In the mud field, a huge Jiao is slowly surging.

The ground dragged a long trail.

It was the little boy who was struck by lightning in the mountains.

His real name is Tong Zisheng, and he is the son of Jiaolong, the lord of a river.

At the moment of life and death, it uses its own scales, heaven and earth aura.

In the end, he had no choice but to destroy his life-protecting magic weapon.

This was barely resolved, but the price was still heavy.

Hundreds of years of Taoism were almost destroyed.

He didn't even think of killing him, it was just a whim.

Thinking of using the method of evil to help a python raised by himself survive the thunderstorm.

Who knew that stealing chickens would not lead to rice.

As for what exactly happened, I can't figure out which link went wrong.

"What fucking bad luck!"

Tong Zisheng scolded secretly.

Fang Cai's thunder tribulation must have attracted other monks in the surrounding area.

With the way he is, it is inevitable that others will take advantage of others, and it is imperative to go back as soon as possible.

There was a sound of footsteps ahead, and the boy's huge eyes moved.

It's a man and a cow.

Just delivered to the door.

The boy opened his mouth wide and sped up.

Fly meat is also meat.

Its speed is very different from what it used to be.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, it is still fast, and only a shadow can be seen.

The reeds, which were more than a man tall, were pressed under Qi Qiqi.

The head slammed into the ground, but the man was the first to sense it, and jumped backwards sensitively.

Li Ping'an lightly touched the tip of the reed with a pair of toes, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Boa?

Li Ping'an frowned.

The other party's appearance does not seem to have succeeded in turning Jiaojiao.

Li Ping'an didn't know about the existence of Tong Zisheng, so he regarded him as a giant python on the mountain.

"It's bad luck."

Li Ping'an muttered softly, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand.

A frightening flick passed, and there was a muffled sound of "poof".

This knife opened a small red flower on Tong Zisheng's body.

It just didn't stop his huge body.

A fierce wind struck from in front of him, and Li Ping'an snorted.

His sleeve was swept by a strong wind, and the sleeve cracked open.

Li Ping'an exhaled lightly.

......... Very strong...

Tong Zisheng was also slightly startled, only to feel a chill coming.

Their eyes were like electricity, staring at each other.

There is enough qi and blood, and it is the most masculine.

It is a good ingredient for the big supplement.

Tong Zisheng stretched out his letter, surged his body again, and slammed into Li Ping'an fiercely.

Li Ping'an didn't fight him head-on, and dodged to the side.

A howling wind swept from the side.

The boy has a thick tail, and the autumn wind sweeps away the leaves.

Without any spells, quick and accurate is the most powerful means of attack.

【Swallow through the clouds 45%】

Elegant and light, a reed crosses the river, and the eaves walk the wall

Yellow life: ["If a gentleman does not act rashly, there must be a way to move"]

[When fighting against enemies, the body strength is greatly increased within five steps, and the physical strength is increased]

With the blessing of the two forces, Li Ping'an narrowly and narrowly avoided this blow.

Tong Zisheng couldn't hit a blow, and a "flying swallow homecoming" circled.

When Li Ping'an reacted again, he was already surrounded by the other party's huge body.

The opponent's attack was too fast and fierce, and he didn't have any chance to fight back at all, so he could only dodge quickly.

Li Ping'an suddenly bent his back, and his heart shrank suddenly.

With a twist of his feet, he passed by the head of the boy again.

"What a quick move!"

The boy was born in the dark.

Although he is now a crippled body, he is still sure if he deals with the martial artist in front of him.

There was no need to hide it anymore, and with a sneer, the attack became more and more messy.

Li Ping'an dodged left and right, swinging a knife from time to time.

Every knife is a knife, and it's almost unbelievable.

But the skin of the other party is rough and thick, and it can't be solved in a moment at all.

Tong Zisheng has made up his mind to consume the other party alive.

It's just a full time of incense.

Li Ping'an, who has been forced to a square inch, is still not exhausted.

On the contrary, he became more and more courageous the more he fought, holding a Fusang knife in his hand.

Every move and every style is so handy.

The mud pill secret in his body gave him more room to maneuver.

