The middle-aged man in the green shirt saw the dense ant colony, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart, and it was just a magic weapon in his body, after all, many foundation building monks would also give their most potential heirs powerful weapons to protect themselves to avoid accidents in ordinary times. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 While possessing a magic weapon, he was still an insect cultivator, and he also raised a third-order peak leopard spirit beast. He had never seen a Qi Refining Cultivator possess such terrifying strength.

"Die!" Seeing that Lu Xiaotian had released spirit worms and spirit beasts one after another to drag his two righteous brothers, the eagle-hooked nose old man couldn't help but be angry, and manipulated the sword formation to launch a sharper attack. Try to solve Lu Xiaotian in a short time, otherwise the situation will be extremely unfavorable for him.

Now that he is trapped in the sword formation, if he doesn't break this sword formation, he can't get out at all, Lu Xiaotian calmed down, and in the face of the spirit sword that shot from four directions, Lu Xiaotian only had time to draw three whips. One of the spirit swords simply didn't have time to parry. Lightning flashed through his ribs.

The hooked nose looked happy, but the smile quickly solidified on his face, and he saw that Lu Xiaotian's cut was exposed, revealing a silk spirit armor. His spirit sword only left a shallow gap in it.

"The best defensive spirit armor!" The hook-nosed old man spit out these words angrily, if it weren't for this spirit armor, Lu Xiaotian would be seriously injured if he didn't die at this time.

Although the Ice Silk Silkworm Armor blocked the spirit sword from slashing into his body, the power of the opponent's spirit sword was completely applied to his body, even if it was partially buffered, it still shocked him through the Ice Silk Silkworm Armor and made him so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. The sword formation of the hook-nosed old man was extremely sharp. It was the first time he had been forced to be so embarrassed, if it weren't for this spirit armor, even if he had a demon rope in his hand, he would have been killed by this hook-nosed old man.

I had already carried the small black sword with me before I knew it, and although the sword formation of the old man with a hooked nose was powerful, it was absolutely unable to withstand the attacks of two magic weapons at the same time. In the past, he only thought that he could only block the attack of magic weapons with magic weapons, but it seems that he is a little sitting in the well and watching the sky.

However, at this time, Lu Xiaotian didn't have time to regret it, the sword array attack of the hook-nosed old man was getting faster and faster, and the four spirit swords attacked from different angles, sometimes in unison, sometimes in succession. Lu Xiaoangel could only block three of them with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, he had already been hit by four or five swords in his body, and the ice silk silkworm armor on his body had also been cut one or two cuts. The continuous control of the magic weapon consumes mana very quickly, and Lu Xiaotian took out a medium-grade spirit stone from the enchantment, although the medium-grade spirit stone is very precious, he can't take care of it so much at this time.

"Roar..."The leopard felt Lu Xiaotian's danger, irritable and abnormal, and attacked the stubby man for a while, but the stubby man was also quite capable, and the leopard was eager to attack, but two bloody wounds were cut out of his body. As for the other battlefield, although there were hundreds of shadow ants, which was enough to pose a mortal threat to some Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivators, due to the lack of command, they did not show much lethality at this time, but they barely dragged down the middle-aged man in the green shirt.

Secretly anxious, he naturally has a backhand to reverse the situation, but it is all prepared for the Scarlet Forbidden Land, and entering the Scarlet Forbidden Land is imminent, and it is too late to replenish it at this time.

Horn, the demon binding rope once again deviated from the leading spirit sword, and suddenly the light that formed the four spirit swords suddenly weakened a little, and the power actually dropped a lot. Lu Xiaotian was stunned at first, and then overjoyed, it seemed that even if it was the four spirit swords that formed the sword array, although its durability was several times stronger than that of a single spirit sword, it was limited after all. After dozens of hard shakes with the demon rope, I finally couldn't stand it anymore.

The murderous aura of the sword array suddenly weakened, and the old man with the hook nose was also taken aback, he had never fought with a monk with a magic weapon before, and now he had a fierce battle with Lu Xiaotian, and at first he had the upper hand, coupled with his greed for magic weapons, so that he had a killing heart.

While the several flying swords of the Little Four Elephant Sword Formation were attacking, the attack of one spirit sword could be thinned out to several other spirit swords, so these flying swords could last so long. But even so, there is an insurmountable gap between spiritual weapons and magic weapons. Moreover, he heard that the consumption of mana by magic weapons is very huge.

It's just that when he saw Lu Xiaotian actually take out a medium-grade spirit stone, he couldn't help but curse secretly, and the young man in front of him didn't know how many hole cards. Although the spirit armor in the opposite direction had been broken, it would take at least a few blows to completely destroy it, and at this time, the small four-elephant sword formation that he relied on the most could no longer support it in the first place. The other two nominal brothers have not yet been able to get rid of the entanglement between the leopard and the shadow ant colony. The hook-nosed old man was full of remorse, he had known that he would not fight this young monk's idea, and now even his four top-grade spirit swords had suffered a lot of damage.

However, the hook-nosed old man also counted it, and when he saw that there was no hope of victory, he would be defeated by the other party, and immediately yelled, "The third, the fourth." This kid is amazing, let's go!"

"Can you go?" Lu Xiaotian snorted angrily, he naturally saw that the opponent's sword formation had turned from strong to weak, how could he let this old man leave if he wanted to. His wrist shook, and the demon rope turned into several afterimages in the air, and struck several spirit swords one after another.

There was a slight sound, and a small crack appeared on the body of one of the spirit swords.

The hook-nosed old man was shocked and exclaimed, "The old man is fighting with you!"

said so, but the person shot back violently, and he couldn't even care about these greatly damaged spirit swords. The middle-aged man in the green shirt and the stubby man looked frightened, but they were entangled by leopards and ant colonies, and they couldn't get out for a while.

Lu Xiaotian's heart was settled, and the demon rope was pulled out again.

Snapped, the four spirit swords could no longer hold on, and they were like mirrors, scattered into countless fragments, and fell from the sky.

At this time, I wanted to escape, it was too late. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and the demon rope came out of his hand, and the second hair caught up with the hook-nosed old man in an instant. The hook-nosed old man was shocked, and took out a spirit knife from the storage bag, and slashed continuously, but without the sword array, ordinary spirit weapons alone were not the opponent of the demon rope at all.

"Binding!" Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, and after two clicks, he pulled out the spirit knife of the hook-nosed old man, and the long rope wrapped the hook-nosed old man fiercely. The demon rope is made of ice silk and blood-devouring vines, which are mixed with a lot of spiritual objects, and the light silk drawn from the blood-devouring vines has fine spikes, which are used for blood-sucking, and the end is extremely domineering, once it is wrapped around the hook-nosed old man, the spikes pierce the skin of the hook-nosed old man.

"Third, fourth, save me!" the hook-nosed old man cried out in horror, but as soon as he said that, the old man screamed again and again, and the whole person turned shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. The demon rope that had sucked the flesh and blood seemed to have a hint of blood red on it.

Lu Xiaotian frowned, the demon rope was so domineering.

"Big brother!" the middle-aged man in the green shirt and the stubby man screamed sadly, no longer had the heart to fight, turned around and wanted to escape, but were caught by the leopard and the shadow ant.

Lu Xiaotian reached out and sucked the old man's storage bag over with a hooked nose. Dozens of wind blades were thrown at the same time. The two of them, who had no time to be distracted, were cut into several pieces.

After dealing with a few people, Lu Xiaotian did not hesitate any longer, directly released the Linghe, and returned to Lingxiao Gongfang City as quickly as possible.