The huge black stick was reflected in the swordsman's eyes, and he sighed as his heart was as calm as water.
"Do you have to force me to do it one by one?"
"That's it, little bastard monkey, you asked for this."
At some point, the long knife hanging on his waist had been unsheathed, and no one even saw clearly how he pulled it out.
Above the void, a cold light flashed, and the cold sword intent was like a galaxy hanging upside down, and a long scar was cut into the space.
Sun Dasheng's black stick was only a few meters away from the swordsman, but it could not advance even half a minute.
They were so close, as if there was a chasm between them.
The swordsman smiled and said, "Go back to where you came from."
The sword intention shuttles through the invisible void, sometimes appearing and sometimes dissipating, making it unpredictable.
Sun Dasheng only felt a sharp sword intent coming from his side, which seemed to be able to kill all things.
Even such a powerful Sun Dasheng seemed unable to resist.
Poof!
A half moon of blood spattered from Sun Dasheng's neck.
Everyone's hearts suddenly sank to the bottom.
If even Sun Dasheng is no match, then one can imagine what the outcome will be for everyone else.
No one dared to think about it.
Seeing this, the swordsman frowned slightly.
"The young boy back then could actually use his brain to fight?"
The 'Sun Dasheng' with blood spurting from his neck instantly turned into a strand of hair, floating in the void.
Behind the swordsman, a dark figure slowly outlined.
It was Sun Dasheng.
The black stick in Sun Dasheng's hand was unambiguous and he smashed it down directly.
There was an astonishing aura surrounding the black stick.
Wherever it passed, the air rubbed out a large amount of flames, the temperature suddenly rose, and even the sight became distorted.
"Take a stick from me!"
"A small plan to adjust the insects!"
The long knife quickly swept across the sky, and a blade of intent slashed out again.
A look of surprise appeared on the swordsman's calm face.
clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing passed through the sky.
The sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky.
The huge impact caused both of them to retreat quickly.
Each was above the void, retreating dozens of feet before gradually regaining their balance.
The swordsman's face was neither happy nor sad, and he said calmly.
"Unexpectedly, the little monkey actually understood the meaning of the stick."
Sun Dasheng looked up to the sky and roared, the muscles of his arms bulged high, and his eyes were filled with excitement.
"Senior Daoxian, fighting with you is indeed much more interesting than that evil pen dragon."
"Come on, come on! Let's find a deserted place and have a good fight."
The swordsman smiled faintly, as if he had read through the other person's thoughts.
"Have you changed your gender?
I actually knew there were people of yours down there. "
The swordsman disappeared from the spot, and the next second, a powerful and powerful voice came from the clouds in the sky.
It can be heard that the swordsman also became interested.
"Come up and fight."
Sun Dasheng's lips parted slightly, and a message fell on Su Wanxiu's ear.
Soon, Sun Dasheng's figure jumped up, following closely behind the swordsman.
Suddenly, there were waves of terrifying ripples in the sky ten thousand meters above.
The sharp sword intent collided fiercely with the destructive stick intent.
Thousands of meters above, the clouds are like seas, which have already been shaken by two extreme forces. In the blue sky, two figures are attacking each other tirelessly.
The waves in the sky rippled from time to time, like the chill coming from the Nine Nether Hells permeating the surroundings.
This not only affects humans, but also alien animals.
A half-step master's strange beast, just feeling the impact of the remaining power, made it tremble on the ground.
Ling Qianqian and others took advantage of the free time to reunite many students who had been scattered.
So far, everyone in the Jingzhou team has gathered.
Although everyone was injured, Wei Feng's injury was the most serious.
The remaining few people still have the strength to fight.
Su Wanxiu heard the sound of a monkey's head in her ears, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
He looked towards the direction of the tide of alien beasts.
After a while, a familiar breath rose into the sky.
The powerful spiritual power fluctuations are shocking.
A middle-aged man in purple appeared in front of Su Wanxiu out of thin air.
Su Wanxiu's beautiful eyes rippled, she opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, but then she shook her head, sighed, and spoke coldly.
"It's time for something to come out between us, right, Bicang."
At this time, Bicang's eyes were very crazy, and his expression became distorted and ferocious. Looking at Su Wanxiu's beautiful figure, his heart was filled with greed.
"Su Wanxiu, you are a woman who really doesn't know what is good or bad. Over the years, I have had many opportunities to kill you, but you are able to live well now. Do you know why?"
Su Wanxiu's expression was indifferent, the yellow-skinned heavenly book was suspended in the air, and the power of immortal spirits overflowed from her body.
Just now Sun Dasheng’s message came.
"Yangshou, Bicang's last power of time has broken through the shackles of the four-phase formation. If we really want to kill him hard, it will have to be you in the end."
The monkey head can only seriously injure it, but to completely obliterate it, the illusion of the Yellow Paper Book is needed.
Moreover, the injuries that Sun Dasheng just left on Bicang, even with the power of time, are far from being able to repair the injuries.
Bicang's avenue origin has been damaged.
However, what Sun Dasheng didn't know was that by activating the four-phase formation and taking the sword's sword string, his own injuries were no better than Bicang's.
Su Wanxiu's expression was silent. At this point, there was nothing to explain.
Nothing will prepare you for it.
After so many years, I thought about it and realized that among that group of people, I was indeed the least talented.
No one would have thought that the Yellow Book would choose themselves.
Who can imagine the will of God, cause and effect, these ethereal things?
Bicang's face was ferocious, "I have been admiring you for so many years, so I didn't really make a move. Now it's better, I can only forcibly absorb the bloodline of the alien beast.
I am no different from a strange beast. In the final analysis, I really owe it to you. "
Su Wanxiu sneered.
"Thanks to me, Bicang has known you for so many years, but you have never been a real man."
Hearing this, a hint of gloom flashed in Bicang's eyes.
Sun Dasheng had said the same thing just before, but when his beloved said it again, he felt extremely angry in his heart.
Su Wanxiu reflected in his eyes almost burst into flames.
Suddenly, the Yellow Book was split into two pieces in the air, as if it was torn open by an invisible hand.
Half of the pages spontaneously ignited without fire, and the flames that burned the Yellow Book were not ordinary flames.
That golden flame was extremely dazzling and was transformed by Su Wanxiu's essence and blood.
Bicang's eyelids twitched wildly, and a strong crisis was approaching.
In an instant, the figure has entered a wonderful space.
This is a gray world.
Everything in the world has a gray tone.
An old wooden door slowly opened.
With a creak, a beautiful figure wearing a white cheongsam slowly walked out of the door.
Bicang said quietly, "In order to seal my power of time, are you willing to burn even treasures like the Yellow Paper Book?"
Su Wanxiu spoke coldly, with a trace of determination flashing in her eyes, "In order to avenge my brother, I am willing to die even if it means death."
Bi Cang chuckled.
"So, the death of all the young talents of China has nothing to do with you?"
Su Wanxiu's heart trembled, and after a moment of silence, she couldn't help but ask.
"What's the meaning?"
Bicang's expression was twisted and vicious.
"Can the four-phase formation really trap Xiao Feng?"