The Dangerous Cultivator

After all, if the old ghost inherits Zhou Shirong's memory, there must be omissions. Natural father and son must have many familiar patterns and conversation habits that are not known to outsiders.

It is difficult to understand the flaws with the thoughtfulness of the old spicy.

For a long time, Xu Yi did not think deeply about this issue. One is that he believes too much in the old ghost's acting skills. The two are that in the past few years, he and the old ghost have faced each other. So that Xu Yi was paralyzed and slack.

His subconscious thought was that if Zhou Daogan realized that the old ghost was a fake, he would certainly not leave the old ghost alive, but did not think deeply that Zhou Daogan would follow the old ghost's line and dig deeper.

Inertial thinking once again brought him into danger.

"It's the other way round. I think it's your deliberate deliberations. Zhou really doesn't understand why you and me are so hateful. You have to spend so much time. So far, Zhou doesn't think you need to hide."

Zhou Daoqian looked at Xu Yi calmly, I do not know whether he knew Zhou Shirong's death, or whether he was firm in his heart, not burdened by his children's personal feelings, and did not show sadness.

"You should not be a mother-in-law. Compared to these nonsense, you are more willing to ask my head, and then spit again, I guess your sword is almost used, otherwise, you will not talk nonsense with me."

Xu Yi stuffed two best elixir into Xue Zihan's mouth and stood up, covering his wound.

The injury of the sword is not trivial. The healing is far slower than usual. Not to mention the thoughtful thoughts and the must-kill strategy. He took a lot of elixir and blue berries. Although the source of power was slightly recovered, the injury was not. Healing, even under the huge force of medicine in the body, healed so slowly that the body could not even perceive it.

The more so, the more afraid Xu Yi was to give thoughtful time to recover.

The wings of Fengshen were urged to move forward with a strong body shape. Unexpectedly, the iron sword groaned in the palm of Zhou Tao, and a sword meant to be cut into Xu Yi's abdomen.

Fortunately, he was well-prepared, with a dreaded scar on the side of his body and a scar on his ribs, but much lighter than the wound in the belly.

Jian Yi is too fast. Even if he can always grasp the coming of Jian Yi, he can't avoid it. The only thing he can do is to move his body slightly to avoid the attack from the deadly place.

A sword urged, Zhou Daogan stood up, pointed at Xu Yidao, "Do you guess how many more swords I can send?"

"I don't know, I have to try!"

Xu Yi smiled slightly, the wings of Fengshen urged him, and threw himself again.

蹭, 蹭, 蹭,

After hitting three swords in succession, half of his body flew open. He finally printed a punch on the chest of thoughtful dryness, and a punch of the power of Nine Cows, even though Zhou Daoqiang was repaired by the strongest of the condensate peak, his chest was also collapsed. , Squirting blood from the boss.

However, in the end he realized the power of Xu Yi, the crisis, and once again urged the sword, forcibly asked.

After a bit of entanglement, Xu Yi almost turned into a blood gourd, bleeding all over his body, and the thoughtful dry face was as white as paper, and his eyes were emaciated.

Obviously, Jianyi is not infinite, and every act of action is not a small drain on thoughtfulness.

However, no one had ever forced him into this situation.

Since hitting Jianyi Xiaocheng, he has been almost invincible and invincible.

He was forced to overuse swordsmanship and was on the verge of being weak.

The guy in front of him is really a freak. Not only is his physical defense amazing, like a constant stone, but even more weird, he can capture his sword.

Such a character, without killing, he could hardly sleep at night.

Actually speaking, in addition to the sword intention, the cultivation of the thoughtful martial arts is equally outstanding. However, this freak can easily take away the anger of others, leaving him with only the sword dependence.

Fortunately, the vitality of this difficult guy finally came to an exhaustion, and thoughtfully staring at Xu Yi's bloodstains and gentle steps, he swept into the boots under his gown, his eyes settled on the golden spirit stone, and his heart instantly Suddenly: I said that the speed of this person is as fast as electricity, not a mortal, but he borrowed an artifact.

At this point, the thoughtful dry eyebrow peak suddenly cooled, and his teeth were clenched. The iron sword continued to groan, but it was three consecutive swords cut in succession.

Xu Yi was caught off guard, hurriedly dodging, under the ribs, shoulders, thighs, continuous swords, just as he thought he could relax, the two swords were cut again, hitting his legs.

There was a loud noise, and the wings of Fengshen, worth two million gold, exploded under the invincible sword.

Xu Yi was blown up into the air, called out by iron, and continuously clicked on the wall, waiting to be settled, and screamed angrily, "Old man, look again, I'm dead, your old boy will never end well, Return your corpse. "

He didn't stop drinking, and a corpse was thrown into the air by his spirits.

Xu Yi really did n’t move. At the end of the battle, he had done his best. Even the last life-saving magic weapon was also broken by the Chou old thief. He lost the wings of Fengshen. He completely lost his mobility and lost his mobility. He took What a close fight.

In a hurry, he had to drag the old ghost into the water.

Sure enough, his corpse was thrown out. Although Zhou Daogan was unknown, a rich air wave struck out and rolled towards the corpse in the air.

Seeing the corpse, he was about to fly towards him, a dark shadow, one after another.

Suddenly, the corpse of the skinny Taoist suddenly came back to life, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, his light was clear, and he swept away, and the strong wicked spirit came towards Zhoudaogan.

"Junior, dare to disrespect this seat, obediently die!"

The old ghost suddenly became a corpse, the soul and the body united, the power increased greatly, and immediately imposing.

Although Zhou Daogan perfected martial arts, He once dealt with such ghosts, rubbed his palms, and a sharp sword cut directly at the thick and dark spirit.

With a bang, the evil sword collapsed and the evil spirit exploded.

"Courageous! I want you to see what this means!"

The old ghost sang angrily, muttering something in his mouth, his palms slamming on his chest again and again, and instantly, a thick black gas emerged from his body, transforming into the appearance of a fierce little ghost.

But listening to him shout, "Ill!"

Dozens of ghosts pounced on Zhou Dao, making strange noises.

Zhou Daogan continuously urged the Qi, and his palms waved violently. The rows of air waves appeared in the air, and they were run towards the imps that were coming.

Strangely, the little ghost bumped into the air waves and air walls, and did not disintegrate, but gathered again after dissipating.

Although Zhou Daogan has been in the battlefield for a long time, he has never seen such a method before, but he was so busy in a hurry that he repeatedly pushed out the gas wall.

"So you just use this method, obediently lie down for this seat!"

The old ghost screamed, his skill was repeated, and nearly a hundred little ghosts were summoned to pounce on the thoughtful path.

"Old ghost, watch out for the swordsmanship of the old thief."

Xu Yi didn't drink, the head of the old ghost's corpse burst open.

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