Zhao Yun arrived and slashed a bloody gully on the old man in python robe with his sword.
It's different when someone is assisting. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to hit with this sword.
However, the old man in the python robe was able to resist, as if he didn't know the pain, ignored the wounds, and overturned Zhao Yun with one palm. Zhao Yun returned instantly, and pierced the rainbow with his sword. The sword body was torn apart by lightning and the piercing power was extremely strong.
ban!
The two talents cooperated and used restraint methods, and they came just right.
The old man in the python robe was imprisoned again, and the hand he stretched out suddenly stagnated, unable to grasp the tip of Long Yuan's sword. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Zhao Yun to avoid it, and the sword broke through his body-protecting essence, but because of the body-protecting essence,
As a result, the blow was deflected, and it was supposed to hit the heart, but it only pierced the shoulder.
ah.!
The old man in python robe was furious and slapped him with his palm.
Zhao Yun reacted quickly enough, instantly drew his sword and flew away, avoiding a palm, flying upside down and dancing with Long Yuan, but in the eyes of the old man in python robe, thunder and lightning struck frequently, but he blocked them one by one.
"Devil Sword Cutting Heaven Technique."
Who said that the old man in python robe was deceived by the devil? When he made a move, he did not forget to call out the name of the secret technique, howling domineeringly, and the power of this sword was indeed terrifying. The black blade was five or six feet long, and it was scary to look at it.
Blushing, at least, the mustached and cross-eyed thief felt a tremor in his heart.
Whoosh!
Zhao Yun was as fast as lightning and could not block the sword, so he had no choice but to hide.
Although he avoided it, he still suffered from the residual force. There was a bloody gouge on his back, and murderous intent invaded his body. There was a demonic light lingering around the wound, which dissolved his essence, making the blood mark extremely difficult to heal.
ban!
The mustache shouted loudly, and the law of confinement was lowered again.
The thief is not bad either. He can't do it head-on. He is still very professional in causing trouble and tries his best to cooperate.
The old man in the python robe was frozen for a moment.
Zhao Yun was able to breathe and swept out a piece of sword energy with his sword.
However, the power was not enough, and it only caused a bunch of sparks on the opponent's body.
In comparison, the attack of the old man in python robe was violent enough. A black five-finger palm print made the bones in his body crackle, and even the blood he spit out contained small fragments of internal organs.
At the same moment, two bloody figures emerged from the body of the old man in python robe.
To be precise, it was two bloody men who attacked the mustachioed and cross-eyed thief respectively. Although the combat power of these two little shrimps was negligible, they were always causing trouble behind, which was really annoying.
"Clone?"
Seeing the bloody man rushing toward him, the thief suddenly felt the urge to urinate.
Mainly because of the bloody man, he looked a little disgusting, he was covered in blood, and he couldn't see his dignity clearly. All he could see was that his eyes were violent and ferocious, and the blood flowing from his mouth was full of scarlet blood.
"That's the Blood Demon Fetus."
The mustache reminded him, as if he had seen such a bloody man before.
Only demons know this method.
Similar to a clone, but more terrifying than a clone. In a certain sense, these things are difficult to kill. As long as the old man in the python robe is immortal, they will be immortal.
"Force me to work hard!"
The thief yelled and opened the forbidden spell again.
The next moment, his cross-eyes were no longer cross-eyes, but returned to normal. His mustache and eyebrows were raised straight at the sight, just say it! That little thing is not simple, otherwise, he would not have found this.
Whoosh!
When he looked, a bloody man had already been killed not far away, and he opened his mouth and vomited blood.
The Blood Demon Fetus is indeed scary, but its combat power is far behind that of the old man in python robe.
"If I can't defeat me, how can I defeat you?"
The mustache shouted loudly, and took out the iron sword that he had put away earlier. He bit his finger and wiped a wisp of blood on the sword body. The black sword suddenly bloomed with light, specializing in defeating the evil spirits of the demon family. Don't say,
The power was really overwhelming. The bloody man he had just killed was knocked over by his sword. Before he could calm down, this guy came to kill him again. He didn't have any plan and just slashed with his sword.
