[69 Book Bar-www.] "Doway the He Xiang! Martial arts - roar and slash!"

Seeing that the black whirlwind was already covering the heads of the two people, Bing Zhong did not dodge or avoid it. After pushing He Xiang, who was blocking his sword, he was a third-level martial saint, without hesitation, waved the big sword in his hand into the air!

"boom--!"

The black whirlwind and the white sword aura collided violently in the air. After the loud noise that shook the sky, the two sides were evenly matched! The difference is that the black smoke in the air did not change much, but the ground at the foot of the foot of the jingzhong standing in place was cracked. Fortunately, the ground here was still very strong and did not collapse due to this energy recoil! Otherwise, the two of them would have fallen into the terrifying black valley because of this!

"Damn it! Be careful! Don't forget that we are now above the cliff! The genius is going to go down to that disgusting valley! And this woman can't stand the aftermath of your sword energy!"

At the most critical moment, it was fortunate that He Xiang re-resistant the sack on the ground on his shoulders, so he did not let Princess Wuya suffer this blow and receive any fatal damage. Unlike several holy-level masters, Princess Wuya himself does not have much resistance. With such a high-level energy confrontation, maybe a little bit of it will be wiped out! That's why He Xiang seems particularly nervous!

"Stop talking! Just protect that woman! This cult bastard is enough to leave it to me alone to deal with! Damn guy, dare to shake me a little, I want to see how capable you, a cult demon, are so rampant!"

Maybe the previous knife blocked the opponent's attack gave Bing Zhong endless confidence. Seeing that the black fog in the air had churned up again, he also raised the crazy knife in his hand without fear and actually took the initiative to attack the opponent!

"You are the one who is arrogant! A mere third-level martial saint would not allow you to be so arrogant in front of this priest! Death-!"

There were already some annoying tone in the hoarse voice. He was determined to win an attack, but he did not expect that after being blocked by the opponent by chance, he dared to act directly at himself. This made the priest completely angry. The black energy gradually wrapped the entire black fog in it. The terrifying and evil aura was instantly released from it. Before the priest had time to react, he was already shrouded in the terrifying black light. In an instant, he felt his head was hit hard, and a severe pain came. The movement in his hand was also half a beat because of this, giving the other party a chance to counterattack...

"Idiot-be careful! Behind-!"

He Xiang, who was watching the battle on the ground, watched the sword in his hand with an indomitable aura a moment ago, rushed into the air with an indomitable arrogance. He first paused suddenly, and then kept shaking his head, but he did not see the attack from the black storm behind him. He couldn't help but remind him loudly. Now the two of them were standing in the same boat and didn't care about competing or not! If something happened to Bing Zhong here, he would definitely not be able to live long.

"Bang--"

After all, Bing Zhong, as a third-level martial saint, saved him once. At the last moment of the critical moment, he forced a knife behind him and blocked the attack of the black whirlwind for the second time. However, because of this, his body was uncontrollably recoiled, smashing heavily on the ground, and trapped in a large deep pit. When he struggled again, his clothes were already torn and looked a little embarrassed!

"Damn bastard! The cult people are despicable and shameless! Knowing that competing for strength is not my opponent, I use all despicable means to launch sneak attacks! It's really not a thing! It's a pity that the Tianwu Empire didn't even beat you all in one place!"

After two fights, Bing Zhong stood in front of the pit with a big knife, and was no longer in a hurry to attack, because until now his head still had a faint pain. The pain on his body was not a big problem for him. After all, as a mercenary, it was common to be injured, but the pain from the nerves in his head would not be so easy to eliminate and endure. If it weren't for the crazy knife to support him, Bing Zhong might even be difficult to stand up straight.

"Hmph - I'm still stubborn here when I die! How about the sword attacking! The power of the spiritual piercing of my Voodoo Sect is not good at all! The willpower of the mercenary is indeed not ordinary. If it were an ordinary master, the moment just now would be enough to completely collapse his spirit! But you can't hold on for long before the mercenary!"

The voodoo cult priest in the black fog was obviously very confident about his witchcraft. Looking at Bing Zhong's current appearance, he had already judged his physical and mental condition clearly. It seemed that the two sides had evenly matched each other in the two fights, but before the second fight, the witchcraft that he hit the opponent's mental piercing had begun to have an effect. At least now Bing Zhong's consciousness is definitely not as clear as before. As long as he hits the opponent again, Bing Zhong will completely become a madman.

"Bastard-Bing, you look at this woman. This time it's my turn to meet him-!"

He Xiang was not sure what he was thinking, but when his strength was not as strong as Ju Zhong, he made such a suggestion. Leng Ao, who was watching the show later, was subconsciously stunned. He saw that he threw the bag in his hand high towards Ju Zhong, who supported his body with one knife, and made an action that made Leng Ao a little amused, that was - turn around and run away!

"He Xiang--you damn traitor! Come back to me--!"

Looking at this scene, I still don’t know where I didn’t know that He Xiang, a cunning guy, had already developed a desire to retreat when he saw the situation was not good. He treated Princess Wuya and himself as bait, and wanted to escape from here first!

This change was a bit sudden. Looking at the cloth bag wrapped in Princess Wuya that was thrown high towards him, Bing Zhong naturally didn't even have the interest to pay attention to it. Instead, he glared at the direction of He Xiang's escape and his eyes were about to pop out. However, his mind was still a little dizzy now and he had no ability to catch up and give this bastard a knife!

However, at this time, the priest in the air showed his true face. A thin body, like a skeleton, appeared from the black fog. He stretched out his hand and just grabbed the cloth bag containing Princess Wuya. He looked at He Xiang, who was as smart as he wanted to escape from here, and slowly raised his right hand in his direction.

"Silly guy, you didn't listen when this priest asked you to leave before. Now that you have learned about our Voodoo Sect, do you think you are still leaving? Just as Lord Evil God needs such a vibrant offering to replenish your energy, you can give your body and energy! Hehehehe-!"

The gloomy and crazy laughter made Leng Ao, who was not far away, subconsciously recall the undead magician Sophias he met when he was in the paradise village. This signature disgusting smile seemed to be exclusive to people who use this evil energy!

As the sacrificial voice fell, a very terrifying black mist came first at an astonishing speed, released from his mouth and nose, catching up with He Xiang's body, who had just had time to let out a terrifying scream, and was directly wrapped in black mist. In less than a minute, He Xiang had become a skeleton, and the black mist released from the sacrificial body became clearer and stronger, and returned to his body from the sacrificial mouth and nose!

"Damn it, what the hell is this? The black fog that is hosted in the human body? No! There seems to be some fluctuations of vitality in that fog! It's a living thing-! It's amazing. These disgusting things are so disgusting!"

This scene was not only a bit stunned when standing on the cliff, but even Leng Ao from a distance was a chill. The black fog that flowed out of the priest's body devoured a living flesh in just a few dozen seconds. The word "devouring" might be considered light!

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehes sorry for the crazy sword. It seems that you can only sacrifice yourself to fulfill the evil god!"

He turned slowly, a trace of cold evil flashed in the sacred eyes of the priest, and there was a look of excitement in it. After saying a word, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, and the black mist that was exactly the same as before roared out again, directly covering Jin Zhong's body. This time, Jin Zhong had no ability to use the crazy knife in his hand to cut off the black mist...

"No-no! Ah-!"
Chapter completed!