"Bitter-faced monkey, hand over the things to me honestly and I will spare your life." Zhuihun stood up and shouted.
At the same time, the three of them worked in perfect harmony to surround the bitter-faced monkey in a triangle, leaving it no chance to escape.
Three grandmasters against one grandmaster, this is a very dangerous situation no matter how you look at it.
Although the bitter-faced monkey secretly complained in his heart, there was nothing he could do.
"Stop talking nonsense. Come and get it if you have the guts. There might not be enough for the three of you to share in the end." The bitter-faced monkey touched his waist, and a long whip appeared in his hand.
In the martial arts world, there are few people who are good at using whips, because whips are vicious and tricky, and it is difficult to achieve the same effect as swords without years of hard practice. Sometimes when you hit someone with a whip, it will only cause a minor injury at most, but if someone hits you with a sword or a knife, you will die on the spot.
The bitter-faced monkey swung the whip, and suddenly the whip became vivid like a dragon in his mind.
Bang!
In an instant, a whip was lashed towards the soul-chasing location.
Zhuihun swung the long sword in his hand, and it collided directly with the whip, but the bitter-faced monkey's whip twisted instantly, and forcibly changed its position during the attack. He whipped Zhuihun's arm very skillfully, and directly pulled a long mark on the opponent's clothes. Fortunately, the master had good internal strength to protect his body, and this whip only damaged his clothes.
"You are so stubborn." Zhuihun's face darkened, and he shook his sword. Eighteen sword energies whizzed out, like a rainbow piercing the sun, covering the bitter-faced monkey from all directions and attacking every part of his body.
The bitter-faced monkey formed an invisible wall with his internal force to protect himself, trying to block all of Zhuihun's sword moves.
The sword energy penetrated the internal protective force of the bitter-faced monkey, but did not pierce through it immediately. It moved forward about a few inches and was suddenly restricted in place, unable to move forward.
Judging from personal strength, Zhuihun is indeed unable to do anything to Kumian Monkey on his own.
But this time, Zhuihun did not come alone.
Sword energy attacked from two directions again. It was the attacks of Duo Ming and Suo Po. The three of them attacked together, and the pressure doubled. The face of the bitter-faced monkey instantly became ugly.
The internal strength of the body was simply not enough to withstand the simultaneous attacks from the three masters, and it was directly broken, leaving no room for resistance.
Zhuihun sneered and said, "I'll kill you while you're sick." He swung the sword in his hand like a thousand flowers dancing, soft yet cunning, changing in countless ways, and murderous intent emerged.
"Yellow Spring Sword Classic!" The sword energy suddenly turned into surging water, and in the splashes of water, sometimes wailing and angry faces flashed by, and sometimes the Yellow Spring demon flowers flashed by.
This is an extremely evil sword technique. The bitter-faced monkey sensed it as soon as he came into contact with it. The skill used by the Soul-Chasing Master must be a magical skill without a doubt.
The bitter-faced monkey was able to enter the depths of Lanhai Dragon City that day, so his strength must be extraordinary. Unlike ordinary masters, when he saw Zhuihun attacking with his magical sword skills, he immediately grabbed the whip handle with both hands and stirred it quickly. For a moment, the whip turned into a dragon that was making trouble in the sea. A deep blue dragon shadow emerged on the whip, lifelike.
"Dragon Palace Eight Whips!"
The bitter-faced monkey's whip technique was also extraordinary. Amidst the roar, a dragon shadow emerged, and it charged towards the soul-chasing location with the power of wind and rain.
Since it is called the Eight-Whip Whip, then one whip can turn into eight whips. Eight dragon shadows are spinning, and the momentum is extremely huge. The two people, Life-Locking Soul, were also targeted by the Bitter-Faced Monkey at the first moment.
At this moment, he was fighting against three people alone, and he was giving it his all.
The three Soul Chasers held the long swords in their hands horizontally in front of their faces, and the internal force in their bodies surged out. They condensed a wall of internal force in front of each of them, blocking the attack of the bitter-faced monkey.
Just as the four were fighting, the sandstorm in the distance was getting closer and closer.
But the four of them had no intention of caring about it at all. The three Soul Chasers were determined to kill the Bitter-Faced Monkey in order to obtain the Holy Wheel. The Bitter-Faced Monkey naturally knew that he could hardly be a match for the three of them alone, so the only help he could rely on was the upcoming sandstorm.
Use natural disasters to fight against the master.
The power of the Dragon Palace Eight Whips was extraordinary. It took it several moves to counter the three Soul Chasers before it showed signs of defeat. After all, the Bitter-Faced Monkey was still just a master of the Five Qis Converging to Origin realm.
"You are so stubborn." The long sword in Zhuihun's hand was hit by a whip, and the whole sword edge was shaking. But as Zhuihun poured his internal force into it, the whole sword stabilized instantly and made a clanging sound. Eyes opened on the sword, and suddenly a dull breath emanated.
Before the bitter-faced monkey even touched the sword, he could already clearly feel that it was no ordinary sword and was bound to be a thundering blow from the enemy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sounds in the distance were getting closer, louder, and larger, and two sandstorms, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, were sweeping in.
"The Ghost Sword of the Netherworld." Zhuihun responded and swung the sword.
Swish!
In an instant, the sky was dark and the earth was gloomy. The bitter-faced monkey only felt a sharp energy coming in front of his eyes, heading straight for his throat, and it seemed that there were illusions of ghosts and gods following him, taking his soul away.
This sword can be said to be Zhuihun's trump card.
The bitter-faced monkey had a heavy expression on his face. If he resisted the sword with all his strength, there would be a gap behind him for the remaining two brothers of the three Xiao family. Even if they could block the soul-chasing sword, their fate would probably not be good.
At this extremely anxious moment, a sudden flash of inspiration came to the bitter-faced monkey's mind, and his eyes lit up.
He just reached behind him and the holy wheel he brought out from Lanhai Dragon City appeared in his hand.
clang!
As the Holy Wheel and the Soul-Chasing Sword collided, the Holy Wheel of a strong person in the Holy Wheel Realm was the hardest thing in the world. Even though the Soul-Chasing Sword was extremely extraordinary, it could not break the Holy Wheel.
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