After receiving the order of the fair-skinned man, the old man surnamed Du was on tiptoe, his body moved, and he rushed forward.

Unlike martial artists who cultivate their own bodies, have strong physiques, can fight across borders, and have a unique advantage in hand-to-hand combat, most monks are proficient in supernatural spells and are not good at hand-to-hand combat.

As the protector of Zhang Song, who is expected to become the next city lord, Du Bo is known as the Black Scale Demon in the Burial City, and he can be ranked in the top ten in the Burial City.

As a monk who climbed the five realms of the building, Du Bo cultivated a technique, and when he ran this skill, there would be a soul of injustice coming out of the body, attached to the whole body like black fish scales, and it was indestructible, so the old man who was originally a monk was extremely fond of fighting with people.

Suddenly, Du Bo, who was originally running straight forward, quickly swept back and retreated.

Ahead, a purple seal smashed down!

A swift figure stood in front of the boy and girl.

Dong Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief and told the girl not to be nervous, it was her own person.

Ma Xinxin, who came in a hurry from the town, was a little disordered, and as the young man and girl walked into the Swap Lake, his divine sense could not detect the situation over there at all, so the old man immediately set off, just in time for Du Bo to make a move, fortunately, he was prepared when he came, and he sacrificed this treasure seal in time.

Zhang Song was quite interested, looked at the mountain-like treasure seal smashed down in the air, and said with a smile: "Amazing, amazing, it's a magic weapon as soon as you make a move." ”

Without saying a word, Ma Cheng moved his palm in his sleeve and urged the treasure seal again.

Seeing that the seal that shook and vacated again smashed down on his head, the corners of Du Bo's mouth twitched, suppressing his divine consciousness here, if he knew just now that it was just such a low-level magic weapon, he still needed to hide?

With a burst of terrible screams, the black scales on Du Bo's body grew wildly, and his hands were raised upward, holding the treasure of Ziyun Mountain Zhenshan alive!

The treasure seal shook, and even the old man under his body whose face was covered with black scales was bent over his knees, but the fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted.

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly, the black scales on his body unfolded, and the old man's momentum was amazing, and the arms holding the treasure seal were raised.

This treasure seal, which once easily crushed the Qingbai River Monster into a pulp, smashed heavily on the edge of the lake!

One by one, the unjust souls leaned out of the unfolded black scales, dancing and swaying behind him, and Du Bo, who only showed his eyes and hair, chuckled, "That's all there is to it?"

Ma Chengxin, who manipulated the purple cloud to press the mountain seal, turned pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, soaking all over.

The pupils in Zhang Song's eyes rotated, and he shook his head, what is it a person from a remote and small place, do you really think that you can walk sideways with the cultivation of the second realm of ascending the building?

Bored, Zhang Song walked forward, came to Du Bo's side, pointed at Dong Yanyan, and said with a smile: "Leave this to me, and the rest will be solved as soon as possible." ”

Du Bo chuckled, "Why should the young master make a move, dirty his body, and hand it over to the old slave." ”

Turning his gaze to Dong Yanyan, Zhang Song yawned, "It's boring." ”

Du Bo didn't say anything more and rushed forward.

The girl with fist intent flowing all over her body looked at Ma Chengxin and said softly to Dong Nanyan, "You take care of him, he was shocked, and it seems that he was not lightly injured." ”

Dong Yanyan, who could sense that Ma was not in a very good state, nodded, "What about you?"

The girl turned her head and chuckled, her eyes bright.

"Of course I'm going to beat people!"

The girl's body seemed to bloom with thunder, shocking the eardrums, and then instantly converged and rushed forward!

Covered in black scales, the ghosts and ghosts danced behind him, Du Bo looked at the girl who was smashing his fist in front of him, and sneered in his heart, "I can't find death, I didn't see that the treasure seal magic weapon just now can't help him, and I still want to rely on my fists to fight against myself?"

