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"I believe you. Friends of the road, before Shen Luo used the ink soul pen and the Qingtian inkstone to exchange three golden arrows and the blue sea ray with me. I think he did something with the ink soul pen and the Qingtian inkstone. Only then can we perceive us in advance.”

"That's right, it must be like this." Master Wan Shui was overjoyed and said immediately.

"Forget it, forget it, if you think so, then it is so." Shen Luo waved his hand casually and said.

His indifferent attitude made Che Qingtian raise his brows and became suspicious again.

Chapter 1610 Killing Heart

"Speaking of which, how did you chase here?" Shen Luo asked suddenly at this moment.

"Then I would like to thank you for your Qingtian Inkstone and Black Soul Brush. If it weren't for the power of the void in these two treasures, we wouldn't be able to forcefully activate the teleportation circle at the last moment." Yan Lie said with a smile.

"In that case, how can I be regarded as the savior of the two of you... But it seems that you don't seem to want to repay your kindness?" Shen Luo raised his brows and said.

"Benefactor? Hehe, Fellow Daoist Shen is really good at joking. Now that the three of us have formed an alliance, if you are sensible, you can capture them without a fight. Maybe you can save your life and save us from wasting mana." Master Wanshui said first.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Shui, your acting is too full. If you continue to act like this, I will take it seriously." Shen Luo rolled his eyes and said pretending to be helpless.

Master Wan Shui laughed angrily, "What's the point of doing such tricks at this time?"

He said this, but he was actually worried that the other two would misunderstand him, so he took the lead and attacked Shen Luo and the other two.

I saw the aura flashing on the cloud-chasing electric boots under his feet, and his figure instantly turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

With a flash of Shen Luo's eyes, the Ghost Eyes of the Netherworld had already been functioning, and he stepped out with oblique moon steps, twisted his body, dodged from the side lightly, and passed by Master Wan Shui.

He had already held a Chunyang Flying Sword in his palm, and swept towards Master Wanshui.

Master Wan Shui also seemed to be too fast, and he couldn't dodge for a while, and was cut off by Shen Luo's sword.

However, although his body was severed by a sword, there was no trace of blood splashing on the wound, instead, his body twisted and changed, and collapsed like water waves and smoke.

"The phantom of the water moon..." Nie Caizhu murmured softly.

But Shen Luo suddenly yelled: "Caizhu, be careful."

At this time, a figure suddenly flashed from behind Nie Caizhu, it was the real Wan Shui.

He pretended to attack Shen Luo, using illusion as a cover, but in fact he went straight to Nie Caizhu.

"Hmph, it's late..." Master Wan Shui shouted loudly.

A golden light suddenly appeared in his hands, and he was holding the golden dragon scissors and strangled Nie Caizhu's neck.

When Nie Caizhu found out that he had cast the "Water Moon Illusion", his hands had already formed seals. At this moment, there was no need to look back, and the hairband tied behind his head burst into a magic weapon.

Immediately, the Wanli Juanyun stretched out, entwined directly along the golden dragon's scissors, and went straight to the neck of Wanshui Zhenren like a spirit snake.

Master Wan Shui didn't panic at all, the golden dragon scissors in his hand still strangled down with all his strength, and at the same time, a slender yellow light shot out from his waist, hitting his chest.

Just before the thousand li cirrus cloud was about to engulf his neck, a simple yellow copper coin flew out of the slender yellow light and hit it first.

The spiritual light of the magic weapon shrouded in the thousands of miles of cirrus clouds suddenly dissipated, and it hung down like silk.

"Die."

Master Wanshui's golden scissors flickered, and they strangled together in an instant.

Where the golden light fell, a strand of black hair snapped and fell in the air. As for Nie Caizhu, she had already pushed the flat-step Qingyun boots under her feet and left in a flash.

Seeing this posture, Che Qingtian finally felt relieved of Wan Shui.

