Qing Xuanzi refused to believe what was happening in front of him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Impossible, impossible, the ghost saint has obviously been dead for many years, and the prohibition he left behind cannot still have such a strong power." Unless... ”

He and Du Fuwei answered: "Unless what?"

Qing Xuanzi said: "Unless the Ghost Saint is still alive, he is regularly replenishing the strength of this prohibition. But the ghost saint was obviously strangled by my senior brother Qing Teng Zhenren and the righteous path people fifteen years ago. ”

Du Fuwei said: "Why don't you try again, the power of the Ghost Saint is extraordinary, especially above Li Yuanba." It was not surprising that he left some strong injunctions. If you don't tell me about the method of casting spells, I'll try it with you. ”

Qing Xuanzi nodded, and whispered in Du Fuwei's ear about the method of exercise. Du Fuwei listened to it twice and said: "Okay, I remember, I'll be left and right, let's try again." There should be no problem this time. ”

Du Fuwei said, and Qing Xuanzi sat behind Long Xiaomo on the left and right, and once again put his palms against Long Xiaomo's shoulder blades, and injected internal force into Long Xiaomo's body with all his might.

"Poof" "Poof", two people, two mouthfuls of blood spurted out again, and two people were vibrated again. At this time, even Du Fuwei was no longer calm. You must know that since Li Yuanba and Wang Bo ascended to immortality, among the rivers and lakes, the three people with the highest spiritual power are Yu Chi Jingde, Yuan Tiangang and Du Fuwei.

Yuan Tiangang is a person in the Taoist sect and does not ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. Therefore, there is a saying in the rivers and lakes that North Wei Chi and South Fuwei. It can be seen that Du Fuwei's spiritual power is powerful. Even he was shaken open. The power of that legendary ghost saint is really shocking.

"Damn, come out for Lao Tzu, don't pretend to be a ghost on the side. Qing Xuanzi shouted loudly, no matter how he said it, he was also a master of the first order of Yuanying, and at this time, he finally realized that there was a master hidden here.

But Du Fuwei was clearly a step ahead of him, and discovered where the master was hiding.

Duvowe shouted to the back of the house: "Friend, since you are here, don't be sneaky, come out and show up." ”

Sure enough, a figure slowly and leisurely walked out from the back of the room, looking a little thin and a little rickety, wearing a night coat and a black cloth covering his face.

Long Xiaomo also noticed this person, and used his own qi observation technique to observe this person, and found that there was no qi reaction on his body, it was black, like a black hole.

The last time Long Xiaomo encountered such a situation was in the cellar of the "Ghost Villa", those human snakes, and the Nether Iron Rider. What they all have in common is that they are all monsters created by the Ghost Dao Sect. Could it be that this man in black is also from the same door as the Ghost Dao Grandmaster?

Duvowe had a mysterious confidence in his own strength, and he was afraid of those who hid in the shadows and played tricks. But as long as the enemy appears on the bright side, he will never be afraid.

Du Fuwei said: "There are friends from afar, and it is not easy to say. Friend, here's the best daughter Hong, can you have a drink?"

Duvowe slapped his hands lightly on the table as he spoke. The wine glass on the table flew up in the air and was fixed in mid-air. This hand looks simple, but it is very difficult. Not only did he use his palm power to calm the wine glass into the air, but more importantly, he put his spiritual power outside his body and volleyed it into the air

Harnessed this wine glass. This hand is obviously meant to demonstrate.

"Please. With a word of invitation, Duvowe flicked his finger in the air. The glass flew like a bullet towards the man in black.

But Long Xiaomo and the others could clearly see that when the wine glass flew in front of the man in black, the speed actually slowed down slowly. Then when he came to the man in black, he slowly rose up and slowly poured the wine into the mouth of the man in black. The man in black didn't move, the mask on his face lifted a corner of himself, and inhaled all the upside-down wine into his mouth.

The hand of the man in black, although it did not look terrifying without Du Fuwei's moves, was obviously more accurate, and the difficulty had also risen to a higher level.

Even Du Fuwei couldn't help but clap his hands and said, "Your Excellency's hand is beautiful, and you are qualified to fight with me Du Fuwei, please." As he spoke, Duvowe took out a sword from his back, which was more of an iron rod than a sword.

The width of the blade of an ordinary sword is between three and five inches, but the blade of this sword looks only about one and a half to two inches, and the tip of the sword looks very irregular. Du Fuwei took the sword in his hand and flicked the blade lightly. The blade let out a high-pitched scream as if it had been stimulated.

The man in black, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but open his mouth at this time, and said: "Xuanhuan Sword, this old fellow, I haven't seen it for a long time, it turned out to be in your hands. ”

Long Xiaomo was very surprised, he was also fateful, and he could be regarded as having seen the three major evil swords in the world.

