When Fu Long saw Yu Ci jumping into the air, there was an abyss under his feet, he couldn't help laughing. A mere young man who could not control his weapons or fly into the sky. What should he do if he is not dead in such a situation?

"Young man is dead!"

Amid the laughter, the void stood wildly, and it was about to blow Yu Ci away from the mountain and fall into the bottomless abyss.

However, he immediately saw that the man glanced at this side and stepped out of his feet, as if there was a great road in the clouds and mist, and he was galloping freely.

Fu Long had a very rich combat experience. After a moment of shock, he realized: "This is a divine movement talisman."

At this moment, he finally recognized Yu Ci's identity: "That kid is actually from Lichen Sect!"

Several consecutive accidents made Fu Long unavoidably stunned. Yu Ci took advantage of this opportunity to break through the encirclement of the evil spirit in one fell swoop and threw it into the mountain. The change in the energy made Fu Long realize. Staring at Yu Ci's back, his breath became heavy, and blue veins swelled up on his bare head. The next moment, he made a decision:

Even if it is from Lichen Sect, it will be killed! The Yellow Spring Secret Palace can only be mine, mine!

Fu Long let out a violent roar, and the two evil evil spirits turned their heads and launched an impact. At this time, Yu Ci was still unable to keep his feet on the ground. In the air, no matter how magical the Divine Walking Talisman was, it was a distance that was beyond reach than the flying weapon of the Huandan monk. The most important thing was that the effect of this talisman on the air was limited!

The two "Cangbang" sounds, and the evil spirit did not hit Yu Ci, but hit the mountain below. The earth and rocks splashed like rain. Each one was as powerful as a strong bow and crossbow. What's even more powerful was that the two strikes hit the focus point of half of the mountain. The collapse and the large stone walls cracked, causing the mountain collapse immediately.

On Yu Ci's side, it seems that almost the entire mountain has fallen down. Such a large-scale mountain collapse cannot be avoided at all. The shadow of the mountain wall buried him in a blink of an eye, and then it completely collapsed, and the dust and smoke in the sky made the night even more turbid.

Seeing Yu Ci being smashed by the rocks that collapsed, Fu Long grinned.

Although this disciple of Lichen Sect is only at the level of enlightenment, his skills are very solid, and his secret skills are emerging one after another, and his combat power is extremely strong. If he hadn't been suppressing with the ten evil deeds of transformation, and forced this person to hang in the void, he would probably not have been able to deal with it so easily.

"These disciples of the major sects are really annoying. Well, I wonder if I can find some benefits? Of course, we must handle the matter carefully first."

Fu Long is experienced. Even if he is ruthless, he must do it perfectly. When he starts, he thinks of several destruction of corpses or misleading the people who are chasing them. The landslide is just the first step... He finally fell from the sky and did not forget to glance at Chu Yan on the mountain. In the darkness, the female cultivator curled up and looked over in confusion. She seemed to be affected by the landslide just now. At this moment, bloodshots were overflowing from the corner of her mouth, and her hands were holding them in her chest. She looked even worse than before.

But Fu Long likes the female cultivator very much: "This woman must be carefully curated when she turns back..."

Before his thoughts were over, his heart tightened. He turned around and saw a figure leveraging force in the splattered gravel several times in the rolling dust and rushing upwards. He broke through the clouds and mist in a blink of an eye, and rushed towards him. Fu Long immediately gasped: Could it be that this guy was using the falling rock to exert force and moved upwards?

In confusion, the two of them looked at each other. He only felt that the young man's eyes were cold and cold, and there was no emotional fluctuation that should be due to escaping from death!

This guy is terrible!

Fu Long felt cold in his heart. Yu Ci had the pure and profound foundation of the sect and had a tempered cultivation of mind and character. He was by no means comparable to those spoiled young boys. Such a person, no matter what the situation was, was the most difficult type. He had been working in the world of cultivation for more than two hundred years, but how could he not know how powerful he was?

"I will have to cut the weeds today, otherwise I will have no way to survive in the future!"

Fu Long gritted his teeth and instantly raised Yu Ci to the level of the great enemy of life and death. He was about to launch his full strength, but then his eyes were bulging out: "What is that?"

The cultivation level of the elixir that once returned to the upper level made Fu Long still maintain some of the keen sensing of the golden elixir "sunken in the void, reflecting the vast thousand". This is also one of the reliances on which he relies on to surpass his peers. At this time, the sensing took his sight and looked back at Yu Ci, but the goal was a long black light!

The black line ran through the sky, and a distance of a thousand feet passed. On the other side, Yu Ci suddenly jumped up, and when it fell, it was exactly the time when the black line passed, and then it accelerated without warning.

Even if Fu Long sensed something first, the speed had completely exceeded his reaction limit. In the blink of an eye, the cold sword energy had already collided with his body protection Zhensha, and a few short and squeaky sounds, and the body protection Zhensha was violently turbulent. Fu Long's exposed skin was cold and his hair was standing upside down.

It was not until this moment that Fu Long's reaction became reality. The evil evil transformed from reality to virtual, moved out of nowhere, and interspersed in the air. The real evil collided, and a powerful tornado popped up outside his body. Then there was a "hiss" sound, and the sound was like a splitting silk. Yu Ci's sword light finally tore the real evil in the protective body, turning into thousands of threads, like countless sharp needles, penetrated into the body.

"Wow!"

