Sword comes

Chapter 356

The heavy rain was as rapid as drums beating on the battlefield, and the fighting on the mountain was brutal.

Especially when the woman wielding the sword suddenly reappeared after her death and walked out of the ruined temple unharmed.

Let the gentleman on the top of the mountain, Wang Qi, and the monster buried in the river look at each other, what kind of fairy family supernatural power is this? Is that stunning woman with excellent swordsmanship, a talisman puppet from a sect of Taoism, or an unknown Mohism mechanism? When did talismans and mechanism techniques become so good? so far

On the clearing in the mountains and forests that was razed to the ground by sword energy again and again, general Xu Qingzhou glanced at Xu Tong, the fairy master of Caomu Temple. If Xu Tong hadn't reminded him to be careful, he would have reached out and grabbed the inevitable magic weapon. Xu Tong asked him to get out of the way quickly, Xu Qingzhou's heart was also shaken, and he resolutely abandoned the magic weapon that was at his fingertips, and then escaped the sword master's sword control skill of the resurrected woman, otherwise at least one arm would have to be confessed it's here.

Xu Tong's heart was heavy, "This woman is definitely not an ordinary pure martial artist."

Xu Qingzhou took a closer look, except that the long sword on the ground was driven away, and then the sword energy struck in an instant, and the woman whose body was separated on the ground had disappeared out of thin air.

On a tree in the distance, the unscathed Sui You stood on the branch, holding a wishful heart.

On Sui's right side, she looked at Xu Qingzhou, who was wearing the golden black armor of a military strategist, and Xu Tong, the immortal master, who was twisting a golden talisman in her hand. The situation is imminent

Xu Qingzhou's mind faltered for a moment. After this woman "died once", her cultivation base and aura rose so obviously. It was clear that she seized the opportunity to break through the situation during the war and made up her mind to treat him and Xu Tong as a partner. Once the whetstone for sharpening martial arts is given to her in the seventh golden body, the famous sword "Daqiao" in her hand will lose its meaning.

Xu Qingzhou is a pure martial artist with a firm will and a long history of fighting. Even so, Xu Tong, as a Qi trainer, is the largest immortal sect in the Daquan Dynasty. Shun Shui, Xu Tong is not afraid of a pure martial artist at the top of the sixth realm, but facing an enemy who is very likely to break through the battlefield, and this enemy seems to be an unkillable existence, then he only needs to be defeated by her If the sword is successful, you can cut off your own head, how can Xu Tong not be frightened?

In the vast world, there are countless wonders, and there are thousands of magic weapons and spiritual weapons, but a Qi trainer has only one life.

Xu Qingzhou had sensed Xu Tong's timidity, and he didn't become angry and yelled at the god who had enjoyed a hundred years in Mirage City, nor did he panic. The man who came from the first-class general family in Daquan said calmly: " Kill her again, and if she comes back to life, you and I will avoid her."

Xu Tong gritted his teeth, and the golden talisman between his fingers was overflowing with precious light, "Then kill her again regardless of the cost."

Sui twitched the corner of his mouth.

She saw that Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong were just two bones under her feet on her way to heaven.

In another battlefield, Lu Baixiang also needed to take a breath. It was only because Sui Youyou helped attract Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong. He secretly held back and only waited for this moment to attack the martial arts masters and Qi trainers who were far more lethal. Far worse than promised, the two of Xu did their best, so only a blood groove was drawn on the ribs, and the wound was covered with one hand, and a dark green arrow specially made by the imperial court and covered with talisman patterns was pierced through the shoulder. He shook the blood dripping from the tip of the knife, but he didn't even look at the arrow, and he didn't free his hand to pull it out.

Including him, the four No. 1 in the Ouhua Blessed Land of all dynasties, before walking out of the picture scroll, each got a sentence, but they didn't know each other. As the co-owner of the four, Chen Pingan was kept in the dark.

Wei Xian was the first to walk out of the picture scroll, but he said the words at the gate of the broken temple quite late.

At that time, Lu Baixiang believed that Wei Xian would not deceive people about this kind of thing, and even more believed that it was not Chen Pingan who secretly instructed Wei Xian to lure the four to fight to the end.

It's just that Lu Baixiang doesn't want to die yet.

