"Excellent."

Xiang Weilong smiled proudly and looked at Sword Demon: "Now, you can rest assured."

"I will not rest assured until I am sure that he is dead." The sword ghost said coldly. The sword energy surged from his body and shot out, splitting the ground and piercing it.

"Oh, you are being a little too cautious, aren't you?"

Seeing Sword Demon's actions, Xiang Weilong said disdainfully.

"I was hit first by my soul, and my granddaughter was hit by four arrows. Now she is slapped by Master Xiang. Even if she doesn't die, she won't be able to make any trouble."

Xiesou smoked a dry cigarette and said lazily: "It is said that the older you get, the less courageous you are. I didn't expect that you are not as courageous as an old man like me at such a young age?"

"Be careful and you won't make a big mistake..."

The sword ghost responded, but just in the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Xiang Weilong even looked like he had seen a ghost, with his mouth half-opened, his eyes wide open, and silent for a long time.

Because they saw someone.

A man covered in blood and mud.

That person, at some point, appeared behind Ba Gong, his lips slightly raised, and he looked at them quietly with indifferent eyes.

It's like watching a group of clowns.

It's like looking at a group of dead people.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you looking at us like that? What the hell?" Ba Gong saw Sword Ghost and Xiang Weilong staring at them with strange expressions, not knowing why.

"Because, they are not looking at you, but at me."

A faint voice came from behind Ba Gong.

Although the voice was weak, it made Ba Gong shiver as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

After all, Xiesou is a veteran who has been in the world for many years and has rich experience. He has realized that something is wrong long ago, so he took action when the voice sounded.

The evil old man did not turn around, but turned his wrist and knocked the pot backwards.

When the smoke pot is knocked down, there are endless sparks in the smoke pot and smoke billows.

A smoking pot is a volcano.

When the smoke pot is turned upside down, a volcano erupts.

Sparks are rolling, burning the sky and destroying the earth;

The smoke is billowing, polluting the world.

But immediately, Xie Sou's face changed drastically, because a palm emerged from the sparks and smoke, with five fingers clenched, and the black and yellow colors were floating. It was like the sparks gathered, the smoke gathered together, and the world was all in one fist.

Xie Sou was horrified. He wanted to leave and escape, but although the world was huge, he had nowhere to go and no way to escape, because that punch was the heaven, earth, and universe.

The fist is the heaven and the earth, so there is no way to survive in the human world.

Therefore, the evil old man could only watch helplessly as the fist smashed the pot, broke the stem, and fell on him.

The punch landed on the body, but it was strangely silent, and there were no wounds on the evil old man's body.

Only an indifferent voice without any emotion sounded in the ears of the evil old man: "Don't you like poisoning? It's incestuous to come and go without reciprocating, so you can also taste the taste of your own poison!"

"what have you done……"

The evil old man was shocked, but as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a crackling sound in his body, and the sea of ​​consciousness roared.

Xie Sou was shocked to find that all the meridians and acupuncture points in his body were broken and shattered in an instant. His sea of ​​consciousness also collapsed in an instant. The Yang Shen was damaged and could not leave the body.

What's even more frightening is that all the infinite and terrifying toxins exploded in the body.

The evil old man already understood that the previous punch, which seemed to moisturize things silently, in an instant, shattered his meridians and acupoints, shattered his sea of ​​consciousness, and completely polluted the poison contained in his smoking pot.

, injected into his body.

The sparkling smoke in his smoking pot is the gathering and combination of various poisons and pollutions. The evil old man naturally knows how filthy and terrifying it is.

But precisely because he knew it well, the evil old man became more frightened and desperate.

I saw that with the poison, the filth exploded, and the evil old man's body began to fester inch by inch, and smelly blood seeped out from the pores. All kinds of filthiness full of pain, resentment, death, despair, etc. were raging in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, causing unbearable pain and life.

Better to die.

But unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.

He wanted to escape, but his meridians and acupuncture points were shattered, making him unable to move;

He wanted the Yang God to leave his body, but because the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness was shattered, his soul was weak;

He wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his tongue ulcerated, his teeth fell out, and he was unable to speak.

Unable to escape or beg for mercy, at this moment, the evil old man could only bear the endless pain and feel the despair that life was worse than death.

"What did you do to grandpa? I'm going to kill you!"

Only then did Ba Gong react, grab the big bow behind his back, and hit Ye Qing.

Yes, the person who appeared behind Ba Gong and fought tooth for tooth was none other than Ye Qing.

Ba Gong was tall and tall, and the big bow in his hand was even more exaggerated. This strike was like a god holding a mountain and destroying the world. It was so powerful that the void was shattered.

Under that bow, Ye Qing was as small as a child.

But Ye Qing didn't dodge, he raised his backhand and shattered the mountain with one hand.

The big bow that fell was broken by a punch.

Then, the punch tilted upward and hit Ba Gong's heart.

Ba Gong's invulnerable body was as brittle as paper and vulnerable to a single blow. He was punched through by Ye Qing, and Ba Gong's heart was also shattered by a punch.

At this time, Xiang Weilong and Sword Demon, who had reacted, also attacked together.

Xiang Weilong is in front, pushing forward with both palms, like a divine dragon probing its claws. The dragon's power, dragon's intention, and dragon's power are all contained in his two palms.

Therefore, before the palm arrives, the Qi is already moving the rivers and mountains.

All over the Sword Demon's body, infinite sword energy seeped out from his skin and pores, swirling and dancing around his body, turning into a fierce storm.

When one person moves forward, his sword shakes the world.

"Boom..."

The next moment, the strength of the palm and the sword energy annihilated Ye Qing, turning into a sea of ​​violent wind and sword energy within a radius of dozens of feet, the wind and clouds changed color, and the earth overturned.

However, Xiang Weilong and Sword Demon both changed their expressions.

Because in the ocean of violent wind and sword energy, a figure slowly walked out, and the violent sword energy that could destroy mountains and split seas fell on him, like a gentle breeze blowing on his face, but could not hurt him at all.

"Walk……"

Xiang Weilong frowned, no longer willing to fight, and planned to escape.

But just as he turned around, a sharp sword energy struck his back, and he flew towards Ye Qing uncontrollably.

"Sword Demon...you..."

Xiang Weilong was horrified. There was no doubt that this sword attack was caused by the sword ghost behind him.

"Master Xiang, could you please stand in my way for a while?"

Under the hood, the Sword Demon smiled coldly: "Don't worry, I will tell Duke Longshang about your death on your behalf."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light at the sword ghost's feet flashed, and the person was gone.

"Sword Demon...I won't let you go..."

Xiang Weilong's eyes were about to burst, how could he not understand that he was being used by the Sword Demon?

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Weilong's hair suddenly stood on end because a fist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Xiang Weilong's soul was so strong that he ignored the sword ghost, turned his head to avoid the punch that was so close, and slapped Ye Qing's chest with his palm.

Although it was just a hasty response, it was a matter of life and death, and Xiang Weilong did not dare to hold back. Therefore, within this short distance, under this palm, it was like a divine dragon awakening, roaring, wreaking havoc, and shaking the world.

He didn't expect to kill the opponent with just one palm, he just hoped to repel the opponent and give him a chance to breathe.

As long as there is a breath, he can escape.

Because he has several life-saving devices on his body.
Chapter completed!