When the black thing on the stone bed in the cave heard the sound of stones rolling on the ground, he turned slowly, and he saw a huge fireball flying into the sky at the entrance of the cave.

"Senior Qiao, juniors Wu Shuang and Wang Biao, two friends, dare to borrow a note from you today!" a voice shouted behind the fireball. However, the terrible thing on the stone bed did not react, it just stood up slowly.

After a while, when the other party saw that there was no reply, they shouted again: "Senior Qiao, okay or not, hurry up, can you give me a word?"

Unexpectedly, they were still responded to by the deathly silence in the cave.

So, the two of them came up with this speculation:

"Could he be dead?"

"I think it's about the same. ”

"No, we saw him walking out of the cave dressed in black. ”

"Could it be that he hasn't been in contact with people for too long, and now he has lost the ability to speak?"

"I think it should be. ”

"Ahem!" he stood up. The two exclaimed.

At this moment, they saw the black monster and pointed their swords in their direction, and all of a sudden, the countless bats that inhabited the four walls of the cave scattered almost simultaneously with a bang, some flew out of the cave, some shuttled back and forth in the cave, and some circled the fireball back and forth chasing the invading enemy. At that moment, the dead silence of the cave seemed to explode, and the screams of countless bats converged, like the gates of hell that suddenly opened, and in an instant, countless resentful ghosts surged out.

In an instant, the cave was a mess of porridge, and some of the bats shuttling around the fireball had already been lit, and they rushed into the dense crowd with flames, and in a short time, the entire bat swarm became a sea of fire in an instant, and the air was filled with a scorching and disgusting smell.

At this moment, the bats on the Wudang Sword Saint Qiao Huyue were also scattered, and his body finally revealed the true face of Lushan. His face was as pale as death, and his cheeks were as thin as skin, but his two eyes still shone with a desolate glow in the firelight, which made people shudder at the sight. His robe was ragged, the color of dead ash, his bony fingers clutching the ancient pine sword in the cold light like iron tongs, and his form was like a dead corpse coming out of a tomb, breathtaking and terrifying.

Unexpectedly, the swordsmanship of this dead corpse was still very amazing, and he seemed to have reached the realm of sword qi hurting people. I saw the sword in his hand shake, and suddenly a stalagmite hanging above his head in front of him was broken.

We all know that this fireball is the huge torch that Wang Biao holds in his hand, one of them holds the torch, and the other holds a sharp sword to kill the shuttled bat. When they saw Qiao Huyue slashing the stalagmites with sword qi, they were taken aback, knowing that this monster was not easy to deal with.

"Be careful, this monster has reached the realm of sword qi killing!" Wu Shuang shouted.

"Don't be afraid of him!" Wang Biao shouted confidently with excitement, "With this torch in hand, I will burn him when the gods come." As he spoke, he aimed his torch at Qiao Huyue and rushed straight over.

Wu Shuang saw it, and rushed over, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, he tried to intercept the figure in the air, but the opponent's sword aura was like a rainbow, and almost at the moment of lightning speed, Wu Shuang was vibrated and hit the stone wall.

Immediately, a stream of bloody arrows burst out of his mouth.

"Ah!" Wang Biao was shocked when he saw it, and he shouted, "Master Wu, how did you pull it today, and you became so vulnerable!"

"This demon is terrible! Wu Shuang shouted, he stood up bravely, and said with a smile, "This is so enjoyable!" Then, he wiped the blood from his mouth with the palm of his hand, and still shook his sword at the opponent to fight back.

The opponent's swordsmanship has really reached the realm of perfection, and every move he makes is a stab or a pluck, or a swing or a tease, with a sharp sword aura;

As a result, the two of them had a hard time coping with it, but they were also cautious.

When he looked at Wu Shuang again, at that moment, he seemed to have become a monkey playing tricks under Qiao Huyue's command with his sword; as long as the sword in Qiao Huyue's hand was flipped, he had to follow it to a somersault; sometimes, when his sword stabbed forward, Wu Shuang had to jump up or flash to the sides. Because, he didn't dare to meet his edge with the sword in his hand, it would be very dangerous, and if he didn't get it, he would be injured by his strong sword qi.

At this moment, Wang Biao tried to burn Qiao Huyue's sword-holding hand with a torch, but he was lightly flicked by his sword qi and immediately knocked him to the ground.

However, he still did not let go, and the torch was still in his hand. However, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in his left arm, and when he glanced back, he realized that a long bloody wound had been cut on his arm, and blood was gushing out.

"Old monster, it's really not bad!" Wang Biao said with an agitated laugh, "If there are any other strange tricks, hurry up!" As he spoke, he swept the torch across the ground, slashed it, and pounced on it...... Continuously swung towards the other party, and suddenly forced Qiao Huyue back five or six steps.

Seeing this, Wu Shuangfei swept his body and blocked behind Qiao Huyue; he shook his spirit, unfolded what he had learned in his life, and used the momentum of the wind to shake the tree, enveloping Qiao Huyue's body with sword light, not giving him a chance to breathe, so that he had no room for backhand. At this moment, the blazing flames of the torches had already lit Qiao Huyue's robe.

His ragged robe, which was filthy in itself, burned fast when it caught fire.

"This will burn him!" Wu Shuang shouted.

"He's no longer human!" Wang Biao also shouted, "It's a curse for such a person to stay in the world." ”

However, they never imagined that this monster was on fire, and since it did not hesitate or scruple, it did not hesitate to send a fierce attack to the two of them.

In an instant, Qiao Huyue became a fire man, and it was obvious that the demon was also afraid of fire—the sword move he swung at the moment had no target, and there was no edge!

Seeing this, Wu Shuang shouted: "Go!"

So, Wang Biao immediately threw away the torches and followed Wu Shuang to the opposite entrance of the cave, and they ran out of the cave, but there was still a raging fire behind them, and Qiao Huyue was also buried in the fire with his countless vampire bats.