"Boom!"

The violent impact caused the turtle-shaped shield to stagger, and the aura fluctuations leaked out wildly, and the condensed light barrier dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The self-detonation of a large number of spiritual weapons had dealt a heavy blow to this array earlier, and now Kurosawa was fighting for his life at the cost of burning blood spirits, putting this array in a precarious position.

The cracks became more and more, and countless blocks of light turned into a rain of energy light and dispersed, splashing a faint halo.

Outside, the man's face was extremely gloomy, and he wanted to stop it, but he was separated by a light barrier, and he could only watch Kurosawa punch and punch bombardment the shield.

"Smack!"

An extremely crisp sound rang out, and a gap cracked in the light mask.

"Let's go!"

Kurosawa let out a loud cry, his dragon-like arm slamming into the ground and slamming upward, shattering the light-shaped shield to pieces.

Seeing this, Wei Hou's footsteps were windy, and he jumped in the air, and his ghostly figure was difficult to see.

"Damn! Intercept them for me. As soon as the man gave the order, the people around him moved, and the aura roared into palms, and they shot out in the air, and the different palm prints of the Tao came like a net from heaven and earth.

"Poof"

The blood in Wei Hou's mouth flowed, and his face turned blue in an instant, but he didn't hesitate at all, and rushed at full speed.

"Brother Wei!" Lin Zixuan muttered, he fled with him, but the other party would always attach the wind he summoned to him, making him a lot faster than him.

"Brother Lin, what the Black Tiger said is right, your life is far more precious than the two of us, you are a light attribute monk, and your role on the battlefield is pivotal, don't care too much about me!" Wei Hou smiled, his face was a little hideous, he turned his head to look at everyone, and said, "Little cubs, your Hou Ye is also here to play with you."

Lin Zixuan was extremely moved in his heart, the latter used his life to delay time for him and let him escape, and besides, they were not familiar with each other before, they did not meet at all, they were just strange comrades-in-arms in the barracks.

In the distance, the man's five fingers clenched, closed into a fist, and swung it hard, smashing into Kurosawa's chest.

"Poof!" Kurosawa spat out a mouthful of blood, and his chest was visibly sunken, but his legs were still standing on the ground, supporting himself from falling.

In order to break the formation, he blew up the spirit weapon and burned the blood spirit, and paid an extremely heavy price.

"Donkey, see how much strength you have?" The man scoffed at it, as if such insistence was foolish.

The terrifying offensive bloomed, and blood light appeared on that punch, and the man was really angry about it, he actually used the power of the blood mansion!

Kurosawa stood there, refusing to flinch, spitting blood from his mouth, and his breath was extremely sluggish, like dead grass that had exhausted its essence, swaying in the wind.

"Black Tiger!"

Wei Hou grabbed the head of one of the enemy soldiers and smashed it directly, blood flowed in his hands, but the flesh and blood behind him were blurred, and under his distraction, the light of his fist, the shadow of the sword, and the tip of the spear all met him.

"Whew!"

He exhaled a cloudy breath, only to feel a chill in his left chest, and he stepped down, a silver long sword piercing his body, the sword stained with bright red blood.

His eyes were a little hazy, and his consciousness was a little dazed, but he saw Kurosawa standing there, the broken axe handle stuck in the mound behind him, leaning against his body, keeping him steady.

Lin Zixuan gradually drifted away, he thought of many pictures in his mind, when he thought of the two heads being hung at the gate of the city gate, in his heart, a strong fighting spirit burned.

As soon as his mind moved, a large number of black shadows poured out, covering the sky and the sun, and the demonic energy was monstrous.

In the midst of that black realm, there was a dark golden hilt and jet-black sword body standing quietly in the air, exuding a terrifying edge outward.

He stepped forward, holding the hilt of the sword, the terrifying demonic intent struck his whole body, his head was raised instantly, his eyes became scarlet and bloodthirsty, and in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a domineering demon shadow, revealing the momentum of self-esteem.

