"I can't help myself!" Lao Dao didn't care whether a corpse could understand him or not, he muttered a few words to himself, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at the ancestor of the Xiao family like a poisonous snake.

The timing of the existence above the martial realm was quite in place, and this sword stabbed directly into the chest, but it was difficult to advance an inch, and the body of the ancestor of the Xiao family was like being beaten with iron, and it was extremely hard.

"Die!" Lao Dao's eyes were fierce, and after a thousandth of a moment of surprise, a dark red blood light appeared in his heart again, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly skyrocketed, his strength soared several levels, and the sword in his hand was several times sharper, and he suddenly broke a hole in the chest of the ancestor of the Xiao family.

"What kind of power is this?" Zhao Yun couldn't comprehend the sudden change of the old way, and secretly thought that Xu was a special ability that everyone in the martial realm possessed.

The ancestor of the Xiao family didn't know the pain, but the damage in his chest still made him feel angry, and just when Lao Dao wanted to continue moving forward, he spewed out a large mouthful of hundred-year-old corpse qi towards Lao Dao and blocked the sword and started hand-to-hand combat.

"Bang bang bang!" The iron palm and the long sword kept colliding, the ancestor of the Xiao family Xu is old arms and legs had not moved for a long time, and he was still at a disadvantage at the beginning, but the more he fought, the smoother he became, on the other hand, the old Tao was already unstable, and he fought with a corpse that did not know the pain and was not afraid of life and death, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, and the more he fought, the more he fell. Although he couldn't stop the ancestor of the Xiao family if he wanted to go, where would he be willing, whether it was a stone bead or a demon meteorite, he couldn't bear it.

"I'm going to have to deal with that kid first!" Lao Dao caught a glimpse of Zhao Yun who was ringing the bell leisurely on the side, and he was angry, and he captured the thief first, so he deliberately controlled the battlefield and slowly moved to Zhao Yun's side.

"Ghosted!" Seeing that the time was ripe, Lao Dao threw out a move, and the sword light instantly differentiated into dozens of lights and shadows, and there were ghosts and shadows in each light and shadow, and for a while, the surrounding yin qi was permeated, and the ground was full of black mist.

Lao Dao and the ancestor of the Xiao family have lost their traces, and only ghost shadows with hideous expressions are left in Zhao Yun's eyes, flying towards him with teeth and claws, I don't know if it is the environment or the sword qi.

"Little ghost, fight me!" Lao Dao's move was originally aimed at Zhao Yun, although his sword intent could not make the Xiao family ancestor hallucinate, but he was confident that Zhao Yun would not be able to escape.

"It's over!" The ancestor of the Xiao family turned around gorgeously and staggered the ancestor of the Xiao family, and the long sword instantly stabbed at Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun in his eyes looked frightened at this time, his footsteps were floating, and the bell in his hand was swaying, obviously he had been hit.

Just when his sword was only half an inch away from Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun in a trance suddenly fixed his gaze, and then moved half a step to the right side, originally this half step was useless to Lao Dao, his sword could still move and hit, but Zhao Yun was behind a huge golden snake head appeared out of thin air, and then faced the stunned Lao Dao is a mouthful of cold water.

Lao Dao obviously didn't expect such a change, in order to save spiritual power, he had already removed the blood light of the body, and it was too late to open it at this time, the cold pool water directly washed him back a few meters, and continued to spray, no way, who made the golden snake's belly have a relatively large capacity.

"How can it be!" The hatred in Lao Dao's heart, the blood light in his heart lit up again, the qi and blood in his body surged, and he struggled to force the cold qi out of his body, followed by holding the sword flower in his hand, and formed a sword qi barrier in front of him to block the saliva of the golden snake.

Before Lao Dao could calm down, a fierce murderous machine struck, the old corpse claws of the ancestor of the Xiao family had already been attached to the back of his neck, and the nails were pinched into the flesh, but after being stained with the blood of the old Dao, the fingers of the ancestor of the Xiao family actually emitted black smoke, and the skin that was harder than steel was melted into a large area.

Lao Dao originally sneered at the corner of his mouth, despising dead people in his heart to be dead people, and he couldn't understand his blood poison, but he couldn't laugh for long, because the ancestor of the Xiao family didn't stop or retreat at all, and the shriveled muscles were constantly dissolved, and the five fingers continued to penetrate into Lao Dao's flesh and blood.

This is the back of the neck, and if you go a little deeper, the old neck will be broken.

"Ahh Lao Dao screamed, and an incomparably strong blood light erupted from his body and shocked the Xiao family ancestor out, only to see that his eyes were crimson at this time, a layer of dark red light appeared on the surface of his body, and his breath became unprecedentedly cold, without any threatening words, but it made Zhao Yun feel cold.

"Knock knock knock ......" A strong and powerful heartbeat came from Lao Dao's chest, instantly causing the blood flow in Zhao Yun's body to stagnate, and his heart trembled unstoppably.

