"Little beast, are you crazy?"

Li Babai knew from the wind that the power of this sword was gathering momentum and could penetrate the two of them easily.

He has not yet cultivated Yuanshen, so no matter how deep his spiritual practice is, he will not be able to survive if his physical body is destroyed.

Zhong Sheng laughed and said, "It's either death or not. If I can drag you along, I'm already making a lot of money."

Since the fight, he has always been at a disadvantage, knowing that he is no match for Li Babai.

He is worthy of being the master of a Taoist sect. Even in a remote place in Shu, he is still a powerful figure.

The time limit for the insidious sentence is coming soon. If you don’t fight hard, you will die.

Zhong Sheng put himself to death and came back to life, activating the Shuchi talisman inside the ancient sword, and they died together.

"Don't even think about it, don't even think about it!"

Li Babai opened his hand and grabbed it, the silk threads of the whisk gathered together crazily, and the blue sky above his head reappeared.

They were scattered in all directions before to trap Zhong Sheng, but now they must gather their strength to resist the ancient sword's attack.

In the blink of an eye, the ancient sword had flown back a hundred steps away, and the bright sword body could be clearly seen.

"Knot."

Li Babai struggled wildly, but his limbs were held by Zhong Sheng, locked with a hundred thousand kilograms of force, and he couldn't break free in his eagerness.

He can only flick his fingers to control the magic whisk to change.

Countless silk threads began to interweave, densely packed, constructing an ever-thickening arc-shaped wall.

However...

The ancient sword flew back from ten miles away, its speed continued to increase along the way, and when it got closer, it had already reached its peak state.

The curved wall constructed of silk threads was woven hastily and hastily.

On the one hand, the momentum is like a rainbow, but on the other hand, there is no suspense about victory or defeat.

The ancient sword penetrated the silk barrier, and the cold air from the air invaded Li Babai's chest.

"It's over."

He felt desperate, twisted Zhong Sheng's arms with his backhand, and turned them over with force.

The two changed positions. Originally, Li Babai was in front, but now Zhong Sheng was blocking the front.

If the ancient sword were to strike, the first thing it would pierce would be Zhong Sheng's body.

"Let's see, how do you choose?"

Li Babai sneered. If the other party was bluffing, they should withdraw the ancient sword to avoid being penetrated.

However, Zhong Sheng's response surprised him.

"What are you waiting for?"

Zhong Sheng called out to Gu Jian. He was a ruthless person. Now that he had the opportunity to kill Li Babai, why would he hesitate?

The ancient sword made a clanging sound, passing through Zhong Sheng's back, penetrating as easily as paper.

Next, the remaining strength of the sword tip was still intact, and it penetrated into Li Babai's body again, pouring all the remaining strength into his body.

The two hugged each other tightly, stomping their four feet back and forth on the ground, never wanting to separate.

"Boy, are you cruel enough?"

Li Babai turned his head and said with a sly smile, "With your life, you won't lose even if you kill an incarnation of the Eight Hundred Taoist Masters."

After saying that, he tilted his head on the spot and died.

Zhong Sheng sat on his knees on the ground, with the ancient sword passing through his chest and abdomen, the tip of the sword in front of his chest, and the hilt of the sword behind his back.

"Cough cough cough!"

He coughed twice and was surprised to see that Li Babai's fallen body began to become transparent.

The Taoist robes that were dusted off turned into ashes and dispersed in the wind.

"Incarnation? What is an incarnation? Isn't it the person?"

Zhong Sheng coughed up a mouthful of blood and complained to the ancient sword, "I don't know how to be gentle."

Gu Jian was a little aggrieved. You were not the one to greet me at that time, so the harder you strike, the better.

"Hey, am I going to die?"

Zhong Sheng reached behind his back, grasped the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out of his body inch by inch.

As the ancient sword left the body, air poured into the wound, and a hint of coolness came.

The strange thing is that there is not much blood at the wound, and there is no severe pain in the internal organs.

By the way, he is in a state of Yinjuan possession at the moment, and is in a superimposed state with the earth's crust.

Even if the ancient sword pierces the body, it is not as good as hiding from the ground, but it can still weaken the damage caused by penetrating the body.

"Hoo ho ho!"

Zhong Sheng took out the ancient sword, took a few breaths, and felt that it was okay. Although it hurt, he didn't feel like he was on the verge of death.

"Li Babai, no matter who you are, I am still alive now, but you are dead."

"In the end, I won."

Zhong Sheng carried the ancient sword, walked to the six stone pillars, and raised his foot to break them one by one.

The little donkey was freed, and happily jumped around him a few times, then crawled at his feet and rubbed it with its furry head.

It was quiet here, and the Yellow Turban warrior Zhang Liuge approached with his companions.

"Lang Jun, the other party's minion escaped, what happened?"

Several disciples of Li Jiadao may have learned that Li Babai died in battle and escaped unprepared.

Zhong Sheng's target is Li Babai, and these idle people don't care.

"Excuse me, both of you."

Brother Zhang Liu waved his hand, "Mr. Lang has been very kind to me. It only takes a little effort."

"If there is any mission in the future, just send someone over to deliver the message."

After greetings, he left with his companions. The altar was rebuilt, and there were more things to do.

The ape squeaked twice, jumped on the donkey's back, and changed into the most comfortable position.

Zhong Sheng took a deep breath. When the time came, Yin Jue withdrew from his chest.

Severe pain struck, and the pain in the chest and back instantly increased tenfold.

Without the power of Yin Judgment, the damage caused by the ancient sword completely exploded.

Fortunately, it was just severe pain, no sign of major bleeding, and it did not turn into a fatal injury.

"I have to rest for a while again. Fortunately, I still have Ruyi Baoxi, which can heal my injuries enough."

……

A muffled groan came from the window under the eaves of a Taoist temple in Chang'an.

Li Babai opened his eyes, and one of the three twine threads wrapped around his hairpin had been broken.

"It actually broke."

The three twine threads are the magical powers he has painstakingly cultivated, and are the incarnations outside his body.

A piece of twine is a piece of twine, which is equivalent to one more life.

He followed the King of Qin back to Chang'an, and thought about killing Zhong Sheng as a gift for his audience, so the two were inseparable.

So, he used a piece of twine to walk outside his body and continued to chase Zhong Sheng.

I thought I was sure of it, but the bad news came that the incarnation was broken.

"What kind of powerful character did you meet?"

While Li Babai was thinking hard, he sighed in despair

I went to one of the three incarnations, but failed to bring back Zhong Sheng's head. This plan failed completely.

If you want to keep Li Jiadao's place in the hearts of noble people, you have to find a way from other aspects.

"Hebei, Buddhism."

In front of Li Babai, there were fortune-telling instruments spread out. The information obtained from the hexagrams was summed up in these two words. He then regretted and said, "I am not good at predicting the future."

"I heard that Tiangang and Chunfeng are the best in Chang'an City. I have to visit one or two when I have time to learn their skills." He fiddled with the utensils and speculated secretly.

"Taoism in the world is led by Beilouguan and Nanmaoshan."

"How difficult is it for me, the Li family, to survive in the cracks of the road?"

"Fortunately, when the Tang Dynasty was first established, there were many opportunities. When Li Babai came out of Sichuan, he was like a pawn crossing the river, advancing but never retreating."

"There are still opportunities in the future. Hebei and Buddhism in the world are the best places to start."

Li Babai raised his head and looked out the window, "As for that little beast, I count him lucky. I'll settle the score with him when the Buddhist incident is over."
Chapter completed!