Seeing Xu Changsheng stand up, the two fighting men each struck a blow, swayed away, and stared at him fearfully.

Xu Changsheng stroked Fu Lu again and said with a smile: "I'll just take a look, you guys keep going, keep going."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, as if he really had no intention of taking action.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately sent a message to the woman in black robe, "I'll wait for an opportunity to take action later. You can help me find an opportunity to get close."

The woman felt happy, thinking that with Xu Changsheng's help, she would definitely be inseparable. After all, looking at his posture, there was no doubt that he could kill Jing Zui with three punches.

"good!"

The woman responded.

But he shouted softly: "If you don't want to die, get away, otherwise I'll kill you too!"

This was the first time that Jing Zui saw the woman in black robe speaking. Just as he was thinking about her identity again, the woman gently touched the ball with her hands and muttered words, and then an inexplicable rhythm began to emanate from the ball again.

However, Xu Changsheng was naturally bypassed.

Jing Zui quickly stepped back.

Xu Changsheng's blood energy gathered in his legs and he rushed out.

But as soon as he took action, the woman in black robe felt a chill in her heart.

What is this? The blood exchange realm? Or the golden tendon realm?

Fortunately, I thought he was some kind of dragon-bone and phoenix-marrow martial artist, but I didn't expect him to be such a cheap guy, still bragging here, looking like a peerless master.

She was panicked, but Jing Zui was overjoyed.

I thought he was a powerful enemy, but he turned out to be a minion. With his level of cultivation, even if he stood here and let him fight, he probably wouldn't be able to break through his own defense.

Xu Changsheng didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he knew the gap between himself and Jing Zui.

But so what if you know?

Knowing the gap, you should surrender and admit defeat and beg the other party to let him go.

No, it was precisely because he knew the gap between the two sides that he wanted to ask about boxing. Tang and Song had told themselves this when they were practicing martial arts in the mountains.

As a martial artist, we should aim our fists at high places.

What is a high place?

Those with high cultivation level are in high places.

There is no hoarseness or gnashing of teeth, just like a casual "Mountains and Seas" style played on the road to a beautiful place in the mountains and wild fields on a daily basis.

Jing Zui originally opened up his cultivation and allowed Xu Changsheng to use it, so that this martial artist who didn't know the heights and heights of the world would know.

Not all mistakes can be made. Some mistakes can only be made once in this life. If they are made, the person will be gone.

A mediocre punch, even the punch's intention was extremely weak.

When the two fighting men saw Xu Changsheng's punch, they also saw most of it.

It's a fancy show, fake moves, it's probably some kind of pheasant boxing.

Xu Changsheng remained unmoved, his heart still as if water had stopped flowing.

A steady punch landed on Jing Sin.

He, who was still full of confidence, suddenly turned stiff. Not only him, but also the woman in black robe opposite him was shocked.

Is this a punch?

Is this a boxer from the blood exchange realm?

With one punch, Jing Zui was instantly knocked away, and the extremely concentrated fist was tightly held in Xu Changsheng's hand. When it touched him, it exploded instantly.

But Xu Changsheng was not so arrogant as to really think that he could hit the three realms with a flip of his hand. After one hit, he retreated crazily and shouted: "What are you doing standing there! Fuck him!"

The black-robed woman woke up, and with a thought, the power of her soul condensed into ox-hair needles, and they flew away in the blink of an eye.

Jing Zui, who had just landed, had no time to stop him, and his face instantly turned pale.

I was too confident. I thought it was just a fist, but I didn't expect it to be a fist.

Now it seems that there is no way to escape death today.

Everyone on the left and right is dead. It's impossible to drag Na Nan Zhi Ke to be buried with him. Only the young warrior. Since he can't live anymore, then he can't live either!

In the blink of an eye, I had made a plan.

Jing Zui flipped the hook again, and a phantom of a spear flew out from it, pointing directly at Xu Changsheng.

When the woman in black robe saw this, her expression hidden under the black mist changed again and again, but she finally took action.

