The demon-like totem on the back of the wood suddenly opened its eyes, as if it came to life, as if it had heard some kind of call.
The demon-like tattoo actually started to move on his back, as if the god and demon would leave his back the next moment and fly out.
With the appearance of that tattoo, the holy light shining on the wood no longer has any suppressive power.
Because at this time, Mu Mu's body was shrouded in a layer of light red mist, just like a cover, isolating the holy light of the seraph from the outside.
Mu Mu also stood up slowly, raising his head and looking coldly at the birdman in the sky.
At this time, his eyes were red, he was holding the black knife in his hand, and his body was filled with murderous aura. He looked like a real god of murder.
At this time, the murderous god moved, holding a long black knife in both hands, leaping high, and then slashed at the seraph floating in the air.
As the sword was swung, a black and sharp sword energy came out, directly splitting the white holy light emitting from the hand of the seraph, and then came to him.
That person didn't expect the wood to be able to evade the suppression of his holy light so easily, and then swing out the knife so easily.
Therefore, the current Seraphim seemed a little dazed. He didn't react until the sharp sword energy reached his eyes. He let out a exclamation and turned sideways to avoid it.
But unfortunately it was too late, because the wooden blade was already too close to him.
Whoosh!
With a soft sound, the black sword energy finally fell down and struck the ground in the air, leaving a deep mark.
At the same time, two white wings also fell to the ground, accompanied by dripping red blood.
These are the wings of the seraph.
Although he dodged the blow to the head and was not injured, Mu Mu's blow was too fast and it was impossible to avoid it all, so two wings were cut off by the black sword energy.
The seraphim in the air groaned, and his body swayed twice in the air, a little precarious. His already pale face now looked even more bloodless.
Two wings were cut off by a wooden knife. Although the Seraphim was a very powerful being, this kind of trauma was also extremely severe for him.
At this time, the wood was full of murderous intent, and did not stop at all. It fell down and jumped up again, and still slashed directly towards the birdman's head with the knife.
"stop!"
Seeing that the wood was about to attack again, another seraph let out a roar, flew up, and rushed towards the wood.
The remaining two men in black held silver crosses in their hands, kept saying something in their mouths, and then pointed the crosses at the wood in the air.
White light flashes on the cross, and the next moment those white lights will shoot towards the wood.
But at this moment, two people rushed over, and a huge ax struck a man in black on the head.
On the other side, a ghost-slaying sword stabbed the chest of a man in black.
The two men in black no longer dared to deal with the wood. They let out an exclamation and retreated back.
At this time, the seraphim who rushed over had already arrived behind the wood. A white light flashed in his hand, and turned into a long white sword, which stabbed into the wood's back.
Feeling the killing intent behind him, Mu Mu frowned and could only turn around, then slashed at the white sword that was thrust towards him.
Another seraph whose wings were chopped off by wood finally escaped and quickly fell to the ground.
boom!
The wood struck the seraph's white light sword with a loud sound, and the long sword composed of holy light was directly smashed by him, turning into little white lights and dissipating in the air.
The seraph fell to the ground in a somewhat embarrassed state, and took a few steps back while standing unsteadily.
Obviously, Mu Mu is a little stronger than him.
At this time, the wood also fell down. He was holding the black knife in his hand, and his body was filled with murderous aura.
"Wait, wait, who are you?"
At this time, a man in black who was forced back by Duanmuqing and Lao Dao quickly shouted.
They all saw the fight just now, and the four of them were no match for them, so he was speaking out now to find out the identities of the veterans.
"Hmph, you Taoist Master and I are a righteous person who is a chivalrous and righteous person. You guys are following the generals and ministers. Of course you are evil heretics. Since you are evil heretics, Taoist Master will accept you!"
As the old Taoist said this, he took a step forward and shook the ghost-slaying sword in his hand, his face full of righteousness.
After hearing his words, the two men in black were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Then the man in black who spoke just now took the initiative to put the cross back into his pocket and said: "You have misunderstood, we are members of the Holy See, and those two adults are the Seraphim of the Holy See. We are here today for
Except for the generals, we should all be considered as friends."
After hearing his words, everyone on the court was stunned, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.
"Are you telling the truth?" Finally, the old man broke the silence and asked.
"Oh, I can swear in the name of God that we are really members of the Holy See. The general has been an enemy of our Holy See in the West for so many years, so we cannot be his companions." The man in black continued.
After hearing his words, the old Taoist smacked his lips. That guy General is the ancestor of vampires and werewolves in the West. The old Taoist knew this.
The Holy See in the West and those vampire werewolves are simply incompatible with each other, so this guy shouldn't be lying.
Besides, there are those two bird-men with wings here. They turn out to be angels from the west. No wonder they looked familiar just now.
"So that's what happened. It was really a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
The old man who heard this said haha.
At the same time, he winked at Duanmu Qing and Mu Mu, indicating that there was no problem.
The next moment, the red robe on the old Taoist body faded away, and the ghost-killing sword in his hand was taken back.
Duanmuqing waved his hand, and the huge Xingtian ax suddenly disappeared in his hand.
Only Mu Mu did not stop, but kept holding the handle of the knife tightly, staring at the two seraphs, the murderous aura in his body not diminishing at all.
"It turns out they are friends from the West. This time there was a misunderstanding. Since we are all here to deal with the generals, they are friends."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the seraph whose wings were cut off by the wood, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Brother, I'm sorry, does it hurt?"
