Zhang Wendao's fist still had some weight, and after a few punches, the light shield that protected Luo Le's body was a little thin.

If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before it is broken.

Zhang Wendao's menacing fist, although it didn't really hit Luo Le's body, the aftermath of the shock of the protective shield had already made his face bloody.

"This amulet of yours is a good thing! But it won't belong to you soon. Zhang Wendao's eyes were full of excitement.

He knew that his fist had a few pounds and a few taels, and he also knew how much force he used, and the talisman was all blocked, and he was a little shocked in his heart, but more of it was the pleasure that Dabao was about to arrive.

Luo Le's face was pale, but there was no panic in his eyes, "You can't take my things." ”

Luo Le continued: "Even if you take it today, you will return it one day." ”

With a click, the already precarious protective shield shattered.

Zhang Wendao deceived himself and stuck to it, and the raised fist flashed black light and smashed down.

Luo Le rolled suddenly, and while avoiding Zhang Wendao's punch, he also made a move.

Being beaten passively is not his style.

Even if it's death, you have to hand out a punch or two.

The fists collided, Zhang Wendao took a few steps forward again, and Luo Le's whole person flew out upside down and fell to the ground, his face was like gold paper, and his anger was like a gossamer.

The power of Zhang Wendao's punch can be seen.

Zhang Wendao slowly walked to Luo Le's side, gently raised his foot, and was about to fall down against his chest and abdomen.

Luo Le squinted slightly, his face was bloodshot, and his right index finger trembled and raised, tapping at the center of his eyebrows.

A golden light flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and between the thin boy and Zhang Wendao, there was a majestic sword qi that seemed to be stretched and exploded by two not thick arms.

Swirling and slashing out.

Zhang Wendao's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly retreated.

But that round of golden arc moon was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, staring at Zhang Wendao, he took a step back, and the arc moon went further.

Until he has no way to retreat, and the arc moon has nothing to advance.

Zhang Wendao's heart was horizontal, his arms were staggered in front of him, and he collided with the golden arc moon.

The speed of the arc moon is by no means supernatural, let alone magical.

It's just a pure fast word.

The internal qi in Zhang Wendao's whole body overlapped heavily, like the shock of an angry sea, gushing out, colliding with that round of arc moon.

Zhang Wendao's internal qi exploded without even blocking it for a moment, and the arc moon did not decrease in the slightest.

Zhang Wendao opened his mouth and spat out, and a snow-white tortoise shell appeared in front of him, rising in the wind, colliding with the golden arc moon.

With a roar, the branches and leaves flew wildly, and a wave of air erupted from the center of the collision, rolling towards the return circle, and the trees that had grown for thousands of years along the way broke one after another, and the meadows in one place seemed to be plowed, revealing dark brown soil.

The arc moon disappeared, and the tortoise shell cracks spit out from Zhang Wendao's mouth were densely covered, covering his body.

The tortoise shell, which used to be as crystal clear as mutton fat white jade, was now lifeless, turning into a dark gray, with dense cracks and spots.

Zhang Wendao coughed lightly and spit out the blood in his mouth, which was also mixed with a little fragment of internal organs, although he blocked the golden arc moon, but the price he paid was also huge.

Zhang Wendao coughed lightly again, "You really surprised me! There is an extraordinary-level powerhouse who would rather spend Jiazi's time condensing a sword qi hidden in your soul consciousness sea. It seems that the power behind you is very unusual, and it is really unfortunate that the Nethermen provoked you! As you said before, if you kill you, the Netherworld Gate will be removed from the Shenzhou Continent, I believe it, but you still have to die, who told you to break my container. ”

Zhang Wendao staggered, staggered, and walked in the direction of Luo Le, "No matter how big the power behind you is, can you have my ...... Is it big?"

Zhang Wendao's speed became faster and faster, and finally he trotted directly. With his right foot on the ground, the whole person jumped high. With his legs bent slightly, he stepped on the head of Luo Le, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Luo Le's eyelids trembled slightly, and he wanted to open his eyes, but after trying hard, he found that he couldn't do it anyway.

The only thing he could do was close his eyes and wait for death.

And pray that the boy doesn't come.

The internal qi that had been dispersed in Zhang Wendao's body condensed again at his feet, and in order to prevent accidents, the dark gray tortoise shell was held in his hand, and for the dying young man at his feet, all he wanted was to kill with one blow.

