Four old guys who have lived for more than a thousand years will naturally not fall for this monster.

At this time, they were even more convinced that this demonic beast should be hiding somewhere and lurking, and then give them a fatal blow when the right time came.

The four old men, dripping in cold sweat, constantly scanned the surrounding environment with their divine senses.

However, no matter how much they investigated, they couldn't find a single trace of demonic energy.

In other words, this monster will have a hidden aura.

Like monsters and humans, monsters also have a variety of talents.

There are even some monsters whose IQ is not lower than that of humans, but they can't speak human words.

This is obviously a special magical beast with a certain amount of wisdom and also has the talent of "assassin".

It may not be very strong, but it is smart enough to even know how to take advantage and avoid disadvantage, and know tactical lurking.

The most terrifying thing is that they have cultivated so high, but it is difficult to find any trace of it!

Judging from the cultivation alone, this demonic beast may not be their opponent, but there are always accidents......

The gray-robed old man wrinkled his eyebrows and said coldly, "Let's be careful and slowly evacuate from here." It's not too far from the road we came from, and we should be able to get out of the territory of this beast......"

Before the gray-robed old man could finish speaking, an unnatural wind suddenly blew in the forest.

The leaves and dust in the forest were swept everywhere again, and it was almost impossible to see the place in Taiyuan.

The four of them were instantly enveloped by a strong sense of crisis, which continued to expand with this sudden wind.

The vigilance of the four people also rose to the greatest extent.

However, they still couldn't feel the flow of demonic energy in the air.

For the first time, the gray-robed old man regretted that he did not pay attention to the cultivation of his divine sense, he was a standard sword cultivator, except for the sword, it was all outside the body, he firmly believed that after being strong enough to a certain extent, he could break ten thousand laws with one sword, and he also firmly believed that the sword in his hand could resist all dangers for him.

However, when he arrived at this time, he finally understood that his strength did not allow him to have such trust.

A black afterimage appeared in the wind mixed with blades of grass and sand, but in an instant, it disappeared again.

It's very abrupt and strange, as if it's just their illusion.

The four of them exchanged glances with each other, and only then did they make sure that what they saw was not an illusion, after all, one person can be wrong, and he can't give four people a mistake at the same time.

"It's getting faster!!" The gray robe only felt that his face stiffened, if the speed and direction of the black shadow's movement before still gave him traces to follow, now it was a black afterimage to him.

If he accidentally received such a claw, he was afraid that he would become seriously injured.

"I don't know why I always feel like there are a pair of eyes that seem to be staring at my back in the dark, even if I keep turning my body? It's still a very strong feeling......"

Speaking of which? The old man couldn't help but purse his lips? He only hoped that all this was an illusion, but he also knew that the possibility was very small, after all, a monk who had cultivated to his level? Sharpness and perception are beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

Do they feel dangerous? That can only be a real danger!

Sou!

Another sound of breaking the air, even louder than the sound just now? And the louder it is, the closer the beast is to their location.

The faces of the four people who realized this became more and more ugly.

Who are they at this time? Can you feel it clearly? The beast was playing tricks on them, prolonging the fear in their hearts.

Although some sword cultivators can't see anything on weekdays, they are the most rigid and unbreakable inside, and they don't have any big characteristics? In addition to the obsession with the sword? And a tenacity that never gives in, is the innate stinky temper. And the gray-robed old man is obviously such a person, he is furious and sacrifices his natal magic weapon? In different directions in the forest, two extremely strong sword qi flew out directly.

The sword aura was so strong that almost even this fierce wind was torn through it.

Although the tall old man's face was not good-looking, he was generally calm, and he held the arm of the gray-robed old man who was still going to continue to attack.

"Your strength is used against the enemy, not to go crazy! If you don't realize this, the Yun Dynasty will teach me in the future. I don't want to see Yun Chao get stimulated by something one day and go crazy like you!

It's useless!"

The tall old man's words calmed down the gray-robed old man a lot, although the two looked about the same age, but in fact, the tall man was the gray-robed master and the ancestor of the Yun Dynasty.

And this gray-robed old man who looks so angry that he is the head of the serious Liuhua Sword Sect who pretended to be in front of Su Jiu when they first met, and he actually wants to see Su Jiu's natal magic weapon under the pretext of learning from his apprentice.

The old man was quiet, but his heart was not so calm.

Although Yun Chao was taught by him, in fact, there was nothing in common between their personalities.

In other words, compared to the gray-robed old man, the Yun Dynasty is actually more calm.

"This monster is really too deceitful, just a beast, dare to be so arrogant in front of me!"

The tall man glanced at his apprentice, "You also said that he is just a brute, and now you are angry with a brute." ”

Perhaps the monster understood the conversation between the two, and suddenly an extremely terrible scream came from mid-air.

Sou!

Another afterimage flew by.

This time, after it flew, it did not sweep directly past their sides as before, but left a long, deep cut on the gray-robed old man's face.

Almost instantly, a large amount of blood overflowed from the opening, and the blood dripped, staining the old man's shirt, staining red.

It was also at this time that they finally realized that in the face of the attack of this demonic beast, they really had no power to fight back.

The tall man quickly poured out an elixir from the storage ring and stuffed it to the gray-robed old man.

Then he pulled up his sleeve and said to the other two fellow disciples, "Get out of here, quickly!"

It's just that he's only been running a few steps.

Then he heard the sound of the air breaking behind his head again.

The tall man turned around and slashed, and there was a loud humming sound mixed with strong sword intent.

And the demonic beast directly avoided it sideways, rolled over and rolled to the side.

The monster stared at the tall man without blinking, and now it understood that among this group of people, perhaps only the old man in front of him had the strength to fight him.

In other words, as long as this old man is eliminated, the other three will naturally become its food.

The monster suddenly smiled, revealing a row of snow-white, sharp triangular teeth, the width of the corners of the lips, almost spanning most of its face.

And this face of this monster is really much uglier than the evil ghost.

In an instant, the demonic beast turned into a black afterimage, and in this fierce wind, it fought back and forth with the tall man.

Although the strength of the other three old men is not as good as that of the tall man, it can also be seen that the tall man can deal with this monster very reluctantly.

Seeing this, the gray-robed old man was about to step forward, watching his master resist unilaterally, he really felt a little reluctant in his heart.

It's just that he hadn't walked a few steps before he was suddenly grabbed by the arm of his fellow doorman.

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