As the Iron Scythe spoke, the blood holes on his body recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few breaths, it had already recovered as before.

The mouth continued.

"Do you think these little tricks can kill me, you guys are so naïve!"

When Deng Hai saw this scene, a bad premonition suddenly floated in his heart, and he hurriedly turned to Yuan Heng National Teacher and said, "National Teacher, how can this be? ”

Yuan Heng Guoshi's face was also solemn, he didn't expect the recovery speed of the Iron Sickle Dao people to be so terrifying, he didn't have time to answer Deng Hai's question, and hurriedly ordered to the disciples.

"All the disciples collect their swords, quickly change the fire talisman, and kill them with fire!"

A hint of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the Iron Scythe, and he knew very well that no matter how strong his body was, now under the trap, in front of the raging fire, he would eventually turn into a mass of charcoal.

Immediately decided not to keep it anymore, bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and unlocked his own seal.

In an instant, knotted muscles bulged up all over the body, and a deep qi of the Gathering Spirit Realm began to spread around the body.

Seeing this, Yuan Heng said nervously to Deng Hai: "General, come and help me!" ”

Deng Hai took the two Qi Refining Vice Generals and quickly came to Yuan Heng's side and began to inject spiritual energy into the Hundred Chain Locking Body Array together.

The Iron Scythe Man endured the burning of the fire, struggled to break free from the transparent chains that trapped his body, and slowly moved one arm to the lower abdomen dantian.

Immediately after grabbing it with five fingers, he pulled out a blood refining demon weapon with a length of two feet from the dantian.

Its overall appearance looks like a woodcutter's woodcutter chopping trees and grass, but the handle is slightly longer, eight feet long, and the four-foot blade is covered with dense sharp serrations, and the whole body is dark red.

Everyone had a look of fear on their faces at the moment when the Iron Scythe Daoist took out the Blood Refining Demon Weapon, and no one expected that the Iron Scythe Daoist had such a big killing weapon on his body.

Blood refining magic weapons are generally made by demon cultivators with a large amount of essence blood, supplemented by various rare treasure materials, after forming, if there is a continuous supply of essence blood, there is no need for too advanced refining skills, and the magic weapon can also be improved with the climb of the realm of the demon cultivator himself.

The blood refining magic weapon in the hands of the Iron Scythe Dao man, after years of sacrifice and refinement, I don't know how much human essence blood has been consumed, and at this time it has already touched the category of high-grade magic weapons.

The Iron Scythe Daoist glanced at everyone contemptuously, and the blood refining demon weapon drove a dark red blood light, and slashed sideways on his body.

Smack, smack, smack.

Several snapping sounds rang out.

The transparent chains condensed by the Hundred Chain Locking Body Array were all broken in response!

At this moment, Yuan Heng, Deng Hai and the two deputy generals Qi Qi were counterattacked by the Hundred Chain Locking Array, and they all vomited blood and fell to the side, looking at the Iron Scythe Dao man who came out of trouble in horror, with a dead look on his face.

The Iron Scythe Daoist held the blood refining magic weapon in his hand, walked towards everyone step by step, looked at Deng Hai and Yuan Heng, and said fiercely.

"You two are so bold that you dare to calculate me!"

"But don't worry, I won't kill you easily, I want you to survive and not die!"

"Hahaha!"

He laughed a few times, looked at Yuan Heng's more than ten disciples, raised the blood refining demon weapon in his hand, and said.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten blood, and today I can finally have a big meal!"

These disciples looked at the Iron Sickle Dao people who were coming step by step, and they were all so frightened that their whole bodies trembled, and a few people who were a little timid were already paralyzed to the ground in fear at this time, and they couldn't even use the strength to escape.

