On the street, looking at Suzaku standing peacefully, Cao Jin's face turned ugly.
Baidi City is the center of the dynasty, the place where the Kyushu's luck gathers. The power of luck is the most majestic and pure. After he mobilized the power of luck in his body, a golden light quickly covered his whole body, and his aura was already faintly overwhelming that of Suzaku. .
"A run-down cultivator family actually has such a foundation..." Cao Jin squinted his eyes, looking at the mask on his face and the thorns on his hands, and suddenly felt a little bit of regret and resentment towards Bai Hao.
Bai Hao has been in southern Xinjiang for so many years, and he must know more than a little bit about Hidden Valley, but he has never said before that Hidden Valley already has masters in the mortal stage.
To keep a master in the mortal transformation stage with two magic weapons here, the power of luck must be very huge.
This was exactly what he didn't want.
The big reason why he previously chose to channel the mixed power of luck in Suzaku City to launch an attack, rather than consuming his own power of luck, was that if the power of luck in his body was exhausted, Without timely replenishment, he will become inferior to ordinary people and age rapidly until he dies.
Cao Jin's sudden silence gave Suzaku a rare time to adjust. He activated his Taoist soldiers twice in a row, which consumed a lot of energy. She looked at Huaifenghua, who had disappeared, and hummed in her heart: "In the end, It’s not like you have to rely on me.”
On the long street, the aftermath of the head-on confrontation was still spreading to the surrounding darkness, and the silence between the two only lasted a moment.
Suzaku seemed to be still in a trance. This was an excellent opportunity for Cao Jin. A cold and determined look flashed in his eyes. He raised the Zhenguo Sword in his right hand in front of him. He scratched his middle finger with his left thumb and touched the sword with his fingertips, creating a golden streak. The shadow of the sword broke away from the sword body in an instant and rushed towards Gao Tian.
Cao Jin's face turned pale.
When Zhuque saw Cao Jin, who suddenly turned pale, her heart palpitated, she subconsciously turned sideways, and a deep wound appeared directly on her left shoulder. Countless voices of sadness or joy instantly made hysterical shouts in her heart. The flow of Qi that was flowing smoothly came to a standstill in an instant.
Cao Jin smiled and seized this opportunity. Xu's narrowed eyes suddenly opened wide. An attack seemed to come from another space, breaking through the barrier of the night and following the direction of his gaze. He looked into Suzaku's eyes.
Suzaku didn't see the specific appearance of this attack until this moment. It was a small sword as big as a thumb and made of gold. The power of luck contained in it was several times stronger than the previous attack.
Suzaku subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and forcefully raised his Qi machine. He groaned, and when it was too late to move, he poured all his Qi into the mask.
The golden sword had already hit the crimson mask, and a startling scream suddenly resounded through the night sky. The crimson lines on the mask dimmed a bit, and a lifelike fire sparrow spread its wings, blocking the scene. Tao Qi Luck attacked, and a huge shock wave spread instantly. Suzaku was the first to bear the brunt, and his whole body flew upside down in the air.
"Hmph! We don't believe that this Taoist soldier can save you again!"
Cao Jin repeated his old trick, swiping his bloody fingertips on the Zhenguo Sword, and a small golden sword, slightly inferior to the one before, cut through the sky with a bang, and shot towards Suzaku without any pretense.
The breath of vitality that Suzaku forcibly brought up was already poured into the mask. Facing this menacing second small sword, she was in the air. After prejudgment, she could only block the Suzaku thorn in her chest with a helpless expression. .
Cao Jin's snow-white long eyebrows fluttered slightly. The Zhenguo Sword also contained the power of luck and was the hub for him to communicate the power of luck between heaven and earth. His attack actually combined the power of luck from three parties. One piece The spirit soldiers will never be able to block this attack!
He seemed to have seen a great situation where a mortal master was defeated in his hands and left to his own devices. The way Cao Jin looked at Suzaku at this moment was the same as the way Bai Hao looked at Blood Eater.
"I didn't expect that I would be defeated here inexplicably."
Suzaku's eyes swayed, and even though there seemed to be countless voices nagging in her mind, she still maintained her clarity deep in her eyes, deciding that even if she had to bear the serious injury, she would make the other party pay an irreparable price.
boom--
The second golden sword hit the Suzaku thorn of the spirit soldier. Suzaku held it horizontally with one hand and pressed the palm of the other hand against the back of the thorn. A wisp of bright red blood fell on her neck along her smooth lower jaw.
Cao Jin looked at Suzaku's embarrassed appearance and raised his eyebrows, but he just happened to catch Suzaku's cold gaze looking at him.
His heart skipped a beat, and he felt irrepressible anger at this inexplicable warning sign. Seeing that although Zhuque's aura was much weaker, he was not completely defeated yet, he snorted coldly, flew to the top of Suzaku's head, and struck with his sword. Come down.
Suzaku's eyes were full of ruthless sword tactics, and she silently recited a difficult formula. The majestic energy in her body poured into the mask again, and she heard only a chirp. The mask she had been wearing on her face broke away for the first time, and flew directly to Cao Jin!
