Chapter 282

Li Xiaofan pinched his sword and smiled coldly.

"Grotto ghost, up to now, what else do you have to say?"

The grotto ghost suddenly raised his head and looked ferociously at Li Xiaofan, as if he had made some major decision and clenched his teeth.

"Li Xiaofan, you underestimate the master of Tongshen."

"You forced me to do all this. Soon, I will wash my shame with your blood!"

"Witchcraft change!"

With his roar, the grotto ghost's originally thin body was pulled higher and higher, and his body made a crackling sound of fried beans.

But in the blink of an eye, the cave ghost rose from a little old man less than one meter seven to one meter eight in an instant.

Moreover, the appearance has also changed. The skin is delicate. It turns out to be a beautiful man in his forties. His eyes are like a black vortex, a black shawl, long hair and no wind.

It was like a demon coming down to earth. An inexplicable ferocity shrouded the whole hall.

Obviously, this is the true face of cave ghosts.

Great uncle was shocked when he saw this scene.

He thinks he knows a lot about grotto ghosts, but today it seems that his understanding of him is only superficial, just superficial.

The elder next to him came over again and asked.

"Great uncle, what do you think of this?"

Uncle Tai leaned on the back of the chair and resumed the previous look of Zhizhu in his hand, saying faintly.

"After World War I today, the master of the Shi family has gained fame and prestige. He can catch up with the top experts in China. He can't compete with the crouching beast dragon Tiangang."

"As for this boy, if he can survive a cup of tea, even if his ancestors bless him."

The grotto ghost said sadly.

"Li Xiaofan, the space here is too small. Dare you compete with me on the big river outside."

"Why don't you dare!" Li Xiaofan said faintly.

The ghost of the grottoes swayed and swept out, and a black wind rolled up on the ground.

Li Xiaofan's step was a distance of more than ten meters. In an instant, he flew out of the hall and left a residual shadow in place.

Outside, at the foot of the mountain, the river gushed and the angry waves rolled.

The ghost body of the grottoes was suspended about one meter above the river. The Qi under his feet hit the river, concave down, and the surging waves rolled around.

Under the night wind, grotto ghosts have long hair flying like demons.

Li Xiaofan stepped on the water, just like a swallow, skillfully crossed the water and suspended on the water more than ten meters away from the cave ghost.

In the confrontation between the two sides, the tension is imminent, just like the bow string pulled in, which may break at any time.

The grotto ghost said ferociously.

"Li Xiaofan, you're still the first one to push me to this step. Therefore, you don't complain if you die under my hand!"

On the water, his power was three points more powerful than usual.

"Dark dark power."

After that, the grotto ghost held his hands in vain. Suddenly, the water vapor around him seemed to be taken away by him out of thin air and condensed into a huge black ball in his arms.

Then, I saw the billowing black waves surging towards Li Xiaofan. Such a powerful impact is enough to break down even a reinforced concrete building.

"Xuantian sword!"

"The third sword, do not use the hidden dragon!"

When the sword was cut out, it turned into a long dragon and roared on the river. In an instant, it rushed away the rolling black waves, and the rolling waves roared past Li Xiaofan's sides.

The ghost in the grottoes saw the fierce coming of the sword dragon, his eyes coagulated and his hands recovered.

The black Qi condensed in front of his chest and formed a black skeleton. He opened his mouth and swallowed Li Xiaofan's sword Qi dragon in one bite, crunching and chewing.

"Li Xiaofan, you let me down..."

However, as soon as he finished his words, he suddenly frowned, seemed to be aware of some potential danger, and his body quickly retreated.

But it was late. With a bang, the black skeleton that swallowed the sword gas suddenly exploded. The violent shock wave shrouded the cave ghost in an instant.

Even though the grotto ghost has escaped more than ten meters from the river, it is still in a particularly embarrassed state.

The shawl and long hair became messy, and the robes on the body were also wisps of wisps, soaked by the river water and tightly attached to the body

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Then they came and went again and fought for several rounds. Although the cave ghost can barely deal with it, it can be seen that his successor is weak and can't last long.

Li Xiaofan stepped on the river and walked over step by step, pinching his sword.

"Chopping!"

The Xuantian sword fell down again and cut at the cave ghost with the momentum of lightning.

The sharp sword Qi splits the river water, and the river water rolls to both sides, exposing the sediment under the riverbed.

Feel the powerful sword power emanating from the Xuantian sword, and the grotto ghost turns pale in horror. The black dark strength quickly turned into a pair of wings behind and escaped dozens of meters in an instant. Where he had stood, a big hole was cut, the water was cut off with a sword, and the sediment in the riverbed rolled, which could not be healed for a long time. If this sword is cut on him, he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die. "Li Xiaofan, the mysterious young master in Haidong, is coming soon. At that time, you will die without a place to bury!" Li Xiaofan looked indifferent and stretched out his hand. "Beheading!" the Xuantian sword fell again, and the cave ghost continued to run on the river, just like a lost dog with its tail in its hands. Xuantian sword didn't hit him several times, but it was getting closer and closer to him. If this situation continues, he will soon be cut under the sword. "Li Xiaofan, you and I have no grievances, don't kill them all!" Li Xiaofan sneered. "You first sent someone to threaten me, and today you set up this killing game. If I don't kill you, will you make a comeback in the future?" he said, stretching out his hand and pointing away. The Xuantian sword fell, and the river water was stirred to roll on both sides again, exposing the sediment at the bottom of the river. This time, the grotto ghost was unavoidable. At the critical moment, he roared, and the black light bloomed all over him, forming a protective light shield. Many mysterious runes are engraved on the surface of the mask, just like poisonous insects, crawling constantly. But this simply could not stop the Xuantian sword. The long sword was like cutting tofu with a knife, and split the other party's protective cover in an instant. Then, the sharp sword suddenly passed through the body of the cave ghost. At that moment, the cave ghost felt that his body and soul were divided into two parts, and his internal organs and bones were cut to pieces by this sword. Then, as soon as Li Xiaofan caught the void, he caught the cave ghost, threw himself around and returned to the Shijia hall again. At this time, the great uncle was trembling with fear, and his eyes were full of shock and fear. He didn't return to his former appearance. Not only he, but also Lin Xudong was scared out of his wits and turned pale. Just now, he saw the scene of the two fighting on the river. Although the water vapor is diffuse, I can't see very clearly. But the scene of Li Xiaofan holding Xuantian sword to kill cave ghosts was deeply imprinted in their minds. Bai Ling never thought that his classmate was a hidden master. Her eyes are very complex, with remorse, chagrin, unwillingness and jealousy. Just suddenly, she remembered that Li Xiaofan had just said that he was the young master of Haidong. If this is true, I will lose a lot! At the thought of this, Bai Ling's intestines would regret green, and his heart was bitter.