Luo Heng raised his hand and stabbed the bald monk in the throat with his sword. The sharp sword intention cut through his body-protecting Gang Qi. At the same time, a cold light like purple Qi from the east hit Mo Shuo's eyebrows. It was Fan. A thrust from the sword. Fan and Luo have been working together to fight against the enemy for a long time, and their cooperation can be said to be flawless. The power of the two terrifying swordsmen's swords combined has increased several times. In the past half year, Sanye died under the combined efforts of the two. There are more than three ghost generals.
Mo Shuo couldn't help being slightly surprised, knowing that he had underestimated these two sword cultivators, but he didn't panic, because their cultivation levels were far behind him. He saw him glaring like a diamond with angry eyes, and shouting with thunderous tongue, Fan Jian and Luo Heng's divine seas buzzed, and their sword movements slowed down involuntarily. The bald monk flicked his sleeves twice, and two dazzling golden lights hit the two swords. There were two exciting sounds of gold and iron intersecting. Fan Jian and Luo Heng were directly shaken away. The long sword in their hands The sword kept buzzing and almost flew out of my hand.
Fan Jian and Luo Heng looked at each other in surprise. The bald monk was really tyrannical, and the roar just now seemed to be a spiritual impact.
Although Mo Shuo was able to repel Fan Luo and the other two, he was secretly surprised. He believed that if he had been replaced by another early god refining cultivator, he would have been injured by the swords of the two sword cultivators in front of him. No wonder Li Xiangjun dared to be so confident.
Mo Shuo put away his contempt, held out a golden sword, and said calmly: "Buddha may have made a mistake, but you can't do anything to me!"
Xiaoxue snorted coldly: "Brother Jian, Brother Heng, leave this thief to me, you go deal with those two Nascent Souls!"
"You're a stinking beast, you don't know whether to live or die!" Mo Shuo sneered disdainfully.
Xiaoxue couldn't help being furious, and struck away with a thorn of consciousness.
Mo Shuo frowned and said: "It turns out that he is good at spiritual attacks, but it's a pity that he met this Buddha!"
Xiaoxue couldn't help being surprised. With her current mental strength, even a mid-level cultivator in the spiritual training would not be able to ignore her consciousness stab like this. However, the bald monk took one but seemed to be fine.
"Xiaoxue, this thief is very bald, be careful!" Fan Jian reminded.
Xiaoxue nodded: "Brother Jian, don't worry, I'll stop this thief monk. You hurry up and deal with the other two people and then come and help me!" After saying that, he activated his phantom boots and rushed towards Mo Shuo.
"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die!" Mo Shuo shouted coldly, raised his hand and slashed out with a sword. The golden sword light cut through the void, and the powerful sword energy immediately enveloped Xiaoxue's figure.
Fan Jian and Luo Heng also pounced on the other two Nascent Souls at this time, flying their swords and launching a violent storm of attacks.
"Well done!" The two Nascent Souls shouted loudly and faced Fan Jian and Luo Heng fearlessly.
Both of them are Yuanying masters of the Immortal Cultivator Guild, and one of them is still in the middle stage of Yuanying. In their opinion, although Fan Jian and Luo Heng are sword cultivators, they can never be their opponents. Then they knew they were wrong. Although Luo Heng is in the early stage of Yuanying, his swordsmanship has reached the third level of Jianxin. His real combat power may not be much compared to those in the late stage of Yuanying. Although Fan Jian is only in the middle stage of Jindan, he has also gained enlightenment. After reaching the third level of Sword Heart, the combat effectiveness is no less than that of the early Nascent Soul.
Fan Jian and Luo Heng cooperated extremely well. The swords of the two long swords were arrogant and horizontal, almost overwhelming the Immortal Cultivator Guild. However, the two cups of tea were not enough, and both Nascent Souls were stabbed by the extremely sharp swords. .
Xiaoxue was at a disadvantage here. She could only parry under Mo Shufeng's sudden attack, but had no power to fight back. What Xiaoxue is best at is the mental impact, but it has little effect on Mo Shuo, a Buddhist cultivator with equally strong mental power. Therefore, Xiaoxue can only use her extremely fast speed to dodge, and does not attack Mo Shuo at all. effective means.
Mo Shuo obviously realized that the two Nascent Souls were no match for Fan Jian and Luo Heng, so he attacked Xiaoxue very fiercely. He opened and slashed his sword widely, and the strong sword energy covered Xiaoxue's whole body. He wanted to kill her with one knife. into several segments. Xiaoxue was like a snowflake, fluttering under the golden sword light, and the situation was precarious.
Li Xiangjun couldn't help but be secretly shocked. He didn't expect this thief Bald to be so powerful. He would have brought Little Fire Phoenix here.
Wu Yanshou also knew that the situation was not good. Once Xiaoxue was defeated, it would be terrible!
Wu Yanshou took out a whistle and started to play. Instantly, there was a muffled buzzing sound like thunder, and a large number of gold-eating insects kept pouring out of the animal feeding bag on his waist. These gold-eating bugs were newly cultivated by Wu Yanshou. They were each about the size of two fingers and were far superior to ordinary gold-eating bugs in every aspect. These bugs waved their sharp teeth and pounced on the two Nascent Souls of the Immortal Cultivator Guild.
Wu Yanshou knew that although his gold-eating bugs were more powerful than the ordinary second-level gold-eating bugs, they would undoubtedly serve as cannon fodder if they attacked cultivators in the god-refining stage, so he did not let the gold-eating bugs attack.
Buzzing…
Tens of thousands of gold-eating insects rushed towards them, and the two Nascent Souls couldn't help but change their expressions. They swept out their magic weapons frantically, and the corpses of the gold-eating insects fell like raindrops. However, the gold-eating insect still pounced on it without fear of death, and exploded like popping beans. The green slurry flew around, staining the magic weapon and corroding the magic weapon, and staining the body to corrode the protective aura.
