"Boom ......"

In the blink of an eye, the bridge composed of big white fish in the air was directly torn apart by the sky, and the flesh and blood in the sky turned into flying ash the moment it fell.

The lake spirit sitting on the white fish was naturally furious, raised the drumstick in his hand, and smashed it down with a mallet of Jinyang.

The drumstick was not big, it looked ordinary and ordinary, light and weak, but when it hit the Ziyang Golden Flame, the Heavenly Golden Flame instantly collapsed, and the drumstick hit Xiaoyang's fist directly.

Xiao Yang's body trembled, his whole body's qi was disordered, his fist strength subsided, and then like a thunderbolt, he flew out upside down and smashed into the earth.

"Phew...... There are two hits!"

However, just as the lake spirit was about to leave, the earth exploded, and a figure suddenly rushed out, like a long rainbow, appeared behind the lake spirit, and blasted out with a punch.

The fist was fierce, and under one punch, the entire void seemed to be boiled, and the grass and trees were scorched, and the heat was fierce.

However, the dextrin was seen holding his head in his arms and curled up, revealing only the turtle shell behind him.

In the roar, with the turtle shell as the center, a terrifying storm was set off in all directions, but the lake spirit that bore the brunt of it was unharmed.

Immediately, the dextrin raised his right leg, and the yellow dog peed like a pee, and kicked on Xiaoyang's stomach in an extremely indecent way.

Then Xiaoyang flew out again, plowing a ravine several feet deep in the ground.

"Phew...... Lao Tzu is the inspector of the Jing'an Division of Luoshui County, I don't believe that I can't beat you as a lake spirit!"

Xiaoyang was also resistant to beating, and he was hit twice by dextrin, but he was fine, and he rushed up again, fighting with dextrin.

And taking advantage of the battle between Xiaoyang and dextrin, Ye Qing secretly stepped forward and brought the sluggish villagers back to the village one by one.

However, as soon as the villagers were arranged, Ye Qing suddenly felt a palpitation, and his figure floated out gently backwards like a feather.

At that moment, a drumstick suddenly appeared where he had been standing, and struck it gently.

"Lake Spirit, why is it here?, where is Xiaoyang?" Ye Qing's mind flashed with all kinds of thoughts.

The lake spirit that missed the blow flashed again, as if traveling through time and space, and suddenly appeared behind Ye Qing.

However, before the autumn wind moved, Ye Qing seemed to have already realized that as soon as the lake spirit appeared, he had already disappeared, and only an afterimage remained in place.

The lake spirit chased again, and Ye Qing flashed again.

For a while, there was a strange scene in the air, and the phantoms were repeated, like flowers in the moon and water in the well, which appeared and passed at first glance, and passed away, like a dream.

The figure of the lake spirit is weird, as if it will shuttle through space, suddenly east and west, north and south, like a ghost.

And Ye Qing's figure is like a wisp of green smoke, which seems to be tangible and traceable, and his figure is clear, but he can't figure it out, he is like a fairy, and he is at ease.

One is tricky, one is fast, one is strange, one is immortal.

But on the contrary, the lake spirit couldn't catch up with Ye Qing, and what was shattered was only Ye Qing's phantom.

"Yo ......"

Unable to catch up for a long time, the lake spirit screamed in the sky, looking very angry, and suddenly struck the gong in his hand.

"When ......"

The sound of the gong was high-pitched and loud, deafening, like thunder, but with a strange, distorted power, as if countless people were whispering in their heads, and the whole head was buzzing and confused.

There are countless memories, as if they have been erased from their minds, and they have disappeared.

Ye Qing's head was dizzy for a moment, his thoughts were blank, he didn't know anything, he didn't know anything, he didn't know what to do, and he froze in place.

Obviously, the sound of the gong has the effect of attacking the spirits.

