It turned out that the silver thread that Bai Ziyang had pierced into Bai Mist's body before was actually connected to Bai Ziyang with spiritual power. It's just that before Bai Ziyang knotted the spirit seal, these silver threads couldn't be seen.

Bai Ziyang's left and right index fingers were slightly buckled, and Bai Mist's muscles and bones seemed to start to collide uncontrollably against the outside of his body.

The pain is certain, but Bai Wu has long been a person who has lost his feelings and touch, watching his blood flow down the silver thread, but he is much happier. "The swordsmith family is really different, all the weapons can surprise people. If you don't forge a sword in the future, help me forge some other weapons, I need you very much. ”

Bai Mist's indifferent tone made Bai Ziyang a little surprised, but then he smiled coldly, and the middle finger of his left hand was also clasped, and the silver thread became even tighter in an instant.

"Receive. With the movement of Bai Ziyang's fingers, Bai Mist's body also moved. The skin was strangled with blood strangled by silver threads, and Bai Mist's eyes became cold.

"I'm the one who made the puppet, is Young Master Bai trying to turn me into a puppet?" Bai Mist's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he glanced at the arm that was pulled by Bai Ziyang.

A cold spiritual power suddenly spread along the silk thread in Bai Ziyang's hand to Bai Ziyang's left hand. In just an instant, a layer of white frost had condensed on Bai Ziyang's left hand.

"Open. Bai Ziyang's voice was still low and unchaotic, the palm of his left hand suddenly opened, and the silver thread in his hand was like a petal, blooming in an instant.

Looking at the white mist again, there was dripping blood on his arms, and a lot of skin and flesh were torn apart by Bai Ziyang's silk threads.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. The white mist let out a low groan, and the black unidentified object in his right hand suddenly raised in front of him. "Moche, unsheathed. ”

It was just two faint words, but Bai Ziyang's pupils suddenly dilated, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed to believe the name he had just heard.

Ancient magic weapon, magic cut.

The black package gradually receded, and only an axe-like blade was seen tightly held in the hand of the white mist. No, it's not so much that the white mist is holding the magic cut, but that the magic cut is tightly wrapping the white mist's arm. The handle of Moche's axe is not an ordinary axe, but is directly inserted into the arm of the White Mist, and if you want to take the Moche away, you must cut off the arm of the White Mist.

The white mist holding the magic cut is using his own spiritual power to feed the demon cut, but looking at the majestic spiritual power on the white mist's body, even if it is to offer a few more magic cuts, it is not a problem.

Many so-called magic weapons are just eaten by the user because they are too low. A truly powerful person is one who is able to harness all the magic weapons. Although it seemed that the white mist was being manipulated by the Demon Cut, as soon as the white mist waved his hand, a buzzing sound unique to the ancient magic weapon came out of the white mist's hand.

"I'm sure you know this weapon too, so I'm not going to be wordy. Bai Mist touched the magic cut in his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of danger. "I don't know how my magic cut is compared to your moon slashing?"

Originally, I thought that Bai Wu was going to use the magic cut in his hand to cut off the silver wire, but he didn't expect that Bai Wu's right hand that was entangled in the silver wire suddenly turned around in the air, and put all the silver wires on the arm of his hand, allowing Bai Ziyang to strangle the flesh on Bai Wu's right hand to line up the flesh and tear out the flesh, and Bai Wu still had a cold and arrogant face.

Bai Ziyang frowned, he didn't expect that Bai Wu was actually using his left hand to use the weapon, and his silver thread just now could not enter his left arm, it turned out that this was the reason. The hand that uses the weapon will be well protected at any time, and the right hand is not often used, so Bai Ziyang Chen took advantage of it.

Bai Mist grabbed the silver thread in his hand with one hand, and the magic cut in his left hand slashed towards the silver thread. But instead of cutting off the silver thread, a burst of sparks was rubbed on the silver thread, and an electric current rushed along the silver thread to the spirit seal in front of Bai Ziyang.

"Not good!" Bai Ziyang frowned, his body jumped slightly, but it was too late, and the spirit seal was knocked back in front of Bai Ziyang because of the collision of the other party's spiritual power.

Even so, fortunately, a burst of silver light suddenly burst out around Bai Ziyang's body, "Hum!" Suddenly the entire street was lit up, and Hua Jiangyue's face also looked extremely haggard in the silver light. Bai Ziyang's barrier blocked the light for Hua Jiangyue, allowing Hua Jiangyue to lie quietly in place.

After the light dissipated, Bai Ziyang's moon-slashing sword was horizontal in front of him, his hair was scattered in the air, and his body was still not stained with dust.

"We've already delayed too much time, let's find out now!" A furious roar came out of the throat of the white mist, and the magic cut in his hand was raised high, only to see wisps of black mist condense towards the magic cut. The crows of the white geese around them flew one after another, surrounding the white mist, making a terrible cry.

The crows around him began to swirl in the sky, and after being surrounded by black smoke, Morche slowly began to grow in size.

Bai Ziyang watched as Bai Mist continued to absorb the black qi around him, and the crow began to fly into the house where the eaves had been lifted.