Master Yuan Hengguo stared at the Iron Sickle Daoist with bloodshot eyes, and shouted loudly: "Today's things are all done by me alone, let my disciple go quickly!" ”

Deng Hai also shouted: "Iron sickle, if you want to take revenge, come at me, don't implicate innocent people!" ”

"Innocent?" The Iron Scythe Daoist turned his head to look at Deng Hai and Yuan Heng Guoshi, and said in a cold voice: "Don't worry, you two, I won't let go of any of the people present today!" ”

After speaking, he raised the blood refining weapon and slowly swung it towards a disciple who had fallen at his feet.

Emergencies.

On top of a raised cliff.

Ji Ruoshui said to Zhang Mu: "Senior brother, you lost!" ”

Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "Why did I lose?" ”

These two unusually abrupt voices instantly attracted everyone's attention, and they all turned their heads to look over.

When they saw the two people with indifferent expressions on the cliff, Deng Hai and Yuan Heng Guoshi's faces all showed a trace of doubt, how could they dare to chat here, shouldn't they run away in a hurry?

The Iron Scythe Daoist also stopped what he was doing, temporarily letting go of the disciple who had fallen to the ground, and turned his head to look at the location where the sound was made.

When he saw the figures of the two of them, his eyes couldn't help but tighten, after he got out of the hundred chains locking array, he didn't feel the existence of Zhang Mu and Ji Ruoshui.

If Zhang Mu hadn't taken the initiative to speak out, he might have forgotten that the two of them also came here.

stared at the two of them tightly for a few moments, and saw that the qi on the two of them was extremely bland, at most it was the base level, and he immediately put his mind at ease and said loudly.

"You'd better stay there honestly for me, and if you dare to sneak away, I don't mind killing you two first!"

Zhang Mu and Ji Ruoshui ignored the threat of the Iron Sickle and continued to argue with themselves.

Ji Ruoshui said: "These people are obviously unable to compete with that iron sickle, can't you see it!" ”

"I can see it, but I didn't lose either." Zhang Mu said.

"You can see it, why are you still stubborn!" Ji Ruoshui asked.

"I don't have a hard mouth." Zhang Mu said: "Senior sister, look, if I beat the Iron Sickle Dao people to a half-dead situation, will they become a comparable level again?" ”

When Deng Hai and Yuan Heng Guoshi heard this, they all felt extremely weird, could these two people have lost their minds and gone crazy?

At such a critical moment, not only did they not know how to escape, but they were still fighting with each other here, and they didn't understand where the two of them came from!

Seeing that the two of them ignored him, a wave of anger rose to his heart, and he shouted angrily.

"You two come down for me!"

The two turned a deaf ear and continued to argue as if no one was around.

"Senior brother, if you do this, you're cheating!" Ji Ruoshui said.

Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "Why are you cheating, when we bet, there is no rule that we can't make a move!" ”

"Senior brother, if you say that, then I'm going to take action too!" Ji Ruoshui said.

"Senior sister can't make a move." Zhang Mu said.

Ji Ruoshui said: "Why can't I make a move!" ”

"Senior sister, as a daughter, how much she hurts her image, isn't it?" Zhang Mu said.

Ji Ruoshui snorted lightly and said, "You are really a fool!" ”

"Senior sister is waiting here, I'll go down."

Zhang Mu said, jumped down from the cliff and came to everyone.

Ji Ruoshui was angry with Zhang Mu's approach, and decided to restrict Zhang Mu and prevent Zhang Mu from using his precious Immortal Sword, so he shouted: "Senior brother, if you want to make a move, you are not allowed to use the sword weapon on your body, do you hear!" ”

"Got it, senior sister." Zhang Mu said: "I don't plan to use it at all!" ”

The Iron Sickle Daoist stared at Zhang Mu and said fiercely.

"Boy, you're very arrogant!"

Deng Hai and Yuan Heng Guoshi saw Zhang Mu standing in front of the Iron Sickle Dao people, and they all thought to themselves, how could there be such a stupid person in the world, knowing that they were invincible, they had to step forward and beg for death!

