The disciples of Feixian Ridge are going crazy, they have never seen such a way of fighting, it is completely chaotic, even if it is a desperate battlefield, there has never been such a thing, all the rhythm is controlled by the other party, the key is that such a person is still in the same realm as himself, and he doesn't know what he will do at all, what kind of sword he will do.

It's impossible to take him down, the key is whether it's time, and he has no choice but to send a distress signal.

The rock has been paying attention to the other party's every move, seeing that he has moved, and has long been on guard, watching six ways and listening to all directions.

The mist on his side suddenly rolled inward, and a person sprang out of it, raised his sword and stabbed, another Feixian Ridge disciple, two pinched the rock, and the other party's rescue arrived.

Two special long swords, one is a variety of attacks, it is completely a quick and quick way to play, maybe in their eyes, the rock is just a little stronger than the average person, now two people fight one, is there still something that can't be taken, but it's just a matter of time, but it backfires.

Obviously, they underestimated the combat power of the rock, even if it was three rounds of stormy attacks, they still couldn't do anything about the rock, but they were tired and gasped, and their eyes became solemn when they looked at the rock, they knew that they had encountered a strong enemy, and they were the kind of people who were strong and weak when they were weak.

The disciples of Feixian Ling glanced at each other, and they all understood that they couldn't care so much and had to do this, so they saw them suddenly raise their hands, chanting words in their mouths, and wiping the spine of their left hands with two fingers.

A strange artistic conception suddenly appeared, just like the transformation of heaven and earth, and everything in front of me was moving rapidly.

The dense fog behind the two suddenly gushed out, and in a blink of an eye, it was like swallowing the two of them, disappearing into the fog, the key is that even the rock is surrounded by a thick fog rolling, reaching out to see the five fingers, and the world is gone, and the feet are thick fog, making people dare not step easily.

The rock remained motionless, and he knew that the more this was the case, the more he had to be calm, panicked, chaotic, looking around, listening to the sound, and getting himself into the state of battle in its heyday.

Just like the life-and-death battle in that valley, although he couldn't see anyone at the moment, he knew that the enemy was watching him near him.

We must not let our guard down, otherwise the world will be unpredictable.

Ugh

Under the ribs on the left side, a sword stabbed out silently, really fast and accurate, but it was still easily dodged by the rock.

For the same cultivation, such a battle was really like a child's play in the eyes of the rock, but he knew that he should not take it lightly at any time, so he responded like this.

In the churning mist, a sword slashed at the neck, and the rock bowed its head, as if it had seen it a long time ago, and easily dodged it again.

Thanks to the life-and-death battle in the past, the arrival of the threat has already been foreseen, as if it was an instinctive reaction of the body burned in the bones.

If that's all there is to it, then you can say that you are invincible.

laugh at

The mist parted to both sides, and a sword of cold light pierced out, and a black light suddenly burst out on the tip of the sword, writhing and rushing towards the rock.

It was a tadpole-like monster, with a huge human face, fangs like swords, sharp claws like eagles, roaring and roaring, looking vicious, terrifying, and really startling if you weren't careful, but you just got the wrong person.

The rock had seen something more terrifying in the foggy forest, so in the face of this thing that rushed towards the rock, although he was stunned for a moment at first, he was relieved later.

belch

The rock was a little surprised, and hurriedly hid, this thing is somewhat familiar, isn't this the monster that rushed out of the deep pool of fog.

It's just that what is in front of me is a mini version, and it suddenly feels less terrible.

Instead, he approached and swung his sword to split the thing in two.

burst

Like a balloon, the sound of bursting, nothing, still the appearance of fog drifting.

It makes the rock feel strange, it shouldn't be so weak, what's the use of that, you don't need to scare people like this.

Indeed, this is not to scare people, the exploding monster turned into countless large and small in the blink of an eye, all of them are exactly the same.

The tadpole state of the big head, swimming quickly in the mist, grew up quickly, and was so fast that there was nothing to say.

There was a whistling, like a swarm of bees coming out, and the pockets rushed over, densely packed with a large group, looking panicked.

The rock snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand slashed out, and exploded in an instant, and he saw one by one exploding monsters, floating in the mist.

How could such a weakness hurt him, it was just two more swords, killing them was too simple, and it felt a little unreal.

However, as soon as the sword was swung, the monster had already loomed in the mist to spawn again.

The point is that there are tens of thousands, I don't know how many there are, and there is a rush to come up, is this to play swarm tactics.

No, it's already already being done.

Quack

What's that?

The rock was stunned, and quickly retreated, because it was unexpected, and almost landed, when he saw a sword cut out, and the monster couldn't help but not explode as before.

Instead, the two sharp claws hugged the long sword at once, and opened their mouths to bite off a piece of the long sword, and this thing actually mutated so quickly.

