The high-level Taoist was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at the mouth of Dongting Lake ten miles away, and snorted coldly: "What a heavy demonic qi actually overflowed the river embankment!

He had no waves in the ancient well on his face, his roots were short like halberds, and he walked unhurriedly along the riverside with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling leisurely, and whispered: "If you have been sick for a long time, you know that your body is suffering, but Modo makes your Dao heart ...... strong" He didn't pay attention to the blood on the embankment, the approaching demonic energy, and the monsters in the river.

Cultivation is to act against the heavens, to fight with the heavens, with the earth, with others, and with oneself. Gaogong Daoists don't take pleasure in killing, but they don't mind killing a few more laypeople or goblins and monsters. Everything in the world is certain, and they can only blame bad luck when they bump into their own men. Could it be that the tiger ate the rabbit, and still sigh and sigh to explain the truth to it?

A corner of cyan rags was sent out of the water by the whirlpool, he stopped and looked at it, knowing that the Tsing Yi trail would not be spared, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. This Xiaodao is a clever disciple in the outer gate, and if he makes a contribution to this mission, he has a chance to enter the inner gate to practice, but unfortunately he fell here. I remember that before leaving the mountain, these trails were all full of spirit, and there were even senior sisters and sisters who encouraged and sent them off.

Poor tiger crossing the riverside bones, still like a person in a dream in Momoyama.

The yellow dog was still hiding its tracks, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing the red tassel on the mahogany sword hilt at the back of the Taoist's neck.

The current became more and more rapid, and the boy tried to pull the oar to keep the boat from drifting far, but instead caused the boat to whirl in the middle of the river.

The residual fog was swept away, and the high-skilled Taoist walked to a place parallel to the boat, and after standing still, he didn't say much, his right hand was raised, and a crystal silver thread in his palm went straight to the heart of the river.

Man Jianghong wrenched the oars while vigilant against Lao Dao's every move with the corner of his eye, and when he saw him standing up, he raised his hand and knew that something was wrong, so he sat down and rolled backwards into the cabin.

The silver wire instantly crossed the river more than 20 meters wide, and the front section pulled a trap around the bow of the boat, making an inaudible "tuk", and strangled into the hard boat gang that had been soaked in tung oil three times. The high-level Taoist took the silver thread and tried the strength, and the forearm was gently pulled back.

Man Jianghong got up with a bone, saw the silk thread very clearly in the moonlight, and immediately picked up the oars and chopped it down fiercely. Only a slight "click" was heard, and the silver filament was unharmed, but the oars were cut in two.

Damn, this silk thread is a hundred times sharper than the edge of the knife, fortunately, I didn't pull it with my hands just now!

Man Jianghong's heart was cold, seeing that the boat was approaching the opposite shore, and he didn't want to leave Uncle Zhu and Rhubarb to jump into the water to escape, and he was at a loss for a while and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, only the sound of "bang" water was heard, and a big dog suddenly burst out of the water like an arrow, revealing Sensen's fangs and biting into the air.

The high-meritorious Taoist people were not surprised and rejoiced when they saw this, and their hearts were settled.

Just now, this demon howled and shook the river valley, almost making his heart lose his mind, and he thought he was a fierce enemy. However, when it entered the water, it did not want to dodge and sneak attack, and its momentum was three points weaker. Now he wants to bite off the "Heavenly Silk" instead of directly attacking, which shows that he does not dare to fight head-on. A dog is a dog, even if I open up my mind, I am still a dog! I know that the tenacity of silk in this day can drop thousands of pounds, and the sharpness can sharpen iron like mud.

Gao Gongdao expected the enemy to be the first, and when he saw the rippling water, his wrist had already shaken, and a large arc suddenly rippled out from under his fingers. When the yellow dog jumped into the air and bit the silver wire, the big arc was about to reach here, and a piece of silk thread in front of the dog's mouth rose sharply and swung towards the sky.

The yellow dog continued to rush upward, always keeping a distance of two feet from the silver line, and in the blink of an eye it was five or six meters away from the river, and the upward trend was getting slower and slower. At the moment when it reached the apex and did not fall, the silver filament rebounded violently, like a line of lightning slashing towards the dog's head. The yellow dog's strain was also very fast, and he bit the silk thread in the light of the light and the fire, and put his paws on it.

