The White Daoist and the Dead Daoist fought a real fire.

And the mana costs a lot of money, and the temptation is complete.

Even the housekeepers, butchers and the like can see it, and most of them will decide the winner if they do it again.

The Dead Man lifted the banner slightly, then slammed it into the ground.

The amplitude is not large, but the power is not small.

'Boom! There was a muffled sound, and with the flags and pestles as dots, the stone slabs cracked, and the earth circles rolled and rippled.

Zhou Xing nodded secretly: "This is really dry goods, and the evil spirit has come up." ”

Just like the Bai Dao people's invitation to yin and yang at the beginning of the Fa, this seems to be simple, the technical content is not low, and ordinary cultivators can't come.

However, most of the melon eaters were attracted by the change in the flags.

They found that the banner instantly became gorgeous, just as linen cloth turned into a brocade.

However, before I could see what kind of patterns and textures were on the glittering banner, the wind blew up.

The previous cyclone was only dusty and cloudy, so it was possible to distinguish the swirling wind and faintly visible objects.

Now it is simply blackened, like a whirlwind rolled with soot, and the whirlwind formed is difficult to see.

In the midst of this dark wind, the flag-bearer of the dead path turned into a yaksha dressed in colorful armor. howled, and then pounced on the white man.

At the same time, Bai Daoren's wrist flicked and threw out a large number of talismans like paper money, these talismans were red and golden, red as flames, gold shining, and each one looked like a treasure.

Zhou Xing sighed secretly: "The side door of the evil path in this world, the packaging is very strong, it is obviously an evil blood refining talisman, but the appearance is not worse than the real talisman of mana." ”

I saw the blood talisman that had been run out, first flying in the air for a while, and then like a small piece of iron affected by a magnet that suddenly burst out of suction, 'Huh! In an instant, they all flew straight and stuck to the Bai Dao people, and each had its own position, and the momentum of the array was obvious.

After the white daoren spilled the blood talisman, he swung his sword with one hand and pinched the trick with the other, chanting words in his mouth, and then stomped his left foot violently.

The two were just right, and as soon as the talisman was in place, the feet of the Bai Dao people also stomped down.

All the blood talismans on his body immediately burned at the same time, and after the blood flames burned like a fierce fire sweeping the ground, the Bai Dao man had already turned into a little giant wearing armor and holding a sword.

The movements of the two are not slow, one stomps the foot, the other shakes the flag, the light flame and black wind rises, and the change is completed, that is, between breaths, it is indeed a practical combat method.

It's a pity that Zhou Xing can't tell whether this is the Dharma or the gods.

He looked so interesting, but it didn't look like it, he wondered if it might be a hybrid monkey version variant made up by the natives of this world?

The little giant turned into by the Baidao people has complete armor, but it does not have the kind of treasure and brilliance of the gods, but it seems to be dressed in heirlooms for many generations, the style is rustic, old, and even obvious damage can be seen.

The yaksha of the dead man is quite glamorous, but that ugly state is coupled with the yin wind, no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of obscenity of the monkey and the crown, of course, if it is not watched in broad daylight, but wandering in the wasteland at night when the moon is hidden and the stars are scarce, then it is not obscene but senran.

"Mountain god vs. ghost general?" Zhou Xing felt that if he gave the scene in front of him a name, he would probably be able to call it that.

In the field, the Yaksha was wrapped in the yin wind and whistling around, and from time to time there would be a few blazing lights, like several snowy daggers in parallel reflecting the sunlight, it was the Yaksha waving its claws.

And the mountain god holding the ancient sword guards like a mountain, attacks like fire, and doesn't move much, but as long as he attacks, the Yasha who can always force is in a hurry.

However, in Zhou Xing's eyes, the blood was flowing, the armor was broken, and there was a smell of death, which was not a good look.

The claws of the two sides exchanged swords, one claw shadow flew over, and the other was strong and heavy, the fight was not particularly fierce, but it was dangerous and cruel.

After fighting for a small half-pillar of incense, both sides showed fatigue.

The mountain god was like a stone statue that had been slashed thousands of times by a random knife, scarred and thin, as if all the blood had been drained.

The Yaksha was even more miserable, and was hit again by the mountain god's desperate claw exchange blow, and the yin wind dissipated, and the first form to disintegrate.

Looking at it again, there are two more very conspicuous holes on the surface of the Yin Wind Banner.

And the look of the dead Daoist at this moment is really ugly, just like an old corpse coming out of a coffin.

The Bai Dao people also immediately dispersed the mountain god form, and staggered two steps before standing firm. And the whole person was as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his clothes were soaked with sweat and sticking to his body wetly.

What's more, the silver crown of magic weapons on his head was full of deep scratches, and it looked like it could crack at any moment.

