The peaks of the Ferris Mountains are to the west, the mountain is steep, until a corner, turn into a gentle slope, the gentle slope is flat, the grass is overgrown, I don't know what year, here came a monk, although the monk does not chant sutras, but also understands some of the Dharma of saving the life and helping the wounded, he built a grass temple here, although the grass temple is small, but also receives some incense. Novel lwxs520

After the incense was at its peak, the monk had no worries about food and clothing, but after the monk sat on the ground and passed away, this place was desolate, and there were fierce beasts from time to time, and people were rarely there. The name of the place here is called Caomiaopo.

That Xiao Lang is to let the Futu Dao people come here to fight, the terrain and mountains here are extremely ordinary, the reason why he chose to challenge here is that the terrain here is very flat, and there is no miscellaneous trees to obstruct, if the other party comes to help, there is no place to hide.

It was noon the next day, and in the scorching sun, two figures stood in the sky.

One is Xingchen who is wearing the mixed colored clothes of the Ferris Sect, and the other is Xiao Lang who is wearing snow-white clothes, Xiao Lang is holding the Immortal Exterminating Sword in his hand, and he is also carrying a green flying sword on his back, the green of the flying sword is like a green soaked in poisonous juice.

The distance between the two was three or four zhang away, and although they had already put on a posture, no one made the first move.

Xiao Lang glanced at Xingchen, and sneered: "Brother Xingchen, you have become really fast, for a while you are a person from the Dark Blood Valley, and for a while you are a person from the Sky Sect, then are you willing to join our Immortal Sect Extermination?"

Xingchen knew that Xiao Lang was joking, so he said sarcastically: "I am willing to join the Immortal Extermination Sect, but I am afraid that the steps of your Immortal Exterminating Sect are too high, and you want talented and intelligent disciples, where will you accept me who is too low in cultivation and has nothing to do." ”

Xiao Lang smiled again: "Brother Xingchen is really good at laughing, among the three sects of the Demon Sect, from the day of the Immortal Martial Arts, you are my fierce enemy, otherwise, why would I cut off my arm?"

Xingchen frowned slightly and said: "That arm was cut off by yourself, Hugh wants to blame me! If you take this revenge on my head, you have also found the wrong person!"

Xiao Lang nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, you're just getting to the point now, why didn't the Futu Daoist come, but asked you to die!"

Xingchen snorted coldly and said: "I'm afraid that I will give you 'death', but you don't have the ability to pick it up, I don't believe you can try it!"

In fact, the Futu Taoist had already come, he hid behind the grass temple, watching from afar, but he didn't know why Xingchen didn't do it for a long time! He was very anxious, but he had nothing to do, so he could only pace back and forth behind the grass temple, and when he turned around, he saw that the colorful Shura sword in Xingchen's hand had been unsheathed, and the murderous aura was towards Xiao Lang, and Xiao Lang's flying sword was also sacrificed in the air.

"Haha, it's finally time to fight! Finally see them fight, I want to see them fight to the death, the fish die and the net is broken, and I will reap the profits!"

Although Xingchen also has a flying sword, he can only step on his feet, but he doesn't know how to manipulate the flying sword to kill, Xiao Lang refining the flying sword does not say, he has long learned the method of controlling the sword and killing people, if it is an ordinary disciple against him, the flying sword can cut down a large piece as soon as the flying sword comes out, but the one in front of him is not so easy to deal with.

Xingchen saw that Xiao Lang's flying sword was dyed green, and he frowned and asked, "Is there poison on your flying sword?"

Xiao Jian smiled and said: "That's right, my flying sword has been immersed in venom for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and mortals will definitely die if they touch this sword, but how long you can live, I can't guarantee it!"

"Then did you do this, did it affect the fairness of the gambling fight!" Xingchen asked again.

Xiao Lang glanced at Xingchen coldly and said: "Life and death are fate, you will be safe when you enter the earth, if the king of Hades wants to ask for your life, even if I am not soaked in poison, you will die!

Xiao Lang grinned and said: "Brother Xingchen, you can make some moves, you and I can't afford to take such a heavy move!"

Xingchen also laughed and said: "Everyone is the same as each other, if you attack like this, everyone will soften after a few dozen moves, how can you fight later?"

The Futu Daoist watched from behind the grass temple and secretly thought: "What kind of tricks are these two guys playing, fighting for a while, and resting for a while, when will they be able to kill each other now? Do you have to wait until the deity himself goes into battle?"

But it was said that the two of them, Xingchen and Xiao Lang, although the sword attack between each other was not so fierce, but they had been fighting, after all, the strength of the two was equal, within one or twenty moves, they couldn't tell the difference.

Xiao Lang asked while killing: "Where did Brother Xingchen learn his swordsmanship, how can he be like the nemesis of our swordsmanship of destroying immortals?"

Xingchen also said while fighting back: "My sword technique is the sword technique of the True Pole Gate, and it specializes in the sword technique of the Demon Sect!"

Xiao Lang smiled slightly: "No wonder I can't win against you, it turns out that this is the case, I think the old man of Futu must be impatient behind the grass temple, why don't you hurt me? Then I will be rude to you!"

After that, the extinguishing in Xiao Lang's hand turned over, and there was a "Heaven and Earth Annihilation" style in the "Three Styles of Destroying the Heavens", which was a big kill, this was a rolling wave of air, flying sand into a formation, waking up the dust and seeing that he was invincible, flying to dodge.

