Big dreamer

The diagonal moon step under Shen Luo's feet was instantly launched, and he took a step back. The diagonally slashing blade fell in front of him, instantly cutting a huge hole in the ground.

At the same time, a sound of cracking silk was heard.

A piece of clothing that sank to the chest and abdomen was torn open without being cut.

"Is it the aftermath of the sword light?"

He was slightly confused in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all. The Pure Yang Flying Sword swept out and struck the purple armored man from the waist.

To his surprise, the Chunyang Flying Sword's blade was not hindered at all and easily cut into the soldier's right rib. If Shen Luo hadn't stopped the sword in time, it would have swept through his entire body.

"That's not right." Shen Luo thought secretly in his heart, and the Chunyang Flying Sword "soared", burning with blazing flames.

Violent flames soared into the sky, instantly filling the purple warrior's body, even spurting out from his empty eye sockets, but his figure did not disappear...

The purple armored man withdrew his sword and slashed at Shen Luo again.

Shen Luo immediately drew back his long sword to block, and collided heavily with the blade.

At the same time as the sharp clang sounded, Shen Luo's eyes suddenly flashed and he immediately dwarfed his figure.

An invisible sharp edge swept across almost close to his scalp and hit a black metal obelisk behind him. There was also a clear scratch on the extremely strong obelisk.

"Zi Liu's slashing attack is unstoppable..." On the side, Grandma Yu, who was controlling Yan Jia, said proudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other hand of the purple warrior suddenly reached towards Shen Luo. Two yellow crystal lights suddenly lit up in the eyes of the unicorn dragon head on it, and the dragon's mouth suddenly opened.

The next moment, a purple chain made a clanging sound, stabbing out from it and heading straight towards Shen Luo's heart.

When Shen Luo saw this, he immediately shouted angrily.

He immediately activated Xuanyang's secret technique of transforming into demons, and Chi You's demonic energy and the power of pure Yang surged up at the same time. His body suddenly changed, with dragon scales and magic armor covering his body at the same time.

At the same time, the cultivation aura on his body also skyrocketed, reaching the peak of the middle stage of True Immortal in an instant.

Since Ziliu Yanjia's attack could not be defended, Shen Luo decided to try to take it head on.

As soon as the armor emerged, the purple chain had already pierced his body.

A powerful impact knocked him back, and the scales on his chest instantly shattered, splashing blood, and an indescribable burning sensation instantly spread from the wound.

Shen Luo couldn't help but frown. He slashed the purple chain with the Pure Yang Flying Sword in his hand. The sword rolled up and wrapped the purple chain around the sword, and pulled it towards his arms.

As he expected, the purple chain, like the long knife, was not a virtual object.

Ziliu Yanjia was pulled so hard by him that he couldn't help but move closer to him. Shen Luo immediately activated his Netherworld Ghost Eyes to investigate carefully.

Since this thing is Yan Jia, no matter how incredible its form is, there must be a core.

As long as you find the core of Yanshu and destroy it, you can destroy it.

However, after Shen Luo carefully investigated, he didn't find anything. The long sword of Ziliu Yanjia suddenly turned around and stabbed him in the head.

With a thought in Shen Luo's mind, instead of retreating to avoid, he stepped forward and bumped into Ziliu Yanjia.

His head first hit Ziliu Yanjia's body, then passed through Yanjia's chest, emerged from his back, and then almost his entire body was embedded in Yanjia's body.

Just when Shen Luo was about to pass through him, Ziliu Yanjia's head and arm suddenly turned 180 degrees behind him, and the long knife in his hand also turned upside down and stabbed straight into his back. .

Shen Luo's body was embedded in Yan Jia's body at this moment, and he could not escape for a moment. If this knife penetrated him, he would be seriously injured.

But at this moment, a burst of ethereal flute sound suddenly sounded, Ziliu Yanjia's figure suddenly stiffened, and the movement of stabbing with the knife stopped in mid-air.

I saw a pitch-black figure gradually rising from the sinking shadow, with a flute lying across its hand, playing.

This person is none other than the ghost general Zhao Feiji.

He played the dragon-burial flute, and bursts of soul-stirring demonic sounds turned into invisible waves that rippled out, pounced on Auntie Yu in layers like a tide.

He was originally concentrating on controlling Yan Jia to fight against Shen Luo, but was suddenly controlled by the demonic sound. A confused look appeared in his eyes, and his body swayed back and forth slightly with the music.

But it only took a moment before a strange light suddenly flashed in her eyes, and her consciousness suddenly came to her senses. She waved her cane and hit Zhao Feiji while controlling Yan Jia to continue his movements.

With just this moment of respite, how could Shen Luo not grasp it firmly? His figure had already retreated again, and with a "swish", he escaped from Yan Jia's body.

The long knife in Ziliu Yanjia's hand stabbed in the air, directly piercing his chest and abdomen.

When Shen Luo retreated hastily, his brows suddenly raised, and he could vaguely see that the top of the handle of the long knife was inlaid with a strange-shaped gemstone, with fine lines engraved on it.

But before he could see clearly, the long knife had already passed through Yan Jia's body and stabbed out another part.

Shen Luo quickly dodged and got out of the way, and at the same time released the long sword in his hand.

I saw him swiping the sword hand again, and the sword energy in his sleeve suddenly surged, and with another "swish" sound, a red long sword flew out, the shape of which was almost exactly the same as the Pure Yang Flying Sword.

It is one of the other six Pure Yang Flying Swords that Shen Luo refined from ten thousand year old fire lin wood.

This sword passed through the void, and there was a roar, instantly cutting off the purple chain wrapped around the previous Pure Yang Flying Sword.

Like two close brothers, the two pure Yang flying swords trembled in response to each other, and then flew out of each other, heading straight towards Ziliu Yanjia.

When the two swords were brought together, the sword light was strong, and the flames on the sword rose, drawing a line of fire in mid-air, and shooting directly towards Grandma Yu.

The latter just broke away from the soul-destroying demonic sound and was fighting with Zhao Feiji when he suddenly felt a powerful sword energy coming from behind him. He immediately forced Zhao Feiji back with a palm and controlled the Ziliu Yan Armor to fly back, protecting him. itself.

But Shen Luo, who had freed his hand, was not idle either. He flipped his hand and took out another Pure Yang Flying Sword. The moonlight flashed rapidly under his feet, and he chased back with his body almost close to Yan Jia.

Knowing that something was wrong, Grandma Yu raised her hand and an octagonal copper bell suddenly flew out and lit up above her head. A yellow light suddenly enveloped it, followed by a "buzzing" sound.

A burst of extremely strong sound waves crashed down, and the rolling sound waves rushed around, causing the void to tremble, and instantly knocked the nearest Zhao Feiji away.

The two pure Yang flying swords struck together with a clang, hitting the light shield formed by the copper bell. The sword body rebounded and was knocked back.

A mark was also cracked on the yellow light mask, which could not be healed for a long time.