Su Bei closed his eyes and used his original heart to feel the every move of the saint in the black robe.
"Well, boy, I didn't expect that you still have some skills." The black-robed saint sneered.
His voice came from all directions, floating intently. It seemed that he was everywhere, and his shadow was everywhere in the entire stone chamber.
However, Su Bei's expression moved slightly. He held the knife in his right hand and gently stroked the blade with his left hand. Suddenly, the Samadhi True Fire burned above the blade.
"cut."
Without any hesitation, Su Bei moved his body and stepped forward to the left, and instantly slashed it.
"Roar, boy is you ruthless."
The void shook, and the roar of the black-robed saint came. His strength was far superior to that of Su Bei, but he never expected that Su Bei would restrain his existence with both thunder and fire.
Unwilling to accept it, but helpless.
Su Bei closed his eyes and walked quickly, chasing the illusion of the saint in the black robe, and slashing the saint in the black robe, making him so angry that he roared repeatedly.
"Boy, I will kill you today to vent my hatred in my heart." The saint in black roared angrily.
However, at this moment, a teasing laughter came, "Oh, I think who is so arrogant? It turns out that you are a guy who is not a human being, a ghost or a ghost."
At the same time, the stone chamber trembled slightly, and another person could break through the mystery formation and stepped into the stone chamber. Su Bei felt the breath of the visitor, and immediately opened his eyes and looked at the visitor.
I saw that the person who came was actually a fat man wearing a big red robe. Half of his half-white hair was tied up on the top of his head, and the remaining hair was neatly wrapped around his big head. His chubby cheeks almost flooded his nose, and his round little eyes were almost narrowed into a line.
The illusion of the saint in the black robe floated in the air, revealing a trace of shadow, and the black shadow swelled, indeed like a ghost.
"Old man in red, you are looking for death." The saint in black robe roared angrily.
The fat man in red robe ignored the saint of black robe, just gave Su Bei a thumbs up and said, "Little brother, it's amazing. He can actually beat this guy who is neither human nor ghost, and he has no fig leaf."
When Su Bei heard this, he was speechless and speechless. However, the saint in black robe roared angrily. His soul shadow was surging, as if he would launch a killing attack on the fat man in red at any time.
"Old man in red, don't try your best to show off your verbal skills. You have a great battle with this saint."
When the fat man in red heard this, he immediately pretended to be extremely scared. He raised his fleshy right hand, patted his fleshy chest, and shouted: "I'm so scared, I'm so scared, the old ghost in black robe, you can spare my life."
"You..." The saint in black robe was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Old man in red, I want you to die and kill the soldiers."
Killing that room, the soul of the saint in the black robe suddenly turned into a spear, exploding a ball of air in the air, and assassinating the fat man in red.
"Hey, it's a good thing, hold the palm of your hand, and you can hold the sky with one palm." The fat man in red shouted lightly.
The next moment, his fat palm suddenly raised, his five fingers wide open, and he slowly pushed forward. Suddenly, a big hand constructed by dazzling magic took off his palm and rushed towards the spear transformed by the black-robed saint.
Boom, the air exploded one after another, and the fat man in red suddenly exploded. Of course, the spear transformed by the saint of black robe also exploded instantly and turned into a floating soul again.
The fat man in red was shocked and took three steps in a row. When he stopped, he flicked his sleeves and grinned, "Tsk tsk, the old man in black robe, he has a little bit of strength."
"Hmph..." The saint in black robe snorted coldly, but did not answer.
Su Bei was left aside, and it was not right to leave, nor did he not leave. He had to be fully alert. The black-robed saint showed his murderous intention from the beginning. The fat man in red looked hilarious, but who could guarantee that he would not turn against him in an instant and kill himself and snatch two treasures with the black-robed saint.
"Hey, little brother, do you want to leave?" The fat man in red seemed to see Su Bei's intention and immediately smiled.
When Su Bei heard this, he was stunned and then smiled indifferently, "The two of you fight together seems to have nothing to do with me, so of course I want to leave here."
"Tsk tsk, what fat guy is the little brother, I joined forces with the old ghost in black to kill you?" The fat guy in red smiled.
Su Bei's face turned cold and said coldly: "No matter who it is, if you want to kill me, you will probably have to pay a huge price."
When the fat man in red heard this, he gave Su Bei a thumbs up again and said, "Tsk tsk, you have courage. Fatty, I admire you, well, this is it, you go, that old ghost, I will block you."
When Su Bei heard this, his aura suddenly increased and he said in a teasing way: "Is it true?"
"Of course, why, don't you believe it?" said the fat man in red.
Su Bei smiled indifferently, but in an instant, his body shook, and a sharp murderous aura suddenly burst out.
"I am never afraid of fighting." Su Bei shouted lightly.
As soon as he clenched his fist, a burst of air suddenly burst out. The blade of Qiantian danced gently in his hand, the blade trembled slightly, and the blade of Qiantian screamed.
"Hey, little brother also wants to fight with me, Fatty, and that old ghost?" The fat man in red laughed.
"What's wrong with a fight?" Su Bei shouted in a deep voice.
"Okay, just by holding a semi-artifact in your hand, you are qualified to fight with me, come on." The old man in red shouted softly.
"Bashi Shen Fist, Bashi Strike."
In an instant, the old man in red took the lead. With his fat hand, he suddenly clenched his fist and rushed towards the black-robed saint who was floating in the air.
Just like a palm holding the sky, his powerful magic power condensed on his fist and instantly broke out, turning into a huge fist with dazzling lightning, almost exceeding the lightning.
"Roar, the soul transforms into thousands of strands, and the soul transforms into killing." The black-robed saint was not willing to be outdone and immediately roared.
In an instant, his unstable soul dispersed, and turned into thousands of strands, scattering violently, towards the fat man in red and the fat man in red, Su Beiqi.
Su Bei's eyes cold and shouted: "Good come, Qiantian Slash, Broken Unparalleled."
Suddenly, he held the knife in both hands and raised it high. The surging martial arts true energy in his body rolled like a tide, and the scorching true fire energy also attacked.
Slashed out with one knife, and it was broken unparalleled.
Boom boom boom boom...
The saint in black robe competes with one against two, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy.
Su Bei slashed down with one sword and immediately repelled a ray of soul-transforming killing, but hundreds of rays of soul-transforming killing came. His eyes narrowed slightly and the divine light shot out.
"Slaying wildly, I will kill you, the wind and rain, kill you, the fallen flowers and water." Su Bei suddenly felt a heroic and shouted loudly.