Chapter 67: A Contest

But it doesn't matter if it's there, what kind of wind and waves can a little doll who hasn't entered the Qi refining period turn over?

The phantom continued to knot the seal on his hand, he couldn't get out of the formation now, he could only separate a wisp of divine sense to monitor Ling Jiujiu, but then he found out what Ling Jiujiu was doing with his head down, and then he saw that the kid was actually holding something and throwing it at him.

Hehe, sure enough, a child is a child, he doesn't understand anything, and he even thinks that he can hit him with a random thing, which is really underestimating him.

Xuanwu passed through the runes towards the Phantom's head, its shell was hard enough, and those runes couldn't do any damage to it, and then only heard a clang, and the Xuanwu knot smashed firmly on the Phantom's head, and only this once, the Phantom's head was smashed out of a large bag.

The phantom was stunned, he was a monk in the foundation building period, and it was impossible for ordinary magic weapons to directly cause him damage, what was this thing that hit him?

Why does it look like aใ€ใ€King Ba?

I wiped it, it seems that it is really Wang Ba, because when Xuanwu Chao fell, he poked his head out and glanced at him mockingly.

scolded an egg, he Temu actually let a king babe smash it, and it was a little kid who took Wang Ba to smash him, this method of injury is really unheard of, if you say it, the whole demon world will laugh off your big teeth!

Xuanwu fell, and as soon as he landed on the ground, Ling Jiujiu ran over on his short legs and picked it up.

"Let's go!" Ling Jiujiu threw Xuanwu out in another standard discus throwing posture, Ling Jiujiu used to be best at sniping, her accuracy was quite good, it can be said that she can hit anywhere!

"Knock," the phantom's head was smashed again, this time it was more miserable, he couldn't move, so he was smashed on the nose by Xuanwu, and suddenly his nose was sore, and blood gushed out of his nose.

Fuck your uncle, I don't have time to pay attention to you now, you're addicted, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will make time to kill you in a while!

The Phantom is also a relatively talented monk in the demon world, he has never suffered this kind of loss since the beginning of his cultivation, but today he was beaten by a little girl, and the Phantom was furious, but for the sake of the formation, he endured it.

"Bang," the Phantom's head was hit again,

"Bang," again,

Phantom endure, Phantom endure, endure, endure, endure, finally Phantom can't help it!

Lao Tzu doesn't open any summoning circles, Lao Tzu will kill you little bastard first.

The phantom's face was full of bruises, the peerless beauty he had always been proud of was beaten into a pig's head, how could the phantom endure it!

The Phantom was furious, he didn't care about the magic circle anymore, let alone the magic circle now, even if the sky fell apart, he would kill the dead child first.

The Phantom pinched a spell in the air, and a black-red fireball appeared in his hand.

Burn the Soul!

This is also a relatively ruthless technique in demon cultivation, other spells can only destroy people's bodies, but the Burning Spirit Determination can be connected to the soul and burned together, and it is impossible to reincarnate if the soul is damaged, the phantom is already dizzy with anger, so as soon as he makes a move, it is a killing move, and the fight is the heart that makes Ling Jiu's soul fly away.

Because of the phantom's stoppage, those runes in the sky began to break one after another, and the dog and Meng Xue'er, who were originally suspended in mid-air, also fell down. Ling Jiujiu wanted to pick up the dog, but when she saw this fireball coming towards Ling herself, Ling Jiujiu was shocked when she saw this, and now she couldn't protect herself, and she didn't have time to save others.

Ling Jiujiu wanted to return to the space as soon as his mind moved, although entering the space in front of people like this was likely to arouse suspicion, and then expose the secrets of his space. But now she will definitely die if she doesn't enter the space, and compared with the life and death in front of her, she can only admit that the space is exposed.

But before Ling Jiujiu could enter the space, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and an ice pick shot against Ling Jiujiu's face, and the ice cube and the black fireball collided together in mid-air, and with a bang, the fireball and the ice pick both exploded.

Ling Jiujiu's proximity was almost affected, but fortunately, someone blocked the splashes of ice and fire for her, and in the dark night, a young man in white stood in front of Ling Jiujiu with a blue long sword in his hand, and under the light of the red moonlight, his face that was not stained with the slightest bit of mortal dust and immortal was also dyed a little enchanting.

Tan Xiao, Tan Xiao is actually here!

"Xiao Jiu, I'm late, did that demon hurt you?" Tan Xiao turned his head and looked at Ling Jiujiu and asked worriedly.

The phantom almost spurted out a mouthful of blood when he heard Tan Xiao's words, he didn't know if Tan Xiao was blind or had a problem with his brain, the current situation was clearly that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he didn't touch the dead girl with a finger, he was indeed not a good person, but he couldn't wronged him because he was not a good person!

"It's okay, I'm not hurt. Ling Jiujiu shook his head and said.

Tan Xiao glanced at Ling Jiujiu's hands and forehead with heavy eyes, Ling Jiujiu's fingers were full of wounds, and there was a bruise on his forehead, these wounds were all made in that underground water channel, although it was no longer bleeding now, but it still looked shocking.

"Xiao Jiu, you go to the side to find a place to rest first, and then you can see how Brother Tan Xiao is angry for you. Tan Xiao said to Ling Jiujiu.

Tan Xiao squinted, he turned his gaze back to the phantom, and the momentum on his body suddenly became colder, and the murderous aura became stronger and stronger, as if there was substance.

"Hmph, it's a big tone, I just don't know if you have the ability to teach me a lesson!" said the Phantom with a sneer, and after saying that, he reached out and took out a pair of crescent-shaped knives, which were red all over the body, with a carved ghost head, and I felt chills all over my body when I looked at it.

Tan Xiao and Ling Jiujiu were a little talkative when they were together, but when facing others, he had always been a character who could do nothing nonsense, he crossed the sword in front of him, and then a sword swung out, the sword body was like a mang, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the airflow became more and more cold, just in an instant, a thick layer of frost formed on the ground.

This sword move is from the sword book given to him by Ling Jiujiu, Tan Xiao has been practicing this sword book these days, in just a few days, Tan Xiao has already appreciated the three sword moves, but these three moves are extremely powerful, his father Tan Lao Zu also helped him see this set of sword books, after reading it, he said that this sword book is a first-class exercise, and Tan Xiao can get it is simply shit luck.

The Phantom has heard of Tan Xiao, and it is rumored that Tan Xiao is a rare genius in ten thousand years, and the Phantom has always wanted to compete, but now he has this opportunity unexpectedly.

The phantom figure flickered slightly, and then it disappeared in place like a shadow, but in an instant, it had already appeared behind Tan Xiao.