Big dreamer

Chapter 1074 The oriole is behind

"Shen Luo, Fellow Daoist Shen, it's painful to see you looking like a human being or a ghost. I'll just show you some kindness and send you on your way, so you don't suffer much." Zhao Tong shouted in his mouth and raised his head. The palm was about to hit Shen Luo's head.

"Stop..." At this time, Huang Yi suddenly shouted angrily.

Zhao Tong hesitated after hearing the words, and raised his hand in mid-air without seriously hitting it down.

"Why are you stopping me?" Zhao Tong frowned.

"I stopped him from attacking you before, and you can't take advantage of others' danger either." Huang Yi said word by word.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, have you forgotten? You protected me this time just to repay my master's kindness, and you were not asked to hinder me!" Zhao Tong scolded, displeased.

"That won't work either." Huang Yi said decisively.

"You say no? Then you have to be able to stop me." Zhao Tong grinned.

After saying this, a red light lit up in his palm, and he patted the fallen head heavily.

Hearing a "bang" sound, Shen Luo's whole body stumbled heavily, and the earth and rocks beneath him collapsed, suddenly sinking into a large pit about ten feet deep.

The sinking body fell into it, and the head hung weakly to the side. There was a trace of blood around the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, winding out like a small snake, and the aura exuding from the body was extremely weak.

"Zhao Tong!"

Hearing a sudden loud shout, Huang Yi suddenly raised his right arm and struck down with his left hand.

"puff……"

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, Huang Yi's left arm was cut off and flew up, and he kicked Zhao Tong.

When the latter saw the arm full of poisonous blood coming straight towards his face, he immediately panicked and quickly dodged away without giving Shen Luo another heavy blow.

After Zhao Tong stood still and looked at Huang Yi, whose face was pale and his breath was unstable, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his panic just now. Can Huang Yi be his opponent now?

"Are you really going to be my enemy?" Zhao Tong glared at Huang Yi and asked in a cold voice.

"I said, you can't kill him." Huang Yi's arm was still bleeding, but his tone of voice was still as solid as a rock.

Zhao Tong was silent, thinking in his mind. Huang Yi had killed many people before and had a lot of points. If he killed him and Shen Luo at the same time, wouldn't the accumulated points belong to him alone?

Huang Yi saw the subtle changes in the expression on his face and already knew that he had murderous intentions.

"If you want to kill me, you have to see if you are worthy enough." Huang Yi's expression remained unchanged, his eyes fixed on Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong couldn't help but murmur in his heart when he heard his words.

But soon, his greed overcame his last fear.

"Shen Luo is not related to you, and you have only just met. Why do you want to help him?" Zhao Tong continued to say even though he had murderous intentions.

"Do I need to explain to you?" Huang Yi glanced at him and said coldly.

"You... okay, okay, okay, in that case, just go die with him." Zhao Tong was furious.

Before he finished speaking, he rushed out, his whole body covered in a layer of blood mist. At some point, a blood-colored crystal knife about two feet long suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand and pierced Huang Yi's heart.

Huang Yi only had one arm left. Facing the crystal knife that Zhao Tong was stabbing at, he raised his palm and chanted in a low voice:

"Arhat's Golden Bell!"

Like a bell ringing, the blood dripping from Huang Yi's broken arm emitted pure golden light, which reflected around his body, making his whole body seem to be poured with golden paint, and instantly transformed into a golden Arhat.

He slapped his raised palm horizontally, hitting Huang Yi's blood-colored crystal knife that was stabbing straight at him.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the blood-colored crystal knife broke in response.

Zhao Tong's eyes widened, and a look of surprise flashed across his face, but his movement of stabbing with the knife did not change at all.

I saw the blood mist rushing up around him, wrapping around the surface of the blood-colored crystal knife, and actually re-condensed into the crystal blade, directly stabbing Huang Yi's shoulder.

"Qiang"

A sound like gold and stone clashing sounded, Huang Yi's body suddenly shook, golden light splashed across his chest, and a hole was torn open by the blood-colored crystal knife.

The sharp edge of the blood-colored crystal knife pierced Huang Yi's chest, and the blade suddenly glowed with a coquettish luster, and it directly absorbed Huang Yi's little blood essence.

"Hehe, you are seeking death on your own. Don't blame me when you go to the underworld and meet the King of Hell." Zhao Tong said with a ferocious smile.

Just when he was getting carried away, he didn't notice that a shadow was quietly approaching behind him and getting bigger and bigger.

By the time he reacted, it was too late. A black steel drill pierced his newly raised forehead and penetrated his entire body with one blow, nailing him to the ground.

The owner of the steel drill fell down lightly, placed one foot on the top of the steel drill, and slowly squatted down.

The white feathers on his body gradually converged, revealing a humanoid appearance, but it was none other than He Qianshan from the Spirit Crane Demon Clan.

He looked down at Zhao Tong, who had round eyes under him, and said with a joking face: "I've been waiting here for a long time, and I was wondering if anyone would come and pick up your three heads for free. I'll kill you again after I kill you." There was an oriole, but it seems there is no more..."

After saying that, He Qianshan sighed with some regret.

Zhao Tong, who was nailed to death with a steel drill, did not die immediately. His Adam's apple moved slightly up and down, and he uttered a few words:

"you wanna die……"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of blood energy rose up from the hole between his eyebrows, wound up along the steel rod, and invaded Xianghe Qianshan.

"Don't seek death. The reason why I didn't kill you is that I am a little interested in your blood-burning technique. If you are so ignorant, I don't mind sending you on your way first." He Qianshan said with a smile, and took out a beast. The leather talisman was pasted on Zhao Tong's forehead.

The blood on Zhao Tong's head suddenly dissipated, and all his magic power was blocked by the power emanating from the animal skin, making it impossible to mobilize even a fraction of it.

"There's nothing unusual about the other two, so let's deal with them first. Let's start with... you." He Qianshan said, his eyes drifting back and forth in the big pit where Huang Yi and Shen Luo were. moment.

After saying that, he stood up and walked over to Huang Yi.

Huang Yi, who had been deeply hurt before, was no longer a match for He Qianshan now, and had no power to resist at all.

He Qianshan raised his hand and waved, and a black steel drill emerged from his palm, thrusting straight down between Huang Yi's eyebrows.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the big pit beside Huang Yi, and then, a golden sword light rose into the sky, wrapped in blazing red flames, and pierced towards He Qianshan's face.

He Qianshan's heart tightened. Before the blade of the sword came, there was an extremely hot breath coming towards him.

He frowned, raised his other hand and thrust it forward. A green round shield appeared in his palm, with a blue bird with rotating wings painted on it. Green light emitted from its body, and a green whirlwind suddenly spewed out.

The whirlwind swept out and held the Chunyang Sword embryo back. He Qianshan's hand holding the black steel drill did not stop at all and continued to stab Huang Yi's forehead quickly.