Chapter 44 Gold Armor and Silver Robe for Diamond294308
Although the mad Taoist was old, he was still full of energy. He shouted out and made the windows buzz.
Dahuang and I became alert at the same time because we saw a figure faintly appearing outside the window.
"Not bad...are you one of the so-called eight masters?" A gloomy voice sounded from the window, and I saw a huge figure slowly drifting in from the window.
With his tall torso and erect body, the figure carries an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
From the cyan outline and the foggy surroundings, it can be seen that this guy is definitely a powerful character, and his abilities are probably far beyond those of the two fierce ghosts Xu Hongyu and Xu Jie. Even Bai Hetu, the patriarch of the Bai family,
After being stripped of his abilities by Rujun, I'm afraid he's not as powerful as this guy, right?
First grade cyan? Or even higher?
I couldn't see this guy's ability, but I could clearly see cold sweat streaming down the crazy Taoist's face.
When the thick fog cleared, I finally saw today's protagonist, Xu Fengxian, Xu Fengxian in gold armor and silver robe.
He was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, not handsome by any means, but at least he had a resolute face. He was over 1.9 meters tall, and even Dahuang and I were far less tall than him. He had broad arms and a strong back and waist.
He was dressed very strangely, as if he came out of a costume movie. He had a golden beast-swallowing armor, a python skin waistband, and a golden crown with flower feathers in his hair. Lu Bu seemed to be dressed like this during the Three Kingdoms period. What was even more exaggerated was the look behind him.
The windless and automatic silver robe gives this guy an aura like a god descending to earth.
"What's your name? Xu doesn't kill unknown people."
Xu Fengxian looked at the crazy Taoist coldly, and actually blurted out a line from a classical novel, which was only spoken when two armies were fighting against each other. This guy should be an old ghost from the Ming Dynasty, otherwise, he would never be dressed like this, a big boss from the Qing Dynasty.
The commander's clothing is very different from this, and his hairstyle is also very different.
The mad Taoist looked at Xu Fengxian and suddenly sneered. He touched his fertilizer bag and said, "I thought your golden armor and silver robe was just a nickname, but I didn't expect you to actually dress like this? What? You want to sing in an opera?"
Xu Feng didn't pay attention to the crazy Taoist first, but turned his head and looked at Dahuang: "Huang Tingxuan? I remember it well?"
Dahuang sneered and nodded, saying: "Mr. Xu Feng, we meet again."
Xu Fengxian smiled coldly, with a murderous look in his smile: "It seems that you were not dead enough ten years ago. Now that you are wearing the Huan Yang Jade, is it possible that you want to die a second time?"
"You..." Dahuang was furious, holding the blackwood sword tightly in his hand, making a sizzling sound.
Xu Feng first walked around the living room, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the crazy Taoist, and asked: "Who are you? Master? Father?"
Dahuang didn't speak, and stared at Xu Fengxian with a livid face. He knew Xu Fengxian's ability, and he also knew that this evil ghost was likely to attack at any time. I'm afraid that even if the three of us come together, we won't be his opponent.
But the crazy Taoist suddenly stood up, waved his hand towards us, and said: "You two, find a corner and stand in a corner. I will cut this old immortal beast into pieces with one sword today for you to see!"
"Oh? That's not a small tone?" Xu Fengxian turned around with a ferocious smile, looked at the crazy Taoist, and said: "If your guess is correct, you should be here to avenge Huang Tingxuan, right? Haha, you know why I wanted to kill him in the first place.
? In fact, it's not because of Bai Shuquan, but because of his nickname... Ghost Slayer Sword, haha, I have lived under these Four-Nine City for hundreds of years, and I have never heard any such arrogant nickname.
He wants to kill a ghost? Hum, I want to show you, how can you incompetent people kill this ghost?!"
Having said this, Xu Feng suddenly stood up with his feet spread out, stretched out his hands, and a slender white silk ribbon immediately appeared in his hands.
"Master, be careful!" Dahuang blurted out, but the crazy Taoist obviously did not neglect him. He slapped the fertilizer bag, and a three-foot long sword suddenly emerged from it.
Two swords, Xiangyun!
Xu Feng sneered first and said, "It's interesting."
The mad Taoist stepped on the sofa with both feet, and then suddenly stood up from the ground. He held the sword in both hands and slashed at Xu Fengxian. Xu Fengxian smiled softly, and the three-foot white silk in his hand suddenly swelled, as if it was filled with true energy.
