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The wide cloak obscured the sight, and the situation above his head was no longer visible, and Zhao Dongsheng raised the pig-killing knife sideways and was on guard.

"I can't see him, and the other party naturally can't see me, which has both advantages and disadvantages. It's just that his deeds are profound, and his methods are mostly insidious......"

In a flash of thought, the cloak seemed to be slashed by a thousand sharp blades, and pieces fell in pieces. Yin Tu threw it in his hand, and a strange net-like magic weapon was laid down. Eight rings surround, eight supports, octagonal fall eight blades, obviously shaking the bell and bell. Then with a lift in his hand, the eight blades converged, and there was a "squeak" sound under it.

Falling to the ground, Yin Tu looked weird, looking at the eyes.

I saw a six-foot iron bowl on the ground, and I just hit it all with one blow. Su Xiangling was also stagnant, and his heart said that he looked stupid, but his mind was meticulous. Lest the other party deceive, use this iron bowl to take precautions first.

The iron bowl gradually became smaller, and Zhao Dongsheng stood up and took it in his arms again. Looking at the strips of cloth all over the ground, he said in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay, thanks to my skills...... If not, I'm afraid I will have to cut the flesh and bones apart. ”

"Dongsheng, you have to be careful, the magic weapon in that person's hand is called the Hanging God, and it is even more quenched with thousands of poisons. ”

The red glow is covered with ice and frost, and the Luan language is heart-wrenching. Su Xiangling was stunned, and he was so kind in his words, and his face turned sideways with a hot face.

But seeing Zhao Dongsheng's brows, he only said that Lu Xinling is so vicious, everyone knows this method of quenching poison, and it is very difficult to fight.

The eight blades roared, and the twisted god flung over again.

Su Xiangling sacrificed yellow silk and rolled it up on Zhao Dongsheng's waist, and the two of them made eye contacts. The pig-killing knife suddenly lit up and greeted him.

Seven feet apart, Yin Tu's hand pulled back, and the twisting god suddenly closed. At the same time, Su Xiangling tightened the yellow silk and instantly pulled Zhao Dongsheng aside.

The eight blades were closed, and there was nothing inside. Looking beside him again, the blood-colored blade had already attacked.

seems to have a heart, and the cooperation between the two is seamless. For a while, the yin road was confused, and in a blink of an eye, it became a passive trend.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, the twisting god suddenly threw it horizontally, like a big umbrella "bang" on his chest. Jiang is still old and spicy, he has experienced a hundred battles in the yin way, and there are many ways to deal with things in danger, which is beyond the estimation of two young people.

"Dongsheng ......"

The body kept throwing away, and smashed into the stone wall, a large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he tried to get up again but fell down.

His ears were buzzing, his eyelids were groggy and dazed, and there was only a yellow dress rushing in front of him, and a beautiful face that seemed to be anxious......

There was a sharp pain in his chest with a hint of burning, and the blockage that was pressed on the Jizhong acupoint was relieved at this time, and with the flow of true qi, it slowly moved up, stopping at the forehead and eyebrows acupoint.

Over the years, the true qi that had accumulated in the body exploded and flowed rapidly, gradually oozing out of the pores. The slightest sound of Dao air surrounds the whole body, and then brings up layers of qi waves. Zhao Dongsheng's face was painful, his legs fell to the ground, and his long black hair fluttered in all directions.

The pig-killing knife seemed to be being pulled away, and the tip of the knife stood upright, spinning rapidly. Dao Dao True Qi was pulled over, and slowly gathered and condensed into a dazzling red blood ray.

The blood slowly swam, flowing into a groove in the handle ring, showing a three-legged momentum. In an instant, the pig-killing knife stood still, and the qi wave erupted suddenly, and the blood-red light reflected in the stone hall was strange.

The lowered head slowly lifted up, only to see his hideous face, and two blood-colored willow leaf demon patterns were imprinted on the corners of his eyes. Unlike before, at this moment, half of his face and right fingers were black and steaming, and he had been completely covered. The pig-killing knife suddenly returned to his hand, and the abnormality abruptly appeared again. Black qi wrapped around the blade and poured into the fourth groove of the handle ring.

"Ah......h

Raised his head and roared, and there was a little more pain in the hideousness. The four arcs are displayed, black and red burst out, the surrounding utensils are shattered in an instant, the feet are five feet, and the stone slabs are cracked.

Su Xiangling gasped. At this moment, he is even more weird and terrifying than when he was in Jiming Mountain.

"In vain, you claim to be a person in the right path, but you have such evil practices. If Tianxuan Lao'er knows, he will definitely peel you off your skin and bones. Looking at the changes in front of him, Yin Tu's eyebrows were locked and puzzled, and he was even more frightened in his heart.

Zhao Dongsheng was stunned, and his eyes showed a fierce light and rushed towards him like a fierce beast.

The black and red qi swirled back and forth, and the layers of knife light rushed left and right, and the ravines and ravines were filled with smoke and dust. Yin Tu suddenly felt struggling, and he was hanging his hands to parry back and forth. For a while, the two were inseparable.

During the fight, a silver-white giant needle flew out with a "whoosh", and the yin path was unknown. With a "poof", the giant needle sank into the back.

I felt a sharp pain in my back, and I slapped Zhao Dongsheng to the ground with a twist in my hand, and retreated a few steps one after another.

"Little girl, you dare to plot against me......"

The giant needle has entered the body and can no longer be touched.

"Soldiers are not tired of deceit, dealing with you, a demon cult demon, but there is no means to distinguish between light. Su Xiangling said coldly, and five huge needles flew out of the cuffs one after another.

Yin Tu threw his hands forward, and the twisted god flew in the air, blocking the giant needles one by one. Before he could stop his hand, the black and red blade struck again, instantly slashing across his left arm. A wave of blood burst out and spilled into the air.

There was a churn in the body, and blood and water poured out. glanced at it, and the yin path froze instantly. I saw that the wound was surrounded by black qi, and no matter how his true qi operated, the blood was still flowing.

True Qi to stop bleeding is a practitioner's means of survival, but now there is no sign of stopping.

Looking at the weird short knife, Yin Tuxin bit his teeth fiercely, and waved his hand into a knife. A cloud of blood mist rose in the air, and the severed left arm was thrown away. If not, I am afraid that before we can fight again, we will have bled to death.

The flesh and blood on his shoulders were blurred, and the true qi slowly floated up to stop the blood flow. At this time, he had already repented of his intestines, and the dead mountain spider had broken his arm, so he only said that he was careless for a moment and underestimated the people in front of him. His eyes were bloodshot, and he vowed not to give up if he didn't kill the two.

The twisted god soared into the air and opened it with all its might, and the eight sharp blades flickered, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, bringing a wave of qi to rush towards the two.

Su Xiangling raised his long sword, and was about to fight to break the net. Who knew that Zhao Dongsheng suddenly blocked in front of him, and the black and red spit on the pig-killing knife pointed directly at the other party to meet him.

A net, a knife, gradually meet.

"Dongsheng ......"

"Boom!"

On the blade, black and red intersect, spitting through the chest and abdomen.

On the twisting god, the eight-bladed ghost light flickered, and the opening and closing of the scraping muscles broke the bones.

Yin Tu stood in place in a daze, his eyes full of unwillingness. I worked hard for Luxinling all my life, and I knew that there would be such a day. If the sect can rise again, why not be a stepping stone. However, he never expected that he would die at the hands of an insignificant Chaotianmen disciple. In the blink of an eye, the unwilling eyes were relieved. Put aside the thoughts of life and death, and break the strangled god with his life. Maybe...... This is the number of fate......

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