Lu Tian's laughter, the white rainbow flew around, obviously not stopping Sun Shangmiao's Nine Swords of Wind and Thunder, and was even more in a defeat. Fortunately, Cuihua and Dali still struggled to maintain it, so they were not strangled quickly, but there must be someone who was hit by the knife in every round of attacks.

Cuihua and Dali discovered that Lu Tianxiao seemed to have lost his mind after being beaten. He actually grabbed the blade with his bare hands, not snatching it, but snatching it to avoid the blade, while Lu Tianxiao obviously sent his hand to the blade.

Sun Shangmiao said, "Haha, is this crazy?" He didn't pay attention, but found that two swords were not working, and seemed to be losing control. He frowned. What's the situation?

At this time, Lu Tiancai said: "You are playing with a flying knife, please continue."

Cuihua and Dali also discovered the abnormality on the field. After a closer look, it turned out that there was a fire of karma on the two knives. How did Lu Tianxiao do it?

Sun Shangmiao was also thinking about this question. Because he had already burned a knife by Lu Tianxiao, he unanimously avoided this situation. So he thought about which step he had hit. The attack was not terrible, but what was terrible was that he didn't know how to hit him.

Cuihua and Dali saw that this was a good opportunity. One was making cigarettes and the other made wine bottles, and they all called Sun Shangmiao. Sun Shangmiao controlled the other seven swords to defend, but there was no attack for the time being.

After a while, Sun Shangmiao remembered that just now, when Lu Tianxiao was grabbing the blade with his empty hands, Lu Tianxiao kept grabbing it with his left hand, and there was karma fire in his left hand. This kid turned out that the purpose of grabbing the flying knife was to dip his own blood on the knife, and then ignite his own blood with karma fire, thereby igniting the flying knife to achieve the purpose of destroying the spiritual energy in the flying knife. This way of losing both sides is indeed feasible. After all, karma fire in hell will never stop.

So Sun Shangmiao scrapped three flying knives in an instant. This sword-control technique requires the injection of his own spiritual power and constantly raising the knife to reach the level of the sword-controlled perfection. Therefore, the sword was broken and he could only practice again, but it took a lot of time to control the new knife freely. Although Sun Shangmiao was called Fenglei Nine Knives, there were actually ten swords, so that once a certain knife was damaged, he was at a disadvantage. However, he had been in the world for so long that the tenth knife had never had a chance to take action. Unexpectedly, he took action today and lost three consecutively. Now there are only seven swords left. Half of his heart was painful, and the other half was passion.

Sun Shangmiao said: "Haha, a junior actually caused me to lose three swords in a row, okay. Let me see how capable you are. The Five Blades of Thunder."

After browsing the ground, Sun Shangmiao immediately turned into a skill. The five flying knives were really like spring thunder, dazzling quickly, turning suddenly and unpredictable. Then he left the ground, stepped on a flying knives, and rushed towards Lu Tianxiao and others.

Lu Tianxiao knew in his heart that at such a fast speed and such a large amount of energy, his karma fire could not be attached to it, and not to mention that he could not catch it at all. Dali and Cuihua also found that he could only block one of these five swords with all his strength.

The drunkard said to the Meinn and the other three, "Take a taste of grandpa's power."

The three of them were stunned and thought to themselves if they really had a backup plan.

Aunt Lan and Ding Maoren knew that this was already a backhand. The last backhand, turning into wine invisible, was the ultimate move for the drunkard to save his life. They turned into wine, avoided physical attacks, and then evaporated and teleported, and then reappeared. However, this move had a side effect. After being used, all of their spiritual power was exhausted, and it would take as soon as one month to recover.

So at present, the drunkards are just pretending to deceive their opponents. Aunt Lan and Ding Maoren have to face the three masters, while also leaving energy to protect the weak drunkards.

Ding Maoren said, "Brother drunkard, you should rest first and see how I cut melons and vegetables." After that, he was full of karma and fire and rushed towards the three enemies on the opposite side.

The ghost craftsman said: "Karma fire restrains my evil ghosts, you can go."

The evasion craftsman said: "I have consumed a lot of spiritual power by him, so I should not be able to use any ultimate moves."

The charming girl said: "If you continuously cast the escape technique like this, you will soon be unable to hold on."

The evasionist said: "See what has been transferred."

The charming girl said, "I'll do it, you can find a chance to fool him."

The ghost wizard said, "I'll attack the drunkards and the others."

The evasive craftsman said: "I will help you when necessary. I will take a rest first."

When the three of them discussed in a low voice, Ding Maoren had already rushed over. The charming girl's nails were changed to blue at this time and she started fighting with Ding Maoren again.

Ding Maoren is worthy of being the God of Fierce Fire. He is full of karma and a kitchen knife. He is really rampant. He is obviously fighting with the charming girl, but he forced the other two people into the battle circle, so he suddenly becomes one against three.

The manipulator of ghost arts only uses fist and foot skills due to karma. The manipulator of the evasive arts also uses a knife. The girl uses charming arts while fighting, and keeps saying things in her mouth: "Oh, be gentle, it hurts me." "Oh, something is going to happen so soon." "Oh, don't get in the middle of the slightest, it will bleed!" It's obvious that they are all about fighting, but when they hear it, people can't help but think in the wrong place.

