744: C744 The Bloody Battle

C744 The Bloody Battle

North Dragon Feather, Black Rakshasa, White Yaksha, three at the front.

Their faces were expressionless, but their eyes were filled with determination to fight to the death.

North Dragon Feather knew that these two elders were determined to stay and not leave, so she simply said:

"The other side is also three people. They have a very special ability. They don't even need to look to be able to sense our every move. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you when the battle starts. But you must try your best to drag the other two. If I can kill one with my life on the line... Maybe we still have a chance. "

Hei Luosha let out a hollow laugh and extended a withered palm from his wide black sleeve. She said: "The young lord has taught us a lot of things, as well as powerful black magic, white magic. We can't kill them, but we should be able to keep them busy"

The Yaksha had always been quiet. Now, he only nodded. With a wave of his sleeve, a white fog slowly enveloped his body. His figure slowly disappeared, faintly discernible in the white fog.

The Black Rakshasa also turned her body and turned into a ghost. Her body directly disappeared, leaving only her wide black robe, which was also filled with black smoke.

When Bei Longyu saw this, he was slightly surprised. He really had no idea where Su Yeh had learned the Dao Art and passed it to the Black and White Elders. Seeing the shape of the Black and White Elders, Bei Longyu felt a little more confident.

She waited patiently. The three Sword Souls in front of her were crushing the heaven and earth. Suddenly, they stopped. It was obvious that the other party had already noticed them.

Amidst the rolling clouds, three figures slowly revealed themselves.

Judging from their attire, they were the cultivators of the Lin Tian Holy Land. They held long swords in their hands, and their eyes were like torches. They looked like six strange gems in the clouds.

The most shocking thing was that above their heads, a huge Sword Soul was floating.

In the world of cultivators, this was called the "Sword Eye of the Void." This was a Sword Eye that a sword cultivator could comprehend after stepping into the Void Martial Stage and the Nether Realm. The first level was merely able to manifest the appearance of a Sword Soul.

This sort of Sword Soul. "It was unknown how many levels the Void Sword Eye had, but as the sword cultivator continued to improve his cultivation, this [Void Sword Eye] will also change, and when it becomes strong, a huge blood-red eye would appear in the air, and wherever the Sword Eye saw... If it wasn't an immortal sword, the divine sword wouldn't dare to leave its sheath.

At this moment, if Su Yeh was here, he would be able to recognize these three cultivators with a single glance. They were the three that he had seen before. Back then, Su Yeh had rushed to the spirit garden. These three cultivators had already jumped into the gap in the plane.

Although these three sword cultivators were also injured by the Axe Intent in the plane gap, and a portion of their sea of consciousness had been shattered, they had at least preserved a large portion of their cultivation strength.

Originally, they didn't dare to act rashly, and only dared to step out step by step. Then, they discovered Wei Hang's Yuan Shen that had escaped, and they were being chased by a group of native warriors.

The three of them discussed and killed their way out on the spot.

At this moment.

The three sword cultivators in front swept out their divine sense, and a dignified voice shouted:

"Are you waiting to submit to us? With your talent, you aren't even qualified to be a servant in our Holy Land"

Bei Longyu communicated with the Divine Cauldron in her body and raised her perception to the maximum. She shouted from afar, "This Catacombs is Huaxia's territory. Whether you're immortals or demons, you're forbidden to take half a step in."

The Black and White Elders shared a common enemy. Their low voices rang out.

"Up ahead in Huaxia, immortals and devils are forbidden from entering!"

When these words were shouted out, although their imposing manner was strong, it did not deter the three sword cultivators at all. Their cultivation levels were at the third level of the Nether Realm, fifth level, and fifth level.

If one were to look at their cultivation base, they were even stronger than Su Yeh.

"A frog at the bottom of a well, what a big tone!"

The sword cultivator in front of them let out a cold snort, and with a loud bang, a sword light that could split the sky swept towards them.

Bei Longyu's pupils constricted. The Xuanji Umbrella in his hand opened with a whoosh. The Eight Trigrams Formation on the umbrella leaf lit up, and suddenly, there was a loud rumble. She felt a pain in her hands and was unable to withstand such a terrifying sword beam. Her entire body flew out with a loud bang.

She even believed that if it weren't for the Xuanji Umbrella, her body would have been sliced in half.

