"Click!"

The magic weapon attacks each other, and the medicine shovel breaks.

Jing Hua realized that something was wrong and tried his best to dodge backwards, and at the same time swung out the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine". But the flying sword went down in the sky and headed straight to his throat, which came too fast.

The monk leaned back and turned around, trying hard to avoid the danger of passing through the throat. His body turned half a minute later, and the sword blade barely passed through his chest and abdomen.

"Click!"

"Black Weaving Armor" blocked the flying sword and saved Jing Hua's life. The magic weapon rubbed across the outside of the inner armor, like a knife cutting a broken frost, with deep scratches on the surface.

Although the inner armor was not broken, it could not stop the opponent's sinister sword intent.

Jing Hua felt that the chest and abdomen were wet, as if a lot of blood was flowing out. The sword intention penetrated the inner armor and injured his body, causing a violent burning sensation. The headache hit his soul, which made him scream.

"ah......"

Before the shouting stopped, the "Golden Snake Li Fire Sword" swirled in the air, drew a small arc, and turned over and killed again. Jing Hua suffered a lot, and his feet pushed the ground hard. His body dodged to the side, avoiding the trajectory of the flying sword.

But the flying sword is very flexible and moves in a very small space. The sword blade is adjusted to its direction and strokes through Jing Hua's right leg again.

"Chew!"

"ah......"

The blade of the sword entered the flesh and blood splattered for several feet. Jing Hua screamed, and the "Fire Rain Talisman" in his hand rushed violently at the flying sword in the air.

In a hurry, he lacked emergency measures and was seriously injured in his leg, so he could only fight to the death. Otherwise, the flying sword turned around and stabbed, which would be very likely to pierce the body.

"Boom boom boom..."

Dozens of fireballs roared out, all hitting in the air. The "Golden Snake Li Fire Sword" no longer attacked, and the sword body turned back and shot straight towards Shi Debao.

In the middle of the dense forest, the sword cultivator has also reached the verge of life and death.

When the medicine shovel was damaged, Jing Hua found that it was not good and decisively threw out the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine". Facing the strange stem vine, Shi Debao controlled the flying sword while trying his best to dodge and try to fight.

Stem and Vine is not an ordinary magic weapon. It is connected to Jing Hua's soul and is extremely flexible in advance and retreat. It quickly catches up with the sword cultivator. While the flying sword severely injured Jing Hua, Stem and Vine also forced Shi Debao into the Jedi.

Seeing that the green cork was wrapped around his legs and it was difficult to break free, Shi Debao had no other choice but to recall the flying sword defense.

It's too late!

"Swoosh!Zhe..."

The "Golden Snake Li Fire Sword" returned in time and successfully cut the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine", leaving deep scars on the stem and vine. At the same time, the stem and vine firmly entangled Shi Debao's right leg, and used this as a stronghold to "climb" the entire sword cultivator in an instant.

Shi Debao calmed down his mind, wielded magic weapons, and flew up and down around his body, cutting off the branches of the stems and vines.

The "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine" is even more domineering. It is cut off in one place and grows more branches immediately, which are closely connected to each other. Shi Debao is tied tighter and tighter, and it is becoming more and more difficult for the spiritual sect to flow. He can no longer control the flying sword and fall directly to the ground.

At the end of the dense forest, Jing Hua bandaged the wound and swallowed the pills to finally control the injury. The power of the flying sword is really terrible. The skin and flesh of the right leg are thick, but the meridians are cut off and excessive blood loss. The wound between the chest and abdomen is about a few inches long. If there is no "black armor" blocking it, it will be opened and broken.

After the disaster survived, Jing Hua secretly warned himself. The talented people and strangers of various sects cannot count, so he must not be careless and underestimate the enemy.

The monk "Wanjianmen" was trapped by the formation and could not see himself at all. He only used his spiritual sense to use the flying sword and almost won the victory.

This time the encounter was quite dangerous and must be taken as a warning. Jing Hua pulled up the middle-aged monk on the ground and tied him to the side of the tree trunk.

"Who are you? Any job in the 'Wanjianmen'?"

Shi Debao looked at Jing Hua coldly, his face gloomy and said nothing.

