The Lord of Peach Blossom pressed his finger behind his head, and Zuo Lingquan felt a warm breath pouring into the Fengfu acupoint, spreading along the meridians and Qifu to the whole body.

The peach pit hidden in the Qi Mansion was pulled and a bright green light burst out; the heartbeat instantly accelerated to the limit that the body could withstand. The almost boiling blood made Zuo Lingquan dizzy and almost stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

Relying on external forces to activate the body to the limit outside the safe range, under normal circumstances, the body will explode on the spot, but the breath injected by the Peach Blossom Lord is like countless iron chains, tightly holding the blood of the meridians that should have exploded, and repairing the wounds that appear in the body at all times.

A slight light burst out from the surface of Zuo Lingquan's body, his heartbeat trembled, and even caused ripples in the lake water below the ice; as if strong wind was surrounding his body, countless cracks were stirred up on the ice.

Kak

Shangguan Lingye recognized this technique as the wind and thunder curse in Taohuatan. Very few people knew it because he used it as suicide. He used it to commit suicide and could not stabilize the meridian qi holes. The other party also died suddenly. Generally, cultivators who were several levels higher than that dared to apply this powerful medicine to their companions, which was a waste of money.

However, with the realm of the Peach Blossom Lord, it is impossible to control the wind and thunder mantra to Zuo Lingquan. It is very appropriate to use it at this time.

The Taohua Lord cast the mantra very quickly, and it was completed in an instant, and his fingers left the Fengfu acupoint.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were bloodshot, his vision was a little blurred, and his almost bursting heart made it difficult for him to even concentrate his thoughts. The indescribable sense of power stimulated every inch of his body's skin all the time. The unshakable iron tower opposite the ice lake seemed to have been a little shorter at this time.

"drink"

Zuo Lingquan could not suppress the force that had nowhere to vent. After a loud shout, he had already started from the ice pool, and a thunder burst out from the soles of his feet.

clap

A ray of light flashed across the ice lake between the snow peaks.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how fast this was, because the moment he thought, the sword in his hand had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man in white.

But the middle-aged man in white is not Han Ning, and he has no intention of seeking death. How could he stand and use his head to catch the sword? He just punches the backhand.

boom

The middle-aged man in white looked like a martial arts practitioner, with a very experienced boxing technique. He handed out a punch and made a dull sound like a dragon roar. The right fist that covered the scales and armor patterns brought up torn apart the ice surface several meters, and hit Zuo Lingquan's face with a force of shaking the mountain and breaking the city.

Zuo Lingquan's realm was still low after all, and he relied on the Wind and Thunder Curse to urge his body to an unbearable level, but he still did not leave the reaction range of the middle-aged man in white.

Before Zuo Lingquan's sword could be stabbed out, the middle-aged man in white had already arrived first, and his fist came to his eyes.

This situation scared Shangguan Lingye. If he hit this punch, Zuo Lingquan's body would not have any chance to resist and would have been smashed.

At this speed, Shangguan Lingye in the distance had no time to fight. This punch hit Zuo Lingquan's face in front of her and also shattered things, but what was broken was a shadow surrounded by thunder.

A thunder blast came out from the ice lake again. Zuo Lingquan, who had rushed to the man in white, rose again, his body as if he had disappeared on the spot, appeared behind the man in white, and the Xuanming Sword in his hand had already stabbed the back of the man in white.

call out

The bursting sword sounded throughout the night sky.

The sword energy like a black dragon, pressed against the skin of the man in white, poured out from the tip of the Xuanming Sword.

A crisp sound of "click" was made on the ice surface, and something seemed to be smashed.

But that's all!

The surging sword energy hit the back of the neck, scattered everywhere, turning into a thin circle spreading to all sides, like a sharp blade of iron and mud, dividing the entire ice lake into two.

The middle-aged man in white slid forward more than ten feet before he stopped in place, but did not fall down. A sword wound was left behind the back of his neck, less than half an inch deep, and bright red blood oozed out, but healed under the naked eye.

Zuo Lingquan fell back to the ice surface behind with a sword. His right hand had a crack, his heartbeats like a drum, and his eyebrows were frowning. Unexpectedly, this person's skin was so thick that he was so thick.