Zhu Lian wasn't dead yet, the vitality breath of the crooked old man in front of the ruined temple was the most lively, and it really was the madman Wu who was more powerful as he was injured.

Although Lu Baixiang has never heard of gold fine copper coins, he only knows that there are three kinds of fairy money in the world, including snowflakes, Xiaoshu and Guyu, but Lu Baixiang feels that his life is a "gold fine copper coin" "Comparable.

Anyway, the armor will be broken by a thousand soon, since the agreement will be completed soon, there is no need to worry, not to mention that it is too early for the other party to close the net and catch him as a big fish in this siege.

Regarding the matter of breaking the realm, Lu Baixiang may be the one with the least opinion among the four.

Sui Youyou is undoubtedly the one with the hottest heart, because she is the most ambitious, to fulfill the long-cherished wish of Ouhua Blessed Land, and to ascend with the sword.

The second mouthful of fresh pure zhenqi flows like a great river in Lu Baixiang's body. Although it is not as good as the previous peak state, it is enough to deal with another stick of incense.

At the foot of the mountain where the ruined temple is located, there is another Daquan frontier army climbing the mountain and strangling those rumored giants of the magic way.

Gao Shizhen's face was pale from the heavy rain, and finally he couldn't help the old housekeeper of the Duke's mansion beside him, so the latter helped him hold up a big umbrella over his head.

Gao Shizhen had just experienced a big surprise. First, there was a spies from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. The woman with the sword was beheaded by General Xu and Xu Xianshi. , the dead can no longer die.As a result, after a while, another scout came down the mountain to report, and the woman with the sword came back to life, and started the next fight with Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong. This time, the woman with the sword stared at the two and no longer targeted the border army soldier.

The desperate Daquan Shen Guogong suddenly turned his head and looked at the soldiers who were silently climbing the mountain in the heavy rain. Some of them had young faces, about the same age as his son Gao Shuyi, while some veterans who had fought many battles were no longer mature. No matter how young he is, he is Gao Shizhen.

About two quarters of an hour later, the heavy-hearted Gao Shizhen got another bad news.

The sword-bearing woman slashed Xu Qingzhou's back with a knife, and a golden-armored talisman puppet punched the head, and the sword pierced Xu Tong's heart. Xu Xianshi, who shouldn't have died on the spot, did everything he could. No matter how many miraculous medicines she administered, how many immortal spells to extend her life, she still died, her whole heart shriveled like ashes.After the woman with the sword died, her body disappeared again, and she walked out of the ruined temple for the second time, and had entered the seventh stage of martial arts, the golden body stage. General Xu had already retreated first, and left the mountain without authorization. Severely punish the Xu family of Mirage City.

Gao Shizhen said nothing.

Only the icy torrential downpour in the winter night is like God's endless thoughts in his sleep.

The old butler who has served the Duke's mansion for generations comforted him softly: "Master Wang, as long as Mr. Wang has not personally acted, it means that the final decision has not yet come, so don't be too pessimistic."

Gao Shizhen was expressionless.

On the mountain, although Lu Baixiang suffered a lot of injuries, except for the wound on his waist and the imperial arrow that pierced through his shoulder, his combat power was not affected much, and he still withstood waves of tide attacks.

Some of the fish that slipped through the net, Wei Xian, who was guarding the gate outside the ruined temple, had no difficulty in cleaning them up.

That pair of Xiyue Ganlujia is indeed the military Jiawan that makes Xu Qingzhou extremely jealous. You must know that Xu Qingzhou wears armor, which is the second-class Golden Crow Armor among the third-class military Jiawan. Its appearance is much higher than that of Ganlujia. .

In addition, Wei Xian was born in the army. The founding emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, who started from the bottom of the market, spent most of his life in the army and won the reputation of being the enemy of thousands of people in the history of the four kingdoms of Ouhua Blessed Land. After that, the so-called unparalleled warrior on the battlefield No matter how beautiful he was in the world, he would be "Wei Xian's second" when he died. Therefore, Wei Xian is more suitable for fighting in the chaos of the army than Lu Baixiang. Similar to the advantages of Confucian saints sitting in the academy.

This is not a talent that can be possessed by a martial artist at the top of the sixth realm. It may not be possible for a grandmaster of the eighth realm of travel and the ninth realm of the mountain peak.

Zhu Lian did not spare any strength in his attack, so he was seriously injured.

