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Qi Yunxiao's attack didn't cause the old man to retreat. On his left hand, his fingers curved like an eagle's talons, and a black aura coiled around his fingertips.

Before the fist and the claw had arrived, powerful energy fluctuations had already collided in the air. Immediately, the collision caused ripples to fly everywhere, and thunderous booms echoed in the air.

The counterforce from their fists pushed both of them back a step, neither of them gaining the upper hand.

Even though it was just a single punch, the duo had a rough idea of the strength of the other party. It was a fierce fight. The next moment, two figures jumped up and down, high and low. They had exchanged over a hundred moves in an instant.

The battle between two great masters was extremely powerful. The strong force behind the exchange of blows sent sand, rocks, and plants flying everywhere. It was like a volcanic eruption.

When they stopped, their faces were slightly red because of the surging blood energy. The hundreds of attacks just now were just a test, two tests, and the two of them had finally figured it out. A berserk aura emanated from their bodies. The three man in black on the side and the person who brought Qi Yunxiao out were all shocked. They knew that the real comet would touch Earth next.

"Go to hell, you little bastard."

The old man revealed a ferocious smile. Suddenly, he waved his hand and stabbed the cane in his hand. This walking stick was not an ordinary walking stick. It was the old man's weapon. Seeing that Qi Yunxiao was not easy to deal with, he decided to end the battle quickly.

A dazzling light burst out from the walking stick. An ice-cold, bone-chilling force surged out like a surging tide.

"Meteor Devil Rain Sword."

Innumerable sword energies exploded. One after another, sword energies shot out like shooting stars. Countless meteors brought along a storm of destruction as they shot toward their opponent.

Qi Yunxiao also instantly felt the shadow of death. The other party said that he would fight with his life on the line and that was something he did not expect, but of course, he would not surrender so easily. Suddenly, he took a deep breath as the Qi in his body started circulating rapidly, and countless shadows of fists started enveloping his body.

Among these shadows, one was black, full of the fluctuation of death, and the other was white, overflowing with powerful life. Life and death, these two completely different forces actually appeared in the same fist technique at the same time. It was truly inconceivable.

If he followed the rules, he would live; if he rebelled, he would die!

"Chi!" The white shadow of the fist merged with the black shadow. A deathly aura filled the entire space. The vast wilderness was like the battlefield of the Shura.

"Life and Death Fist!"

It was filled with the aura of death. Like the power of the Netherworld Udumbara Fist, it suddenly struck out, blotting out the sky and blotting out the earth. Then, it collided with the Meteor Sword Qi in the air.

Suddenly, the entire space began to boil. The colliding fist shadows and the Meteor Sword Qi emitted a dazzling light like fireworks. The dark space suddenly became extremely bright.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, Qi Yunxiao felt pain in his arm as if a small needle had pierced into his body. At the same time, a black mist rose from the pain.

Qi Yunxiao's face was ashen. He did not expect this old dog to be so despicable, to actually use a concealed weapon to ambush him. The inexperienced Qi Yunxiao did not check on him for a while and did as he was told.

"Hahaha, you little bastard, after taking this old man's Life Extinguishing Needle, even immortals can't save you. Just wait for your death."

As he spoke, the old man lifted the stick and hit the air with it, producing a sonic boom.

Qi Yunxiao's heart sank because he felt that his arm was getting heavier and heavier. Even his body was becoming sluggish. It took all of his strength to avoid the opponent's turn.

"Am I going to die here today?" Qi Yunxiao's brain became more and more dizzy. Twice, he couldn't dodge the old man's attack. He was hit heavily on the back by the walking stick and was sent flying with blood flowing out of his eyes.

"Little bastard, stop struggling at death's door. Hurry up and let this old man end his life. This way, you can reunite with your damned mother in the Underworld sooner."

Pfft!

Anxious, Qi Yunxiao felt a sweet taste in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He gave the old man a deep look, then leaped up and tried to escape.

"Trying to run? It's not that easy."

The old man was as fast as a shooting star, with each step he took, he was able to catch up to Qi Yunxiao whose body was gradually stiffening.

"Die!"

The old man raised his leg and smashed towards Qi Yunxiao's head with a vicious gaze. He could already see Qi Yunxiao's head exploding like a watermelon …

Clang!

With a burst of sparks, a two-palm thick saber was stabbed into the ground, blocking the path of the walking stick.

"Who is it!"

The old man was startled and angry at the same time. He did not expect that there were other people here. Suddenly, a black figure walked out from the darkness. This person was tall and burly, with a height of two meters. He looked like an iron tower, and was very frightening.

"Who are you?"

The old man was about to attack the meddler, but his expression suddenly changed. He realized that the old man was on the same level as him, a supreme expert, a grandmaster. The old man's face twitched nonstop. How could this once rare Grandmaster be like a cabbage tonight? Anyone who came out was a supreme expert.

"No matter who you are, you'd better not meddle." The old man's face was ashen as he threatened coldly.

"I'm not here to meddle in other people's business. I'm here to take your head."

Suddenly, killing intent appeared in the tall man's eyes. He rushed towards the old man like a tank. When he passed by the big blade, he waved his hand and the big and heavy steel blade landed in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the broadsword raised high above his head. The tall man stomped on the ground and leaped high into the air. Veins bulged out on his hands as he sank deep into the ground, the broadsword slashing downwards at him.

The light of the saber flashed as it cleaved down. The air was cut into two halves at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. A ten feet long saber light slashed down from the sky with the force of a thousand pounds.

The old man's pupils shrank as he revealed an expression of both anger and shock. He quickly raised his crutch to block the attack.

Clang!

Another burst of sparks flew out, and along with an ear-piercing explosion, the elder was blasted flying. He landed on the ground, continuously retreating five steps before stopping. However, his hands, which were still tucked inside his sleeves, were shaking nonstop.

"Meteor Devil Rain Sword!"