"So you're the head of the Seven Dragons, I said." The old man slowly straightened his waist and looked at Li Ducian with a re-examining look, "Hehe, those anecdotes and anecdotes of the rivers and lakes were deliberately scattered by you, and you want to lure me out?" ”

Li Ducian's figure floated straight back, and he had already gotten up, and said leisurely: "No, I just want to try it and see who will be interested in this Zhuo Gongzi." Shangguan Xiaoxian I was expected, I thought that this move was a little useless, but I didn't think about it, and it was at this time that I brought out this big fish. ”

The old man neither responded to Li Ducian's address to him, nor did he refuse.

"You want to kill me?" Lao Suo said coldly.

Li Ducian dusted off his body and said gently, "You're wrong, I'm just looking for help, and I really want to see if I can find these things." It's a pity that the vicissitudes of time, the heroes and heroes of the past have all passed away, and the whereabouts of these magic weapons are unknown. ”

"Helper?" Lao Suo's posture changed, and he stood with his hands in his hands, and the Blue Mountain Ancient Sword in his hand, which was regarded as a peerless divine blade by the people in the sword path, had been abandoned at his feet at will, and said disdainfully, "You are also worthy of joining forces with me?" ”

His mind turned, remembering the reaction of the two Demon Sect elders just now, and suddenly his expression changed slightly: "Good boy, you actually picked the Demon Sect to make a last stand, hehe, just this matter, there will be no place for you in this world." ”

Li Ducian mocked: "Aren't you also thinking about dealing with the Great Dragon Head? Otherwise, how dare you have the audacity to remember the 'Tear Stain Sword' and which box, and I tell you, the 'Tear Stain Sword' is very likely to be in the hands of the Great Dragon Head. ”

Lao Suo's face was gloomy as if he could drip water: "With your scheming, you dare to compete with the 'Green Dragon Society'?" ”

Li Dui's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Try it, what if it happens, and you can't wait to find me, can't you also encounter something?" ”

Lao Su exclaimed: "It's really smart, yes, I also have a little bit to do with the Demon Sect, and the big dragon head also has thoughts about dealing with me." ”

As soon as these words came out, the identity of this person's four dragon heads was already confirmed.

Li Ducian was stunned when he heard this, and then leaned back and smiled backwards: "That's really a coincidence." ”

The four dragon heads sneered: "You just laugh, when you cry, when you cry, when the dawn comes, you will not be the seven dragon heads, and then several dragon heads will come together, even if you have three heads and six arms, you will have to die, I don't want to wade into this troubled water." ”

Li Ducian exhaled a long breath and sighed expressionlessly: "I see that you are not only old, but also old, and I have spent so much effort on it, I am really disappointed, I am not attacking, nor is it defending, I actually want to retreat." ”

Di Qinglin's eyes were cold: "Arrogance! ”

As soon as the words fell, he flashed and pressed his palm on Li Ducian's chest.

But before the smile of the hand had climbed up to his eyebrows, Di Qinglin's expression changed greatly, and he immediately raised the qi of the dantian again, rubbed and pressed his right palm, and with a "bang", the majestic palm strengthened, Li Ducian's feet sank in response, and a wisp of bright red blood had dripped down the corners of his mouth.

But Li Ducian's expression was very calm, he naturally fell to his side with one hand, the other hand behind his back, and his feet did not move at all, but a breath of energy had been invisibly overflowing from his body, his clothes were rolling, his hair was flying, and there was a storm and rain surging in the sleeves of his robe, and the turbulent dust was everywhere.

Only when Di Qinglin's palm fell, Li Duciao's eyes narrowed, his left hand behind his back was instantly clenched, his right foot sank, his body shook, and the fleshy palm that fell on his chest instantly withdrew as if it had been struck by lightning.

Di Qinglin staggered back a few steps, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of surprise: "Boy, you ......"

But as soon as the words came out, his face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Have you practiced the 'Clavicle Ecstasy Heavenly Buddha Scroll'?" ”

Thinking that since all the news was spread by Li Ducian, Di Qinglin naturally thought of more.

