He looked at the lotus leaf above his head, his momentum rose again, and his eyes looked calm.

There was a ruined scene around, only the words of the purple-robed young man with a grim smile, and the roar of the battle between the hundred-zhang giant and the black shadow, and the sudden attack of the fist was just in time, Li Shuishan looked around without any confusion, and did not move in the face of the ridiculous words.

The sound of the surrounding battle suddenly stopped, the blue robe on Li Shuishan's body shrank, and the blue spirit began to recede, like autumn yellow.

His skin had lost some of its moisture and had become wrinkled, and he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly, a huge fist bombarded again, Li Shuishan did not hesitate at all, clenched the peach wood sword in his hand and thrust it fiercely, the wooden sword shrouded in blood and yellow intent turned out to be harder than the iron sword, and several people wailed, and suddenly retracted, dragging Li Shuishan out of the withered yellow illusion.

Li Shuishan drew his sword and jumped down, looking at the purple-robed embroidered tiger youth.

One eye is blood-red and bleeding, and the other is blue silk condensation.

His face changed suddenly, as if he saw the eyes he didn't want to see the most, he stopped muttering in his mouth, and his steps retreated, but before he could open his mouth and shout loudly, a sword shadow came, and the tiger stripes on his body suddenly shrank, and jumped out on his robe, "Embroidered tiger." ”

The tiger roared and shook the mountains and forests.

Li Shuishan was very ruthless, the power of the peachwood sword was amazing, and he still cut off its head with a sword.

The purple-robed young man shouted into the air: "I've seen enough of the play, don't make a move yet, he has already appeared." ”

A gust of wind blew, a big hole broke in the sky, a pair of big hands pressed, waved lightly, and bang, Li Shuishan's wooden sword was directly broken into two halves and inserted on the mountainside.

Because of Li Shuishan's blow, the Baizhang Giant was found by the black shadow to find an opportunity, so that the situation that he was originally in the upper hand suddenly changed.

But the appearance of these big hands made the hundred-zhang giant also crushed to the ground, the black shadow was instantly dispersed, and the figure holding the clay pot was directly shattered, and he died tragically with a wail, and the three ghost mothers in the black robe shed tears and escaped into the mountains.

The big hands grabbed it again, and it echoed faintly: "Mole ants!"

The black robe was inhaled, lightly thrown aside, and fell aside.

Li Shuishan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "You are not the only one who killed me, if you want to kill me, can you open your dog eyes and look at me?!"

"Look for death!"

The big hands pressed down again, and one appeared

A middle-aged man in a black robe, with a bang, Li Shuishan sprayed blood again and fell to his knees.

The dry cicada Taoist looked at Li Shuishan's soul with both eyes, and wanted to raise his hand or put it down, just looking at him.

His heart was very shaken, he rarely saw such a crazy person, he exhaled softly, turned the formation, and moved the aura to convey it to him to heal his injuries, but Li Shuishan tore the Dao robe on his body, revealing a thin body, and the mottled blood marks on it were revealed.

"I don't need to. He roared and said to the dry cicada.

"What I need is my freedom, everything I want, no one can control me!!"

His left eye was completely blue, the blood in his right eye no longer flowed, but there was a trace of blue, and a touch of purple appeared on his body, and the purple plum blossoms were slowly flooding, from his neck and shoulders to his chest, and to his back, the breath on his body rose and fell repeatedly.

The cultivation that had originally reached the middle stage of the Mind Setting Realm suddenly fell to the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, and jumped to the late stage violently until it was consummated!

The black-robed middle-aged man who appeared smiled evilly, gently raised his palm and pulled it down, and with a bang, Li Shuishan retreated more than a dozen feet, the whole person's flesh and blood were blurred, the purple intent on his body spread again, and the blue intent in his eyes reached the extreme.

Behind him, a black shadow began to coalesce, but no one could see it.

"If you don't give in, I'll strike you until you give in. ”

"This is not the first time I have faced a man of destiny, nor is it the first time I have faced a seemingly tough monk like you. ”

"You're still too weak!"

Li Shuishan roared in pain, the pressure that had been on him for a long time all burst out, the aura brewing on his body was terrifying, his clenched fists stirred the turbid rain, and he said word by word: "Kill me! Kill me!"

The purple on his neck slowly crept up his face, accompanied by his heart-rending laughter, and the whole person seemed to be enchanted.

"Kill me! kill me!"

"Haha...... Kill me!"

At this scene, the rotten bamboo was expressionless, but he seemed to remember some memories in his heart and sighed.

However, the black-robed middle-aged man floating in the sky did not have the slightest expression, raised his palm to pat it again, but at this moment a person appeared, this person was a young child in white, his white forehead was smeared with a red mark, and his whole body had an indescribable calmness.

He raised his hand lightly and pressed the black-robed middle-aged man who was about to make a move.

"Don't make a move, our goal has been achieved. Take away the secrets from him, and don't let him fall into the devil's path. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man smiled lightly, as if he didn't care at all about his words, and pushed his palm away, "Young, you are the strongest doppelganger of the deity, but you are also the person I despise the most. You are so cowardly, cowardly, you have to think about everything before and after, can't I kill a person with destiny?"

The white-clothed child sighed and said, "If you kill the person of destiny, you will be contaminated with cause and effect. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man didn't care about these things, and laughed, "What about cause and effect?"

"I don't care about it at all, I don't even pay attention to the young monk of the inner sect of Yishu Sect who released the crane for help, how many people have I killed in my life, you don't count it in your heart? And I was born to kill, how can I even believe in your dogma?"

The white-clothed child watched him walk down into the air, as if he was very interested in the kneeling boy, and he shouted loudly: "The man of destiny, it turns out that this is the case? ”

"How do you see how people die? What happened to his wife was created by me, and my purpose was to make him survive in death, and make him feel death in his life. Haha, do you see?"

"The killing aura he got in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain was also deliberately left by me, and now he is buried in his own love, this is relief. ”

"I have long been aware of the intention of betraying me, and I deserve to die. Everything is set by me, you are all my pawns, and it is up to me to decide whether to die or live. ”

He stretched out his finger, and a huge black fingerprint appeared behind him, he exhaled, and with a slight click, a powerful coercion erupted, pressing the bamboo as if he was a little out of breath, and said lightly: "The strength of the mortal realm?"

Suddenly, a white shadow jumped out, and there was a string of dolls' cries around him, and they were singing songs merrily, as if to lure the eyes of most people, and the person who appeared was an old man sitting on a green skin, dressed in plain clothes, with a hooked nose, curly hair, and a pointed chin, his face was dull, and he hummed at his ethereal fingers and slapped them into the air.

"I'm invincible, I'm here, and I'm going to die. ”

The trick he made was very strange, and it seemed to be very similar to his own personality, with bright red bright lines twisting left and right, up and down, like a naughty child, carving fine marks on it, directly penetrating into it.