"Do you know what realm is above the martial realm?" Lao Dao looked at Zhao Yun gloomily and continued: "Today, I will let you see what a general is!" ”

"......Gurgling" Zhao Yun swallowed his saliva, barely squeezed out a little smile and said, "There is no room for negotiation?" ”

"What do you say?"

"Come on, then!" As he spoke, Zhao Yun was about to step forward with the spear in his hand, but Lao Dao was not confused by him, but slashed behind him with a sword at will, blasting the ancestor of the Xiao family who was about to sneak attack out, and the old corpse had an extra wound more than an inch deep on his abdomen.

Looking at the wound on his abdomen, the Xiao family ancestor's dull gaze actually showed a confused look.

"Sword ......"

"What?" Zhao Yun clearly heard a syllable coming out of the mouth of the ancestor of the Xiao family, but he was really not sure, it must be a person who has been dead for an unknown number of years, and now he is just a walking corpse, how can he speak?

"Sword ......"

But immediately after another sound, Zhao Yun was sure that the ancestor of the Xiao family really spoke, let alone him, even the old man frowned, and couldn't understand what was going on.

"Could it be a real resurrection?"

"Impossible!" Lao Dao didn't want to believe it, and just as he was thinking, Zhao Yun took out Xiao Chao's sword from the stone bead and threw it at the ancestor of the Xiao family.

Sensing the breath of the sword, the ancestor of the Xiao family stepped out and grabbed the long sword in his hand, perhaps because the descendants of the Xiao family wore the sword, and when he met the ancestor of the Xiao family, he actually let out a sword sound.

"Brush!" Lao Dao waved out a blood-colored sword light, wanting to try whether the ancestor of the Xiao family really had consciousness or pretended to be a ghost, the latter did not disappoint him, the sword he had just gotten in his hand was slashed out, and a sword qi with rigidity swept out, smashing the blood-colored sword light to pieces.

"Xiao Yu Swordsmanship ......" Zhao Yun recognized at a glance that this must be the Xiao Yu swordsmanship of the Xiao family, but the artistic conception in the sword is much stronger than Xiao Chao's, and this estimate is only a little fragmentary memory of this corpse, if the living Xiao Yu uses it, I am afraid that the power will be more than a hundred times greater.

"Demon Meteorite ......" Lao Dao muttered a sentence in his mouth, and rushed towards the Xiao family ancestor with his sword, his interest in this corpse was already greater than Zhao Yun's.

"Gollum!" A scene that made Zhao Yun extremely distressed appeared, the ancestor of the Xiao family actually swallowed the demon meteorite into his stomach in one bite, although this thing didn't know what it was for, but listening to the meaning of the old Tao must be very involved, and if it was swallowed by the ancestor of the Xiao family, I don't know if I can spit it out.

"Forget it, fate matters, anyway, there is more than this in the world of demon meteorites......" Zhao Yun comforted himself and continued to look at the center of the battle.

I saw that after the ancestor of the Xiao family swallowed the demon meteorite, a layer of black light appeared on his body, which was quite similar to the blood light of the old way.

"Bang!" The swords of both sides clashed together, blood on one side and drizzle on the other, and they were evenly matched under one blow, but it was clear that this was only the beginning.

Lao Dao flipped in the air and slashed down with a sword in both hands, and the majestic killing intent condensed the sword qi between the lines, leaving a blood-colored imprint in the void, in Zhao Yun's opinion, what was cut was not a sword, but a blood-colored river, and the unstable stones on the surrounding walls were shaken and rolled down one after another by the overflowing sword qi.

The Xiao family ancestor's gaze returned to sluggishness, but the sword in his hand was extremely dexterous, the sword in his hand came out, the water vapor in the air condensed, and the sword qi rushed to the sky in reverse, and in a blink of an eye, he heard the sound of the wind and rain, and the blood qi in the sky rushed violently, forming two obvious dividing lines in mid-air, one red and one white.

The old Dao sword body flipped over, and there was a ghost shadow in the blood-colored sword qi that pounced on the ancestor of the Xiao family with teeth and claws, the ghost shadow was extremely fast, and it floated in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the ancestor of the Xiao family turned the hilt of the sword, and the sword qi turned into a rain blade to slash the ghost shadow.

Lao Dao took out several swords in a row, and the surrounding several zhang became a bloody color, and the Dao Dao blood light tore through the void and slashed towards the ancestor of the Xiao family from different directions.

Zhao Yun watched it quite enjoyable, he was confident that he couldn't resist any of these swords, and he could be split in half in an instant.

The ancestor of the Xiao family was extremely calm, following the exact same moves, he also took out several swords in a row, the difference was that the sword qi turned into a thunderous storm to cover the space in front of him, no matter how rampant your blood light was, it was drowned in the rain.