Young Master Phoenix Slayer has already summoned Medicine Master and Jiang Ziyan, so he must escape! Mad Saber Three Waves secretly said in his heart. Otherwise, when the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan come over, he will be finished.
So, Kuangdao Sanlang gritted his teeth and threw out his treasured saber, preparing to fly with his sword to escape, no longer hoping for Venerable White's 'disposable flying sword'... Although he still had some means, he could 100% provoke Venerable White. By. But those methods are too extreme. If you are not careful, you might be destroyed by Senior White. The price is too high to be worthwhile.
He just likes to die, he doesn't want to die!
What he wants is to work and not die!
Time is precious, Mad Saber Sanlang didn't even take off his Taoist robe, he pinched the seal, the treasured saber stopped steadily in the air, and Sanlang jumped onto the saber himself.
The flying swords, flying knives or various flying magic weapons of the monks all have their own invisible formations that ordinary people cannot see. Once you start flying with the sword and the sword, you will immediately enter the stealth mode.
After Kuangdao Sanlang jumped onto the sword, he bowed his hands to the cultivators present in a dashing salute: "Fellow Daoists, Lang has something to do, go ahead! Everyone will have an appointment later!"
Li was not to blame for many people, and before running away, he said goodbye to fellow daoists, and secretly asked fellow daoists to save face, and don't help the pharmacist to run after him.
After saying goodbye, Kuangdao Sanlang stepped on his foot: "The thirty-three hurricane escape method, hurricane escape!"
A cyan storm rolled up on Sanlang's knife, and the cyan storm was condensed and did not dissipate, just like a sports car slamming the accelerator, making a roaring sound. This is accumulating strength, and after waiting for a seal of Sanlang, the treasured sword can take him to escape from this place at a violent speed.
"Fellow Daoist Sanlang, please stay!" At this moment, Young Master Feng Slayer called out.
Phoenix Slayer again? An uneasy feeling floated in the heart of Kuangdao Sanlang - this guy told the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan, and told him to stop at this time
I really thought he was stupid, how could he stay at this time
Sanlang stepped on the treasured saber, riding up the escape light, and his figure swept to the sky.
The speed was extremely fast, and as soon as they flew together, they broke the sound barrier.
However, just as the Three Waves of Crazy Saber rose into the sky, suddenly, his body froze! Seems to be caught by something
Then, there was severe pain in his waist!
"Ah, my waist is about to break." Kuang Dao Sanlang gritted his teeth in pain. He looked down and found that a rope loop appeared on his waist at some point.
Now, because of the super-fast flying speed of his imperial sword, this rope loop tightened all of a sudden, making his waist into a small waist... He couldn't breathe.
Below, Young Master Phoenix Slayer shrugged: "That's why I said, let Daoist Sanlang stop you!"
"When? When did you put the noose on me, Shuifeng! Why didn't I notice it at all?" Mad Saber Sanlang floated in mid-air, with a burst of sword energy on his body, trying to cut off the rope loop.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, the light of wisdom reflected on the lenses: "Haha, it's very simple, because it's not the noose I gave you."
"Who is that?" When Kuang Dao Sanlang's saber qi slashed on the rope, it only cut off the skin of the rope, and he couldn't cut the rope at all, and he became more and more anxious.
"It's me." A very hermit-like man replied lightly.
The so-called small shadows are hidden in the wild, the middle ones are hidden in the city, and the big ones are hidden in the dynasty. The man in front of him is a real hermit, the kind who is not easy for you to discover no matter where he is.
It was him! No wonder, his magic weapon has the same 'hermit style' as he himself, so Sanlang was caught by the rope, and he didn't even notice it!
"Junior Drunken Day, why do you want to help Mie Feng catch me?" Mad Saber Three Waves shouted, he didn't offend Drunken layman recently, right
"Hehehe." The hermit man smiled gently: "Fellow Daoist Sanlang, you called me by the wrong name."
"Don't play this meme at this time, okay? The ghost can remember your name! Whether it's your eye-catching, the drunken day, or the drunken layman, hurry up and let me go. We have no grievances recently. , don't hurt each other." Kuangdao Sanlang hurriedly said.
time is life.
If it goes on like this, the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan will come over.
"I'm sorry, Daoist Sanlang. I used to owe Daoist Shuifeng a small favor... Now, he asked me to capture Daoist Sanlang. I thought about it, and it's not bad to give back that favor." The hermit man said. , raised three fingers: "However, I can give you three chances, Daoist Sanlang. Just like last time, guess three times. If you guess my name within three times, I will let you go."
Mad Saber Sanlang burst into tears: "Damn, it's you again, Phoenix Slayer! I haven't offended you recently, have I?"
Young Master Phoenix Slayer pushed his glasses: "Well, you didn't offend me."
"Why hurt each other then? Why is it too urgent to fry each other! The boat of friendship is very precious, don't overturn it!" Kuangdao Sanlang said.
Young Master Feng Slayer shrugged: "But I owed Brother Yao a favor before. Now Brother Yao asks me to keep you, so I will repay that favor."
Crazy Blade Three Waves: "..."
Humanity, humanity again!
