Dilemma, dilemma.

Wei He's heart was crazy, but his face remained calm, looking at Chaos and Han Qi indifferently. Although Wei He has lived for a long time and is extremely good at retreating, this will make him leave his apprentice and run away on his own, which is really impossible to do. I can't help but complain in my heart that the master's arrangement is not careful enough, but it is useless to complain now. Suddenly, Wei He had a flash of inspiration, thinking of the sword given to him by his master, the exercises in the sword were the retreat techniques that he had worked hard and practiced for many years, but no matter how you look at the last move, it means fighting with your life, and now you think about it.

Just because I didn't come to a dead end, I used to know that I would run first if I was defeated, but now I have too many worries and worries, and there is absolutely no reason to run, so I can only do my best.

Thinking of this, Wei He laughed at himself, and said in a low voice, "Master, master, what about the trace of vitality that you said?" Wei He's voice was very low, and several apprentices around him heard it, but they didn't answer, knowing that this was the master remembering the teachings of the master, and he was a little emotional. Wei He didn't say anything more, but controlled the double-colored cloud to hover over his head, and then reached out and took out the sword that Wu Yu had given him back then from the storage bag on his waist.

Seven-foot sword, a very ordinary seven-foot sword, the bright silver sword body has a slightly convex back, the sword blade is slightly round and pointless, the sword is silver and flashing, the leather rope is a thread, and the diamond-patterned sword grid. In addition to shining, the meaning of sharpness is insufficient, the meaning of flexibility is insufficient, and even the decoration on the sword is not enough.

However, as soon as this sword came out, Han Qi's eyes were the first to stare at it, followed by Chen Dong, Niu Dali and others. If Chaos had eyes on that face, he would have been attracted to this sword, but of course he would have been attracted to it without eyes.

The advantage of fierce beasts over cultivators is that they have a long lifespan and a strong physique, but the disadvantage is that they cannot enhance their abilities with the help of external objects such as spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and artifacts, so those instruments that threaten them are very sensitive. The small flag in the hands of Wei He's master and apprentice is obviously not an ordinary thing, but the gap in cultivation limits the power of the small flag. Therefore, Wei He can only use the small yellow flag as the center of the command of the Yin and Yang Qi Array. But the sword he took out now looked a little strange, obviously there was no energy fluctuation, but it made Han Zhu and Chaos vigilant. The reason why Chen Dong, Niu Dali and others were attracted was really indescribable, just like this sword body was concerned by thousands of people, and there was an affinity from the depths of the soul that slowly emanated.

Even Ding Cong, who was standing beside Chaos, felt the affinity of this sword at this time, and couldn't help but want to go over and touch it. How do you know that as soon as his feet moved, he was slapped on the ground by a paw of Han Zhu, and a burst of heart-piercing pain spread from his chest to his whole body. Han didn't look at him until he arrived, anyway, the weak water sword was broken, and this strange person in the Heavenly Fortune Lottery was not so important, and became a dead and alive existence. It is precisely because of this idea that Ding Cong was not directly beaten into meat puree, which is fortunate to be thankful.

At this time, after the master took out this sword, the expressions of the Schenk people darkened at the same time. Others don't know what is going on, but they do know that this sword is the sword of the ancestor's conscience.

Asking oneself is a question, Xingshi is asking about sin, and asking the sky is also a question, different questions have different solutions, you can dominate the world, you can command thousands of armies, and you can ask yourself. One of the most incredible is that the Sword of Inquiry can ask its own heart, forcing its own potential power according to the intensity of the mind. At this time, the master took out this sword, I am afraid that it was not used for fighting, but for asking himself.

This asks how great the potential of a sword is to depend on the determination of the sword wielder. The problem is that if you force out your potential, you will definitely be able to defeat the two fierce beasts in front of you? It seems that the master is going to sacrifice his life! This is the source of the uneasiness in the hearts of several people.