She was sent flying in the air for more than a hundred meters before she managed to stabilize her body. When she swept her gaze over, she discovered that the black and white elders were still in a foggy state and nothing had happened. Instead, they swept forward from left to right.

When Northern Dragon Feather saw this, he circulated all of his cultivation and flew over. The Xuanji Umbrella in his hand closed midway. Like a spear, it tore through the void and stabbed out fiercely.

A terrifying spear light seemed to have substance as it pierced through.

When the three sword cultivators in front saw this, they let out surprised looks. Furthermore, as Bei Longyu's spear light tore through the air, the three of them instantly dodged.

"It's a cultivator!"

"It's a bit strange, don't get close!"

When Bei Longyu heard that, his heart sank. He didn't think that his opponent would say his advantage with just one sentence. She already had battle experience when she was fighting Wei Hang. She discovered that the various Dao Arts of these people from beyond the heavens were very powerful, but as long as they fought in close combat... The Dao techniques they relied on seemed to be unable to be used at full power.

This time, Northern Dragon Feather similarly used this method. As long as she could fight in close combat, she would be able to fight to the death.

But even more unexpected was that the other party's words would reveal her advantage.

Bang, bang, bang.

Before Northern Dragon Feather could get close, he suddenly felt a pain in his head. His eyes went black as if he couldn't see anything at all. She only had one eye left to see, and the other eye was white. After being poisoned by Mr. Jiang's poison, she did not recover at all.

She was shocked. Her whole body made a few cracking sounds, and the right rib bone made a cracking sound.

Buzz.

At the crucial moment, the sound of a divine cauldron rang in her mind, waking her up quite a bit.

The Xuanji Umbrella in her hand shot out with a swoosh. However, she did not see any enemy's figure. Her back was ruthlessly struck, and she spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

Bei Longyu's body fell with a whoosh. She did not expect the gap between her and these enemies to be so great. However, because of this mouthful of fresh blood, she felt a little better. The condensed blood finally began to flow.

With a sweep of her gaze, the entire world was already blood-red. It was unknown if blood had splashed into her eyes or if it had gushed out.

However, in an instant, she saw a green ray of light slashing out in front of her. She subconsciously moved her body to the side, and with a tearing sound, the terrifying sharp blade of sword light almost scraped her skin.

Ceng!

Northern Dragon Feather flipped his body and pointed out the Xuanji Umbrella in his hand once again.

Immediately following that, the Xuanji Umbrella suddenly opened up. The Eight Trigrams Array on the umbrella's leaves shone brightly. Her eyes looked blood-red, but following the Xuanji Umbrella, she could vaguely sense this world and also distinguish between friend and foe.

The Xuanji Umbrella was left behind by her ancestors. The compass in it was forged by Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang when they fought Chi You. In the past, Bei Longyu used the Xuanji Umbrella to go in different directions. It was common for them to march in the dark.

Now that she was in a desperate situation, it could also play a role.

He discovered that the Black and White Elders had each entangled two powerful enemies. For a moment, he did not know who would win or lose, but a strange sword soul hung above Northern Dragon Feather's head.

Bei Longyu knew that this thing was not hers. Now that a small sword soul was hanging on top of her head, it was definitely not a good thing.

She swept the Xuanji Umbrella above her head, but it was completely useless.

Then, she looked inside the Xuanji Umbrella. The umbrella's leaves were also an eight-trigram diagram. Suddenly, a spot lit up. It represented the location of a great danger.

Upon seeing this, Bei Longyu did not retreat. Instead, he advanced. The Xuanji Umbrella in his hand slashed forward. Clearly, he was going to fight with his life on the line.

Bang!

The Xuanji Umbrella suddenly seemed to have collided violently with something, and the recoil caused Bei Longyu's hands to feel pain. The space between his thumb and index finger split open, and fresh blood instantly dyed his hand.

Her head was buzzing at this moment. Suddenly, she heard a miserable cry in midair. The old voice should be from Black Rakshasa or White Yaksha.0

A white figure fell from the sky with a whoosh. It was the White Yaksha at first glance. The mist around him had disappeared. His face was pale.

Puff!

In the sky, a flying sword flew down and directly pierced through the body of the White Yaksha, bringing it along as it fell towards the ground. The Yaksha spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.

With a bang, the Yaksha crashed heavily onto the ground, blood dyeing his white robe red...

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