The river of blood was gone, and six dried stinky skin sacs fell to the ground, leaving only one person covered in blood, staggering and floating in the air.

"What to do? We've been stuck together ever since...... man muttered.

"It's a good thing we've worked out such a method of symbiosis, otherwise we'd really have to go to Hades......" the man muttered to himself.

"Fortunately, I'm going to kill this little demon! No one will stop me!"

"No one will stop you, the seven of us are in the same breath, and we will definitely kill this little demon. "Tianshuzi is still very steady.

"Let's go, go up, go up and ......," Qizi muttered, eager to try.

Wu Bihao watched for a while, quietly waiting for the Thousand Swords Array to recover, and condensed the killing momentum again - having already comprehended the sword talisman spell of the Seven Sons, Wu Bi looked at the injury inwardly, which was probably enough for them to fight after eating the damage of two thousand swords in one blow.

"Isn't the little demon still trying to sneak attack us with our sword array?" Qizi laughed, and as soon as he raised his hand, he closed the formation eyes that Shen Mingxuan was firmly holding, "Are we really stupid?"

After that, the seventh son used his fingers as a sword, turned around and struck, and Shen Mingxuan's body instantly had seven more permeable blood holes, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Robbed your divine sword, how much ...... we have to collect for this kind of rotten apprentice" Qizi laughed cruelly and put his fingers on his chest again, "The one in the turtle shell seems to be good, and it caused such a big stir when it broke the initial realm, which is enough to inherit our mantle." ”

Wu Bi narrowed his eyes, and the red light flashed in his eyes, and he knew where the confidence of the seventh son came from - the soul saw that in the body floating in the sky right now, there were actually seven souls.

The move that the seventh son turned around and hit Shen Mingxuan just now seemed to be a sword finger, but it was actually a seven finger...... If you look at it this way, the seventh son must do the same to himself, and also poke the Nth power blood hole of the seven?

"When you are stabbed, you don't bleed, and when you are beaten, you only break your skin...... Could it be that you little demon is really an immortal?" Qizi Piaoqi changed his position and circled Wu Bi to find a flaw, "Let's see if you really kill but don't die, or if you are just rougher in skin and thicker in meat......"

The Seven Sons repeated their old tricks, and once again they fought while talking, and raising their hands was a stab; Wu Bi already knew their routine, and Zi Xinglu was not close to him, so of course he would not be stupid and add another wound for no reason.

A harrier turned over, and Wu Bi used the dragon tortoise shell as a cover to block the blow of the seventh son.

"He's scared, he's scared!" Qizi shouted excitedly, "Fight and fight again!"

As he spoke, Qizi's wrist flew up and down, and the sword qi rose vertically and horizontally, covering the place where Wu Bi was, and Wu Bi couldn't dodge it.

"Why don't you use your sword qi?" Tianquanzi was still on guard against Wu Bi's uncertain slash, "Isn't it possible that you can't do whatever you want, you have to hit still life?"

Wu Bi didn't answer, and Tianquanzi shouted even louder: "I'm angry! I knew that this was the case, our natal sword could have been saved!"

The seventh son beat his chest and paused: "You little demon, when our sword array gathers momentum, we will beat your flesh into mud! I see if you will die or not!"

Wu Bi sighed faintly, and looked at the dragon tortoise shell helplessly-a stick of incense that was said, this is almost half an hour younger, Qu Nansheng, are you finished?

Looking at the Seven Sons in the air again, Wu Bi knew that with his own strength alone, it would be difficult to kill the seven souls of this treacherous and cunning - unless they were willing to fight him in close quarters, otherwise the Soul Guide Fist would be useless.

At this time, Wu Bi had already called Xu He in Xiaoliang Chaoli with his clone, sat beside him, held his chin and said, "Brother Xu, do you think...... How long will Qu Nansheng be?"

Xu He looked at his nose and nose, but he still couldn't hide the smile on his face: "I can't say, I can't say it...... poof"

"Brother Wu, you're welcome, let me out, and finish them off with a sword. Xu He laughed halfway, and said, "Anyway, the law of the stars has gone, won't it be okay if you cut off the seventh son?"

"When you cut it, can you let me go out and have a look?" asked Hulai with a wink of slender eyes - when the battle began, Wu Bi's clone had been talking to Hulai and Xu He about the outside world, and they had been coming up with ideas.

Although what he said was similar to what Wu Bi thought about himself, he couldn't talk about it, and he could always strengthen Wu Bi's confidence.

But seeing that Qu Nansheng was taking longer and longer, Wu Bi also felt that this might not be the way, if he could kill the seven sons with one sword, even if he changed places, it seemed to be safer.

Just as Wu Biyi gritted his teeth and was about to let Xu He out, the dragon tortoise carapace suddenly shook, and there was a crisp sword roar that resounded for hundreds of miles-Qu Nansheng was successful.

Qizi was a little flustered, raised his hands high, and instantly smashed down seven seven forty-nine sword qi, don't nail Wu Bi to death;

Wu Bi raised his head and saw a magical scene in his eyes - the sword qi falling from the air was like a drizzle falling on a transparent water umbrella, causing layers of ripples, giving Wu Bi the illusion of watching the spring rain at the bottom of the lake.

Immediately afterwards, Qu Nansheng let out a long roar, and the ginger water sword in his hand shook, slowly stabbing the seventh son in the air not far away.

A vague passage suddenly appeared in the air, leading from the tip of Qu Nansheng's sword to the middle of Qizi's chest......

Everything seemed to turn into slow motion, and Wu Bi could clearly see the expression on Qizi's face change - from surprise, to shock, to panic.

Qizi opened his mouth to shout something, but because the sword light was too fast to hear it, they seemed to pan slightly in glue, and the vague passage took away Qizi's left shoulder......

"What kind of sword technique is this-" Time returned to normal, and the seventh son raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Get up!"

After that, the seventh son held his right hand, and a thousand swords burst out, and countless sword lights stabbed Wu Bi and Qu Nansheng, and there was no way to avoid it.

Qu Nansheng seemed to be unable to see the chilling sword light, his wrist turned around as he wished, and another path drew an arc, sweeping the body of the seventh son......

At the same time, a thousand swords stabbed in front of him, turning into ripples and dissipating again, and Wu Bi was amazed, and then the passage swept through Qizi's right crotch, shaving off half of his body.

"Run—" Tianquanzi shouted, and Qizi turned around.

However, just as the Seven Sons were about to flee, he saw a figure in front of him standing firmly, and stabbed himself in the heart with a sword......

There were seven blood holes on that person's body, and the expression on his face was distorted, it was none other than their most beloved eldest disciple, Shen Mingxuan.

"Don't die! Sixth...... I!" Tianquanzi tore his voice, but he couldn't finish the second half of the sentence, and fell to the ground.

Wu Bi's eyes flashed red, and he clearly saw that the seven souls dissipated one by one, and then the system prompt popped up, and he was relieved.

Qu Nansheng stared at the Jiang Shui Sword in his hand, Wu Bi patted his shoulder, and beckoned Yu E to do it immediately—there are many things I want to say, but I have to wait until I go back.

At this moment, the connection that had just been established by the homing spell was suddenly cut off by a sword intent.