When the sword of conscience came out, Wei He no longer hesitated, and was about to pierce the sword with his backhand aimed at his heart. Before the blade could touch his clothes, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. The fierce force was close to Wei He's shoulders, and if he was hit, it was estimated that Wei He's shoulder blades would have to be shattered.

This sudden change made Wei He naturally take a step forward, and at the same time turned sideways to avoid it. The fierce fists were empty, but the owner of the two fists didn't seem to want to give up, and continued to punch out wild attacks, and the two fists hit Wei He like a storm, not wanting to give him the slightest chance to use his sword.

Although Schenk and the others didn't want their master to use the Sword of Inquiry, they wouldn't be indifferent to watching their master being beaten, and several of them attacked the person who attacked Wei He at the same time.

Han Qi saw the opportunity very quickly, and saw Wei He and the others fighting chaotically, and did not hesitate to string it over, this kind of brawl was the most tempered by him, and a flash appeared on the side of Wei He and the others, and he flicked his tail like lightning, ready to take the lives of several people by surprise.

Of course, Chaos will not be idle, but in order to prevent the attack of the dual-color clouds, he did not go over to participate in the brawl, but just took a step forward with the unconscious Lu Sedum, which can be regarded as pressing the formation of Han Zhu.

Several people in the fight felt that a tyrannical wind pressure was about to hit them, and they all stopped to dodge, but several people reacted quickly to avoid the sneak attack of Han Qi. However, because the people who attacked Wei He had to resist the attacks of Schenk's people, their steps to retreat were a little slower, and a piece of flesh was swept off their waists by the whip tail of Han, and when the blood was not left, the wound was automatically sealed by a layer of crystal film.

At this time, everyone saw that the person who attacked Wei He was actually Niu Dali.

Now Niu Dali's waist is only half connected, and the other half is wrapped in a crystal film. There is no blood on his face, and the corners of his mouth are constantly bleeding, which can be said to be quite miserable.

When Wei He and the others didn't understand why Niu Dali suddenly made a move, Han Qi's tiger claws turned back at Weichen beside him in the form of a forty-five-degree angle. Wei He couldn't stab himself with his sword anymore, turned around and swung his sword at the back of Han's neck, and Schenk also jumped out with a fireball to attack Hanqi's belly. Weichen was instantly covered with crystal film, but the small flag in his hand smashed into Han's head. Ren Sheng didn't care about the dragon he was holding in his arms now, and a silver light flew out of the small white flag, constantly slashing at the tiger's claws. Only Di Xiuxiu did not participate in the attack, but just held a thin iron rod and stared at Niu Dali's movements.

In this case, Han Qi showed a raging gaze on his face, and there was no fear at all, but the lightning came out and swung the Questioning Sword, and then lowered his head and breathed a fireball to disperse Schenk's attack with fireballs. just ignored Weichen and Ren Sheng's attacks, and the tiger claws continued to tease upwards and slapped them Weichen's crotch.

The crystal film on Weichen's body was scattered and separated like paper paste, and the whole person was also shot out of the air, and fell heavily on the steel skeleton exposed by the broken wall on the north side, and was stopped for a moment before rolling and falling to the ground. Weichen vomited blood and fainted without saying anything.

Seeing Weichen being knocked away, Wei He's mind was not disturbed, and the Questioning Sword slid in a graceful arc in the air, and every time it fell, it did not leave the back of his neck. Schenk was also constantly sending fireballs on the side, and after Ren Sheng slowly placed the Halle on the ground, he also began a long-range attack on the Hammer, and silver rays flew towards the limbs of the Coffin. However, he obviously underestimated the powerful body of the fierce beast, and after the silver light penetrated the limbs of the sword, he actually only cut off part of the hair, and did not even cut a single wound.

