Xiao Baiyu's body is collapsing!
The powerful swordsmanship supernatural power far exceeded the limit of what his physical body could bear, the sword light storm swept in, and the puppet of Peng Daoist's true body did not seem to deliberately dodge, and directly launched a head-to-head confrontation with Xiao Baiyu.
The silver sword light exploded, and one after another made a crisp sound like broken porcelain, but the boundless sword light still came one after another towards the true body puppet, and the guardian power that the real body puppet had supported in advance became more and more dim under the wear and tear of the sword light, as if it would collapse at any time.
Xiao Baiyu's body was already twisting, like a towel that was about to be wrung out, blood seeped out of the pores, soaking his clothes, and the whole person looked as if he had fallen into a red dye vat, his skin and flesh gradually began to loosen, as if it was about to be peeled off the bones, and the sound of "clucking" kept coming out of the body, which was the sound of bones breaking.
"Boy, how long can you last?"
Daoist Peng's proud voice lingered in Xiao Baiyu's ears like a nightmare, continuously disintegrating Xiao Baiyu's will.
Xiao Baiyu didn't dare to open his mouth to refute, he was afraid that a mouth full of blood would gush out, he wanted to save even one breath of strength, in the case of the continuous collapse of his body, he could only try his best to maintain the internal organ injuries, maybe he could still have a glimmer of life.
"He can't last long, how long can your real puppet last?"
Xiao Baiyu couldn't make a sound, although the butterfly fairy was equally embarrassed now, she still had the ability to speak.
Although the Turtle Daoist's true body puppet restrained the blood transformation divine needle in her hand, the same Turtle Daoist's Shentong methods were also lacking compared to the two true body puppets of Peng and Jiao.
Fortunately, there was also a Jiao Daoist with a broken arm sweeping aside, although the Jiao Daoist's true body puppet at this time had lost a lot of magical spells after the battle with Longhuai Ancestor and Lu Ping, and his strength had declined even more, but after joining forces with the Turtle Daoist's true body puppet, he still beat the butterfly fairy to flee everywhere, never daring to fight the two head-on.
"Presumptuous!"
Daoist Peng suddenly shouted, and the butterfly fairy felt as if his head had suddenly been hit by a sledgehammer, and his mind suddenly became a mess, and he didn't know what was going on.
With a dazzling aura, the butterfly fairy suddenly felt a tingling in her heart, and suddenly realized that this was the time of life and death, and she didn't know why.
From the time the butterfly fairy was plotted by Daoist Peng's divine thoughts and magical powers to the moment she suddenly woke up, the dragon Daoist with a broken arm had already taken the opportunity to sneak attack, and the protective magical power laid out by the butterfly fairy had already been cracked before it was silent, and a long sword with condensed essence had been handed to the three-foot ground in front of her.
The butterfly fairy's expression changed drastically, and when she was about to die, she saw her arms suddenly folded, and two snow-white long sleeves floated out, just like countless white butterflies casting a wall in front of her.
The sword of the puppet of the Jiao Daoist's true body remained unchanged, the white butterfly wall was stirred to pieces in an instant, and the snow-white long sleeves were twisted into snowflakes in the sky by the sword momentum and flew all over the surroundings, while the butterfly fairy who was originally behind the butterfly wall had disappeared.
After dodging the sword that the Jiao Daoist's true body puppet was bound to get, without waiting for the butterfly fairy to relax slightly, a sting that was several times more painful than before appeared in his heart again.
The butterfly fairy looked at it in astonishment, and saw that the Turtle Daoist's true body puppet was also attacked and killed by the Jiao Daoist's true body puppet, and the divine needle that had absorbed the cicada Daoist's legacy and increased in power was at some point, and at some point, the thick blood-colored mist that permeated the surroundings was only a faint lump.
The sting that woke him up in his heart flashed through the Butterfly Fairy's mind after Daoist Peng shouted loudly, thinking that it was the moment when the divine needle protected the lord, causing the spirituality of the Blood Transformation Divine Needle itself to lose a lot, giving the Turtle Daoist's true body puppet an opportunity to take advantage of.
The butterfly fairy who came to understand had no time to recall the divine needle, and the turtle Daoist's true body puppet was already holding a turtle shield and rumbling towards her.
The butterfly fairy's face changed tragically, and she secretly said that she was afraid that she would not be able to escape this time.
Despite this, she still tried her best to support her protective powers and did not dare to give up the slightest chance of survival.
In the midst of the loud noise, the butterfly fairy felt that she had been knocked away by a huge mountain, and when she was groggy, she suddenly realized that it seemed that her body had not suffered the fatal injuries she had imagined, at least it was much lighter than she had imagined.
The butterfly fairy tried her best to cheer up, the primeval essence in her body was unable to be relieved for a while because of the heavy blow, but she still let her gradually control the body that was being thrown away, and barely raised her head, just in time to see Longhuai Ancestor wielding the nine-leaf spirit tree to suppress the Jiao Daoist's true body puppet, while the Turtle Daoist true body puppet on the other side collided with the true spirit transformed by Xiang Ancestor, shaking the mountain for a while.
At the critical moment of life and death, it turned out that Ancestor Longhuai and Ancestor Xiang arrived, so that the butterfly fairy was not fatally injured.
At this time, the butterfly fairy had already gathered the scattered primeval essence in her body, offsetting the huge force that was knocked away, and her divine thoughts sensed her whole body, only then did she realize that her internal organs had only been slightly shocked, which was not very serious, at least her combat power was still maintained at seventy or eighty percent, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
There was a roar of Peng Dao in the distance, obviously the timely arrival of Long Huai Ancestor and others made Peng Daoist's attempt to kill the Butterfly Fairy and Xiao Baiyu in advance failed.
Thinking of Xiao Baiyu, the butterfly fairy was shocked, and when he turned to look in the direction of the previous battle between Xiao Baiyu and Daoist Peng's true body puppet, he saw Xiao Baiyu covered in blood suspended in the void hundreds of feet away.
The butterfly fairy had a "cluck" in her heart, at this time both sides had reached the critical point of life and death, but every point of combat power must be cherished, although Xiao Baiyu's cultivation was not as good as her, but as a sword cultivator, Xiao Baiyu's strength was still extremely strong, if Xiao Baiyu fell, his own grasp would undoubtedly be a few points less.
Only then did he realize that in the void behind Xiao Baiyu, a piece of sword light bloomed like a lotus flower, and in the haze, the two figures chased and wandered in and out of the void in the sword light, and the figure that was being chased was running between the wolf and the pig, like a headless fly, it was the real puppet of Daoist Peng.