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Chapter 120 The sword is coming!

Chapter 112 Zuozhu's Taoyuan World

Malatang suddenly clenched her fists, wanted to push away Wang Qiang's hands that blocked her, and rushed over to help Brother Xu deal with the old turtle.

Wang Qiang felt that this girl was simply crazy, she was completely blinded by "love". This old turtle is not even a match for Lou Tiancheng. Aren't you going up to die? He wanted to stop her, but he was gently tweeted by Malatang's hands. Lao Wang was fiddled out like a straw. He felt bitter and sad for a moment. The captain of the Chu Metropolitan Criminal Police Detachment could not even deal with a little girl. If this matter was spread, wouldn't he laugh at the front teeth of those subordinates?

Fortunately, Lou Tiancheng rushed over quickly, pressed Malatang's shoulder, and said with a look of surprise: "Internal master? Little girl, what sect are you a disciple, Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua? Or the ancient martial arts inheritance? Otherwise, how could you have mastered the twelve seriousness at a young age? Are you interested in becoming a civil servant, serving the country and serving the people?"

"Not interested!"

The answer to him was Malatang's roar: "Let me go, I'm going to help Brother Lao Xu..."

"You can't help Xiao Zhenren. Their level of competition is no longer something we can intervene..."

Lou Tiancheng looked at the man and turtle in the battle, and strange lights flashed in his eyes from time to time: "A half-step human immortal... has been transformed and gradually became an immortal. How could an internal master like you and me deal with it?"

He had challenged the left pillar of the old turtle before, but he was used to being invincible over the years. He estimated himself too high, but he could not even take the old turtle's move. If it weren't for the little real man's timely action, he would probably have even been stripped off by the old turtle. At this time, he realized that the heavens were far apart and there was only awe in his heart. How could he have the heroic spirit of the Yellow River to suppress demons and look down on the world?

Xu Changsheng and the turtle demon were circling and fighting fiercely for half a day.

The Erya man who was long-clothed on the top of the peak, who was always lying on his mouth and kept his mouth open and verses was gone for a long time. He saw a small green tortoise as big as a palm floating in the air. Every time he raised his claws, a huge black claw shadow appeared in the air and slapped at Xu Changsheng. The claw shadow wrapped around the wind and rain, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard. Before the claws fell, the corresponding ground vibrated and sank several feet.

If an ordinary person stands below, he doesn't have to wait for the black claw shadow to fall, and he will be crushed into blood mud by the claw force.

"Old turtle, you patted it all over the place. Is there anything fresher? I'll take it out if I keep doing this. If I continue like this, I will be suffocated to death by you."

Xu Changsheng stood below with his hands behind his back, looked up at the old green-haired turtle the size of a palm, and kept shaking his head, his face full of impatient expressions. Seeing that the black claw shadow was about to fall on his head, he raised his hand and pointed it out, and drew a talisman in the air, but it was the "Shangqing Demon-Fuing Talisman" learned from the fake old Taoist.

However, every time the fake old Taoist wants to draw such a talisman, he must first concentrate his mind and calm his energy, and then pray sincerely. With the blessing of the ancestor and the wishes of the believers gathered in the Taoist temple, he can barely become a talisman, and his power is extremely limited. However, he casually clicked out and turned into a talisman into the air, saving even the cinnabar and yellow paper. Moreover, the demon-subduing talisman once completed, immediately triggered the rolling magic power. When the sky turned into a dazzling yellow light, it shot on the black claw shadow. With a thunderous sound, the yellow claw shadows died in silence, but no one could do anything to the other party.

"Impossible, you, a human boy, have only been for so many years, how could you block my 'Xuanming Divine Claw'!"

The little green turtle in the air was furious, as if to express dissatisfaction, and she was still rolling a few times. The green hairs on the tortoise shell stood up, like a little hedgehog dyed with hair.

