Once the two of them gained a foothold on the mountain rocks, they attacked the two demons separately with a clear purpose. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Dingtian was already stabbing at the clam essence with two flying swords one after the other, and the clam essence at this time did not show weakness, and he was already holding his breath to find a place from the battle.

Dozens of round beads were divided into two strands, crackling and hitting the piercing double swords, without the slightest decline, as if her combat power had not been affected at all after losing an arm.

A pretty face is even more cold as frost, and her eyes are cold and lightning, and she looks like she is ashamed of the snow.

The ordinary flying sword in Huang Dingtian's twin swords actually did not have the upper hand in the battle, and under the blow of many beads, it stagnated, and even slowly fell into the encirclement of the beads, only being beaten, and no longer able to pose any threat to the clam essence.

The other flying sword came and went freely, stabbing, dialing, hitting, piercing, and inserting freely, so that half of the beads fighting with it were overwhelmed, unable to encircle, blocked, or hit. For a while, this flying sword roared in, and then roared away, so that the aggrieved clam spirit tasted the bitterness of the flying sword attack again.

Fortunately, the bead she was holding in her remaining hand had already opened the fan-shaped shield to protect her body, and although she was harassed by the flying sword from time to time, she was able to ensure that she would not be injured under the sword.

It's a pity that her life's energy has been spent on the countless pearls condensed by the sacrificial body, the defense means are acceptable, but the attack methods are not many, only a few beads can be controlled freely, and the power is average at present.

On that side, Ji Nineteen and Turtle Younian had already been fighting, and Ji Nineteen was inseparable from the dragon head crutch that he never left at any time.

Ji 19 manipulated the sword to attack from different angles and directions, the slashing, sweeping, and teasing of the knife were interspersed with the sword's interspersed and stabbing picks, although every time he could get close to the turtle Younian's body within three feet, causing a certain threat, but the dragon head crutch in his hand was not inferior to the sword weapon in terms of hardness or flexibility.

It seems that the turtle has been on the defensive for many years, but he can deal with it freely, just put a crutch horizontally or vertically, or block or welcome, or hit or knock, or grid or teasing, suddenly in front of him and behind him, suddenly, **** west, left and right, and can always block the sword attacks that fly from all directions.

He even had time to control the deflection angle of the head of the cane, and from time to time a stream of red flames erupted, trying to wrap the sword that was blocked by the slight stagnancy.

Ji Jiu would let him get his way, and every now and then he would subtly manipulate the sword or leave with a sharp acceleration, or bounce up and flee upwards, or make a strange turn to avoid the inconspicuous flames.

Just kidding, I don't know what the power of this firework is, but I definitely won't easily touch it with a sword that can withstand attack.

Seeing that the sword could not be used for a while, Ji Nineteen played Lai Pi again, and the talisman spell attack that split his head and covered his face was used again without money.

The large fireworks rose and shrank, the ice arrows were like rain, and the spells were like waterfalls, all swept down towards the rickety old man's figure.

Although the power of these spells is not very powerful, they grow in a huge number, which makes the turtle who was able to deal with it in a chic way just now complain for a long time. Leave them alone, the blow on itself can also burn off the hair, beard, clothes, and even ignite a few fire bubbles;

After the initial moment of panic, he simply passively danced a dragon-headed crutch to the ground, forming a cane shield with a radius of several feet, and the crackling and clanging sound was incessant. This kind of turtle shrinking style of play greatly affected his vision, and he no longer cared about facing Huang Dingtian's clam spirit alone, maybe he didn't mean to help in the first place, how could the thousands of years of demons not be defeated by a foundation building monk in an instant, looking at Xiaofeng's response just now was also remarkable, and there was no sign of defeat.

In his opinion, Ji Nineteen, who he dealt with, would not be able to maintain this style of play for a long time, although the price of low-level and middle-level spell runes was very cheap, but he had lived for thousands of years and had not seen that Terran monk use this as a housekeeping skill, carrying more than tens of thousands at a time, but there were more than that. Besides, these generally need to be purchased with spirit stones, and there must be no monk who spends a large amount of spirit stones on this chicken rib.

This time, he encountered Ji Nineteen, a freak, who originally started by fighting with low-level talisman spells, and the stock on his body was even more huge, almost a huge amount of runes produced by hundreds of monks in Baiyun Peak for several years, once he was besieged by his spell attack, he would never die.

With mental calculations or unintentional, let the turtle Younian be trapped in the original place of the mountain under such thunderbolts and fireworks, such as rain and ice arrows and ice picks, and from the outside, it seems that Ji Nineteen has the upper hand.

