In the void, a middle-aged man dressed in a rather oily face walked out slowly, and as he stepped out, a wave of energy fluctuations like peacock feathers spread and diffused from behind him like a light wheel, and the brilliant colors made the entire dim cave appear colorful.

In the brilliant light, the middle-aged man flew forward, in less than a breath of time, he blocked the spirit of the old man, grabbed it with both hands, there was a pot lid size nine-colored light wheel, rotating in front of it, between the rotation of the light wheel, the nine-color cycle, the color was gorgeous, a weird, peculiar to indescribable qi, also invisibly exuded, and even shook the spirit of Zhang Baidao.

This nine-colored wheel of light is mixed with a lot of rules and powers, but they are also different from the real orthodox rules. Obviously, the middle-aged man in front of him has also entered the final stage of the half-step emperor god, and he is only one small step away from entering the emperor god level.

"Old pervert, you're finally fucking willing to come out, I thought you'd watch Lao Tzu fall!"

Lao Suo's spirit shook a few times, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, his mouth obviously wanted to thank him, but for some reason it became such a sentence, half-sarcastic.

The middle-aged man's face is oily, he looks frivolous, but his voice is still a little magnetic, if you just listen to his voice, it will definitely give people a sense that this person can trust: "Old smoker! You old fellow, although you are annoying, if you really die, there will be some trouble!"

Immediately after the middle age, the expressions on his face all converged and became expressionless, but in those eyes that flashed with red light, there was a continuous condensation of cold light. If you look closely, you'll find out. In his eyes, the part of the pupil is constantly shrinking, but the whites of his eyes are constantly expanding, looking unusually weird.

The next moment, the middle-aged figure. Turning into a nine-colored rainbow light, he let out a low shout, his whole body was filled with terrifying killing intent, he turned the light wheel in his hand, and swung it fiercely towards Zhang Baijian.

"Huh!"

The middle-aged figure appeared above Zhang Baijian's head almost instantly, and the nine-colored light wheel in his hand slashed directly at Zhang Baijian's head, for a moment. The whole space, like cloth, was split by him.

The shattered space turned into a series of spatial blades, flying wildly.

Zhang Baijian stood there, not moving, his hands clenched weakly, as if he was really grasping something. The green tendons of his hands kept beating, as if he was trying his best to suppress a crazy force. Let it not erupt for a while.

When the nine-colored light wheel fell down, Zhang Baijian's figure flickered, instantly penetrating a layer of space, leaving only an afterimage in place.

The nine-colored light wheel breaks the afterimage with the trend. Then follow the spatial trajectory left by Zhang Baijian and row towards his body.

At this moment, Zhang Baidao's manual is gone!

As if holding an incomparably heavy mountain with both hands, he pressed down fiercely in the face of the light wheel that had rowed over.

"Whew!"

The Invisible Sword. With the chaotic killing intent, the endless killing intent in the will, swung down fiercely.

The nine-colored brilliance all became dim in an instant, whether it was the 'old gambler' who was hiding in the shadows and had not yet come forward, or the old smoker who had turned into a god and was desperately reuniting his body, he could only see two staggered figures.

The next moment, the incomparably violent and incomparably violent energy exploded madly, and then spread out in a posture like a frozen world.

When the space is enveloped by this terrifying energy, it is as if it has been banished to another world in an instant, and the real begins to transform into the unreal.

"Poof!"

Zhang Baijian's shoulder suddenly erupted with a strong blood mist, and the blood mist sprayed, instantly staining his body red, making him look very miserable.

The expression on the old smoker's face was a little relaxed.

But this hint of lightness soon transformed into a deeper solemnity.

Because at this moment, the expression on Zhang Baijian's face was clearly with a touch of relaxation and indifference, although this wisp of relaxation and indifference, under the cover of the bloodstain on his face, seemed a little 'inconspicuous', but it was still keenly noticed by the old smoker.

"Squeak... ！”

A faint voice came.

This was followed by a series of 'snapping' sounds.

The nine-colored light wheel, which was originally middle-aged and held tightly in his hand, was scattered like broken glass, and smashed to the ground with a ding-dong clang.

Then, the middle-aged body, which was originally quite strong, quickly came down and fell to the ground with a 'flutter', without a sound.

His physical body was almost intact, but his divine soul had been directly annihilated by Zhang Baijian's pinnacle sword.

The previous sword, though it was only a stagger. But he had already let Zhang Baijian combine his swordsmanship with the sword intent of the Chaos Divine Sword to exert all the power of his attack.

Under a sword, Mo said that it was a half-step emperor god, even if it was a real emperor god, maybe he would be injured.

