Folklore: The baby starts the game, and the mother takes off her painted skin

Chapter 343: Two battles, the demise of the Tao!

The path to enlightenment in Yin City is to fight to the death with the evil spirit on the throne in the forbidden area.

This news could not be concealed from Zouyin City, which was only separated by a wall, especially when both sides sent out their troops.

Many gods were floating above the city, watching this scene.

For example, Adao has rubbed the handle of the knife in his hand several times. At this moment, he only hates himself for not being able to achieve enlightenment.

If he could attain enlightenment, the person who would stand up on behalf of the human race at this time would be him, Adao!

Unfortunately, in the final analysis, there is nothing.

Even the newly-promoted Taoist priest Da Suan, who had just arrived from the Qin State, did not have such an opportunity.

He came hurriedly, greeted everyone, and then stood beside Tao Zhongjie, looking at those who were preaching in the west with a sharp gaze.

But suddenly, his left hand was held down.

He looked back and saw that the person holding him down was Zhang Cang. The latter did not look away, still looking to the west, and just shook his head silently.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest Da Suan released his left hand, which had been tucked into his sleeve and was calculating.

Liu Bai stood among the crowd, with his hands folded into his sleeves, squinting at the black fog opposite.

He was wondering whether he could kill the zombie woman when he used all his strength.

"Who will go first?"

The old swordsman Yue Fang asked with a chuckle, his arms folded across his chest.

"Let me do it. Watch how I use this hanging knife to chop off the old dragon's head for you and serve it as a drink." The officer with the hanging knife laughed.

"That's great, and that jade beauty is not bad either. Let me bring it back and put it in your Xuandao Mansion."

"It's easy to talk about."

At this moment, the two of them were not saying anything harsh, they were just simply extremely confident in their own abilities.

After the two of them finished talking, the officer with the hanging knife laughed and took a step forward, and he was already in the air above the yellow sand.

"Old Dragon Lord, do you dare to fight?"

The chaotic dragon swimming above the sky swung its body, and a dragon shadow appeared on its body. Its mouth opened and closed, and the dragon whiskers on both sides trembled.

Jiaolong Jiaolong.

At first glance, it is no different from a real dragon.

The dragon has been trapped at the bottom of the pond for thousands of years. Now, taking advantage of the clouds, rain and wind, the dragon is about to swing its tail in the clouds.

"Why don't you dare."

The Old Dragon King swung his tail like a dragon and swooped down towards the Xuandao Officer without any warning. The endless power he brought with him actually pressed the flying yellow sand back to the ground.

For a moment, the sky above the entire yellow sand field became calm.

Seeing this, Liu Bai had a feeling for no reason that this yellow sand land seemed to be the battlefield prepared by the human race and the taboo side.

"Well done!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the officer with the hanging sword suddenly drew his sword. A dark sword light flashed, and a rolling river of swords suddenly appeared between him and the swooping old dragon king.

Its power was so fierce that the old dragon king stopped immediately.

The Zou Yin City also had to activate a protective magic circle to prevent accidental injuries to low-level Zou Yin people in the city.

The old dragon king stopped opposite the river of knives, circling around and showing his fangs and claws.

His body was actually still getting bigger. He was only a hundred feet long before, but after just swinging his body a few times, he turned into a giant dragon a thousand feet long.

When it circled the sky, it cast a large shadow, blocking out the sun.

"This old Dragon Lord actually has the power of a true dragon."

Liu Bai listened to Ma Dingguo's murmurs.

At this moment, the old Dragon King who was blocked by the river of swords suddenly attacked. He swooped forward, opened his bloody mouth, and bit the river of swords into pieces in one bite.

There was a crunching sound, and he ate it as easily as if he was eating a piece of mirror.

"fall!"

The Xuandao official who originally held the knife in one hand had appeared in the void above Old Dragon Lord's head at some point. At this moment, he held the hilt of the black knife with both hands and pressed it hard.

In an instant, a force as powerful as the collapse of the sky suddenly poured down.

At this moment, the black knife slashed down countless blade beams, and actually cut cracks in the space between the two.

The fight between the thrones of enlightenment is unavoidable.

The old dragon king's originally stretched body suddenly closed up and coiled into a snake shape. At this moment, the scales on his body kept opening and closing.

Rays of golden light appeared on its body.

But in just a moment, a golden dragon shadow appeared on its body surface.

Especially obvious against the backdrop of its original dark blue scales, the golden dragon raised its head and let out a dragon roar that resounded through the clouds towards the waterfall knife river formation that was cut down.

"hold head high!!!"

