But the demon Xiu Xiu punching again and again, but He Shuangquan is difficult to fight against the knife.
It can block a knife light and two knife light, but it can't stop the eight knives.
Without a moment, a eye -catching knife marks have appeared on the body.
However, as a demon Xiu, he is also a natural practitioner.
This demon repair the strength of the body, and it is not under the independence of the monarch.
After being attacked by a rigid knife, in addition to consuming a large amount of real yuan and a little internal injury, it has never been defeated by the physical defense.
In a blink of an eye.
The tea time passed.
The knife light offensive continues.
Compared with the beginning, the demon Xiu has become a lot wolf.
The flesh -and -blood body comparable to the magic weapon has also begun to exudes with blood.
At this moment, it seemed to want to understand something, and the demon Xiu suddenly laughed.
"Haha, so!"
"Okay, you are the first person to do it alone!"
"Unfortunately ... If Lao Tzu didn't guess wrong, you should have been destroyed by your own magic weapon. Otherwise, you should show this trick, there is no need to replace the knife."
"This trick, if the magicie of the magician sword urged, I may really be planted in your guy today."
"Unfortunately ... replacing the knife with the palm, after all, it is worse!"
The laughter sounded, thinking that the first move of Jun's own movement, the demon Xiu Dahan resumed the previous self -confidence and proud gesture.
Seeing the eight knives, the wind broke the waves, but there was no fear.
"Qinglou City · Broken Mountain Yue!"
Suddenly angered, the Demon Xiu Dahan fists again, and the breath of his body suddenly became violent!
The swing of the swing, the flow of thunder fire.
Double fist waves, and the amazing punch spreads counterattack.
Powerful power, directly surpass the limits that the knife array can withstand.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, the eight -tier stubborn sword was light, and did not wait to fall on the demon repair, and the bento was broken.
Crushed together, there were thousands of swords around the surroundings.
The knife array was broken, and the face of Jun was alone.
At this moment, the expression was unprecedented, but it was not too surprised.
In my eyes, I even unconsciously flashed a regret.
For this scene, it was obviously expected that it had long been expected.
It is clear that although the eight methods of the crazy knife are powerful, the accomplishment of its own knife road is enough.
However, the magician Dao Dao used as early as the beginning, and when the ban was broken, it had been damaged.
After all, the eight methods of the mad knife just enlightened and understood, and there was no appropriate magic weapon as a dependence. Although the knife array became, the power is very limited.
Without a little hesitant, the knife array was broken, and when Jun was independent, it was quickly printed, and even if the cast was cast to change the trick.
However, although he responded quickly, the demon repaired in front of him was also extremely fast.
At the moment of the powerful fist, the knife array, the portable wind roll, the power of the thunder fire, whistled.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, before the spell in Jun Duxing's hand could be completed, his whole body was severely hit by the power of thunder and fire.
He has the foundation of body refining, his body is comparable to the eighth level, and his ninth level defensive magic weapon is genuine.
However, his body could block the impact of the fist, but the power of thunder and fire ignored the body's defense and directly hit the meridians and internal organs in the body.
This feeling is not pleasant!
The movement of the body was also stagnated due to this powerful offensive.
In other words, his meridians are strong and his internal organs are equally tough.
If it were anyone else, this move would result in death or serious injury.
"Well, you are alone, but I have underestimated your body-refining skills!"
"After receiving this move from me, I was only slightly injured!"
"However, your sword formation has been broken, and you don't have the long sword magic weapon in your hand. How can you continue the next battle with me?"
The demon cultivator's thick eyebrows twitched, and loud voices sounded one after another.
As he spoke, he strode towards Jun alone.
The murderous intent is rolling in the eyes, and the fighting spirit is even higher!
The sword formation just now caused a lot of threat and pressure to him.
This time the formation was broken by luck, it was entirely because the person in front of me was not rich enough and did not have a suitable long sword magic weapon.
Otherwise, even if he uses the powerful demon summoning method, he is not very sure that he can break the formation.
However, if the sword array is not broken and the sword light is continuous, even if it cannot break through his physical defense, it can still consume him until he is exhausted.
Without saying anything, the demon cultivator has secretly made up his mind that he will never be able to keep the person in front of him!
He raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he was out of luck, he was walking alone without any fear.
The remaining power of thunder and lightning filled his own meridians, causing great pain every time his body moved.
But he seemed unaware that the true energy was surging in his dantian.
The aura around his body surged, his hands waved, and he formed spells.
Hundreds of years ago, he was seriously injured by the evil cultivator in front of him.
Originally, in the Tiangang Sect, I had a withdrawn personality, and the cultivation resources available to me were limited.
Over the years, I almost spent all my money trying to heal my injuries.
So much so that now I can't even get spare sword magic weapons.
This time at the ruins of the ancient gods, we have gained a lot. When we leave this place, we will definitely be able to get a lot of cultivation resources.
But now, after all, it’s not too late to leave.
There is no magic weapon at the moment. Facing the powerful enemy in front of you, Jun Duxing knows that he has little chance of winning.
But he is arrogant by nature, and even if the chance of victory is slim, he still has full fighting spirit.
True energy surged out, igniting fire all over his body.
A pair of cold eyes, as cold as frost to the bone.
At this moment, anyone could see that he was planning to risk his life.
"It's not good. Although fellow Taoist Jun's injuries are not serious, this demon cultivator's fist strength is weird!"
"With his current condition, if he continues to fight, he will definitely lose!"
"This demonic cultivator appears strangely, and is obviously targeting me and a few others."
"Fellow Daoist Jun is defeated. The next target must be you and me."
"It's already difficult to deal with just this one demon cultivator. If we continue to delay, if other demon cultivators come over, the situation for everyone will not be optimistic!"
Su Twelve's eyelids twitched as the voice sounded and he quickly turned to look at Ling Changkong aside.
Although it is not stated explicitly, the meaning is self-evident.
Ling Changkong was a smart man, so how could he not know that the person in front of him wanted him to come to his aid?
"I heard that Taoist fellows from Tianshan Mountain once killed Taoist Lu Feng in Chenxing with one sword, who was in the stage of distraction."
"Although the strength of this demon cultivator is not bad, at most it is comparable to a peak cultivator in the late Bishen stage."
"If fellow Taoist Tianshan takes action, he will definitely be killed. It will not be difficult!"
Ling Changkong rolled his eyes and spoke quickly.
His eyes fell on Su Twelve with a slight smile.
With Su Twelve's cultivation strength, if he really wanted to take action, he would have to do his best.
The flying sword magic weapon used before was of good quality.
But if she really wanted to win over the demon cultivator in front of her, in her opinion, she might be a little inferior.
Maybe there is a way to defeat the demon cultivator in front of me!
At that time, at the critical moment of life and death, if there is really a Tiangang Green Wood Sword, the person in front of me will definitely use it.
Ling Changkong squinted his eyes and had his own plans in mind.
As long as she had the slightest chance, she wouldn't mind testing Su Twelve further.