"stop!"
Anyway, it is impossible for this monster to ignore the aura nearby, and several people must have been exposed. However, there was no hiding place around Lu Wu, so he did not choose to hide or escape. In this case, Qi Huan shouted directly.
Those blatant limbs swayed slowly, and Luwu turned around, as if he didn't take them seriously.
"You got it."
His tone had an expected tone, which made them slightly dissatisfied. Luowu's voice seemed a little distant in the slight trembling of the sea, and several people could barely hear it. When they took a few steps forward, Luowu retreated, neither running nor fighting, so he could only hear the shouting.
"If you mean the Demonic Pestle, then yes."
Qi Huan also deliberately took out the magic pestle, raised it provocatively and shook it. Luwu looked indifferent, but he took out something and shook it left and right in the air. Against the backdrop of the late night sea, something shimmering was shaking in the air. It's just that the position of the light is slightly higher than his blue-gray hand. It seemed to be anchored to something.
Bai Ya raised his hand and touched the handle of the knife behind him. Qi Huan first held his arm and said softly:
"Be careful it's fake."
"It's true." Lord Shuangyue only glanced at it and was so sure, "The eyes of six impermanent things will never admit mistakes." Liu Shenghan also nodded.
No wonder he recognized Shura's demon-subduing pestle at a glance as an imitation.
"Go and get it back."
Before they could react, Bai Ya suddenly rushed out without any warning. His physical strength recovered very quickly, and even Lord Shuangyue looked at him sideways. Liu Shenghan still had an ax wound on his shoulder. Although it was just a skin injury, it was very painful to move. Previously, being immersed in the battle was enough for her to ignore this detail, but it was different now. The clothes were also torn, and the cold wind that came along the way was like fine needles piercing into them.
Qi Huan wanted to chase after him, but looked back at Liu Shenghan. Lord Shuangyue still showed no help at all. Qi Huan was a little angry, but had no attitude to blame.
"If you don't help me, just take care of her."
"It's okay." Liu Shenghan smiled, "I applied medicine. This injury will heal soon."
"It's better to say that it hasn't healed yet, which is not normal."
Lord Shuangyue always looks like it has nothing to do with him, and Qi Huan is almost used to it. Although what he said this time still didn't sit well with him, he didn't bother to argue with him. Before Qi Huan joined the battle, the sound of the friction of swords reached his ears, rapid, crisp, and endless. He raised his eyes and saw sparks flying between the sword shadow and the light. Qi Huan even felt that he had no way to intervene.
However, he saw clearly. Lan Po was fixed on the sword of Lu Wu - it was the sword he had used, that was absolutely correct. The only difference is that the junction between the hilt and the sword is inlaid with additional jewels. It was very large, almost equal to the width of the sword hilt, which gave Qi Huan a bad association, such as... King Shura's empty abdomen connected by thin skin on both sides.
Every time this sword collided with Bai Ya's scimitar, the sword would flash a blue light and then disappear. When it comes into contact with something again, it will light up again, showing a kind of poignant horror.
Qi Huan felt that he should not join this battle. Because he noticed that when the blue light of the sword flashed, invisible threads around Lu Wu were illuminated and then disappeared. I almost forgot, this is a monster that can weave spider webs carefully. If you get too close, you might get into trouble. As for Bai Ya, he should have been aware of it. He used all his strength with every blow to cut off the spider threads that were hindering him. But this is a very physical-consuming style of fighting, which makes people unable to distribute their strength reasonably, and they have to go all out for every blow. Maybe this is playing into Liwu's mind.
"Give the stuff back!"
"You want it?" Luowu smiled sinisterly, "Get it yourself. If you get it, you have the ability."
Bai Ya had never fought with him in close combat before. He didn't know whether it was because Li Wu was so strong, or because he was affected by the Poseidon's magic weapon. The longer he indulged in this hand-to-hand battle, the more he felt that his eyes were in a trance. The light blue sword shadow kept flashing before his eyes, gradually dragging out a long trail. He was experiencing mild dizziness that was getting worse. Bai Ya wasn't that sleepy originally, but for some reason, he felt like he couldn't concentrate at all, just like the symptoms he had when he didn't sleep for four days and three nights. It shouldn't have happened now, even if he fought with those Rakshasa for so long in the afternoon, it shouldn't have made him so tired. What's more, this kind of fatigue suddenly invaded invisibly, and he couldn't tell where he felt uncomfortable before.
Qi Huan was busy cutting off the spider silk with his pitifully small hidden sword, looking up at them not far away from time to time. Now, he clearly saw the problem. Compared with before, Bai Ya's movements were slower, too slow - Qi Huan's eyes could catch up with his movements.
"Careful, right!"
Bai Ya suddenly felt like he was waking up from a dream, and his heartbeat was not normal. He backhanded the black blade in his left hand to the right, barely able to block it. Luowu suddenly pressed the sword, and the blade slid up using the back of the sword as a fulcrum, grazing Bai Ya's face. An inch and a half cut was made on Bai Ya's right cheek, and blood slowly oozed out. In the night, the blood seemed black.
A pen flew from a distance and was cut off by a sword. Luowu didn't even look at it, he just raised his sword and let the brush pass through the thick spider silk to his death. It broke into two identical, longitudinal parts, fell to the ground, slowly rolled down the hillside, and landed at Liu Shenghan's feet.
