Shansang robe waved his sleeves, and countless whirlpools of spiritual energy the size of black lotus seeds rained down on Xu Luo, giving him no chance to react.
Xu Luo sensed the Qi layer that vaguely separated him from the surrounding space, and cursed in his heart. This old man was really ruthless. He was too lazy to listen to what he said and planned to capture him directly or kill him!
Shan Sang was arrogant and domineering, but Xu Luo was very proud and had never had the habit of putting his life in the hands of others.
In this case, let’s have a fight first before talking about it!
Before the rain of spiritual energy fell, Xu Luo's body was already trembling instinctively, and a burst of sword light exploded from his waist like lightning, exploding in the air.
A series of crisp sounds like exploding beans sounded in the air, and each spiritual energy vortex was cut open by the light of the sword, but there were more spiritual energy raindrops, one after another, hitting heavily.
Bang, a raindrop fell on Xu Luo's left shoulder, as heavy as a mountain.
Xu Luo's body trembled and he couldn't help groaning in pain. On the surface, he seemed to be uninjured, but the bones inside his body made a heartbreaking creaking sound.
But the more this happened, the fierceness deep in Xu Luo's bones was completely aroused.
The hatchet turned into a white rainbow, cutting through the space and piercing the door in front of Shansang. This time the hatchet seemed to be particularly excited, a little impatient.
But a trace of ridicule flashed in Shan Sang's eyes, and the spiritual energy vortex around him turned, and a white rainbow suddenly appeared in the air.
The hatchet has always been invincible, but for the first time it encountered something it couldn't cut through.
Since they didn't treat him as a meal, Xu Luo didn't hold back any more. He didn't even look at the fighting situation over the hatchet and went straight to attack the old butler who had already been on his must-kill list.
From the beginning to the end, Xu Luo never thought that the hatchet could deal with a body-washing person. He only hoped to use the hatchet's magical power to hit the target and delay the time a little.
The butler, who had always looked respectful, saw Xu Luo flying over, and a trace of ridicule flashed in the corner of his eyes.
Are you trying to pick out the soft persimmons?
Young people are decisive, but are you sure you picked a soft persimmon?
The heavy wooden cane stabbed hard into the throat, and the fierce murderous intent suppressed by the roar made people feel chilled.
But the butler was unhurried, slowly stretched out a white palm, and held the wooden crutch in his hand as easily as he grabbed a lamp grass.
Xu Luo's heart trembled, how could it be possible?
Since practicing "Devil Ape Chaos Body", he has never seen anyone who can compete with him in strength!
After taking a closer look, Xu Luo discovered the secret.
There was a faint white light on the old butler's palm, and a faint coercion was coming from the finger on his thumb. Obviously, the finger was his companion.
Xu Luo knew that he didn't have much time, and the hatchet would only hold Shan Sang back for a few breaths.
He took off the wooden crutch without hesitation, and his body lost support and fell from the air. But before he could hit the ground, his whole body was already like a python, as soft and boneless as it wrapped around the old housekeeper.
The old housekeeper frowned slightly. He was a cripple and wanted to fight the enemy in close combat. Was he desperate?
But since he was regarded as a confidant by Shan Sang, he was certainly not a careless person. His fat body slid backwards like a swimming fish.
Even though he never thought that Xu Luo was his opponent, he still chose to retreat temporarily. As long as his master could escape, this kid would be dead.
However, he didn't notice that when Xu Luo saw this scene, there was a hint of a conspiracy smile in the corner of his eyes.
Originally, according to the old butler's calculation, it would be impossible for the palm of his hand to touch him, but like a magic trick, the fingertips suddenly stretched out their sharp claws again, resting lightly on his broad shoulders.
The cold blood light seemed to flash across the old housekeeper's eyes like a bright star, with invisible roots centered on his shoulders and extending crazily across his body.
In the thin line between life and death, the old housekeeper finally felt a great danger from Xu Luo, who had completely exploded.
He roared wildly, and his already fat body grew larger again.
The circle of fat between the chest and abdomen is like a lifebuoy, making countless ripples, trying hard to resist the penetration of invisible Qi.
The fingers on the fat palm were stretched to the extreme, and white light exploded on the surface of the body like thunder and lightning.
But before the old housekeeper could fully recover, the next moment, Xu Luo's body was already rubbing into his arms like the closest lover.
There was a series of crackling sounds like exploding beans.
The old housekeeper roared again, but stopped abruptly. All the expressions of surprise, fear, and disbelief on his face froze like a frozen image.
Before Xu Luo could move away, streams of blood mist shot out from various acupoints on his fat body.
Xu Luo's delicate face was hit by a shower, and from a distance, it looked like a ghost.
"asshole!"
Shan Sang didn't pay much attention to the hatchet at first, but his own spiritual defense layer was easily broken through by that knife like rotten wood.
Then, before the majestic murderous intent could fully erupt from the three-foot-long blade, Shan Sang flicked it out with a calm finger.
The hatchet turned into a stream of light and was bounced far away.
But at this time, Shan Sang looked confused when he saw the aura defense shield being chopped open. With his deep character, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. What kind of ghost sword is this?
He was in the body-washing realm, and his accompanying creature was of great prominence, yet he was split open by this unmanned sword?
Yes, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Xu Luo did not completely control the sword at all.
He just used some trick to get this knife, but even so, he still suffered a heavy loss.
What if this broken knife is completely controlled by someone?
Thinking of this, even Shan Sang, whose self-confidence is never weaker than others, can't help but feel chilled.
Seeing the hatchet that had gone and returned, already cutting close to his neck, a ridiculous intuition appeared in his mind.
I couldn't avoid this knife!
The howling wind, the dark night, the sound of water flowing in the canals...
Everything turned into indifferent murderous intent and invaded directly into the mind.
It was as if at this moment, the whole world was rejecting and imprisoning him.
Shan Sang's pupils shrank and he turned his body to the side without hesitation.
Poof, a deep gash appeared on his left shoulder.
Seeing the blood pouring out, Shan Sang's palm completely turned into a deep black, and he slapped the hatchet that was about to retreat.
The hatchet that was about to neigh in joy was suddenly struck by lightning, and black lotus seed marks suddenly emerged from the blade.
The blade of the hatchet, which had always defied the sky and the earth and never gave up, began to tremble crazily, and a shrill knife cry was heard in Xiansiju.
Even the looming sealing talisman array in mid-air was shaken by the sound of the sword and was immediately revealed.
The pale white light on the hatchet was eclipsed by this palm, and rust stains splattered everywhere.
Obviously, Chai Dao suffered a big loss this time. He didn't bother to stab Xu Luo. When he saw the blood, he immediately disappeared into the cart and disappeared.