His body has been elevated to a pervert. Not to mention the peak of Youhuang, the speed and reaction of the fourth level must have been there. The two swords took action at the same time, and one sword broke the defense and entered the flesh. It should have pierced the back of the neck, but he did not expect that the Divine Sect was not only hard, but also even more terrifying. If he didn't take the Xuanming Sword, he would probably have broken the tip of his sword.

The middle-aged man in white twisted his neck, turned around, and put on his punching position again:

"I can fight for this level all day; you have just launched a sword on Wangbei Cliff. With the wind and thunder curse to squeeze your body, the Qihai reserve will be at most two more swords. If the third sword is not released, you will die; the martial arts cultivator can be brave and not afraid of death, but cannot be reckless and die. Let's go."

The middle-aged man in white knows this because the Qihai reserves of monks of the same level are both at the upper and lower limits, and it is impossible for the Qihai reserves of monks of Youhuang to be even more vast than those of monks of the Jade Level.

Zuo Lingquan's realm is clear. How much true energy is poured out with one sword is also clear to the high-level cultivator. You will know once you calculate it.

If the gap between them reaches this point, it is normal for the other party to defeat the strong as long as they are not stupid.

But Zuo Lingquan retreated without knowing the difficulty!

He believed that the sword in his hand could break through the flesh and touch the bones, which meant that he could be beaten and he didn't need to cut the bones when he killed someone.

No matter how hard the body of a man in white is, it is impossible for him to be as hard as every place. Zuo Lingquan doesn't believe that the eyes, throat, and heart behind the gaps in the ribs can be as hard as iron and stone as bones. All he needs to do is to be more accurate; he practices swords to be more accurate and faster. What's the difficulty?

Zuo Lingquan's breathing movement looked a bit scary, and the breath he was breathing between his nose was already filled with some blood mist. After glanced at Binghu, his body turned into crazy thunder again and appeared on the left side of the man in white, with the sword tip straightening to his neck.

"drink"

The man in white did not turn his head, and his left fist had already taken action, hitting the afterimage left in the air again. His right arm and elbow swept backward at the same time, and the afterimage still hit him.

Bang bang bang

Shangguan Lingye next to him in the distance saw lightning flashing around the white-clothed body, and a figure that was almost madly appeared everywhere in the white-clothed man. Half of the sword appeared, it turned into a afterimage and continued to stab out from another direction.

The man in white never turned his head from beginning to end, and there was no need to be such a close distance. Just relying on the fluctuations of the breath that were difficult to conceal Zuo Lingquan's body, he could predict the other party's next move in advance, so as to prevent it from leaking.

Shangguan Lingye is not a martial artist, but he is not an outsider. He knows that it is meaningless to continue fighting like this. Zuo Lingquan has no chance to draw a sword in close proximity, and will sooner or later be exhausted, so he wants Zuo Lingquan to stop.

But the Taohua Lord next to him raised his hand to stop Shangguan Lingye.

With the Taoist practice of the Taohua Lord, you can fully see the situation of the two people and understand what Zuo Lingquan is doing.

In the late stage of Youhuang, the defensive means of transforming the true qi of the Linggu realm, the sword energy becomes a gang and other true qi comes out. For martial artists in the same realm who carry magic weapons and immortal weapons, it is just a layer of paper. The monks can rely on the protection, only the indestructible golden body magic weapon and the ghost body technique with quick response.

The Divine Sect claims that everything is not broken. Although the golden body is so tough that it is comparable to a monster, the hardening of the skin and bones will inevitably be at the expense of flexibility. It is impossible to maintain the lightness and flexibility of the body while being as hard as iron and stone.

Although the man in white has a strong boxing style, his movements are extremely large, with wide opening and closing, straightforward and unaware of agile moves. He is not allowed to use agile moves because to maintain the indestructibleness of the Divine Gate, he must make his body a stable support and the core cannot shake at will.

Under the limitations of the extension range of arms and legs, such a way of playing must have a relatively slow protection. As long as you try more, you can find this life gate that is easier to kill with one blow.

With Zuo Lingquan's talent, he found this place very quickly.

The two of them attacked and defended more than ten times in a flash. When Zuo Lingquan appeared behind the man in white again, the Xuanming Sword in his hand was like a black thunder, slanted upwards, stabbing the man in white's waist and hitting his lungs wrapped in ribs.