When Wei Xian was planning to switch positions with Zhu Lian, Zhu Lian rejected Wei Xian's kindness. Once Wu lunatic was in a desperate situation, his viciousness was so fierce that it was frightening.

Wei Xian still insisted on replacing Zhu Lian, more because he wanted to have a good show of "taking the head of the general from among the thousands of troops". This is what he is best at. Liu Cong, the prince of Daquan, died twice on the right side of the Sui Dynasty. Wei Xian felt that he could get a hearty charge that completely let go of his hands and feet, which was not a loss.Besides, the frontier inn guards the entrance, and the entrance of the temple on this mountain is still the same. Didn't he become a watchdog to guard the house?

However, Zhu Lian knocked back a Qi practitioner's spiritual weapon with one punch, and took advantage of the momentum to retreat. His old figure slipped all the way, and the bones of Zhu Lian's fists were already visible.

Before rushing forward again, Zhu Lian grinned and said softly to Wei Xian behind him: "I would like to remind you that you can live after death, and you spent Chen Pingan's money. I don't feel sorry for you. It depends on the mood of the four of us. But I advise you not to die easily. For the time being, I can’t explain the reason. It’s just such an intuition. Believe it or not, if you think it doesn’t matter, you can bypass these annoying flies who can cast spells and kill the prince Liu Cong , I won't stop you."

Wei Xian seemed unwilling to appreciate it, and asked, "Can you help me block the soldiers from entering the temple for a while?"

Zhu Lian's foot had already collapsed, and his body was like a thunderbolt. He changed his route several times and became entangled with the monks accompanying the army and the supporting soldiers.

Obviously, he, Zhu Lian, would not help with this.

Wei Xian hit a Daquan border soldier who was slashing at his face with a machete with a punch, and the man's chest armor was dented, and a robed man behind him flew away, and the corpse directly hit the soldier behind him to bleed from all seven orifices, and fell to the ground unconsciously. rise.

Wei Xian took the time to turn his head and look at Chen Pingan, "To capture the thief first, capture the king, I'll try it out"

Chen Pingan nodded in agreement.

Wei Xian took a deep breath and swept forward swiftly, only slightly bypassing the battlefield where Zhu Lian was.

Zhu Lian chuckled, "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will be at a disadvantage. It's rare to have the heart of a Bodhisattva, and it's a worldly way."

Chen Ping raised his head again and looked straight at the mountain.

In the ruined temple, Pei Qian was showing off her belongings to the lotus figure, and took out the treasure box.

For the first time, she was not wary of that stupid little lotus figure. Apart from Chen Pingan, Pei Qian was most at ease in this world.

It's just that the lotus little man is absent-minded, and often stands on tiptoe to look at Chen Pingan outside the door.

Pei Qian said with a smirk on his face, "Why, you don't have confidence in my father. You have broken an arm and you are blind. If it's not my father, who will lose? I'm a fool, my dad wouldn't lose to others in a fight"

The lotus little man looked at a loss. What was the relationship between the two? It has never been able to figure out what this bad-tempered dark girl is thinking.

Chen Ping'an's voice came to the ruined temple, "Copy books and practice calligraphy with branches."

Pei Qian, who was squatting on the ground, felt as if struck by lightning, and secretly slapped Lianhua on the head. He didn't dare to slap the little man on the head. He was afraid that five hundred characters would become a thousand. After getting up, he took a walking stick and wrote on the ground After reading the sage article, every time she wrote a word, the little guy jumped up and sank into the ground, then stuck his head out next to the word, giggling, Pei Qian rolled his eyes a lot, thinking how could there be such a thing in the world? Boring little thing, could it be a little idiot? Well, I'd better talk to Chen Ping'an later, sell it for money, and buy her a new book.

On the top of the mountain, the Buried River Water Demon is gearing up, eager to try, "Otherwise I'll go down and practice my hands"

Wang Qi hesitated.

The burly man glanced at the rain curtain, "In another quarter of an hour, the rain will be less, and even if you beg me, I won't bother to do it. Don't forget, I didn't kill you for you when I appeared here this time. It’s only necessary to help my master keep an eye on the situation here, and when the time comes, you only need to take off the raising sword gourd from Chen Pingan’s body, and then you can pat your ass and leave.”