In this way, it invisibly affected the battle situation on the other side, and Beng Jing saw that Gu Younian, who was more experienced than his own cultivation, was instantly besieged by the young man in white, and he only had the ability to parry, but he had no power to fight back. She couldn't help but be a little flustered when she was injured, and when she glanced at her nervously, she immediately frowned, her eyes wandered, and her anger was inexplicable. These changes have all entered the Huang Ding Tian's eye against him, and he certainly won't let go of such a great opportunity.

To a certain extent, what he was waiting for was this moment, knowing that the other party was not lightly injured, he reluctantly mentioned the demon yuan to fight with him, but there was no flaw to find in dealing with it properly in the early stage. At this time, the other party's panic allowed him to find an opportunity to cut in.

I saw that his heart was horizontal, and the double swords of the command pressed fiercely in the direction of the clam essence, and then quietly swam out of his sleeve with an almost transparent soft whip, quietly falling on the surface, and crawling towards the position where the clam spirit stood like a hunting snake and insect.

In a moment, the soft whip moved to a few feet away from the feet of the mussel spirit, and suddenly drilled into the hard rock, and the already hidden transparent soft whip disappeared from view, and it was not easy to escape into the rock. The next moment, it slowly poked out a section from the rock where the mussel spirit was standing, and easily crawled out slowly, and then under the fine adjustment of Huang Dingtian, suddenly a burst of energy, like a spring ivy wrapped around a big tree, instantly wrapped the ******** graceful female mussel essence figure quickly wrapped around dozens of circles. And quickly shrink and tighten, so that it loses the ability to move flexibly.

This is the carelessness of the clam spirit, originally the fan-shaped shield can wrap itself tightly, after the escape journey in the middle of the night so that the demon yuan in her body is stretched, she holds the five old peaks and geographical advantages, and does not fly up to consume a little demon yuan meaninglessly, not to mention that Huang Dingtian can carry a strange soft whip that walks among the hard mountains and rocks, bypassing her shield and sneaking away. Such a miscalculation is, of course, fatal.

The mussel spirit was frightened, looked down in a hurry, and secretly screamed that it was not good. In an instant, the dantian demon power was mentioned, and the plain and elegant light blue dress was swayed, wanting to break the soft whip that was wrapped around him by sneak attack.

I don't know what kind of animal skin or tendon this soft whip is made of, and it is extremely flexible and cannot be easily broken.

Not only does it not have a tendency to break, but under the control of Huang Dingtian's pinching technique, it has become more and more slender, and the winding is becoming more and more compact and dense.

This made the clam spirit blind, and for a while he was in a big hurry to inject the demon yuan into the dress, and in the wind blowing outward from the artificial agitation, the water blue dress hunted and hunted.

However, it had little effect, and it did not stop the increasingly dense kraft candy soft whip. This one was distracted, and the dozens of beads lost their agility just now when she was negligent in command. The ordinary flying sword that had been trapped for a long time took advantage of the situation to get out of the encirclement, and the other in-product flying sword threw off the dozens of beads that were chased and intercepted and attacked directly.

I don't know if it's because she doesn't have many demon yuan, or if she is distracted, the fan-shaped shield at this time is much thinner, and it is even thinner like a transparent white paper at the fan-shaped closure.

Huang Dingtian seized this opportunity, and the imported flying sword pierced the weakest point upright, and with a 'poof', he actually broke through the shield and entered.

At the moment of the crisis, the natal bead that was lifted was like a spiritual blessing to bless the shield that was about to be broken, and a milky white light like a substance emitted from it, quickly hitting the flying sword, and instantly wrapped the flying sword, forming a narrow and translucent sword sac like a shuttle, blatantly trapping Huang Dingtian's flying sword in it.

No matter how much this flying sword rushes left and right, it stabs forward and retreats, and it can't get out of it when it flies up and down.

In this way, Huang Dingtian and the clam essence are both wax, but fortunately, Huang Dingtian still has an ordinary flying sword outside, and the clam essence also has dozens of beads to drive.

However, at this time, the clam essence is already in chaos, and the natal beads are trapping the flying sword in a large number of independent absorption demon elements, and the demon elements that are not much are losing uncontrollably, and it is necessary to mention the demon yuan to drum up the water blue clothes and resist the soft whip. She didn't have time to be distracted and command dozens of beads, forgetting that there was also a trapped ordinary flying sword that had escaped and was rapidly attacking her.