Du Bo didn't resist, let the girl punch in the abdomen, the black scales of his right fist spread, and smashed it on the girl's face, he wanted to see, and when the next punch smashed half of the face, the girl who didn't know whether to live or die still couldn't swing her fist.

Suddenly, Du Bo's right fist suddenly retracted, covering his heart, his face full of disbelief.

The black scales of the old man's abdomen were sunken, and after he smashed it with a fist, it was like a wave of frenzy of dark energy!

Even the ghosts and ghosts dancing behind him were blurred by this punch!

The powerful ghost shrank into his body, and the black scales on his body stood up, and after the girl's body retreated, Du Bo's killing machine skyrocketed, and the punch just now actually made him feel pain.

The black-scaled Du Bo roared, the ground shook, and in an instant, the gravel on the shore took off, the trees exploded, and the old man turned over like a black Jiao and smashed towards the girl.

Dong Nanyan on the shore almost couldn't stand on his feet, so you can imagine how much pressure the girl faced the tyrannical old man alone.

The girl was a little unable to dodge, and she was about to be smashed, and at the critical moment, Ma Cheng slid out a silver rope in her sleeve, quickly wrapped around the girl, and pulled the girl back to her side.

The fair-skinned Zhang Song looked at the figure covered in black scales that walked out of the deep pit, and was surprised, how many years have not seen Grandpa Du's posture, I remember the last time I saw this form, or to encircle and suppress a monk who did not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and dared to come to the funeral city to turn the presumptuous monk who relied on the cultivation of Ling Xujing, Du Bo's body was upside down and bloomed with black scales, which left a deep impression on himself when he was still young.

Zhang Song secretly said in his heart, he has to do it, if he doesn't make a move, I'm afraid his playthings will be torn apart by the tyrannical Grandpa Du.

The ground on the shore trembled, and the old man who looked like a black-scaled monster was amazingly powerful, like a giant beast looking down on the ants under his feet, and slowly walked forward.

Ma Cheng let go of the girl, turned his hand and pulled Dong Nanyan, and was about to throw the boy into the distance, "Little friend, it seems that we have no chance of winning now, and the only chance of survival is..."

Suddenly threw Dong Nanyan out, and the old man shouted: "Do you remember what you held in your hand when you and I met that day?

Looking at the figure with a fierce light in his eyes, he couldn't even take down the seal, Ma sighed sincerely, it would be nice if the Soul Eater Bead was still there, but as the footsteps approached, the old man shook his head, even with the Soul Eater Bead, I am afraid that it would be more than lucky.

Now I can only hope that when we met by the lake, the harpoon that the young man wielded, which was given to the young man, was not a mortal thing, so Ma Cheng hid his heart and did not say that it was a harpoon for Dong Nanyan to obtain, otherwise it would be heard by the enemy, and he was afraid that he would take precautions.

Thinking that with this old bone, I can delay for a while, so I will delay for a while. The old man grabbed the girl's shoulders and threw the girl far away, after all, if she stayed, she might die.

Unexpectedly, the girl shook her head, dodged, stretched her left palm forward, and clenched her right fist behind her, "No need, if there is anything that can turn the situation around, let that fool go." ”

With a roaring sound, already approaching the girl and Ma Xinxin, Du Bo, who had turned into a black scale demon, had scaly armor on his fingers, and his five fingers became hooks, grabbing the girl.

The girl turned sideways slightly, listening to the sound of the wind whistling beside her, her left palm blocked the swinging arm blow of Du Bo's turn, and when the palm turned, the steps under her feet were light, and she unloaded her strength, but she was still shocked by this blow and fell out.

Du Bo, who had no result in a blow, turned around and kicked in front of Ma Chengxin, whose arms were interacting, and the black scales under his feet were like cold iron with scarlet blood. Turning his head to look, he stretched out his hand to shake the void in the air, and Dong Nanyan, who was thrown into the distance by Ma Chengcheng, seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, unable to move in the air.

