Xiao Cheng had to admit that some truths said by the Netherworld Dharma King: His ability to compete with the Mahayana Venerable is actually mostly relying on strength, and the power advantage makes the other party unable to resist. If we truly discuss the strength of cultivation, he is still a big gap between him and the Mahayana Venerable.

However, he did not think that there was any embarrassment to rely on power, and sneered jokingly: "Yes, I am relying on power, why? You bite me? You have practiced for hundreds or thousands of years, and you are kind-hearted to laugh at me. If I practiced for hundreds of years, no, I practiced for a hundred years, a character like you is just an ant, and I am really handsome!"

Upon hearing this, the Dharma King of Netherworld was speechless and had a blue face. Xiao Cheng had been practicing for more than twenty years, but he had been practicing for more than nine hundred years. His years of practice were dozens of times that of Xiao Cheng, but he called Xiao Cheng the greatest enemy of life and death. He was really old enough to live as a dog. He really was not qualified to mock Xiao Cheng.

"Hmph, what does this have to do with the years of cultivation? It's just that your parents are too late for giving birth to you! Why bother nonsense? The truth is revealed by his subordinates!" The King of Netherworld shouted fiercely, and said, suddenly accelerated toward Xiao Cheng.

I don’t know what kind of body movement the Netherworld Dharma King practiced. He rushed towards Xiao Cheng in a straight line, but his body was erratic, sometimes left and right, unpredictable, and his aura was difficult to lock in. In just a moment, he had already rushed to Xiao Cheng.

"Death!" The Netherworld Dharma King shouted, holding the Netherworld Ghost Sword, and slashed towards Xiao Cheng's head from top to bottom. The sword was rolling, and the ghost shadows were slim, accompanied by the shrill howling of ghosts and wolves. The fierce aura made people feel cold in their hearts.

Xiao Cheng did not expect that the Netherworld Dharma King's body was so fast. In the blink of an eye, the Netherworld Dharma King came to the front and quickly controlled the Ruyi stick to shrink. The Ruyi stick was too big and had great resistance, which was not suitable for close-range battles. In an instant, the Ruyi stick turned into a long stick more than 30 meters long.

Xiao Cheng waved the Ruyi stick and faced the Netherworld Ghost Sword that was slashed...

"Clam! Boom!" The sword and rods attacked, and a sharp sound burst out, and then the Taoist force exploded, making a roar. Sparks flew everywhere between the sword and rods. The evil and fierce sword force teared open the light, carrying a lot of ghost shadows and blasted towards Xiao Cheng's forehead.

After all, Xiao Cheng was not good at stick techniques. The Ruyi stick was inconsistent with the sword art he practiced. Although he could block the Netherworld Ghost Sword, he could not break the sword force and power of the sword. The evil sword intent directly poured into his head. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the top of his head, and the eyes darkened, and the whole world lost its color and turned into monotonous black and white.

The Netherworld Ghost Sword is really weird, with a cold and fierce intention, with a kind of Netherworld Taoist power that devours vitality and corrodes the body. Although this sword did not cause any skin injuries to Xiao Cheng, the cold sword intent poured into his head, causing him to feel a splitting headache and his eyes became a little erratic. He obviously felt that the vitality was being swallowed and melted by this knife intent.

At the same time, the Netherworld Dharma King was knocked away by Xiao Cheng's huge power. Although he made the Netherworld Ghost Sword use solid and weak to remove most of the impact force when the sword and stick were fighting, Xiao Cheng's power was so strong that even if he removed most of the power, he could not bear it.

The Netherworld Dharma King flew back a hundred meters before he stabilized his body. His right arm trembled slightly and his tiger's mouth collapsed. He was shocked by a hard hit. Although he had known that Xiao Cheng's power was extremely powerful, he did not expect that he was still injured by the shock by using the ghost sword to remove most of the force by using the ghost sword to transform the body. Xiao Cheng's power was even more varied than he thought.

If his arms were healthy, he might be able to fight Xiao Cheng with the power of the ghost sword. Now that there is only one arm left, he will be unable to support it. He will suffer a loss after a long battle, but he did not lose confidence. He knew the sword intention of the ghost sword more clearly than anyone else. Xiao Cheng could block his sword but could not block his sword intention.