The dead man was holding on to the pole, leaning on his back, enduring and enduring, but he still couldn't hold back, and he vomited silver blood in a row.

The Bai Dao man was holding the magic sword, approaching tremblingly, as if he wanted to hold this breath to replenish the sword.

But he couldn't stop it, and after walking a few steps, his face suddenly turned red, and then he let out a long breath of blood-colored white gas.

As soon as this qi dispersed, the head and face immediately dried up and sallowed, and the sweat was like oil, and a layer of light and greasy oozing out, and the person fell on his side and lay on his back, without movement.

"Haha! Cough... Cough! As soon as the dead man's laughter began, he vomited blood again. Then he also fell to the ground.

"Mage!" The two Dao boys screamed in unison and pounced.

Everyone understands that in terms of art skills, it is the Baidao people who are better.

But in terms of tactics, it was the dead Dao who had the last laugh with a war of attrition.

To be honest, for most people, it was really a hilarious before.

After all, no one on either side was embarrassed to the point of blood, which is inconsistent with the concept of tragedy in the perception of ordinary people.

But now, the life and death of the Bai Dao people are unknown, and the dead Dao people are also embarrassed like this, and the taste is there, and the fools can see that these two people with the Tao are a mess inside, and the last bit of face can't hold it, so it will be like this.

Then, people subconsciously looked at Zhou Xing.

"Me?" Zhou Xing was secretly stunned, and then suddenly suddenly.

The scene is now the tallest portrait he looks.

The spirit gathering mirror is hung high, and under the strong light, the treasure of the great monk who sits in the air and is dressed in all his robes is solemn.

It is natural for him to preside over the handling of the aftermath.

Zhou Xing, who wanted to understand, felt a little bitter.

Without him, Nie Zhang has not jumped from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

"The real hidden dangers haven't broken out yet, and now I'm on stage, it's like roasting on the fire!"

Just as Zhou Xing was struggling with what to do, Nie Yun left the table, he walked to the middle of the field, and saluted Lu Xiang on the east side: "Lord Lu, the demon and evil have now lost both, and please Lord Lu to preside over justice." ”

Zhou Xing sighed secretly and thought secretly: "It's okay, this scene of the official family cutting down the mountain and destroying the temple is not bad." ”

Lu Xiang actually didn't want to appear now, it was still a little early, and some problems had not yet been exposed. But now that he was forced into the palace by Nie Yun in public, the two evil ways with strong combat power have been defeated and injured, and then they excused themselves, it seems that the government is not responsible, and there is less majesty, so they plan to go up.

But at this time, someone in Xixi couldn't hold it back.

Nie Feng's wife, Jiang Shi, suddenly dodged in, and it was a sneak attack that directly attacked Nie Yun's heart, and the action was so fast, it was Zhou Xing, who was shocked and didn't rush even if he wanted to intercept it!

However, Nie Yun suddenly turned around with a wrong step almost instinctively, and slapped Jiang Shi.

'Bang! Jiang Shi took advantage of a long flip in the back and floated away a few meters away.

Nie Yun also staggered back two steps.

Jiang Shi asked sharply, "Who are you?" Where did Nie Yun go? ”

This question was thoroughly understood.

Nie Yun is a scholar and has never practiced martial arts, but looking at the move just now, it is clear that it is the instinctive reaction of people who have practiced martial arts for many years when facing a surprise attack.

However, what really scratches the point of eating melons is why the Jiang family is so familiar with Nie Yun, who lives in the provincial capital all year round.

After all, it has only been two or three hours since Nie Yun returned home, and he has not shown much, so that's it, he is still seen through by the Jiang family.

If the person next to the pillow can do this, I'm afraid it has to be an old husband and wife, right?

The fire of gossip was burning, and the atmosphere of the scene was quickly reversed.

Zhou Xing felt a chill in his heart, thinking: "Nie Yun is not Nie Yun, who could it be?" ”

He realized that his previous speculations, if not all of them, needed to be overturned. Because in addition to Nie Zhang, Nie Feng, and Nie Xiaoqian, there is another soul who runs away, Nie Yun.

"Dare to love this surnamed Nie, all of them are out of the body, there is no original one, I really know how to play!"

And Nie Yun scolded with a cold face: "You, are you crazy?" ”

It seems that God has destined that Jiang is the true Di Renjie of this incident, as soon as Nie Yun's scolding came out, Jiang suddenly pointed at Nie Yun and exclaimed: "It's you, Nie old ghost!" ”

Through the veil, Zhou Xingdu seemed to see Jiang's terrifying expression at that moment.

blurted out the title of 'Nie Old Ghost', which made him taste extraordinary hatred.

Then I saw that Xixi was standing behind the masters, and several servants and maidservants also looked frightened.

Zhou Xing understood, the mantra and speaking habits were exposed, 'you' is probably a common word in Nie Zhang's daily life......