A thick horror poured out of the eyes of the old smoker, he had just condensed half of his body, only the upper half of his body, slumped on the ground, slapped the ground with his hand, half of his body flew up, with a long string of blood, and rushed towards the depths of the cave in embarrassment.

"What a terrifying sword!"

"This sword has transcended the coercion of the realm, no one can stop it, no one dares to resist it!"

While fleeing, the old smoker's mind has been wandering around such a thought.

"Old gambler! Run! We're no match for this guy! He's strong, terrifyingly strong. This is the real Heavens Warrior, even in the Endless Heavens World, he is a figure that is enough to shake the stars, we are not opponents!"

With the cry of the old smoker, an old man with a sloppy description also came out of the depths of the cave and sped farther away from Zhang Baijian. Obviously, there is no need to remind the old smoker, the old gambler who has never shown up also knows that Zhang Baijian is not easy to mess with.

Being able to completely kill a half-step emperor god who was almost about to become an emperor god with a single sword, Zhang Baidao's strength had completely shocked them.

"Two old kings! I usually bully Lao Tzu, it's pretty cool to bully, right? I want to run, it's too late!"

A broadsword suddenly smashed out of a hidden corner of the cave and slammed into the old smoker's half of his body, nailing his body in an instant.

With a stirring of the broadsword, half of the old smoker's body fell the rock wall, and in the blink of an eye, it was smashed into a puddle of flesh.

The old gambler roared sharply, wanting to step forward to help, but when he saw Zhang Baijian approaching, he gritted his teeth fiercely, turned around and ignored the old smoker who was beaten, and fled alone towards the deeper part of the cave.

The figure holding the broadsword frantically slapped the old smoker's broken body, and grabbed the old smoker's soul with his palm, and a cyan flame burned down his palm and burned on the old smoker's soul.

The spirit of the old smoker let out a burst of screams.

Zhang Baijian frowned, this person who suddenly sneaked up on them, and the old smoker, the grudge seems to be very deep, obviously it should be the prisoner who is locked up on this level.

It's just that no matter how big the grudge is, it's just killing, so why torture it like this?

But when the shadow appeared, the figure wielding a broadsword and burning with green fire torturing the soul appeared in front of Zhang Baijian, a trace of surprise flashed on Zhang Baijian's face.

"Lin Meng... ？”

I don't intersect with Lin Meng many times, but every time I take care of each other. If it weren't for Lin Meng's help in the past, Zhang Baijian might have died in the hands of Ji Jiao.

The green fire in Lin Meng's hand suddenly rose, and the spirit of the old smoker was completely wiped out in an instant, and then he looked at Zhang Baijian with a trace of bitterness on his face.

"Yo! long time no see!"

"I'm really sorry! I originally wanted to appear in a more handsome posture, but I didn't expect you to see such an embarrassing scene!" Lin Meng grabbed his sloppy long hair and said even more embarrassed.

Zhang Baijian showed a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that the prisoner on this layer was actually you, how about it?

Lin Meng snorted coldly: "How is it possible? Although Lao Tzu and I have fought a total of 792 battles and lost 792 battles, Lao Tzu and I have repeatedly defeated and fought repeatedly, and our fighting spirit has become more and more refined, and our will has become stronger and stronger like a refined steel." ”

"Shhh Seven hundred and ninety-two games, you didn't win a single one, in a sense... Hehe!" Zhang Baijian teased Lin Meng without any scruples, as in the past.

The expression on Lin Meng's face gradually let go, but he didn't admit defeat and said: "Hmph! These three old kings and eight are said to be not shooting at the same time, but in fact, they are shameless, one shot, and the other two are on the side, constantly releasing qi and interfering." They also like to come to wheel battles, where one can't win, and the other goes on, draining your mental and physical strength until you win. ”

After listening to Lin Meng's words, Zhang Baijian also nodded in agreement.

In fact, when Zhang Baijian fought with the old smoker and the old pervert before, he also faintly felt the locking target of the other two qi machines. This feeling is like having two peerless powerhouses, standing in a place you can't see, ready to attack at any time.

Not only will it cause strong pressure psychologically, but it will also affect the exertion of combat effectiveness.

However, they are also old smokers, they are unlucky, and they ran into Zhang Baijian, a freak, and before many methods were used, they were beaten by Zhang Baijian and killed, injured and escaped.

Zhang Baijian was so powerful that he directly crushed them with the momentum of thunder.

They don't even have a chance to adapt. Otherwise, the three of them joined forces and dealt with Zhang Baijian together, even if it was Zhang Baijian, I was afraid that it would not be good to go.

(To be continued.) )