Yin Xiuxuan was in the black mist and could not clearly feel what was coming outside. On the contrary, the blood-robed Taoist's face was filled with joy. Coupled with the pain on his hand, the smile on his face became even more ferocious.
Seeing this situation, Yin Xiuxuan secretly shouted bad, swung his flying sword horizontally, waved his hand, and turned into a sword light and flew towards the blood-robed Taoist.
Although the blood-robed Taoist was arrogant, he also paid attention to the changes on Yin Xiuxuan's side. When he saw the flying sword approaching, he quickly used the poisonous blood wolf thorn, but he was able to block it.
"Shock!" Yin Xiuxuan shouted softly, and a shadow appeared above the sword light, which violently knocked back the Sirius thorn, and shot towards the blood robe unstoppably.
The blood-robed Taoist had been frightened by Yin Xiuxuan before. Although he felt resentful this time, he had lost most of his courage. Seeing that the Sirius Thorn was freed, he could not help but hurriedly retreat. He just used the Sirius Thorn and released a few streaks of black mist.
The wind wants to hold up the flying sword.
Yin Xiuxuan was unyielding when he was in power, so he thought of taking this opportunity to kill this demonic cultivator here. No matter how many demonic cultivators there were outside, after all, it would be better to cut off one finger than to cut off ten fingers and kill one person first.
The black mist surrounded, Yin Xiuxuan used the Zhenzi Jue again to disperse it. When the Heavenly Wolf Thorns came up again, he used the Cutting Jue in the air, and tilted the Heavenly Wolf Thorns away by more than ten feet.
He stabbed the bloody-robed Taoist with all his strength.
Although the blood-robed Taoist was embarrassed, he was not lacking in skills. He waved his hand and threw three black balls in a row, and then he came towards the Jade Sword like a horn.
Although the flying speed of the three black gases was not very fast, they formed a faint formation and blocked the way for the Jade Sword to assassinate the blood-robed Taoist. No matter how you dodge, you have to pass through the attack of at least one black ball.
When Yin Xiuxuan saw this, he was anxious but extremely calm. He waved his hands and produced ten talismans. He also released a compass from above his head, which cast a ray of one-yuan brilliance. It was undoubtedly the one-yuan formation.
Ten talismans fell into the compass and turned into ice spears one after another. Then a flash of light flashed, and a thick ice spear about one foot long appeared. The cold light projected from the tip of the spear and the sharp edges and corners were all...
It shows the sharpness of the ice gun.
"Go!" Yin Xiuxuan waved his hand and released the ice gun. After the ice gun left the range of the one-yuan array, it suddenly expanded to two feet in length again. The cold light was even more severe, and it headed straight towards the blood-robed Taoist.
Prick away.
Taoist Xuehe thought that even if he could not kill, his life could still be saved, but he did not expect that such a formation would appear in an instant. Then a bell rang in his head, and he suddenly remembered Yin Xiuxuan's origin.
"Yi Yunzong, talismans, formations, Yi Yunzong!" The blood-robed Taoist panicked and threw out streaks of black mist, trying to block the ice spear.
However, if the Yi Yun Sect's formations and talismans were so easy to deal with, they would not be able to dominate Yunmeng for so many years. Wherever the ice spear passed, whether it was dirty blood, black mist or fishy wind, they were crushed and retreated, and even more
Then he suppressed the three black balls that resisted the flying sword, and heard three crackling sounds. The black balls shattered one after another, and something like sludge flowed out and sprinkled on the ice gun. Suddenly, white mist rose on the ice gun, but
Most of it melted away in one breath.
Seeing that the black ball was indeed effective, the smile on the blood-robed Taoist's face suddenly turned cold. A white sword light penetrated through the white mist and came straight towards his eyebrows. It was the jade sword.
Undoubtedly the sword.
