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Sure enough, as the roar sounded again, several magic weapons attacked the four people in Moon Mountain, and most of the magic weapons were aimed at Ning Qiuxia.

Zhao Erxiao judged this from the trajectory of the magic weapon's flight.

Immediately, Zhao Erxiao stood directly in front of Ning Qiuxia. Ning Qiuxia heard the whistling sound and was about to raise her sword to attack the source of the sound, but at this critical moment, Zhao Erxiao actually stood in front of her.

Ning Qiuxia frowned slightly, she couldn't figure out why Zhao Erxiao blocked her.

After seven or eight magic weapons attacked in front of Zhao Erxiao, it turned out that Zhao Erxiao was trying to block these attacks for him.

Zhao Erxiao clumsy left and right, clenched the magic formula and let out a roar, the Spirit Slaying Sword flew up against the sky, collided with the yellow flying sword, small banner, black iron ring, black sword, and long spear in midair, There was a loud noise, each of them was shaken away, and then rushed forward to open it, and the other said that the small dark red flag that was chasing after him couldn't catch up, and hit the stone wall behind the place where he was standing just now with a bang, shattering. The stone flew randomly, actually punching a big hole in the stone wall.

At this time, the small flag was chasing back again, and it fell on the head. The gleaming tip of the flag was particularly eye-catching in the dark. Seeing its momentum, the ghostly aura around him, Zhao Erxiao didn't want to know that this weird magic weapon hit him. s consequence.

Zhao Erxiao snorted coldly, drew his hands down in the air, and the Soul-Slaying Sword moved at will, the cold light froze, the sword energy surged, and the Spirit-Slaying Sword quickly appeared on the top of his head and hit the small banner. With a muffled sound, a crack suddenly appeared on the fangs.

In the distance, there was a scream, full of pain and doubt.

Zhao Erxiao held the Spirit Killing Sword in his hand just now, but seeing the yellow flying sword and the black iron ring rushing towards him in a blink of an eye, Zhao Erxiao let out a loud shout, and the Spirit Killing Sword flew up. Qi permeated in front of Zhao Erxiao's body.After a while, the sword energy released by Zhao Erxiao surrounded him, and then the yellow flying sword and the black iron ring couldn't break through no matter how they collided.

Zhao Erxiao snorted coldly, and the sword energy around her frantically rushed in one direction. Ning Qiuxia, who was fighting with a small flag, frowned slightly when she saw that the place where Zhao Erxiao attacked was pitch black, and she couldn't see Zhao Erxiao Who is Erxiao attacking? At the same time, she was also extremely surprised by Zhao Erxiao's sword attack. How long has this junior been a beginner? Is he so strong now?
But the next moment, Ning Qiuxia knew that she still knew too little about Zhao Erxiao.

The position that Zhao Erxiao's sword qi attacked suddenly lit up with several rays of light, which were the rays of light emitted when the demon cultist used a defensive magic weapon to protect himself.

The sword energy slammed into the defensive shield light on the Demon Cult's monster, and the shield light only defended against a wave of attacks and then shattered like glass!
The faces of the demon disciples inside changed drastically. The moment the defensive magic weapon shattered, they spurted out a big mouthful of blood, but before they had time to think about it, the subsequent sword energy would tear their bodies apart. Standing there motionless, one by one fled in all directions, or the posture of the wild donkey rolling, or the posture of the black dog digging shit, but so many people only two escaped, and the rest even if they hid No matter how fast it was, it still left a dead body there.

Zhao Er snorted carefully, these immortal cultivators were only in the Qi refining stage, and they were vulnerable to their base-building stage players. It is also the so-called third-level immortal cultivator in this world, that is, the immortal cultivator in the middle stage of the foundation establishment period.

Two groups of lights lit up in front of Zhao Erxiao, and two figures gradually appeared. Zhao Erxiao sneered and rushed over.

In the light, the yellow flying sword and the small banner flew back to the hands of the two of them respectively, and the person on the left was holding the flying sword. It was a tall and thin man with a thin face, a hooked nose and small eyes, with black and white distinct eyes, shining fiercely; the person next to him But it was even weirder. When Zhao Erxiao took a look, he was immediately startled. He was quite tall, but he looked very strange, with lower eyelids, a protruding nose, upward ears, bright red lips, and a tongue. It looked quite long, and he stretched out his mouth from time to time. This man was actually wearing a black robe. At this time, the small flag flew back to his hand, and he took out a mirror. The mirror dripped under the urging of his mana. spinning around him.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of fierceness from each other. After exchanging glances, the flying sword in their hands lit up again, and they attacked Zhao Erxiao in unison.

Zhao Erxiao looked at the two with a smile that was not a smile, and slashed out with a sword, and a sword qi slashed out, and aimed straight at the ugly black Taoist robed man who was using a small banner among the two.

The two sacrificed their defensive magic weapon to protect themselves while dodging, the sword aura fell on the ground where they were standing before, cutting a long and narrow gap, sand and gravel splashed and dust flew up for a while.

At the same time, there was a scream from the back of the cave, the flying sword flickered, and a man in black fell out of the darkness, his face was covered with blood, and he struggled a few times underground, apparently dead.

Lei Jun held the sword in his right hand and the sky mirror in his left hand. He landed on the ground with a slam, and then jumped up again. While his body flickered, he found another disciple of the Devil's Cult.

The sword in Ning Qiuxia's hand is a top-grade magic weapon, and even though Ning Qiuxia is a woman, she has always had a unique understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

On the other hand, Huang Lele's side is relatively well-behaved. Huang Lele was born in the Moon Mountain, and his parents knew that he was going to go out to perform tasks. Naturally, this precious son gave him all kinds of treasures. These Demon Sect disciples couldn't help him for a while.

Zhao Erxiao fiercely swung his sword again, and the sword qi slashed towards the two people facing him. Those two knew that Zhao Erxiao was powerful, so they didn't dare to meet him head-on. Dare to let a sword cultivator like Zhao Erxiao approach him, his martial arts are simply at the peak, and the flying sword magic weapon in his hand is also extremely powerful. They really can't figure out why there are such powerful Moon Mountain disciples, but they don't care about it at all. Knowing this person's information, they have the urge to scold her mother for a while, but they really can't help them to do so now that life and death are at stake.

Zhao Erxiao doesn't intend to expose more combat power. Although he can quickly kill the two beasts, he still plans to take his time. It can be regarded as honing his body skills and checking the shortcomings of his body skills. let's go.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Erxiao dealt with the two demons like this, but in Ning Qiuxia's eyes, it seemed that Zhao Erxiao was suppressed by those two demons, and Zhao Erxiao couldn't attack those two people at all.

Just as Zhao Erxiao was sharpening his body skills, suddenly there was a clear howling sound from behind, and among the various lights in the darkness, brilliant blue rays of light suddenly lit up, dazzling and brilliant, immediately catching him All the brilliance has been suppressed.In the blue light, I saw Xuelong floating in the air, and behind Xuelongjian in the mid-air, Ning Qiuxia stood in the air with peerless grace, her clothes fluttered and fluttered with the wind.