Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

In the sky.

The thunder light gradually dissipated, and the night finally shrouded the earth again.

"Huh, is this the Sword of Scourge that Hu Baimei mentioned?"

At this moment, Bai Qianjiao was no longer as relaxed as before. Her long coiled hair had fallen down, her face and the white dress on her body were stained with blood, and her lips were slightly pale.

Her breathing became a little heavy, and she firmly grasped the edge of the Qingzhi sword in her hand. There was no flesh and blood on the palm of her hand, only white bones remained.

But the blood on her body came from the person holding the sword opposite.

At this time, Lin Ji was not much better than Bai Qianjiao. A large piece of flesh and blood was missing from his chest, which was snapped off by Bai Qianjiao with the palm of his hand just now.

At that time, he was pulling the power of thunder, and his whole body was numb, but he didn't feel any pain.

But now it is different, the thunder has dispersed.

He lowered his head, and through his tattered skirt, he could even see his ribs behind the remaining flesh and blood.

One of the two held the edge of the sword, the other held the hilt of the sword, keeping their postures motionless, each exploring their own injuries.

At this moment, their breaths almost coincided.

But this calm did not last long.

The two raised their heads almost at the same time and met each other's eyes.

"Ahem, how many more sword strikes can you make?" Bai Qianjiao said in a cold tone.

"Why, you don't want the other hand anymore?" Lin Ji sneered disdainfully.

"It's just a flesh trauma, it's not worth mentioning."

For monks who have entered the Tao, this is indeed the case.

After entering the Tao, there is still a way to regenerate a broken limb, let alone after entering the Tao?
Hearing this, Lin Ji laughed more wantonly.

"The hand is traumatized, so how long can you endure the internal injury?"

As if to confirm Lin Ji's statement, when his words fell, Bai Qianjiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, blood was slowly left on the seven orifices.

This is already the result of her forced restraint.

But even so, she still chuckled twice.

"The Sword of Scourge is really powerful, no wonder you can still hurt that bastard Hu Baimei in Song Cang's dream! Originally, I only thought that the two of them were too underestimating the enemy, but now it seems that you are underestimating you .”

Having said that, Bai Qianjiao suddenly paused.

"Lin Ji, you have such means not long after you broke through to Daoism, and at least you have entered Daoism in Seven Tribulations." Bai Qianjiao said softly, "Are you really going to fight with me? Fighting with me here?"

Hearing this, Lin Ji's expression froze, and the original hardness and weakness in his heart became a little bit weaker.

But it took only a moment for him to react.

Daoyun circulated around his body, and the Yin-Yang fish path diagram behind him shone even brighter.

"You still want to bully me with the way?"

But when Lin Ji yelled angrily, the momentum around Bai Qianjiao became more and more enormous.

Gradually, the surrounding air became distorted, which is what happens when the spiritual power between heaven and earth is condensed to the extreme.

Lin Ji hesitated subconsciously.

Just now, Bai Qianjiao's words really spoke to his heart. He didn't want to die, at least he didn't want to die here, and he didn't want to fight desperately with the old witch in the late stage of Taoism in front of him for no reason.

Until this moment, he was still ignorant, he didn't know what this person was doing in Wucha Town, and he didn't care about the plan of the Palace of Eternal Life for Hehuanzong.

Does this have anything to do with him?

Inexplicably, he was injured, and at this time he was desperately fighting with others for no apparent reason.

Where is all this?
Lin Ji lost most of his anger immediately, and he didn't want to fight anymore.

If he wants to leave, even if the person in front of him is in the late stage of Taoism, he will definitely not be able to stop him.

Thinking of this, Lin Ji twitched violently, wanting to withdraw the Qingzhi sword.

This is the effort without twitching.

He raised his head and saw Bai Qianjiao's boneless hand firmly grasping the edge of the Qingzhi sword. Looking at Bai Qianjiao again, his face became paler and paler.

Behind her, a burst of colorful clouds appeared, entangled with each other and flowing.

"You are really scared." Bai Qianjiao's voice sounded, "The way of desire is like this. It is not like other ways. A monk who enters the way can resist with his own way. The desire I arouse is your own desire , how do you resist yourself?"

Bai Qianjiao raised her left hand and hit Lin Ji.

Seeing that slender hand approaching him slowly, Lin Ji felt that everything around him seemed to slow down, but he couldn't even resist in such a slow motion scene.

He wanted to escape, but the Qingzhi sword was still held. He wanted to let go of the sword, but he saw that his back was already blocked by the silk and satin that evolved from the white dress on Bai Qianjiao's body.

This white skirt is a Taoist weapon, if it hadn't been for the white skirt to resist, the sword just now would have been enough to make Bai Qianjiao's injury a little bit worse, and it wouldn't be as usual, and she could strike without fear.

"I wanted to capture you alive, but after learning the lesson just now, I dare not be careless. Lin Ji, you are a man of heaven, and you are one of the best talents among the younger generation in Kyushu! Everyone knows you If you don't die, you will surely come true."

"Perhaps you don't even know it yourself? Ever since the news of your stepping into Taoism spread, your name has long been heard among monks in the seventh realm of Kyushu. Even the ignorant and ignorant people know that you, a young man, should not be underestimated." .”

"Originally, after the palace found out that you had entered the Tao, there was already a saying, saying that you will let the past go and live in peace with you. After all, although you were born as a supervisor, you have no loyalty to Da Qin. You are an enemy for no reason. It's just that there's no good in hassle."

"But you just happened to run into the hands of the slaves. It is easy to win or lose in a fight at the Dao realm, but it is even more difficult to decide between life and death. But you just met me."

"There are also a few Daoists who died at the hands of the slave family. Regarding this matter, the slave family still has some experience."

As Bai Qianjiao finished speaking, her left hand touched Lin Ji's chest.

That was the place where Lin Ji had been gouged out with a large piece of flesh and blood. At this time, the wound was slowly healing, and the new flesh and blood were attached to his ribs at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The majestic aura gradually gathered in Bai Qianjiao's palm.

But at this critical moment, Lin Ji's right hand holding the sword suddenly exerted force.

"What?!" Bai Qianjiao was startled, but she didn't let go, but was staggered by the sudden force.

The dao rhyme behind her manifested into a phantom of the dao, which was the result of the urging of the dao to the extreme. Under such a situation, let alone Lin Ji who had just entered the dao state, even if he came to the middle stage of dao, he could only Can let her be slaughtered.

Shouldn't Lin Ji be desperate at this moment, closing his eyes and waiting for death?
But Bai Qianjiao didn't think much about the change in the blink of an eye. Although the aura in her hand hadn't reached its peak, it was enough to seriously injure the opponent.

Thinking of this, she wanted to strike without hesitation.

At the same time, the surroundings suddenly changed!