Weird And Hard To Kill? Sorry, I'm The Real Immortal

The last time Fang Xiu was surrounded by treacherous slaves, Fang Xiu didn't intend to fight recklessly, because the real master didn't show up, and he couldn't hurt a single hair of him in the end, but now it's different, the real master appeared, and finally he could release it quickly up.

Seeing that the trick slaves were getting closer, Fang Xiu finally took out his scalpel, and then stabbed Liu Shuai.

"Ah! What are you doing!" Liu Shuai couldn't stop screaming while clutching his bloody palm.

"then."

Fang Xiu threw the bronze candlestick at him directly.

Liu Shuai caught it subconsciously: "What is this?"

Shen Lingxue at the side suddenly shrank her pupils: "This is a trick!"

"This strange weapon is fueled by blood that contains spirituality. After being ignited, it can defend against weirdness. You have a lot of blood, fat man, so you can hold it."

"That's why you suddenly gave me a knife?" Liu Shuai was stunned.

He complained, and then obediently held the bronze candlestick with his bloody left hand. When the blood touched the bronze candlestick, it seemed to come alive.

The bronze pattern on it began to squirm slowly, countless lines twisted, and finally slowly converged into a big ferocious mouth, which sucked the blood from the fat man's hand fiercely, which shocked the fat man.

As the blood continued to flow, the bronze candlestick ignited spontaneously without fire, and a dark green candle lighted up, and the gloomy green light slowly enveloped everyone.

The candlelight is cold, and it seems to have a biting cold.

At this time, hundreds of cunning slaves had already rushed in front of everyone.

Zhao Hao was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank behind Liu Shuai.

"Fatty depends on you!"

The fat man trembled, his face was pale, he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word, but the hand holding the bronze candlestick became more and more forceful, and his veins burst out.

The next moment, the sly slave roared and rushed into the range covered by the green candlelight.

Zizi!

Countless ear-piercing hissing sounds sounded, and the dark green candlelight was like sulfuric acid, crazily corroding the bodies of the slaves, and the hair strands that made up them began to twist and deform and black smoke rose.

Not only that, as these crafty slaves continued to get deeper into the range of the candlelight, their speed became slower and slower, and their movements became more and more sluggish. Obviously, the candlelight caused them a lot of damage and hindrance.

Shen Lingxue and the others were overjoyed instantly, they didn't expect the bronze candlestick to be so easy to use.

However, Liu Shuai couldn't laugh at this time, because the blood on his face was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his plump lips had lost their blood.

"Quick... hurry up, I can't last long."

Swish!

A silver light flashed, and Fang Xiu cut off the head of a crafty slave neatly.

Shen Lingxue also took action, condensing hot flames with her hands, and continuously bombarded the trick slaves.

This time, the two of them fought very easily, because within the envelope of the bronze candlestick, these treacherous slaves not only moved slowly, but even the toughness of their hair was declining. They were completely moving targets.

The crafty slaves want to activate their skills, manipulate their hair, and let it spread out, as they did in the last retracement of death, to carry out overwhelming hair attacks, but under the action of the bronze candlestick, those who ignore the gravity of the earth and float As soon as the hair that had grown out of Gui Nu's body left, it corroded out of thin air, unable to form an effective attack at all.

So everyone relied on the bronze candlestick and approached the silver-haired woman step by step.

However, this ease could not last long at all, because Liu Shuai's blood volume was dropping at a terrifying rate.

The characteristic of the bronze candlestick is that the stronger the weirdness, the greater the consumption. Although the individual strength of these weird slaves is not too strong, there are too many of them.

At this time, Liu Shuai felt as if he had donated blood three times in an hour and got three blood donation certificates. His whole body was dazzled by the glory multiplied by three, and his eyes turned black.

At this time, Zhao Hao cut his palm and snatched the bronze candlestick.

"Fatty, rest for a while, I'll come!"

Fang Xiu noticed the situation of the two of them, and immediately said: "Shen Lingxue, open the way."

Shen Lingxue also knew that the situation was critical, what she needed to do now was to completely follow Fang Xiu's orders and create opportunities for him.

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, the only thing he could do now was to believe.

She spread her hands suddenly, and there seemed to be flames burning in her eyes. With her as the center, the temperature around her suddenly rose, giving people a faint feeling of being in a furnace.

In the next second, two extremely hot flames appeared in her hands, and the flames gradually rose, as if turning into two rivers of flames, rising from the palms and converging from the top of the head.

Finally, a huge fireball like a small sun formed above Shen Lingxue's head.

Against the backdrop of the monstrous flames, Shen Lingxue's hair fluttered, and her fair and delicate face shone brightly in the dark night, giving people the illusion of a flame goddess.

Holding the little sun in one hand, she said to Fang Xiu with a serious expression, "There is only so much I can do. No matter what you do next, you must succeed!"

She yelled imposingly, and was about to throw the little sun in her hand: "You bloody weirdos, give me..."

Crash!

A ton of cold water fell from the sky, directly extinguishing Shen Lingxue's little sun, and cooling her heart by the way.

Caught off guard, Shen Lingxue's delicate body was directly slapped down to the ground.

Her flying hair was drooping, her white sportswear was muddy, and her delicate makeup was also worn out.

The worst thing was that she landed on her face and was slapped into the soil, and the soil mixed with water and turned into mud.

So her face was inevitably covered with mud, as if she had applied a layer of seaweed mud mask.

At this time, the silver-haired woman's gloomy voice sounded: "Damn bitch, do you think I don't exist?"

Maybe it was because the silver-haired girl was born ugly, so she targeted Shen Lingxue very much.

It is said that water and fire restrain each other, but whether it is water restraining fire or fire restraining water, it depends on who is stronger.

Obviously, the silver-haired woman who is a second-tier imperial spirit master is stronger than Shen Lingxue.

Moreover, since the silver-haired woman is a spirit master, the bronze candlestick cannot stop her attack.

"You stinky cousin, how dare you..." Shen Lingxue was anxious, she had never been so embarrassed before, she was struggling to get up from the muddy water.

Crash!

Another ton of water fell from the sky and hit her hard on the ground.

The scene seemed a little ridiculous for a while.

"I must kill..."

Crash!