The visitor was pale as snow, wrinkled, and his thin eyes were as cold as a knife, his fingers were as dry as chicken feet, his back was slightly hunched, and he was wearing a black robe, and his body was filled with a cold breath of death. He was the head of the seven demons in Yinshan - the camel demon. He kicked the snake demon over with one kick and scolded: "The useless thing, no matter what the four people join forces, you can do! Get aside!" The snake demon dodged timidly, not even dared to let go of one of them.

Hu Xiaotian rushed over and picked up Pan Ling'er, but when he saw her face as golden paper, his breathing was weak, and he was obviously suffering from severe internal injuries. He felt pain and anger in his heart. He quickly pried open her teeth and stuffed the pills he carried with him into her mouth.

The camel demon said coldly: "Boy, what's the point of saving her? Anyway, you're going to see King Yama later, why waste these good medicines?"

Hu Xiaotian said angrily: "You sneak attacked a little girl behind your back and felt embarrassed to stand here brag and fart. You are so shameless! You are not worthy of practicing martial arts at all. You have completely defiled the spirit of martial arts! I have no power to tie a chicken. Even if you kill me, will your face be very glorious?"

The old man camel was so embarrassed that he was angry: "Dare you insulting me?! You are looking for death!" His figure shook, his five claws were hooked, and he lashed at the vital point of Hu Xiaotian's head fiercely.

"Don't be rude!" Su Haoran, Nangong Qiu shouted in unison, and did not care about Leng Qing. The iron fist sword was hit at the same time, and the fierce wind swept straight towards the camel demon. But the camel demon entourage was actually a false move, the purpose was to lure them to take the opportunity to find their flaws, sneered, and instantly moved to change positions, and a palm print was on the siege of Nangong Qiu's stubborn point. Nangong Qiu secretly shouted: I was trapped! But in a hurry, I used all my strength to shoot the sword, and there was no time to change the move and return to defend. I had no choice but to follow the trend and roll away quickly after hitting the ground. But I felt a chill behind my back, and I had already been swept by the enemy's palm wind, and the blood in my body was almost frozen.

The camel demon sneered and said, "The Yinfeng Seven Evil Palm" tastes bad, right?" As he spoke, his palm technique kept hitting Su Haoran with a head-on look. The Yinfeng Seven Evil Palm was faintly filled with the stench of rotting corpse, and he wanted to vomit when he smelled it. His Yinfeng Seven Evil Palm was made through ninety-nine corpses. The palm power was yin and cold. Once it hits the human body, the severe ones can make the opponent's corpse poison attack the heart and die, and at the mildest ones can also make the opponent lose his combat power and let him slaughter it.

Seeing that his palm technique was vicious, Su Haoran immediately stepped back from the ground, and his fists turned into a palm, forming a Vajra Seal and then turning into a lion Seal. The flame breath spewed out from the center of his palm, and he fought back.

The camel demon was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "It's not easy for you to understand the unique skills of Tantric Buddhism! However, Tantric Buddhism emphasizes the combination of body, mouth, and mind. You have only learned a little bit of fur, and you can't even fight with me. Why do you have to fight with me?" I saw the four palms connected, and the Yin wind and the heat were in contact, and a stream of white mist suddenly turned into a stream of mist. Su Haoran was like being bitten by a poisonous snake. Deng Deng Deng retreated seven feet away, his face turned from blue to red, and then turned from red to white, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

In a blink of an eye, the camel demon injured three people in a row, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Li Shan knew that the situation was not good, so he had to go all out and let it go, otherwise no one would want to live here today. But Ke Dagui's copper-skinned and iron bones, the mace was not airtight, and each attack was full of force, and even if he had a sword in his hand, it would be difficult to gain the upper hand. Only now, the only way is to be in danger. Seeing the opponent's iron rod swept across, the vertical sword was in a square, and when Mars was splashing everywhere. Ke Dagui's mace was about to retract his move, Li Shan relaxed his five fingers, and the sword fell off his hands, shouting and pushing out his palms, and the surging palm wind hit the enemy's chest. Ke Dagui couldn't help but be stunned, unable to understand why the opponent wanted to use a short strike and long sword, and he didn't need to abandon the sword? With just a little hesitation, Li Shan's toes were kicking the hilt of the knife. The sword brought a gust of wind, like an arrow leaving the string, and shot to the opponent's lower abdomen without being covered.

