Seeing him insulting his master, Shen Ling's face sank, he stretched out his hand and flicked it towards his belt, and there was a long sword with purple light in his hand, the long sword did not seem to be made of human things, it was like a thin crystal, and the purple light lingered all over his body, which was a primary magic weapon.

Seeing Shen Ling show another magic weapon, Zhou Haicang smiled greedily and said, "Daoist friends are worthy of coming down from the cultivation realm, and there are really enough treasures on his body." With that, he shook his wrist, and his sleeve robe slipped down, revealing a fiery red jade bracelet on his wrist, and then said arrogantly, "But as long as there is this heart-burning bracelet, you are definitely not my opponent." ”

Shen Ling didn't say a word, he approached Zhou Haicang like a floating cloud, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, the sword momentum flashed like a rainbow, and every time he swung his sword, a sword shot out.

Fang Ling was secretly surprised when he saw it, even if he was a martial artist in the Qi Realm, if he wanted to swing the Dao Gang, he would have to accumulate strength before he could exert it, every time the Dao Gang shot out, there was a certain time interval, even if it was the peak period, it would take at least three or four knives to condense into a Dao Gang.

However, like Shen Ling, it is almost unimaginable to take out the sword at high speed, and it can be seen that it should be the ability attached to that magic weapon.

Zhou Haicang sneered, with five fingers and a palm, one after another fire snakes flew out of the palm, Jian Gang and the fire snake collided with each other, blasting deep pits in the open space between the two, and suddenly the smoke and dust were billowing and the momentum was shocking.

Zhuo Shangchao and the others were dumbfounded, and even the four guards around Shen Ling couldn't help but be stunned, where is this battle between mortals, it is clearly a battle between two great immortals.

Zhou Haicang is just that, but Shen Ling has such a high cultivation at such a young age, it is simply unbelievable.

As soon as the battle between the two began, the entire cave shook even more, and Fang Ling also understood that Shen Ling was not modest, and his left hand was obviously not very smooth, and it was estimated that he really couldn't resist it for long.

He jumped up and flew towards the edge of the pool where the tiger Jiao was.

Old Mr. Ge had just dodged one of the claws of the tiger jiao, and was almost stuck to the wall by the wind of the claws, and when he saw Fang Ling coming, he hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, it's not that we don't help, this tiger Jiao is too powerful!"

Fang Ling smiled slightly and said, "I'm here to relieve you from the siege, don't fight with Tiger Jiao first, come back quickly!"

Old Man Kang smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, if we retreat, this guy will affect others." ”

Fang Ling Zhengse said: "This king guarantees that there will be no such situation, if a few people can trust this king, they will withdraw." ”

Everyone couldn't help but glance at each other, and there were doubts in their eyes, although the name of the King of Shicheng had recently spread all over the Chu Kingdom, and even the people of the two factions were talking about it, but it was too much to say that this tiger Jiao would not chase people and fight, but it was too much of a night's nest, and everyone threw its descendants into the pool, which made it very angry.

It's just that at this time, the eight people are also a little tired from fighting, and they know that if they continue to fight, they are afraid that they will not be able to hurt the tiger Jiao, but they will be so tired that they will lie down, so it is better to sell the king of Shicheng a favor.