The thirteen black cloud bamboos were still quietly staying in the middle of the swamp, unaffected by the changes just now.

Even if there were some splashing tongues of fire occasionally, they were all blocked by the twelve fourth-order black cloud bamboos on the periphery.

It was guaranteed not to disturb the kind of people they were clustered around who were likely to reach the fifth order.

......

The swamp had engulfed the fireball and Zhong Yuke in its entirety, and then returned to normal, only a few blisters popping up from below from time to time.

Stopping the attack, Wu Kongtong looked at Sun Yimiao, and the two glanced at each other, feeling almost the same.

So they all turned around, turned their heads to look at Lu Pingchuan, and said:

"Will this swamp trap him?"

Lu Pingchuan's bubbling corpse qi could no longer be hidden, his face became sunken, his body became shriveled, and his body felt a little taller.

After hearing Wu Kongtong and Sun Yimiao's questioning, he didn't answer immediately, but took a few steps back, and then stared at the two with his yellow pupils and said in a dry voice:

"If nothing else...... Can't!"

"Uh...... What?"

Wu Kongtong and Sun Yimiao had just let out a stunned sound, and before they could question Lu Pingchuan, the swamp behind them suddenly burst open, and a figure rose into the sky from inside.

The muddy water scattered in the sky, accompanied by a black chain that had an eerie atmosphere.

The chain came straight towards Sun Yimiao, flying in the air, constantly changing his posture, and the latter only had time to turn around and resist slightly, and then it wrapped around his body and locked it up.

At the same time, a fist was also getting closer and closer to Wu Kongtong, who took out a bead-shaped magic weapon and activated it, instantly forming a light blue film in front of him.

The fist hit the light blue membrane and sank in, and it didn't stop until it reached Wu Kongtong's chest, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his body couldn't stop falling backwards.

However, fortunately, that light blue film was a third-order low-grade defensive magic weapon after all, and even if it was the angry blow of Zhong Yuke, a peak monk in the foundation building period, it could not be shattered.

However, the taste of this punch was not good after all, and as soon as Wu Kongtong stopped, he had to kneel on the ground to relieve the injury.

When he covered his chest with one hand and held a bead-shaped defensive magic weapon in the other, he looked forward,

Zhong Yuke was already standing on the ground, and as soon as he pulled his right hand, Sun Yimiao, who was bound by the black chains, was directly pulled by him and choked his neck.

"Bell... Predecessor... It's a mistake ......."

Looking at this scene, Wu Kongtong had an indescribable meaning on his face, he looked at Lu Pingchuan who had opened up a distance with resentment, then stood up and said slowly:

"You made a pact with us!"

Lu Pingchuan couldn't deny it, and before he could answer, Zhong Yuke was already holding Sun Yimiao, who couldn't speak, approaching them.

The dirty muddy water fell down his clothes, and Zhong Yuke's cultivation as a peak monk in the foundation building period was fully revealed.

His eyes were calm, and he didn't pay attention to Sun Yimiao, who was restrained by himself, but also looked at Lu Pingchuan and said:

"Can Lu Daoyou give the old man a reasonable explanation?"

His skin had turned blue-brown, the nails of his hands had grown black and blackened, his back was slightly hunched, and two sharp fangs had grown out of his mouth.

Lu Pingchuan ignored Zhong Yuke's questioning, but slowly walked towards Wu Kongtong, who had suffered some minor injuries.

His steps were heavy, so heavy that each step was enough to leave a deep footprint on the ground.

The situation became confusing in an instant, Wu Kongtong looked at Sun Yimiao, who was restrained by Zhong Yuke, and then looked at Lu Pingchuan, who was approaching him step by step, he didn't know what the other party meant?

Obviously, half a year ago, Lu Pingchuan personally made a contract with himself and Sun Yimiao, preparing to solve Zhong Yuke before he started.

But now......

Before Wu Kongtong could think about what was going on, Lu Pingchuan's figure suddenly sped up and rushed towards him.

The black evil aura spread in the air, showing naked malice!

His eyes widened in disbelief, but the attack was real, and he had to immediately take out a golden spirit sword from his storage bag to defend it.