The old man covered in black scales sneered, "The plaything in the young master's picture, you still want to run?", with a wave of his arm, the young man in the air slammed in front of the fair-skinned man.

The arms were dripping with blood, and the horse was heartfelt.

The girl, who was able to dodge Du Bo's blow, stepped forward and tried to save the boy, but a figure like a high wall stood in front of her.

Du Bo Senran smiled, the black scales on his face rubbed, "I'm too busy to take care of myself, and I still think about others?"

The female doll in front of him, the young master ordered, just the living dead, that young man, leave it to the young master to be responsible, so the only person he can kill today is the old man?

Du Bo felt that it was a little unpleasant.

Zhang Song stepped lightly, raised his legs, and stepped on the head of the young man who was about to struggle to get up, the corner of the man's mouth had a smile, but that smile was a little cold, "What are you struggling with, dying here today is your life." ”

Feeling the vibration coming from under his feet, Zhang Song sneered, "Still not admitting your fate?"

With a little force, he stepped the head of the resisting teenager into the dirt, Zhang Song didn't want to kill this teenager so quickly, and dared to kill his maidservant, so he had to torture it.

Retracting his legs, the man bent down, grabbed the boy's head, and lifted him into the air.

Looking at Dong Nanyan, who was full of anger, Zhang Song smiled and asked, "Do you hate me?"

Without waiting for Dong Nanyan to answer, the man let go of his hand and kicked the young man in the abdomen.

The girl can't care about fighting with the old man in front of her to dodge, if she continues like this, the fool will be killed!

The black scales on Du Bo's body trembled, stretched out his hand to block the girl, the sharp scales cut off the silver rope on his body, and looked at the remnant rope in Ma Zhen's sleeve, Du Bo smiled and said: "My young master is happy, you miscellaneous things just look at it, and you can survive for a while, it can be regarded as the kindness of our young master, you should cherish this kindness." ”

Dong Nanyan, who was kicked out several meters and rolled to the ground, endured severe pain, staggered to his feet, and raised his head, "You want to kill me because that ghost thing died at our hands, and there is a grudge between you and me, but is it possible that the whole village has a grudge against you? After killing so many people, won't your heart be uneasy, and you are not afraid of retribution!"

Zhang Song was condescending, punched the young man on the head, and said with a bright smile: "I, I'm really a very kind person, how can I have a grudge against others?"

The man's face was full of ridicule, "As for the people you mentioned, people? That's just ants like you, the weak eat the strong, those ants can become the nutrients for my intensive cultivation, it's their honor, is it against heaven to kill a few ants? besides..."

kicked the slumped young man out of the way with one kick, looking at the young man covered in blood, Zhang Song laughed and said: "Besides, what do you know about heavenly principles, in front of you ants, I am heavenly principles!"

"Destiny is hard to disobey, you ants, you should accept your fate!"

Dong Nanyan, who had spilled a mouthful of blood, trembled, lowered his head and gasped, thinking of the grief of those survivors in Qingyao County, after their relatives died in the mouth of the monster, and remembered that it was not too far from Nanzhen, and the scale was not small, but now it is a village full of graves.

The young man's anger came from it, clenched his fists, even if he was covered in blood, even if he knew that it was an egg hitting a stone, the young man rushed towards the man in front of him who pretended to be the principle of heaven.

When I was a child, the people in the town said that he was a disaster star, and that was fate!

When he was older, Grandpa Dong told him that he still had ten years to live, and that was fate!

Now, the man in front of him who wants to kill him says that he must die, and the man says that this is his life!

Everything is fate, but no one has ever told the boy why, he is this fate!

Why should he admit this fate!

So, boy, I don't want to accept my fate!

A punch in front of Zhang Song!

The boy is like hitting the sky!

It's like going against fate!

Dong Nanyan said softly: "I don't hate you. ”

The young man with a bloody face gritted his teeth, "I want to kill you!"

