Chapter 539

The woodcutter sage went down the donkey along the slope to save face, while zhe Huali rode on the back of a tiger and had no donkey to go down.

Zhehuali's forehead burst into a cold sweat. Looking at his right arm, Luo Wushuang had no right arm. He held a knife in his left hand. The mystery of his knife technique was displayed by his left hand.

Zhehuali wants to use Luo Wushuang's knife technique perfectly, so he needs to cut off his right arm!

There are more and more cold sweats on his forehead, and his heart is unwilling!

Before he fought with Qin Mu, he had to break his arm. Who can bear it? Who is willing?

But without breaking his right arm, his Sabre technique could not be as perfect as his master Luo Wushuang. In the face of Qin Mu, he showed an imperfect Sabre technique, and he really had no bottom in his heart.

"Mood has little effect on strength."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, waking up zhehuali, who was in a dilemma.

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at the demon Asura coming. He had been forging iron and did not recognize Jiang Yi.

At the moment, Jiang Yi's body is full of blood. I don't know whether it's his own blood or others' blood, but from the wound on his body, his injury is not light.

He seemed to be rolling fish fillets with knives, and there were hundreds of large and small wounds on his body.

Although he was seriously injured, he was still belligerent, powerful and bloody. When he came, the smell of blood and rotten corpses came to his face, as if he were carrying a vast sea of corpses.

Yi's eyes moved away from zhehuali and fell on Qin Mu: "the state of mind is not strength. The strength of a magical person is reflected in the physical body, the yuan God and the magic power of Taoism, and the influence of state of mind on strength is minimal. The bystander is clear, zhehuali, you have fallen into his trap, don't you jump out?"

Zhehuali's eyes brightened, and his breathing recovered smoothly.

Jiang Yi is one of his few friends in the emperor. The two often exchange ideas. They are close friends and friends of life and death. On the battlefield, Jiang Yi saved his life, and he also saved Jiang Yi's life.

Jiang Yi continued: "The biggest influence on strength is the physical body, the yuan God and the Taoist magic power. Zhehuali, your physical body and mine are stronger than him, and your yuan God is stronger than me, and naturally stronger than him. As for the Taoist magic power, your knife skill is inherited from the divine knife Luo unparalleled, and you have learned the magic skill of the true demon binding the sun Luo, and you are the leader of both families. Is your Taoist magic power weaker than him? He has not even successfully cultivated the true God body, and how can your Taoist magic power be higher? ”

Zhehuali's confidence suddenly returned, and his expression also relaxed. He smiled and said, "sometimes, a magical person needs a good teacher and friend. I already have a good teacher, Jiang Yi, you are my good friend!"

After waking up Yi, he finally regained his confidence, and his state of mind unconsciously returned to the peak.

His strength is more reflected in his possession of the flesh of the young true God, the original God of the young true God.

Although his sword magic power has never reached the level of entering the Tao, in terms of strength, he is not afraid of anyone in the sand table world!

His own advantage lies in the flesh of the young true God. There is no doubt that surpassing Qin Mu can bring him advantages in speed, strength, reaction and magic power.

The second advantage is their own Yuanshen, a powerful Yuanshen like a young true God. Although the role of Yuanshen has not yet been reflected for the magical powers of the Seven Star realm, the good use of Yuanshen is also the key to victory.

He has two masters, Luo Wushuang and bindirira. Bindirira is a magic language, which means King Kong. Bindirira's Yuanshen is extremely powerful. He learned from bindirira the skill to make his Yuanshen further.

At this point, he was convinced that Qin Mu could not match himself.

The third advantage is his knife technique and magic knife. The magic knife is his spiritual soldier. Luo Wushuang personally helped him forge it, and the knife technique is Luo Wushuang's divine knife. In order to make its knife technique reach the extreme, Luo Wushuang has polished it for nearly 40000 years!

One's weakness is mood, but mood has little effect on strength.

Not as good as Qin Mu in mood is the key to victory!

Jiang Yi smiled, very relieved, and said with a smile, "your strength is still above me, but influenced by his language, it's just his way unconsciously."

Zhewali also smiled. If you have friends like this, why should I ask?

Such a close friend is enough!

Qin Mu frowned slightly. A philosopher Hua Li had made him feel thorny. Another Jiang Yi, he really had no chance of winning.

Suddenly, sang Tuo poked his head out, and his two braids hung down. Then he waved excitedly to Qin Mu, "thresher! Don't be afraid, I'm coming! Is there only us here? Elder martial sister Yuhe, elder martial brother Shu Yao and elder martial brother Huang Yue? Are they dead?"

As soon as her voice fell, Yu he walked out with a helpless face. Shu Yao also frowned and followed behind her.

Sang Jia said excitedly, "elder martial sister Yuhe, elder martial brother Shuyou, what are you doing hiding in the mountain depression? Now we have four people, and it's more than enough to deal with the two of them! What about elder martial brother Huang Yue? Is elder martial brother Huang Yue also hiding in the mountain depression you just nested?"

Yu He's face was more helpless, and Shu Yao's eyebrows frowned tighter.

The two of them hid in the dark, ready to attack Jiang Yi and zhe Huali, but they were called by the girl and had to come out, which was not so aboveboard.

Zhehuali said calmly, "I've already noticed you two. You hide there, and your killing intention in your heart can't be hidden. As for the emperor Yue, I killed you with a knife."

Yuhe reluctantly said, "younger martial sister sang, we saw the body of younger martial brother Huang Yue. The others are also dead, and there are only us left. Although they are still dead, they have killed so many demons, and died together with those demon masters, which gives us an advantage in numbers."

