I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Facing the siege of three people with tacit cooperation, Luo Beian looked calm. He slapped his storage bag and a human-shaped puppet was summoned. Luo Beian pointed at the skinny monk with one hand.

The puppet figure flashed and rushed towards the skinny monk to fight with him...

One man and one sword fought against three people.

The old monk, who was in the middle stage of the Saint Realm, slapped Luo Beian with his palm like thunderbolt, and the whistling wind of his palm was faintly accompanied by thunder and lightning. Luo Beian laughed loudly and slashed with his sword in his backhand. The sword light flowed like a cold wind! The collision of the palm and the sword instantly blew the surrounding boulders into pieces!

The old monk became more and more frightened as he fought. Luo Beian only had one sword technique, and it was this one move that gave him a headache.

The sword energy was extremely overbearing. After dozens of moves, a trace of sword energy penetrated into his body every time, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. While responding to the sword moves, he turned his head and looked at his two junior brothers.

The second brother was entangled by the green flying sword and couldn't get away for a while, and the third brother was entangled by the strange puppet that Luo Beian had just thrown out of the storage bag. Neither of them could help him.

"Haha, old bald donkey! If you have any tricks up your sleeve, use them now, or you won't have a chance!"

Veins on the old monk's forehead bulged when he heard this. The three brothers had never been so embarrassed since their debut!

After a moment of mental struggle, he gritted his teeth and deliberately took a solid hit from Luo Beian's sword with his body, then used the force to retreat a distance and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Beian naturally would not miss this opportunity. He took a step forward and his figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the old monk!

The old monk put his hand on the storage bag, smiled grimly with blood on his mouth.

"Luo Beian! You can rest assured that you can die in the hands of my baby!"

After saying that, a talisman emitting a dazzling blue light instantly shot out from his storage bag towards the flying Luo Beian!

The second and third brothers were all shocked when they saw this scene! The talisman of the eldest brother was obtained by them when they accidentally entered the ancient tomb when they just started practicing. There were two secret books, a staff, and a talisman emitting blue light in the ancient tomb. The talisman was the most powerful and helped them survive several life-threatening disasters... However, this talisman was a consumable. The spiritual light on its surface would dissipate after it was used once...

Luo Beian was secretly surprised when he saw the talisman with electric arcs on the surface shooting towards him like a flying sword. The spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the talisman were far beyond his own cultivation level!

Luo Beian's figure stopped in the air and he looked at the talisman that was shooting towards him with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his left hand to grab the hilt, changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, and raised the sword high above his head! Then an inexplicable aura spread from the sword body to all directions. The old monk was shocked when he felt this abnormal aura.

"This aura is actually comparable to that of the Great Perfection of the Saint Realm! Impossible! You, a beginner in the Saint Realm, cannot possibly have the aura of the Great Perfection of the Saint Realm! Haha, you are just putting on airs! Die!"

As the blue talisman got closer and closer to Luo Beian, the electric arcs on its surface flashed brighter and brighter, and there was a faint sound of thunder!

Luo Beian raised his sword with both hands and took a deep breath. The Qi flowing slowly on the surface of the sword condensed! A cold light flashed in Luo Beian's eyes, and the whole battlefield seemed to have entered a cold winter. With the arrival of the talisman, Luo Beian slashed with his sword! The air of the whole battlefield condensed! Then he shouted loudly.

"Give it to me! Chop it!"

In an instant! The horrific explosion caused by the collision of the sword light and the talisman swept the battlefield clean!

The two monks who were entangled by Luo Beian's flying sword and puppet were also affected. They cried miserably...