Zhang Wendao's feet are getting closer and closer to Luo Le, and it can be imagined that when he goes down this foot, the angry young man will definitely die.

After passing through the golden arc moon sword qi before, Zhang Wendao's heart became more and more vigilant, he had a back hand, could it be that the young man lying under his feet had no back hand?

Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety.

Zhang Wendao has seen too many of this kind of people.

Zhang Wendao was still in the air, his waist was twisted, his wrist was slightly turned, and the dark gray tortoise shell spun at high speed and crashed towards the young man lying on the ground.

It would be nice if the tortoise shell had detected the boy's hind hand.

It would be better if the tortoise shell directly killed the boy.

If he was only beaten half to death, Zhang Wendao's feet would step on the blood and scraps of flesh on the ground.

It's like stepping on a ripe persimmon.

Poof.

A bright red.

He likes it.

The tortoiseshell broke through the air at high speed, and the sound that came was like a sonic boom, crackling, more like a brutal life-saving song.

Luo Le finally opened his eyes, looking at the tortoise shell that was coming rapidly in the distance, he wanted to avoid it, but he had more than enough strength to do it.

The amulet used to protect oneself has exploded, and it will not happen overnight to repair it.

The golden arc moon sword qi used to attack and kill the enemy has disappeared into invisibility.

Without these two life-saving things, he didn't know what to use to save his life for a while.

Looking at the tortoise shell that was about to reach his eyes, he closed his eyes in silence.

Before he died, he thought about it, and it seemed that there were many things to think about, and there seemed to be nothing to think about.

I thought about it, but in the end I didn't know what to think.

Then I think that the boy is afraid of death and won't come!

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with being afraid of death.

But it seems that if you are dead, you don't have to pay back the money you owe, which is really a bad feeling.

It's just that the expected pain didn't come, but a loud bang sounded in his ears first.

Is it crooked?

Luo Le thought a little ridiculously.

He opened his eyes in confusion.

His eyes suddenly became a little dazed.

A thin figure stood in front of him, head bowed, left foot outstretched, right foot back, knees slightly bent into lunges, hands supporting a huge stone tablet, blocking him.

He knew it was his town, and he had seen it.

Luo Le grinned, he came.

The boy looked back and grinned at him, "I'm late." ”

The smile on Luo Le's face became brighter and brighter, "Alive." ”

Since you have come, it is useless to say more.

It's best to be alive.

The boy nodded, and then looked back at the figure that had fallen from the sky.

After the dark gray tortoise shell collided with the snow-white Zhenshan Mountain, it shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground silently.

Zhang Wendao will not stop his feet because the tortoise shell is broken, nor will he stop punching because of the sudden appearance of Dongluo.

Whatever it should be is what it is.

Zhang Wendao's feet stepped lightly on the Zhenshan mountain that Dongluo supported with his arms, light and silent, far less than the movement of the snow-white tortoise shell hitting the Zhenshan Mountain.

But the consequences were very different, the tortoise shell hit the mountain of the town heavily, and the winter fell without retreating. Zhang Wendao gently stepped on the mountain of Zhenshan, and Dongluo retreated again and again.

Zhang Wendao's face was slightly pale, but the calmness of his expression did not change at all, he gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "The fish is hooked, and the next thing is to wrestle with the fish." ”

Dongluo turned his hand and put Zhen Shanyue away, he knew what Zhang Wendao meant, and said in a flat voice: "I have seen people dragged into the water by fish and drowned. ”

Zhang Wendao smiled in surprise, as if he thought this sentence was very interesting, "But what I saw seemed to be different from what you saw, what I saw was that the fish seemed to be steamed and boiled no matter how much they struggled, the final result was inevitably steamed and boiled, of course...... There are also those that are eaten raw. ”

Dongluo smiled noncommittally.

Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

Zhang Wendao smiled noncommittally.

A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance.

There are so many surprises that this bait has brought to me today.

From the amulet that he had to spend some strength to break, to the golden arc moon sword qi.

The bait that could have been discarded, but I didn't expect Jingran to catch a fish in the end. You don't have to catch it in the end.

It's hard not to be happy.

Although Lin Ran is a waste in his eyes, there are some things that should be done and still have to be done.

Since Lin Ran wanted the two of them to die, let them both die, and killing two inconsequential people for an inconsequential person is a group of inconsequential people.

He looked at Dongluo with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead corpse.

He's ready to do it.

