"Fulfill you!" Zhang Siyu's face was gloomy, he pulled out the sword in his hand and threw away the scabbard, "Come on!"

Zhang Sicheng has been condensed in the late stage of the fourth layer, which is a step weaker than Zhang Siyu, but the difference is by no means insurmountable, but just the opposite. Zhang Sicheng is a proud guy, a Dan Master, although he is a first-class Dan Master, but after all, he is a Dan Master, of course he knows how to use the Pill to effectively improve his combat effectiveness, so his behavior seems to be reckless and very brainless. But in fact, he had a tactic that he had been planning for a long time.

Facing Zhang Siyu, who was as cold as a snake, Zhang Sicheng calmed down cautiously in his heart, and put on a defensive move-copper wall and iron wall, and a circle of blue and white qi instantly swirled around his body, forming an energy gauze on the surface of his body.

"Liuzi, you are still the same cowardice, you don't even have the basic courage and desire to attack!" Zhang Siyu suddenly raised his voice, "What are you going to fight with me!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Siyu's spiritual power spat out, and a circle of golden light surrounded the sword body, and it suddenly shone brightly.

Changhong through the sun!

Zhang Siyu's sword went straight to Zhang Sicheng's left chest.

Zhang Sicheng hurriedly stepped out with his right foot, dodged and dodged, refusing to make head-on contact. Seeing this, Zhang Siyu laughed, and the golden sword light suddenly turned into a stab, from left to right, across his chest. Zhang Sicheng raised his sword to block it, his spiritual power spit out, and the blue and white light of the sword body flickered, colliding with the golden light suddenly, and the sound of a bang was loud. Zhang Sicheng took five steps back to stabilize his body.

Zhang Siyu's eyes flashed with coldness: "Hmph, there is progress, it seems that you don't just have a good skin!"

Dance of the Golden Serpent!

Zhang Siyu didn't make a move, the long sword that flashed golden light seemed to suddenly lengthen several times, and the golden light was magnificent, like a golden snake dancing wildly in the air, and the sky was full of golden light, heading straight for Zhang Sicheng.

"Crazy!" Zhang Sicheng was shocked and angry.

This golden snake dance is extremely spiritual power-consuming, but it is also a decisive move. Obviously, Zhang Siyu saw Zhang Sicheng's intentions, Zhang Sicheng's original intention was to defend first, use the protracted war to consume Zhang Siyu, and then take the Hui Ling Pill to restore his spiritual power and wait for the opportunity to counterattack;

The plan is very good, but it's a pity that Zhang Sicheng lacks not only the spiritual power realm than Zhang Siyu, but also the kind of desperate madness!

There is no room for dodging, no room for hesitation, and the sword roars with an eerie and cold aura.

Zhang Sicheng desperately exported spiritual power, tightly wrapping his body, and at the same time exporting spiritual power, crushing a Qingzhang talisman. In an instant, a cyan hill appeared, enveloping Zhang Sicheng.

The golden serpent continued to crash into the cyan hills, and the golden streamer continued to escape, and the golden snake's body continued to shrink. The cyan hills were also collapsing and shattering, and finally the cyan hills completely dissipated after resisting most of the attacks.

And the golden snake also carried a faint golden light, ran towards Zhang Sicheng, and hit the blue and white gauze clothes. Suddenly, the gauze was broken, Zhang Sicheng spit out a mouthful of blood, and retreated again and again. The golden snake also dissipated in the air, Zhang Siyu's face was also pale, holding the sword, his chest rose and fell, and the consumption was huge.

"In the clan competition, you actually use the talisman seal?" Zhang Siyu's face became even more cold and ruthless.

"The competition within this clan makes me feel that death is so close to me, and it is even more dangerous than any other competition!" Zhang Sicheng quickly stuffed two Hui Qi Pills into his mouth, and his face was also as gloomy as water, "Competing with the same clan, you actually made such a killing move! How much hatred does this have to make you so mad?"

Zhang Siyu also swallowed a pill of Huiqi Pill and slowed down: "You know, why bother to be cowardly? Come on, continue!"

Zhang Sicheng looked at this third brother of the same clan with hatred, and resolutely swallowed the Storm Spirit Pill: "He also consumes a lot!

The Storm Spirit Pill was quickly absorbed, and a huge spiritual power rose in the body.

"Tyrannical Pill!" Zhang Siyu looked at Zhang Sicheng's rising momentum, and instead of being worried, he was happy to see Hunting, "Sixth son, you are looking for death!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Siyu used his spiritual power, and the momentum around his body also skyrocketed, and his cultivation reached the peak of the fifth layer of condensation.

"You have the elixir, I have the secret method. Killer feature, I have it too!" Zhang Siyu's voice was cold.

"The golden snake swallows the elephant!" Zhang Siyu roared in a low voice. The sword in his hand was full of golden light, flying all over the sky, condensing into a huge and friendless golden snake, his gloomy and fierce eyes looked down on Zhang Sicheng coldly, and the momentum was still rising, and the golden snake's body was becoming more and more condensed. And Zhang Siyu's face turned pale instantly, and he smiled hideously.

At the same time, Zhang Sicheng also roared "thick earth and strong walls", his spiritual power was exhausted, and the long sword turned in front of him, and a tall and thick earthen wall suddenly appeared in front of him.

The golden snake opened its mouth, swooped downward, and suddenly collided with the earthen wall, and the whole snake body also slammed into the earthen wall, for a while, the violent impact sound, the sound of shattering, the golden light, and the yellow color were intertwined, dazzling and terrifying.

When everything dissipated, a large pit appeared in the ground, and in the pit lay a man in tattered clothes and a depressed expression, coughing and trying to support himself.

"Actually not dead?" Zhang Siyu, who was pale and had blood marks on the corners of his mouth, said in surprise while stuffing the pill into his mouth.

"You're not dead, how can I die?" Zhang Sicheng in the pit propped up his body and stuffed a few pills into his mouth at the same time.

"Hmph, it's too late! Do you still have the strength to resist?" Zhang Siyu mocked. As Zhang Siyu spoke, he raised the sword in his hand, and without injecting spiritual power, he stabbed straight over, "It's my uncle who is sitting in Fang City today!"

When Zhang Sicheng heard this, he was like thunder, and he was immediately disheartened.

"No wonder no one came out to stop it...... My life is at stake!" Zhang Sicheng's heart was cold.

"I'm unwilling! I'm unwilling!" Zhang Sicheng looked up to the sky and cried out bitterly.

The cold and sharp tip of the sword pierced into the skin, blood splattered, Zhang Siyu was discouraged, closed his eyes and waited for death, only to feel that the music of heaven was already playing in his ears.

At this moment, there was a sudden "dang" sound, and the long sword slashed across Zhang Sicheng's chest, bringing a rain of blood, and the sword was knocked out.

"Bastard, you dare to meddle?" Zhang Siyu took a few steps back in horror and shouted.