The two sides were too close, and Ke Dagui was not wary of Li Shan's ability to take such a clever killer move. He was so shocked that he twisted his waist and dodged desperately. But when the cold light flashed, blood splattered, the sword had been inserted into his stomach. Li Shan stepped into the middle door, reached out to hold the hilt of the knife, and wanted to cut the opponent in half. Ke Dagui shouted angrily, grabbed Li Shan's arm with his left hand, and bent over and hit his forehead with a head hammer.

Li Shan was hit by his opponent and his head was bleeding, and his ear drums were buzzing, but he was determined and did not feel any panic. He waved his left palm and hit Ke Dagui's left wrist joint. Taking advantage of the pain and let go, his right sword pulled out. Ke Dagui screamed and staggered backwards. Blood spurted like plasma from the wound in the lower abdomen, and several pieces of broken intestines flowed out. Ke Dagui looked down at the huge torn wound on his lower abdomen. He was frightened and anxious, and he was busy trying to stuff the intestines back, but the soles of his feet softened and fell down with a bang, and his limbs were twitching.

At this moment, the scream of "Ah!" suddenly sounded. Li Shan raised his hand and wiped the blood from his face. In a blink of an eye, he happened to see Mo Gangfeng hit the chest by Wujietoutuo with a stick, flying backwards, falling to the ground without moving. Li Shan's heart immediately sank into the bottomless abyss. At this moment, only he had good combat power. How could he resist the enemy like a wolf or a tiger?

The Wujie Toutuo rushed to Mo Gangfeng like a shadow, reached out to grop in his arms, and took out a rectangular iron box in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "The thing finally fell into the Buddha's hand, haha--" Before the laughter was over, He Chong's punches and hit the big hole in his vest. Wujie Toutuo was proud and was not ready, but the heart veins of the internal organs were shattered by He Chong's internal force on the spot, and blood was squirting away, and the iron box rolled out of his hands and fell into the snow.

He Chong sneered, "Idiot, don't you know that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind?" As he said that, he bent down to get the iron box. Suddenly the sword light was dazzling. Mo Gangfeng, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up, and his sword was like a dragon going out to sea, stabbing him to the vital point of the plate. He Chong was shocked, and Mo Gangfeng used a trick to cheat death! He hurriedly jumped behind him, and suddenly his heart became cold, and the sharp sword thrown by Mo Gangfeng pierced through his heart. He looked down at the long sword inserted in his chest, his eyes widened, his throat sounded, and he fell on his back unwillingly.

Mo Gangfeng tried his last breath of true energy and killed He Chong. At this time, he could no longer hold on. He fell down and blood kept gushing out of the corner of his mouth. "Mo Sanxia!" Li Shan rushed to him, pressed his vest with one hand, and continuously transported his true energy over.

Mo Gangfeng said with difficulty: "Brother Li, my heart veins are broken, and I have no way to turn things around. Don't waste your true energy! Anyway, I have earned enough money and die without any worries." He swallowed with difficulty, pointed to the iron box and said, "Please hand over that iron box and this pair of swords to me, big...Brother, the secret is...is...!" He couldn't hold it up in one breath, and his body thrust, his legs straightened, slowly closed his eyes, and his soul flew out of the sky.

Li Shan felt sorry for her and said silently: "Don't worry, I will definitely send your relics to the Mo family's hands." A flash of a figure flashed from the corner of her eyes. It turned out that the camel demon jumped over and reached out to grab the iron box on the ground. Li Shan shouted: "Stop!" The knife came out like the wind and slashed at the arm of the camel demon. The camel demon's ears heard the sharpness of the sword wind, and knew that the opponent was using a treasure knife. He flashed back to his palm in disappointment, and said grimly: "Boy, you dare to even care about Master Tu. It's really a boring life? I just want to get the iron box today, don't force me to start a killing!"

Li Shan took a deep breath, raised his knife to his chest, and said proudly: "This is the relic entrusted to me by Mo Sanxia. Unless I die, others will never be allowed to be affected by it!"

The camel demon said in a cold voice: "The mantis arm blocks the car, overestimates his ability!" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shook his body and bullied him. His palms drew a strange arc and slapped him one by one. Before the palms arrived, the rotten aura was about to fall.

