Anyway, it was impossible for this monster to ignore the nearby aura, and several people must have been exposed. However, there was no hiding place around Luwu, so he did not choose to hide or escape. In this case, Qi Huan shouted directly.
.
Those blatant limbs swayed slowly, and Luwu turned around, as if he didn't take them seriously.
"You got it."
His tone had an expected meaning, which made them slightly dissatisfied. Lian Wu's voice seemed a little distant in the slight trembling of the sea, and a few people could barely hear it. When they took a few steps forward
, Luwu then retreated, neither running nor fighting, so he could only hear the voice of shouting.
"If you mean the Demonic Pestle, then yes."
Qi Huan also deliberately took out the Demon-Conquering Pestle, raising it provocatively and shaking it. Liuwu looked indifferent, but took out something and shook it left and right in the air. Against the backdrop of the late night sea, there was a faint glow.
Something light was shaking in the air. But the position of the light was slightly higher than his blue-gray hand. It seemed to be fixed on something.
Bai Ya raised his hand and touched the handle of the knife behind him. Qi Huan first held his arm and said softly:
"Be careful it's fake."
"It's true." Lord Shuangyue only took one look and was so sure, "The eyes of six impermanent things will never admit mistakes." Liu Shenghan also nodded.
No wonder he recognized Shura's demon-subduing pestle at a glance as an imitation.
"Go and get it back."
Before they could react, Bai Ya suddenly rushed out without any warning. His physical strength recovered quickly, and even Lord Shuangyue looked at him sideways. Liu Shenghan still had an ax wound on his shoulder, although it was just a skin injury.
It hurt a lot. Previously, she was immersed in the battle enough to make her ignore this detail, but it was different now. There were also tears in her clothes, and the cold wind from the way was like a fine needle pricking into her.
Qi Huan wanted to chase after him, but turned back and glanced at Liu Shenghan. Lord Shuangyue still showed no help at all. Qi Huan was a little angry, but he had no position to blame.
"If you don't help me, just take care of her."
"It's okay." Liu Shenghan smiled and said, "I applied medicine. This injury will be healed soon."
"It's better to say that it hasn't healed yet, but it's not normal."
Lord Shuangyue always acted like he had nothing to do with himself, and Qi Huan was almost used to it. Although his words still didn't sound good this time, he was too lazy to argue with him. Before Qi Huan joined the battle, the sound of the friction of swords was heard.
The sound in his ears was rapid, crisp, and endless. He raised his eyes and saw sparks flying between the shadow of the sword and the light of the sword. Qi Huan even felt that he had no way to intervene.
However, he saw it clearly. The blue amber was fixed on the sword of Lianwu - it was the sword he had used before, and this was absolutely correct. The only difference was that the inlaid at the junction of the hilt and the sword was
It was very large, almost equal to the width of the sword hilt, which gave Qi Huan a bad association, such as... King Shura had an empty middle and an abdomen connected by thin skin on both sides.
Every time this sword collides with Bai Ya's scimitar, the sword's blade will flash a trace of blue light and then disappear. When it comes into contact with something again, it will light up again, showing a poignant and terrifying look.
Qi Huan felt that he should not join this battle. Because he noticed that when the blue light of the sword flashed, invisible threads around Lu Wu were illuminated and then disappeared. He almost forgot that this was a spider who could carefully weave spider webs.
What about monsters? If they get too close, they might get into trouble. As for Bai Ya, he should be aware of it, and use all his strength with every knife to cut off the spider threads that are hindering him. But this is a very consuming method.
His fighting style makes it impossible for people to allocate their strength reasonably, and they have to attack with all their strength. Maybe this plays into Liwu's plan.
"Give the stuff back!"
"You want it?" Luowu smiled sinisterly, "Come and get it yourself. If you can get it, you have the ability."
Bai Ya had never fought with him in close combat before. He didn't know whether it was because Li Wu was so strong, or because he was affected by the Poseidon's magic weapon. The longer he indulged in this hand-to-hand combat, the more he felt that his eyes were in a trance. The light blue
The shadow of the sword kept flashing in front of his eyes, gradually dragging out a long trail. He felt slightly dizzy, and there were signs of getting worse. Bai Ya was not that sleepy originally, but for some reason, he felt that his concentration was completely
He couldn't concentrate, just like the symptoms he had when he didn't sleep for four days and three nights. It shouldn't be the case now. Even if he fought with the group of Rakshasa for so long in the afternoon, it shouldn't make him so tired. What's more, this kind of fatigue suddenly invaded invisibly.
Yes, he couldn't tell which pose he felt uncomfortable in before.
Qi Huan was busy cutting off the spider silk with his pitifully small hidden sword, looking up at them not far away from time to time. This time, he clearly saw the problem. Compared with before, Bai Ya's movements were slower, too slow.
Duo——Qi Huan's eyes could catch up with his movements.
"Careful, right!"
Bai Ya suddenly felt like he was waking up from a dream, and his heartbeat was not normal. He put the black blade of his left hand against the right side with his backhand, and almost failed to block it. Luowu suddenly pressed the sword, and the blade slid up with the back of the blade as the fulcrum, rubbing
Bai Ya's face was broken. An inch and a half cut was made on Bai Ya's right cheek, and blood slowly oozed out. In the night, the blood seemed black.
A pen flew from a distance and was cut off by a sword. Luowu didn't even look at it, he just raised the sword, causing the brush that had passed through the heavy spider silk to die on its own. It was broken into two identical, lengthwise parts.
