The peaceful life in the fantasy world is a mirror flower, but the bricks and tiles in this city are not. The spirit beads fell, and the illusion was shattered. Xie Xuanyang and Qing Xiao, who were already in their eyes, only saw the air vibrate for a moment and then returned to calm.
"It's over." Xie Xuanyang sighed softly, raised his hand and was about to take out the spirit bead in his eyes, when he saw a green vine suddenly emerge from Shizhiquan's eyes, stabbing him like a sharp sword.
Xie Xuanyang's expression turned positive, and the hand that reached out to Lingzhu turned instantly, but instead grabbed Qingteng. The strength of the ivy was so great that even the veins on the back of the hand that Xie Xuanyang was pulling with it burst out. There were countless barbs on the vine, which pierced into his skin and turned his hand into blood in a short while. .
At the same time, another black shadow suddenly rushed over. The black shadow was short and fast, so fast that it was almost invisible, but how many swords in the world could surpass Qingxiao? I saw Qing Xiao's expression still, and suddenly shot, I saw the sword light leap like a flickering flicker, and suddenly disappear again. Looking at it again, the black shadow has been jumped by the sword light, and it has changed direction and inserted into the side wall obliquely.
This is a judge's pen. This judge pen has a peculiar shape. Although the pen is straight, it is like a branch. There are jade crystals and copper sculptures and green vines coiled up to the edge of the pen.
Qing Xiao glanced lightly and said, "The ink is clear."
"Qingxiao Daojun has good eyesight!" With this loud voice, someone touched his hand.
The man was dressed in ink, with branches and leaves embroidered between the cuffs of his shirt, and his black hair was half scattered with a purple silk scarf tied in a bun. He hooked his lips lightly, his eyes under his long eyebrows were like thick ink that could not be melted, and he had a refined temperament. If the white shirt inside was not soaked with dry blood, anyone who looked at him would think he was a weak white face. Scholar.
It's a pity that this scholar is more vicious than anyone else, so vicious that he can easily kill the family, no one knows what terrible thoughts are hidden under his gentle smiling face.
He smiled and retracted the fingers of his right hand in the air, and the judge's pen, which was deeply slanted into the wall, fluttered back to his hand with a few tremors. The fingertips moved slightly, and the judge's pen was coiled between his fingers a few times, drawing A few dazzling brush strokes. He said, "I heard the name of Daojun earlier, but now it looks like a beautiful jade and a dignified appearance."
He said compliments, but the meaning of the words was not like that. Although Qing Xiao looks handsome, he is so powerful that no one dares to judge his appearance. For Qing Xiao, this kind of compliment on his appearance was obviously ignoring his strength and describing him as a person who became famous for his appearance.
No cultivator likes this kind of compliment, especially the sword cultivator who respects the highness of kendo, it is an insult to them.
Qing Xiao wasn't annoyed either, he looked at it lightly, dismissing such insulting words as nothing. His sword is already in his hand, and the tip of the sword is slightly drooping. As long as there is another change, he will use his sword to attack the man.
On the contrary, Xie Xuanyang sneered and said, "Hua Wenyu, you are so articulate."
The visitor was Hua Wenyu, who Xie Xuanyang wanted to teach a lesson. I saw Xie Xuanyang wield the sword with one hand, and the rainbow light smashed the ivy that was entangled in him in a flash. There was slightly poisonous juice in the barb of the ivy, which made the wound on Xie Xuanyang's hand unable to heal. But Xie Xuanyang didn't care about this either, and the blood dripped from his hand and seeped into the ground.
He said, "What? I didn't give you enough gifts?"
The smile on Hua Wenyu's face got bigger, "Enough is enough, your gift is a gift I've never seen before." Although he was smiling, he looked at Xie Xuanyang as if he was poisoned, " I will never forget the prison gift you gave me in my life."
Xie Xuanyang also laughed, but Shen Guang said coldly, "How can this be considered a gift? Unfortunately, there is not enough time. If you wait a little longer, you may still receive a prison sentence. This is a great gift. After all, the people here are I like to interrogate people who use poison, if you can’t hold back and escape from their hands, it will be more fun.”
To escape from the Northwest Prison in the illusion, Hua Wenyu had no choice but to use poison. But Chang'an City was destroyed by poisoning at the beginning. Once Hua Wenyu used the poison, Li Yishan, the leader of the illusion, would surely urge the entire illusion to hunt down Hua Wenyu, forcing him to be worse than death.
Although the elders of Hua Wenyu's family have a good relationship with Li Yishan, Li Yishan in this illusion does not recognize him, and will never show mercy when he starts.
Hua Wenyu also thought of this, her face changed and changed suddenly, she couldn't hold back a fake smile, she gritted her teeth and said, "Xie Xuanyang, you are ruthless. You and I are bamboo horses, you actually want to push me into the fire pit. Go, there is really no mercy."
