Zhang Xiaowen looked at Yu Qing, who had turned into a black mist, and was shocked. Is he a monster? What is the function of this black mist? Why is the movement restricted when the sword is covered by the black mist
"Be careful, everyone, this black mist is weird. Don't worry, let me meet him first!" Qian Ji reminded everyone that he didn't know when there was an exquisite small sword in his hand, and he turned towards the black mist. With a flick, the small sword was submerged in the black mist and never came out again.
Qianji was shocked: This exquisite sword is a treasure given to him by the master, and it can restrain all evils, so why doesn't it work for this black mist
Yu Qing opened his mouth and laughed quack: "After you finish the fight, it's my turn, let you see and see my true strength!" The black mist on Yu Qing's body soared and turned into a thick whip. , Attacked in the direction of Ganji.
Gan Ji hurriedly jumped back to avoid the attack of the black mist, and at the same time pulled out the sword behind him to meet the enemy. At this moment, a group of golden light flashed from Jin Changhong's body and directly hit Yu Qing's body. Sure enough, the golden light shone, and the black mist that hit Qianji stopped.
When everyone saw that Jin Changhong's Golden Light Soul Technique was working, they were relieved, and they were all vying to kill Yu Qing in order to gain a good reputation. But the black mist was just a meal, and his freedom was restored, and people clearly saw that the golden light flashing from the golden head was actually sucked away by the black mist!
Jin Changhong was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "You ghost friends, be careful, this black mist can suck the soul!"
There is no need for Jin Changhong to remind, those people who are good at fighting ghosts have already put away their ghosts. After all, the ghosts that have been worked so hard are sucked away by Yu Qing, which is really distressing.
Upon seeing this, Wangchen directly grabbed the knife in the hand of a big man next to him and slashed at Yu Qing's head. At this moment, Yu Qing was facing Wangchen with his back, and was unprepared for Wangchen's attack. Just when everyone thought Wangchen was going to succeed, the black mist behind Yu Qing automatically turned into a big hand and grabbed Wangchen.
Wangchen didn't panic at all when facing the sudden big hand. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed the big knife that was originally vertical and cut to this big hand. The big hand is not afraid, and he grabs the big knife that Wangchen cut. Wangchen only feels like he is cutting on cotton, completely unable to use his strength, and when he wants to pull the big knife back, he feels like he is stuck in silt.
It's the same, it took the boss's strength to pull it out.
"Be careful, everyone, the black mist has a suction, everyone, don't touch the black mist!" Wangchen quickly reminded everyone.
At this time, those who can only fight in close quarters had to step back to avoid encountering the black fog.
Yu Qing chuckled again: "Are you regretting it now? Most of the people who are good at spells were injured in the martial arts contest. The uninjured ones are too low in strength. Tsk tsk tsk, how are you going to deal with me?"
While speaking, Yu Qing suddenly activated a spell, and Hei Mist instantly stretched out many tentacles, attacking in all directions!
Everyone hurried back, but the slower reaction was directly absorbed by the black mist. A cultivator who was closer to Yu Qing was instantly wrapped in the black mist, and then the black mist receded, leaving only a dry corpse.
A cultivator whose arm was entangled in the black mist was still pulling forcefully, and when he saw the tragic death, he was cruel and cut off the arm entangled in the black mist, making a terrifying scream!
Many cultivators who joined in the excitement were horrified when they saw the situation in front of them, and no longer cared about the issue of face, and fled the venue without hesitation.
If Yan Yan and Tu Shitou had already stood by his side, they were ready to take Zhang Xiaowen to escape the dangerous area at any time. When Zhang Xiaowen saw them coming, he hurriedly asked, "How is the second brother?"
Tu Shitou thought that Zhang Xiaowen could not be distracted when he was using swordsmanship, and looked at Zhang Xiaowen in surprise, "Can you talk?"
Yan Yan replied: "The chief of the soil is being taken care of by the people of Jin Zhaomen, don't worry, you should think about it!"
After listening, Zhang Xiaowen scratched his head and thought: So many seniors can't deal with it, what can I do? Is it because that sword can fly by itself, I must be able to beat Yu Qing? Now the sword is wrapped in black mist. According to Master Wangchen's words, it is not certain whether this sword can come out.
Just thinking about it, half of the sword body was exposed from the sword wrapped in the black mist, as if trying to break free from the black mist's entanglement.
Wangchen knew the power of this black mist, so seeing Zhang Xiaowen's sword struggling, he couldn't believe it. This sword controlled by magic could have such a powerful force. Is this Xiaowen's mana really so profound
After a while, Zhang Xiaowen’s sword finally broke free of the control of the black mist and flew back to Zhang Xiaowen’s side, which made Yu Qing a little annoyed: "Damn, what are you
No one, I don't believe that my god-killing technique can't cure your sword! "
After speaking, the black mist on Yu Qing turned into a big hand and grabbed Zhang Xiaowen. The person standing on the path of the big hand hurriedly flashed to both sides, Tu Shitou and Yan Yan looked at each other, and the latter two nodded at the same time without saying hello to Zhang Xiaowen, and set him up to flee.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Xiaowen's mind, "Put the charm in your pocket on the sword!" The voice was very majestic, like a commanding tone.
Zhang Xiaowen hurriedly broke free of the soil and stone and Yan Yan, enduring the pain in his chest, took out the ancient charms, and directly stuck the charms on the sword body according to the method of throwing the charms.
After completing a series of actions, the black mist turned into a big hand just arrived, the sword pierced out impatiently, and a sword pierced into the "big hand". As soon as the sword touched the black mist, a dazzling golden light appeared immediately, and then the black mist pierced by the sword directly turned into a cloud of blue smoke and dissipated.
Immediately afterwards, the sword was like a lion entering the flock, continuously beheading the black mist. Every time a piece of black fog was killed, Yu Qing let out a scream, and every time the people around heard Yu Qing's scream, there was a hint of happiness in their hearts!
Seeing that this trick worked, Zhang Xiaowen was energetic, and there was a sense of pride in his heart. He said to Yu Qing, "Don't you want to know who I am? In the head of the Xia Tuxian Sect, Tu, filial piety. , Wen!"
Finally, the black mist began to drill into Yu Qing’s body, for fear of being cut by the sword. After a while, all the black mist on Yu Qing’s body was gone, but the sword did not give Yu Qing a chance, and just stood on it. Yu Qing's neck.
Yu Qing's eyes turned completely black, the blue veins around his eyes skyrocketed, and he stared at Zhang Xiaowen angrily: "Tuxian faction! I won't let you go!"
Qianji snorted coldly: "You are not ashamed! You are now the head of the land, and you dare to be so rampant, say! Who are you? Who sent you?"
After Yu Qing heard it, he laughed loudly: "Now that my voice is not low, why didn't you just shout? You want to do what Lao Tzu said? In the next life!" After speaking, the neck will be wiped on Zhang Xiaowen's sword, who knows how the sword will react. Faster, he dodged upwards, and put him on Yu Qing's neck again.
Zhang Xiaowen took a step forward: "Want to die? Did I agree?"
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