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To fight or not to kill?

Looking at the raging flames in Lao Qian's eyes, the iron plate Taoist felt the monstrous hatred of this kid!

At a young age, he has such a strong thunder method, and he has comprehended the rules of the two wood system Taoism laws.

If you don't kill him today, in the future, his Lei Fa will improve, and he will definitely not have my good rì son!

Kill! Desperately, Jindan is seriously depleted, and his own cultivation has dropped greatly, so he has to kill this kid!

The golden light flashed in the eyes of the iron plate Dao people, and they were about to spit out Dan Qi again!

Suddenly, Qian Xing took out two first-order flying swords, shook them in the wind, and chanted a spell in his mouth!

Two black shadows leaped up from the two flying swords, from small to large, and in an instant, they turned into two big beasts dressed in silver sè hundred-layer Xuanyin armor, and landed next to Lao Qian.

It's Thunder Tiger and Soul Shaker Pig!

As soon as the Soul Shaker Pig landed, under the order of Lao Qian, he launched an attack!

"Brush!"

Three crimson ripples emerged from the three red horns of the Soul Shaker Pig and swept towards the Iron Plate Daoist.

"Flutter!", the iron plate Taoist spit out another breath of Dan Qi on the four red iron plates, and before he shook the iron plate and sent out the attack of "Golden Sound Power", he saw three red ripples, swept towards him!

"How? It's a Soul Shaker Pig!"

The Iron Plate Daoist was shocked! As a Jindan monk. For the Soul Shaker Pig and its rare soul attack monster beast, although I haven't seen **, I have still seen the Soul Shaker Pig painted on the map.

This kind of demon beast earth soul attack. But it was much more powerful and weird than the soul attack of ordinary ghost monks.

The magic weapon and Dao method that can guard against the soul spell of the ghost monk can't prevent the soul-shaking wave of this demon beast!

"Brush!"

The iron plate Daoist hurriedly rose, and he didn't care about the attack of the "Golden Sound Power" on Qian Xing, if he was hit by the soul shaking wave and there was confusion on the battlefield, it would not be fun, maybe the instant confusion was enough for the opponent to kill himself!

"Whew!"

Three soul-shaking waves. Passing under the feet of the iron plate man. The iron plate Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand. Shake the iron plate again and emit the "power of golden sound"!

"Peng!"

A gust of green wind suddenly blew rapidly from forty meters behind the iron plate mandi!

The gust of wind appeared very suddenly. The speed is also extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the green wind will wrap the iron plate people in the middle!

"Ah, who is it?"

The iron plate man let out a terrible scream, and he could no longer fly in the sky, and plunged to the ground.

"Roar!"

Falling on the ground, the subway boarder turned around in pain, facing behind him. I sent out an attack of zuihou with the power of the golden sound!

"When—"

A bell rang louder than ever. Ringing in the four iron plates of the iron plate of the iron plate people!

"Boom!"

It was already a transparent attack wave of purple sè, sticking to the ground. Obliquely shè in mid-air, until he rushed out of the distance of two hundred meters!

Wherever the purple transparent attack wave swept by, countless trees, flowers, and even boulders were turned into pieces of different sizes!

This blow actually flattened everything within two hundred meters!

Qian Xing, who was attacking with his back to this "Golden Sound Power", felt a heavy shock in his heart, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer!

It's just a little bit worse, a mouthful of blood, and it's about to be spit out!

Qian Xing's mood fell from the mountain peak to the abyss at this moment, and jumped from the abyss to the mountain!

The zuihou blow of this iron plate Taoist is so strong?

If this blow is against himself, even if the number of his three beasts increases, it will not be enough to die!

But, this ironclad man, dead!?

was blown by such a gust of green wind from behind, and when it blew, it died like this?

Listening to the roar behind the iron plate man, and a blow to Zuihou behind him, this gust of green wind is a strong man blowing the ground, it is a means of attack!

"Suddenly!"

After Lao Qian came to this conclusion, he only felt a dizziness in his head, and his whole body was weak, and he tried his best to be brave just now, but he didn't know how to run out of the clouds! This is also too far away, what kind of liliang is that gust of green wind, Lao Qian not only can't see it, but he hasn't even heard of it!

A little old man who looked like picking up rags suddenly appeared in front of Lao Qian, how did he appear, with Lao Qian's cultivation, he didn't see it at all.

The little old man was wearing a green robe, but the robe on his body was tattered, and the bun on his head was also tied casually, and a pitch-black, strange-style hairpin was used to wear it. At first glance, he looks like he is in his fifties, and at first glance, he looks like he is only in his early thirties, and it is impossible to judge his age.

"Ahh

Immediately shocked, he hurriedly knelt on one leg and respectfully greeted the old man: "Disciple Mi Lan, please say hello to Uncle Purple Thunder!"

Last year, when Qian Xing first entered the Qingyi Gate, for the fifth-order Sanyang Kaitai Flying Sword that he seized, he had a dispute with Mi Wan, and Jiao Long Dao people wanted to judge this flying sword to their apprentice Sun Mi Wan, who was a very high Zi Ting Dao person, and decided to have a competition between the two of them, and whoever won would get the Sanyang Kaitai Flying Sword.

Therefore, Qian Xing remembered this legendary Jindan monk, the Purple Thunder Daoist of the ancestors.

If he wants to arrest Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has no choice but to accept his fate, the gust of green wind just now, it must be made by this purple thunder, a gust of wind can blow the Jindan monk to death, if you want to kill Lao Tzu, it is not as simple as blowing a breath. The Purple Thunder Daoist glanced at Qian Xing for a long time, and sighed: "Get up, I'm late, it's a pity for this kid."

You use the Ten Thousand Beasts Sword Codex, didn't Barut teach you?"

What? Didn't you come to arrest me?

Lao Qian listened to Ziting's previous words, and his heart was first overjoyed, and then shocked!

Purple Thunder Daoist, three generations higher than himself, how did he know that gorilla?