Fighter of the Destiny

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The pupils turn red and the hair on the cheeks grows suddenly, this is the transformation of the demon clan!

In just a moment, Zhexiu's strength increased several times, and his body's strength reached an unimaginable level. The witch's hands tore his shoulders to pieces, but there was nothing she could do to break his bones. The most important thing is that there is no way to move forward with the sword that insidiously stabbed into his waist.

The sword was drawn out with a whoosh and slashed towards the back of Zhe Xiu's neck. With the aura attached to the sword, Zhe Xiu was unable to resist even if he had completely transformed.

Qi Jian saw this scene from the corner of his eye and was extremely shocked. However, his sword was entangled with the woman at this time and there was no way to save him. He held the scabbard with his left hand and struck behind Zhe Xiu. , using the extremely sharp Lishan Sword Technique, trying to stop the sword.

However, the sword swayed like a spiritual snake, as if it was extremely familiar with Qi Jian's sword skills, and swooped away in the blank space, breaking through Qi Jian's sword power with ease! The second stab of the sword was not originally aimed at Zhexiu, but the target was Qi Jian!

There was another soft pop on the beach!

Qi Jian stabbed the insidious but extremely powerful sword directly into Qi Jian's lower abdomen, causing blood to flow wildly!

In an instant, the sword was pulled away from Qi Jian's lower abdomen like lightning, and moved forward diagonally again, stabbing Chen Changsheng!

The man's first sword seriously injured Zhexiu, and the second sword seriously injured Qijian. Silently and unprepared, it brought extremely tragic consequences. Can Chen Changsheng avoid it?

Zhe Xiu and Qi Jian were hit by swords one after another. Chen Changsheng finally reacted, using his magic steps to avoid the sword thrust from the side and behind.

However, at this time, the attack from the Demon General couple also arrived.

Teng Xiaoming had no expression on his face, picked up two burdens and threw them towards Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was now forced forward by that insidious sword, and had no energy left to avoid it again.

The two burdens were like two hills, hitting his head.

Chen Changsheng's true energy quickly came out, the dagger was unsheathed, and he used a very clever move to bloom two branches. In a seemingly impossible situation, he accurately stabbed the two burdens one after another.

There was a continuous hissing sound, and the two burdens shattered into two clouds of smoke.

The pole in Teng Xiaoming's hand hit his head!

If the two previous burdens were like two hills, then the shoulder pole of the Twenty-Four Demon Generals was like a real mountain, with an extremely severe shadow that directly enveloped Chen Changsheng's body.

There was a loud bang!

A huge pit appeared on the beach on the lakeshore!

Smoke and dust were flying everywhere wildly, and the woods not far away kept falling down with a clicking sound. In a moment, several acres of woods were knocked to the ground!

The demon beauty let out a sharp scream, and taking advantage of the severe injury to Zhe Xiu's waist, she unleashed her demonic power, her fingers glowing with a strange green light, and kept attacking Zhe Xiu.

The woman with a dignified appearance was not gentle at all, her sleeves were swaying lightly in the strong wind, and it seemed as if countless feathers and energy were appearing, attacking Qijian's face.

Zhe Xiu's eyes were blood red, and he looked extremely ferocious. His hands flashed several gray shadows in the air, and he blocked the strong attack of the demon beauty extremely powerfully. However, Qi Jian's lower abdomen was penetrated by the sword, and the injury was too serious. No longer able to fight, he was knocked to the ground by the woman, her face was pale and her expression was exhausted.

At this point, the three human teenagers have been forced into a desperate situation.

Liu Xiaowan, who had not taken action until now, finally took action.

She carried the big iron pot in her hand, and with a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, she came to the three human teenagers. With a flip of her wrist, the big iron pot fell over their heads.

That iron pot was really big, so big that it could cover the sky above our heads, like clouds. If this big iron pot was allowed to fall, Chen Changsheng and the others would never be lucky again.

At this moment, in the deep pit on the lakeshore, in the space full of smoke and dust, a bright light suddenly burst out! Immediately afterwards, footsteps sounded like war drums!

The wind in the lake breaks suddenly and howls loudly!

Chen Changsheng held the dagger, jumped out of the pit, stopped in front of Zhe Xiu and Qi Jian, and stabbed them with his sword!

He stabbed towards the iron pot that covered the sky!

There was a clanking sound, and a hole opened in the middle of the iron pot! Immediately afterwards, the ear-piercing sound of metal friction was heard, and the dagger held by Chen Changsheng pierced the iron pot, and then continued to move forward!

The iron pot was covered like a black cloud, and now there was a piece of light. Chen Changsheng's sword moved forward in that light, bringing more light at the same time, like a ray of sky hanging down in the gloomy rain clouds!

Rub rub rub rub!

That's the pace of the sword!

Rub rub rub rub!

Those are Zhe Xiu’s minions!

There was a soft sneer, Liu Xiaowan's face turned pale, and she rushed back, with a streak of blood on her neck.

The demon beauty groaned and slumped down, with several blood marks appearing on her chest.

Qi Jian finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground, clutching his lower abdomen, his fingers covered with blood.

But at least he's alive now.

Chen Changsheng and Zhe Xiu are also still alive.

The battle situation suddenly divided.

The lakeside became quiet again.

Liu Xiaowan gently touched the blood mark on her neck, and her eyes when looking at Chen Changsheng became much more serious. She was still as gentle as before, but she no longer felt any cordiality.

She never imagined that the dagger in Chen Changsheng's hand was so sharp and could pierce her own magical weapon so easily. What material was this sword made of?

Chen Changsheng looked back at Zhexiu. He was seriously injured. He could only hope that Zhexiu would still have the strength to fight again.

Zhexiu's upper body was covered with blood, but he could still stand. The gray hair on his cheeks had not yet completely recovered, and he was panting. He looked particularly hard, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Looking at Zhexiu's eyes, Chen Changsheng's heart became cold.

Liu Xiaowan and Teng Xiaoming looked at each other and saw the strange look in each other's eyes.

The fact that these three human teenagers were able to withstand this real attack was beyond their imagination. You must know that even they did not know the existence of the sword before entering Zhou Garden.

If you were willing to listen to what I said before I left, that wolf cub would have died a long time ago! The demon beauty was seriously injured again by the finger of the broken sleeve, and looked at the woman beside her and said angrily.

The woman looked at Chen Changsheng and they were silent for a while, and then said calmly: Just the two of us, there is really no chance that we can defeat these two young men.

Chen Changsheng ignored what they were saying.

Zhexiu no longer cares who the Nanke is.

The same goes for Seven Rooms.

Because what they care more about is that sword, that insidious sword.

They looked at Liang Xiaoxiao with different expressions.

Qi Jian's face was pale, his expression was shocked, and he was so sad that he was a little distracted. He looked at Liang Xiaoxiao and murmured, Why?

Liang Xiaoxiao's face was even paler than Qijian's. But there was no expression on his face, and he didn't speak, even though the sword in his hand was dripping with the blood of his companions.