A poisonous mist composed of poisonous gases filled the air, unconsciously splitting the battlefield into several pieces.

The violent collision in the poisonous fog, even the six sword slaves and the startled salamanders, who were still hidden in shape, also showed their figures, dodging such poison, and the people in the Eight Linglong also launched an attack with the division of the battlefield.

Although the combined strength of the Eight Linglong can only exert the level of a half-step grandmaster, if it is divided into seven people and the power is dispersed, it can exert the strength of seven first-class masters.

Kun Po stopped the tide and Tian Mi, Xun bee stopped Gai Nie, Dui Li and Kan Mouse stopped the chaos and the dragon in the six sword slaves respectively, and the black widow who was the "dance" dragged the soul and soul destroying sisters with a ruthless silk array, and the general wall, who had the strongest martial arts and strong sword skills, faced Zhen Gang, who was also strong in swordsmanship and good at frontal direct attacks, and also stopped the broken water.

Although the six sword slaves are enough to exert the combat power of the grandmaster level, the six sword slaves also have a fatal flaw.

That is, the six people are separated, and their combat power is only an ordinary first-class realm, and they can't even defeat many masters who are also first-class realms.

This is the difference between the Eight Linglong and the Six Sword Slaves.

Eight Linglong uses evil methods to absorb the souls of others, and the living control the will and actions of the rest, so it can achieve "one heart and eight sides".

However, the combat effectiveness of the Six Sword Slaves was exerted through years of training with near-perfect cooperation.

During the battle, the six sword slaves performed their duties.

As the leader of the six sword slaves, Zhengang is strong in swordsmanship, good at frontal direct attacks, and destroys the target's living force in one move; The blind water cut-off is a planner who plans to act later, is good at concealing his body, and can take people's lives invisibly; The chaotic god belongs to the helper, flexible and adaptable, and is responsible for dealing with unexpected situations in battle; He is good at light skills, and his swordsmanship is light and fast, and he is responsible for chasing and persecuting enemies; Because of their similar appearances, Soul Turning and Soul Destroying are good at confusing and pinning down enemies.

Therefore, the six sword slaves only need to perform this part of their tasks perfectly, they don't need to do and can't do superfluous things, and then through years of living and running-in, they have played an almost perfect cooperation, as if the six of them are one.

Because of this, after the six people are forced to fight separately, they will be defeated like this, because they will only need to learn the part of the swordsmanship and fighting methods.

And all of this is also within the calculation of Eight Linglong.

Bai Yifei, who was standing at the bottom of the hill, also made a move, and after seeing that Ba Linglong had successfully entangled the six sword slaves, his internal force rushed out, turned into ice thorns, rose from under Bai Yifei's feet, and carried him to the top of this hill.

And the moment Bai Yifei just appeared, he was entangled in the sun.

The strength of the sun occultation is a little weaker than that of the salamander, at least in terms of perception.

After all, although the sun has the realm of a grandmaster, it is a grandmaster who has been fed with countless resources, not a master who has simply cultivated to the realm of a grandmaster. The sun is also known for its resourcefulness and means, rather than swordsmanship and martial arts.

As for the strongest startled salamander, it was handed over to the black and white Xuanjian.

"You're strong, you're a worthy opponent."

Xuan Jian held the black and white double sword, staring at the pink long sword in the hand of the startled salamander, and his face showed a little joy after the death of his wife.

The most famous female killer in the net is the startling salamander in front of her.

A martial artist who stepped into the realm of a grandmaster as a woman is rare, even if he looks at the world or throughout the ancient and modern times.

Moreover, he could see that the startled salamander was not a grandmaster who used pills and other substances to stimulate potential like the sun occult and smashed resources.

Because of the sword intent transmitted from the startled salamander...... It is a kind of perception that can only be obtained by fighting with the sword in his hand, and cannot be obtained with the help of external objects.

The smile on Xuan Qian's face gradually became a little crazy, just like the wolf king of a wolf pack who had not been defeated for many years, and suddenly met the wolf king of another wolf pack one day, which aroused the competitiveness and fighting spirit of this wolf king that had not been aroused for a long time.

A powerful black aura lingered around Xuan Qian's body, and the sword intent turned into a sword momentum, almost condensing into substance.

