The God of Swords escaped from the predicament, but it was horrible to see. He didn't care about healing, he raised two swords with a cold light, and walked towards the three Buddha and sons, his eyes firmly locked on the King of Heaven.

"The three of you actually stabbed me with a knife. I am the God of the Sword. You can't catch up with me in terms of using a sword. I was actually injured by your sword."

He claimed that he was fascinated by the use of the knife, but he was wounded by the knife in the end. This is a big joke in the world.

The God of Swords can never wash away this stain in a lifetime.

"Especially you." The God of Sword pointed at the King of Heaven with his sword and said, "This is your sword, you will be worse than them, let you taste the taste of this sword, to be honest, it is really different. "

The corner of Tianwang's mouth twitched, but he was not frightened, and said, "The taste of this knife is indeed different. After all, you have experienced the sword god, and you have the most say."

"Haha!" Qingcheng laughed when he heard the words.

This laughter was particularly harsh, like a steel needle pierced into the heart of the God of Swords.

"Shut up, don't mention it again!" God of Swords shouted hysterically.

Seeing this, Hou Yuan raised his eyebrows again and said arrogantly, "Uncle Shi, kill them quickly, now Yu Mo is definitely dead. They have no backers, and there is a dead end."

The Sword God glanced at the solidified magma. He was actually not sure whether Yu Mo was dead or alive, but the changes in the magma explained a lot. After all, the dragon veins are not without danger. God judged him bad luck.

Therefore, the God of Swords dared to fight back despite the piercing pain.

"Don't worry, I will let them die miserably, and slowly taste the taste of death." Sword God grinned.

Whoa!

The sword light up, and the two knives in his hands radiate divine power, which is very different from the original.

Tian Wang glanced at it, not daring to recognize that it was his own sword.

The God of Swords is the God of Swords. The level of this sword is superb, and it can turn corruption into magic.

"Go to hell!"

Boom!

Two knives struck.

The three shot at the same time, and the king shot a lot of cold light in his hand, trying to block it. However, just listening to the ping ping pong pong, these cold lights all fell to the ground and did not have much effect.

Qingcheng waved the Tianheng ruler and measured the knife light, but found that the blade light was too large and too long, and the Tianheng ruler could not measure it, so he naturally couldn't resist.

At the last moment, she held the Tian Heng ruler across her chest to protect herself.

The Buddha's hammer hit the wooden fish, and the sword **** heard a loud noise in his ears. He looked stunned. The attack of the three, only the Buddha's attack was the most lethal, and it was everywhere, making him unstoppable.

At the same time, a piece of sword light flew up from the wooden fish and met with the sword light.

The Sword God raised the corners of his mouth in disdain and said, "After all, your strength is too weak, how can you be my opponent!"

As soon as the words fell, Dao Shen's eyelids twitched, the corners of his mouth twitched, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground on one leg.

Toxic attack!

The Sword God used his power to suppress the poison, but the poison would still occur from time to time, which he couldn't stop.

Boom!

In the loud noise, the light of the knife disappeared, and the three Buddhas flew backwards, very embarrassed, and stopped when they hit the stone wall at the exit.

"Damn!"

The God of Swords stood up again and cursed unwillingly.

At the last minute, the poison crippled his attack, allowing the three to escape.

"I knew this poison would do bad things. Before Yu Mo went down, the poison was triggered, and I couldn't completely suppress it."

Hou Yuan was stunned, but he knew very well the strength of the God of Swords, how he could not kill three people after so many discounts.

"Uncle Master!"

Hou Yuan shouted anxiously.

The Sword God waved his hand violently and stopped Hou Yuan.

Hou Yuan angrily shut his mouth and stared straight at them.

"These two knives didn't kill you, next time you will be so lucky."

The sword **** raised his long sword again.

The light of the sword was blazing, like the scorching sun.

Boom!

Suddenly, the two knives broke, and they couldn't withstand the power of the sword god. The long knives turned into pieces, but they seemed to become small knives.

The faces of the three Buddhas changed suddenly, and this attack was more incomparable than the last time.

How do they cope?

"spell!"

The three did not hesitate and tried their best.

The Buddha's hammer kept hitting the wooden fish, and the loud noise in the ears of the God of Swords was like a thunderous wave hitting the shore and a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

The God of Swords involuntarily slowed down half a beat.

"This little monk's martial arts is indeed unique."

If the God of Swords was not injured, he would naturally not be affected, but now his strength has dropped so much that it has been affected.

But this does not affect the overall situation.

wow wow wow...

There was a sound of knife light slicing through the air in the sky, and the fragments of the sky attacked from all directions, blocking all the escape routes for the three of them.

clang clang!

The three of them fought back, and there was an incessant sound of a violent crash, and they were dazzled.

Despair ensues.

Are you really going to die here?

What happened next, is Yu Mo dead or alive?

The same questions popped into their minds, but no one knew the answers.

Hou Yuan was complacent and laughed wildly: "The uncle is mighty, and he killed them and discarded their helmets. Now the three of you are dead. Let's see if you still fight against the Tianwu world."

The God of Swords secretly rejoiced that this time, the poison was finally suppressed, and his good deeds were not bad.

All three are sure to die!

boom!

A loud bang interrupted all this, the solidified magma exploded, the rocks flew, and a sword light flew out from under the rocks.

Everyone was shocked, and a flower appeared in front of them.

"Yu Mo!"

Hou Yuan was the first to scream, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes were about to pop out.

Yu Mo's eyes swept away, and he had a panoramic view of everything. He had already understood a little bit. He shook his head and sighed: "It really doesn't make people worry. I just left for a while, and it turned out to be like this."

Whoosh!

The blood blade flew up, and instantly covered the blade light.

"Escape!" This thought immediately popped into Hou Yuan's mind.

He couldn't help but regret, why didn't he escape when the God of Swords dragged the three of them, and he talked so much nonsense at a long time, now that Yu Mo came out, it was unknown whether he could escape.

Boom boom boom!

A scroll of sword light smashed all the fragments and relieved the three of them.

When the crisis of the three was lifted, they breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Don't let them escape."

Without their reminder, Yu Mo has already acted.

The Sword God moved faster than Yu Mo, turned into an afterimage, even crossed Hou Yuan, rushed in front, and hurriedly fled to the outside of the pool.

Hou Yuan watched this scene in despair, and cried out in despair: "Master, how could you escape faster than me, wait for me, don't leave me behind."

The mountain owner left Hou Yuan and fled alone.

Today, the God of Swords is also following the gourd and drawing a scoop, and does not care about Hou Yuan's life or death, letting him attract the enemy's firepower.