The remaining five people, by the fat sheep in front of them, suddenly turned into a tiger, showing sharp teeth and claws, fierce and fierce, frightened souls do not possess their bodies.

Just before the five of them came back to their senses, the Shadowless Twin Swords split into two in vain, attacking the other person on the left and the monk who followed Xiao Ziyang all the way behind him.

At the same time, Xiao Ziyang waved his hand, and a faint blue sword light shot forward, the ordinary monk who seemed to be the leader of the six.

Then, Xiao Ziyang turned his head to one side, opened his mouth and spewed out two purple sword lights, which attacked the two people on the right side of Lu respectively.

In an instant, he involved the remaining five people in the battle.

The "dark moon" that emitted a faint blue light suddenly burst out of a snow-white cold mist at the moment when it collided with the shield that the ordinary monk was blocking in front of him. After two breaths, the cold mist had already filled the space within a radius of thirty zhang.

In the cold mist, countless ice blades with the same appearance as the "Dark Moon" rained down on the ordinary monk. But he turned a blind eye to these ice blades.

The ordinary monk had a gloomy face, his eyes and eyebrows were furrowed, and he urged his divine thoughts with all his might, as if he was eagerly looking for something, and if he looked closely, he would find that in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of anxiety.

He's looking for the "Dark Moon" itself. Judging from the tremendous pressure that came from the initial exchange of this magic weapon with his own shield magic weapon, this was undoubtedly an extremely powerful and superb magic weapon.

The problem was that this magic weapon disappeared after the cold mist filled it, and it completely disappeared without a trace from the divine perception of ordinary monks. This made this calm monk's heart feel like falling into a bottomless abyss, what could be more terrifying than an invisible superb flying sword?

Compared to the attacks of the best flying swords, these ice blades, which were equivalent to the power of third-level spells, hit the talisman of ordinary monks, like itching, and they couldn't make even the slightest tremor of this magic cover.

Among the countless ice blades, there was a crescent-shaped blade that was no different from the other ice blades, swirling, seemingly lightly pecking at the talisman cover, but the result it caused was so different.

Countless ice blades slammed into the ordinary monk's talisman cover, like an egg hitting a stone, not only could not cause a ripple in the magic cover, but also smashed himself to pieces.

When this sharp blade touched the magic cover, it seemed that this light curtain as solid as a rock suddenly turned into silk, and was easily poked and deformed by this sharp blade. As the tip of the blade advanced, the magic shield quickly recessed inward, and finally hit the waistcoat of the ordinary monk who was inside the shield, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood. If it weren't for the fact that this person was still wearing a layer of inner armor, I am afraid that this blow would have seriously injured him.

After the sneak attack was successful, this ice blade, which had nothing special, flew back with a spin, mixed into countless ice blades, and could no longer see the slightest clue.

Just this blow knocked this ordinary monk, who usually regarded himself as a wise man, to the point where he had no confidence and demeanor. He no longer cared about the lives of others, so he fled and fled.

But the cold mist rolled and followed him like maggots on tarsal bones. At this time, the dark moon suddenly appeared, as if suddenly from a silent black panther turned into a fierce lion, with the momentum of thunder, pounced fiercely.

The ferocious blow actually nailed this wise monk who was cultivating in Wangdan to the spot, and he was full of tricks, but he couldn't move a single step.

Xiao Ziyang's choice of opponents in order seems arbitrary, but in fact, it is the result of careful consideration after a lot of thoughts.

The tall monk who was the first to die under the shadowless twin swords was actually the lowest cultivator among the six people, so he was killed by Xiao Ziyang in two breaths, causing the rest of the people to be shocked and unable to help themselves.

The reason why the Dark Moon trapped the highest cultivator was because only the Dark Moon could trap him. This person's cultivation is enough to be two small realms higher than Xiao Ziyang, and in the past, even if he tried his best, he might not be able to kill him.

The two people who were trapped on the right side by the spirit sword were the two with the lowest cultivation among the remaining five.

Don't look at the spirit sword to make these two people scramble, but in fact, the spirit sword attack power is insufficient, although with incomparable agility, it bypasses the shield magic weapon of the two again and again, and slashes on the talisman cover of the two, which seems to have a big advantage, but in fact, in the eyes of the two, these two spirit swords are like two mosquitoes, which are annoying, and they are always unstoppable, but in fact, they are not very powerful.

If the two of them are decisive people, when they see that the situation is not right, they turn around and run, with these two spirit swords, they will definitely not be able to leave the two of them.

Xiao Ziyang's real killer move was still that pair of shadowless flying swords.

When Xiao Ziyang took one as five and shot at five people at the same time, these five people would naturally not be idle. The first to strike was naturally on his right side, facing the mosquito-like purple jade spirit sword, the two who were not under much pressure.

These two people, one of them released a pair of golden flying swords and a square seal, and pressed towards Xiao Ziyang together.

The other turned his hand and released a blood-colored banner, on which were lifelike embroidered with several golden strange insects, one like a winged scorpion, a scaly flying snake, and a mantis with two large blades. I saw him throw the blood banner into the air, and the small banner, which was originally less than a foot, immediately grew to a height of three zhang and stood on top of his head.

The man pointed at Xiao Ziyang and said, "Go!" The three flying insects immediately broke away from the banner and rushed towards Xiao Ziyang with a fierce momentum.

Xiao Ziyang was not in a hurry, patted the storage bag on his waist, and a white round shield like jade and bone flew out, and after a while, it grew to the size of three feet.

Xiao Ziyang stretched out his finger, and the white shield suddenly split into three, and then, a burst of yellow light shone, and a thick layer of yellow jade suddenly grew out of thin air on the white shield.

Then, Xiao Ziyang opened his mouth and sprayed, and two purple spirit shields also appeared beside Xiao Ziyang, swimming back and forth like swimming fish.

Xiao Ziyang waved his hand again and collected the Tibetan Wind Spirit Boat under his feet, and at the same time, a purple spirit sword appeared at his feet.

Moving around in a small area, I'm afraid there is no magic weapon that can compare to the spirit sword.

As soon as he stepped on the spirit sword under his feet, his body moved left and right, and the flying swords and strange insects released by the two people on the right side were also very agile, and it was naturally impossible to avoid it by relying on the movement of the spirit sword alone, but the square seal that grew to the size of Zhang Xu in the wind seemed to be as vigorous as Mount Tai's top press, in fact, it was very dull between movements, but it gradually couldn't keep up with Xiao Ziyang's style.

The five shields flying up and down in front of Xiao Ziyang met the two swords, three insects and five magic weapons.