The startled salamander's expression was calm, and there was no emotion in those smart eyes at the moment, only the enemy in front of him.

She also condensed her sword intent into a sword momentum, and a pink aura surrounded the delicate body of the startled salamander, like a pink shawl, beautiful and moving.

But everyone knows that this piece of pink shawl is actually a sword momentum that sharpens iron like clay.

Two terrifying sword momentums, one black and one red, erupted with the will of the two of them, and they slammed into each other fiercely.

The sword was fierce, and the land around the two of them was like a knife and an axe, and the tent that had been set up was also twisted into powder by the terrifying sword qi.

It is the realm of a grandmaster, and at the same time it is a master of swordsmanship, and the clash of sword momentum alone is almost like plowing this hill.

But gradually, the salamander fell into the disadvantage slightly.

This is not because of the gap in internal strength or sword intent, but because the salamander's mind is not all in the battle with Xuan Qian.

Xuan Jian can unscrupulously urge the sword momentum and destroy everything, but the startled salamander is not, Ying Zheng needs protection, and the tide, Tian Mi, the Hu sisters, and the detached Flame Spirit Ji also need protection, she must keep a part of the sword momentum by their side.

"Tsk."

Xuan Jian also noticed these details, and was a little dissatisfied in his heart.

Protecting Yingzheng, he understood, after all, that was the task of the salamander.

But protect those women......

He remembered that it was mentioned in the intelligence that those people were Zhang Ji's wives and concubines, and they were potential opponents in the competition for favor with the salamander.

Does a woman protect her rivals who compete with her for love from her husband, or does she come at the cost of losing her own battle?

Even if they can't be ruthless, they are afraid of deliberately guiding the sword momentum to kill them and be discovered, then it doesn't matter if they live or die. It is impossible for anyone to blame the startling salamander on the grounds that he did not protect the group of weak people when he was fighting to the death with a master of the same realm.

At that time, the startled salamander will be able to monopolize Zhang Ji's favor, isn't that good?

"Your sword is too weak." Xuan Jian pointed at the startled salamander, stopped the sword exchange, and said coldly, "Love and love have dulled your sword." ”

Hearing Xuan Qian's words, a wave appeared in the eyes of the startled salamander Gujing Bubo. The red lips opened lightly, and he said, "As far as I know, it seems that you have also fallen in love with a Wei woman......"

Hearing this, Xuan Qian's body trembled.

The salamander's words struck the most vulnerable place in his heart.

It was a wound in his heart that would never heal, and it was also a demon in his heart.

Everyone believes that Xuan Qian, who is not yet over thirty years old, has found his own "Tao", and it may not be a fantasy to achieve the realm of the unity of heaven and man in the future.

But only he knows that such a possibility has long been broken.

Wei Xianxian's death has become his eternal demon.

Unless Wei Xianxian comes back from the dead, even if Xuan Jian kills Wei Yong, Dian Qing and the sun that prevents him from taking revenge, he will always be trapped in the current realm and will not be able to advance an inch.

Of course, there are other ways for him to bypass the demons that stand in his way.

So, he chose to work with the man in black who looked weak.

……

On the edge of the cliff, no one had time to intercept the dry killer grinning, killing several black-armored iron soldiers who were guarding in front of Ying Zheng.

Although Ying Zheng also practiced martial arts, he was stronger than ordinary armor soldiers, and he had no actual combat experience, and the sword in his hand was also killed and knocked away.

Looking at Ying Zheng who was retreating step by step, Qian Kill suddenly gave birth to a cat-and-mouse feeling, and with the intention of teasing, Ying Zheng was forced to the edge of the cliff.

"Yingzheng, say goodbye to this world."

The sword in the killer's hand slashed horizontally towards Ying Zheng's neck.

Blood burst out, and a long white sword pierced through the back of the slayer's heart, piercing through his heart.

The sword qi wrapped around the blade lost its suppression, and roamed freely in Qian's body, grinding all his internal organs into pieces, cutting off Qian's vitality.

At the end of his life, those black pupils were full of unwilling and incomprehensible colors.

Everyone looked at Xuan Jian in astonishment, who only had a black sword left in his hand, and didn't understand why he did this.

"That's the way I chose."

Xuan Jian looked at the fallen corpse of Qianji, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

(2544 words)

(End of chapter)