After killing a person lightly, the Demon Sword Scholar took out a snow-white and clean handkerchief, wiped the blood sticking to his hands in a casual manner, and swept his eyes over the bodies of the people who touched the Golden Gate.

Everyone who was watched by him couldn't help but bow their heads.

A cold smile appeared on the face of the Demon Sword Scholar, he was very satisfied with this effect, stretched out his hand and pointed to the headless corpse under his feet, and said in a gloomy tone: "This is the end of resisting me, if you don't want to be in a different place like him, do what I say now." ”

These people no longer have the hard energy they used to have, they were all shocked by his bloody methods, and they didn't dare to gasp when they heard the words, and immediately obediently gathered into a pile, surrounding the Demon Sword Scholars in the middle, and the protection was impenetrable.

"Little man, no matter how powerful your Taoism is, but I'm hiding in the crowd, how can you bear me?" The Demon Sword Scholar had a sneer on his face.

Zhang Tianshi on the opposite side had already finished casting the spell, he stood up from the ground, looked at this side, and waited for the Demon Sword Scholar to be surrounded by people like stars and moons, first he was stunned, and soon, his face showed contempt.

"Think it's safe to hide in a crowd? Old man, I have this magical power, and I have the ability to take the head of the enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops, like probing the bag to take things, hum! The Demon Sword Scholar is a waste, and he still doesn't know that a catastrophe is coming! ”

Zhang Tianshi muttered to himself, then closed his eyes tightly, as if he was blind, and began to make random gestures with his hands in the void.

"Open!"

After the gesture passed, Zhang Tianshi suddenly opened his eyes and snorted softly, and at the same time reached out and slapped his head hard.

I saw a "bang" of flesh, his body trembled for a while, and after several consecutive cold battles, a faint yin wind suddenly blew out of thin air above his head.

This scene is difficult for ordinary people to perceive with the naked eye, but I can sense the truth with the cultivation of the Yin God Realm.

This gust of yin wind was clearly filled with a sharp aura, as if some sharp weapon had come out of the top of Zhang Tianshi's head.

In order to be able to see the mysterious place above his head, I quickly recited a few incantations, opened the Heavenly Eye, and hurriedly looked at the top of Zhang Tianshi's head.

As a result, I was stunned by the scene above his head.

At this moment, in mid-air one meter high from Zhang Tianshi's head, a white light was hovering around his head, as if a long white python was writhing its body, and if you looked closely, this white mang was impressively the appearance of a strange knife.

"Divine Thoughts Transform Blades!" After seeing this clearly, I was shocked.

Because this strange sword of Zhang Tianshi is the same as my seven-star sword, it is also the transformation of divine thoughts imagined out of thin air.

At this time, I saw that Zhang Tianshi's hands changed the law one after another, and after controlling the strange knife to circle a few times above his head, he suddenly stretched out his hand to the Demon Sword Scholar and pointed out his hand with malicious intentions.

With a "whoosh", the strange knife disappeared in a few blurs above his head.

"Not good! The Demon Sword Scholar is about to come in a big disaster! ”

I was shocked, and I hurriedly contemplated a seven-star sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword and shook it fiercely, and intercepted it in the direction of the strange knife.

It's a pity that I visualized too late, and the time was still half a beat slower than Zhang Tianshi.

The seven-star sword had not yet approached, and that white light had already soared straight into the sky like lightning, and then swooped down and drilled into the head of the scholar from the magic sword.

The Demon Sword Scholar had not cultivated Tianyantong, so he couldn't see all this, he could only feel a gust of yin wind blowing towards him, and then his body was like being struck by lightning, and his eyes were instantly devoid, there was a dead silence, his body was crooked, and he fell directly to the ground with his head up.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and they all felt a little inexplicable, and they didn't understand why he suddenly fell for no reason.

"Mr. Ma, what's wrong with you? You okay? A man who touched the golden gate hurriedly squatted down and asked.

After he saw that the other party's eyes were wide open and silent, he put his hand close to the nostrils of the magic sword scholar, and after a while, the person who touched the golden gate suddenly jumped on the spot, and said with a face full of life: "Dead, he is actually dead!" ”

"What? He's dead? ”

"How did you die?"

"Could it be a heart attack?"

"No, I think it's more like a cerebral hemorrhage."

"Maybe it's a myocardial infarction."

………

Everyone talked about it, speculating about the cause of the death of the Demon Sword Scholar.

Among the people present, only me and Zhang Tianshi understood in our hearts that the Demon Sword Scholar had been scattered by the soul of the strange sword, and at this moment, he had already become a soulless corpse.

"Hehe, why don't you guys get out of here? Do you want to stay in the mountains? Let the old man send you to the underworld to report too? Zhang Tianshi rushed in the direction of the Golden Gate, and he couldn't stop smiling.

"Run!" I don't know who shouted this first.

Suddenly, the people who touched the Golden Gate were in a mess, and they all rushed to the bottom of the big black mountain, for fear that they would be killed by Zhang Tianshi's ruthless attack if they ran slowly.

After a while, only the Dragon Seeker Club was left in this clearing, and of course, there were also us who were talking in the shadows.

"What's going on? How could a good Demon Sword scholar die? Isn't that evil? Wang Zhi said with a puzzled face.

"Is it really like they say, heart disease is back?" Du Zhenhai scratched his head and said.

"He was killed by Zhang Tianshi." After speaking, I told them in detail about the experience of the Demon Sword Scholar being erased by Zhang Tianshi with a strange knife.

After Wang Zhi listened, he looked at the Jinmen group who were collecting the results of the battle, and said with some struggle: "Since the Demon Sword Scholar is dead, what should I do now?" Shall we rush out, or shall we just let them go? ”

"Don't worry, let me think about it."

My mind was moving fast.

Although the two boxes of jewelry in front of me are priceless, they are dispensable to me, and it is not difficult for me to make money with my own Taoist skills.

But the turtle pattern purple talisman on Zhang Tianshi's body was too big for me.

Judging from the current situation, Zhang Tianshi has just had a fight with the Demon Sword Scholar, and his mana is definitely not as good as in his heyday, if he and my Jin Ling attack him at the same time, there should be a great chance to kill him.

Thinking of this, I was a little eager to try.

"That's not right!"

After I looked at Zhang Tianshi a few times, a question immediately appeared.

He had obviously killed the Demon Sword Scholar now, but why did he refuse to remove the turtle pattern cover on his body, and he still stood inside without moving.

What's even more strange is that the lips of this dwarf winter melon moved slightly, as if he was chanting a spell in a low voice, and even in the corners of his eyes, there was a hint of a sneer.