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Chapter 1386 Qin Yang makes a move!

The battle was extremely intense.

No one expected that after the arrival of the Immortal Realm, the Shura Banshee did not back down or compromise at all, but confronted the six immortals forcefully, which made the monks watching the battle extremely desperate.

Although the strength of those immortals has been limited after they came to the ancient martial arts world, they are still among the top ranks of ancient martial arts masters.

The Shura banshee fought fiercely with them with [-]% strength, but she still has not lost the wind, which is shocking enough.

boom--

There was another violent explosion.

The thousands of feet of ground trembled slightly, and a huge deep pit appeared, and the surrounding cracks slowly opened like spider webs. The whole ground was like a riverbed after a drought, especially ferocious.

The Shura banshee half-kneeled in the deep pit, holding a blood sword, panting slightly, and a smear of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, which showed that she had suffered a great internal injury.

And the six immortals in mid-air were not feeling well, one of them had his hair scattered, his identity was cut several times, and their 'Devil Killing Tower' also had more or less cracks.

"Asura Baming, the third form, absolute darkness!"

"Asura Baming, the fourth form, Blood Moon Three Tribulations!"

"..."

The Shura Banshee swung her sword again, and her delicate figure traced a light but sharp trajectory in the air.

The red skirt billowed like a wave of blood, revealing a section of snow-white calf, and the small toes pointed in the air, dizzying circles of ripples, which turned into blood bubbles, and the ghost inside roared.

The spiritual power between the heaven and the earth seemed to be swept by a sudden riot at this time, and there was a faint booming sound, which echoed between the heaven and the earth.

The six black-clothed immortals looked indifferent, and they showed the immortal formula in their hands, and they all shot together.

Swish!Swish!
The astonishing attacks of the two sides crossed the sky as fast as lightning, and then intertwined with the countless tense eyes, making roaring sounds from time to time.

This is the battle of the absolute strong!

Since the demon world killed the god Leng Junxie 600 years ago, there has never been such a fierce or even tragic battle. Today, those cultivators who watched the battle were fortunate enough to witness it with their own eyes, and their hearts were extremely excited.

The golden and red light in the sky intertwined and turned into a huge ball of light, and everyone could no longer see the situation inside clearly.

After a long time, with a roaring sound, several figures flew out backwards.

Like a withered leaf, the Shura banshee hit the ground heavily, spat out a mouthful of blood, but immediately stood up, staring coldly at the figures who also flew upside down.

Her sleeves were torn, exposing some of her crystal-like jade arms, but she was trembling slightly at this moment, with drops of blood dripping down her fingertips.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that her injuries were worsening and her strength was greatly weakened.

And those six immortals were pale, with a lot of color on their bodies, and they were seriously injured.

A battle lasted for less than half an hour from the beginning to now, but the Shura Banshee was still not killed, which made these people quite angry and hot.

"Everyone, you can't delay any longer, you must make a quick decision!"

The black-clothed fairy known as Senior Brother Zhengqing stared coldly at the Shura banshee, feeling a bit of trauma to the fairy veins, and said in a very angry tone, "Just use the last trick, this witch must be killed!"

Hearing that the last move was going to be used, the remaining five people looked dignified, seeming to be afraid.

One of them worriedly said: "Brother Zhengqing, Uncle Jiang warned us that 'Magic Slaughter' is a forbidden technique, and you must not use it unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise you will suffer backlash and damage your cultivation."

"But now the Shura Banshee's strength has exceeded my expectations. If you don't kill her, there will be no time." Senior Brother Zhengqing said lightly.

"Brother Zhengqing, let those ancient martial monks tremble with the Shura banshee, and continue to consume her fighting power. Those ancient martial monks have deep morality, and the Shura banshee will not be so easy to deal with them, especially now Already seriously injured."

said another.

Hearing this, Senior Brother Zhengqing's eyes flickered slightly, he looked down at the dozen or so old men who had fought against the Shura Banshee before, and said in a loud voice:
"You can be regarded as the old masters of the ancient martial arts. Today, I will give you a decree, ordering you to kill the Shura banshee. If you succeed in killing, I will send each of you a fairy fate, and you will succeed in cultivating immortals!"

what! ?

Hearing what the immortal said, all the old men's hearts boiled, their eyes lit up, and they were extremely excited.

For these old monks who have been stagnant in practice for many years, their lifespan has also reached the limit, and it is basically impossible to cultivate immortality.But if you can get the fairy fate, it will be different.

For monks, Xianyuan is a great fortune!

When the time comes, he will break through the shackles and hope to become immortal!

Although the Asura Banshee made them a little scared, they also knew in their hearts that the other party was seriously injured and his strength had dropped significantly.So if they join forces to attack, there is still great hope of killing them!

"I am willing to obey the decree of the immortal to kill this demon!"

"I am willing to obey the decree of the immortal to kill this demon!"

"..."

All the monks looked respectful and said in unison.

The Shura Banshee looked at them, her seductive eyes showed a little bit of hurt and pity, and said mockingly: "A group of ants, it's really pitiful and pathetic, and they are so happy to be treated like dogs."

"Sura banshee, stop talking nonsense!"

A thin old man pointed at the Shura banshee and shouted angrily, his face flushed, "Today, I wish to kill you, the demon, for the sake of the common people, the Three Realms, and the thousands of creatures, so as to restore the peace of the world and restore the peace of the world to us." The road is bright!"

After finishing speaking, all the monks stepped forward and surrounded the Shura banshee, their murderous aura rising.

"If you want to kill her, at least you have to ask me first, at least she is also my wife!"

At this time, a cold voice sounded slowly.

Everyone was stunned, and looked at the source of the sound in unison, only to find that it was Qin Yang, and their expressions suddenly became strange.

The Shura banshee looked at him with interest, a coquettish smile curled up on her lips.

"Qin Yang, what are you doing, you're crazy!" Murong Xiyao's pretty face changed, and she scolded him in a low voice, trying to reach out to grab him, but the other party avoided him.

Qin Yang twisted his neck, pointed at the Shura banshee, and said to the crowd: "This woman has taken over my wife's body, so I must deal with her myself. Get the hell out of here, you bastards." !"

Everyone was stunned and looked at him with idiot-like eyes.

It was as if a group of adults were serious and busy, but a little kid came to point and point and utter funny words, leaving them quite speechless.

"Boy, I know who you are. Qin Yang, the evil star who has caused unrest in the ancient martial arts world recently, must be you. You are worthy of being a rare and rare genius in the past hundred years to achieve this achievement."

The thin old man looked at Qin Yang with disdain, and said slowly, "Unfortunately, in the eyes of this old man, you are just a bug that can be crushed at will. I don't have time to talk to him today, you'd better get away. Don't delay our demon removal, otherwise don't blame the old man for not reminding—"

However, before the old man finished speaking, a black shadow in front of him quickly enlarged.

Before he even had time to prepare himself, there was a "bang", a sharp pain came from the bridge of his nose, and two bloody arrows shot out from his nostrils, accompanied by the sound of bone cracking.

(End of this chapter)