The common people in the town have long heard about the various miracles performed by cultivators on the mountain, but like today, it was the first time to watch the immortals fight at close range. It was really new.
The old man and the young man frequently used their magical skills, fists and kicks, and their fists hit the flesh, one after another. No matter how wonderful the opera was, it couldn't compare to today. For this reason, many townspeople who were watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously had already gathered at the railing. , drank turbid wine, ate peanut side dishes, and watched this immortal battle with great interest.
The orthodox sect genealogy masters of Daqi are subject to the control of the court. No matter how arrogant you are, if you don't obey, the court will have its own methods to make you miserable. Many people are currently suffering from this. When the house he lived in collapsed, he just held his child and watched the gods fight. Anyway, when the government came forward to claim compensation, they would not care what he did.
In the face of a powerful enemy, Li Sheng floated on the water and muttered words. Spiritual energy from all directions poured into his Qi Mansion like a mountain.
"Return the true essence to one, leave the fire to boil the water!" He shouted loudly, and the raging flames on the river below his feet did not go out. Amidst the exclamations of the common people, they transformed into a flame holding a flaming knife. The skeleton slowly killed Xia Ze.
The young man's expression is as usual, his body is as strong as a dragon, his steps are fast, and he is galloping on the water like a dragonfly touching the water.
The flaming skeleton swept out its sword boldly, and a blazing sword energy stabbed Xia Ze straight away.
The river water was evaporated by the heat of the sword energy, and white mist suddenly filled the air. Xia Ze jumped up high, turned his body in mid-air, dodged the blow with almost the slightest distance, and then unleashed a powerful blow. , bombarded the skull.
The skeleton was connected to the old man's heart. He staggered back three steps and stabilized his body with a big knife. On the contrary, Li Sheng behind him was already bleeding from his mouth and nose.
He regretted in his heart, he was already riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he had to put his two fingers together and lightly blow a breath of spiritual energy. The flaming skull finally lifted up a few points, and the fire on its body became even brighter.
The strange thing is that Li Sheng's every move was completely synchronized with the skeleton. He was so drunk that he was swaying like a drunkard. The flaming skeleton was also swaying, stumbling on the water, and the water sizzled where he stood. A few streaks of green smoke rose.
The flames of the ghost-headed sword climbed to the top and chilled a large area of water under the night sky.
Li Sheng shouted loudly and slashed down with his sword. On the water surface between Xia Ze and him, there was a red energy, the sword energy was vast, and it slowly killed Xia Ze.
With a thought in Xia Ze's mind, the Lihuo Bahuang Sword flew into his palm, his feet moved forward and backward, and he suddenly raised the sword. The silver and red sword energy, which was not inferior to the skeleton sword energy, intertwined together, shaking the entire river like boiling water. boiling.
The two qi forces collided heavily, and in an instant, the town river water, which could be submerged by an adult man, actually reversed in both directions, upstream and downstream, and the fish and shrimp at the bottom paralyzed helplessly on the waterless bricks and stones.
A strong whirlwind, mixed with moist water vapor, swept across and knocked the people of Yuqiao Town who were watching around them to the ground.
Xia Ze punched the flaming skull again, knocking him back five or six steps, and calmly patted away the flames burning on his shoulders, unscathed.
Li Sheng, on his side, forcibly stabilized the red skull. He looked at his hands in disbelief. There were shocking wounds all over the tiger's mouth, and bright red blood slipped from the roots of his palms.
He looked at the people with different expressions on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, some watching the excitement, some yelling, and some whispering to each other. This embarrassing situation made him angry for no reason, so he cursed, waved his hand, and the flaming skull The ghost-headed sword in his hand flew out.
The firelight turned people's faces red, and the rotating sword was like a talisman, planting unspeakable fear in the hearts of the onlookers. Those who reacted quickly had already fled with their families, leaving those with inconvenient legs and feet. Yes, the women and children who reacted slowly were stunned on the spot.
At the critical moment of life and death, another red light flew out from the river and drew a red line in the sky. Just when the sword was about to mince the crowd into minced meat, it landed in front of the crowd and suddenly let out a domineering sword cry.
After a while, the ghost-headed sword, which was comparable to the murderous weapon of the King of Hell, was scattered on the ground like burnt gray coals.
On the river, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood and trembled slightly. The light of the huge flaming skull also dimmed a bit.
The river water returned to calm, and Xia Ze walked slowly. Every time he took a step, the water surface under his feet naturally formed a hollow, and even his toes did not get wet.
Li Sheng's teeth chattered, his heart skipped a beat, and he returned to his original state. Finally, his red robe and his body suddenly erupted in flames, and his body swayed and completely merged into the skeleton.
The skeleton's feet were on the ground, pushing a ball of light the size of a millstone in its hand, and rushed towards Xia Ze, who was walking towards him.
"Lihuo boils water?" Xia Ze said to himself. He immediately called back the Lihuo Sword, faced the flaming skull, and slashed out from the air.
Two feet away, for some unknown reason, the skeleton suddenly stopped and stood motionless. For a long time, a line of blood slowly flowed from its left shoulder to the right side of its hip, revealing a burly flaming skeleton. , scattered on the water with a splash, turned into bursts of white mist, and disappeared.
Li Sheng also had a deep wound on his chest, extending from his left shoulder to his lower body. There was a look of death in his eyes.
He smiled bitterly and watched the young man walking towards him step by step. The tsunami-like fist energy accumulated crazily in this small river, and finally made the river still for a moment.
"Today I have opened my eyes. I never thought that a little second-level martial artist like you, with a semi-immortal weapon, could be as good as me." He endured the pain and shouted, the blood on his chest was not affected. The control spurted out, and in an instant, it continuously condensed into a seven-foot-long blood gun.
It was too late to tell, but it was so fast that the ghost-like young man arrived in front of him unknowingly. Before Li Sheng had time to throw the blood gun, he only heard three sounds from Li Sheng's body, like a thunderous drumbeat. Like an explosion.
Behind Li Sheng, dozens of bloody mist exploded, and the old man's figure staggered and fell into the water with a plop.
Piaoran was washed by the river to Xia Ze's feet. The young man exuded an angry spirit, but his expression was unwavering. He casually grabbed Li Sheng and dragged him to the shore.
After casually throwing him on the shore, Xia Ze asked lightly: "Is there any damage to the houses nearby?"
"I'll apologize." The old man lay on the ground and replied calmly.
The young man nodded, ignoring the people in Yuqiao Town who looked at him like a god, and walked straight to the inn.
"Grandpa! Are you okay!" A man covered in black gauze emerged from the crowd and threw himself in front of Li Sheng.
When Li Sheng heard the voice of his grandson Li Qingshuang, he smiled but said nothing.
Li Qingshuang burst into tears. There were three deep fist marks on Li Sheng's body, which almost collapsed in. Apparently all his bones were broken, and these three punches also completely blocked Li Sheng's path to the next level. Completely blocked.
He shed tears: "Grandpa, I will avenge you."
He turned around and was about to kill Xia Ze, but was stopped by the old man's voice.