This witch, please stay

Chapter 6 Holding the Sword
Since you like hand-to-hand combat, the young master will accompany you to the end!

After the silver bust was formed on Xun Ming's body, the full moon in the sky seemed to lighten up slightly, and then swayed down like a waterfall like a waterfall with a little white moonlight.

The more condensed and pure moonlight, with strands of milky white, vaguely condensed behind Xun Ming into a halo of silver light, as if the full moon in the sky had fallen into the world.

The ornately carved silver half-body armor is covered with a snow-like robe, and against the background of the "full moon" behind him, Xun Ming, who is full of scholarly spirit, has added a bit of fighting spirit to win thousands of miles.

After seeing the silver armor that suddenly appeared, the cruel smile on the face of "Ziyun King Kong" froze instantly, and before the heart-wrenching sarcasm was uttered, it seemed to have turned into a puddle. The foul-smelling and disgusting mud stuck in his mouth, making the purple-black color on his face even more intense.

"Xianjia Bingwan?!"

"Ziyun King Kong"'s complexion was like that of a dead child who ate a pot of stinky dead, extremely ugly, as if he squeezed out such a sentence from his teeth.

"What the hell are you kid..."

Before he could finish speaking, a fist wrapped in silver-white armor slammed hard on his face, causing his head to turn to the side for an instant, interrupting what he hadn't finished speaking.

The "Crescent Moon Armor" on Xun Ming's body, which was remade from the traditional "Liuyun Armor", not only thinned the armor thickness of the whole body according to his intention, but also deleted many parts of the armor in a very extreme way, exposing There are countless flaws.But such a huge price has also been exchanged for a corresponding return.

- Extremely high speed and strength boosts

The crescent moon is sharp and the remnant clouds are majestic.

Only attack but not defend, the world is unparalleled!
As long as the opponent can't hit me, what's the use of my defense?
"However, if you take a piece of armor well, if you don't use it for defense, what are you using it for?"

The kind uncle of the third master squatted next to Xun Ming who was wearing the "New Moon Remnant Cloud Armor" and was punched in the waist by his master, rolling all over the floor in pain, and said so.

Punch to, punch to.

Caught off guard, the "Ziyun King Kong" could only defend in the midst of the silver and white moonlight splashing all over the sky, without any strength left to fight back.

Although the body is separated by a big realm, but under the blessing of the "new moon and remnant cloud armor" and the full moon and moon, Xun Ming's punches were extremely fierce, leaving one place after another on his bulging body. hurt.

An ear-piercing roar resounded suddenly from between the teeth with exposed gums, like a thunder suddenly appearing in the dark night.

The fist in Xun Ming's hand stagnated, and the fist flowing like silk all over his body showed signs of breaking for a moment.

Soul attack!

The moment a crack appeared in the fist intention, Xun Ming immediately gathered his fists together and turned them into palms. He waved a cloud of hands in front of him, and pushed the purple-black fist that rushed towards him with the sound of breaking wind. side.

Xun Ming, who pushed aside the fist, was merciless, his body sank, and his right hand, which had just swiped to his side, slammed into the broad chest with an elbow, pointing directly at the heart!
The "two eyes" stared, a mouthful of bruised and purple blood gushed out from the mouth of the "Ziyun King Kong", the man and the demon who had been hit from the sky to the ground shot back and scattered.

Xun Ming, who had the upper hand, was naturally unwilling to give up the advantage he had accumulated before, and let the opponent open the distance again, but the huge crack that suddenly appeared on the purple-black chest made him vaguely feel the great danger .

The premonitions of people who practice Taoism have never been groundless.

After opening the distance again, Xun Ming saw clearly the true face of the "giant mouth":

A huge crack opened from the "King Kong"'s throat all the way down to his navel, expanding to the sides at a speed visible to the naked eye, and one after another dark yellow fangs with the length of an adult's forearm came from the "giant" The edge of the "mouth" protruded staggered outwards, opened and closed slightly with the rise and fall of his chest, as if driven by hunger and neighed in a low voice.

