boom!

A bolt of lightning went straight to Niu Xiaotian's shoulder.

Niu Xiaotian hurriedly turned around, and the demon-slaying sword emerged from his chest, blocking the electric light, and a large ball of dazzling light mist immediately bloomed.

"Immortal!"

Niu Xiaotian cursed, put a sneer on his lips, and strode towards the old man.

The thunder talisman was easily taken, and the old man's expression changed drastically. He quickly took out a piece of bamboo whistle and stuffed it into his mouth.

Usually, this kind of magic weapon will make strange noises and interfere with spiritual consciousness.

How could Niu Xiaotian let him succeed? His figure suddenly accelerated, like an arrow from a string, and he rushed over.

Bang bang bang!

Niu Xiaotian punched several times in succession, and the powerful palm wind immediately knocked the old man away more than ten meters.

Plop!

The old man fell into the sea water below, causing a splash.

"The old guy is not dead, but he fell badly." The white fox gloated.

"Destroy him and then talk!"

Niu Xiaotian lay on the railing and spat contemptuously.
Chapter completed!