That's it! Hehehe..." At this time, Zhao Yun was even more evil than a monk. He turned the nine-curved golden spear in his hand, and the increase of the death of Fu Shu was suddenly expanded to five times. The spear roared like a dragon, and the golden spear tip and black fist instantly ran into each other more than a dozen times.

The monk's eyes thundered, and a pair of black fists shot dozens of fist shadows, overwhelming overwhelming Zhao Yun. The latter swept across the spear, and the spear light brought out a phantom, shattering the fist force.

After a while, the two fought for dozens of rounds, and they were hard to part with each other.

"Fist of the Face!" The monk became more and more impatient as he fought. He was originally an ant-like existence in his eyes, but now he could not do anything. He had nowhere to put his face. With sorrow and anger, he used the strongest move in his life. He punched out a three-meter-sized black fist light and flew out like an invisible mountain. The wind and waves brought by the fist had forced Zhao Yun to retreat several steps.

At this time, Zhao Yun showed signs of losing control in his body. As the monk's fist approached, the chains on the Guan meridian on his arms were completely stimulated. When the martial arts were stimulated, they perfectly merged with the Fukuan Technique, and burst out ten times more power in an instant!

"kill!"

The fist came to seek his life, and the gun was like a dragon. Both of them were not very awake at this time, and they were like two reckless men to perform the ultimate move.

Zhao Yun's spear penetrated into the fist with a "bang", followed by another "bang" piercing through the monk's black fist shell, inserted into the flesh and blood, and he himself was hit by the fist wind and vomited blood. The difference is that the monk's Vajra's body and mind were relaxed, and he developed a desire to retreat. Zhao Yun roared with a angrily spear and rushed forward again, directly penetrated the back of the monk's hand and inserted it into his chest.

"Not good!" On the side, seeing that the chain on Zhao Yun's body was about to lose control, the old man immediately came to catch him, and tapped his fingers for more than a dozen times to stabilize him. Fortunately, the full moon had passed, otherwise he would not be able to stop the chain from erupting.

Zhao Yun fainted immediately. The old man looked at his face with a wicked smile and sighed helplessly, feeling helpless and heartbroken.

"Hehe..." The monk held the spear inserted into his body, and the corner of his mouth, which was flowing with blood, also raised. The expression on his face was extremely strange. With a light sound, he seemed to be shattering something in his body, and his breath grew rapidly.

"The seal is broken?" The old man frowned, but he didn't expect that the monk would break through his seal and restore his cultivation.

Behind the monk, a black vilanga phantom suddenly appeared. The space around the phantom appeared fluctuated, and the majestic suppression of the air seemed to be stagnant.

"I'm immortal, have you thought about how to die?" The recovery of cultivation made the monk extremely swell, and he looked at the old man as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Damn..." The old man couldn't help but swear, frowned and said, "Who gave you the courage?"

The monk woke up from the joy of his surge in strength in an instant. He originally had the peak cultivation level of the realm and could become a king in one step. He could be said to be a master among the masters. But the problem is that he has not recovered to the peak now. He is just recovering to the extreme martial arts realm perfection. And even if he recovers to the true peak, he may not have been able to do anything to the old man.

"Pu!" With a sound, the monk who was just awesome and thumping immediately knelt down, and the shadow of the black vilanga behind him suddenly disappeared, "Grandpa, I was wrong... Please be kind and let me have a way out..."

"Damn..." The old man swears for the second time. He really didn't expect that there was someone in this world who was thicker than his grandson.

However, he did not intend to let the monk go. It would be fine if he was a real monk, but this guy was both shameless and possessed, so he could not keep it.

But just as he was about to take action, black flames appeared under the monk, and soon wrapped his whole body.

"What!" The monk was shocked and immediately stood up. The black vilanga figure behind him appeared again. The powerful force in his body burst out like a flood, trying to extinguish the flames, but there was no effect at all. His clothes instantly turned into nothingness, and then the muscles in his body were slowly burned, leaving only white bones in the blink of an eye.

"Sir, save me!" The monk thought it was the old man who harmed him, but when he saw that the old man hadn't taken action, he realized that there was something else.

The old man frowned, remembering the ghost Zhao Yun had encountered in the fog valley before, and had a little guess in his mind. He didn't take action, and in fact he didn't have time to do it, because the monk's bones also turned into ashes in his breath.

It can be seen that the black flames penetrated into the ground with the monk's hideous soul phantom.

