The wind is raging, and the soul is trembling.

The black monster transformed into shape during the landing, and the moment a pair of front paws stepped on the bluestone ground, it rolled up a whirlpool-like air flow, and the residual leaves left on the ground were rolled up by the air flow, and the leaves did not fall, in the rotating air flow, like a lonely boat swaying.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the floating blades trembled, and they rushed high into the air in the wild wind, and disappeared.

The demon shadow raised his hand and pointed straight ahead, and the black monster seemed to be inspired, turning into a black shadow and sweeping towards Yu Chi Shao.

Wei Chi Shao, who was waiting for the battle, danced rapidly with the fire stick in his hand, and the whirling fire stick seemed to be a shield composed of flames, blocking everything.

The black monster that rushed across couldn't get close at all, but ran around him, as if looking for an opportunity to attack.

"Roar!" the demon shadow opened its mouth and let out a beastly roar, the black monster urgently braked its front hooves, and the black qi floating in its tail quickly gathered, it flicked its hips, and a black belt struck at Yu Chi Shao with a strong wind.

Yu Chi Shao didn't expect this trick even if he did everything, he was hit the left side of the front door, his head was tilted to the side, his feet were unstable, he took two steps back, the fire stick was struggling to support the ground, and he finally stabilized his body, and the monster kicked his hind hooves, jumped up from the ground, and pounced towards Yu Chi Shao.

Yu Chi Shao was in danger, raised his hand and waved, the flame stick was pushed horizontally to block, and the monster's head was torn like a bloody mouth, and he bit the fire stick.

The flames on the flame stick were raging, the demonic energy on the surface of the monster continued to rise, billowing black gas, a pair of dark golden pupils emitted a cold light, and the front hooves rushed forward, stepping on Yu Chishao's heart.

Yu Chi Shao's face was distorted and painful, and after a slam blow, his body was unstable and retreated sharply, his hands covering his heart, and his fiery red hair was burning with flames.

His eyes widened angrily, and three black lines appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and between the black lines, a point was like a substantial flame bulge, and a flame rune that was profound and difficult to understand appeared.

The angry flame stick was held high above the top, and the flame in the center of the eyebrows shot out a burst of brilliance, the brilliance instantly merged into the flame, the color of the flame changed immediately, the red flame gradually faded, and after an instant, the pale yellow fireworks appeared, and the temperature in the air gradually increased.

Yu Chi Shao's pupils crossed a cold light, and the fire stick in his hand was straight into the bluestone slab on the soles of his feet, and the bluestone was shattered and split in all directions.

"Let's toss!

With a strong shout, the flames broke away from the body of the stick and turned into a slender fire dragon floating straight up, and Yu Chi Shao rose into the air on his tiptoes, raised the fire stick, and pounced on the demon shadow force to slash straight down.

The black demon shadow roared in shock, the demonic energy surging and gathered in the palm of his hand, a long sword was transformed, holding the sword against the long stick, the floating fire dragon Jiao, the head swung and spat out, and a fireball rushed towards the black demon shadow.

At this time, the black shadow and Yu Chi Shao became a force of fire and water, and the wrestling between the two parties could not be taken into account, saying that it was too late and that was fast, the black shadow crossed in an instant, and there was a muffled sound of "poof", and the fireball fell into the demonic gas, causing the monster to be agitated, and the black gas rushed towards the fireball, drowning the fireball in an instant.

The Demon Shadow and Yu Chi Shao had a fierce confrontation, and the sword and stick went all out, and for a while the black gas was filled with raging flames, and a wonderful dragon and tiger fight was staged.

The Black Demon Shadow and the Fire Dragon Jiao are not inferior, biting and entangled with each other, and the fight is inseparable, and they can't tell the winner for a while.

The two sides fought in the courtyard, without any scruples, the courtyard was already a mess, after this battle, the surrounding walls, the bluestone bricks and flowers and plants on the ground were immediately trampled on, destroyed beyond recognition.

The Demon Shadow and Yu Chi Shao got carried away, the stick shadow flew and forced the Demon Shadow to a corner of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the Demon Shadow stabbed with the sword in his hand, Yu Chi Shao dodged sideways, and slashed at the Demon Shadow with a backhand, the strange steps under the Demon Shadow's feet unfolded, and the fire stick slashed towards the remnant, the afterimage disappeared, and the stick head hit the wall.

There was a "bang", the wall collapsed, the rubble splashed, and Yu Chi Shao's horizontal stick pursued the demon shadow again.

