The sword energy soared into the sky, splitting the hard ground along the way, creating a new abyss!
Xu Yulong closed his eyes and seemed to give up struggling.
Seeing this, the old man with dead spots sneered and said, "Have you given up struggling? It's too late!"
Xu Yulong turned a deaf ear and quickly moved his Dao-Destroying Fist. His fist energy flowed out from his body, and he suddenly broke through the suppressed momentum of the two old dogs.
Seeing Xu Yulong break free from his restraints, the dead-spotted old man sighed. He thought he would dodge the sword energy, so he prepared to use the sword again!
But I never thought that Xu Yulong would not dodge, but instead went one step further, raised his fist, and rushed forward facing the dark sword energy!
A punch hit the sword energy, and the sword energy was so fierce that it cut Xu Yulong's fist with blood, and even the white bones could be seen!
But Xu Yulong still refused to take a step back, holding on to the sword energy and never retreating!
"If I take a step back here now, wouldn't I have to take a step back at any time? I will never!"
Xu Yulong roared angrily, the black light of his fist became even brighter, the power of the sky was impeccable, and the flow of fist energy was endless!
He punched out again, knocking the sword energy into nothingness!
After the blow, Xu Yulong collapsed on the ground panting, staring at the dead-spotted old man with a smile on his pale face.
The old man with dead spots suddenly felt a sense of timidity that he dared not look directly at.
The people watching the battle took a breath, dumbfounded and in disbelief, and talked about it, expressing the shock in their hearts.
"Hiss! This Xu Yulong is so powerful. I have never seen him use magical powers. He can fight two Qi Refining Ancestors back and forth with just a pair of fists. It's so terrifying!"
"I didn't expect that Ancestor Qin Xian was actually a sword cultivator! That sword just now probably had the power of the second level of Qi Refining, but it was destroyed by him with just one punch. How on earth did he do it!"
The old man with dead spots couldn't believe his timid voice, his face was ferocious, and he kept drawing out his sword, shouting: "I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Countless sword energy came through the air, splitting the space, and wanted to take Xu Yulong's life!
Xu Yulong gave a bitter smile, lay down on the ground, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Master Bai is very powerful and his cultivation is unfathomable! When the sun rises in the east, only Master Bai is undefeated!"
All the onlookers were confused and couldn't figure out why Xu Yulong suddenly went crazy.
A disciple of the Qin family said sarcastically: "I think this kid is scared out of his wits by his ancestor. He talks indiscriminately and is really crazy!"
The others were silent, but there was a trace of unbearableness in their eyes.
It would be a pity for such a strong young man to die here.
At this moment, a tiger roar sounded, clanking like a sword, as if coming across thousands of mountains and rivers!
In the blink of an eye, a spiritual sword came through the air, flew over the heads of countless monks, blocked in front of Xu Yulong, and emitted a golden sword energy, sweeping away all the sword energy!
Everyone held their breath and stared at the spiritual sword floating and spinning above Xu Yulong's head, their eyes wide with horror.
The spirit sword is three feet long, with a long and slender blade. There is a tiger head on the hilt. It raises its head and roars to the sky, and opens its mouth in a roaring manner.
The sword body emits a golden sword light, automatically exhaling a strong sword energy, full of spiritual energy.
A small snow-white beast jumped down from the Tiger Roaring Sword and landed on top of Xu Yulong's head. It grabbed a lock of his hair and kept tearing it apart. It said with a smile: "Xu Yulong, do you think of me now? You were so powerful just now.
, so chic!”
Hearing Master Bai's aversion, Xu Yulong took it seriously and thought to himself: "This is a reminder that I can't be alone... I'm just showing off!"
Xu Yulong hurriedly laughed and said: "No way! I was beaten to the point of being beaten to pieces, and it was just Mr. Bai who came to the rescue to determine the victory!"
Master Bai was elated when he heard this. He was so happy that he covered his mouth and snickered: "I guess you can talk, kid?"
Then Mr. Bai adjusted his sitting posture and looked like he was sitting upright. He glanced at him with a captivating look, and said indifferently: "Who is this short-sighted person who bullies my little brother? Come forward and die!
"
At the same time, the Tiger Roaring Sword turned its tip and pointed at the old man with dead spots and the old ghost with long beard, the sword energy was like a rainbow!