The lake spirit in the air was overjoyed, and his figure flashed, appearing behind Ye Qing, and the drumstick hit the back of Ye Qing's head. If this is confirmed, it will be enough to shatter Ye Qing's spirit in an instant and annihilate his soul.

But just when the drumstick was about to fall on the back of Ye Qing's head, Ye Qing's dull eyes swept out a trace of essence, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a touch of evil light, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the falling drumstick.

"Uh......"

The lake spirit had a stunned look on his face, as if he couldn't understand why the other party was not affected by the sound of the gong.

But before the lake spirit could react, Ye Qing suddenly stretched out his left hand and suddenly grabbed the dextrin that was close at hand, and a pitch-black nether ghost fire gushed out from the blue devil's hand, enveloping the lake spirit.

"Yo...... Yo ......"

The Netherworld Ghost Fire burned nothing, and in an instant, it spread all over the lake spirit's body, and the lake spirit suddenly wailed in pain.

"Dangdang ......"

The dextrin struck the gong vigorously, and with each blow, nothing was not combustible, and the indelible ghost fire was extinguished.

After three clicks, the Nether Flame was completely extinguished.

Immediately, the lake spirit shrank its head back and burrowed into the turtle shell, and then arched its body, and the whole body actually left the turtle shell, and the golden cicada broke off its shell and swept backwards.

In the process of sweeping, the lake spirit took a deep breath and struck on the gong.

However, there was no sound, but the next moment, in the silent place, there was a burst of thunder, and the ground centered on Ye Qing was like a layer of brocade, which was lifted alive and rotated, like a dragon, as if it was about to break Ye Qing's body into ten thousand pieces.

Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, his sleeves were three feet, and every time he lifted an inch, he swelled by one point, weighing a lake, and three feet and three minutes, that is, he was bulging like a river and heavy as a lake.

Mention the rivers and lakes and smash the dragon.

With a roar, the swirling earth was directly smashed, and smoke and dust flew up.

"Roaring ......"

At the same time, Ye Qing opened his mouth, like a lion's roar, containing strong spiritual power and majestic true qi, like an immortal beating a drum, commanding the heavens and the earth, the earth hurts the heavens and sorrows, and the wind and clouds cry.

Between the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose of the lake spirit, wisps of blood spurted out.

And in the midst of the turmoil, a ray of thunder flashed and passed.

The next moment, a little blood mark appeared on the center of the lake spirit's eyebrows, and among the blood marks, there was a fierce thunder light.

"Boom ......"

Then, the head of the lake spirit exploded, and before the blood could splash, it was annihilated by the lightning, and the body of the dextrin fell to the ground, without breath.

"It's dead, huh, it's really difficult!" Seeing this, Ye Qing wiped the sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

This lake spirit is indeed very difficult to entangle, the speed is as fast as a ghost, and the gong in his hand can directly attack the soul and affect the memory and thoughts of others, and the drumstick can affect the flow of other people's qi, and the yin damage is abnormal, which is difficult to prevent.

If it weren't for his "Fragrance in the Sea of Blood", which made him not afraid of the speed of the lake spirit, and he had also practiced the "Xihuang Chengguan Idea", his spiritual power was strong, and the sound of the gong could not affect him, otherwise, even if he had a skill, he might not be able to deal with this lake spirit.

For example, Xiaoyang is a lesson from the past.

Thinking of Xiaoyang, Ye Qing's expression changed slightly.

"Sunny ......"

Ye Qing frowned slightly, he had clearly said in advance that Xiaoyang was entangled with the lake spirit, and he saved the villagers of Yuquan Village.

But why did the lake spirit suddenly come and attack him?

There are only three possibilities: one is that the lake spirit noticed his move, forcibly got rid of Xiaoyang, and came to attack him.

But if this is the case, Xiaoyang should also catch up, but the fact is that I only see the lake spirit and not Xiaoyang.

The second is that the lake spirit killed Xiaoyang, and then came to kill him.

