The Fierce Taoist of Online Games

The young man hadn't spoken yet, but the black-robed man behind him took off his hood, revealing an old face, and said gloomily: "Actually, many people on this road are trying to intercept and kill you, and they are all killed by the old man. Kill, if you want to know the current affairs, you should be thankful. The old man is the master, and if you hand over the exercises, you two will leave. The old man does what he says."

Zhou Xing coldly snorted: "Shameless people like you, gangsters, I have seen that there are no one thousand and eight hundred. If you want to fight, you will fight, what nonsense!"

"Bastard!" the young man scolded angrily. "My master is a real person. Keep your mouth clean!"

The old man was so angry that the flesh on his face trembled slightly, and he said in hatred, "Since you want to die, the old man can do you!" The old man immediately slapped out his palm, his palm strength is colorless and invisible. It is indeed a unique attack by a real-world cultivator. The way is extremely difficult to resist, the power of this palm can collapse mountains and break rivers.

Zhou Xing is now different from the past. He has quite experience against real-world cultivators. At this time, he behaved calmly and calmly. With a thought, his shadow silver horn Tianma Xiaohe appeared and stood in front of Zhou Xing. As for Zhai Xingchen, the two had discussed it early, and he would be invisible as soon as the fight started. He would only take action if he had to. This was the safest and Zhou Xing was the most assured.

As soon as the silver horned demon appeared, the youth and his master stood still on the spot, unable to believe their eyes, and exclaimed in unison: "Silver horned demon!"

Immediately, the old man's palm hit Xiao Hei's body. He only heard a loud explosion, and Xiao Hei's body was blasted backwards, but that was all, and he was not physically hurt.

"Xiao Hei, kill that old thief." Zhou Xing ordered.

"Yes, Master." The Silver Horn Demon promised, and immediately blasted the old man like a cannonball, and then waved his iron fist, launching a stormy attack on the old man.

The old man was shocked and hurried to parry with all his strength. The two were inextricably fought and couldn't distinguish between them.

"Impossible! How could you order the Silver Horn Demon!" The young man said in horror, he still didn't want to believe the facts before his eyes.

Zhou Xing sneered and said, "Aren't you greedy for my Heavenly Rank cultivation technique? Not to mention, let you die under the palm of Silence."

"Teacher... Master, save me!" The young man was shocked and hurriedly looked at the old man who was fighting the silver horn demon. The old man was already at a disadvantage. He couldn't help but dodge, and he couldn't protect himself. How could he have time to manage the life and death of his apprentice.

Zhou Xingcai practiced for a few days of Jiji Palm and only mastered some of the fur of this palm technique. However, the middle-ranking technique is so powerful that he can use his cultivation base to show that even his fur is enough to deal with a Yuanying peak monk. Up.

When Zhou Xing was running the exercises with all his strength, the young man had to save himself. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and took the initiative to attack Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing didn't put him in his eyes at all, but regarded him as a test product of the power of the palm of the dead. Therefore, two battle puppets were released with a thought. Both the big silly man and the little confused now possess the equivalent of mid-level Yuan Ying’s combat power and are extremely capable of self-repair. They immediately attacked the youth and beat each other in a frenzy. Can no longer attack Zhou Xing.

The first time Zhou Xing used the palm of the dead, it was not very smooth. It took five breaths of time for his exercises alone, but his breath rose sharply, and there was a potential for breakthrough. At the next moment, Zhou Xing made a seal with one hand, while the other palm was naturally stretched, gently pushing towards the young man, his movements looked very gentle.

Immediately before Zhou Xing took his palm, the big silly man and the little fool retreated immediately, and then the young man felt that the space he was in was confined, and he could no longer move freely. In horror, two big hill-like hands shot at him one after the other, the speed seemed to be slow, and in the blink of an eye, the two giant palms hit the young man at the same time, like a mosquito.

puff! ...

The giant palm disappeared, the young man vomited blood, and a large blood mist burst out of his body. He fell from the air, and he couldn't move after landing, and his breath was wilted to the extreme.

Zhou Xing frowned slightly, it seemed that he did not practice at home, so he didn't shoot him directly, but that's fine!

He grabbed it, and the young man’s ring flew into his palm. The sense of consciousness was swept away, and there were a lot of goods. There were more than 10 million light spiritual energy pills. It is estimated that they came from the road and robbery. No wonder you dare to fight with yourself. Ask the price, now you can pay back Zhai Xingchen's money in one lump sum, he never does anything that he doesn't pay. Then, he took out the evil spirit tower, sacrificed it in the air, pinched the law jue and shouted: "Suppress!"

With an order, the Evil Spirit Tower rose up against the storm, and then flew over the heads of the unresisting youth, crashed down and covered him in it, and then quickly shrank again, flew back to Zhou Xing’s hands, and was re-released by Zhou Xing. Back to Heina ring. In this way, the evil spirit tower will slowly absorb the youth, which can be regarded as replenishing energy.

He killed one easily and got another ring full of dry goods. Zhou Xing was in a good mood, and then he looked at the old man and the Silver Horn Demon. He was not eager to intervene, but he wanted to see what methods the real-world cultivator had when fighting the silver horn demon, so that he could know himself and his opponent.

After some observation, Zhou Xing discovered that if he is alone, he is not an opponent of the Silver Horn Demon at all with the old man’s real-level cultivation base, he can only barely resist. The old man’s various attack methods are stacked, but he still cannot It causes substantial damage to the silver horned demon, but the silver horned demon's fists and feet can blast the body protection of the real person. Over time, the real person's combat power will only become weaker and weaker.

"This fairy friend, I have offended you. You killed my only apprentice, and now I'm cleared up. Please take back the demon. The old man swears that I will not provoke you again!" The old man said as he called, completely lost the previous one. Condescending and tough.

Zhou Xing sneered, noncommittal.

The old man said again: "I am also a patriarch, one of the strengths of the ancient battlefield. If you agree to reconciliation, I have a treasure to give away! You are also a human monk. Why should we kill each other and let the demon be proud!"

Zhou Xing smiled and said: "You have left you all right and wrong. When you were about to kill me just now, why didn't you think it was a cannibalism? Why didn't you think that you were making the demon proud?"

"This...this..." The old man was blushing and speechless.

Zhou Xing had almost seen it, and said: "Xiao Hei, kill this old thief soon, his heart belongs to you!"

Hearing that, the eyes of the silver-horned demon became more blood red. He likes to eat human hearts. Zhou Xing’s promise gave him a great stimulus, so the attack became more rapid, and the old man immediately couldn’t hold it. The previous slight injuries gradually gradually It became a serious injury.

"If you kill me, my Great Sword Sect will not tolerate you!" The old man didn't give up.

"What? You belong to the Great Sword Sect?" Zhou Xing was taken aback.