The sound of fighting on the battlefield still resounded from north to south. Bai Kexiang and Zheng Qiao had finished their duel long ago. Zheng Qiao won, but he was also seriously injured and is still fighting the enemy on the front line. Standing next to Zheng Qiao was Hu Xian. In his right hand, he held a golden rope tightly, and the other end of the rope was tied to the old monster's body.
Binding Demon Rope - Hu Xian's self-created magic. It is a high-level or even special-level spell that combines elements from various spells. This rope will absorb the enemy's energy. For example, at the beginning, it will take a lot of effort to break the rope, but the enemy will not be able to break it. Instead of using ten points of force, you use nine points of force. Then the next time you try to break, you will need to use nineteen points of force. In this way, the binding force on the enemy will become greater and greater.
Only masters of luck can create spells. Hu Xian obviously broke this rule. It is conceivable that the future magic world will change a lot because of him. Even though the old monster of the Luoye Sect suffered a big loss despite Yan Xiu Mahayana , he didn't take the thin rope seriously at first, and used his strength casually, while Hu Xian only had to work hard to maintain the spell at the beginning, and it became easier as he went on.
Even if the old monster breaks away with all his strength, it will consume a lot of energy, and the magic binding rope consumes relatively little mana. Hu Xian also has the foresight to prepare several sets of magic tools in advance, and continuously use the magic binding rope to bind the old monster. So tired.
There were also a few more characters on the battlefield. Zuo Zhiwei of the Fallen Leaf Sect and the long-legged old monster Zao Muziyun came back. One day, Huzi appeared on Qingshan Peak. He was originally in the south with Li Ziwen and the others to deal with Chang Ke. The clan members were suddenly informed that Mu Ziyun was missing on the battlefield. Fearing that he might be in trouble, they rushed over anxiously. As soon as they arrived, their feet were entangled in the war, and they fought with Zuo Zhiwei and the long-legged old monster, one against two. Definitely at a disadvantage, Zuo Zhiwei and the old monster took turns to fight. After replacing them, they flew into the army of Qingshan Mountain to kill people.
The old monster was a leader-level figure, and the disciples and elders of Qingshan Peak had no power to fight back. At the end of the day, nearly 5,000 of the 8,000 men on Qingshan Peak died, while only 3,000 of the Luo Ye Sect died, and there were With more than 12,000 people, it is difficult to turn the battle around, and Qingfeng Mountain has lost most of them.
When Mu Ziyun saw the corpses of the Qingshan Mountain disciples, his heart was filled with emotion. He immediately used the Fierce Fire Steps to turn into a burning man and rushed into the Luoye Sect's army. The fire beads turned into the sun and launched a crazy attack, killing them within a few breaths. Killed hundreds of enemies.
Huzi, who was wielding the three-sided sky stone hammer and fighting Zuo Zhiwei, suddenly felt the flames under his feet. When he turned his head, he saw Mu Ziyun standing beside him. The breath he was holding was finally released. He sighed, and his body He softened a lot and said weakly: "Come on, I will go down below to help them."
"Well, you go hit some people and take a rest. You don't have to come." Mu Ziyun glared at Zuo Zhiwei with anger in his eyes and said, "I'm going to skin him!"
Huzi smiled happily and whispered as he fell down: "I knew you wouldn't die, it was too late!"
Zuo Zhiwei stared at Mu Ziyun blankly, full of disbelief, and said in a slightly disappointed tone: "He really saved you, you are really lucky!"
"I really want to see what your face will look like when it becomes complete." Mu Ziyun said while touching his fist.
When Zuo Zhiwei heard the word "face", his expression immediately became horrified. His disfigured face was the most shameful thing about him.
Mu Ziyun ignored Zuo Zhiwei's murderous intent, pointed his finger at Zuo Zhiwei and said, "I will also maim half of your face!"
The sun in the sky turned back into a fire bead and came behind Muziyun, keeping a distance of about a foot. After absorbing the flames on Muziyun's body, the fire bead became the size of a ball, with three pairs of flame wings growing out of it, shouting Then he rushed towards Zuozhiwei.
