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www.xSHUOTXT.Com Ji is not worried about the danger of the loose people, as long as he shows that soft sword, any danger in the world will become a decoration.

At this time, the gray-faced old monk and the evil spirit warrior monk were all surprised, not because Ji Wuwu saw through the origin of the joint attack technique that their senior brothers had practiced for many years, but because there seemed to be a kind of suction similar to a "whirlpool" in the golden net.

The gray-faced old monk couldn't believe his feelings, and the loose people in the golden net were like nothingness, as if the golden net was not trapping a real person, but a terrifying whirlpool. If the golden net is compared to a killer weapon as precious as gold, then the loose people have become a gold absorber. In his senses, a strong suction force emanated from the whirlpool, constantly absorbing the true qi on the golden mesh cover that he had painstakingly arranged.

He only felt that his heart was beginning to become empty, and the internal force that had been constantly input in order to support the golden net seemed to disappear like a mud cow entering the sea.

The gray-faced old monk still tried his best to support the golden net, but there was a feeling of powerlessness.

There was not much true qi left in his body, and these internal forces seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, almost to the point of being uncontrollable, and he could leave his body at any time.

A flush crept up the bloodless face of the gray-faced old monk, beads of sweat dripping down the rain, a sense of powerlessness eroded his mind, and he even had an urge to give up. However, seeing that the evil old monk was still struggling to support, he was also infected and continued to attack like a desperate person.

The Evil Qi Warrior Monk also felt the same way, and the finger force that he flicked his fingers to hit the Dark Iron Wooden Fish seemed to be pulled by some kind of force when he was close to the Dark Iron Wooden Fish, and he couldn't concentrate his power to hit the Dark Iron Wooden Fish, and the power of the "Soul Demon Sound" emitted by him was correspondingly weakened a little.

The trance-like feeling of the people fighting outside the arena also disappeared, and the only effect was that the body and mind would involuntarily beat after each stroke of the warrior monk, and nothing else.

This feeling reminded the Evil Warrior Monk of the beginning when he used the "Evil God King Kong Roar" to sneak attack the loose people. At that time, the carefree people did not know what to do, and they actually took the blow of the ghost crying wolf as if nothing had happened, and were not harmed in any way.

The Evil Warrior Monk began to suspect that the other party was repeating his old tricks, but he couldn't do anything about it. The sound wave coming into the gold net also seems to be affected by something, and it is completely impossible to feel the feeling of hitting the real place.

The evil warrior monk didn't know what to do, he turned his head to look at the gray-faced old monk beside him. When he saw the gray-faced old monk's face turn ruddy like blood, the evil warrior monk's heart jumped, and his ghost-like face twitched.

Others don't know him, but it is very clear that when the gray-faced old monk's skills are used to the extreme, that is, when the true qi is excessively depleted, the gray qi covering his face will become sluggish, and at this time, it also indicates that the gray-faced old monk may collapse and fall to the ground at any time.

The golden thorns on the golden sè light net slowly dimmed, and the original dazzling light no longer existed, and the power seemed to have been damaged a lot, and the defeat was only in an instant. At a glance, the discerning person knew that the gray-faced old monk and the evil warrior monk were already a little unable to support it.

Through the much dimmer golden net, the sword-raising figure of the carefree man could be faintly seen. A stream of yellow light was hovering down in the golden mesh with the Xiaoyao Sanren as the center, and finally sank into the sleeve of the Xiaoyaosanren's left hand.

None of them understood what was going on, and the actions of the loose people were too strange to understand. They couldn't help but look at me, I look at you, and they both saw disbelief in each other's eyes, and they even suspected that the Xiaoyao Sanren had used some kind of witchcraft.

Suddenly, the sword of the loose scattered people turned, and a bright light instantly spread all over the sword body, and there was a faint golden sè attached to it. He looked around, no longer hesitating, swung his sword diagonally into the air, and a white sword shadow broke away from the soft sword body and quickly fell towards the yellowed gold net.

