Fire Dragon Dou's eyes looked at Zhou Gan with great mercy, opened its huge mouth several feet in size, and red light came out from its throat, followed by a wave of fire, rolling down, and the light of flames entered the eyes.

Zhou Gan sighed, and there was no way to retreat, there was no way to advance, so he had to close his eyes and wait for death. However, Lihuozhu warmed up in his chest, and the red light suddenly rose. It was difficult to decide the winner when fighting with the fire. Zhou Gan was very happy. This treasure could protect the master and rushed towards the weak spot of the fire. Lihuozhu was his only life.

The red light resisted the flames, and Zhou Gan successfully broke out of the flames and rushed to the crater with a shortcut. The fire dragon roared and thick smoke came out of his nose. He seemed very dissatisfied. He was a hundred feet long and covered with green scales and swung his body-

The roar of the wind was like Feng Bo coming to the world, Zhou Gan squatted slightly, and the Ghost Master's Sword was inserted into the ground. The strong wind almost blew it into the air, but even so, he was still pressed by the wind to retreat more than ten feet, and the Ghost Master's Sword and the rocks on the ground drew a series of sparks.

Without thinking too much, Zhou Gan walked like a flying step, like a monkey entering the mountains and forests, and climbed down toward the crater with his hands and feet. He could not delay for a moment.

The fire dragon returned without success twice, with roars and roars, and suddenly a strong wind blew everywhere, the rocks fell, the dragon's head raised, and four red clouds grew on the bottom of its feet. The dragon's feet stepped on it, and it turned out to be flying in the clouds and fog, soaring into the sky.

Zhou Gan instinctively felt something was wrong, so he quickly flashed under a huge rock, and then a big fire ball fell to where Zhou Gan was just now, and the deep pit was concave and the nearby area was charred.

Zhou Gan smacked his tongue. If he hadn't been hiding just now, he would probably have lost his corpse now. Looking up, the dragon was rolling and roaring among the clouds, obviously not taking it seriously.

This is a good thing. Zhou Gan bent down and walked quietly. The rocks ahead exploded again, but fireballs fell from the sky. The mouths of the fire dragon beasts in the sky were wide open, and fireballs suddenly fell, as if there was a rain of fire, but the raindrops were as big as a washbasin.

Zhou Gan didn't care about anything else, and exerted his leg strength to the limit, jumped and jumped among the rocks, flipping and drilling, opening and closing, his posture was dispersed but not chaotic, stable but not clumsy, like a small boat floating above the stormy waves, dangerous and dangerous, dangerous and dangerous.

The fire dragon was finally caused anger. The dragon is a dragon genus and has dragon power. The four claws opened and closed, and the red clouds suddenly surged. Then Zhou Gan's eyes flashed, and the thick claws penetrated straight into his chest, and the internal organs were broken, and dozens of ribs on his chest were broken. However, Zhou Gan felt the feeling of death for the first time.

The wind follows the tiger, the clouds follow the dragon! It’s true!!!

The fire dragon seemed to be judging that Zhou Gan would die. With a wave of his thick claws, he smashed him into a rock. It was coincidentally the rock was near the crater.

Zhou Gan was in his dying moment, but he still had some consciousness. He knew in his heart that this was the best time for Fire Dragon to be careless and to raise his strength. He arched his feet slightly, and stepped straight half a foot deep than the rock. His feet burst out, his legs were almost broken, his muscles broke through the epidermis, and his legs were rattled.

‘Bang-!!’

Before his death, the potential of the human body was stimulated the greatest, and it was ejected more than ten feet in reverse and fell into the crater. Zhou Gan's consciousness gradually became blurred, and the darkness gradually came. The unyielding thought in his heart was aroused instead. Just stick to it, just stick to it. The roar and howling of the fire dragon seemed to be far away in the sky. At the last glance, he saw a blue pool of water deep in the volcano.

‘Wow—’ Zhou Gan rushed out of the water without any warning, but there was no trace of scar on his body. This feeling made him very strange, as if he was a big dream.

Stepping onto a thick lotus leaf with your feet, the ocean is a vast sieve. The surrounding mountains are greeted by the mountains, and the flying springs are pouring down below, like a silver dragon, the sound of waves roaring and the water flows rapidly; above the sieve, there are lotus leaves, lotus flowers are flooded, and there are duckweed, calamus, and algae dotted among them. The leaves are as big as shields, flowers are blooming like pots, and algae belts can be used as a way, like entering a fairy plantation. However, the waves are surging and the waves are stirring, but they add a bit of sinisterness.

Here, on the lotus leaves, in the waterfalls, and on the rocks, countless people in the rivers and lakes intersect with swords and swords, fighting each other, adding a little bit of passion.

Seeing Zhou Gan breaking into it, he immediately cheered one side. Looking around, he saw that he was full of acquaintances. On the other side, the underworld heroes led by the Evil Valley were also shocked. They pulled out the Ghost Master's Sword without saying much, and there was no need to say much. People in the martial arts world have always spoken with swords.

What is the world of the world? Just sword and blood!!!

The water waves were turbulent, and Zhou Gan jumped and jumped one after another. Soon he met a fierce man from the underworld, and he slaughtered Feng Wu.

Feng Wu waved the ghost-headed sword and smiled grimly: "You are the little sword immortal, then--"

"ah!!"

Zhou Gan took advantage of his unpreparedness and stepped forward, stabbed his sword into his belly, and took the opportunity to stir up trouble. Feng Wu opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "You are sneak attacking!!!"

Zhou Gan was a little surprised: "Why can't I attack the sneak attack?" Feng Wu died with his eyes open.

