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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Rainy Night Battle

"Groan—"

The bamboo horse sword chanted, and the cyan flowed, and the edge was revealed.

Click!

Footsteps on the muddy road, splashing muddy sewage, Ghostface stepped out of the shadows.

The black robe fell to the ground, but it was not stained with rain, it was as dark as a long night, the ghost-faced man paused, looked at the momentum like a rainbow, and sighed: "Three hours, only three or four miles, three hours." If it weren't for this person kneeling, there might have been a lot of ups and downs in his life today, but that's the end of it. ”

"Ahh

However, Fu Tu Fearless did not speak, at this moment, the kneeling man roared on the ground, his eyes were hideous, exuding endless madness, and the mountain power of the initial realm of the mountain in his body erupted, and his body swept up, killing the black-robed ghost face.

Even if the life of this master was threatened by recognizing this master before night, but when he killed the enemy, it was already a favor. Since he was the one who caused such an outcome, he used his life to pave a way for that man's life!

This is him, the wild dog that has been secretly born for decades.

"If you give me a chance to take revenge, I will give you my life!"

The wild dog roared inwardly, and the broken iron rod in his hand suddenly stabbed out.

"Dang!"

The black-robed ghost face turned around, and the iron rod stabbed on the ghost face, and when it sounded, the iron rods shattered one after another, and the iron filings were suspended in the void, and at the moment when the wild dog vomited blood, the iron filings burst out in all directions.

Poof!

The sound of iron filings sounded continuously, and the wild dog's eyes froze in anger, and his body collapsed with a bang, splashing muddy water.

His vitality was dissipating, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a childlike smile.

It's so fast, ordinary people don't have time to react, it's all over. From the wild dog getting up and attacking to the time he fell to the ground, but with a flick of his fingers.

A trace of struggle flashed in Fu Tu's fearless eyes, he knew that the wild dog had the heart of death, and he wanted to pave a way for himself. But leaving like this, Yu Dao's heart was not smooth, Yu Yuan's heart was not in agreement, and the struggle dispersed in an instant, and the blood in the young man's eyes burned, and it was extremely hot.

"Mountain!"

The wolf exhaled into thunder, and the mutilated supernatural power appeared for the first time in this netherworld, the space was suddenly distorted, and the invisible sound rippled out, with a fierce killing intent.

Phew!

The mantra of the mountain character was spit out, the ghost-faced man seemed to be unconscious, the black robe was torn in an instant, the ghost-faced face was shattered, and the power of the supernatural power was terrifying.

However, the boy's face was not happy. I saw that when the broken black robe and ghost face flew away, it turned into rain and splashed on the ground. He's gone!

"Zheng!"

The young man's complexion changed slightly, the bamboo horse in his hand was erected, and when he turned sideways suddenly, a finger that exuded a sharp qi machine appeared, pointing on the bamboo horse sword body, and the sound of gold and stone vibrated and was sharp and piercing.

The rain is ethereal, like a human form!

This is a supernatural power, turning into a person in the rain, killing people invisibly, and it is extremely weird.

The black-robed ghost face is a powerhouse above the Three Realms, although now he is only using the cultivation of the peak of the mountain, it is also terrifying, if it were not for the barbarians here and the lack of spiritual energy, this supernatural power would definitely not stop there!

The netherworld does not allow the monks above the three realms to fight, but those who exert their cultivation above the third realm will be punished by heaven.

Monks practice, fight with heaven and earth, enter the mountain, 200 longevity! and then break the mountain realm, 400 longevity! The fourth realm is 800 longevity......

However, if a monk above the Three Realms exudes the cultivation of the Fourth Realm in the Netherworld, his longevity will be drastically reduced by 100! If it is the Fifth Realm, it will be reduced by 1,000 Longevity, which is extremely terrifying!

Therefore, the Netherworld is a forbidden place for the strong, and no one will come here unless necessary.

