Under the willow tree, there stood an old man in gray, in good spirits, with a red face, and a pampered appearance. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info next to the gray-clothed old man stood an eight-foot man, burly, dignified, he was wearing bright red armor, two halberds hanging from his waist, a general's style.

When Zhang Barefoot saw the old man in gray, his eyes widened angrily, and he seemed to remember a lot of things. As soon as the two met, they didn't speak, and suddenly there was a piercing cutting sound in the air between the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, the air was full of large and small, dense cracks, like broken mirrors. At the same time, several cracks more than ten feet long appeared under their feet, winding and circling, like a big snake, swimming towards the distance.

With a "click", a willow tree struggled from the ground, pulling its roots out of the depths of the soil, and then being cut by the air little by little, and the branches, trunks, and roots all turned into dust and floated out.

Xiao Mu was taken aback: Could this be the legendary spiritual power? He fixed his mind, transferred the spiritual power below his legs, and firmly nailed his feet to the ground.

The gray-clothed old man took out a short sword from his sleeve, with several thunder marks engraved on it. He raised his short sword in his right hand, and held the sword trick in his left hand, and there were words in his mouth, as if he were reciting some incantation. Suddenly, the clear sky became cloudy, and seven or eight blue thunderbolts shot out of the clouds, and those thunderbolts stabbed down like tridents, and they came with great speed.

Zhang Barefoot looked unhurried, he took the wine gourd from his waist, took out the wooden stopper, patted it, and said, "Treasure gourd, swallow it!"

The wine gourd shook, and the black triangle engraved on it lit up. Moreover, a black hole appeared around the wine gourd, and there was nothing inside, seven or eight inches in diameter. Then, seven or eight black tentacles came out of the black hole, winding towards the blue thunderbolt. The two intersect like meat in a pan of oil, making a sizzling sound.

The gray-clothed old man recited a few more mantras, and the thunder mark on the short sword lit up, glowing with a dazzling blue light. Then, the sky was full of wind and clouds, red light filled the sky, and thunder roared, like a dragon's roar, like a lion's roar, like a tiger's roar, endlessly. Red lightning poked its head out of the clouds, intertwined like a red dragon,

"Extinguish!" the gray-clothed old man spat out a word, slammed the short sword downward, and those arm-thick lightning flashed wildly towards Zhang's bare feet, forming a sea of red.

Zhang Barefoot was still expressionless and fearless, he patted the wine gourd again and said, "Collect!"

The wine gourd shook violently, shaking up and down, and the black hole directly doubled in size, and countless black tentacles erupted out, turning into a big snake dozens of zhang long, biting each other with those lightning. All of a sudden, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and there was only dense black-red light and black-red lightning in front of him, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

The ground trembled as if there had been a great earthquake, and thousands of cracks appeared, and if it continued, the land would collapse completely.

Xiao Mu shook for a while, he was shocked in his heart, and when he turned the dantian, a majestic spiritual power overflowed from his feet, like a root beard, firmly deep into the ground.

At this time, the general shouted loudly: "Master Zhang, Master Qi, can you stop the war and count it as a draw, otherwise, this land will be cracked." ”

Zhang Barefoot and the gray-clothed old man glanced at each other, after fighting for so long, the anger in his heart slowly lowered.

"Qi Zhuzi, this time I look at General Qin's face, if I don't fight with you, you won't be so lucky next time!" Zhang Barefoot snorted coldly, gently patted the wine gourd with his right hand, and said, "Treasure gourd, back!"

The treasure gourd shook again, the light of the black triangle disappeared, the black hole in the air quietly disappeared, and those black tentacles gradually dissipated, turning into a faint mist, and they were all together.

The gray-clothed old man sneered, clicked the short sword with the index finger of his right hand, and silently recited a mantra in his mouth, the light on the thunder mark on the short sword disappeared, and then, the dark clouds rolled away, and the thunder and lightning disappeared cleanly, as if everything just now was a dream.

Xiao Mu also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: The powerful skills of these two are so high, if they continue to fight, I am afraid that they will have to invite the master to make a move. By the way, they should have used a spiritual weapon just now, no wonder it was so powerful.

The old man in gray returned the short sword to his sleeve, looked at Zhang Barefoot, and said coldly: "Zhang Pifu, do you remember our covenant ten years ago, but there are less than two years left!"

Zhang spit on the ground with his bare feet, and said coldly: "Of course Lao Tzu remembers, or you don't have to worry about it!"

"That's okay!" The old man in gray glanced at Xiao Mu casually, in fact, he had been paying attention to Xiao Mu just now, he felt that this kid only had three reunions in the spirit realm, and he could still stand under the battle between the two powers, which was really surprising. "Zhang Pifu, you have been blind in your life, you can't imagine that when you are buried halfway up, you have accepted a disciple with amazing qualifications, it seems that congratulations to you!"

Although it was congratulations, there was no trace of congratulations on his face.

Zhang Barefoot was very proud, walked to Xiao Mu with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Hehe, Zhang Barefoot, let you down, Xiao Mu is not my disciple, he is my junior brother!"

"Senior brother, what junior brother?" Xiao Mu was puzzled, but there was no sign of doubt on his face.

"Senior brother," the old man in gray was so angry that his beard was cocked, he pointed to Zhang Barefoot, and scolded, "Niang Xipi, Zhang Pifu, you old boy just doesn't play cards according to the convention, and such a small doll is also your junior brother?"

Looking at the angry appearance of the old man in gray, Zhang Barefoot looked very happy, and said, "Hehe, that's right, he is my junior brother, and he is also the one who fought in the ten-year battle!"

The gray-clothed old man glanced at Xiao Mu and said, "Zhang Pifu, are you sure? Although this little doll is very talented, it is still an uncarved piece of jade, in less than two years, you can really train him to become the pinnacle of the talisman world? You see, you know, the disciple I accepted is a young genius in Chang'an City, and his qualifications are amazing!"

Zhang waved his hand barefoot and said, "Hehe, you don't have to worry about it, Lao Tzu has his own methods!"

The old man in gray couldn't think of what kind of medicine was sold in this kid's gourd, so he turned around and left, saying, "Okay, Zhang Pifu, I'm waiting for you in Chang'an City, I hope you can live until that day!"

Zhang Barefoot said back: "You Qi Zhuangzi has been dead for three hundred years, and Lao Tzu is still alive and well! Don't send it, don't come again, Lao Tzu doesn't want to see you!"

General Qin walked towards the gray-clothed old man and said respectfully: "Master Zhang, you have been away from Chang'an City for more than 20 years, and His Royal Highness the King of Qin has been looking for traces of your old man, this time, can you go back to the Qin Palace?"