There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

On the other side, Xiao Jiu remembered Gu Xia's words firmly and must not let the demons get close to Jiang Chaoxu. Auspicious lines flowed under the narrow fox eyes, and the bright flames formed a protective circle. The temperature of the entire sea area continued to rise. The scene where water and fire should have been incompatible now had a kind of strange harmony.

However, any demon who wants to get close will be burned, literally courting disaster.

"What's going on with that contracted beast?" The woman, who was already about to get angry at her stupid companion, felt her temples throbbing. She stared at the movement in the distance and sighed, "A spirit beast in the Spiritual Transformation Stage? You guys hid it pretty well."

Ye Sui'an waved the talisman on his fingertips and said with a smile, "Yes, how can we deal with disgusting demons like you without keeping some trump cards?"

The woman's expression turned cold, and her tone was mocking, "You said that we demons are disgusting, but what are you? The running dogs of the righteous?"

The so-called direct descendants of the five sects are nothing but a group of naive people specially trained by the five sects to fight against the demons.

It is undeniable that these disciples are indeed incredibly talented, and their speed of growth has caused some trouble to their plans. Perhaps if they are given enough time, they can really do something, but unfortunately, the demons will not give them time.

Xu Xingmu threw the corpse of the demon that had just been stabbed like a hedgehog directly on her head and raised his voice, "Then who are you? How dare you be so arrogant in the territory of the cultivation world?"

Do you really think they are all dead?

The boy's actions were sudden, fast and ruthless, without even a word of greeting.

The woman's eyelids twitched, and she looked with disgust at her companion who was pierced through the heart by thousands of swords in front of her, and said coldly, "Idiot."

It was obvious that these three disciples were trying to provoke him, but this man actually rushed over without thinking. The Spirit Transformation Stage had ways to save his life, but everything that happened just now was too sudden and unexpected, so the man had no time to escape.

Their target is not these three disciples. The most important one has not been caught yet. The woman is too lazy to get entangled with him too much. The demons in the Nascent Soul stage are afraid of Xiao Jiu and dare not approach him, so she will let the demons in the God Transformation stage come in.

Anyway, the thing the demons have the most is humans.

"Go catch him. As for the fox," she curled her lips, "just kill it."

Upon hearing this, several people in the Spirit Transformation Stage from all around rushed over with their weapons in hand. The mermaids felt a little nervous when they sensed the powerful aura approaching.

Dealing with those Nascent Soul stage demons who rushed forward without regard for their lives has already made them tense in their minds. If another Spirit Transformation stage demon comes, they will really be on the verge of reaching their limit.

Noticing someone approaching, Xiaojiu lowered his body slightly, wrapped his tail tightly around the boy's waist, and threw him onto his back, his fur visibly standing on end.

"..."

To be honest, Jiang Chaoxu used to sympathize with her when he saw all the demons rushing towards Gu Xia, but now that it was his turn and his junior sister's turn to be treated the same way, he finally understood her feelings.

I never thought in my life that a pill cultivator like me could attract several people in the Spirit Transformation Stage to attack me.

It's also unique in the profession of alchemy, right?

"We have to go and help." Xu Xingmu chopped down the demon in front of him with a sword, and his mood became obviously angry. There were too many of them. If Xiaojiu brought Jiang Chaoxu with him, there would be no guarantee that there would be no accidents.

A sharp whip came towards his neck like a ghost: "You should take care of yourself first."

Xu Xingmu instinctively sensed the danger and raised his sword to block, but the magic sword in his hand was tightly bound by the whip that was wrapped around him like a water snake and he couldn't break free. He tried to pull the sword free several times but failed. The boy simply grabbed one end, and his palm was scratched by the raised spikes. He pulled his opponent to stagger, and then smashed her abdomen with his bloody fist quickly and accurately.

You can almost hear the crisp sound of bones dislocating.

He had done this method of hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred many times, and could be said to be very proficient in it. However, his punch fell short again. The woman's eyes turned cold, and the long whip in her hand turned into a long sword in an instant and stabbed forward.

The defensive talismans were broken one after another, but a pause of only one or two seconds was enough. Xu Xingmu kicked her hard in the wrist and did a backflip to create distance.

"Fuck, you're so sinister." He almost got his neck cut.

