In the stone hall, the white-haired god ape looked at the light curtain in front of him and said with a smile: "It's getting more and more interesting!"

But when his eyes saw Ah Hu lying on the ground, he thought for a while, waved his big sleeves, and there was no trace of Lin'er and the three of them in the field. And everyone in the square was attracted by the battle between the old man and Zhuang Xuan, and no one paid attention to how the three of Lin'er disappeared.

The old man is worthy of the strength of the late stage of the Bone Refining Realm, and he is extremely experienced in combat, and he beckons to the deadly place.

After all, Zhuang Xuan was young and lacked combat experience, and he was beaten in a hurry after a few moves, and he couldn't even see the moves. In a short time, both shoulders and both arms were covered with blood. And the anger in his heart was completely ignited.

"Old horseman, no wonder there are grandsons with such bad temperaments, it seems that they are all thanks to you! they deserve to die!" Zhuang Xuan said indignantly while dealing with the old man's moves, the angry old man's beard trembled, and he was a little more aggressive when he made a move.

"Even if you wear out your mouth, don't want the old man to let you go, no one can save you today!" The old man's indifferent voice did not contain any emotion. It seems that the tragic death of Aisun has really hit him hard.

"Old horseman, really when the young master is pinched in mud, you can't knead it?" Zhuang Xuan used thunder for nine days, quickly widening the distance between him and the old man. As soon as his mind moved, the three blood pills in the dantian flew around, and the power of blood and qi flowed all over the body, replenishing the physical strength consumed.

At the same time, Zhuang Xuan silently recited the Thunder God Technique in his heart, and in an instant, Zhuang Xuan's body was filled with purple lightning.

Seeing that the old man's attack was coming again, Zhuang Xuan grinned at the corners of his mouth, gritted his teeth, turned his fists into claws, and grabbed the old man's arm.

"Hmph! It's just beyond my own strength! The old man has been practicing the claw technique for decades, and you are a milky doll who has not dried up, and you dare to attack my strengths with your own shortcomings! If I don't kill you, wouldn't I be sorry for your desire to die!" Seeing that Zhuang Xuan actually turned his fist into a claw, the old man showed a hideous smile on his face, and grabbed Zhuang Xuan's throat without hesitation, even if Zhuang Xuan's hand had already grabbed his arm, he didn't care.

In his mind, even if Zhuang Xuan practiced the claw method, he would not be able to do any harm to himself, as long as he could kill her and avenge his grandson, it didn't matter if he suffered some flesh wounds.

But the next moment, the old man suddenly felt that the arm that was grabbed by Zhuang Xuan was numb, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

This situation surprised the old man, and he didn't dare to send the move forward. With a mistake at his feet, the figure quickly retreated.

This is the first time that the old man has retreated since he fought with Zhuang Xuan.

The surrounding audience was shocked!

Some of them knew the old man and knew where he came from. Seeing him retreat at this moment, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

"Oh my God, the second elder of the Huayu Sect, Di Rong, who is known as the Iron Hand, actually retreated!" someone shouted in surprise.

"What? is he the Iron Hand Dion?" exclaimed a monk who had heard of the old man's name.

Chang Wuji was worried about Zhuang Xuan's safety, but when he saw Di Rong retreating at this moment, his heart suddenly relaxed. But at the same time, he was also secretly shocked by Zhuang Xuan's strength.

He had only heard of this iron hand Di Rong before, he was a famous and strong man of the older generation, and he had specialized in claw cultivation all his life, and a pair of meat claws were trained like steel and iron. He holds an important position in the Huayu Gate and has a lot of power. The key is that there is no vanity under the fame, and Di Rong's strength is beyond doubt.

However, Zhuang Xuan, a young man who was only twelve or thirteen years old, was able to repel a Bone Refining Realm powerhouse who had been famous for decades, which was extremely shocking to Chang Wuji. You must know that Zhuang Xuan is only in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm.

Oh my God! The genius who crosses the small realm to face the enemy and wins the battle has often been seen by Wuji, and even he himself is such a person. But the genius who crosses a big realm against the enemy and can also force the opponent back, Chang Wuji This is the first time I have seen it.

"Yes, yes, this kid is good!"

In the stone hall, the white-haired divine ape looked at the battle situation in the curtain, and couldn't help but praise it, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Zhuang Xuan was pleasing to the eye. can't help but be angry, for the sake of his brother, he is angry and kills, and he is not afraid of strong enemies and dares to face them. Either way, it's not something that ordinary people can do.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the figure of Dao who was lying in the corner and fell asleep, with a satisfied smile on his face.

In the field, the old man took five steps back, opened some distance from Zhuang Xuan, touched his still paralyzed arm, and looked at Zhuang Xuan in disbelief.