Li Ducian grinned, and her lips and teeth were bright red: "It seems that you are really old,"

His hanging right arm was raised, his arm shook and his wrist shook, and with a "whoosh", a jet-black scabbard shot out of the air.

Di Qinglin dodged sideways, and with a "poof" of the scabbard, most of it was submerged in the earthen wall behind him.

The scabbard was in front, Qingmang was behind, Li Ducicada flew under his feet, the blade was horizontal, and the blade had floated past Di Qinglin's neck, bringing out a few drops of splashed blood.

Di Qinglin's feet turned, narrowly avoiding the knife, wiping the blood marks on his neck, seeing the blood stains on his hands, his whole face was distorted and changed, and his eyes were both palpitating and cruel and vicious.

Thinking that he became famous in the rivers and lakes before Jiazi, he was a hereditary first-class marquis, unspeakably expensive, how many masters in the world were not trampled underfoot, this little boy from the market, dared to argue with him, it was simply a shame.

Just said that he dodged for a moment, he shortened his body and entered, his right hand flipped, and the palm of his hand trembled at first glance, directly approaching Li Ducian's heart and lungs, and the knife light almost covered the eyebrows, throat, chest, waist and abdomen......

Li Ducian witnessed this strange knife light, the long knife in his right hand rotated in a circle, and suddenly saw a ball of blue light flying between the two, like a round of blue moon horizontally, blocking all the sword light in the sky, the two knives collided, and the other hand of the two people had already risen with the same luck.

It's just that I didn't think that Di Qinglin copied it with his left hand, the ancient sword of the Blue Mountain was already in his palm, and the long sword was rolled, and it actually pierced the knife curtain and pointed directly at Li Ducian's heart.

But although his sword was fierce, before the tip of the sword, a left hand wearing clear gloves had stopped in front of him, and his palm was facing outward, blocking it.

After a moment of stalemate, Li Ducian dodged sideways, flicked his fingers, and sent the Blue Mountain Ancient Sword to the side.

I didn't think that Di Qinglin was actually acting the same as him, so he turned the long knife in front of him to the side.

At the same time, the two of them entered together, removed their weapons, and pushed their palms.

Bang!

Then I heard a muffled sound like thunder on the ground.

The two of them faced each other with their palms, and suddenly saw that each other's sleeves were full of bulges, and the muscles and muscles on their faces were difficult to control under the crazy collision of energy, and their facial features were distorted.

Li Duciao's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, the yin qi was rolling, and the evil wind was already swirling in the ancestral hall, but although his qi was evil, his palm was contrary to it, vast and broad, it was the secret of the authentic martial arts, and it was a peerless study.

That Di Qinglin's palm technique is also evil, the palm is lucky, and the hand is full of a tearing and twisting force, churning like an ocean, and the palm momentum seems to be shocking.

Li Ducicada's sleeves stabbed, and they suddenly shattered into strips of cloth, and a flush swelled up on his pale face.

And Di Qinglin's face suddenly saw a human skin mask being washed down by the qi machine, falling to the side, a terrifying, skinny face was revealed, and a little blood rushed out between his mouth and nose.

Li Ducicada laughed fiercely, his palms suddenly retreated, and the volley swung backwards, floating straight out of the old mansion, but before Di Qinglin could breathe a sigh, he pounced back again, his palms were tendoned, his palms were soaring, and it was a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Di Qinglin's thin throat suddenly became thick, and his face was as red as blood.

"Kill!"

As if he was stimulated by ferocity, he opened his eyes and coughed up blood in his mouth.

How could Li Ducicada show timidity, his eyes were full of hideous and ruthless color, he exerted force under his feet, pushed again with luck in his palm, and the wind and dust around his body were whistling.

The third palm.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood mist rushed to the face.

Di Qinglin's face was as pale as gold paper in an instant, and his straight body was also shaking.

"For the sake of you sending me out, leave your whole body."

Li Ducian sneered, and with his palms bent and arms, this person was already swinging his hands and feet, flying upside down like rags.

Two more chapters in the afternoon

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