Chapter 150 Showdown

Zhao Xuan put Niu Xiaopang in a secret grass, and he stood before walking back to the mountain wall. Holding the fairy sword in his hand, he made up his mind and tried to minimize the frequency of breathing to a relaxed state.

After a while, there was a sound like an arrow in the depths of the forest. From far to near, it soon came to the front.

A black figure stopped in the wind, without seeing his limbs, only a huge robe drifting in the wind. Zhao Xuan was surprised when suddenly an old and strange laugh sounded, and four hands and feet were immediately drilled out of the black robe, and then the old man's head came out like a turtle.

"You..." Zhao Xuan couldn't help swallowing saliva when he saw this. This appearance was too horrible. His head and limbs really seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Haha!" The old man's laughter sounded a little hoarse, and his expression became ferocious. "Kid, you killed my skull. Today is your death." At this time, he stopped talking about Yunlong at all. He thought that the boy didn't know how to drink wine, so don't blame him for being merciless. After killing him later, he broke his stomach to get Yunlong out.

"Anyway, it's dead. I'll fight with you now." Zhao Xuan held the fairy sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and flew over.

The old man was not in a hurry to return his hand. He turned sideways to avoid the attack of the fairy sword, and then waved a huge wind from his sleeve robe, blowing Zhao Xuan's body back several steps. It seems that he is specially going to tease this boy. The old man kept exerting a strong wind and picked up Zhao Xuan several times and bumped him into the tree behind him.

"Ah!" Zhao Xuan held the fairy sword in his hand, clenched his teeth and stood up in the wind. However, although he has exerted his greatest strength, he still can't resist the huge winds of the old man.

Another wave hit, and his whole body was blown out dozens of meters away by the wind and fell impartially into a thorn bush. Wow!" When his body landed on the thorns first, a pain came from his buttocks and two thighs, which made him sweat coldly. When you touch it, it's all blood.

The old man laughed even more violently when he saw Zhao Xuan's cry. At the same time, his hands crossed on his shoulders, and then merged into a greater momentum in front of his chest and rushed forward.

Only the "rumbling" sound was heard, and the strong momentum had flown in front of Zhao Xuan, like a hill pressing on him. There is nothing wrong with people. The sound of breaking thorns has come from under him, which is enough to see how strong this spirit is.

Such a great momentum fell down like a hill, and all the thorns were broken. Can the people lying on the thorns be good? Don't say that your whole body is pressed into meat sauce, and it is estimated that you will be pierced by thorns.

Just as the old man thought that Zhao Xuan was dead and flew over to have a look, suddenly a fierce shout came from the thorns, and the colorful light soared. A fast figure held a fairy sword and rushed through the air covering his body like a balloon, and fell down after a few laps in mid-air.

Zhao Xuan held the fairy sword in one hand and pointed to the sky, and the glory of the rainbow in front of him in the other. At this time, his hair was blown behind by the wind, and his clothes were also ragged. Blood stains could be faintly seen from the broken mouth, probably just being punctured by thorns.

"Ah!" Zhao Xuan looked up and roared at the sky like the king of beasts, and his deep eyes were full of flames. At this time, the blood on his body also flowed quickly, and the pain caused by the blood marks pricked out by the thorns made him more excited.

The sound spread out like earth, and soon a strong wind blew from all directions in the depths of the woods, rolling up the sand and leaves on the ground like a group of demons. A fairy sword went straight to the sky, attracting lightning. After a while, the sky was already blue, like a huge net covering the sky. The thunder rumbled around, and the thunder seemed to explode from the side, pulling people's hearts and began to beat irregularly.

Zhao Xuanling stood in mid-air, and the purple auspicious atmosphere between his eyebrows suddenly enveloped his whole face and looked like a man.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the change of the teenager in front of him. There was a faint speculation in the deepest part of his heart, "Is he the gifted teenager?" Thinking of this, his heart suddenly jumped. No, I must not let this boy hinder my plan. The catastrophe must happen, and no one can stop it. So... He must die today. The old man's eyes were already fierce. God knows how long he has been prepared for the world catastrophe that he has carefully planned. How can he destroy this so-called gifted person? Absolutely not!

"It's really hard to break the iron shoes without any effort!" The old man was ferocious, and the strange laughter spread far away, which shocked the forest birds to flee one after another. His right palm scratched a blood-red light in front of him, and then his whole body rushed to the sky against the red light and stood opposite Zhao Xuan.

"Ky, you have to die today." The old man squeezed this sentence from between his teeth, grabbed his withered palm into the air, and immediately showed five clear blood stains, shining dark red light in mid-air, forming a bloody palm, which was more horrible than the slightly pale environment around him.

When Zhao Xuan saw the bloody fingerprints, he felt a trace of fear in his heart, but he soon calmed down. Because he knows that this is definitely not the time to compromise. Instead of being flinched and attacked by this old immortal, it is better to have the courage to have a vigorous confrontation. Anyway, it's all dead, so let the storm come more violently!

After settling down, Zhao Xuan waved the fairy sword in his hand and raised his body to cross a sword in the sky. With one sword, three lightnings immediately galloped and attached to the fairy sword.

"Go to hell!" He shouted, and the fairy sword rushed to the skinny old man with lightning. Along the way, the purple light flashed.

The old man was not in a hurry. As soon as the formula came out, the blood fingerprints immediately attacked head-on. Purple, the two red lights soared dozens of feet in an instant.

Only after a breath, the blood fingerprint immediately grasped the hilt of the fairy sword. Jianling screamed angrily and struggled, and at the same time, two green lights shot from his eyes to hit the center of the blood fingerprints.

In the lightning flash, the palms of the blood fingerprints were knocked through two small holes by two sudden green lights, looking like a pair of dark eyes.

When the old man saw this, he quickly took back the blood fingerprints. He was heartbroken and kept cursing, "Bad boy, the revenge of killing my skull has not been avenged, and now he has damaged my blood fingerprints. Let's see if my beast demon ancestor will take you back and feed my little spirit beasts." After saying that, the blood fingerprints flew up. But this time it didn't want to pester Xianjian, but flew directly to Zhao Xuan.