The common people in the town have long heard of the various miracles of the cultivators on the mountain, but it is the first time to watch the immortals fight at close range like today, which is really fresh.

The old man and the young man, the fairy law and the fists and feet are frequent, the fists are to the flesh, one after another, no matter how wonderful the opera is, it is not as good as today, for this reason, many townspeople who are not too big to see the excitement have gathered at the railing, drinking turbid wine, eating peanut side dishes, and watching this immortal battle with great interest.

The orthodox sect genealogy of the Great Qi Immortal Master must be controlled by the court, no matter how bullish you are, if you don't obey, the court has its own way to make you unable to eat and walk around. At the moment, many people are tired of it, and the house collapsed, so they simply held their children and watched the gods fight.

At the moment of the great enemy, Li Sheng floated on the water, and there were words in his mouth. The aura from all directions poured into his qi mansion like a mountain of seas.

"True Yuan is one, boil water away from the fire!" He shouted, and the river under his feet, the raging flames were not extinguished, and in the exclamations of the common people, he transformed into a flame skeleton holding a flaming knife, and slowly killed Xia Ze.

The young man looked as usual, his body was as vigorous as a dragon, his steps were fast, and he was galloping on the water like a dragonfly.

The flame skeleton swept out a knife violently, and a flame sword qi stabbed Xia Ze directly.

The river water was evaporated by the heat of this sword qi, and a white mist suddenly filled it, Xia Ze jumped high, reversed his body in mid-air, and flashed this blow at almost the slightest distance, and then blasted a huge thump, bombarding the skull.

The skeleton was connected to the old man's mind, staggered back three steps, and stabilized his body with a big knife, on the contrary, Li Sheng behind him was already bleeding from his mouth and nose.

He regretted in his heart, it was already difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, so he had to put his fingers together and blow lightly on the spiritual energy, and the flame skeleton finally raised a few points higher, and the fire on his body was even stronger.

The strange thing is that Li Sheng's every move is completely synchronized with the skeleton, he is intoxicated, like a drunk swaying his body, the flame skeleton is also swaying, stumbling on the water surface, and a few green smoke rises from the water surface.

The ghost-headed broadsword, the firelight climbed to the peak, chilling a large area of water under the night sky.

Li Sheng shouted, and slashed down, and on the surface of the water between Xia Ze and him, there was a red energy, and the sword qi was vast, slowly killing Xia Ze.

Xia Ze's mind moved, and the Eight Desolation Sword flew in his palm, his feet one after the other, and he suddenly reversed the sword, and the silver and red sword qi that did not lose the skull sword qi was intertwined, shaking the entire river like boiling water.

The two qi collided heavily, and in an instant, the river in the town that could not pass the adult man actually retreated in both directions along the downstream and against the current, and the fish and shrimp at the bottom of the water collapsed weakly on the waterless masonry.

The strong whirlwind, mixed with moist moisture, swept away, blowing the people of Yuqiao Town who were watching around and fell to the ground.

Xia Ze slammed his fist on the flame skeleton again, knocking him back five or six steps with one punch, calmly slapping away the flames burning on his shoulder, unharmed.

Li Sheng's side, forcibly stabilizing the red skeleton, he looked at his hands in disbelief, the tiger's mouth was covered with shocking wounds, and red blood slipped from the root of his palm.

He looked at the people with different expressions on both sides of the strait, some watched the excitement, some scolded, and exchanged ears, in this embarrassing situation, he had no reason to generate a burst of anger, so he scolded the mother, waved his big hand, and the ghost head knife in the hand of the flame skeleton spun out.

The firelight reflected people's faces red, and the rotating big knife, like a life-urging charm, planted indescribable fear in the hearts of onlookers.

At the moment of life and death, another red light flew out from the river, drawing a red line in the sky, and when the big knife was about to grind the crowd into pulp, it fell in front of the crowd, and suddenly let out a domineering sword roar.

After a while, the ghost-headed broadsword comparable to the murder weapon of the king of Hades was scattered all over the ground like a burned-out gray charcoal fire.

On the river, the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, trembling slightly, and even with the huge flame skeleton, the light dimmed a little.

The river returned to calm, Xia Ze walked slowly, and every time he took a step, the water surface under his feet naturally formed a hollow, and even his toes were not sticky.

Li Sheng's teeth clicked, his heart was horizontal, and he hugged Yuan to one, and finally, together with his own red robe, burst into flames, and his body shook, completely integrated into the skeleton.

The skeleton stepped on the ground with the soles of its feet, pushing a ball of light the size of a millstone in his hand, and rushed towards Xia Ze, who was walking towards him.

"Boiled water off the fire?" Xia Ze muttered to himself. Immediately summoned the fire sword, faced the flame skeleton, and slashed out with a sword in the air.

Two feet away, the skeleton for some reason, suddenly stopped, stood in place without moving, for a long time, a blood line from its left shoulder, slowly flowed to the right side of the hip bone, a burly flame skeleton, plopped and scattered on the water, turned into bursts of white mist, disappeared.

On Li Sheng's chest, there was also a deep wound, spreading from his left shoulder to his lower body, and there was already death intent in his eyes.

He smiled bitterly twice, and watched the young man walk towards him step by step, with a tsunami-like fist intent, in this small river, frantically accumulating, and finally shaking the river to a moment of stillness.

"I opened my eyes today, and I didn't expect that you, a little second-realm martial artist, would be able to fight with me with a half-immortal soldier." He endured the pain, and with a broken cry, the blood in his chest gushed out uncontrollably, and in a moment, it continued to condense into a seven-foot-long blood spear.

It was too late, it was fast, and the ghost-like young man came to him unconsciously, and before Li Sheng had time to throw the blood gun, he only heard Li Sheng's body, all three sounds, like a thunder drum explosion.

Behind Li Sheng, dozens of blood-colored mist exploded, and the figure of the old man, staggering, fell into the water with a thud.

fluttering, washed by the river to Xia Ze's feet, the young man exuded an angry look, but his expression was Gujing Wubo, and he grabbed it casually and dragged Li Sheng to the shore.

Throwing him on the shore casually, Xia Ze asked lightly: "Is there still a loss of people in the houses around here?" ”

"I'll pay for it." The old man lay on the ground and replied calmly.

The young man nodded, ignoring the people of Yuqiao Town, who looked at him like gods, and walked straight to the inn.

"Grandpa! Are you okay! A man with a black veil appeared in the crowd and pounced in front of Li Sheng.

Li Sheng heard the voice of his grandson Li Qingshuang, and smiled, but he didn't speak.

Li Qingshuang burst into tears, and on Li Sheng's body, there were three deep fist marks, which almost collapsed into it, obviously breaking all his bones, and these three punches also completely blocked Li Sheng's path to ascension.

He wiped his tears: "Grandpa, I'll go to avenge you." ”

turned around and was about to kill Xia Ze's position, but was stopped by the old man.

"Green Frost! Never mind...... It's ...... that we're wrong."