"Senior Brother Zhou, something seems to be wrong!" Yang Wuzhi followed Zhou De, but seeing the person below hanging his head down and calmly, she noticed that the atmosphere around her was a little strange.

The two of them were several feet in front of them, and Zhou De realized that Ling Duanshang seemed to be too quiet, and hurriedly stepped down the sword light and looked at him intently.

But the young man below held a sword in one hand and raised his talisman with the other. The silver runes on the talisman flowed like water, and a wisp of light trembled, as if it could be blown out in one breath, but no matter how strong winds around him whistled, the light was like a spark that could not be destroyed.

"Junior Sister Yang, your Luoshu needle!" Zhou De shouted to the back without looking back.

Yang Wuzhi frowned slightly, but he did not refuse. He opened his mouth and sprayed a three-inch faint light. The woman waved her hand and the Luohu needle silently attacked her. This needle pierced Ling Duanshang's hand.

Whether it was unintentional or intentional, the needle was silent, but Ling Duanshang, who was standing there quietly, turned his arms gently and avoided the needle.

And this needle seemed to be another opportunity. Ling Duanshang, who had been silent, finally moved. He saw a sudden strong wind blowing around him, and a bunch of evil spirits surged into the sky like an angry lion.

Zhou De and his two faces changed, retreated into the air, avoiding the turbulence of evil spirits.

"Is this kid a ferocious beast? How could he have such evil aura?" Zhou De's heart had already stirred up huge waves, staring at the boy below with disbelief.

Yang Wuzhi even put away the Luohu needle and hid behind him and did not dare to go forward.

At this moment, a blood light shone brightly in Ling Duanshang's chest, and the overflowing evil aura rushed towards the blood light as if he had found a vent.

In a moment, the evil spirits around him disappeared. The evil spirits disappeared, but Ling Duanshang still did not wake up. At this moment, his mind was blank, and he had only one thought, that was to kill the two people in front of him!

Suddenly, a pure Yuan power surged out of the Blood Sword Order, just like the meridians on Ling Duanshang's chest that had been transported into the cyclone of the Dantian a few months ago. This Yuan power was as if it had been a long drought and had been circling in the cyclone. After it was coiled in the cyclone, it poured into the spiritual talisman between the fingers along with the meridians.

In an instant, the talisman was bright and the runes on it flowed like mercury, and it turned into a height of one or three feet high. It was covered with silver armor and a huge heavenly soldier holding a huge golden halberd.

As soon as the silver armored heavenly soldiers appeared, the energy of heaven and earth around them gathered, and the silver armor was as straight as the sun, and the sound was quite amazing when the wind overflowed.

How can Zhou De and his two masters fight against such divine power when they are exhausted? They fled to the sky in a hurry.

However, the silver armored heavenly soldier looked up and could not see how it turned into a silver light and soared into the sky. A golden light suddenly appeared, and the huge golden halberd slashed straight at the two of them.

Yang Wuzhi suddenly felt the strong wind thrust his back and couldn't help looking back. When she was shocked, she screamed in shock and wanted to use the secret technique to escape. However, her chest suddenly shook and a strong force came. When she turned around, she saw a large green palm slapped in front of her chest, and behind her palm was Zhou De looking at him with a ferocious face.

"Junior Sister Yang, I'm sorry! I'm sorry to block this silver armored heavenly weapon. Let's leave this blood-light mirror to my senior brother for safekeeping!" After the words came, Zhou De waved his hand and wiped Yang Wuzhi's cuff. An ancient mirror had already been added to his hand, so naturally the magic weapon blood-light mirror.

"Zhou De, you..." Yang Wuzhi's eyes were filled with hatred and wanted to curse, but a stream of blood spurted out, blocking the words, and then he felt his strength disappear and he fell straight downward.

The silver armored heavenly soldier seemed to be uncontrollable and had no intelligence. When he saw a man's whereabouts, Yin Guang immediately chased the fallen Yang Wuzhi.

Zhou De's expression relaxed, and then he realized that his body was weak and his true energy was exhausted. If he did not recover some true energy, he would definitely be caught up by the silver-armored heavenly soldier. He immediately put away the blood-light mirror, took out the bottle of the bottle containing the Jade Real Pill, and raised his hand and wanted to pour out one.

At this moment, Zhou De suddenly paused and sneered. There was already a small water-colored flag on his hand. He waved the flag down and a ray of light shone down.

"Shuh!" With a crisp sound, the water-colored light blocked a three-inch light, which was actually the Luoshu needle! When blocked by this light, the faint light on the needle fell downwards with just a flash and a slight flash.

"If I had known that you had hidden this Luohu needle here, it would be a pity that your true energy was lost. This move was useless to me!" Zhou De smiled and then his face turned pale. Just now, the commander's water-dividing flag had consumed most of the remaining true energy. If he did not recover, he would fall to the ground like Yang Wuzhi and be slaughtered.

He hurriedly poured the jade bottle down.

At this moment, Ling Duanshang, who had been standing still below, suddenly moved, and the foot-long Yin red sword flower had already condensed in his hand. He suddenly pointed, and the evil sword flower came out of his hand like an arrow and lightning shot directly at Zhou De.

This person's true energy is exhausted and he is about to swallow the pill to recover. How can he detect this sword?

With a sound of cracking silk, Zhou De's true energy was broken in an instant. When he looked down, a blood-red light had already come to him. His scalp numb, and his whole body reaction could only make him retreat slightly half a foot, and it was this half foot that allowed him to avoid the misfortune of his head being cut off by a sword. However, his hand was not so lucky, and was torn apart by the sharp sword. The hand that was still holding the mutton fat jade bottle fell down like this, sprinkling a blood-colored trajectory.

A scream came from below at the same time, and Yang Wuzhi was killed by the silver armored heavenly soldiers.

Zhou De is also a character this time. He was stopped by the severe pain in such a dangerous situation. Looking at the broken arm, his eyes were as fierce as poison, and he roared downwards: "Ling Duanshang! The revenge of the broken arm will definitely be rewarded in the future!" He said loudly, and he bit his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood onto the broken arm. He didn't know what truth to say, and then the broken arm suddenly burst. Accompanied by his shrill howl, a bunch of blood mist wrapped it up, and then the blood ball shrank into three feet in a circle and shot towards the sky. The speed was extremely fast, and there was no trace of it in several breaths.

Ling Duanshang stood there for a moment, suddenly shook his feet, staggered and fell to the ground, and was unconscious.

The silver-armored heavenly soldier killed one person like a chicken. At this moment, his body was full of energy and flew to Ling Duanshang to stand quietly here, guarding his side...

The last trace of the energy in the cyclone was absorbed, and the entire cyclone was absorbed with only a small vortex, about to collapse. An extremely empty feeling came from the body, and the power around the body began to dissipate.

Ling Duanshang's eyes slowly opened, and his consciousness was finally awakened by the sense of emptiness. He struggled to sit up, trying to condense the vital energy of heaven and earth around him to stabilize the cyclone. He had already noticed that his cultivation level had fallen to the bottom of the valley. If the cyclone disappeared, he might be knocked back to the third level.

Ling Duanshang's five hearts faced the sky, and his energy sinks into the dantian. The responses of the heaven and earth vital energy around him rushed towards him and flowed into the dantian along the meridians. However, the speed of condensing the heaven and earth vital energy this time was far from keeping up with the speed of the cyclone dissipation.
Chapter completed!