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

It was empty inside and nothing was tied up.

Why...how is this happening?!

Where is the person?!

The next moment, a strong sense of anxiety suddenly arose in Zhao Xiong's heart.

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

Zhao Xiong rolled to the side without thinking.

But there was still a piercing and hot pain on his scalp, which made him unable to help but let out a muffled groan.

After finally standing still, Zhao Xiongyi made his scalp, but found that a large piece of his hair and scalp were peeled off.

Blood rolled down his cheeks.

Opposite him, the girl with eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, curled up her bright red lips and sighed regretfully: "It's such a pity that I was avoided!"

Zhao Xiong stared at her tightly, "You, who are you? How could a Jindan-stage cultivator be so fast?!"

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

As soon as he arrived, he almost avoided the fatal blow with instinct.

Mu Yan flipped his hand and the demon zither turned into seven colorful long swords, surrounding her.

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

As soon as the thought turned, seven long swords raided at him with lightning speed.

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

However, when the seven long swords approached, he felt relieved.

Fortunately, it looks intimidating, but it is only at the level of the Golden Elixir stage.

He could wave his hand at will...

Whoosh-!

A snowy figure suddenly rushed to him.

The slender fingers gently grabbed the air.

The seven colorful flying swords seemed to be inspired, and suddenly gathered together and merged into one.

The crystal clear sword shines brightly under the moonlight and shines brightly.

Zhao Xiong suddenly widened his eyes, his heart pounding.

Danger!

He didn't think there was anything in every colorful sword.

But the combination of two into one made him feel an indescribable danger.

Zhao Xiong didn't even think about it and quickly retreated with a snake-shaped footwork to avoid the Seven Sages.

At the same time, he took out a giant axe from the storage ring and slashed at Mu Yan with an unreserved aura.

At this moment, Zhao Xiong finally dared not hold back and did not dare to have any charming thoughts.

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

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

Who is this girl?

Zhao Xiong barely avoided the fatal blow of the Seven-Secret Sword. The giant axe in his hand was powerful and thunder roared.

The girl who had originally moved forward was forced to retreat.

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

My body quickly sided to the side, but a severe pain still came from his back.

"ah--!!!"

Zhao Xiong let out a shrill scream and looked down.

I saw a black long sword piercing out from his lower left abdomen. The black air rolled, stained with blood, and kept swallowing his spiritual power, blood and soul, as if to suck him dry.

This is...the evil-proof sword!

Zhao Xiong rolled out and rushed out, fleeing a hundred meters away, before looking back in horror.

I saw that behind the position where he had just stood, a little doll carved with jade and took back his black long sword expressionlessly and stood back to Mu Yan.
Chapter completed!