Yang Quanzi is an old devil who has accumulated years, conspiracy and calculation are at his fingertips, almost instinctive, and before he had time to think deeply, he pretended to be angry, and said such a sentence that showed the enemy weakness and implied threat, with the heart of arrogance Liu slaughtering dogs, and the right to delay the army.

He didn't expect to be able to calm things down with just one sentence, but he just thought that he could make this black crow have scruples, lose his fierce spirit and not be afraid of death, and let his family toss and turn, and then naturally have a thousand means to slowly concoct it, and teach this junior to know what is the height of the mountain and the wonder of supernatural powers.

At this moment, when he saw his own words, in exchange for a more ferocious and resolute attack from the tiger, he suddenly reacted, but it was too late to regret it.

He knew that Liu Tugou's youthful spirit was the most unbearable, and his words fell in the ears of the other party, which would not only be regarded as a provocation, but also appear to be cowardly, fierce and inward-looking, and he lost one point first in terms of momentum.

Bang!

It's another lose-lose collision.

Yang Quanzi couldn't help but scold in his heart: "Mixed rammers, no wonder they dare to shake the tree and provoke the nose of the old cow." ”

He had seen Liu Tugou resist the long river of sword qi that day, and knew that this son was full of vigor and sharpness, just like those people of his generation two hundred years ago, and even including himself back then, they were all born and heroic.

The real competition to the death, even if his own realm cultivation is much stronger than when he hastily raised the realm on the night of the night sacrifice, the magic of use and the experience of fighting are definitely not comparable to juniors such as Liu Tugou, but it may not be able to win the battle, not to mention many variables such as the town prison marquis.

Yang Quanzi knew that although his whereabouts were extremely secret, and very few people knew about it, he would definitely not be able to hide it from the edict, and it was a matter of time before Liu Tugou came to the door.

It is because he has been planning and figuring out for a long time, and he already knows a lot about Liu Tugou's temperament and past behavior, so he conspired with the king of Runan to set this situation of inspiration to the death, which can not only make use of his strengths and avoid weaknesses, minimize variables, but also block the mouths of all parties afterwards.

Even if there are still some troubles, when he returns to the realm of supernatural powers, all of them will disappear.

It's a pity that Liu Tugou was seriously injured because of his hard resistance to Lu Jue before he entered Beijing, and he has been closed.

Otherwise, even if Liu Tugou doesn't take the initiative to come to the door, Yang Quanzi will definitely find an opportunity to pull the king of Runan and this black crow to meet each other as soon as they make their debut, make him known all over the city, and fight for life and death in front of everyone's eyes.

Who would have thought that as soon as the dynasty would disperse, not long after the king of Runan returned to his house with his front foot, Liu Tugou would come to the door with his back foot, which really caught Yang Quanzi off guard.

Fortunately, Gongxi Xiaobai also came to the door together, as a witness, the weight of the young master of the Gongxi clan was barely qualified, and he finally saved a lot of trouble and did not fall into the truth.

Yang Quanzi calculated correctly, and introduced Liu Tugou into the middle of the river in a few words, and it was planned that it would only take a lot of effort to devour this new supernatural power seed and truly make a comeback.

Who knew that the chess was a bad move, Wu Yan fell silently first, this Liu Tugou is a fiery temperament, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them really fell into a game of hard fighting, injury for injury.

suffered a big loss again, Yang Quanzi had no luck in his heart, his voice became calm, there was no joy and anger in it, and he sighed: "The future life is terrifying......"

The white bone ghost claw green flame was blazing, and he clenched his fist violently, hiding the most damaged five-finger fingertips into his palm, and then took the initiative to face the fierce tiger that pounced again from a high position, and rushed up!

This punch can be called a push withering, first smashing one of the tiger's front paws, and then the remaining momentum is not weakened, extremely ferocious from the tiger's jaw penetrated, straight into the brain, and the Buddha fought fiercely.

Under the aftermath of the collision, the tiger exploded violently, turning into a rain of light in the sky, falling down.

Only a big Buddha sits cross-legged, the eternal and indelible artistic conception spreads, and the chains from nowhere are rattled, fixing the turbulent void, and also fixing the light and rain that the tiger has turned into.

On the other hand, Yangquanzi, a huge crack spread on the back of the fist, and it was also very traumatic, which was shocking.

"What a current Dharma body! He is worthy of being a former Buddha protector of the Great Compassion Monk. It is rumored that Wu hindered his entry into the WTO, and did not hesitate to become the Son of Heaven's eagle dog, provoking boundless cause and effect, precisely to penetrate the Dharma Body of the Third World in one fell swoop and achieve an unprecedented realm of heaven and man in Buddhism? ”

Yang Quanzi said, and without waiting for the tiger to recover its form, another punch flew out and hit the forehead of the big Buddha.

Everywhere the fist wind passed, many points of light were extinguished and turned into nothingness.

More points of light float backwards, surrounding the Buddha, gathering more and more, like a band of light.

Snort!

The bone fist had not yet touched the Buddha, and it had been blocked by the light band, making a violent friction sound.

This seemingly fragile belt of light was even tougher than the previous tiger, and it was beyond Yangquanzi's expectations.

