Zhuxi Lane, the world is silent.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting off the fine rain, and the stagnant water on the ground was blown up.

The rain between heaven and earth was swept together by the wind, forming water arrows across the air.

"Go."

The sound of the three strings rose again.

The water arrows that stopped in mid-air were fired in an instant, flying deep into the alleyway.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The overwhelming rain of arrows struck, and the swordsman standing in place touched his hat.

He spat out a sword aura from his mouth.

Two in one life, two sword qi.

Two gives birth to three, three sword qi.

Three beings and all things, tens of thousands of sword qi.

The swordsman's mind moved, and tens of thousands of sword qi collided with the flying arrow rain, and the sword qi cut these rain arrows and slashed towards the black-clothed figure that appeared at the entrance of the alleyway.

The figure in black did not panic at all, he took out two yellow talismans from his sleeve, wiped them with his fingertips, and the paper talisman spontaneously combusted.

This person is the Daomen Fu Sect system.

A little spark came out of the dark night, and it was fleeting. Before the ashes fell, a gold-armored god appeared out of thin air, he stood in front of the old Tao, not angry and arrogant, and the golden light was shining.

The sword qi was blocked by the golden armor god, and the old way took one step, and appeared in front of the swordsman in the next moment.

"Old ghost Gu, I didn't expect it to be you." The swordsman smiled and asked, "Do you have to get along with a junior?" ”

"I have observed this person for a long time, and it was not until yesterday that I realized that there was a Dao fetus formed in his body, this person has intersected with the Red Dragon, it is my Taoist family matter, what are you mixing with a sword cultivator."

Lao Dao said coldly, he didn't know when he had caught eight paper talismans between his fingers, and he pushed his palms towards the swordsman.

Eight paper runes glow.

In every square inch, there was a sudden thunderstorm, and a purple lightning bolt fell, illuminating half of the sky.

Rumble!

Lao Dao pushed the swordsman and flew dozens of feet, thunder and lightning surrounded the two of them, and a scorching smell was permeated.

"The five thunder talismans of the Shangqing faction are really good, but why are you willing to be the dog of Taixuanshan?"

The swordsman chuckled softly, as if he didn't feel the pain, completely oblivious to the scorched flesh on his body. He hooked his fingers, and thousands of sword intents fell.

The sword qi cut off the thunder light, turned into a thick match, locked the old way, and drilled madly into his flesh.

"Hmph, carving insect skills, so it's mysterious." Lao Dao's eyes froze, and with a flick of his robe, most of the sword qi dispersed.

With another wave of his big sleeve, the universe turned upside down, and the remaining sword qi shattered and made a loud sound.

The swordsman's body was also covered by him, and he suddenly turned into a small person and was tucked in his cuffs.

"The Daomen sleeve is worthy of its name!" The voice came from his cuffs, and then countless violent sword qi tore through his sleeves.

The old way suffers pain and takes back his magical powers. Sticky blood stained his hands, dripping down his fingers.

The swordsman's expression was also a little sluggish, obviously it was not easy to break the secret method of the Dao Gate.

The two were helpless against each other and confronted each other silently.

At this time, Jiang Mian was sticking to the door, nervously listening to the movement outside the door.

On the other side, the Netherworld Demon came from the sky, and dozens of figures appeared in Pingkangfang, already fighting with the Qingtian Si monks, and the big demon entered Zhuxi Lane under the cover of the demons.

Qing Tiansi has heard that the Netherworld Demon is brainless and not good at scheming, but the fighting spirit is not much better than that of the Terran martial arts, so he has set up a heavenly killing array inside and outside Pingkangfang.

I really didn't expect that after staying underground for 800 years, the Netherworld Demon not only has good brainpower, but also practiced a technique of making holes.

The big demon took advantage of the scuffle and dug the hole to the door of Jiang Mian's house.

Gu Lao Dao just used one hand to temporarily cut off the connection between the swordsman and heaven and earth, and naturally also broke the connection between the swordsman and the sword array.

Without the protection of the sword array, the big demon kicked open the door of the Jiang family's courtyard.

Jiang Mian heard it clearly in the back room, and the rain suddenly fell into the courtyard, and he understood that the sword array was lifted.

The big demon had just kicked open the courtyard door at this time, and he opened the door wide.

Sou!

An arrow broke through the wind, and when he was caught off guard, the big man was hit by a sword in his chest, and the jade cutting force on the arrow broke through his skin and pierced into the flesh and blood.

Jiang Mian's arrow was headed towards the door of the brain, even if it was a martial artist in the Second Realm Forging Bone Realm, if he didn't open the copper skin, he would be pierced through the skull by this arrow.

The big man has the advantage of body size, and he himself is also the third realm in the Netherworld Demon cultivation system, with rough skin and thick flesh.

"Roar!"

The big demon took an arrow when he opened the door, and his heart was depressed, and he wanted to stride forward and tear apart the body of the human race.

But then he thought that before the boss left, he specially instructed him to act this time to affect the future of the Netherworld, and asked him to be very cautious and not reckless.

"Don't be reckless!" The big demon repeated the boss's words in his heart.

"This little needle-like arrow just scratched a little bit of my skin, the opponent's strength should be a realm, a realm of human race, and it can't hold a move in front of me."

At this moment, he just needs to get close to that damn Terran, slap him in the face, and finally carry him to the hole and go straight to the Nine Shadows.

The big demon man worked hard to analyze the situation, he was the most skilled demon in the Nether Demon Clan, the patriarch and the clansmen gave him this difficult task, and he must not make a mistake.

A hint of smugness appeared on the demon's face, imagining the weak Terran trembling in the room.

It was late at night, and the big demon spat out a trace of black mist from his mouth, and he wanted the Terran to lose his vision, and he was able to find the Terran with his naturally excellent sense of smell.

The only glimmer of moonlight was also shrouded in black mist, and the surrounding area was completely lost, and the big demon raised his feet.

Jingle bells!

The sound of bells is clearly and harshly.

Sou!

An arrow came again, with a pop, this time to his left arm.

The big demon was furious, and he just thought that this damn Terran blind cat had bumped into a dead mouse.

He took a bigger step, not believing that the Terran could still find his place.

Jingle bells!

The big demon's trouser leg touched another cotton thread, touching the bell on it.

And he also slipped under his feet, but fortunately he was very stable and did not fall.

Sou!

A flame flew over.

"Is this Terran a Taoist priest or a mystic?" The big man hasn't reacted yet.

The rocket landed right in the bottom of his foot.

In an instant, the oil ignited, and the flames rushed to his trouser leg in an instant, and a sharp pain followed.

Under the light of the fire, I saw a young man with a handsome face drawing a knife and rushing over.

The big man cultivated to the three realms, his qi flowed, shook the flames, and took out a big knife in his hand.

"Come on!" He shouted angrily.

The boy suddenly laughed.

This was the last picture the big demon sees, and the boy's smile is so bright.

His hands holding the knife suddenly let go of one.

The big demon's eyes widened angrily, and he was about to lift his knife.

The powder in the sky suddenly struck, and he didn't have time to react.

Immediately, there was a burning pain in his eyes, followed by the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh.

The neck is slightly cool.

Blood beads, blooming like flowers.