When the middle-aged Taoist heard Liu Cheng return his words to him, he couldn't help getting angry. Instead of angry, he laughed, "little friend, I didn't expect you to be so stubborn!"

"Oh? Listen to your tone, you seem to have heard of me! " Liu Cheng had some accidents.

"It doesn't matter whether you've heard of it or not. The important thing is that you can't touch the white tiger when you look back!" The last four words of the middle-aged Taoist priest were as loud as thunder.

Liu Cheng felt a shock and went back a few steps. At the critical moment, his wrist shook and his dragon's back sword flashed, which directly blocked the force.

"What a lot of strength!" Liu Cheng couldn't help praising.

"Have you changed your mind now?" The middle-aged Taoist asked.

Liu Cheng laughed and raised the dragon's back sword in his hand. "My mind has changed. I want to ask about the sword in my hand!"

"What a sword When the middle-aged Taoist saw the Dragon Ridge sword, he couldn't help looking at it and praised it.

"You are so cheap!" Liu Cheng looked at him and scolded him directly. His dragon's back sword shocked him and stabbed him with it.

"Bang!" The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his hand and directly blocked Liu Cheng's sword.

Liu Cheng couldn't help but be stunned. It was the first time since he got the dragon's back sword that he used it to fight against the enemy. Unexpectedly, he met such a powerful opponent. He couldn't help but be pleased with what he saw. He immediately cheered: "eat my sword again!"

The light on the dragon's back sword flickered. A Golden Dragon flew out of the sword and rushed straight to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Boom!" With a bang, the middle-aged Taoist priest came out with both hands. Unexpectedly, his two sleeves were shattered, and large pieces of rags were flying in the air, like butterflies.

"I didn't expect that Xiaoyou's sword contained the power of the real dragon!" The middle-aged Taoist priest was even more surprised, and his eyes on the dragon's back sword became eager.

"What? Interested in my sword? " Liu Cheng raised the sword, "do you want to try the power of my sword again?"

The middle-aged Taoist was noncommittal, just smiling.

Liu Cheng didn't know why. Just seeing the smile on his face, he felt disgusted. Immediately he flashed and rushed out with a long sword.

For a moment, Liu Cheng and the middle-aged Taoist priest began to fight each other. They both had no reservation. As soon as they came up, they used each other's best moves.

At the same time, the white tiger began to move. It had become more and more unreal. At this time, it began to gather evil spirits and become solid.

Not far away, Feng Shicheng and his son, Tang Siwen and Zhao Quanlong were surprised to see Liu Cheng fighting with a middle-aged Taoist.

Feng Shicheng sighed: "these talents are really rare!"

"Elder brother Cheng's ability is more than that. The middle-aged Taoist is estimated to be unable to hold on!" Feng Xing said with a smile.

Zhao Quanlong said with disdain: "how do you say Xiaoxing's words? The master I invited is not comparable to that suckling alley!"

"Uncle Zhao looks too high on the man he found," said Feng Xing, a trace of disdain on his face. "How do you feel about master Daoyuan's ability? You know, even master Daoyuan is full of praise for brother Cheng, not to mention a middle-aged Taoist who doesn't even have a name? "

"Master Daoyuan?" Zhao Quanlong a Leng, "this boy can get the favor of master Daoyuan?"

"Of course, before breaking the Dragon trap, master Daoyuan had to rely on chengge," Feng Xing said with a smile. "I don't know who uncle Zhao thinks is more powerful now!"

"Since master Daoyuan is so good at this boy, it shows that he really has some skills," Zhao Quanlong nodded. "But even if master Daoyuan comes here, I'm afraid he'll have to be polite when he sees him!"

"Even master Daoyuan should hold the ceremony for his younger generation? Who is this man? " Feng Xing and Feng Shicheng were surprised. They didn't expect that this middle-aged Taoist had such a high rank.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest gave a long drink, and a genuine Qi came out directly, blocking all Liu Cheng's back road.

"Good guy, that's a great skill!" Liu Cheng was surprised. He felt that the real Qi was vast. Suddenly, his body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood gushed out directly.

"Xiaoyou, don't you leave now?" The middle-aged Taoist stares at Liu Cheng and asks.

Liu Cheng secretly urged Zhenqi and lowered the fresh blood pressure in his throat. With a frown, he said in a deep voice: "since I have chosen to do it, I never want to give up, let alone leave!"

The voice falls, he holds the dragon's back sword, the true Qi in the body is input into the dragon's back sword.

The light of the sword was shining. A golden dragon shot out of the long sword and rushed to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked. He felt that the great force had fallen on him, and the whole person was blown away tens of meters.

Just now a sword shattered his two sleeves. Today's sword directly left a sword mark on him. Although there was no blood, it scattered his hair, and the whole person was no longer the image of fairyland."Old Taoist, how about this sword?" Liu Cheng managed to pull back the game, but he sneered.

The middle-aged Taoist priest seems to be surprised by Liu Cheng's sword. "It's not bad. Since that's the case, I don't want to kill you!"

His original calm temperament suddenly disappeared. An old Taoist who used to be immortal was like a bloody Shura, and his murderous spirit radiated in an instant.

Even the white tiger next to him was shocked. I didn't expect that this kind-hearted old Taoist had such a terrible murderous spirit.

"Well, I said you're not a good man. Now it seems so!" Liu chengleng cheered. He squeezed the dragon's back sword with his right hand and began to urge Zhenqi again.

There are a lot of real Qi in the body, and the light on the dragon's back sword is even more.

"Boy, let's die!" The middle-aged Taoist gave a cold drink, and his hands quickly tied a seal formula, "ten dead seals!"

A mass of black Qi stirred up and condensed into a big seal in the air.

"Take my sword, the dragon will punish you!" With a loud drink, Liu Cheng poured all the Qi in his body into the dragon's back sword.

The light on this long sword is even more brilliant. Three golden dragons fly out of it.

It's Liu Cheng's limit at the moment to urge the Dragon Ridge sword to condense three golden dragons. Once he uses this "dragon punishment", it means that he doesn't even have the strength to stand up.

But now it can only be so, otherwise I'm afraid I can't even save my life.

"Kill

A word like thunder, the momentum!

"Boom!" Two huge energies collided together, Liu Cheng's arms were shocked, and he almost got rid of the dragon's back sword.

Although Feng Shicheng and others in the distance can see these majestic energies, they can also feel the pressure here.

"What's going on over there?" Feng Shicheng and others' faces changed greatly, and they could not help exclaiming.

All of a sudden, brilliant, the field of a vast white, after a while, only heard a voice sounded.

"Old thing, have you taken it?"