Li Shan did not dodge and shouted "Break!" and went straight in with one sword, passing through the gap between the opponent's palms like lightning, stabbing the camel demon's chest hard, adopting a tactic of losing both sides. Even if he was injured by the camel demon's Yinfeng Seven Evil Palm, the camel demon could not escape the end of the treasure sword piercing the chest, and he would undoubtedly die.

The camel demon was startled by his desperate sword technique and shouted angrily: "Damn, are you crazy?" He turned his body sharply and avoided the sharpness of his opponent's front.

Li Shan wanted this effect, roaring loudly, the sword rose and fell, and it opened and closed, as if he was fighting desperately on the battlefield. Each sword was full of courage to sacrifice his life, and fully exerted the qualities of the strong and domineering sword technique. For a moment, the sword energy came and went, and the blockers were invincible. The camel demon was taken advantage of by his opponent, and he was not as fierce as Li Shan's life with his life. The ten-cost leader only played 60% or 70% and was trapped by the sword energy. The snake demon saw that the situation was wrong, and shouted: "Boss, I will help you with your strength!" He jumped into the battle group, shaking the snake bone soft whip, and twitched Li Shan's back.

Hu Xiaotian was secretly anxious to see it. Li Shan was currently supported by a brave spirit. Once he passed ten moves, when his aura weakened, he would definitely not be a match for Tu Yao and others. The outcome of the defeat was unknown. His mind suddenly moved, and when everyone had no time to take care of him, he quietly moved over and picked up the iron box. The iron box was filled with foreign objects, which was quite heavy, and an inexplicable chill penetrated into his heart. Hu Xiaotian quickly stuffed the iron box into his arms, and suddenly heard Nangong Qiu exclaim, "Be careful, young master!" Before he finished speaking, a cold palm was printed on his vest silently.

Hu Xiaotian thought of lightning, it was Leng Qing, the ghost hand! He groaned, and his body flew several feet away, just falling beside the riding. Leng Qing didn't know that his key acupoints were filled with thick and profound true energy. He only used three successful forces during the sneak attack, thinking that they were enough to kill the rich young master, but he was as if nothing had happened, and his palm was shocked and hurt. Leng Qing couldn't help but feel surprised and sneered: "You can't see that your physique is quite strong!" He followed with another palm and fell heavily.

Su Haoran shouted, "Wait, your opponent is me!" He immediately raised his strength and swung his fist to block Leng Qing. Although both of them were injured, they had just had a dangerous fight for the second time.

Hu Xiaotian endured the pain and turned over the horse, shouting, "That demon man, the iron box is in my hand, and there will be a date later!" The urged horse to leave like an arrow.

The camel demon and the snake demon were not wary of the iron box being taken away by others during the fierce battle, and they almost vomited blood. The camel demon saw Hu Xiaotian running away, and was furious and attacked his heart. He thrust two palms away and forced Li Shan to retreat, screamed: "Lao Qi, you block him first, I will chase someone!" He was anxious and chased after him without hesitation.

Hu Xiaotian rode his horse more than ten feet away. Looking back, he saw the camel monster chasing like a dead leaf, rushing to the ground without touching the ground. His eyes were spitting fire, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat it. Obviously, the items in the iron box were very precious, and he was determined to win. Hu Xiaotian felt a little calm. Since the camel monster with the strongest martial arts came to chase him, the remaining snake monster, Leng Qing, was no longer enough to threaten Li Shan, Su Haoran, and his companions for the time being. If he did not use this trick to tempt the camel monster from the bottom of the pot to lure the camel monster away, no one of them could escape death. But in this way, Hu Xiaotian also sent himself into the most dangerous situation. Once he was caught up by the angry camel monster, he was afraid that he would be skinned and chopped into meat sauce.

Hu Xiaotian was a horse that was one in a thousand miles away. He was whipped several times by his master, and he let go of his four hooves and ran wildly. He instantly left the camel demon far behind. However, the horse's sprinting ability was limited after all. After slacking off for half a mile, his speed gradually slowed down. When Hu Xiaotian looked back, the camel demon, who was still in a state of gloomy, quickly followed him, shortening the distance between the two. Hu Xiaotian knew that he was drinking to quench his thirst, but he had to continue whipping the horse, and did not dare to give the horse a chance to rest.