In front of Dong Nanyan's fist, a red light barrier lit up, enveloping the man and blocking the fist, Zhang Song felt interesting, "You want to kill me?"

A red barrier in front of him has been blocking the young man's fist, in fact, this punch, even if it is a hard hit, will not hurt the man in the slightest, but Zhang Song, who pretends to be the sky in front of Dong Nanyan, doesn't want this ant to have such a glorious moment, Dong Nanyan only felt a strong force coming from the barrier, and his body flew out upside down in an instant.

Zhang Song beckoned to Dong Nanyan, who fell to the ground, and laughed: "Come on, come on, I'll stand still and let you kill." ”

In the midst of the staggering, Dong Nanyan stood up again and smashed towards the barrier.

Flipping again.

Again and again, he struggled to get up covered in blood, and fell to the ground again and again.

Fists, stones, and branches became the boy's weapons to smash the barrier.

I don't know how many times it has passed, but the barrier in front of the man has not moved at all, and there is no crack, but the young man is already crumbling.

Seeing this, the horse struggled to the death, but was trampled on the back by Du Bo.

The girl's qi was disordered, blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, looking at the young man who fell to the ground again and again, her face was unbearable, although she tried her best again and again, but the old man covered with black scales in front of her was too strong, far from what she could deal with now.

The girl secretly hated, if it weren't for the failure of the Qingshen card, she could solve the dilemma in front of her by taking out a random thing, and not only the Qingshen card, but even the Qingshen clothes on her body seemed to have become mortal.

Looking at the young man who flew out again, Zhang Song felt that he had had enough fun, it was very boring, he clenched his right fist, and planned to show him when the self-conscious ants came to shake the tree again, what is boxing, and it can be regarded as a reward for the boy's burlesque performance before he died.

The man shook his head and sighed: "The sky and the earth are big, and it is the principle of heaven that the weak and the strong eat the strong, and you don't even understand these things, so you ants are just ants." ”

Dong Nanyan, whose body was shaky, had resolute eyes, knowing that this might be his last attack, the young man closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "The world is big?

Dong Nanyan opened his eyes, raised his last strength, and stepped forward.

In the frenzy, the young man who had nothing in his hand remembered in his heart that the girl said that it was a great opportunity, and his right hand was held in the void, and he said silently: "Follow the situation with the feeling, follow the person with your heart, heaven and earth are like a sword, like my sword..."

But his hand is empty, how can there be a long sword.

Laughing freely, the young man felt that if he had another chance, he would tell the girl that she was only a good man, and there was no great opportunity.

Void Zhang's hand was clenched, and Dong Nanyan smashed his fist on the red barrier!

"There is nothing wrong with the big world, but you have to know. ”

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and people's hearts are bounded!"

Just as the boy's last punch hit the barrier, there was a splash of frost on the water in the puddle next to the lake.

At the bottom of the water, on the remnant sword, a figure floated out, and when he looked up, the water was full of falling frost flowers.

"There are bones in the mountains in the depths of autumn, there is no trace of frost precipitation, the fire burns the cold stream pine for the ashes, and the frost falls on the spring forest flowers to the ground, and the time is honored for a while, is it the will of heaven?"

Stretched out his hand to catch the frost flower that sank to the bottom of the water, and muttered "Heaven and earth are infinite, and people's hearts are bounded", the figure flicked the remnant sword, and laughed: "It is said that the frost is falling and the young girl is moon, and the person in white who sends wine is given, but I don't have wine, and you don't have white clothes, so it's better to..."

"Lend you a sword!"

A golden sword with frosty flowers seemed to grow out of Zhang Song's body, the tip of the sword passed through the man's back, and the hilt of the sword effortlessly shattered the barrier, gently pushing the young man's clenched fist against the young man's palm.

Dong Nanyan's heart, whose face was covered with mud and blood, sounded a voice.

"The air is solemn and condensed, the dew is frost, the stinging insects are salty, and the frost is falling!