The man in white swept back and with a strong wind, he instantly smashed Zuo Lingquan's sleeves and flesh on his arms, but his fist only wiped Zuo Lingquan's forearm and shook it by.

Zuo Lingquan seized this moment of opportunity. The sword edge had already pierced into the white robe, knocking through the flesh and blood, and stabbed out the second sword with almost no order. There was no bone blocking in the body, and it was more than two inches after stabbing in.

The Xuanming Sword that entered the body, the sword energy poured wildly into the body.

According to normal circumstances, the vast sword energy exploded in the body and the body was so indestructible that it would inevitably become like a blow-off, shaking the internal organs.

Even the Lord of Peach Blossoms felt that Zuo Lingquan could succeed with this sword.

But what the few people did not expect was that Zuo Lingquan stabbed in with a sword, and a thread of blood mist exploded in front of the man in white. The Molong sword energy condensed into a bunch, rushed out of his chest, shot into the night sky, flying more than a hundred feet before it exploded in the air, and exploded into a ball of black clouds.

Boom

Zuo Lingquan's sword came out and stopped and retreated. He saw this scene halfway through, his eyes were stunned. Unexpectedly, the man in white actually withdrew the magical powers of the Divine Sect the moment the sharp sword entered his body.

Without the protection of the Divine Sect, Zuo Lingquan directly hit the man in white with his chest and waist.

The penetration injury will inevitably damage the internal organs. Although it is not light, it is not fatal to the monk. It is equivalent to making a hole in the body and letting the sword energy pass. Compared with the sword energy that explodes in the body, this damage is completely acceptable.

The man in white also flew farther away. When he landed on the ground, his body surface was covered with scales and armor patterns. The sword in front of him began to stop bleeding and heal with the naked eye. He looked down at his blood-stained chest, and his eyes showed a look of surprise:

"I have a good understanding, but unfortunately, relying on the Wind and Thunder Curse to improve combat power, the speed is too fast and I can't be able to retract and release it freely, otherwise I would really be able to die here."

Zuo Lingquan relies on external forces to greatly improve his physical strength. His foundation is not solid, so it is impossible to be able to retract and release freely. He seized the opportunity to concentrate his sword energy to break through defense and tried his best. He had no chance to control the sword energy to enter the body and explode.

But it is better to solve the problem of using too much force to produce a penetration injury than not being able to do it.

Zuo Lingquan consumes the Qi Hai very quickly, and he can take action at most once. As long as he can find an opportunity to stab the eye or throat, and penetrate it upwards and penetrate directly into his brain, the other party of the Divine Sect will die.

Although attacking the vital head against the head is hundreds of times more difficult than back stabbing, there are always opportunities. Zuo Lingquan has always insisted on using the fastest speed to stab the most accurate place in practice, in order to seize such a seemingly impossible opportunity.

Zuo Lingquan took a breath and prepared to raise his sword and go forward again to make a last try.

But at this moment, a shrill roar came out from the sky:

"ah!"

The roar was heart-wrenching and furious!

Zuo Lingquan was shocked, and the Lord Peach Blossom and Shangguan Lingye raised their heads.

I saw a small pleasure boat with lights lit up from the sky under the galaxy.

A little girl in a pleated skirt, holding an iron pipa in her hands, her eyes were blood-red, and she jumped directly from the sky like crazy.

In the air, the girl's body had changed. The black air was steaming, as if an invisible giant beast was protecting her whole body. She held up the pipa with both hands, like a demon who came from the sky and smashed to the ground.

Tang Jingyan, who found something strange, chased after him, but failed to catch up.

Zuo Lingquan just stopped and saw Xie Qiutao like crazy, and a pipa hit the ice lake and said angrily:

"Mystery, what's wrong with my dad?"

Boom

As always, the ice surface of the entire ice lake was lifted up, forming a huge pit.

The middle-aged man in white who was originally standing on the ice lake dodged away this time, but did not go to see Xie Qiutao, but just said plainly: "He is dead." Then he turned around and flew towards the water source.

"ah!"

Xie Qiutao roared, his throat almost hoarse, and he chased after him with the pipa, like a crazy wolf cub, rushing the ground of Xueling out of a groove.

Zuo Lingquan naturally would not pull Xie Qiutao and flew forward to chase him together.
To be continued...