This day silk is a treasure that Gao Gong Taoist people get by chance, often play, knowing that its sharpness is far better than all things in the world, ordinary steel is one of them set up in two. Seeing that the demon dog was not afraid of its edge and bit it, he was surprised but not panicked, and his wrist shook and brought out a string of afterimages.

The silver wire and the dog fell to the surface of the water and suddenly rose, dragging the bow of the boat up, and cleaving the waves and speeding away. Circle after circle of arcs rippled out of the silk, as if a thousand little snakes had awakened and tied the yellow dog to a strong knot. The dog twisted its body and rotated in the opposite direction, but it was faster than the silk thread, and before it could untie the three restraints, five more were entangled, and in just a few breaths, it was tied into a large silver cocoon.

There was a strange scene by the Hudu River.

The sound of the waves in the distance is like thunder rolling, but this section of the river has no insects and no frogs. The clothes of the Taoist with Eguanbo fluttering, like flying a kite, dragged down the silver cocoon that was struggling in the air. A small boat moved without sails, and a frightened teenager squatted on the boat.

The cocoon swelled together a few times, and then suddenly exploded, and the silver filaments scattered all over the sky seemed to bloom like fireworks in full bloom. A yellow shadow meteor smashed on the river embankment, with a muffled "bang" and dust.

Gao Gongdao's hand was light, and his heart couldn't help but be gloomy. Silk was not easy to get this day, but I didn't expect it to be ruined in a remote township. Although he poured his true qi into the silk, making it tough, soft, bent and stretchable, it was still not as good as the demon beast condensing its power at a point and bursting it apart. The body of this demon beast is stronger than gold and iron, and its legs and claws have nearly 10,000 catties of strength, which is not easy to deal with.

A large crater was smashed out of the slope of the river embankment seven or eight meters high, and the yellow dog turned over and crawled out of the pit, shaking all over, and dust, grass clippings, and water droplets suddenly flew like arrows. It didn't stop, and its hind legs kicked the ground violently, bringing out a yellow light and pounced on the Taoist, and its mouth opened like a basin of blood, as if it wanted to devour everything that stood in its way.

Gao Gong Daoist was stunned and saw that the yellow dog had pounced in front of him, and he didn't think about it, and the remnants in his palm shook and stood straight, like a silver spear that stabbed the dog's head quickly. This silk thread is extremely thin, and if you don't look at it carefully in the moonlight, the yellow dog will bite the thread and pass through the air with one mouth, and the huge momentum will cause the Taoist to stumble.

Except when he was young and vigorous, Gao Gong Dao people had not experienced such a fight for a long time. Simple, direct and rude, no subtle exercises, elegant moves, magical Taoism, all relying on primitive brute force confrontation, biting of sharp claws and fangs, killing in an instant, **naked blood without concealment.

He let go and drew his sword.

This demon beast has a strong body, jumping like the wind, and its pure strength and speed are above itself, how can it be allowed to fight close to itself. The high-powered Taoist was angry that he had destroyed the silk, and he was ruthless in his action.

The Taoist's right hand pulled out the peachwood sword from the back of his neck, and the two fingers of his left hand quickly brushed the sword body, raising his eyebrows obliquely. The peach wood was originally pale yellow in color, but it turned light brown due to the deep age of the month, and at this moment it instantly brightened, and about half an inch of white light was swallowed outward, and the sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard.

With a sword in hand, the momentum is completely different. Previously, the Taoist walked along the riverside, with a leisurely posture and a calm step, which seemed to be integrated with the breeze and flowers and the river embankment. At this time, it was out of place, as if it had turned into a sharp long sword, ready to cut through the sky.

Man Jianghong abandoned the boat in a panic and climbed ashore, stunned when he saw this scene.

Damn, is this a Super Saiyan or a Jedi? Is it a lightsaber or a flashlight? Where's the energy? Is it a portable charger?

