Two black flying swords, winding like poisonous snakes, flew towards the blood cicada.

Just this sword-controlling technique is excellent even in the Sword Sect.

What's even more sinister is that the two flying swords were covered with characters that looked like villains.

These are all witch curses. If you are accidentally entangled, you will be able to survive and die.

The blood cicada sat in the center of the practice platform. Although he recited Buddhist scriptures, he had no action.

The flying sword circled around him twice, tentatively like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, but the blood cicada never saw any counterattack posture.

Yuan Wushu sneered: "It's mysterious!"

Two flying swords were already passing directly towards the blood cicada's chest.

The Ten Demon Sects are the Demon Sects. Since they are fighting, there is of course no end to the end.

If you don’t take any ruthless measures, how can you see the real chapter?

After two flying swords penetrated their chests, they did not restrain themselves, but instead repeatedly penetrated and crossed back and forth.

At the same time, the witch curse attached to the flying sword also spread on the blood cicada's body, entangling its entire body.

It seems to be engraved into the soul and tear the three souls and seven spirits of the blood cicada to pieces.

None of the elders watching outside the field called for a stop, and Mo Tingyuan also sat high in the clouds looking down, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

The blood cicada was covered in blood, and the black gauze dress was dyed blood-red.

He pointed at the many blood holes on his body and smiled gently.

"My classmates, please take a look... This is a cicada shed!" As soon as the words fell.

The blood cicada actually flashed layer by layer of rhyme.

A half-filled and half-full body actually fell out.

The original skin was like a torn piece of clothing, peeling off from this gradually solidified figure.

"Amitabha! The future is entangled with cause and effect. There is a cause and a master of debt! The donor! Please go and find your enemy!" The blood cicada knelt down and kowtowed to his faded 'body'. The sound of reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra sounded around, but there were several subtle deviations in this scripture that changed the original meaning.

But the faded skin was flashing with blood and evil spirits, and it flew quickly towards Yuan Wushu.

Yuan Wushu's expression changed slightly, but he was not at a loss. While controlling the flying sword to block it, he also shot out a magic weapon like a ring, resisting the approach of the skin.

However, unexpectedly, the magic weapon like a ring cannot block the skin.

The flying sword continued to intersperse back and forth, as if it had just passed through the phantom, not the entity.

Yuan Wushu's expression changed drastically. He waved his hand and took out a piece of incense, pinched his fingers and ignited it.

"The spiritual fragrance is used to guide you, the mysterious evil guides you, and the cause and effect disappear, and it has nothing to do with me." Yuan Wushu used the magic of escape, trying to get rid of the skin that the blood cicada fell from.

However, this spell was still ineffective, and Yuan Wushu still could not escape the soul-chasing and life-seeking of the skin.

"The Blood Cicada was really killed once. He just used his unique magic to revive and reborn in a special way. But the hatred of killing is especially important. How could Yuan Wushu use such a blood feud as the fundamental spell to offset the lure away with a mere incense?" Ouyang Qin said to his son in a low voice.

Ouyang Su asked hurriedly: "Father, how should you block such a spell? Could it be that you can't attack this blood cicada? And you can't kill him?"

Ouyang Qin said: "Of course not, it's just that the means of killing him need to be particular. Either find a scapegoat in advance, borrow someone else's hands, and kill someone with a knife. Or completely cut off the means of killing him... Just like Yuan Wushu, if he wants to abandon those two flying swords and destroy his own witch curse practice, he can get rid of the entanglement of this skin."

The conversation between father and son did not deliberately conceal the voice.

Therefore, it also spread to Yuan Wushu's ears.

This is considered cheating.

But no one stood up to uphold justice, but they were indulging themselves.

Yuan Wushu gritted his teeth when he heard this and took the initiative to explode two flying swords.

The flying sword that gave birth to spirituality roared in the air, turned into two hideous giant pythons, and then rushed towards the skin that had been flying all the time.

Yuan Wushu stretched out his hand, took out a spell from his spiritual platform, and then crushed it in his palm.

Then the seven orifices were bleeding, and it was so embarrassing.

Yuan Wushu, who had a pale complexion, looked at the skin that had lost its target in the air and seemed to have become stiff, and he was breathing heavily.

The next second, the skin suddenly landed.

Hurry!

The skin bag was like a garment, covering Yuan Wushu's body.

Two black sword lights were drilled back and forth, and the terrifying spell exploded in succession.

Yuan Wushu let out a shocking scream, and then turned into a pool of blood on the performance stage.

The third demon son Yuan Wushu... is dead!

Deadly, it's straightforward.

He still has many methods to not use, and has a lot of trump cards... However, this is useless.

Dead means death.

After killing Yuan Wushu, the broken old skin seemed to have finally disappeared. The blood cicada looked rosy and sat cross-legged in the center of the magic platform with a high breath, with bright eyes glanced at the remaining demons.

"not good!"

"This guy's magical skills are strange."

"He has the effect of molting his skin and seizing the Yuan and the merits. Every time he kills a demon son, it may strengthen his origin."

"He wants to borrow the flesh and blood of other demons to nourish his strength, and finally challenge Ke Xiaoliang!" Ouyang Qin said.

Ouyang Ju's expression changed again, and he was obviously a little confused.

He also saw Yuan Wushu's fate before... He thought that he was helpless in the face of the same situation.

The main reason is that the blood cicada's methods are too amazing and too vicious.

And it's something I've never seen before.

Everyone has no idea how to be prepared for such a method and how to crack it.

Only judgment can be made based on experience.

But obviously, Ouyang Qin's experience made a mistake in his judgment.

The demons on the Black Lotus magic platform almost all had ugly expressions.

Only Ke Xiaoliang continues to be calm and gentle.

Once the martial arts are opened, every drop of blood will have the magic of martial arts suppression. Even the spells of the primordial cultivator are ineffective. No matter how strange the blood cicada is, it has an upper limit. It will never surpass the current realm of the blood cicada, which is too much cultivation, otherwise it will definitely lose control.

Perhaps Blood Cicada also knew that his spell was useless to Ke Xiaoliangshi.

Only then did I think of using other demon sons as nutrients to nourish myself and complete the final transformation.

"Next...who is willing to come to the scene to give me advice?" Xue Chan's eyes swept across the many demons one by one.

Then he looked at Ke Xiaoliang closely.

"Junior Brother Ke, if you are confident, you can break my magic, of course you can also give me some advice." This statement means frivolously, and it seems to be deliberately stopping Ke Xiaoliang from ending at this time.

But when the Blood Cicada said this, many experienced elders frowned.

"Is he a mistake?"

"Why do you need to do this more than that?"

"If the Blood Cicada does not provoke it, then Ke Xiaoliang will not be able to end before the Blood Cicada reaches its peak in order to maintain his face and his identity that has been set up. But now he has provoked it, and instead gives Ke Xiaoliang a chance..."

Mo Tingyuan, who was sitting in the clouds, watching coldly, and waiting for the opportunity, had a subtle expression.

Although it was an edict issued by him that he intended to abdicate the position of sect leader.

But how could he really be willing to give up?

Everything is a game, he is both in the game and the layouter.

Bait and chips are the position of the sect leader under you.
Chapter completed!