Volume 10, Chapter 831
Chapter 831
The weapons used by these dark spiritualists made Huangfu Xiutai feel uncomfortable. He used his sword to block the flying spiritual swords again.
However, after he blocked a wave of spiritual swords, another wave flew over immediately. The number of spiritual swords increased. In the end, there were flying spiritual swords all around him, like black bats surrounding him.
Two fists are no match for four hands. Facing so many spiritual swords, no matter how fast Huangfu Xiutai's moves were, it was difficult to block them all. He was forced to use his spiritual martial arts skills to deal with them.
When he cast a skill, he could often bounce all the spiritual swords on one side, but the bounced spiritual swords would immediately fly back, and the cycle would never end.
But the spiritual energy in his body was limited. If he continued to fight like this, he would be exhausted and exhausted.
Facing the current predicament, Jin Xuan naturally knew it well. If it weren't for her drag, how could these dark spiritualists trap his senior brother? She said in a hurry: "Brother, don't worry about me, you go first, otherwise none of us can leave."
Huangfu Xiutai didn't respond. He didn't want to say any more nonsense that was meaningless to him. He suddenly stopped and at the same time, he used all his strength to release the spiritual pressure.
For a moment, the air around him seemed to be solidified. Under its resistance, the flying spiritual swords became slow motion. Taking this opportunity, Huangfu Xiutai counterattacked and faced many dark spiritual practitioners, casting a cross-cutting? Extreme.
Dense spiritual blades flew over the dark spiritual practitioners. Seeing this, everyone scattered like birds and beasts. Those who were outside the spiritual pressure used shadow drift to dodge away, and those who could not use shadow drift in the spiritual pressure tried their best to dodge to the sides.
At this time, the spiritual swords of the dark spiritual practitioners were trapped in the spiritual pressure. It was impossible to take them back immediately to rescue their companions. Even if they dodged faster, they were still faster than the cross-cutting? Extreme spiritual blades.
There was a series of crisp sounds coming from the scene. Four dark spiritual practitioners were unable to dodge and were hit by the cross-cutting swords.
Under the group of spiritual blades, the bodies of the four people were first cut into pieces, and then the split bodies were minced. After the spiritual blades had swept through, there were only four pools of fine meat paste on the ground, and not even a piece of meat could be found.
"Damn it!" The dark inner sect spiritual practitioner cursed angrily, swung his spear forward, and resisted Huangfu Xiutai. His cultivation was obviously higher than those other dark spiritual practitioners. With the spiritual spear in his hand, he flew up and down, and every spear went to Huangfu Xiutai's vitals.
As Huangfu Xiutai's mind turned, the spiritual armor on his arm extended to the left and right, forming a spiritual shield, which protected Jin Xuan who was hugged by him. The spiritual armor on the other hand extended into a strange spiritual blade, thin in front and thick in the back, with sharp edges on both sides.
The two of them fought together, fighting fast, making moves and retreating moves that were dazzling. While the two of them were fighting fiercely, the dark-type spiritual practitioners around them were not idle either. They each retracted their spiritual blades, aimed at the weak points around Huangfu Xiutai, and suddenly swung a knife.
It was hard enough to deal with a dark-type inner sect spiritual practitioner, not to mention that there were so many accomplices around. Huangfu Xiutai knew that if he wanted to win this battle, he had to fight quickly and get rid of this dark-type inner sect spiritual practitioner in the shortest time.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, suddenly exerted his strength, and attacked more than ten moves in one breath. While repelling the opponent, he took advantage of the opponent's unstable foothold and shouted again, exerting all his strength to release the spiritual chaos.
The dark-type inner sect spiritual practitioner also reacted quickly. He first jumped back continuously, and then the spiritual spear in his hand shone brightly, and he performed the spiritual transformation of the army. When he waved his spear, a huge illusion appeared in the air, holding the spiritual spear, and flew forward.
That was the unique spiritual skill of the dark spiritual cultivators - Ghost Blood Blade Rage.
The illusion rushed into the spiritual blades of the extreme spiritual chaos, and swung the gun continuously, and the crisp sound of ding-dong-dang was endless. When the huge illusion was torn apart by the spiritual blades, the spiritual blades were all offset.
Huangfu Xiutai's eyes widened, and he thought to himself: I wonder how long your soldier's spiritual transformation can last! He took two steps forward and was about to cast a spiritual skill again. At this time, two spiritual blades flew over from the side, flying towards his elbow and knee.
He gritted his teeth secretly, and with his arms swinging, he first blocked the spiritual knife attacking his arm, and then raised one leg. When the spiritual knife attacking his knee flew close, he stepped down with his raised foot, and heard a bang, and the spiritual knife was stepped on by him.
Before he could make the next move, the dark inner sect cultivator took advantage of the situation and used his spiritual martial arts skills again. This time it was Ghost Blood Blade? Rage? Seven Consecutive Decisions.
The phantom formed by spiritual energy whistled in the air like a ghost crying and howling, holding up the spiritual spear, and flew straight towards Huangfu Xiutai. He was about to swing his blade to block it, but more than ten spiritual knives flew over from all directions.
