The two hundred and five in the carriage, Yan Zhengming could crush him to death with a single finger. As for the two Yuan thugs who were not guaranteed in the evening, although they seemed to be able to fill the scene, they were actually nothing to worry about.
At first glance, the two of them are a pair of ages. If they are in cultivation, if their cultivation can keep up with their age, as long as they do not have special hobbies, they usually keep their appearances in youth or in their prime, such as Gu Daozhu and Beimingjun, but show Those who are old and degenerate are those who have reached their longevity, but their cultivation has not been able to go further. For example, Bai Ji, the master of the Westward Palace, generally speaking, these people have been stuck in the same realm for too long, and they have never been able to reach that path. Threshold, most of the collar is like that.
Furthermore, the so-called "cultivator of the Yuan Dynasty" only refers to the realm. There are a thousand roads and a thousand paths. Different paths lead to the same goal. There are also many types of realms. A cultivator with a dan burner on the stove, even if he earns three yuan in the future, Yan Zhengming can beat him to the ground.
This is also the reason why everyone is reluctant to trouble Jianxiu—they were born to fight from the day they entered the Dao.
Fortunately, Yan Zhengming is not a swordsman in the general sense. Before he became a swordsman, he first got used to being a young master. After he became a swordsman, he was chased and put on the shelves to be the head. Right now, he doesn't want to find some meaningless things. The troubles of the sect, and Cheng Qian, both inside and outside the sect, made him a mess, and he really didn't want to be entangled with these pigs and dogs.
Although these people in front of them don't have much to care about, but seeing that the dude can ride on the carriage, and he is so trashy, there are still people who are shouting and hugging, and even the ones who can summon Yuan thugs. The dog looks at the owner. Because of this shit, it is not very cost-effective to recruit another creditor to the troubled Fuyao Villa.
It's a pity that things backfired. I didn't read the almanac when I went out that day, and I met a half-assed person with two or five eyes.
As soon as the strange flag in the dandy's hand was shot, it was immediately out of the control of the original owner, and the wind and rain swept across the spot, instantly suppressing the atmosphere of everyone around him, revealing a faint trace of ancient and heavy contempt.
Li Yun couldn't care less about dodging, his eyes lit up first, and he said happily when he saw the hunting heart: "Heaven, this is the legendary 'True Dragon Banner'?"
No one asked him, Li Yun continued chattering and said: "This is an ancient relic, older than the third brother's dead sword. It contains the power of ancient dragons, true dragons! The dragon roars in the ocean, but the sun, moon, and stars will shake three times.
Yan Zhengming made his brain hurt when he talked, and he shouted coldly, "Shut up!"
Said, he threw the puddle bird to Li Yun's side, turned to the two old men and said, "This is not what we are looking for."
The two elders looked at each other and were very helpless. One had to go to pull the dude on the carriage, and the other made peace with Yan Zhengming, persuading him, "Fellow Daoist Haihan, our young master is a single seedling, young and suffering. I can't help being a little arrogant, er, if this bird is really valuable, the price can actually be negotiated."
The first half of the sentence sounded like human words, but the second half of the sentence made Sect Master Yan furious on the spot.
I think when he was young, he was also rich and wealthy and spent money like water. Later, the Yan family was defeated, and the sect could not return. He has experienced a hard time of lack of gold and silver, and even now he is incarnated in the black market. " "Making Money, Young Master", Yan Zhengming's feelings for the word "rich and noble" are very complicated.
To put it simply, it means putting on a show by yourself, but you can't see others show it, especially when you don't see others using money to play it with him.
He shouted angrily: "I said no to sell! Don't you understand?"
Immediately unable to bear it any longer, a sword slashed towards the True Dragon Banner.
The dragon soul of the real dragon flag still exists, and once it is released, even a mortal who holds the flag can shake the sky—it can be seen how the gangster’s family has spoiled him—at this moment, the dragon flag is under the influence of Yan Zhengming’s sword intent Immediately, dozens of thunderstorms slanted down, collided with the tyrannical sword energy in mid-air, and the loud explosion made people dizzy.
