That life was just a monkey face, with a sharp cheek, a chin shrank, and her hands and feet were very slender. There were white steel rings on each left and right arms. They drove a black air to stop on Yinfeng Gorge. They smiled strangely: "Little boy from the Taoist sect, grandpa Ma Tong, I'm here again, do you dare to fight?"

Seeing that no one responded, Ma Tong's expression gradually became rampant, and then he said some dirty words, all of which were rebellious and chaotic adjustments of his parents, pigs and dogs. He Qin was so angry that he was about to take action, but was pulled by Song Dazhu. He shook his head and said, "The first ones are those who are shallow in Taoism. If you take action, then the only one on the opposite side will be Ma Tong. Now Antarctic Church is full of righteousness, so avoid its edge first."

He Qin still looked angry and was about to struggle away. Seeing this, Song Dazhu shouted sternly: "Even if you take action, it's not your turn to be with so many seniors! How did the elder brother say when he was on the mountain! Let you listen to me in everything! How did you do it!"

Zhou Gan also advised him that when he was walking in the world, he had heard so many slander words. If he was really angry, he would be fooled. He just had to regard it as nothing and wait for the opportunity to settle it with me.

He Qin barely heard it, but someone couldn't help it. A gray sword light suddenly shot out from the red light barrier, and a voice came from it: "You little monkey, let me fight you!"

Ma Tong hated people the most about his short figure and strange appearance. He was furious when he heard this. He swung his hands and shot out two steel rings, fighting with the gray flying sword. Only the sound of iron and stone striking in the air could be heard.

Although the monkey-faced demon man spoke dirty words and looked arrogant, he had some skills. The two steel rings were divided and merged, and they either turned into many phantoms or blew harsh silver lights, disturbing people's minds. Judging from their way of controlling objects, they were quite organized, and there were few flaws when advancing and retreating.

On the other hand, the decent man who controls the gray sword light has low magic power, but he is fighting for it with force, trying to grab the upper hand everywhere. The flying sword dances constantly, looking vicious and frightening, but if the strong attack fails and the momentum is exhausted, it will probably be a little bad.

He Qin's eyes widened, his hands clenched his fists, and cheered twice from time to time, as if he was fighting, but the situation turned sharply, and the gray flying sword could not break through the defense of the steel ring, and inadvertently revealed a flaw. He was caught by Ma Tong. The two steel rings suddenly merged and turned into a gray light to break through the barrier. The sword light scattered for a while and there was no time to return. The steel ring fell on the head of the sword-controller with lightning speed and was shrinking again. The "click" sound rang out, and his brain burst, splashing out several feet high and white pieces; the body was about to fall from the air, but was caught by Ma Tong. The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks suddenly laughed and threw it to the Renshan Gorge station in the right path, "clicked" on the barrier, slowly sliding down, leaving only a blood mark.

"The seven sects of bastards are really not as good as my Holy Sect disciples! I haven't even used half-broken methods yet!" Ma Tong winked and twisted his eyes, even took off his bull's pants, exposing half of his butt to everyone, and the slamming sounded.

A large number of howlings of ghosts and wolves suddenly came across from the opposite side, and the schadenfreshing cry and laughter were heard.

It's too strong to bully!!! Not only did He Qin tremble all over, but even many people with advanced Taoism emitted aura and sound. The fairy light and spiritual energy soared into the sky, squeezing towards the monkey-faced horse-dragon like a mountain.

There was also a huge momentum gushing out from the demon clouds and ghost fog opposite. The two fought each other and a ripples of nothingness emerged from the gorge, spreading to both sides. The entire Yinfeng Gorge was affected by it and shaking constantly. The "boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom

Song Dazhu and many of his colleagues showed the smoke of immortal treasures above their heads. They joined forces to support the formation. Zhou Gan turned his head to look at it. He saw the second senior brother's eyes widened. The fairy sword behind him moved endlessly. The fairy aura was rising all over his body, as thick as a pillar, and rushed into the formation with five or six other spiritual lights. The red light was even more dazzling, almost confronting the rolling demonic aura of the Antarctic clan.

After about half an hour, the opponent was unable to get along, so he gradually took back his momentum and calmed down for a day and night without any movement. The famous sword immortals in the Four Elephant Formation were not seen, and the people from the Demon Sect opposite were also provoked in the future. The next day, Ma Tong came to call again, and this time a colorful sword light rushed out of the formation. Zhou Gan knew the sword-controlling man, the third disciple of Venerable Gu Hai, who greeted the two of them halfway the day before yesterday, Fang Lin, Fang of Baidie Sword.

