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Cirrus clouds obscure the sun. The vegetable garden gradually became dark.

Yan Qing's sword was stuck in the ground. Gasping for air.

"Who the hell are you?" Yan Qing's eyes were particularly sharp. The old man, who stared at the corners of his mouth with a smile remaining, asked.

"Want to know. Then you will follow me back to the Demon Palace." The old man's expression became very serious.

Yan Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand. Sneered, "I really don't know what you demon realms are all about. Said good Demon Dao Fighting Method. Now again and again. Catch the contestants back again and again. Give me a reason."

"Huh. There is a reason to die at the end of the day. Let's ask Hades for clarification." The old man roared and grabbed it with a long hand.

"Die." Yan Qing roared, his hands clenched his sword, and he aimed at the oncoming old man's hand at the speed of teleportation, and slashed over.

The old man rotted into a puddle of mud. It's still bubbling. Yan Qing knelt on the ground with his back to the old man. Gasping for air. The fish-man who had just recovered his breath touched his neck with one hand. One hand pointed at Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing. Long admired the daimyo. Seeing you today is much more spirited than rumored to be." After the fishman finished speaking, he walked towards Yan Qing.

"Haha. Haha......" Yan Qing's laughter was extremely terrifying. Then he said coldly: "You fucking gloated when you saw Lao Tzu being beaten like this today."

Fishman expressionless. Said coldly: "It turns out that my idol is like this. I've been so disappointed."

Yan Qing pressed his hands on the ground. He stood up vigorously. Picking up the sword and pointing it at the fishman: "Shut up. You saved my life. I've got you covered, too. Now it's flattened. Get the hell out of me."

The fish-man shook his head disappreciatively. There was still no expression on his face. Maybe it's because he can't make expressions in the first place. Then the fish-like mouth opened and closed.

"The rumored Yan Qing is a good prince. He is also a young and brave Taoist priest. Very docile. You. It's not like him."

Yan Qing didn't want to pay attention to this fish man. But after all, he was saved. Owe him a favor. So he whispered, "Okay. Say whatever you want. I don't want to see you here right now. Thank you for your help, though."

"But I'm gone. Can you beat this old man?" The face of the fishman sinks like water. confided that every word was deeply imprinted in Yan Qing's heart.

"He's a puddle of mud now. I don't believe he'll ever be able to get up." Yan Qing asked.

"That's good. I'm leaving. Take care." The fishman said this very politely. Then he jumped into the stream not far away. There was a ripple.

"Gollum. Gollum." The bubbling sound from behind is getting louder and louder every time. Yan Qing turned his head sharply. I saw that the old man was born again.

"You fucking . I'm going crazy. You're the most disgusting opponent I've ever met." Yan Qing yelled at the old man.

"Can you be friends?" Yan Qing added.

The old man had a terrifying smile on his wrinkled face. Two big bloodshot eyes stared at Yan Qing. The feet that had just grown slowly moved over.

"Hey. Big old man. Can we be friends?" Yan Qing changed his tone as soon as he saw that the old man was menacing.

The old man shook his head. Didn't speak. Maybe he hasn't recovered his ability to speak.

"Look at the back."

The moment the old man looked back, Yan Qing jumped into the water with lightning speed.

"It's a big summer. Why is the stream so cold?" As soon as Yan Qing used the Turtle Breath Dafa, he said silently in his heart.

"Come up for me."

Yan Qing ignored it.

"I'll teach you to come up for me." When the old man saw that there was no movement in the water, he scolded, "You fucking bastard."

"Shinobi. Master said I had to endure it." Yan Qing thought to herself. So he swam along the stream.

I saw a black hole not far away. Yan Qing thinks that this black hole should be a spring. So I swam there to find out.

"Boom."

Yan Qing only felt that his mind was buzzing and he didn't move.

"You fucking . Give it back to Lao Tzu to run. Keep running." The old man yelled at Yan Qing, who had just been shocked by himself. This roar. I woke him up.

Yan Qing, who was lying on the ground, struggled to open Yan Qing. In a trance, I saw the old man of the demon world who couldn't be killed. So he muttered, ". How can I see you again?"

"Acquaintances. Come back with me and meet Lord Yungang. Otherwise, I'm fucking going to kill you. Believe it or not." The viewer then shouted.

"Don't fucking tease me. You don't even dare to kill me. And the person behind you is definitely not Yun Gang. Ahem, cough ......," Yan Qing said and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How do you know. Not right......"

"Isn't that really right. Don't lie to me anymore. You look down on me Yan Qing too much." Yan Qing sat up with difficulty.

The old man looked at Yan Qing carefully at this time. There was great admiration in his eyes. Maybe he really underestimated Yan Qing.

"Why do you say that the person behind me is not Yun Gang." The old man's tone became softer.

"Because you're so much better than him. You definitely won't just be at the Demon Fighter level either. So you don't have to lie to me. Now is the time to tell the truth." As soon as the words fell, Yan Qing stood up out of breath. Hold the sword tightly in both hands and stick it in the soil.

"Don't talk nonsense. Just ask you to go or not." The old man's face became gloomy again.

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows. scolded: "You fucking answer Lao Tzu's question."

The old man sneered, "Your father is the most powerful Taoist priest I have ever seen."

"Suffer death." The old man roared and slashed towards Yan Qing.

Yan Qing threw away the sword and closed his eyes. It's like a determination to die.

On the other hand. The Fish-Man Swordsman is talking to an old Fish-Man.

Inside the Fish Palace. The fishman looked anxious: "Father. Yan Qing, he couldn't hold it anymore. Didn't you hear that loud noise?"

"My child. You want me to save him. But my father is old and I don't know what the opponent is. It won't help if I go." I saw the old fishman tighten his eyes after speaking. sighed.

"Father. That old man can't die no matter how he fights. It was split in half by Yan Qing just now. Rotten into mud. But this will start again. Presumably the mud has been reborn." The fish-man became even more anxious.

"It's not our business, don't worry about it." The old fishman roared.

"Father. That Yan Qing is Lu Zu's most favored apprentice. Except for him, who would dare to fight the devil single-handedly." The fish-man glanced at his father.

"It's none of my business. I don't care." The old fishman's expression was extremely indifferent.

The fishman smiled bitterly: "It turns out that those benevolent and moral old men who have always told me are just greedy for life and afraid of death. If it weren't for Lu Zu to enlighten you. Can you still be where you are now? ingratitude."

"You ......," the old fishman pointed to his son, but was speechless. It was as if every word just now pricked his nerves.

"Let's go." The old fishman roared.