The knife momentum becomes substance, and the blade leads but does not fire.

This knife, which had just looked ordinary, turned out to be extremely dangerous in this moment, and it seemed that even the strongest mountain in the world standing below it could not escape the fate of being cut in half.

The raccoon's upside-down fur calmed down again, and the black aura from the bottom up turned into dark black armor that wrapped its whole body up and down.

The black armor is extremely deep, like an abyss, condensing and absorbing everything.

Hundreds of miles long bone wings raised high, the raccoon at this moment is like an immortal spirit that has survived from the ancient battlefield, how powerful is it monstrous?

The only thing exposed under the deep black armor was the pair of scarlet eyes that seemed to crawl out of the underworld.

Violent, cold, bloody, and emotionless.

Different from demon beasts and spirit beasts, the existence of fierce beasts is born for killing and fighting, and it is precisely because of this that the raccoon was sealed in the Eagle Sorrow Stream, and it was not until recently that the two cave ghosts left their posts without permission and broke the seal.

"Slash me!"

There was a chilling burst of applause, and Bai Rumei's raised arm suddenly waved down.

The knife that had been hanging from the ground fell as well.

It's like crossing space, and it only takes a short moment from falling to falling in front of you.

At this moment, the ground is already a mess, the river has not yet receded, and the blade has fallen.

The river parted on both sides, the ground cracked a slender crevice, and the collapsed mountain peaks and the forest split in two in the ruins.

A scarlet beam of light emanated from his eyes, and the raccoon clasped his hands together to grasp the knife, and a bear spirit phantom emerged from his body and stood in front of him, holding the knife in the same motion.

He held it up, and the knife fell down.

Black Fierce and White Rumei confronted each other and fell into a stalemate.

The black clouds gathered and dispersed, and after they dispersed, they gathered again, and an autumn rain fell.

The autumn rain moistens things, but it is not silent.

The rain fell on the raccoon's armor, reflecting the pale blue thunder in the sky and then sliding down again, which was a sight to behold.

Li Xiu looked up at this scene with a slightly dull gaze.

The autumn rain fell straight down, then gradually tilted, and a wind blew from the surface of the Liangkai River, blowing the rain, and then blowing the raccoon's armor and white plum's tattered clothes and paler complexion.

Then the black armor cracked a gap.

Except for a crunch.

Countless cracks emerged from the surface of the armor, and the raccoon's footsteps retreated, and the armor on its body completely cracked at this moment, peeling off from its body one by one and then falling down.

Overhead, there was the sound of breaking wind, and a fragment of black armor fell from Li Xiu's eyes and smashed at his feet, raising puffs of dust and smoke.

But his eyes didn't blink, and even his pupils were not disturbed in the slightest.

The knife became so thin that it seemed like it could disappear at any moment, but it didn't disappear.

The fingertips as white as night kept flowing and stretching the white thread.

The long knife went through the raccoon's palm and slashed off.

Bone wings sat in front of him for the last defense.

The blade slashed at the bone wing, leaving a deep mark, and a flash of light flashed and the bone wing vanished.

The knife became fainter and lighter, as thin as a cicada's wings.

Gently slashing across the raccoon's body, a wound that stretched several kilometers from the shoulder to the waist and abdomen appeared.

Bone is visible deeply.

Blood poured down, staining the earth and the river a blood-red color.

The raccoon staggered to the ground, and the scarlet in its pupils seemed to dissipate a lot.

Bai Rumei stood above the sky and shook her body, panting heavily, her face like gold paper was full of haggardness, and her body was shaking up and down, and he had already overdrawn his body at this moment.

"It's worthy of the ancient bear spirit, and he hasn't died even after eating this knife hard. ”

Bai Rumei said while panting.

The coldness in his eyes had not yet subsided, and the white lines spreading from his fingertips seemed to continue.

A looming long knife once again condensed from the sky, but it was extremely illusory, and even a few times it was blown away by the risk.

It can be seen that Bai Rumei may have reached the edge of the end of the strong crossbow.

The body that was 10,000 meters high fell to the ground, oppressing many mountains and trees.

The raccoon struggled to its feet, its body swaying as if it had no strength at all.

He now regrets that he was too greedy to eat and sleep on weekdays, and did not recover his strength well, otherwise he would not have ended up so passive today.

"If you want to kill the fat man, you're still far away!"

A cold voice came out of the raccoon's mouth, it rarely spoke, and even if it was facing life and death today, it only said three words.

The vanished bony wings resurfaced from behind it, and the raccoon's paws were detached

Above the ground, the body floated above the sky.

The purple-gold color re-covered the bone wings, vibrating for hundreds of miles before completely dispersing the already illusory long knife above his head.

Bai Ruye's mouth spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down again.

The raccoon's boundless body stood straight and straight, and the rain flowed down its body, wetting its bloody hair.

......

Xu Yingxiu took out a paper umbrella and gently opened it to the top of Li Xiu's head.

The rain was not small, but it was nothing compared to the scene in front of him, and there was no need to cover it at all.

But Xu Yingxiu still took out the blue-white paper umbrella, and Li Xiu didn't stop it, just stood there silently, looking very quiet.

This umbrella is not a cover for the rain.

This umbrella is still the heart.

In the distance above his head was a raccoon, and in front of him stood Chen Zhimo.

The hundreds of zhang square chessboard under his feet had long since disappeared, and even the chessboard soul behind it was hidden.

Chen Zhimo stood not far in front of the bridge, standing with his hands in his hands, his blue clothes were wet by the rain, his head was held high, his eyebrows and eyes were raised lightly, and his face was proud.

Thirty-two Yuye died in an instant, and twenty-three died.

It's a great thing.

Da Hong Pao reached out and tidied the collar of his flowered clothes, and then wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were bright and full of admiration.

His injuries were not serious.

Chen Zhimo broke the universe and flipped his life soul to be able to reach such a level by surprise, his life soul can no longer be used in the future, and now there is only martial cultivation left in the soul and martial arts double cultivation, so why fight with him?

The big red robe stood in place and didn't move, and Lu Buju rushed over with a cold snort.

The seven You Ye behind him glanced at Chen Zhimo with fear on their faces, and then at the paleness on his face and the blood on his chest, the fear on his face faded a lot, and then he also swept over.

There were three people who went around left and right and killed Li Xiu, but this time Chen Zhimo did not stop him.

Or rather, he couldn't stop it.

His injuries were very serious, and Lu Buqi was already standing in front of him, holding a sword in his hand, and the sword light cut through the autumn rain, glowing with cold.

The three of them looked at Li Xiu expressionlessly, as long as they killed this person, then everything would be over.

Li Xiu raised his hand and grasped the handle of the umbrella.

Xu Yingxiu greeted him with a whisk in her hand.

The autumn rain fell on the robe.