"Is this old demon awake?" The old man muttered and shook his head, ignoring him.

On the side, Shuying fainted by this scene.

Zhao Yun, who had just fallen into a coma, sat up suddenly, shocking the old man. If he hadn't been sure that his grandson was still alive, he would have thought it was a zombie.

"Baby!" Zhao Yun opened his eyes and immediately looked at the corpses lying around him. He felt relieved when he saw that there was no trace of being turned on their bodies.

The old man patted his forehead, and was speechless, "Don't worry, no one stole your stuff."

"My dear grandson Ming settles the score. To be honest, I am the one who is most worried about me." Zhao Yun took some two ginseng and chewed it in his mouth. The warm medicine flowed into his body through his throat. He felt a little more comfortable. The fight was really tired and seriously injured.

Just as Zhao Yun was about to touch the corpse, he caught a glimpse of the young man sitting next to him. At this time, the other party also opened his eyes, with all his eyes facing each other, and there was a sense of rebelliousness in the depths.

"What's the name?"

The young man looked calm and said, "Samoke."

"Shamoke? This name doesn't look like a native of Jizhou, where does it come from?"

"Southern Chaotian."

"Southern Heaven?" Zhao Yun was surprised. He had heard of this place. It did not belong to the Canghai Empire. It was very far away. It was an extremely evil place.

The old man noticed the flame tattoo on the young man's arm and said, "Are you a fire barbarian?"

The young man looked at the old man vigilantly, his body shrank unconsciously, and he tentatively said: "Have you been to Nanluntian?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm not interested in you or the Fire Barbarians." A trace of recollection appeared in the old man's eyes, "The Nan Qiantian, the Five Elements Tomb, are mutually generated and restrained, and I don't know when to fight."

When the old man said the three words "Five Elements Tomb", the young man obviously changed his color. There are many people in this world who know the Nan Chaotian, but few people know the Five Elements Tomb. This is a huge secret.

After thinking for a while, the young man solemnly said, "Senior, how can I let the younger generation have a way out?"

The old man did not speak, but looked at Zhao Yun, with the obvious meaning, which was decided by his grandson.

Shamoke looked at Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun turned his eyes and asked, "What is your purpose in coming here from Nanluntian?"

Shamoke was silent, then looked at the sword in Gao Shun's hand and said, "I came for this sword."

"What kind of sword is this?"

"There are five major forces in the Nanluntian, namely the Zangjin Cave, the Huoman Valley, the Ancient Forest, the Daze and the Abyss. This sword is called Tianhan, and it is the holy object of the Daze."

"How did Osawa's holy relics appear here?"

"Although the Tianhan Sword is a sacred object of the Great Lakes, it disappeared many years ago. Later, I accidentally learned that this sword appeared in the sea, so I came to search for it. Unexpectedly, I underestimated the power of the holy sword and was trapped for three years!"

Zhao Yun pointed to the corpses of the monk and others, "They also came for this sword?"

"It should be, but I'm not sure if they know the origin of this sword."

Zhao Yun was silent. Shamoke's words should not be fully believed, and there was obviously something hidden, but this was not important. He looked at Gao Shun and asked, "Why did the sword appear in Shunzi's hands?"

Shamoko shook his head, "I don't know what's going on. When I was frozen, I had to close my six senses in order to survive. This was the case when I woke up."

Zhao Yun looked at the old man, and the old man explained: "The holy sword has a spirit, so choose the master to live there. This sword should be interested in him."

"What level is Gao Shun's appearance? How could he be attracted by the Holy Sword?"

"Maybe it has something to do with his martial arts."

"Tiankill Martial Vein?"

"I can't think of any other reason. Fortunately, this sword has been severely damaged and its current level is not high. Otherwise, with the power of the Holy Sword, you can't even enter within ten miles."

"So awesome?"

"Not to mention the Martial Realm, even at the peak of the general realm, you cannot bear the power of the holy weapon."

Zhao Yun widened his eyes. Jizhou did not even have an extreme Martial Realm, let alone the general realm after Martial Realm, and it was the peak of the general realm. It is unimaginable that a weapon had such power.

"What's going on in Gao Shun now? Is there any danger?"

"Although the Holy Sword chose him, he must be able to hold on to the sword intent himself."

"What if I can't hold on?"

"It is likely to die after being backfired."

"He is so talented in the mortal realm, how can he hold on to the sword intent?"

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