There were bursts of dragon roars, but the river of swords only paused for a moment before it chopped down again.

The old Dragon King did not seem to have thought of stopping the dragon with just the dragon's roar, and the brilliance of the river of swords all fell on the golden dragon shadow.

When the two collided, even the space around them continued to collapse.

The sword light flashed one after another, and although the dragon shadow became dimmer, it protected the body of the old dragon king intact in the center without causing any harm.

"It's rude to come and not reciprocate!"

When the old dragon king's voice sounded, its body had already circled upwards, and it suddenly opened its dragon mouth towards the sword officer hanging in the air.

In an instant, a green flame burst out of its mouth.

Burn towards the officer with the hanging knife.

The latter tried not to avoid it, as there was no way to avoid it. The black knife in his hand danced so tightly that it formed a black knife ball.

Keep it in there.

Faintly, Liu Bai seemed to see the Xuandao official raise his left hand, and a black knife appeared out of thin air, cutting into the body of the old dragon king from the side.

The latter felt pain, and the green fire that was originally spurting out stopped immediately.

The officer with the hanging knife also took advantage of this gap to retreat quickly, retreating hundreds of miles before stopping.

When Liu Bai looked at him again, he saw that the hanging knife in his hand was burned red and the blade was curled.

Even the black robe on his body and the bamboo hat on his head had traces of burning.

The dragon breath exhaled by this old dragon king is so powerful!
"Haha, this is the dragon breath that the old dragon exhaled using his own dragon ball. With just this breath, I'm afraid it won't come back without hundreds of years of cultivation."

Zhang Cang explained among the crowd.

"The first to kill will be the first to live. This old loach will understand this principle when it comes to life and death."

Xu Maogong followed up with his reply.

"Just wait and see, the officer with the sword is also going to kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red color suddenly appeared above the sky, and behind the officer with the hanging knife, a pitch-black shrine gradually solidified.

When Liu Bai saw this, he knew that the Officer with the Hanging Knife... was going to use the Great Dao!
Since it is a fight of life and death, there is no need to hold back, and facing such an enemy, one dare not hold back.

There is no need for any fancy moves or back and forth attacks.

All you need is a deadly move!
Best to kill with one strike!

So when the old Dragon King sensed that a great road was emerging above the sky, it curled up into a ball and opened its mouth to spit out a dark green dragon ball about the size of a human head.

The dragon ball cast a green light that enveloped its entire body, while it also held the dragon ball between the two horns on top of its head.

It was as if it was using its own qi and blood for the final nourishment.

If the Hanging Knife Officer's sword with the great Dao can kill him, then there will be no way out.

If he cannot be killed, then the one who should die should be the officer with the sword hanging on his head!

It was such a simple and crude exchange of hands.

So when the Hanging Knife Officer sat on his shrine, he held the knife with both hands and pressed it on the altar. At this moment, he was surrounded by golden light.

He just scolded lightly.

The knife in his hand disappeared in an instant, and then the avenue above the sky completely emerged, and the avenue's energy was raging.

Liu Bai finally saw the true appearance of the Hanging Knife Officer, which unexpectedly evolved into a huge blood-red knife.

His knife was suspended in the air, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at the old dragon in the air.

"This is the great way of the Xuandao official, 'Hanging the sword in the air'."

Zhang Cang's voice suddenly rang in Liu Bai's mind. He looked back and Zhang Cang explained to him again:
"Hold the sword in the air and cut down all the enemies in the world."

"This strike of the Hanging Knife Officer...is a sure thing."

Liu Bai knew that Zhang Cang was a demigod, and his sharp vision was beyond the reach of ordinary people, so since he said so, it must be really stable.

The old dragon in the air seemed to have sensed the great terror from the hanging knife, and the dragon ball on its head was also spinning rapidly.

The green light emitted by the dragon ball even showed a tendency to liquefy, as if it was going to melt the dragon ball to protect itself.

"cut!"

The officer with the hanging sword sitting high on the shrine seemed like an impartial god. As soon as he spoke, the blood-red sword above the sky fell down without any warning.

"laugh--"

There was no strange phenomenon at all, just like a hanging blood knife, falling down without any surprise, and this time it didn't even cut through the air.

But Liu Bai felt the momentum of cutting through heaven and earth on the tip of the knife.

He only took a glance and felt the captivating blade light.

The strength of the Hanging Knife Officer was far beyond Liu Bai's imagination!
It even exceeded the old dragon's imagination!
The moment the avenue fell, it had already shrunk into a ball, leaving only the dragon ball rising and hovering above it.

The green light shines brightly.

