Luo Qiu heard the heart-rending voice of Ming Yajun, and he was so frightened that he almost threw away the large magic weapon.

"What's crazy about this guy?"

"Is it a villain?"

"Wouldn't it? Are they all hit? ”

He still thinks it's a bit fantastical, piercing the villain is a simple Taoist technique, just find a Taoist leader, and crack it with a few spells.

"What about the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book?"

This has to mention an immortal character "Lu Zhudao Man", this immortal has an unknown origin, has left footprints in the heavens and all worlds, and is one of the most mysterious scattered immortals.

The self-proclaimed wild man who wandered in the five mountains and played all over the world, once helped King Wu to cut down the war, and assisted in expounding the teachings and fighting the sect, and later returned to the mountains and forests without asking about personnel.

Lu Zhudao is armed with two major killing weapons, the Immortal Flying Knife and the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, once used, the target will die, and there has never been a record of missing, even if he is captured, he can escape on his own, and he will not abide by the conditions, and he will turn into a rainbow at will.

Killing immortals flying knife is a magic weapon, the power is different, killing immortals is like slaughtering dogs, cutting gods is like cutting vegetables, and it is impossible to prevent it.

If it comes to evil and ghosts, it should be the book of seven arrows with a nail head, which can truly kill people invisibly.

This spell is surprisingly simple, just pierce a villain, write the name of the enemy on the person, go up and down a lamp, according to a certain method, three times a day, even worship three seven twenty-one days, the enemy's three souls and seven spirits are scattered, and when the time comes, shoot the grass man like shooting a real person, that is, Da Luo Tianxian will have a life.

When any technique reaches the ultimate realm, its power is incomparable.

Of course, when the practice reaches a certain level, it is all a board and a glance, and it is rarely used with fists and feet, often Taoism, Buddhism, supernatural powers, Xuangong, golden body, etc......

No matter how strong your cultivation is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and in the end, the magic weapon is king.

If the strength is a little worse, or other sophisticated, then there will be a whole bit of conspiracy or sneak attack and so on.

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On the other side, Jian Xing was trembling, the scarecrow came back to life, waved his weapon and slashed over, almost killing him, and quickly kicked his legs and withdrew.

"Help......"

"Scarecrow is a demon......

Jian Xing was about to cry, he couldn't beat the scarecrow, and the weapons were all slashed out by the scarecrow, and soon a few more scarecrows chased and killed.

"Stop."

Xiong Mang pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a flame erupted, burning all the scarecrows to ashes, and at the same time, the wooden cards on the table exploded at once.

"Let's go."

Meng Qing's face changed, knowing that he and the others had been exposed, Table Bufan, Wu Ningtian, Shi Ping, and Fang Wenyuan quickly came out, and saw Wu Ningtian's mana swept out like a storm, turning into a black cloud, and all at once, lightning split the earth into scorched earth.

"Huh?"

Xiong Mang waved the stick, and his fierce energy pierced the void in an instant, and the stick shadow danced, and the energy of the entire heaven and earth was mobilized, turning into an endless fierce stick shadow, and the black cloud collided together.

The collision of two different forms of sticks and black clouds seemed to be calm, but there was an extremely amazing fierce wind, and the space within thousands of zhang shook violently and twisted, and suddenly the wind was fierce, flying sand and rocks.

Shi Ping, Table Bufan, and Fang Wenyuan killed at the same time, and Xiong Mang's brows were also furrowed.

"It must be decided!"

Wu Ningtian's eyes flickered fiercely, his handprints changed violently, the black clouds swelled to a thousand feet, and a large number of thunderbolts hung in the sky, as if they were substance.

"Go."

A palm split, thunder and lightning swept down instantly, thunder and lightning everywhere, the space within 10,000 zhang collapsed, and on the land of tens of thousands of miles, there was also a ravine, although the ravine was not wide, but it was so deep that people could not explore the bottom......

