"Be bold enough."

In the face of Tiamat's provocation, the ghost lady spoke.

"It's ruthless enough." The mad cult man laughed a few times, his voice hoarse, like the sound of sharpening a knife.

Ruthless enough means that Xia Yanzhen and the others don't care about the lives of those people at all.

When he killed the ghost king of Nanshan, the tree demon grandmother unceremoniously hanged a few more people, and especially made them scream.

As a result, there was not even a hint of hesitation and pause.

Now there are only five survivors left.

On the side of the tree demon grandmother, with Xia Yanzhen killing without hesitation, except for those little demons and little ghosts who were around and didn't dare to approach.

The real opponents are only four of them: the tree demon grandma, the ghost lady, the turtle elder, and the crazy evil man.

The ghost king of Shannan, the bear demon Heitian, and the fox demon couple all died.

All died at the hands of Xia Yanzhen.

Let the three ghost girls be jealous.

The strength of them and the three who died is between them, and even if there is a gap, it should be limited.

This Zuo Qianhu killing the ghost king is as easy as killing a chicken and slaughtering a sheep.

It won't take much effort to kill them.

Their caution was right, and they saved their lives.

Like the turtle elder, he didn't even speak, just stood next to the pool, and could run to the side of the dryad grandmother at any time.

There are also several descendants of the fox demon, who are as quiet as chickens at this time, and do not say a word.

Yan Chixia's anger never stopped, while healing herself, she glared at the tree demon grandmother.

Xia Yanzhen ignored the words of the mad evil man, stepped on the carpet that was even more bright red than the beginning, and walked towards the tree demon grandmother.

The right hand rests on the blood-burning sword that is already on his waist, unsheathed!

Aoki's blow turned into an arc and struck forward, enveloping some of the surrounding demons and imps.

Aoki's Strike, which has accumulated to the apex (there is a limit to the accumulation of Aoki's Strike), flies through the pillar, leaving an untraceable trail.

The surrounding demons and imps couldn't stop Aoki's blow and were cut in two.

Their tenacious vitality allowed them not to die on the spot, but to struggle for a while.

Those wickers that grew out of the ground were also cut off.

But before the hostages could land, new wicker sprouts, re-tied up, and lifted several hostages back into the air.

These hostages were ineffective against Zuo Senhu and his attendants (Tiamat).

It is still very useful for Yan Chixia, a stunned young man with a pure heart.

And the Dryad Grandma has already thought of a very interesting way to play, and these hostages are needed.

Aoki killed a lot of leftovers, but it didn't have much effect on the three turtles.

Each of the three uses their magical powers to block Aoki's blow and disperse it.

It didn't affect the grandma sitting at the back.

"Yan Shaoxia." Grandma is really angry, "Do you want to save these last five people?" ”

Yan Chixia didn't speak, concentrating on healing.

"I've got an idea, I want to stop him!" Halfway through the words of the Dryad Grandma, she had to stop and give an order to the mad and evil Taoist.

It said there, Xia Yan really didn't listen obediently, and had already come to the pool.

If you don't stop it, you can't finish the dryad grandma.

The three of the mad and evil people struck again.

With the experience of the previous time, all three have changed their methods this time.

The peachwood sword behind the mad evil Taoist came out of its sheath, surrounding the black and white qi that was exactly the same as his eyes, and attacked Xia Yanzhen.

Black is death, white is withering.

Life and death wither, withering death!

The peachwood sword became hazy and chaotic, and everywhere it passed, even the air was decayed.

The ghost lady raised her hands, and a tattered sedan chair appeared behind Xia Yanzhen, which was the sedan chair that the ghost lady once sat on, and it was also a terrifying prison.

The sedan chair expanded and fell forward, wanting to engulf Xia Yanzhen.

The peachwood sword was pointed directly at Xia Yanzhen's façade.

One before and one after the other.

The turtle is very obedient, and if the dryad grandma says to stop him, he must stop him.

Not an offense.

