With a loud noise, Lin Wanhua's flying sword Feihua actually stabbed through the back of Lu Yan's head, bringing out a golden rain of blood behind his head. Immediately afterwards, Lin Wanhua's two sword energy flew away in Lu Yan's head.
Two intersecting sword marks were left on his abdomen, which were so deep that one could even faintly see Lu Huan's internal organs. Blood was flowing continuously, and the scene was very bleak.
"Lin Wanhua, you are so damned..."
Lu Huan retreated continuously, his expression changed dramatically. He could still cope with Lin Xingchu alone. Even if he was not able to handle it, at least he would not be so injured. But suddenly Lin Wanhua came and the situation suddenly changed. A sword on Tian Ling Gao and a sword piercing the back of the head.
, coupled with the two swords on the abdomen, they were all real heavy injuries. Even though Lu Yan had the powerful body of a thirteenth-level demon, he still vomited blood.
After all, Lin Wanhua is not an ordinary Twelve Realm, she is a real Twelve Realm pinnacle sword fairy, perhaps the strongest Twelve Realm in the world. Lin Wanhua's sword can fight against the weak Demon Clan and the Thirteenth Realm Great Master.
Demon, this is no lie, and at Fusu Great Wall, Lin Wanhua was recognized by the Great Wall of Fusu, and her strength is comparable to the peak sword immortal of the thirteenth realm. What kind of level is that? The peak swordsman of the thirteenth realm of the human race, even if it is a demon
Even if the ancestor comes in person, you should be wary.
"Oh shit!"
Fu Changsheng's sleeves were graceful, and his strength completely overwhelmed Zhizhi and Muzhen. But seeing Lu Yan's bleak appearance at this time, this scholar among the demon clan couldn't help but spit out a curse word. He threw out his fists, and the strong
The fist smashed apart the gardenia and the wooden stick respectively. He gently shook his left hand in the wind and said in a deep voice: "Lu Huan, I will protect you. Find an opportunity to leave!"
As he spoke, Fu Sheng's natal treasure, the gleaming green scroll, appeared again. In an instant, Fu Sheng actually tore down the scroll and popped out one of the slips. Suddenly, the slip seemed to have come to life, enveloping it.
The golden light rushed into Lin Xingchu's sword movement, and a "swish" sound was wrapped around Lu Yan's body like a coat. Suddenly, Lin Xingchu and Lin Wanhua's swords among the electric light and flint were chopped on the bamboo slips.
, the piece of paper began to break apart inch by inch!
"Lu Huan, go quickly!"
Fu Sheng roared.
"Thanks!"
Lu Yan's body was winding, and half of his true body had already appeared at this time. Half of his body was a human, and the other half was the body of a sinuous and twisting deep-sea evil dragon. His whole body was splashed with golden blood and was covered with scars, but he was still in Fu Sheng's simplicity.
In the film, step by step, he escapes from the control of Lin Xingchu's sword energy and water transport.
“Deng Deng Deng~~~”
At this moment, a person came galloping over the snow and chased him to the ground below Lu Luan. In his arms, he held a huge crossbow that was completely disproportionate to his size. Looking at Lu Luan in the air, his whole figure looked like
He looked like his hair was exploding, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was aiming at Lu Luan's figure in the sky as he galloped.
"Peng!"
The demon-binding rope suddenly shot out, and the blades and horns rotated rapidly in the air, and the entire huge net was spread in the air. However, it seemed that the prediction was too much, and the large net of the demon-binding rope passed by Lu Huan.
"Um?"
Lu Yan lowered his head suddenly. When he saw Lin Zhao's figure, he immediately remembered a person from a hundred years ago. For a moment, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yan's mouth: "Little beast, you still haven't avenged your revenge for killing Master Bai Lan. How dare you now?"
cause trouble?!"
Lin Zhao didn't look at him at all, turned around and left, returning to the camp to move the second demon-binding rope.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Fu Sheng was once again entangled by the nine demon soul swords. He shook his fists and fought back. He said in a deep voice: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for not caring about you!"
