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"What the heck, a sword. No matter how powerful its owner is, it's just a sword. Is the Huanqing Giant Sword in my hand any worse than him?" Yan Beixun raised the Huanqing Giant Sword in his hand and said loudly .
Hearing what Yan Beixun said, everyone looked over, especially the demon hunters. They all looked at the Huanqing giant sword in Yan Beixun's hand.
"I am Yan Beixun, and my ancestor is Yan Chixia, the best demon hunter in the world! It's just an evil spirit. Come with me to find this evil spirit and kill it!" Yan Beixun yelled.
It has to be said that Yan Beixun looks careless, but he is a sensible person in his heart. When fighting evil spirits, the most taboo thing is fear. The more afraid he is, the more the small universe will explode. This is the plot in the movie, but in reality.
Just like this group of guys, each one was scared to the point of losing their courage. At this time, someone must stand up and make them believe that they can solve this evil spirit.
Sure enough, upon hearing that Yan Beixun was the descendant of Yan Chixia, and that the sword in his hand was the Huanqing giant sword of Yan Chixia, the former number one demon hunter, everyone immediately became energetic, and they all gathered around, one by one towards Yan Beixun. He handed over his hand and said something like "I have admired his name for a long time".
This group of guys is really decent. Under such circumstances, they can still come over and be polite.
Suddenly, the abandoned building trembled slightly. The cement floor in front of us exploded, and a knife rose up from below.
This knife was completely blood red, and looked very strange under the moonlight coming in from the window.
Suddenly, a Mr. Yin Yang who looked to be in his thirties walked forward and grabbed the magic knife with confused eyes.
The moment he grabbed the magic knife, his eyes turned blood red.
"No, this guy is controlled by the magic knife." Han Fengjiao shouted.
Yan Beixun glared at Han Fengjiao: "You can die if you don't tell me?"
After Han Fengjiao said this, her fighting spirit was aroused by Yan Beixun's words before, and she became intimidated again. They all stepped back hard, but there was a gate behind us and we couldn't retreat at all.
At this time, Yan Beixun took the Huanqing Giant Sword and said, "I'm scared of you."
After saying that, he rushed forward and slashed at Mr. Yin Yang who was controlled by the magic sword with the Huan Qing giant sword.
This magic sword looks a bit like a Tang sword, very slender. The man raised his hand to block Yan Beixun, and then kicked Yan Beixun in the chest. Yan Beixun took several steps back, panting.
"Be careful." After I said this to Han Fengjiao, I rushed up with the Sanqing Huayang Spear and stabbed this person in the face.
He moved incredibly fast, splitting the direction of the Sanqing Huayang Spear with one knife, and then stabbed me in the chest.
I had already prepared the Ying Yuan Lei Mansion Luck Talisman in my left hand. After dodging its strike, three talismans were thrown directly towards his chest. After the talisman was attached to his chest, I recited: "Supreme Ying Yuanzun, Rule the Thirty-Six Heavens, the nine heavens are universally transformed, and the realms of the ten directions are transformed, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, I'm here!"
boom!
The three talismans flashed with electric light and crackled in his chest, but this man acted as if nothing was wrong. Instead, he stretched out his hand to strangle my neck and stabbed me with a knife.
Yan Beixun kicked his knife away and then struck the man with his knife.
With a pop, the Huanqing giant sword chopped off the man's head.
The scene was extremely bloody, my head flew back, the hand that was holding me loosened its strength, and the magic knife fell to the ground.
Yan Beixun and I took the guy and struck at the magic knife at the same time.
But the magic knife flew towards the group of people behind us.
The group of people all stood together against the wall. The magic knife flew over and pierced seven or eight people to death, just like piercing a candied haws. The others saw that something was wrong and hid quickly. Han Fengjiao naturally also hid.
"Fuck, are you all pig-headed? This magic sword is not that powerful. Show your skills quickly." Yan Beixun roared.
"To be honest, if you really want to talk about it, there are probably half as many of the Yin Yang gentlemen here as I am.
"But it's one thing to practice high moral principles, and it's another thing to deal with evil spirits.
Those guys would not immediately bravely fight this magic sword just because Yan Beixun yelled.
In fact, this is a typical mentality of dead Taoist friends but poor Taoists. I always feel that there are so many people around me. Even if I die according to the chance, my chance is lower. At least it is always better than dying immediately.
Everyone has this mentality, and no one takes action. In this case, they can only let this magic knife kill them.
And Han Fengjiao ran behind me and Yan Beixun.
I am a little helpless, damn, these people are too afraid of death.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out that Zhang Tian is not a brainless character, but compared with this group of people, Zhang Tian is not brainless, but can be called brave and unparalleled.
"Haha, it is indeed a good baby."
Suddenly, five people jumped down from the second floor.
When I saw it, I saw a man missing the moon.
Cheng Hu actually brought someone here.
Cheng Hu smiled broadly at this time and glanced at me: "Little guy, this thing belongs to me, it's useless for you to take it, so stop thinking about it."
After saying that, he led four people and rushed towards the magic knife.
And the group of Mr. Yin Yang and the demon hunters who had been massacred by the magic knife also ran towards me and Yan Beixun as if they had been relieved.
Yan Beixun and I naturally have no interest in continuing to take action. Anyway, with Cheng Hu on our side, we can just watch the show.
Cheng Hu and the others were obviously well prepared. The five of them formed a strange seal and formed a circle, surrounding the magic knife in the middle. No matter how hard the magic knife flew, it could not fly out of the circle. Unable to get out, they formed seals with their hands and slowly approached.
Yan Beixun probably thought it was not chaotic enough at this time, so he shouted loudly: "Hey, if you keep hiding, they will take this magic knife away."
Just as Yan Beixun finished speaking, seven Taoist priests ran down the stairs on the second floor.
These Taoist priests look to be in their twenties, but their energy and energy are not comparable to those of the Yin-Yang gentlemen or the demon hunters behind me.
"Oh, the Seven Sons of Laoshan." Yan Beixun's eyes lit up.
I looked over curiously, and Yan Beixun explained: "These Laoshan Seven Sons are the seven most talented people among their peers in Laoshan. They were raised together since childhood. Their skills are not comparable to those of you who became a monk halfway. Moreover, these seven This guy knows a Big Dipper formation, and when these seven guys work together, their power cannot be underestimated."
After the seven people came down, they rushed straight to Cheng Hu. When Cheng Hu found out that another person was coming, he yelled, "Damn it, didn't you come earlier? Do you know how to pick up the slack?"
After saying that, Cheng Hu no longer cared about the magic knife.
"It's true that they are surrounding the Demon Sword now, but if they are surrounded by the Seven Sons of Laoshan, then they will be attacked from both sides, and it will be difficult for them not to die.
The five of them dispersed, and the magic knife tried to run away, flying towards the outside of the house.
And among the seven people, the one who looked to be the oldest, probably twenty-five years old, stretched out his hand and threw out a red net, which directly caught the magic knife. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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