The demon shadow leaned over the horse, lowered his head, dodged the fire stick that came from the horizontal split, and stabbed at Yu Chi Shao with his sword, how could Yu Chi Shao be hit by him so easily, he walked with the stick to avoid the stabbing blow, the fire stick in his hand was withdrawn, and he turned around in a chic circle and hurried towards the demon shadow.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated, his eye muscles contracted urgently, and he roared forward: "Who are you! Get out of the way" The fire stick in his hand was difficult to retract, and he was anxious at the stranger who suddenly appeared.

The old man in white who appeared strangely in front of him was holding a broom, as if he didn't see it at all, and the fire stick pointed straight at the old man, and he still walked forward in his own way, and he was able to dodge the blow that came from the sharp stab.

The Demon Shadow didn't care about the bizarre appearance of the old man in white, raised the sword in his hand and killed Yu Chi Shao again, and Yu Chi Shao immediately concentrated on dealing with the Demon Shadow's attack in turn.

The old man in white held a broom that was already bare, walked to the foot of the wall, his ears did not hear what was going on outside the window, and he began to clean as if nothing had happened.

The battle continued, the fierce battle between the Demon Shadow and Yu Chi Shao was inseparable, and the two sides showed their own abilities, the sword went sideways, the stick was like a dragon, and the wonderful and colorful gladiatorial fight was beautiful.

The bizarre old man in white, with white hair like snow and frost, his thin fingers clenched a broom made of thin bamboo, and a coarse cloth that had already turned white after being washed, wrapped his whole body evenly, he lowered his head and looked at the ground, sweeping carefully and carefully.

His movements are neither slow nor fast, and there is a unique rhythm in the constant speed, and the white coarse cloth clothes under the rhythm flutter back and forth with each sweep, revealing a natural charm when viewed from behind.

The old man in white accompanied the rhythm of the sweeping, retreating step by step, the demon shadow and Yu Chi Shao were inextricably separated from the fierce fight, a sword slashed, the flame stick rung, a backhand pick, the sword temporarily changed its move, changed the split to block, and blocked the flame stick......

The old man in white maintained an even speed, retreating into the battle circle step by step, and was deeply immersed in the shadow of the sword, he still swept the ground quietly.

"Get out-" Yu Chi Shao spat out a word, the words behind him could no longer be called, his pupils were wide open, and he looked at everything that was happening in front of him in disbelief.

The old man in white maintained his speed, and each time he swept evenly, his withered fingers clenched the broom, one end of the broom was in close contact with the ground, and the rubble did not appear under the broom, but returned to its original place along the air flow surging on the broom.

Yu Chi Shao looked in front of the old man in white in horror, and the wall in front of him that had been damaged by the fight had been restored, exactly the same as when it had not been destroyed before, and even his footprints on the wall were clearly visible.

Not only the ruined walls, but also the broken bluestone slabs on the ground, the blooming stamens on both sides of the aisles, and the upturned ground all mysteriously changed back to their original shapes, as if there had been no fight before, and the fight was just a dream, a rather real dream.

The old man in white suddenly raised his head, glanced at the frightened and inexplicable Wei Chi Shao, smiled, raised his withered arm, wiped the sweat that was slightly oozing from his forehead, lowered his head without saying anything, and continued to clean up.

Yu Chi Shao was stunned, staring at the old man and couldn't say a word, and the fire stick in his hand stopped unconsciously, at this time, the demon shadow stabbed out without hesitation, and stabbed straight into Yu Chi Shao's heart, Yu Chi Shao was taken aback, at this time it was too late to block, and the fire stick in his hand slashed horizontally towards the demon shadow, wanting to die with him, and the jade was burned.

The broom in the hand of the old man in white seemed to be unintentionally waved, and a hurricane swayed, sweeping towards the demon shadow, the hurricane crossing the demon shadow was swept into the air, and his body involuntarily flipped in the hurricane, and after an instant, a young man fell to the ground, the black gas on his body was no longer there, and a trace of masculinity appeared in the delicate.

The monsters in the sky also disappeared with the wind at the moment of the hurricane's appearance.

The broom in the old man in white was unintentionally swept back, and a cold wind with ice blew through, Yu Chi Shao's cold teeth trembled, and the fire stick in his hand turned into an ice lump, Yu Chi Shao hurriedly discarded it, and the ice strip fell to the ground and shattered into ice chips.

Yu Chi Shao looked up at the sky, and the fire dragon Jiao undoubtedly formed into ice, falling from the sky, falling on the bluestone ground and shattering.

The old man in white waved the broom in his hand, and the ice and snow on the ground melted instantly, and there was not a trace of water stains on the bluestone slab at all.

He didn't seem to have done anything, nothing had happened, and he was still patiently and meticulously sweeping the ground with his head down.

Yu Chi fell to his knees in shock, staring blankly at the miracle created by the old man in white......