Dear Lingshi

After saying this, the wound on the Fu Hu Men ancestor's arm had actually healed as before.

"Hehe! Since I dare to come to your Fu Hu Sect, I have naturally made all the preparations. Ge Gang! Today I must destroy your Fu Hu Sect!" Bao Hong was not surprised when he saw that Ge Gang's injuries had recovered in a blink of an eye, but said with a smile.

"Just you? You are so bold!" Ge Gang shouted, clenched his right fist and punched directly at Bao Hong.

Suddenly, a red fist shadow formed entirely by the power of qi and blood broke away from Ge Gang's fist and rushed directly towards Bao Hong with unprecedented power.

Baohong didn't dare to resist, and quickly moved to the side, trying to avoid it.

But Ge Gang took this opportunity to pick up his long stick and swept across.

Upon seeing this, Bao Hong immediately made a hand gesture, and the spiritual energy around him surged wildly and turned into a thick water shield.

At the same time, Baohong summoned the flying sword again and chopped at the long stick, trying to block the force of Ge Gang's stick, but the long stick was so powerful and heavy that a flying sword could not resist it.

With a loud "bang", the flying sword was swept away by the long stick and continued to chop towards Baohong.

"Whoosh!"

The stick made a whistling sound and hit the water shield directly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and Lu Yunsheng saw that the extremely powerful long stick was actually blocked by the inconspicuous water shield.

"Use softness to overcome hardness! Not bad, not bad!"

When Ge Gang saw that his attack was blocked, he was not surprised, but praised in a low voice.

"Haha, my Yuan Heavy Water Shield is specially designed to restrain you physical cultivators. How can you break my defense with your red gold dragon bone stick?"

Baohong laughed loudly.

Hearing this, Ge Gang raised his eyebrows and said, "Then try this trick of mine again!"

After saying that, Ge Gang took back the long stick in his hand, took two steps back, and pointed the end of the long stick directly at Baohong.

Baohong felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. He quickly made hand gestures again, and saw that the one-yuan heavy water shield became thicker again as spiritual energy surged.

"drink!"

Ge Gang shouted loudly, and a layer of fine scales appeared on the bloody long stick, making it look even more ferocious.

"Whoosh!"

He thrust the long stick forward with both hands.

The tip of the stick pierced through the air and went straight towards the one-yuan heavy water shield.

Feeling the threat from the long stick, Baohong felt a little uneasy and was about to use another trick.

However, the speed at which the stick came was too fast. Before he could make any move, the stick had already hit the one-yuan heavy water shield.

"boom!"

A huge sound and a visible shock wave quickly swept around from the place where the two met.

"Blocked! Hahaha!" Baohong's proud voice came again.

Ge Gang didn't answer him.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the stick cutting through the air rang out again, and this time the stick was even faster. Just before the stick hit the water shield, Ge Gang twisted his hands, and the stick head suddenly split into dozens of phantoms, like black dragons, which hit the water shield one after another.

"Wow!"

The water splashed in all directions and hit the bottom of the valley. When the water fell on the ground, it created countless deep pits in the ground like stones.

Countless disciples from both sides who were fighting below were instantly killed or injured. At this point, the disciples below had no intention of fighting and simply stopped and watched the two ancestors fighting in the sky.

Seeing his water shield being broken, Baohong was horrified and quickly dodged backwards to avoid the attack range of the stick.

But before he could stand still, Ge Gang rushed forward with a stick, wanting to beat the man who was down.

"Cheng Ji! What are you still watching? Hurry up and take action!" Bao Hong looked at the aggressive Ge Gang and shouted towards the hillside.

Just as Bao Hong finished speaking, a cultivator who looked like a scholar slowly flew over from the mountain.

Seeing the person coming, Ge Gang stopped his attack, frowned and asked, "Cheng Ji, are you from Xuanbing Sect also going to get involved?"

Cheng Ji didn't say anything, but told Ge Gang the answer with his actions.

Although Cheng Ji looked weak, his first move was a killing move. He raised his hand and five ice spears about ten feet long appeared in the air. Once these ice spears were formed, they stabbed towards Ge Gang from several directions without any hesitation, completely blocking Ge Gang's retreat.

Ge Gang was not afraid. The blood armor on his body reappeared, and he raised the long stick that was glowing red and took the initiative to kill Cheng Ji.

Cheng Ji was not at all panicked when he saw this. He just flipped his hand and threw out a white hemp rope.

"Tie the Immortal Rope!"

When Ge Gang saw the hemp rope, a trace of panic finally appeared on his face.

This is a famous magic weapon.

But he did not retreat, because he had nowhere to retreat.

With his mind racing, Ge Gang twisted his body to dodge the ice spears flying from behind and the side. He then swept his long stick to deflect two more ice spears, and then fell rapidly downward, just avoiding the attack of the last ice spear.

But the bundle of magic ropes stuck to Ge Gang's back like a dog-skin plaster.

Ge Gang seemed to know the power of the Immortal Binding Rope. He did not stop at all, but moved left and right in the air, trying to avoid the pursuit of the Immortal Binding Rope.

Unfortunately, this bundle of immortal ropes was faster than the others. In just two breaths, Ge Gang was caught up by it. Under Ge Gang's indignant and helpless look, the bundle of immortal ropes directly trapped Ge Gang like a dumpling.

Immediately, Ge Gang lost the ability to resist and fell to the ground.

But as soon as Ge Gang landed on the ground, he stood up directly with his legs. He let out a loud shout, and the blood all over his body seemed to be substantial, spreading out through the gaps in the rope.

"what!"

Ge Gang shouted again and used all his strength to try to break free from the binding rope.

Ge Gang was indeed a physical cultivator at the Xuanying stage. For a moment, the immortal rope actually showed signs of loosening.

"Baohong! What are you still in a daze for?" Cheng Ji saw this and hurriedly shouted at Baohong.

Baohong didn't expect that Ge Gang, an extremely ferocious physical cultivator, could be subdued by Cheng Ji so quickly. He was stunned.

Hearing Cheng Ji's reminder, Bao Hong stabbed Ge Gang with the flying sword again, and at the same time he took out a palm-sized red copper bowl.

Baohong held the bowl in one hand and reached into the bowl with the other hand, then a drop of light blue water appeared on his finger.

He looked at the water drop on his finger with a serious expression, then flicked his finger and the water drop fell towards Ge Gang on the ground.

This drop of light blue water, which was smaller than a soybean, did not seem to have any killing power, but when the monks below saw it, they were so scared that they quickly stepped back as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

At this moment, Ge Gang was struggling to break free from the binding rope, and he seemed to notice the drop of water flying towards him.