Now that the rice is all gone, and all those roosters are dead, the ghosts and immortals feel that it is expected to win the decisive battle.
Desperate holding a blood-devouring knife, his face was as pale as iron: "Needless to say, come and die" "Lao Tzu comes first" Lu Dongbin kicked the wall, and the ghost was like an arrow off the string, shooting towards the desperate heart.
Desperate heart stepped aside sideways, and with a horizontal knife in his hand, he slashed towards Lu Dongbin.
There was a sound on the ground, and Tie Gui Li's crutch smashed it, and opened the desperate treasure knife, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, the gourd flew into the sky, sneering, and during the rotation, a white light was also released.
Dancing the blood-devouring knife with a desperate heart, impervious to wind and rain, and full of murderous aura.
For a time, the Eight Immortals besieged the Absolute Heart Dao Chief, each showing their magical powers, and it became a mess.
Desperately restrained the killing intent in his heart, he planned to drag it out until dawn, so that he could force these old ghosts back without a fight.
Therefore, he is desperate to defend and not attack, and his tactics are relatively conservative.
Tie Guan Li obviously saw the desperate plan, and shouted: "All the brothers work hard, it will be dawn soon, and it will be bad for us."
"Kill" the ghosts and eight immortals shouted together, using all the cultivation of the whole body, and attacking towards the desperate heart.
In the battle circle, the pressure of the desperate heart increased suddenly, and the speed of the sword dance slowed down.
"Old ghost, deceive me for mercy, okay, look at the knife" Desperate finally made a move, the murderous aura in his chest and the murderous aura of the blood-devouring knife were combined, and above the blade, a red light loomed.
There was a sound of a bell, and the iron crutch of Tie Guan Li was cut off by the blood-devouring knife.
Tie Guan Li was stunned for a moment, but he turned around and stabbed it from Tie Guan Li's left leg.
"Ahh When I looked down, I saw that I was missing a leg.
"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.
Brush off your clothes and go, hide deep with your name" The murderous spirit is easy to let go and difficult to collect, and the desperate heart slashes the iron crutch Li with a knife, and then the knife skills are endless, all of which are killing moves.
The sword light like a match reflects the figure of the ghost eight immortals.
The ghost shadow is fluttering, the sword light is fluttering, and the wind is rustling.
"Little miscellaneous hair, I won't die with you today" The old ghost Tie Guan Li regrew a leg and pounced again.
"Come on, under the blood-devouring knife, let you die again" The more desperate he is, the more he kills, the more courageous he becomes, it is simply the god of war descending to earth, and the sword in his hand is ghostly, and in an instant, he injured Lan Caihe and Uncle Cao Guo.
But the ghost eight immortals married Jin Lan and swore to live and die together, although they were at a disadvantage at the moment, they did not retreat at all, and still moved forward bravely.
This time, it's okay, the desperate killing ring, the ghosts and eight immortals swear to live and die together, and never retreat.
The two sides have constituted a life-and-death situation, and there is no end to death The murderous aura of the blood-devouring knife was gradually released, and Lao Bu hid under the eaves of the wall, feeling his blood boiling, and wanted to go up to help in the battle.
This kind of murderous aura also infects the ghosts and eight immortals, and it will not retreat.
The more desperate he became, the more he fought, the more he fought, the more desperate he was, and he couldn't completely exterminate the eight old ghosts.
After all, these things are deeply cultivated, and if they are stabbed once or twice, they will not hurt the roots.
And the heart is also injured in many places, although it is not fatal, but the ghost qi has invaded.
If it goes on like this, the victory or defeat is unpredictable In the melee, Jue Xin suddenly changed his routine, advanced straight with his sword, and killed towards the altar under the eaves.
"Xiao Zamao can't stand it, he wants to stop him with a fight against the wall, don't let him pass" Tie Guan Li shouted.
Listening to the anger, he suddenly waved out an object with his left hand: "Kill you old ghost first" Tie Guan Li didn't know what he threw with his heart, and waved his gourd to meet him.
