This demon cultivator surnamed Bian roared angrily and sacrificed a blood-red jade plaque, and was about to fall at the disciples of Luoying Valley, but he felt that he seemed to be a little weak. He looked at the Luoying Valley disciples below, looking up at him one by one, with a very strange expression. This side surnamed Mo Xiu looked down at his waist and abdomen, and saw a huge hole that appeared in the middle of his abdomen.

"Sword master, just know that Lu Dao is secretly attacking, what kind of sword cultivation method is this?!" the man scolded angrily, his voice getting lower and lower.

His eyes were blank as he looked at his wound, and he suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had been flying up from the snow, and his waist and abdomen had cooled. But............. He didn't have time to think too much, and the person had already fallen headlong.

"Senior Brother Bian!"

"Senior Brother Bian!"

The disciples of the Hidden Demon Villa over there all shouted, anxious to rush over!

Fang Zhuo's long sword danced, entangled the two opponents, and at this time, another accident happened!

The disciple of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa who had his legs cut off by Fang Zhuo was lying on the snow, and the wounds on his legs had stopped bleeding. At this time, he saw that the demon cultivator surnamed Bian had actually been hit hard, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was suddenly in a hurry!

Fang Zhuo was going to find a gap and give another hard blow to the two opponents, but the other side was still observing the flying bird that had turned into blood over there, but at this time, he suddenly felt a surge of spiritual power in the field, and in his divine sense, the blood and qi of the demon cultivator with the broken leg suddenly exploded!

"He's going to blow himself up!Retreat!" Fang Zhuo roared, hurriedly beckoning Luo Yinggu's disciples and Xiao Bai to step back!

"He didn't blow himself up!" Zhou Baiping suddenly said: "Fang Zhuo be careful, that person is weird!" Zhou Baiping only has more experience in the enemy than Fang Zhuo, and he is far from being experienced in a hundred battles. Especially for these demon cultivation methods, Zhou Baiping's experience is not much more than Fang Zhuo's.

However, she was able to tell that the person was not blowing himself up!

Bang————! that person suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

Fang Zhuo felt the violent impact, and he was suspicious in his heart, why did Zhou Baiping say that person didn't blow himself up!

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that person blow himself up, the disciples of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa cried again!

Immediately, Fang Zhuo discovered the abnormality!

The blood mist that the person blew up didn't disperse and erupt like normal, but flew towards the blood birds in the air at a rapid speed!

"It's a demonic method! He's turning into a blood mist. Use your own life and spiritual power to enhance the power of those blood birds!Fang Zhuo. You let me go!" Zhou Baiping roared!

Fang Zhuo ignored Zhou Baiping's request, and suddenly shook his hand and threw a short sword!

The short sword was like a shadow like lightning, and in a flash, it reached a disciple of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa! This person screamed in surprise and dodged backwards, but how could he match the speed of the Zhuo short sword above!

At this moment, there was a bang, and a gray shadow hit the short sword from the side! Fang Zhuo saw that the short sword was hit a little deflected by this gray shadow, and swept diagonally across the man's face. Disappear!

The man screamed loudly, half of his cheekbones and half of his ears were gone!

At this time, Fang Zhuo saw a scene that surprised him even more!

The blood birds in the air seemed to have some kind of strange strength, and the blood of the great mongoose was also the blood of the person who had just been injured in the face. Not a single drop seeped into the snow, and every drop was actually sucked into the air and flew towards those blood birds!

The uneasiness in Fang Zhuo's heart became even heavier. He shook his hand and threw three short swords again!

Fang Zhuo's short sword was heavy, and its power was huge, and each sword shot had the power of opening mountains and cracking stones! There was also a hidden sword lurking quietly in the snow, looking for the best time to kill with one blow!

However, one of the blood birds suddenly shot in! Its speed was no less than Fang Zhuo's short sword, and it flashed a few times in the air. A few dings. He has already shot down all the short swords shot by Fang Zhuo!

Fang Zhuo was shocked in his heart, and was about to use the Hidden God Sword. But I saw a flash of blood, and the blood bird flew head-on!

Fang Zhuo slashed Yue Sword in one fell swoop, gritted his teeth and slashed head-on!

Surprisingly, there was no such hard and powerful impact. Fang Zhuo felt as if his long sword had fallen into a pool of mercury, as if it had been stuck to something, and the huge amount of force on the sword was buffered in an extremely short moment!

With a soft flutter, the blood bird was slashed by Fang Zhuo's sword. However, Fang Zhuo did not feel the slightest relaxation. Because, that blood bird turned into a pool of blood, and it was actually wrapped in his long sword very quickly!

A sneering mist of blood poured up from the sword!

Fang Zhuo was horrified!

This blood bird is devouring the spiritual power on the sword, corroding its own slashing sword, and it is still eroding into its own body through the sword body!

Fang Zhuo was furious, and as soon as his divine sense was triggered, a black light suddenly poured out from the sword! The blood that the blood that the blood bird had turned into was suddenly silently swallowed by this black light, leaving only a subtle but sharp and terrible howl in the air!

