Chen Bao did not dare to face his sharp edge, and moved three steps to one side, avoiding the joint attack of the two.

It was also this movement that gave up two positions.

Fan and Zhao did not dare to stop, and even used their light skills, and several ups and downs disappeared into the night.

The man in black glanced at the "sheepskin" in his hand and threw it in the river. Unexpectedly, he was deceived by these two guys for so many years.

"These two guys are getting more and more interesting."

Seeing that his body was like a ghost, and had already exceeded the scope of martial arts, Chen Bao noticed that the long sword in his hand was strange in shape. The right hand holding the sword had only four fingers, which were like a dry bone. His body was shocked and he remembered a person in the world twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, Chen Bao was just a small figure who had just emerged. At that time, the Demon Cult was rampant, with both good and evil standing together, and there were many masters. The most brutal one was the two masters under Yizhihua, the leader of the Demon Cult.

Nine-fingered Ghost King Li Zhishan, Immortal Night King Zhu Dian.

The two of them once caused a bloody storm in the world. In the battle between good and evil, they even killed countless martial arts fellows in the martial arts world, including the Ghost King, the Night King, and the Poison Staff Remnant, the three of them were called the Three Demons.

At that time, Chen Bao was just an inconspicuous hero in the martial arts world. In the battle between good and evil, he was just a few people who were shaking flags and shouting. He had no chance to take action, but he had seen this strange weapon and this hand.

Unexpectedly, Xie Zhihua could invite him?

"Senior was twenty years ago..."

The man in black glanced at him coldly, and Chen Bao was shocked and was so scared that he couldn't speak.

...

The two of them ran for more than ten miles in one breath.

Then she sat on the ground, gasped, and looked back, "Then the two of them shouldn't be able to catch up, right?"

Fan Xiaodao said, "Fortunately, I'm smart, otherwise we'll probably have blood splattered on the spot. Who is the man in black? How come he feels inexplicably panic when he meets him?"

Zhao Xing shook his head, "I didn't see where his sword technique came from. However, with such cultivation, I'm afraid my master may not be his opponent."

Fan and Zhao are also considered martial arts masters among the younger generation. Although they have not entered the Xiaosheng River, if you really look at it, they can still be among the top 100 in the world. Ordinary warriors are no match for them at all.

Even if you encounter the top ten in the world, even if you cannot win, you will still have the power to fight.

However, this person has a sense of oppression in terms of momentum and sword moves. This feeling has been encountered once in the temple under Dingguo Temple when facing those dark generals who are neither human nor ghost.

As Zhao Xing said, the four great Vajras in Shaolin Temple may not be his opponent. Wouldn't they be like the adoptive father and a master of Yizhihua? If they really encounter such people, they are in Jiangnan, they will be in trouble.

Zhao Xing asked, "Did you give them the sheepskin?"
Chapter completed!