Han Xiao had just learned to live to death in the fifth layer of 'telekinesis as a weapon', and it was difficult to exert one hundred or two of its power for a while, and the other four layers had not been integrated, so he could only have a tie with the flying sword that Leng Shu and Mo Ruhai cast at the same time, and saw a copper coin sword condensed not far away, and the sword body exuded the spiritual power of the yin and evil body, which made him feel a trace of life and death crisis in his heart.

As soon as the thought in his heart moved, the four bearded people who were sucked dry by him had a trace of bloodlight in their empty eyes, their necks twisted a few times, and suddenly one turned over and supported the ground on all fours, and crawled silently like a lizard to the foot of Mo Ruhai, opened his sharp fangs, and bit his ankle between Zhang He, and between a few breaths, the flesh and blood of Mo Ruhai's two calves were chewed away, leaving only Sen Sen's white bones.

Time happened so fast that Mo Ruhai didn't have time to react, and by the time the pain was reflected to the nerves in his brain, he had already become a cripple without feet.

Mo Ruhai screamed miserably, wanting to lift his feet, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he only heard a click, his foot was broken, his body lost his balance, and he fell to the ground.

Mo Ruhai was heart-rending in pain, the aura in his body could not be condensed, and the copper coin sword hanging in the air had no spiritual power to support, and it automatically dispersed and fell to the ground like raindrops.

At this time, the four necromancers manipulated by Han Xiao were not idle, crawled to Mo Ruhai's side, and eight hands were fiercely inserted into Mo Ruhai's body, and for a while, the vitality in Mo Ruhai's body leaked out violently like a flood, and went straight to the bodies of the four necromancers, and followed the black thin line that was thousands of times thinner than a hair, and continued to pour into Han Xiao's body, Han Xiao's body condensed a few more copies, and the black body had a few more traces of flesh color.

Leng Shu heard Mo Ruhai's cry, turned his head around, and saw that he had turned into a dry corpse in an instant, with cold air coming out of his back, and the sweat on his forehead was also falling like raindrops.

Just as he was frightened, he saw the four undead turn their bodies and crawl towards him.

In the silent night, every step of the four undead spirits would make a sound like a firecracker bursting from their bones, the stimulation of Leng Shu's breath was rapid, the heart was beating wildly, the spiritual power could not function, and they scurried around in their bodies, spit out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies flew backwards and fell the bluestone slab.

At this moment, the four undead crawled over, turned over in fright, rolled out more than two feet away, and with his right hand back, he actually touched a handful of copper coins, and a mighty aura of vicissitudes flowed into his body from the copper coins, calming his frightened heart.

Leng Shu suppressed the tension and fear in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and quickly analyzed the situation in front of him.

The fierce ghost who cultivates to a high level is violent and ferocious, but the spiritual wisdom is lacking, this is something that immortal cultivators know, but the ferocity of this powerful ghost in front of him is rare in the world, and his scheming is as deep as the sea.

At first, when the four undead were killed, Leng Shu used secret methods to sense the breath on their bodies, and did not find anything abnormal, but now in this situation, it is obvious that these four undead are an ambush planted by the other party behind them, giving them a devastating blow at a critical time.

After thinking about it, the fear that he suppressed hit his heart again, and the sweat soaked his robe, he no longer had the slightest intention to fight, he just wanted to escape from here quickly, but would the other party allow him to leave?

Just as he was in endless fear, the cracking sound of the firecracker became louder and louder, and Leng Shu was so frightened that he saw that the four undead had already crawled in front of him, and before he could think about it, he grabbed the copper coins on the ground and smashed them towards the opposite side.

The undead who were hit by the copper coin felt as if they were being burned by fire, emitting a smell of burnt flesh, and at the same time, their bodies retreated.

Seeing this, Leng Shu suddenly remembered that the copper coin sword was a spiritual weapon to restrain yin and evil things, and he was overjoyed, touched the red rope, turned the residual spiritual power in his body, and hung the copper coin on the ground, condensing it into a copper coin sword, and at the same time shouted violently, the copper coin sword flew out in response, and a sword was slashed, and the arms of an undead near him were cut off alive.

