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The small axe is only the length of the small arm, the whole body is made of iron, the axe blade is sharp and the cutting of trees will be very handy, if you use it to cut down the monks in the early stage of the spirit, it is far from enough, and the lower grade magic weapons are insufficient, not to mention this ordinary weapon!

The small axe didn't have much attack power, but it surprised the old man in the ink robe, and he was slow to attack the surging poison ivy.

"Quack!"

There was anger, resentment, and ridicule in the strange laughter, and when he saw that the person who threw the small axe was a young man called 'Fool', the laughter was even more gloomy, and he was attacked by a fool who only had the innate Triple Heaven cultivation, holding a broken axe, which made him feel that this was a great provocation and humiliation.

In the eyes of the old man in the ink robe, there is no difference between slaughtering the young man and pinching a bed bug to death, at this time, you must focus on the poison ivy attack, and then any catch will kill the young man!

The young man of Mu Ne ran more than ten zhang away from Yang Qing's other side, in front of 'Elder Xie' and other Purple Mansion Realm monks, he was running with all his strength, the speed was not fast, but he was gritting his teeth and using all his strength, Mu Ne's face was full of fear, more anger, and it turned red.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the first small axe left his hand, the second followed, and immediately went to his waist to get the third.

The young man had more than a dozen ordinary-looking small axes pinned to his waist.

"Bang!"

The two small axes in front of one after the other have not yet risen, and the poison ivy has skyrocketed to thirty or forty zhang long, two grinding discs as thick, and the poison ivy is covered with black and cyan spikes several feet long, and the spikes on the top of the poison ivy are even more one zhang long, and the spikes are glowing with ghostly light, dazzling and painful eyes, and extremely sharp.

"Bang!"

Poison ivy is like a giant python, and the houses have collapsed everywhere it passes, and the spikes have cut a piece of the rocky floor.

'Squeak!' a sharp sound spread, and stones flew on the rocky floor.

Before they could attack, it would be a mess, like an earthquake!

"Whoosh!"

The chaos of the collapse of the house and the shattering of the ground can't hide the sound of the rapid breaking of the air!

Poison ivy flicked like a python, striking the three people standing in a row with the black and cyan spikes on its head.

Its speed is one point faster than its weapon attacks.

It's an indiscriminate attack!

Whether it was Yang Qing, or the two Purple Mansion Realm cultivators who were attacking Yang Qing left and right.

With the power, speed, and sharpness of poison ivy's piercing, the three of them then don't want to avoid it completely, the spikes piercing their flesh will be as simple as a string of sugar gourds.

This is the old man in the ink robe, the strongest killing move, he has been preparing for a long time, and he was finally able to sacrifice!

"Whoosh!"

The incomparably huge poison ivy was not alleviated by the horror or resentment on the faces of the three people, and the long spike at the top pierced mercilessly!

"You're a shit, bastard......"

The Purple Mansion Realm cultivators on Yang Qing's left and right sides cursed viciously, they didn't understand why he was so helpful to the old man in the ink robe and the others, but he was about to face such a fate, and then they resented Yang Qing even more.

"Run!"

The two Purple Mansion Realm monks screamed frantically, hoping to dodge a zhang before they could swim and pierce their bodies like giant pythons, so that they could avoid the penetration of the spikes on the top of the poison ivy and the cutting of the spikes around the body like a hedgehog!

All this is an extravagant hope, even if Yang Qing runs with the power of 'swimming dragon out of the water', don't think about dodging, if there is no obstruction from the two of them, when the poison ivy takes root, he can still avoid it for a while.

However, he was stopped by two Purple Mansion Realm monks, and the poison ivy was thrown not far away by the old man in the ink robe, and it skyrocketed so much that he had no chance to breathe, and if he went to hide, he would die even worse!

"I'm going to pull you up even if I die!"

The Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, who was closest to the poison ivy, was dashed and screamed with resentment!

"Click!"

The three green fruits entered, quickly adjusted his body to face the poison ivy that was piercing, holding the long stick in both hands, and staring at the long spikes that attacked at the extreme speed, not caring if the Purple Mansion Realm monk behind him would shoot at him when he ran to the side!

"Poof!"

The first Purple Mansion Realm monk only moved half a foot out, and was pierced by the long spikes at the top of the poison ivy, his chest was cracked, and the whole person turned black and cyan, like a dried corpse, with a 'bang' sound, only a black and cyan skeleton remained, and the others turned into pus!

"Whew!"

Yang Qing roared in his throat, his red pupils shrank by three points, and he stared at the spikes.

"Whew!"

"Whoosh!"

The spikes slammed in, and the long stick in his hand was already raised!

Even if he has a low-grade magic weapon shield, Yang Qing will not use it to block it, he can't stop it!

