The demon-binding rope spun around, but fell to the ground.

It was empty inside, nothing was tied up.

How...how could this happen?!

Where are the people?!

The next moment, Zhao Xiong suddenly felt strong uneasiness in his heart.

This is the monk's instinctive response to crisis in the out-of-body stage, and it is also his experience in fighting for so many years.

Zhao Xiong rolled to the side without thinking.

But there was still a sharp and burning pain on his scalp, which made him groan.

After finally standing still, Zhao Xiong took a look at his scalp, only to find that a large piece of his hair and scalp had been shaved off.

Blood rolled down his cheek.

Opposite him, the girl with painted eyebrows raised her bright red lips and sighed regretfully: "It's such a pity that I was avoided!"

Zhao Xiong stared at her, "You, who are you? How can a Golden Core Stage monk be so fast?!"

Yes, that speed was so fast that he didn't even notice that the person in front of him had disappeared.

As he approached, he managed to avoid the fatal blow almost by instinct.

Muyan turned her hand, and the Demonic Qin turned into seven colorful swords, surrounding her.

Zhao Xiong was even more surprised and suspicious. He turned the piano into a sword? What kind of magic weapon is this? Why has he never heard of it or seen it before?

As soon as this thought turned around, seven long swords rushed towards him with lightning speed.

Zhao Xiong endured the severe pain on his head and quickly took a step back.

However, when the seven long swords came closer, he felt relieved again.

Fortunately, it looks bluffing, but it is only at the level of the Golden Core stage.

That spiritual power fluctuation can be achieved with just a wave of his hand...

Whoosh!

A snow-colored figure suddenly rushed in front of him.

His slender jade-like fingers gently grasped in the air.

The seven colored flying swords seemed to have been inspired, and suddenly they gathered together and merged into one.

The crystal clear long sword shines in the moonlight with dazzling brilliance.

Zhao Xiong's eyes suddenly widened and his heart was beating fast.

Danger!

He didn't think anything was wrong with each of the colorful swords.

But combining the two into one actually made him feel unspeakable danger.

Zhao Xiong didn't even think about it, and quickly retreated with snake-like footwork to avoid the Qijue Sword.

At the same time, he took out a giant ax from the storage ring and struck Muyan fiercely with unreserved momentum.

At this moment, Zhao Xiong finally didn't dare to hold back or have any charming thoughts.

Because he discovered that the seemingly weak girl in front of him was so strong.

He was actually much stronger than Chu Tianyou at his peak.

Who is this girl?

Zhao Xiong barely dodged the fatal blow of Qijue Sword, and the giant ax in his hand danced with great power, and the thunder roared.

The girl who was originally moving forward was forced to retreat.

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his pupils suddenly shrank.

His body turned sideways quickly, but a sharp pain still came from his back.

"ah!!!"

Zhao Xiong let out a shrill scream and looked down.

I saw a long black sword piercing out from his lower left abdomen. The black energy was billowing and stained with blood, constantly devouring his spiritual power, blood and soul, as if trying to suck him dry.

This is...an evil sword!

Zhao Xiong rolled and crawled out and fled a hundred meters away before looking back in horror.
Chapter completed!