Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

Chapter 162 The power of one punch

The purple electric blue frost sword swooped down from the sky, facing the middle-aged Taoist priest's head.

The middle-aged Taoist priest kneaded the secret in his hand, "Earth Shield!"

Part of the earth shield surrounding Zhuang Chen separated and blocked the middle-aged Taoist priest's head.

The purple electric blue frost sword stabbed on the earth shield, its power was like breaking a bamboo.

The earth shield fell away inch by inch.

There was a steady stream of earth shields coming one after another, rushing towards the middle-aged Taoist priest's head to block the power of the sword.

Finally, the purple electric blue frost sword completely penetrated the earth shield and stabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest made a secret in his hand, threw out a talisman, and then threw out something similar to a gong.

Sonorous!

Stab it!

The talisman is broken.

The gong runs through.

Most of the power of the Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword dissipated.

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his lips. He won this battle.

Raise your hand and grab at random.

The Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword was held in the hand of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Nice sword."

After saying it lightly, the middle-aged Taoist priest kneaded the secrets again and ordered: "Come together!"

The earth shield tightened rapidly.

This is to crush Zhuang Chen into flesh and blood.

The middle-aged Taoist priest felt that he had a chance to win, and a voice without any emotion came out, "I also think this is a good sword." "After all, it was the sword given to me by my junior brother."

"who!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest turned around and looked back with a look of horror on his face.

Behind, there is nothing.

Look back.

A Taoist in green clothes was suspended in the air, and his voice came over again, "Why, is it fun to bully my disciple?"

The middle-aged Taoist turned around and ran away without even thinking about it.

This is dyeing ink, the peak master of the Yaoguang Immortal Sect.

He is absolutely no match.

Running away is the wise thing to do.

"Can you escape?"

Ranmo snorted coldly and raised his hand to grab it.

A huge phantom palm appeared and caught the middle-aged Taoist who was trying to escape.

Without the control of the middle-aged Taoist, the earth shield disappeared naturally.

Zhuang Chen fell down with wounds all over his body.

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist, Zhuang Chen's face turned slightly red.

I always feel a little ashamed of Master's teachings.

Isn't it a bit embarrassing to be rescued by Master when you have never killed an enemy?

Zhuang Chen didn't know what others thought. Anyway, Zhuang Chen felt a little embarrassed.

The giant hand grabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest and suspended it three feet in front of Ran Mo.

"Tell me about your plan. I don't want to search for souls, and you don't want to lie. I, Ran Mo, am not a good person." Ran Mo's words were calm, almost straightforward.

If something happens to his disciple, can he not come over?

The Sword Immortal Peak lineage is the most protective of calves, and this is not just talk.

I have come all the way from Yuheng Peak, but I have to make someone pay a price. What's the use of catching a little guy?

The middle-aged Taoist's body trembled, and he spoke very spinelessly: "The goal of our operation is very simple, to kill the trialists of the Shaoguang Immortal Sect who came to the Calling Sand Swamp."

Ran Mo didn't ask anything, just looked at the middle-aged Taoist calmly.

The middle-aged Taoist was immediately frightened. Although Ran Mo was gentle and gentle, in fact, he was the most ruthless and ruthless. He quickly added: "I am Shanze Yexiu. Someone gave me a panacea to help me practice. I want to help him..."

"Senior, you should know that I don't have a choice."

"If I didn't accept his gift and help him, I would probably be dead."

The middle-aged man chattered a lot.

In the end, no useful information was obtained.

Ran Mo was able to come because Li Fuyao notified him.

Before anything happened to Zhuang Chen and the others.

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence.

Ran Mo happened to catch up. Otherwise, his disciple would have been killed.

"Forget it." Ran Mo shook his head slightly and said to himself, "You still didn't tell the truth."

Ran Mo said no more and went straight to soul searching.

Countless memories came flooding back.

Ranmo frowned slightly.

The other party did hide something.

Ran Mo murmured to himself, "Which peak is the peak master..."

Shaking his head slightly, he didn't want to think too much. He should leave this kind of thinking to his junior brother.

Glancing at the middle-aged Taoist with empty eyes, Ran Mo raised his hand and waved.

The huge palm squeezed hard.

As the saying goes, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, that's roughly it.

"It's been so many years, why haven't I given up my desire to kill?"

"Master." Zhuang Chen bowed and said, "Chun Yu Xiuzhu and the others..."

Ran Mo waved his hand and said, "Just leave this matter to my junior brother. Let's go back."

"Uncle Junior is here too." Zhuang Chen was slightly surprised. Before, everyone said that Uncle Fuyao had traveled far away.

Since the junior uncle is here, it is absolutely foolproof.

In the Huansha Swamp, the wind and clouds were changing. All the energy in her body was almost exhausted. She seemed to be exhausted. Shen Xin'er took three steps forward and walked forward.

Why haven't we come out of this swamp?

House seemingly endless rain.

A giant-eyed lizard over one meter long slowly approached Shen Xiner.

A look of deathly gray flashed in Shen Xin'er's eyes.

That is the color of despair.

The spiritual power in the body is exhausted, and there is no resistance at all.

Am I going to die after all?

Shi Ran, I hate you!

Before Shen Xin'er died, she wanted to curse Shi Ran.

All the tragic experiences I have now are all caused by Shi Ran. It seems everything is doomed.

Whether or not it will work out in the end.

The barrier in the sky that suppresses people's cultivation has been broken.

The spiritual power in the body began to operate consciously.

She seemed to have a chance to survive.

The giant-eyed lizard king glanced at Shi Ran, who was becoming more and more powerful, with a faint look of worry in his eyes. Looking at the thick dark clouds in the sky, the worry in the giant-eyed lizard king's eyes swept away.

He likes moisture and rain.

Fighting in the Calling Sand Swamp, where there is plenty of water, and his cultivation level is much higher than that of the humans in front of him. This is because the location, time, and people are all on his side.

lose?

I, the giant-eyed lizard king, have nothing to lose.

The giant-eyed lizard king quickly recovered from his injuries.

Shi Ran’s fist intention accumulated and became more and more intense.

A fistful of intention, wrapped in clouds and rain, dyed the whole body, forming countless dense water vapors.

The more these water vapors become in Yueju, there is a feeling of being in a fairyland.

The giant-eyed lizard king recovered very quickly. In the blink of an eye, his injuries were mostly healed, and his broken tail was reborn. His current state was similar to the one he had just been hit by the ice and fire formation.

"Roar!"

The giant-eyed lizard king roared at Shiran, moved quickly, and rushed towards Shiran.

In an instant, the ground shook.

The body jumped up, then pounced down, and its mouth was aimed at Shiran.

He wants to eat Shi Ran alive.

A cold light flashed from his eyes, and Shi Ran threw out that simple punch.

The surrounding water vapor condensed rapidly, forming small water droplets one after another.

These small water droplets moved in unison with Shiran's fist, heading towards the giant-eyed lizard.

An even more ancient and desolate aura followed the fist intention and rushed toward the giant-eyed lizard king.

The moment the giant-eyed lizard king's mouth collided with Tokiran's fist, rain fell from the sky.

The rain fell halfway and seemed to have stopped.

(End of this chapter)