Poof——
A stream of blood floated in the air. Murong Jing looked at the red stream of light flying towards Cao Jin, with a satisfied smile on her bleeding mouth: "I lost, and you didn't win either!"
Cao Jin's face changed drastically. This girl finally managed to get Zhou Zhen's anger. She didn't want to block his attack, but she dared to attack him first!
Facing the attack from the Taoist soldiers, the sword that originally struck Suzaku could only change its direction temporarily, and struck the mask with the sword.
Something unexpected happened!
Although the Zhenguo Sword is not a magic weapon, it has been nourished by luck over the years, and its quality is actually among the Taoist weapons. It stands to reason that when a magic weapon of the same level hits the mask, the mask that is out of the owner's control will be directly knocked away, but with a bang After the impact, the mask under the sword trembled, and a fire bird the size of a fist flew out from the red light. This fire bird was more real than ever before. Not only was it lifelike, but it also tilted its head to look at Cao Jin. His eyes were filled with anthropomorphic anger.
The unique weapon soul attack of Tao soldiers!
When Cao Jin saw the fire bird, he immediately realized how powerful it was. He cursed the red bird in his heart for being so cruel. The golden light on his body shone brightly and he shot into the distance without any hesitation.
"Uh-huh——"
A mouthful of blood spread across Murong Jing's white chin. The spirit weapon in her hand lost the support of her true energy. Under the impact of the golden sword, it bloomed with the last trace of red light, trembling slightly, as if sending a trace of light to its owner. Screaming, her whole body hit the ground heavily.
"What a pity..."
Looking at the red fire shadow chasing towards the distant night, Murong Jing felt a little regretful in her eyes.
The Murong family has records that her Taoist weapon was fused with a divine soul from the first generation descendant of the sacred beast Suzaku during the refining process, and its power is even higher than that of ordinary Taoist weapons.
After so many years of cultivation, her Taoist weapon has possessed a relatively complete power of law - body burning.
If they were hit by the fire sparrow, which looked no bigger than a fist, the monks below the mortal stage would directly end up with their bodies collapsing and dying. Even if they were mortals like her, they would suffer real heavy injuries.
What's a pity is that she acted in a hurry just now, and this forbidden attack was only about 70% of its peak power.
With a bang, Murong Jing hit the ground heavily, and little bits of blood fell on her fair face, like plum blossoms in the snow.
The second small golden sword had only lost 30% of its strength in the struggle with the spiritual soldiers, and now it had all rushed into her body.
Now, not only could she hear voices full of desires that seemed to be ringing in her ears, but even with her eyes closed, she seemed to see countless blurry figures.
The power of luck was eroding her foundation bit by bit.
What's even more troublesome is that she just mobilized the power of law in the Taoist soldiers to let the mask break away from the body and take the initiative to attack. It was actually a forbidden technique. Even if she was kept warm for many years, she directly lost 10% of her essence and blood, not to mention the follow-up. The power of luck quickly spreads to the backlash throughout the body.
Murong Jing panted lightly, breathing in the cool air in the late night, feeling the warmth of the blood on her cheeks, frowning, closing her eyes, but burst out laughing.
Because she heard a scream in the distance.
Cao Jin, who had lost an arm, lifted up his mask with the Zhenguo Sword, floated in the air, and looked down at the woman lying on the ground. After being freed from anger, only absolute calm remained.
He has been accompanying the dynasty's destiny for many years, and he never thought that such a day would come. Looking at Murong Jing, whose face was covered in blood and still couldn't conceal her stunning look, there was absolute murderous intent in his eyes.
Murong Jing opened her eyes without looking at Cao Jin. Her eyes fell on the mask with extremely dim red lines, and she felt indescribable relief in her heart.
If you die like this, it doesn't really matter, this world is quite boring anyway.
Those noisy voices and ethereal figures quickly disappeared at this moment, and Murong Jing closed her eyes in contentment.
Cao Jin snorted coldly. In order to block her crazy attack, he not only lost an arm, but also lost half of the power of luck in his body. Seeing her suddenly accepting her fate, Cao Jing did not intend to end it so easily. She said coldly: "The blood food in the mortal stage must be good for Bai Hao. I will watch him eat you bit by bit."
Cao Jin's eyes fell on Murong Jing's arm, and his hatred was fully displayed. Under his sword, a sword energy formed by luck struck straight at Murong Jing's arm.
"Dog thief!"
A loud shout suddenly sounded in the night.
For Mu Qing, the time from feeling the power of luck to breaking out of the prison was less than half a stick of incense. He obviously did not expect such a scene when he came out.
He didn't even have time to see clearly who was lying on the ground. With a fierce look on his face, he stood directly in front of the sword energy.
"Um?"
Cao Jin looked at Mu Qing who suddenly appeared, and his resentment towards Bai Hao grew crazily at this moment. He no longer cared about eating blood or not. When he moved the Zhenguo Sword in his hand, he moved the sword energy several times more powerful, almost the same as before. The sword energy rushed towards Mu Qing's head.
"Get out of the way!"
Mu Qing listened to Murong Jing's feeble voice, his face filled with coldness, and he directly faced the two sword energy.
