The demon rope dribbled around, but it fell to the ground. It's empty. Nothing's tied up. How... How could this happen?! Anyone here? The next moment, Zhao Xiong heart suddenly rose strong uneasiness. This is the monk's instinctive response to crisis in the period of emergence, and it is also his experience of fighting for so many years. Without thinking about it, Zhao Xiong rolled to the side. But there was a deep and hot pain on his scalp, which made him snort. After the first mock exam, Zhao Xiong found himself in a scalp and found that his hair had been cut off by a large piece of scalp. Blood rolled down his cheek. In front of him, a girl with painted eyebrows raised her bright red lips and sighed with regret: "it's a pity that she was dodged!" Zhao Xiong stares at her, "you, who are you? How can a golden elixir monk be so fast? " Yes, the speed was so fast that he didn't find the person in front of him disappeared. Soon, he almost by instinct to escape the fatal blow. Mu Yan's hand turned, and the demon Qin turned into seven colorful swords, which surrounded her. Zhao Xiong is even more surprised. How can he turn a sword into a zither? What's the magic weapon? Why have you never heard of it or seen it? As soon as this idea was turned around, seven swords suddenly attacked him. Zhao Xiong endured the pain of his head and quickly stepped back. However, when the seven swords came near, he was relieved. Fortunately, it looks like a bluff, but it's just the level of Jindan period. The spirit power fluctuates. He can wave his hand casually and... Whoosh -! A snow colored figure suddenly came to him. Slender fingers like jade gently grasp in the air. The seven colorful flying swords seem to be inspired, and suddenly gather together and become one. The crystal clear sword is shining in the moonlight. Zhao Xiong suddenly opened his eyes and his heart pounded. DANGER! He didn't think there was anything wrong with every sword of the seven colors. But the combination made him feel the unspeakable danger. Zhao Xiong didn't even think about it. He quickly stepped back with snake like footwork to avoid the seven Jue sword. At the same time, he took out a huge axe from the storage ring, with unreserved momentum, fiercely cleaved to Mu Yan. At this moment, Zhao Xiong finally did not dare to keep his hand, and did not dare to have any beautiful thoughts. Because he found that in front of this seemingly vulnerable girl, the strength is so strong. It was even better than Chu Tianyou at his peak. Who is this girl? Zhao Xiong can avoid the fatal blow of the seven Jue sword. The giant axe in his hand is powerful and thunderous. And the girl who had been indomitable had to retreat. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his pupils suddenly shrank. Body to the side of the fast side, but a sharp pain or from his back“ Ah --! " Zhao Xiong uttered a shrill cry and looked down. I saw a long black sword coming out of his left lower abdomen. It was black and stained with blood. It kept devouring his spiritual power, blood and spirit, as if to suck him dry. This is... The sword to ward off evil spirits! Zhao Xiong rushed out and escaped a hundred meters. Then he looked back in horror. Just behind the position where he just stood, a little baby with pink carving and jade took back the black sword and stood back to Muyan.