Shen Luo had already come to Nie Caizhu, stood with her back facing her, and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, but it's a pity that I lost a magic weapon in the first fight." Nie Caizhu shook her head and said.

"It's okay. I'll just bring it back later." Shen Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was quite calm, but Nie Caizhu didn't know that his gaze at Master Wan Shui had become extremely cold at this moment, as if he was looking at a dead body .

Master Wan Shui put the Wanli Juanyun into his sleeve, felt Shen Luo's gaze, and couldn't help but feel a shivers down his spine. He hurriedly greeted the other two, "Daoyou, Yan Lie, what are you still looking at, let's do it together."

Hearing this, Yan Lie nodded, didn't say anything, just took out the dust-free fan from his sleeve and held it in his hand.

"Don't worry, the two of them will die today." Che Qingtian also took out an octagonal box from his sleeve.

"Why do they still have magic weapons in their hands? Could it be that they can still open the storage magic weapon?" Shen Luo couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when he saw it in his eyes.

However, considering that they all took out magic weapons from their sleeves instead of summoning them casually, they felt that this was not the case.

In fact, the reason why Yan Lie and Master Wan Shui had magic weapons was because they had taken out several magic weapons to deal with the accidents during the previous teleportation, so they all carried them close to their bodies and did not store them in magic weapons.

As for Che Qingtian, there were quite a few Yanjias that he carried with him.

At this time, I saw Che Qingtian raised his hand and waved, the octagonal box immediately fell to the ground, the pattern on the lid flickered, and it opened with a "pop".

Immediately afterwards, a black light lit up, and a tall and burly pitch-black Yanjia jumped out of it.

Its appearance resembled a warrior wearing armor, but what appeared between the gaps in the armor were bright red muscle layers, and some even extended beyond the gaps in the armor to cover the armor.

It looked like flesh and armor had grown together.

"Shen Luo, you are also proficient in Yanjia, how about trying my Blood Wheel King Yanjia?" Che Qingtian sneered.

As soon as his voice fell, the tall black armor rushed towards Shen Luo, the speed did not seem fast, but the black long knife in his hand was shining with black light, which looked very impressive.

In this world, tossing and moving are all restricted, and no one dares to fly high at will, for fear of accidentally flying too high, rushing into the barrier above, and being obliterated by the invisible force of restraint.

In order to protect Nie Caizhu, Shen Luo fixed his eyes and had no intention of dodging. He stepped forward and changed his one-handed sword to two-handed sword.

Not to be outdone, Xuelun Wang Yanjia swung his knife and slashed down.

The black sword light and the scarlet sword aura each brought out two afterimages in midair, as if two charge flags collided together.

"Zheng" a sharp cry!

The blades and swords collided, and the huge impact wave burst immediately, turning into two wind walls whistling and rolling out.

The black long knife collided with the red long sword, making sharp noises, and no one took a step back. In terms of strength alone, it was a tie.

The two were still wrestling on one side, and the other side suddenly roared with wind, but Yan Lie had also joined in, waving the Wuchen fan in his hand, and the wind blades were cutting towards Shen Luo's side.

Shen Luo was also unequivocal, and raised his other hand towards him, a fire ignited in his palm, and the three Chunyang flying swords pierced through the air at the same time, heading straight for the wind blade.

The three long swords are the horns of each other, and they come out with each other, all of them emit sharp sword sounds, and the sword lights all over the body, shooting out flames, rushing towards Yan Lie like a rain of meteors and fire.

The flaming sword light collided with the wind blades all over the sky, and bursts of violent roar erupted.

The powerful cutting power of the dust-free fan smashed all the sword lights into flames and dust until they disappeared.

However, after the fire rain, there were three whistles.

An incomparably blazing heat wave rolled up, and the three Golden Crow Sword Spirits appeared together and rushed towards Yan Lie fiercely.

