"Jingle Bell ......"

A series of sounds like wind chimes rang out, which seemed particularly abrupt in the shadow of the sword light.

Ying Chengfeng, who was lurking in the water, changed his face slightly, and he clearly sensed the incomparably huge murderous aura contained in this piece of knife light.

His spiritual power was filled with boundless evil energy, and if he used two super-grade spirit weapons to stimulate it, he would naturally have such a might. But this powerhouse surnamed Hu Baiyin Realm was just an ordinary martial artist, but at this moment, the aura he released was eerie and terrifying, and it seemed to be incarnated as a terrifying demon king, with a strange and magical voice enveloping forward.

Wei Zhongliang screamed, and the true qi of his whole body was running to the limit, stimulating his own protective power as much as possible.

It's just that, under the influence of the strange sound of the big knife, his movements have obviously been greatly affected. His eyes were a little misty, and his movements became slow.

Ying Chengfeng's head hurt slightly, he lurked among the aquatic plants on the edge of the island, but after listening to this voice, his mind turned out to be full of illusions, and the seaweed around him seemed to have turned into skeletal hands, pulling him firmly. Moreover, in his ears, he also heard the howling of the yin wind and the roar of the ghost.

He secretly screamed in his heart, his teeth were chalked, and he bit hard, and the tip of his tongue was suddenly dripping with blood.

The sharp stinging pain hit the brain domain, Ying Chengfeng smiled bitterly, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared, but the strange sound heard in his ears still made people have a chalky feeling.

His gaze fell on the long knife in the hand of the old man surnamed Hu, this knife had a strange shape, after absorbing a mouthful of blood from its master, the black light on the knife body was swirling, as if there were countless chalk souls permeating out. It is precisely because of the influence of this huge resentment that people have all kinds of incredible hallucinations.

Ying Chengfeng was so far away from the two of them, but he was also affected so much, Wei Zhongliang was only a few steps away from him, and the impact was naturally greater.

But after all, he was a powerful Silver Realm powerhouse, and once he found out that something was wrong, he suddenly roared wildly, and the originally slow down movements immediately became faster again.

Layers of sword light emerged from the tip of the sword, like a blooming lotus flower, blocking out all the infinite yin and evil spirits.

At the same time, he roared loudly: "Old Monster Hu, although the Absolute Spirit Sword is powerful, how can it help me." ”

The blue-robed old man's eyes flickered, and he roared violently, turned the tip of the knife upside down, and stabbed it into his shoulder socket.

Suddenly, blood splattered, a large amount of blood flowed into the blade and turned into a cloud of black mist, and his face was even more hideous and terrifying, almost as terrifying as a ghost.

Wei Zhongliang's face changed greatly, he exclaimed, the long sword in his hand shook, and countless sword lights danced across the country, forming a huge sword net. But he himself flew backwards, and did not dare to stay here any longer.

The Hu family's forces greatly damaged the Wei family and others to take advantage of the situation to seize the territory of the lake region. But he, Wei Zhongliang, was unwilling to put his life on the line for the future of the Hu family, so as soon as he saw the blue-robed old man desperate, he immediately turned around and left.

However, just as he retreated like a fly, the black mist around the blue-robed old man suddenly spread, and its speed was incomparably fast.

In just an instant, he had already caught up with Wei Zhongliang and enveloped him.

The sound of the yin wind crying in his ears suddenly amplified countless times, and in the darkness, it seemed that countless life-seeking yin ghosts could be seen overlapping and pressing over.

Wei Zhongliang roared and said, "Old monster Hu, the old man admits defeat and stops."

"Ho-ho. Old Monster Hu's voice suddenly sounded in the black mist: "The old man has already used his own essence blood to sacrifice the knife, this battle is either you die or I die, there is no second possibility." ”

Wei Zhong's conscience was cold, and he shouted with all his might: "Old Monster Hu, if you kill me, our Wei family will definitely not give up." Now that your Hu family's strength has been greatly damaged, how can you deal with our counterattack. ”

Old Hu's voice was full of thick disdain: "It's you insatiable guys who exist, so our Hu family will encounter so many troubles." Hmph, today the old man killed you and made all the pretenders think twice. ”

Wei Zhongliang's face was pale, he was also a top master in the Taihu Lake circle, so he naturally knew the power of this peerless knife in Hu Laowei's hand. It's just that if you want to activate the full power of this sword, you must dedicate a lot of chalk blood to your master.

After this battle, no matter what the result is, Old Monster Hu will be greatly injured, and there will be no possibility of progress in martial arts cultivation within ten years.

Hu Laowei paid such a tragic price today, and he actually stood up for his life, which was something he would never have imagined in advance.

A desperate howl erupted from his mouth, and Wei Zhongliang used all his strength. It's just that the yin aura around him is getting stronger and stronger, and finally it still envelops him inch by inch.

A quarter of an hour later, the thick fog gradually dissipated, and the blue-robed old man stood with a sword, his body surrounded by black energy, like a demon god.

