Luo Songxian knew that even if he blocked Ma Zhongsheng's attack, his spiritual power would be exhausted, and he could only close his eyes and wait for death. Only by fighting with all your strength and fighting for serious injuries can you kill the opponent, and only in this way can you fight for a glimmer of life. The stone-like magic weapon in his hand was originally one of the many fragments of an ancient immortal armor, and it was said that that armor was an immortal weapon that could defend against the attacks of the immortal characters of the upper three realms. Although somehow only a small inconspicuous fragment was left in front of him, and the spiritual power on it was almost exhausted, it also possessed a lethality that was not weaker than the full force of a high-level monk of the Spirit Sea Realm.

At this time, Luo Songxian used all his strength to silently use the magic technique, and a dark cyan light flashed, and the magic weapon rushed out of his hand like a spiritual snake and flew towards Ma Zhongsheng.

But this magic weapon is not an offensive magic weapon, and the defensive effect is amazing, and it is slightly insufficient to kill the enemy. Ma Zhongsheng just jumped quickly to the side and avoided it. As if he had spirituality, he turned a small arc behind Ma Zhongsheng, then turned around and continued to attack the target.

Although the speed of the stone was fast, Ma Zhongsheng's reaction was faster, and he saw him raise his hand and throw out a water balloon, which directly hit the stone chasing behind him, reducing the speed of the stone slightly, and then popping out the second water ball, which hit the stone in a very tricky position, although the power of the water ball was not enough to defuse the attack of the stone, but it could make the stone deviate from the original flight trajectory.

The stone flew past Ma Zhongsheng's shirt, which seemed thrilling, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest. The corners of Ma Zhongsheng's mouth curled slightly, and he felt that the situation was under his control.

On the other side, Ma Zhongsheng's previous ice sealing technique had already flown in front of Luo Songxian.

Luo Songxian tried his best to shake to the right, but he still didn't dodge, and was hit on his left shoulder by the ice ball, only to feel that half of the flesh and blood of his body were frozen, and even the little spiritual power left in his body was as if it was frozen and could not function. The ice hockey ball on his shoulder directly absorbed the surrounding water vapor and formed a thick icicle, which directly froze Luo Songxian's body in it, leaving only his head and most of his right hand, which stretched out obliquely out of the icicle. Luo Songxian channeled the last bit of spiritual power he could drive into the heart chakra, protected his heart, and held his last breath, hoping that the black-brown stone was really as indestructible as his brother said, and could kill Ma Zhongsheng, so that he could live.

Ma Zhongsheng dodged the impact of the stone several times without danger, but the spiritual power on the stone seemed to be endless, and the speed not only did not decrease at all, but showed signs of slowly improving. But Ma Zhongsheng had already thought of a countermeasure, this kind of magic weapon that did not require divine sense traction would generally stop attacking as long as he saw blood until it was launched again. As long as there is a substitute ghost to help him block it, he can resolve the crisis, and there are exactly two such substitutes in front of him.

Luo Songxian, who was frozen into a dead dog by the Freezing Technique, was naturally the best choice, but Ma Zhongsheng was reluctant to do so, because he still had a lot of "good things" to do to Luo Songxian. Lin Hui became his only choice.

After a few dodges, Ma Zhongsheng moved to Lin Hui's vicinity.

A smug smile appeared on Ma Zhongsheng's face again. After being used as a human shield by Ma and Luo three times before, how could Lin Hui not be able to guess Ma Zhongsheng's plan, but he had shallow experience with the enemy and couldn't think of countermeasures for a while, so he had to quickly retreat away from Ma Zhongsheng who ran towards him.

Suddenly, strands of water appeared on Ma Zhongsheng's body, Lin Hui knew that this was a sign that the water system spell was about to be launched, his brows furrowed, and he hurriedly prepared for defense. After two breaths, he didn't see Ma Zhongsheng make any attacks, but he approached Lin Hui unusually fast.

A little blue light flashed in Ma Zhongsheng's heart, and Lin Hui was first happy and then surprised.

The good news is that Ma Zhongsheng was finally hit, and his atrium was directly penetrated, and most of them couldn't survive. What was shocking was that Ma Zhongsheng evaporated and disappeared in an instant like a mist, leaving only a black-brown stone flying towards Lin Hui.

Lin Hui's brain teaser turned and he remembered the name of a water system spell that he had only heard Ji Kang say but had never seen before, the Water Realm Technique.

This water mirror technique has no attack power, some are similar to illusions, the higher the realm, the more it can confuse the real with the fake. The Water Mirror Technique used by a Spirit Sea Realm cultivator like Ma Zhongsheng was a bit unsatisfactory. Just like the mirror image he conjured up before, there are water ripples on the surface, and a discerning person can tell the truth at a glance. But for a magic weapon without wisdom, it is enough to deceive it a hundred thousand times.

The stone pierced through Ma Zhongsheng's mirror image, no blood was seen, and there was no traction from Luo Songxian, so he naturally regarded Lin Hui, who was closest to him, as the next target. The stone continued unabated, and slammed straight into Lin Hui's chest, trying to penetrate his heart.

Lin Hui's first thought was to perform a water mirror technique, but he had never practiced this technique, let alone how to operate the method, so he could only give up. Before the second thought could come out, the stone was already close at hand, and the gust of wind from above stimulated the skin on his face as painful as a knife. Lin Hui subconsciously popped out all the aura condensed in his palm, and no matter what kind of spell would be formed in the end, a torrent of aura directly collided with the stone.

After all, this stone is a treasure that can kill a Spirit Sea Realm cultivator, and it is not something that Lin Hui, a high-level Spirit Vein, can compete with. Lin Hui used all his spiritual power, but he only slightly took the stone away from its original trajectory. Although he avoided the vital point of the atrium, his left shoulder was still pierced by a stone, blood sprayed like a column, and in a blur of flesh and blood, several broken bones protruded like spikes, which was particularly shocking.

The sharp pain in his left shoulder shattered the last bit of Lin Hui's sanity, and then quickly turned to a burst of numbness, and then he passed out.

After the stone seriously injured Lin Hui, he made a sharp turn in mid-air, ready to deliver the final blow to him.

Ma Zhongsheng was very proud of his treacherous plan, and he appeared not far from Lin Hui.

It was also Ma Zhongsheng's fate that he should have died, and the position he was standing in now was exactly on the left side of Lin Hui, which was originally the safest place. It's just that he didn't expect Lin Hui to be able to dodge the fatal blow before, and even more so that the stinky stone would turn at this time, and the position he was in happened to be on the line of the turn.

Ma Zhongsheng hurriedly defended, and only half of the ice armor technique was used, and the stone hit the middle of Ma Zhongsheng's chest, driving his body to fly far away for nearly ten zhang before the stone pierced through his back. After piercing Ma Zhongsheng's body, the black-brown stone was originally going to continue attacking, but its spiritual power seemed to have finally been exhausted, and it shook in the air a few times, and finally fell to the ground, never moving again.

At this point, the dust has settled and the dispute has subsided. One was frozen in icicles, struggling to breathe, and the two fell unconscious to the ground in a pool of blood made up of their own blood. For a while, there was no wind or sand, leaving only a scarlet sky and light to fall into the world, like an infernal hell.