"Fang Lin's cultivation is not low, maybe he can defeat him." Song Dazhu's face turned pale and his expression was dying. It was obvious that he consumed a lot yesterday.

"Second Brother, are you okay?" After yesterday's incident, He Qin also understood Song Dazhu's difficulties. After all, before the Maoshan Taoist fellows arrived, the people with different Taoist craftsmanship were obviously not opponents of the demons on the opposite side, so they had to passively suffer.

"It's nothing, it's just that the essence is damaged." Song Dazhu waved his hand, "Look at this scene first."

There were two flying swords in the square forest. The green fish sword stopped at its feet. Another hundred butterfly sword was mainly attacked, turning into various butterfly moths flying all over the sky, colorful and different colors, which was very beautiful. What's even more amazing is that the wings of these butterfly insects were sharply flying swords, and they all fanned their palms and shot towards the horses, hiding murderous intent in the colorful sky!

The monkey-faced Ma Tong dared not be arrogant, and drove the two steel rings continuously and kept running. They only saw that there were circles on the top, bottom, left and right. There was a scattered sound of "ping-pong" and sparks flew everywhere. The light of the butterfly sword could not rush in, and the steel rings had no power to fight back. They were deadlocked for a while. The other methods such as the Five Elements Spells, and all kinds of lightning lights were useless. The power was much different from these two strange treasures.

"The magic power of the monkey itself is ordinary, but the steel ring is quite magical, so there is such a situation that it is neither good nor bad!" He Qin said.

"Not only that, Ma Tong's method of driving things is quite wonderful, so he can use the power of the steel ring to fully exert the power of the steel ring. It is not like the magic sect method, but it is quite consistent with our Taoist sect." Song Dazhu had a profound vision and immediately saw the essence of it.

"What if I want to break it?"

Song Dazhu thought for a moment, shook his head, but an old sound suddenly came from the ears of the three of them. It was the voice of Master Gu Hai: "Try slow to slow, use quick to hit fast, and use point to break the surface."

Both of them were confused, but Zhou Gan was thinking about it, and there were similar records in the Yuangong Sword Skill.

"Senior Gu Hai?" Song Dazhu was shocked.

"My friend Song, Mr. He, my disciples are afraid that I will not win. Among these fellow disciples, only you Qingcheng disciples are still shallow in practicing Taoism, but their magic power is pure and they are sure to win. If you lose again, I am afraid that the few fellow Taoists who came to help the team will not be able to save face, and I am even more worried that the younger generation of children will lose their fighting spirit."

"But Junior Brother He and I are afraid that they are bullying the small ones for the big ones?" Song Dazhu frowned.

"You do the bottom-up method. If Ma Tong fights the formation again and asks Xiaoyou He to go first, he will not care about these things at this time!"

"Haha, senior, there is no problem. I have long wanted to slapped this money into a powerful way, but how can I explain these three mantras?"

However, Venerable Gu Hai stopped talking. Perhaps in his opinion, there are some truths that enlightenment means enlightenment. If you don’t understand, you still don’t understand. If you waste your words, it is useless.

"Senior brother, why don't you let me test it later?" Zhou Gan said suddenly.

"You?" He Qin hesitated for a moment, "I'm afraid it won't work? Junior brother, you have only been in the art for a few years! The devil's cub is the most skilled, if there is anything..."

"It's okay to try it." Song Dazhu suddenly interrupted, "Just treat it as seeing the world."

"Song Lao Er, you--"

"Don't worry, it's really dangerous, I'll take action!"

He Qin looked at the two of them, both of whom were steady and opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say. The two of them had no other means on the field and had a stalemate for six hours. In the end, Fang Lin was the first to kill the Baidie Sword and fell back into the formation. As soon as Fang landed, he staggered a few steps and fell down, sweating profusely, and his face was as white as paper. After being helped by several friends, Ma Tong had no power to fight again, and turned back to the opposite mountain gorge, and had not shown up for a long time.

Next, another person rushed out of the demon cloud opposite. The horse had a long beard face and was holding a long hook. Without words, he was entangled by a string of pearls. The two red and green lights were entangled and reflected. The two fought. After a few days, the young masters of good and evil fought for more than ten times, and they all lost more than the winners. The Southern Demon Sect is worthy of being the enemy of the righteous path. All the disciples under the sect have superb magical powers and good treasures. Compared with the successors of the disciples and descendants collected by the old sword immortals, they are much more powerful.
Chapter completed!