Chapter 2133
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The Demon Binding Rope spins around, and hangs down to the ground.
It's empty inside, nothing is tied up.
How … how could this be?!
Where is she?!
In the next moment, Zhao Xiong suddenly feels a strong sense of unease.
This is the instinctive sense of crisis of an Leaving Body Cultivator, as well as his many years of fighting experience.
Without thinking, Zhao Xiong rolls to the side.
But there's still a piercing and burning pain on his scalp, and he can't help but let out a muffled groan.
With great difficulty, Zhao Xiong stands still and touches his scalp, only to find that a large chunk of his hair has been shaved off.
Blood rolls down his cheeks.
In front of him, the girl with picturesque features hooks up her captivating red lips, and lets out a regretful sigh: "He actually dodged it, what a pity!"
Zhao Xiong glares at her, "You, who are you? How can a Core Formation cultivator be so fast?! "
Yes, that speed is so fast that he didn't even notice that the person in front of him has disappeared.
It was so fast that he had to rely on his instincts to dodge the fatal blow.
Muyan turns her hand over, and the Tian Mo Qin turns into seven coloured swords, circling around her.
Zhao Xiong is even more bewildered, transforming the zither into a sword? What kind of Magic Weapon is this? Why haven't I heard of it or seen it before?
Just as this thought flashes through his mind, the seven swords attack him like a sudden clap of thunder.
Zhao Xiong withstands the sharp pain on his head and quickly takes a step back.
However, when the seven swords came close to him, he felt at ease.
Fortunately, although they look intimidating, they're only at the level of Core Formation.
That Spiritual Power fluctuation, he can casually wave his hand …
Whoosh –!
A snow-white figure suddenly rushes in front of him.
Slender, jade-like fingers lightly grasp the air.
The seven coloured flying swords seem to be summoned, and they suddenly gather together, merging into one.
The sparkling and translucent swords shine brightly under the moonlight, their brilliance dazzling.
Zhao Xiong suddenly widens his eyes, his heart thumping hard.
Danger!
He doesn't feel anything from each of the seven coloured swords.
But when they merge into one, it actually makes him feel an indescribable danger.
Without thinking, Zhao Xiong quickly retreated with his snake-like footwork, avoiding the Seven Absolutes Sword.
At the same time, he takes out a giant axe from his storage ring, and with an unrestrained imposing manner, he ruthlessly cleaves it towards Mu Yan.
At this moment, Zhao Xiong finally didn't dare hold back and didn't dare to have any charming thoughts.
This was because he discovered that this seemingly frail young girl before him was actually so powerful.
He was actually much stronger than Chu Tianyou at his peak.
Who was this girl?
Zhao Xiong barely escaped the fatal blow of the Seven Absolute Swords. The giant axe in his hand danced vigorously, and thunder rumbled.
The girl, who had been charging forward with indomitable will, was forced to retreat.
Just as he was about to heave a sigh of relief, his pupils suddenly shrank.
His body quickly moved to the side, but a sharp pain still came from his back.
"Ah —!!!"
Zhao Xiong let out a shrill scream and looked down.
A black longsword pierced through his lower left abdomen. Black air that was tainted with blood was devouring his spiritual energy, blood, and soul nonstop, as if it were going to suck him dry.
This is … the Bixie Sword!
Zhao Xiong tumbled and crawled away, fleeing a hundred meters away. Only then did he turn his head to look back in horror.
He saw that behind the place where he had just been standing, there was a little doll carved from jade. Expressionlessly, he retrieved the black longsword and returned to Mu Yan's side.
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