"good!"
Lu Huan was filled with evil energy and struggled to break free from the restraints of Lin Xingchu and Lin Wanhua.
Fu Sheng gritted his teeth, swayed, and punched twice, one for Lin Xingchu and one for Lin Wanhua. In fact, the moment Lin Wanhua appeared, Fu Sheng knew that something was wrong today. Lin Xingchu was okay,
It’s just half of the Fourteenth Realm. The Demon Clan’s Thirteenth Realm can be fought. But once Lin Wanhua appears, he is a genuine peak sword cultivator of the Twelfth Realm. It is very difficult to kill. Fu Sheng doesn’t want to die in this barren land.
On the ground, but he can't leave. Two people come and one person returns. The Demon Ancestor's profound cultivation must be clearly aware of everything that happens on the snowy Tianchi. That Luhuan also has absorbed a lot of luck from the Demon Clan.
In this thirteenth realm, if he left Lu Huan and fled, he would definitely be severely punished if he returned to the ancestral mountain. Perhaps, even the title of the guardian of the ancestral mountain would be taken away. This is a price Fu Sheng cannot afford.
on the ground.
One person came over in a hurry. Lin Zhao seemed to be tireless and came back with the second demon-binding rope. A pair of eyes revealed a strong murderous intent. The opportunity for this battle was great. If he could kill Lu Yan,
Then the souls of Gu Zixi, Zhang Liucheng, and countless human heroes can rest in peace. In this battle, Lin Zhao doesn't want any reward, he just wants to kill Lu Huan!
"Peng!"
The second time he fired the demon-binding rope, this time Lin Zhao calmed down and calibrated it completely before launching the demon-binding rope. Suddenly, the octagonal demon-binding rope spun rapidly in the air. Although Lu Yan twisted his body desperately,
But he was still tightly bound by the demon-binding rope, and his body quickly fell towards the ground.
"aunt!"
Lin Zhao shouted, this was a God-given opportunity to kill Lu Huan.
Lin Xingchu lowered his sword from the sky without hesitation, and countless water droplets suddenly condensed in the wind. These water droplets continued to gather and turned into a sharp sword tip. With a "peng" sound, it pierced Lu Yan's chest and cut until golden blood splashed out. Lu Yan
I don't know how many ribs were broken in an instant. At the same time, Lin Wanhua raised her hand and pointed, and the second natal flying sword turned into a ray of bright light and passed through Lu Huan's eyebrows!
"laugh!"
Lu Huan let out a miserable howl, and the spirit ruins instantly went blank. His inner lake was stirred, and his realm began to fall. He fell directly to the twelfth realm. Then, with the injury, his mood collapsed, and his realm continued to fall, and he suddenly fell to the eleventh realm.
.
Lin Wanhua's second natal flying sword is called Heart Flower, and its magical power can break the enemy's state of mind. This is a very rare magical power. This is one of the reasons why Lin Wanhua can stand at the top of the twelve realms.
"ah!?"
Fu Sheng was shocked. If he fell again, Lu Huan would really have to be a pawn when he returned to Zushan. So, Fu Sheng couldn't care about so much anymore. He dismantled the next slip again, flicked it out, and swept it away.
Lu Yan's body, at the same time, Fu Sheng raised an index finger and swiped it in the wind. The fingertips turned into sharp claws, and forcefully cut open the spiritual net of the demon binding rope. Then, Fu Sheng took out the spirit net from his sleeve.
The carving knife, this carving knife is used to carve words on the slips, but when Fu Sheng flicked his arm, the carving knife turned into a golden sword with a length of three meters, and swept Lin Xingchu and Lin Wanhua away with one sweep.
Ten meters away.
"Why don't you leave quickly?!"
Fu Sheng roared.
"Thank you! Fu Sheng, you are a really good brother. I will definitely treat you to a drink when I return to Zushan!"
