Several ten-meter-long water swords were suspended on the old man's side, each sword was extremely condensed, the tip of the sword was shining with sharp sword light, and around the sword body, there were a little water droplets jumping.

Brush brush, the long sword came out from condensation to killing, but in the middle, the long sword broke through the air, Ning Hong dodged, the old man smiled coldly, the crutch was light, and those water swords killed back the horse pistol.

Treading the wind and chasing the shadows, Ning Hong was like a beating elf, his steps were strange and erratic, those water swords couldn't even wipe the corners of his clothes, and the old man squinted his eyes.

He knew that Ning Hong's esoteric body technique must be some kind of mystical body technique, body martial arts, which could be regarded as the rarest martial arts, and what Ning Hong displayed should not be as simple as ordinary body martial arts, at least it was also a spiritual body technique, or even higher.

Moreover, the old man became more and more curious about Ning Hong's identity, and he didn't know what kind of face was hidden behind the hat.

"Hmph, hide your head and show your tail," there are water waves under the old man's feet, between walking, like a stream flowing turbulently, extremely fast, at this moment, the big sword surrounded Ning Hong, the terrifying sword qi cut through, blocking the road around him, as soon as he jumped up, the old man had already expected his movements, he jumped up one step earlier, the bottom of the crutches had the power of water beating, and pointed out at Ning Hong's head, "Yellow-haired child, you are still a little tender, I will send you to heaven." ”

"Old beast," Ning Hong's arm monkey roared, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, the rock condensed on his palm, and he no longer suppressed his spiritual energy cultivation, the purple gold hundred spirit realm was unfinished, and the rock fist blasted out towards the top.

The old man was a little shocked, he didn't expect that this kid turned out to be a monk of the Purple Gold Bailing, hidden deep enough, he shouted: "Boy, you are not the only one who has hidden your strength. ”

The crystal luster flashed on the surface of his body, and the sun shone brightly, and the terrifying momentum soared into the sky, and the water on the crutches surged, turning into a terrifying sword, "Die." ”

Poof, an old figure flew upside down, the old man's arm was in great pain after colliding with Ning Hong, and he felt that he seemed to be fighting the fierce beast just now.

"Interesting, boy, I don't want to know who you are now, I'm getting more and more interested in your body and the exercises for cultivating the flesh," this kid is too powerful, and the old man doesn't want to drag it out, he is too eager for Ning Hong's martial arts, afraid that Ning Hong will escape.

The several big swords suspended in mid-air merged into one, and an even larger water sword exuded a terrifying aura, and small drops of water fell from above, and the ground was like being overwhelmed by ten thousand swords, full of holes and cracks.

The old man's dull eyes were full of spirituality at this time, there were ripples of water, and the robe was hunting, he walked forward quickly, and the crutches in his hand were driven into the big sword, and the crutches were suspended at the bottom of the big sword, becoming transparent like water, and the big sword was completely integrated together, and on the sword body, there were inverted V lines, and the power of water in the sword began to boil, and a large number of bubbles surged.

The big sword was grasped by the small old man in his hand, waved like an arm, and a sword slashed out, throwing out a large number of bubbles, turning into a water sword, accompanied by the big sword.

Oh, the ground was under Ning Hong's feet, it couldn't withstand it, cracks were formed within a radius of a hundred miles, the blood qi in his body was surging and boiling, and there was a faint golden light on the surface of his body, which was caused by the leakage of terrifying blood qi, and the big ape body was in a state of battle, and bursts of ape roars sounded from Ning Hong's limbs.

"Just let me see your power," Ning Hong roared angrily, wanting to see the "Ape Spirit Ancestor Sutra" that he had worked so hard to cultivate, but the old man thought he was saying to him, and shouted angrily: "As you wish, yellow-haired child, die." ”

Ning Hong was like a humanoid beast, a punch blasted out, the illusory huge golden fist flashed, looming, destroying the ancient decay, those small swords that blisters turned into crackles and exploded, countless impact forces superimposed together, still unable to resist this indomitable punch.

Boom, the fist slammed into the blade, and the giant sword couldn't withstand the force, and a gap opened, and cracks spread from the gap to the blade.

"Ah~ impossible," the old man withdrew a sword, flashed to the side, and successfully dodged under the blocking of that moment, the aftermath of that punch, although it was blocked by most of the crystal spirit protective qi on his body, still shocked his chest dullly, his face was ugly, and he didn't want to continue to consume it with Ning Hong.

A large amount of water aura was drawn from the surroundings, frantically repairing the giant sword, the old man roared, and the giant sword made a buzzing sound in his hand: "Water flow thorn." ”

The secret technique of the Water Flow Palace was displayed in his hands, and it was displayed with the elders of the Golden Hundred Spirits, like fireflies compared to the bright moon.

The giant sword stabbed out in an instant, a dangerous blue light flashed wildly, Ning Hong was very close to him, even if he used to tread the wind and chase the shadow, he would not have time to escape.

Huge round stone shields rose up to block the way, and under the stabbing of the water, the stone chips flew like tofu slag, only blocking for a moment, but it was enough.

On the surface of his body, the golden blood qi flames were even thicker, and his flesh was full of power, his bones crackled, and his power boiled.

"Roar~" The roar shook the heavens and the earth, making the old man feel a trace of fear in his heart for an instant, I don't know if it was from Ning Hong or from his body.

The fist was covered with a thick layer of rock gloves, and the physical power exploded along with the aura, and the two fists came out together, the heavens and the earth roared, and the air emitted a huge blasting sound.