He slapped the void, and the water in the pool surged, forming a wall of water, not only blocking Xia Yanzhen from walking towards his grandmother, but also protecting himself.

It's no wonder that the second, and possibly even the largest, is not just a racial advantage.

The movements of the three were slow, but they actually happened between the lightning and flint, and Grandma's voice just fell.

The attack of the Crazy Evil Daoist and the Ghost Lady had already formed a situation of encirclement against Xia Yanzhen.

Xia Yanzhen's footsteps stopped, and with a grasp of his left hand, the flying peachwood sword was pinched in his hand.

"Huh?"

The face of the mad evil Taoist changed.

He felt like he had lost control of the Dead Sword?!

Why is that?

The Dead Sword is not his natal weapon.

As a monk, it is far more difficult to refine the natal magic weapon than other demon cultivators and ghost cultivators.

In terms of cultivation, the requirements are much worse.

Even a cultivator like Yan Chixia didn't start refining the natal magic weapon, let alone a crazy evil person.

But even if it is not a natal magic weapon, this dead sword is also the result of many years of sacrifice by the mad and evil Taoists, such as the fingers of the arm, which is no different from the third arm.

How could it be taken away so easily?

"Not quite right, my mana seems to have been stripped of me, and I can't touch the Dead Sword!" The mind is like electricity, and the mad and evil people realize the root cause.

It's a strange feeling, like riding on a horse and suddenly the horse hits a tree stump and stops.

I am still on my way to "fly".

The mad and evil people will mobilize their mana, form a dead qi, and recapture the dead sword.

As for Zuo Qianhu, he didn't have to worry, because when he grabbed the dead sword, the ghost lady's sedan chair also swallowed it.

However, in the next breath, an afterimage roared and went straight to the head of the mad evil man.

The Dead Sword flew out of the sedan chair without hindrance.

The mad cult instinctively wanted to control the Dead Sword.

He Nai was still in the "Xia Yanzhen Category" at this time, like a negative man, and the last stay of the crazy and evil Taoist was wrong.

"Poof!"

The mad man's head exploded, and the Dead Sword continued to fly backwards, piercing a pillar, knocking a large hole in the wall behind the main hall, and finally almost tearing the wicker wrapped around the outside before falling to the ground.

The Dead Sword is a wooden sword that is not sharp, but it is hard enough.

Xia Yanzhen threw it out, and the hole smashed out was not small.

"This ......"

The headless corpse of the mad and evil man fell, and the ghost lady was extremely surprised, she didn't release the water!

"Roar!"

Before she could finish her surprise, Tiamat let out a dragon roar, and Long Wei opened the way first, and then slashed at the ghost lady.

Xia Yanzhen's invisible enemy is up to it to deal with.

The ghost head knife changed into a ghost knife, and with Tiamat's attack, the resentment and ghostly spirit on the ghost lady's body it liked very much.

The living image is a weapon of betrayal in an animation.

When the dragon groaned, Xia Yanzhen had already stepped out of the sedan chair, and the ground under his feet was dented by the huge force, and the dragon flew and swept towards the tree demon grandmother.

On the way, he passed by the turtle elder and took a sword in his hand, including him in the target of the attack.

In the face of this terrifying sword, the turtle's head shrank down, and the whole person directly showed his original form, which was a turtle.

The turtle looks very ordinary, and it is not the extremely large giant tortoise that everyone thinks.

On the contrary, the body of the turtle old subverted the characteristics of the general demon body, which is only the size of a palm.

A small turtle.

Thrown into the group of turtles, if you don't notice the demonic energy on your body, you won't realize that this is a monster with hundreds of years of Taoism.

The original form that went against common sense made the turtle old man dangerously avoid Xia Yanzhen's sword in his hand.

Xia Yanzhen didn't care, his target was the tree demon grandma.

Breaking through the water curtain, Xia Yanzhen appeared in front of the Dryad Grandma, holding a sword in his right hand, and fell towards the Dryad Grandma.

Sword Slash Zhu Pendant!

"I can't help myself!"