Xiong Mang's face also became solemn, and the stick collided with it fiercely, and the indescribable impact swept away, and hundreds of mountain peaks collapsed.

"Be careful."

Meng Qing blocked the other moves, stretched out his hand, and caught the figure of Xiong Mang flying upside down.

"None of this is dead?"

Shi Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, Wu Ningtian's earth-shattering blow failed to kill Xiong Mang, his eyes fell on the dozens of people, and he saw dozens of different "qi" connected to Xiong Mang and Meng Qing's bodies.

"Deal with those people, or you won't be able to kill the two."

"Sorcery?"

Table Bufan's figure appeared in front of Meng Qing like a ghost, and he grabbed it with his palm, but just as his palm was about to fall on Meng Qing's Heavenly Spirit Cover, a strange black qi appeared on Meng Qing's body.

"The power of the curse?"

At this moment, the surging killing intent of the table was more and more intense, and the palm wind became more and more fierce, Meng Qing pointed with his fingertips, and the black qi rushed to the center of the table extraordinary eyebrows, only to feel that the soul was tearing, as if something was gnawing, and there was no time to think too much, that palm was fiercely lined up on Meng Qing's heavenly spirit cover, and an irresistible huge force was also opened head-on, Meng Qing fell to his knees, and blood splattered out.

"Elder Meng......"

Jian Xing roared, he couldn't help at all, so he could only hurry.

"Abominable ......"

Table Bufan consumes too much mana, and his body is slightly embarrassed to stabilize, the key is the injury from the divine soul, and there is no hope of recovery for decades.

"Erqing, you should be damned......"

Xiong Mang hit it with a stick, and a wave of dust spread quickly, and the two sides fought, and countless spells burst out, overwhelmingly exploding.

Even though the enemies are all in the Eighth Realm and the Ninth Realm, Xiong Mang and Meng Qing are still there

The Deep Essence Forbidden Technique, the power of dozens of people crossed each other, turning into a net of heaven and earth.

"By you?"

Shi Ping's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of a disciple as fast as lightning, taking away a life with a wave of his hand, and then stretching out his hand, the space within a radius of 100 zhang collapsed into nothingness.

"You're looking for death."

Meng Qing slid a little towards his body, and a violent mana swept out, appearing behind Shi Ping, the curse aura wrapped around his fingers, breaking through the air, Shi Ping is punch, Meng Qing urged mana again,

The momentum became violent and fierce,

Shi Ping suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the rich aura of death surged out of Meng Qing's body crazily, and Shi Ping's palm suddenly collapsed, resounding with a terrible sound.

The next moment, countless spells fell from the sky and slammed into Shi Ping's body, directly engulfing it, and at this moment, a magic staff broke out of the air, and Meng Qing's figure retreated dozens of steps before he stabilized, and a fishy sweetness surged in his throat, which was immediately swallowed by him.

"Die."

With a wave of Fang Wenyuan's palm, a gate fell, Meng Qing was directly inhaled, and he could only use his weapon to resist the gate, Fang Wenyuan sneered, and one spell after another fell, exploding wildly.

Jian Xing could only clench his fists and stare dryly, and he couldn't intervene at all.

Seeing that Meng Qing was about to die, he gritted his teeth, and the figure rushed out, hugging Meng Qing's figure and rolling aside.

Xiong Mang said: "Good job."

He also knew that death was only a matter of time, and that he was basically slaughtered unilaterally.

"Jian Xing, you run, I'll drag them, you go find the Great Elder."

Meng Qing's sweat was like a waterfall, his face was covered with pain, and the pain was so severe that his face became distorted.

"No ......"

"Go ......"

Jian Xing had to say that he had been pushed out by Meng Qing, and he saw that Meng Qing's eyes suddenly opened, and his body exploded into a blood mist all of a sudden, Fang Wenyuan turned around and wanted to escape, but was taken away by a wave.