If someone who knows the goods knows Man Jianghong's thoughts, he is afraid that he will vomit several liters of blood. Legend has it that the sword is cultivated to the highest place, and the sword qi condenses into Gang, the so-called Jian Gang! The white mang on this peach wood sword is the legendary indestructible Jian Gang!

Gang, disassembled into four positives, refers to the handle of the Big Dipper, and refers to the righteousness of Haoran, the strong wind in the sky. Jian Gang is sword qi, but only the top master can condense the sword qi into Gang. The sword in the man's hand flickered and pointed obliquely at the sky, as if it had come to life, and once it let go, it would break through the air and fly away.

The peach, the essence of the five trees, is also the most able to suppress the evil spirit. In the ancient legend of China, there is a peach mountain in the north, and there is a big peach tree on the peach mountain, and its peach branches can suppress ten thousand ghosts. Since then, the folk carved peach talismans to ward off evil spirits, and the Taoist sword to eliminate demons has come from this.

The legend is so old that the world gradually thinks it is false. Gao Gong Dao is different, because he himself came out of the peach mountain, and the sword is also taken from the legendary fairy peach tree, and it is also the most aura of the southeast branch.

Although it is only a piece of peach wood, with the flickering of Jian Gang's swallowing, at this moment, it is like a dragon in the deep sea awakening, and the terrifying momentum suppresses the four directions of the world, and the air is filled with fierce killing intent!

With the "awakening" of the peachwood sword, the body of the big yellow dog still in the air stagnated slightly, spit out the silk, the posture was clumsy but the speed was extremely fast to twist towards the Taoist, and after landing, he used his two hind paws to buckle the ground, and ploughed out two deep grooves to stop his body, standing upright like a human, with his chest and abdomen wide open.

With an inaudible beep, the peachwood sword was bright and bright, and it flew out of his hand.

Seeing this scene, a thin black man on the embankment who was half-kneeling and squatting next to the corpses of two martial artists was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

Tonight is destined to be extraordinary!

First, the big yellow dog howled and shook the river valley, and the clouds rose in all directions, and then I saw the rare sword gang, and then there was the legendary sword, the supreme magic power of the Daomen - the sword technique!

The situation is very unfavorable! Zhu Fugui smiled bitterly.

He had no confidence in whether Rhubarb could withstand this blow, and he was very angry that Man Jianghong didn't run away. He is a pragmatic man, and these meaningless thoughts are only fleeting in the face of a critical situation, and he is still struggling to find a way to win. It's just a pity that his ability is too low, and he used the immortal sword qi early, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant.

Seeing that the speed of the demon is extremely fast, it is not suppressed by the momentum of the peachwood sword, and it is expected that Jian Gang may not be able to stab it, and there is a big guy in Dongting Lake who is coming, and this battle must be resolved quickly. As soon as he saw the yellow dog landing on the ground, his chest and abdomen were wide open to reveal the empty door, and he naturally used his peak strength to use his strongest means, ready to kill with one blow. This opportunity was also grasped just right, while the yellow dog had not yet stabilized his body, it was the weakest time for the defense.

The sword light swept seven or eight zhang square, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", which was a sonic boom produced after penetrating the air. This sword was even faster than the sound could travel, breaking the sound barrier!

Gao Gong Dao people still had the idea of being captured at the beginning. In the era of the end of the Fa, there was almost no vitality between heaven and earth, and it was true that cultivators who wanted to ascend were daydreaming, and it was even more impossible for insects, fish, birds, and beasts to cultivate into refinement. This dog has obviously opened its spiritual intelligence, and its breath is extremely pure, and it is very likely that it has found a blessed land full of vitality. If you can catch it and touch the melon, it is the best, and if it is the worst, you can also refine its demon pill, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

However, when the yellow dog was dragged over his head by the heavenly silk, the high-level Taoist met its eyes for a moment, and suddenly felt creepy. It was as if a little mouse raised its head, but what he saw was the cold eyes of a king cobra, and the innate suppression of species and strength made him almost unable to move, except for horror, it was still horror!

How can a dog have such a terrifying look?

