The two of them took action almost at the same time. Neither of them let the weapons leave their hands, but held the weapons in their hands and shot directly.
Two points of purple light shot toward Li Peicheng one after another like shooting stars, and a point of red light greeted the two points of purple light like electricity at almost the same time.
The Fire Cloud Spear pen stabbed the eight-edged purple gold hammer twice in a row, one after the other. There was no bells and whistles in it, it was an absolute head-on collision.
Qiang! Qiang! Two almost separated sounds of metal and gold echoed throughout the world.
Sparks shoot up in the sky like gorgeous fireworks.
When Fairy Baijun and others saw the head-on confrontation between Li Peicheng and Master Cang Hao, no one thought that Li Peicheng would definitely suffer a big loss this time, even Master Cang Hao himself thought so.
Legend has it that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, one of whom was named Ba Xia, also known as Bi Xi. He was a tortoise, good at carrying heavy loads, and extremely powerful. Legend has it that in ancient times Ba Xia often carried three mountains and five mountains on his back, making waves in rivers, lakes and seas, and his physical body can be seen.
So powerful, so powerful.
Master Cang Hao was transformed from a turtle, and naturally inherited some of the advantages of their ancestors. He was physically strong and powerful. At the same time, although Master Cang Hao was old, because of this, his body had gone through a much longer period of tempering and transformation than others.
It becomes more and more powerful. Therefore, Cang Hao, the real person, may seem short in stature, but he wields a huge eight-edged purple gold hammer that weighs a thousand kilograms. There is an internal reason for this.
Of course, if it was just like this, everyone would not come to a conclusion so early. You must know that what cultivators ultimately rely on is pure and pure true energy.
Although his long lifespan did not allow Master Cang Hao to enter the out-of-body stage that he dreamed of, it did allow him to accumulate pure and pure true energy that could only be possessed by monks who were close to the out-of-body stage.
A person with a strong physical body and a pure set of true energy is undoubtedly terrifying, especially for those who are not good at casting spells. Facing such an opponent, even monks in the out-of-body stage must carefully weigh their abilities.
However, everyone is destined to be shocked to the end by Li Peicheng today.
Because unfortunately Li Peicheng is also one of those people who has a strong body and pure true energy. Physically, it is hard to say that the current Li Peicheng is stronger than Cang Hao, but it is equivalent to the true energy of nine mid-stage Nascent Soul monks.
Undoubtedly, he is more than a star and a half better than Cang Hao.
Master Cang Hao felt two powerful and sharp forces transmitted to his arm through the eight-edged purple gold hammer, just like two needles piercing his arm, and then passed along his arm to him
The feeling in his body was so uncomfortable that Master Cang Hao almost threw away the pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers. However, the perseverance honed over two thousand years allowed his hands to hold on to the eight-edged purple gold hammers even more tightly.
The person stepped back as fast as lightning in order to get rid of those two tricky and domineering forces.
Cang Hao felt uncomfortable, and Li Peicheng also felt uncomfortable. Although Li Peicheng was much better than Cang Hao in terms of absolute strength, it was obviously not a wise choice to use a spear to head-on with the eight-edged purple gold hammer. The eight-edged purple gold hammer weighed a thousand kilograms.
Coupled with Cang Hao's extremely powerful arms, it was no less than two hills slamming into the Fire Cloud Spear. If the Fire Cloud Spear hadn't been an extraordinary thing, the gun's barrel would have probably hit it with its fierce strength.
Fold into two.
Li Peicheng also retreated continuously in order to relieve himself of the mountain-heavy force, but the distance Li Peicheng retreated was much shorter than that of Cang Hao.
No wonder my sister told me to be careful. The power of this old man Cang Hao is really overbearing. He almost couldn't bear it even for me. Li Peicheng was secretly surprised. But he didn't know that others were already upset, even Fairy Bai Jun, who had always been beautiful and dignified.
At this time, there was no grace at all, and the mouth was open enough to fit an egg into it.
"Happy! Happy!" Master Cang Hao was not angry but happy, and shouted while waving the eight-edged purple gold hammer.
It is difficult to find a monk in this world who is willing to confront him head-on. For Cang Hao, who has always admired strength, being able to enjoy a vivid and vivid battle in the years when his life is about to end is a great pleasure in life, even if this battle
It is destined to fail.
People who have reached Master Cang Hao's status are all extremely proud of themselves. Although Master Cang Hao knew that he had been defeated, he was not ashamed and angry. Instead, he shouted with joy. This shows that he has a broad mind and does not care about victory or defeat at all.
A smile appeared on Li Peicheng's lips, and he found that he liked this ugly little old man more and more.
Originally, the strong confrontation just now was enough to prove that Li Peicheng had the strength to defeat Kun and the four of them. This duel should have ended, but Li Peicheng saw that Cang Hao was still very motivated to fight, and it was rare for him to encounter such a close combat.
The strong one shouted: "Okay, since my fellow Taoist wants to have a good time, I will train Taoist Master to have some fun."
After saying that, he danced the gun, and suddenly the sky was filled with red light. In the red light, there seemed to be a giant dragon dancing wildly, with a powerful and uncertain trajectory that made people unable to figure it out.