As soon as a big wave came, aquatic things also covered it. Zhou Gan used a ladder to scatter the clouds, jumped three feet away, stepped into the duckweed on a small wave, and finally jumped into the top of a huge wave ten feet high, moving in the wind, walking on the waves. The tip of the waves was like droplets spraying snow, splashing all over the body, Zhou Gan was very happy, as if galloping between heaven and earth.

There were also three gangsters in the huge waves, trying to stand firm and not be thrown away by the waves. When the murderous intention appeared, he jumped over and did not stop when the sword light flashed. Ten feet passed in an instant, and the blood of the three people melted into the water waves without any swelling. A water stain on his face jumped down from the core of a lotus flower. The waves roared behind him, splashing thousands of water splashes.

‘It’s so pleasant to kill someone!!’ Zhou Gan looked ferocious and his murderous aura was boiling.

After a moment of killing four people, he immediately boosted his morale. Seeing this, the other party in charge dispatched experts to stop him. The battle in the torrent of water and water became more and more intense.

Zhou Gan ran around, fighting or assisting, and finally saw Tu Yong at the foot of the mountain to withstand three gangs, or bandit leaders; his palms flew around, and it seemed to be ineffective, like an old cow eating herbs, but this was a manifestation of the profound palm technique, "Boxing the skin, hitting the palm into the inside," hurting and killing people invisibly. There is a saying in the world that is strong boxing, ruthless sword technique, poisonous palm technique, and change of sword technique.

Before he could say hello, he nodded and fought together, and split the snake-neck triangular-eyed monster he met with one sword. He turned around and kicked another sneak attacker into the water. The man disappeared immediately after he was immersed in the water. Zhou Gan was stunned, and three figures quickly approached him.

The long axe hooked and pulled, with great force, forcing Zhou Gan to retreat. The dark dagger behind him had already touched Zhou Gan's back. The sword tip of the Ghost Master's sword was elusive and pointed at the dagger. Zhou Gan trembled all over and staggered a few steps to the left. A slept wind came, and the right arm blocked, and the lotus under him suddenly split in all directions. Fortunately, the water algae was covered nearby, like a small path. Zhou Gan supported his hand and flipped up.

"It's you guys?" Zhou Gan was quite surprised.

"Old Man Changyue, have you retired?" This old man was the only senior Bai Dao among the three, and even experienced the Han-Hu battle that year.

"I'm old!" The old man Changyue sighed: "I've loosened my teeth, my legs and feet are not flexible, and my eyes are starting to fade. This man will be afraid of death as soon as he is old. This tomb of the First Emperor is probably my last chance. Therefore, the leader of the Red Lotus Lu personally came to invite him. After responding to the promise, I had to draw a sword with my friend that day. Although I couldn't bear it, death was like a lamp, but when I died, there was nothing left! Living was more important than anything!"

"The old senior, Huang Linfei, the current leg master, and this is probably the long-famous first assassin of the underworld? It's really a big battle!" Zhou Gan sneered.

"Haha, sir—"

Before he finished speaking, the sword light came over. The old man Changyue hurriedly blocked it with axe. The axe was like an axe, which was heavier, making it inevitable that it would be inconvenient. The ghost master's sword surged like a tide, and soon left two or three small wounds on his body. "You are sneak attacking??!!" The old man was shocked and angry.

"Why do others think I won't attack?" Zhou Gan was very confused.

"You guys beat me up and you won't let me attack you in a sneak attack? You are worthy of being a gangster, you are really domineering!" Zhou Gan admired him quite much.

The strong wind came from behind, and the legs were bounced like a whip. When hit, the air was shocked and the sound of firecrackers exploded. There were not many legs in the world. Huang Linfei was definitely one of them. He had seventy-six ways to kick the legs of Tan, which were all used to pull the drill and sweep the carriage. For a moment, the yue shadow, sword light, and legs were chaotic, and the movements were even more difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.

"One person is missing!" Zhou Gan suddenly realized and quickly dodged. The scapula hurt. The tip of the dagger entered from behind, breaking the flesh and bones, and poking a blood hole in it. Just as he was about to pull it, the sword light slashed in half, and had no choice but to pull it away and turn back.

Still standing on a lotus leaf not far away, not happy, not sad, no sound, like wood and stone; but you can't feel the terrifying point at all. But this is his most terrifying point.

"Has the dagger been poisoned?" Zhou Gan frowned and looked at the wound, which was already black.

"I heard that the poison is very strong, and all those who are middle-aged will die." The old man Changyue smiled and said, "The two of them stayed together. After all, the old world is the old world, and it can save a little effort and a little effort. Wouldn't it be better to let him be poisoned to death?

"Is that true?" Zhou Gan asked back.

Zhou Gan held the ghost master's sword inverted, endured the pain and dug it, and then cut off the flesh and blood of the poisoned part. His face turned pale, but he relaxed; from beginning to end, there was no trace of blood falling.

"How is this possible?" Old man Zhiyue was shocked.

"When you hold the pill into your abdomen, your body will automatically close the bloodline and energy of the injured area, without leaking out at all. I didn't expect the legend to be true!" Huang Linfei said intently.

"The realm of the elixir? How old is he?!" But the old man could no longer describe it as being surprised.

Zhou Gan pulled the sword step by step, pointed directly at the black rat, and the sword light came to the surface. Only then did Zhou Gan expect that he was the most threatening of the three!

The dagger and sword instantly fought with eighteen moves, attacking the opponent's vital points! Sparks flew everywhere. Although the black rat was one of the masters of internal organ refining, it was suppressed by the sword force.
Chapter completed!