Xuan Cang immediately took his sword back to his defense, and the sword body blocked the hand of one of the demon monks. Another demon monk immediately attacked Xuan Cang's other side door, trying to beat him hard to defend.
Xuan Cang, who expected the other party to attack like this, had no intention of flashing. Instead, he stood quietly on the spot, as if waiting for the demon monk to come over.
Seeing that the demon monk was about to attack Xuan Cang's front door, Ling Qing sent a dust to the demon monk who was blocking him. He suddenly turned around and took out the dagger that he had been wearing from his robe.
The dagger glowing coldly pierced the demon monk Xuan Cang had previously attacked.
The palm of his hand and the demon monk who attacked Xuan Cang's front door seemed to sense the danger of the other person behind him, and immediately turned back and attacked Lingqing from behind.
Seeing the knife in Ling Qing's hand, the two demon monks didn't dodge when seeing the dagger in Ling Qing's hand.
Ling Qing's movements were a bit faster than that of the demon monk, and between the hands of the sword, the demon monk's hands were cut off by Ling Qing.
"Aw..." The demon monk cried out painfully, and his body immediately bounced back and flew out.
The demon monk who attacked Lingqing from behind, waved his claws and grabbed his neck artery.
Ling Qing sideways and lowered his waist dangerously to avoid the attack of the demon monk, and the dagger in his hand was not idle.
"..." Unexpectedly, the demon monk didn't even say a word. He lifted his other foot and kicked it towards Ling Qing's chest.
Ling Qing was shocked, and when he wanted to dodge, he had already lost the best time. Waiting for him to react, there was already a heavy kick on his chest.
The body was like a thrown object, and was kicked out by the demon monk at once.
Seeing this, Xuan Cang immediately stood up and took Ling Qing down from mid-air.
"Puff..." Ling Qing spit out blood as soon as she touched her legs on the ground.
Xuan Cang twisted his brows slightly, and looked at Ling Qing who was suddenly vomiting blood with surprise and worry in his eyes.
"Unexpectedly... the strength of this'thing' is not small!" Ling Qing smiled coldly, and reached out to wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth.
Although the blood stains on the corners of the mouth are gone, the beard on the chin still has red blood drops that keep dropping.
"In this world... there are still people who know how to refine corpses..." Xuan Cang turned his eyes to look at the four demon monks, and the light in his eyes became more and more cold.
Ling Qing's mouth twitched, and Xuan Cang glanced at Xuan Cang without speaking. After knowing that they were not dealing with people, the worries in his heart were immediately wiped out.
"It doesn't matter what evil spells he used! Clean up the corpses... See what else they can do!" Ling Qingxing had just eaten up, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
As soon as he finished speaking, he tightly grasped the dagger in his hand and leaped towards the four dead bodies.
"Eh..." Xuan Cang looked at Ling Qing who was impatient, and had no choice but to follow.
The two were very tacit understanding this time, and placed the main target of the attack on the demon monk Xuan Cang had stared at early in the morning.
Judging from the order in which they attacked just now, it is obvious... The one headed by these dead bodies is the one with the deepest sunken eyes.
"You are the main attacker, I will pack other corpses!" Xuan Cang just caught up with Ling Qing, his body direction suddenly turned, and he threw the main corpse to Xuan Cang.
Before Xuan Cang could react, he had already confronted the corpse.
Because it was the body of a lost person, the demon monk had a hand chopped off, but he didn't bleed much blood. Only occasionally, pieces of black stuff that condensed this fleshy crumb would fall from his broken wound.
It fell on the ground with a sticky piece, and it was very disgusting to look at.
The radiance of the sword in Xuan Cang's hand was even greater, pushing the demon monk back and forth again and again with every move.
The other three demon monks wanted to step forward to block them, but they were all cleared by Ling Qing who was assisting them!
Find the "corpse eyes" between these corpses, and deal with the four corpses separately. The attack between Xuan Cang and Ling Qing immediately appeared to be twice the result with half the effort.
There was an immediate reversal from the scene where these four demon monks were suppressing and fighting before.
There are broken limbs and arms everywhere in the dilapidated house. The sword in Xuan Cang's hand and the dagger in Ling Qing's hand seemed to have become a human body cutting artifact.
When Xuan Cang finally looked for an opportunity, he chopped off the head of the'corpse eye' from his head, then set it directly on the ground with the tip of the sword, and then destroyed it directly into meat scraps.
The other three corpses that fought violently with Ling's Halal suddenly looked like dolls without electricity, all of a sudden, standing still on the ground.
Within two or three seconds, he fell to the ground with a bang, unable to move anymore.
呲啦—
A burst of white mist dissipated from the sword in Xuan Cang's hand, and then the air regained clarity. But on the tip of the sword in his hand, there was an extra yellow spell.
Huang Fu Cinnabar... This kind of match, I really want Lingqing and the others to do.
Xuan Cang looked at the charm on the tip of the sword, and subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Ling Qing.
Ling Qing also saw the spell, a trace of surprise flashed across his face. But after looking at Shang Xuancang's sight, he immediately explained: "There are many Taoist practitioners... and there are many branches of the school, but it is not necessarily the work of our school!"
"Yeah!" Xuan Cang replied indifferently, and did not ask more about Ling Qing's explanation.
After solving the demon monks of the ordinary people, Xuan Cang turned and walked into the formation, trying to rescue me.
"Wait!" Ling Qing called out suddenly, and grabbed Xuan Cang again.
The corner of Xuan Cang's mouth twitched, feeling a little helpless for Ling Qing's three times of blocking.
"This!" Ling Qing stepped forward and kicked at a wooden pier beside Xuan Cang.
With a loud bang, the kicked wooden pier hit a hole on the wall, and then fell to the ground again, making a very dull sound.
Listening to the sound of the wooden pier landing, I knew that the thing must be heavy.
Ling Qing's brows trembled, her face flushed suddenly.
Xuan Cang looked back at him, he immediately stopped his waist, closed his mouth tightly, pretending to be very indifferent.
"..." Xuan Cang twisted his eyebrows, lowered his head and glanced at Xuan Cang's foot that had just kicked Fei Mudun. Turned around and said nothing, walked slowly to my side, and picked me up from the cold and messy ground.
When Ling Qing waited for Xuan Cang to turn around, he immediately jumped in pain. Stooping down to look at his feet, the pain almost burst into tears.
"Yu'er..." Xuan Cang looked at me, whose complexion was withered, and the skin on my body was full of black air, and his dark eyes trembled forbearingly.
I leaned on his arms and heard his voice, so I barely turned over and looked up at him.
"Xuan—" I wanted to call his name. You can speak, only to know that your voice is so hoarse that it is hard to make a tone.
"Don't talk! I'll take you out of here..." Xuan Cang eagerly stopped me from speaking, and rushed out of the ruined house holding me flying.