Same thing.
There was a loud bang, and the Xiangyun Sword struck Bai Ling. Xu Fengxian's body did not shake at all, but the crazy Taoist tilted his body and fell towards the sofa. The Xiangyun Sword was designed to defeat sharp ghosts, but it could not split one of Xu Fengxian's limbs.
Bai Ling?
The crazy Taoist's mouth was bleeding, and he fell on the sofa. He cursed in a low voice and without saying a word, he quickly shook the auspicious clouds. The light of the auspicious cloud sword flashed, and many light spots suddenly appeared on the sword. These light spots were like fireflies.
Floating slowly towards Xu Fengxian.
Xu Feng sneered first and said: "It's a small trick."
Then he turned around and waved the white silk, and the three-foot white silk immediately turned into a white light in the air. After the light spots of the Xiangyun Sword reached the vicinity of the white silk, they were all blocked by the white silk. None of them could pass through Xu Fengxian's defense.
The mad Taoist didn't panic. After Xu Feng started spinning, he suddenly opened his coat, and suddenly a short wooden sword flew out of his upper body pocket. It was the mad Taoist's third sword, Feiyu.
Feiyu seemed to be able to communicate with the crazy Taoist, and he stabbed Xu Fengxian in the back of the head at an extremely fast speed.
Xu Feng frowned first, obviously he didn't expect that the crazy Taoist had so many weird things. However, the light spots of the Xiangyun Sword still made him a little distracted. He turned around in a hurry and opened his big mouth towards Feiyu.
In Xu Fengxian's mouth, there were interlaced fangs, which were no different from ordinary ghosts. He bit hard, but he didn't expect that the Feiyu dagger had already been bitten by him. When he applied force again, there was a click, and the Feiyu sword was broken into two pieces.
!
The crazy Taoist's whole body was shaken as if struck by lightning. The flying feather sword obviously had the same mind as the crazy Taoist. It was forged by the mad Taoist with his essence and blood. The magic weapon was destroyed. The mad Taoist obviously suffered internal injuries. He swayed and almost fell down.
Xu Feng took advantage of the situation and jumped up suddenly, rushing towards the mad Taoist.
The crazy Taoist was obviously inferior to Xu Fengxian in terms of speed and strength. Before he could dodge, he was kicked hard in the chest by Xu Fengxian and fell violently.
The Xiangyun Sword also came out of his hand, but when the crazy Taoist was in danger, he didn't forget to grab his fertilizer bag.
There was a loud noise, and the mad Taoist fell heavily to the floor. When he stood up again, his mouth was already full of blood. He sneered, with a tragic look on his face, and said: "It's really a bit powerful..."
"A bit powerful?" Xu Feng sneered first and said, "When you become a ghost later, you will know that I am not just a bit powerful!"
Having said this, Xu Fengxian continued to pursue, and he was in front of the crazy Taoist almost instantly.
At the same time, I saw a flash of red light on the crazy Taoist's hand, and an open-edged red metal sword. I didn't know when the crazy Taoist had pulled it out of the fertilizer bag.
"The fourth handle, Jinghong, old ghost, die now!"
While speaking, the crazy Taoist actually inserted the sharp sword under Xu Fengxian's ribs. With such a stab, if Xu Fengxian had been alive, he would most likely have died.
But this guy is obviously just a fierce ghost, and the damage from this sword is not fatal to him at all.
Xu Fengxian screamed loudly, made a fist with his ghost hand, and swung it towards the crazy Taoist's face. With a bang, the crazy Taoist was hit by Xu Fengxian's heavy fist again and fell heavily against the wall!
And that Jinghong pierced into Xu Fengxian's body.
Although the Jinghong Sword is made of metal, it has obviously been specially treated and is still effective against evil spirits. Xu Fengxian looked pained. Although the sword was not fatal, it could injure him.
He pulled out the Jinghong Sword from his belly with a ferocious expression, and while slowly walking towards the crazy Taoist, he said with a sneer: "Old man, you really have a lot of skills, you are better than your useless apprentice.
Quite a few.”
The mad Taoist stood up slowly while holding on to the wall. His face was covered with blood. He spat, and half of his front teeth came out. He sneered and said: "Mr. Xu Feng, even if you kill me today, I will take your soul and bury it with you."