He raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at everyone, "Since you die!"

The man in white gritted his teeth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes...

"Strength is the only truth in the world! The weak are only worthy of being trampled!" The black-armored warrior roared arrogantly, waving a long sword in his hand, causing a bloody storm.

"Your struggle is nothing but a futile struggle!"

"What we protect is justice and hope!" The man in white looked firm, and the long sword in his hand danced like a spirit snake, resisting the attack of the black-armored warrior.

"Strength is not used to oppress the weak, but to protect the precious things!"

The conflict of ideas between the two sides is fully demonstrated in the shadow of swords and swords.

The attack of the black-armored warrior was violent and fierce, pouring down like a storm, while the man in white responded calmly, using softness to overcome hardness, and resolving fatal attacks again and again.

In order to protect Luo Xiaoyu, Zhao blacksmith blocked a heavy blow with his body, and groaned and fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and dyed the ground red.

"Uncle Blacksmith!" Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed, and tears burst out from her eyes.

Everyone's hearts were tugging, and a feeling of despair spread.

The black-armored warrior's offensive became more and more fierce, and everyone gradually felt overwhelmed.

They were forced into a desperate situation and had no choice but to retreat.

Xiaohong looked at her injured partner and tears couldn't stop flowing down, and her heart was filled with sadness and despair.

"Are we really going to fail?"

Just then, a clear whistle came from a distance, and a green shadow flashed...

A green shadow, as fast as lightning, cut through the gloomy sky with a clear whistle.

The blue-clothed swordsman fell from the sky like a banished immortal, waving a long sword in his hand, and the sword light was like a rainbow, instantly repelling the black-armored warrior who was besieging everyone.

Wherever the sword energy arrived, the cold light was shining, and the weapons of the black-armored warriors broke one after another like paper.

Screams came one after another, and the black-armored warrior who had just been arrogant and domineering, now he was like a stray dog, fleeing everywhere.

Everyone was already in despair, but when they saw this sudden help, they were all stunned.

Then, the joy of the aftermath of the disaster surged into my heart, and the fire of hope rekindled in my eyes.

Xiaohong looked at the blue figure, and the man in white always looked at her, gentle and firm, as if he was telling her silently: Don't be afraid, I'm there.

Grandma Lin walked to the injured Blacksmith Zhao tremblingly and bandaged the wound for him with heartache.

"Silly kid, why are you working so hard?" She said, gently stroked Blacksmith Zhao's forehead with her rough hands, her eyes full of love.

Blacksmith Zhao smiled weakly, "It's okay, mother-in-law, I'm thick-skinned."

The swordsman in blue shirt landed on the ground, held his sword and stood there, and the wind blew his clothes, making a sound.

His face was like jade, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his whole body exuded a sense of righteousness.

Everyone looked at him, as if he was a god descending to earth, bringing them hope for life.

"Your Excellency..." The man in white stepped forward and bowed with his fists.

The blue-shirted swordsman smiled slightly. Before he could speak, the black-armored warrior leader on the opposite side suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to have helpers! But no matter how many people there are, I can't stop me!" He said, with a strange mark on his hands, muttering words.

The air around suddenly became solemn, and a suffocating sense of oppression came.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and an ominous premonition arose.

"No! This is... a taboo technique!" Elder Chen's face changed drastically and he exclaimed in surprise.

A sinister light flashed in the eyes of the black-armored warrior leader, "That's right! Today, let you see the power of the forbidden technique!" As soon as he finished speaking, a black light shot out from his hands and soared into the sky...

"Do not to escape!" The man in white protected Xiaohong behind him and shouted anxiously.

The black-armored samurai leader's crazy laughter echoed in the air like a death knell from hell.

The black light was like a giant python that chose people to eat, with a terrifying pressure, soaring into the sky.

Wherever the light passed, the air seemed to solidify, and a cold breath instantly enveloped the entire space.

Everyone felt their breathing stagnation, and their hearts were like a huge rock was pressed against, and an unprecedented sense of fear swept over.

Xiaohong held the sleeves of the man in white tightly, her fingertips turned white, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Luo Xiaoyu subconsciously held the weapon in her hand, and Grandma Lin hugged the injured Doctor Zhang tightly, muttering words, as if praying for the blessing of the gods.