It is like a bright flame in the dead of night, illuminating a thousand miles away.

But just above the open fire, there was a knife that could cut the fire.

As soon as the two collided, the space within a radius of dozens of miles was covered with cracks like a spider web.

Break into pieces finely.

Where the tip of the knife collided with the dragon ball, sparks kept igniting and then extinguishing.

The sword-hanging official who was sitting high on the shrine had stood up at some point, and he pressed down with both hands, as if he was pressing down the bloody sword.

He gritted his teeth and blood even flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The old dragon on the other side was no exception, and it was even more miserable.

The dragon ball seemed to be breaking into pieces, and blood was seeping out from its scales.

Seeing that the two were evenly matched and on the verge of a clear winner, the officer with the sword finally made another move. He raised his right hand, and blood oozed out of his right index finger.

A drop of blood in the air.

The blood dripped and disappeared, but then the blood knife emitted a brilliant blade light. The dragon ball, which was already on the verge of breaking, exploded immediately, and the blood-colored hanging knife fell straight down.

What a huge dragon head.

Throw away.

But even so, the dragon's head still bit onto the bloody road.

"boom--"

The tip of the blood knife broke instantly, but the remaining blade thrust forward and pierced the dragon's head again.

The officer with the hanging knife suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the shrine behind him collapsed instantly.

He fell down and then stood up again, and the bloody road in the distance gradually disappeared.

The officer with the hanging knife also took a step forward and came to the side of the old dragon's corpse. He lifted up the huge dragon's head with one hand and laughed wildly towards the forbidden direction.

He was laughing and spitting blood.

At this moment, his momentum was almost reaching its peak.

"Whoever kills the old dragon will be the official in Yincheng who hangs a knife!"

At this moment, Liu Bai, who was facing away from Zou Yin City, heard the deafening cheers coming from the city.

The Xuandao official, who had already left a statue in the temple, now slashed another throne.

How can this not make people happy and encourage the people in this city?

There was no sound in the forbidden black fog. The officer with the hanging knife then waved his hand and collected the old dragon's corpse.

In comparison, this is a good thing.

After the battle, the officer with the hanging sword returned to the top of the city wall. However, as soon as he landed on the ground and before he could stand firmly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned extremely pale.

Obviously, although he killed the old dragon, he himself was also seriously injured.

Especially the bite that the old dragon king delivered when he counterattacked before his death, it was extremely heavy!

Shangguan Fengyue and Yuan Chen beside him hurriedly helped him sit down. After he spat out the blood, his complexion looked a little better.

“No…no problem.”

As he spoke, he waved the dragon head, which had turned into a normal size, in front of Yue Fang and said with a forced smile, "I'll have it with you when you come back for a drink."

"Just wait."

Yue Fang smiled very easily.

Zhang Cang, who was standing aside, was still looking at the black fog on the opposite side. He said slowly, "I said that Lord Lincen has already occupied the Weeping Sorrow River, so why haven't these two snakes died yet?"

"Bibotan is the place that Ren Tu prepared for him to stay."

The old marshal said suddenly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Zhang Cang shook his head and said, "It has to be a butcher. This kind of cruel thing is not something that ordinary people can do. He really calculated every step."

"Anyway, the fate of an evil spirit is not a fate, even if it is the throne, it is still the same."

After the old marshal finished speaking, Yue Fang, the old swordsman, also bowed to his left and right.

"I'm going to go!"

After he finished speaking, his figure turned into a green sword light and rose into the air.

There was a strong wind filling his sleeves, and his green shirt rustled.

"Yue Fang came to ask about the sword."

Even in this life-and-death battle, the old swordsman still maintains this carefree and relaxed attitude.

In front of the black fog opposite, a jade-like figure emitting bright white light all over her body slowly floated forward.

There was no movement, just like a puppet statue.

At just one glance, Liu Bai's intuition told him that the Lord of Laurel Palace might be difficult to deal with.

When the little ghost led by Xu Maogong saw the Lord of Laurel Palace, he kept roaring and even seemed to pounce forward.

Xu Maogong had no choice but to hold it tightly.

This little ghost is the swing ghost that originally had a dispute with the Lord of Laurel Palace, but it was sold last time due to Taboo.

Liu Bai glanced at Zhang Cang and said nothing, but the latter obviously understood what he meant.

“It’s going to be difficult this time.”

Zhang Cang's voice rang in Liu Bai's mind.

"Without the restriction of the swing ghost, the growth rate of the person in the Laurel Palace has become extremely fast. Before the Eastern Expedition, he even has the hope of becoming a ghost on the other side. This time... it is best for Yue Fang to survive."

