"How's it going, are you still comfortable?"

With a slightly playful expression on his face, Yuan Tao mocked: "Are you still convinced? ”

Shen Xingliu held his head with one hand, and with the hand holding the knife, he hit his forehead twice with the handle of the knife, but it was to no avail, and his steps seemed to float a little.

He struggled to lift his eyes slightly, clenched his teeth, grinding in his mouth, and even blood oozed from his gums, slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Old fellow, you really have two brushes,"

Shen Xingliu refused to accept it and said: "Convincing? Fuck you. ”

"My life is up to me!"

As soon as the words fell, from the big cave of his body, scorching flames erupted, as if there was a crater in each cave.

The flames continued to scorch the arrows on his body, and miraculously, the arrows gradually disappeared, but his clothes were not damaged in the slightest.

"Look for death!"

Looking at Shen Xingliu, who was still fighting the trapped beast and not knowing it when he was dying, Yuan Tao's face became gloomy, and he stirred the tip of his pen and lightly swiped at the sky.

Suddenly, the weather that had been breezy and bleak quickly dimmed, and the black clouds rolled non-stop, covering most of the world inside the pen.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"

Urging the Sun True Scripture with all his might, Shen Xingliu looked up to the sky and roared, and the strong battle intent made him so dazzling, and two rounds of golden light clusters rotated endlessly in his chest.

At this moment, a drop of blood fell on the fire and merged with it.

Huo'er felt a touch of fire explode in his body, and this heat was much higher than the temperature of the flame, it was hot blood.

Bloody blood that lives to die!

It sensed its master's unyielding fighting intent, flapped its wings to the sky, and its screams resounded through the mountains, responding to Shen Xingliu's will.

At the same time, Huo'er and Shen Xingliu's wills were closely linked, and their bodies were each wrapped in a ball of light.

After a dazzling burst of light, the light clusters fused with each other, and the fire disappeared, but a pair of fire wings changed into a pair of fire wings, growing behind Shen Xingliu.

Shen Xingliu's short hair was a little longer, entangled in flames, standing up from root to root, and the flames on his body were constantly surging in all directions, like a small sun from a distance.

Now his strength is infinitely close to the sixth grade.

"Hmph, it's just that I used some secret methods to improve my strength, to see how long you can hold on."

The experience is as old as Yuan Tao, and he can see at a glance that this power does not really belong to him.

Lifting the judge's pen, he drew four vertical lines, forming four black tornadoes in front of him, rolling towards the target.

Shen Xingliu's eyes were a little hollow at this time, and the firelight overflowed from them, because the power was too strong, which had made him lose his sense of autonomy.

He looked at the black tornado that rolled in, slowly raised his knife-holding arm, stretched it out, and lightly attached the handle of the knife with his other hand.

The feathers on the fire wings on his back kept falling and merging into the black knife.

"Huh!"

When he swung a knife, it was not a sharp sword qi, nor a huge sword shadow, but a warm and fierce hot wind.

The wind was scattered here and there, many whole orange feathers, and then seven more swords were swung.

As soon as the heat breath was swung, it quickly climbed up the black tornado, dissipating a lot of power.

In the repeated explosions of the fire feathers, it disappeared invisibly.

"Good boy, you lost consciousness, how can you still be so strong?"

Yuan Tao couldn't help but sigh: "But it only stops there. ”

"Fall!"

High in the sky, in the tumbling black clouds, a huge black pen phantom was born, slowly falling.

Shen Xingliu raised his godless eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, rushed forward.

It seems that losing consciousness is still a bit of a disadvantage for fighting.

Yuan Tao shook his head, it seemed that another genius boy had fallen.

When Shen Xingliu flew halfway, he paused, his whole body was like an electric shock, it turned out to be his body, which had exceeded the limit of what he could bear.

The light and wings were gone, which was extremely dangerous, and a cloud of smoke erupted from his mouth, falling wordlessly from the sky.

This scene stunned Yuan Tao, but the black pen phantom did not stop falling.

And he slowly lowered his body and stepped on the canopy, intending to quietly watch the beautiful scenery of the black pen swallowing up Shen Xingliu.

......

At this moment, an old man looked around, and it was a big hand, and the air around him was taken by him, as if there was a black hole in his palm.

After a split second, he opened his palm, revealing an ice cube and flicked it with his fingers.

"Whew!"

A lump of ice flew away, and immediately broke the barrier of the world in the pen, and the castration continued, and at once it pierced the falling black pen and shot into the black clouds in the air.

For a while, the clouds cleared, and the sun shone in again.

I saw that the little wolf jumped up high, caught Shen Xingliu, stepped on the branch twice, and landed in the open space on the side.

At this time, Yuan Tao watched Shen Xingliu being rescued blankly, and his cloudy eyes flashed with past events.

"Life and death charms?!"

He muttered that he was not surprised that a small lump of ice could defeat the shadow of the pen.

The space inside the pen, after this blow, could no longer be supported, and the enchantment was easily broken in one fell swoop.

From outside the space, the old man carried Xiao Jifeng in his hand and flew over stepping on the leaves.