Everyone was shocked again, and then they realized that Li Peicheng's head-to-head confrontation with Master Cang Hao just now was just to test his old man's skills. It was not that he didn't understand fighting skills, but on the contrary, his marksmanship was as terrifying as his strength.
Master Cang Hao narrowed his mung bean eyes again, looking for flaws in Li Peicheng's marksmanship. Unfortunately, Li Peicheng's eldest brother was Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts prodigy who entered Taoism. Zhang Sanfeng taught Li Peicheng everything he could without any reservation.
A bit of cold light flashed in the red light all over the sky, and countless points were connected to form a strange and perfect curve. Master Cang Hao was dazzled and could not see any flaws. He only saw the cold light getting closer and closer, and it flashed in an instant.
It was already in front of you, revealing its ferocious side.
Master Cang Hao was startled, and danced with both hammers in his hands, making the whole body dance like an airtight one.
The other person is small, but the hammer is big. Not even a mosquito can fly in this dance.
When Li Peicheng saw this, his hand shook, and the straight gun barrel twisted like silk.
Bang! Bang! The barrel of the gun continued to hit the purple light hammer shadow in the sky like a whip.
With each stroke, Master Cang Hao felt as if his body had been struck by a whip, his arm suddenly sank, and the speed of the dancing eight-edged purple gold hammer slowed down by a minute.
Finally, a hole appeared in the airtight hammer shadow, and a bit of cold light took the opportunity to peek in. Li Peicheng's arm suddenly moved.
Four ounces makes a thousand pounds!
Master Cang Hao suddenly felt two huge forces coming from the eight-edged purple gold hammer, as if he was going to throw the hammer away hard.
Master Cang Hao was startled and hurriedly flew away with the power, so that he could not let go of the pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers.
Li Peicheng secretly admired Master Cang Hao's quick reaction, but the Fire Cloud Spear followed Master Cang Hao's back like a shadow.
That shot was as powerful as a rainbow and as fast as lightning, as if it wanted to take the life of Master Cang Hao.
It's child's play for masters to compete with each other. Never hold back a move until it's a life-or-death situation. Even if you finally hold back, if you're not careful, it's very likely to cause serious injuries or fatal injuries.
And it is precisely at this moment of life and death that it is very likely that a person's potential will be stimulated and someone will see through something.
Everyone knew this, so they all held their breath and their hearts were in their throats.
Although Li Peicheng's realm is not high, his vision is extremely high. In a head-to-head confrontation with Cang Hao, who has nine mid-stage Nascent Souls, he is slightly inferior. Although he has the advantages of body and weapons, it is not difficult for Li Peicheng to deduce from this.
Master Cang Hao's true energy has long been pure and pure, reaching the level of breaking through the Nascent Soul stage. Generally speaking, a late Yuanying monk can block two or three mid-Nascent Soul monks, which is considered good.
The true essence has reached the level of breakthrough, but it has not been achieved. It is obvious that Master Cang Hao still needs a major breakthrough. And what can inspire people to break through more than when life and death are at stake?
Therefore, Li Peicheng’s shot never came back!
It was obviously too late for Master Cang Hao to turn around and block low, so he had to pick up the eight-edged purple gold hammer with one hand and pass it behind his back to meet the Fire Cloud Spear that was already approaching his back.
Clang! A loud noise.
One was as powerful as a rainbow, and the other was hastily resisting with one hand, and Li Peicheng was already better than Master Cang Hao. Immediately Master Cang Hao felt his arms were weak, the tiger's mouth burst, and he could no longer hold the eight-edged purple gold hammer, so he threw away his hand and flew out.
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But the emasculating power of the Fire Cloud Gun is still there, and it seems that it will not be taken back until it takes lives.
Master Cang Hao shouted loudly, and the clothes on his back seemed to be blown up by the wind, and instantly turned into pieces, flying to the ground. When the clothes were removed, a huge, dark, simple, iron pot-like thing covered with crisscross patterns was revealed.
Cang Hao's tortoise shell.
The tortoise shell covered the entire person of Master Cang Hao, emitting a light with a strong sense of vicissitudes of life.
A strange light flashed in Li Peicheng's eyes, but the Fire Cloud Spear stabbed hard at the strongest part of Cang Hao's body, the tortoise shell, without any pause.
With a clang, the Fire Cloud Spear pierced the tortoise shell, and the sound it made was the sound of gold and iron.
The Fire Cloud Spear was the magic weapon used by Li Xuanting. It was extremely sharp. Although the tortoise shell was extremely strong, a small hole was faintly pierced, almost causing blood to appear. There were also faint signs of cracks in the surrounding tortoise shell.
This tortoise shell was connected with real Cang Hao's flesh and blood. The spear stab caused him great pain, and his muscles trembled uncontrollably.
Just when everyone thought that it was time for the two of them to end at this level, they didn't expect that Li Peicheng suddenly swung the Fire Cloud Gun again and hit the turtle shell hard like a stick, as if trying to break the already cracked shell.
The tortoise shell was completely cracked in order to take the life of Master Cang Hao.