"Scream, I'll let you shout again."
On the other side, the cross-eyed thief also showed his prowess.
His movement skills are strange, and he does not fight head-on. He carries his slender golden sword and jumps all over the underground palace. Seeing the opportunity, he stabs the bloody man randomly, and blood overflows from each bloody hole, like a horoscope.
As Hu said, bloody people don't know pain and are extremely difficult to kill. The bloody wounds heal very quickly, which is also due to this deity. However, in terms of recovery power, the old man in the python robe is better.
Boom! Bang!
The underground palace became even more lively, with rubble flying everywhere.
It used to be three against one, but now it's three against three, two fighting against the devil and the blood fetus, and one fighting against the main body, and the battle situation should be equal. The mustache has the upper hand, and the blood and bones of the bloody people are flying all the way, and the thief is
Then he ran all over the underground palace, not daring to fight hard, and fought with the bloody man on a par.
As for Zhao Yun, it was a bit miserable.
They are all in a demonized state, and he is suppressed in all directions, making it difficult to resist the demon's attack.
Although he was pressed and beaten, his expression was calm and his eyes were unruffled. The big devil was strong, but he was not without a shield. It was true that the blood pool could increase his fighting power, but there was a criticism that it needed to be completely integrated.
In order to truly control it, the old man in the python robe obviously did not belong to this category. Before it was completely refined, he used his true energy indiscriminately. Not only was his mind deceived, but he was gradually being counterattacked by the magic power.
Woohoo.!
The old man in the python robe came again, his cruel smile tinged with pain.
As Zhao Yun said, he has indeed suffered a backlash. The evil spirit has become unstable, sometimes violent, sometimes sluggish. The terrible magic power hidden in the blood has invaded his limbs, bones, internal organs, special meridians and eight meridians. Even his foundation is also there.
Erosion, that is to say, even if he wins, even if he withdraws from demonization, he will never make any progress in his cultivation throughout his life.
If you don't do well, you will become a useless person.
Great power comes at a price.
Zhao Yun knew this very well. Once the demonic transformation faded away, it was as if it was useless.
That can be considered a kind of backlash, and it will lead to an extremely weak state for a long time.
The old man in python robe swung the magic knife and swept out.
Zhao Yun remained silent and escaped to the ground, thus avoiding the fatal blow.
Before the old man in the python robe forced him out, he came out on his own. In an instant, he stepped forward, opened his mouth and let out a roar of a dragon and a tiger, which resonated with the martial spirit. The roar of the dragon also contained the rumble of thunder.
Well.!
The old man in the python robe growled and groaned, then stepped back.
Zhao Yun caught up with him in one step, grabbed one of the opponent's arms, and started to swing him.
Then, there was a bang, and the ground was as hard as rock, and the crushed stones flew away. He was as violent as a demon, and he sprayed a mouthful of old blood. The secret technique of throwing people is useful everywhere, and the head of the Zhao family has already obtained it.
The essence, along the way, there must be a dozen people who were killed by him.
ah!
The old man in python robe roared angrily, and the demonic evil spirit surged, trying to shake Zhao Yun away.
Roar!
This dragon roar came from against the wind, and the evil spirits that had just emerged were dispersed by its roar. The head of the demon in the Ksitigarbha Realm was buzzing for a moment, and this moment was enough for Zhao Yun to do many things, such as
, and threw it again. In fact, he had already done so, and this time he swung it higher than the first time. The real energy surged, the waist and horse merged into one, and a huge human-shaped pit was created.
Boom! Roar! Boom!
After this fall, the scene was very bloody.
Zhao Yun went crazy and grabbed the demon's arm, and threw him again and again. Every time he fell, there was a roar of dragons and tigers, which made the demon's head buzz. The old man in python robe was also thrown in severe pain in his five internal organs, and his mouth was full of blood.