After getting close, Mu Ziyun punched out his right fist. At the same time as he punched, a fire blade flew out from each of the two fire wings behind his back, stabbing at the impact point of Mu Ziyun's fist. After hitting, it would stay in the air for a short time. Time, and then fly back into the wings of fire.
Mu Ziyun's attacks were very fast, with two fire blades stabbing him with each punch. If the number of fire blades remaining in the sky reached six, they would all attack Zuo Zhiwei once, and then all return to the fire wings. The whole set would not be enough. In two breaths, Mu Ziyun had already punched dozens of times. The fire blades in the fire wings were endless. Many times, there were fifty or sixty fire blades floating above Mu Ziyun's head, one after another to the left like a lotus blooming. The guard was stabbed.
The shower-like attack pushed Zuo Zhiwei a hundred feet away. Mu Ziyun glanced down and saw a spear with a tip lying next to a corpse. He lifted it up with anger and held it in his hand. The tip of the spear was lit with flames and penetrated into the dragon. One move swept through thousands of troops like a mat, like a flag, pulling the flaming blades to cover Zuo Zhiwei's body. The sharp spear was melted by the flames in a short time. Mu Ziyun couldn't use any sword moves even if he took another sword. , can only stab and chop, and can't hold on for long either.
Mu Ziyun had no choice but to abandon the idea of using weapons, and opened his two flaming claws to grab Zuo Zhiwei's throat.
Zuo Zhiwei retreated again and again to block Mu Ziyun's claws, and was cut by the fire blade. His body was almost the same as the old Sword King of Bu Pu Sect a few days ago, covered with fresh scars, and there were even scars on his left shoulder and right leg. Being penetrated, sparks are rising at the moment.
"You kid! Why have you become stronger!" Zuo Zhiwei kicked Mu Ziyun away with all his strength, but was instantly stuck again. He thought to himself, Sun Qiji, an old thief, not only saved Mu Ziyun's life, he must also use By some means, Mu Ziyun became stronger. He felt that Mu Ziyun's aura was a little different from before.
Of course it will be different. Tianhe Sect's reshaping elixir allows people to relive their lifespan and body. A warrior's learning of martial arts inherently involves the theory of luck. The intensity of martial energy and the body's endurance will naturally change, and here During this period, those who take the elixir will re-understand their own skills, and they will have more or less enlightenment and perfection.
Mu Ziyun had strengthened a lot. He figured out this move in order to restrain Zuo Zhiwei's Soul Reaping. Since the flames couldn't keep up with Zuo Zhiwei's speed at a distance, he had to fight in close quarters. The energy is isolated, so Mu Ziyun only needs to use the fire claw to hit Zuo Zhiwei's soul-catching hand, and then use the fire blade beside the claw to attack independently. At such a close distance, no matter how fast Zuo Zhiwei retreats, it will be too late.
"Fuck!" The long-legged old monster saw Zuo Zhiwei's dire situation and shouted loudly: "What are you waiting for? Use that move!"
"That move?" Mu Ziyun immediately stepped back more than ten steps and looked at Zuo Zhiwei warily.
The strange thing is that Zuo Zhiwei's face suddenly became unnatural. His eyes seemed to be panicking. He didn't look at the old monster and said, "No, I can deal with him!"
"We shouldn't fight for a long time! Use that move to kill him quickly! Quick! This is an order!"
Zuo Zhiwei's face became even more strange, and he frowned and said angrily: "I said I don't need to! The leader said that I am the commander of this battle, I don't need anyone else to give orders!"
"You!" The old monster looked at Zuo Zhiwei very puzzledly and thought to himself. In the past, he was very happy to use that move. Because of the huge consumption, the sect has not allowed him to use it. Now is a good opportunity. He actually Why would you rather be tortured than use a trick? Is it because you are used to carrying souls and are reluctant to get rid of them?
This old monster doesn't know that Zuo Zhiwei is really inseparable from the soul harvester in his hand.
