Fu Hu frowned slightly, but remained calm and took a slight step back.

This sharp bamboo brushes shoulders with it.

But he was not given a chance to breathe at all, and the bamboos attacked one after another.

This time, Fu Hu didn't continue to retreat, but just waved his sleeves.

A few bamboos were not too close to him, quietly turning into powder.

"My Buddha..."

"Such a childish trick, you can't help but look down on me too much..."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Fu Hu's mouth.

Then the next second, his smile froze on his face.

In just two seconds, the winding path to the top of the mountain disappeared under his nose.

Fu Hu fell silent.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "My Buddha, if you have no fear, you will let me go up the mountain, but now you deliberately block me here, but it means..."

"You're scared."

"Do you still think I could be a threat to your life?"

After figuring this out, the fear that had just risen in Fu Hu's heart quietly fell, and he began to look around.

"The road was closed because I wanted to fly high in the sky..."

"Your trap again?"

"It's just that the trap is a little bit obvious."

As he spoke, Fu Hu's toes gently hooked a stone on the ground, shooting towards the sky, and when he rose to a height of about five meters, a sharp edge suddenly appeared in the void, turning the stone into powder.

"Sure enough."

"I'm too familiar with your routines."

Fu Hu smiled and shook his head, slowly looking for other paths again.

But...

But half a minute later.

Fu Hu's expression changed, and he turned his head suddenly, looking at the old and the young who suddenly appeared on his body, with solemn eyes.

The two of them didn't expect Fu Hu to stand on them out of thin air, subconsciously glancing at each other with solemn expressions.

"Heavenly Court?"

"This is the important place of my spiritual mountain, and I hope that the two donors can evacuate."

Fu Hu said lightly.

The two came back to their senses and looked at Fu Hu's back, their eyes flickering wildly.

"How does he feel our breath?"

"There is fraud!"

"Hit!"

The two seemed to have a very tacit understanding, shouting almost in unison, and at the moment when the voice fell, they attacked and left.

There is no superfluous exposition, or even routine inquiry, in exchange, there is only an absolute offensive.

This couldn't help but catch Fu Hu off guard.

He had just been trapped here, and immediately after that, two Heavenly Court people appeared, which made him instinctively sense that something was wrong.

But before he could ask questions, people had already rushed to his side.

"Are you stupid?"

"Can't see there's fraud here?"

Fu Hu took two steps back in a row to resist the attack, and then shouted angrily.

"Just an Arhat..."

"Even if there is fraud, what if our brother kills you first today?"

The young man sneered, held his long sword, and approached Fuhu again.

The old man, on the other hand, smiled and stood aside, but his eyes were hollow.

For a while, both the breath and the speed of the young man skyrocketed.

"Stupid! Arrogant! ”

"Why is Heavenly Court full of people like you who don't have long brains?"

Fu Hu laughed angrily, no longer avoiding it, but let out an angry roar, like a tiger's roar.

As the voice fell, a phantom of a white tiger suddenly appeared behind him, and the huge eyes stared at the two people in front of him, as if admiring his prey.

"The breath is wrong!"

"This is not the strength that an Arhat should have."

The young man's expression changed suddenly, and seeing that the giant claws of the white tiger had slapped down on him, the young man reluctantly raised his long sword, stopped it in front of his chest, and with a muffled sound, he took a few steps back.

And the corner of the old man's mouth in the distance was inexplicably overflowing with a wisp of blood.

"I think we can talk, it's a misunderstanding."

The young man took a deep breath and spoke decisively.

Hearing the young man's words, Fu Hu instantly laughed angrily: "I just wanted the life of a poor monk, but now I can't beat it, but I have to shake hands and make peace, how can there be such a cheap thing." ”

As he spoke, Fu Hu took a step forward!

The ground is shaking.

The leaves on both sides fluttered down, enveloping several people.

And this leaf is full of sharp energy.

"This place is obviously a trap for the golden cicada, trying to make you and me-for-tat."

"I'll admit that my attitude was indeed wrong before, but at that time, you didn't show the qualifications to negotiate terms with me."

"This is the way the world is, everything is built on strength."

"Now that we are equal, we naturally have to talk again."

"Do you want to be cheap?"

The young man scurried through the woods, dodging the attack of the tiger.

He couldn't have imagined that this guy in front of him would reach the Da Luo realm in a short period of time!

You must know that their brother has been stuck in this realm for thousands of years, but he has not broken through for a long time.

If it weren't for the tacit understanding between each other and a special set of attack methods, I am afraid that they would have been beaten into a mess by Fuhu at this moment.

"Heh..."

"But at present, you don't seem to have proved to the poor monk that you are qualified to negotiate!"

Fu Hu sneered and returned the words as they were.

The young man frowned slightly, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes when he looked at Fu Hu.

"Brother!"

"We're underestimated today!"

"Formation!"

The young man said!

The old man's expression was still dull, as if he was in a state of mixed swimming, and subconsciously took two steps back.

But wisps of immortal power diffused out, covering the surroundings.

The young man suddenly landed in mid-air, and was about to touch the ground at the moment when a wall of earth suddenly appeared.

The young man landed accurately on the earthen wall and looked at Fu Hu condescendingly.

At the moment when Fu Hu made a move, he took off again.

The earthen walls are shattered.

The young man was like a sharp blade, rushing towards Fuhu.

Fu Hu sneered.

"Dare to use the Golden Wonderland to fight with Da Luo hand-to-hand."

"It's just looking for death."

Fu Hu sneered lightly.

But the young man's expression was still calm, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

At the moment when he was about to touch Fu Hu, the young man's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the next second he had already appeared behind the old man, as if teleporting.

But Fu Hu opened the door wide because of his punch.

The old man who was originally in a daze flashed a streamer in his eyes at this moment, and he woke up in an instant, but it was the young man who fell into a daze.

The old man looked at Fu Hu with a smile and raised his palm slightly.

One after another spikes galloped out from the ground, very suddenly, not giving Fu Hu a chance to react at all.

And with the blessing of the young man's immortal power, these earth thorns are extremely powerful.

"Insect carving skills."

Fu Hu chuckled, and the Buddha's light emerged.

Hold all the thorns in front of you, and you can't get close.

The young man regained his senses, his expression was solemn, he glanced at the old man, and the next moment his palms were pressed together, and his breath soared.