Human beings have weaknesses, and the biggest weakness of this black wizard monk is that he is too greedy.
Every magical weapon on my body is a valuable treasure, especially this magical weapon refined by Ou Yezi to defeat evil sword.
The sword is good, but it's a pity that I can only use it.
Seeing the excited look on the black wizard monk's face, I pretended to feel sorry and said: "That's all, as long as I can survive, what if I give you all the magic weapons on my body? Old senior, I will give you this sword. Will you really let me go?"
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your life. Throw the sword over here." The black shaman monk's eyes were fixed on the Victory Evil Sword in my hand, his eyes full of greed.
Any practitioner can tell that this Sword of Victory over Evil is definitely a magic weapon.
At that moment, I sighed, looking distressed, and directly threw the Victory Evil Sword in my hand in front of the Black Witch Monk, and then took two steps back.
The black wizard monk was so excited that he immediately took two steps and reached out to pick up the Victory Evil Sword from the ground.
When I saw the Black Witch Monk picking up my Evil Sword, a smile appeared on my lips unconsciously.
Old thing, old thing, don't blame me for being cruel, it's you who are greedy.
The next moment, when the black shaman monk tightened his grip on the sword of defeating evil, what I expected happened. The sword of defeating evil was instantly filled with a strong black evil energy, which was directly transmitted to the black people. On the body of the shaman monk.
I was shocked when I saw him, and his body was immediately wrapped in a strong evil aura.
When this evil spirit spread over the black shaman monk, his face was shocked, and he felt that something was wrong.
At this time, I, standing not far away, had raised my hand and pointed it at the black witch monk.
The talisman knife in his sleeve was activated immediately, and with two blasting sounds, it was fired directly towards him.
The black shaman monk turned pale with shock and hurriedly tried to get rid of the Victory Evil Sword, but the Victory Evil Sword seemed to be stuck to his hand and could not break free for a while.
In panic, the black shaman monk waved the Victory Evil Sword, trying to block the talisman knife in my sleeve.
However, he only blocked one of them, and the other talisman sword in his sleeve fell firmly on him.
Due to the influence of the Victory Evil Sword, the black shaman monk was unable to respond with all his strength, let alone condense his breath on his arm to resist the sleeve talisman knife.
As you can imagine, one of his arms was torn apart by the talisman knife in his sleeve and was torn to pieces, leaving a bloody mess.
Fortunately, this old guy has deep cultivation, otherwise he would have been blown away by the talisman knife in his sleeve.
One of his arms was blown off, and the black shaman monk was also shaken by the huge impact and flew backwards, rolling into the grass.
The Victory Evil Sword he was holding before also fell out of his hand.
I quickly walked over, picked up the Shengxie Sword from the ground, and rushed straight towards the black shaman monk.
Old man, if you continue to be crazy and want my magic weapon, I will kill you.
While you are sick, I will kill you!
By the time I ran to the black wizard monk, he had already climbed up from the ground, his arm was blown off, and his body was covered in blood.
He looked at me with a ferocious expression: "You little thief, you actually lied to me!"
"So what if I lied to you? Are you capable of killing me?" I chuckled and raised my sword.
After being eroded by the Victory Evil Sword, one of his arms was blown off. This black wizard monk's strength was greatly reduced, and I really wasn't afraid of him anymore.
The black witch monk was furious and rushed towards me again. I waved at him with several swords, forcing the black witch monk to retreat continuously.
Suddenly, he dodged my attack and appeared not far behind me, picking up the scimitar that he had dropped on the ground.
As soon as I turned around, I saw that the black witch monk had used the scimitar to make several bloody cuts on himself.
He also stuck the machete on the ground, dipped his fingers in the blood on his chest, and quickly drew some spells on his forehead.
When I saw this situation, my heart trembled.
This black wizard monk was so anxious by me that he actually wanted to fight me to the death.
This method, I heard from my master, seems to be called blood sacrifice. By burning your life force, you can become unprecedentedly powerful.
But once this momentum passes, the consequences will be very serious, either the cultivation will be greatly reduced, or the person will die.
In order to kill me, this black shaman monk also spent a lot of money.
The blood curse flickered slightly on his forehead, and the next moment, a powerful force suddenly filled the black witch monk's body.
He looked at me with a ferocious smile, pulled out the machete on the ground, and came to kill me again.
I took a deep breath and could only force myself.
However, the black wizard monk who suddenly grew bigger and stronger was no match for me at this time.
With just one blow, he knocked me flying. Before I could hit the ground, he ran to my side immediately, letting out a deep roar in his throat, like a wild beast, and kept moving the scimitar in his hand towards me. Cut it down.
Fortunately, I reacted quickly and rolled around a few times to avoid his ferocious killing move.
After I stood up, I took a few steps back and cut the palm of my hand with the Shengxie Sword. With a stinging pain, the blood was immediately stained on the Shengxie Sword, and it was all swallowed up by the magic sword.
In just an instant, a powerful evil energy burst out from the Victory Evil Sword, covering my whole body.
The long-lost killing spirit echoed in my mind, making me fearless.
After a loud shout, I collided with the black shaman monk fiercely. As the swords struck each other, we went back and forth, and we fought for several rounds in an instant.
As for the uncle, you are the only one who has a killing move. Doesn’t it mean that I don’t have one?
Even if you fight hard, I’m not afraid!
However, the Black Witch Monk, who had become powerful through blood sacrifice, fought harder and harder, and his momentum continued to rise. I don't know how long his power would last. After a few attacks, I felt that I couldn't bear it anymore.
Suddenly, the scimitar in his hand suddenly changed and he suddenly swung it towards me.
After the sword was released, it turned into a large shadow of swords, and they came towards me one after another. I waved the Victory Evil Sword, and I was a little overwhelmed. With a clanking sound, the scimitar actually cut my shoulder. A bloody cut quickly returned to the black shaman monk's hand.
He held the knife in one hand, jumped into the air, and struck me hard again.
This sword must have condensed all his strength. The sword was so fierce and devastating.
I could only take the attack bravely and slashed through with one sword.
This time, I almost vomited blood from the shock of the sword. The arm holding the sword was numb from the shock, and my figure rolled to the ground again.
After the Black Witch Monk landed, he ran forward again with his sword in hand.
I was lying on the ground and when I was about to get up, the black shaman monk had already raised the knife in his hand and slashed towards my neck.
Then, I saw a figure suddenly appear behind the Black Witch Monk.