She was quite helpless to the girl of Sangye zunshen's family, and she had a deep sense of powerlessness. Sang Gu broke their hiding place, making their previous plan completely useless.

Moreover, even if they look crowded now, they are of little use.

Sang Zhe's strength is low, and he has not passed the test of Zhenshen tower. Without the talent of young true gods, he is useless. Yuhe can imagine that sang zhe must have hidden after entering the battlefield. This simple girl didn't meet the enemy, so she can live to this day.

Qin Mu was also a young man who only knew how to strike iron. He acted recklessly. Before entering the sand table world, he buried himself in forging iron there, neither communicating with his peers nor observing his opponents.

Qin Mu can live to the present, and it is estimated that he has had the same bad luck as sang Zhe. It should be that the demon master who came to kill him met the young master of taihuangtian on the road and died together, so that he can live to the present.

In Yuhe's heart, even if there are two helpers Qin Mu and sang Jia, it's no different from no helpers. She and Shu Yao can only defeat zhehuali and Jiang Yi.

"I hope these two heartless people won't make trouble..." she said in her heart.

However, depending on whether she and Shu Yao can defeat zhehuali and Jiang Yi, she really has no confidence in her heart.

Shu Yao looked at Qin Mu, frowned again, and said with a gentle smile, "elder martial brother Qin, who plays millet, won't play iron?"

Qin Mu motioned to the two with a smile, and the smile on Yuhe's face disappeared. He didn't speak, and Shu Yao pretended not to see it. Sang Jixing rushed over and asked, "have you finished your sword?"

Qin Mu nodded and said with a gentle smile, "sister Yi, the sword is ready."

Sang Yu's eyes were bright: "how about the power?"

Qin Mu said, "just now zhehuali said that his master asked him to show me the sword technique, so I haven't had time to try the sword, and I don't know how powerful it is."

The two whispered and muttered about how to try the sword. Yu he was like a great enemy. He tried to stabilize his mind and didn't listen to what they said. His eyes fell on Jiang Yi and zhehuali, and he whispered, "younger martial brother Shuyao, you deal with Jiang Yi, and I will fight zhehuali. I didn't grasp Jiang Yi better than zhehuali, and Jiang Yi was seriously injured. You get rid of him as soon as possible and come to help me immediately!"

Shu Yao took a long breath and said in a deep voice, "don't worry, elder martial sister, give Yi to me!"

Zhehuali's eyes flashed and whispered, "elder martial brother Jiang Yi, do you choose the strong or the weak?"

"To block the strong with the weak and attack the weak with the strong is the way of art of war!"

Jiang Yi laughed and rushed into the sky with pride: "I will stop the strong, you will kill the weak, and then you and my brothers can work together to win!"

Zhehuali looked gloomy: "you are seriously injured and may die."

"Don't underestimate me. I'm a disciple of Su Mo's true demon, and I haven't performed the demon sacrifice yet."

Jiang Yi laughed and said, "don't worry, I will survive!"

He strode towards Qin Mu.

Yu He and Shu Yao were stunned. What Jiang Yi clearly said was to stop the strong and let zhe Huali kill the weak. How can he turn Yi back to Qin Mu now?

Is this demon crazy and thinks that Qin Mu is the strong and they are the weak?

"Beware of fraud." Yuhe whispered.

Shu Yao nodded and looked at zhehuali coming.

On the other side, Qin Mu looked at Jiang Yi, frowned slightly, and said, "sister Yi, wait a moment, and I'll try the sword."

Sang zhe stepped back, Qin Mu pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and the sword ball floated up and floated in the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the voice of tie ziluo came from the sky and spread all over the sand table world: "we lost, get out of the city, stop!"

No matter inside or outside the sand table world, everyone was slightly stunned, even those gods of taihuangtian couldn't help but be surprised and happy.

Jiang Yi showed disbelief, looked up and shouted, "I'm not dead yet. Why do you say we lost? Tie ziluo, I don't agree with you!"

Outside the sky, tie ziluo's huge face covered the sky and gave him a cold look: "unkind boy. Su Mo, discipline your disciples and let him admit defeat quickly!"

True demon Su Mo frowned and said, "Jiang Yi, we lost this game. You and zhe Huali admit defeat together."

Jiang Yi was furious and said sternly, "in order to take so many demon brothers who died from the city, let them out like this? Master, you are willing, I am not willing!"

Su Mo was helpless and said to tie Rila, "elder martial brother, although I know your wisdom is unparalleled, it's not good to admit defeat and lose leaving the city like this?"

Tie riluo said coldly, "it's better to lose leaving the city than to lose the lives of our disciples. This war has been lost..."

"Demon sacrifice!"

Jiang Yi roared, and all his accomplishments broke out. Suddenly, the sea of blood in the sand table world was steaming, and countless rotten bodies in the sea of blood piled up into a huge altar of flesh and blood. He stood on the altar and rushed to Qin Mu, shouting, "I will not die, and the demon clan will not lose!"

A sword light broke through the air, stunned the world, pierced the sea of blood, flashed across his eyebrows, and the sword light penetrated the sky for ten miles.

Qin Mu put down the sword finger in the center of his eyebrows, and the sword light contracted and turned into a sword ball and flew back.

"Zhehuali, this move is called robbery."

Qin Mu said calmly, "zhehuali, you can take this body back and show your master my sword skills."

Zhehuali looked at the body that fell from the altar. Jain's canthus collapsed, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down his cheeks. Suddenly, his momentum was violent, he was furious, and he stood up and screamed endlessly.

"Admit defeat!"

"You are not the opponent of the four of them!" came the cold voice of tianwai jieluo