At this time, Bai Ziyang suddenly understood, no wonder no matter how loud the noise outside was, the long street was still extremely quiet, and there was not even a dog.

Bai Ziyang looked at the magic cut in Bai Wu's hand, looked at the surrounding houses, and frowned. It turned out that all the people on this street were dead.

And now, the Demon Cut is slowly becoming huge, absorbing nothing else, but the resentment and death of the dead people around him.

"Soul Eater. A weak female voice came from behind Bai Ziyang, causing a burst of surprise to flash in Bai Ziyang's eyes.

"Yue'er, you're awake!" Turning around, Hua Jiangyue had already staggered to her feet, although Bai Ziyang wanted to turn around to support her, but thinking of the white mist in front of him, Bai Ziyang could only look at Hua Jiangyue from a distance, and asked worriedly: "Yue'er, are you okay?"

Hua Jiangyue waved her hand, covered her chest and looked at the white mist surrounded by lifeless qi in front of her, and said coldly: "I'm not his opponent, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to deal with him." Let's find a way to hold him back, and then take the opportunity to escape. ”

Wiping a handful of blood from the corners of her mouth, Hua Jiangyue looked at Bai Ziyang beside her, she obviously fainted, but she could feel a gentle force poured into her body, like moonlight.

"Thank you. Hua Jiangyue looked at Bai Ziyang and kept a distance from herself, but she was surrounded by Bai Ziyang's spiritual power, and Hua Jiangyue knew that he was protecting herself all the time. So even when he was fighting with Bai Wu, Bai Ziyang's eyes always stayed on Hua Jiangyue's side.

Bai Ziyang smiled, and the slashing moon in his hand reflected his face very softly. "It's fine if you're okay. ”

"Yes? But now you're in trouble. Bai Mist's voice was cold, and the surrounding dead air suddenly dissipated, and at this time, look at the magic cut in Bai Mist's hand, it has turned into a huge plate axe.

Bai Ziyang turned his head, looked at the axe in Bai Wu's hand, stretched out left and right slightly, and a silver light instantly shrouded Hua Jiangyue's side, tightly wrapping Hua Jiangyue.

"What are you doing?" As if sensing that she couldn't break the barrier in front of her, Hua Jiangyue suddenly widened her eyes and looked at Bai Ziyang who was standing not far from her, with surprise in her eyes!

And Bai Ziyang didn't say a word, just turned his head and smiled at Hua Jiangyue, the tip of the Moon Slashing Sword in his hand was facing Bai Mist, his lips opened and closed slightly, and said, "Come on." ”

"Are you stupid!" Watching the white figure fly towards the white mist, Hua Jiangyue's pupils instantly dilated. He wanted to use his spiritual power to break the barrier in front of him, but he coughed twice, covered his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Finding that she couldn't break free from the shackles in front of her, Hua Jiangyue looked at the back and sighed deeply: "Stupid, what are you doing...... Why are you all fighting to get away from me......"

In fact, Hua Jiangyue has always known that Bai Ziyang's strength is not bad, and it is even possible to catch up with Luo Yue in his current state. But the man in front of him can almost be compared to Luo Yue in a normal state, Bai Ziyang is gone, maybe he will never see Bai Ziyang look back again.

"Touch!" In a loud bang, Bai Ziyang's blood collided with the demon cut, Bai Ziyang's arm was numb, if it weren't for the spiritual power in his body to withstand the pressure, the meridians of Bai Ziyang's arm might have broken instantly.

"Black cut. Bai Wu looked at Bai Ziyang who was close in front of him, and spit out two words in his mouth faintly, and saw a terrible scream coming from the Demon Cut.

"Giggle...... There was a sound of bone joints colliding on the Demon Cut, and suddenly the Demon Cut cracked through the middle, wrapping the Moon Slashing Sword in the body of the axe!

Originally, I thought that Moche would split the Moon Slashing Sword, but because the Moon Slashing Sword was very hard, Moche actually wanted to melt the Moon Slashing Sword into his body!

"Black Fire. Bai Ziyang suddenly felt a burst of scorching flames burst out from above the Demon Cut, instantly burning the entire Demon Cut red, and even the Moon Slashing Sword was burned red by the heat!

"Strange fire!" Bai Ziyang's brows instantly wrinkled together, and his left hand hurriedly sealed with one hand, and the palm-sized spirit seal flickered in Bai Ziyang's palm. Bai Ziyang pushed the spirit seal in his hand towards the hilt of the Moon Slashing Sword, and a dazzling light suddenly emitted from the Moon Slashing Sword.

pushed back the heat on the magic cut, but Bai Ziyang's left hand was burned. Although it was separated by the Moon Slashing Sword and the Demon Cut, Bai Ziyang's left hand was still severely burned by the strange fire of the white mist.

"Since you don't forge a sword for me, then don't think about casting weapons for others with your hands!" Bai Mist's eyes were cold, and the magic cut in his hand let out a buzz, shaking left and right, shaking Bai Ziyang far away.