"..."
Lu Wu didn't speak, and his eyes never left Bai Ya. Now, his eyes were fixed on the scar on his face, as if it was a symbol of honor.
"Shuangyue Lord, give us some face." Qi Huan's hand when sawing the wire went numb, "Can you give this bastard a knife? This guy has done us a lot of harm!"
"Shuangyue Lord..." Save the book
Lu Wu finally turned his head around, but his body remained steady, still facing Bai Ya, ready to resist his attack at any time. His eyes briefly stayed on Lord Shuangyue for a while, he glanced at the Demon-Sealing Blade a few more times, and said lazily:
"It seems that the Wu Kingdom will no longer exist... They want to take back the Demon-Sealing Blade. Are they really overestimating their capabilities?"
Mr. Shuangyue said nothing. Liu Shenghan looked at him and said: "You guessed the intention of the King of Wu State and wanted to give her the blue amber first in order to get an official position. But you failed."
"Hahaha……"
Lu Wugan laughed a few times, shook his head, and used his free hand to lift the broken hair in front of his eyes. He glanced at Bai Ya, who looked like he had drunk too much or was not awake - although it was not obvious, at this moment it was difficult for him to even see Li Wu's position. Everything in his eyes had double images, the symptoms were getting worse, and Liu Shenghan also saw the clues. At this moment, Bai Ya could no longer pose a substantial threat to Lu Wu, so he said with confidence:
"If I were really as short-sighted as you say, I would have been able to sit back and relax with my friends in the temple of Mahāluoka. Or, with your brains and vision, can you only think of this?"
"You he……"
Qi Huan really wanted to yell. He finally understood why Bai Ya never stopped swearing from the moment he saw him. He would never believe that he was more mean-mouthed than this spider demon, but he had felt to some extent that swearing was really a way to perfectly express his emotions and express his intentions to the extreme. However, the remaining bits of upbringing still restrained him to a certain extent.
Even though the other side is not human.
"I heard that your demon-sealing blade... can split mountains and seas, and kill people in an instant. I wonder if you can give me a favor so that an ignorant person like me can see the world?"
Lord Shuangyue raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he didn't say anything and his face didn't change much, he seemed to show a mocking aura. This kind of ridicule can even be felt by Liu Shenghan and Qi Huan beside them.
Just you?
Luwu is not stupid, but he doesn't care.
"It's such a pity. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see you again after that."
"What are you threatening?"
Lord Shuangyue's answer was surprising, especially to Luowu. His reaction wasn't like he was confused, but rather surprised as if he had been right. At first glance, it sounds like there is no chance that the two of them will meet again. Looking into the dark side, it means that one of them will never see the sun tomorrow.
When Minwu raised his hand, they heard a slight whistling, like a very faint trembling of strings heard in the distance. Without thinking too much, he must have created a wall of invisible spider silk in front of several people. This kind of wall has similarities and differences with the one woven by Qi Huan and Liu Shenghan. But the bad thing is, Bai Ya is on the other side.
Lord Shuangyue suddenly put his hand on the scabbard of the Demon-Sealing Blade. It was obvious that he was about to take action.
"You guys want this... right?"
Lu Wu raised his sword and waved it. In Bai Ya's eyes, it dragged out several wide light traces back and forth. The injured area didn't feel hot, which was unusual. He only felt a strange coldness. The sea breeze blows, making it even colder. Bai Ya put two knives together in one hand, stretched out his free hand, and wiped one on his cheek.
He saw the glowing blue color, like glowing algae on the distant sea surface, falling on his fingertips.
What is it? Poisonous? damn it……
"I really have no use for it... at least I can use it to guide you. Can you thank me properly?"
What nonsense is Luwu talking about? No one could understand, and Lord Shuangyue also looked confused. At this time, he suddenly walked slowly towards the sea. This is a cliff, and its rugged surface is gently lapped by the waves. Maybe something happened that caused the mountains here to be chipped away. But looking at the turbulent sea surface, it still looks very deep, and it doesn't look like there is a mountain filling it. Unless the sea is really deep here - or there's another reason, no one knows.
Bai Ya took steps to catch up, but the others were still behind. He rushed to Lu Wu's side, thinking that if he wanted to jump down and run away, he would immediately drag him back. He has convenient spider silk and eight flexible limbs that can move easily in places they can't reach. If he is allowed to turn over, it will not be so easy to regain the blue amber.
Even if his current condition is not good, very bad.
Without any warning, Luowu threw the sword in his hand into the sea.
At that moment, Bai Ya didn't hesitate. The two knives quickly slid into the waist buckle, with such precision that it was like an instinct engraved in the bones. The sound of the knife being sheathed covered someone's sneer. Then, he stretched out his hand and rushed forward, crossing the last limit of the cliff.
The sword embedded with amber was spinning, forming a light blue transparent circle in his eyes, and continued to fall. The increasingly clear sound of the waves replaced the unreachable screams of friends. It was as if his body didn't exist, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared, and his senses were no longer sharp. Only the coldness of the wind tearing through the scars clearly reminded him that this was not a dream. The sea foam is lovely and pale under the starlight, and the turbulent algae fluorescence is like a dead star, being swayed and swayed. There was only one thing in his eyes from beginning to end.
The sword fell, and he fell with it.
The sword sank, and he sank with it.
Until the consciousness collapses and goes away.
