Immortal Devil Transformation

The door of the third carriage pushed open.

At the same time, the doors of the fifth and seventh carriages were brutally and directly broken by the people inside and the wood chips were sprinkled.

At the same time, Lin Xie, at the middle of the official road, had run so far as to gather the first carriage more than twenty steps away.

“Your stuff! ”

Meng Bai behind him desperately unraveled the inseparable crate and bit his teeth towards Lin Xie.

…..

Two heads in the third carriage flew up with blood.

Two warriors drenched in boiling water have lost their fighting instincts in intense pain.

The bronze sword of "Black Tiger Slaughter” shines a glaring light and continues to slaughter with blood towards a middle-aged silk shirt clerk who just appeared at the door of the car.

The middle-aged silk warrior bent his waist and his body was not yet completely straight. However, in the face of this sword, which rapidly attacked his chest in the white gas produced by boiling water vaporization, he merely slightly frowned. His movements made him feel slower than “Black Tiger Slaughter”, but extremely precise and powerful. His right hand drew a golden scepter from behind him, and when the wide sword was less than two feet from his chest, he struck heavily on the wide sword.

“Black Tiger Slaughter" snorted, the tiger's mouth split open, the sword in his hand was not under his control, and the middle-aged silk shirt clerk's chest fell on the head, smashing the head directly into a beach of shredded wood.

The middle-aged silk warrior was still at his waist at the moment, but his left leg kicked out very strangely, kicking into the chest of the "Black Tiger Slaughter”.

“Black Tiger Slaughter” had no time to dodge and his left arm was blocked.

A "bang” burst into dullness and his body flied backwards like a rock.

The middle-aged Silk Shirt Wendist moves like a cloud, just a little bit, counteracting the force of countershock in a strange position and flying forward.

Waiting to strike the "Black Tiger Slaughter” again, the severe pain beneath his feet interrupted the power of his soul as it burst toward his hands.

He lowered his head with his eyes wide open, only to see that a black spear had pierced his foot.

The ground at his feet had all fallen before he could make the next move.

A young practitioner with an overly white face jumped from behind him with a sword. At the moment when his reaction was stalled, the long sword in his hand stabbed him hard in the back and then dropped the sword and rolled back out.

“Ah!”

The middle-aged man with a long gun hole in his back and a long sword in his belly screamed terribly, unable to jump out and fall into the trap below.

……

“Psst!”

A black feather arrow was fired at the seventh carriage.

Two middle-aged, slightly fat pedestrians with almost identical faces emerged from the doors that were brutally and directly shaken.

Just a roll of sleeves, and one of the twin brothers practitioners on the left easily rolled this black feather arrow out like an electric attack.

However, the practitioner's face suddenly became extremely heavy.

Because at this point, a silver arrow had broken open, and the speed was such that he couldn't even make a dodging move.

“When!”

The twin brothers next to him swung their long sleeves, flashing a dark green knife inside, chopping this silver arrow out for him.

“Not good...”

“Shit...”

The practitioner, who had slashed silver arrows for his brother, had seen the archer standing in the desert grass in the distance, judging that one of them was just an ordinary archer and the other was a practitioner's archer, yet he suddenly laughed bitterly and had these two thoughts in his head.

“Pfft!”

A clear arrow pierced his forehead and pierced his head, leaving him no time to think why the arrow of the arrow was so powerful and why it could be applied at such a speed that he was unconscious, flipped back and fell into the trunk he had just rushed out of.

……

In the fifth wagon, a yellow rat walked out.

With no flesh on his cheeks, the Taoist looked in his 40s and stepped out of the carriage door that he had shaken, his two broad sleeve robes swelled up, like two blisters full of water, slapping on the trunk behind him.

“Pong!”

Lined with steel plate, an unusually heavy car shock, the four horses dragging the carriage in front all sighed, backwards almost sat down, the cheekless yellow robe man fleshed like a big bird, instantly reaching the top of his nearest giggling head.

Just jumped out of an underground trap, even struck the middle-aged silk shirt clerk with a long gun and a sword, Jiang Jiangyi had nothing on his hands, but just stood on the ground and felt like a giant mountain crushed over his head. He felt the fear of death, and the whole person had exceeded his limits, and the sound of a "thud," the tough leather boots beneath his feet were instantly torn apart by the force of his ankles, and his whole person rolled out again at a speed that would never have been possible.

Yellow Taoist's feet tread heavily on the ground.

Normally, the practice of Qingxiao XXIV and the grinding in the trial valley allowed Ginger to escape this leg when he was beyond the limit.

His figure just flipped out and he stepped on the ground where he had been.

