The Legend of the Demon Hunter

A loud "boom" was heard, and the battle between Xiao Zhu and Duan Liukou reached a white-hot stage. The sound was made by Duan Liukou's staff hitting the ground.

Xiao Zhu and Duan Liukou were both power-oriented demon hunters, and their attacks were wild and powerful. Although Xiao Zhu had the support of the Five Elements spells, facing an opponent like Duan Liukou who was one level higher than him and more experienced, he did not gain any advantage at all, and was instead suppressed in the attacks.

"Not good!" Xiao Zhu had just dodged the attack from the Zen stick when the Golden Bell Cover caught up to him like a leech. Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Xiao Zhu raised the Greedy Wolf Sword and chopped at the Golden Bell Cover. The golden light on the Greedy Wolf Sword cut through the sky and the sword hit the shell of the Golden Bell Cover. The Golden Bell Cover was forced back more than ten meters by the force of the blow, and Xiao Zhu took the opportunity to escape.

But Xiao Zhu knew in his heart that this was not a solution. Not only was he at a disadvantage, but Lao Huojian was also being attacked by two enemies with similar strength. If the situation dragged on, the two of them would surely lose.

"Ah!" At this moment, a painful groan from Old Huojian was heard in the distance. It turned out that he was hit on the back by the enemy because he was not paying attention. The back is a vital part of the human body. Under this blow, Old Huojian was immediately seriously injured. A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his already old body became shaky.

"Senior Huojian, you can't even dodge such an attack. It seems that you are really old." Bian Yiya said sarcastically with a smile. The injury of old Huojian finally relaxed her tense nerves.

The old fire sickle did not answer. He wiped the blood from his mouth with his dry hand, and then used this bloody hand to grasp the handle of the giant sickle floating in front of him. At the moment he grasped the giant sickle, a deep red flame suddenly burned in the old fire sickle's hand, and the flame spread along the handle of the giant sickle, and then ignited the entire sickle.

This flame was substantially different from the flame that had just covered the sickle. Not only was it several times more powerful, but the burning flame also emitted a pungent stench, as if it was a flame ignited by the old flint using its essence and blood.

The next moment, Di Xiao turned into a gray rhinoceros and rushed towards Lao Huojian, but Lao Huojian's figure disappeared in a flash. When he appeared again, he was standing behind Di Xiao. The flint in his hand drew a red trajectory, and this blow hit the sharp horn on the rhinoceros's head. The sharp horn is the hardest part of the rhinoceros, and the powerful force of Lao Huojian's sickle was not hindered at all when it hit the sharp horn. The hard rhinoceros horn was actually cut off by this blow!

At the cut, the blood of the gray rhino spurted out like a fountain. Di Xiao cried out in pain.

Compared with the pain from the wound, Di Xiao's inner fear was even greater. If the power of Lao Huojian's attack hit other parts, it might take his life!

At this time, Bian Yiya also approached Lao Huojian. After injuring Di Xiao with one blow, Lao Huojian immediately turned his target to Bian Yiya. His huge flint fell from the sky, and Di Xiao's blood on the sickle blade also burned, emitting an even stronger stench.

After witnessing the power of the sickle just now, Bian Yiya was also in a panic. She hurriedly summoned the jade flute, which instantly grew hundreds of times larger and blocked in front of her.

The next moment, the flint hit the jade flute magic weapon, and suddenly a crisp "clang" sound was heard. The jade flute was actually split into a crack by the flint. Red blood seeped into the crack, making the jade flute become weird and terrifying.

Bian Yiya and Di Xiao never thought that Old Huojian had such a special skill, and they never thought that he could release such a powerful force even though he was seriously injured. With their experienced eyes, they could judge that Old Huojian was fighting for his life at this time. He was burning his own blood to fight against the two of them. The price paid for this attack method was huge. Even if Old Huojian won this battle, he would probably die from the backlash of this spell.

"Evil monk, help me!" Bian Yiya shouted in panic.

