"Oops??? red-haired old man, don't you mind......"

Song Bin waved his arms, his legs uncontrollable, and rushed forward with his teeth and claws.

He wanted to stick the dragon spear into the ground, so that his uncontrollable figure would stop, but who knew that the dragon spear would not listen to him at all, but instead moved his arm, and the spearhead was aimed directly at the black-robed girl.

Song Bin really felt a sentence at this time:

The mouth says no, but the body is very honest.

Looking at this young man with a "weird" posture who rushed up, the black-robed girl couldn't tell which kind of exercise this was for a while.

She was also a little panicked in her heart, after all, this was the first time she had followed her senior brother out.

She bit her lip hard, and the panic in her heart was swept away.

After all, this young man doesn't seem to have any cultivation at all, even if he knows some vulgar martial arts, she believes that with her cultivation realm, she will be able to defeat him.

The body of the Blue Shadow Sword trembled slightly, and a wisp of purple-black spiritual power burst out from it and rushed to the ground.

The ground in front of her was sunken, and in the middle of it, a purple-black lotus rose from it.

The outermost eight-petal petals of the black lotus drive the inner seven petals and slowly bloom in the air.

Just as the black lotus was in full bloom, several metallic rays of light appeared in the depths of the lotus.

"Iron Wood Demon Lotus, how can the wood attribute spirit pool of the Sanchen Yuan Realm drive this exercise?"

The red-haired old man was a little puzzled.

"Could it be that this little wave's hoof's spiritual pool can be so strong? No, no. ”

Song Bin was a little panicked, and just hurriedly shouted at the red-haired old man in his mind:

"Red-haired old man, we won't be able to beat her, will we?!"

"No, no. ”

The red-haired old man laughed wickedly:

"Since her spirit pool is so strong, then you and her doll will definitely not be bad in the future!"

"What?!"

"Housheng, old man, this is all for you!"

Song Bin couldn't understand what the red-haired old man said, and just when he understood, the speed of his feet suddenly became faster again.

"I don't know this girl, I can't talk ......."

The words he was saying were interrupted by the faster and faster rush, and Song Bin had already rushed in front of the Iron Wood Demon Lotus in the blink of an eye.

The purple-black petals of the Demon Lotus opened, the outermost eight petals flew towards the sky, and the innermost seven petals fell to the ground, turning into two rings to encircle Song Bin.

The stamens of the magic lotus that had lost its petals appeared, but in this lotus flower it was not an ordinary lotus canopy, but more than a dozen black pinnacles.

The pinnacles are supposed to be wooden, but their extreme density gives them a metallic hue.

The black pointed pillar Song Bin's head flew over, the tip facing down, facing Song Bin's head.

Within this boundary, it has become an execution table.

The black-robed girl held the green sword in her hand, slowly raised it to the sky, she bit her lip lightly, there seemed to be some hesitation in her eyes, and then she closed her eyes and swung the sword fiercely towards the ground.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

With a series of metal collisions, the spear in Song Bin's hand stabbed into the sky, distorting the black wood thorn that was shooting at him.

It's just that these black trees are not like those black blades, which were stabbed by spears and shattered in the air, but in those two circles, they reversed direction and shot towards Song Bin's waist again from all directions.

The sound of the black wood spire breaking through the air echoed in Song Bin's ears, and he was very panicked in his heart, but his body was not panicked at all.

The ensuing black wood was blocked by the spear again, but Song Bin was strange that his feet no longer moved spontaneously at this time, and the red-haired old man in his mind did not make any sound.

Wouldn't it?!

Song Bin hurriedly closed his eyes, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the red-haired old man was still there.

It's just that he's now hovering his legs and eyes closed, suspended in this space.

And what made Song Bin a little worried was that the red-haired old man's breath seemed to be weaker, and the dark red hot aura just now was much dimmed.

"The red-haired old man?"

"Don't speak! This Ironwood Demon Lotus can suppress spiritual power, I only have a trace of spiritual sense now, and now I can only deduce the flaws in this Ironwood Demon Lotus. ”

"What?, then you're still pulling my body into here?!"

The red-haired old man frowned, gritted his teeth and said resentfully:

"Didn't the old man forget that he was just a wisp of spiritual consciousness! If it weren't for the seal in your body, how could it be so hard to break this Iron Wood Demon Lotus!"

A wisp of psionic sense?

When Song Bin was about to ask, the red-haired old man's brows suddenly stretched.

"Found it!"

Song Bin's feet moved again, and he quickly opened his eyes, only to see that his figure was moving rapidly towards a black lotus petal.

The edges of this black lotus petal look extremely sharp, and if you really hit it so straight, I'm afraid you will be cut in two by your lazy waist.

A strange thing happened.

Song Bin saw that a dark red hand stretched out from his lower abdomen, and this hand stretched out his index finger and pointed it out, and went straight towards this lotus petal.

"Broken!"

This black petal shattered in response, and the other fourteen black lotus petals seemed to have lost their backbone, colliding with each other in the air, and some even rushed towards the black wood that was swaying downward, and the black wood went straight through.

"Brother Dragon Spear, it's up to you......"

The red-haired old man's voice was a little wheezing, and just as he finished saying this, Song Bin suddenly felt that his feet were back in control.

"The red-haired old man?"

Song Bin closed his eyes, but in the darkness in front of him, he didn't see the red-haired old man again.

The spear linked with Song Bin's hand, flying rapidly in the air, and soon the lotus petals and black trees in the air were all shattered, turned into pieces of debris, and fell to the ground.

Without the red-haired old man, Song Bin's feet didn't know where to go for a while.

He looked up at the black-robed girl.

The black-robed girl looked at the young man in front of her with a shocked face, obviously she didn't understand why this young man who looked like he had no cultivation could break his "Iron Wood Demon Lotus".

Song Bin's left foot unconsciously took a step in the direction of the black-robed girl.

"You, you, don't come here!"

The black-robed girl hurriedly raised the Qingying Sword in her hand, her eyes full of panic.

But she didn't notice that the boy's legs were trembling a little.

A sudden soreness filled Song Bin's legs, and he could probably guess where the soreness of overuse came from.

Song Bin's legs could no longer support his weight, and his legs went limp, and he fell straight forward.

His face was pressed against the earth, and with all his strength he turned it sideways, revealing half of his mouth covered with mud, and uttered the last sentence:

"Damn, red-haired old ghost, feelings are not your legs......"