The undead who had lost its arms fell forward in front of it, but it seemed to be unwilling, and continued to crawl forward on its feet, opening its mouth to show Sensen's white teeth as it crawled, and roared at Leng Shu.

Leng Shu was unmoved, jumped up from the ground, led a sword trick with his left hand, pointed at the copper coin sword, and the copper coin sword turned around and slashed at the head of the undead.

With a loud sound, the undead's head was cut off, its legs stiffened, and there was no movement.

Leng Shu concocted it according to the law, and quickly killed the other three undead, and regained his confidence for a while, glanced at the dead junior brother, and the strong killing intent came out of his body, looked at Han Xiao, and said coldly: "It turns out that you are afraid of this sword, it's a pity, I know your weakness, you must die today." ”

After speaking, he squinted his eyes and stared at Han Xiao in the dark night, the corners of the other party's mouth suddenly hooked, as if mocking him, his heart couldn't help sinking, he glanced down at the two long swords that fell to the ground and broke into two, and his heart was shocked, you must know that the two swords are spiritual weapons, and the reason why they are spiritual weapons is that they are spiritual treasures that have been tempered with spiritual power, with a very hard body and a certain spirituality, and even have their own consciousness.

The spirit weapon will instinctively fight back when it is attacked, and even seriously injure the other party, so if it is not for the level that is much higher than the level of the spirit weapon, it is generally not possible to directly destroy the spirit weapon, like Han Xiao, who destroys the spirit weapon, Leng Shu is still the first time to see it.

His long sword was bought by him with a lot of effort, and he cherished it like a wife, and now let the other party destroy it, not angry from the heart, without the slightest hesitation, he manipulated the copper coin sword to slash at Han Xiao.

Han Xiao saw the copper coin sword flying, just like seeing a natural enemy, the hairs on his whole body stood up, a thought flashed, and suddenly the surrounding black fog rushed towards the copper coin sword,

The copper coin sword has the natural attribute of restraining yin and evil, and the black mist that came to the face was instantly dissolved by the copper coin sword, without stagnation at all, and went straight to Han Xiao.

Leng Shu saw that the copper coin sword had an effect again, and his confidence was even stronger, and he couldn't help but hate and said: "You must be a pig and a dog-like existence before your death, otherwise how could you have such a big grievance after death." However, you bitch, when you meet Dao Ye and me, you deserve to die. However, I will not let you die so cheaply, I will let you suffer eighteen kinds of pain, and then let you die slowly. ”

The depression in his heart was all released in his scolding, and his heart was much more comfortable.

At this moment, the copper coin sword has already flown in front of Han Xiao, Han Xiao laughed fiercely, he used the mist to test the copper coin sword, and found that although this sword is powerful, but the power of spiritual power is under himself, as long as he overcomes the fear of natural enemies, he can suck the vitality of the copper coin sword dry.

At this point, when the copper coin sword flew in front of him, the resentment in his body suddenly skyrocketed, and it condensed into a totem behind him, which was a flowing chaotic qi, and there were countless dead corpses around the chaotic qi, some were skinned and died, some were burned, and some were killed by cutting their tongues and gouging out their eyes. There is a heart to remove the liver and die, etc., the death is more than a mad person, in the center of the chaotic qi there is an eyeball looming, when the copper coin sword stabbed Han Xiao's body, the eyeball suddenly opened, emitting a miserable green glow, making the already chilling totem even more terrifying.

Under this strange totem, the sword body trembled, and a stream of yellow and white gas emanated from the copper coin, continuously drilling into Han Xiao's nostrils, Han Xiao inhaled the gas of those copper coins, and his body was black and yellow.

The copper coin sword lasted less than thirty breaths, and the bronze body of the coin turned dark black, and the red rope also turned from red to gray, and then turned into fly ash, and the copper coin fell to the ground without the support of the red rope, and fell to the ground like porcelain.