Of course, he still needs to help his master find the treasure that can hide the secret.

As for how to find it.

There is a great mystery.

This secret matter, Wang Qi, a small and rebellious academic gentleman, has no right to know about it.

The strong man quietly shifted his gaze, and glanced at Lu Baixiang who was holding a narrow knife.

After Wang Qi thought about it carefully, he nodded and said, "It's fine to make a move, but don't show your real body, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Dafu Academy afterwards, and that mountain master is not easy to fool."

The brawny man sneered and said, "It's not that simple. Let's just say that I, the buried river water monster, was inspired by you to abandon evil and do good. I want to ask you and the Daquan court for a water god temple, so I am willing to do my best. Relying on meritorious service in exchange for an orthodox identity, why is it hard to explain?"

Wang Qi smiled wryly and said, "Emperor Liu Zhen may believe this seemingly reasonable wording, but the Academy Mountain Lord will never take it seriously. Well, just follow what I said, don't entangle Chen Ping'an with the real body of the monster race." Dou, you just need to force Chen Pingan to reveal a flaw."

Wang Qi paused, full of murderous intent, "I want him to die here."

The strong man curled his lips, "Okay, I hope you will do what you say, and you can kill Chen Pingan who is waiting for us to come to your door in one fell swoop. Don't be so talkative"

Speaking of this, the burly man laughed loudly, "I almost forgot, you scholars are the most powerful in our world, no respect or respect."

Wang Qi doesn't have the same knowledge as this barbarian monster.

The Buried River Water Demon didn't care if the ruined temple would notice the movement, and strode out, every step made the mountain tremble. Loud noise.

Wang Qi sighed softly, with worry on his face.

It is my generation to form a golden alchemist.

It's just that people are old and the pearl is yellow, and the grass and trees are prosperous and withered. A golden pill that has come through untold hardships also has dark times.

He, Wang Qi, has learned all he has, but he has not yet displayed his ambitions, how to die, especially Jindan Qi practitioners, are far more transparent about the limit of life and death than those muddle-headed ordinary people.

Counting the days and waiting to die, what a torment.

coming.

Under that towering mountain, Chen Ping'an was not deaf, so naturally he knew it clearly.

Holding the dead branch picked up at random in his left hand, he patted the Yangjian gourd with his right hand, and the 15th day of the first day was swept out of the gourd and disappeared.

With his right hand retracted into his sleeve, he twisted out a pagoda demon-suppressing talisman made of golden talisman paper and written by Zhong Kui himself with a small snow cone.

This rare piece of talisman paper was bestowed by the Daquan court on the day when Biyou Mansion was opened, and the Goddess of Buried River was granted one by the court of Daquan. It was the Fenglei paper with the pattern of dragon claws and seal characters among the three golden talisman papers presented to Chen Pingan by Zhong Kui.

Although Chen Pingan does not know the identity of the visitor for the time being.

But the world is such a coincidence, a demon-suppressing talisman written in Biyou Mansion happened to be used to suppress and kill a buried river water demon.

As for the 15th day, after Chen Ping sacrificed the pagoda-suppressing demon talisman, before he handed out a sword to those who came, he used it to block the rescue of Wang Qi, the gentleman on the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the gentleman Wang Qi sighed in his heart, it was really a single thought that separated the gods and demons.

I hope this siege goes well. After that, I will get the fairy formula that points directly to the Dao, and I will no longer care about the grievances of the world. I will devote myself to practice, and one day I will become the deputy head of the academy, and then I will make up for the great luck of the Daquan Dynasty. One or two is enough.

A young Taoist priest with a hibiscus crown on his head did not travel far away against the wind, but he shrunk his land to inches again and again. He soon left the border of the Daquan Dynasty and came to the south of the Northern Jin Dynasty. Quietly, it finally stopped on a mountain top and disappeared.

Under the ground, there is a hole in the sky. It seems to be a buried ancient road. The young Taoist priest walked thousands of miles away. There are many forks in this winding ancient underground road, but he did not choose a direction, and did not hesitate at all.

The eerie or magnificent underground visions along the way did not make the young Taoist stop for a moment.

Finally, they came to a dilapidated "mountain gate", the plaque was crooked, and half of it was broken, leaving only the words "Du Bie Gong".

When he stepped into it, a subtle sword energy suddenly rose and then disappeared.