With the many years of combat experience of a high-level meritorious Taoist, he instantly guessed that this fast-becoming dog either hid his strength, or could not exert his full strength for some reason. I want to subdue such an unfathomable beast, it's like a mouse taking a cat as a pet - it's a long life!

Although the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was thin and not suitable for cultivation, some outstanding people were still able to cultivate their limited means to the extreme. Like the art of the sword, although it can't be like the ancient immortals, the sword can take the head of the general for thousands of miles, and swim in the twilight of the North Sea, but the high-level Taoist can still control the sword within the range of ten zhang, which can be called the green snake in the sleeve and the boldness.

Edgeworth's power isn't all about being able to attack from all angles after leaving his hand, but more about how fast it changes and how fast it is. The person who controls the sword controls the sword with his divine thoughts, and changes according to his heart, which can be said to be aware of the sword, and the speed is more than ten times that of the sword. Although the sword body lacks the power of the arm's blessing, due to its extremely fast speed, its piercing power is even greater. Coupled with the invincible sword gang, it is definitely the supreme weapon for slaying demons and eliminating demons.

The two front paws of the big yellow dog slapped to the middle, as if the two palms of a human being were closed, and the body of the peachwood sword was clamped. The speed of the sword slowed down, and in the high-speed friction, the dog's paws gave birth to green smoke, and the dog's hair was also cut by the sword.

It wasn't until the sword touched the yellow dog's chest that it seemed to have encountered a powerful obstacle, and it was obviously stagnant. With the cunning of the yellow dog, instead of retreating and unloading the power of the sword sprint, he burst his eyes and bared his teeth and desperately pushed forward. The high-level Daoist sensed that the tip of the sword had entered the flesh with his divine thoughts, but the further he drilled, the more his speed decreased, as if he was falling into an extremely viscous gelatin, and there was also a huge whirlpool hidden in the gum, and a majestic force was sucking and eroding the sword body.

Edgeworth's strength lies in its speed, but now that its speed has been greatly reduced, its power has weakened, and it is in danger of being confiscated. Gao Gong Dao's mind was racing, and taking advantage of the fact that the fierce beast in front of him could not move at this moment, Gang Qi came out through his body, jumped into the air and kicked the hilt of the sword.

This foot was as fast as a meteor, and the air was compressed to the extreme and spread in a white ripple shape, and brown dust mist rose from the flat ground, and it roared like thunder. One of the trousers of the high-powered Daoist was blown apart by the rapidly expanding air, and the wisps flew out and burrowed deep into the earth.

If you don't die, I will die! Although it was a hasty start, it contained the whole body strength and nirvana belief of a high-meritorious Taoist, and the force was heavy, and the peachwood sword was nailed from the front chest of the yellow dog into the back.

The big yellow dog took three steps back, still standing firmly in the posture of holding the sword in his palms, without saying a word, and the pain in his eyes flashed. In its wide open mouth, saliva and blood dripped down the silk, while its limbs trembled at extremely high frequencies that were imperceptible to the naked eye.

Ever since a howl shook the valley, the big yellow dog had not spoken. At this moment, it really looks like a silent down-and-out middle-aged man, still standing upright after enduring humiliation and heavy blows, not complaining, not flinching and begging, unwilling, unyielding, not giving up!

All these changes only happened in a few seconds, and Man Jianghong had just run behind Rhubarb, and let out an exclamation when he saw this situation.

After the high-level Daoist landed, he reached out and held the hilt of the sword and pulled it back fiercely, dodging back to the same place. Although one of his trousers was blown away to reveal his dry thighs, he looked a little embarrassed, but he was greatly relieved.

It's so dangerous, that demon is only afraid that he can dodge the blow of the flying sword. After seeing the peachwood sword flying out, it shrank back and stood up, obviously sacrificing its life to protect the young man behind it from being hurt, but it didn't know that my imperial sword couldn't fly that far.

After the completion of the great achievement, the pressure suddenly disappeared, and the high-level Daoist was not a little happy, but felt a trace of shame for his fear just now, and a trace of anger at the use of inferior martial arts tricks, but these negative emotions only disappeared in a flash, leaving only a full of doubts, as if there was something that he had not figured out, and he faintly felt uneasy and panicked.