"Interesting?"

The white-haired old man looked at Guo Lengyue's appearance and pinched his chin thoughtfully.

"Relying on the secret method from the early stage of the Yellow Order to the middle stage, I have to say that your secret method is really powerful"

To be honest, even Zhuge Ming was slightly surprised, this martial art is really perverted.

"Boom ......"

There was a muffled sound, and when all these black objects were submerged in Guo Lengyue's body, his eyes were so similar to Zhuge Ming's, dark inky eyes.

A faint killing intent spread from Guo Lengyue's body, and these killing intent seemed to form a substance, and the surrounding flowers and plants instantly shattered and turned into nothingness.

"Not enough, not enough"

Guo Lengyue muttered to himself, his hands were still holding the law, only a first-order cultivation had risen, it was far from enough, a white-haired old man with strength like him could still kill him in an instant, so he wanted more, more undead.

Looking at Guo Lengyue's appearance, the white-haired old man frowned slightly, the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, he understood that he couldn't let Guo Lengyue continue to summon, otherwise he would die in the end.

"Boy, I chased from H City to S City, I won't waste time on you"

The white-haired old man's eyes narrowed, and the strength of the peak of the late Xuan Rank was revealed, he wanted to fight quickly, and he still remembered Ye Tian's lesson.

"Leave your martial arts skills, I can give you a good time"

Zhuge Ming glanced at Guo Lengyue, only to see that the corners of his mouth kept spitting out green blood, and behind Guo Lengyue, dense black objects kept floating behind him, and every time he absorbed a soul, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

He knew that Guo Lengyue was desperate, and with the strength of the two of them, it was impossible for him to be the opponent of the white-haired old man, so he could only pin his hopes on Guo Lengyue to buy him more time.

Zhuge Ming didn't answer his words, the Lock Desire Sword in his hand was held tighter, his eyes stared at the white-haired old man indifferently, and his heart was unusually calm.

"Kill"

Zhuge Ming stepped on the ground with one foot, and his figure instantly rushed towards the white-haired old man, and the strength of the peak of the late stage of soul condensation was all released, and he used his actions to tell the white-haired old man that if he wanted to fight, he would fight.

Seeing Zhuge Ming rushing over, a sneer crossed the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth, and his right hand clenched his fist and smashed it into Zhuge Ming's face.

"The first form of the life-seeking sword technique, Suo"

Zhuge Ming shouted, and the black long sword in his hand hit the white-haired old man's fist fiercely.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, Zhuge Ming flew out directly, and the white-haired old man took three steps back, and he regretted the peak of the Xuan Rank with the peak of the soul condensation, a whole big realm difference, but he did it.

"Ahem"

Zhuge Ming got up with difficulty, glanced at Guo Lengyue, and saw that a pool of green blood had been vomited in front of him, and his strength had reached the late stage of the spirit warrior, but he still didn't stop, because this was far from enough.

"Boy, it seems that I underestimated you" A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man.

"The people who killed my Tie family still want to live?"

The white-haired old man slammed into one foot, and his figure instantly rushed towards Zhuge Ming, and the gust of fist wind made Zhuge Ming's pupils condense.

"Admiralty Aura"

The white-haired old man in mid-air snorted, the two people in front of him couldn't stay, and he had to do his best, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable over time.

Seeing the white-haired old man rushing over, Zhuge Ming stood the sword of Desire Lock on his chest in a hurry.

"Bang ......"

The violent fist wind hit the Lock Desire Sword fiercely, and that force directly made Zhuge Ming fly more than ten meters away, spitting out several blood donations on the way.

The white-haired old man turned to look at Guo Lengyue, the cold aura made him very frightened, a chill rose from the soles of his feet, he knew that the biggest threat was not Zhuge Ming, but the person in front of him.

Seeing the white-haired old man looking at Guo Lengyue, Zhuge Ming secretly said that it was not good, and stood up with difficulty holding the sword body, the tyrannical aura erupted from his body, and the black true qi flowed from his body to the Lock Desire Sword.

"Buzz ......"

The sound of the sword sounded, Zhuge Ming instantly rushed towards the white-haired old man, the speed was staggering, raising his hand was the life-seeking swordsmanship, the sword body stabbed at the white-haired old man fiercely, a sword light flashed, and stopped within three meters of the white-haired old man's body.

No matter how much effort Zhuge Ming used, it was still difficult to make progress.

"Looking for Death"

Seeing Zhuge Ming rushing towards him without knowing whether he was alive or dead, the white-haired old man's killing intent broke out instantly, Zhuge Ming must be dealt with first, otherwise he would not be able to strangle the young man who made him feel cold.

"Iron Tiger Fist"

The white-haired old man launched the strongest martial art, the high-grade martial art of the yellow rank, only to see a fierce tiger condensed in the void, raised his head to the sky and roared, and rushed towards Zhuge Ming, who was close at hand.

Zhuge Ming's pupils condensed, grabbed the Desire Lock Sword and hurriedly retreated, and used the life-seeking sword technique, causing the white-haired old man's fist to shift.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the tiger formed by the internal force hit the tree behind Zhuge Ming fiercely, the big tree was shattered instantly, and Zhuge Ming rushed towards the white-haired old man again without giving up.

Because he knew that he was about to break through, and the comprehension in the battle could only be achieved by Shura, and when he was strong, he would be strong, and he would kill the Tao.

"Haha, come again"

Zhuge Ming laughed loudly, and his figure rushed towards the white-haired old man, using him as a stepping stone today to break through the yin brake.

When Zhuge Ming rushed towards the white-haired old man, Guo Lengyue opened his eyes and realized that time seemed to stand still, but it seemed to have never stopped, and the black gas spread from Guo Lengyue's body, which was the materialization of killing intent.

Everywhere he went, the flowers and plants shattered in an instant, and his cultivation reached the peak of the late stage of the spirit warrior, his body was full of explosive power, and his body was almost torn apart, although "Death Spirit" was very strong, but there would still be a price.

Originally, he wanted to be promoted directly to the spirit soldier, but his body couldn't support it, and if he did, what was waiting for him would be to explode and die.

"Quack ......"

A strange laugh came out of Guo Lengyue's mouth, the smile on his face was extremely weird, the white-haired old man glanced at him, and suddenly a killing intent rushed directly into his mind, seizing his sanity.

"Kill...... Kill...... Kill"

The white-haired old man only had this one thought in his mind, and he secretly said something bad in his heart, and bit his tongue fiercely, the huge pain made him regain consciousness, although it was only for a moment, but Zhuge Ming still seized the opportunity.

"Suo"

Zhuge Ming used the life-seeking sword technique and stabbed him fiercely in the neck, but at this moment, the white-haired old man's golden bell aura continued to operate, and the Lock Desire Sword stopped less than a centimeter at the white-haired old man's neck.

The white-haired old man broke out in a cold sweat, if he hadn't been decisive, he would have died by now.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The white-haired old man unleashed the Iron Tiger Fist, and the huge fist style made Zhuge Ming's pupils shrink, and he wanted to retreat.

But he found that the white-haired old man was only holding his sword, which made him difficult to understand, and the red blood was drawn from his palm, obviously he wanted to kill Zhuge Ming directly this time.

"Poof......

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