In front of the Beizhou realm, the vain land of the boundless sky.

Li Ba's face was tense, and his eyes were wrinkled and he looked straight ahead.

A deafening bronze bell rang out.

A bald monk with a big belly and a round face touched his round head, and said with a chuckle: "I thought it was a martial artist from the Three Realms, and the monks who harmed him moved out all the old guys who were used to protect the family's lives, but I didn't expect it to be a brute Xuan Xiu who sold dog meat with a sheep's head." ”

The bald monk patted his round belly again and said, "It's just that the skin is rough and the flesh is thicker." ”

In front of him was a golden clock that shone golden and was still spinning.

Two or three people are tall and nearly two meters wide.

The punch of Li Baliang hit Da Zhong.

A punch from the upper three realms and one heavy heaven, but the big bell did not move at all.

Sui Jiu on the side asked with a rumor of knowing the sea, "Two Heavens?"

Li Baliang nodded slowly.

It's just that most of the attention between the two of them is on the person next to the bald-headed, big-bellied Emperor Xuandi Double Heaven Monk.

He was a thin monk, not tall, but he was carrying a swordless weight like a ruler that was nearly a man tall.

There is a chilling aura all over the body.

Obviously thinner, the soles of his feet are three points lower than the bald-headed, big-bellied monk next to his upper body.

The bald-headed and big-bellied monk of Emperor Xuan's second heaven touched his big belly and walked forward.

Learning from the movements of Li Baliang, he put his fist together with one hand and swung it forward.

This is the action of this learning, and it is really particularly sloppy, not like it, and it is very slow.

Slowly, like an old man in the twilight, learning the middle-aged man to box.

But this fell in the eyes of Li Ba and the two of them, but it was an abnormality.

The silver gourd in his hand was thrown low, and suddenly it skyrocketed and became larger, and Li Ba's feet stepped on the silver gourd after it became larger, and his figure in the void space became more stable by three points.

What Sui Jiu said before, he fell in love with the silver gourd in Li Baliang's hand, which was not a lie.

As for the latter half of the sentence, if you have enough wine, you can only listen to it.

"Bang!" A sound of air explosion came out, and the bald-headed and big-bellied monk who was originally slow suddenly became faster, leaving only a golden phantom as fast.

Immediately, Li Baliang seemed to pick up a golden sledgehammer in front of him, flashing with dazzling light.

Li Baliang also sank his feet and handed out his fists.

With two fists against a hammer, the already dazzling golden light suddenly skyrocketed by three points when it met the double hammer.

The surface of the golden bell hovering behind the bald-headed and pot-bellied monk on the surface, the strange characters on the surface seemed to wake up, flashing golden light with joy, rising and falling.

Jin Zhong and the big-bellied bald monk figured it out and responded to each call.

There was no earth-shattering sound, and after a silent muffled sound, Li Baliang's figure retreated more than a few steps.

The big-bellied bald monk, who still didn't take half a step back, grinned and said: "It is worthy of cultivating a brute body, that is, resisting beating, saving like a monk, going here and there, you still have to carry a stupid guy." ”

Li Baliang, who took a few steps back, still kept his eyes firmly on the other party, and his hands that had spent more than a few hours refining were not even felt at all at this time.

The several veins in his hand were all broken, and they really hurt his muscles and bones.

He took the path of brute cultivation, refining his muscles and bones, and to put it bluntly, he refined a pair of rough skin and thick flesh.

And the relationship between the two heavens and the one heaven is not between the middle and late stages of the ordinary, and he Li Baliang is not the kind of towering sword cultivation that can rely on the sword to build the sky.

At this moment, behind the bald monk with a big belly, the thin monk suddenly spoke: "Stop playing, do business." ”

The voice is cold, like sword frost.

The pot-bellied monk didn't look back or say a word or two, nodded and put away the smile on his face.

If you don't look at the tall belly under the neck, it looks like a majestic bald monk.

The momentum around the body did not increase but decreased, at least the dazzling golden light disappeared.

It's a bit dull.

But on the side, Li Baliang regathered the qi in his chest, and he was originally very energetic, but he was forced to reach twelve points.

As for Sui Jiu, who had never cared about the life or death of his companion from beginning to end, his eyes had always been on the thin monk who seemed to be shrouded in black mist behind the voice of the big-bellied bald monk.

Don't look at the other party didn't move, but Sui Jiu was sure that as long as he moved, the other party would move, and he still carried a thousand momentum.

Therefore, Sui Jiu, who did not move, was much easier than Li Baliang, who was resisting the beating.

One is tired, one is just a body.

Moreover, there has been a sea exchange before, one person to one, each has a division of labor, and each performs its own duties.

Just when Li Baliang was carrying the spirit of twelve points, he was about to resist the next punch of the Xuandi Double Heaven in front of him.

The skinny monk behind the big-bellied bald monk suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Sui Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly turned his head to look at Li Baliang.

And the big-bellied bald monk in front of Li Baliang turned around extremely flexibly, and his particularly thick arms picked up the big golden bell, and cut it not far in front of Sui Jiu on the side.

And the thin monk who suddenly disappeared on the side and suddenly appeared in front of Li Baliang, who was only five steps away.

With one hand, he shook the mysterious weapon behind him.

An awe-inspiring sword aura was excited, and the wisps of sword qi that was suppressed were not stopped, as if they wanted to cut through the void.

The corners of the mouth of the big-bellied bald monk who felt this sword aura grinned again, and the phrase "do the right thing" was the code that the two of them had already discussed.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that everyone is still standing in the upper three realms on the top of the mountain.

The purpose of the two here is very simple, that is, to leave a northern state in the upper three realms.

Li Baliang faced the awe-inspiring sword that had been premeditated, and still handed out his fists unhurriedly, knowing that he would die.

But at this moment, in the dark and gloomy void, a particularly piercing white light lit up in vain, and the speed at which the thin monk dropped his sword suddenly slowed down.

I couldn't help but look back.

The east side seemed to light up with the white of a fish's belly, breaking through the endless and false black, so the dazzling white light was everywhere.

The thin and tall monk opened his eyes vigorously, and felt the sword aura from the white of the fish's belly.

Suddenly, it felt a little inexplicably familiar, because that beam of sword qi was the highest state that the thin monk said he was striving for.

Countless times the thin and not tall monk, when he stroked the sword in his hand, he once dreamed of wielding such an unimaginable sword.

There is a sword cultivator in Beizhou who has lived for a long, long time, and he is not famous in Beizhou, but he is a small group of people who are famous on the top of the mountain in the other four states.

That person's cultivation is not the highest, but according to that person's words,

"Well, I still have a sword in my hand to make it up. ”

Wu Chen, on the other side, got off the ferry happily.