Is it just a matter of moments before it becomes so powerful? This is worth it, the existence of being able to bite off the sword, but it is not a little sick cat.

Is this a transformation into iron and steel teeth?

It's no longer a matter of letting others chop and explode things, it seems that it is deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, and in the end, it suddenly counterattacks and catches the opponent off guard!

Enough to be yin.

The sudden change really scared the rocks, and I didn't think that this thing would be upgraded.

The key is that he helped him grow up, and his mental quality almost couldn't stand it.

Think about it, you help your opponent become stronger, and in the end you will be eaten again, who can stand this.

rumble

With a bang, countless such monsters screamed, waved their claws, and crashed over, if they were held down, how could they live.

This is the beginning of the real counterattack!

It's something with iron teeth and steel teeth, and the key is that ants bite more elephants, and there are so many of them at the moment that you are tired of coping.

That is, the rock, in that valley has developed the ability to listen to the wind and argue, tossing and turning in the chaos of the demons, just relying on a broken sword to make it difficult for these monsters to get close.

However, he also stopped slashing, but became constantly slapping so that he would not continue to add monsters.

"Huh! It's unbelievable! ”

Someone in the black mist sighed, obviously always paying attention to the rock's every move, and was amazed by his combat power.

Boom

Three swords were aimed at the rock from three directions and attacked together.

hum

Dangdangdang

The rock slashed three swords, found a direction, and rushed into the black mist.

I don't want to fight to the death with you, there is no benefit, tired and sweaty, it's not cost-effective, and I left.

The disciples of Feixian Ridge did not chase after them, and let the rock leave, they knew that as long as they came in, they would have to come to that step sooner or later.

So there's no need to worry, you can run this way, you can't run that side, it's pointless, it's just a change of place to continue, and there is nothing to lose to them.

The rocks are running forward, with no purpose, that is, to satisfy their curiosity!

Hey!

Suddenly, his blood boiled, as if he was about to rush out of his veins, and he wanted to go to a place, as if he had been summoned by something, which was very strange.

On the left, the rock thought for a moment, turned his head and passed, but he wanted to see what kind of weirdness.

The further I went, the stronger this feeling became, and I saw that my blood vessels were suddenly jumping, as if there were countless small animals jumping around under my skin, trying to jump out.

Whining

The low sound of the trumpet, the demonic voice, for no reason, makes people rush in that direction, the call from the heart, wanting to worship sincerely.

It is as if there is a great god blessing in the distance, which makes people feel very kind, and they should quickly go to the near to hear the gospel.

Finally, stepping out of the fog, the eyes suddenly opened up, countless people gathered together, and the rock saw that the two strange people here were also there, even the disciples of Feixian Ridge who escorted the natives were also there.

It was a high altar, but because it was simple, it was a mound of earth, and there were several Feixian Ridge disciples standing.

The person at the head is wearing a cloak and a disheveled head, and he can't see people's faces clearly, and he is doing it at the moment.

And under the mound, there were many Feixian Ridge disciples lined up around, guarding a sword in a strange position, one for each person.

A sword inserted into the earth, judging by the appearance of this sword, is obviously much shorter than an ordinary sword.

But the brilliance flowing above it, at a glance, you can know that it is not a mortal thing, and at this moment each sword is wrapped in a light cocoon, slowly swaying.

"Ahh No! ”

With a terrible scream and begging for mercy, one by one the natives were pushed to the ground by the disciples of Feixian Ridge, and the sword fell in hand, cutting off the head, and the blood spurting out of the neck cavity sprinkled on the swaying short sword.

sonorous

The sword roared endlessly, and the short sword shook violently, as if it was alive, and it wanted to fly on its own.

The blood that had been spilled did not disappear, and it gathered into lines of blood on the ground and slowly stretched towards the mound, where more and more natives were beheaded.

More and more blood was flowing, like a small stream, turning into a living thing, and the strange feeling made people shudder.

Magic Sword

Rock's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw a man-tall sword stuck in the dirt in front of the man with a mantle on top of the mound.

Such a long sword is like a rotten wood at the moment, there is nothing strange about it, but it feels like an unneeded thing, that is, a rotten wood.

At this moment, the man with the cloak stretched out one hand, put two fingers on the blade of the sword, and chanted with words in his mouth.

As he chanted, a glimmer of brilliance flowed between them, hovering back and forth between his sword and his fingers.

Around him, there are eight people blowing horns, sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched, according to a specific rhythm.

As more and more natives were killed, the blood on the ground became brighter and more eerie.

And it was more than twice as thick, and here it was like a spiritual snake climbing on top of the mound, and it had not yet reached the top.

"If you don't do it at the moment, wait until you get to the top, it's done, is it still useful?"