Most people who have not experienced life and death cannot understand that in the fierce battle, the mentality is very delicate.

Blood courage and passion often only come in a moment, and they come and go quickly, but it is this momentary impulse and persistence that can play a decisive role.

I was because I had just killed a flying zombie, and my heart was full of blood and confidence, and I had a great desire to prove my strength again.

But I forgot that this bald old man was an ancient man born in the Qin Dynasty, and he has lived for thousands of years now, how can this kind of monster be able to compete with my current strength?

Taking this opportunity, the fat man rolled over from the ground and got up, I glanced at him, Comrade Liu Dazhuang understood, and turned around to support Qian Ziqiang. I took the strange sword in my hand and strode forward, walking in the direction where the bald old man had come.

The glutinous rice dumplings seemed to have a premonition that there would be a fierce battle, and they did not stop, and with a "whoosh" they drilled back into my body, stopping at my chest, and my whole body was like a round ball full of qi, ready to go, constantly condensing my true qi and teleporting it into my limbs.

When the old man saw me coming, the corners of his mouth inadvertently raised, the expression on his face was contemptuous, and his steps quickened, as if a strong wind was blowing in his face.

His attitude immediately angered me.

Xindao This person not only raises Gu but also raises corpses, even if he has lived for thousands of years, he is just an evil crooked way, and the dead will not be at peace, this is evil, evil, don't look at his powerful method, the truth may not be able to be higher than me alone.

Besides, I have a strange sword in my hand now, although I can't figure out where it came from, but judging from its previous strength to kill several evil creatures in a row, it is undoubtedly a divine weapon.

Thinking of this, he was not afraid, and silently recited the five-character proverb in his heart, and the Tianxuan step under his feet was as fast as lightning, his wrist flicked, and the cold light of the tip of the sword rose one after another, and he stabbed out three swords in a row against the bald old man's chest and face.

These three swords are all infused with the true qi in my body, and although there is no expert guidance in the moves, both speed and strength can be called the highest level I am currently at the highest level.

Under the explosion of all the true qi in the body, the power was amazing, and in the blink of an eye, three waves of qi were brought up, overwhelming and fierce.

Who knew that this bald old man didn't even hide at all, and seemed to casually stretch out two fingers, just listen to the "ding" sound twice, and even flick my sword away with his fingers.

I chuckled in my heart and screamed that it was not good.

Under his bullet, my right hand, holding the hilt of the sword, felt as if it had been pressed against a mountain, and the power transmitted through the sword body was overwhelming, more than a thousand catties.

Under the impact of this brute force, if ordinary people were estimated to have been shocked by the sword a long time ago, even I, a cultivator with all the blessings of true qi in both arms, felt like a canoe on the waves, and my body was suddenly swayed by the blade of the sword.

As soon as my heart was in turmoil, my steps were unstable, and the whole person stumbled a little. As the glutinous rice dumplings began to exert their power, I listened to the little guy's "chirping" in my body, and two octopus-like tentacles instantly burrowed into my arms!

These two tentacles contained a steady stream of true qi, allowing me to quickly grasp the balance and stabilize my body in the swing. I was overjoyed, and I didn't dare to slack off, so I burst into a shout, and the last sword seemed to be a long rainbow, stabbing straight into the eyebrows of the bald old man!

The black and red light flickered, but the slender tip of the sword stayed at the center of the old man's eyebrows about two or three centimeters and did not move. The two red lights on the black sword's body twisted hideously, like laser pulses constantly exerting force, but they couldn't move a bit. Pen in Chinese

Looking closely, I couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that the old man's two fingers silently clamped the strange sword body in my hand, like an iron skewer, no matter how hard I and the glutinous rice dumplings poured the true qi in our hands into the sword body, we couldn't move.

Not only can you not move forward, but you can't even retreat!

Oh, my God! This strange situation in front of me could not even be dreamed of by me. This strange sword is an artifact that can even cut off the head of a bronze Arhat, and it was sent away with two fingers? What kind of monster is this bald old man?!

Speaking of excitement, in fact, everything just now happened in an instant, and it only took two seconds before and after. The bald old man still had a sneer on his face, and after he caught the tip of my sword between his fingers, a hint of hideousness suddenly appeared in that smile.

A blizzard-like aura burst from his body, and it was so cold and bitter that I felt like my eyebrows were frozen in an instant. I saw his other hand shake, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a palm wind and slapped it towards my chest......

I and the glutinous rice dumplings in my body are both a spirit, one is surprised by the strength of this old man, and the other is that this palm wind is coming too fast, and at this moment we are close at hand, and it is too late to abandon the sword to dodge.

Fortunately, my reaction speed was fast enough, and when I saw that there was no way to hide, I instantly remembered the Shura Demon Seal Decision, and the sixty-four changing gestures were shuttling in my mind like an electric current.

But this is the so-called thief's flying wisdom, just being able to recall that the change of the handprint has reached my limit, and the Sanskrit mantra with it has no time to reiterate, and the left hand is also turned into a fist, and the palm of the old man wrapped in the wind is slapped out.

There was a loud bang, and the palms of the two of us collided in one place.

At that moment, I felt the white ribbon on my left hand suddenly loosen, as if it had become a sponge, helping me absorb some of the impact.

But the effect of this sponge is really limited, like a flash flood, and the overwhelming power of the palm of the hand is instantaneous.

In an instant, my whole arm was sore and numb, and it seemed to be swollen, and after a while, I lost consciousness, and then my throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost didn't spurt out on the spot!

As my eyes turned black, my internal organs seemed to be pinched by a giant hand, and all my life shifted and twisted into a ball, and my whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string......

The moment my body took off, my mind could no longer concentrate, and the last picture in front of me was the surprised look on the bald old man's face, and the whole body suddenly became blurred, like a divergent phantom......

In the uncontrollable flying backwards and drifting consciousness, my heart was dead.

The Shura Demon Seal is a high-level magic seal with sixty-four changes, and it is powerful to use through the method of sealing with my heart. Even so, this bald old man didn't even take half a step back, and his cultivation was terrifying.

But although his palm technique is huge, it is by no means a mudra, and I really feel a strange cold aura exuding from it, which is clearly the ghost brute force used by evil things.

In other words, it turns out that this bald guy is not a person, but a soul, a ghost!