Chang Xi drilled into the silver spider web that could not be moved. The warm wind on Erhai Lake blew up the black robe and flicked. Chang Xi's sword steps were growing under his feet. Every step he took was a series of afterimages of uncertainty, moving and jumping into the thrilling spider web step by step.

The black iron spear whistled into the wind in his hand, pushing away all the silver spider silks that were like demons dancing. The spider silks that appeared in the sun were floating in the wind, which seemed soft, but Chang Xi saw with his own eyes a wisp of silver spider silk. He was so light that he didn't see how hard he tried, so he divided a piece of black iron into two, and the section was smooth and made the whole body feel cold.

Chang Xi wrapped the black iron spear with the perfect sword intent of life and death. In order to make the only intact weapon within a radius of hundreds of feet not so quickly, it has to admit that the spider silk spread across the sky was indeed a little trick. Even if Chang Xi wrapped the spider with the sword intent, he could break more than a dozen strands of close-to-body spider silk every time he made a move, but the black iron was just black iron in the end. Soon the spear head was cut off under the spider silk that was as gold as mud. The only thing left was the gun body. Chang Xi had to abandon the gun and exchange his palm for the tail to meet the enemy.

Bo Ying finally stopped this man in black robe with the spider silk secret technique. The spider silk secret technique of Pansiling is also unique among the demons who gathered strange and lewd skills. He claims that after practicing to the extreme, he can bind sentient beings for his own use. If the White Bone Lady who is in charge of Pansiling can bind sentient beings online, others don’t know whether the White Bone Lady’s screams deep in the huge bedroom, the entire southern Xinjiang area does not know how many young and strong handsome men are, or are forced to voluntarily become regular guests of Lady’s bedroom, day and night, and women are squeezed one by one. In the end, those men who are raised like domestic animals are willing to contribute the body of Yuanyang essence and blood that their parents have worked hard to raise to the snake and scorpion woman. It is natural to exaggerate the fact that this is a net-bound sentient beings. If only the net-bound men are bound by the world, the woman who came out of Pansiling is worthy of her name.

Bo Ying is such a poisonous spider with a spider web that is waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Unfortunately, this poisonous spider is not a hunter at this moment, but a panicked prey. Bo Ying, who can climb up to the position in the dirt-filled land in southern Xinjiang, has a rare self-knowledge, knowing that he is definitely not the opponent of the man in black robe. While driving the silver spider web to entangle with Chang Xi, he moved closer to Zhongli.

Zhongli, who is in the sword formation, knows his own suffering.

How terrifying is the Five Elements Sword Formation of Life and Death with perfect attributes? Most of the people who have experienced it have become dead. After the second brother of Qingyun Mountain single sword stabbed the younger generation in southern Xinjiang from the inside out, a wave of sword cultivation among the Wanmo people also set off a wave of sword cultivation. Many evil cultivators with artful temperament began to use swords. In addition to a sword in his hand, there were dozens of flying swords in the storage bag. When they met the enemy, they would smash dozens of swords into one stroke. It seemed powerful, but compared with the orthodox swords that lasted for tens of millions of years in Jiuzhou, the sword cultivators among the Wanmo people could only be called a learning walker in Handan, which was not as majestic and fierce as the righteous sword technique.

Zhongli, who underestimated the Qingyun Mountain Swordsmanship, paid a heavy price for this.

The Five Elements of Life and Death Sword Formation trapped Zhongli and killed it. Seven sharp sword lights tirelessly cut back and forth in the sword formation nearly a hundred feet in a radiant circle, making it fierce and furious. The apricot blossom branches that were very different from the other six swords bloomed with bright green light. In a few blinks, countless hideous holes were left on the earth-attributed corpse.

Qingshuang, Chiying, Hanguang and Bugong were mainly apricot blossom branches with wood attributes. They were surrounded by support. The sword energy stormed, and the withered and decaying flesh and blood on the body of the corpse was left with little left. The corpse was howling and tried to block it with both arms and palms. Finally, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to seize the blue long sword with cold air. Before the corpse was refining the strength to break the sword tip, the apricot blossom branches and Hanguang rescued it in time. Not only did the wood overcome the soil, but the earth produced gold and green sword lights acted as a place to cut off the corpse's arms. The smelly and black blood gushed out from the corpse's arms.

On the other hand, the two black and white sword lights are even more cruel, and the sword intent of life and death is ups and downs. Zhongli has to distract himself from controlling the five swords of the corpse-refining enemy, and he also has to deal with these two bizarre flying swords. The pressure is only higher than that of Bo Ying. He can vaguely capture a powerful ray of floating divine thought in the sword formation. It is the divine thought that only cultivators in the God Transformation Realm can gather so that this sword formation can still exert its due power even if the formation agent is not there.