Each mouthful sprayed higher and higher. Looking at the ground, it was a large pit shaped like a man, each one more upright than the other. Every piece of broken stone was stained with the blood of the demon.
"Can you still fight like this?"
The mustache swallowed hard.
At this moment, even the bloody man who was chasing him subconsciously glanced back. He was in severe pain, and he was not feeling well. There were a few moments when he was about to explode.
"It hurts to look at it."
The cross-eyed thief's heart was pounding.
Zhao Yun is so brave, he would have been reduced to a piece of shit long ago.
ah.!
The old man in python robe roared and used violent magic power to forcibly knock Zhao Yun over.
Zhao Yun, however, was like a dog-skin plaster, and he immediately stuck himself back, using a set of holy fighting techniques. The moves were all weird, but they were also extremely powerful. His hands, feet, and knees all became a fierce weapon, forcibly
It penetrated the demon's body-protecting True Essence Armor, and a true blow was more powerful than a single blow.
And his momentum is the real
of tyranny.
Whenever the holy method of fighting is used, the blood all over his body burns like fire, and every pore on his body is swallowing the essence of true energy, blessing the flesh and engraved into the body, as if he is no longer a person, but a ball of flames.
A ball of flames torn apart by thunder and lightning, my fighting spirit is invincible to me.
This is the essence of holy law.
Either don't fight, or fight all the way to death.
ah!
The devil could only scream. He had already suffered from the backlash of the magic power, and now he didn't even have a chance to breathe. His eyes were filled with fists, and they were bombarded indiscriminately. He was so stunned that he couldn't stand still even after being hit all the way.
The thief stopped.
The mustache stopped.
The two bloody men also stopped.
In a three-on-three battle, the four of them now seem to be spectators. Is that the True Spirit Realm? Is that the Ksitigarbha Realm? Is the True Spirit Realm attacking that Ksitigarbha Realm? After practicing martial arts for so many years, this is still the first time.
Seeing such a tyrannical close-quarters fight, even the Ksitigarbha realm was unable to fight back. It is true that the demon is not in good condition, but it is not so unbearable!
"He is too strong."
Regardless of the mustache, such a judgment was given.
The person he refers to refers to Zhao Yun. From the beginning to the end, his expression has not changed. In his opinion, only those with extremely determined minds can have such an appearance. They must have experienced strong winds and waves, and even faced a demonized figure.
Even in the Ksitigarbha realm, they didn’t show the slightest hint of timidity.
puff!
puff!
As they watched, the two bloody figures knelt down.
I was hit by the hammer and suffered backlash, and they were also affected, turning into a pool of blood on the spot.
puff!
After that, Zhao Yun was knocked over again.
The old man in the python robe has disheveled hair. Perhaps he was beaten too hard, or maybe he was thrown too painfully. His body has become twisted and he has lost his human form. He still had a trace of mind before, but now he has become a complete madman. Even his body-protecting essence is gone.
It collapsed suddenly, and the violent demons began to howl loudly. It was unclear whether they were from the old man in python robes or from the evil spirits in hell, which made people's hair stand on end.
"Take advantage of his illness." The mustache snorted coldly.
"Take his life." The thief added the rest of the sentence.
The two men moved together, both carrying killing swords, like a divine rainbow or a startling light. One pierced the devil's chest to his back; the other's sword pierced from the devil's back to his chest.
kill!
The old man in the python robe still retained his power, causing the two of them to vomit blood and fly around.
They knelt down, and Zhao Yun came over like a sandbag. The old man in the python robe who had not yet regained his balance was knocked to the ground and fell to the sky. When he tried to get up, he was hit back by Zhao Yun with a palm.
This True Spirit Realm is riding on the Ksitigarbha Realm, with one hand holding the collar and the other hand clenching a bloody fist. Between the palms and fingers, there is a black and yellow air overflowing, blessing the power, and punching one punch after another.