The old man looked at Li Xuandu and said, "If the deity is here, even if you don't want to fight the 'White Bone Miaohuazun', you must be completely killed first, so that it can be regarded as a trouble." ”

Li Xuandu raised the "Human World" in his hand and signaled that this great master of the Heavenly and Human Realm would make a move.

The old man directly reached out and grabbed Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu met with a sword, and in an instant, there was abundant sword qi all around.

Then I saw that Li Xuandu was pushed away by the old man in Tibet, and the old man in Tibet was also slashed back by Li Xuandu's sword.

The old man was like a ghost, and after stopping his retreat, he once again attacked Li Xuandu from all directions at a very fast speed.

Li Xuandu stood still in place, just drawing his sword.

After the fight, the old man shouted loudly, and once again entered the state of resonance of heaven and earth, and forced Li Xuandu with the great power of heaven and earth.

Li Xuandu should have taken out his sword again to forcibly break the resonance of the old man's heaven and earth, but after ascending to the realm this time, he didn't have this idea, but directly shook the heaven and earth with the power of three feet in his hand, even if his whole person and the ground under his feet began to sink slowly, he still never retreated, "Against the Heavenly Tribulation" and "The Human World" are like a line of pillars, supporting the pressure of the heavens and the earth.

The earth sank, the stone turned into powder, and the heavens and the earth were dark.

The old man took the opportunity to sweep in front of Li Xuandu and slapped it with one palm. The black gas was rolling in the palms, and there was a faint cry of unjust souls in the ears.

Li Xuandu's figure suddenly retreated, and the "human world" in his hand drew a dazzling red trajectory.

The old man was unforgiving, and made up his mind to take advantage of the situation to put Li Xuandu to death, so he swept forward again, dragging a white rainbow behind him.

The trajectories of the two lines, one red and one white, showed a trend of pursuit, and collided again halfway, the red line castrated non-stop, and the white line stopped in place.

Li Xuandu was beaten out of a distance of nearly 100 zhang this time, and hit the stone lion position in front of the gate of the original county ya, at this time the gate of the county government has been completely destroyed, and only two lions are still standing there alone. Li Xuandu's back slammed into the stone lion, and he should have smashed it directly, but this stone lion not only did not shatter, but also stood still.

The little Taoist boy on the stone lion sat cross-legged and said with a smile: "Although it is said that I helped you ascend to the realm, but fundamentally your foundation is solid, I am just pushing the boat along the river, not against the rules, but if I directly help you win the old man Tibetan, it will be a broken rule." ”

Li Xuan couldn't hear these words, and the old man couldn't hear it, and Li Xuandu didn't even think deeply about why the stone lion could withstand his own collision without destroying it, and directly swept up.

The old man was also a little annoyed that Li Xuandu's physique was tough, and he was slapped twice in a row, but he was still not dead, so he couldn't help but shout angrily, his body rose in the air, and he raised his foot and stepped on Li Xuandu's head.

Li Xuandu stabbed a sword straight up, directly piercing the soles of his feet, and then Li Xuandu took advantage of the situation to hold the sword with both hands and pushed forward, causing the old man to fall backwards.

Then Li Xuandu bent his knees on the lower abdomen of the Tibetan old man, kicked it out, and at the same time pulled out the "human world".

The old man's figure floated in the air, and his hand was sealed. Suddenly, a large area of blue flames was born out of thin air, and the blue flames, connected into pieces, were a sea of fire.

Although the difference between martial arts and Fangshi is not obvious after stepping into the three realms of transcendence, there is still a difference after all, for example, Su Yuncheng is biased towards martial arts, while Yan Feiqing is biased towards Fangshi, although the old man is proficient in martial arts, he is still biased towards Fangshi magic, and finally used his own fundamental means at this time.

This fire is "pure yin corpse fire".

After landing, the old man stomped his feet again.

It was as if the heavens were shaking.

The next moment, I saw two huge palms that had failed miserably and were bloodless, their skin was as dry as tree bark, and some of them could even see the white bones of Sen Sen, grabbing Li Xuandu's ankles.

At this moment, the old man's eyes seemed to be burning with a faint blue flame, and his hands pressed down.

The blue flames poured down rapidly, and Li Xuandu was instantly engulfed by it.

The old man looked up in the direction of the stone lion, "If it weren't for you, he would never have easily broken through the realm, even if he was lucky enough to break through the realm, the injuries in his body would not recover so quickly, even if it was the 'leakage of the Buddha's pass'." ”

Xiao Daotong looked at him calmly and did not refute it.

