The black-armored warriors were extremely powerful. Even if there were masters from other sects with Nascent Soul cultivation level or above, they were still forced back by these evil black-armored warriors.
Finally, everyone gathered in the middle of the cave and had a stalemate with the black-armored warriors.
"Qin Wudao, aren't you afraid of retribution for doing such a thing?"
Gui Hailongyi said angrily.
"retribution?"
Qin Wudao paused, then laughed loudly and said: "Old man Guihai, you are also a Taoist. As a Taoist, you are going against the will of heaven. The process of fighting against the destiny must have an aura of "I can't control my destiny."
"
"You're here talking to me about retribution? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"you......"
Guihai Longyi was speechless for a moment.
"I'll fight you!"
Seeing that he was forced into a dead end, Situ Jing, who was already full of anger, held a small black talisman in his hand. As the talisman burned, Situ Jing instantly appeared behind Qin Wudao and stabbed him in the back with a dagger.
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"ridiculous!"
Qin Wudao's reaction was very fast. The moment Situ Jing appeared behind him with the help of a black talisman, he seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him.
He did not turn around, but the evil sword spun under the pull of his breath.
No one could see clearly what was going on, and Situ Jing's head fell to the ground.
"Hiss~~"
Seeing this astonishing scene, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Yun Yi couldn't help but click his tongue. He knew that Situ Jing had the same status as Gui Hai Longyi, and his cultivation level should naturally not be much different.
But even a master like Situ Jing was killed by Qin Wudao with one sword.
The name of this sword god is more realistic and more valuable than Pang Rong's name of war god.
This is also the first time Yun Yi knows that the swordsmanship actually has such strong explosive power.
"What kind of cultivation is this Situ realm?"
Yun Yi asked curiously.
"Situ Jing is in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and Qin Wudao is in the late stage of Divine Transformation. Therefore, Qin Wudao can easily kill Situ Jing."
The one who answered Yun Yi was Monk Dead Leaf.
Yun Yi paused and said, "But wasn't Qin Wudao injured by you?"
"Yes."
Monk Dead Leaf said: "But such a master, even if he is injured, it is impossible for anyone to bully him."
"Just like the poor monk, the poor monk has almost run out of oil at this time. If it hadn't been for swallowing the dragon tendons, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on anymore."
"But even so, if any of you wants to kill the poor monk, he will only be killed by the poor monk."
Everyone was stunned.
Don’t mess with the dying monk with dead leaves either!
Monk Dead Leaf looked at Situ Jing's body and sighed: "Situ Jing shouldn't be so impulsive. His behavior is just giving away someone's head."
Yun Yi smiled bitterly and said: "Now we can't escape, we can only resist with all our strength."
"Who said you can't escape?"
Monk Dead Leaf smiled faintly and said: "As long as the poor monk is here, we can keep all of you away. Today, the poor monk will sacrifice his life and do a good deed before he dies."
Yun Yi paused. He could see that Monk Dead Leaf was losing his vitality bit by bit at this moment, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
If it was a serious injury, Yun Yi would still have confidence in the treatment, but if there was no chance of life, even Daluo Jinxian would not be able to save him.
Under such circumstances, Dry Leaf Monk is still so confident?
Monk Dry Leaf continued: "Donor Yun, I told you that I am a demon from hell. Do you know where hell is?"
"ah?"
After Yun Yi paused, hell is naturally below the eighteenth floor.
Of course, that is just the fantasy of superstitious people. No one can say for sure whether there is a real hell, so the question of the dead leaf monk made him feel a little confused.