A blue giant sword soon appeared above Dongfang Ku's head, and the giant sword was covered with white wave patterns, and the hilt of the sword was like a 10,000-year-old deep sea black wood, stretching out branches and turning into a sword grid, and spreading upwards to bite the blue and white two-color giant sword tightly.

At the critical moment, the sword of Hanhai took shape. Dongfang Ku pointed forward, and the blue-white giant sword slashed down.

At this time, the man in the power suit had already broken through the crescent moon blade, approaching Dongfang Ku, seeing the giant sword landing, his palms were one, and he struck hard, and with a "dang" sound, the sword of Hanhai was directly bounced up and collapsed in mid-air, and the young man in the power suit was also deeply embedded in the ground.

The aftermath of the collision made Dongfang Ku's eyes darken, and his heart was completely furious, and a long flame tail shot out from behind him, and his body suddenly bounced to the side, and at the same time, he used [Tearing Wind Finger] one after another, shooting indiscriminately regardless of it.

The young man in the strong suit who was buried half of his body jumped out of the ground with one step, bringing up the dirt and stones in the sky, and then took another step, instantly approaching the position of Dongfang Ku, holding his palm high, and directly patted it, fortunately at this time Dongfang Ku had already dodged away, and the tyrannical power blasted the place where Dongfang Ku was located out of a few zhang square pit, and was waiting to be pursued, several cyan wind pillars attacked, and the palms of the young man in strong suits turned over and blocked them one by one.

Dongfang Ku recovered almost in the blink of an eye, and witnessed the power of the palm of the young man in the strong suit, and was shocked in his heart, he could block that palm, but the terrifying thing was the next series of attacks, if it wasn't for his own tearing wind to point out his surprise, and briefly blocking him, he really didn't know how long he could support it.

Dongfang Ku's body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of his high concentration, the young man in the power suit was the first extremely dangerous monk he had encountered, and if he didn't deal with it properly, he was afraid that he would have to explain it here today.

The time for the two to fight was very short, only a few breaths, and the feeling of Dongfang Ku was that he had walked around the ghost gate.

The young man in the power suit had been very calm, but he couldn't hide his surprise at this time, "Hmm? The secret realm in the middle stage of refining has such combat power? Which sect are you a disciple, don't lie to me, the monks of the small sect will not have such combat power as you." ”

Dongfang secretly breathed himself, happy to spend time with him, "Five generations of disciples of the Heavenly Pavilion." ”

The young man in the strong suit observed Dongfang Ku up and down, and shook his head, "I have heard of the famous disciples of the Heavenly Worship Pavilion, without you." And you can't be a genius disciple hidden in the Heavenly Worship Pavilion, your strength is on the low side. ”

Dongfang Ku was not annoyed by the other party's contempt, and his emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest, "My name is Dongfang Ku, a disciple of the fifth generation of the Heavenly Pavilion. What about you?"

The young man in the strong suit smiled, "My name is Xiahou Bing." ”

Dongfang Ku nodded.

"You don't know me?" For Dongfang Ku's expressionless face, the young Xiahou Bing in the strong suit was very surprised.

"Why should I know you?"

Dongfang bitter has less communication with his peers, and he really doesn't know a lot of things in the Heavenly Pavilion, if you pay a little attention, you can know that the Cultivation Hall has produced a stunning and gorgeous person in recent years, and his name is also Xiahou Bing.

"You're very good, but it's a pity that there is one less young man in the monk world. "Xiahou Bing is old-fashioned.

Dongfang Ku was very disgusted by Xiahou Bing's condescending tone and pointing at his juniors, and said coldly: "Yes, but the environment here is not bad, and you are worthy of you if you sleep here." ”

Xiahou Bing's face sank, he was the pride of the sky, and among his peers, no one dared to speak to him in such a tone. "Sharp teeth and sharp mouths, the battle of words and tongues can't save your life!" As soon as the words fell, he rushed over.

Dongfang Ku had already been prepared, and the young man in the power suit was forced out of breath with only a pair of fleshy palms, and it was very likely that he was a military cultivator, although he had not fought with a military cultivator before, but he also knew some ways to deal with it from the classics.

With both hands together, the [Ocean World] that had been prepared for a long time suddenly enveloped Xiahou Bing, the surging water spiritual power filled the space, countless undercurrents blocked Xiahou Bing, and the swarms of silver fish were like sharks smelling blood, constantly biting him......

[Sea World] is fully released, and its power has increased significantly compared to before.

Xiahou Bing is like a humanoid weapon, with a wave of his palm, the undercurrent and the silverfish are smashed, and he is invulnerable, even if the silverfish bites his body except for the creaking and squeaking sound, it seems to have no effect, but the huge power of the ocean still makes Xiahou Bing's body slow.

