Yan Gramophon was driven by Su Jian to put the duck on the shelf, and he was forced to fight the sea fortune in desperation.

Yan Gramo was very shocked by the strength of Hai Dafu.

There are very few masters of the major sects in the rivers and lakes that he has not heard of, and even Su Jian, who has just been born and has risen rapidly, can't hide it from his ears and eyes.

But why doesn't he know anything about this sea rich?

I can't even tell the number of his martial arts paths.

Are there only so many unborn masters in the rivers and lakes?

Or is it that the current cultivators have mastered the Dafa of Rapid Formation? and have they grown into peerless powerhouses overnight?

Anyway, he didn't have time to think about it, so he had to fight with Hai Dafu.

The two of them exchanged swords, stirring up the wind and clouds, shocking the earth, almost bursting here, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Although Hai Dafu's knife is powerful and heavy, each knife is enough to crack the mountain and crack the rock.

But the swordsmanship of the wild goose is light and fluttering, as if the spring rain moistens things silently, and every time the fierce and fierce attacks of Hai Dafu are invisible.

In the midst of the battle, Hai Dafu only felt that he was facing not a single goose phonograph, but thousands of geese phonographs.

It seems that the figure of the wild goose is everywhere, like the wind, like the rain, like the fog, and like the unpredictable smoke clouds.

His pine-patterned ancient sword is more like an elf born in the wind and rain, a sword pierces the emptiness, turning into thousands of sword rain, everywhere and everywhere!

If it weren't for Hai Dafu's reliance on the thick spiritual power armor to protect his body, maybe he would have been stabbed with several holes in his body by the wild goose.

But Hai Dafu felt that he was strong when he was strong, and inspiration was like an inexhaustible fountain, surging out from the depths of his sea of knowledge, allowing him to continue to learn and digest, and even soon found a way to restrain the wild goose to leave a voice.

Yan Liusheng's surprise was even worse, he once boasted that his swordsmanship was unique in the world, and there were few enemies.

Unexpectedly, Hai Dafu, who looked stupid and rough, and had no courage and no strategy, was able to learn and evolve his swordsmanship in the fierce confrontation between the two sides, and even found a way to deal with it at the first time, and restrained and counterattacked him.

This forced him to immediately change his sword technique to attack.

The result is still the same.

Hai Dafu learned faster and faster, as if in that bloated and stupid body, there lived an all-encompassing immortal, helping Hai Dafu to have an epiphany and overcome a strong enemy!

Su Jian hid from a distance to watch the battle, and was also amazed by Hai Dafu's understanding.

This kind of supreme comprehension, I'm afraid that only my own in my previous life can match it!

He quickly thought that this might be Xia Nanshan's ghost, who had created an incomparably powerful Hai Dafu with a quick method.

But he was well aware of the drawbacks of this method.

First, if the spiritual power is consumed too quickly, Hai Dafu's peak state will not last, and he needs to rely on the superior mental method to constantly enrich himself

Second, the more the cultivator reaches the later stage, the easier it is to go mad, the light one will have all the meridians exhausted, and the heavy one will reverse the meridians and explode and die, even if the gods make a move, they will not be able to save him.

Because anything that goes against the way of heaven will be punished by heaven.

"As long as Young Master Yan persists for a while, Hai Dafu's spiritual power will be exhausted and he will be defeated without a fight," Su Jian kept encouraging Yan to leave a voice.

At this time, the wild goose's voice was gradually exhausted, and an anxious look appeared on his face.

Hearing Su Jian say this, he immediately came to the spirit again, condensing the spiritual power of his whole body to support it desperately.

He had been instructed by Su Jian, and in just a few words, he suddenly opened his mouth and improved his swordsmanship.

Now that Su Jian has spoken again, Yan Liusheng is convinced of every word of his analysis.

But when he and Hai Dafu fought hard for two or three hundred moves, he found that Hai Dafu did not show signs of energy decay, but he was suppressed by Hai Dafu, and he could no longer perform that kind of ethereal and elegant swordsmanship.

For a while, the two of them were like striking iron, and the sound of "clanging" was endless, and clusters of sparks burned into scorching flames, burning the space to a boil.

The wild goose is like a nail nailed to the ground by Hai Dafu, and every time he hammers down, his arms are sore, and even the tiger's mouth is cracked!

The sword in his hand grew heavier and heavier, and it was extremely difficult to lift it with each lift.

Where is this like Hai Dafu's spiritual power is about to dry up, it is clear that he is going to be crucified!

Yan Liusheng wanted to beg Su Jian to deal with Hai Dafu together, but his arrogant temperament didn't let him open his mouth in the end, and he always gritted his teeth desperately and persevered.

For a moment, Yan Liusheng even suspected that this Hai Dafu was deliberately invited by Su Jian to play with him, and he wanted to simply give up and escape.

"As long as Yan Gongzi holds on for a while, Hai Dafu will definitely be defeated!" Su Jian spared no effort to stimulate Yan Liusheng's fighting spirit.

I'm going to hold on for a while? Lao Tzu feels like he can't hold on for even a moment, okay? Are you sure you're not going to play dead Ben Gongzi?

Yan Gramosheng just wanted to complain for a few words, and suddenly felt that the pressure on his whole body was greatly reduced!

It was as if I had just carried a mountain on my back, and at this moment I finally reached my destination and let go of the mountain, with incomparable ease and ease.

His hands, feet, limbs, and even his numb nerves quickly regained consciousness.

His body was connected, and the vitality of the dantian was continuously transmitted to his limbs, allowing his combat power to gradually return to its peak!

In contrast, Hai Dafu's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and he also knew that Su Jian was right, his spiritual power was consumed too quickly.

Especially in the fierce battle, his consumption of spiritual power is even more than he can make ends meet, so if he can't win quickly, he will definitely lose!

"What kind of formation should Yan Gongzi lay out, or throw out some magic weapon to imprison or kill this pervert, I think Hai Dafu will escape soon!" Su Jian reminded on the side.

In fact, he can't be sure, can the wild goose keep Hai Dafu?

It's even more difficult to kill this guy.

The best way at the moment is to imprison Hai Dafu here first, and the longer the better, otherwise no matter who has such a pervert behind him, he will not feel very comfortable.

"Eight Gates Golden Lock Array!" Yan Liusheng immediately followed Su Jian's suggestion.

If Hai Dafu is let go, this guy is likely to replace Su Jian to become the first on the celebrity list in the future.

The Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation is a ground-level formation, which can be called a top-notch formation in the Shenwu Continent.

I saw that under the blessing of the Wild Goose Phonograph, the energy clouds converged out of thin air, and a golden portal appeared in each of the eight directions in an instant.

In the sky above the eight golden portals, there is a golden giant lock that locks this space, and the wind and rain are impenetrable, and Hai Dafu is like a turtle in an urn trapped in the big array!

"Kill!" Yan Gramo didn't give Hai Dafu a chance to breathe at all, and as soon as the magic changed, countless golden arrows burst out from all directions, vowing to shoot Hai Dafu into a hedgehog and let him be buried in the big array!