"Are you from the Blood Witch Sect, or from the passive cold-active hot Sect?"
Gosto looked at Abel cautiously and asked.
If Abel really belonged to these 2 sects, Gosto would not dare to kill at will. After all, these 2 sects are ruthless. If they really follow these 2 sects, they will die, and then his master will find out. , to scold yourself to death.
Gosto is now a celebrity in Wallin Pavilion, so he has to act cautiously, and he can't delay his great future because of this.
"I'm not a blood witch sect, nor a passive cold and active hot sect. If you are afraid, then kneel down obediently, maybe I can let you go…"
Abel smiled lightly.
"Hey, arrogant, so what if you are a real evil cultivator, our Wallin Pavilion is a well-known and upright, specializing in dealing with you evil cultivators…"
Gosto snorted coldly, then dispersed the trapped Beast formation, and took out a sword directly from his body. He saw that the sword's body was simple and dark, and he didn't know what material it was made of, but on the sword body, it was made of red. Some spells are drawn with cinnabar pen.
"This is the Sword of Punishing Evils, which is specially designed to deal with you evil cultivators…"
Gosto said, raised the sword to his chest, condensed mana, and swiped in the air…
"Thorn…"
The air seemed to be split into a gap in an instant, and the sound of breaking wind sounded in the void, and a fierce sword Aura shot out. Among them, he went towards Abel.
Where the sword energy passed, everything was divided into 2, and even the hard marble floor had a deep imprint at this moment.
click
The sword Aura slashed directly on Abel's body. After only hearing a crisp sound, Abel's body was intact, but a gap was drawn in his clothes.
Although the sword Aura did not hurt Abel, the spells mixed with the sword Aura were spinning around Abel, and the spells kept flashing red light.
"The Trueanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all energy.
Cultivating 100s of millions of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers.
Inside and outside the 3 Realms, the Tao is the only one.
The body has golden light, reflecting my body.
Don't see, don't hear.
Encompassing the world, nurturing the masses…"
Gosto kept chanting the incantation, the blue veins burst out on his forehead, and the sweat began to drip down.
The sword energy just couldn't hurt Abel, and now he can only rely on those spells.
As Gosto recited faster and faster, the spells revolved around Abel faster and faster, and the red light flickered brighter and brighter.
"Excuse the evil…"
Gosto shouted, and the spells suddenly stuck on Abel's body.
Abel was personally wrapped in red light, and those spells were all branded on Abel like a brand.
Gosto looked at Abel and found that although these spells were stuck on Abel's body, it didn't seem to have any effect. Abel didn't react at all.
Gosto frowned slightly and quickly began to chant the incantation again.
Seeing Gosto sweating profusely, Abel snorted coldly.
"Silly X…"
Abel's body trembled slightly, the spells on his body scattered in an instant, countless strong winds scattered, and cracks appeared in the surrounding ground.
Gosto's pupils shrank, and with a wave of the Sword of Punishment in his hand, the scattered spells returned to the Sword of Punishment in an instant, but those spells were obviously much darker.
Gosto looked at Abel in disbelief. Abel just resisted his sword Aura, but now he has easily broken away from these spells. This is too powerful, right?
This Zhuxie Sword is the treasure of Wallin Pavilion, Gosto is very talented, so the master Luba Townon passed the Zhuxie Sword to him, and also passed it on to Gosto, although Gosto has not yet mastered it. , but the general evil cultivator encounters him, and only escapes for his life. He has not found the evil cultivator who is not afraid of the evil sword in his hand.
To be continued....
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