"Boom ......" There was a long roar like the tears of the clothes, and the sound of breaking the sky resounded through the void, and the golden net woven by the rosary was also drawn out a long sword mark at this time, and the white light even broke through the sword net and extended outward.

A series ......of crisp sounds came, and the golden rays on the surface of the one hundred and eight rosary beads burst out continuously, turning into a little starlight and scattering in all directions, which was extremely gorgeous.

At this time, the rosary beads that had collapsed with golden light could no longer maintain their original net, and they were shaken by the residual strength of the sword qi, and a hundred or so dark gray rosary beads rushed away in all directions.

"Da ......" One hundred and eight prayer beads continued to fall into the dust, causing bursts of reverberation.

At the same time, the sword handle of the free scattered people turned around and twisted rapidly, swinging the sword to the Xuantie Wooden Fish suspended in the air again.

"Bang!" a violent crash sounded as a sword mark embedded deep into the Darkiron Wooden Fish. The wooden fish was even knocked out of the air under this blow.

"Bang!" A heavy muffled sound came, and outside the battle circle, the dark iron wooden fish was deeply embedded in the ground, and the dust was flying.

At this point, the carefree people have completely broken the shackles, and the figure of the green shirt crown is tall and free.

The carefree scattered people swung out a sword again without stopping, and a snow-white sword shadow split and flew out from the sword body, bringing bursts of breaking sound towards the two monks, and when they flew halfway, they actually brought bursts of air crackling sounds, and the momentum was really amazing.

Where did the gray-faced old monk and the evil warrior monk still have the strength to dodge, and even raising their palms to defend themselves seemed to have become a luxury. They only felt that their bodies had become empty and they could not gather their qi, let alone hide. An aura of death overcame the brilliant blow.

"Poof...... Poof......" The gray-faced old monk and the evil warrior monk spurted a mouthful of blood almost at the same time, and the blood mist drifted hazy.

The two monks lowered their hands as if they had no power to resist. A feeling of disheartenedness arose and deeply stimulated their sensory nerves. They can only face this sword, and there is no choice, because there is nothing they can do.

The third sword swung by the Xiaoyaosanren was already close at hand, and even after swinging the sword, the Xiaoyaosanren suddenly woke up and had no time to stop. The white sword shadow slashed mercilessly towards the two monks......

At this critical moment, an ancient long sword flew out of nowhere, as if it was there. The long sword rotated around the hilt, intercepting the advance of the snow-white sword shadow.

Countless snow-white waves flew out, and the dragons on the ancient long swords contended. After a while, the snow-white sword shadow burst and scattered under the constant agitation of the ancient long sword. And the ancient long sword was also knocked into the void, landing ten zhang away, and plunging deep into the ground.

At the same time, a person flew out of the inconspicuous flowers behind the three sects and seven factions. I saw the figure's right hand grab into the void, and the ancient long sword let out a long roar again in a strange way, and then rose from the ground, falling steadily into the figure's hand.

As soon as the figure Fang landed, he swung his sword and stabbed out into the void quickly, and a shining sword qi overflowed from the tip of the sword and went straight towards the scattered people.

No one expected that this sword qi would become thicker sharply in the middle of the process, so thick that it could almost completely submerge one person. The waves of sword qi rippled in the void, and the power was terrifying, and it had the potential to break the earth.

Xiaoyaosanren was also taken aback, he didn't expect that there was a master hiding at this time, and this master's martial arts were very strong.

The carefree man was almost unprepared, no one expected such a change, and it seemed that it would be difficult for him to take this blow.

Just now, Xiaoyao Sanren used his last trick twice to defuse the opponent's strong attack, although his own skills did not decrease but increased, but he was not pure. Although it is not a big problem, it seems a little reluctant to take this trick immediately.

The waves of qi rolled in, and the Xiaoyaosan people had to force themselves to lift their qi luck swords, waiting for the thick sword qi to attack.

Suddenly, a gray shadow flashed from behind the Xiaoyaosan, and a gray-robed Taoist stood beside the Xiaoyaosanren in a flash. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and swung it out, drawing countless circles in the void in front of him, and a thick whirlpool suddenly appeared.