A yellow talisman hidden in his sleeve floated out, the old man in gray pinched the trick with his left hand, and the sword with his right hand was still the same, and the real sword qi exploded beside Wang Yougen, and the figure dodged, and the nearby trees were all affected, and they exploded and fell into the fire in turn.

The old man's speed did not decrease but increased, when the movement of his left hand stopped, the rune paper was full of aura, and at the same time that the thunder sword stabbed him directly into the back of the neck, a bronze scabbard condensed by countless fine runes came out, but it disappeared in an instant, and it was revealed in an instant, like a teleportation, and in the blink of an eye, the thunder sword was trapped in the scabbard, making it unable to move for a while, stagnant in mid-air.

But the old man in gray still had palpitations, and his back was already covered with a layer of cold sweat, just because he underestimated the amazing speed of the Imperial Sky Sword, if it weren't for the extremely high quality of the sword lock talisman on hand, he would have died in a flash......

So, under the anger of the gray clothes, he shot with all his might, his body wandering above the fire in the forest, and the long sword in his hand slashed wildly.

Wang Yougen tossed and turned in a "sea of fire", but the thunderous sword shadow in his mind was trapped by a cloud of spiritual light, and it was difficult to break free, and he was also surprised that the old man in gray was also surprised that the old man's talisman method was supposed to be the result of a sword success, but it was changed by a piece of talisman paper.

However, as he continued to control the Thunder Sword with his consciousness, that aura was gradually consumed, just as in the middle of the air at the moment, the Thunder Sword pierced and the sword roared continuously, the scabbard shook and swayed, and many runes were forced out and dissipated one by one.

Wang Yougen avoided a sword aura again, leaving a big pit on the ground behind him, and between the dirt and the shadows of fire, they were already five zhang away.

He looked up and still saw that the gray clothes were constantly moving, "high above", the smoke was billowing into the sky, and countless birds and birds were hovering in the air......

"Old ass! Your body is not good! It's only a little longer! Why is the strength in your hands getting more and more useless!" Wang Yougen ran in the fire, and did not forget to tease the gray clothes loudly.

The gray-clothed old man suddenly looked angry, and couldn't help but hold his sword a little harder, and he had already recorded several disrespectful words for the other party in the ledger in his heart, and he had already reached the point where he should be cramped and stripped of his bones.

"Little cub looking for death!" the old man handed out seven swords in a row, and couldn't help roaring.

It's just that Wang Yougen laughed wantonly and jumped left and right, and in the raging fire, he seemed to be like a fish in water, not only dodging the sword qi one by one, but also lifting a burning tree trunk and throwing it towards a gray coat.

With a roar, the trunk of the tree broke into two sections from top to bottom, and the sword qi poured out, and the flames splashed everywhere.

The gray-clothed old man was in a depressed and angry mood at the moment, what kind of exercises did this little cub cultivate? With such a fire, how could his physical body not be damaged at all?!

In the turn of his mind, he swung his sword and kicked Wang Yougen's hand, attacking the tree trunks in the air and cutting them off, and the sound of explosion did not stop for a while, the fire was filled with black smoke, the gray clothes gradually changed to black clothes, and the wrinkled face was also stained with a few black stains.

However, the eyes of the "gray-clothed" old man became sharper and sharper, and the scene of Wang Yougen's poor breathing was finally exposed to his consciousness, and just when he wanted to laugh and be ruthless, his eyes couldn't help but be surprised.

In the firelight, Wang Yougen's long hair changed color, like blood, a little more crimson than the flames, after he noticed it, but he was helpless, there was no immortal qi in his body for a long time to suppress the origin essence of the Dao Mountain, and now the meridians and acupoints were already overflowing and surging with the essence of the essence, so it caused the red hair to reappear......

His only thought was to kill the old man, restore the immortal qi in the dantian, and then suppress the Origin Yuan Jing, so as not to be seen by Yan Danhu with red hair and affect the image in her heart.

"Evil obstacles! You are actually a person in the Demon Dao! The old man will definitely do the way for the heavens today!" The old man in gray opened his mouth angrily, and after speaking, dozens of rune papers came out of his sleeves, and between the long swords, the rune papers went around one by one, and the old man pinched the trick with his left hand, and dozens of rune papers were implicated in a line of spiritual light, and a sword was sacrificed, and the sword array fell!

The fire in the forest was like being poured by a strong wind, and the huge tongue of fire spread outward around Wang Yougen, and the nearby trees cracked and sank inch by inch, and the sword array that came out of the illusion was like a cyan cage, and the ground sank vigorously, and for a time the dust was flying, and the firelight and sawdust exploded.

Before Wang Yougen, who was running, could run out of the sword formation, he simply stood in place, and just took a hard breath, alleviating the severe pain of the old injury caused by the tumbling of the Yuan Essence between the tendons and veins, and at the moment, he had lost his patience!

He no longer wanted to lure him out of the dense forest, fight in close quarters, and didn't want to show weakness in exchange for taking it lightly, facing a circle of blue curtain sword formations, dozens of sword qi containing spiritual power in the late stage of foundation building, he sneered, and let that sword qi attack.

For a while, Wang Yougen's phantom spirit clothes were full of blue light, but it did not hurt him in the slightest, and in the frightened expression of the gray-clothed old man, a sword qi stabbed towards Wang Yougen's face, and he only raised his hand! The sword qi was like hitting a rock, and the qi exploded in an instant.

Dozens of sword qi on the phantom spirit clothes swore not to give up, as if they wanted to pierce into the skin, but it was still difficult to enter, Wang Yougen raised his head and glared at the gray clothes angrily: "Old thing, you shouldn't mess with me!"

