Li Daoxuan has a ruthlessness in his bones, even if the other party is a living person and not a demon, but since he first snatched the demon pill and killed himself, then Li Daoxuan did not let him go.

If you don't die if you fight a snake, you will have troubles, either you don't do it, or you don't do it!

"Slash!"

Li Daoxuan stabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest in the heart with a sword, this sword was fast and ruthless, with his determination to kill.

Clang!

Sparks flickered, and a black long sword blocked Li Daoxuan's fish intestine sword.

When the little Taoist priest saw that the master was frozen, he stepped forward and took the sword.

The little Taoist took a few steps back, his arm was slightly numb, and he was secretly surprised by the other party's strength, but he didn't know that Li Daoxuan had always insisted on cultivating "Purple Qi Nourishing Yuan Gong", collecting purple qi to refine his body, and his physical body had long been different from what it used to be.

"You want to stop me?"

Li Daoxuan sneered, that middle-aged Taoist priest was a cultivator in the middle of the Bigu Valley, and he was still fixed by him and fell behind, not to mention a little Taoist priest who had not entered the realm of Bigu?

The fish intestine sword in his hand was waved again and again, or straight stab, or horizontally, or vertically, Li Daoxuan and the little Taoist fought together, competing in swordsmanship.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang......

Sparks flickered, and the sound of gold and iron colliding was endless.

The little Taoist priest was defeated and retreated, his mouth was broken, his hands were dripping with blood, and he was obviously at an absolute disadvantage in the competition of strength.

What makes him even more distressed is that the sword he has practiced since he was a child now has sword marks, and it is obviously not as sharp as the fish intestine sword.

But he has been practicing swords since he was a child, and his swordsmanship is very exquisite, although Li Daoxuan has the upper hand, he can't take him down for a while.

The talisman trembled, and under the impact of the middle-aged Taoist's mana, it was already about to fall off.

Li Daoxuan snorted coldly, urged all his body's strength and mana, and slashed at the little Taoist!

Clang!

The little Taoist's hands holding the sword trembled, and the black long sword in his hand flew out, and he had already taken it off.

Then Li Daoxuan ignored the little Taoist priest with a depressed face, but came to the middle-aged Taoist priest with his sword and stabbed it out!

Burst!

Blood splattered, and the fish intestine sword stabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest in the shoulder.

Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, because he was aiming at the other party's heart, but in the end, he was dodged by it and stabbed in the shoulder.

The talisman fell, losing its mana.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes flashed with rage, he never thought that he would be forced to this point by a junior, and he almost died!

"I'll kill you!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest took a deep breath, his body was full of qi and blood, and then a punch was blasted, and a sonic boom sounded.

Rumble!

Li Daoxuan's body flew upside down, flew dozens of feet, and finally hit a boulder before falling to the ground.

Click!

The boulder that was hit by Li Daoxuan was crawling with cracks, like a spider's web.

"Ahem!"

Li Daoxuan got up from the ground with the fish intestine sword, and he was not too seriously injured, because the amulet was lit up just now, blocking most of the damage for him.

Even so, he felt that his five organs were shaking, and he coughed a few times before he felt better.

He was shocked in his heart, is this the divine power in the middle of the Bigu Valley?

Master once said that in the early stage of Bigu, you can be full of energy forever, and in the middle stage of Bigu, you can break through the Jiang Palace, where is the center of qi and blood.

Now it seems that Master's words are indeed true, this middle-aged Taoist priest is in the middle of Bigu, and the punch just now is incredibly powerful, I'm afraid that even a tiger can't stand that punch.

Boom!

The crimson sword rose again, swallowing sword qi like flames, faintly converging into the shape of a fiery dragon.

The middle-aged Taoist priest had a murderous intent in his heart, and he had already urged the secret to completely kill Li Daoxuan!

But Li Daoxuan showed a hint of a smile.

Looking at that smile, for some reason the middle-aged Taoist priest's heart was inexplicably cold.

Under the moonlight, a five-thunder talisman was attached to the side of the middle-aged Taoist priest, which was very hidden.

Although Li Daoxuan was punched just now, it was not that he did nothing, and at the last moment, he posted a five-thunder talisman.

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, watch the poor Dao behead you!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the red sword was like a dragon, shooting towards Li Daoxuan, and the speed was a few points faster than before.

Li Daoxuan didn't have the idea of dodging, he pinched the Heavenly Thunder Seal in his hand and recited the mantra silently.

"Five thunders and five thunders, Huang Ning is in a hurry, the chaos changes, the roar of lightning is fast, the sound of the sun is coming quickly, and the urgency is like a law!"

Bang!

Dark clouds appeared in the sky, and then a cyan thunderbolt as thick as an arm fell, slashing towards the middle-aged Taoist priest's head, like a heavenly punishment!

For a moment, the thunder and sword lights reflected each other, lighting up the night sky.

There was a hint of shock in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, he finally recognized this talisman, this five thunder talisman of the Heavenly Master Dao of Dragon and Tiger Mountain!

This kid turned out to be the descendant of Longhu Mountain!

At this moment, a strong sense of remorse appeared in his heart, Longhu Mountain is famous for protecting his shortcomings, although he has some fame in Wanshou Palace, where can it be compared with Longhu Mountain?

Moreover, the other party actually comprehended the Five Thunder Fu, presumably in Dragon and Tiger Mountain, he is definitely a genius disciple!

But no matter who the other party is, they are all ready to shoot at the moment, and they have to send it!

Recite!

The crimson sword blade turned, no longer stabbing at Li Daoxuan, but stabbing at the cyan thunder.

In the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist, he is a monk in the middle of the middle of the valley, and it is really not cost-effective to exchange his life for his life.

Rumble!

The sword qi collided with the thunder, making a huge buzzing sound, making people's eardrums hurt and their heads dizzy.

An invisible air flow rippled out, the gravel was like rain, and the dust was flying, making Li Daoxuan unable to open his eyes.

A long sword flew and swirled in the air, and finally plunged right in front of Li Daoxuan.

It was the middle-aged Taoist priest's crimson flying sword!

At this moment, the flying sword was a little dim, and there was still a trace of scorched black marks on the sword, which was obviously not lightly slashed by the heavenly thunder.

Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up, and his hand slapped the Three Realms.

Collect it for me!

The flying sword trembled, as if it wanted to struggle, but in the end it was to no avail, and it was collected into the Three Realms.

Li Daoxuan showed a smile in his eyes, this flying sword is a good treasure, it should have surpassed the magic weapon and belongs to the magic weapon level.

I don't know how many years this sword has been cultivated by the middle-aged Taoist priest with mana, and how much effort has been poured into it, so that it has the edge it has today, and in terms of value, it is far above the yellow-skinned demon pill!

Earned, earned, earned!

Just as Li Daoxuan took away the flying sword, an angry shout sounded.

"Shaft, dare to steal my flying sword!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes widened angrily, and his heart was extremely anxious, just now, he suddenly couldn't feel the connection with the flying sword, which frightened him.

For a sword cultivator like him, the flying sword is his lifeblood, and he must not lose it!

"Steal?"

Li Daoxuan smiled and said, "Treasures, those who are destined to get it, this is what you taught me, Daoist, why, I forgot it so quickly?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist was so angry that he almost vomited blood, this is what he said personally after taking away the demon pill, but he didn't expect it to be returned by the other party intact.

"Give me back the sword, I can give you the demon pill!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest said angrily: "Otherwise, the poor Taoist will definitely not let you go!" ”

Li Daoxuan laughed and mocked: "That demon pill was originally mine, you exchange my things for it, Dao Chief, this wishful thinking is too good." ”