Even if you can fly with a weapon, you don't dare at this time, you can't rise high, you will be cut through a layer of skin by spikes, and the poison will enter the body and die!

At this time, I just hold the sharp spikes, no matter how strong the poisonous surname is, I need to stab!

The speed is insufficient, and it is difficult to dodge, so he borrows the incomparably powerful power of poison ivy!

Whether the flesh can withstand it, besides!

To live one more breath is to have one more chance and hope!

"Quack!"

The strange smile of the old man in the ink robe is like a sharp knife scraping the bronze mirror, increasing the indulgence of poison ivy!

Yang Qing's heart was extremely calm at this time, the violence, killing intent, and panic were not there, and he was not affected by the strange laughter, and the muscles of his whole body trembled!

"Bang!"

The spikes and long sticks on the top of the poison ivy were all in one place.

The loud bang was like smashing a bronze bell!

Poison ivy was beaten, and the sharp spikes were smashed!

"Whew!"

The long stick Shijun did not suffer any damage, and the huge earthquake did not stop, Yang Qing almost couldn't grasp it!

With a 'poof' sound, a mouthful of blood mist erupted!

'Poof, poof' two sounds, throwing up Yang Qing, a pair of soles broken!

'Gurgle!' The bones all over the body are making abnormal sounds!

The defensive 'first-line sky' unloaded three points of anti-shock force, shattered the soles of the shoes, and the bones of the whole body were comparable to swords and low-grade magic weapons, so they could withstand it dangerously, and if one of the two was missing, the bones would be shattered.

"Snort!"

The three green fruits have a strong repair power, trying to repair damaged organs, bones, and muscles.

"Quack!"

The strange scream of the old man in the ink robe was even more harsh, the long spikes on the top of the poison ivy were damaged, he was also injured, and he wanted to bounce up the fierce poison ivy to hit and cut Yang Qing who was flying, but he couldn't do it!

Poison ivy's advance is too fierce, and it is not easy to change direction in time!

"Click!"

Another Purple Mansion Realm monk had already moved a foot away, sticking to the severed spikes, and was dragged to the side, countless spikes several feet long around the poison ivy slashed through, cutting countless wounds, and the dense 'click' sound, the bones of the whole body shattered, turning into pus!

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

At this moment, two small axes slashed into the dense fog that wrapped the old man in the ink robe, and with two 'poof, poof' sounds, the attack failed!

Then there is a third shank, a fourth shank......

Each handle looks to a different position!

Such an attack was ineffective against the old man in the ink robe, and the young man still stubbornly and in vain persisted!

Ignore the threat posed by the pursuing 'Elder Xie' and other cultivators!

"Peng!"

Yang Qing threw more than ten zhang away and fell to the ground, 'poof!', a mouthful of blood spurted out again!

His arms were unconscious, and he could only hold the long stick in his hands.

"Gross!"

Vomiting blood, he struggled to get up.

His feet staggered and his body shook, and his eyes were wide open, but he couldn't see anything around him!

I saw a person not far away, running towards this place, and he was still throwing something into the air!

Yang Qing only felt that his head was 'buzzing', and the voices in his ears became very distant, and the idea that was quite clear was to run farther away!

"Kill him quickly, don't let him struggle!"

The monks on the clearing looked at the fight in the distance, and they didn't want to watch the scene of their powerless struggle to find a trace of life, it was a dead end, so they didn't give hope anymore, and killed it earlier, and the torture of the province.

"Woo ......"

The fire butterfly didn't want to see it, but she still saw this scene, don't turn her head, her mouth whimpered, she was complaining to herself in her heart, such a weak monk as a 'fool', she knew that it was futile and dangerous, and she was still cutting out with a small axe that had no offensive power!

"No, he and I have nothing to do with each other, it's just using each other again......"

The fire butterfly kept repeating in her heart, wiping her tears indiscriminately, wanting to leave quickly!

Unaware of the five Purple Mansion Realm cultivators who had chased and killed her, they were staring at her with a lewd smile on the corners of their mouths!

"Sister Huo, are you okay?"

Ruowu, Yue Ning and other six female cultivators have all rushed over, gathered around the fire butterfly, and asked anxiously!

"What is he doing!"

All the cultivators exclaimed, they were all very puzzled!

I saw that in the battle circle of ruins, Yang Qing's figure swayed and no longer moved!

At this moment, he had already seen clearly who was throwing the small axe at him, it was the young man who was called 'fool', running anxiously, attacking in vain a hundred times stronger than him, and the old man in the ink robe could kill him with a random finger, and he could see more clearly that a sharp and energetic long sword was attacking the back of the young man, and the young man was not aware of it at all, even if he did, his strength could not be avoided at all.

