After the violent spiritual storm collided violently, it roared toward both sides.

Shengshi and Wang Laohu were like two leaves, swept up by a spiritual storm, thrown into the air and then fell to the ground.

Shengshi fell to the ground, almost half-kneeled on the ground, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. He took out the pill and stuffed it into his mouth, regulating his breath.

Wang Laohu also spitted out blood, but he was still standing.

With a shocking move, neither of them got a chance.

Shengshi refined the pills and slowly stood up. The fire power in his body gathered again. He glared at Wang Laohu and said, "Come again!"

"Come again!" Wang Laohu raised the blood-devouring knife, and the blood surging color surged, and swung it out again.

boom!

The prosperous times were directly bombarded, and blood was spurted out.

Wang Laohu swallowed his saliva with difficulty and got up from the ground. The blood mist behind him was thin and almost transparent.

"You are a good opponent." Wang Laohu smiled bitterly, "You resist my attacks and are almost equal to me. I admire your ability. In a few years, maybe you are the only one in the world who deserves to be my opponent. I'm leaving, I don't want to have no opponent in the future."

"Stop!" Sheng Shi struggled to get up, his spiritual veins were damaged, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted, but he still stood proudly and shouted, "Fight again!"

The young man in brocade robe exclaimed, "I, Feng Xingke, claimed that I can cross the third level and be undefeated. Today, I met Brother Shengshi, and I realized that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people beyond heaven. Do you think you can survive with his move?"

Lin Ping looked at Lin An beside him, and the two shook their heads and smiled bitterly, saying, "Young Master, I'm afraid our brothers are not his opponents. When we met in Fengshan last time, he was still in the acquired realm. In just a few months, he had entered the innate realm. I'm afraid even the young master could not catch up with the growth of such a genius."

Feng Xingke smiled indifferently, "Although the words are harsh, they are facts. This is also why I get along with him."

"Young Master, do we want to help?" Lin Ping said.

"Wait." Feng Xingke said, "Young Master also has kindness to us. It is not my style to repay kindness to revenge."

"Young Master," said an old man who was far behind, "if he survives this battle, the young master will still have a chance to help him in time."

...

Wang Laohu was stunned. He forced his spiritual power in his body. Although he had a little advantage in this battle, he was not sure if he wanted to kill Shengshi. The injuries in his body were not light.

"Fight!" Wang Laohu shouted angrily, and the thin blood color became richer again.

"Fire Fighting." The prosperous era roared, and the fire power broke out and wrapped the prosperous era. Within ten feet of radius, there was a scorched earth. The blazing temperature seemed to burn even the air, and the space was distorted, as if the fire was about to burn through the space.

"Is this the real power of the Fierce Fraud?" The hunchbacked old man said with no confidence, "The old slave has also practiced the Frief. This is not a martial art of the Xuan-level. Young Master, the old slave was unwilling to come to this remote town. He even suspected that Young Master Sheng's ability, and even suspected that Young Master deliberately exaggerated his ability. When he saw him today, Young Master Sheng is indeed a dragon and phoenix among people. I suspect that Frief Fraud has been modified by him. Its power has reached the top level of the Xuan-level. He is more likely to have strange fire. Young Master, Old Master, Old Master admires you very much. If you can get along well with him, he will definitely become a great help to the Young Master in the future."

"Meng Lao Miao." Feng Xingke said, "A genius of Dan and Martial Arts is worthy of our efforts to communicate with each other."

...

In the prosperous era, a ball of flame that could destroy the world rushed towards Wang Laohu.

"The Demon Tribulation." Wang Laohu roared inwardly, turning into a ball of black blood mist and rushed forward.

boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flames dissipated.

Blood-colored steamed.

Shengshi stood there proudly, his robe was broken, his skin was covered with bones, and blood stained his whole body red, but the smile on his face became even worse.

A few dozen meters away, Wang Laohu lay motionless on the ground, without any sound, as if he was dead.

"Fight again!" Sheng Shi gritted his teeth and said, the pain on his body was already numb, and endless fighting spirit gushed out from his body. He was excited and arrogant, as if he was the overlord of the world.

A mysterious spiritual power gathered in the world to his body, repairing his wounds and broken spiritual veins.

"The meaning of martial arts!" Meng Fan exclaimed, "He is condensing the meaning of martial arts! The innate realm of martial arts is something I have never heard of. It is worth this trip, it is worth this trip!"

The prosperous era is immersed in the artistic conception of being the only one in the world. This is a mysterious space. Here, he waved his own moves happily.

The Nine Styles of the Overlord, each palm, punch, and sword can split the void and be invincible.

The gorgeous moves of the Fengyu Sword are gone, leaving only the basic thirteen styles of dots, pricks, chops, sweeps, pulls, cuts, smears, squirts, hits, hangs, supports, and blocks. This is the essence of the Fengyu Sword, the real thirteen swords of Fengyu.

The power of the flames rises greatly, and wherever the fire reaches, burns everything.

...

The transparent spiritual power as solid as it was completely entered into his body and merged into his heart.

The heart of a warrior is unyielding, fearless and fearless...

"Fight!" Sheng Shi swung the star sword in his hand, without any elemental spiritual power attached, but stabbed out with a momentum that could be broken in the world.

boom!

Wang Laohu, who had just stood up, was knocked away again. The blood energy he had forcibly condensed in his body was pierced by a sword, and a transparent blood hole in his shoulder was shocking.

Wang Laohu was shocked and ignored his image and turned into a ball of blood mist to escape.

"You must be killed tonight!" Shengshi rose up and chased after him.

"Your uncle, my devil emperor is chased by a congenital second-level bastard." Wang Laohu was so depressed that he looked at Qifeng Mountain in the distance and fled into the mountains without looking back. "In the prosperous era, the clear mountains will not change, and the green water will flow. I will come back."

"I will not let you escape." Shengshi shouted, "No matter where you escape, you will be killed."

"You bastard." Wang Laohu shouted sadly, "Li Donglai, save me!"

"Haha, Mr. Wang is so embarrassed. Just a small innate realm, I'll kill him." Li Donglai appeared with a smile. He looked at Wang Laohu's figure fleeing away with contempt. He thought to himself that the warriors of the small family were useless. If the Wang family had what he needed, he wouldn't have been timid. If the Wang family had not had what he needed, he wouldn't have been timid. As for the Xianzong to agree to him to deal with the Sheng family. By the way, Tianshanzong and the Sheng family also have a close relationship, so it might not end well. So he only took action in the dark. At the peak of the immortal foundation, he was confident that he could sweep the Sheng family.

"I don't know how to live or die!" He punched Sheng Shi who was chasing him.

Shengshi felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly pulled back, "Master, help!"

"I can't die." Old Ling replied lazily, lying on the lounge chair in front of the thatched hut, drinking a little wine leisurely, without any intention of taking action.

"Old man, I'm cheating on my father." Sheng Shi felt the oncoming power and said to himself, "It's hard to even think about it now."
Chapter completed!