When the words fell, his whole body was shocked, and in the flash of blue light, it was Wang Yougen who waved his fists, and dozens of sword qi shattered one by one!

The gray-clothed old man's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but hate it, and then he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood shot towards the sword array!

This secret technique of great injury and cultivation, right now, he did not hesitate to use it, vowing to kill the demonic path!

The essence blood hit the blue screen, the light rose to the sky, the old man's long sword sword roared, and the phantoms on it were heavy, all of them were sword shadows, with the spiritual energy surging around the dense forest, a giant sword outside the long sword was transformed out, and the sword body of more than ten zhang was instantly radiant, and the blue sky was the same color.

Wang Yougen's body tattoo moved slightly, just waiting for the giant sword to land.

In the distance, the thunder sword gradually hid its "edge", compared to it, the sword roared like a mosquito fly, but the outer scabbard was faintly unstable, and the runes were scattered for a while!

In the middle of a breath, the firelight was still there, and the smoke spread half of the sky, even the birds and birds flew away with a mournful cry, and the giant sword finally fell in the eyes of the old man in gray, and slashed towards the demonic path obstacle like invincible!

Wang Yougen's cheek muscles were distorted, the phantom spirit cloak hunted, his feet sank, his eyes were fixed on the falling giant sword, he didn't want to hide in the dream space! He didn't want to use the phantom cloak to resist! He didn't want to control the thunder sword that could get out of trouble at any time! He just wanted to punch the old man in gray's saber! It was like hitting the old man's face!

The giant sword fell! The person under the sword raised his hand! One step back to gather momentum! The body leaned back and sank suddenly! The muscles of the whole body swelled! Even the phantom spirit clothes were instantly stretched out of the cracks! At this moment, the tip of the giant sword had arrived!

With his red hair fluttering, Wang Yougen punched out to the sky! Hit the tip of the sword directly, there was a sword in his eyes, and there was no sword in his heart! Only Qingtian!

At this moment, he exuded a majestic and powerful qi!

At this moment! The dotted line in his palm was faintly glowing, but it was still invisible to the naked eye! But he taught the dense forest ten miles of heaven and earth, and the weather was a pause!

Only the king has roots!

At this moment! The Dao Mountain Origin Yuan Essence in his body poured out endlessly! Covering the range of a hundred zhang! The gray-clothed old man almost suffocated to the ground! The Blue Curtain Sword Formation was vulnerable! It shattered in an instant! It was just a moment before he sucked it in! The Yuan Essence poured back into his body!

This one! He suddenly felt the golden heart in his body beating violently! Immediately, a pure immortal qi filled the dantian!

At this moment, Wang Yougen has entered the eighth layer of the Qi cultivation period!

The fist was still raised! The giant sword had long since disappeared! The old man's sword had turned into flying ashes! It was only a one-touch defeat! There was no roar! Even the blue sky was blinded by the Yuan Jing "Feixia".

The gray-clothed old man's mind seemed to be stagnant, his body was far from stable, and he was frightened and late, like seeing a ghost and traveling every day, which made the veritable Fu Gong monk also break his courage......

Wang Yougen's red hair turned into green silk, he slowly put down his hand, turned around and raised his head, looked at the old man and smiled slightly, and then spat out the word "thunder", and he jumped up.

A sword roar was like a thunderbolt, resounding in the gray cloth's mind, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back, he could now feel the weather on the other party's body, and it was clear that he was about to break the mirror! But it still looked like it was still the second layer of the Qi training period! Then his mind turned sharply, and he turned around and wanted to fly into the air......

The thunder sword under Wang Yougen's feet had arrived, and it rose into the air in an instant, he raised his hand from afar, and the weak water sword qi at his fingertips instantly came out more than ten ways, hitting the back of the gray-clothed old man one by one.

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood holes on his back were dense, and the whole "gray clothes" were dyed red for a while, and his body had not yet fallen to the ground when he staggered......

The raging flames swept in again, instantly filling the red clothes, and in the purple flames, the silver and black flames flowed wantonly, and actually rushed into the old man's body!

The heart-rending screams echoed through the fire-filled forest, and after a while, with a bang, the old man's bones shattered.

The old man in gray didn't see how the little cub shot until he died, and when he died, Wang Yougen didn't say anything disrespectful, it was the storage bag that was burned and exploded by the fire technique, except for the rune paper that turned into ashes, and the few magic weapons that were scattered, Wang Yougen didn't pick it up.

After about half a cup of tea, the originally sunny sky gradually became cloudy, and a heavy rain came as scheduled, but only for a few miles in the dense forest.

Soon after, the fire in the forest was all extinguished, and only a faint scorched smoke rose in the forest, and Wang Yougen stopped the operation of the water spirit root, and the sword in his mind still failed to understand.

The thunder rose to the sky, looking back at the dense forest that was destroyed and burned nearly half, but there were countless birds and birds returning to the forest in the distance, Wang Yougen smiled and broke the sky away.

In the dream space, the boy in yellow muttered to himself: "Abba Aba, Abba ......"

He stood beside the light curtain of the dream space, watching the battle from beginning to end, but unfortunately, no matter how many means he used, he couldn't break through the light curtain to help.

He was a little lost, Dou's head couldn't help but hang down, he also wanted the spirit butterfly, he wanted the eyebrow pen......

I want to catch chickens and tease dogs, I want to eat vegetable leaves, I want to say hello to those women......

I want to ride on the bird and beat the fire wolf to the ground.

I want to pluck the three strands of white hair on the head of the gray-clothed old man......

The boy in yellow looked at the white clouds again, then turned around in boredom, raised his head, and thousands of yellow-armored soldiers stood solemnly, the formation was vertical and orderly, everyone raised their swords, and the murderous atmosphere was soaring!