The fierce attack, the bright flowers, and a sonorous sound, the evil sword flew out diagonally. The hunchbacked old man's face was full of horror and tried to grab the hilt of his sword, but Wu Mazi's figure suddenly moved.

Shrinking into inches, he instantly struck the front, and slapped out with a palm, and the hunchbacked old man spurted blood from his mouth and flew straight upside down.

"It's really troublesome to forcibly raise the power with the evil sword in a short period of time, but it's not yours after all. You want to kill me just because of this, and you can't help but look down on me too much. ”

Wu Mazi's face was indifferent, without the slightest emotion, and he looked down at the hunchbacked old man: "There are very few people who are refiners of soldiers, and there are very few people who have advanced cultivation, I can have my current status, do you think that it is just by relying on the art of refining soldiers and forging?"

The hunchbacked old man's face turned pale, because he was thinking too simple and stupid.

thought that with the power of this evil sword, he could kill Wu Mazi, but now it seems that he is just playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, not looking for death or looking for death.

Especially when he miscalculated Su Yang's strength, Wu Mazi had already lost before he could make a move.

"Hehehe...... In that case, I can only take a desperate bet. ”

It is impossible to kill Wu Mazi easily, but the hunchbacked old man will not give in, and it is a big deal to die with him.

In fact, the hunchbacked old man knew very well in his heart that he would not worry about leaving Qingshan without firewood, but in the same way, even if he kowtowed and confessed, Wu Mazi would definitely not spare his life.

How can there be a chance to turn over again?

Rather than this, it is better to fight with your life to kill Wu Mazi and die together, which is better than watching Wu Mazi be proud after death.

If the strongest refiner can't be the one, then destroy the current strongest refiner, and it's the same.

The hunchbacked old man was in a desperate situation, and although he was unwilling in his heart, he could only do this.

confessed, it was he who died, desperately, and he could still pull the witch horse as a backing, why not?

Thoughts arise, malice arises. Slowly stretched out his hand, and the evil sword that was obliquely inserted on the ground suddenly trembled, and with a loud sound, it was tightly held in the hand of the hunchbacked old man.

Su Yang seemed to hear Wu Luo's terrible screams, and the black mist rolled, wrapping the hunchbacked old man, like a god descending into the world.

"It's crazy, burning his own essence and blood, moving the foundation of the evil sword spirit fetus, he doesn't want to live anymore. ”

Wu Mazi's expression was heavy, and he shook his head as if he was very disappointed, and said, "Until now, you still don't understand, no matter how high your strength is raised, it will not help at all. ”

"Now you're controlling the Evil Sword, but once you're out of control, the Evil Sword will control you in turn. ”

"What a waste of a puppet to be a weapon, you have disappointed me so much. ”

The strong murderous intent and crazy blood qi made the hunchbacked old man's eyes begin to redden, but the only reason was suppressing this crazy killing intent .

"Hmph, this evil sword was forged by me, how can it be uncontrolled, don't say some righteous and awe-inspiring words here!"

Wu Mazi sighed lightly, looked at Su Yang next to him, and said, "You can kill him by yourself." ”

"What are you kidding, his strength has grown so fast, a few points stronger than just now. "Su Yang didn't think that he could really kill the current hunchbacked old man.

"You'll find out if you try it. Wu Mazi seemed to be very confident, and walked away directly.

"Hell. Su Yang scolded secretly, and also understood that if the hunchbacked old man continued to go crazy, the evil sword would definitely be broken, and Wu Luo would die.

He had to deal with the other party as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late.

The hunchbacked old man was fighting to the death, and he had no intention of surviving at all, so he injected all the essence and blood of his body into the evil sword. Judging from the fact that the evil sword was trembling more and more violently, it was obvious that this sword was almost at its limit, and it should not be able to withstand such a great force.

There is no doubt that the hunchbacked old man's forging skills are powerful, but he is still too far behind Wu Mazi, he is too confident in this evil sword, and thinks that he can surpass Wu Mazi, but in fact it is far inferior.

Perhaps it was also this evil sword that condensed into a spirit fetus, which gave the hunchbacked old man a lot of confidence, which made him so blind.

Su Yang didn't understand why this spirit fetus was condensed, but he guessed that it might be related to the environment of this 'Witch Mirror Village', and an evil sword actually gave birth to a pure and flawless spirit fetus, which was weird enough.

The Witch Mirror Gate is different from the outside world, the heaven and earth are extremely abundant, and under the favorable time and place, it is indeed possible to condense into a spiritual fetus early.

Su Yang couldn't take care of too much, and he had to find a way to make the hunchbacked old man lose the evil sword to keep Wu Luo safe.

Now he doesn't care about the life and death of the hunchbacked old man at all

, he was used by him, and he killed innocents indiscriminately, how could Su Yang have the kindness of a woman.

If the hunchbacked old man could clearly understand and take the initiative to admit his mistakes, it would be fine, but he was stubborn, and Su Yang would not keep his hands anymore.

The whole body was breathing, and with a bang, the white blood dragon breath suddenly erupted, and the blue sky sword in his hand instantly became extremely heavy, as if Mount Tai pressed down, and the white dragon erupted, directly blasting the hunchbacked old man with a sword, leaving a terrible sword mark on his chest.

The hunchbacked old man had an empty momentum, and he was hit by a blow, and Su Yang immediately understood, not only was the evil sword about to be unbearable, but the hunchbacked old man's own body was also unable to bear such a powerful momentum.

He's digging his own grave.

Today's matter can't be good, Su Yang took a long breath, as if he was about to say something, but suddenly a sword stabbed at the hunchbacked old man.

The sword was like a mountain, extremely thick, and the white dragon's breath burst out with a bang, sweeping in, blocking all traces of the hunchbacked old man's dodge.

The hunchbacked old man's right hand moved, and the evil sword slashed out instantly, and the scarlet weird evil aura condensed on the sword body, colliding with the white dragon, and suddenly a loud noise broke out, and the hunchbacked old man's figure was directly blasted away by a few steps.

His face was full of shock, just now he thought that Wu Mazi was talking big, but now he realized that maybe what the other party said was true.

But how can he be willing, if he can't even kill Su Yang, how can he talk about killing Wu Mazi!

The hunchbacked old man was already a little anxious, his hand holding the sword was trembling all the time, and he himself understood that he couldn't last long, and he had to fight quickly.

Under the powerful power, Su Yang did not dodge or dodge, a sword stabbed out in his right hand, but his left palm hit a blood dragon breath, opposite the hunchbacked old man's palms, and suddenly let out a huge explosion, the bluestone ground under Su Yang's feet shattered inch by inch, he flew out directly upside down for more than ten steps, the palm force entered the body, and a trace of blood oozed out of his mouth.

And although the hunchbacked old man over there did not retreat, his left hand turned into a blood-black color, and the blood dragon breathed into his body, and the tearing pain suddenly made him snort, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

This palm force was like a maggot attached to the bone, tearing and gnawing at his whole body along his meridians, although he could use his internal breath to temporarily suppress it, but in the battle, doing so was simply looking for death!

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