"Retreat! Retreat! Wind and Thunder Cannon, Wind and Thunder Cannon!"

Xu Daoning, who had recovered from his senses, quickly whistled and asked the remaining two teams of Griffin Sky Riders to retreat, and then ordered the cloud ship behind him to suppress the big man with the wind and thunder cannon.

"It's too late."

The eldest gentleman strangled Xu Daoning's last team of Griffin Sky Riders without any mercy, and then looked at the other party with a smile.

Facing the wind and thunder cannons flying towards him, he easily lifted his sword and drew circles to stop them, while looking at Xu Daoning and then said:

"My disciples of Qiushui are willing to be bound for your ten states. Since you turn a blind eye to my Qiushui's kindness, then feel my Qiushui's malice."

After saying that, he put the sword into the sheath, and did not rush to chase Xu Daoning, but looked at the other party quietly.

But although the eldest gentleman did not chase after him, his calm appearance made Xu Daoning in the distance even more uneasy.

Although he suffered a lot of damage to the Griffin Sky Rider in a flash, it was hard to say that he had hurt him. Since he came this time, he must have made enough preparations to keep a backup plan.

But what disturbed him was that even though he had lost a hundred Griffin Heavenly Rider, he still couldn't figure out how the Great Master broke through the constraints of the false holy realm and greatly increased his cultivation, and what the bell sounded from the underground of Qiushui was.

So Xu Daoning also chose to wait and see the changes for the time being, not wanting to act rashly blindly. While he was vigilant, he clenched the Juechen Sword in his hand and injected a true energy into a sound transmission note on his waist.

"My father, you can see the situation here too."

He whispered.

"I saw it, I saw it very clearly. Mr. Da is really strong."

The voice of sword Buddha Xu Shen came from the notes.

"You know I'm not asking."

"I have no idea."

"What exactly is the bell ringing underground? Why did the cultivation of the great gentleman and Shi Chong immediately increase as soon as the sound rang."

"I have no idea."

"Do you want me to play Youyou?"

Xu Daoning threatened coldly.

"well……"

Xu Shen, who was passing the notes on the other end of the sound transmission, sighed deeply.

"If I read correctly, the spell on the body of Mr. Da and Shi Chong should be a seal. The bell just now should be a sign of untiing the seal."

"Seal? Who else can seal the Grand Mr."

"I don't know this... You should take care of yourself. I told you before... Don't mess with Qiushui."

The big gentleman at the other end of the notes said this and then he said nothing.

"This immortal, I must know something!"

Basically, Xu Daoning, who had gained nothing, held the sound transmission note in his palm and gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

There was nothing he had to look at Yang Zhicheng.

Compared to the cleanliness of Mr. Da’s swords, Shi Chong’s battle with Yang Zhicheng is much more anxious.

The attack methods of Shi Chong and Yang Zhicheng after the resentment change were very simple and rough.

Shi Chong was fancy and sword after sword, while Yang Zhicheng did not use any weapons. He just punched Shi Chong hard with a pair of fists wrapped in turbid air. But the simple punch after punch was so powerful that it was so powerful that Yang Zhicheng was hitting a war drum. Every time he smashed it, it was accompanied by a thrilling sound of a roar and harsh air explosion, which showed how powerful his fist was. And I don’t know if it was because of this resentment, each of his punches was greater than the previous one. Although Yang Zhicheng blocked the punch with a sword, his whole person was smashed to the ground and directly smashed a huge deep pit on the ground.

However, Shi Chong's sword is not much inferior to Yang Zhicheng's fist. Even in the initial competition just now, his crazy sword force completely suppressed Yang Zhicheng.

However, as the round of the fight became, he suddenly realized that Yang Zhicheng's resentment became stronger and stronger, and the strength of his fist was even greater than Shi Chong's imagination. He never thought that anyone could fight against the sword in his hand with the strength of his fist alone.

But the uniqueness of Jianmao is here. Since the eldest Mr. asked him to release his malice and the curse seal on his body was released for a first time, his sword was no longer bound. Even after Yang Zhicheng strengthened his strength through resentment, he was like a ball of rising flames, slashing the long sword in his hand again and again, fighting with Yang Zhicheng like a madman.

"This resentment is indeed strange. Not to mention it, it can also allow the host to continuously increase its strength. Yang Zhicheng's pair, whose increasingly bigger and darker pupils should be a proof of the increase in resentment, but this resentment cannot only benefit but harm the cultivator."

Shi Chong, who jumped from the deep pit on the ground, looked at Yang Zhicheng who was descending from the sky and rushing towards him, and thought to himself.

Although he was arrogant on the surface, he was actually very delicate inside. From the beginning, he thought it very clearly. If he wanted to kill Yang Zhicheng, he had to get information about his grievances.

"Try it again and see if it's the same as I thought."

Facing Yang Zhicheng who was hit by a punch from the sky, Shi Chong decided to continue to face him head-on.

As he said that, he lifted the long sword in his hand and jumped up, and then slashed at Yang Zhicheng with a fancy sword again.

"Bang!"

A dull but trembling sound caused this small space to sound.

Yang Zhicheng's fist hit the long sword in Shi Chong's hand without any hesitation.

The huge force directly destroyed the protective energy around Shi Chong, and directly dispersed the sword force of the long sword in his hand. In the end, the whole person was shaken by the strange force and smashed to the ground again. The remaining force made his body draw a deep gully in the soil on the ground.

"Yes, as I expected, his power continues to rise, and the pair of black pupils continues to expand. If I guess correctly, his weakness should appear when the black pupil completely invades the eyeballs."

Although his body, which was already covered in scars, was severely injured again, Shi Chong's expression was joyful.

"It seems that I have to cut him a few more swords!"

Shi Chong grinned, lifted his sword and prepared to rush forward.

"clang!"

But at this moment, a bell came again from the underground of the autumn waters.

After this sound, red runes like chains emerged from Shi Chong's body, not only Shi Chong but also the Grand Master.

They were like a seal that locked their bodies was opened, and a series of fearsome pressure kept pouring out from their bodies.

"The old guys are quite fast. The second level of curse seal is opened just like that. It seems that the third level is also fast."

Feeling the surge in the true energy in his body and the constraints in his soul being lifted bit by bit, Shi Chong suddenly grinned.

He was about to lift his sword to face Yang Zhicheng, but suddenly he suppressed the sword in his hand on his shoulder. He avoided Yang Zhicheng's attack for the first time and stepped up to the side of Mr. Big, and then hung the sword in front of him like Mr. Big.

"Mr., can I kill someone later?"

He turned to the eldest gentleman and asked with a grin.
Chapter completed!