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The sharp blade edge immediately cut off one of Bei Chen's hands. When his hand slashed across the blade, the blood was left on the blade, but not a single drop of blood was seen dripping onto it. All of it was left on the shiny white blade.

Moreover, the incomparably sharp blade seemed to be able to absorb blood, and the blood was actually slowly disappearing, completely soaking into the blade.

Demonic and mysterious!

What was he doing? Bei Chen's face was ferocious, but there was a sickly fanaticism on it. He stared at the long blade in his hands, like a pervert who had not touched a woman in years, fiery and impulsive.

The katana that had absorbed the blood of Beichen actually emitted a light that was a few inches long. It shone brightly as if it was embedded with a gem. He actually floated above the head of Bei Chen and pointed his blade at the middle of the rock. A chill went straight to the center of the rock.

What the hell was this little devil doing? The bloodthirsty longblade and the strange person caused Shi Zhongzheng to be stunned.

The Demonic Saber Village Head?

Shi Zhongzheng finally remembered that Long Anbang had told him that Bei Zhen was the leader of the new generation in the East China Sea, and that he had obtained the recognition of the Demonic Saber Village's leader.

Spirit Severing! That knife is provoking you. Can we kill him together? Shi Zhongzheng called out to him softly in his heart as he transmitted the feeling of confidence from his Spirit Severing to Shi Zhongzheng.

The pitch-black blade was even dimmer, as if it had absorbed the endless darkness around it, as if it was as black as ink!

"Hu!" A Spirit Severing Cultivator also had a spirit, and it hung above the head of the stone. Facing the Demon Saber's provocation, he was not afraid in the slightest.

One black and one white, both peerless weapons, revived under the call of their master.

"Whoosh!"

It transformed into two streaks of black and white lightning that intertwined together. Saber beams shot out in all directions, causing an ear-piercing sound.

Currently, Shi Zhongzheng and Beichen emperor had both become spectators. The powerful Spirit Slaying and demonic village heads continuously battled in the air as if they had their own consciousnesses.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the stone was about to focus all of its attention on the Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, a faint sound of breaking through the air could be heard.

The Spirit Slaying Fist in the air was like a swimming dragon, quickly escaping from the battle with the demon knife. It dangerously cut a dart in half right in front of the middle of the stone.

The Spirit Severing Cultivator once again flew into the air, meeting the demonic blade that was swinging down with a domineering aura.

"Clang!"

With the Demon Saber's accumulated strength and the fact that the ground was from top to bottom, it occupied a powerful position. This time, they had crossed paths. However, the Spirit Severing cultivators suffered a loss. They were actually ruthlessly chopped down by the demon sabers, causing them to fall down in a wobbly manner, as if they were drunk.

However, just as he was about to land on the ground, he forcefully stopped his descent and was almost hit by the demon knife. This was a challenge to his dignity and a disgrace to him. It turned into a streak of black light, coming at an even faster speed. Once again, it collided head-on with the demon knife.

Damn it, how could he still dare to be so sinister? Shi Zhongzheng was extremely infuriated as a layer of frost covered his face. If it wasn't for the fact that the Spirit Severing expert had returned to his side and saved him, he wouldn't have known that the dart would have hit him.

What a vicious method! Shi Zhongzheng was infuriated, but he didn't feel awkward with the opposite party. It was as if his sneak attack was a common occurrence for him.

Do you think you're the only one with a dart? Look at my flying needles!

A black flying needle made of meteoric gold came out from behind the stone. Since his family gave this flying needle to him, it had been growing in his body.

Although it was not as strong as a Spirit Severing cultivator, it was still a great help to Shi Zhongzheng.

Another dart came, and the Meteorite Needle smashed into Shi Zhongtian's consciousness.

In terms of materials, even if the Meteorite Flying Needle was faster, it still wouldn't be able to compare to a Spirit Severing martial artist. In other words, a Spirit Severing martial artist wasn't something that the Meteorite Flying Needle could compare with. However, compared to Bei Chen's darts, the material was much better.

In addition, the flying needles had already gone through the nourishment of the essence energy in the stone, making it extremely easy to use.

In the confrontation between the flying needles and darts, the flying needles were once again split into two black streaks of light.

Under the direction of his consciousness in the stone, he stuck close to the ground and shot towards the direction of Beichen.

It was just that when faced with the powerful attack of Beichen, he had to split his attention to two uses. It was just a little bit difficult for him. His eyes were wide open, his eyes were red, and his lips were as sharp as knives.

They did not respect each other!

When the needles on the ground arrived in front of Bei Chen Tai Yi, they suddenly jumped up and went straight for Bei Chen Tai Yi's heart.

When did he get here? This was Bei Chen's first thought after seeing the flying needles.

Weren't flying needles still in the air? How could there be one? A series of questions appeared in his mind. Facing this killing blow, Beichen was a little astonished, he couldn't believe it.

"Puchi!"

At that crucial moment, Bei Chen raised his arm to cover his chest, finally protecting his heart. However, the needles were stuck in Beichen's right arm, and he could still feel them moving, trying to pierce through his arm and pierce into his chest.