Seeing this, the smile on the corner of Leng Shu's mouth suddenly froze, he gasped twice, and looked at each other with wide eyes, like looking at an unknown creature, "This, this, even the vitality of the spirit weapon can be devoured, this, this, how is it possible!"

He didn't look at the two broken swords before, but now that he thinks about it, he must have been devoured by that powerful ghost and become as fragile as porcelain.

His heart was beating wildly, he wanted to run, but his feet were weak, and he almost didn't have the strength to stand, and the crotch of his pants could faintly hear the sound of liquid dripping onto the bluestone slab, and the fear in his heart could not be described in words.

With a plop, his spirit collapsed, and he knelt down, his face as gray as death, "I, I don't want to die." ”

"Is this an awe-inspiring immortal cultivator?" Han Xiao squinted at Leng Shu with a look of disdain.

"Don't mess with him, kill him and leave!" The crow looked impatient, and his eyes kept looking into the distance, as if there was danger in all directions.

A trace of helplessness flashed on Han Xiao's face, and she glanced sideways at Suni, she was quietly squatting there, clasping her hands together, sticking them to her chest, closing her eyes slightly, and muttering prayers in her mouth, "Heavenly gods and Buddhas, please bless the immortal brother, he can live well, he is a good person!"

"I, how do I feel it, my heart hurts!" It seems that a meteor smashed into Han Xiao's chest, and his breath was suffocated.

"Even if I die, I will protect you. Han Xiao's voice was very soft, and Che still entered Suni's ears with the breath of resentment.

Suni's mouth suddenly stopped, and she looked in the direction where the voice came from, "Why, so good to me?"

"Because you're the first person who doesn't dislike me, and because you're good to me, I'll be good to you!" Han Xiao didn't look at Suni, but stared into the distance, where several groups of people were hurrying towards this side.

"Little cub, have you listened to your bird!" The crow saw the ghost boy in front of him, at the moment of life and death, he was still in the mood to flirt with a little girl, as a ghost, and still alive like a person, he couldn't help but be furious, and his tone of voice was much heavier.

Han Xiao lowered his head and looked at the crow on his shoulder, and sneered: "Everyone is coming, where are you going?"

When the crow heard this, his heart tightened, he fluttered his wings and flew up, his eyes swept into the distance, and he saw countless immortal cultivators coming in all directions, and his heart suddenly became cold.

In a dozen breaths, seven figures pierced the pitch-black night sky, smashed to the ground like meteors, and landed around Leng Shu, who were none other than Ling Feng and the other seven Dragon and Tiger Sect disciples.

As soon as the six of the disciples landed on their feet, they pulled out the long swords on their backs and quickly formed a sword formation.

Ling Feng stood with his hands in his hands, his long narrow eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at Han Xiao not far away, and then turned sideways to look at Leng Shu who was kneeling on the ground

Leng Shu was in extreme fear at this time, and he didn't use his spiritual power to open his night vision eyes, only heard the sound of breaking through the sky and landing, followed by a few clanging sounds of drawing his sword, and thought that the undead summoned by the powerful ghost was ready to suck his vitality, and his whole body trembled with fright, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Senior Brother Leng Shu, what's wrong with you?" it was Qing Wu who spoke, and she had met Leng Shu a few times.

When the other five people heard this, they all turned their heads to look at Leng Shu.

Leng Shu is the Tianjiao of the Danding Dharma Sect, his fame is greater than Xie Xi, and he is one of the immortal cultivators who have the most chance of breaking through the condensation period and entering the foundation building of the younger generation.

Hearing a familiar voice, Leng Shu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, it was his own people who came, and he didn't care about his current embarrassment, so he was busy using his spiritual power to unfold his night vision eyes and take a look, and there were seven people standing in front of him, all dressed as disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and he exhaled a long breath in his heart and sat down on the ground.