The sword light was clear and cold, but it contained an unparalleled power. When it fell into the monster formation, there were countless monsters who were killed immediately.
Su Che stood with his sword in hand. This time he did not use the unmarked sword of Baichuan Sword Immortal, but took out the mysterious sword that Li Shouchang had trained for himself with star sand using the Liangyi Yuanmai method.
The sword energy was suffocating, and the mysterious sword had melted into the sword light, turning into a ray of moonlight, carrying a cold evil aura, and the monsters were cut into pieces and killed directly.
Su Che's sword intention was not Taoist Dawu's technique of using secret techniques to detonate the vitality of the world. Instead, he used pure sword energy to directly chop the bodies of these monsters into pieces.
Although he did not use a method similar to the Taiyue Abi Sword, the current sword energy of Mr. Su was enough to deal with these monsters.
Before the sword light dissipated, Su Che stood with the sword finger of his left hand in front of his chest, took three steps in a row to follow the direction of the stars in the sky, and chanted softly in his mouth.
"Under Luo Feng's tent, follow my orders and rise. The Lord of Taishan Prefecture is as anxious as ordered."
With the command, streams of blood aura suddenly burst out from the surrounding monster corpses, and in the blood aura, a ghost and god immediately appeared behind Su Che.
kill.
Su Che didn't wait for these ghosts and gods to condense, and immediately slashed out with another sword. The moonlight-like sword energy chopped down dozens of feet of monsters in front of him, and immediately scattered corpses on the ground.
The corpse fell to the ground, and another stream of blood was restrained by Su Che's spell, blended into the mist, and swallowed by the ghosts and gods behind Su Che, turning it into a boost.
"Where did the fellow Taoist come to help? Taoist Dawu of Qingxu Sect thanked you."
Su Che's side entered the battlefield, and Taoist Dawu immediately relieved a lot of pressure.
Because he was also trained by Xuanmen Zongzong to return elixirs, and his eyesight was still there, he could naturally tell that whether this newly killed friend was evil, at least he had the ability to return elixirs as if he were fake, and that brutal sword energy It is also the biggest nemesis of the monsters in front of them who are as fleshy as copper and iron.
Su Che didn't answer, but slowly moved his sword. Each sword energy slashed out could kill dozens of demon soldiers, and then plundered their blood energy and contained it in the shadow of ghosts and gods behind Su Che.
Naturally, the hidden monster would not watch Su Che massacre like this.
Suddenly, a monster appeared in front of Su Che holding a mace iron rod. He raised the iron rod high and received a sword energy from Su Che.
"You are a person on Xiaoqingshan who pretends to be a god or a ghost."
Suche took a closer look.
But it is a black-faced bear that has become a climate. He is tall and covered with armor made of black iron. One of his eyes has been gouged out. The wolf-toothed iron rod in his hand is surrounded by a dark air and a faint blue color. The will-o'-the-wisps keep jumping.
"Let me tell you, I like to devour souls the most. This whole body of cultivation is derived from eating your souls,"
Xiong Zhen grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth.
"There should be three elixir-returning monsters in total."
Suche stood with his sword in hand, but his eyes looked to both sides.
"You are the weakest of them all."
"court death!"
Xiong Yan waved the mace iron rod in his hand and pressed on Suche with a huge force.
This stick has pushed his demonic energy to the end, with infinite determination. He asked himself that the force on it was definitely beyond the ability of ordinary monks to withstand.
In terms of strength, there are several monks who can rival the Demon Huandan cultivator.
really.
When he swung the stick, he could only feel the burning aroma of flesh and blood being devoured by will-o'-the-wisps. It was the most gorgeous smell after the death of a living being.
Xiong Yan held the stick thoughtfully. He could not expect why his opponent was so vulnerable.
Lines of blood dispersed and merged back into the shadows of ghosts and gods behind Su Che.
"I often hear people say that a bear is blind, a bear is blind, but today it turns out that it is true."
Xiong Yan frowned when his opponent's voice came.
The black shadow was not far in front of him, but under his stick was a mass of monster corpses.
In that blow just now, all the demon soldiers under his command died?
illusion
, or the body-changing technique?
Xiong Zhen waved the iron rod in his hand again, and this time he used evil energy to firmly lock Su Che's location.
No longer rely on sight and hearing, but trust in spiritual sense itself.
As a demon cultivator for returning pills, he asked himself that the spiritual sense he had developed in life and death battles was definitely not inferior to that of human cultivators.
The mace waved.
This time he brought up another piece of flesh and blood of the demon soldier.
Impossible, he was just here.
At the moment when the iron rod fell, the enemy's presence disappeared again in his spiritual awareness. When he reappeared, he was already behind him.
At this moment, a trace of panic finally flashed through Xiong Zan's heart.
How is this going?
Suche stroked the sword in his palm.
Reintegrate the blood and energy of Zhou Za's demon corpse into the shadows of ghosts and gods behind him.
Taiyin Luofeng six days of ghosts and gods.
This is a line of magical power evolved from the Yinshan Cave Ming Baolu. It can nourish ghosts and gods with the blood of living creatures and strengthen the magic power in the treasure.
Because this magical power requires the blood of newly dead creatures, Su Che has never used it very much.
The blood energy used to practice this method is not easy to find, and you may fall into the wrong path if you are not careful.
Originally, Su Che's killing methods he learned from others were enough, so there was no need to spend time practicing this kind of Taoist skills.
But since I met so many useful monsters today, it would be a waste if I don’t use them anymore.
Just now, I had used the method of observing objects to determine that there should be a total of three elixir-returning monsters among this group of monsters.
The one with the worst cultivation base is the bear in front of him. He is a typical representative of stupidity, bigness and blackness. His whole ability lies in brute force, and he can be easily dealt with.
The other one should be the owner of that swift shadow. Although the killing power is amazing, this type of method is what Su Che is least afraid of.
I can be considered a half-sword cultivator, so I just want to compete to see who is faster when the time comes.
If the one who is really in trouble should be the third elixir-returning monster, this person should be following the path of spiritual thought. The reason why these three monsters can hide their bodies is all because of this monster's method.
Taoist Dawu, who was about to be defeated in the formation, immediately felt happy when he saw Su Che's power after entering the formation.
Although this person's approach seems to be a bit heretical, his magical power that drives blood and energy to evolve into ghosts and gods seems to be evil.
But a gentleman ignores his heart, and if he can take action at this moment, he is the number one gentleman in the world.
When this person entered the battle, the pressure on Taoist Dawu was greatly reduced.
He adjusted his breath secretly.
Suddenly, I heard the mysterious foreign aid shouting.
"Fellow Taoist, be careful."
careful? Be careful about what?
He hasn't let go yet.
There was an iron rod coming straight towards him.
Taoist Dawu raised his long sword to greet him, and was directly hit by the bear demon, sending his blood boiling.
Before he landed, there was another burst of coldness behind him.
The invisible scorpion demon hit him behind with the scorpion tail flying needle again.
Attacked from both sides, Taoist Dawu immediately spurted blood from his orifices and almost fainted.
The feather crest on the head is also constantly swaying.
***, if help isn’t here, why am I still being dealt a heavy blow?
(Remember to bookmark it for next time reading!)