Xiao Lang raised his two fingers, drove the flying sword that was sacrificed, and said "Go!" in his mouth, where did Xingchen flash the sword, the sword stabbed on Xingchen's shoulder, Xingchen planted a heel, rolled on the ground, blood flowed out of his shoulder, it seemed that he was injured.

Xingchen foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes, pointed at Xiao Lang and said, "You...... You guy, so despicable...... Flying Sword ...... The flying sword is poisonous!"

That Xiao Lang laughed and said: "Despicable? I don't know who is despicable! I said a long time ago that the flying sword is poisonous, but you don't listen!"

Futu Daoist hid behind the grass temple, and when he saw Xingchen fall to the ground, he was secretly shocked in his heart: "I still think that this fight has not been won or lost for a long time, but this Xingchen is too useless, and the flying sword of the other person fell as soon as it came out, is it really poisonous on the flying sword, and I have to guard against him!"

"Have you seen enough, if you have seen enough, you will also come out to settle our accounts!" said Xiao Lang pointing at the Grass Temple with the Sky Destroying Sword.

The grass temple and the slope of the grass temple are surprisingly quiet, it seems that even the birds and beasts have not come out now, Xiao Lang's hand of the sky-destroying sword rose a cloud of black gas, he shouted loudly, and swung out the sword suddenly, only to hear the cold flash, like a dazzling thunderbolt, the rumbling air wave covered the past, and razed the grass temple to the ground.

The dust from the collapse of the grass temple quickly dispersed, and the Futu Daoist made a magic momentum, levitated into the air, holding a sword in his hand, looking down at Xiao Lang and said: "Boy, you can find me, which means that you are not stupid, but you still can't escape death!"

Xiao Lang smiled and said, "This, I will too!" After saying that, he also made a magic posture, and his whole body rose up and hung up, and his expression was extremely relaxed.

The Futu Daoist shook his head and said, "That's all, you still can't defeat me, what else will you do?"

"Okay, I'll show you a hand!" After that, Xiao Lang took the sword in his hand, turned into a golden light, and escaped to the ground, where can he still find half a figure on the ground.

However, all this was seen very clearly in the eyes of the Futu Daoist, his two fingers were compared in his eyes, and a light shot out from his eyes, and he could see through the ground, where he stared, Xiao Lang really appeared from there.

With a flash of golden light, Xiao Lang appeared on the ground, Xiao Lang smiled and asked, "How is it, my performance is wonderful!"

"The sun and moon created by the Qingfeng Patriarch back then, you are my old man's eyes, don't you know? However, if you turn into a needle and sink to the bottom of the sea, I can scoop you up!" the Futu Daoist smiled coldly.

Xiao Lang was furious when he heard this, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he scolded: "Old devil, Hugh is wordy, you need to be on the sword to see the superior, look at the sword!" After that, the sky-destroying sword in his hand flipped over and slashed out three sword shadows, if this sword shadow was cut on the person's body, it would definitely divide the human corpse into four sections.

The Futu Daoist swept out a sword, a whirlwind, and swept away all the sword qi, Xiao Lang was shocked, it turned out that this Futu Daoist still had such a ability, and he had indeed underestimated him before!

"Boy, do you know I'm amazing, but do you want to try the deity's seizure*?" said that, a ball of blood-red light had already been freed up from the hands of the Futu Daoist, making a sound like the roar of the sea.

"Kill!" Xiao Lang took off his sword, causing the flying sword to attack the Futu Daoist. The flying sword was green all over, glowing with coldness, and attacked directly at the Futu Daoist.

"Fixed!" The Futu Daoist shouted, and pointed to the flying sword, which was originally a flying sword that was violently attacking the Futu Daoist, but it was suspended in the air, only to hear a bang, the flying sword fell vertically to the ground, and the huge flying sword had retracted to its original state.

Xiao Lang was taken aback when he saw this, and the red light in the hands of the Futu Daoist turned into a blood skeleton and attacked Xiao Lang, but the blood skeleton wanted to devour Xiao Lang's primordial spirit.

Could it be that this is the snatching of the primordial gods*? Xiao Lang panicked in his heart, but a white light was released in his hand, attacking the blood skeleton and preventing it from approaching.

The Futu Daoist sneered again, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think you can escape!"

As he spoke, with a fierce force, the blood skeleton actually devoured the white light freed up from Xiao Lang's palm, and went straight towards his Yuan Shen.

Xiao Lang smiled coldly and said, "Don't be too happy, you can't kill me!"

The Futu Daoist was shocked when he heard this, and thought that this Xiao Lang seemed to have some tricks, but he saw that Xiao Lang's body turned into a ray of light, escaped to the ground, and was never seen again.

"Do you think I can't see you?" said the Futu Daoist, his two fingers swiped in front of his eyes, and a light shot from his eyes to the ground, and Xiao Lang soon appeared under his sight.

The Futu Daoist pulled out the sword in his hand, slashed it down, and stabbed it right on Xiao Lang's back, a light flashed on the ground, and Xiao Lang flashed.

When the Futu Daoist wanted to swing the sword to slash at Xiao Lang again, he heard a bang, and the sword was blocked back, and the Futu Daoist took a closer look, and the person who took out the sword was none other than Xingchen, who had been unconscious before.

"So you're not dead!" said the Futu Daoist.

"We are brothers in life and death, how can we kill each other? You are so naïve! Suffer death!" Xingchen shouted, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the Futu Daoist like a flash of lightning