And at his feet, Wei Zhongliang's chalky body curled up in a ball, the powerful protective armor on his body had scratches on it, and the chest and abdomen were even cracked. A large amount of blood flowed out, soaking the ground all around.

"Whew, Whew......"

After confirming that his opponent was dead, the expression on Old Monster Hu's face quickly became sluggish, and he gasped heavily, trying his best to adjust his breathing.

His martial arts cultivation was indeed better than Wei Zhongliang's, but both sides were Silver Realm powerhouses, and it was not easy to really distinguish the winner from the loser, let alone kill the other party on the spot.

He was able to do this because of the Absolute Sword in his hand.

This long knife is a fierce weapon that he has worked so hard to obtain, and it contains infinite evil energy. When he used his own flesh and blood as a sacrifice to stimulate the fierce qi in the sword, his power was endless, and he was almost invincible at the same level.

It's just that he, an invincible of the same rank, needs a lot of blood sacrifice, and he can't be compared with the invincible of the same level of the spirit warrior.

At this moment, looking at Wei Zhongliang, who was motionless on the ground, a smile of satisfaction appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "Hehe, it's worth it, the corpse of a Silver Realm powerhouse is enough to deter all forces." Hmph, if you want to take advantage of the fire, you must be mentally prepared to lose both. I see how many people dare to continue to provoke after this battle. ”

With a flick of his wrist and putting away the broadsword, he crouched down and picked up the long sword on the ground.

Although the long sword used by Wei Zhongliang was far inferior to the superb sword in his hand in terms of quality, it was also a rare divine weapon, and he naturally would not miss it.

In the distance, although the sound of killing was still shocking, and the Hu family's fleet was retreating, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold out for too long, but he was not worried. Because he knew that as soon as he showed up and killed a few Wei family martial artists, then the situation would be completely reversed.

This is the meaning of the existence of the powerhouses of the Silver Realm, and they are the key figures who will determine the outcome of the war.

However, just as he played with the long sword in his hand, there was a sudden and inexplicable chill in his heart.

A strong and inexplicable sense of chalkiness suddenly surged into his heart, and the experience of years of life and death experience made him turn his head at a critical moment, and he caught a glimpse of a cold light in the corner of his eye.

Without thinking, he swayed and lay down to his side.

It's just that although his movements are not slow, that cold light is even faster.

Quick, quick, fast......

There seemed to be only one word left in Hu Laowei's mind, he tried his best to dodge, tried his best to twist his body, and even let the armor on his body resist this sudden attack.

However, all his efforts were in vain.

The cold light flashed under his eyelids, and he only felt a lightness in his hand, and then a sharp pain spread rapidly from his hand.

His two wrists were actually cut off at the same time by this cold light.

Old Monster Hu let out an earth-shattering roar, even though the pain almost made him faint on the spot. But he still held on to his chalky body, using his true qi to stop the blood, and at the same time, his chalky body shook and fled towards the other side.

At this moment, he had already recognized the origin of this cold light.

Lingwu, this is definitely the Lingwu Divine Soldier of Lingwu.

It's just that the speed of this cold light has exceeded his cognition of the Spirit Martial Divine Weapon, and he is even wondering if this is a Golden Realm Spirit Martial Artist sneaking up on him in secret.

Therefore, he didn't care about the injuries on his hands at all, but condensed his last breath to stop the bleeding and escape.

"Hoo ......"

A huge cry fell from the sky, and the spear like a poisonous chalk dragon flashed with endless brilliance, firmly sealing the line of his escape.

Old Hu looked ahead with bared teeth, and it turned out to be a young man who blocked his way.

He was armed with a huge spear, and it seemed that he had already figured out where he had fled, and he was there with a gun to intercept him.

Old Monster Hu roared angrily, he raised a foot and kicked it out heavily.

Although he lost his hands, his old man was a silver realm powerhouse after all, and he was still not a little hairy child who could bully Shangchaemen.

It's just that as soon as he kicked out, his eyes were condensed, and then he was filled with extreme fear.

The cold light returned, spun around in mid-air, came to the young man's back, and hung up obediently.

All of this was as if a pair of invisible hands were manipulating, which made his heart cold.

"Boom. ”

One of his feet slammed into the barrel of the Overlord's gun, and each of them took a few steps back.

Ying Chengfeng's true qi cultivation is far from the other party, but Hu Laowei's hands were cut off, his heart failed, and his true qi could only exert three or four percent, so he fought equally.

Looking at Ying Chengfeng, Old Monster Hu laughed miserably: "What a fast sword, who are you, when did the Wei family have such a powerful spirit warrior." ”

Ying Chengfeng's true qi seemed worthless in his eyes, but the thrilling fast sword was unguardable, and even if he encountered it, it was powerless and ended dismally.

P: The white crane is still in Wuhan, strive to go back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and it will definitely break out next week!