The young monk asked him to lead the way to find the Spirit Grass, and whether he found it or not, he would not let him go in the end.

Since this is the case, Xu Ping has to gamble!

"Immortal Master, there is ...... ahead"

Xu Ping's old trick was repeated, and when the young monk looked up, a bully fist slammed into the young monk's chest.

With a "bang", he didn't see the young monk die, but Xu Ping's fist was shaken open, which surprised Xu Ping.

"Hehe, I've been on guard against you for a long time!"

The young monk sneered, twisting a piece of talisman paper in his hand, and a transparent protective cover appeared on him.

"Vajra Talisman!" Xu Ping had seen such a rune paper, and Xu Heliang and Xu Hexiu had used it when they were fighting the Eight Demon Beasts, and the Eight Demon Beasts had launched countless water arrows that could not penetrate it.

"I didn't think you would have such an insight, but it's too late, this is your future burial place."

After speaking, the young monk recited a spell, preparing to launch the fireball technique, which would turn Xu Ping's entire person into ashes.

But where would Xu Ping let him release the fireball, strode forward, and launched a fierce attack on the young monk.

At first, the young monk was startled, and when he saw Xu Ping doing useless work, he laughed and recited the incantation.

In an instant, Xu Ping punched hundreds of times in a row, and the fight was clanging, but he still couldn't break this king eight shells.

At this time, the young monk had completed the spell, and a fist-sized fireball came out from the tip of his finger.

Xu Ping immediately stopped his attack and avoided it far from the back.

"Go!"

The young monk let out a low roar and threw the fireball at Xu Ping.

Looking at the speeding fireball, Xu Ping seemed to see death, but he had to resist it, and in a hurry, he took out the flying sword from his arms, stood it in front of him, and slashed at the fireball.

The "pop" flying sword collided with the fireball, and the fireball flew out in all directions.

There was nothing wrong with the flying sword, but the sparks of the flying sword splashed on Xu Ping's body, and suddenly it was blazing.

"Ahh Xu Ping rolled on the ground in pain.

"Not dead yet!" The young monk was amazed, in the past, his fireball technique was indestructible and unprofitable, but now he was blocked by this mortal with a short sword.

"Come again!" The young monk continued to unleash the fireball technique.

After Xu Ping extinguished the fire on his body, he stood up with a grin, although the person did not die, he seemed to be roasted, his whole body was in pain, and there was a little smell of barbecue.

Seeing that the young monk recited the incantation again, Xu Ping didn't care about the pain, pounced on it, and attacked the young monk with a flying sword.

A sword, a sword, another sword......

Xu Ping didn't know how many swords he had chopped, and when he saw the fireball in the young monk's hand, he hurriedly and quickly fled away.

"Go!" With a low roar from the young monk, a fireball with a big head of money flew towards Xu Ping.

At this time, Xu Ping was already ready to use the flying sword to resist again, the young monk smiled slyly, pinched his fingers, and the fireball suddenly turned around when it was about to reach Xu Ping's chest, directly bypassing the flying sword, and flew towards Xu Ping's left arm.

"Ahh Xu Ping hurriedly swung his sword, but he was still one step too late. Hit by a fireball on his left arm, the man was knocked far away.

The fireball suddenly filled Xu Ping's body.

No matter how you look at it, Xu Ping is hopeless.

The young monk asked him to lead the way to find the Spirit Grass, and whether he found it or not, he would not let him go in the end.

Since this is the case, Xu Ping has to gamble!

"Immortal Master, there is ...... ahead"

Xu Ping's old trick was repeated, and when the young monk looked up, a bully fist slammed into the young monk's chest.

With a "bang", he didn't see the young monk die, but Xu Ping's fist was shaken open, which surprised Xu Ping.

"Hehe, I've been on guard against you for a long time!"

The young monk sneered, twisting a piece of talisman paper in his hand, and a transparent protective cover appeared on him.

"Vajra Talisman!" Xu Ping had seen such a rune paper, and Xu Heliang and Xu Hexiu had used it when they were fighting the Eight Demon Beasts, and the Eight Demon Beasts had launched countless water arrows that could not penetrate it.

