"Shaolin, that's just a sect that takes the initiative to decline!" With Zhao Tiancheng's words, the long sword in his hand slowly raised, and countless small sword qi surrounded Zhao Tiancheng, "Let's all show our real strength!"

Seeing the sword qi around Zhao Tiancheng's body, Huijing was not to be outdone and recited a Buddha name, and he actually covered the outside of his body with a layer of golden light, and the golden light continued to expand, and finally a phantom of a fat Buddha appeared.

With the disappearance of Zhao Tiancheng's figure, beside Huijing, countless sword qi were vertical and horizontal, but at this time, the phantom of the Buddha had changed from a smiling face to a King Kong angry eye, and the phantom danced with Huijing's movements, blocking all the surrounding sword qi around the body, and the cyan light surrounded the yellow light, but the yellow light was like a reef in the sea, although the waves continued to impact, but it was as stable as Mount Tai.

"Boom!".

"Boom!"

The sound of explosions kept coming out, and the surrounding trees and ground had already become a mess, but fortunately, Ah Zi was still some distance away from the place where the two of them were fighting, otherwise he might never wake up.

The speed of the two people's shots was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, and in an instant, dozens of moves had already been exchanged, and the scene in Zhao Tiancheng's hand was constantly whining.

Every move and style of Huijing is very ordinary, but it contains an unstoppable momentum, which is in stark contrast to Zhao Tiancheng's unpredictable moves, and every time there is a head-to-head battle, the long sword is trembling.

"I can't complain that Dugu is going to lose and finally discard this Qingfeng sword, to this extent, this sword is no longer good!" Zhao Tiancheng was secretly anxious in his heart, once he lost the long sword, he had to lose two or three percent of his strength.

"Huh!" Zhao Tiancheng's figure flew out nine times in an instant, and the figures that appeared were sitting with different movements. Huijing had no choice but to give up the power of the move, and his hands danced into palm shadows in the sky, scattering all the figures.

But when Huijing looked at Zhao Tiancheng's figure in the distance, his pupils instantly shrank. The Qingfeng Sword turned into a brilliant sword light that flew out, as if piercing the sky, destroying anything in front of it.

"Become a Buddha on the ground!" Huijing shouted, the golden light on his body was magnificent, and the whole person seemed to be one with the phantom of the Buddha. One hand pinched the finger, and the other pushed flat towards the longsword. As he continued to move forward, the golden hands continued to magnify.

"Boom!" a loud explosion exploded from where the golden palm and the flying sword met. The brilliant sword light shattered, and the palm shadow exploded directly.

Huijing's body was shocked, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, and the golden light on his body was already extremely dim. It's like it's going to disappear at any moment. When the smoke and dust cleared, Huijing looked at Zhao Tiancheng, whose hands were empty, and laughed: "What threat do you have if you lose your long sword?"

It turned out that the Qingfeng Sword just now could no longer withstand the collision between the two people's strengths, and shattered along with the sword gang that was transformed by the internal force.

"Really?" Although Zhao Tiancheng lost his long sword, he looked at Huijing with some tricks, "Didn't the master feel that there was anything wrong?"

A smell of wine attracted Huijing's attention, and Huijing hurriedly looked down and found that there was a hole in the gourd pinned to his waist, although the hole was not big, but the surroundings were already cracked like spider webs, and the wine in the gourd continued to flow out.

The chill emitted from the gourd continued to grow. "Oops!" Huijing knew that the ice silkworm inside was about to run out. Just about to throw the gourd out, it exploded from the crack. A white light shot out in an instant, and Huijing only felt a numbness in his waist, and then the white shadow flew directly into the distance.

When I untied the monk's robe, I saw that the place where the ice silkworm had been bitten was already extremely white, and I didn't feel it when I touched it with my hand, and the range was constantly expanding.

Huijing said viciously: "Good boy! I didn't play anything between us!" said that he turned around and ran, Zhao Tiancheng is now facing a dilemma, if he goes to chase the ice silkworm, he will let go of a big enemy, if he chases Huijing, the ice silkworm may run somewhere, and finally Zhao Tiancheng gritted his teeth and chased in the direction of the ice silkworm, as long as he got the ice silkworm and completed the main task, he would leave this world, even if the monk wanted to take revenge, he might not be able to find him.

In fact, with Huijing's martial arts, the ice silkworm had no chance to hurt him at all, but all of this was Zhao Tiancheng's calculation, because according to the normal decisive battle, the two people don't know how long they will fight, and in the end, they may not be able to win, and even if they win, it is estimated that the winner may not survive.

So after Zhao Tiancheng bought some time, he immediately used the strongest move, and when Huijing found out, it was too late to dodge, so he could only connect hard, and behind the long sword was a steel needle containing strength.

The steel needle directly destroyed the side of the gourd, losing the suppression of the wine inside, and the ice silkworm escaped in an instant, and at this time it was Huijing's weakest moment, his body was empty, and his mind was relaxed on the plane, so he was attacked by the ice silkworm.

Although the poison of the ice silkworm can't kill Huijing, but once the two fight again, Huijing will have to suppress the toxins spread in his body while competing with Zhao Tiancheng, losing fifty percent of his strength is not Zhao Tiancheng's opponent at all, and Huijing doesn't want to die here Since Zhao Tiancheng is buried with him, he left without hesitation, he knew that Zhao Tiancheng needed the ice silkworm, and he definitely didn't want him to fight to the death.

Zhao Tiancheng chased after the traces left by the ice silkworm, and the ice silkworm seemed to have spirituality, and when he saw the figure chasing behind him, he actually accelerated again.

Because Zhao Tiancheng had spent too much internal force, his speed was even a little slower than that of the ice silkworm, and he was gradually distanced by the ice silkworm.

"Still want to escape?" Zhao Tiancheng raised his hand and swiped at the void in front of him, and a sword qi flew out in an instant, sealing the front of the ice silkworm, and at the same time, the other hand grabbed the void, and a huge suction force acted on the ice silkworm's body.

Fortunately, this ice silkworm is not the same species as the Manggu Zhu Clam, and the poison on its body has no corrosive effect on the internal force, otherwise it would not be easy for Zhao Tiancheng to catch it now.

As if sensing the sword qi, the ice silkworm's movements froze, and then the suction force behind the ice silkworm continued to pull backwards, as if predicting its fate, the ice silkworm continued to struggle forward, but the speed was abnormally slow. (To be continued......)