Zhongli's face was as gloomy as water. He relied on his advanced cultivation and the coffin magic weapon he was carrying could still resist one or two. From the corner of his eye, he saw Bo Ying spinning around the Erhai Lake for a few blinks and was forced out of the secret technique of binding sentient beings at the bottom of the box. Looking at the Qingyun Mountain sword cultivator who could not get below this sword formation with a snap of his finger, he rushed left and right in Bo Ying's hundred-foot spider web. Unarmed, he was almost breaking through the defense line and attacking Bo Ying.

"Bad girl!" Zhongli cursed, but his attention was only slightly distracted, and he was immediately cut by the cave sword with several deep bone- visible wounds.

Chang Xi made the Luque Tai and the Bian Dividing Hand in Wudang Tai Chi. The strength was on the waist, sometimes retreating, sometimes advancing, and his palms changed mysteriously. The Taoist Master Wudang Mountain who had fought side by side with Chang Xi in the tomb of Gongshu family would never have imagined that when he fought against the Ghost King, he only used a few Wudang Tai Chi techniques, and Chang Xi learned the essence of Tai Chi by Chang Xi.

Little do people know that Tai Chi method relies on the five forces of wrists, elbows, arms, shoulders, and waist, which is similar to the destruction and shaking taught by Mr. Mo. It is twice the result with half the effort to understand and practice. At this moment, Chang Xi's hand, the Enveloping Bird Tail and the Mane Split Hand, not only has the changes in Wudang Tai Chi, but also has the fierceness and sharpness of the destruction and shaking method, allowing him to break a way out in the spider web covering the entire field of vision.

Bo Ying, whose face was as white as snow, turned black in front of her eyes, and her breathing suffocated. The black robe figure that occupied her entire field of vision clamped her slender neck with a hot palm. Chang Xi, who flashed the silver cross in her pupils, sneered, and stretched out her other hand and slid into the hidden flowers under the woman's lower abdomen.

Bo Ying pulled a self-conceited smile from the corner of her mouth, thinking that perhaps the man who had the absolute advantage had taken a fancy to her and wanted to be flirtatious in public. The palm that clamped her neck was as hot as if she wanted to melt her. Bo Ying, who cherished her life, twisted her waist to cater to the other big hand that was equally hot and hot, shook her mercy, and was willing to survive only when she died.

The ugly charming smile on her face suddenly stiffened.

The hand that penetrated her body was not to humiliate the frivolous, but tore off the source of the spider web that had been born all over the sky, and also tore off the foundation of the Nascent Soul that she had cultivated for more than 20 years of practice.

Having experienced the bitterness and bitterness of the world, Bo Ying's cultivation level was destroyed. At this moment, she was no different from a mortal. Her face was like a golden paper, and she could still suppress the overwhelming hatred and resentment in her heart. She smiled miserably: "Isn't the maid in Mr. Chang's mansion still lacking tea and water? Now my cultivation level is even less humble than a mortal. Only the figure of Bo Liu is still left, but she can still be a maid next to Mr. Chang?"

God knows what kind of heart this woman has, so that her eyes can still make ripples in her eyes at this moment, and she said with a servile face: "I can serve you tea and water to your son, warm your bed and fold your quilt to Dongzi, and serve you comfortably. I can be the most obedient dog around you!"

Chang Xi clamped Bo Ying's neck with a ring on his hand. A faint light flashed on it, and a sarcastic laughter from Xiao Yao that was angry with him.

She suddenly cried heart-wrenchingly, "I don't want to die!"

The silver cross star jumping in Chang Xi's eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts. He pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered, "You are terminally ill and have no help."

Chang Xi, who was extremely cold-hearted, let the hand that pinched the woman's neck, let the thin cherry blossoms, which had lost their cultivation level and were weaker than the body of a mortal, fall to Erhai Lake, and a beautiful blood flower bloomed on the remains of a spiritual boat.

Chang Xi closed his eyes and flashed back countless pictures of the scenes he had seen when he first stepped into the battlefield of Cangshan. The tragic appearances of hundreds of soldiers in the Great Wilderness Palace were cut into pieces by sharp silk threads are vividly remembered, which is an explanation for them.

Chang Xi opened his eyes and looked at the pool of scarlet blood flowers blooming on Erhai Lake.
Chapter completed!