Dongfang was desperate for this moment, reaching out and scooping it up, a large number of spirit stones appeared in his hand, replenishing the consumption in his body at any time, and the staff was also in his hand. Under the operation of the law, several Hanhai swords and crescent blades that shimmered with metallic light emerged and slashed towards Xiahou Bing.

Xiahou Bing's pair of fleshy palms don't know what weapons are fused, the blue light is cloudy, like jade, colliding with the immortal magic to make a dangdang sound, flying up and down, wearing flowers and butterflies to protect themselves impermeable, occasionally immortal magic falls on his body, it is difficult to cause any damage.

Xiahou Bing is mighty and uncasting, every blow has the ability to open mountains and crack stones, Dongfang Ku is also crazy, all kinds of immortal tricks are desperate, and the spirit stones in his hands have been replaced several times.

The martial arts master had long been stunned, the two people in front of him were far beyond the scope of people, a palm fell, it was a huge pit of several zhang, a light flashed, the hills were turned into powder, under the two of them, the surroundings had long been gone, there were deep pits everywhere, broken vegetation, as if a giant beast had raged.

The martial arts master was silent, and even if the monk who chased and killed him took out one-tenth of his thoughts, he would have died completely long ago.

Even if Xiahou Bing's combat power is amazing, but being bombarded so violently by Dongfang Ku is also very uncomfortable, all kinds of immortal techniques are endless, Xiahou Bing can break one, ten, but it is impossible to break hundreds, thousands, his palms have a faint sense of pain, this is a sign of damage.

Xiahou soldiers were frantic in battle, holding the blue giant sword in his right hand, and grabbing the super large crescent blade with his left hand, slamming it together, boom, the huge destructive power cooperated with Xiahou Bing's brute force attack, the ocean world was directly torn apart, and the scattered spiritual power turbulence was like a fierce beast that wanted to be devoured, and the martial arts masters who watched the battle from a distance were also stirred into minced meat by a wisp of spiritual power turbulence, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Dongfang Ku didn't dare to relax at all, and several oversized crescent blades appeared beside him, swishing towards Xiahou Bing.

Although Dongfang Ku tried his best to retreat, the Xiahou soldiers at this time were already close to him by more than ten zhang.

Xiahou Bing's right palm is full of green light, as if pushing a grinding plate, slowly, but inexplicably powerful. When the oversized crescent blade did not approach Xiahou Bing, it was crushed and collapsed by this force.

Dongfang Ku couldn't react, and suddenly felt like the blue sky was pressing, and a strange force firmly suppressed himself on the ground.

Although it is not so that it can't move, it must not be able to avoid Xiahou Bing's palm, Dongfang is ruthless in his heart, since cultivating immortals, he has not been forced to such a point by a monk of the same level.

The spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and the ten Hanhai giant swords were lined up and appeared in front of him, Dongfang was trembling all over, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but the law was not chaotic, and dozens of magic decisions were played in an instant, and the ten Hanhai swords were fused in pairs, and the power was greatly increased.

However, this method consumes too much Dongfang Ku, and just one fusion makes him almost reverse his spiritual power and burst his meridians.

Under the crisis, Dongfang Ku obviously exerted an extraordinary level, regardless of the severe pain in his body, he struggled to control his spiritual power, and finally condensed into an advanced version of the Hanhai Sword, on which the patterns flickered, exuding a palpitating aura,

In fact, Dongfang Ku condensed the advanced version of the Hanhai Sword in just a short blink of an eye, and at this time, a huge blue light palm had already been pressed.

There was a loud bang, and there was nothing standing within thirty feet of the explosion, and a large mountain was cut in half.

At this time, Dongfang Ku was very miserable, the heavy shield and water ripples of Kwai Water were shattered, his robe was tattered, he coughed up blood from time to time, and there was a tearing pain in his body, he knew that he had no combat effectiveness.

The turbulence of spiritual power gradually annihilated, and a figure gradually emerged, it was Xiahou Bing. His figure was still straight, but his trembling arms and bloody palms showed that he was not feeling well at the moment.

Looking at Dongfang Ku, who was coughing up blood and standing unsteadily, Xiahou Bing was still confident and rampant, "You are very good, there are very few monks of the same rank who can hurt me." ”

Dongfang smiled bitterly, is this a compliment, I feel really uncomfortable, I am half dead, but the other party is only slightly injured.

Xiahou Bing slowly walked towards Dongfang Ku, his palms were blue, the cracks were gradually disappearing, and when he stood in front of Dongfang Ku, his palms were already intact.

"Hehe, do you want to kill me?" Dongfang bitterly turned his hand, and there was an extra red-colored talisman seal, and the blazing heat was about to melt the heavens and the earth.

Xiahou Bing, who had always been calm, changed his face sharply, his body was like a sharp arrow, and he withdrew several miles away in an instant.