The flying gun shadows were shattered one by one, and it was impossible to see where the attack came from. But it was still a little late, and the first three gun shadows had already arrived in front of Xu Changsheng.

You can't hide, you can only take it hard.

His figure sank, and he could vaguely see the shadow of a mountain covering his body.

The spear stalled for a moment, then shattered against the fist and landed on his body.

Xu Changsheng was full of energy, and his muscles were tense to the extreme.

The shadow of the gun broke through the skin and penetrated the flesh again, which consumed the spiritual energy and dissipated.

Xu Changsheng stood up, laughed ferociously, and said, "Are you in the mortal realm or the profound realm?"

There is no better way to kill people than to kill one's heart. Xu Changsheng's words completely made Jing Zui angry. How could he have ever been despised by a third-level martial artist with his late-stage cultivation at Lingtai?

As soon as the hook was turned, before the move was released, he fell to the ground stiffly.

Xu Changsheng immediately looked towards the woman in black robe and saw her bent over, holding her thighs with both hands, breathing heavily.

Forcibly wiping out the soul of a late-stage Lingtai soul was still too difficult for Nian Zhike, who was at the peak of Dan's state of mind. If it hadn't been for the fact that Jing Sin's will had been sapped in the third level, plus the Shadow Demon Lord's

It will take some time for Ansa and Xu Changsheng to completely kill Jing Zui.

At least it won't be as easy as now.

Xu Changsheng's injuries have also stopped, but his arms and lower abdomen are still stained with large blood stains, but to him, these are just drizzle.

Suddenly, both of them looked towards the blood coffin.

I saw the gray mist billowing above the blood coffin, and the Shadow Demon King appeared again, laughing wildly: "Very good! Very good! You really did not disappoint our ancestors."

After speaking, he swooped down from the high platform, carrying a long gray mist around the black-robed woman several times, and finally stopped in front of her, with an intoxicated look on his face, "Yes, the taste of this Nuzhike is just different. No.

Come to think of it, when I return as a shadow after a thousand years, I am still a stranger to strangers. I really want to see what those old guys will look like then."

"Girl, don't worry. After the ancestor possesses you and recovers your cultivation, you can point directly at the Demon Lord, which is the true state of your human race. How about it? This is a good deal, right?" Faces kept circling her.

Rotate. Gray fog disperses.

Xu Changsheng could feel the stiffness of the woman's body through the black robe, as if she was very resistant.

Is it possible that she didn't come here voluntarily?

Just when Xu Changsheng was wondering, Shadow Demon Lord suddenly flew in front of him and said, "Boy, why don't you go up and help the ancestor open the coffin? What are you doing here?"

It was his turn so soon? Xu Changsheng took a deep breath and looked at the blood coffin in the sky, filled with blood and exuding the mysterious power that captivates people. If he really opens the coffin so honestly, I'm afraid he will die.

I don’t know.

But if you don't go, you will die.

Another two-death situation.

"Boy, do you want to go or not? If you don't go, my ancestor will kill you now!"

As he spoke, a jet of black mist came out of his mouth. Xu Changsheng immediately stretched out his hand to block it, and his fist melted. His left hand was instantly corroded by the black mist, and his flesh and blood were mottled.

"How? Why don't you go quickly?" Shadow Demon Lord said coldly.

Holding back the pain in his hand, Xu Changsheng said: "Demon Lord, you can obviously come out by yourself, why do you still need me to open the coffin?"

Ancestor Youying was stunned.

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"Your three souls are all looking for ghosts to possess you, but there is no one ready to open your coffin, so the demon king should be able to come out on his own." Xu Changsheng continued.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not? In short, you are bound to die today. It would be better if you open the coffin for the ancestor properly. Maybe the ancestor will be happy and let you go. But now it seems,

Only death is suitable for you."

After saying that, he ignored the two of them and flew back into the blood coffin again.

Xu Changsheng's heart tightened and he clenched his fists unconsciously. The woman in black robe also turned her head and the two looked at each other.

"Bang——"

The blood coffin was opened a crack from the inside out.

…

"Coming."

Zhang Kuang spread the news to Xingwen Dao.
To be continued...