The two Nascent Souls were already at a disadvantage, but now they were attacked by nearly 10,000 Gold-eating Insects, and they were suddenly even more confused!
Wu Yanshou's whistle became more and more urgent, and the gold-eating insect went crazy. The two Nascent Souls were frightened and angry, and finally couldn't help shouting for help: "Elder Mo, help!"
Not to mention that he was suppressing Xiaoxue, and he had planned to deal with Xiaoxue, so that the others would not be in trouble. Now seeing that his two Nascent Soul masters are in danger, I am afraid that they will be killed before he can bring down this transformed spirit beast. When he was killed, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Useless trash!" After saying that, he rolled up the long knife and shook Xiaoxue away. He quickly rushed in front of Wu Yanshou, raised his hand and punched it down without any trace of damage. Coincidentally, he didn't even bother to take a second look, because in his eyes, a guy like this in the early stage of the Golden Core was as weak as an ant.
"Old witch, be careful!" Li Xiangjun shouted as a reminder.
The old witch was concentrating on activating the gold-eating insect, so he didn't expect it to suddenly attack him, and even if he expected it, it would be impossible to avoid it. Wu Yanshou felt that he was being suppressed by an invisible force and could not move at all.
Xiaoxue rushed over from a distance, but she could not save Wu Yanshou and could only send out a shock wave of consciousness with all her strength. Mo Shuo's body swayed visibly, and his fists that were pounding slowed down.
Old Wu Shou suddenly felt that the pressure on his body had relaxed, and he hurriedly moved away. A fleshy insect flew out of the gourd at his waist, and reluctantly sprayed out a blood-red silk net.
This blood-red silk screen was light and fluttering, but it was not knocked away by Mo Shuo's powerful spiritual power. Instead, it faced Mo Shuo's fist like it was attracted by a magnet. Not to mention that after hesitating for a moment, he smashed his fist down without hesitation. Although the blood net was strange, he believed it could not hurt him. However, as soon as his fist came into contact with the blood net, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stopped his hand and jumped back. .
Although he didn't say to stop, the remaining force of the punch still knocked Wu Yanshou out of the air. The bones of his shoulder cracked and cracked, and a fountain of blood gushed out. Fortunately, he moved away a little, otherwise the punch The remaining force hit him on the head, which would probably result in his brains flying out.
Although Mo Shuo stopped his hand in time, the deadly red thread net still stuck to his hand. There was a sudden roar, and the layer of Gang Qi on the surface of the fist was quickly corroded and stuck to his skin.
Not to mention the burning pain in his fists, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry. He was unexpectedly plotted by an ant-like guy. He was about to rush forward desperately to crush Wu Yanshou, but Xiaoxue had already pounced on him behind him, with a swift sword strike. Cut to his back. Mo Yue could only turn around and wave his sword to block the attack, forcing Xiaoxue away.
Xiaoxue quickly stepped away and caught the injured Wu Yanshou!
"Old witch, are you okay?" Li Xiangjun hurried over and asked with concern.
Wu Yanshou looked pale, but he chuckled and said, "It's okay, it's just that my shoulder is crippled, but it's worth it if it can hurt a cultivator in the God Refining Stage!"
Mo Shuo looked at his right hand which had been corroded to the point where the bones were exposed, his expression was extremely ugly, and he stared at Wu Yanshou angrily: "Are you from the Beast Control Sect?"
Wu Yanshou shook his head!
"Then you die for me, Buddha!" Mo Shuo shouted violently, his monk's robes fluttered, and his sword turned into a sword light that filled the sky, and slashed at Wu Yanshou with a terrifying sword energy.
"Bald man, don't be arrogant!" Xiaoxue threw her sword.
The light of the sword intertwined with the light of the sword, a series of collisions like the rapid wind and rain, and the swords struck each other in the air.
Not to mention a Buddhist cultivator, his strength is much stronger than that of an immortal cultivator of the same level. In addition, Xiaoxue relied on the Ambergris Crimson Fruit to advance, and the advancement time was not long. After all, she could not withstand it at first, and the flying sword flew dimly. Returned to the hand.
Mo Shuo laughed evilly and was about to kill Xiaoxue and Wu Yanshou with a knife, then grabbed Li Xiangjun and left. Suddenly, two screams came out. The two Nascent Souls from the Immortal Cultivator Guild were both hit by swords in their vital organs, and they were suddenly devoured crazily. The golden bug gnawed away until there was no bone residue left. The Nascent Soul was killed by Fan Jian and Luo Heng as soon as it rushed out of the body.
"Kill!" Luo Heng shouted coldly and rushed towards Mo Shuo. The flying sword fell like a meteor, but Fan Jian made no sound and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the back of Mo Shuo's neck.
Not to mention being shocked, he knew that it would be difficult to catch Li Xiangjun today. He quickly called back Cai Luo's sword and slashed it horizontally at his waist. At the same time, he flicked his long sleeve and swung away Fan Jian's long sword.
However, at this moment, Mo Shuo suddenly felt that a crisis was coming out of the blue. There was a flash of white light around him, and Xiaoxue appeared in front of him instantly, stabbing him in the chest with a sword without any warning.
Not to mention a scream, Xiaoxue's long sword entered from his chest and came out from his back!
Not only was he shocked and angry, he suddenly slapped out a palm, but Xiaoxue disappeared suddenly and appeared on his left side, hitting his left rib with a palm. At the same time, Fan Jian and Luo Heng also The sword entered his body.
Mo Shuo finally spat out a mouthful of blood and uttered three words in disbelief: "Why?"