After the Xuanhuan Sword screamed, Du Fuwei's sword got up with him and stabbed directly at the man in black, his whole body seemed to be fused with the Xuanhuan Sword, the sword man was one, and only the sword light was seen in mid-air, but no human figure was seen. Even the sword light stabbed towards the man in black at an incredibly fast speed.

With a "Zheng" sound, the man in black stretched out two fingers and steadily clamped the flying blade. It was obvious that he was holding the sword with his fingers, but it made a sound of gold and iron, as if the two fingers of the man in black were metal.

As the Xuanhuan Sword was intercepted in mid-air, Du Fuwei also showed his figure in mid-air, and he said: "Sure enough, he is a master, and there are two hits. Look at this trick again. ”

Since Duvoy's body appeared in mid-air, without the slightest pause, his body spun. The noisy sword that was caught in the finger of the man in black also drilled into the finger of the man in black like an electric drill.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng. An incredible sound sounded in the air. There was not only the scream of the sword itself, but also the sound of the sword rubbing between the two fingers of the man in black. It's a very weird noise that mixes together. Long Xiaomo and the others present couldn't help but shout loudly to combat this noise.

But the man in black was always like a stone statue in the wind, and he only stretched out two fingers to grip the Xuanhuan Sword, making it difficult for it to move forward for another half a minute.

The man in black didn't move, but some people couldn't help but get restless. It is the obscene Xiaolang Jun Qing Xuanzi who has always liked to sneak attack and pick up leaks. Even the way he sneaks up is very special, retreating.

Yes, you read that right, Qing Xuanzi is

It is good at retreat. The reason why he was cut off by Qingtengzi was because he was a flower thief. And he also knows that his appearance is too obscene, so his method of picking flowers is to escape. Where there is demand, there will be progress, so Qing Xuanzi's retreat technique is the most clever in the world.

Under the cover of the loud noise, Qing Xuanzi escaped into the ground, and when he reached the foot of the man in black, Qing Xuanzi took out a five-inch dagger from his arms and slowly handed it up. He calculated very accurately, the blade of the sword was aimed at the Yongquan point on the sole of the man in black's feet, so as long as this sword pierced two inches, it would bring immeasurable losses to the man in black who was competing for internal strength.

But when Qing Xuanzi's blade stabbed upward, it was like piercing a steel plate, and he couldn't stab half a minute more.

The man in black, who was fighting with Du Fuwei's internal strength, suddenly felt Qing Xuanzi's sneak attack, snorted coldly, and lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot.

Qing Xuanzi, who was below the ground, suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from all directions. The surrounding soil, which was originally soft, suddenly became as solid as a rock, and he was like Sun Wukong wrapped in a stone. Soon, Qing Xuanzi felt that it was difficult for him to even breathe.

The two fingers of the man in black who were holding the Xuanhuan Sword suddenly used force, stopping the trend of the Xuanhuan Sword's rotation, and then the other free right hand suddenly clenched into a fist and struck towards Du Fuwei's assistant.

Du Fuwei is worthy of being the top master in the world, he changed his moves quickly, took the right fist of the man in black with his left hand, and at the same time shouted "Heart Shield", and a burst of purple light appeared all over his body to protect his body.

After Du Fuwei took the next move, his body flew backwards violently, and this move could be regarded as a futile.

The man in black forced Du Fuwei back with one move, but he didn't look happy, one hand stretched out under his feet, and even brought people with soil, and lifted Qing Xuanzi out.

The mud wrapped around Qing Xuanzi's body was as hard as quick-drying cement. With a flick of the man in black, he bounced open the shell of Qing Xuanzi's body. Kiyogenko fell to the ground like a chick that had just hatched from an egg.

Qing Xuanzi is also a master of the first layer of Yuanying, but at this time, he crawled to the side in embarrassment, and shouted while crawling: "Fossil Divine Skill, Fossil Divine Skill, it's his mother's fossil divine skill, the ghost saint Yan Xiao is back, the ghost saint is back." ”

Qing Xuanzi was so frightened, the devil knows what he went through underground.

Du Fuwei, who flew to the side, couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and said in his heart: "If it is the ghost saint Yan Xiao who comes back from the dead, then this Jianghu must be a different matter." So Du Fuwei arched his hand and said: "I don't know that the ghost saint is coming, and the late descendant Du Fuwei is rude." ”

The man in black said in a hoarse voice to Du Fuwei: "What do you juniors want to do, Lao Tzu doesn't care, but this Long Xiaomo is useful to Lao Tzu, and he will be taken away, you won't have any opinions, right?"

Du Fuwei's mind was rapidly calculating, if this man in black was really a ghost saint Yan Xiao, he and Qing Xuanzi were not opponents combined. It is certainly a great achievement to be able to support an emperor, but it is not as good as his own life. Then he arched his hand and said: "The ghost saint is a senior master, since the seniors have shown it, the younger generations should obey their fate." Then he made a gesture of invitation, signaling that the man in black could take Long Xiaomo away.