At this time, the Iron Scythe Dao man was holding a high-grade magic weapon, and he was also a realm of gathering spirits, and his physical body was also extremely strong in cultivation, and his ability to recover was not much better than that of Ning Gang Cultivator.

How could a small foundation-building monk be compared?

Yes, they all think that Zhang Mu's move is no different from sending him to death!

Zhang Mu faced the Iron Sickle Dao man, his expression was extremely relaxed, and he teased with Ji Ruoshui as if nothing happened.

"Senior sister, he said I was arrogant, am I arrogant?"

Ji Ruoshui jumped down from the cliff, came to Zhang Mu's side, nodded and said.

"I think it's a little bit."

"Fight against the Spiritual Gathering Monk with a high-grade magic weapon in the realm of foundation building."

"There's a little bit of arrogance indeed!"

When the Iron Scythe heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but wonder if there was something to rely on the two.

He looked at the two of them carefully, except for not perceiving the two at first, he didn't find anything that made him suspicious.

Immediately no longer scruples, sneered.

"Two ordinary foundation building little monks, they dare to speak so wildly, it seems that they can only take you first!"

Zhang Mu saw the iron sickle man move and said.

"Senior sister, stay back, lest you stain your senior sister's clothes when you fight!"

Ji Ruoshui moved a few steps to the side and said.

"Senior brother, if you want to win, don't fall the reputation of our Tianyuan Xuanmen!"

"That's nature!"

Zhang Mu's words fell, his figure flashed, and he drove several afterimages and took the initiative to attack the Iron Sickle Dao people.

When everyone saw this scene, they all asked themselves, how did the foundation building realm win against the Gathering Spiritual Monks?

Could it be that these two people are crazy and crazy?

The Iron Sickle Daoist looked at Zhang Mu and said disdainfully.

"I can't help myself!"

Picking up the high-grade magic weapon in his hand, from the bottom to the top, he instantly swung out a blood-colored spirit blade, clinging to the ground, and flew towards Zhang Mu with a roar.

Zhang Mu exerted force under his feet, smashed the rocky ground of Zhang Xu Fangyuan, twisted with his strength, moved half a zhang horizontally, and avoided the blood-colored spirit blade by a fraction of a second.

Although this blood-colored spirit blade did not hit Zhang Mu, its power couldn't help but startle everyone.

I saw that this blood-colored spirit blade carved out a three-foot ravine of nearly 1,000 zhang on the hard rocky ground, until it hit the cliff wall at the end of the cave, leaving a huge deep pit with a radius of dozens of zhang, and it was able to disperse all the residual power!

When everyone saw this result, they all trembled in horror, they knew that the Iron Scythe Dao person holding a high-grade magic weapon was very strong, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.

With just a casual blow, such a terrifying power erupted.

Yuan Heng Guoshi, who was also in the Gathering Spirit Realm, saw this scene, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

Even if he tried his best, he might not be able to block the casual blow of the Iron Scythe.

Turning their heads to look at Deng Hai, a wry smile full of remorse suddenly appeared on the faces of the two.

If they had known in advance that the Iron Sickle Dao people had such strength, and borrowed their ten guts, they would not have dared to move the slightest thought of getting rid of the Iron Sickle Dao people!

Seeing that the blow was fruitless, the Iron Scythe Dao man did not show any surprise on his face, thinking that Zhang Mu just happened to dodge.

After all, the blood-colored spirit blade was extremely fast, how could a small foundation building monk avoid it!

Flipping the top-grade magic weapon in his hand, he waved horizontally, and a blood-colored spirit blade dozens of zhang wide was instantly generated.

Hanging three feet on the ground, he flew out again quickly.

Just now, Zhang Mu could still avoid it sideways.

But this road is dozens of zhang wider than the one just now, and Zhang Mu didn't dodge it anyway!

After the Iron Scythe Dao Man swung it out, he smiled coldly, and it seemed that he had seen the scene of Zhang Mu cutting his waist in half.