Li Babai opened his eyes, "Finally it's out."

The figure emerged from the ground and stepped out of the way of the large net following behind.

Zhong Sheng swung the ancient sword with his backhand, trying to cut the big net apart, but the thread was very flexible and got out of the way.

The whisk was suddenly collected, and the big net disintegrated and dispersed, returning to soft silk threads.

Zhong Sheng knew that the Taoist in front of him was different from the Zhongnan people in the mountains.

The Zhongnan Mountain people woke up from their deep sleep, their strength was at a loss, and they were in their weakest state before he found an opportunity to kill him.

In front of him, Li Babai was in his peak state, waiting for work, with various magic methods emerging one after another.

After the last confrontation, I know his methods well and prepare in advance.

Yang's fire and Yin's escape are both specially designed to be cracked.

"I have to work hard again, I am inexplicably excited."

Zhong Sheng's blood boiled all over his body, but his mood was extremely calm.

The greatest gain from cultivating the mind is not the improvement of strength, but the recognition of one's own strength.

Only by knowing the nature and upper limit of your own power can you better control its use and achieve the best damage output.

"Master, I have remembered your words."

The heart contains the universe, spans time and space, and has no limits.

If your heart is infinite, your power will be infinite. Even if you face a strong enemy, you will become stronger when encountering a strong enemy and be able to fight and win.

Zhong Sheng's feet slipped, and he activated his Earth Escape Technique, and he quickly hit Li Babai.

He sticks to the ground, like a train on the rails, speeding faster and faster.

Li Babai's figure suddenly enlarged in his sight, and he saw it hit his face.

"Brush!"

The ancient sword took the lead, and the spirit body's two swords followed, stabbing and slashing, and greeted Li Babai.

Swing this sword quickly, and with the blessing of inertia, the power will increase tenfold.

The Taoist robe on Li Babai was blown by the strong wind, and the water-like defense became messy.

It can be seen that Zhong Sheng's attack has threatened his physical safety.

"Whoosh!"

Lifting the fly whisk, a large white cloud-like thread gathered together and was beaten out in one go.

Zhong Sheng's rapidity faltered slightly, then he turned the tip of the knife and stabbed it into the opponent's left and right ribs.

Li Babai turned the whisk, and the end of the rosewood handle was carved into a drop tip.

The tip of the water droplet came first, crossed the gap between the two ancient swords, and pierced Zhong Sheng's heart

Zhong Sheng turned the ancient sword over, and the sword blocked the whisk's thrust, and the two knives behind his back continued to stab.

He didn't care, he wanted to fight with Li Babai so that both sides would suffer.

Boom!

The two long knives transformed from the spirit body slashed hard at Li Babai's left and right ribs. The water ripples in the Taoist robe were disordered, and a series of breaking sounds were heard.

Three or three drops of water burst out from the air, splashing on the faces of Zhong Sheng and Li Babai at the same time.

There was a popping sound, and the Taoist robe finally couldn't bear it anymore and split on the spot.

However, Zhong Sheng was unable to take advantage of the victory and pursue him, because the water drop tip of the whisk handle swung away the ancient sword and stabbed him hard in the heart.

"Hmm!"

Zhong Sheng and Li Babai suddenly separated, each retreating dozens of steps back.

The distance between the two was a hundred steps away, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhong Sheng rubbed his chest. Although the skin was not broken, his sternum was in sharp pain, and his heart and liver were in pain.

Opposite Li Babai, his Taoist robe was torn. Although his spiritual body's double swords did not cut into his flesh, the cold current seeped into his texture.

This Taoist master from Sichuan had chattering teeth and a green air on his face.

"Yin and yang coexist, and you are a good candidate for cultivating Taoism."

Li Babai changed his hand to hold the whisk, and pressed the other hand against the tiger's mouth.

He muttered something, and soon, a mantra resounded around him, resonating in the air.

Large groups of white light wrapped around the silk threads, gathering and dispersing indefinitely. In the end, each snow-white silk thread finally penetrated into infinite white light.

Looking from a distance, each thread in the whisk is made of condensed white light.

"The founder traveled around the mountains and rivers, walked on the green cliffs, and looked for white deer, so he made this deer tail whisk."

"My moral skills are shallow and I can't display one ten thousandth of my dexterity, but I'm still more than enough to kill a junior like you." Li Babai thought to the key point, his eyes lit up, and the fly whisk exploded instantly.

The endless threads are like exploding air waves, filling the entire world instantly.

The sky and the earth, rock peaks and grass, and any dead space are filled with threads.

Zhong Sheng was squeezed out and squeezed, and when faced with the whisk, he had no place to stand.

"Let's take it easy!"

As Li Babai shouted, the silk thread fell off his head and wrapped around Zhong Sheng's limbs, wrists and ankles.

"Don't even think about it!"

Zhong Sheng waved his arm, and the ancient sword flew like flying, slashing into the thicket of silk threads around him.

Ding-dang, sparks flew everywhere, but the thread was unscathed.

However, the ancient sword was bounced back and forth, trembling endlessly, and was sharp and useless.

"Kill you and everything will stop."

Zhong Sheng looked at Li Babai again and passed the target to Gu Jian.

The ancient sword roared through the air, forcing its way through the overwhelming silk threads.

At this time, the last bunch of snow-white silk threads wrapped around his neck like a python, tightening inch by inch.

Zhong Sheng's limbs and neck were all wrapped tightly with silk threads, leaving no room for struggle.

"Haha!"

Li Babai smiled calmly, with cold eyes, looking at the ancient sword flying in front of him.

He turned the handle of the whisk, and the tip of the water droplet hit the sword body, knocking the ancient sword away immediately.

The ancient sword missed its direction, passed over Li Babai's shoulder, and fell ten miles away.

It is expected that due to the strength of the sword, it will either break into the ground or be embedded in the rock formation until it is exhausted.

"What else do you want to say before you die?"

Li Babai waved his hand gently, and countless silk threads, like vines, tied up Zhong Sheng's limbs and lifted them into the air.

The silk thread is like a python, tightening as it swims, digging deep into the flesh, making the compressed bones rattle.

Zhong Sheng was hanging in the air, unable to speak.

"Oh, I forgot."

Li Babai shook his head and said, "If you don't want to say it, just go ahead with regrets!"

"When the noble man sees your head, he will forget about it."

Having said that, a silk thread stretched straight and as sharp as a knife blade was about to cut off Zhong Sheng's head.

"Haha!"

A sneer sounded in Li Babai's ears, which seemed to be an auditory hallucination.

The sudden change in front of his eyes made Zhong Sheng's face turn red, and a shocking force suddenly burst out from his limbs.

The limbs struggled, fighting the danger of cuts to the skin and severe injuries to the muscles and bones, and forcefully pulled on the surrounding threads and rushed forward.

The distance between Li Babai and him was only about twenty steps.

Zhong Sheng's whole body was cut and dripping with blood. He pulled the silk thread and rushed forward. Driven by the huge force of 100,000 kilograms, the distance shortened sharply.

Li Babai was caught off guard. The threads around him were in a mess, and Zhong Sheng had long been lost.

A figure rushed toward him, but it was Zhong Sheng who spread his arms and legs and took him into his arms.

"Stop struggling to your death, I have a magic whisk, I can kill you effortlessly.

Li Babai shook his head, but heard Zhong Sheng laugh and say, "I want to die with you."

"Where is the ancient sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a whistling sound came from not far away, and came closer in an instant.

The snow-white air wave brought out by the ancient sword seemed to hit Zhong Sheng and Li Babai.
Chapter completed!