"it, who dies is not certain!" As he spoke, Liu San'er swung his two swords at the same time, and in a few blinks of an eye, he had already slashed at least two of the four attacking flying swords.

He is also extremely angry, he can be ambushed by drinking saliva, and he can't let people live!

What's more, it was this Huang Chunchun who had an enmity with him who was ambushing, and he couldn't take care of the wound that might collapse at any time for a while, so why did he have to rely on the third-order lower grade of the sword to fight for a higher level, and the spiritual power of the opponent's flying sword was damaged, or even completely damaged to relieve qi!

Immediately, Liu San'er thought of another question, and his heart suddenly calmed down. With Huang Chunchun's cultivation, he shouldn't have the strength to manipulate four physical flying swords at the same time, and he shouldn't have the financial resources to purchase four flying swords with at least second-order low-grade magic weapons.

There should only be one Red Narrow Flying Sword and Ice Sword, and the other extra one is likely to be conjured through the magic circle.

Although this transfiguration has an attack power equivalent to that of an entity, it cannot exist on its own by relying on the entity. As long as the entities of the two flying swords are destroyed, the two transfiguration will naturally disappear.

The methods of destroying magic weapons are broadly divided into skillful destruction and brute force destruction. The former requires a cultivator to have a certain foundation in refining weapons, and to be able to find the weak points of the magic weapons to be destroyed in a short period of time, or to destroy them at the lowest cost based on the principle that all things are mutually reinforcing.

Liu San'er didn't know anything about refining weapons, and he only had vague guesses about the attributes of the two flying swords, and it was naturally impossible to destroy them with skillful strength.

The latter is much simpler, just blindly savage attacks, although the effect is a little slower and may not be successful, but this is already the best way he can think of at the moment.

He didn't care which of the four swords were entities and which two were not, his hands opened and closed wildly, and a total of dozens of swords had been shot out in seven or eight breaths.

Using two swords against four swords, it is very difficult for cultivators of the same level to fight the method, that is, they can temporarily hold on to most ten breaths.

Liu San'er was naturally no exception, and after more than a dozen breaths, he was already sweating profusely and his arms were numb. This kind of fighting style of only seeing the opponent's magic weapon and not seeing the opponent is the most infuriating, and most of the advantages of the swordsmanship he cultivates cannot be brought into play, so it can consume him to death.

It would be nice if he could break through this so-called Ice and Fire Ninefold Array, but unfortunately Liu San'er also didn't know anything about the way of formation, and he always felt that it was only possible to use it when many people fought in battles. It is simply stupid to use the formation alone, because there is no time to set up the formation, and no one will be stupid to drill into the formation arranged by others.

Today he is considered to have a long insight, the lesson of blood, if he can leave alive, he must take the introduction as a warning in the future, do not seek to understand the formation, at least don't completely blind after entering the magic circle again.

Thinking that there was also a thunder blood talisman on his left arm that could escape in an instant, Liu San'er felt a little more steady. But he knew exactly how serious the consequences would be. As a last resort, he didn't want to reduce his longevity by even one day.

A large part of the reason why cultivators cultivate the truth is that they are fighting against the heavens for a longer period of survival.

The longevity of a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period is theoretically comparable to that of ordinary people. If you don't have the opportunity to build a foundation in the future, you can't live a shorter time just because you have cultivated the truth, right?

The more I fought, the more I felt that I was so tired that I didn't even know where the opponent was in the fight, and Liu San'er couldn't help but be angry: ", how much enmity do I have with Daoyou?

"Haha...... What are you talking about, surnamed Liu, don't you want to kill Lao Tzu?" Huang Chunchun laughed: "Fortunately, Lao Tzu's skills are superior, and he has laid down this Ice and Fire Ninefold Array that can trap even the existence of the foundation for a moment or three, and it is your glory to besiege and kill you in the middle of a mere Qi training, and you will not be killed!"

Before the words fell, two ice swords and a long red narrow flying sword appeared on the surface of the lake and in the direction of the purple sun overhead, joining the siege of Liu San'er.

"You ......" to deal with four flying swords at the same time is already the limit of Liu San'er at present. If he hadn't been injured before, and his mana was at its peak, the next two might be able to barely cope.

But in the current situation, Liu San'er immediately was in a hurry, and two or three cuts were made on his left and right legs when he was not moving flexibly enough, but fortunately, the wounds were very shallow, and there would be no possibility of excessive blood loss if he was not bandaged.

The bamboo tube wrapped in silk cloth on the back also took a few flying sword attacks for himself, and the silk cloth was easily cut in the sound of "bangla", and the bamboo tube was not ordinary, it could resist the flying sword and make the sound of "ping pong".

Immediately, the originally precarious wound broke open again in a downward slashing action, the resulting pain was still a trivial matter, Liu San'er could feel the blood slowly flowing out of the body, this problem was too serious, and he was a little depressed in his heart, should he activate the thunder blood talisman seal to escape now, after all, it is important to save his life, Shou Yuan is a fart in front of his life.