The appearance of that talisman seal was inconspicuous, but the trace of breath that leaked made him feel as if he was facing Tianwei, and he couldn't resist at all.

Xiahou Bing's whole body tensed, "Who are you?"

Holding the hand of the talisman seal tightly, he didn't dare to relax, Dongfang Ku was about to run out of oil and when the lamp dried up, he was also weak to speak, "Dongfang Ku." ”

Xiahou Bing's face was cloudy, he struggled for a long time, and finally said: "I am Xiahou Bing of the Cultivation Palace, remember my name." As the words fell, the figure shot out and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Dongfang Ku didn't dare to relax in the slightest, he took out the blueberry with difficulty, and swallowed it directly, the blueberry turned into an overflowing water system of spiritual power, nourishing his body, but at this time, he didn't dare to meditate and heal, and his luck stimulated the medicinal power of blueberries, but he just let the blueberries slowly penetrate into various organs in the body.

Although Xiahou Bing left, Dongfang Ku knew that the other party was not afraid of the talisman seal in his hand, I was afraid that it was because he didn't want to fight hard.

This time Dongfang was defeated very badly, except for the nameless exercises, he can be said to have exhausted his hole cards, but he still ended up so miserable, and his combat strength was lost, if it wasn't for the talisman seal given by Xu Wei, he would have died here today.

And Xiahou Bing was only slightly injured, but still maintained considerable combat strength, and the gap cannot but be said to be huge.

However, it was said that Xiahou Bing was galloping, and his palms seemed to be intact, but in fact, there were wounds inside, and he needed a period of recuperation, which made Xiahou Bing very surprised, you must know that his palms were integrated into two pieces of green jade.

Green jade is a kind of cyan stone formed by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon in a special environment, mutating, and being tempered for tens of thousands of years. It has little value, it can neither be refined, because it is difficult to melt, and it has no other use, and its outstanding feature is that it is strong, very strong. Xiahou Bing relied on this green jade stone to make a name for himself in the Cultivation Palace.

As for the talisman seal that Dongfang Ku took out, it should be refined by the Zhuji monk, and the immortal art of the seal is very powerful, of course, Xiahou Bing also has similar deterrent methods, he just doesn't want to waste it on this matter, but the failure to kill Dongfang Ku still makes him a little depressed.

This blueberry was given by Gong Nan back then, and Dongfang Ku was never willing to use it, but today it saved his life.

After about a quarter of an hour, Dongfang Ku felt much better, and the sea of spiritual energy was not as dry as it was just now, although the meridians were swollen and painful, they finally had a trace of self-preservation. There is still a lot of blueberry medicinal power left in the body, and after absorbing and transforming, his cultivation should be able to improve a little.

In the territory of the Worship Heaven Pavilion, you can also meet the master of the Cultivation Palace, Dongfang Ku couldn't help but sigh to himself that he was unlucky, and looked around, the martial arts master had long since lost his bones, and if he couldn't get the token, then the task could not be completed. This time it was a big loss, Dongfang muttered bitterly, summoned the gray crane, and flew to the hanging island.

After this battle, Dongfang Ku became more and more careful, the world of monks is indeed full of unknown dangers, and improving one's own strength is always the most important thing.

In the following days, Dongfang Ku cooperated with other monks and completed a lot of tasks, full of crises, but there was no danger, and when he had some net worth, Dongfang Ku planned to refine the talisman seal of [Treading the Ladder].

The basic technique of Fu Seal carving, Dongfang Ku chose to choose from the Tibetan scripture building, as one of the four giants, its collection of various techniques is definitely a treasure.

However, the paintbrush is about to try its luck from the Fang City, and of course the Heavenly Pavilion also has it, but it is far beyond the bearing capacity of Dongfang Bitter.

Compared with the rune paper, the quality of the brush is more related to the success of the rune seal. A good brush will make your drawing smoother, increase your success rate, and contain more aura, which will be more powerful at the beginning.

Walking through the market, Dongfang Ku focused on the stalls selling paintbrushes.

"Fellow Daoist, how many spirit stones do you have in this Qinghao pen?" Dongfang Ku only understood the price at the moment, and did not hide his intentions, so he asked directly.

He'd done his homework ahead of time, and he'd just moved around a few stalls, so he knew a little bit about brushes in general.

"That one, three hundred spirit stones. The stall owner, a bearded man, glanced at the paintbrush in Dongfang Ku's hand, and said angrily.

Dongfang Ku picked up a few brushes at random, and sure enough, the prices were about the same, but the quality of these brushes was very ordinary, and they were not very high-end.

"Is there any better quality?" he asked several times.

The stall owner was refreshed, "No. However, I have a special brush here, which may be of interest to fellow Daoists. With that, he handed a tattered paintbrush that he didn't know where to find it to Dongfang Ku.