With a thud, the gourd cracked, and the black thing struck Tie Guan Li's chest.
"Ah Maoshan Benyin" Tie Guan Li knew that it was powerful, but it was too late.
Just after this shout, Tie Guan Li could no longer fight, and the ghost trembled, trembling, and could not move.
With a wave of his hand, he brought back the Maoshan Seal, and handed out the knife in his right hand, hitting the chest of Tie Li.
There is a copper button on the upper part of the big seal of Namao Mountain, which is absolutely tied with a red thread, so it can be withdrawn.
Tie Guan Li was first injured by the Great Seal of Maoshan and then hit by the blood-devouring knife, and finally his soul was scattered and turned into green smoke.
"Big brother is gone, little miscellaneous hair, Lao Tzu fought with you" The other seven ghosts were red-eyed and pounced together.
Desperate heart shook the big seal with one hand, held the blood-devouring knife in the other, and killed all the way to the altar, and then jumped up.
The seven ghosts pursued, and they collected the big seal with a desperate heart, and kicked away a pile of paper talismans under the paperweight.
The paper talismans flew into the sky one after another, and the seven ghosts were all stunned, each on guard.
With a strong force, he pierced the blood-devouring knife in his hand on the brick wall behind him, and then sealed his hands and placed them on his chest.
"The heaven-turning spirit seal is knotted in the palm of the hand, and the Bujia Hutong will be stormy.
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The disciple is desperate, and he invites the master to come to the upper body."
Just when the seven ghosts looked up at the sky, they shouted loudly, stomped on the ground and pointed to the sky, and the master went up.
"Kill" the seven ghosts shouted in unison.
"Kill" Desperate Heart also shouted, pulled out the blood-devouring knife from the wall behind him, and jumped down.
Zheng The golden blade cloak actually carried the breathtaking sound of the golden iron horse The ghosts and immortals knew that it was not good, but they did not run away, calmly went to death, and stepped forward bravely.
Whining The sword wind was like crying, the knife shadow was like lightning, and in less than three breaths, the souls of the ghosts and eight immortals were all dispersed by murderous aura.
And the desperate heart still can't stop, swinging the knife and slashing indiscriminately.
In the backyard of the Bu family, a blood mist slowly condensed.
In Lao Bu's eyes, he saw that his heart was in the middle of the blood mist, like a devil.
"Trail leader, those ghosts have run away, you can rest."
Bu Youming waved his hand and shouted.
Bu Youming didn't know that the ghosts and eight immortals had already been reimbursed, and he couldn't see the ghosts, so he thought they had run away.
Desperate slashed a few more times, and then slowly retracted, staring at Bu Youming in a daze.
"Xiaodao Chief, are you alright?"
asked Bu Youming cautiously, slowly stepping forward.
"Don't come here, back away" Juexin suddenly shouted, sat down cross-legged, and threw the blood-devouring knife beside him.
In this fight just now, the desperate killing intent was completely stimulated.
When he saw Lao Bu coming forward, he had the urge to cut Lao Bu in two.
Lao Bu was startled when he heard the shouting, and slowly retreated, still looking at his heart under the eaves.
"Help me light a stick of incense," said Juxin with his eyes closed, with difficulty.
Bu Youming hurriedly agreed, hurriedly lit a stick of incense, and threw it on the altar.
When I smelled the fragrance in my nose, my desperate mood gradually calmed down.
As dawn broke in the east, a ray of light entered the courtyard.
After meditating for half an hour, he opened his eyes, looked at the treasure knife beside him, and sighed: "It's really not easy, it's finally over."
Blood-devouring knife, blood-swallowing knife, come with me. ” "Hahaha" Behind him burst into laughter, and a dumb voice shouted: "What is past this knife, it's mine" He was taken aback, and when he looked back, he saw a bearded man squatting on the wall. 160420oshow7: