"Boom!"

"If I had been naïve, I might have believed it, hahaha!"

"Sow discord! Hmph, how could I fall for your little doll!"

"You didn't know where you were when I played this!"

The monk stared at Xiaochen coldly and snorted coldly.

Another mid-formation level monk in the crowd secretly sighed, fortunately he didn't really kill himself for those two holy weapons, fortunately he wasn't tempted, it was really lucky.

Although he was not afraid of him, it was better not to fight unnecessarily, life mattered, and after the monk came out of the mausoleum, he felt that only being alive was real, and everything else was fake.

The monk put his hands behind his back, his eyes flashed with a hint of wisdom, and he stared at Xiaochen and continued: "However, your proposal is not bad, I have no opinion, why don't you give me a holy weapon first, how about we continue to trade?"

Xiaochen snorted coldly: "You have a big appetite!"

"Hehe, it's not that I have a big appetite, it's just that this holy artifact is too tempting. ”

The monk's eyes were burning and he stared at the holy weapon in Xiaochen Zhang Tairan's hand, and said.

Xiaochen smiled, nodded, and said, "Indeed." ”

In an instant, his face changed, the corners of his lips slanted, and he snorted coldly: "However, people with big appetites generally die miserably!"

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a golden and blue sword qi was slashed out in mid-air.

"Huhu~"

The chilling sword qi swept wildly, bursting towards the monk.

The monk was frightened, and suddenly, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and the thunderclouds rolled above the sky, and the thunderclouds flashed and thundered, and countless thunderbolts were thundered down, and the ground was blasted out of scorched black craters by the thunder, and the earth splashed with slow white smoke.

The spirit yuan in the monk's hand was frantically condensed, and the formation under his feet slowly took shape, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn!"

"This kid is a cunning boy who has been delaying his recovery!"

The figure retreated, sacrificing the spirit soldier and slashing towards Xiaochen.

The sword qi blasted out by Xiao Chen swept wildly, and a little under his feet, stepping in front of the monk who was "alone in the world", the holy sword stabbed and slashed, and frantically bombarded the monk's spiritual soldier.

"Jingle Bell!"

The two swords intersected, and the sparks flew everywhere.

The two figures intersected extremely fast, and it was impossible to tell who was in the field, only to hear the constant harsh sound of metal colliding.

"Ding!"

The two figures met unexpectedly, the two swords intersected, the sparks flashed, the sparks splashed and the sword qi surrounded the two of them, and the reflection of the monk was reflected in Xiaochen's eyes, and the monk also glared at Xiaochen.

"Click!"

I only heard a slight sound coming from the place where the holy sword in Xiaochen's hand met with the spirit soldier in his hand, and I saw that the crack on the spirit soldier visible to the naked eye quickly cracked, becoming denser and denser, and the monk's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and with a twist of his body, the violent spirit yuan exploded at once, shaking Xiao Chen back a few feet, and the formation under his feet bombarded Xiao Chen.

Just as his figure retreated, the spirit soldier in his hand clicked and scattered, the sword qi cut down by the holy sword swept through, cutting through his body protection qi, and several blood holes popped out of his chest, and the flying spirit soldier fragments slashed across his cheeks like streamers, leaving a deep blood mark on his cheeks, and the headbands that tied his hair were also chopped, staring at Xiao Chen, his fingers touched the wound on his cheeks, and he shouted angrily: "I want you to die!"

Xiaochen's figure swept quickly, and the formation stuck to Xiaochen like a maggot attached to the bone, Xiaochen was helpless, the formation-level formation could only be broken, otherwise it could only be strangled.

"Cangyue Sword Technique!"

Blasting out the most aggressive sword move in the Cangyue Sword Technique, the red sword qi tore through the air with a dazzling thunderbolt and blasted towards that formation.

Rumble!

The red sword qi swept through the entire formation, and five earthy yellow halberds rumbled out in the formation, shattering the sword qi swept by Xiao Chen with the sound of breaking through the air.

The buzzing vibration of the formation, connecting the source of heaven and earth, one after another invisible waves of qi burst out, reverberating ripples in the air, the formation suddenly became larger, and Xiaochen was shrouded in the formation.

Xiaochen took a deep breath, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and sighed softly: "I'm trapped." ”

"Boom!"

"Boy, as long as you obediently hand over the holy sword, I will let you go, otherwise I will wait for you to turn into a pool of blood and take it myself. ”

The monk crossed his arms and stared at Xiao Chen in the formation and sneered.