Although Li Yishan looks at his neighbors on weekdays, he is also a Demon Venerable who has killed countless people. How can the criminal pursuit and killing of his subordinates be ordinary? He is the leader in the illusion again. Once Hua Wenyu angers him, it is impossible for him to end well, and maybe he will go directly to see the king of hell.
Xie Xuanyang sneered sarcastically, "Sentiment? Are you talking about wanting to kill the other party?"
He suddenly swung his sword backhand, and countless ivy shattered under a few sword flowers. These ivy came around silently while they were talking, and some of the ivy entangled in the spring's eyes were about to take away the spiritual beads in their eyes. Some other rattans were entangled like sharp knives and stabbed Xie Xuanyang from behind. I saw Xie Xuanyang pick up the tip of his sword, and the spiritual beads on the spring's eyes flew up, and countless ivy rushed up, but they were cut off by Xie Xuanyang with a few swords at the moment of jumping up.
Qingteng failed, Hua Wenyu jumped up, but just as he was about to touch the Lingzhu, a sword light rushed towards him. If Hua Wenyu hadn't stopped in time, one of his arms would have been cut off. Hua Wenyu stepped back in a hurry, but Qing Xiao's sword was already in front of him, Hua Wenyu's pupils shrank in shock, he actually misestimated Qing Xiao's sword speed.
At the critical moment, a green vine suddenly entered from the oblique side. Qing Xiao's sword was fast and sharp, even the demon vine couldn't stop his sword, but the ivy broke in an instant. Although Qingteng was broken, Hua Wenyu had also stepped back several feet, dodging the blade that came from the sky.
Only then did Hua Wenyu really face Qing Xiao. He originally thought that Qing Xiao was just one of the thousands of monks under the Nine Heavens, and that Rao was regarded as the number one person by countless swordsmen in the Xiu Xian world. He and Xie Xuanyang were born with countless talents, and even the most ordinary ones have already stepped through the void. He didn't need to do much for Shang Qingxiao at all.
Hua Wenyu's eyes sank slightly, the judge's pen was slanted in his hand, and he said sternly, "What a good swordsman. Daojun Qingxiao, I really can't keep you."
Qing Xiao and the others have a promising future. After ascending in kendo, they will be personally guided by Immortal Zixu, and he will be an Immortal Monarch in the future. This fellow Xie Xuanyang is already difficult to deal with, so he can't have another helper like Qing Xiao beside him!
Hua Wenyu turned over to reveal a blank scroll, and suddenly threw it towards Xie Xuanyang. This scroll unfolded itself in the air, and wrapped around the ivy that forced Xie Xuanyang aside and couldn't get close to Qingxiao. Suddenly, countless ivy swelled and exploded, and when the smoke cleared, two people came out.
One of them was the doctor Weisheng they had met in Xuanzhengzong. He smiled and waved to Xie Xuanyang, and said, "Master Xuanyang, it's been a long time."
Xie Xuanyang was obviously not in his good mood, and was disgusted by his intimate tone, his brows trembled and he couldn't help showing a look of disgust. He scolded lightly, "A puppet was called out! Hua Wenyu, are you still a cultivator? Shameless!"
Hua Wenyu snorted and said, "Let's talk about it after you beat my puppet." With that, he waved to Qing Xiao with the judge's pen, and began to fight with him.
Seeing that Xie Xuanyang didn't put him in his eyes, he didn't say, "Hey, Young Master Xuanyang, this is not right. I can be considered a part of Hua Wenyu, and now your meridians are sealed, if you underestimate the enemy, say Probably dead."
Xie Xuanyang said coldly, "There is no need for spiritual power to deal with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, his sword energy was already out, and the sword light flashed like a dragon leaping, shocking the rainbow, and cutting off the half-shoulder that was not born in the blink of an eye. Weisheng groaned with a pale face, and reluctantly applied the wound medicine to the wound with his intact arm. He was originally the half body of Hua Wenyu, which had been transformed into green vines, and his recovery speed was much faster than that of ordinary people. With the addition of top-quality wound medicine, he recovered in a short time, but his complexion could not return to rosy so quickly.
"Let you stop provoking Xuanyang-Jun." said another person who was called out at the same time as Weisheng. Just now, Xie Xuanyang's sword instinct could directly take away the unborn life, but because he was not born at the last moment when the sword fell, he was pulled by this person, and only half of his body was injured. He said, "Xuanyang-Jun's sword qi has no spiritual power and is very fierce. Are you a medical cultivator catching up to seek death?"
Weisheng sighed and said a little aggrieved, "There's no way. Zuo Shi, you are a sullen gourd again. If I don't speak again, Master Xuanyang won't be suffocated to death?"
The man raised his brows when he heard the words, and suddenly squeezed his hand on Weisheng's shoulder for a moment, and squeezed Weisheng so much that he exclaimed in pain, "Take it lightly! It's still hurting from the injury just now!"