This battle is at the right time for Li Ping'an.

If it had come earlier, he would have not opened the mud pill secret store in his body.

I'm afraid that it will be difficult for Li Ping'an to win.

And now the battle with Tong Zisheng has stimulated Li Ping'an's potential.

A breath in the life-and-death struggle is worth a few days of practice.

"Why is this bastard so difficult!"

Tong Zisheng scolded in his heart.

Not only is it difficult, but it also makes me deflated repeatedly.

wants to be the son of the main god of the river, but now he is bullied by a martial artist.

The breath couldn't help but be more violent, and his mouth opened wide, and the fishy wind hit his face.

Li Ping'an calmed down and knew that he wanted to defeat the other party

It's not something that can be done with a punch or a kick.

He thought as he picked up his qi and blood.

He took two steps forward and slashed out.

Although Tong Zisheng didn't know the origin of this knife, he had indeed understood its power and subconsciously avoided this knife.

It was in this moment.

Li Ping'an suddenly exerted his potential to the extreme, and showed the strongest knife in his life.

Two pieces of fluttering rice paper were caught in the center of Li Ping'an's fingers at some point.

It is said: the words wind and fire.

This is what Li Ping'an prepared early when he was in the cave, just in case.

It's just to deal with this kind of emergency.

【Listening to the Wind Knife Method】

The Fuso knife carried the unsheathed fire dragon and rose in the wind.

Crash! A radius of four or five meters was shrouded in a sea of fire.

Li Ping'an was extremely confident in this knife, for this blow.

He had been dormant for a long time, just waiting for this opportunity.

This blow did not live up to his trust, and went straight to the huge head of the boy.

By the time the boy reacted, it was already too late.

This kid...... In the clumsy possession!

The dragon's blood spurted out and rained down.

The fierce sword aura has not yet dissipated, and there is no wind around it.

Li Ping'an raised his head and bathed in the rain of blood.

A hearty battle made Li Ping'an feel different again.

"Old cow, clean up the loot!"

...........

The dragon was too huge, and Li Ping'an dug out the gentian with a Fusang knife.

Then he cut off some dragon meat, and hurried away with the old cow.

Who knows if there will be another dragon.

Or, out of nowhere, a monk who is attracted to him.

In short, none of them is good news for Li Ping'an.

One man and one ox drove the road for a day and a night, making sure that there were no pursuers behind.

That's when it stopped.

Lao Niu took out a big black cauldron from his back, which was given to him by his brother Xiong Da when he left.

The dragon meat was stewed, and it was not cooked after boiling for a long time.

The old cow added another handful of firewood.

Li Ping'an cleaned up the gentian and then put it into the sword gourd.

I used to see people soaking snake gall wine, and it was like this.

The dragon is still a snake in essence.

Naturally, it can be used in alcohol, but I don't know how effective it is.

Li Ping'an sealed the sword gourd and prepared to taste it later.

"Moo!"

The old cow shouted excitedly, after boiling for more than four hours, the dragon meat was finally cooked.

One person and one cow immediately hugged the pot and ate it.

Should I say it or not, the taste of this dragon meat is really bad.

There is a feeling of gnawing on a belt, dry and old.

However, after eating a few pieces, Li Ping'an felt that the qi and blood consumed in the previous battle had been replenished again.

In the next three or four days, Li Ping'an and Lao Niu did not eat rice, but they did not feel hungry.

I think it's this dragon meat that works, it's really magical.

I knew I would have cut a few more pieces.

It's just that the situation was unclear at the time, and running away was a wise choice.

.........

Following.

A man and a cow stepped on the morning sun and walked on the desolate and remote road of the North Road.

The end of the north road is Canghai, the end of Canghai is Yunzhou, and the end of Yunzhou is Zhenyouguan.....

Li Ping'an stepped on the mud pit with one foot and one shallow foot.

Don't look back, the lights behind you are not a place to go.

Go forward, the road ahead is bumpy, but it is the only way for you.

(Oh no, I've developed a bad habit of four changes a day, I used to write books twice a day)

(I feel like I'm writing every day now, and I still have the energy to spare)

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(Just give the book rise data, I'm honest~)

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