"Immortal Master Zhang?" the young sect master was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Do you think he is my opponent?"

"It's just that I killed just one Bai Jingteng, how can I have the qualifications to argue with me, if he dares to appear in front of me, he will definitely take his life within three rounds!"

"Haven't you realized the gap between cultivators and martial artists?"

In the end, the young sect master snorted coldly and patted the skull again.

The green flame burning in the skull's pupils suddenly jumped, the color gradually turned scarlet, and the howling yin wind suddenly increased several times, blowing chills all over the body.

Boom!

A tall skeleton slowly walked out of the mist.

The skeleton was three meters tall and held a huge bone knife in its hand, its mouth opening and closing up and down, colliding together with a terrifying sound.

"Go, cut off his arm!"

The young sect master pointed to the old martial saint.

The giant skeleton stepped forward, like an iron tower, and the ground trembled slightly with each step.

"Do you think I'll be afraid of you?" Old Martial Saint snorted, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

He could feel how terrifying this giant skeleton was, and even gave him a feeling that it couldn't be compared to it.

However, now he can't retreat, if he retreats, Wusheng Mountain will really be destroyed!

The old martial saint, who had long been determined to die, burst out with twelve points of combat power, and he swung out his fists, smashing the silver skeleton besieging him to pieces, and then jumped forward, taking nine steps in the void with both feet.

Nine steps later, he had already reached the sky above the giant skeleton, and the internal force of the old martial saint's whole body converged, and he smashed it out with one punch!

His punches weren't fast, and they even gave him a slow-moving feel, but as his punches approached little by little, everyone had a feeling of being out of breath.

This is the "potential!"

Whether it is the use of internal force, the display of boxing techniques, or the perception of the realm of martial saints, the old martial saint is much stronger than Bai Jingteng.

Now, he sacrificed himself and returned directly to the top, which instantly made people see the gap.

If he is in this state and guards Dongzhou, a new martial saint like Bai Jingteng will come to two or three for nothing.

Martial Saint is already close to the highest level of martial arts, in this realm, every bit of progress can open up the gap with others, so the martial saint is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the old martial saint can even kill the new martial saint with one blow!

One of the most critical factors is the use of "potential".

The old martial saint forgot about life and death, and with a desperate blow, his spirit and spirit were condensed a little, and he was originally ten percent of his strength, but he played twelve percent!

The ghostly fire in the skeleton's eyes in the young sect master's hand flickered violently, and he seemed to feel uneasy.

"Old thing, you dare to hurt my baby?" the young sect master was furious.

But the old martial saint ignored it, and his fist slammed into the skeleton's head.

When the two touched, there was a sound of gold and iron!

The skull's mouth was wide open, as if it was screaming silently.

At the same time, the bone knife in his hand was raised and swung heavily towards the old martial saint.

"It's late!" the old martial saint sneered, his body shook, and the internal force was directly released.

I saw that his internal force seemed to be manipulated by a pair of wonderful hands, and it was condensed into silk threads, which directly wrapped the giant skeleton layer by layer.

To the naked eye, it looks like a silkworm cocoon!

For the application of internal forces, it can be said that it is the pinnacle.

"Boom!" the old martial saint roared angrily.

The internal force cocoon that wrapped his layers of giant skeletons suddenly compressed, almost squeezing into a huge "ball", and then after the old martial saint broke off, it exploded violently!

Bang!

The internal force exploded, making a continuous air explosion sound, and the body of the giant skeleton was originally as tall as a two-story building, but in this air explosion, the joints fell off one after another, and the body was like dominoes, broken a little bit, and then broke the face with a point, and the whole body fell apart.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of bone sticks.

"The Holy Venerable is mighty!"

When the people of the Martial Saint Mountain Gate saw this scene, they were crazy and shouted.

"It's amazing!" Yang Lele kept sweating, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but wave his fist.

"I didn't expect the old martial saint to be so powerful and kill this monster!"

I don't know when it started, Yang Lele was already on the side of the old martial saint, and he was very happy to see him dominant.

Uncle Wang's face was ugly, and he moved his mouth, but he didn't speak.

That giant skeleton was obviously a killing move of the young sect master, but he didn't expect it to be resolved by the old martial saint, and the next situation made him a little apprehensive......

Could it be that the young sect master would be defeated?

At this moment, Zhang Heng suddenly spoke.

"The trouble of the old martial saint is coming. ”

He was here to watch, but he also figured out the situation.

is different from what he thought before, Cai Yanzhi did not deliberately conceal it, but even she didn't know the inside story.

In this way, Zhang Heng's evil feelings towards Wusheng Mountain also dissipated.

He knew very well that the old martial saint would not live long, and now he burned Shouyuan, let himself return to the peak, and fight heartily, it can be regarded as a well-deserved death, but ...... Zhang Heng didn't think that he could win in the end.

"What?" Yang Lele and Uncle Wang were both a little surprised.

But Zhang Heng didn't mean to explain, just sighed.