Duan Liukou had already noticed the changes on the battlefield. He once again used his Zen stick to force Xiao Zhu back, then quickly changed direction and rushed towards Lao Huojian with the Golden Bell Cover in his hand.

"Senior Huojian, be careful!" Xiao Zhu chased Duan Liukou closely, but Duan Liukou had already opened up some distance between them. Even with the support of the wings behind him, it was difficult for him to catch up with the other party.

There was a loud "boom" sound, and taking advantage of the gap between Old Flint's attacks, Duan Liukou's attack arrived just in time. The golden bell fell from the sky and covered Old Flint.

At this time, Old Huojian was already at the end of his strength. Under the Golden Bell, he lay on the ground like a wilted ball, his life or death uncertain.

Seeing the dying old Huojian trapped in the golden bell, the three red-robed bishops looked better. The old Huojian's desperate counterattack almost succeeded, which made the three people faintly afraid. Next, the three of them turned their attention to Xiao Zhu. With the lesson of the battle with the old Huojian just now, the three of them chose to attack together this time to solve the opponent as quickly as possible to avoid more trouble.

Xiao Zhu was not so arrogant as to think that he could fight against three soul hunters head-on. He spread his wings without hesitation and fled in the opposite direction. But on his way to escape, a jade flute blocked his way. It turned out that Bian Yiya had predicted Xiao Zhu's choice and blocked his retreat one step ahead of time.

Seeing that the jade flute was about to hit Xiao Zhu, he hastily turned around again and rushed towards the ground competition platform. The three soul hunters saw Xiao Zhu's choice and smiled knowingly. The competition platform was in the middle of the arena, with no escape route in all directions. Xiao Zhu's move was obviously at his wit's end.

Xiao Zhu landed on the competition stage. The three soul hunters surrounded Xiao Zhu in the middle. Duan Liukou walked forward slowly and said, "At this point, why don't you take off your mask?"

Hearing Duan Liukou's words, Xiao Zhu raised his hand and gently took off the mask. The three of them watched his movements quietly.

When Xiao Zhu took off his mask, the three saw a smug smile on his face: "You've been fooled."

As he spoke, Xiao Zhu suddenly took out a formation plate from his arms. The moment the formation plate appeared, he jumped into the air. At this time, seven beams of light rose from all around the competition stage, and the top of the light column hit the formation plate in Xiao Zhu's hand.

At the starting point of the seven beams of light, seven palm-sized flags appeared at some point. Each flag was engraved with strange patterns, which seemed to be a magical spell.

"Oh no, it's the Lingxu Flag, we are trapped in the Lingxu Formation!" Duan Liukou had the most contact with the people of Yanhui Peak, and he recognized at a glance that the spell Xiao Zhu was casting at the moment was the Lingxu Formation.

"This place has always been guarded by the Red Lotus Cult. When did he sneak in here and secretly set up the Lingxu Formation?" Bian Yiya asked puzzledly.

At this time, Xiao Zhu had no time to listen to the three of them chattering. After he cast a spell to strengthen the seal on the Lingxu Flag, he immediately turned into a dark red light, carrying Lao Huojian and Lan Jiuyin who were lying on the ground. Then he went to Yuanwu City to pick up Xiaoya, and flew out of the city at full speed without looking back.

It was yesterday that Xiao Zhu disguised himself as a gray-robed cultist and came to the Colosseum to clean up and secretly placed seven Lingxu flags. They really came in handy in today's battle. During the battle, he had no choice but to activate the Lingxu formation and abandoned this magic weapon on the spot.

He understood that this formation could only trap the three of them for a short while, giving him some time to escape, so he didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Half an hour later, Duan Liukou, holding the magic weapon Lingxu Banner, said coldly, "The three of us were fooled by a spirit hunter, and he even captured the Holy Envoy. If this matter gets out, how can the three of us have the face to stay in the Red Lotus Sect?"

"Hmph! Escape? Even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, we must catch him back." Di Xiao said coldly.