Lu Yan staggered up, and even one of his arms was cut off by Lin Wanhua. It turned into an evil dragon's claws and fell to the ground. He rose into the air angrily, turned into a streak of indigo light, and headed north. Before leaving,
He also looked at Lin Zhao fiercely. He hated it so much. Even if Lin Zhao was reincarnated, it would not matter if a human race was in the lower five realms. Next time, he must take off his head and make soup to drink! And Lin Xingchu, Lin Wanhua,
All must die!
Lin Xingchu and Lin Wanhua divided their troops into two groups and attacked Fu Sheng from both sides. In the blink of an eye, Fu Sheng's arms were covered with sword energy scars. Lin Wanhua was a very powerful swordsman, but Lin Xingchu, who was half of the Fourteenth Realm, was not a swordsman.
Although Fu Sheng was a powerful swordsman, he still couldn't withstand the fierce attacks of these two men. More importantly, he broke two bamboo slips of his life in a row, which seriously damaged Fu Sheng's cultivation.
The knife is even more difficult to resist the two opponents. Once the knife is damaged, it may fall into the twelfth realm.
If this is the case, this operation of Yaoshan Zushan can be said to have ended in a disastrous failure.
What's even worse is that the boy has disappeared again!
Damn it, go carry the third demon-binding rope!
Fu Sheng was complaining incessantly. He could no longer hesitate at this moment. If he hesitated any longer, he would be dead. Behind him, two eleven realms, Zhi Zhi and Muzhen, were coming. If he didn't leave, he would really die!
He took a deep breath and cut off his wrist!
"Whoosh!"
The third tablet was sacrificed by Fu Sheng. Instantly, strands of golden text lingered around Fu Sheng. He shouted loudly and stood up. At this moment, no one could block his way of escape, not even Lin Xingchu or Lin Wanhua's sword.
As for the gardenia and wooden bamboo slips, they are even worse. Fu Sheng's natal bamboo slips were originally composed of only ten slips. Now three slips have been lost. It would be unreasonable if he could not escape. After all, those are
The result of Fu Sheng’s hard work for thousands of years!
In an instant, Lin Xingchu's water transport sword was knocked away, Lin Wanhua's sword and two natal flying swords were also knocked away one by one. Gao Zhi's nine demon soul swords were unable to stop them, and Muzhen directly withdrew his fist.
Avoiding its sharp edge, in the next second, Fu Sheng turned into a ray of gray-white light and headed north, heading straight for Zushan. The scene in front of him kept dragging backwards. Fu Sheng frowned as he ran wildly. Lin Xingchu, Lin Wanhua, and Lin Zhao, these three
A person named Lin has brought about today's results. He hates everyone named Lin in the world.
Once Fu Sheng left, the overall situation was decided.
In this battle, Snowy Tianchi wins!
…
When Lin Zhao arrived with the demon-binding rope, he found that Fu Sheng had disappeared without a trace. He frowned and looked at Lin Xingchu, Lin Wanhua, and Zhi Zhi in the air.
Lin Xingchu smiled slightly, feeling that Lin Zhao's methods were endless and surprising.
Lin Wanhua looked at him indifferently. In fact, she felt very funny in her heart. This guy was really interesting. Normal humans in the lower five realms would have run away long ago when they saw the big demon in the thirteenth realm. He was better off.
Carrying the monster-binding rope, shoot big monsters everywhere!
Zhi Zhi's beautiful eyes fell on Lin Zhao, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly, "My master is really wise and powerful, he almost killed Lu Huan!"
…
"aunt."
Lin Zhao clasped his fists in the air and said with a smile, "Thank you, aunt, for your help!"
"a piece of cake."
Lin Xingchu nodded and chuckled.
Lin Zhao's eyes moved to Lin Wanhua, but he did not dare to look at Lin Wanhua's charming eyes. He immediately lowered his head slightly, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Miss Lin from the Great Wall of Fusu..."
Lin Wanhua's red lips parted slightly, and she finally spoke to him, but she didn't know where to start, and she was confused for a moment.