Dongluo patted his forehead and said, "Oh! by the way, I forgot to tell you something." A few fishermen in the Netherworld Gate didn't seem to have much luck, and if the fish was not caught, the people fell into the water and drowned first. Of course, there are a few lucky ones who are still splashing in the water! You may still be able to save them now. ”

Zhang Wendao, who was already planning to do it, stopped again when he heard this, "It's just a few wastes, it's not too late to kill you and save them." ”

Dongluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhang Wendao's performance once again surprised him.

He really didn't kill all the people in the Netherworld Gate before, and there was still one person who was still alive, and he knocked him out and quietly placed it near the green dragon.

And he also left a fist armor snatched from Zheng Nanfeng by Chu Nangong nearby, Zheng Nanfeng's batch of fist armor had already been planted with a soul seal by him, as long as he urged it, then the fist armor left in the Qinglong would not only kill the person from the Netherworld Gate in an instant, but also make a huge movement, waking up the Qinglong who was immersed in cultivation.

But the middle-aged man in front of him didn't seem to be in the trap, and he didn't care about the life or death of the group of people in the Netherworld.

That's a bit of a hassle.

Zhang Wendao tapped his toes on the ground and swept up, like a shocking bird.

As for Dongluo, he put on a boxing fight on the top of the snowy mountain, the same starting style, but the feeling of the whole person is different.

It's not that he doesn't want to use a simple knife and a bow and arrow, the gap between the acquired five realms of a martial artist and the acquired five realms of a cultivator is very large.

Because cultivators focus on cultivating qi, cultivating the mouthful of water in their bodies that flows for a long time, and the true qi that flows endlessly, while ignoring the cultivation of the body, it leads to the cultivation of the people, even if they have cultivated to the Purple Mansion realm, and their physical bodies are only a little stronger than ordinary people. Ordinary swords can still be injured.

But martial arts cultivators are different, martial arts cultivators focus on physical training, and the strength of the physical body is not only far beyond that of ordinary people, but even the people who cultivate the Tao are far inferior, even ordinary spiritual weapons do not want to hurt their physical bodies.

Dongluo put out a quaint boxing fight, the battle between martial arts and martial arts is so straightforward, the flesh is their most powerful spiritual weapon, fists to the flesh, no need to say more, no need to say more.

Zhang Wendao punched in, and Dongluo naturally handed it out with a punch.

With a bang, each took a few steps back, neither of them did their best, and they were both testing each other's depths.

Originally, the strength and pride with Zhang Wendao naturally didn't need to be so cautiously tested, but in the previous big battle with Luo Le, his injuries were far more serious than they seemed, so he had to be cautious.

In his opinion, since the thin boy has hole cards that can hurt him, no one can guarantee that the young man in front of him has no backhand to kill him.

There are too many cultivators who are born in sorrow and die in peace, and there are always some cultivators who do whatever they want by relying on their own cultivation, and they don't know that the strength of a person's strength is not based on the level of cultivation.

If the cultivation is high, the fist will naturally be harder, but it does not mean that the cultivation is low, and the fist will be soft.

There is no such truth in cultivation, and there is no such truth in the world.

Zhang Wendao put away his fists, "Are you still a mortal?"

Dongluo grinned, "Guess. ”

Zhang Wendao handed out another punch, and hit Dongluo with a punch and said: "Guess what, guess, you don't want to say, it's just that you owe it to clean up, just hit you until you say it." ”

Dongluo snorted, I've seen a big breath, but I've never seen such a big breath.

Zhang Wendao no longer punches, and Dongluo no longer punches.

Two punches are enough, although you can't tell the difference between life and death, but the high and the low have already been separated.

The battle between martial artists is so direct, maybe there may be some gaps in martial arts, but the main thing is to look at the strength of the body, and whether the breath in the body is smooth.

The result of the two punches is that they are not equal, if they have to divide life and death, Zhang Wendao thinks that he must be the last one to survive, and it can only be him.

Winterfall thinks the same.

This is the nature of Takeo's mind.

Even if you are at a disadvantage, the breath in your heart can't fall, if the breath of Wufu falls, then it will be difficult to mention it again.

Zhang Wendao was too seriously injured before, and he knew that if he continued to fight, he would not be able to take any advantage, but it might make his already somewhat broken body worse, and if he didn't get it, he might die in the hands of the demon beasts in this Dragon Gate Secret Realm, or outsiders. So, he chose to give up.

