Chapter 257

"The evil animal is hurt. Hurry, don't let him run away." the whole neck of xuanhu was pierced by a blood hole by the flying sword. This fatal blow would have been killed if it had been an ordinary monster, but the xuanhu was still struggling and trying to escape.

Xuanhu plunged into the nearby woods. The two evil friars were about to catch up. Suddenly, two figures suddenly appeared and stopped their way. Po and Zilong were holding magic weapons of spirit tool level in their hands. Their momentum was amazing, which frightened the two evil friars.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?" one of the demon friars saw Po and said.

Po's mouth rose and said, "we're the ones who want your life." as soon as the voice fell, Po dodged and ejected his body. The red front finger, sharp momentum and hot breath in his hand changed the monk's face at the later stage of his exit. He quickly raised his flying sword to meet Po.

"Dang." when the two swords collided, Po's magic power was controlled, and a red light spewed out from the ChiYan, and the flying sword of the devil friar was swallowed in an instant.

"What?" the demon friar was shocked. Although his magic weapon was only at the level of magic weapon, it was also the best level of magic weapon. He fought hard with ah Bao. Although the demon friar knew that ah Bao's magic weapon might be better than him, the reason why he fought hard was entirely due to his self-confidence after he left the body, but he just hit it, He could obviously feel a huge force shaking his arm numb, and his flying sword was partially damaged, one hit, just one hit.

Po fought here, and Zilong also fought with another monk in the later stage of the devil's way. The same opponent, the devil's way monk who fought with Zilong also underestimated Zilong. As a result, he suffered a big loss in Zilong's hands as soon as he came up.

"Who the hell are you? I didn't offend you. Why are you against us?" although the demon friar was wrapped in a black robe, his face under the robe was a little ugly. In the face of Po, although his cultivation was a high level, he didn't have the confidence to win Po at all.

"Who am I? I should ask you this. Who are you? Why did you come out of the black devil Valley, the death land of the carefree country, and why did you hunt the black tiger?" Po asked coldly.

"Hmm?" the people in black were surprised. They have always lived in the black devil valley. There was a big array in the black devil Valley, which people outside can't enter at all. But recently, two extremely precious things have been lost in the black devil valley. The strong people in the black devil Valley decided to tear the big array away temporarily to facilitate access and search for these two things. Po, they just caught up with this time, I think it took Jiuan a lot of effort to enter the old man's black devil valley.

"Boy, how do you know the dark devil Valley?" the demon friar suddenly turned cold. The dark devil Valley, but their base camp, since the war between the Lord and the devil ten thousand years ago, the strong men of the dark devil sect hid in the dark devil valley with the remaining evils and set up a large array. They were proud to keep it safe. They have been in peace for ten thousand years, and the outside world does not know the existence of the dark devil sect, Now Po asked, the demon friar immediately became very vigilant.

"Hum, since you don't want to answer my question, go to hell." Po didn't bother to tell the devil. He was just a friar in the later stage of his exit, and he couldn't ask much.

Po's figure moved. The powerful devil hurried to his hind legs. Facing Po, his face was dignified and his flying sword was sacrificed. This time, a black gas flew out of the devil Friar's hand and hit Po.

Po snorted coldly, threw out the red fire in his hand and hit his opponent's flying sword. Then Po moved his magic power all over his body, and a red fireball appeared in his hand. The fireball was extremely hot and defeated the black gas in an instant.

The devil friar had no desire to fight. With a backhand draw, he took back the flying sword and hurried to resist the sword to escape.

"Want to run?" how could Po let the devil run away? He saw the lightning flashing in Po's hand. In an instant, the sky seemed dark. A thunder cloud quickly condensed and shrouded over the devil friar.

"Boom." the thunder and lightning fell, and a breath of destruction drowned the demon friar in an instant.

"Ah, No." the demon friar screamed, and was swallowed up by three thunders in an instant. The thunderclouds dispersed. The demon friar was directly blown away by the lightning, leaving only a dark flying sword falling to the ground.

Such a big movement, the devil friars fighting with Zilong have noticed for a long time. They are the friars of the devil's way, and there are five spiritual roots in the devil's way. However, the friars of the devil's way have one thing in common. They all emit an evil smell. Isn't the pure power of lightning the bane of this evil smell?

"Yes, he can manipulate the power of thunder and lightning." the demon monk turned pale and saw that his companion died under the power of thunder and lightning. He was not in the mood to fight. He forced Zilong back with one blow and turned around to escape. However, in front of Zilong, how could his speed be comparable to Zilong who took the wind step.

"Ding." a green light flashed at Zilong's feet. He saw the figure pop up instantly. Jin Shuo gave a buzz in his hand and stabbed out with a sword.

"Ah, no..."

When he felt that his chest was slightly cold, he looked down and found a sword tip coming out of his chest. Then Zilong waved down with both hands holding the golden sword handle.

"Ah..." the scream sounded, and the demon monk was cut in half by the dragon.

Zilong gasped. He was no better than Po. It was already the limit that he could cross a big level to kill the monks in the later stage of the orifices. Although Zilong was not injured at this time, it consumed too much and almost exhausted his nine layers of strength.

Po smiled, helped Zilong up and said, "well done."

Zilong reluctantly smiled and said, "little martial uncle, don't tease me. I'm already reluctantly, and you seem to have done nothing, so you killed that guy."

Po smiles but doesn't speak. Indeed, it only takes three moves to kill an ordinary monk in the later stage of out of body.

At this time, Yuan Lili dragged the friars at the early stage of the exit from the body shot by xuanhu. At the right time, Qin Yu also came back with the injured xuanhu. Qin Yu was good at various treatments. She saw that the injury on xuanhu's neck had healed. Xuanhu's tall body stood beside Qin Yu, almost covering Qin Yu's 1.6 meters.

"Oh." looking at a Bao, the xuanhu stood vigilantly beside Qin Yu, as if to protect Qin Yu.

Qin Yu tiptoed to touch xuanhu's big head and said to xuanhu, "little tiger, these are our own people, and they won't hurt you." xuanhu seemed to be able to understand people. After looking at a Bao, he went into his own cave.