Whoa!

A fiery red flying sword was supposed to fly away after being slashed by the Fighting Sword, but it was inadvertently blocked by the golden wooden sword and bounced into the water.

The sound came from here, and when Liu San'er peeked over, he only saw a stream of steaming water.

When the flying sword flew out of the lake again, the light color was obviously much darker, and the speed had dropped by more than thirty percent, and it seemed to be the body of the red narrow flying sword.

Affected by this, the color and speed of the other three red narrow flying swords also dropped suddenly, which greatly reduced Liu San'er's pressure. As soon as he had an idea, he immediately thought of a way to break the threat in front of him, and he didn't care about the pain, and made several air rolls in a row that outsiders couldn't seem to do, and sent all four ice swords into the purple sun direction in the sky in one fell swoop.

The sound of "bangla" rose again, followed by damage to the ice sword body, and the pressure in front of Liu San'er subsided a lot.

Seeing that it was really the same as he imagined, Liu San'er was overjoyed in his heart, and at the same time, he didn't stop and hit the red narrow flying sword and the ice sword into the lake and the purple sun above, respectively, no less than twenty times.

It doesn't matter if you're the ontology or the illusion, because you can't tell the difference, you can't let it go. When the main body is smashed into the purple sun direction or lake water that is opposed to it, it will cause the color, speed, and even spirituality of other transmogrified flying swords to change.

After verifying this law, Liu San'er is more handy. He knew that he wouldn't be able to completely handle the flying sword in the air before he could run out of strength. In this case, the only one who is still a threat to himself next is the third-order golden snub-nosed monkey that has not yet appeared.

A fifth-level Qi cultivator who is equivalent to his own cultivation cannot have too many means to be around, this is common sense, which applies to himself, and it is also applicable to Huang Chunchun, who still doesn't know where to hide.

To be honest, Liu San'er didn't take the strength of Huang Chunchun's body in his eyes. Beast Cultivators naturally rely on their companion beasts when fighting with people, and their own strength is generally at the lower middle level among cultivators of the same level. For him, it is a matter of one sword and two swords at most, as long as he can see this person, he will never be let go alive!

"Ah...... How did you see the loophole in my magic circle!Stop!stop!stop!stop fighting!Stop fighting, you're going to die!" Huang Chunchun screamed, and then raised his voice again and said in panic: "Ah... Stop! Stop!"

From the voice, Liu San'er not only heard Huang Chunchun's resentment, but also heard that Huang Chunchun's breath had obviously weakened a lot, as for the last two sentences and the tone of his speech, it was obviously a lie to himself.

Could this guy have been injured because of his own destruction of his magic weapon? Then he can take the magic weapon away, why bother to support it?

Could it be that these two flying swords are the overwhelming things of the Ice and Fire Nine Arrays, and they can't be taken away at all, and once they are taken away or damaged, the formation will be self-defeating?

"Hmph...... almost killed me, but now I want to reconcile, how can there be such a good thing in the world, see that I don't destroy your formation, and then take your dog's head!" Liu San'er has also been suppressed for too long, and his thoughts in his heart are inevitably a little crazy compared to usual, and he is a little unstoppable. His two-handed sword had no intention of stopping, and it danced faster and faster, and soon beat the flying sword of Huang Chun, which was getting darker and weaker, and he only dared to run away and dare not attack again.

In fact, Liu San'er is not much better. The mana was reduced to about fifty percent in the fierce sword operation just now, and the injury on his left rib and the injury on his leg made his essence and blood slowly drain, and it was soon coming to the end of the strong crossbow, and he was ready to activate the thunder blood rune seal to escape once he couldn't destroy the formation.

"Eh!"

A figure fell from the direction of the purple sun, and fell into the lake with a "poof", and the splash was eye-catching blood red.

The person who fell was naturally Huang Chunchun, he was actually injured, no wonder he was in a hurry to stop. I can't even control the flying sword, and it seems that the injury is not light.

This is a good time to "take advantage of your illness to kill you", Liu San'er was overjoyed, and he was about to fly towards Huang Chunchu, who had just emerged from the lake.

"Chirp!"

At this time, the third-order golden snub-nosed monkey also fell from the purple sun direction, and there was a large blood-colored splash.

Liu San'er subconsciously stayed in the air for a moment, and then found that something was wrong, and the flying sword under his feet suddenly changed direction and did not advance but retreat.

Didn't that third-order monkey only have its tail cut off by itself? For such a long time, even a human cultivator could stop bleeding, how could a monkey be a rough and thick-skinned ancient beast? Where did the blood on its body come from?

At this time, the monkey happened to show its head, and Liu San'er looked at each other, and suddenly trembled with fright.

More than a dozen scars on the monkey's face that were obviously not drawn by magic weapons are clearly visible, and the blood is still seeping out, and the wounds are new?

