There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

Good at distinguishing all dharmas, and being unmoved in the first truth.

This is a sentence that Fazhao and Lu Hu have been reciting in the Buddhist scriptures these days. When Lu Hu was reciting it during the battle, he just missed the last two words "unmoved".

Fazhao also knew what Lu Hu wanted to convey to him.

He was also amazed that Lu Hu could be so quick-witted and could convey information to him in this way without any discussion before.

And Lu Hu, knowing that these mountain bandits were all scheming, was afraid that Xiao Ding would be suspicious, so he deliberately took a breath to confuse the other party.

But even so, when the wind dragon was about to take shape, Xiao Ding still sensed the danger and forcibly left the battle.

As a result, the whistling blood-colored sword energy tornado only entangled half of Xiao Ding's body.

After Lu Hu's wind dragon was slashed out, he half-knelt on the ground, with one hand inserting the tiger blade into the ground to support his body, sweating profusely, panting violently, and looking straight ahead.

As the sword energy tornado raged, Xiao Ding's armor on the lower body flashed with bright flames. Xiao Ding roared and sank the sword in his hand into the ground to resist the force of the tornado on him.

But because his legs could not use the force at this time, the sword sunk into the ground pulled a deep groove in the ground, making his body sink into the tornado more and more. After exceeding a critical point, he was sucked in with the sword, and the roar turned into a scream.

After seeing this, Lu Hu finally put his mind at ease.

Fa Zhao, who was also watching intently, was secretly amazed. He had seen this move from a distance when Lu Hu killed the village ghost before.

Now seeing Lu Hu perform it again, its momentum and scale are much stronger than last time.

At this time, he couldn't help thinking that even if he was in his prime, he would lose half his life if he was hit by Lu Hu's wind dragon.

However, although this power is great, the conditions for using it are too harsh. This time, even if I tried my best to entangle Xiao Ding, I still let him escape half of his body. The power of the wind dragon is the strongest at the beginning, and it gradually weakens afterwards.

After all, Xiao Ding did not suffer all the damage from the wind dragon because of his rich combat experience.

Just when the tornado stirred by the wind dragon gradually weakened, the two saw a black figure standing with a sword in the blood.

The horizontal sword suddenly turned, and a dazzling green light burst out from the blood, and it was slashed straight ahead. The green arc of light immediately cut the wind dragon in the second half and flew towards Lu Hu. He rolled on the ground and avoided the slash.

He got up from the ground in a slightly embarrassed manner and looked forward. The wind dragon was chopped off, leaving only some remaining and weak blood wind spinning around Xiao Ding.

Xiao Ding's helmet was gone, and his nose and skin had been crushed, revealing a dark hole underneath. One of his eyeballs had exploded, and his entire face was only covered with some scraps of skin and flesh. A row of fine, white teeth were exposed, and his entire face had turned into a skeleton.

The heavy armor that had withstood most of his damage had now become bumpy and covered with knife marks, like a cracked porcelain.

Seeing Xiao Ding in such a state, Lu Hu and Fa Zhao did not feel relieved, but instead became more solemn.

Xiao Ding's only remaining eye turned, and he took a heavy step forward. With this step, the armor on his chest and arms suddenly made a cracking sound, and blood spurted out of the cracks.

Large pieces of debris fell down, revealing a strong body covered with knife marks behind.

Xiao Ding took another step, and with a heavy step, Lu Hu and Fa Zhao's hearts trembled.

"Sure enough, although the injury looks ferocious, it still didn't hurt the root. The heavy armor's defense is really outrageous!"

Fa Zhao's worries finally became a reality. Lv Hu's Fenglong sword was strong, but Xiao Ding avoided the strongest edge, and the subsequent damage only caused some superficial injuries to his body after breaking the armor.

And he and Lv Hu's physical strength was almost exhausted at this time, and they were no longer able to fight!

Lv Hu struggled to prop himself up from the ground with the tiger blade, staring at Xiao Ding and asking Fa Zhao.

"Master, is the ghost pill still on you?"

Fa Zhao heard it and knew that Lv Hu had to start playing with his life.

He sighed deeply, "The ghost pill has been taken away by the abbot!"

Lv Hu heard this and spat a mouthful of blood foam on the ground, "Damn it, there's no fun!"

Although he said so, he still used all the last bit of true energy in his body to heal some injuries with his magical powers, and the tiger blade was horizontal in front of him.

This shows that even if he is at the end of his rope, Lu Hu will never let himself be killed.

After the Tiger Blade collided with the meteor hammer and the heavy armor of the broadsword, which were also mixed with meteorite iron, the blade had seven or eight gaps, the back of the blade was deformed, and the blade was covered with scratches, no longer as sharp as before!

Xiao Ding's face had no muscles, and it was clear whether he was happy or angry at this time. However, his bloodshot one-eyed man was full of murderous aura. He turned the broadsword in his hand and was about to kill the two men who were at the end of their strength, declaring the end of this battle.

The ghost broadsword, a green light lit up on one side of the blade, and took a step forward!

"Huh!"

A sound of breaking wind suddenly exploded in the field!

"Puff!"

The sound of the sharp blade piercing flesh and blood sounded.

Xiao Ding's one eye was full of shock, and he looked down and saw half of the sword body coming out of his chest.

"Brother Xiao, you have worked hard, teach me what to do next!"

A laugh appeared behind him.

"Dang!"

The heavy dead soul sword was released and hit the ground, "Ahem~!"

A large mouthful of blood poured out of Xiao Ding's mouth. He twisted around hard and saw Chu Feng, who was supposed to be moving with the Kuishan brigade, appeared behind him with a bright smile on his face.

"How dare you...hard...hard."

"Aren't you afraid that Qi Yuntao will cause trouble for me?" Chu Feng smiled and completed what Xiao Ding could not finish.

"Don't worry, I will collapse the entrance to this tomb later, so that no one will disturb Brother Xiao's sleep again."

The smile on Chu Feng's face turned into sarcasm, "It's just a few things that were added later to make up the numbers. Do you really think that because Qi Yuntao gave you a seat, you can really be brothers with him? Idiot!"

"livestock!"

As soon as Xiao Ding opened his mouth, Chu Feng didn't give him another chance. He twisted and twitched the long sword in his hand, and suddenly a blood hole appeared in Xiao Ding's chest, and he gently pushed forward with his palm.

Xiao Ding immediately knelt down. The light of life in his one eye disappeared, but he still stared in the direction of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng shook his head slightly and smiled, looking at Lu Hu and the two of them, "We are really destined to meet again so soon!"

As he said that, he walked slowly towards the two of them, and struck Xiao Ding's head with his sword, blowing it up.