Lin Zixuan had never worked so desperately today, and he almost unreservedly used all his strength to awaken the power that remained in the Dark Demon Sword Body.

For Lin Zixuan, this power is as endless as the vast sea.

The demonic aura swirled around his body, like pitch-black battle armor, indestructible, making him more and more demonic.

With the dark demon in hand, his perception and speed have been greatly improved, and the distance he had escaped before was infinitely shortened in just an instant.

"Skinny monkey, I feel like I'm going to die." Kurosawa laughed miserably, and the man, as if in respect of his stubborn resistance, abandoned him and left him to fend for himself.

Wei Hou was also very uncomfortable, the blood stained his clothes red, and the remaining sword qi in his body was cutting his flesh and blood little by little, that feeling was painful.

"It's okay, it's good that he's gone, and in the future, he will avenge us." Wei Hou squinted, he tried to open them, but it was like being glued to the super glue, and he couldn't open them.

"Hmm!" Kurosawa nodded with satisfaction, Light Attribute Cultivator, once it is completed, the power is simply devastating.

He turned his head to feel the light one last time, but there seemed to be a murderous and evil demonic aura in the air, which made people feel dull and oppressive.

"His grandmother's, I'm dying, can't let me get a good breath of fresh air?" Kurosawa complained a little, but his expression was too stiff to express vividly.

"It's okay, let this demonic aura bury here, grandpa and I can bully these little rabbit cubs to my heart's content under the Yellow Spring." He gasped, a breath that was a little suffocating.

"I seem to see an evil demon coming with vengeful rage, I go? It's not going to be a flashback! Wei Hou was surprised in his heart, his aura was almost exhausted, and he couldn't move, let alone break open his eyes.

The man felt the strange aura on his face, and he was a little frightened.

As he thought, a figure slashed through the sky like lightning, and the sharp sword directly pierced a person, knocking him away.

"You...... Be? His face was slightly condensed, the figure was covered by black gas, and he couldn't see his face, he only felt an incomparably evil aura, like a demon!

Lin Zixuan ignored it, looking at the state of Kurosawa and the two, his eyes paused slightly, and suddenly, the sword qi was divided into thousands of wisps, pervasive, and extremely sharp.

Several more people were pierced by the invisible sword qi, and their bodies exploded, turning into blood mist.

The man's face became colder and colder, this man... No, this demon indiscriminately tortured and killed his subordinates, which made him extremely angry, but he didn't dare to act rashly, after all, he couldn't see through this person's strength.

With the dark demon in hand, Lin Zixuan's strength has also skyrocketed to the Blood Spirit Sixfold Realm, and he uses the dark element to urge, and his body technique is ingenious and extraordinary, like a ghost in the night, fluctuating.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles; This is perhaps the greatest interpretation of his moment.

The man's soldiers were also very flustered and fled in all directions, they did not think of fighting back, and when they looked at the figure, the fear that came from their bones told them that they could not move, or they would die!

However, Lin Zixuan did not show the slightest mercy, and he never showed mercy to the enemy, which is a character cultivated since childhood.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people fell to the ground, leaving a man on the entire ground.

Lin Zixuan's eyes burned with rage, and his face was extremely cold, it was he who ruined Kurosawa and the others.

He stepped forward, his vigorous blood and qi bloomed, turning into an incomparably terrifying power, coupled with the demon shadow that lingered on his body, at this moment, he was like a demon.

As a centurion man, his face is more calm and calm than others, if his strength is really strong, then all his lives are in his thoughts, there is no need for him to kill like this, he faintly feels that he is just a virtual appearance.

He held up the blood-light giant shield, and he wanted to test the truth of this demon.

Lin Zixuan walked step by step, and the terrifying power shook the surrounding ground.

"Buzz!"

The furious aura fluctuated and roared, but instead of feeling the strength to meet him, he felt a chill in his neck.

He subconsciously looked at it, only to see a pitch-black magic sword, piercing his throat!