Xiaochen shook his head and snorted coldly, his hands were sealed, and his divine sense was released.

Looking at Xiaochen's movements, the man snorted coldly: "Stubborn!"

"You seem to have neglected me!"

"Click!"

A knife exploded in mid-air like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Boom!"

The sword swept through, and the holy light raged, slashing frantically at the monk.

"Damn!

"I didn't expect his strength to recover so quickly!"

At this moment, the group of monks panicked.

The monk hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the group of monks behind him, "If you want to live, let's go together!"

"Whether it's alive or a holy weapon, let's go together!"

"Kill him!"

The strength of the Zhang family is covered with only one hand in Yangnan County, Zhang Tairan's current strength recovery is definitely not in his heyday, if he doesn't start now, when his people find here, it will be difficult to leave.

"Boom!"

Several spiritual elements bombarded, Zhang Tairan's eyes froze, his feet shook, his figure swept into the air, the holy light on the holy knife flowed, the blade buzzed, and a huge black shadow appeared behind Zhang Tairan, covering the sky and the sun in front of everyone's eyes, and under the huge shadow, all the monks were shocked.

Hallows and Spirits!

I saw that the wings of the huge black shadow shook, and the wind swept violently in the air, and many monks only felt that their center of gravity was unstable, and they involuntarily wiped the ground and slipped backwards.

"Boom!"

A stream of black streamers rained down, and the attacks of the monks were instantly covered by a large black streamer, and the white smoke filled the air.

The black streamer smashed through the spirit elements condensed by those monks like a bamboo, leaving thumb-sized blood holes in their chests, arms and thighs, and the blood gurgled and screamed.

The streamer hit the ground, and it was a feather as black as ink!

"Shoot together!"

The monk faintly had the role of a leader, and shouted angrily as he saw that this machine spirit had injured many people with just one bombardment.

The monk who dodged the bombardment of those black streamers looked at the black shadow that covered the sky, his eyes were condensed, if he didn't work hard, he would definitely die, and maybe there would be hope for life after he worked hard!

Kill!

"Break it for me!"

......

Whoa!

The countless spirit elements condensed by the monks once again violently bombarded Zhang Tairan.

Zhang Tairan shouted violently, and the golden light on the holy knife was magnificent, as dazzling as a red sun.

"Boom!"

The cold sword gang slashed down, and all the spirit elements that came were cut open by the sword gang, and they were divided into two, Zhang Tairan was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, wildly waving the holy knife, and the sword gang swept with a large area of blood rain.

"Jingle Bell!"

As long as the monk who was in close contact with Zhang Tairan was destroyed, the stumps and broken arms flew sideways, and blood splattered......

For a moment, all the monks felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

They retreated one after another, Zhang Tairan dragged the holy knife like a killing god, and the spirit yuan on his body surged, walking forward step by step, leaving a long knife mark on the ground.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a violent shaking of the ground, and a loud bang was followed by a puff of dust and smoke.

"Whoosh!"

A figure burst out of the dust and smoke towards Zhang Tairan.

"Bang!"

A figure fell, raising a cloud of dust.

A slightly embarrassed figure walked out, the corners of Xiaochen's lips were smeared with undried blood, and there were several bubbling blood holes on his body, and his hair was scattered, looking like Shura who had just come out of the underworld.

"Damn, I'm not dead!"

The formation-level monk led by him was shocked and shouted violently.

"Hmph!

"Brother Zhang, leave the rest to me, you have completely angered me!"

Wow!

A scarlet glow of blood shot out of those eyes.

Before the words fell, a gust of wind flashed, and the cold sword qi swept through, and the thunderstorm rumbled down in the sky.

"Boom!"

One by one, the bewitching thunder lotus spun and fell, exploding violently.

The thunder yuan swept like a wave, the ground was scorched black, and the thunder was still shining in the dirt, and the golden sword qi was like a rainbow The formation-level monk was in the middle of the thunderstorm, his hair instantly turned into nothing, his body flashed with thunder light, and his skin was scorched black blood like a pillar, and he screamed miserably.

The rest of the monks were not spared, and under the double attack of thunder light and sword qi, blood gushed in their mouths, and blood shot out from the blood holes on their bodies.

Whoosh!

A figure shuttled through the crowd, bringing up large swaths of blood......

Boom!

The ground cracked, a figure rushed out of the crowd, the holy sword was inserted into the ground, kneeling on one knee, his chest rose and fell, his face was pale, and he said coldly: "You all deserve to die!"