The golden sword shadow shrank back to the fingertips of the old sword cultivator again, and he turned around and slashed it behind him without hesitation.
However, what appeared behind him was not any offensive magic weapon, but a two-meter-high bronze mirror. The golden sword shadow slashed on it, and with a click, it cracked the surface of the bronze mirror, but did not destroy it.
Due to the bronze mirror's own counterattack characteristics, the golden sword shadow was bounced out uncontrollably.
"Master, why don't you take action now? When are you waiting?" Xue Kong shouted.
Che Jingshen burst into laughter: "I was right about you, Xue San."
As soon as he finished speaking, Che Jingshen raised his right hand, forming a claw with one hand, and said with astonishing momentum: "Dragon Heart Claw!"
His hands were like dragon claws, and his body moved forward swiftly, with his dragon claws stretched out, heading straight for the back of the old swordsman.
The old sword cultivator realized that something was wrong at this moment and finally became a little panicked. He tried hard to urge the golden sword shadow to rush back, and at the same time controlled the three flying swords to appear again to block Che Jingshen's attack.
At this moment, Xue Kong's eyes flashed, and he raised his right hand and pressed hard towards the old sword cultivator: "Buds will appear on the dead tree!"
A dead tree appeared silently above the old man's head.
The dead tree itself was lifeless, emitting a terrifying aura of desolation. It fell from the sky and smashed straight towards the old sword cultivator.
"No! What kind of magic is this!" The old swordsman suddenly raised his head with a look of panic. He used many methods, but was restrained by Xue Kong and Che Jingshen respectively. Now, he had no means to resist the dead tree.
When the dead tree appeared, Che Jingshen's pupils also shrank.
The aura of desolation emanating from the dead tree made his heart twitch violently, but he had already launched the attack, so there was no reason to stop. He collided with the three long swords and shattered them into pieces.
At this moment, the golden sword shadow finally returned to the fingertips of the old swordsman.
At the same time, the dead tree fell on his head, and the breath of annihilation burst out wildly, rushing into his body and smashing everything to pieces.
"No! Why, I won't accept it!!" The old sword cultivator let out a shrill scream, his body collapsed, and a wisp of white smoke floated up and merged into the dead tree.
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