The two parted sharply and collided with each other at a rapid pace. The fox demon was surrounded by monstrous evil energy, only to see the clouds surging, and the black clouds covering the sky and the sun.

The fox girl's face turned pale: "It's okay, that old dog has been chasing and killing me back then, and now I will kill his apprentice!"

I saw the yin wind howling, and the whole big cloud enveloped the mountain. Thick clouds rolled like huge waves, toppling overhead, blocking all daylight.

The sound was even greater when it got closer, covering the sky and the sun under the pressure of black pressure, and the whimpering sound in the wind gust was like a ghost crying wolf in the gloomy clouds.

Soon the entire sky was covered and unstoppable, and the earth was pitch black.

The clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the occasional ghost could be seen rolling in the clouds, instantly shrouding everything in the valley in an endless gray veil.

I saw that it was filled between heaven and earth, and every ray of light and every inch of space seemed to be filled with an eerie cold air, as long as it was close, it was like being naked under thousands of blades, and it was so cold that it made people frighten.

Seeing the fox demon casting a spell, the little half-immortal didn't dare to be careless, and immediately cast a spell to form a golden shield, and those skulls hit the shield, like hitting a moth in the fire, burning to ashes.

The golden light was sheng, and lotus lines appeared on the shield, and those lines gradually became clear and protruding, turning into real lotus flower bones, lotus flowers bloomed, petals fell, and suddenly became extremely hard and sharp in the air, flying towards the fox demon!

The little half-immortal's spiritual power is invincible to the fox demon, but he can turn his strength into a pound, the little half-immortal's white face is expressionless, and he stands in the demon wind, and swings the floating slaughter with a sword.

The Ancient Excalibur roared and smashed the countless unjust souls around him into ashes, roaring straight into the sky, and finally let out an unwilling scream, even shaking the sky slightly!

At this snap of his fingers, the little half-immortal turned over his white robe, only to see the long sword come out, and the blue light broke through the air and slashed horizontally.

In the chaos of heaven and earth, the line was divided into two, and then the white sleeves blew the wind, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the body jumped up, and the sea of black clouds suddenly surged!

Xiao Banxian has not been concentrating on practicing the exercises for the past three years, and he can only cast a shadow when he encounters his fierce rival, Xiao Banxian.

Although the little half-immortal of the seven-character mental method taught by the master has realized many wonderful uses, he has not returned from the master for a long time, and no one has pointed out the changes, and all the moves are invented by his own daily experience, and he has never fought with anyone, so he doesn't know whether he can use it or not.

This method is all based on spiritual understanding, hard work, and dissolution according to the teacher's experience. Although the little half-immortal learned the best Taoism in the inner family, he was in a remote township on weekdays, and he had no experience of competition and was a little nervous.

But Xiao Banxian felt that his momentum must not be lost at this time, so he also sighed twice: "Who kills who is not certain!"

The little half-immortal roared like a tiger roaring and a dragon, pinched the trick with his left hand, stretched his long arm upward, and five slender nails as white as jade flicked a few times, and then flew up dozens of sword shadow bowls of red light, and flew up,

As soon as he collided with the fox demon in the black clouds, there was a huge thunderous shock, and the sword qi was scattered by the fox demon.

Xiao Banxian simply didn't look out at the fox demon in the distance at this time, and stood there with his eyes closed and recuperated, rehearsing the nine-style floating slaughter sword move that the master had passed on to him in his mind.

This is what the master taught him, Buddhism has a "closed-mouth Zen", and the old man of the little half-immortal shamelessly copied it, and gave himself a name for this strange practice method, called "closed-eyes Zen".

Over time, the little half-immortal had no choice but to get rid of distracting thoughts and try hard to think of the formula.

Gradually, when the little half-immortal finds that when a person has no internal and external disturbances and no distractions, he will enter a very mysterious situation, and he can really think and form as one.

At this time, it seemed that he had already settled down, and he couldn't tell whether he was performing the move himself, or just thinking about it in his head.

And the moves that come with meditation with your eyes closed can be performed naturally when you try your hands, and they are no worse than those that come with your own hands.