Yuan Tao saw someone coming and called softly: "Third brother, you are still here after all." ”

In the tone, there is helplessness and bitterness, you have become stronger again.

"Second Elder, no, no, let's call you Yuan Tao," Tang Huaishan gently stepped on the leaves at the top of the canopy, and Xiao Jifeng in his hand seemed to have no weight.

"After all, they've removed you."

He didn't care whether he was removed or not, and his emotions were slightly excited: "Third brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Alas, long time no see." Tang Huaishan didn't know what kind of mentality to face him, the hand behind his back opened and closed, and after repeating it a few times: "Are you a soft person or a Yu person?" ”

Yuan Tao laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "Does this matter, you and I have known each other since we were more than ten years old, and for fifty years, even I have forgotten who I am." ”

"It's okay, but you've regressed in the past fifty years, why did it take so long to be a junior."

The old man frowned and looked at Shen Xingliu, who was not in a good situation, and the little wolf was constantly rubbing his heart, eagerly calling out the other party's name.

And this had no effect on Shen Xingliu, who fell into a deep coma and rolled his eyes.

"Are you waiting for me?" Tang Huaishan pondered for a moment and asked.

"That's right, I was going to see you again before I returned home."

"You shouldn't have done anything to the wolf."

If he hadn't arrived early, I'm afraid the little wolf would have been killed by Vajra, and even so, he only killed one Vajra Nu, and one was beaten away.

"Well, how about we make a deal?" Tang Huaishan looked at the black pen in his hand opposite and asked.

Yuan Tao followed his gaze, naturally knowing his thoughts, the judge's pen is the secret treasure of the Tang Sect, and it is known as the four great treasures along with the Hades Order, the Life and Death Talisman, and the Protective Bead.

"This pen can be given to you, but you also have to hand over Xiao Jifeng to me."

He didn't have any nostalgia for the judge's pen, but he wanted to keep Xiao Jifeng, a disciple from the Darou royal family.

"Teacher, you don't have to worry about me, I don't believe that the Tang Sect dares to offend my Da Rou..."

"Shut up!"

Tang Huaishan pinched his shoulder and neck, and Xiao Jifeng then crooked his neck and fainted.

"One hand to the person, the other hand to the pen."

"Here's it."

Yuan Tao was anxious to check the status of his disciple, so he threw the judge's pen over.

And the other side also kept his promise, raised his arm, and threw the person in his hand over.

Taking the black pen, Tang Huaishan stroked the pen and did not move to deal with the person in front of him again.

Yuan Tao's internal force was drawn, and after gently catching Xiao Jifeng, he stretched out two fingers and probed the beating of the latter's neck, but fortunately there was no problem.

"Third brother, if you don't do it, then I'll leave," Yuan Tao helped his disciple, turned around and swept towards the north, leaving only a faint word in the air: "Don't do it!" ”

"Farewell..."

Tang Huaishan's life is really saying goodbye forever.

I haven't seen you for a long time, and when we meet, it's a separation, old friend, I hope you eat and sleep well in the future, and don't get involved in the fight again.

Fifty years of friendship, I didn't expect it to end up like this, and the next time we meet, we will be enemies.

"Old man, come quickly, the little brother is dying." Hachi hurriedly flew to the old man's side.

Tang Huaishan scolded with a smile: "You bird thief, don't you see that the old man is sad? ”

But having said that, he didn't delay any longer.

I just heard the little wolf say that Shen Xingliu is still the uncle of the Tang Sect.

Although the little wolf did not see the previous fight, he saw it clearly.

Putting aside the former, even for the strength and potential of this terrifying afterlife, Tang Huaishan can't let him fall.

After falling down, he walked forward quickly and asked the little wolf to help Shen Xingliu well.

Tang Huaishan squatted down and pointed at the latter's eyebrows.

"Bang!"

Now, Shen Xingliu's sea of consciousness resisted the invasion of external forces, and made a crisp sound, directly shaking his fingers open, and his fingertips were shaken painfully.

It seems that he is a little reckless, which is a bit rude, so he had to flick his finger helplessly.

However, this is just Shen Xingliu's unintentional move, and it should be saved.

I saw that Tang Huai flicked the black pen in his hand.

One stroke can be cut off to death, and one stroke can also be sentenced to life.

The judge's pen was slowly lifted by the black qi and floated in front of Shen Xingliu's forehead, he flipped his wrist, and the internal force broke out of his body.

A palm slapped in front of the pen in the air, under the traction of his internal force and the combined force of the black pen.

Shen Xingliu's sea of consciousness resisted, feeling that this force had no malice, and turned into obedience.

A small circle of light lit up in the center of his eyebrows, and its center was still black.

"Shw!"

Affected by this traction, wisps of black smoke overflowed from his eyebrows and were sucked into the body of the pen by the black pen.

The aperture gradually spreads towards the center until it becomes a perfect round of light, at which point the black qi is fully incorporated into the pen.

The sea of consciousness also stopped collapsing, and Shen Xingliu's spiritual sense slowly emerged from the great river of Tongtian, and there was still a fist-sized chicken cub lying on his chest.

Okochi escaped, a little blue light, and gently submerged into his body.

Shen Xingliu also gradually regained consciousness, but he was still unable to move.