In desperation, Huangfu Xiutai could only block the spiritual knives around him first, but at this time the phantom was close to him, and the raised spiritual spear stabbed down fiercely, aiming directly at his chest.
Huangfu Xiutai subconsciously blocked it with the spiritual shield on his arm, and heard a loud clang in his ear. The dust around his feet was raised so high, and under the power of this heavy spear, he couldn't help but take three steps in a row. Before he could stabilize his body, the phantom came one after another, and stabbed down with another spear.
Dang! The next crisp sound was like thunder in the clear sky, louder and sharper than the previous one, and Huangfu Xiutai also retreated five steps. But this is not the end, there is also the ghost blood blade? violent? five consecutive skills.
The illusion continued to shoot, and Huangfu Xiutai passively blocked with the spirit shield. There were three more loud noises, and he was retreated more than 20 steps.
Without giving him a chance to breathe, the dark spiritualists who followed him around threw out their spiritual knives, still sneaking to attack his weak points.
Even if Huangfu Xiutai was powerful, he was stretched to his limits and difficult to deal with when facing the spiritual transformation of soldiers and so many spiritual knives, not to mention that he was holding Jin Xuan and one of his arms could not move.
He just didn't take care of it, and a spiritual blade cut a hole in the knee of his left leg. Fortunately, his cultivation was deep enough and the spiritual armor at the weak point was tough enough, otherwise this knife would have cut his hamstring on the spot.
Even so, Huangfu Xiutai still groaned in pain and staggered back three steps. He didn't have time to check the injury on his knee, and the illusion came again.
I saw the huge illusion suspended in the air, and the long spear stabbed from top to bottom. The force was so great that it was more than a hundred pounds.
Huangfu Xiutai's knee was injured and he couldn't move easily. He was really unable to dodge. He could only use all his strength to raise the spirit shield and take the last two blows of the ghost blood blade? violent? seven consecutive decisions.
Clang clang - with this loud noise, Huangfu Xiutai's body bounced off the ground and flew straight back. Before he landed, the illusion flew up, this time changing the stab into a smash, using the spirit spear as a stick, aiming at Huangfu Xiutai's head and smashing it down.
Huangfu Xiutai was unable to parry and could only continue to block with the spirit shield.
Boom! His figure flew backwards and was directly knocked to the ground from mid-air, smashing a big hole in the ground. Looking at the scene again, dust was flying, yellow sand filled the sky, the sky and the earth were dark, and the sun and the moon were dim.
After the last attack, the illusion condensed by the Ghost Blood Blade? Rage finally dissipated in the air. When the dust at the scene dispersed, people looked again and saw Huangfu Xiutai standing there, and Jin Xuan was also held in his arms intact.
Seeing this scene, everyone present shuddered secretly, and a chill arose from the bottom of their hearts. Is this Huangfu Xiutai still a human? He is simply a monster, and he really deserves the title of the Great Elder!
After casting the Ghost Blood Blade? Rage twice in a row, even the dark inner sect cultivator couldn't help but gasp, but Huangfu Xiutai was only injured in the knee bend, and this wound was not caused by him.
He panted, raised the corner of his mouth, let out a sinister laugh, and murmured: "Today, I will absorb Old Huangfu!" As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted: "Huangfu Xiutai is already at the end of his strength. Go up and take him down for me!"
At his command, the stunned dark spiritual practitioners reacted one after another, and rushed forward like a pack of wolves again. Dozens of spiritual swords either shot straight or drew arcs in the air, attacking Huangfu Xiutai from all directions.
At this time, although Huangfu Xiutai was not at the end of his strength as he said, he was really exhausted, especially when he blocked the seven heavy blows of Ghost Blood Blade? Rage? Seven Consecutive Decisions, and was also shocked to the point that his blood and qi in his body were churning.
But he didn't dare to show any weakness at this time. He knew that as long as he showed a little bit of helplessness, the opponent's attack would become more fierce, even unreserved.
He took a deep breath, cheered up, and retreated while knocking back the flying spiritual blades.
He retreated, and the dark spiritualists chased closely. Both sides fought and moved at the same time. However, the dark spiritualists were also worried. They only dared to control the spiritual swords from a distance and did not dare to rush to Huangfu Xiutai for close combat.
The two sides fought and fought, and stopped and fought. After an unknown period of time, the sun had risen to the top of their heads and it looked like noon.
By now, not to mention that the dark spiritualists were exhausted, even the clothes in Huangfu Xiutai's spiritual armor were soaked with sweat. After three days and three nights of escape, plus this whole morning of fierce fighting, the old man was exhausted by now. The reason why he could still fight was only supported by his will to survive and the responsibility to protect Jin Xuan.
When the two sides were fighting fiercely, they suddenly heard the sound of eagles screaming in the sky. The dark spiritualists looked up and found that two black eagles were circling in the air.
People only took a look and then lowered their heads to continue fighting. No one would take the two eagles seriously. However, soon after the two black eagles appeared, two more cavalrymen appeared hundreds of meters away to the north of them.
The sharp-eyed dark spiritual cultivator saw it clearly, frowned, and quickly withdrew. When he got close to the dark inner sect spiritual cultivator, he said in a hurry: "Captain, the wind cavalry is coming from the north!"