Xuankong Changfeng stepped on the clouds, sneered and saw Shenhui Zhenren coming, and said: "You Taoist priest, I see what skills you have, you can teach me a lesson!"

Shenhui Zhenren saw that Xuankong's face was full of hostility, and he was also annoyed that he had added an enemy in his heart, but he was not convinced, and said with a smile: "I naturally have a lot of magical powers in the Pure Ming Dao, to subdue demons and subdue demons." You're a junior, and I don't want to embarrass you, wouldn't it be beautiful to hand over that fox demon to fight each other?"

Xuankong shook his head, originally just to see that the little fox was quite familiar with the surname, and saved her life on a whim.

If this is the end of the day, if this juncture is missed, Xuankong may not take the little fox he rescued with him, and most of them will be released outside the mountains. It's just that now in the face of the coercion and humiliation of Shenhui Zhenren, if he handed over the fox to this Taoist priest, the name of the Laoshan faction would be completely ruined.

As a great disciple of Laoshan, Xuankong certainly refused to bow his head.

He snorted, beckoned his sword from behind his back, and said coldly: "You and I have done a game, let's talk about victory or defeat!"

Shenhui Zhenren has been concentrating on cultivation for hundreds of years, and he doesn't know how many vicious battles he has experienced, and when he saw Xuankong's movements, he couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh: "The winner is the prince, and the loser is Kou." It's okay, if you don't see the means of my Shenhui Zhenjun, you junior won't be convinced!"

He didn't step forward with a smile, and suddenly took out an incense burner from under his robe and held it in his hand.

This incense burner is about the size of a palm, and the gilt and silver are not gorgeous. When Xuankong's eyes were staring, Shenhui Zhenren slowly lifted the lid of the incense burner, stretched out his hand and summoned a fire cloud from the south to light the incense burner, and the green smoke rose and condensed in the air.

Knowing that this was the magic weapon of Shenhui Zhenren, Xuankong did not dare to slack off, and fought 120,000 points of spirit to wait for it.

Xuankong said with a smile: "You Taoist priest is talking big and being a son of man in vain. What skills do I have for you, it turns out that it is just some means to add oil and burn incense!" Shen Hui Zhenren didn't answer, and silently used Xuangong in his hand, forced a wisp of incense out, and attacked Xuankong through the air.

Xuankong looked at each other coldly, lest this Taoist priest's magic weapon be poisonous, and he didn't dare to let the fragrance get close.

He reached out and waved his robe to push away the clouds, blowing the fragrance around the middle with a strong wind.

Shenhui Zhenren laughed and said: "I have a famous fragrance for this fragrance, which is the unbroken flower from the Far North Heavenly Palace and calcined by the fire of the Southern Ming Dynasty. ”

Xuankong didn't have time to change the technique, and was about to dodge it, but he was afraid of being swept around the tip of his nose by the aroma. He knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly held back his breath, waved out the Ziyang True Talisman from his sleeve to block it in front of him, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the talisman, which immediately stimulated the true power in the talisman to hold his body tightly.

Shenhui Zhenren has extraordinary knowledge, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the Ziyang True Talisman was shining, and it was indeed the true trace of the ancestor of the Maoshan Sect and the proud spell of the Ziyang Zhenren.

Seeing that the fragrance could no longer approach Xuankong, he smiled slightly and accepted the incense burner in his hand. He also pulled out the long sword from his waist and shouted: "Look at the sword!" and then lifted the cloud under his feet, rubbed his body and pounced.

"It's a good time!" Xuan Kong was worried that Hui Zhenren's magic weapon was weird, but he was not afraid of his swordsmanship.

Seeing that he had received the incense burner, he naturally pounced on it with his sword.

I only heard a loud bang, and the two fairy swords struck each other, bursting out with sparks. Xuankong only felt numb, and he didn't know how strong Shenhui Zhenren's arms were, so he shook his arms to the point that his arms were weak, and he was secretly frightened but did not flinch.

He sneered and said, "You Taoist priest has so much strength, why don't you go to Lin'an Mansion to perform and make things difficult for me?"

Shen Hui's really popular nose is crooked, oh, I have a lot of strength, so I deserve to go to the street to perform? In the Three Realms, there are immortals and demons who are stronger than themselves, and I haven't seen anyone who has nothing to do to go to the mortal world to work hard to eat.

But he stood still, just watched Xuankong dance his long sword like a madman, but said: "A junior is a junior after all, it's still a little worse." ”

"Still a little close?" Xuankong gritted his teeth and insisted, not believing that Shenhui Zhenren was a ** saint, he pinched the trick to add a strength to himself, and slashed his sword on Shenhui Zhenren's sword. In his eyes, the god Hui Zhenren also burst into applause, jumped in the air, and fought with his long sword.

Xuankong screamed bitterly, he knew that he should use the spell first, but now he fell into a close combat. In the face of the stormy attack of Shenhui Zhenren, he couldn't even squeeze out the kung fu of pulling his hands.

The two fairy swords kept colliding and swinging apart, and then colliding and swinging away.

Genku felt like a fool, swinging his arms mechanically, and he didn't know how many rounds he had fought with Kamie Jin. Every time, he thought that he could stab the other party, but he was forcibly blocked by the other party's wind swordsmanship.

This battle must not be defeated!

The more Xuankong fought, the more powerful he became, and he was surprised to find that whenever his strength was weak, his body could always draw a trace of true power to replenish the Zifu Dantian. "Is this the dragon power in the Little White Dragon Dragon Ball?" Xuan Hollow realized in his heart, and he thought about it, when the Little White Dragon Xitian was sealed, he was already close to the Bodhisattva Dao, and the dragon power of his body was not something that he could digest at once now.

With the dragon power supplement of the little white dragon, Xuankong is becoming more and more relaxed, and when he saw Shenhui Zhenren stabbing with a sword, he did not avoid it, and waved the sword in his right hand to block his chest, and his left hand secretly pinched the trick. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and one hundred and ten heavenly fire thunderbolts erupted from the limbs and hundreds of bones of the Xuankong almost at the same time.

Each thunderbolt was full of the power of true fire, tightly surrounding the figure of Shenhui Zhenren, and one hundred and ten thunderbolts turned into a gentle stirring and submerged the figure of Shenhui Zhenren in it.

"Hahahaha!" Xuankong clutched his chest, forcing himself to launch the thunder method had already caused him internal injuries, but watching the strong enemy fall in front of him was really a joy in life!

Xuankong laughed wildly: "Xu Tianshi's ability is high, but it's a pity that the disciples have no way, and he taught you such a waste, but he was not turned into ashes by a thunderbolt from the master?"

"Which one of you said was unruly, and which one was turned to ashes by your thunder?"

Compared to the embarrassed Xuankong, Shenhui Zhenren was still standing in the same place, still holding the incense burner in his hand and looking at Xuankong with a smile for a long time: "Who do you think I am?"

"You Taoist priest!" Xuankong was taken aback, recalled in his mind, and reacted: "No, there is something wrong with this fragrance, I fell for your annihilation!" He thought about it, his eyes still fell on the incense burner in the hand of Shenhui Zhenren, it seemed that he was in the Tao of Shenhui Zhenren at the beginning, and he didn't know that he had fallen into an illusion.

Sure enough, Shenhui Zhenren brushed his beard and said: "Yes, there is also a benefit to the unfolded flower, you don't need to smell it with your nose, you can fall into fantasy with just a little contamination on your body." Your mana is the best I have seen lately, but it wasn't me who defeated you, it was you who injured yourself. ”

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