They chased and fled, and they all ran at full speed on the snow, and quickly ran for more than ten miles. At this time, the hills began to rise and fall in front of them, and the road was rugged and uneven. The horses were greatly affected when they ran, and the speed could no longer be faster.

The camel demon picked up a few stones and chased them until seven or eight feet away from Hu Xiaotian. He shook his wrist and threw them out. Two of them were hitting the hind legs of the rider, like an iron rod, and immediately broke one of the hind legs of the rider. The rider neighed and then lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Hu Xiaotian was prepared for it. When the horse fell, he rolled forward and reduced the force of falling horses. As soon as he jumped up, the camel demon had already flew over the sky above his head and sneered: "Even if you are Sun Wukong, you can't escape from the palm of my Camel Master!" He pointed like a short sword, and inserted it into his eyes with extreme viciousness. Hu Xiaotian suddenly raised his left hand and spread the mud and sand secretly grabbed when he landed on the Camel demon.

The Camel Demon did not expect that this young man would resist, and he was so agile and concealed, which was unpredictable. He hurriedly closed his eyes and waved his palm to block it. At this moment, a storm sounded suddenly, and the key hole was poked heavily under the skull, causing him to gasp in the air, and half of his body was numb. The Camel Demon opened his eyes and saw Hu Xiaotian holding a wooden sword in his hand and retreating from the outside, with a calm and stern face. He was both funny and angry, and said ruthlessly: "Tangba Lamb, are you fighting with me with the wooden sword? Have you taken the wrong medicine? Haha!"

Hu Xiaotian waited for his laughter to fade away, and Fang Yi said word by word: "If I had a steel sword in my hand, you would be dead at this time!" He attacked the opponent with a surprise attack, but unfortunately he could not break the camel demon's protective true energy and could not kill him. He couldn't help but regret it secretly, why didn't he carry the sword with him? If the sword was in hand, he would be safe at this time.

The camel demon's face turned blue. Thinking of the danger of the sword just now, cold sweat broke out on his back. He had never seen any storms, but he almost overturned the boat in the gutter! Fortunately, there was no third person present, otherwise such a scandal would be ruined if it spread. He said coldly: "What a pity, who told you to take the wooden sword! Hehe, you missed the best opportunity to kill me. Do you think I will give you a chance? Hand over the things quickly, and I will let you die happily!"

Hu Xiaotian said: "Anyway, the left and right are dead, why should I listen to you? If you want, do it yourself, and I will not give it to you!"

The Camel Demon gritted his teeth and said, "You boy don't want to eat the punishment for the wine?" Suddenly, a chill came towards him and couldn't help but chill. Hu Xiaotian pinched the sword technique with his hand, raised his sword and stared at the right eye, and his whole body exuded a momentum of looking down on the world, just like the demeanor of a generation of swordsman masters. The Camel Demon made a sudden blow in his heart. Could it be that the other party deliberately concealed his strength and pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger? If he hadn't studied swordsman deeply, he would definitely not be able to show it.

Fu Ren's sword is integrated with one, and it is impeccable. But if you want to break your head, no swordsman is so young! He sneered: "You killed me just now, but now you are in such a posture. Who do you want to scare you?!" After that, he used both palms to use a move to "Angry Ghost Soul Refining", which transformed into nine-layer palm shadows, covering Hu Xiaotian's upper plate. To be on the safe side, he used all nine success powers when making moves, and the wind was howling, and the pressure was like a mountain.

Hu Xiaotian's single sword faced such a powerful enemy, neither could escape nor support, and the strength was very different, and he had basically no chance of winning and had a dead end. In such a desperate situation, he forced himself to put aside all the thoughts of life and death, slowed down to the deepest extent, and his energy and spirit were condensed on the wooden sword in his hand, feeling the patterns, shape, texture and pressure on the sword with his heart, and determined to let go. Between the world, it seemed that only he and the wooden sword were breathing together, beating pulses of the same frequency. A strange feeling instantly spread throughout his body. The wooden sword was the extension of his arm, a part of his body, and the blood was blending, inseparable.

The palm wind whistled, and Hu Xiaotian stared at the opponent's figure coldly. The wooden sword suddenly thrust and stabbed into the void in front of him.
Chapter completed!