The Devil's Guide

Ao Xianzhen immediately took a defensive posture. Niu Si shook his wrist, and three blade energies flew into the air. Just when Ao Xianzhen was wondering why Niu Si did not counterattack.

With a loud bang, the three blade energies seemed to hit something. Looking closely, it turned out to be Linghu Fengshi, who was wearing a black veil.

Linghu Fengshi was hit and spit out blood and retreated violently. He looked at Niu Si with an unwilling face, but Niu Si pouted and did not take Linghu Fengshi seriously at all.

Niu Si secretly called it a fluke in his heart. If he had not seen Linghu Fengshi use this black veil to become invisible, he would have been fully focused on dealing with Ao Xianzhen at this time, and would not have had time to be distracted, and he would really have fallen into his trap.

If he was lurking beside him, and when he was not strong enough to deal with Ao Xianzhen, he would suddenly use the God-killing Spear to hit him, and he would really have no place to complain even if he died.

But at this time, Linghu Fengshi could only lose more than he gained.

Ao Xianzhen couldn't help shrinking his eyes. Just now, he didn't notice Linghu Fengshi approaching, but Niu Si had noticed it early. This proves that Niu Si's consciousness is probably still better than his. Even if he completely stimulated the power of his bloodline, his consciousness might not be as strong as Niu Si's.

Thinking of this, Ao Xianzhen was relieved. He was restricted everywhere when fighting. Even though his strength and speed were much higher than others, he was still constrained and uncomfortable everywhere. He couldn't figure out what was going on. Now he finally understood that the opponent's soul was stronger than him, so he could completely suppress his feelings and use that kind of magical swordsmanship.

Ao Xianzhen slowly closed his eyes, and raised the long sword again but didn't rush to drop it.

This time he didn't rely on his eyes or consciousness to lock Niu Si. But Niu Si frowned.

He had seen similar methods before. When he saw Ao Xianzhen gave up using his spiritual sense to lock him, he guessed that he would use his instinct.

Niu Si couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Ao Xianzhen was obviously a genius in fighting. Only such a person only believed in his fighting instinct and could use such a method.

Niu Si had seen such a person before, that is Zheng Mo of the Green Face Clan, but Zheng Mo was only in the late Nascent Soul stage, so Niu Si could easily control him.

Ao Xianzhen was different. He was a serious spiritual cultivator. Moreover, he was a dragon. This kind of terrible instinctive intuition was not comparable to that of the native demons like Zheng Mo.

Before Ao Xianzhen made a move, Niu Si had already felt a slight chill. Although Ao Xianzhen closed his eyes at this time, Niu Si felt as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric beast, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up.

"Tatata." Ao Xianzhen suddenly took three steps forward. These three steps were very particular.

The first step was to the left, not a big step, the second step was to the right, not a big step either,

The third step was to the center, going straight to Niu Si. These three steps seemed to be simple adjustments, but in fact Ao Xianzhen's momentum was constantly growing. These three steps seemed to be swaying left and right, but in fact the momentum was condensed and single. Since taking the first step, Ao Xianzhen's heart has never wavered.

This knife was not easy to block, but Niu Si could not retreat. If he retreated a little at this time, under the traction of the Qi, Ao Xianzhen's long knife would definitely make Niu Si bleed in a few moves.

The Juque sword began to draw circles again, but this time the circle was large and slow. At this time, the Juque sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and was dragged by Niu Si in his hand to draw an arc slowly.

If it was at this speed, by the time Niu Si finished drawing this circle, Ao Xianzhen would have cut him into pieces.

But the strange thing was that when Ao Xianzhen's knife came, it suddenly turned strangely, and did not chop at Niu Si, but went straight to the Juque sword.

Ao Xianzhen's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened, and he looked at Niu Si in disbelief.

He was full of confidence in this knife, but he seemed to chop into a quagmire whirlpool when he chopped it out. He was actually spinning with it involuntarily.

The Juque sword was not fast, so Ao Xianzhen's golden long sword naturally found the Juque sword easily.

The sword and the sword were tightly attached to each other. Then Niu Si led Ao Xianzhen to slowly turn around.

Ao Xianzhen did not want to kill Niu Si with a sword, nor did he not want to draw his sword back to attack again. But the two weapons seemed to grow together at this time, and you could not separate them no matter how hard Ao Xianzhen tried.

Not only could they not be separated, but at this time the golden long sword led Ao Xianzhen to slowly turn.

Ao Xianzhen was not so obedient, but no matter how he moved, he could not get away from the long sword.

"What a powerful spiritual sense!" Ao Xianzhen couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He naturally knew that the two weapons were not really grown together, but Niu Si was always one step faster than him every time he exerted force, which made him controlled everywhere.

Thinking of this. Ao Xianzhen suddenly sat on the horse with his waist slumped and motionless.

"Ka-ka~" Ao Xianzhen's joints made a chaotic sound. He managed to stabilize his body and his knife.

On the contrary, Niu Si flew backwards in a spin, and blood was gushing out in the air. The power of the two was originally entangled. When Ao Xianzhen stopped, he couldn't stop even if he tried his best, and could only be thrown out.

Speaking of it, Ao Xianzhen's power was more domineering. Even if Niu Si took advantage of various opportunities, perception and even skills. But when he really faced Ao Xianzhen's brute force, he always seemed a little stretched.

This was also because Ao Xianzhen himself did not lack skills, but was slightly inferior to Niu Si in spirit.

Niu Si fell in front of Shi Xue again with a slap. Shi Xue's face was still struggling, and she didn't move. Ao San and Ao Si were still far away. Linghu Fengshi learned his lesson and honestly guarded the formation, and didn't dare to come to make up the knife.

Niu Si struggled to get up again, and the smell of blood on his body made Shi Xue's face change again. Shi Xue's pale face actually had a little redness this time, but no one noticed it.

Ao Xian really moved, and stepped heavily on the ground, and the ground trembled. The footsteps sounded like a war drum urging death.

With this step, Ao Xianzhen's momentum was like a mountain pressing down on Niu Si. At this moment, Niu Si couldn't even move, let alone raise the Juque sword again.

Niu Si stretched his hand into his arms, where a dozen ice and fire talismans were hidden. Niu Si's eyes narrowed. This might be his last chance. He didn't know if he could get up after this, but he knew that even if he had to crawl, he would have to crawl to the altar, and even if he died, he would have to die in front of Lan Yue'er.

Ao Xianzhen took another step forward, raised his long sword, and the sword energy was already spreading. Niu Si's eyes narrowed even more, but he still didn't move.

At this time, Ao Xianzhen took the fourth step. The two were only two feet apart. With a light swing of the long sword, Niu Si's head would fall to the ground.