"How about it," the red-dressed woman said with a sweet smile. She even threw a coquettish glance in Lu Qingwu's direction. "Are you planning to come and play with me one by one, or come together to play with me?"
Her words almost ignited the anger of all the disciples in the two teams, but no one dared to speak, only because these three demons were all genuine late Nascent Soul stage.
At this time, Lu Qingwu raised his eyelids slightly and took just a small step. The sword light, carrying a cold breath, began to spread with Lu Qingwu as the center. All those who could feel this sword energy felt as if their skin was cut by the sword blade.
Shen Sui didn't feel much, because the moment Lu Qingwu stepped out, Shen Xinglan gently hooked the little finger of Shen Sui's right hand with the little finger of his left hand. Shen Sui only felt a gentle breath from Shen Xinglan to her.
No one would care about the little tricks these two seemingly ordinary disciples were doing in private.
The woman in red looked at Lu Qingwu with a charming look: "I have long heard of the name of Lu Qingwu, a genius among the younger generation of the Void Realm. Seeing him today really makes me happy."
Lu Qingwu said nothing, but the emerald divine sword roared towards the woman in red like a startled dragon. The woman in red's expression changed slightly, and then three bells rang. The strange sound waves were actually on par with the emerald divine sword.
Shen Sui stared at the black bell on the ankle of the woman in red. It seemed that it was a very extraordinary magic weapon.
Suddenly, a white-haired man in black appeared behind Luo Fanyin with a ghostly figure. The disciples who saw it couldn't help but exclaim. Just when the dancing white hair was about to entangle Luo Fanyin, Luo Fanyin didn't move and just plucked a note, and the white hair actually burned without fire.
The white-haired man in black snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and wiped away the flames on his hair.
It seems that the close attack method does not work on Luo Fanyin. It turns out that the same method used to deal with ordinary sound cultivators cannot be used to deal with Luo Fanyin.
At this moment, Shen Xinglan lightly kicked Li Zhiyun's calf. Li Zhiyun subconsciously bent his calf and heard a sharp wind rushing over his head. Li Zhiyun raised his eyes and saw an iron chain thicker than his forearm lying directly across where his head should have been.
Li Zhiyun pursed his lips. He knew that now was not the time to thank Shen Xinglan. Almost at the same time, he conjured up his own magic sword, and then the platinum-gold light, following the will of the sword master, pierced towards the place where the iron chain was activated.
This is not experience, this is massacre.
In Yanshen Square, many disciples who saw this scene clearly through the screen all recalled what Shen Sui had said before.
And the death that they once disdained turned out to be so close.
However, Lu Qingwu and Luo Fanyin were both in the late Nascent Soul stage, so when facing demons of the same strength, the others were not too worried. The leader of the Eight Desolate Sect looked at Li Zhiyun on the screen of Shen Sui with some worry.
The elder of the Eight Desolate Sect said softly, "It will be fine, Sect Master."
But the leader of the Bahuang Sect obviously saw that his hands were also trembling slightly.
It can be said that Li Zhiyun grew up in their eyes. From childhood to adulthood, he has never suffered any hardship except the hardships of cultivation. But now in this situation, he has to fight against a late Nascent Soul cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, and almost no one can be optimistic about his success.
At this time, the iron chain had already cut Li Zhiyun's arm, and blood was flowing from the wound. Li Zhiyun's eyes were fierce, and although he was spitting blood, he was still entangled with the other party tightly.
Everyone watched in silence, hoping he would win, but knowing that this hope was too slim, because the person most likely to be torn apart in this battle was Li Zhiyun...
Um? ? ?
etc.
What is going on??
Just when Yanshen Square was plunged into gloom, a loud bang that seemed like thunder was suddenly heard from the screen.
Then everyone saw several dark clouds floating in the sky.
"No way..." a disciple murmured to himself.
The next second, a bolt of lightning shot out from the dark clouds and struck the chained monster who was fighting with Li Zhiyun.
Almost everyone was stunned, including Li Zhiyun.
"Damn it, what did you do!" The strange man was struck by the thunder and his whole body was charred. He shouted at Li Zhiyun.
Li Zhiyun, who had already suffered a lot of injuries, looked puzzled. What did I do? You beat me up like this. What else can I do?
But when the second thunderbolt struck the strange man, Li Zhiyun realized that the sudden thunderbolt was meant to help him.
But he didn't do anything?
Li Zhiyun suddenly looked in the direction of Shen Sui and Shen Xinglan, only to see them smiling and cheering him up.
Li Zhiyun: "..."
This damn familiar feeling.
Li Zhiyun knew without even thinking that the thunder must have been the work of these two people. He said that Shen Xinglan could have tripped him at any other time, but had to take action when the other party was about to attack him.
However... Li Zhiyun silently looked at the chained monster who had been struck by four thunders.
It feels pretty cool.
The other two demons obviously didn't expect the situation to turn out like this. The difference in strength between them and Lu Qingwu and Luo Fanyin was not that big, and they had hoped that the chain monster could tear open that hole.
This time, the wound hasn't been torn open yet, but the person is about to die.
Just as the fifth heavenly thunder was about to strike, the woman in red and the white-haired man in black looked at each other and were forced to work together to block the fifth heavenly thunder for the chained monster who had been struck unconscious.
However, the power of this fifth heavenly thunder was even more exaggerated than they had imagined, and it directly shook their entire bodies to the point of numbness.
At this moment, Lu Qingwu's sword stabbed directly at the right ankle of the woman in red, not only splitting the black bell on her right ankle, but also cutting the tendon of the woman's right foot.
The face of the woman in red immediately turned blue and red, and the men in white and black were forced to spit out two large mouthfuls of black blood by Luo Fanyin's piano music.
"Walk."
Seeing that the situation was not right, the woman in red and the men in white and black immediately took the half-dead chained monster and disappeared in front of the two teams.
The crisis contact made the disciples of the two sects cheer together.
Li Zhiyun stumbled and fell to the ground. He should be the only one injured there, but the disciples of the two sects basically surrounded Lu Qingwu and Luo Fanyin, and no one seemed to notice Li Zhiyun.
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