It fell to the ground, rolled slowly down the hillside, and landed at Liu Shenghan's feet.
"..."
Lu Wu didn't speak, and his eyes never left Bai Ya. Now, his eyes were locked on the scar on his face, as if it was a symbol of honor.
"Shuangyue Lord, give us some face." Qi Huan's hand when sawing the wire went numb, "Can you give this bastard a knife? This guy has done us a lot of harm!"
"Shuangyue Lord..." Save the book
Luowu finally turned his head around, but his body remained steady, still facing Bai Ya, ready to resist his attack at any time. His eyes briefly stayed on Lord Shuangyue for a while, and he looked at the Demon-Sealing Blade a few more times.
Eyes, he said lazily:
"It seems that Wu Kingdom will no longer exist... They want to take back the Demon-Sealing Blade, are they really overestimating their capabilities?"
Lord Shuangyue did not speak. Liu Shenghan looked at him and said, "You guessed the intention of Lord Wu and wanted to give her the blue amber first in order to get an official position. But you failed."
"Hahaha……"
Lu Wugan laughed a few times, shook his head, and used his free hand to lift the broken hair in front of his eyes. He glanced at Bai Ya, who looked like he had drunk too much or was not awake - although it was not obvious.
But at this moment, it was difficult for him to even see Li Wu's position. Everything in his eyes had double images, and the symptoms were getting worse. Liu Shenghan also saw the clues. At this moment, Bai Ya could no longer cause any damage to Li Wu.
A substantial threat, so he said with confidence:
"If I were really as short-sighted as you say, I would have been able to sit back and relax with my friends in the temple of Mahāluoka. Or, with your brains and vision, you can only think of this extent?"
"You he……"
Qi Huan really wanted to curse. He finally understood why Bai Ya never stopped swearing from the moment he saw him. He never believed that he was more mean-mouthed than this spider demon, but he had already felt that swearing was really a curse.
A way to perfectly express his emotions and express his intentions to the extreme. However, the remaining upbringing still restrained him to a certain extent.
Even though the other side is not human.
"I heard that your demon-sealing blade... can split mountains and seas, and kill people in a matter of seconds. I wonder if you can give me a favor so that an ignorant person like me can see the world?"
Lord Shuangyue raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he didn't say anything and his face didn't change much, he still showed a mocking aura. This kind of mockery could even be felt by Liu Shenghan and Qi Huan beside him.
Just you?
Lian Wu is not stupid, but he doesn't care.
"It's such a pity. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see you again."
"What are you threatening?"
Mr. Shuoyue's answer was surprising, especially for Luowu. His reaction didn't seem to be confused, but a kind of surprise as if he was right. At first glance, it sounded like the two of them would no longer have the chance to meet, and they were going to the dark place.
I think one of them will not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
As soon as Lu Wu raised his hand, they heard a slight whistling, like a very faint trembling of the strings heard very far away. Without thinking too much, he must have created an invisible row in front of them.
A wall made of spider silk. This kind of wall has similarities and differences with the one weaved by Qi Huan and Liu Shenghan. But the worst thing is, Bai Ya is on the other side.
Lord Shuangyue suddenly put his hand on the scabbard of the Demon-Sealing Blade. It could be seen that he was probably ready to take action.
"You want this... right?"
Lu Wu raised his sword and waved it. In Bai Ya's eyes, it dragged out several wide light marks back and forth. His injured area did not feel hot, which was a bit unusual. He only felt a strange coldness.
The sea breeze blew by, making it even colder. Bai Ya put two knives together in one hand, stretched out his free hand, and wiped one on his cheek.
He saw the glowing blue color, like glowing algae on the distant sea surface, falling on his fingertips.
What is it? Poison? Fucking...
"I really have no use for it... at least I can use it to guide you. Can you thank me properly?"
What nonsense is Luwu talking about? No one can understand, and Lord Shuangyue is also confused. At this moment, he suddenly slowly walks towards the sea. Here is a cliff, and the solid and rugged surface is constantly being gently touched by the waves.
Beat. Maybe something happened and the mountains here were chipped away. But looking at the turbulent sea, it still looks very deep, not like there is landfill. Unless the sea here is really deep - or
There is another reason, no one knows.
Bai Ya took steps to catch up, but the others were still behind him. He rushed to Li Wu, thinking that if he wanted to jump down and run away, he would immediately pull him back. He had convenient spider silk and eight flexible spider threads.
The limbs can easily move in places that they cannot reach. If he is allowed to turn over, it will not be so easy to recapture the blue amber.
Even though his current condition is not good, very bad.
Without any warning, Luowu threw the sword in his hand into the sea.
At that moment, Bai Ya didn't hesitate. The two knives quickly slid into the waist buckle, with such precision that it was like an instinct engraved in his bones. The sound of retracting the knives drowned out someone's sneer. Then, he stretched out his hand and stepped forward,
Crossed the last limit of the cliff.
The sword embedded with amber was spinning, forming a light blue and transparent circle in his eyes, and continued to fall. The increasingly clear sound of the waves replaced the unreachable screams of his friends. His body seemed to be different.
The feeling of weightlessness disappeared, and his senses were no longer sharp. Only the coldness of the wind tearing through the scars clearly reminded him that this was not a dream. The sea foam looked pale and lovely under the starlight, and the turbulent algae fluoresced like dead stars.
, being carried and swayed. But there was only one thing in his eyes from beginning to end.
