What I think of as Bianpao and Huang Bawang are not actually them themselves, but two of them behind the great disaster of the Beast Control Sect.

Now that all three men in black robe appear, I put a lot of pressure on me.

Even if the Bian Batou and the others came over and blocked the three men in black robes one by one with me, I had no confidence in my scheming.

I am now standing at the door of a hall, and the blue fluorescence covering the entire tiger's head peak emits from this hall.

At this time, the three of us happened to meet these three souls that had survived from ancient times.

If these three are still alive, let alone the three of us, even if they are several times or even dozens of times, they may not be their opponents. If the gap in cultivation reaches a certain level, the number will not make up for the gap.

But now, I can still face them with them.

Besides, if I didn’t fight them last time, I couldn’t leave here smoothly. Even if I retreated this time and wanted to leave the blessed land occupied by the Beast Control Sect, I would have to come back and fight with them three.

Since we have to fight sooner or later, it’s better to take advantage of the situation.

I thought to myself, without saying anything, Ruomu Sword emitted a light like the scorching sun.

It seemed like another sun appeared on the flat ground, and then a sword light flashed, and more than ten golden sword lights crossed back and forth, directly covering the three souls.

The golden sword light continued to radiate, and loud jingling sounds continued to ring.

In fact, without listening to the sound, I knew something was wrong and it was not as smooth as I thought.

The sword light with strong pure yang magic power was blocked by the three souls.

After one operation, I was unable to settle any soul and soul.

Not only that, the Ruomu Jian really scared me.

The flying sword that I carefully sacrificed was actually pinched by the black-robed soul in the middle.

The man in black robe opposite reached out an arm from under the black robe, and clamped the body of Ruomu Jian with only two fingers.

When I saw it, I was shocked and immediately pinched my sword, increased my magic power, and activated the Ruomu Sword.

Like a golden cloud on the wooden sword, the top of the tiger's head peak is clear.

At the same time, the sword body kept shaking, and there was even a low buzzing sound.

I put in a lot of effort. After all, the Ruomu Sword was caught by the man in black. It was through this magic weapon that I gradually mastered the high-end method of practice such as Pure Yang magic power.

But I wasted for a long time and finally couldn't summon Ruomu Sword back.

Not only that, one of the hands of the man in black robe was like a towering sacred mountain, without even shaking.

Seeing this scene, I immediately realized that I had fallen today.

I have experienced many accidents, but I can eventually get rid of danger. I have even become accustomed to this kind of operation process.

However, today, things finally slipped into the unknown abyss.

As the black-robed man's fingers kept twisting, I watched the sword body of Ruomu sword begin to bend.

"He wants to destroy my Ruomu sword!"

Of course I was very unwilling to accept it, so I directly used the method of supporting the wood, and turned into a giant tree more than ten feet high.

Although the height of nearly fifty meters was not allowed to retake the Ruomu Sword, I was deadlocked. The man in black robe had no ability to make the Ruomu Sword continue to bend.

If the wooden sword did not bend into a more terrifying arc, I felt a little relieved.

But I ignored one more thing: there is never only one person who comes there, well, a soul.

There were three souls standing side by side, and I was the only one across the street.

Logically speaking, there should be Huang Bawang and the others behind the three souls and souls, but I ran wildly and couldn't throw the three men in black robe, but I didn't say that I could throw Huang Bawang and the others off.

Originally, as long as I persisted for a while, things would be resolved, and Bian Pao and Huang Bawang could come here no matter how they were.

But before I could walk over after a meeting, Ruomu Jian was bound by others.

This led me to a very passive situation.

Another series of languages ​​that I listened to were familiar but could not understand were spoken from the black-robed man in the middle.

I heard it familiar, but I really couldn't understand it, so I couldn't respond.

Of course, these three men in black robes didn't plan to listen to my answer.

"roar!"

The man in the black robe on the left roared, his body swayed slightly, and immediately swelled up, and his black robe shattered immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the man in black robe had grown to seven or eight feet tall.

Although it is not as good as my wood-supporting method, it is not much different.

This soul is like a mana bull, but it only has a single horn, growing in the middle of the forehead, with rounded eyes and sharp teeth on the outside of the lips.

What is even more conspicuous is that the huge figure has a green python hanging on its left arm, and two arms are grown on its right arm, one in front and one behind.

The weirdo was yellow overall, and there were two yellow smoke under his feet.

His appearance really surprised me.

Look at the figure's two arms swaying, one hand with a long hook, and the other hand with a square, very solid and heavy thing, clearly a brick the size of a millstone. Of course, this thing is barely enough to be called a gold brick.

Look at the appearance of others and then look at my Dharma appearance. Okay, there is actually not much difference.

But they are in the second team and one, and I can’t even stand one of them, let alone two.

I was a little anxious and was quite looking forward to Huang Bawang and the others coming to save the scene as soon as possible.

During this period, I did not wait to be beaten, but waved the branches of the wood-supporting Dharma image, rolled up flames and storms, and rushed towards the monster.

I was even more surprised when I watched the monster swing the gold bricks and slapped the pure Yang fire at once.

"It looks like this, why do you look a bit like the witch clan I have seen before?"

I had some guesses in my mind, but I didn't dare to make a conclusion rashly.

Because the witches I've met before are far behind these three men in black robe.

As we started, the spiritual energy on Hushou Peak suddenly became violent, like boiling water in a pot.

Since the opponent was two against one, I retreated step by step almost the moment of the fight.

The Ruomu sword also bent into a very dangerous arc, and I was even worried that the Ruomu sword would break in the next second.

Fortunately, it wasn't really that way.

Huang Bawang and the others finally arrived!

Behind the side cannon was his ruthless stick of water and fire. Behind the black and red sticks at both ends, a huge ghost with red face and black body floated.

The ghost also held a water and fire stick in his hand, which seemed to be an enlarged version of the long stick behind the side cannon.

As a companion, I know that Bianpao has a trick to keep the box in the bottom of the box. It seems that it is this ghost.
Chapter completed!