As they spoke, the three of them used their spells again and continued to attack Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo's shoulders shook, like a broken tail gecko, gave up his arms and retreated, and instantly escaped from the range of ink dragon and phoenix and pipa ripples.

However, the black-clothed young man chased Wang Shuo with an iron rod in his hand, Wang Shuo sneered, and a pair of new arms quickly grew from the broken arms, and slammed into the young man's chest.

Before the black-clothed young man's iron rod could be smothered, he felt a shock in his chest, and the whole person shot out backwards like an arrow, smashing into the ripples of the pipa and the dragon and phoenix of ink.

"Ahh

As soon as the jet-black ink touched the boy, it was like a drop of ink dripping into the water, instantly scurrying into his body and spreading open, invading his spiritual roots.

At the same time, the boy's body deformed and twisted with the ripples spread by the pipa, and the sound of "gurgling" bones breaking emanated from his body.

Seeing this, the two hurriedly stopped the attack, and looked at the black-clothed young man who was paralyzed on the ground in a daze.

"This..."

The old man in the Taoist robe also changed his expression, and looked at the two of them: "You two...!"

"It's okay, the two of us just missed, it was this Wang Shuo who killed people..."The woman in the red dress had a trace of cold sweat flowing from her forehead. looked at Wang Shuo again, but found that Wang Shuo was no longer in place.

"Help me!"

Behind the three of them, the bewitching man's cry for help sounded again, and he turned his head to look and found that Wang Shuo was bombarding this person indiscriminately.

The old man in the Dao robe immediately beckoned, and the black and white flying sword rushed towards Wang Shuo again. Wang Shuo smiled proudly, did not dodge, and shouted: "Turn things around!"

Immediately, the heavens and the earth were reversed, the yin and yang were reversed, several people were facing the ground and their feet were facing the sky, and the two flying swords that originally flew towards Wang Shuo actually flew towards the white-faced scholar and the woman in the red dress.

The two of them raised their eyebrows, and hurriedly picked up the magic weapon in their hands and launched an attack on the two flying swords.

However, when the two flying swords collided with the pipa ripples and the ink dragon and phoenix, the three of them saw a flower in front of them, and the surroundings had returned to their original state.

The two flying swords were steadily trampled under Wang Shuo's feet, but the white-faced scholar and the woman in the red dress had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Suddenly, the old man in the Taoist robe fell to the ground with a pop, almost the same way as the black-clothed young man just now.

The two of them were immediately so frightened that they didn't dare to move, and their expressions staring at Wang Shuo became very frightened.

Wang Shuo picked up two flying swords on the ground: "Yes, low-level magic weapon." It's a pity that the master was killed by his companions!"

"That's illusion... You use your illusion to make the two of us cast spells on him!" the woman in the red dress panicked.

Wang Shuo nodded: "The reaction is quite fast, and now there is still left..."

Before the words were finished, a dark cloud suddenly appeared one foot above Wang Shuo's head, and an arc of electricity crossed it.

Wang Shuo was curious, and was about to look up, when an arc of lightning slashed towards Wang Shuo from the clouds at a speed that was lightning fast.

Wang Shuo's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt the muscles in his whole body contract, and he couldn't stop trembling, accompanied by bursts of sharp pain and **.

"You two, hurry!"

At this time, the enchanting man behind Wang Shuo shouted at the two.

The two of them hurriedly urged the magic weapon and hit Wang Shuo.

As soon as the black ink was contaminated with Wang Shuo, it immediately burrowed into his body from his skin and eroded towards the spiritual root, and at the same time, Wang Shuo's body and the ripples of the pipa were twisted and deformed, and the bones around him also collapsed.

Wang Shuo screamed in his heart, but the spiritual root was eroded by black ink, the mana did not work smoothly, and his body was controlled by the ripples of this pipa, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Don't kill this person, my emperor needs a body refining spell!" said the bewitching man.

Hearing this, the woman in the red dress and the white-faced scholar nodded, slightly reducing the power of the magic weapon. However, these two underestimated Wang Shuo too much, and this slight drop made Wang Shuo have the ability to breathe.

As soon as Wang Shuo's hand was released, two talisman treasures turned into two rays of light and flew out from the cuffs, one of which was as thick as a bowl, and one turned into two and fell on the wrists of the woman in the red dress, and then suddenly closed.

The pipa immediately fell from the woman's hand, and then looked at her hands, which were bound by a red ring, and at the same time, the woman in the red dress felt the mana in her body stagnate, and her expression immediately changed.

On the other side, the thunder net in front of the enchanting man lit up, and he saw ten extremely thin red silk threads passing through the cracks in the thunder net, instantly piercing the bewitching man's brain.

Wang Shuo smiled proudly, the bones of his whole body quickly recovered, and he got up and went to the woman in the red dress instantly.

The woman in the red dress looked up at Wang Shuo, her eyes full of horror: "Help... Help me!"

Wang Shuo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly slapped down, and the woman's head immediately spun like a spinning top, killing her on the spot.

Then Wang Shuo looked back at the white-faced scholar: "Daoyou doesn't seem to be very speechful!"

Hearing this, the white-faced scholar's originally white face turned even paler, his eyes flickered, and he turned into a yellow light and fled as soon as he collected the inkstone magic weapon.

Wang Shuo smiled slightly, and the two snow sculptures in the air immediately intercepted the yellow light, and Wang Shuo jumped up and punched him.

This punch caused the yellow light to disperse, and the man's sense of levitation around his body suddenly disappeared, and he fell obliquely from the air, but fortunately, he quickly pinched and chanted a mantra, and the air turned into a yellow light again and escaped.

However, before he could fly a few feet away, Wang Shuo flew from the back of the snow sculpture, firmly grabbed the white-faced scholar, and fell from the air to the ground with him.

A large pit was immediately smashed out of the intersection of the east-west main city road and the north-south main city road, and the bones of the lower half of the white-faced scholar broke on the spot at the moment of falling, and he gritted his teeth and roared in pain.

Wang Shuo grabbed his long hair with one hand and lifted his whole person: "How can this ink be removed from my body, say it, I will spare you from death!"