Di Xiuxiu saw Niu sitting on the ground trembling vigorously, knowing that he had lost the ability to fight due to the onset of injuries, so he turned around and smashed the thin short stick in his hand into Han's head like a flying sword. Although the attack of the four masters and apprentices on the Han Qi was swift, the Han Qi was obviously at ease, attacked and defended properly, and began to suppress the offensive of several people.

Wei He wanted to attack Han Zhu with a dual-colored cloud several times, but Chaos was staring at the periphery, so he had no choice but to do it. However, the more they fought, the more bitter they became, if it weren't for Niu Dali's sneak attack, they wouldn't have lost their dominant advantage. However, during the fight, he squinted and saw Niu Dali meditating on his knees, obviously not helping each other, which made Wei He hesitate for a while, not knowing what he thought. And what makes Wei He even more helpless is that Chen Dong and the others have really become spectators now, and they just quit and tied their hands to the sidelines, ignoring them, for fear of harming the pond fish.

At this time, Ding Cong was still lying on the ground, looking up at the battle not far away, although he had the heart to help, but he was really powerless!

As soon as the sigh fell, Lu Jingtian, who was holding in Chaos' hands, slowly opened his eyes, although there was no focus in his eyes, his throat moved slightly, and his lips lightly opened and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, which happened to land on Ding Cong's forehead. Ding Cong felt nauseous, but before he could reach out to wipe it, he felt a cone pain burrow into his mind from the place where he was hit by phlegm.

The thin needle like an electric current pierces directly into the sea of knowledge, slowly turning into shiny words floating in the sky, and then dissipates on its own. Ding Cong suddenly felt that there was something more in his mind, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized that it was actually the information that Lu Jingtian passed on to him.

It roughly means "I made an agreement with Wu Yu to do it, but I don't have the strength to help you anything, here is a door method for the use of soul power, which is the last thing Wu Yu explained, specially for you." ”

Then a method of soul power cultivation appeared in Ding Cong's mind.

Ding Cong was very entangled in his heart, why was it arranged by Wu Yu every time? And it was all related to himself, but is it a bit of a grinder to start learning now? But this is not the time to think about that, so Ding Cong directly closed his eyes and meditated according to the way in the door method, and the soul power was gathered in his left hand.

It's also strange to say, Ding Cong's current soul power reserves, how can he not condense anything, but for some reason, he just feels that there is a phenomenon of soul power gathering in his left hand but not emitting, as if something is missing in the dark.

Coincidentally, not far in front of Ding Cong, a sword hilt that had lost its luster came into view, which was the hilt of the weak water sword. Ding Cong didn't think about it, he crawled forward twice, held the hilt of the sword into his left hand, and then looked up at the chaos not far in front of him. It was found that Chaos didn't care about the person crawling below him at all, but kept shaking his body, as if he was ready to rush into the battle group at any time.

Ding Cong once again gathered his soul power in his left hand according to the door method, this time the hilt of the sword in his hand seemed to be stirred by something, and it flashed brightly, and then a seven-foot sword body reappeared at the front of the hilt, but the long sword at this time was looming, and there was no fluctuation at all, it was more like some kind of projection, virtual but not real.

Ding Cong looked at the long sword that appeared in his hand, his heart stirred, and before he could look closely, he heard a "snap" in the distant battle group, and then Ren Sheng's miserable snort. Ding Cong was anxious, he didn't know what happened to Brother Jie, and when he looked up, he first saw Lu Jingtian in Chaos' hand constantly glancing at him, and then looked at Chaos.

Ding Cong knew in his heart that only by injuring Chaos first could he have a chance to help Wei He and them. But I didn't think about how to hurt Chaos, I just subconsciously stood up and raised my sword over my head, ready to slash at Chaos.

At this time, Lu Jingtian saw it clearly, regardless of the pain, he forcibly raised his breath and shouted, "The poor soul is in my hands, you can't kill me!"

When he heard that the poor soul was still there, Chaos was suddenly stunned by the news. Ding Cong seized this momentary opportunity and slashed his long sword at Chaos's back.