Therefore, this is the opportunity for Futu to be fearless, and this person in front of him is full of opportunities, but there is a trace of death in it, a wisp of decayed qi. If Fu Tu Fearless was not wrong in his conjecture, this person must have little life left, and he would never and would not pay such a heavy price for himself, otherwise he would not be secretly waiting for the opportunity for several hours.

A monk who has broken the peak of the mountain, the floating slaughter at this moment is fearless!

Between the third realm and the second realm, the gap in combat power is not too big. And the third realm and the fourth realm, the cultivation of combat power, is the difference between cloud and mud!

Because under the three realms is mortal, if the mountain-breaking monk breaks the realm, it is against the sky, and if he wants to change his life, there will be ......

Apocalypse!

"Smack!"

Fu Tu Fearless stretched out his left arm, pinched his fist print, and suddenly blasted out, only to see a snap, a puddle of water collapsed to the ground, and the crisis that made his body cold suddenly disappeared.

On the ground, the wild dogs smiled at the corners of their mouths, lost their breath, and exuded a rich dead breath.

Phew!

The sword broke through the air, a puddle of clear water fell to the earth, and the man disappeared again.

"Sunset!"

The young man's white hair was flying, and suddenly he was slight, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were silent, and the rain stood in the air, still, at this moment...... Heaven and earth are silent.

At this moment, the rain froze, and an illusory figure shuttled through the rain, and the man was naked, and his gray hair curled up, covering his face.

Suddenly, Futu was fearless, and when a black long sword appeared in his left hand, the bamboo horse in his right hand disappeared, and he ...... Gripping the hilt of the sword.

After an instant, the night rain poured down, and the scene was like a dream bubble, unreal.

However, the face of the secret man shuttling in the rain changed greatly, and a wisp of sharp qi locked on him, and a terrifying power shrouded him, covering the day.

"Groan!!"

The long sword was unsheathed, the sword chant shook the heavens and the earth, the heavy rain froze in an instant, and a light and shadow filled the sky, swept through, the rain curtain was torn, and the sword was like a storm, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

"Shocking!"

At this time, the young man's inner words began to fall.

"Ahh

In the rain curtain, the screams were terrible, as if they had suffered an indescribable catastrophe, and in the cottage, the heavy rain was bloody, and at the same time as the bloody breath came to the face, a embarrassed figure appeared, standing on the stone wall that had collapsed most of it.

The man's black clothes were torn, and half of a ghostly face was cracked and fell. His right hand was dripping blood.

However, the man stood without a trace of qi on his body, but it gave Fu Tu Wuxing an indescribable sense of suffocation, which was terrifying.

At this moment, he ...... It seems to have surpassed the third realm!!

"Ho-ho, ho-ho!"

The man smiled, his laughter was terrifying, a pair of flickering eyes wanted to choose people to devour, the void around the ghost-faced man roared, and the space was distorted.

"One hundred years!"

The man's voice was hoarse, flowing with the vicissitudes of time, and the cold voice seemed to come from hell, terrifying, and extremely terrifying.

"Boom!"

The cultivation of the fourth realm exploded violently, suppressing the eight directions!

The heavy rain suddenly dissipated, and the cultivation of the fourth realm was not allowed in this heaven and earth.

The pitch-black sky is actually a rare light, and the sky is about to dawn.

The ghost-faced man is invincible here!

Within an hour, he could burst out of the cultivation of the Fourth Realm to his heart's content, which he had obtained in exchange for a hundred years of life.

Such a price is too great, beyond his imagination.

He is a Fourth Realm Fivefold Heaven Cultivator, and he is now six hundred and seventy-seven years old!

This means that within twenty-three years, if there is no breakthrough and the spirit plant of Shouyuan is increased, he will inevitably sit down and become a white bone on this mountain road.

He was unwilling!

Looking at the white-haired figure, the ghost-faced man was murderous, he forgot the purpose of his trip, and now, he only needs to die fearlessly!

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