The Dryad's roar was tinged with anger.

It's so disrespectful!

Instantly sat up straight and raised her right hand, and the right hand of the Dryad Grandma changed the color of dead wood, colliding with the blood-burning sword.

There was no imaginary terrifying collision, and the blood-burning sword was like a broken bamboo, going from the right hand of the Dryad Grandma to the tiger's mouth, cutting her arm into two pieces, and at the same time splitting the Dryad Grandma in two.

At the last moment, the big bed under the dryad's grandmother suddenly shattered.

A crater appears in the ground.

It fell as the Blood-Burning Sword slashed into its shoulder, and with the power transmitted by the Blood-Burning Sword, it fell into the bottomless pit.

Xia Yan really wanted to chase, but the mud, sand and gravel under the pit poured in, filling the hole in the blink of an eye.

"Run?"

Xia Yanzhen's eyes narrowed.

Digging a hole for this kind of thing, he will too.

"Yan Chixia!"

The voice of the tree demon grandmother came from the ground, and it threw a hostage in front of Yan Chixia and fell to death, "I swear a demon oath!" You go and kill this Zuo Qianhu, cut off one of his arms, I will put one person, and I will put two of the two arms! Cut off their limbs, and I'll let them all go!" ”

This was originally what Grandma Dryad was going to do.

Watch Zuo Qianhu and Yan Chixia kill each other - the hostages are effective against Yan Chixia.

Such a stunned young man will definitely fall into a tangle, and finally make a move on the "Zuo Qianhu".

When the time comes, they will see the excitement and sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, wouldn't it be happy?

I didn't expect someone to be very unreasonable.

didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and his strength was far beyond imagination, and he killed directly in front of the dryad.

Let the Dryad Grandma start watching the drama into a remedy for the current anger.

Left thousands of ideas piercing hands.

Grandma Dryad's evaluation of him has changed from "I may let him escape" to "I will pay the price for killing him".

It's better to let the opponents kill each other first and weaken each other's strength.

As for the other demons, they can't be relied on.

In the face of Zuo Qianhu, including the ghost lady, the strength is too weak, and the clumsy turtle elder may be useful, but this old turtle does not spare his hand, and has the opportunity to run faster than anyone else.

Can't be counted on.

Hearing the words of the tree demon grandmother, the healing Yan Chixia's eyes were full of anger, she didn't expect this group of demons to be so despicable!

But looking at the four people who were lifted in the air, moaning in pain, he couldn't say anything angry.

The Demon Oath is a very important oath for monks.

is a guarantee.

Although the Dryad Grandma is a monster, the Heart Demon Oath also has an effect on her.

If he really did it, he would be able to save these four people.

"That's not right! Yan Chixia, how can you think so! Kill one to save four?! Is it the work of a big husband?! ”

As soon as the idea of doing something rose, Yan Chixia raised her hand and slapped herself, causing her cheeks to swell.

"But if you don't do it, do you want to watch these four people die?"

Yan Chixia held a sword in one hand and a fist in the other, her body trembled, and she was caught in the battle between heaven and man.

At this moment, the sword light flashed, and a figure flew in, Yan Chixia almost drew her sword and slashed, and when she saw that it was a person flying in, she was too busy to take it.

Without waiting for Yan Chixia to make more moves, the second, third, and fourth people flew in a connection.

didn't care about anything else, Yan Chixia caught all four of them.

The dryad granny hid underground, reacting a little slower.

Quickly cut off the wicker, and at the same time cut off the "newborn" wicker, how much can save these people.

But Xia Yanzhen can only do this, whether he can survive in the end depends on his luck.

Left ...... Less, hero. Yan Chixia wanted to say something.

"Get out."

Xia Yan didn't really look back, the blood-burning sword was put into the sheath, and Qingyun was in his hand, "I'm going to start dismantling." ”

"Run!"

Tiamat suddenly gave up on the ghost lady and swept past Yan Chixia.

“……”

Yan Chixia was also not ambiguous, and turned around and ran away with people.

(End of chapter)