Fu Long blew blood, and the sword energy was reaching, his fragile lungs had been messed up. The reason why he did not die was that the tornado formed by the fierce evil had destroyed half of the sword energy and injured the junior of the Lichen Sect. Yu Ci also vomited blood and flew away. The two of them fell at the same time, almost indefinitely, and fell among the shrubs and rocks on the mountain.

Almost the moment he hit the ground, Yu Ci ejected.

The bombardment of the real evil caused his internal organs to shift a little, but he could not delay. He had missed an opportunity just now!

If it weren't for him, it would be the first time that he fired a sword at the speed of a monk Buxu. He was slowing down by half a beat. That sword just now could penetrate Fu Long through his heart. But it's not too late. At this moment, Fu Long had been completely pulled by him to the scale weighed by the sword, and it was so fair to run through life and death!

On the other side, Fu Long also jumped up from the ground. At this time, he no longer had the style of a monk named Huandan. His bald head was covered with a layer of dust, and his brocade clothes were cracked when his chest was cracked, revealing the bloody breast hair and black flesh. His eyes were red, but his mouth was wide open, revealing bloody teeth, like a ferocious beast that chose people to eat.

"The junior of Lichen Sect..."

He roared to the sky, and the real evil exploded. In an instant, clouds and mists were stirred up, and sand and stones were flying. The atmosphere of a mile was so turbid that it was impossible to breathe. In the dust and smoke, the evil evils formed again at both ends, but they melted into the flying sand and dust, appearing faintly, and the fierce aura increased tenfold.

Under the sensation of the golden elixir, Yu Ci's breath was as obvious as the fire in the night, causing Fulong to vent away. The mountain could not bear the strong pressure and groaned on the verge of collapse.

If you kill like this, you will completely use your power to suppress others. How should the younger generation deal with it?

Fu Long wanted to laugh, but when he smiled, there were another wave of blood coming up.

This is both a sword creation and a secret injury left by the God-Slaying Spike. No one understands better than him that although the God-Spike Spike Spike Spike was a quick-acting heretic method and was ridiculed as "exaggerated", its sinister characteristics have not changed. After attacking the body, it still damages the meridians and tries to break free from his blockage, directly killing and returning the key to the Dan Ding Ding Ding.

If he could cultivate in time at the beginning of his injury, he would probably have been cured in three to five days. But now, the old wound has not healed, and new injuries have been added. The younger generation is actually taking the path of sword intent atomization. Not to mention the pure sword energy, the nature is more hidden and similar to the Killing Spike. When they attack each other, the injury tends to recur.

You must never give that junior a chance!

When he thought of this, his face changed. Where is the junior of Lichen Sect?

As the dust and smoke surged in the sky, Yu Ci leaned forward slightly, her feet were not big, but the frequency was extremely fast. She ran like this several feet, and suddenly moved sideways, causing a wave of howling true evil blades to roll on the ground, and then leaped several times, as agile as a monkey, and suddenly turned over without warning, sliding back against the ground, as strange as a ghost.

In the process, his breath became weaker and weaker, almost nothing.

At this moment, the Light Escape Technique has been exerted to the extreme. He seems to be dodging in a mess in the torrent of the True Evil, but every time he dodged, he formed an internal pressure according to the power of the Light Escape Technique. While closing his own breath bit by bit, he also accumulated strength one by one.

His movements were light and agile, but the feeling was getting thicker, so heavy that his internal organs could not bear it. He had a feeling that if he did not evaporate the accumulated power in time, he would probably squeeze his stomach and burst into pieces of flesh, or simply burst into pieces with a bang.

The Xi light sword in his hand passed through a layer of cold air, like a lead, hooking the huge force that condensed to its limit, like a giant crossbow that had accumulated momentum. The evil spirit had lost its sense of his sense of consciousness. In front of him, Fulong's breath was his only target.

At this moment, the true evil of Fulong broke out for the second time!

The powerful impact left no blind spots, washed the range of about a radius! Yu Ci was shocked, and Fang Yi was flat, but his body was burned. He raised his head suddenly. Someone broke through the dust and smoke in front of him, and his body was full of evil, as if he was wrapped in a layer of burning fire, and he rushed up.

This person is not Fu Long, who will come?

"Go to die!"

I don’t know how many times Fu Long made a similar roar, but no one has a more violent and fierce aura than now.

The shouting pierced through the ear drums, Yu Ci's body shook again, but Xi Guangsword seemed to have spirituality, facing Fu Long's fist, facing him head-on! With just a flash, both sides splattered blood, Fu Long's cheeks were hit by the sword, and Yu Ci's flesh on his shoulder was torn apart by the fist.

When the blood shone in front of your eyes, the eyes of both of them were instantly dyed with the same color.

The joy of success and the pain of being injured came at the same time, and the collision occurred in the heart, like a punch in the heart. The powerful impact squeezed the blood, spurted out of the ventricle, and spread throughout the body. At this moment, the blood and energy penetrated the heavenly spirit, and the burning feeling permeated all the nerves.

The two of them let out a sharp roar, but instead of retreating, they approached again.

The sword light fist is intertwined several feet in a circle, which is the most dangerous close-fitting fight. However, neither side retreats at all.

In just a few breaths, shoulders, chest, cheeks, limbs, lower abdomen... countless wounds torn apart on the two of them, waves of blood blooming, and then they were triggered by the real evil, creating a circle of thin blood mist.

The smell of blood is a sweet fragrance that has never been experienced before!
Chapter completed!