The two arrogant ancestors of Qi Refining involuntarily took a few steps back and looked at each other with shock on their faces.
The two of them had complicated expressions. They really didn't expect Xu Yulong to have such a powerful helper!
There is also a sword that is full of spirituality. Its quality is definitely higher than that of spiritual treasures, and even surpasses magic weapons!
Maybe it’s a Taoist weapon that gave birth to its own sword spirit!
"This beast must not be offended!"
They both thought at the same time.
Master Bai hadn't seen anyone stand up for a long time. He was impatient and very dissatisfied. He roared, pointed his paw at the old man, and said coldly: "It's just you! Come out! Didn't you have a lot of fun holding a sword just now?"
Xu Yulong was greatly moved: "It turns out that Mr. Bai has been paying attention to me. I am so happy!"
After a second thought, I noticed something was wrong, and my big eyes were full of doubts: "Huh? That's not right! Since it has been paying attention to me, you know that I am in a life-or-death crisis! It has to ask me to flatter it before it comes out, damn it!"
The dead-spotted old man's body trembled, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he felt miserable in his heart. He had to take a step forward, put away his spiritual sword, and cupped his hands and said: "I didn't know that the Demon Ancestor was here, and I missed the greeting from afar. It's a sin!"
Regardless of whether it is the Demon Ancestor or not, at the most serious level, just flatter him first, that’s right!
Master Bai curled his lips and said coldly: "Why do you sound like those old bald donkeys? Damn it!"
As he spoke, Lord Bai waved his paw, and the Tiger Roaring Sword flew into Xu Yulong's arms. He lowered his head and placed it in Xu Yulong's ear, whispering: "Xu Yulong, I don't like what this old man says. Go ahead and chop him down!"
If you can’t kill me, don’t come back to see me!”
After speaking, Lord Bai jumped to the top of a towering ancient tree and gave Xu Yulong an encouraging look.
Xu Yulong held the Tiger Roaring Sword tightly, feeling the joy and joy coming from the sword, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
Master Bai unlocked part of the seal on Tiger Roaring Sword and channeled a little power, which is already comparable to top magic weapons!
In addition, the Tiger Roaring Sword is originally of extremely high quality, and ordinary top-level magic weapons are simply not enough for it to cut with one sword!
Feeling the powerful power contained in the Tiger Roaring Sword, Xu Yulong nodded slightly, raised his head suddenly, smiled slightly at the two ancestors of Qi Refining, showed his white teeth, and said with a smile: "Two ancestors, let's make gestures again?"
The long-bearded old man wanted to retreat, so he pushed the dead-spotted old man forward hard, and then he ran wildly, trying to escape.
Xu Yulong was stunned, then chuckled and shook his head, and slapped the Tiger Roaring Sword. The Tiger Roaring Sword flew out quickly like an arrow from the string, leaving a long tail flame in the air that lingered for a long time.
"No, no! I give up! Ah!"
In the distance, a long-bearded old man screamed in agony, and then stopped suddenly.
Everyone was silent, their hearts extremely cold.
Hearing the screams of his companions, the dead-spotted old man trembled, and then his body trembled uncontrollably, shaking like chaff.
The tiger roared and the sword flew back, drinking blood and becoming even more murderous.
Xu Yulong wiped the blood from the sword and said with a smile: "Ancestor? Do you still want to run away?"
The dead-spotted old man took a deep breath, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said in a trembling voice: "That's it, is there a possibility to let me live?"
Xu Yulong smashed his mouth, flicked the sword, and suddenly the sword screamed, and the dead-spotted old man was startled.
"Oh, you are making this difficult for me!"
The dead-spotted old man understood instantly, took off a simple ring from his finger, handed it over, and said flatteringly: "This is all my net worth, you see..."
Xu Yulong stretched out his hand to take it, then rubbed his chin, with a troubled expression on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the spiritual sword carried behind the old man.
The dead-spotted old man slapped his head, hurriedly took off his spirit sword, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Look at my memory!"
Xu Yulong took it with a smile, and then said: "Is this good?"
The old man with dead spots cursed secretly, his heart was bleeding, but he said with a smile: "What's wrong! The sword should be matched with a hero like you! Do you think you can let me go?"
Xu Yulong laughed loudly and said: "Looking at how sensible you are, it's not impossible! But you have to answer my question first..."