Xiao He's gaze swept across the Taoist priest, and finally his eyes remained on the ancient sword behind the Taoist priest.
The sword is about three feet long, with a yaozi engraved on the hilt of the sword, and a light red blood killing aura faintly entangled on the sword body.
What a sword! Xiao He said in his heart.
"Big Nose, do you think that the magic circle you set up can kill me?" Xiao He moved his eyes away from the ancient sword and said slowly.
The Taoist priest was stunned and then jokingly said, "Boy, so what if you can see it, it's too late now."
That's right, the reason why he didn't take action immediately was because he was preparing a magic circle.
After saying that, the Taoist priest pinched out a yellow talisman with his back hand and muttered something.
"Boom!" The talisman burned instantly.
At the same time, the two killers who had already died so much that they could no longer die suddenly jumped up, with ghost energy lingering in their mouths and noses, and their eyes were dull and pounced towards Xiao He.
Corpse control technique!
Xiao He actually discovered clues when the Taoist priest appeared. With Xiao He's current Taoist cultivation level, any magic that is less powerful than him can be activated, but he cannot escape his perception.
"Second and third brother!" the fat man shouted loudly.
But the two of them did not react at all, and attacked Xiao He like a walking corpse.
Although the two dead bodies suddenly exploded, their speed was still not as fast as Xiao He. Xiao He first kicked one away, then dodged the attack of another corpse, moved his waist and punched the dead body.
chest.
The whole set of movements is smooth and flowing. After leaning back, you force your waist to twist. This not only requires good balance, but also strong waist strength. Because the two dead bodies are very fast, it is difficult for ordinary people to dodge when standing, let alone the number of animals.
The river is leaning back!
How could this kid's body movement be so flexible?
The Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
But so what?
"Boy, it's useless. Don't forget that they are dead bodies and you can no longer kill them."
As soon as the Taoist priest finished speaking, it seemed as if it was confirming the Taoist priest's words. The two killers who had just fallen to the ground jumped up again and attacked Xiao He with expressionless faces.
The dead man controlled by the corpse control technique has completely lost his sense of pain. Even if he has broken his arms, legs, or even his head, he can continue to attack.
"Boy, just wait for them to exhaust their strength little by little! Hahaha!" The Taoist priest laughed coldly.
"Tsk, just a corpse-control technique, you dare to show off in front of me!"
After Xiao He said that he had already added two silver needles.
The silver needle came out like lightning and pierced directly into the eyebrows of the two killers.
"It's useless, boy, I said they are dead bodies, and any attacks you have will be invalid."
However, this time the Taoist priest's words failed because the two killers stayed motionless, as if they had been cast in a fixed magic.
The Taoist priest's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes stayed on the silver needle, and he saw that the needle end was still emitting yellow light.
"This is a Dharma needle. You are a true person who practices Dharma!"
The Taoist priest shouted in surprise.
Xiao He sneered: "Since you are here to kill me, why don't you even investigate my skills?"
I was careless! The old Taoist Huang Chan frowned slightly. Obviously he did not expect that Xiao He had reached the level of a real person in practicing Dharma. When he heard that Xiao He had jade spirit in his hand, he rushed to fight. How could he have thought so much about it?
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The old Taoist Huang Chan calmed down his mind, and a evil arc was pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Boy, you are so young and have never seen the real person who practices Dharma, but you are still going to die today."
As he spoke, the old Taoist Huang Chan had already pulled out the ancient sword behind him.
This is the first time Xiao He has seen this ancient sword clearly in full. The whole body of the sword is blue-purple and the cold light is indeed a rare good sword.
The old Taoist Huang Chan seemed to have more confidence in drawing his sword in his hand. This sword was stolen from a large tomb. The original owner was a powerful figure in the Taoist world who had been a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, he could only share this.
He had a sword, and the practice law was taken away by another accomplice.
"Boy, die!"
The old Taoist Huang Chan no longer talked about Xiao He and directly slashed his sword. Even if Xiao He is a real person in practice, what if he is? With this sword in hand, he is qualified to compete.
"Good come!"
Xiao He was not only not afraid at all, but was a little excited. Since he inherited the inheritance of Qi Bo, the practitioners he met were all Huang Jiqingxu, which made him very disappointed with the current Taoist world.
The old Taoist in front of him can be said to be the strongest Taoist priest he has ever seen so far, so he can also let go of his best to fight once.
The ancient sword was dancing by the old Taoist Huang Chan to the wind. Although his sword skills were not very exquisite, the cold sword aura on the ancient sword still made Xiao He a little afraid. The sword seemed to have a suppression force, which made him unable to do so.
Focusing on it, this feeling is like facing a super powerful warrior.
Xiao He was beheaded by Huang Chan Lao Dao for a moment and retreated repeatedly.
The old Taoist Huang Chan looked happy, "Hahaha! Boy, now you know how powerful I am!"
"Master Dao, I like to kill geniuses like you the most. It feels very pleasant to kill."
Xiao He sneered coldly: "Ha! The sword is a good sword, but your Taoist magic is too trash. Even one-tenth of the power of this sword is not exerted."
Huang Chan Laodao was furious, "Boy, you dare to be stubborn until you die. Master Dao, I will peel you into a stick later, and see how you still stubborn."
As he spoke, the old Taoist Huang Chan slashed down with a quick sword again, but this time Xiao He did not dodge anymore, but raised his left hand to block it and slapped it out with his right hand.
"Overbial ability!"
The old Taoist Huang Chan thought Xiao He was in trouble and dared to use such a stupid move. Not to mention whether his left hand could block his sword, but how could Xiao He hurt his body with his right hand? He held the sword in his hand.
, but it is three feet longer than him.
"Slay!" Huang Chan Lao Dao shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand slashed the "crackling" sound of broken air in the air.
Just as the sword slashed on Xiao He's arm, a blue light suddenly popped out of the jade ring on Xiao He's finger, blocking the sword.
"Keng!" The sound was like a sing of gold and stone.
The old Taoist Huang Chan stared at Xiao He's jade ring incredibly. He never expected that this thing could block his sword that could break the steel plate.
This is such a good baby! I must get it. The greed in the eyes of the old Taoist Huang Chan became more and more intense.
Taking advantage of Huang Chan Lao Dao's slightly stunned, Xiao He had already approached Huang Chan Lao Dao with one palm, and the latter hurriedly waved his palm to resist.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, the old Taoist retreated seven or eight steps, but Xiao He stopped in place.
When fighting for strength, Huang Chan Lao Dao is naturally not Xiao He's opponent.
But after this round, Xiao He was not completely lost. The jade ring on his hand had already cracked a gap, which shows how powerful the sword is. You must know that his jade ring cannot even hurt him.
ah!
Being forced back by Xiao He with a palm made Huang Chan Lao Dao very embarrassed and angry, "Boy, can you block me once? Can you block me ten or a hundred times?"
"Don't think I don't know that your ring is broken. I will give you the last chance to hand over the ring. I will spare you, otherwise I will let you die without a burial place."
Xiao He laughed instead of anger, "It's not certain who will let anyone die? Look at your left hand!"
The old Taoist Huang Chan subconsciously raised his left hand and saw a blue-gray aura stained on his palm. The aura was spreading rapidly along his arm like a wriggling little snake.
The old Taoist Huang Chan hurriedly sealed the acupoints on his wrist, but it was useless.
This is not poison.
"Boy, what did you do to me?" Huang Chan said in panic.
Xiao He slowly raised his eyes and a hint of joking appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Since you know that I am a real person in practicing Dharma, aren't you going to beware of me using Taoism?"