The light of the Jade Sword whirled and stabbed towards the Xue-robed Taoist. Seeing that the flying sword was about to kill him, the Xue-robed Taoist could not help but close his eyes and wait for death.
"Qiang!" came a sound, but the blood-robed Taoist opened his eyes, only to see a blood-red flying knife appearing in front of him, and the flying sword before the flying knife was the flying sword that wanted to take his name.
"Trash, if you don't come back quickly, you will die!" The man who had been silent for a long time finally spoke. It was obvious that he was the one who shot the flying knife.
When the blood-robed Taoist heard this, he rolled and crawled back dozens of steps, but there was a harsh sound of gold and iron being struck. The Jade Sword was pushed away by the blood-colored flying knife, but there was a scratch on the blade of the flying knife.
mark.
"Good boy, you have such strength, I underestimated you!" The hoarse voice shouted softly, and then the blood-colored flying knife turned into a blood-colored light and shadow and shot towards the YuPu Sword, as if it was about to compete with the YuPu Sword.
Next, the blood-robed Taoist didn't know what he heard and hurriedly ran outside.
"Don't leave!" Yin Xiuxuan shouted softly. He finally got someone to come forward. How could he let him leave? The flying sword turned to intercept the blood-robed Taoist.
But the blood-colored flying knife took a detour and barely blocked the Jade Sword.
"Boy, if you want to play, I will play with you. Whether you can save your life depends on your cultivation and methods." As he said, a figure appeared, with long hair stained with blood.
An old man with red beard and hair and fierce eyes appeared.
Seeing another demon cultivator appear, Yin Xiuxuan did not dare to be careless. He took back the Jade Sword, took it in his hand, protected himself, and said: "Mo Dao, you finally came out, but if you weren't here, the previous one would have been killed by me long ago.
, are you coming out now to die?"
After listening to Yin Xiuxuan's words, the blood-haired old man's face did not change at all, he nodded slightly and said: "Good boy, his cultivation level is not high, but his swordsmanship is good, and with the Yi Yun Sect's formations and talismans, he can be regarded as a master.
You are a master, but if you fall into my hands today, it will not be easy for you. I will show mercy today and let you have a whole body and be buried with your classmates, how about it?"
"Fellow disciple? What do you mean? Do you think you can keep all of us? Don't have such wishful thinking. The devil is the devil. If you get carried away, your mind won't be clear." Yin Xiuxuan burst into laughter as he spoke.
Yin Xiuxuan's stimulating words fell into the ears of the red-haired old man, but like those strange flags and flags, everything fell into silence and there was no response.
The red-haired old man shook his head and said: "You are very scheming. If you had replaced the useless thing before, I'm afraid I would have been irritated and fallen into your trap. But I won't. You can scold me all you want.
Demons are demons, what's wrong with being a demon? Boys, do you really have the same mind in the right way? Don't your fellow disciples have no plans? Do you really dare to believe those fellow disciples of yours?"
When Yin Xiuxuan heard the words, his mind moved, and he seemed to hear something. Suddenly, he felt a little strange breath coming towards him, but it was erratic and unpredictable, as if he was dizzy just like when he entered this place.
It was somewhat similar, but a little more intense. Gradually, I felt that my body was a little out of control.
"This!" Yin Xiuxuan looked at the red-haired old man, but his eyes were a little confused.
When the red-haired old man saw this, he laughed: "Young people are still young people. No matter how sophisticated the means, no matter how clever the scheming is, what's the use? Strength is the standard of speech." After saying that, the red-haired old man turned his back, as if he had no idea at all.
I don't care about Yin Xiuxuan.
Seeing this situation, Yin Xiuxuan felt happy. Although there might be a trap on the other side, how could he let go of such a great opportunity? He moved his fingers slightly, feeling it was difficult to move, and the movement of his true energy suddenly stopped, showing a hint of fear.
appeared in his mind.
Suddenly, the red-haired old man shouted into the air: "Let them in, this kid has been tricked and can no longer resist."