There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, and the young Taoist walks slowly.

Flying Eagle Fort, Biyou Mansion, Huer Town.

Except for Jiuniang's inn, the other two places are not too important. To be precise, Flying Eagle Castle was once extremely important, but now it's a thing of the past, so he doesn't want to think about it.

Later, during his travels in Tongyezhou, he accidentally planted willows everywhere along the way. As for whether the willows will become shady in the end, the young Taoist actually didn't care at all.

The Fushi Sect and Taiping Mountain's two big monsters are the key to the plan of Tongyezhou that he abbots.

But when he discovered that there was a guy who didn't know his roots, who appeared on the "road" he walked over and over again,

Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, what about three times

Be cautious, don't be careless, and finally stay in your hometown with a real body that uses mountains as a pillow. The loss of soul is too serious, making it impossible to wake up for hundreds of years. How can some people open up territories and strive for hegemony to seek unimaginable fertile land for the descendants of their families?

He kept telling himself this in his heart.

At the end of the road of this abandoned palace, there is an old site similar to the ancient Suolongtai. There is a ragged, blood-stained white ape sitting cross-legged, with an unconcealable ferocious aura flowing majesticly. Every time the condensed sword evil spirit tried to float out of this huge stone platform, it would be struck by inexplicable snow-white lightning bolts without a trace.

It was the white ape carrying the sword in Taiping Mountain who had fled for his life here, but there is no such thing as "sword carrying" anymore.

The old ape asked hoarsely, "Why do you come here to look for me without being afraid that both of us will die here?"

The young Taoist priest walked to the edge of Suolongtai, did not climb up the stairs, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there is an old man in my hometown, who has already asserted to me that you are a lucky person, and you will not die."

The old ape asked, "What do you want to do?"

The old ape glanced at the appearance of this guy in Taoist robes and a hibiscus crown, which really made him look more and more depressing.

Back then on Mount Taiping, this person didn't know how to change his face. As a young man who had lost his memory, he was caught by a Taiping Mountain Golden Core cultivator. , before the women's crown Huang Ting, Taipingshan is the most hopeful genius of cultivation to enter the Jade Realm and break the embarrassing situation of being incomplete.

Even the Patriarch Hall of Taiping Mountain was shocked by the speed at which this person entered the Jindan and broke through the bottleneck of the Yuanying. malicious.

After successfully becoming a Nascent Soul at a young age, he has spared no effort to slay demons and eliminate demons on the road of cultivation, and he has an excellent reputation. One day, I don’t know whether he felt that the time was ripe, or he suddenly became enlightened. He found the white ape in the well prison and showed his That terrifying real identity, the white ape with the sword on his back who ordered Zhenshan to enshrine, deliberately let go of a big demon at the bottom of the well. It has been reduced to a state of dying years, its vitality is decaying and decayed, and it is even more bleak than the thousand-year-old old Yuanying. After that, the young Yuanying traveled down the mountain with the reason of "there is no unparalleled road", and finally met the shaman Cultivator Zong Jindan fought fiercely, the latter lost the chance of reincarnation, and attracted a clone of an ancient demon head to come into the world, the young Nascent Soul ended up with no bones left.

The jade tablet of Taiping Mountain Patriarch Hall is gone, and the heavy weapon that concealed the secret of heaven has been destroyed.

The most talented young Taoist priest in Taiping Mountain in the past, sat on the steps, turned his back to the white ape, smiled and said: "Zhong Kui, Huang Ting, must die. Especially Zhong Kui, he is not dead, not just a Confucianist." In the future, it is as simple as having one more high school priest to sacrifice wine. After the war, people are devastated, and it is natural for ghosts and ghosts to run rampant in the world. There is an old guy in our hometown who is just good at this. If Confucianism has Zhong Kui, when the time comes Maybe in our camp, so many of you may have died."

He raised his arm high, stretched out three fingers, and emphasized his tone, "at least"

Then the young Taoist stretched out his remaining bent fingers, "Actually, there are so many, just now I was afraid to scare you."

The white ape scoffed, naturally he didn't believe it.

