Ye Chu looked at it coldly, the two goods who were originally immersed in their own emotions, the body that was frightened by the cold chill that she stirred up trembled slightly, and his face became ugly, and there were even a little sweat oozing out of his forehead, Ye Chu nodded with satisfaction, only to feel that the grievances in his heart had been slightly relieved.

Under the scorching gaze of the two of them, Ye Chu, who had a rather ugly complexion, pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, lifted his lips, and was not afraid of big things when he saw the excitement, "Since everyone is a cultivator, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a fight." Anyway, it's not the first time for the two of you, hurry up, stop inking. ”

"Ha," Li Xiaosheng sneered and nodded, "What you said, what you want, you should take it yourself, and it will be more refreshing to get it!" He slowly raised his arms, and from his sleeves came a pair of hands that were tinged with a blue-black color like dead branches, and a faint black mist spread from his hands.

As this black mist dispersed, a cold and strange breath that made people breathe suffocated flowed out of his body, and the vibrant green grass on the ground swayed slightly in the wind, and in an instant, it was withered and yellow, and the ground cracked silently.

As his fingers moved up and down smartly, the wisps of black mist quickly rushed into the body of the puppet beside him, and a faint smell of rancid blood blew in the wind, and the puppet's empty eyes lit up little by little, becoming a little smart.

"This is a great gift, but I have specially prepared it for you. Enjoy! He smiled sadly at Li Dasheng, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out of his open mouth, and crashed straight into the center of the man's puppet's eyebrows, which was different from his suddenly sallow face, the man's puppet's face was instantly flushed with a healthy flush, and the thin body was like an inflated balloon, plump and full at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shriveled skin became oily and slippery.

The puppet's dead eyes lit up with a little light, and it grew brighter and brighter. There was a strong smell of danger. It spread from the puppet's body. No less than Jindan! Ye Chu smacked her teeth violently, her eyes widened in shock as she saw that she was very shallow, and the whole person was shocked by the strange scene in front of her.

Just, a moment later. Ye Chu shook his head slightly. She could feel the momentum of this puppet getting stronger and stronger. The vitality on Li Xiaosheng's body is fading like a tide. Look at his whole body trembling like chaff, the light in his eyes is dim, and his face is sallow and gray, as if the whole person is covered with a thick layer of loess. The identity of the human puppet was almost completely lost in an instant, and she sighed lightly, she really couldn't understand why someone would be willing to raise such a thing with their own blood and vitality.

The momentum continued to rise, and the moment it stabilized at the peak, the puppet suddenly moved! The aura on his body flashed, his figure fluttered like a ghost, and the clenched sandbag-sized fist brought up a strong wind filled with a strong smell of fish, like a cannonball, tearing the blocked air, and blasted straight towards Li Dasheng's face.

Ye Chu's brows furrowed slightly, Li Dasheng's face was calm, and the two of them subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword in their hands almost at the same time.

The momentum of this punch was violent, but what was even more terrifying was that a strange aura fluctuating that could turn the world upside down spread from his fist, densely wrapped towards Li Dasheng, and at the moment when Li Dasheng wanted to move, this heavy pressure that seemed to be squeezed by heaven and earth together locked his entire body in place, unable to move at all.

"Fist Intent!" Li Dasheng's eyes showed a look of surprise, his eyes glanced at Li Xiaosheng with a complacent face at a very fast speed, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered in a low voice, "You are really crazy!" ”

In a short moment, in Li Dasheng's eyes that opened again, there was no trace of warmth and complex entanglement, and his sword-like cold and sharp gaze was coldly cut from Li Xiaosheng's body, "Qiang! A crisp sword roar exploded, and the giant sword in Li Dasheng's hand flashed with cold light, and the arm that was as heavy as a lead block just now was raised easily, and the giant sword flipped flexibly in his hand, "Bell!" Sparks burst into the air, and the sound of gold and iron bursting like thunder pierced the eardrums, and the greatsword slammed head-on into the falling fist.

"Bang!" The air waves surged, the aftermath swept away, and the dust flew and drifted in the sky. The fist and the giant sword were tightly pressed together, as if they were sticky, Li Dasheng and the puppet were like two cows at the top horns, staring at each other, panting heavily, their faces were constantly red and white, the muscles and flesh of the whole body were tense, and their feet fell into the ground little by little, and they were in a stalemate without letting go.

"Roar!" After a moment of stalemate, wisps of dark red blood slowly came out of the seven orifices, and the fishy smell became more and more intense, and the puppet who couldn't support it in this confrontation roared violently, and the arm that fell to his side swung up slightly, and the fierce wind blew Li Dasheng's robe and flew up, and his other fist was lifted and smashed down.

Hot blood spurted out of his mouth, and Li Dasheng "Kick!" Step on! He staggered back two steps, he pursed his lips, and swept over the dark-faced, but full of excitement on the side of his younger brother, his brows furrowed, and his gaze turned to the puppet a little colder.

"Huh!" In the terrible sound of breaking the air, the puppet suddenly rose up, and the arms wrapped in a layer of thick vitality stretched straight, and the fists were clenched, like two sledgehammers, and the fierce energy rose violently, smashing straight towards the top of Li Dasheng's head, and the cold was like a blade.

The corners of the bloody mouth provoked a cold smile, a simple and righteous face, because of this smile and looked gloomy and tyrannical, the thick and sharp sword qi surged out from his body, he held the palm slightly, pinched the palm of the hilt at the joint, flushed blue and white, the sharp edge on his giant sword was finely swallowed, with an unstoppable momentum, a bright and dazzling sword light, that is, straight to the center of the man's puppet's eyebrows.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! The sound of gold and iron resonated and became one, and in an instant, the two fiercely collided with the figure in one place, and it was entangled and staggered. (To be continued.) )