Yellow Taoist's foot missed a half-hour, yet everyone saw that the whole of Yellow Taoist had a bright yellow light, and beneath his foot, he was like a * blow up, a wave of muddy air impacted Kang Jiaoyi.

However, the air wave coming out of this foot impacted Jiang Jiaoyi, and Jiang Jiaoyi made a grunt, his whole body was shocked and flew out.

The Yellow Taoist did not continue to chase Jiang Laughing Yi. He just looked up in the shadow.

In his gaze, Lin Xie was rushing towards him.

Lin Xi did not engage with anyone else, and before rushing to the first carriage, he jumped onto the roof of the first carriage. Then the wheel of the first carriage snapped, and the axle broke, and his whole man swept up and straightened over the fourth carriage.

The meatless yellow robe man with his cheeks did not know the exact identity of Lin Yi, but just moments after crossing the carriage, he had seen that Lin Yi and the "black tiger slaughter” and the old man selling apricots were the strongest of these assassins, and that Lin Yi was the leader of these people.

The bandit captured the king first.

So the Yellow Taoist waited for Lin Yi to rescue Jiang Laughing Yi, waiting for Lin Yi to arrive.

……

The seventh carriage saw his twin brothers shot dead practitioner roar wildly. A pair of powerful crossbows were hidden in his robe sleeve, but Lin Xie's orders were carried out with unmatched loyalty by Lin Han and the cold-haired, short-haired young man. There was no chance of joining the regiment.

An arrow that hissed sharply in the air pushed the practitioner directly behind the trunk of the car, unable to even show his face.

Lin Xi saw that the Yellow Taoist was at least a rank higher than his own practitioner, but watching Jiang Jiaoyi go into danger, he rushed up extremely calm and irreversible.

After meeting the strong man of the Sacred Teacher class, he will not flush himself alive into pieces unless he is the one who can reach out with one finger and rely on the burst of powerful soul power in his body, and the others who can fight will not cause too much psychological fluctuations in his mind.

He jumped out of the roof of the fourth carriage and grabbed the handle of his sword, which he had brought out of the wilderness.

The axle of the fourth carriage was also shaken by his thrust on the roof, and the burst of soul power in his hand caused the cloth wrapped around his sword to scatter like a butterfly.

Under his soul power, all the clear and slightly white symbols on this fine sword glow faintly, but the original pale green sword body was covered by a layer of silver luminosity, and this silver luminosity continued to flow from the tip of the sword toward the handle, as if a silver water flow came out of the tip of the sword, constantly flushing toward the handle.

Never in his life had the fleshless Yellow Robe Man seen such a soldier's sword, his eyes slightly squinted, gauging this peculiar sword that gave him an unusual sense of fluency.

He measured the long sword in Lin's hand.

Lucky also measured him in Lin Xi's sleeve.

As long as it is closer to Lin Yi, the auspicious feels warm, lying around in Lin Yi's sleeve, it feels comfortable and fun.

It's also smarter than Lin Xie thought.

In the days before, Lin Xie kept talking and hiding it in the box to practice, he understood that Lin Xie did not want it to be exposed easily.

Because it understands that, together with it, it can now be sure that this person is Lin Yi's enemy, and thinks that this person is much more powerful than Lin Yi, so he presses his claws against his stomach and thinks dramatically about what he is going to do.

Then it screamed softly, only it could hear, and breathed out a cautious breath.

Lin Xi fell on the roof of the carriage, like a mercury lagoon. The sword took a knife position and slanted towards the left rib of the Yellow Robe Taoist.

Yellow Taoist smiled slightly, and a long inky green sword appeared in his hand. Without any tricks, he stepped forward and stabbed Lin Xie's chest straight.

His sword came first, faster than Lin Xi's sword. He directly grabbed Lin Xi's midline. When he looked at his long sword, he would directly stab Lin Xi's body, and Lin Xi's sword would be completely defeated.

But at this moment, a faint, crystalline energy rushed to him.

“Drink!”

The tranquillity on the face of the yellow robe instantly disappeared, and he suddenly drank a loud drink, and the robe on his body all swelled up, as if countless winds were blowing out of his body.

“Ka... Ka... ka...”

Many clear ice blossoms suddenly appeared outside him, his skin flashed yellow and unchanged, but his clothes and hair, eyebrows and beard were stained with a layer of white frost, such as standing overnight in the late autumn and autumn evenings.

His movement slightly slowed, Lin Xi's body turned hard side and swept over his body. The long sword flowing with silver water in his hand also carried a layer of white frost, cut over his left rib, and dragged out a deep visible bone wound in his rib.

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(Calvin was unkind... so I worked so hard to write this chapter first to return AAANIUNIU classmate's status plus more... there will be one more at night, three more today.