"It's a pity!" Zhuang Xuan shook his head slightly, his face full of pity. He originally wanted to unleash the fury of thunder and surprise Di Rong, not seeking to kill, but to inflict heavy damage on the other party. But this old guy was too cunning, and as soon as he felt paralysis in his arm, he withdrew and retreated, which made Zhuang Xuan's plan fail.

I don't know Zhuang Xuan's expression fell in Chang Wuji's eyes, making the corners of Chang Wuji's mouth twitch. A little speechless glanced at Zhuang Xuan. With today's battle, Zhuang Xuan is enough to be famous among the major sects. But looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to be satisfied, which suddenly made Chang Wuji feel a sense of frustration.

"Could it be that all demons are made like this?" Chang Wuji thought to himself.

"Hmph, I'll see how strong you can get!" Di Rong snorted coldly and continued to attack Zhuang Xuan.

For a while, the claw shadows in the field were flying and full of energy. The onlookers hurriedly retreated, for fear of harming the pond fish.

Zhuang Xuan didn't dare to be careless, and used all his strength, tossing and turning, and narrowly avoiding Di Rong's killing moves.

In the face of Di Rong's fierce attack, Zhuang Xuan could only dodge as best he could and was on the defensive. The so-called defense must be lost, after a few rounds, Zhuang Xuan's clothes were torn and bloodstained, and he looked so embarrassed.

But Zhuang Xuan's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. He gradually found that he was able to keep up with Di Rong's pace, and as he fought, Zhuang Xuan had a clearer understanding of his own shortcomings. These are things that cannot be attained by meditation.

At this moment, Zhuang Xuan realized a truth -- if you want to improve your strength quickly, you can only fight! It was this battle that opened the prelude to Zhuang Xuan's conquest with people everywhere.

Contrary to Zhuang Xuan, Di Rong became more and more frightened the more he fought. Although the young man in front of him was covered in blood and looked embarrassed, he knew that the other party had not suffered any substantial trauma. And the better Zhuang Xuan's performance, the more determined Di Rong's intention to kill Zhuang Xuan became. There is now a situation of endless death between the two, if he doesn't kill Zhuang Xuan today, judging from his talent, it won't be long before he can't kill him if he wants to.

Thinking of this, Di Rong gritted his teeth, and no longer pressed Zhuang Xuan step by step, but stood there, looking at the young man in front of him with a gloomy face.

Zhuang Xuan dodged, and he was tired enough, and it was rare for him to stop and take a breath at this moment. Grinning at Di Rong: "You old bastard! Your temper is quite irritable! If you have this energy, I advise you to go home quickly, take a few concubines, give birth to a few more sons, and let no son give you a bunch of little bastards in the future, and then you can spend your old age in peace with the bastard every day! Why bother here to fight with me for the death of such a bastard bastard? It's really not worth it!"

Zhuang Xuan made an old Wang Ba, a small Wang Ba on the right, and Di Rong's forehead was bruised.

"Hugh wants to take advantage of his tongue! Today, I will fight with you endlessly!" Di Rong stared at Zhuang Xuan hatefully, and his eyes gradually turned red.

Zhuang Xuan originally looked at each other with a smile, but gradually his face became serious. At this moment, he felt a violent and dangerous aura from Di Rong's body. couldn't help but tense his muscles and muscles, and his body secretly operated the Thunder God Technique, fully guarding against the opponent's attack.

At this time, the surrounding monks also noticed Di Rong's abnormality, and looked at him in disbelief one by one. Chang Wuji stood at an angle facing Di Rong, so he could see Di Rong's changes.

"This is ......" Chang Wuji felt that Di Rong's current state was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and couldn't help frowning and thinking hard.

At this moment, the aura on Di Rong's body became more and more disordered and more and more violent. It's like a time bomb that could explode at any moment. Zhuang Xuan, who was standing opposite him, felt more and more pressure, and the feeling of danger in his heart became more and more obvious. Zhuang Xuan had never encountered this situation before, and he didn't know what Di Rong's current state was, but his feet were slightly separated, and his waist was half arched, as long as the situation was not right, he planned to cast a thunderbolt at any time for nine days.

At this moment, Di Rong's slightly lowered head suddenly raised, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Zhuang Xuan coldly, and he opened his mouth and smiled silently.

"Blood Demon Skill! This is Blood Demon Skill! Zhuang Xuan be careful!" Chang Wuji suddenly remembered the description of Blood Demon Gong that he had seen in the sect's classics, and he was shocked for a moment, and couldn't help but exclaim, and reminded Zhuang Xuan to be careful.

And Chang Wuji himself flew back, away from the battle circle, standing far away and watching.

Although the surrounding monks had never heard of this blood demon technique, just looking at Chang Wuji's reaction, they knew that it was a terrifying exercise, and for a while, everyone retreated one after another, until they felt safe enough, they stopped, and watched the changes in the situation in the field in amazement.