Chapter 1611 Confrontation

Yan Lie's perception of flames was very keen, and he immediately realized that the three sword spirit Golden Crows in front of him were definitely not fictitious objects transformed by flames, but real Golden Crow spirits, so naturally he didn't dare to be careless.

He waved the dust-free fan in his hand one after another, mana in his body continuously poured into the fan, and the rolled-up blade also went straight to the three-legged Golden Crow Sword Spirit.

However, the Golden Crow who turned into a sword spirit was far more flexible and quicker than the flying sword. He waved his wings and dodged the sharp edge, and rushed straight towards Yan Lie.

At this moment, a slender yellow light came in an instant again, hitting one of the Golden Crow Sword Spirits.

The Golden Crow Sword Spirit had just avoided the blow of the wind blade, and didn't notice the approaching of the falling treasure money at all. When it was hit with a "dang", it seemed as if its spiritual power had been drained in an instant, and the flames were all drawn back.

The main body of the flying sword was revealed, and the golden light on the surface also dissipated, falling to the ground like ordinary iron.

However, after shooting down a flying sword, the falling treasure coin did not fly back, but instead jumped towards another Golden Crow Sword Spirit by the force of the collision, which was even faster than hitting the first flying sword. Sword is faster.

Just as the Golden Crow Sword Spirit was about to be hit, suddenly a beam of colored light swept across, just blocking the side of the Golden Crow Sword Spirit, intercepting it.

The other two Golden Crow Sword Spirits took the opportunity to fly out obliquely, one left and one right rushed towards Yan Lie.

Yan Lie subconsciously wanted to dodge in the air, but he quickly dissuaded himself. At this moment, if he wanted to resist with the dust-free fan, it would be too late.

The moment the two Golden Crow Sword Spirits approached, they waved their wings at the same time, and the Golden Crow True Fire erupted from their bodies, turning into two miniature scorching suns and colliding with each other.

The power of this blow was really not light, and Yan Lie felt the threat instantly.

At the critical moment, he put the dust-free fan in his sleeve, and called out the Qingtian Inkstone and Mohun Brush from his left and right hands respectively, and the two interlaced each other in front of his body, and at the same time, they were infused with mana and urged to move.

The two magic weapons interacted with each other, and once again displayed the power of space, they forcibly tore a hole in the void in front of him, just waiting for the two Golden Crow Sword Spirits to fall into it.

It's a pity that these two magic weapons were used too frequently during this period of time, and the power of the void inside them was consumed too much. The torn space rift only lasted for a moment before collapsing and disappearing.

However, the spatial ripples it brought up just happened to distort the void in front of Yan Lie. Seeing that the two golden fireballs had rushed to the front, they were deflected by this force and flew out left and right.

In the rear, Luobao money was smashed into the colorful streamer, and was immediately caught in it.

Immortal Wan Shui glanced over, but saw that Nie Caizhu was holding Nine Heavens Immortal Silk in her forehand, blocking him, stopping him.

Nie Caizhu held the Nine Heavens Fairy Silk in her hand, and immediately felt a strange restraining force coming from Luobao Qian, trying to cut off the connection between her and the fairy silk.

It's just that Jiutian Xianling is not controlled outside, but held in her hands, so it is naturally difficult to break for a while.

After a stalemate between the two, it was Luo Baoqian who lost the upper hand.

"Come back to me..."

Seeing this, Master Wan Shui had no choice but to push with all his strength, and the golden light immediately rippled on the Luobao coin, and his two wings waved extremely fast, finally breaking free from the shackles of the fairy silk, and escaped.

But following Luo Bao Qian, there is Nie Caizhu.

She has a light and nimble figure, and with the flat step Qingyun boots, her speed is as fast as lightning, and she rushed to the real Wanshui almost instantly.

With a flick of the Nine Heavens Immortal Ribbon in his hand, a stream of multicolored clouds rolled over and bundled it around the waist of Master Wanshui.

Immediately, Master Wan Shui was dragged by her waist, and rushed towards her involuntarily.