"I didn't think you would have such an insight, but it's too late, this is your future burial place."

After speaking, the young monk recited a spell, preparing to launch the fireball technique, which would turn Xu Ping's entire person into ashes.

But where would Xu Ping let him release the fireball, strode forward, and launched a fierce attack on the young monk.

At first, the young monk was startled, and when he saw Xu Ping doing useless work, he laughed and recited the incantation.

In an instant, Xu Ping punched hundreds of times in a row, and the fight was clanging, but he still couldn't break this king eight shells.

At this time, the young monk had completed the spell, and a fist-sized fireball came out from the tip of his finger.

Xu Ping immediately stopped his attack and avoided it far from the back.

"Go!"

The young monk let out a low roar and threw the fireball at Xu Ping.

Looking at the speeding fireball, Xu Ping seemed to see death, but he had to resist it, and in a hurry, he took out the flying sword from his arms, stood it in front of him, and slashed at the fireball.

The "pop" flying sword collided with the fireball, and the fireball flew out in all directions.

There was nothing wrong with the flying sword, but the sparks of the flying sword splashed on Xu Ping's body, and suddenly it was blazing.

"Ahh Xu Ping rolled on the ground in pain.

"Not dead yet!" The young monk was amazed, in the past, his fireball technique was indestructible and unprofitable, but now he was blocked by this mortal with a short sword.

"Come again!" The young monk continued to unleash the fireball technique.

After Xu Ping extinguished the fire on his body, he stood up with a grin, although the person did not die, he seemed to be roasted, his whole body was in pain, and there was a little smell of barbecue.

Seeing that the young monk recited the incantation again, Xu Ping didn't care about the pain, pounced on it, and attacked the young monk with a flying sword.

A sword, a sword, another sword......

Xu Ping didn't know how many swords he had chopped, and when he saw the fireball in the young monk's hand, he hurriedly and quickly fled away.

"Go!" With a low roar from the young monk, a fireball with a big head of money flew towards Xu Ping.

At this time, Xu Ping was already ready to use the flying sword to resist again, the young monk smiled slyly, pinched his fingers, and the fireball suddenly turned around when it was about to reach Xu Ping's chest, directly bypassing the flying sword, and flew towards Xu Ping's left arm.

"Ahh Xu Ping hurriedly swung his sword, but he was still one step too late. Hit by a fireball on his left arm, the man was knocked far away.

The fireball suddenly filled Xu Ping's body.

No matter how you look at it, Xu Ping is hopeless.

The young monk asked him to lead the way to find the Spirit Grass, and whether he found it or not, he would not let him go in the end.

Since this is the case, Xu Ping has to gamble!

"Immortal Master, there is ...... ahead"

Xu Ping's old trick was repeated, and when the young monk looked up, a bully fist slammed into the young monk's chest.

With a "bang", he didn't see the young monk die, but Xu Ping's fist was shaken open, which surprised Xu Ping.

"Hehe, I've been on guard against you for a long time!"

The young monk sneered, twisting a piece of talisman paper in his hand, and a transparent protective cover appeared on him.

"Vajra Talisman!" Xu Ping had seen such a rune paper, and Xu Heliang and Xu Hexiu had used it when they were fighting the Eight Demon Beasts, and the Eight Demon Beasts had launched countless water arrows that could not penetrate it.

"I didn't think you would have such an insight, but it's too late, this is your future burial place."

After speaking, the young monk recited a spell, preparing to launch the fireball technique, which would turn Xu Ping's entire person into ashes.

But where would Xu Ping let him release the fireball, strode forward, and launched a fierce attack on the young monk.

At first, the young monk was startled, and when he saw Xu Ping doing useless work, he laughed and recited the incantation.

In an instant, Xu Ping punched hundreds of times in a row, and the fight was clanging, but he still couldn't break this king eight shells.

At this time, the young monk had completed the spell, and a fist-sized fireball came out from the tip of his finger.