At this time, the little half-immortal flew in the air, the wind, blowing its fluttering wide sleeves, eyebrows and eyes like an immortal descending to earth, once again raised his arms and raised the Futu sword, only to hear a loud sound of stone breaking the sky, and the cliff wall in front of him was suddenly divided into two, and it was cracked.

The fox demon was injured by the sword blade, and couldn't help but say: "You, a little Taoist, can actually have such advanced swordsmanship, I really underestimate you!"

Although the little half-immortal is thin and withered, he is only twenty-five or sixteen years old, but he has a great background.

Since he was five or six years old, he passed on the heart method according to the half-immortal family, soaking the muscles and bones with the secret medicine, and then teaching training with manpower, and the talent is good, and he has divine power.

The master of the little half-immortal once said that after practicing the mantra for more than three years, although he can't get in, he must be able to bear the beating.

In the past three years, Xiao Banxian's internal strength has been able to be used at will, traveling around the whole body, no matter where it is transported, Hugh said that the knife and axe are chopping, no matter how powerful the technique is, it will not be injured.

The little half-immortal who didn't take the words of the fox demon for granted, and when he heard the words of the year, he glanced at the fox demon and interjected with a smile: "When the master let you go, it was not easy to cherish your thousand-year-old cultivation, but who knew that the fierce heart did not change, and the nature was difficult to change. ”

"It doesn't hurt to take revenge, even the disciples and grandchildren of the master must be killed, it seems to be so vicious, there is no heavenly reason. You bullied the juniors for their cultivation is still shallow, absorbing Yuan Yang's fierce poison, and acting dangerously, my master wants to eliminate harm for the world. ”

"Today you are not allowed to live, since you have practiced for thousands of years, you have not performed it, and you are unwilling to die, so let's make a break today!. ”

The fox girl sneered, and as soon as she made a move, there was a blood mist in the sky, and there was a faint sound of ghosts crying in the blood mist, worthy of being a fox who has been on the road for thousands of years.

The little half-immortal snorted lightly, and the Futu Sword slashed down in the air, directly splitting the blood mist in half.

Taking advantage of this gap, the little half-immortal put a thunder guide charm on the hilt of the sword, raised the Futu sword, and chanted the thunder guide in a loud voice: "Inform Ling Xiao, the demon is evil in the world, the matter is clear, and the thunder prince will punish the evil." ”

Xiao Banxian has been practicing hard day and night for several years, and his internal strength has reached the superior realm. Because of the usual inquiries and elegance, the master also taught him to prohibit the use of the Tao with mortals.

So I've never really used all my strength to make a move, and I've never been so nervous, and I don't know the size of my skills or whether the decomposition changes I have realized are suitable.

However, Xiao Banxian is still very confident in the tricks taught to him by the master, this lore has to practice tricks, if you want to win today, you can't do it without tricks.

And the trick Heavenly Thunder Technique will never be easy to learn, it is the highest level of the Dao Law, and it is one of the results of the Dao Law to the extreme.

As the saying goes, after a thousand songs, then the sound, and then a thousand swords and then recognize the device. Without excellence, how can we go through the Yang in a hundred steps? Without tempering, how can practice make perfect? Without being at ease, how can we talk about achieving perfection?

When the fox girl heard this, she screamed: "Slut!"

The little half-immortal couldn't help laughing, if he fought hard, he really wouldn't be pleased, but who let the fox girl catastrophe come, he just attracted the thunder tribulation a few days earlier.

The sky suddenly gathered a few dark clouds, which blocked the daylight, and the valley suddenly darkened.

The fox girl is not afraid of the rune thunder attracted by the little half-fairy, but her catastrophe is in front of her, this rune thunder will trigger the heavenly thunder, and she is now injured on her body, and she can't resist the heavenly thunder at all.

Soon there was a faint sound of thunder in the dark clouds, and the little half-immortal felt that the Futu Sword in his hand began to vibrate, in fact, this was the first time that the little half-immortal led the thunder, and his heart was even more bottomless than the Futu Sword.

The vibration from the hilt made him feel like his jaw was about to crack, but he still had a smile on his face.

The first rune thunder finally condensed and took shape in the dark clouds, and the little half-immortal felt that he had done a good job of 120,000 points of psychological construction, but when the rune thunder fell, he almost burst into foul language.