At this time, Nie Caizhu held the Yuan Devouring Magic Wand with one free hand, and stabbed at the real Wanshui directly.

Master Wan Shui held the golden dragon double scissors tightly in both hands, faced the Yuan Devouring Magic Wand and cut it vigorously, and the two slashing golden lights immediately flew out alternately, hitting the Yuan Devouring Magic Wand.

The huge force of the impact knocked Nie Caizhu back, but she barely stopped before pushing her up again.

Seeing this, Master Wan Shui complained incessantly.

He only knew that Shen Luo was a stubble, so he took the initiative to find Nie Caizhu, and wanted to leave the tough bones to Yan Lie and Che Qingtian to chew on, so that he could preserve his strength.

But I didn't expect that Nie Caizhu's strength was so tyrannical. The most important thing is, how could she, a seemingly weak woman, have such a strong physique and such a swift movement?

On the other side, Shen Luo was swinging his sword to repel the attack of Xuelun Wang Yanjia. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Nie Caizhu's side, and then waved his hand again, and seven pure Yang flying swords appeared behind him, guarding him. his back.

At this moment, the two flying swords containing the spirit of the Golden Crow that were released to attack Yan Lie just now flew back again, and they did not forget to bring back the previous flying sword that was knocked down by Luo Baoqin.

As soon as Shen Luo grasped the dimly glowing Pure Yang Flying Sword, he only exerted his mana for a while, and the Golden Crow Sword Spirit echoed him within the sword body, and soon regained control of the Flying Sword.

At this time, the Blood Wheel Wang Yanjia controlled by Che Qingtian suddenly had strips of prints all over his body, and the muscles in his two arms squirmed, and suddenly began to extend and lengthen, and soon reached twice the original length.

It held a black scimitar in each hand, and swung it towards Shen Luo.

"huhu"

Two winds sounded, black scimitars staggered towards him, Shen Luo raised his sword to block it, and rushed towards Xuelun Wang Yanjia with a dash.

But before he got close, there was a whistling wind behind him, and the black scimitar had already turned back, attacking him.

Shen Luo didn't look back, just raised his finger lightly, and a flying sword rushed out behind him, blocking the blade's edge.

Only in the blink of an eye, Shen Luo had already arrived in front of Xuelun Wang Yanjia, and the Chunyang Feijian in his hand stabbed straight towards his chest.

At this time, I saw that Xuelun Wang Yanjia didn't dodge at all, but straightened his chest to meet the sword's edge.

While Shen Luo was surprised, he saw his chest sinking in, and a bloody vortex emerged inside, strands of muscles and muscles intertwined, actively wrapped around the edge of the Chunyang Feijian, and directed it towards the gully in his chest Pulled in.

At the same time, Xuelun Wang Yanjia's chest split further, and the sternum was broken from the middle and divided to the two sides, like a mouth that swallowed blood, and devoured towards Shen Luo.

Seeing this, Shen Luo sneered.

With a thought in his mind, the flames of the Chunyang Flying Sword suddenly burst into flames, and the Suzaku Sword Spirit spread its wings, and the scorching temperature surged out with the crimson flames, as if it was about to burn the Yanjia.

However, the moment Suzaku appeared, Shen Luo suddenly became vigilant. Che Qingtian and the others knew their own methods, and naturally they also knew the existence of Suzaku Sword Spirit, so they would never be so careless.

Sure enough, just as Suzaku showed its supernatural power and released the pure Yang flame, the bloody vortex also spun crazily, directly pulling the raging flame and devouring it inside.

Even Suzaku Sword Spirit couldn't hold on, and looked like he was about to sink in.

Chapter 1612

Shen Luo was shocked, and immediately recalled the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit, but at this time, the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit was already entangled by the strange power released from the bloody vortex, and it was not as simple as getting out if he wanted to.

Seeing this, Shen Luo had no choice but to pinch the sword formula together and shout loudly.