"What is time? You are the body of a spiritual turtle, and you have a long time, but your lifespan is more advantageous than humans. However, it is precisely because you have a longer lifespan, so you don't know how to cherish time and your wisdom is far inferior to that of humans. Not to mention that you only have five hundred years, but even if you have five thousand years, what if you have five thousand years?

Although this real person has only been practicing Taoism for a year, he can suppress you casually. He fought with you before, but he just pity your hard work. He also wanted to see what you, the old turtle, can do, and dare to capture humans and violate the law of heaven!

Xu Changsheng sneered slightly, and casually transformed into talismans to easily resolve the attack of the turtle demon Zuozhu: "If you wake up now, release the hostage immediately, kneel down and admit your mistake, the real person may spare you forever, otherwise don't blame me for killing your 'ghost head'!"

Zuo Zhu shouted angrily: "Zhu Zi is rude, Grandpa Turtle, I'll eat you in one bite!" Suddenly, the turtle's neck stretched out, and it grew like a long snake, growing dozens of meters. It suddenly came to Xu Changsheng's head. At the same time, it soared, becoming half the size of a basketball court. It opened its bloody mouth and bit Xu Changsheng.

"Come on the sword!"

Xu Changsheng gently patted the big gourd tied around his waist, and saw a flash of red light, and the red sword fetus had turned into light and flew out.

This sword fetus has been warmed up in the gourd for many days. He has to bathe with magic power every day, and then temper it with various medicinal materials collected by Xiangyunguan. Although it has not been truly tempered into a sword, it is also the fetus of the divine sword and is quite powerful.

Xu Changsheng activates his magic power, and the four extraordinary meridians rotate like wheels, return to the true and return to the true meridian, and then penetrate into the path of the whole body, with thin veins, and the body of the mortal is suddenly filled with magic power, just like an ordinary balloon filled with hydrogen, no longer a mortal fetus that is as heavy as a mountain. It is transformed into a magic body and an immortal body in a short time.

He took a light step and immediately flew up and threw himself into the Chixiao Sword. The sword light suddenly surged and turned into a sword light as thick as a bucket. He gently walked around the "ghost head" of the left pillar, turned slightly, and slashed towards the neck of the turtle dozens of meters long on the left pillar.

"The body and sword are united!"

The Chixiao Sword is now just a sword body, and Xu Changsheng has never really refined a flying sword. The kung fu used at this time is actually the legendary method of body and sword integration in martial arts. It has always been only included in the legends of the Tang and Song dynasties. It is also described in martial arts novels, calling it the "Flying Immortal from the Sky".

Since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, this kind of supreme martial arts has almost been lost, and Xu Changsheng also learned it from the Old Guilou Jiandong. For ordinary warriors, this has almost reached the end of martial arts. Even contemporary martial arts masters like Lou Tiancheng have widened their eyes and have the urge to bow down to the face of Xu Changsheng.

"How is that possible! How many warriors cannot reach this level in their entire lives? How old is this little real talent? He actually uses it as soon as he says? Is this a huge gap between practitioners and practitioners? No matter how hard a warriors like me work, they will eventually be flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, but they can't bloom!"

Lou Tiancheng looked straight at the sword rainbow and slashed it hard. The old turtle left pillar retracted its long neck in a terrifying manner, turned around and fought with the tortoise shell. In the midst of the huge epicenter, Xu Changsheng slashed a hundred meters away with a sword. He fell down into the lake below with a thud. He felt very mixed feelings, both envious, jealous, self-pity, and heart-tempered.

Looking at Xu Changsheng's eyes became more and more enthusiastic. In the end, even Malatang felt something was wrong. He looked at him with some vigilance. He always felt that the old man was trying to beat Brother Xu, not like a good person...

"Come again!"

A red light flashed, and Xu Changsheng appeared in the air holding the Red Sword Fetus in his hand, floating like a true immortal coming to the dust.
Chapter completed!
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