By using skill to defeat clumsy, he is worthy of being the best in the world.

"Huh!"

Asura's face showed a little surprise, but then he became very happy. The Tianfang painting halberd in his hand opened and closed, and it looked like Murong You fell.

The two had a huge difference in body shapes, and it was obviously an unwise choice to fight head-on. Murong You followed the sword, as if he was astonished as a surprise. Every sword stabbed out clearly, with traces to follow, but the angle was tricky, pointing to the opponent's key points.

After a fight, it seems that it is not inferior!

However, as an Asura, of course, it is impossible to have only one skill.

Although his combat skills are unparalleled in the world, in the final analysis, he is still a practitioner. With a cold shout, the black mist in front of him suddenly exploded.

Then a blur, dozens of cold lights shot out from the thick black fog, and the overwhelming slashes were like miracle swordsmen.

Don’t forget that this guy’s upper body is different from that of humans, but below his waist, there is a terrible spider. Now the spider’s eight feet are waving together, bringing countless sharp cold lights.

Murong You's face changed. Without thinking, he reached out and abandoned the sword in his hand. Then his body turned dripping, and his whole body turned into light, wrapping the sword.

Suddenly the sword light rose.

But it is different from the monk's sword-controlling technique, but the ultimate situation that a swordsman can achieve in unity of man and sword.

Fight left and right.

A cold light burst out for a moment. When Asura saw it, his cheeks bulged, and a strange black and red flame gushed out of his mouth.

Then it exploded with a "bang" and turned into countless black and red silk threads, like a large net falling from the sky, covering the silver flying sword.

As soon as the two contacted each other, the flying sword was instantly wrapped by the demon flame, rushing left and right, but it was useless. Instead, it was like a fish entangled in a fishing net. The more you struggled, the closer it was entangled.

The light on its surface dimmed.

Then it grew and shrank. Murong You's figure reappeared, unable to maintain the unity of human swords, and terrible scars appeared in his sight.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

In addition to Ling Xian, the monks and demons present are very familiar with Murong You. As the saying goes, the enemy knows you best.

Whether it is the ancestor of Tianhuo or the King of Black Bear, they certainly hate Murong You to the core, but they are also very afraid and admired by his strength.

After only a few breaths, Murong You was severely injured here. It can be seen that the Asura in front of him had no way to compete with him.

Stay here and die.

Thinking of this, everyone present is not an idiot, and when will it take until you don’t leave?

The first to set off was Fairy Qingyuan.

However, as she turned into a stunning rainbow, a black air flashed, and Asura actually let Murong You go and disappeared from the spot with a "swoosh".

"not good!"

Fairy Qingyuan raised his hand without thinking. Suddenly, a treasure that looked like a brocade hand flew out of his sleeve.

It turned into a blue light curtain, wrapping the figure of this woman. Obviously, it was a defensive treasure.

Not far away in front of her, a black and red mist appeared without any warning, and Asura's figure appeared faintly: "It's really foolish to escape. The most annoying thing about Asura's path is the thing that escapes in the face of battle. Since you don't have the courage, then you can just go to the underworld."

Before he finished speaking, the Tianfang Painted Spear in his hand pierced out fiercely, flew halfway through, and turned into a black lightning.

It's too late to say it, and it's too fast. It's easy to penetrate the shield made of the brocade marquis.

"No!"

Fairy Qingyuan's face was full of fear, but fear and fear could not change the result.

As the sour sound came into her ears, her whole body was cut in half.

"lady!"

A sad cry came from a distance, and the ancestor of Tianhuo had reached the point where his eyes were bloodshot.

The eyes are protruding, and the bottom of the eyes are full of resentment.

Who says that cultivators are heartless people, and everyone has both good and evil. Even evil people have people and things they cherish.

The ancestor of Tianhuo is indeed not a good thing, but the relationship between him and Fairy Qingyuan is not a false one. Seeing his beloved wife die, he has always cherished his life and has no intention of continuing to live in this world.

Revenge became his only choice.

Or there is nothing wrong with obsession.

So he not only did not escape, but instead rushed like a moth to a fire, rushing fiercely like Asura.

Because of hatred, there was no more fear. The desire to fight was swelling all over his body. He raised his hand and a black light flew out of his sleeves.

But it was a black ball.

Just like cast iron, the surface is uneven, but it emits a faint luster.

"fall!"

With a loud shout, he had no reservations at all, and poured all his magic power into the ball. Then the iron ball exploded more than ten times, and the black light on the surface rose even more, like a meteor falling to the ground, smashing it hard like an enemy.

What a heavy weapon.

And this is not over yet.

The expression on the face of the ancestor Tianhuo was extremely determined. However, crystal tears flowed in his eyes, his hands kept flying, and the spells in his mouth were extremely strange.

With his movements, an incredible scene happened.

This guy was originally just an immortal cultivator who had 80% of his energy cultivation, but at this moment, his aura began to rise inexplicably.

More and more, more and more quickly broke through the bottleneck of the ninth level of Qi Refining. And to this level, there was no stop at all. The aura on his body was constantly rising.

Soon, it reached the critical level, and there was only one step away from foundation building.

Lin Xuan's face was full of horror. Such a scene was obviously abnormal. What secret technique did the other party use?

Ling Xian doesn't know...

But the lessons of the past are not far away, so he didn't plan to take this opportunity to leave, just watch the changes first.

roar!

The face of the ancestor Tianhuo was full of pain, and then an even more incredible scene appeared. With the crackling sound coming into his ears, his figure became bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With just a few breaths in front and back, my height was more than five feet.

He looked cold and cold, as if he turned into a glaring look on the King Kong.

"drink!"

He closed his hands and accompanied by a loud shout, the surging spiritual energy blew from the surface of his body like arrogance, and then wrapped him up.

And this is not over yet. The next moment, the surging spiritual energy was actually ignited.

His body was wrapped in a layer of fire, and it looked almost the same as the flame giant.

A trace of pain appeared on the face of the ancestor Tianhuo, but soon, it was replaced by anger: "Ashura, I want to send you to the underworld."

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a burning fire meteor, pounced down like the other party.
Chapter completed!