If you go on like this, after two breaths, you will die!

"Zheng!"

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

Invite the moon bow to open seven points angrily, Yang Qing motionless with his divine sense locked the streamer of the long sword, his archery skills are accurate, but he has never tried to shoot a magic weapon that is extremely fast, he can't tolerate a little distraction, and he has no chance to open the second bow if he misses.

The streamer turned into by the long sword fell from the sky, extremely fast and powerful, and a stone one person high could be shattered!

The old man in the ink robe laughed strangely, the anger in it turned into surprise, the dry claws slowly lifted up, and the huge poison ivy tore down the ruins of the house, like a mace, and lifted it up with the support of the place where the poison ivy took root!

For this, Yang Qing didn't notice it, he just stared at the long sword streamer!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

“...... Hide...... Dodge"

The stainless steel arrows were off the string, and the huge poison ivy was smashing down, and the young man pointed behind Yang Qing and shouted in horror.

Yang Qing and Mu Ne Youth have similarities at this time, they both seem to be unaware of the fatal blow behind them, but one is aware of it and has no time to dodge, and the other is really unnoticed.

"Ding!"

"Peng!"

The steel arrow hit the longsword magic weapon without any mistake, and the steel arrow shattered, and the longsword cracked and fell to the side after losing control.

Yang Qing vomited out a mouthful of dirty blood, which he forcibly held back when he opened the bow, and when he relaxed, he immediately returned to it, and there was no time to hide behind him

The smash, however, was a relief on the hideous face.

The huge poison ivy smashed down, and the open space in front of the house shook for a while.

“...... Ah......h

The young man slowly stopped running, his fingers and the corners of his mouth trembled and stammered!

The many monks in the open space in the middle of the tribe grew their mouths one after another, and they were all silent, and an inexplicable feeling surged in their hearts, even the five Purple Mansion Realm monks who had chased and killed the seven Fire Butterflies were all shocked!

Fire Butterfly, Ruowu, and Yue Ning couldn't bear to look at it, and the other four female cultivators were all wide-eyed!

"Buzz!"

The ground hit by the poison ivy was still trembling, and Yang Qing's figure was not smashed into meat except that it was swayed by the wind!

Just because, the spikes on the top of the poison ivy were cut off by Yang Qing, so that the length of the poison ivy was not enough to hit Yang Qing.

The difference is the missing spike.

Otherwise, just use sharp spikes to cut Yang Qing into two sections!

None of the people present were stunned!

Even Yang Qing felt lucky, and the relief on his face engraved with tiger stripes was gone, and it became hideous and violent!

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The poison ivy kept rushing forward, like a big insect, trying to penetrate Yang Qing with a broken spike, but let it be tight, let the old man in the ink robe try his best to indulge, the roots of the poison ivy were deeply rooted in the rock, and could only bounce back again and again, and then run away!

"Quack!"

The old man in the ink robe was full of madness in his strange smile!

"Rubbish!"

The mist-filled area of the tribe suddenly erupted, followed by a golden streamer rising from the ground.

The leader of the tribe, take it personally!

"Groaning ......"

Yang Qing's dragon roar and tiger roar stirred up the tribe!

If he understands it carefully, he will find that the rhythm in it has eight points!

"If the old poison wants to take back the poison ivy, it will take a while, and it is expected that he will have no means, so he will run away at this time, see if you can catch up with me, and see who of your subordinates can help me"

Yang Qing was cold and resentful in his heart, his injuries were very serious, and after a while, the strong dizziness caused by the impact weakened, and the other injuries were still there, and it would take a while for Qingguo's medicinal power to be completely repaired, so he could only flee as soon as possible before the tribal leader arrived.

"Let's go!"

Grabbing the robe of the young man, he ran towards the hillside, and after more than four hundred zhang, he was outside the tribe.

"Quack!"

The old man in the ink robe screamed viciously, giving up on retracting the poison ivy, at this time he was on the side of the hill, and he was going to intercept it!

He failed to kill Yang Qing with poison ivy, he could only blame him for being too familiar with the length of poison ivy, and he didn't take a broken spike into account for a while!

"No one dares to go wild on the territory of this leader!"

The tribal leader's voice trembled with anger!

The other Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, their faces all changed, and they chased after each other!

"Kill!"

Just as the cultivators were in pursuit, a murderous and excited killing cry suddenly came from outside the tribe.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of monks rushed from outside the tribe, and the slopes surrounding the valley were all over the place!

The number of people on the hillside where the old man in the ink robe is the largest!

It's an attack between the tribes!

Seeing the scene, the monks' faces all changed drastically, and only the five Purple Mansion Realm monks who had chased and killed the Fire Butterfly and several people pulled out a cruel smile!