Mortal Bones

"He...killed One-Eye?!"

In the lobby on the third floor of the Faceless Building, after the monk in the second seat clearly saw the head held in Xu Taiping's hand, his domineering aura spread with a "boom", and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Are you sure that's the one-eyed one?"

The chief asked the two seats with a gloomy expression.

"It's him."

The second seat nodded solemnly.

"Judging from Wu Mei's words just now, this one-eye, which is bright and sometimes dark with him, is their trump card to deal with unexpected events. Now that Xu Taiping discovered it so quickly, could it be that there really is someone behind Xu Taiping who is proficient in the art of fortune-seeing deduction... …”

The bamboo lings on the three seats stopped talking.

"It's not over yet!"

The second seat interrupted the third seat, and then said to the chief with great certainty:

"Even though One Eye is dead, the poison of Thunder God Vine has already taken effect, and the Eight-Qi Cloud-Swallowing Python has also opened the Demon Realm. Wu Mei and his helpers only need to deal with Xu Taiping, and the chance of winning is still very high!"

After hearing this, many Nine Seats also agreed.

Judging from the superficial combat power, Wu Mei's side currently has the absolute upper hand.

"The Cloud-Swallowing Python cannot take action at the moment, because as long as it takes action, the leader of Qingxuan can activate the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. This kind of mountain-protecting and enemy-repelling formation passed down by the ancient sect, the Cloud-Swallowing Python may not be able to block it."

Sanxi Zhuling frowned and shook her head.

"So, there is only one way in front of Wu Mei, and that is to defeat Xu Taiping and win this sword question. If anything goes wrong, I will have no choice but to report it to the superiors again."

The chief, the white-haired old man, said solemnly.

It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with the current situation.

In his opinion, what Xu Taiping was holding in the phantom at this moment was not the one-eyed head, but the reputation and face of their Faceless House.

"Chief, don't worry. This Wu Mei was once ranked among the top ten sword cultivators in Xuanhuangtian. The assistant next to him seems to be no ordinary person. It is not difficult to win this sword challenge."

"After all, winning against Xu Taiping and killing Xu Taiping are two different things."

Hearing that the chief said that he wanted to report to the superiors, the monk in the second seat immediately showed a look of fear in his eyes, and repeatedly assured the chief.

Although he didn't pay too much attention to eyebrowless and one-eyed at first.

But these two people are under his command after all. If the superiors blame them, the chief will definitely push them out to calm the anger of the poster.

"That's true. Besides, Xu Taiping is just a god of refinement after all. Wu Mei is not the children of the aristocratic families he met at the Golden Scale Society who can't even kill people."

Third Xi Zhuling did not refute Second Xi this time.

Although she and the second chair did not deal with each other, they still had the same stance. If the higher-ups were to blame, she would not be able to escape the punishment.

"Well, the second brother is right. Winning this Xu Taiping is not the same thing as killing this Xu Taiping, so it's hard to determine the outcome of the next battle."

The white-haired old chief also nodded slightly at this time.

He didn't want to report the matter to the sixth or even ninth floor unless he had to.

Hearing this, Sanxi, who was startled by a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he stared at the shadow in front of him again and said:

"It doesn't matter that you are the leader of the Golden Scales. After all, you are only in the realm of refining gods."

…

"You shouldn't have killed One-Eyed."

On the Longmen Hall altar, after clearly seeing the one-eyed head in Xu Taiping's hand, the eyebrowless eyes stared at Xu Taiping coldly.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Taiping tossed the head in his hand, and at the same time threw out a sword energy from his sleeve, and with a "bang", the head was shattered into a pool of flesh and blood.

Seeing this scene, Wu Mei's eyes became fierce, and a terrifying aura spread out.

"Originally, I, Wu Mian Lou, would more or less leave a way for you Qingxuan to survive, but now that you have killed my brother, I have no choice but to take your whole Qingxuan and bury it with my one-eyed brother."

Wu Mei put his hand on the hilt of the sword, his voice was hoarse and his tone was cold.

Hearing this, Xu Taiping looked at Wu Mei expressionlessly, then put his hand on the handle of the knife and took a step back, and then said loudly:

"Xu Taiping, the ninth disciple of Qingxuan Seven Peaks, takes over the sword for the master."

