The old demon of Black Mountain poked out his hands and clenched into fists. The ice-blue mist was condensed, and the dry air made a beeping sound, which was the sound of moisture in the air condensed into ice.

The two fists suddenly hit the blade, hitting Zhao Gan's blade. The "boom" was like a high-explosive bomb exploding in the air, and a dull sound rolled out, like thunder!

The old monster in Black Mountain shortened and retreated ten feet before he could stabilize. Qin Wuyang's rapidly falling figure paused, and then was thrown away like a balloon. After rolling in the air for two rounds, Qin Wuyang stopped his buzzing head.

He looked much worse than the old demon of Black Mountain at this moment. His right hand holding the knife was trembling and it was difficult to exert force. He almost couldn't even hold the knife. Blood flowed from the tiger's mouth and winded down the blade.

Even with the help of the power of falling, Qin Wuyang and the Black Mountain Old Demon's first confrontation was still a complete defeat. Qin Wuyang had long expected the difficulty of the task of superimposing the two punishments, but he still could not keep the Black Mountain Old Demon's pervert to such an absurdity.

If it is a simple advanced task, maybe it is enough to kill grandma, and you can even use the help of Yan Chixia and others to complete the task.

But now the strength of the Black Mountain Old Demon is not bottom-out. With Qin Wuyang's current mid-level combat power of the Golden Pill, it is impossible to tell what the Black Mountain Old Demon is. It is not a good thing to explore the bottom and find a prehistoric giant crocodile!

"Old Monster Black Mountain?" Qin Wuyang lost the enemy but did not lose the formation. After stabilizing his body, he shouted loudly, not taking the other party at all! The Old Monster Black Mountain is not a fairy who is good at talking cannons. In fact, almost all fairies are not good at talking cannons. In this regard, monsters are completely defeated compared to humans!

"Die!" After saying the word "don't be" and the old demon of the Black Mountain attacked directly. Qin Wuyang whispered: "Cha, cooler than me!" Although the old demon of the Black Mountain said one word, the meaning was rich. It not only recognized the name of the opponent, but also indicated his hostile identity, but also made his contemptuous and disdainful attitude clear and clear.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was not fast, but his every move was very charming. In terms of martial arts, the Black Mountain Old Demon had already tempered himself in line with the way of heaven.

This may be funny. A monster's every move is in line with the way of heaven. Qin Wuyang couldn't laugh. He was being suppressed by the old demon of the Black Mountain. The old demon of the Black Mountain was useless to have a particularly powerful force, but he suppressed Qin Wuyang's attacks in one move and one move.

Qin Wuyang's martial arts skills come from the teaching of the system in space, but the Black Mountain Old Demon has been hard-working for thousands of years, and has become an instinctive reaction. When the two meet, the difference will be judged immediately.

Among the opponents Qin Wuyang encountered before, there was never such a pure martial arts powerhouse. This time, the attack completely exposed Qin Wuyang's shortcomings.

The long sword flew across the board, and although the courage was extremely sharp, the old monster of the Black Mountain was really shocking. He didn't even fight with the blade head-on once in dozens of moves.

The fist hit the knife hard, separating Qin Wuyang's slashing move. The old demon of Black Mountain shook his head slightly. The fist suddenly became heavier, and Qin Wuyang gritted his teeth and slashed angrily. If he didn't leave at this time, he was afraid he would not be able to leave.

The sword of light that was dancing like snowflakes rushed towards the old demon of the Black Mountain like a tide. At such a close distance, the old demon of the Black Mountain could only be difficult to avoid.

The reaction of the old monster in Black Mountain was even more unexpected. He did not dodge or avoid, and rushed forward. Now, unlike in the past, after Qin Wuyang advanced to the Golden Pill, the lethality of the Light Saber greatly increased, and ordinary ghosts could be destroyed with one sword. Qin Wuyang just now relied on this rampant in Lanruo Temple without ghosts to control it.

It is rumored that the snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as straw mats, but now the saber of Light that Qin Wuyang has tried his best is several times wider than the straw mat. The black robe on the old monster in Black Mountain was instantly cut into powder and drifted with the wind.

Then, the true body of the Black Mountain Old Demon was revealed - a black armor, a black helmet, black scales, and black combat boots.

The saber was slashed on the armor, leaving a series of cut marks, but the old demon of Black Mountain didn't care at all and punched Qin Wuyang. The saber of Light had no presence in front of the ray of light and was shattered by a blow.

The fist finally hit Zhao Gan's blade head-on, which Qin Wuyang had been looking forward to for a long time, but the result surprised him. The gloves were easily torn apart by the blade, but there was no trace of blood stuck to the blade. When the two intersected, they made a clang of metal collision.

Qin Wuyang was bombed again meaninglessly, but he flew down strangely, with a very fast speed. The direction he was flying was grandma. The old monster showed a grim smile on his old face. Qin Wuyang was completely unaware of anything, and Changkong Wuji reminded: "Be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but slap himself in the mouth. Isn't this reminding the old monster of his own existence? Things are so bad that it's just not to want to escape, but to remind the other party to get rid of him. It's so stupid!

Grandma turned her head and stared at him fiercely, and her green eyes were almost glaring out. After she recovered, she was about to send a parasite to deal with the mixed fish Changkong Wuji.

Grandma held the golden tower in her left hand, raised her right hand, and slapped her heavily at Qin Wuyang!

The heavy palm was in the vital position of Qin Wuyang's back heart without any hindrance. Qin Wuyang sprayed out a mouthful of blood, which almost cost him half his life.

Grandma was happy and raised her hand to pat it again, but she couldn't move. Qin Wuyang turned her head and showed a strange smile. Grandma only felt a chill in her chest and abdomen. The gallbladder had already broken into her chest and pierced her heart.

For zombies, it is difficult to tell where their key points lies, but the grandma, who suffered such a heavy blow, couldn't help but be beaten.

This pause in the blink of an eye was enough for Qin Wuyang to complete the next move. The blade turned and cut her grandma into two sections. The zombie was known for its rough skin and thick flesh, but under the blade of the gallbladder, it was like mud. This shows that the old monster of the Black Mountain touched the knife with his fist!

Qin Wuyang snatched the golden tower in his grandma's left hand, and swayed to Changkong Wuji. He grabbed his shoulder and showed a strange smile at the old demon of Black Mountain. Six rays of light flashed around the two of them and disappeared without a trace.

Two miserable figures suddenly appeared in the martial arts venue of Longmen Villa. The gems at the hexagon shattered in half with a bang. Saruman frowned when he saw this, waved his staff, and the gentle touch, and a cool mist of water wrapped around the two.

This is the water-based healing spell used by Saruman. There is no God of Light on the Middle Earth, so there is naturally no series of light healing spells. Instead, the water-based healing spells of spells and the natural healing spells of elves. Both have one common feature, that is, the effect is very slow.
Chapter completed!