Five selves, that is, five twelfth-level sword cultivators

Zhong Kui, who was killed by it with three moves, has this ability

The young Taoist patted his knees lightly with both hands, "Now that you are hiding as a mouse, at least there is still hope. The Fushi Sect made my plan fail, and deserves to be chased to the sea. Its luck is not as good as yours, even if it enters Hai, it is still impossible to escape death. Now let's see who can pick up this big leak from the two guys who are rushing away. However, with a cultivation base of the twelfth realm, a dying blow may bring someone to be buried with him. I will return After arriving in his hometown, he doesn't care too much about his descendants."

Bai Yuan frowned and said, "I can't even find that Confucian sage who sits in the sky of Tongyezhou. Isn't it even more difficult to find you? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

One of the 72 saints of the Confucian Temple, even if his duty is to supervise the movement of the territory of Tongyezhou, in his eyes, it is just a little bit of sparks in the world, densely packed, all of which are the reflections of Qi trainers, martial arts masters, and emperors and generals in the world. But during the battle of Taiping Mountain, the saint could only see two slightly larger fireflies that exploded, and then he used his magical powers, and his sight fell on Taiping Mountain.

It is extremely difficult for a god to watch mountains and rivers.

Especially when it comes to countries, and between continents, there are invisible natural barriers.

On the top of Mount Sui, the old scholar likes his closed-door disciples so much, it's just a trick.

Unless there is something refined that is carried by the person who wants to pay attention, it will be much easier to say the two.

But if that person has something to hide the secret, it will be as difficult as reaching the sky.

The young Taoist clasped the back of his head with his hands, lay back and leaned against the steps, "In order not to let the Taiping Mountain search for the lotus crown of the Patriarch Hall on my head, I took the initiative to destroy its appearance. 60 years, it is still possible. Now the Confucian saint who has been in the sky for years and years, came to the world early, but it is hard to say. The saint who accompanied the Confucian Temple, if you look for it, you will definitely find me. Tong Ye The three-headed monster in Zhou, Fox Town, Fuqi Sect, Taiping Mountain, you white ape with a sword on your back. There must be a mastermind behind the scenes. Before I find me, I have to do something more. There's been a lot of deviation, so I'm going to disgust them again anyway. For example, kill Chen Pingan, kill Huang Ting, etc., don't worry, it depends on the situation."

The white ape was silent.

These conspiracies are really not what it is good at.

The young Taoist smiled and said: "Only when I'm found out can I retain a slight chance of winning. Of course, I can't let them find it too easily, or the Confucianists will suspect it. I must let the Confucian saint find it harder, so that the clothes will be seamless. They peeled off the cocoon little by little, the young man named Chen Ping'an, or the death of Huang Ting later, was the thread. Otherwise, I ran back to my hometown in desperation, and I was really defeated. After returning there, I will suffer Eat it, maybe I will be expelled to that mountain range, fend for myself, and then be a hard labor for that blind man, when I think about this, I feel a little worried."

When Bai Yuan thought of the ancient rumor in the wild world, he was also a little horrified.

The young Taoist clicked his tongue and said, "It's true that I miss my hometown. Here, hands and feet are too restrained. It is very hard to not only guard against the Confucian saints who patrol above their heads, but also to be afraid of the godly Taoist master. If Without the latter, my layout in Tongyezhou would actually be much easier. I don’t need to deliberately bypass him. Huang Ting is lucky. With my lesson from the past, our grumpy patriarch was thrown into the Taoist temple Go, if possible, I really want to see that stinky bull nose."

His words came to an abrupt end.

On the other side of the ruined temple, Pei Qian suddenly covered his eyes and rolled all over the ground. Between his fingers, there seemed to be sunlight and moonlight bursting out.

A moment later, a tall old Taoist appeared near Suolongtai in the underground palace, and said with a sneer, "Oh!"

On the sea to the west of Tongye Island.

A big monster that appeared thousands of feet away, set off huge waves and fled crazily.

There are several figures walking behind the wind.

In the sea, there was a sword repairer, feeling irritable.

He didn't want to be that shit protector for anyone, but deep down in his heart, he was a little worried that the chaos in Tongyezhou would bring disaster to that young man who Xiao Qi had given him all hope.

I really don't want to show up in the world, so I relax on the sea with my sword.

Wandering around.

Coincidentally, the sword cultivator's name is Zuo Zuo.

I saw the injured big monster who had changed his escape route wisely.

But he was in a bad mood, so he handed over the sword.

A sword beheaded him.