In this society full of human feelings, Sanlang is desperate!
"Drunk King Lay, is it the Drunk King?" Kuangdao Sanlang had no choice but to put his hope in guessing the Taoist number—Damn, I must find out the drunk (?) Lay's Taoist number when I go back this time, and then recite it ten times a day!
"Wrong, guess again." The hermit man smiled slightly.
"Drunk Emperor, this time is always right, right? The drunken emperor!" Mad Saber said in a hurry, and flattered a little.
"Well, this Dao name is good. But unfortunately, it's still not." The hermit man continued to smile.
Kuangdao Sanlang gritted his teeth and said, "Duixian, this time must be right, right. The immortal in the wine, the drunken monk!"
From king to emperor, to immortal... If this is not right, Mad Saber Three Waves can only choose a dog. Time was running out, he didn't have time to think about it, he could only rely on blindness.
"Dui Xian? A very artistic Taoist name, worthy of being a Taoist friend of Sanlang." The hermit man grabbed the rope in his hand, suddenly his face turned pale, and he slammed: "But unfortunately, this layman is not called Zuixian!"
The rope was tightened again, and Sanlang's Xiaoman waist was suddenly tightened into a gourd waist.
"Don't strangle anymore, layman, don't strangle your son any more, you're going to die, you're going to die." Kuangdao Sanlang felt that his waist had been strangled, and it was very painful.
Moreover, he felt the eyes of gold stars.
At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: "I remembered, layman, your name is 'When is there in the bright moon'! When is there a layman in the bright moon!"
"Idiot, that's the net name of this layman!" The hermit man said angrily, Mad, drunk moon! I'm Drunk Moon Layman!
You obviously think of the drunken day, so why don't you guess the sun, the stars, and the moon all over the place! Three chances - Drunk Sun, Drunk Star, and Drunk Moon. Guess it over and over again, isn't it right
This guess is wrong, suffer the death of three waves!
Drunk Moon Layman tightened the rope again!
"Ah." Sanlang's gourd waist was strangled into a bee waist this time, which was terrifyingly sexy.
"Lay, don't strangle any more! Any more strangulation will kill people." Kuangdao Sanlang shouted.
"Early death and late death are all one-time deaths. It is better to die in the hands of Taoist pharmacists and Taoists Jiang Ziyan than to die in my hands!" Zuiyue lay sneered.
Finally, Mad Saber Three Waves couldn't even scream.
He felt a hallucination in front of his eyes - that was his life of wandering!
Is it the revolving light before death
Ah... My career has been full of regrets!
Song Shuhang looked up into the air, and the white-faced Mad Saber Sanlang was restrained by his waist. After thinking about it, he folded his palms and began to silently recite the "Ksitigarbha Crossing the Soul Sutra".
Beside him, the foreign monk also imitated his appearance, wearing a jasper cassock, and began to recite the "Ksitigarbha Sutra of Crossing the Soul".
Immediately after that, Master Tongxuan also clasped his hands together. Although he didn't make a sound, he was still reciting the scriptures.
Subsequently, the national first-class screenwriter Monk Swallowing Cloud also joined the ranks of chanting.
All four have the light of merit.
For a time, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds on the scene, and the golden light of merit illuminated the scene.
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I don't know how long it took, and Mad Saber Three Waves woke up again. The pain of his waist almost being strangled reminded him that he was still alive.
"Hahaha, I'm not dead yet." Mad Saber Three Waves laughed loudly, as long as he didn't die, it was victory!
"Fellow Daoist Sanlang, please make your smile a little less curved. If the curvature is too large, it won't be pretty." At this moment, Jiang Ziyan's cold voice came.
Mad Saber Sanlang's body froze, he looked down and found that Jiang Ziyan was squatting at his feet, using the rope provided by the 'drunk(?) layman' to tie his legs tightly.
Then the pharmacist was on top of his head and tied his arms behind his head, also tightly tied.
In this way, the three waves are tied into a '1' shape.
The pharmacist said, "That's about it."
Jiang Ziyan replied, "It's alright, and then dress him up to be festive, and he can be lifted into the air and hung up."
"Okay, it's almost time for the medicine to start. I have never used this medicine on a cultivator, and I don't know how effective it is. I'm looking forward to it." The pharmacist smiled at Mad Saber Three Waves. The current pharmacist is a real pharmacist. Warm man, with a particularly gentle smile.
But Sanlang felt a coolness rush to his forehead.
What medicine did the pharmacist feed him
hang up? Be festive? New drug
What did the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan, a man and a woman, want to do to him
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On the other side, Jiuyou World, Laisheng Mountain.
A total of six cave masters gathered together, each of these cave masters of the seventy-seven caves of 'Laisheng Mountain' has the strength of a sixth-grade true monarch.
"The Dragon Cave Lord hasn't appeared yet?"
"Wouldn't it have arrived in Huaxia already?"
"No, if it is already in Huaxia, at least let us know, right?"
"Forget it, we don't care about him. Even if he is the initiator of this plan, if the time is up and he doesn't appear, we will act according to the plan ourselves."
"Agree!"
"Agree!" (To be continued.) Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.