If the sword intention enters the body, it will devour the vitality. If the battle continues for a long time, Xiao Cheng will definitely become weaker and weaker the more he fights, and he may not have no chance of winning.

"It's not good to have a knife intention into your body. Haha, no matter how hard your body is as strong as the divine iron, it can't stop the Netherworld Sword Intention of My Deity!" The Netherworld Dharma King sneered coldly, pretending to be proud and bluffed.

Xiao Cheng was indeed very uncomfortable. His head was like a feeding of lead, which was extremely heavy. However, although this knife intention was vicious, it had a very limited effect on him. His body was full of vitality, and his qi and blood were like the sea. It was completely drizzling to lose a little vitality.

"No wonder the demon named you and asked you to fight. It turned out that it was because of this ghost knife!" Xiao Cheng rubbed his split eyebrows.

This ghost knife does have a certain suppression and restraint effect on him. It can remove most of the strength by transforming the virtual body. The weird sword intent can ignore his powerful body and pour it into his body. His two biggest advantages were greatly affected, as if he was forced to lower his strength.

However, both Ling Wuyang and the Netherworld Dharma King missed a little bit, and this weapon had a very limited lethality to him.

After Xiao Cheng finished speaking, his true energy was shocked. He didn't care about the invasion of his body and killed the Netherworld Dharma King again.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Dharma King did not retreat, and shouted loudly and brought a knife to fight.

The two fought fiercely in the air, with only the sword shadows, continuous sword momentum, and the stick shadows flashed, and the sound of the intersection became faster and faster. The light was rushing, and the Netherworld Dharma King's figure was erratic, avoiding Xiao Cheng's attack as much as possible.

However, although the body movement of the Netherworld Dharma King is unique, Xiao Cheng has the eyes to break the delusion. With his eyes to break the delusion, the Netherworld Dharma King cannot escape. No matter how the Netherworld Dharma King moves, Xiao Cheng's stick always follows him like a shadow.

With the experience of the first fight, Xiao Cheng also learned to be smart, avoiding the key position of the head, avoiding the knife invasion of the head and affecting the five consciousnesses and perceptions, and at the same time adopting the instant burst of force techniques.

In this way, the impact of the sword intent on him is minimized. Moreover, even if the ghost sword can be used to transform the virtual force, there will be a short process. The more rapid the power burst, the smaller the force the ghost sword will be removed, and the more severe the power impact the Netherworld Dharma King will be.

As Xiao Cheng's moves became faster and faster, the Netherworld Dharma King was overwhelmed. After all, the Netherworld Dharma King only had one arm, and the short-soldier moves were fast. The Netherworld Dharma King had no chance to use powerful sword skills at all, and was completely suppressed by Xiao Cheng.

After a few breaths, the Netherworld Dharma King fell into a disadvantage and retreated step by step, which was difficult to support.

After a few breaths of fierce attacks like storms, the Netherworld Dharma King was shocked by the continuous qi and spitting blood, his face was like gold paper, his breath was floating, and his right arm had cracked inch by the impact of the domineering qi and his skin was ripped inch by the blood flowing.

The Netherworld Dharma King was completely heartbroken and cold all over. He had never encountered such a difficult and perverted opponent.

It would be fine if Xiao Cheng's cultivation level was higher than him, but Xiao Cheng's cultivation level was two levels lower than him. With his strange power, he was completely unreasonable and skilled, and he was smashed in a mess, without any technical content at all, but he couldn't resist, which really made him extremely frustrated and desperate.

That's right, for an opponent like the Netherworld Dharma King, Xiao Cheng's way of dealing with it is to kill him with a simple and rough stick. With his realm, if he uses any skills and moves, he will not be able to pose much threat to the Netherworld Dharma King. One force is to reduce ten times.

Seeing that the Netherworld Dharma King was at the end of his strength, Xiao Cheng did not give Netherworld Dharma King a chance to breathe, and encouraged the true energy of the whole body without leaving any strength. His muscles were raised, and he held the Ruyi stick tightly in his hands and quickly smashed into the Netherworld Dharma King's face.

The Netherworld Dharma King was tired of dealing with it. As soon as he blocked Xiao Cheng's move, he saw the stick hit him again, so he could only grit his teeth and block it with all his strength.

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Chapter completed!