The demon Xiaohu held up the ghost-headed double-sided axe, the energy brought by the demon Xiaohu was like a sharp knife, shattering Tianyinke's whole body hurt.

It's like a sharp knife shaves on one's own body.

This was just an external pain. At this moment, the blood in Tian Yinke's body was boiling, as if it had been boiled, and it felt like it was about to break out of the body. The blood seemed to gain strength in an instant, like sharp spikes scrambled around, piercing through the blood vessels, and piercing into other organs in the body.

Cold sweat gradually flowed out from the edge of the mask.

Tian Yinke's eyes appeared bloodshot, making people look red at first glance.

"Are you scared? You're still standing still, not knowing it hurts?" The Taoist boy clasped his hands together, gathering his entire body of energy, as if he was about to take the last blow, but he knew in his heart that he might not have time to save someone.

Tian Yinke in front of the demon Xiaohu was not trying to move, but his whole body was suppressed by the aura emitted by the demon Xiaohu's move, and even the internal energy bursting out from his body was suppressed, as if he wanted to seize himself.

No wonder their faces changed when they saw this move.

To be honest, it was not that Tian Yinke could not move, but because the blood in his body became frantically affected by the sword-dragging. The power of the sword-dragging was pulling every drop of blood in Tian Yinke's body. If the blood stopped being frenzy, it would only take a drop of it to break through the body and be absorbed by the ghost-headed double-sided axe.

Many martial arts masters did not die under the axe in front of the sword-drawing proof, but died of the power of the sword-drawing proof, and died of blood.

Tian Yinke was suffering from incomparable pain all over his body. The axe hanging above his head seemed to have stopped, and it had not fallen for a long time, just like a long time of death, slowly torturing himself.

After all, although the axe gives people a pause, Tian Yinke knows that the axe is gradually falling, its movements are even slower than slow motion.

Although the demon Xiaohu wanted to deal with Tian Yinke quickly, he was already sure to win now. Although the speed was extremely fast when dragging the knife, and his strength was like a meteorite falling, it would take at least half an hour to cut it down.

Because the drag sword is consuming the enemy's essence, energy, blood, and spirit until the enemy is exhausted, the axe in his hand will fall and chop and break the enemy.

Therefore, the Demon Xiaohu move will only be used against first-class masters, especially first-class player masters with deep internal skills; this is also like protecting yourself. After all, when consuming the enemy, he is in a state of defenselessness. However, although he is not prepared, the Drag Sword will have a strong aura to surround him, and the enemy's internal strength flows through the periphery. Not to mention invulnerable swords and guns, even attacks such as sword energy will be offset.

What's more, the demon little tiger is confident and seems to have a hand.

Everyone only knew that the power of the sword-dragging was extremely powerful, but they did not know the mystery of the sword-dragging. Even the dead people only remembered it in pain, and then they forgot everything else.

"Just hold on for a while." Taoist boy gritted his teeth.

After a long time, everyone gradually began to wonder. They only heard the overwhelming sound of the sword-torn sword, but they didn't hear the following. Whether it was Tian Yinke or the Demon Xiaohu, it should be something to decide the outcome, right?

They turned around and looked at each other, but saw Tian Yinke's whole body condensing energy was confronting the demon Xiaohu, and the demon Xiaohu's axe was hanging less than a foot above Tian Yinke's head.

Everyone was worried, but they didn't expect that Tian Yinke could still withstand the sword dragging technique.

However, no one realized that all this was an illusion, an illusion created by the Drag Tribulation. You should know that the Drag Tribulation was transformed from the Drag Tribulation. The word "大" has not disappeared from the Drag Tribulation.

Wanluo screamed in surprise when she saw this. If Yu'er hadn't been held back, she would probably have rushed over.

Then, Juyi Qidao, Yu'er, Wanluo, and Fufeng Liuxing began to feel a sharp energy around him increasing.

They turned their heads to look at the Taoist boy, but saw the Taoist boy exuding a colorful rainbow of seven colors, and this color comes from the aura and sword energy emitted from the Taoist boy.

Everyone felt that this would be an incomparable sword energy, absolutely sharp.

The ten masters who came with the demon Xiaohu of the righteous Taoist Alliance had no intention of taking action. They just stood aside from a distance. Even if the Taoist boy was accumulating his strength to make moves, they did not pay much attention.

"Sword Qi Changhong, go..." The Taoist's hands, which had already clasped their hands together, had already separated, turned into two palms and rushed towards the direction of the demon Xiaohu. Then a huge sword Qi as big as a pillar was emitted from the palms of both palms.

The demon Xiaohu naturally knew that the little Taoist boy was attacking him, but there was no look of horror on his face, but instead he showed a strange smile, and he was completely disdainful of the little Taoist boy's attack.

The little Taoist frowned, as if he felt something was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered why he felt something was wrong. He condensed the strongest sword energy in his body, stabbed into the body of the demon Xiaohu like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no movement anymore.

The little Taoist boy's face was a little pale and his face looked angry: "What a simple guy."

So that's what happened!

The cold and handsome face inside the mask showed a smile, a smile of sudden enlightenment.

The blood in the body kept rushing towards the top of his head because the demon tiger's axe was above his head. I'm afraid it was this axe that was pulling his blood.

If it weren't for the power of the silkworm's internal energy to be broken into silk walls that could not be broken through in my body, I would probably have died of a skull burst.

It's my turn to take action.

Tian Yinke, who had been beaten, had a strange look on his eyes.

This action alone did not escape the bright eyes of the demon Xiaohu, but the demon Xiaohu didn't understand how a dying person would show such a look?

Then, I found that the axe I cut with my right hand began to move and quickly fell down.

OK, let's end.

The demon Xiaohu never expected that he would succeed so soon this time.

The sword energy is slashed against each other.

The qi blade that was shaken by the dragged knife quickly condensed into shape in Tianyinke's right hand, and even slashed at the demon Xiaohu's ghost-headed double-sided axe.

He felt that the ghost-headed double-sided axe in his hand had hit, but the demon Xiaohu frowned: Strange, it doesn’t feel like it was chopping someone?

When I just thought of this, the left chest of the demon Xiaohu was in severe pain and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

While flying backwards, the demon Xiaohu saw that the object that hit his chest was actually a hand?

The demon Xiaohu sprayed a mouthful of blood from his mouth, looking very puzzled. Where did he get his hands?

“Haha…haha…”

The demon Xiaohu, who fell heavily to the ground, spat out blood again. The ghost-headed double-sided axe had fallen aside, but before he could come back to his senses, he heard a proud laugh, which attracted his attention.

The arrogant and unrestrained laughter came from a man covered in blood and blood, wearing a mask with broken arms.

"Cao Zhuo?" The demon Xiaohu gritted his teeth, but his face was full of shock. He was looking at his chest that was vaguely painful. Although there was no trace of cracking in his clothes, he pulled open his clothes and saw that his chest had already been bruised, and this bruise hurt him.

The demon Xiaohu was not surprised by the wound on his chest. What shocked him the most was that his dragging knife was defeated.

The object of the dragging knife was given only one arm. I am afraid that it was cut off when the dragging knife fell just now. If it was a little slower, the hand would not be cut off, but... it cut at me with the aura of a knife...

Thinking of this, the demon Xiaohu's face became even more ugly. He glared at Tian Yinke fiercely, looked at the Taoist boy with a reluctance, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Get away."
Chapter completed!