ”

Wang Dao said coldly: "What should we do now? We are not afraid of Duobao Dao people, but these four swords have gone beyond a certain cognitive range. ”

The four swords are divided into four directions and are already ready to attack again.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Wang Shuo whispered: "I expected that I would have this calamity, but I can't count myself, but I know that my life should not be endured here." ”

Wang Dao said coldly: "These four swords break ten thousand laws, destroy the true soul, and destroy the body, which is our nemesis." ”

Wang Shuo sat cross-legged and said with a smile: "No, it's everyone's nemesis." ”

Wang Dao reprimanded: "It's all this time, can you still laugh?"

Wang Shuo closed his eyes, "Go back to your place." ”

Wang Dao snorted coldly, and the moment the four swords were about to attack, he went straight back to Wang Shuo's body.

"There is no appearance, there is no god and no demons. ”

"There is no self, no mind, no soul. ”

Wang Shuo sat cross-legged, his hands together, and for a while, three demon refining diagrams appeared under him.

The pitch-black body was about to drip ink, and the Zhuxian Sword rushed to kill, tearing Wang Shuo in half, but then Wang Shuo healed again like a demonic flame.

Flame Illusion!

This technique is still taught by the demon boy.

The Killing Immortal Sword and the Absolute Immortal Sword came one after another, and the body of Wang Shuo, who had been killed, collapsed and turned into smoke.

The power of the Stuffed Immortal Sword exploded, restraining Wang Shuo's soul, body, and even every drop of blood.

A moment later, Wang Shuo turned into a demon cloud and allowed the four swords to slash wildly.

Outside the array, Duobao Dao sneered, "Have you finally given up struggling? Even if you know how to use this Demonic Flame Illusion Technique, what can you do? When your essence and blood are exhausted, your body will naturally be vulnerable, and at that time, your soul will also be completely destroyed." ”

As soon as his thoughts fell, Duobao Dao people looked ahead.

Worry-free was forced to retreat by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, this Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is really powerful, I don't know how many times stronger than the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

Moreover, Carefree himself has already had a big battle, and this battle is extremely difficult for him.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit is like a peerless immortal, the killing intent of the golden fairy sword is not pure, but it is extremely sharp, her posture is beautiful, and her shot is not beautiful.

As soon as the sword comes out, there are sword shadows in all directions, and every one is real.

Invincible, he was once again forced back by a sword, piercing his left arm.

"Retreat!"

In an instant, a figure flew down, and a sword collided with the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and he couldn't help but fly out of a hundred zhang distance.

Whoosh!

Seven more people fell, and surrounded the Virgin of the Golden Spirit in the middle.

Our Lady of Jin Ling frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "You Eight Immortals want to meddle in this matter?"

Among the eight immortals, Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin stood with his sword in his hand and said indifferently: "We have promised others something, we will not break our promise." ”

Tie Guan Li laughed and said: "Forgiveness, forgiveness, the eight of us have always been of the same mind, but we are afraid of this battle, we will not choose to go it alone." ”

Duobao Daoist took a step forward and said coldly: "It seems that you are planning to die here." ”

Lan Caihe shouted: "I've long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, the demon clan under your command is doing evil, and I haven't asked you to settle this account yet." ”

Duobao Daoren's eyes suddenly turned cold, "I don't know the thickness of the sky, the bastard." ”

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling brandished the golden sword and said indifferently: "Since you are here, then don't leave alive." ”

Tie Guan Li laughed loudly, turned over and smashed the head of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling with a cane, and the gourd on his waist slapped out, and a flood gushed out.

Han Zhongli also laughed to himself, the pu fan shook, and the wind was raging.

Just a moment's action made Wuwu and others look ugly.

What is Fit?

These Eight Immortals are the real cooperation!

Each other understands their own intentions, a look, an action is enough. Eight people shot, just like one shot.

On the other hand, the twelve of them only complement each other, but they can't do this to the point where they have the same mind.

He Xiangu chuckled and said, "That girl is Wang Shuo's wife, right? What is the killing intent most afraid of? Don't you know? If you don't make a move, Wang Shuo will really be trapped and die in the Zhuxian Array." ”

Our Lady of Turtle Spirit said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Duobao, are we?"

"There's no hurry. ”

Duobao Daoist said coldly, "It's just eight immortals, what can I do?"

One of the big feet of the heavenly dome fell out of thin air, crushing the demon clans, and the barefoot immortal stepped into the air, laughing: "Then what if you count me?"