Ding Maoren's concentration is still good, but he also has to distract himself from the counterattack and harass him in a coquettish manner.

At this time, Aunt Lan also came to help, and a wisp of smoke appeared in the circle like a wisp of smoke. She could not tell whether it was a cigarette or an attack or an attack. She found that it was just a swell of smoke, which dissipated as soon as it touched. If she didn't resist, she was afraid that it would be a killer move. So, the ghost wisper was careful and was burned by Aunt Lan's cigarette butt on the back of her right hand.

The ghost wizard took a step back, and the scene turned 2 to 2.

Ding Maoren made two moves and found an opportunity to say to Aunt Lan: "I don't think it's right to go back to protect the drunkard."

Aunt Lan, another gust of cigarette came out and rushed back to the drunkard.

At this time, the drunkard was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a confused look on his face. He watched Aunt Lan float towards him and began to shake his head and say, "You are on the ghost, don't come over."

A ghost! Aunt Lan thought to herself: These are all very low-level spells. People in the demon subduing circle will not get hit, unless they are extremely weak. Aunt Lan still wants to move forward.

But the originally weak drunkard suddenly stood up, his eyes were red, his mouth was inexplicably cracked, and two big teeth were revealed, which was indescribable. Then he didn't move his mouth and made a sound in his throat, but the sound was obviously not from the drunkard: "I'll try my grandfather's power, it's obviously a show of pretentiousness. How could I be struck by lightning?"

When Aunt Lan heard this, she looked at the ghost trickster.

It turned out that ghosts had already been released, so he was hit by Aunt Lan, but he took the opportunity to quit the circle and let the drunkard get hit.

The drunkard picked up the wine gourd and smashed it at Ding Maoren.

The charming girl and the evasive craftsman had already withdrawn from Ding Maoren's attack range. Ding Maoren returned to catch the wine gourd, and first wondered, the wine gourd never left, what was wrong at this time? Then he looked at the wine gourd, and he understood that this was a ghost, and it was obviously a good thing the ghost manipulator did. He never had a chance to turn the tables again.

Ding Maoren looked at Aunt Lan in despair, and a hint of regret flowed out of Aunt Lan's eyes.

Five thunder blades.

He blocked it vigorously, and then he could no longer lift his right hand. Cuihua blocked it, but she sat on the ground and couldn't stand up.

Lu Tianxiao instinctively waved the white rainbow, but he didn't hit one of the three thunder blades. Is it because Lu Tianxiao can't do it? No, it was because of a battle, and Lu Tianxiao's arm could no longer support the commands of his brain.

Three thunder blades passed through the chest, and the wound did not bleeding, but charred, and then the smell of barbecue appeared.

Lu Tianxiao couldn't hold on anymore and vomited blood.

Sun Shangmiao was stepping on two flying knives at this time and rushed over, lifting his foot and kicking Dali.

Although the strong hand cannot move, he also raises his foot to defend.

But as soon as the two feet intersected, Dali knew that he was fooled. Because Sun Shangmiao had a flying knife under his feet, he blocked the kick, but he could no longer block the flying knife under Sun Shangmiao's feet. The flying knife, leaving his feet, passed through Dali's stomach.

Sun Shangmiao also flew over and kicked Cuihua.

Cuihua saw what had just happened and was prepared to block her feet with her left hand and her right hand's cigarette pierced knife.

Cuihua seemed to have defended both moves, but the knife under Sun Shangmiao's feet did not stop. She brushed the ground and knocked Cuihua's cigarette bag away. With one move, she snatched the opponent's weapons.

The real strength gap.

Sun Shangmiao flew back again, with two flying knives under his feet, high above, and five flying knives behind him, arranged in an idle manner, like a great general who went on a war in ancient times.

Sun Shangmiao said: "It's not easy for three juniors to fight me to this point, but things have ended here. I hope you will have better luck in the next life and go down the mountain after learning, so as not to lose your name early."

"It won't end here!"

A voice came from Sun Shangmiao's back. Although he was tired and weak, there seemed to be another kind of force supporting him.

Sun Shangmiao turned around in the air, looked down at Lu Tian and said, "Three thunder blades are still alive when they penetrate the chest. They are indeed powerful, but what can you do with such a person?"

"Haha, what are you doing?" Lu Tianxiao laughed to the sky and said, "Do you know the illusion?"

"Illusion?" Sun Shangmiao's natural way, but he just didn't understand what Lu Tianxiao meant at this time.

"I'm not sure if I'm hit by an illusion, are you still bragging? You can't tell the difference between reality and illusion. Do you really think that all five of us have fallen? Are you all caught?"

"Five people?" Sun Shangmiao thought to himself: It was obviously three people, but why did they become five people? Am I really getting illusions?

"Haha, no one can find out for it, can't even count it? Take a look at it carefully. Did those three broken flying knives pass through my chest or your teammate's chest."

Did I really get into the illusion? When and how did I get into the trap?
Chapter completed!