But this is also unlikely, even though the methods of the lake spirit are strange and very difficult, but Xiaoyang is a strong person in the Refining Gang Realm, and he is the patrol envoy of the Jing'an Division of Luoshui County, not an ordinary martial artist, and there are few life-saving means in his hands, who would believe it?

He can kill the lake spirit in a single Tuomai realm, let alone Xiaoyang, so it's unlikely!

Then, there is only the third possibility, that is, Xiaoyang deliberately let the lake spirit get rid of him, and then came to kill him.

In fact, it's the most likely!

"Kill me?" Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, bursting out with a light as sharp as a sword: "I want to see, why did you kill me?"

Ye Qing picked up the drumsticks and gongs that the lake spirit had dropped on the ground, and his figure swept up and disappeared into Yuquan Village.

Next to the jade spring, the corners of Xiaoyang's lips rose, his eyebrows trembled, revealing an evil smile, and his temperament was strange and wicked, which was very different from the previous free and easy.

It's as if the mask has been removed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that in this small place, I could actually meet the Blood Jade Lotus, what an unexpected joy! With this Blood Jade Lotus, I can ascend to the sky in one step, hahaha......"

Xiao Yang laughed loudly, stretched out his hand, and several big fish next to him were directly cut into two from the middle, and the blood that spurted out was absorbed by the Blood Jade Lotus.

After absorbing the blood, the Blood Jade Lotus became even more crystal clear and mysterious.

"Alright, it's almost ripe!"

Xiao Yang licked his lips, strange and evil, and immediately looked in the direction of Yuquan Village: "Little brother, don't let me down, don't let me down, you must hold on for a while, and when you pick the blood jade lotus, I will clean you up!"

After seventy-seven and forty-nine breaths, a mysterious and mysterious rune gradually appeared on each petal of the blood jade lotus, and the petals became more and more condensed like jade, more and more mysterious and exquisite.

On the jade spring, with the blood jade lotus flower as the center, a mysterious and mysterious aura inexplicably emerged, like a dream, as if this heaven and earth, this piece of nature, have become a part of the blood jade lotus.

"Mature!"

Xiao Yang's eyes lit up, and he jumped and grabbed the Blood Jade Lotus in the lake, but just as his hand was about to touch the Blood Jade Lotus, a figure suddenly appeared, swept through the water at a faster speed, and plucked the Blood Jade Lotus.

"Who?"

Xiao Yang was furious, someone dared to snatch food, and what shocked him even more was that he didn't notice that someone was hiding aside in advance.

When he saw the smiling young man standing on the other side of the jade spring, Xiaoyang's pupils shrank, first swept the blood jade lotus flower in the young man's hand, slowly moved up to his face, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be you, Brother Ye, scare me!"

The corners of Ye Qing's lips were slightly raised, and he threw the blood jade lotus flower up and down, and said with a smile: "Brother, aren't you dealing with that lake spirit?"

Xiao Yang looked around twice and touched the back of his head: "Yes, where is the lake spirit?"

"Maybe you're scared away by my majestic posture!"

"Scared away?" Ye Qing smiled lightly: "That's really a coincidence, you actually ran to me!"

As he spoke, Ye Qing threw the body of the lake spirit at Xiaoyang's feet.

"Hehe, that's a coincidence!" Xiao Yang looked at the corpse of the lake spirit at his feet, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He knew that the lake spirit couldn't help Ye Qing, but judging from the previous situation when he fought with the lake spirit, with the means of the lake spirit, even if he couldn't help Ye Qing, he could at least lose both, and at the worst, he could entangle with him for a while, which was enough for him to give birth to a ripe blood jade lotus.

But he never thought that it had only been a long time before Ye Qing had killed the lake spirit, and it was quite easy to see that the other party's face was not red, his heart was not beating and he was not panting.

Is the lake spirit too weak, or is the enemy too strong?!

Well, it's the enemy who is too strong!

Otherwise, he would not have needed to resort to such indiscriminate means.