"If it hurts, go to the side, don't get in the way." Zuo Envoy said, his right hand was empty, and a long, bright red spear gradually appeared in his hand, he stared at Xie Xuanyang's eyes, and said, "Linglong Pavilion left Envoy Wenchuan, please enlighten me."
Xie Xuanyang looked at the long and spear in his hand, and said, "Hua Wenyu's half body uses a spear?"
The Zuo Envoy threw out the spear, and the heavy gun barrel swiped in the air, making a few "huhu" sounds. He pointed the gun at Xie Xuanyang, and said, "I heard that Xuanyang Jun and Mozun's marksmanship contest since childhood, Wen Chuan came to ask for advice."
Xie Xuanyang smiled coldly and said, "Come on then."
Seeing the two fighting, Wei Sheng stood up for a few breaths, suddenly took a few steps back, and walked to one side quietly. A light and gentle shimmer.
Just as Weisheng was about to pick it up, he saw a person descend from the sky, "Bang—" and smashed Weisheng straight, and just happened to smash the Lingzhu out again.
"Oops!" Mo Lingyan was thrown out of the spirit beast bag by his master suddenly, and as soon as he got out, he bumped into Weisheng and turned on his back. Gululu rolled on the ground for several laps before stopping. He bumped his head against a hard object again, covered his head and rolled up in pain, gritted his teeth and said, "What is it? It hurts so much!"
Mo Lingyan was thrown into the spirit beast bag by his master, not to mention, and he was inexplicably filled with spiritual energy. He almost didn't die, but he finally felt more comfortable. buzzing. Mo Lingyan felt tears in the corners of her eyes, thinking to herself, there is probably no one more unlucky than him in the world.
He looked up, and the second hit on his head turned out to be a shimmering bead that looked like a baby. The bead was so hard that it smashed Mo Lingyan's head into blood, and there was no damage at all.
Mo Lingyan looked at it, that anger, he even saw his blood on the beads!
He was so angry that he said, "Falling you to death!" As he grabbed the bead, he slammed it to the ground and stepped on it several times.
When Weisheng looked at it, he immediately stared and shouted, "No!"
He saw that the bead turned into water the moment Mo Lingyan held it in his hand, and disappeared completely in his hand within a few breaths, as if it had penetrated into Mo Lingyan's skin.
Mo Lingyan stared at his hand in astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost. He felt that his stomach, which was finally comfortable, was making a gurgling sound, and there was still some pain. He thought that something was wrong, he quickly looked left and right to find Xie Xuanyang, and shouted in horror, "Xuanyang! I have a bad stomach!"
Xie Xuanyang stabbed the left envoy with a sword, and the sword light flashed in the blink of an eye, but he left several sword wounds on the left envoy, forcing him to retreat. He let out a long sigh and replied, "Don't panic, that's a good thing."
Mo Lingyan let out a sigh, and turned around to see Hua Wenyu, who was still fighting with Qing Xiao, staring at him with a black face. He gritted his teeth and said, "You! Spit it out!"
Mo Lingyan also wanted to spit out the bead that was inexplicable to him, but he didn't know how to spit it out, and he didn't even know how the thing melted into his body.
Hua Wenyu has completely determined that Qing Xiao is a master of swordsmanship, and he must not be distracted in the duel, but he was distracted by Mo Lingyan, and Qing Xiao seized the opportunity. Sword out. Just listening to the sound of the sharp blade breaking, a very long sword wound was added to Hua Wenyu's body.
Seeing this, Hua Wenyu was not good. As soon as she gritted her teeth, she suddenly disappeared and flashed eight feet out of nowhere. He clutched the wound, coughed up blood, and stared fiercely at Qing Xiao, Xie Xuanyang, and Mo Lingyan. Zuo Envoy and Weisheng saw Hua Wenyu retreating, and the two of them didn't delay, they hurriedly retreated to Hua Wenyu's side and protected him behind them.
Xie Xuanyang said, "Why do you want that Lingzhu?"
Hua Wenyu sneered, "What's the matter with you?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "Of course it has something to do with me, this is my family's thing."
Hua Wenyu said, "It's not yours now, it has entered someone else's body."
Xie Xuanyang glanced at Mo Lingyan, who was still on the sidelines of unknown reasons, and said, "His Qingxiao's apprentice is naturally not someone else. Since it belongs to Lingyan now, why don't you say it?"
Hua Wenyu sneered and said, "If I say it, will you help me? Stop joking, Xie Xuanyang, do you think I will be deceived by you like these people? You think I don't know that once I say it, it will enter yours. Calculated?"
When Mo Lingyan heard someone say Xie Xuanyang, he immediately frowned and retorted, "Xuanyang doesn't count people!"
"Haha, do you think he doesn't know how to calculate?" Hua Wenyu almost broke out of laughter when he said this, he said, "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard. Do you know? Even his feelings are calculated. come."
The author has something to say: I finished updating orz today, sorry