That howl was like a terrible ghost crying, rushing into the ears and making people's hearts vibrate!The disciples of Luoying Valley turned pale one by one by this voice, and Fang Zhuo couldn't help but frown!

He has the primordial purple qi to protect Zhihai, except for feeling that this cry is a little miserable, and it is ugly to die, but there is nothing.

In the blink of an eye, the face that appeared on the chest of the disciple of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa suddenly shifted its gaze again! Since the eyes burst into a strong light when it appeared, the silver light in the eyes behind it was no longer so intense. However, Fang Zhuo felt that he was looking at the Heavenly Demon Soul Yan on his sword, and the red fruit in his eyes was all greed and desire!

Fang Zhuo suddenly felt bad!

At this time, the disciple of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa who had this face on his chest had actually entered a semi-comatose state, he lowered his head, and his eyes were already closed. But his body still moved normally, and it was obvious that he was manipulated by this human face.

When Fang Zhuo saw those strange silver pupils flashing, he knew that something was wrong!

Sure enough, the four remaining blood birds in the air suddenly flapped their wings and shot at him in unison!

Fang Zhuo gritted his teeth, let out a low roar, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, his body sank, and the sound of fluttering provoked a stream of snow mist, and the whole person disappeared without a trace!

The snow here does not melt all year round, and it has accumulated for thousands of years, and I don't know how thick the tunnel is!

Fang Zhuo burrowed into the snow, and the four blood birds crashed into the snow without stopping. Fang Zhuo unleashed the Heavenly Demon Soul Yan in the ground without any scruples, and wrapped the four blood birds in one go! But these four blood birds devoured all the blood essence of that broken leg disciple, and their body size had become two feet in size! The impact and corrosive force they brought were even more powerful, and under one blow, Fang Zhuo was suddenly thrown into the snow with the long sword in his hand! The huge impact force made Fang Zhuo couldn't help but surge against the blood!

Fang Zhuo didn't dare to spit out this mouthful of blood!God knew what would happen if he let these blood birds absorb his own blood!Fang Zhuo swallowed this mouthful of blood and fought hard against the four blood birds in the snow!

The four bloodbirds flew through the snow, seemingly unhindered by the hard snow. Fang Zhuo's eyes were closed, his consciousness was fully opened, and he swung and slashed hard in the depths of the snow with one sword after another!

On the Slashing Sword, the black Heavenly Demon Soul Yan formed an extremely sharp contrast with the white snow powder. Every time the blood bird hit the long sword, it would resound the sound of sneering corrosive spiritual power and the long sword. However, after each impact, the Bloodbird becomes a little smaller.

The speed of the four blood birds was amazing, and the strength was also amazing! If it weren't for the deep snow barrier, Fang Zhuo estimated that his speed might not be able to block the attacks of these four blood birds in turn!

Everyone was already covered with spiritual power under their feet, so as not to sink deep into the battle themselves. But at this moment, Fang Zhuo was fighting with the four blood birds underground, and large swaths of snow continued to collapse! And with their fierce fight, one after another snow mist fountains rose into the sky from time to time!

The originally flat snow ground became tumbling like boiling water, and everyone couldn't stand still, so they could only keep retreating, away from the area where Fang Zhuo and the four blood birds were fighting.

Xiao Bai roared from time to time, the iron rod in his hand, Huo Huo was angry, and he fought with a demon disciple to the periphery. At this moment, a silver whip suddenly flew out of the snow behind this demon path disciple and slammed it on his back!

The silver whip was extremely heavy, not only shattering the protection of this Hidden Demon Mountain Villa disciple, completely shattering the clothes on his back, but also leaving a cold soul power in his body, constantly clashing and devouring his vitality!

This disciple of the Hidden Demon Villa had already gained the upper hand, but he was whipped down by Yun Rong, and was immediately pulled back by Xiao Bai again. Although this disciple of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa was still able to suppress Xiao Bai at this moment, he had to always worry about whether there would be a sneak attack under his feet, and he couldn't fight with all his strength for a while.

Everyone was retreating, but the disciple of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa with a face on his chest was still standing in place. He also couldn't stand on the collapsed snow, but at this moment the man was supported by a strange force, and he was suspended in the snow mist.

Feeling Fang Zhuo stumbling left and right underground, embarrassed, and then feeling the raging Heavenly Demon Soul Yan on Fang Zhuo's sword, that handsome to evil, handsome to weird face couldn't help but laugh. He opened his mouth, and an incredibly long, incredibly long tongue stuck out, slowly licking his entire face.

"Fang Zhuo, let me get out! you can't deal with them yourself!" Zhou Baiping shouted in the medicine garden space.

At this time, the face suddenly froze, and the silver light in his eyes shone brightly! A gray shadow swept through the air with a faint trace, and a line of blood rose behind it!

The silver eyes stood up angrily, and the face opened its mouth and roared angrily, but I don't know why Lu Dao didn't make any sound! Above him, the disciple of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa that he possessed, there was no head above the neck at this moment, only a blood fountain rose to the sky!

A blow from the hidden god, a sword with a sword!(To be continued.) )