"Liu Daoyou, don't fight...... Don't fight! I really can't fight... If we fight again, we will both die here!" Huang Chunchun struggled to control the flying sword that had attacked Liu San'er, stood on one by himself, and let the monkeys stand on the other, and said, "A group of monkeys are outside... All of them have ancient beast-level strength... Surrounded here... We have to work together, or no one will be able to escape..."

"Haha... Will I believe your nonsense?" Liu San'er laughed loudly, not admitting it, but judging from the embarrassment on Huang Chunchun and the golden snub-nosed monkey, he already believed most of it in his heart.

When Huang Chunchun was just presiding over the magic array, because Liu San'er accidentally found a loophole in the formation, the blood must have been sprayed at the same time as the formation weapon was greatly damaged. When he came out of the lake, there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, on his chest, and on the hem of his shirt. But he still had several scars on his left and right shoulders, which was obviously not something that Liu San'er, who was in the magic circle, could do by blindly slashing two flying swords.

The third-order golden snub-nosed monkey was even worse, and there were scratches of different shades all over his body, and if it were a person, he would probably not be able to live. It couldn't find a piece of intact skin more than the size of a palm, and the wet fur blocked part of the wound, making it look quite hideous and terrifying. From this, it can be seen that the situation outside the circle is not good.

"Liu Daoyou, look!" Huang Chunchun was anxious, and as soon as he urged the method, he saw that the scenery around the small lake had changed like mist.

The image of a flock of brown monkeys gradually became clear around the lake. Not only are there several floors around the lake, but there are also many trees nearby. Each of them was about the size of an adult, but they were extremely agile and could easily jump from a tree to a height of more than ten feet, and dozens of them jumped back and forth, sealing off all kinds of escape routes in the air.

Liu San'er roughly estimated that there were about fifty or sixty monkeys belonging to the first-order ancient beasts, and most of them were concentrated on the ground. There were thirty or forty of them belonging to the second-order ancient beasts, most of them concentrated in the trees around the lake, and they were the main forces that sealed the air route. There are five third-order ancient beasts, two are on the tree, and three are distributed around the lake, which can be said to enclose the small lake with a standard of water.

Burst!

Huang Chunchun spurted out a mouthful of old blood, the magic trick stopped suddenly, and all images disappeared immediately. He hurriedly swallowed four or five bottles of pills, threw two bottles of monkey to himself, and looked at Liu San'er, who had an ugly face, and then said weakly: "Daoist friends should believe it, right?

"Believe it!" Liu San'er also swallowed a few handfuls of pills, and held the second-order mid-grade spirit stone in his hand to recover his mana, and said angrily: "But just like you... Why work with me!"

"I... You... it... Okay, I'll admit that I basically don't have any combat power now, and as soon as I go out, I can be eaten alive by the group of beasts outside..."Huang Chunchun lowered his posture as much as possible: "But Liu Daoyou, you go out now... The reason why we can still stand on the flying sword and chat unharmed is entirely because of me, I used the magic circle to block the group of monkeys, if there is no magic circle with me, does Liu Daoyou know the consequences?"

"Hmph... If it weren't for your magic breaking array, Lao Tzu would have slaughtered you a long time ago, and I don't know how far I would fly now!" Liu San'er was extremely angry, and the guy in front of him was obviously reversing right and wrong, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu can be calculated by you when he drinks saliva, and now he is surrounded by that group of monkeys, do you still want to thank you?!"

"This is the territory of your Great Liang Gate, how could so many large-scale ancient beasts suddenly appear that can only appear in the undeveloped wild jungle?

How would Liu San'er know that in this remote jungle that has been opened up for countless years and has never had any rumors, there will be a group of ancient beast monkey groups comparable to the strength of a large eighth-level sect. This is simply unheard of, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, you will definitely laugh at it as a joke when you hear it about it. It's really unlucky to meet today, I was asked by the surname Huang, and I was angry, and said: "Do Lao Tzu's shit, Lao Tzu is just a guest of Daliangmen, just a mouthful of food, why are you a turtle son..."

"Okay, good! It's all your fault if you don't do the business of your fellow Daoists. Huang Chunchun knew that now was not the time to speak his tongue, so he changed his words and said, "Hey... With the current situation of the magic circle, it can hold on for half an hour at most, so I'd better hurry up and recover the mana, and at the same time think about whether there are any countermeasures!"

"What good countermeasures can there be? It's a big deal to kill a bloody road in a while!" There are hole cards such as the thunder blood talisman seal, Liu San'er is not too panicked in his heart, the worst result is the loss of Shouyuan, only this time, he can still bear it. But this is also too wronged, and he had an idea, and asked again: "The surname is Huang, can you open the magic circle and let a monkey in at a time?"

"Huh? I think... Should... It should be possible to try, but... Why do you want to do this?" In fact, Huang Chunchun immediately realized the meaning of Liu San'er's words.

This is a good idea at the moment, but this idea also has immeasurable risks, especially for Huang Chunchun, who is now weak.

So how can this risk be reduced? Huang Chunchun fell into deep thought for a moment.