Dongluo was also worried about Luo Le lying on the ground behind him, and he was afraid that if he continued to fight, he would delay the treatment of Luo Le, so he didn't want to fight anymore.

As Xue Yurou said, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and a hundred years is not too long.

As long as people are alive, there is time for revenge, and if it doesn't work for ten years, it will be a hundred years. If it doesn't work for a hundred years, it will be a thousand years. If it doesn't work for thousands of years, then remember him for a lifetime.

Zhang Wendao looked at Dongluo with some appreciation and said, "Are you interested in being my war servant?" After being my war servant, not only can you two live, but I can also give you the power to overlook the entire world." ”

Zhang Wendao's words were full of demagogy, but Dongluo treated him as a fart.

Dongluo rolled his eyes, he thought he was just talking bigger, but he didn't expect to be shameless.

"Fight, don't roll, don't chatter here. ”

Dongluo took out a few pills from the mustard seeds and stuffed them into Luo Le's mouth. Although the grade is not high, it has a miraculous effect on the activation of meridians and the treatment of flesh injuries.

This is also the best elixir he can come up with at the moment.

There is no point in staying any longer, and Quan is unlucky to be dragged into the water by the fish. It's not wise to wrestle with fish underwater. Although it will definitely not drown in the end, it is enough to choke.

Zhang Wendao turned around and left without hesitation.

But before he left, he squinted somewhere deep in the forest.

Then grinned, with red lips and white teeth.

After Dongluo stuffed a few pills into Luo Le's mouth, he also did not hesitate to carry Luo Le on his back and leave in the opposite direction to Zhang Wendao.

After Zhang Wendao and the others left, a few people slowly walked out of the dense forest he saw before leaving, it was Jia Qingshi and others.

Xue Qingshan squinted his eyes and said, "Who are you chasing?"

When the other people also looked at Jia Qing, it seemed that as long as he said who to chase, then they would chase him without hesitation.

Jia Qingshi shook his head, "No one chases, just wait here." They'll be back. ”

Xue Qingshan said with some doubts: "That Zhang Wendao of the Netherworld Gate seems to be seriously injured, do we want to ......?"

Jia Qingshi waved his hand, he knew what Xue Qingshan meant, he wanted to take advantage of his illness and kill him, of course, it was possible to go to his death.

Jia Qingshi said: "He is injured, but he is still on par with me now." ”

Xue Qingshan and the others looked at the direction in which Zhang Wendao left, and their expressions suddenly became solemn.

Xue Qingshan still asked without giving up, "What about that kid!"

Jia Qingshi glanced back at Xue Qingshan and the others, "That kid! Killing you is as simple as killing an ant." ”

......

......

The moment the golden arc moon sword qi in Luo Le's body collapsed.

On the edge of a surging river, in a palace complex with golden walls, a middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes.

A powerful aura instantly swept away the white clouds in the sky, and the waves rolled on the river.

The golden water of the river suddenly slapped on the edge of the big lift on both banks, surging.

The middle-aged man stood up like a sharp arrow out of its sheath, and the space around him stirred when his eyes opened and closed, and countless sword qi loomed.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Luo Chenjing, come over and see me, where has your sister gone?"

A young man who was five or six points similar to the middle-aged man and was dealing with things in a large hall, when he heard the summons, he immediately left the affairs in his hand and came to the main hall where the middle-aged man was, and said respectfully: "Father, where did my sister go to the ancestor?"

"Ancestor?" the middle-aged man groaned, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The boy wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he didn't know what was wrong. I didn't dare to ask, so I could only respectfully withdraw from the main hall.

The middle-aged figure hurriedly shot into the golden river, came to the gate of the White Jade Mansion under the water, and said respectfully: "Ancestor, the sword qi I left on Luo Le's body has collapsed. Listen to Luo Chenjing say that Luo Le is here with you......"

After being silent for a long time, an old voice came from the White Jade Cave Mansion, "She's out to play." ”

"What?" said the middle-aged man with some concern.

"Don't worry, when she was sneaking out to play, I asked Tianjizi to calculate a hexagram for her, and Tianjizi said four words, there is no danger. ”

I don't know whether to believe in the person who spoke, or to believe in the so-called heavenly machine. The middle-aged man exhaled lightly.

Hurriedly patted his chest.

It's good if there is no danger.

It's good if there is no danger.

The middle-aged man grinned.

It seems that I was also shocked just now, but fortunately, there is no danger.

At this moment, he only felt that the best four words in the world were thrills and dangers.