Sword Emperor in the city

Chapter 22
Sixth level of Qi refining!

Just these four words made Liu Feifei swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. Master Buzhou and others present are definitely not his opponents, and he is definitely not an opponent of the Black Mountain Old Demon at the sixth level of Qi refining. How should we fight?
Since his debut, apart from the brothers and sisters, among the cultivators that Liu Feifan met, this old Black Mountain demon has the strongest cultivation.

I don't know how long it took for the Black Mountain old demon to become a spirit, and he is at the sixth level of Qi refining?

Liu Feifan was not only shocked but also shocked. After thinking about it, he was relieved. The old demon of Montenegro had become a spirit for a long time, but it was just becoming a spirit, not stepping into the path of cultivating immortals.

If one wants to embark on the path of cultivating immortals, one's body must become a black hole that can absorb spiritual energy from the heaven and earth, which is an alternative method. The old demon of Montenegro obviously only embarked on the path of cultivating immortals in the last two years or so.

The nine people were so shocked that they all discovered the strength of the old Black Mountain demon. They thought the old monster was just an ordinary monster. Who knows if it is the legendary old Black Mountain demon or a monster that has stepped into the journey of cultivating immortals? .

Seeing the terrified expressions on the faces of the nine people, the Montenegro old demon grinned very humanely, and stepped lightly with his knife-like claws and feet.

Boom!

The hardness of transparent glass is comparable to that of bulletproof glass. The old demon of Montenegro stepped on it lightly like this, and the whole piece of glass was shattered with a bang, shattered into slag, falling like dust and smoke.

"shot!"

After Jin Miaoshi came to his senses, he yelled loudly. He was very frightened and his voice was trembling.

With an order, a lot of people suddenly appeared around the living room. Everyone was a strong man with a black body and a white body. They were tall and tall, like human-shaped beasts. They held guns and aimed at the old Montenegro demon. strafing.

The sound of gunfire was dense, like a firecracker, the whizzing sound seemed to be piercing through the void, and the bullets shot at the old black mountain demon like a violent storm.

There was no wave in the blood-red eyes of the old Heishan demon, his sharp mouth opened slightly, and he continued to sneer, his claws were caged, and the black and red slope wind behind him immediately surrounded him.

There was a tinkling sound, and dense bullets strafed the black mountain old demon's cloak, causing sparks. Its cloak was an indestructible body armor, and it was difficult to hurt it in the slightest.

After a burst of shooting, the bullets of hundreds of people were all emptied, but the old black mountain demon still stood upright like a mountain, looking down on everyone with blood-red eyes, his majestic posture soared to the sky.

There was a lot of rain, and after the transparent glass shattered, the living room became empty. The rain hit everyone's bodies, making people feel a little chilly.

The black mountain old demon suddenly opened his arms, like a huge bat descending from the sky, entangled in evil spirit, giving people an inspiration of killing countless living beings.

Master Bu Zhou and others are indeed famous people. The rain seems to be hitting them. If you observe carefully, you will find that their clothes are not dripping with water. The rain did not really fall on them at all, or It is said that on their bodies, there is an invisible force that blocks the rainwater.

Seeing the Black Mountain old demon falling down, everyone couldn't help shaking their bodies, their mouths were dry.

Too strong, really too strong, too strong to feel powerless.

"Immortal cultivator! Tsk tsk, your body contains more or less aura, your body is different from ordinary people, so your internal organs must be different, right?"

The Montenegrin old demon looked at Liu Feifan with his mouth squinted, and then at Master Buzhou and the others. His blood-red eyes were shining, as if he could see through everyone's bodies, and his eyes were on the internal organs.

"Amitabha, evildoer, enough, killing so many creatures, isn't it enough?"

Master Bu Zhou put his palms together, his cassock fluttered, and he picked up the Buddhist staff beside him.

"Enough? Hehe, how can it be enough? There is still a long way to go to cultivate immortality."

"The crime deserves death!" Hu Sanli shouted, and drew out his big knife, Sheng Zhun's black mountain old demon was the one.

humming.

The wind of the knife swept up, and the big knife broke away from Hu San's big hand, like a long arrow passing by, directly pointing at the old black mountain demon, the light of the knife flashed, and the momentum was huge.

"I don't know what to do!"

The black mountain old demon turned his head, facing the oncoming sword with a blank expression, the red and black cloak fluttered, and when the cloak was swept away, there was a clang, and the sword was swept back.

Hu San didn't change his face, he walked like flying, took back the big knife with one hand, and aimed at the old black mountain demon again.

"Draw the knife and cut!"

Hu San's arms had squirming veins, and all the strength and strength of his whole body seemed to be poured into the sword.

The buzzing sound was like thunder, the blade was blown by the wind, and the sword shook violently. During the shaking, the shadow of the sword appeared, like a real sword, as huge as a small car, and rushed away with the momentum of breaking the world.

Wherever the giant knife passed, the ground flew apart, leaving countless knife marks.

The others didn't watch from the other side, they shot one after another, Master Buzhou was the most fierce, he looked like a good monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but in fact he was the most ruthless, his eyes burst out with a faint golden light, and with a flick of the Buddhist staff, he looked like a monkey , as fast as lightning, rushed towards the old demon of Montenegro.

Zeng Zizhen did not neglect, his thin body was extremely fierce, and he arrived at the side of the Black Mountain Old Demon at the same time as Master Bu Zhou in one stride.

Zhao Mingming twisted his chubby body, drew out the wooden sword, and muttered something, a few bright lights appeared on the wooden sword, and flew up from his hand, flying around him, suddenly vibrated, and shot out.

The four attacked at the same time, without reservation, not wanting to give the Black Mountain old demon a chance to breathe.

The reason why Jin Miaoshi and Du Li didn't move was because they wanted to protect the injured Jin Feng. Rather than protecting him, they were acting as a shield. If the old Black Mountain demon attacked Jin Feng, the two of them would definitely not be able to resist it.

Liu Feifan and Zhuge Jie didn't move either, Zhuge Jie didn't move, he was looking for an opportunity to hide away, pretending to launch an attack.

Liu Feifan didn't move, he was looking for the weakness of the Black Mountain old demon and the way to kill it, none of the people present was its opponent, head-to-head is definitely not the way.

However, Liu Feifan looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find any weakness in the old Black Mountain demon, and suddenly felt that his head was getting bigger.

As expected of a master, Master Bu Zhou came to the old demon of Heishan like a golden lightning, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and drank the "Arhat Fist". After a few minutes, it hit the black mountain old demon's belly, and a roar lingered for a long time.

Zeng Zizhen was also as fierce as a tiger, posing in a gentle Tai Chi posture, seemingly simple and slow, but when he slapped the black mountain old demon with his fist, he made a roar that was not inferior to that of Bu Zhou's Arhat fist.

The two punched down with a fist and a palm, and the momentum was so great that the whole Tiangong seemed to tremble with it. The strength was unimaginable.

However, the attacks of the two did not leave obvious scars on the old Heishan demon, and the old Heishan demon didn't even move. His protruding face was full of disdainful sneers, and his blood-red eyes were condescending. everything.

"mortal!
act recklessly! "

The Black Mountain old demon licked his lips and teeth, swept his arms, and rolled his cloak. Zeng Zizhen and Master Bu Zhou were swept away immediately, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

At this moment, Hu San's broadsword and Zhao Mingming's wooden sword arrived.

(End of this chapter)