Chapter 169: The Collapse of the Defense Line
Yang Muqing didn't have the idea of asking the person in front of him about the origin, and coincidentally, the other party didn't want to explain.
Although he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, he could feel the other party's determined eyes.
The two of them are like two hungry wolves encountered in the wilderness, facing a piece of fresh fat meat, they are bound to get it, just waiting for the time to make a move.
"I warned you once, so that you don't meddle in your business."
The voice of the black-robed man didn't sound annoying, and even a little nice, but it seemed a little insincere due to the lack of emotional injection.
When Murong Cao heard this voice at first glance, she suddenly shook up, and opened her mouth to speak, she seemed to have heard it somewhere, and there was some subtle familiarity.
"Sorry, it's not an idle matter."
Yang Muqing replied very honestly, this time the other party did not hide his strength, he could judge that the other party was already close to the demon.
With such a terrifying combat power, even if Bodhi Zi is there, I am afraid that he will have to sweat, and Yuan Su can naturally fight with it, but it is not said that he has a ten percent chance of winning.
"She's about to wake up."
The black-robed man said this as if he had stated "it will rain today", without any ups and downs, and he didn't sound very happy, but he wasn't angry either.
"No matter who you are, you don't have the right to do such a thing."
Yang Muqing suddenly felt a little angry, can he do whatever he wants with his own strength? Xu Qiyao is a living human life, why should she make way for the ghost who once chose to commit suicide?
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to stop me."
The black-robed man really grabbed Yang Muqing's angry gap, and at some point there was a pitch-black machete in his left hand, and the blade had dark lines surging, as strange as a living thing.
"Whoever stands in my way, kill, kill!"
Fortunately, Yang Muqing's movements were not slow, and the wooden sword was withdrawn "heartily", like a flexible snake, holding the momentum of the black machete, making it stop in mid-air.
"Something capable."
The black-robed man's words of praise also sounded joyless and sorrowless, like a pool of stagnant water that would never make a splash.
"Then come again."
"Okay, come again."
The fight scene between the two people was very exciting, but unfortunately Murong Cao and Li Hang didn't have this eye blessing, they could only see that Yang Muqing was also caught in the black fog, and then there were all kinds of swords in the black fog, crisp like copper bells, heavy places like struck, fast places like broken bamboo, gentle places like slippery silk...... I knew that it was very intense, but I didn't know what the outcome would be, so I could only feel anxious in my heart.
Yang Muqing complained bitterly in his heart, Yuan Su awarded him the "Three Swords of Demon Suppression", the first two styles - asking demons and reading killing, he had reached the end of his rope, and his tricks were old, but the black-robed man did not show the slightest flaw.
It seems that the other party is a few ranks higher than Monk Musheng, which makes him dare not use the third type immediately, once his hole cards are fully revealed, it will be even more difficult to have a chance of winning.
Fortunately, his spiritual power is much more abundant than before, and with some of the swordsmanship granted by Bodhizi, he can also resist for a while, as long as he is patient and slowly consumes with him, he may be able to find an opportunity to turn the tide of the battle.
In the midst of the fight, a deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded from the high sky like ink, followed by a second and a third sound......
"You activated the spell?"
Yang Muqing looked at the sky that turned from calm to rage, and was shocked in his heart, this is a warning from the heavens, and it is also a sign of heavenly punishment, the arrogance of the person in front of him is beyond his imagination, and he doesn't put the outline of heaven and earth in his eyes at all.
"If you don't open now, when will you wait?"
The corners of the black-robed man's clothes were hunting in the night wind, and his tone sounded careless.
The thunder rang out seven times in total, each shorter than the other, and the movement was more brutal, and the last lightning ball almost hit Li Hang's feet, scaring him so much that he got under the altar without saying a word, and his body trembled like chaff.
"Li Hang, are you a little timid? Come out! โ
Although Murong Cao's face turned pale with fright, he still pretended to be calm and kicked Li Hang out with one kick.
Born with a vision, it is not a good thing to think about it, they must be vigilant at all times to protect Xu Qiyao's safety.
"Get out of the way, I'm too lazy to kill you."
The black-robed man had a bit of decadence and nobility on his body, and the big knife was waving non-stop, all of which were lifeless fights.
Yang Muqing was forced to retreat, and several openings were opened on his arms, back, and legs, and blood flowed out.
"Heaven and earth Xuanzong, all things have spirits. Inside and outside the Three Realms, the Tao is natural. Received 10,000 times, there is light in the body. The golden light is flashing, and the spirit is forgetful......"
Yang Muqing sacrificed the golden light divine spell that had been adapted by Bodhizi, and hundreds of talisman seals flew out of his arms, surrounding the black-robed people, and attacking at 360 degrees without dead ends.
He wants to use his spiritual power to force the other party to reveal his true body, and it is best to find out the other party's life in one fell swoop and annihilate it on the spot.
The black-robed man sneered, only to see him flick his sleeves casually, and the "manifestation talismans" that made the disguised demons frightened fell one after another, and turned into ashes on the way down, like a black phantom butterfly without a trace.
"You're not a goblin! You'reโ"
Yang Muqing was shocked, there are often only two explanations for the scene in front of him: the other party is a human; The other party is in the priesthood.
The biggest taboo at the time of the battle was that he suddenly stopped, but the opponent's sword never stopped, at this time, Yang Muqing's peachwood sword was a beat slower due to hesitation, and was immediately picked up by the black-robed man A leak - the machete slashed through Yang Muqing's chest, instantly creating a dazzling blood mark.
Yang Muqing was covered in blood, and his limbs were all injured by stab wounds of varying degrees, and he saw that he had lost his combat power.
"Don't guess what the hell I am, to be honest, I don't know."
The black-robed man smiled miserably, quickly turned around, and walked towards the target on the altar.
He has never forgotten for a moment the business of coming here today - resurrecting Xu Xiaoru.
"What do you want to do? I won't let you touch her! โ
Li Hang had recovered from the panic of the thunder from the sky this time, and stood up in front of Xu Qiyao.
"Just you?"
The black-robed man reached out and grabbed Li Hang's neck, carrying him into the air like a chicken, effortlessly.
"You...... Uh......"
Li Hang couldn't breathe well, his face was flushed, his feet couldn't stop shaking, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"Bang knockโ"
The sound of the heavy object falling to the ground, Li Hang was thrown to the ground, his eyes were stunned, and he fainted.
"It's ridiculous to use the mantis arm as a car."