Zhang Cang sighed in Liu Bai's mind, but there was no sign of abnormality on the surface.

He would never say such words that would confuse the army's morale.

"Then if we go through Yincheng, no one will be able to deal with us. I should have sent someone else earlier."

Liu Bai replied in his mind.

"No one is here. It doesn't matter who goes. Unless Liu Wenzhi and Lei Huajun come, the others are too far away from being demigods. The whale fisherman could also be here, but they are not here."

There is no shortage of strong people on the human side, but is there no shortage of strong people on the taboo side as well?

For example, the Lord of Laurel Palace is one of them.

Above the sky.

The old swordsman put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, put them back and lifted them up, and the long sword came out of the sheath by itself.

"Sword rises!"

Yue Fang gave a light shout, and the three-foot green sword behind him turned into a sword light, aiming straight at the throat of the Laurel Palace Master.

The latter did not move at all, but when the tip of the sword was still an inch away from it, it stopped without warning.

"what?"

No matter how hard Yue Fang urged the sword, it could not move forward at all.

It's like a mortal holding a wooden sword, but encountering a stone wall blocking his way.

It made him feel like he couldn't resist at all.

What does this mean?
This means that the strength of the Laurel Palace Master is probably far beyond his!
But Yue Fang was able to kill the throne a hundred years ago!
How could the current Lord of Laurel Palace possibly hold on like this?

Yue Fang was only slightly stunned, and then he saw the beautiful woman, who looked like a zombie, raised her right hand, and then... grasped the long sword.

Apply a little more force.

"Bam—"

The long sword shattered into pieces.

Yue Fang only felt a sharp pain in his head and was even forced to take several steps back before he reacted.

The people on Zouyin City were also shocked. Obviously, they had not expected that the Lord of Laurel Palace would be so powerful.

"Demons and monsters!"

Yue Fang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and flicked his sleeves. A bloody road appeared higher in the sky.

The strength of the Lord of Laurel Palace is beyond his imagination, and he is also going to fight for his life.

"You are too weak."

The Lord of Laurel Palace finally spoke, his voice, indistinguishable between male and female, sounding like that of a true god.

"The mantis' arm is like a chariot."

After it finished speaking, it stretched its hand forward and a jade light emerged from its hand.

In an instant, it pierced through Yue Fang's forehead, and the sound of the road collapsing was immediately heard above the sky.

There was no pause before or after.

This means that as soon as the two sides met, Yue Fang was... killed.

Not to mention those sneakers in the city, even those who were preaching on the top of the city walls were unable to react.

In their eyes, the old swordsman Yue Fang is one of the few standing at the top of the human race.

But now he was killed so easily.

This kind of impact...

It was indeed a little unbelievable to them.

If the person who did it was the old temple priest, they might be able to accept it, but the Laurel Palace Master...

The sound of the road collapsing was endless above the sky.

The light on the Laurel Palace Master suddenly became several times brighter, and wherever it shone, even the corpse of old swordsman Yue Fang began to melt.

It was at this moment that the old marshal took action!

He stretched out his hand calmly, and a big hand appeared out of thin air and grasped Yue Fang's body.

"The old marshal is going to take action?"

The figure of Ren Tu immediately appeared in front of the Lord of Laurel Palace.

"The person is dead, so leave the body intact."

After the old marshal finished speaking, the giant hand in the air immediately disappeared, and along with it was brought back the body of the old swordsman Yue Fang.

"Haha, then do we have to return the old Dragon Lord's body before we can say this?"

The butcher said with a wry smile.

"Give it back to him." The old marshal said calmly.

The officer with the hanging knife took out the body of the old dragon from Xumi without saying a word. The old marshal raised his hand and the body was already in front of Ren Tu.

The latter took it and sneered.

"Walk."

The figure of the Lord of Laurel Palace was still floating straight, like a statue.

But it was this statue that just killed Yue Fang easily.

The sound of the collapse of the Sky Curtain Avenue has come to an end, but on the side of Yinchengtou it is dead silent.

The death of the old swordsman Yue Fang was a little hard for them to accept.

But no matter how hard it is to accept, you still have to fight!
Two games are over, and there is only this last game left.

"Sir, I'll go. I can kill anyone who comes. Even if the people from Laurel Palace come again, I can fight them all to death."

Kuroki said in a deep voice.

"I'll come if I say so."

Without waiting for Hei Mu to say anything, Liu Bai flashed into the air, pointed at the black mist floating in the sky opposite, and said with a sinister smile:
"Liu Bai is here, the corpse girl comes out to die!"

(End of this chapter)