"The magic of summoning spirits... invited by the evil cultivator!"
"Save senior brother!"
All the disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect were injured. Looking at the tall figure over there, they wanted to rush to snatch their senior brother back. What greeted them was the majestic face under the purple gold crown with three-pronged hair, turning slightly to the side.
Lu Bu squinted his eyes slightly and scanned them lightly.
"roll."
An invisible pressure instantly enveloped Fei Xuanze and the two Sword Sect disciples who took two steps forward, their expressions changed wildly, and they immediately stopped. The glances they had just glanced at seemed to contain countless corpses and ghosts.
Screaming at them.
"Which god and ghost did the evil cultivator invite..." Fei Xuanze stumbled back, looking at the majestic figure, a drop of sweat crossed his forehead and dripped down his cheek.
On the ground in the middle of the cave, Qin Shouyan was covering the wound on his shoulder, his face turning green and white, and he looked at the ghost wearing a beast-faced head armor with two feathers and tails swaying slightly in the air.
"No matter where you invited me from, you must know that I am a disciple of Canglan Sword Sect!"
Opening his clenched teeth, he roared "Ah--". Qin Shouyan stretched out his other hand, took the magic sword that had fallen on the ground into his hand, stood up, kicked hard, and rushed out with the sword belt.
Looking at him, he pushed the magic sword, and the tip of the sword pushed away the air, forming an umbrella-shaped halo. It seemed to have the power to crush everything.
Facing them, the painted halberd leaned forward and made contact with the flying magic sword.
Dang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed, and the branch of the painted halberd caught the sword. Lu Bu snorted softly, "Nothing."
With a twist of his wrist, he twisted the crescent twig and raised the magic sword. The hilt of the sword was wrapped with great force and flew out of Qin Shouyan's hand, falling to the ground with a clang.
The latter was knocked back and stumbled back. Looking at the magic sword falling to the ground, his hands trembled slightly at that blow.
When he was at the mountain gate, had he ever suffered such humiliation? Wherever he went, he was not addressed as "senior brother" by the junior brothers and sisters below him?
"No matter what kind of ghost... offends my Canglan Sword Sect..."
Qin Shouyan was in a state of embarrassment, half of his clothes were covered in blood holes on his shoulders. He was panting and looking at the indifferent expression of the god and ghost. He wanted to say something, but his body suddenly rose up.
Lu Bu raised his face slightly, with a smile on his lips.
The air was twisted, and a huge object was hidden in it. Qin Shouyan was being lifted up in the air. He twisted his body and kicked his feet in panic. He could feel that his mana was being sucked away by something, and he flapped in fear.
There were invisible objects on his chest and neck, shouting at the junior brothers and sisters over there.
"Come and help me—"
"Senior Brother Feihe!"
After all, Qin Shouyan was his senior brother. How could Zhu Jingshu not save him? When several people sacrificed their magic swords, there was a loud buzzing sound, and a long sword tore open a wave of air and nailed it diagonally in front of several people. It was a blast.
There was a loud noise, and the broken rocks hit them, causing unbearable pain. They all retreated, and some flew to the mountain wall to create holes.
Lu Bu glanced over, and his eyes fell on Qin Shouyan, who was floating in the air. The next moment, the man's skin and flesh gradually dried up as he screamed in panic, and drops of blood squeezed out of his pores. They floated up densely, as if he had been eaten, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
not see.
"help me……"
The voice of Qin Shouyan, who was caught in the air, became weaker and weaker. He looked at the ghost below and smiled, with a look of despair in his eyes until his limbs stopped moving and his body quickly shriveled up, like a rag doll.
The well-fitting robes were thrown to the ground together.
"It seems that you are full. Then a certain family is not victorious!"
Lu Bu moved forward and moved forward. Amidst the sound of armor leaves scraping, Yingwu's face showed a hint of excitement. The moment he raised his arm, the Fang Tian Huaji halberd stuck in the ground in the distance was pulled out and flew back into his hand.
The moment the word ‘武’ fell.
The ground he stepped on exploded with a bang, and countless gravels rose up, and Zhang Fei's wooden sculpture danced in panic in the air. In an instant, the painted halberd swept across, and countless stones crackled into the air.
When the ash stained a huge outline, Lu Bu jumped up and smiled. His disdainful expression turned into an unprecedented seriousness at this moment, and his eyes filled with murderous intent, sweeping away like an overwhelming force.
when--
The painting halberd whipped out a semicircle and smashed down, causing a circle of air waves to shake out of the air. The invisible thing in the air seemed to feel the pain, and a low hoarse roar spread from all directions in the cave.
"Hahaha……"
Hearing this weird low roar, Lu Bu laughed wildly, pressing the long handle of his painted halberd, and his laughter suddenly turned into a roar: "The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, come down to someone!"
The majestic body fell down with the halberd pole, dragging the object in the air with it and crashed to the ground. With the intuition of a warrior, Lu Bu raised his foot and collided with the object in the air. With the help of the opponent's huge strength Flying back, widening the distance, the crescent twigs also blew out sparks in the air as they flew back.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Lu Bu slashed away the air with his backhand halberd, kicked off his feet again, and flew into the air to kill him.
"die!"
Fang Tian drew his halberd and slashed down angrily.
The painted halberd drew a circle of golden light from top to bottom. The roars of countless ghosts filled the air and turned into a huge roar. The air on the opposite side suddenly stagnated.
Then, there was a loud bang.
The fearful air wave blew in all directions in a circle, causing the cave to shake instantly, and cracks spread out. The crazy old man on the ground was blown so hard that he remained seated against the mountain wall; Zhu Jingshu, two fellow juniors, and Taoist priests Feihe hurriedly used his magic to resist, but was also rolled to the ground by the impact of the air wave and slid two feet away. The fat Taoist also woke up at this time and rolled on the ground with the cry of "Hey, hey, hey..." Like a rubber ball.
After a while, the air waves subsided.
In the stunned sight of everyone who had come back to their senses, steam was rising in front of them, filling up and down the figure wearing a purple gold crown with a three-pronged hair. The god and ghost's arms were pressing the painted halberd, pressing firmly on the invisible object in the air.
In the silence, there was a slight sound of dripping liquid.
A drop of green water slid along the tip of the halberd, and then fell to the ground where spider webs were cracked. The next moment, in everyone's eyes, something gradually appeared in the air.
Hiss~~
Everyone took a breath, it was a strange and angry emotion that they had never seen before.
In the fading air, what was revealed was an irregular spherical object, with more than a dozen long black beards as thick as eaves pillars still twisting on the ground, and densely packed children's heads and faces clustered together as if they were still alive, blinking. , opening and closing his little mouth and letting out a cry like a baby, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
Suddenly, in the surrounding cave, black shadows became violent with the cries of countless babies, as if they could break out of the corner of the peripheral vision.
"Quack—"
The cloak suddenly lifted up and floated to one side, the long golden crown swayed slightly, the mighty figure let out a heroic laugh, the halberd was inserted into the monster's body and stirred, the arms were bulging, and he lifted the giant with one hand. The object was lifted.
Humph...hahaha!
In the only dim light in the cave, there was a dull wind blowing, creating a frightening sense of oppression.
boom!
The moment the golden light gathered, along with the roars of black shadows on the mountain wall, the giant thing stuck on the halberd exploded, countless wreckage, and green blood splashed crazily.
Over there, Zhu Jingshu, Fei He, and Fei Xuan were sitting on the ground, looking in horror at the terrifying figure among the debris falling all over the sky and laughing wildly.
"Hahaha...haha——"
"O world, Lu Bu is back!"
For a moment, they couldn't tell who was the real demon.