Luo Heng raised his hand and stabbed at the bald monk's throat. The sharp sword intent cut through his protective aura. At the same time, a cold light came from the east and the purple aura pierced towards Mo Shuo's forehead. It was precisely Fan Jian's sword strike. The two of them had cooperated with each other for a long time, and their cooperation could be said to be flawless. The power of two terrifying swordsmen combined with two swords had increased several times. In the past six months, more than three Trifoliate Ghost Generals had died under the joint efforts of the two of them.

Not to mention being slightly shocked, he understood that he had underestimated these two sword xiuzhe, but he was not panicked because their cultivation levels were far inferior to his. He shouted like a diamond, his tongue flickering with spring thunder. With a buzzing sound from Fan Jian and Luo Heng's divine sea, the sword momentum involuntarily slowed down. The bald monk flicked his sleeves twice and sprinkled two dazzling golden lights on the two swords. The two golden metals intersected with each other, causing Fan Jian and Luo Heng to be pushed back. The swords in their hands were buzzing non-stop and almost flew out of their hands.

Fan Jian and Luo Heng exchanged a surprised glance. This bald monk was indeed tyrannical. The roar just now seemed to be a divine sense attack.

Even though Fan Luo and the other two were repelled, they were secretly shocked in their hearts. They believed that if it were any other early God Refining cultivators, they would have already been injured by the swords of the two sword xiuzhe in front of them. No wonder Li Xiangjun dared to be so arrogant.

Not to mention putting away his contempt, he took out a dazzling golden ring knife and said indifferently, "Lord Buddha is mistaken, but you can't do anything to this Lord Buddha with your strength!"

Little Snow snorted coldly, "Brother Jian, Brother Heng, leave this bald thief to me. You guys go deal with those two Nascent Souls!"

"Evil beasts that are still wet behind the ears, don't know whether to die or not!" Don't sneer disdainfully.

Little Snow couldn't help but be enraged and struck with a divine sense stab.

Not to mention, he frowned and said, "I was originally good at mental attacks, but it's a pity that I met this Buddha!"

Little Snow couldn't help but be shocked. With her current spiritual energy cultivation, even a middle stage God Refining cultivator wouldn't be able to ignore her Spiritual Sense Stab like this. However, the bald monk seemed to be fine after receiving a blow.

"Little Snow, this bald thief is very powerful. Be careful!" Fan Jian reminded.

Little Snow nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Jian. I'll stop this thief monk. You guys quickly take care of the other two and help me!" After saying that, he activated his Phantom Boots and pounced towards Mo Shuo.

"Hmph, you don't know whether to die or not!" Not to mention a cold shout, he raised his hand and slashed out with a knife. The golden saber light pierced through the void, and the powerful saber qi instantly enveloped Little Snow's figure.

At this moment, Fan Jian and Luo Heng also pounced on the other two Nascent Souls, their swords flying, launching a storm-like attack.

"Good job!" The two Nascent Souls shouted and fearlessly greeted Fan Jian and Luo Heng.

Both of them were Nascent Soul experts from the Immortal Cultivation Guild. One of them was at the middle Nascent Soul stage. In their eyes, although Fan Jian and Luo Heng were sword xiu, they could not be their opponents. However, they knew that they were wrong the moment they received them. Although Luo Heng was at the early Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation in the Sword Dao had already reached the third level of the Sword Heart stage. His true combat strength was probably not inferior to that of late Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Although Fan Jian was only at the middle Gold Core stage, he had comprehended the third level of the Sword Heart stage, and his combat strength was no weaker than that of early Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

Fan Jian and Luo Heng cooperated exceptionally well. The two longsword intents were crisscrossed, almost suppressing the two Immortal Cultivator Guilds. However, in less than two cups of tea, the two Nascent Souls were stabbed with incomparably sharp sword intents.

Little Snow, on the other hand, was at a disadvantage. Not to mention the storm of attacks, she could only defend herself and was powerless to retaliate. What Little Snow was most skilled at was the impact of mental energy. However, it was not very useful to this Buddha cultivator who had similarly strong mental energy. Therefore, Little Snow could only rely on her incredibly fast speed to dodge it. She simply did not have any effective means to attack Mo Shuo.

Not to mention the fact that the two Nascent Souls weren't Fan Jian and Luo Heng's opponents, the attack on Little Snow was extremely fierce. A ring knife opened wide and knocked heavily. The dense saber qi covered Little Snow's entire body, and he wished he could cut her into several pieces with a single knife. Little Snow was like a snowflake, being pulled by the golden saber light, the situation was precarious.

Li Xiangjun couldn't help but be secretly shocked. She didn't expect this bald thief to be so powerful. If she had known earlier, she would have brought the Little Fire Phoenix over as well.

Wu Yanshou also knew that the situation was not good. If Little Snow was defeated, then it would be miserable!

Wu Yanshou took out a whistle and began to play. In the blink of an eye, a thunderous humming sound resounded. A large number of gold-devouring insects continuously pounced out of the beast feeding pouch at his waist. These Gold Devouring Insects were all newly bred by Wu Yanshou. Each of them was only the size of two fingers. They were far superior to ordinary Gold Devouring Insects in every aspect. These insects waved their sharp teeth and pounced towards the two Nascent Souls of the Immortal Cultivator Guild.

Wu Yanshou knew that although these Gold Devouring Bugs were more powerful than ordinary Second Grade Gold Devouring Bugs, they would undoubtedly be used as cannon fodder if they didn't attack Soul Refining Stage cultivators. Therefore, he didn't let the Gold Devouring Bugs attack him.

Buzz!