Huang Dingtian, who is very sophisticated, will not let go of such a good opportunity, controlling the soft whip to wrap violently, the trapped flying sword rushes violently, attracting the attention of the clam essence, and even secretly directs the ordinary flying sword that has escaped from the trap to attack and kill from a strange angle.

At this time, the fan-shaped shield has long been extinguished without the maintenance of the natal beads, and the mussel essence is already a lamb to be slaughtered. Sure enough, the ordinary flying sword was able to make a contribution, and a blow pierced the thin snow-white neck of the mussel from behind. Although the natal bead has a spirit, it is not a thing that really opens the spiritual intelligence, and after voluntarily separating a powerful stream of white light to trap the most dangerous flying sword, it has already exhausted a trace of its guardian spiritual sense, and there is no time or no spare thread to block the attack of another flying sword.

Blood gushed out, vitality slowly drained, and the panicked, resentful, unwilling, and bulging eyes of the clam spirit slowly lost their former brilliance, became hollow, and finally a trace of serenity.

The pain came, and the first thing she looked at must be the enemy Huang Dingtian who took the opportunity to take his life, but with the loss of blood supply, the brain center was no longer able to deal with these complex emotions of panic, anger and unwillingness, and the only one was deeply imprinted in every corner of her mind, and the face of the young scholar who had just taken shape at a glance occupied everything, surging in front of the retina that was about to die of vitality. In every unit that could be processed in the nerve center, then her pretty face, pale as paper, slowly unfolded, revealing a faint smile of happiness, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

The next moment, a huge smooth and warm mussel shell that had lost signs of life abruptly broke the plain aqua blue dress and lay down on the boulder.

Perhaps it was Huang Dingtian's peculiar move, not only piercing the opponent's neck but also destroying the opponent's vocal organs, and he never heard the mussel essence let out a scream.

Huang Dingtian was not in a hurry to take care of the dead clam essence, and drove the two swords to quickly merge with Ji Shijiu, and jointly attacked the turtle.

The attack of two more flying swords allowed the turtle who was preoccupied with Ji Nineteen's endless spell talismans to find something wrong, and with a squint, the clam spirit had already appeared in its original form and died.

At this time, he was already in a state of horror and rage, the death of the clam spirit was just around the corner, if he didn't fight hard, his next end could also be expected.

I saw that his eyes the size of mung beans were round, and his sharp mouth opened violently and let out a sharp roar, and his voice was low and resentful.

The cane faucet, which could not be splashed by the dancing water, spewed out several flames, and several pieces of tortoise shell flew out of his sleeve and flew towards his back, and in a moment a half-human, half-turtle monster carrying a swarthy round turtle shell appeared on its back.

At this time, he danced the dragon's head and no longer defended against the attack of his back, but only protected his head, limbs, chest and abdomen, and pressed forward.

In this way, Ji Nineteen, who bore the brunt of the attack, shouted that he couldn't bear it, and was retreating step by step to maintain a safe distance from him, and the dragon head crutch did not know what material it was, and it did not fall behind at all under the collision with the sword, and even in the confrontation with the sword, while making the sword spark, it did not leave a little damage, not even a scratch.

Under the unnamed situation, Ji Jiu was of course unwilling to confront him, so he had to slowly make room for his own safety.

Huang Dingtian saw this old turtle fighting like this, and knew that it might be trying to bully him to the edge of the stone mountain, so that he could escape.

"Brother Ji quickly surround him, don't let him get close to the edge and escape. Huang Dingtian reminded loudly.

He is going to kill them all, eat them all, and this should be his plan for a long time, no matter when and where is a powerful Ouchi Tsukiji Zhenren, how can he easily let go of the lone demon.

Of course, he is not the master who can only babble, but also stepped up the attack on the old turtle. However, the thick turtle shell of the old turtle is not an ornament, and the imported flying sword can leave gray and gray scratches on its surface, and the ordinary flying sword has no effect directly.

He repeated his old trick again, and secretly used that sneak attack weapon, the transparent soft whip.

This time, he commanded the soft whip to sneak up from behind, quietly wrapping around the old turtle's legs.

The old turtle had already made up his mind, and wanted to deceive the edge of the mountain and rock to roll over and escape to the bottom of the cave under the peak, but his intention was broken by Huang Dingtian.

Ji Jiu, who was retreating step by step in front, stubbornly resisted and no longer used space for safety, and Huang Dingtian here also immediately made a move and tied his legs.