Ye Sui'an heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the defensive talisman he had inserted earlier blocked the attack. The sword cultivators were fighting each other more recklessly than the other, but luckily he had foresight.

but……

"A whip can also turn into a sword?" He touched his chin: "Is it a magic weapon? Or a spiritual weapon?"

What they usually see are basically fixed magical weapons, and this kind of magical weapon that can flexibly change shape is quite rare.

By the way, it seems that most of the magic weapons of the demon clan were snatched from monks.

Thinking of this, Ye Sui'an's eyes lit up, and he clenched his right fist and pounded his palm: "Big Brother, can you take her whip?"

No matter what kind of magical weapon or spiritual weapon it is, just snatch it and take a look and you will know.

Shen Weixun refused: "...No."

Whether it is a monk or a demon, weapons are their partners who fight side by side with them. Unless they are killed, this is basically impossible.

“…if you grab it, you can give it to Junior Sister to use to beat people for fun.” Ye Sui’an added softly what he had not yet finished saying.

Then the eldest senior brother thought seriously for two seconds: "It's not impossible."

Ye Sui'an: "..."

Okay, okay, big brother, you are playing double standards, right?

A junior sister is a junior sister, so does that mean he is not a junior brother?

Then the woman found that Shen Weixun's sword was faster than the last one, bypassing the obstruction and attack of others, and the sword wind with murderous intent swept towards her.

"what???"

Her eyes widened slightly.

*

The demon leader who was fighting with Gu Xia had a sinister look in his eyes, with emotions surging and churning in his eyes, finally turning into a roar.

After the wind cooled his butt, his head now feels cool too.

Obviously, the importance of hair to demons who are hundreds of years old is self-evident.

Fushengjian wandered around and saved the mermaids who were almost killed. After hearing the roar, he turned around and laughed without disguising himself: "I was wondering where the big light bulb came from under the sea. It turns out that it was the brainless demons that were glowing."

A streak of ice condensed at the tip of the Huixue Sword, and without even turning his head, he struck a demon behind him directly between the eyebrows, commenting in a cold voice: "It's an eye-opener."

The two sword spirits were talking to each other, and the words were not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

Gu Xia felt a little embarrassed. These two sword spirits only had some tacit understanding when they were arguing with people, and their ability to attract hatred for her was first-rate.

As expected, the man who felt insulted turned blue and red, and then turned black.

The sudden burst of demonic energy shattered the surrounding reefs. His eyes were fixed on Gu Xia, and he gathered his killing moves and pointed the long sword at her.

It was all her fault!! He wanted to use Gu Xia's life to commemorate the loss of his hair.

Demons are generally moody and like to go crazy. Gu Xia had been on guard against him. He raised his hand and quickly made a sword gesture. A silent stream of water swept over, and a cold sword light suddenly shot out from the void.

The sharp sword energy was wrapped in the water tornado, leaving no doubt that if one accidentally fell into it, he would be strangled to death in an instant.

Demonic energy and spiritual energy collided in the sky, causing a deafening explosion. The Moon-Picking Sword mobilized the surrounding water to rotate rapidly, and when the speed reached a certain level, the gentle water flow could also deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

This is what Gu Xia thought of after noticing the sword energy of the senior brother just now. Compared with other spiritual swords, the water-attributed Moon-Picking Sword is easier to use. The vast sea area is simply its home court. She seldom uses this sword, but the sword spirit and the sword master are in tune with each other, so this time may be an opportunity.

Gu Xia could clearly feel the sword trembling slightly when he held it in his hand, and he was eager to point it directly at the man opposite him.

"Calm down." She had to speak out to comfort him: "You haven't transformed yet. If you fall into the hands of the demons, I won't be able to save you in time."

Who could she cry to if her magic sword was broken?

Xie Baiyi, whose natal sword was broken, is the best example. He is still trying to repair his sword.

The aftermath of the large-scale explosion was trapped in the space where the two men were fighting. As the world spun around, Gu Xia's ribs were broken by a blow and her whole body flew backwards. The sharp demonic energy pierced into her body, bringing a strong sense of corrosiveness, and she turned pale in an instant due to the pain.

Grass.

It still hurts.

"I have to admit that you are quite capable."

The man gathered a ball of demonic energy in his palm, and he approached silently, trying to crush her skull with it, but his tone was extremely cold: "But... this is the end."

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