Tens of thousands of Gold Devouring Insects pounced towards them. The expressions of the two Nascent Souls couldn't help but change greatly. Magic treasures swept out crazily, and the corpses of the Gold Devouring Insects fell like raindrops. However, the Gold Devouring Insect still rushed forward without fear of death. It exploded like a popping bean. Green slurry flew everywhere, corroding the magic treasure and corroding the protective aura on its body.

The two Nascent Souls were already at a disadvantage, and with the addition of nearly ten thousand Gold Devouring Bugs, they immediately became even more frantic!

Wu Yanshou's whistle grew more and more urgent. The Gold Devouring Bugs seemed to have gone mad. The two Nascent Souls were both shocked and furious. Finally, they couldn't help but cry out for help loudly, "Elder Mo, help!"

Not to mention the fact that they were suppressing Little Snow, they originally planned to take care of Little Snow, but the others weren't enough. Now that they saw that their two Nascent Soul experts were in danger, they were probably killed before they could let go of this Soul Transformation Beast. They couldn't help but shout angrily, "Useless trash!" After he finished speaking, he rolled his saber and shook Little Snow away. His figure quickly rushed to Wu Yanshou's front. He raised his hand and punched down without the slightest bit of cunning. He didn't even bother to take a look, because a fellow like this at the early Gold Core stage was so weak in his eyes that he wasn't even as weak as an ant.

"Old Shaman, be careful!" Li Xiangjun shouted.

The Old Witch was concentrating on activating the Gold Devouring Bug, so he didn't expect that he would suddenly attack him, and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to avoid it. Wu Yanshou felt as if he was being tightly suppressed by an invisible force, unable to move at all.

Little Snow rushed over from afar, but she could not save Wu Yanshou, so she could only send out a shockwave of her divine sense with all her might. Not to mention the obvious shaking of his body, his fists slowed down.

Old Wu Shou suddenly felt the pressure on his body relieve. He hurriedly moved away a bit. A fleshy insect flew out of the gourd on his waist and spat out a blood red silk web reluctantly.

This blood-red silk net was floating lightly, but it was not knocked away by the powerful Spiritual Energy. Instead, it was like it was attracted by a magnet as it faced Mo Shuo's fist. Not to mention a slight hesitation, his fist still smashed down without any hesitation. Although this blood net was strange, he believed that it could not hurt him. However, when his fist touched the blood net, his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly stopped and jumped.

Even though he didn't say anything about stopping, the remaining force of the punch still sent Wu Yanshou flying. The bones on his shoulder cracked and a fountain of blood gushed out. Fortunately, he moved away a little. Otherwise, the remaining force of the punch would have sent his brains flying.

Even though he stopped in time, the Lifeseizing Red Line Net was still stuck to his hand. With a sizzling sound, the layer of Dipper Qi on the surface of his fist was quickly corroded and touched his skin.

Not to mention the burning pain in his fists, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry. He was actually plotted against by an ant-like fellow. He was about to rush over and crush Wu Yanshou desperately. Behind him, Little Snow had already pounced on him and slashed towards his back with a swift sword strike. Not to mention, he could only turn around and wield his saber to block Little Snow's path.

Little Snow quickly retreated and caught the injured Wu Yanshou!

"Old Witch, are you alright?" Li Xiangjun hurriedly flew over and asked with concern.

Wu Yanshou's face was pale, but he chuckled and said, "It's fine. It's just that this shoulder is crippled, but it's worth it to be able to injure a Spirit Refining cultivator!"

Not to mention his right hand, which was corroded to the point where even his bones were exposed, his expression was extremely ugly. He stared at Wu Yanshou angrily, "Are you from the Beast Sect?"

Wu Yanshou shook his head!

"Then die for this Buddha!" Not to mention shouting loudly, the monk robes on his body swelled, and the Ring Saber transformed into a saber light that filled the sky, carrying a terrifying saber aura as it slashed towards Wu Yanshou.

"Baldy, don't be arrogant!" Little Snow tossed her sword.

The sword light and the saber light interweaved, and a series of clashes that resembled hurried winds and rain slashed into each other in the air, one blade and one sword slashing towards each other.

Not to mention a Buddhist cultivator, his strength was much stronger than an Immortal Cultivator of the same level. In addition, Little Snow advanced by relying on the Dragon Saliva Vermillion Fruit. Moreover, the advancement period was not long. In the end, she was unable to withstand it and the flying sword dimly flew back into her hand.

Not to mention laughing sinisterly, he was just about to slash Little Snow and Wu Yanshou with one saber, then grabbed Li Xiangjun and left when two miserable shrieks suddenly came. The two Nascent Souls of the Immortal Cultivator Guild were both struck by the sword, and were instantly gnawed to the bone by the crazy Gold Devouring Insects. The Nascent Soul was destroyed by Fan Jian and Luo Heng as soon as it rushed out of the body.

"Kill!" Luo Heng shouted coldly and directly pounced towards Mo Shuo. The flying sword fell like a meteor, but Fan Jian did not make a sound. The tip of the sword was straight behind Mo Shuo's neck.

Not to mention his heart trembling, he knew that it would be very difficult to catch Li Xiangjun today. He quickly summoned the sword that was sliced horizontally at his waist from the ring knife holder in Cairo. At the same time, he flicked his long sleeve and swung away Fan Jian's sword.

However, at this moment, not to mention the sudden sense of danger, a white light flashed by his side. Little Snow actually appeared in front of him in an instant and stabbed him in the chest without any warning.

Not to mention a miserable scream, Little Snow's sword entered his chest and left his back!

Not to mention being shocked and angry, Little Snow suddenly slapped out. However, Little Snow disappeared and appeared on his left side. She slapped his left rib. At the same time, Fan Jian and Luo Heng also sent the sword into his body.

Not only did he finally spit out a mouthful of blood, he also spat out three words in disbelief, "Why?"