"This kid is a little weird!" Suddenly, Uncle Wang had a bad premonition.

He didn't know why, and suddenly felt that something big was going to happen today!

After the old martial saint struck with all his strength, he collapsed a little and fell to the ground, gasping slightly.

"Do you think you can win?" the young sect master's gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

"I have to admit that I underestimated you!"

"After being a martial saint for so many years, you do have some ability, but that's all. ”

"Hurt my baby, you will surely die!"

He bit the tip of his tongue and squirted blood onto the skeleton.

The black skull suddenly levitated, emitting a black light in the air, and human faces appeared on the skull's face......

There were old people, young girls, children, all of them who were before they died, with pain, resentment, and fear...... And so on, all the emotions surfaced one by one, and there were miserable ghost cries!

In the mist, one by one the ghosts emerged, throwing themselves into the scattered skeletons, and the cracked bodies of the giant skeletons gradually regained their vitality, like building blocks, put together by themselves, and then gradually recovered in the clattering sound!

"This magic weapon of mine is called Thousand Soul Bone!"

The young sect master raised his head, his eyes full of pride.

"This kind of bone is refined from a thousand human bones that are extremely miserable in their way of death and their grievances have reached the peak!"

"Born with the function of devouring souls, as long as the soul does not disperse, the skeleton will not die or die!"

"In the future, I will kill more people, so that the thousand soul bones will become ten thousand soul bones, and when the time comes, I will wave my hand, and it will be an army of skeletons, and you, don't worry about not seeing that day...... I will torture you to death, and use your bones to forge a skeleton!"

In the midst of his threatening voice, the giant skeleton was reborn, even a few dozen centimeters taller than before.

The ghost fire in his pupils was faint, and when he looked at the old martial saint, it was obviously extremely fluctuating.

He walked away like a hill!

The old martial saint gritted his teeth and greeted him with his fist, but he was knocked out, and with a wave of the skull bone knife, he directly cut off the old martial saint's left arm!

Blood splattered, and the old martial saint fell to the ground, vomiting blood again and again.

In a few breaths, the black hair turned white, and the white skin reappeared wrinkled, and it was directly knocked from the peak to the trough!

"Holy Venerable!"

"Grandpa!"

The people of Wusheng Mountain surrounded them, but they had tears in their eyes and were speechless.

Yes!

Such a huge turn not only made the people of Wusheng Mountain unacceptable, but even Yang Lele was also shocked, and subconsciously screamed.

His name attracted the young sect master.

Looking back, his brow suddenly furrowed.

"Why is anyone still here?"

Uncle Wang hurriedly took two steps forward, his face full of flattery.

"Young Sect Master, it's me. ”

"Oh, it's you. The young sect master seemed to remember something, he saw Yang Lele at a glance, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "This is the furnace that was raised, right?"

"Exactly. Uncle Wang said.

"Furnace?"

Yang Lele didn't quite understand the meaning, but he also knew that it was not a good word, and his face suddenly changed.

"Tsk, you still don't know?" The young sect master smiled evilly and said: "You are born with a special physique, and when you become an adult, you will be supplemented by me, which can allow me to break through and break through my cultivation, this is the furnace ding." ”

"Pick up the ......" Yang Lele's face turned pale instantly, and she looked at Uncle Wang in disbelief: "Is what he said true?"

Uncle Wang lowered his head, and there was a bit of guilt in his eyes.

"Lele, this is fate......

"Life?"

"It's not my life!"

Yang Lele retreated, vomiting blood with grief and indignation, and his eyes were full of despair.

"At first, I thought that I was a goods that was paid for rent and traded, and I was going to marry a stranger, but later I found out that I was not even qualified to marry, just a concubine, but now, I know the truth...... I'm not a cargo, I'm not a concubine, I'm a tool!"

"Concubine, what a mess, at the beginning, the meaning of your existence was to be taken up by me in the future. The young sect master ordered: "Bring me this little beauty, and I will eat it all when the time comes!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Cai Yanzhi obscenely.

Yang Lele panicked, grabbed Zhang Heng's clothes and hid behind him.

"Rest assured. Zhang Heng said lightly.

The young sect master was furious when he saw that someone dared to come forward.

"Wang Fu, who is this person, why is there another man next to Lu Ding?"

Yang Lele must maintain her innocence before she can be compensated by him, so he has always asked Wang Fu to keep an eye on her and not let her come into contact with men.

At this moment, Zhang Heng's appearance made him feel that he was "green"!

"Young Sect Master, don't get me wrong, this kid is nothing!" Wang Fu hurriedly said.

"I don't care who he is, today, he is dead!" The young sect master pointed at Zhang Heng: "Go, kill him!"

Three black shadows swept out directly.

Then, fly upside down at a faster speed.

The three of them landed heavily, but they didn't even have a chance to vomit blood, and they died directly.

"Is the young sect master of the Hehuan Sect?" Zhang Heng put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "You don't have much ability, your tone is not small, you want to kill me, you are still a little hot!"