The old man tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Why don't you take action yourself? Do you look down on me, the soul refining incarnation? It doesn't matter, you won't be arrogant for long, and I will soon be able to keep pace with you." ”

Xiao Daotong just smiled.

Before the old man could continue to speak, he saw that the blue sea of fire was separated by a sword, and Li Xuandu reappeared in front of the old man in Tibet, his eyes became more and more blood-red, and two lines of bloody tears had flowed down his cheeks to the position of his neck.

Among the people watching the battle, Su Yuncheng's face could not see joy and anger, but she sighed softly: "'Stepping into the realm of Jade Void', Yan Xuanji and I have broken through the realm and returned to the truth before we have ever set foot in this realm, I didn't expect Li Zifu to have such a good opportunity, and as soon as he returns to the truth in the future, he will be Qiang Jiu, I have to say, Sai Weng lost his horse, and he didn't know if he was blessed." ”

Su Yunjiao asked in a low voice, "Then what strength is he equivalent to now?"

Su Yuncheng replied neatly: "The Eightfold Building of the Returning Truth Realm, even compared to the weak nine in the Returning Truth Realm, it is not far behind, and the current Li Zifu is enough to rank in the Shaoxuan List again, and the ranking must be extremely high." ”

Su Yunjiao sighed, stretched out her hand to cover her forehead, and said with a hard time hiding her loss: "Then I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him in my life." ”

Su Yuncheng not only did not comfort her sister, but also bluntly agreed: "It's really difficult. ”

Su Yunjiao has also been used to it since she was a child, and she is not depressed or sad, but she thinks that this is the way her sister speaks, if her sister persuades her softly, then she will not be used to it.

Mrs. Lu was quite shocked at this time, anyone who is proficient in divination and arithmetic, everything will strive to be in their own control, the most afraid is the word "variable", she never thought that the biggest variable today is Li Xuandu, who actually found a glimmer of life in a desperate situation, and saw the opportunity to win from this line of life, which was really unexpected.

So what should he do next? Even if he had the realm of 'stepping into the Jade Void', as long as he had not returned to the peak of the True Realm for a day, then he would never be able to defeat a great master of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

I saw Li Xuandu's feet slightly apart, and he used the broken sword in his hand to pose in the simplest sword posture.

The two flying swords of "Frog Jiao" and "Purple Phoenix" swept out of his sleeve, enveloping the sword qi of "Defying the Heavenly Tribulation", like two dragons swimming around.

Li Xuandu closed his eyes, and while the sword qi in his body was constantly swimming, it was also constantly eroding Li Xuandu's internal organs and the eight veins of the strange meridians, and the whole body, from the inside to the outside, all of them were painful, just like how the water of the river flowed, although it was spectacular, but the embankments on both sides of the river bank were also unbearable.

It's just that Li Xuandu is indifferent to this.

From the first day of his sword training, the elders of the sect told him a sentence: "If you want to be noble in front of others, you must suffer later." "Li Xuan wants to be the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal, to be the first person on the Shaoxuan list, to get back what he once lost, to help the world, what is the hardship of suffering?

Li Xuandu opened his eyes suddenly, he didn't have to move, but the mighty sword qi swept over, causing the earth to tremble.

The sword intent and sword spirit are good.

The old man shook off the decaying mourning clothes on his body, and all kinds of evil ghosts, rakshasas and other patterns gradually appeared on the originally empty mourning clothes, with hideous and lifelike appearances, wandering around wantonly on the mourning clothes, and even faintly roaring sounds.

The old Tibetan man was born in the Taoist lineage, but after the Taoist cut off the hope of immortality, he begged for the teachings, which led to the fact that he stole 32 relics of high monks to build a white bone throne for the "White Bone Miaohuazun".

Using the magic robe, the old man raised his hand and shook his big sleeve, and a rakshasa that was originally walking on the sleeve actually jumped out and turned into a living thing.

Immediately after that, the old man kept waving his sleeves, and many rakshasas and evil ghosts wandering on the robes kept jumping out, turning from images into real objects, and falling like rain.

At this moment, Li Xuan didn't think too much, only the sword in his hand, only the sword.

The two flying swords are like two dragons, and they should be swept out first.

Then he drew his sword again.

The sky rumbled like thunder.

Just like back then, Li Xuandu fought with Yu Qingning on the head of the imperial capital.

The sword intent of their vein has always only paid attention to sixteen words, which is in line with the essence of the art of war.

There is no heaven above, no earth below, no master behind, and no enemy in front.