Jing Hua didn't care at all. He didn't suffer any pain. The other party couldn't figure out the situation and thought he was kind and soft-hearted. He reached out and grabbed Jian Xiu's left ear and pulled it hard.

"twitter......"

The whole ear was torn off and blood splashed far away. Shi Debao was caught off guard and screamed "ah".

Jing Hua had no expression on his face, picked up his bloody ears and smeared them casually on the other person's face.

"Who are you? Any job in the 'Wanjianmen'?"

Shi Debao still couldn't say a word, and his eyes were about to spit out of fire.

Jing Hua didn't say anything nonsense, and reached out to pinch the other party's right ear, and tore it off as usual.

"Who are you? Any job in the 'Wanjianmen'?"

Shi Debao continued to remain silent without saying a word. His eyes closed slightly, and the fierce light in his eyes was hidden, and his whole body was like a poisonous snake that was rising, vicious and lonely.

Jing Hua secretly admired him. This person is really a tough guy, not only to his enemies, but also to himself. Such cultivation methods are definitely not an unknown person in the "Wanjianmen".

His flying sword was very tricky. Before, several monks of the "Fire Thunder Gate" had all died in the throat. Most of them were from his hands. There were not many clues to find Ke'er, and they all had to fall on him, and there was no slightest kindness of a woman.

"Bang!"

A finger was crushed by Jing Hua. Ten fingers were connected to the heart, Shi Debao couldn't help it, and groaned, and cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.

"Who are you? Any job in the 'Wanjianmen'?"

“Hahaha…”

Shi Debao did not answer, but sneered.

Cold sweat flowed down his cheeks and dripped between the grass. Jian Xiu's body kept twitching, obviously fighting the severe pain. But there was no fear, cowardice, or even some indifference in his eyes.

The other party's cultivation and will are both excellent, and they are definitely among the top in the "Wanjianmen". Just pry open his mouth and go deep into the "Wanjianmen" and find Keer more smoothly.

Jing Hua was anxious, but he did not lose his mind.

There is a master of the God-Master in the "Wanjianmen" who is in charge. He is a foundation-building monk and is not enough to see others' land. However, the sword cultivator in front of him is different from Shen, and torture and confession are basically ineffective.

Jing Hua was in a dilemma, and the rice ball came out of his arms.

"Boss, let me try..."

Without waiting for Jing Hua's answer, the fat rat went down the ground by himself and climbed up Shi Debao's shoulder two or three times. It stretched out its nose and sniffed around the other party's neck.

Shi Debao was extremely surprised. How could the "Garden Rat" speak out and take the initiative to "force confession"?

However, Jian Xiu did not speak rashly, and still lowered his head and said nothing. The fat rat was spinning around on his body, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The rice ball went down and came to Shi Debao's back. It tore open its outer shirt with its mouth, found a point between its tail vertebra and waist, and stretched out its short tail and pierced it hard.

"Hahahahahahahaha..."

Shi Debao suddenly burst into laughter and his voice became louder and louder.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”

Tears and snot gushed out, and blue veins on his forehead swelled up. But even so, Shi Debao still laughed endlessly, as if he had encountered the most funny thing in the world.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

After laughing, Jian Xiu was already out of breath. His mouth was covered with white foam, his body was constantly spasming, and blood oozing out of the corners of his eyes and ears.

"I said...haha...I said...hahahahahahahahaha..."

Jing Hua was stunned and didn't know how to react. The rice ball kept making strange moves, the word "divine beast" might be exaggerated, and the "monster" was absolutely appropriate.

It was rare for the opponent to surrender. Under Jing Hua's instruction, the rice ball took back the short tail, climbed back to Jing Hua's shoulder, and grinned at the other party. However, it looked cute and had no deterrent effect, which was a bit ridiculous.

In Shi Debao's heart, the fat rat is an extremely terrifying existence.

To be fair, he was not afraid of death, and could even endure all kinds of torture. The fat rat's methods were unheard of, which made people shudder. The sword cultivator had no pain, but his cultivation, will, and even his soul completely collapsed in laughter.

Shi Debao would rather die immediately than try that feeling. He was dejected and his eyes were gone.

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