The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 78 Intervention
"Of course it's the one who got beaten!" After Zhao Wuji shook his head, regardless of whether the two were willing or not, the flying sword under his feet flashed a gleam of light, and flew towards the battlefield.

Sure enough, as Sui Xing said, the burly man couldn't take it anymore, and began to retreat gradually, his waving hands became weaker and weaker, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, more than a dozen magic weapons slammed at him again, he swung his hands violently, and several of them flew away, but a flying sword circled behind him at some point, stabbing fiercely at the back of his heart .

His heart tightened, although he knew that he was in danger, but he didn't have time to defend himself, knowing that this time he was in danger, he let out an uneasy growl in his throat.

Suddenly, a golden light shot out across the sky, smashing the flying sword that was piercing the back of the big man. Among the dozen or so monks, one's face changed drastically, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and almost fell from the sky while shaking!
After the golden light shattered the flying sword behind the big man, it circled around the big man again, and destroyed the other magic weapons flying towards the big man one by one!

The fierceness of its attack moved everyone, and several monks spurted blood, their talismans were destroyed, and they were also seriously injured!
"Who?" The rest of the monks were startled, and they hurriedly looked around and shouted angrily.

But not far behind them, a very young guy was standing there stepping on an eighth-grade wind attribute flying sword, followed by two bad-looking guys, also standing on the flying sword !

As soon as the young man beckoned, the golden light flew back to his hand. From the beginning to the end, there was a trace of incomprehensible confident smile on his face.

"You... who are you?" The monks were startled, and looked at the three of them carefully, only to find that except for the two behind them who were Yuan Danqi, the one who made the attack had no cultivation level!
Even the bearded man shrank his pupils and froze there. He couldn't figure out that it was three humans who came to save him!

"I don't know... the seniors of the He sect came here, why did they destroy our magic weapon and prevent us from killing this evil tiger?" The leader of the monks felt resentful in his heart, but because he couldn't see Zhao Wuji's cultivation level, he couldn't help it. He could only ask in a low voice.

"Evil tiger?" Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows and looked at the big man...

(End of this chapter)