"It seems that Hou Daoyou never believed me?" Xiong Zhengyu said with a disappointed face.

For Xiong Zhengyu's words, Hou Jiuming took out the phantom blade, gourd, and golden essence sword with an expressionless face.

It's already this time, and what nonsense is there to talk about.

The Phantom Blade took the lead, turning into a streamer and appearing in front of Xiong Zhengyu, stabbing at his heart.

And the Golden Spirit Sword also followed.

As for the gourd, after it appeared, it immediately released a cloud of fire, assisting the Phantom Blade and the Golden Spirit Sword.

At the same time, Hou Jiuming pinched his hands, and in the heavy rain around him, bewitching petals quickly appeared.

On the other side, Xiong Zhengyu was full of confidence, he was a body refining cultivator, and his natural combat power was superior to that of his peers, and he asked himself how many people who had just entered the foundation building had not been captured for a long time.

But as soon as Hou Jiuming made a move, he said secretly.

"Not good!"

At the same time, he manipulated three high-grade magic weapons, and also cast the famous spells of Huating Sect.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like a rookie who has just entered the foundation, but an insidious person who hides his strength and pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

"Hou Daoyou is hiding so deeply, if you don't do it today, I'm afraid no one will know, Daoyou is far beyond the strength of the same level." Xiong Zhengyu grasped the halberd in his hand with a solemn face,

When the phantom blade entered the attack range, it immediately agitated its muscles, mobilized mana to bless the halberd, and with a light knock, "Zeng~" The phantom blade came into contact with the halberd, and the aura flickered, deviating the attack route,

After that, Xiong Zhengyu swung his arm and swept from left to right, slapping on the Jin Jing Sword that followed closely behind with all his might.

"Was~, When~"

With two loud noises on his face, the attacks of the Phantom Blade and the Golden Spirit Sword were defused, and Xiong Zhengyu stepped on the ground with one foot and rushed forward reluctantly.

"Peng~"

The soil was splashed, and Xiong Zhengyu was already holding the halberd, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards Hou Jiuming.

Hou Jiuming naturally did not engage in melee combat with him, his toes lightly touched the ground, and his body retreated at the same speed, and at the same time, the Divine Sense Controller Phantom Blade and the Golden Spirit Sword pursued from behind,

And the fire cloud gourd above his head spewed out large red mist in the torrential rain.

It is said that water overcomes fire, and in such a heavy rainstorm, this red mist should be quickly washed away, but the result is the opposite, as the red halo emerges, the surrounding rain seems to turn into dry firewood, and it is ignited in an instant.

"Boom~"

Orange-red flames, mixed with a rolling heat wave, hit Xiong Zhengyu's face, and at the same time, a large area of mist rose, enveloping the vicinity.

However, this fog was ordinary water vapor, and it did not hinder the people present, Xiong Zhengyu faced the burning flames, waved his halberd, and the strong wind rushed out of a two-meter-wide passage.

Rush into it without stopping.

But when he was halfway into the sea of fire, a certain pagoda appeared above his head out of thin air, and the huge force made him stumble in his running steps.

It was also at this time that the Phantom Blade and the Golden Spirit Sword appeared, one aimed at his neck and the other stabbed at the back of his heart.

"Not good~"

Xiong Zhengyu was shocked, he didn't expect that there would be a magic weapon.

In the normal foundation building period, it is normal to operate two magic weapons, three is already the limit, and four is the divine consciousness that can only be possessed in the later stage of foundation building.

And now, Hou Jiuming is in the early stage of foundation building, but he is manipulating four magic weapons at the same time.

Moreover, this magic weapon was able to affect his movements.

A Siamese monk mainly relies on strength, body, and speed to fight, and now, when his speed is limited, then he will be like a tiger pulling out his teeth, directly losing most of his advantage.

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that at this time, the attack of two high-grade magic weapons arrived.

Feeling a faint tingling pain in his neck and back of his heart, Xiong Zhengyu didn't dare to delay, and the alliance mobilized his mana to urge his body refining exercises.

"Hum~"

First, there was a red glow on the skin, and then a protective light appeared all over the body.

At the same time, his body also deflected as hard as he could, trying to dodge the fatal blow behind him.

It's complicated, but it's just a moment.

At this time, Xiong Zhengyu's body was only one palm away.

It was also this slight deviation that allowed him to escape.

The Phantom Blade grazed his neck, leaving a shallow wound, but before the bleeding could come, the muscles at the wound squirmed and forced it shut.

At the same time, the golden sword also stabbed him in the body.

"呲~"

Although Xiong Zhengyu tried his best to move, the speed of the magic weapon was too fast, and he only had time to dodge the fatal point, but he could not dodge the attack of the Golden Spirit Sword. After a soft sound,

The Jin Jing Sword didn't enter half of it, stabbed his lungs, and the remaining strength disappeared and stuck on Xiong Zhengyu's body.

"Poof~" A mouthful of blood didn't hold back and spurted out of his mouth.

However, as the blood spurted out, Xiong Zhengyu's body also felt a little better, "Very good, since you broke through the foundation building period, you were the first to let -

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"Whoosh~Whoosh~Whoosh~"

Xiong Zhengyu was about to say two cruel words, but before he finished speaking, a rapid sound of breaking the air sounded.

I didn't know when countless petals appeared, and some of them had already hit the golden sword and the hilt like a beaded thread.

"When~" was immediately pushed forward by the card owner's Jin Jing Sword, interrupting what Xiong Zhengyu wanted to say, this is not the end, and the petals that followed one after another, without a hint of pause, all hit the Jin Jing Sword.

In just an instant, the entire Golden Spirit Sword was completely submerged into Xiong Zhengyu's body.

And the petals burrowed into it along the wound.

"Hou Daoyou and slow ......"

"Poof~" Dozens of petals with bright red blood shot out from Xiong Zhengyu's body, causing what he wanted to say to be interrupted again.

Looking at the dozens of holes on his body in disbelief, Xiong Zhengyu was silent, and the memories of the past flowed quickly in his mind.

Orion was born, he worked hard from snacks, and finally married a wife and had children, but he was killed by a gentleman and captured the flag, hunted outside, escaped a catastrophe, and accidentally got a fairy fate,

With the obsession in his heart, he was tortured and stepped into the fairy road.

After cultivating and finding a wife, he found that everything was already wrong and he was used to living a rich life, so he would be willing to live with him as a poor ghost.

Even, told the news of him to the gentleman.

In the desolation, Xiong Zhengyu killed the whole family of seventy-six people, and finally ended his wife's life with his own hands.

The red dust is gone, and the heart has no worries, and since then he has pursued immortality.

"My immortality is over here." As soon as he finished saying this, he felt the world spin for a while, and then a familiar headless corpse appeared in his sight.

Before his consciousness fell silent, a thought appeared in Xiong Zhengyu's heart.

"This is me."

"Whoosh~"

Before Xiong Zhengyu's head hit the ground, a rapid sound of breaking the air sounded in the rain, Hou Jiuming looked up, only to see that Liyan was wrapped in a layer of light, and fled in the direction of Qianlong City without looking back.