Without the obstruction of the darts in the air, another flying needle was also heading straight for Beichen's face.

"Village Head!"

At this critical moment, Beichen shouted loudly. The village that was battling with the Spirit Slaying Sect in mid-air heard the call. The saber's body trembled. How could a Spirit Severing Cultivator miss such an opportunity?

Carrying unparalleled domineering power, the blade's radiance grew even more resplendent, and the dragon head in front of the blade seemed to come alive. Waves of divine dragons roared as their dragon whiskers danced about.

"Clang!"

With a world shocking sound, the Demon Saber was cut down by the Spirit Severing cultivator. Using this force, he finally blocked the flying needles in front of Bei Chen and stood in front of him.

At the same time, the Spirit Severing cultivator returned to the hands of Shi Zhongzheng with excitement and encouragement. As he held the Spirit Slaying Stone in his hand, he felt a sense of connection between his blood vessels.

Even though Shi Zhongzheng could feel the excitement and agitation of a Spirit Severing cultivator, he was still a bit upset. The originally tyrannical Spirit Severing stage, where no one dared to go against it, was now unable to even treat a small katana. How could he be willing?

"It doesn't matter. There will be a day when I will make you shine again. When that time comes, you will be able to sever your Demon Spirit and slaughter everyone in every direction." Sensing the self-blame of the Spirit Severing Cultivator, Shi Zhongzheng also knew that his own cultivation base was not high enough.

The Demon Saber Village had already returned to the hands of Bei Chen Tai Yi. Under the control of the Stone, the Sky Falling Gold Needle had returned to his side, floating above his head.

As he grasped the divine light that was only a few inches away from his Spirit Severing blade, the Meteorite Gold Flying Needle flew up and down on his head.

Bei Chen looked at Shi Zhongzheng coldly. Seeing that this brat was being honest, he did not expect that his methods would not be inferior to his. He was despicable and shameless.

There were some bloodstains on his chest that made his clothes wet. The waves of pain made his face look even more sinister.

"Master!"

Seeing Shi Zhongzheng holding onto the Spirit Severing Stage item and once again rushing towards him like a man putting his life on the line, a look of panic appeared on Bei Chen's face.

He was already injured, the one who would suffer the most in the end when fighting with him would definitely be him.

The old man who was fighting with Cai Yun, turned his head when he heard Master Bei Chen's shout. However, he only saw blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and his arm.

With both hands flying, countless darts shot out, attacking Cai Yun.

The darts that filled the sky fell like rain. The colorful clouds had a graceful posture and a myriad of expressions. It was as if they were gracefully dancing in the air. As the colored light swept through the area, countless darts were minced into powder.

However, the old fogey had already reached Bei Chen and was holding onto the demon knife with one hand while holding onto Bei Chen with the other. Seeing the incoming rock, the old man's lips curved up in a sinister and terrifying smile.

F * ck, this old fart, I'm not playing with you! Shi Zhongzheng forcefully stopped in his tracks and rolled to the side.

What a great donkey roll! After dodging the old man from afar, Cai Yun also floated down from the sky and stood beside Little Rock, protecting him.

"Humph, you guys got lucky this time. We won't be so lucky next time. Let's wait for the Sky Emperor's wrath!" The old man looked at Beichen who had fainted in his arms, then turned his head to look at Shi Zhongzheng and left with unwillingness.

As the tree fell to the ground, the rest of the Ninjas retreated like a receding tide.

"Shitou ge, are you alright?" Cai Yun looked at the blood on the corner of Shi Zhongzheng's mouth and asked with great concern.

"Be careful!" A dazzling saber light closed in from afar, quickly charging towards the stone pillar and Cai Yun.

Shi Zhong didn't have the time to talk to Cai Yun anymore, as a huge flying arrow came flying from the sky, heading in his direction.

What?

Cai Yun and Shi Zhongzheng stood very close to each other, especially when they saw Shi Zhongzheng's panicked face turning pale. Within the black pupils of the stone, there was a pitch-black flying arrow, its tail emitting a resplendent light.

At this moment, Shi Zhongzheng had already embraced Cai Yun. He turned his body and faced the back of the arrow, tightly holding Cai Yun in his embrace.

A warm smile was revealed on his face. It was quiet and bright. The strong unwillingness to part from his love nearly melted Cai Yun's eyes.

Big brother Little Rock used his life to protect himself. This affection, this love, Cai Yun's heart was like the bright spring sunlight shining on his body, it was very warm and caring.

The arrow's tail was like a broom as it flew over. A divine light appeared in Cai Yun's gentle and beautiful eyes. Extending his slender fingers, a multicolored mist formed between his hands.

They formed a rainbow net, and the rainbow strings shone with divine light, blocking the huge flying arrows.

The flying arrow was blocked. Under the effect of inertia, it still rushed to the back of the stone. It stopped about fifty to sixty centimeters behind the stone pillar. The tip of the arrow was still quivering and struggling within the Five-Colored Immortal net, as if it wanted to break it.