Slightly blocked by this band of light, the chains wrapped around the Buddha's body suddenly revived, exuding the artistic conception of binding everything, extending towards the bone claws.

The bone claw then retreated, avoiding the edge for the time being.

After all, it is one thing to use Liu Tugou's tiger as a buffer, to fight a time difference, and slowly wear out the unresponsive Wu Yan's divine will, and it is another thing to take the initiative to provoke and fight hard with the true intention of the real recovery.

Seeing that there was no threat, the Buddha who was inspired by Liu Tugou did not pursue, and the chain fell silent again.

It was only at this time that Yang Quanzi suddenly discovered that the light and rain gathered together, where was the light band, and it was clearly the blade of a knife!

It's just that this knife is so huge, even far more than the Big Buddha and the Bone Fist, that the light point seems a little thin, and I can't even recognize it at a glance.

At this moment, I looked at it intently, and saw that this knife was thousands of miles long, and the blood was monstrous, not only the brilliance and purity of the previous spiritual root, but also as fierce as the tiger.

At this moment, even a well-informed old demon like Yang Quanzi was taken aback: "The spiritual root and the tiger are all changes, and this butcher's knife is the root? What a mess and yet what a terrible inspiration this is! Providence favors it, and it can be biased to this extent?"

When he was shocked, he saw that the butcher's knife changed again, and the blade suddenly shrank, no longer pursuing a large and inappropriate form, but was extremely condensed, comparable to a bone fist.

The blade of the knife is as clear as autumn water, glowing with light cyan, and the murderous aura is far beyond the previous one, just by looking at it, Yang Quanzi has the illusion of being sharp and penetrating.

The big Buddha is like a flower in the mirror, reflected in the clear knife body, leaving only the chain to connect the inside and outside, densely wrapped around the knife body, which is both suppression and sharpening.

"It's no wonder that the blade of the knife was able to cause the chain to revive itself. Crazy people! All are crazy people! Such cruel and dangerous methods are really unheard of. Aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed and crushed by the true intentions of the supernatural powers?"

Seeing that Liu Tugou was trying to see the dagger, he used all his strength, and he was already faintly behind. If this continues, I am afraid that there is only one way to lose or even lose.

As for whether Liu Tugou couldn't support Wu Yan's divine will first, or was his own inspiration destroyed first? The so-called fist is afraid of being young, at least in the realm of inspiration, and Yang Quanzi has no luck in his heart.

The unwillingness in his chest was like a burning fire, and he couldn't help but say with hatred: "Wu hinders the thief and deceives people too much! The old man swears here, if you don't die today, I will teach you that Buddhism is declining and there is no one in Taoism!"

He was just angry for a moment, casually making a vow that could never be fulfilled.

Who knows that this is in the heart lake, and it is the most dangerous and pure inspiration to fight to the death, and any thought is pure and flawless, reflecting the heart, which is fundamentally different from the outside.

As soon as this kind of heart oath came out, the green flame of the bone fist immediately added fuel to the fire, and with a sudden breath, it suddenly sprung up, and the monstrous green flame infected most of the void.

In the sound of crackling flames, the cracks on the bone fist were all healed, and the countless crimson sheep's horn ghost faces were refined in an instant, but seeing that the bones were warm and flawless, they actually gave birth to a holy meaning.

Most of the impurities and dirt that could not be removed for more than 200 years in the inspiration of Yang Quanzi's mind were burned, like a return to the light, faintly reproducing the harmonious and pure spiritual realm of a great master with magical powers.

This is a change that no one expected, the avenue of heaven and earth, the mysterious, the old devil is in an impossible situation, and once again peeks into the realm of supernatural powers, it is really a foot high, and the magic is a foot high!

"I see!"

Yang Quanzi was both happy and regretful: "In my heart, I have the heart of courage and perseverance, once I enter this chess game, regardless of good and evil, good and evil, I will have my own luck! The ridiculous old man has been breathing for 200 years, and he thought that he was well versed in the way of usurping and devouring, and he was really sitting in the well and watching the sky, laughing and generous!"

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, if the old man wants to fulfill this great wish, he will start from today!"

The bone fist suddenly returned to its original form, and even the green flames that filled the void converged, and the entire fist became crystal green, like jade.

Then, a fluttering punch flew towards the Slaughtering Knife, without the slightest bit of might.

The void vibrated violently, and the sound of shattering was heard everywhere the bone fist passed, and it became a chaos.

Seeing that Yang Quanzi was menacing, Liu Tugou was between life and death, but he was extremely happy in his chest, and laughed: "Wonderful!"

Because of the clash of inspirations, Yang Quanzi sank away and sublimated to the realm of supernatural powers again, and he also appreciated a little bit.

The slaughtering knife is horizontal, but the knife is bright!

The power of humanity is invincible, and my sword goes to the supernatural power!

Helian Minghe once said to Liu Tugou: "Things in the world can be repeated over and over again, if it is repeated again and again, it will be too late, and my third knife is only used when dividing life and death." ”

Liu Tugou originally had three knives, but since the hard resistance to Lu Jue Wai was one knife that day, there was only one knife left.

This knife can also be called a landslide, or it can be called a big river landing, but in fact, the knife move has no name, just look at the knife intent.

The second master's sword intent is very simple.

This knife kills good and evil, enmity and hatred, and divides life and death!