Chapter 633: Slaying the Immortal with Eight Patterns

The voice fell, and two figures landed in front of everyone.

At this moment, everyone turned their attention, wanting to see who was so arrogant that even Gan Tao was ignored.

"It's you?"

Gan Tao frowned, swept his gaze, and recognized the identities of the two in an instant, and then said lightly: "Lin Youye, you are so brave, you dare to speak like this from the head of the sect, do you think you are in Zhongzhou? Does the city have the right to be arrogant in front of me after killing a few ants?"

Afterwards, Gan Tao stared at Jian Hongfei's face for a while. Even Lin Youye can be ignored, but Jian Hongfei has a special status as the future leader of Zhenwu Sect.

With such a status, he naturally didn't want to offend easily.

"I didn't expect you to get mixed up with Lin Youye, why, did Zhen Wuzong reconcile with Lin Youye?" Gan Tao said lightly.

"There is no need to reconcile, sooner or later I will go to Zhenwuzong in person." Lin Lang took a step forward and said, "It's you, if you don't leave, don't blame me for killing you now."

For some reason, a strange look appeared on the faces of the people around. Someone laughed and said: "I heard it right, he actually said that he wanted to kill Gan Tao, with his four-printed immortal cultivation base?"

Although Lin Youye once had the feat of killing more than 20 immortals in a row, in the eyes of most experts, although he is a difficult character, his own strength is far from reaching the level of challenging Bawen Immortals.

He escaped from Zhongzhou City only by relying on conspiracy and trickery.

"Kill me? A Siwen Immortal who hasn't even reached the Consummation Realm threatens to kill me? Who gave you the courage?" Gan Tao laughed out loud as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

After a while, Gan Tao's face turned cold.

"Forget it, my sect master will have fun with you today."

As soon as the words fell, Gan Tao stepped out. Every time he landed, a faint phantom of a wild goose appeared under his feet, which was very mysterious.

"Returning to the wild goose step." Everyone looked dignified. What Gan Tao used was the unique knowledge of the Rixiemen, the supernatural power of the fourth rank, and it is said that after Dacheng, he could race with the swan geese who had the blood of the divine beast.

Lin Lang's face remained unchanged, but at this moment his body swayed, and he disappeared in place, leaving only a phantom. Gan Tao punched directly, but it was the shadow left by Lin Lang that shattered.

"There are some means." Qian Tao was a little surprised, and he used the second level of Going Goose Step, his speed was doubled, and he directly intercepted Lin Lang.

"Do you still want to run? The game of cat and mouse is over." Gan Tao joked.

"I think it's just begun." Lin Lang said lightly, stepping on You Ye's movement, and punched the Golden Elephant Fist in his hand, smashing down the mighty fist, crushing the air, and powerfully smashing Huashan.

Gan Tao's face also showed a touch of solemnity. The strength Lin Lang displayed at this moment was enough for him to face up to, not much weaker than his strength.

"Blue Sky Style." Gan Tao let out a low voice, and waved his palms, leaving a green ripple, which turned the surrounding spiritual energy upside down, and the frenzy of spiritual power fell like a torrential rain.

Swinging both palms vigorously, dancing the universe.

Has unrivaled power.

boom!

Lin Lang took a few steps back, and used the Golden Elephant Fist again. When the second form of the Golden Elephant Fist was struck, it collided with Gan Tao's palms, and they were evenly divided, and no one could do anything to the other.

And when the third form of the Golden Elephant Fist fell, Gan Tao was directly sent flying, and he stabilized his figure only after a few hundred meters.

"I underestimated you." Gan Tao snorted coldly, and performed the blue sky pose again. There was a clear green sky in front of him, and there was no cloud in the sky. generally.

Behind him, a dry yellow river hangs down from the sky, and the corpses float in the river, exuding a ghostly aura, just like the Nine Netherworld.

The color of the smell changes.

"Blue Falling Yellow Spring!"

Gan Tao shouted loudly, Huangquan turned upside down, galloping and turbulent, like a winding dragon, sweeping Lin Lang inside.

Lin Lang didn't care, and it was still the Golden Elephant's fist, when a wild idol stepped forward from behind, and four giant feet like Optimus Prime fell down, shaking the ground.

It's just that only half of the golden idol is exposed, the front body is outside, but the hind limbs are missing, and there is no manifestation at all.

It's just a half shikigami.

With Lin Lang's current cultivation base, he can only perform the fourth and a half strokes of the Golden Elephant Fist, so this situation will occur. It is estimated that only when the four lines of the golden core are perfect, can it be possible to display the fourth form of the Golden Elephant Fist.

But even so, the power is not trivial.

The golden idol charged along with Lin Lang's fist, and directly tore a huge gap in the Yellow Spring. The spring water splashed everywhere, and the emerald green sky began to distort.

boom!

Huang Quan collapsed suddenly.

It turned into countless auras and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And Lin Lang was engulfed in the remaining power of the Golden Elephant Fist, and a punch was deeply imprinted on Gan Tao's chest, shattering twenty-four ribs in his body, and his internal organs were even shattered by the power of this punch.

Gan Tao flew upside down and knocked down a mountain peak.

"puff!"

Gan Tao is also worthy of the name of a high-level immortal. Even if his ribs are broken and his internal organs are shattered into pieces, as long as his heart and head are still there, he will not die in a short time.

When he sensed that Lin Lang was chasing him, he waved his hand and summoned a simple oil lamp, made of emerald jade, with a translucent string as the wick, and the lamp oil was blood-brown, emitting a dim light.

However, this oil lamp has some origins. It was made by a murderous man from Tianmo Ridge.

Make, seek magic jade as the lamp, and temper the bones of human beings as the wick.

The burning lamp oil is the essence and blood of immortals.

Even though the light of such a fierce lamp is very soft, the cold temperature emitted by the delicate and blood-colored lamp oil is creepy.

"Use my blood to practice the precious lamp."

Gan Tao slapped his chest fiercely, spit out a big mouthful of blood, the blood mist stained the oil lamp, which made the oil lamp shine brightly instantly, and in an instant, it emitted hundreds of feet of blood light.

And this time.

A dark seven-inch bone nail pierced through the blood in an instant, and was inserted directly into the oil lamp, breaking the wick. The oil lamp was dimmed and no longer a threat.

A brilliant sword light flashed.

Gan Tao's head fell to the ground and died unexpectedly.