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In a short span of time, the black baleful qi that was spreading out from the silver coins turned into a large number of Sickle.

Big Mountain originally did not plan to use this silver coin. Right now, his magic cultivation was still far from enough to control the Sickle, and once the bloodthirsty Sickle was released, he would attack without distinction between friend and foe.

If he stayed, even Mountain himself would be in danger. He grabbed the silver coins in the air and pulled them back. At the same time, he ran back. The Sickle that was released now was enough to hold the three of them back.

The Magus King wanted something from the Bell Tower, and that thing could only be obtained during the Coastal University's celebration. If he missed today, he would have to wait for a full three hundred and sixty-five days.

As the "nose" of the Coastal University, the Bell Tower was located in the center of the Coastal University and the Coastal University was coincidentally located in the center of Ancient Seaside City.

Why would a city that was inhabited by humans have a special case of wandering souls and devils, such as Zheng Li and Tong Renjie, appearing in Coastal City?

Why were there Qingyu Lake in the vicinity of the human city, a place that contained another dimension?

In theory, this should not be the best place to stay. However, the ancient people still insisted on staying here. They didn't migrate to other places. What were they guarding?

It was a secret that had been forgotten for a thousand years.

However, the people who knew about this piece of history through various channels were like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, gradually emerging in the Coastal City.

Big Mountain arrived in front of the clock tower and used his body to ram into the seemingly weak wooden door.

"Yu Tianjun!" the tall man shouted. "I'm here to help Great Woods Lord, go and stop that wizard!"

The unarmed man hesitated for a moment. He was the only cultivator who knew about supernatural power s, so logically speaking, it would be better for him to stay and rescue the Sword Saint who was trapped in the black mist.

The Mr. Yutian carrying the Demonic Knife 'dodecadecarboxylic acid', finally nodded his head, and ran towards the mountain that was slamming against the door forcefully.

He did not choose to draw his blade. The current state of the "dodecadecarboxylic acid" was similar to that of a dying patient, but it had been forcefully sustained by the owner of the drunkard's workshop, so he could only use the "dodecadecarboxylic acid" at the most critical moment.

If it were not for the guy they met, the "dodecadecarboxylic acid" would not have been in its current state. But since things had come to this point, Mr. Yutian did not have any other choice.

At that moment, the short Sword Saint had already escaped from the state of Heaven Man Unity. Sickle s surrounded him from all directions amidst the black fog. It was already dark and there were no street lights nearby. His vision was already extremely poor, and after being covered by the black mist, he was unable to see anything clearly, not to mention finding the nimble Sickle in the black mist.

If not for the Sword Saint being able to determine the location of the Sickle through the flow of his aura, he would have died a long time ago.

However, the Sickle did not fly out of the black mist to attack the tall man or chase after the fleeing mountain. With their short stature and the fact that they had consumed too much energy to enter the 'one with the world' state, the Sword Sage had become the Sickle's best target.

"Damn it!" The tall one was carefully swinging his sword in the black fog. As a ninja, he had a large area of attack equipment at his waist, but he did not dare to shoot because he was afraid of hurting his comrades.

"Don't move," The Sword Saint had already figured out the Sickle's motive, "You are not their target, don't provoke them." Even though he was in the greatest danger, the Sword Saint was the calmest among them all.

"Zuo Mu Jun," the tall man told the Sword Saint, "Yu Tianjun has already gone to chase that Magus. Let's focus on dealing with these big bats first."

"Phew —" The Sword Saint did not reply and instead let out a long sigh.

Not long after, many wounds were inflicted on his body by the Sickle. Although he wanted to leave some energy to help Mr. Yutian deal with that Magus, he was already at the brink of despair.

Swordsmanship was developed to fight against humans, so dealing with Sickle which could fly in large numbers was not practical.

Unless he could once again enter the realm of Heaven Man Unity and use a sword technique that was capable of killing Sickle.

The Sword Saint simply closed his eyes. In the country, he was regarded as the 'limits of humanity', but after meeting a supernatural existence such as a Magus, he began to understand that the 'limits of humanity' were only this much.

He had to go beyond the limit.

New 2nd Day First Rated, on the edge of the blade.

The Sword Saint opened his eyes. In such a chaotic situation, he was unable to enter the state of 'one with the world'.

"Get down!" In the end, it was his comrades who broke through the crisis.

The Sword Saint was short and did not mind such things. Normally, he would not lie down in front of others. However, right now, he had no other choice but to obey his companion's orders.

Before the wave of high temperature hit him, Sword Saint immediately followed his command to lie down on the ground.

A small bamboo tube appeared in the tall ninja's hand, which was filled with compressed nitrate.

Ninjutsu, Fire Escape, and a big fire dragon!

The tall ninja opened the lid of the bamboo tube and used his mouth to aim at the tail of the bamboo tube and blew on it. This move would most likely affect his companions, but it was still better than watching his comrades die.

A large amount of flames spewed out from the small bamboo tube, these ownerless Sickle were unable to resist the high temperature of the flames, and were quickly burnt into a black mist.

The fire dragon continued for a full minute.

Only when the last drop of nitrate was used up did the tall ninja stop spraying.

"Are you still alive?" the tall one asked.

The Sickle had already disappeared, but the black fog did not disperse.

"He could barely be considered alive." The Sword Saint's voice came from the black mist.

"Hur hur." The tall ninja let out a relieved laugh outside the black mist. He was worried that the flames from the bamboo tube would burn this treasured swordsman to death.

In the black mist, the Sword Saint touched the back of his head. Just now, when he was lying on the ground, the hair on the back of his head had been completely wiped clean. He was bald in front of him, but now his hair was all burnt out.

"He's completely bald." The Sword Saint scratched his head helplessly.

"Come out!" The tall man's anxious shout came from outside the black fog.

"Hmm?" The Sword Saint also felt that something was amiss.

From the black fog came the sound of flapping wings.

"You must be joking!" The Sword Saint opened his eyes wide, and those Sickle started to agglomerate again!