When he said this, the aura fluctuations on his body suddenly increased again, and the long knife in the sheath even "buzzed" and made a trembling sound.

"The Golden Scale Society is just a child's play for a group of sect disciples from aristocratic families. Do you really think that just because you are the leader of the Golden Scales, you can truly be invincible below the Transformation Realm?"

Wu Mei sneered first, then took out a sword finger and shouted:

"Sword out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with the sound of "zheng", three flying swords flew out of his body with the sound of "swish, swish, swish", and finally appeared like three chasing swords. The swimming fish are connected head to tail, hanging behind Wu Mei like a ring.

"Three natal immortal weapons?"

They were both sword cultivators, and many Qingxuan disciples present immediately recognized the eyebrowless three-handled flying sword. They were not ordinary immortal weapons that had not been refined, but were natal immortal weapons.

And there is a huge difference between the two.

In fact, even monks who didn't recognize that these were three natal immortal swords could clearly feel the terrifying aura fluctuations emanating from these three immortal swords.

"How do you know now? Don't be stunned. It's time to get serious."

After summoning the three immortal swords, Wu Mei regained his confident look before, and scolded Jin Hezhi in a deep voice.

"As commanded."

Now he knows that after sensing the aura of Wu Mei's three fairy swords, his somewhat nervous expression suddenly disappeared.

Then, he showed his trump card without hesitation.

"Crack!"

As he smashed an armor pill with force, a piece of armor with a strong breath of earth was suddenly put on his body.

"boom!--"

Just as the armor was put on, there was a sudden explosion of air caused by violent aura fluctuations.

Then everyone only saw that Jin Hezhi, who was originally only eight feet tall, suddenly rose to two feet tall. From a distance, he looked like a rock giant made of solid rocks.

If they hadn't seen Jin He Zhi put on this armor with their own eyes, everyone would have thought that this was a monster giant transformed from a mountain rock.

"This is... this is the innate immortal treasure secretly stored by Qingxuan Sect, Lei Ze's Xiuyan Armor!"

"It is said that after putting it on, even an ordinary monk will have the power of a warrior god in an instant!"

An elder from Qingxuan immediately recognized this armor.

"When I checked the treasure house before, I thought that the Lei Zexiu Rock Armor had been destroyed, but I didn't expect that it was actually taken away by Jin Hezhi!"

Dugu Qingxiao, who was behind the altar, had an angry look on his face.

"Second senior brother, Wu Mei has three fairy swords, and Jin He knows that he is wearing Xiuyan armor. Is Taiping going to be in trouble?"

Zhao Linglong, who was still very weak, asked worriedly to Dugu Qingxiao, who was helping her heal her injuries.

"boom!……"

Before Dugu Qingxiao could answer, he saw Jin He Zhi, who was wearing Lei Zexiu rock armor, step forward and punch Xu Taiping hard with his giant rock fist.

At the same time, one of the three fairy swords behind Wu Mei flew through the air with a "swish" sound, blocking Xu Taiping's retreat.

"Xu Taiping, aren't you a warrior god? Come and take my punch!"

He punched Jin Hezhi and shouted with a provocative look on his face.

"boom!"

But the moment Jin Hezhi roared, the body of the dragon whale in Xu Taiping's Raging Dragon Realm suddenly swelled three feet taller, and then he was seen punching Jin Hezhi's fist.

"boom!"

Amidst the huge earthquake, everyone saw with astonishment that the Lei Zexiu rock armor that wrapped Jin Hezhi's fist and arm suddenly exploded after colliding with Xu Taiping's fist.

Revealing the arms with protruding veins after Jin Hezhi forcibly increased his blood energy.

"Snapped!"

Before Jin Hezhi could react, Xu Taiping grabbed his arm and twisted his arm hard with his backhand using the technique of dividing the meridian and breaking the bone.

Just hearing a "click", I didn't know that the arm was suddenly twisted into a twist.

The muscles and bones are broken, the skin and flesh are turned out, and the muscles are torn.

And this severe pain directly made Jin Hezhi scream in pain, like the scream of a slaughtered pig——

"ah!--"