Gu Cheng looked at the long sword pierced into the female cultivator's left arm and was a little depressed, the scene she was most afraid and frightened was staged in front of her eyes at this time, and her hands trembled slightly.

The purple-clothed nun's eyes moved slightly, she glanced at the long sword pierced into her left arm, the corners of her lips hooked, and then the fingers of her left hand quickly flipped out and played the trick.

The white-clothed male cultivator watched the female nun flip her fingers and move back, trying to avoid the female nun's attack.

I saw the female cultivator smile lightly, raised her right hand and grabbed the blade of the man's long sword, and after finishing the trick with her left hand, she quickly released the trick.

A purple thunderball struck the male cultivator's right arm, and the male cultivator's expression was distorted by the spell attack, but he still held the long sword, and then with a twist of his wrist, the long sword twisted between the female sword's hand and left arm.

Blood instantly fell from the nun's right hand, the nun's brows furrowed slightly, and her right hand also let go of the long sword that was tightly clenched, and quickly retreated.

"It's a ruthless tactic. Gu Cheng sighed in his heart, and his eyes crossed with approval and admiration.

When stabbed by a sword, his face does not change color, and he releases a spell: when he is attacked by a spell, he will never lose his sword. Is this the world of monks?

At this time, several monks surrounded the female cultivator and attacked her, and the male cultivator with the sword also stepped aside and took oral pills to heal her injuries.

Bursts of spell attacks, accompanied by the light and shadow of the sword, surrounded the nun, and the nun gradually became invincible.

At this time, a male cultivator said: "Senior sister, why are you coming......?"

The purple-clothed nun laughed and said, "Don't be sentimental, of course it's for me." ”

As soon as the nun's voice fell, a yellow shadow rushed towards her and shouted, "Demon!"

Gu Cheng followed the prestige, the old man in ochre and yellow had long hair and a crazy face, pointed at the female cultivator with a sword, and said in a sharp voice: "Return my love apprentice!"

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand was sent forward, and for a while, the yellow sand was all over the sky, and several pillars of sand rushed towards the female cultivator.

The nun kept beating with both hands, and a huge thunder curtain appeared in front of her.

The pillar of sand continued to attack the thunder and lightning dome, the thunder and lightning roared, and the sand and stones roared.

Due to the huge shock wave generated by the collision, Gu Cheng also raised his sleeves to hide his eyes and retreated again and again.

Until a "boom" sounded, the yellow sand in the sky fell from the sky, and the surroundings were quiet.

The nun's voice rang out, "Who is your apprentice?"

Gu Cheng looked at it, and the old man in ochre and yellow had curly hair in front of his face, and cried: "Demon, I don't know how many people have died because of you!"

After saying that, he spat blood in his mouth, and suddenly fell backwards.

The nun frowned and shook her head, "You should say his name, I think I'll remember it." ”

As she spoke, she didn't know whether it was sadness or a sigh between her eyebrows.

"Zhenjun!" the white-clothed male cultivator yelled and ran to the side of the old man in the ochre yellow shirt, squatted down, grabbed the old man's shoulders with both hands and shook him, but the old man still didn't move.

After a while, the white-clothed male cultivator raised his slightly trembling right hand and closed the old man's scarlet eyes, which were about to burst out.

Slowly stood up and looked at the purple-clothed nun, raised the ice blue sword in his hand and pointed at the purple-clothed nun, and said, "You should die!"

As soon as the long sword came out, Bai Xue suddenly appeared above Gu Chengdao's head, and the blizzard slammed into the position where the purple-clothed nun was located with countless ice picks.

The purple-clothed female cultivator also hurriedly used the thunder curtain to resist, but as the sword intent of the white-clothed male cultivator became more and more violent, the thunder curtain gradually bent and was pierced.

The thunder and lightning purple light in front of her gradually weakened, and her eyes moved quickly to play the trick, and her mouth groaned: "Empty." ”

The figure of the female cultivator suddenly became transparent, and just as her figure was almost gone, a female voice said in a deep voice: "Gu Cheng, you can't escape this time." ”