Bind the immortal ropes, and weirdly bind the people of the underground sect who manipulates the silver hook. Two Di Xingzong disciples were thrown into confusion by this sudden situation. The magic weapon that was fighting in the midair was crushed by the black and white swords.
The disciple manipulating the silver hook had a sudden change in expression, desperately trying to break free of the immortal rope, but the more he struggled, the tighter the immortal rope tied him. It is impossible to manipulate the silver hook flying in the air.
Mo Bai saw that this was a good time, and a magical decisive attack on the black sword. The black sword absorbed Fajue, turned into a dragon, and rushed towards the silver hook. Only a clear sound of "Zheng" was heard. The silver hook fell from the midair. Inserted diagonally on the ground, shaking constantly.
Seeing the black dragon shoot down the silver hook, Mo Bai waved his right hand, and the black dragon dropped his head and flew towards the shovel that fought with the white sword behind him. Then he picked up the magic jue and struck a magic jue at Bai Jian. With a dragon chant, Bai Jian turned into a white dragon and rushed towards the shovel magic weapon.
The disciple of the Di Xingzong who manipulated the shovel and magic weapon was originally very difficult to deal with a flying sword. Now deal with two flying swords, one black and one white at the same time. Suddenly fell into a disadvantage. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the companion who was lying on the ground rolling and struggling desperately. Naturally, he could tell from his eyesight that these three artifacts were all top-quality artifacts.
His side had just met him, and he was captured. Moreover, it seems that the other party has other means that have not yet come out. Besides, the woman behind him hasn't taken any action yet. He could see that the woman's aura fluctuated, and it was still above the man who was fighting with him. Although these days, according to the order of the sect, he killed many Yunhe sect disciples. However, when you are at a disadvantage, that is another matter.
This person doesn't usually talk much. But carefully. Seeing this downside, he had already retreated. He had never thought about how to save his companions. When necessary, he would even push his companions in front to block the knife for himself in order to achieve his goal of escape.
His eyes began to flicker. Constantly increasing the output of mana, resisting the alternating attacks of two dragons. But from the corner of his eye, he was constantly observing the surrounding terrain, and he was looking for a way to escape.
"Zhang Yu, hurry up and save me." The Di Xingzong disciple who was lying on the ground struggling shouted at him.
"Okay." Zhang Yu said with a sharp color flashing in his eyes. He knew that the rope that bound the disciples on the ground was the best magic weapon, and he couldn't open the rope at all. But he had other plans.
Zhang Yu fought at the shovel magic weapon in midair. Jumped to the side of the disciple lying on the ground. With a pat with his right hand towards the storage bag, a talisman appeared in his hand. Throwing forward, Fu Lu turned into a fireball and rushed towards Mo Bai himself.
With Mo Bai's insight, he naturally recognized that this was just a talisman of elementary fireball art. With his skill, naturally he wouldn't be too worried. Watch him Zhang Yu flashing to the side of the tied immortal rope disciple. He was afraid that Zhang Yu would have any means to open the immortal rope.
He hurriedly hit the white dragon with a Fajue. The white flood dragon jumped out of the battle circle and uttered a dragon chant from the sky. So he hurried towards Zhang Yu himself.
Mo Bai's reaction had been calculated by Zhang Yu, looking at the white flood dragon flying towards him. He pinched Fajue by hand and called his shovel magic weapon. The shovel magic weapon followed Bai Long behind and chased him.
As Mo Bai's magic decision was played, the black dragon followed. Three superb magical instruments were chasing in midair. At this time Zhang Yu had already come to the struggling disciple.
I saw him hit another magic decisive, chasing the shovel magic weapon of the white dragon in the air, dropped a head, and shot directly at the black dragon. The two magical instruments were tangled together again.
Just as Mo Bai wondered why he made such a move, a cold light flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes. He lifted his foot back and forth on the disciple lying on the ground and kicked it violently. I saw the disciple who was bound by the immortal cable screamed, and slammed into the white flood dragon that had flown in the air. A piece of blood wafted, and the corpse of the disciple bound by the immortal cable fell to the ground with a black white sword. At the same time, Zhang Yu turned around and backed away without looking back.
Mo Bai and Yu Jun'er couldn't help but stunned. They didn't expect that Zhang Yu, a disciple of the Earth Xingzong, was so vicious that he sacrificed his companion's life to buy time for himself to escape. Mo Bai naturally wouldn't let him escape so easily. He pinched Fajue, and a fire wolf appeared above his head. Afterwards, Mo Bai pointed in Zhang Yu's direction, a wolf howled, and the fire wolf rushed forward.
Zhang Yu kept jumping in the woods at his fastest speed. I was proud of his escape plan. Thinking in his mind, after this escape, he would find a place to hide, and in a few days he could safely escape this damned secret. He doesn't care about the grievances of the sect. Anyway, the spiritual foundation grass in his hand was enough to be handed over to the Shuiyun Zong Sect. At that time, when he got the Jidan, he would retreat and rush to build the foundation.
But at this moment, behind Zhang Yu, a terrifying huge aura suddenly burst out.
Zhang Yu was taken aback for a moment. Before he could even realize what was going on, a fire wolf rushed from behind him, and suddenly snapped Zhang Yu, who was unable to change his figure in mid-air, with one bite. Zhang Yu immediately ignited a fire. The burning fire on his body caused him to scream continuously and roll on the ground. But gradually the voice became quieter.
"What's going on, I have obviously run out of the attack range of his flying sword." This is Zhang Yu's last thoughts in this world.
After sweeping away his consciousness, Mo Bai knew that Zhang Yu had been overtaken by the fire wolf and put him to death. With a stroke of his hand, the fire wolves scattered around and disappeared into the air. Mo Bai's ability to control fire is now becoming more and more proficient.
After a few jumps, Mo Bai came to the charred corpse, wiped the storage bag around his waist, and shot out a fireball, burning Zhang Yu's corpse to ashes in an instant.
When Mo Bai returned to Yu Jun'er, Yu Jun'er had already scraped away another disciple's storage bag. The two smiled at each other and continued to flash towards the top of the mountain.
However, Mo Bai and Yu Jun'er had already sensed from the people's words of Shui Yunzong and Earth Xingzong, and now the Yunhemen disciples seemed to be in a bad situation. Therefore, the figures of the two of them advancing to the top of the mountain are no longer the same as before. Began to pay attention to the concealed figure.
"Mo Bai, let's see what's in their storage bag." Mo Bai and Yu Jun'er stopped at a small forest near the cliff, and Yu Jun'er said to Mo Bai.
"Why?" Mo Bai felt a little puzzled. Because the place where they are, at present, it is not a good hidden place.
"It's almost reached the time when the secret realm of the Lingxu is closed. The disciples who want to come to the Shuiyunmen and the Earth Xingzong have already scraped the spirit herbs in each area." Yu Yun'er paused for a while, looking at Mo Bai, and continued. : "Counting this way, there should also be spiritual herbs in the storage bags of these three people. Let's take a look, it won't take long anyway."
Mo Bai pondered for a while. In fact, he knew very well that the area near the top of the mountain might not be spared. Unless it's a road that no one has traveled before, that's possible.
After all, it was less than three days since the Lingxu Secret Realm was closed.
Mo Bai had planned that if he couldn't find Lingji Grass on the mountainside, he would rush to the top of the mountain alone. However, the disciples who had entered the Lingxu mystery for so many times were unsuccessful. In this regard, he is not fully sure. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)