"Squeak......

It was the sound of Lu Pingchuan's body colliding with the spirit sword body, sharp and piercing.

And Wu Kongtong is obviously very good at swordsmanship, and the sword shadow in the sky blocked Lu Pingchuan, who was a little higher than him, from the outside.

Countless sword flowers appeared in the air, and exploded on Lu Pingchuan's body, and soon the clothes on his body were already in tatters.

However, his corpse transformation technique was really powerful, and such a sharp sword shadow didn't even completely break through his body's defenses.

On the other side, Zhong Yuke looked at the battle situation between Lu Pingchuan and Wu Kongtong with a little doubt, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

So he loosened Sun Yimiao a little bit in his hand so that he could speak.

"What deal did you make with Lu Pingchuan?"

Sun Yimiao had just taken a breath at this time, thinking about how to escape from Zhong Yuke's hands.

So he replied thoughtfully:

"If the juniors are all dragged out, can the seniors let ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, the black chains on his body tightened at once, until they sank into the flesh, and the bones of Strangle rattled.

And Zhong Yuke's right hand also regained his strength, directly twisting Sun Yimiao's neck.

"Forget it, it's just a little troublesome, and when you get a little effort, you can kill them all!"

This was the last sentence Sun Yimiao heard, and before he could put forward his conditions, he was completely killed.

Countless essence blood seeped out of his corpse, and then was absorbed by Zhong Yuke's black chains, and only after the latter had completely turned into a dried corpse did Zhong Yuke let go of his right hand.

At this time, the black chain was also dyed with a layer of blood, and it was automatically untied from Sun Yimiao's corpse, and then flew back and forth around Zhong Yuke's body, and a little bit of bloody qi began to spread from its body to all sides.

With a "bang......", Sun Yimiao's body fell and smashed to the ground, Zhong Yuke took a step forward, and then trampled it into pieces.

He didn't bother with it, but kept going.

And in front of him are Wu Kongtong, who has fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and Lu Pingchuan, who has performed the corpse transformation technique.

At this time, although Wu Kongtong was tired of dealing with Lu Pingchuan's attack, he still saw Sun Yimiao being crushed by Zhong Yuke's foot.

Seeing that Zhong Yuke was also walking towards him, he panicked in his heart and began to retreat.

Spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and then pinch the spell, and that mouthful of essence blood scattered into countless blood beads in the air.

Wrapped in Wu Kongtong's spiritual power, every blood bead turned into a small flying sword in the blink of an eye.

"Hurry!"

The golden sword shadow in the sky had not yet been retracted, and countless blood colors were heading towards Lu Pingchuan again.

Let out a low roar, the evil qi in the body suddenly increased, forming a pitch-black shield outside the body, and those flying swords composed of essence blood fell into it one by one, and then there was no reaction.

Seeing this scene, Wu Kongtong was taken aback, and then turned around and used his escape method to prepare to escape, but Lu Pingchuan obviously would not give him this opportunity.

As soon as those black evil qi dispersed, they immediately turned into countless silk threads and stabbed forward.

Wu Kongtong turned around and looked, his face showed a touch of determination, he took out a bright yellow talisman and crushed it.

Then without waiting to see what Lu Pingchuan's reaction was, he immediately flew forward.

But he had barely flown out of a distance of three feet when the silk threads of black evil qi caught up with him, wrapped around his limbs and torso, and fixed him in the air.

Turning his head, there was a hint of horror on his face, and the blue-brown figure in his eyes grew larger and larger until he was face to face with him.

And immediately after, the dantian was in sharp pain, and he subconsciously looked down and found that the other party's arm had penetrated him.

"You have obviously placed a bloodline confinement on the talisman, how can it be useless to you?"

This was the last sentence Wu Kongtong said, and as Lu Pingchuan slowly withdrew his arm, his body also fell from mid-air and smashed into a spiritual field.

Bright blood began to spread from beneath him, some of which seeped into the dirt.

......

Zhong Yuke glanced at Wu Kongtong's corpse falling from the sky, then looked at Lu Pingchuan who flew back towards him, and asked again:

"Can Lu Daoyou give the old man a reasonable explanation?"