Even Elder Chen, who had always been calm, had a pale face at this moment, and fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

They watched the black light circling in the air, like a sickle waving by the god of death, which could fall down at any time and swallow them.

The surrounding trees began to wither, and the originally green leaves instantly turned yellow, then turned into powder and drifted in the air.

The ground also began to crack, and a trace of black gas came out from the cracks, emitting a disgusting smell of rancidness.

The originally clear sky has now become dark and cloudy, as if the end of the world has come.

"What to do? What to do?" Luo Xiaoyu's voice trembled with a hint of trembling. She looked around but couldn't find any place to hide.

"Don't panic, everyone!" the man in white shouted loudly, trying to stabilize everyone's emotions, "We will definitely find a way to crack it!"

When everyone heard this, they turned their eyes to the man in white. The man in white and the swordsman in blue looked at each other, and a trace of determination flashed in both of them.

They knew that only by fighting to the death can there be a glimmer of hope.

The forbidden spell of the leader of the black armored warrior finally fell, like a pouring black rain, covering everyone.

Everyone couldn't hide and they were all wearing colors.

Zhao's blacksmith's wound cracked again, and blood stained his clothes red.

Doctor Zhang groaned and fell into a coma.

The swordsman in blue shirt waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed, shattering the falling black light one by one.

The man in white also tried his best to fight side by side with the swordsman in blue to resist this terrifying attack.

The figures of the two were shuttled through the black light, like two lightning bolts, illuminating this gloomy space.

However, the attacks of the black-armored warrior leader became more and more fierce, and the power of the forbidden spells became more and more powerful.

The swordsman in blue and the man in white gradually felt overwhelmed, and the scars on his body became more and more.

"This won't work!" said the blue-shirt swordsman gritted his teeth, "I must find a way to interrupt his spell!"

The man in white said in a deep voice: "I'll attract his attention, you're looking for opportunities!"

After saying that, the man in white jumped and rushed towards the black-armored warrior leader.

The blue-shirt swordsman took the opportunity to retreat, looking for flaws...

Liewoon suddenly shouted: "I know a way!"

Liehun's shouts rang in everyone's ears like thunder, but no one cared about his "method".

Everyone's eyes were focused on the man in white fighting with the leader of the black-armored samurai.

His body was floating like a wisp of blue smoke, passing through the dense black light.

Every dodge is extremely dangerous, and every counterattack is determined to go all the way.

"It's not a solution to continue like this!" Luo Xiaoyu stomped her feet anxiously, and the weapon in her hand was clattered by her, "We have to find a way to fight back!"

"No!" Xiaohong's face was pale and she grabbed Grandma Lin's hand tightly, "It's too dangerous. We are no match for them at all!"

"But..." Luo Xiaoyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Grandma Lin.

"Xiaoyu, listen to Xiaohong, rush out now and die!" Grandma Lin's voice was trembling, but she still tried hard to remain calm, "We must believe in the man in white, he will find a way!"

Elder Chen stroked his beard and frowned.

His eyes swept across everyone's faces and finally fell on the unconscious Doctor Zhang.

He knew that Doctor Zhang was their only hope. If Doctor Zhang couldn't wake up, they would be finished.

"Everyone, calm down!" Elder Chen's voice was unquestionable majesty. "Now is not the time for quarrels. We must unite to overcome the difficulties!" His eyes turned to Master Lingyin, "Master, do you have any good ideas?"

Master Lingyin sat cross-legged, his hands folded, and muttered something in his mouth.

There was a faint golden light on his body, like a golden Buddha, sacred and inviolable.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly.

"I have found a way to break this taboo spell!" Master Lingyin's voice was loud and powerful, like a morning bell and evening drum, beating in everyone's hearts.

Before everyone could cheer, Master Lingyin suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was shaking.

The golden light that enveloped him also dimmed, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

"Master!" Everyone exclaimed and surrounded them one after another.

Xiaohong looked at Master Lingyin with a pale face and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"God, why did you do this to us? What did we do wrong?" she cried, her voice full of despair.
To be continued...