The pangolin was knocked away, like a pool of mud, falling into the mud, bloody and bloody, but the golden bull also dissipated.

"Ye, it's worthy of being a spiritual beast, and he actually gave birth to talented magical powers?"

Nangong Putian curled his lips: "But it's useless. There is a proverb in the swordsmanship, that is, the only one who can fight against secret swords is the secret sword!"

"Lu Anzhi, I admit that you have suddenly realized the secret sword intent, and your talent is better than mine, but so what?"

Nangong Putian looked proud: "I still won this battle because the sweat I have put in over the past 30 years will not let me down!"

Swish!

The secret sword was slashed out and the golden bull appeared again!

"Old ancestor!"

The kitten demon cried out sadly, wanting to learn pangolins and block a sword for Lu Anzhi, but she was too scared, her legs trembled and she couldn't run.

The ground was muddy, and Lu Anzhi ran with one foot and one foot, looking embarrassed, and the handsome golden bull chased him in the blink of an eye.

"This blow will smash the bones in your body!"

Nangong Putian's mouth tilted, and a smug smile appeared.

Kill a young swordsman,

It’s indeed more enjoyable than killing those ordinary sword cultivators!

But just as the golden bull's crooked corner pierced Lu An's back, a translucent tornado whirlwind suddenly appeared, rolling up the bull, then shrank into a ball of light, and shot under the gourd vine with a swish.

Nangong Putian turned his head and saw the ball of light flying into the mouth of the purple gourd, or rather, the gourd "eat" it.

"What the hell?"

Nangong Putian's face was solemn.

"Are you awake? Hurry up, kill him for us!"

Pangolin plea.

The purple gourd shook, as if a little girl who had just woken up from the Begonia Spring Sleep stretched and then no other response.

Nangong Putian doesn’t know what kind of treasure this gourd is, but judging from the misty glow and the ability to devour his secret sword, it is obviously very powerful.

Can't delay any more!

Nangong Putian immediately sprinted to chase Lu Anzhi, but he did not use his energy to fight bulls anymore.

Because he had just condensed his true energy and shot out four secret swords, it was his limit, so the last sword must be chosen at the most perfect time.

"Have you consumed your true energy and couldn't use the secret sword?"

Lu Anzhi stopped and stood in the mud pond with a playful look on his face.

"If you can't use true energy, you will still kill you!"

Nangong Putian despises it.

"That might be possible!"

Lu Anzhi raised his left hand and blew a breath towards the wasp rat-tooth bracelet worn on his wrist.

call!

The strong yellow sand and wind suddenly roared, like a sandstorm that caused a sandstorm to cover the sky and the sun and blocked the field of view.

"You actually have a spiritual weapon?"

Nangong Putian's face darkened and he became careless. The yellow sand around him rolled on his face, making people unable to open his eyes. He could only retreat quickly and get out of the strong wind first.

Because of fear of being attacked, Nangong Putian had to cut out another secret sword.

call!

Nangong Putian retreated, staring at the wild sand with all his attention, looking for Lu Anzhi's trace.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out and jumped into the pool. However, before the water could enter, a golden bull followed and hit his back.

Swish!

The sharp crescent moon horns directly cut Lu Anzhi into two pieces.

Plop! Plop!

Two pieces of corpses fell into the pool water, and blood gushed out, dyeing the water surface red.

"Old ancestor!"

The kitten monster cried.

"It's over!"
Chapter completed!