"Who are you? Where are the people on the cruise?"
Lin Mo spoke indifferently.
Upon hearing Lin Mo's words, Xiuhui slightly squinted her eyes and smiled, "This is our territory, you've barged in without explanation, and you dare question me?"
Mu Lihong, Ye Beichen, Guo Da, Peacock, and Xuan Shi all had a serious look on their faces.
After all, the strength of these three people in front of them, combined, made it almost impossible to win.
"Where are the people?" Lin Mo asked coldly, his eyes burning with rage.
"Bastard, it's not your place to speak here. You're all Huaxia cultivators intruding on our domain. If you don't leave now, don't blame us for being ruthless." Bai Cangzhu took a step forward, his gaze like electricity, fiercely staring at Lin Mo.
Lin Mo clenched his hand in the void, a golden light sword appeared, "Noisy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo swept out a golden light from his chest with the golden light sword in his hand, forming an arc of golden sword light towards the three people.
"Bastard!"
Seeing the golden sword light sweeping over, Bai Cangzhu immediately drew the blade at his waist, the total length of the blade was one meter, with an extremely sharp edge, reflecting a cold silver gleam.
Swish!
Bai Cangzhu's drawn long blade, like an extension of his arm, lit up with silver sword light in an instant, and almost instantly shattered the incoming sword light from Lin Mo.
"Fight!" Mu Lihong gritted his teeth, he spent a large sum of money hiring Xuan Shi and Lin Mo to help, he couldn't leave without gaining something.
"Xuanyuan Sword!"
Lin Mo drew out the azure Xuanyuan Sword, the broad blade sweeping quickly past, his eyes filled with intense killing intent, his parents were the most important to him, if anything happened to them, he would live in guilt for the rest of his life.
Seeing Lin Mo take out the weapon, Xuan Shi's eyes showed a look of surprise, "Spiritual Energy First Grade, a good sword!"
But immediately, Xuan Shi held the void with both palms, a silver light burst out, and then a silver dragon spear about two meters long appeared in his hand, Spiritual Artifact First Grade.
"Kill them." Xiuhui commanded coldly.
Sha Shengshi wielded an ancient and simple sword, bearing the marks of time, vast and ancient, as he held it in his hand, the world seemed to change colors.
"We'll deal with this guy." Guo Da and Peacock exchanged a glance, each took out their weapons. Peacock wielded a Nine-section Whip, agile as a black snake leaping in the air, striking like flashes of lightning.
Guo Da wielded a shield-like weapon, covered in ancient runes. The golden light emitted a tiger's roar, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountains.
Facing opponents stronger than themselves, everyone held nothing back. Guo Da and Peacock were also from noble families in the Demon Sect, bestowed weapons of Spiritual Artifact level by their elders.
Mu Lihong glanced at Xuan Shi, saying, "We'll deal with this guy."
Xuan Shi didn't speak. With a flick of his wrist, a spear pierced through the air, generating a powerful tearing aura, faintly echoing the sound of a dragon roar. A silver lightning suddenly struck out, swiftly stabbing toward Bai Cangzhu. The spear and sword pierced the air, forming wave-like ripples.
"This guy is really freakish." Mu Lihong watched the scene, his giant axe already swinging out.
"It's good, I haven't fought for a long time. Don't disappoint me, the two of you." Bai Cangzhu's lips curved into a cold smile, his long blade moving like thunder and mist, reaching the pinnacle of elusive and eerie.
Elsewhere, Lin Mo and Ye Beichen joined forces against Xiuhui.
Ye Beichen wielded a treasure sword, with a faint silver glow emanating from the blade.
"Prajnaparamita!"
Xiuhui quickly formed seals with both hands. Instantly, around a dozen black holes, each about a meter in diameter, appeared in the surrounding void. From the holes crawled out one by one demons, with two dark twisted horns on their heads, blue faces and sharp teeth, wearing standard war armor, each holding a dark blade.
Each demon was at the Realm of Star Wheel Mirror, crawling out one after another, at least around a hundred or so, standing densely in the void.
"So many demons?" Ye Beichen frowned.
Han Country is famous for Spiritualists and Night Parade of Hundred Demons, these demons were evidently nurtured by Spiritualists.
"Kill the two of them for me." Xiuhui's pale face revealed a crazed smile, pointing at Lin Mo and Ye Beichen, her voice shrill and harsh.
Goo
Feng
These demons emitted various strange sounds, instantly surrounding Lin Mo and Ye Beichen.
"Young Master Ye, be careful." Lin Mo reminded, then lifted the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, swiftly sweeping it out. The originally heavy Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was extremely light, a domineering and fierce golden sword light swept a half arc, instantly severing two demons at the waist.
The upper and lower halves of the two demons separated, turning into clouds of black fog, dissipating in the heavens and earth. Meanwhile, five more demons quickly wielded dark blades from five directions to slash at Lin Mo. His body flickered, and with a sword, he cut a blue light, slicing three demons in half, then formed a spell in his left hand, sending two bolts of lightning onto the other two demons, instantly reducing them to dust.
"Hmm? The strength of these demons is much weaker than the real Realm of Star Wheel Mirror." Lin Mo was a bit puzzled.
Ye Beichen made a spell in his hand, two green beams pierced through two demons, and he said, "Mr. Lin, look at those black holes!"
Lin Mo looked up and frowned.
The demons he had slain turned into mist, returning to the black holes, and more demons continued to emerge from the holes.
"At this rate, we can't kill them all. We must kill the caster." Lin Mo thought to himself.
But now, the two of them were already surrounded by a dense swarm of demons, while Xiuhui was nowhere to be found, likely hidden.
Xiuhui was a Spiritualist, good at magic and control, close combat was her weakness, surely she wouldn't let Lin Mo and Ye Beichen get close.
"Purple Eyes!"
Lin Mo closed his eyes, then abruptly opened them again, his pupils completely turned purple.
Purple Eyes was one of the divine skills Lin Mo cultivated, capable of extinguishing souls with black flame, and also seeing through illusions and deceptions.
"I see her." Lin Mo swiftly turned his head, gazing at the left sky, slashing a sword down, the blue light drew open a curtain, as if cutting a rift in the sky. Xiuhui, who was watching in mid-air, changed her expression slightly, quickly forming a spell with her hands, a circular purple curtain appeared in front, but it resisted for less than a second, directly shattered by the blue blade curtain. Using the brief gap, Xiuhui's body swiftly shifted, yet was still lightly grazed by the sword light, a snow-white arm was severed at the shoulder, blood dripping.
"Hiss!"
Standing mid-air, Xiuhui's left arm was severed, blood gushing out, but the flesh at the wound began to wriggle rapidly, and within moments, a new arm grew out, fairer than snow.
"Mr. Lin, can't we kill her?" Ye Beichen furrowed his sword eyebrows.
"It's not that we can't kill her, but her cultivation technique has a strong recovery ability." Lin Mo spoke indifferently, for example, his own cultivation technique, Yang Wood Divine Skill also had strong regenerative powers.
"You two have utterly enraged my Nightmare Illusion Realm!"
Xiuhui's face was pale, her eyes sharp as a snake, with faint pink lights emitting in her pupils. Suddenly, the world seemed to change colors, dreamlike cherry blossoms bloomed in the space, emitting a strange fragrance, causing one's whole body to relax unconsciously.
Ye Beichen's persistent gaze in his eyes started to weaken, turning somewhat dazed.