A strong sense of uneasiness vaguely rose in his heart, and Xun Ming saw one after another vaguely made of mist strips appeared in the midair, the strips were about a finger wide, and they were as red as blood.

Finally, an uncontrollable shrill laugh came out of the gap, driving the intertwined and messy fangs like canine teeth to shake continuously.

"Do you think you are the only one who is stalling for time? Even if you are the second generation ancestor of the shit fairy family, it is impossible to get out of this city alive today!"

A clear sound of glass breaking rang in Xun Ming's ears, as if a thin "cover" in midair shattered.

After the "cover" shattered, Xun Ming seemed to be a fool who had suddenly enlightened, and suddenly remembered something that he had been eccentrically ignoring:
They made such a big commotion, how could the people in this city remain silent!

He subconsciously looked at the house that he had smashed into pieces before. The ruins on the third floor were mixed with patches of scarlet at some point, and a strip of mist that was the same color as the blood was facing behind him in mid-air. It "swayed" away from the giant mouth not far away.

Xun Ming frowned suddenly.

"Remove the dust barrier"?
Damn, how could they have such a thing!

Xun Ming, who was born in a great sect, had already deduced that the blood-red mist strips came from the blood of the people. When his mind moved, a bad guess appeared in his mind.

Blood sacrifice?Jindan?

When he turned around like this, the huge torn mouth expanded a bit, and it almost occupied his entire chest.

As the "Dust-Removing Barrier" shattered with a bang, more "red belts" seemed to break free from their shackles, and rushed into the bottomless giant mouth one after another.

A strong bloody smell suddenly accumulated from the side of "Ziyun King Kong" who almost had only one "mouth" left, and countless strips poured into that huge mouth, and the aura emanating from him became more and more high, as if he was about to Breaking into the Golden Core Realm in one fell swoop!

Before that, though, he had to get rid of the little thing that was getting in his way.

After this night, there will be no more Biancheng in the world, and naturally there will be no more that nameless little monk in the cave, and there will only be one more golden elixir demon overhaul!

With the blood of a city, sacrifice the golden core of my body!
The purple-black color on the body of "Ziyun King Kong", which was rapidly inflated under the huge amount of blood, soon turned into dark red strangely. From a distance, it looked like a meat ball with a big mouth cracked open.

After turning into a meat ball, the ribbon of blood energy that seemed to be pouring in like endlessly separated slowly, and condensed into a rapidly expanding huge blood ball in front of the big mouth that was also stained with bright red fangs.

Immediately afterwards, a scarlet beam of light with a diameter of one person's height erupted from the blood cell, engulfing the figure in white and silver armor almost instantly.

"Full Moon, Silver Armor, and the old man from the Seven Caves, shouldn't... die?"

The youth's voice sounded faintly before the arrival of the "blood pillar", because of the barrier of the blood cells, "Ziyun King Kong" did not see the madness that appeared on the face of the "little monk in the cave".

Immortals should transcend the mundane world and cut off the mundane world.

Disregarding the mundane, cutting off the mundane thinking, not being affected by cause and effect, not thinking about the mundane desires, is the state of the immortal.

Of course I understand the truth, but let me watch this beast slaughter the city, and then run away with my tail between my legs.

Lord, I disagree.

Isn't the life of a mortal not a life?

Are immortals born immortals?
Ha ha, how can there be such a reason.

The full moon in the sky seemed to be completely ignited, bursting out with boundless pure white moonlight, enveloping the figure in white.

On the oblique moon sect, at the top of Huiyue Peak, a chubby old man with sleepy eyes opened one eye in surprise, looked at the huge "full moon" in front of him, and murmured strangely:
"Which old and shameless Nascent Soul is playing awe-inspiring in such a small place?"

The next moment, the figure in white stretched out his right hand, holding a long sword that was as bright as the glaze of the fairy palace.

(End of this chapter)