Bang, the originally terrifying water sword collided with it, like a bright firework blooming in mid-air, miserable and gorgeous, and the power of water splashed in all directions, and Yu Wei made the already broken ground even more tattered.

Ning Hong rushed in, and the power of the water fell on him, and he was steamed by the golden blood and flames, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Bang, a golden figure rushed out of the water curtain, the old man didn't have time to react, and turned into a blood mist under the golden flame fist, and a generation of crystal larks fell, if an outsider saw it, he would be surprised.

In the outside world, there are very few Crystal Hundred Spirit Realm monks who are known to the world, but I didn't expect that there are two hidden in this small Water Flow Palace, as for why Ning Hong is so sure that the other one is also a crystal Bailing, it is naturally the conversation between the two old men at the beginning, obviously paying more attention to the death sickle scimitar.

However, using the Purple Gold Bailing Cultivation as a force to kill the Crystal Bailing is simply terrifying, the reason why the Crystal Bailing is the threshold for the Dust Domain to enter the Yuyu Domain is because the Crystal Bailing is the watershed of the Bailing Realm.

After becoming a Crystal Hundred Spirit Realm, the Hundred Soul Protective Body Qi contracted and attached to the skin, even if he stood and let the Purple Gold Hundred Spirit Realm bombard, no one could break his protective body aura, unless that person held an earth weapon or performed some terrifying martial arts.

In this regard, Tianyao was also a little shocked, he was shocked by the "Ape Spirit Ancestor Sutra", this explosive power is too terrifying, this is only the initial stage, if it is in the back, I am afraid that it is not weaker than the blood of the Heavenly Refining Buddha, and the two are combined, the power is unimaginable.

"Heh," Ning Hong's dantian, the corner of Xuekun's mouth smiled inadvertently, and he regained his calm.

Not long after, Ning came to another battlefield, at this time, the Death Scythe Scimitar fought alone against two crystal lark powerhouses, as for why the palace master of the Water Flow Palace was also in the Crystal Hundred Spirit Realm, the heavenly medicine felt very keen, and told Ning Hong that he had taken an elixir that consumed blood and qi potential, so that the Palace Master of the Water Flow Palace reached the Crystal Hundred Spirit Realm in a short time.

It's just that after using this elixir, he has aged a lot, and with the consumption of blood qi, his skin has dried up, after all, he is just a spiritual cultivator, and he is not as vast and infinite as physical cultivation, and the surging blood qi can be consumed unscrupulously.

Even so, under the attack of the death sickle, the two were defeated and retreated, the two of them were untidy in their robes, and their bodies were stained with blood, on the other hand, the death sickle scimitar, the more they fought, the more courageous they became, except for the clothes on their shoulders that were cut by a cut, the rest of the place was as good as ever.

The reason why the death sickle scimitar has this title is not because of his powerful killing power, but because of his unpredictable behavior and unpredictable, endless, and unbelievable killing skills, it seems that there is no move, they are all created for killing, and the action is not superfluous, even the heavenly medicine is praised again and again.

"Boy, you actually escaped from the pursuit of the ancestor?" The palace master of the Water Flow Palace did not forget to speak at this time, and when he saw Ning Hong appear, he was a little shocked, and his heart was more panicked, and he thought of another possibility, but he didn't want to believe it, and he hoped that it would be like this.

Ning Hong didn't say much, a crutch appeared in his hand and was nailed to the ground by him, the two people of the Water Flow Palace were already at a disadvantage, and when they saw this scene, their bodies stagnated slightly.

A scimitar slashed mercilessly, and the palace master of the Water Flow Palace couldn't dodge, and one of his arms was cut off violently.

"Damn," the two of them woke up, didn't dare to be distracted, and began to retreat frantically, the death sickle scimitar naturally wouldn't let them go, and glanced at Ning Hong coldly, and then moved away, "My prey." ”

It's just a bland four words, which made the two people in the Water Flow Palace frightened at the same time, but they were more angry, who would have thought that the Water Flow Palace was so excited that the two ancestors were invited out, not only did they not kill all these people, but the only people who came were the only two of them, and they were also targeted by a Purple Gold Hundred Spirit Realm monk, as the prey of the internal determination, it was simply a shame to throw it home.

"Damn, don't be arrogant, I'll fight with you," the old ancestor was ruthless, swallowing a pill, his injuries were recovering rapidly, and his breath skyrocketed, until the peak of the crystal lark, there was still strength left, but that power was quickly snuffed out inexplicably, and in the dark, there seemed to be something suppressing.

The ancestor didn't have time to think about it, it was the same ancestor who fought with Ning Hong before, he used the same move, and now he used it, it should be the last killing move, a huge water sword was held in his hand, and he stabbed at the death sickle scimitar that killed the palace master of the Water Flow Palace: "Give it to me, get out of ......"

A red light flashed, the big sword hit the air, the head of the palace master of the Water Flow Palace flew up, his neck was bright red, and the death sickle scimitar glanced at the ancestor, brushed back, and disappeared from the ancestor's sight.

"What's going on, why can I feel my spiritual perception, but I can't see him," Ning Hong was a little shocked, if he didn't have spiritual perception, it would be too terrifying.

The ancestor waved the big sword in horror, and the blisters were thrown out, turning into small swords and stabbing wildly around, the death scythe scimitar still did not appear, but the fear in his heart was rising, and the god of death seemed to be constantly approaching him.

"Give me ......" poof, before he finished speaking, the cold light flashed around his neck, and an old head with anger was thrown high and rolled to the ground.