Yan Zhengming's face changed slightly, he couldn't help but take two or three steps back, vaguely feeling that his true essence was suppressed by Longwei.
At this moment, he heard the sound of a sharp weapon unsheathed behind him, and the familiar cold air that had begun to spread over the past few days, Cheng Qian Qian said, "I have been in retreat for too long, my knowledge is shallow, and I haven't seen the real dragon soul yet, senior brother. , just let me know it for a while."
Yan Zhengming was stunned at first, then his anger grew even stronger, and he said to himself, "This kid didn't even discuss with me before, he just picked up his sword, where did he learn this trick now? Could it be that these years have passed? , in his heart, did I change from a 'trash senior dim sum master' to a 'wasted dim sum master who needs to be coaxed by others'?"
With the overlapping knowledge of the great powers in the Sect Master Yin, he wanted to pick it up one time. Could it be that he was afraid of a horned worm that had died for 8,000 years
Yan Zhengming didn't say a word immediately, his whole person turned into a sharp sword shadow, Qiantiao Yuanjian met the thunder in the sky without dodging or dodging, and went upstream. All the beasts in the mountains were stunned, the overseas dragons looming in the clouds and the boundless swordsmen of the current world each did not give in, and the thick clouds rolled like waves.
The dandy on the carriage was stunned. Every time he took out the real dragon flag, Fang Ji would kneel down for him. Who knew that the ghost flag would get out of control when it met a strong player, and there was such a big movement? At this time, he was fully supported by two Yuan cultivators. He had been poured into quails by the wind and rain provoked by the True Dragon Banner.
Except for the two Yuan cultivators, all the unfortunate people near the carriage had already been crushed by Jianyi and Longwei to the ground, unable to lift their heads.
Cheng Qian, who was left to watch the battle, remained motionless, but his eyebrows were slightly embarrassed, and he didn't understand what he said wrong for a while.
Seeing this situation, Shuikeng hurriedly retracted his head into the sleeve of the second senior brother, wisely decided to be honest during this time, and resolutely did not talk back to the senior senior brother.
Senior Brother, is it unhappy to catch up with so many days in a month? Great fire.
The dragon soul uttered a long groan in the sky, Yan Zhengming pushed the body-protecting true essence to the extreme, ignoring the surrounding wind swords and frost swords. The power of wind and thunder ripped apart the cloud layer like a block, but the tyrannical wind and torrential rain could not weaken it in the slightest, and the sword shadow rushed straight to the dragon soul.
Cheng Qian's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice, "Has the 'Adventure' Senior Brother already reached this stage?"
Legend has it that "going forward" in sword cultivation is the first step in refining one's body as a sword. When Jianxiu enters this step, he truly touches the realm of swords that cannot be communicated with others.
Taking this step is enough to rank among the top cultivators.
"As far as I know, he seemed to be one step short of the last time he moved his sword," Li Yun gave him a meaningful look and said, "I'm afraid you forced him."
Cheng Qian was speechless by what he said, and instinctively wanted to refute, but then he thought about it, it seemed that it was a bit like that.
He was slightly solemn for a while, and thought: "Is it possible that the trace of the demon between his eyebrows is also due to me?"
At this time, only to hear a roar, Yan Zhengming's sword passed through the dragon soul.
Li Yun hurriedly shouted: "Oh, senior brother, that's the real dragon flag. It's been like this since ancient times. Don't waste your time, mother, the keel is cracked, take it easy!"
Yan Zhengming turned a deaf ear, and seemed to have made up his mind to beat the dragon flag and the dragon soul back to the underworld together.
Li Yun had no choice but to look at Cheng Qian.
Cheng Qian didn't move and didn't say a word, Li Yun had to say: "Xiao Qian, since ancient times people can't be resurrected, but you are an exception. You may not feel the fear and guilt when the old person returns, those are too heavy, It can make people toss and turn all night, and it can also change the taste of any thoughts in the world. Looking back on a hundred years, how can it be so easy to be the same as before? He hated himself for many years because of you, and I don't know how many years you can make him hate him even more. Bar."
Cheng Qian has frost outside, and has a delicate heart. He has always been aware of ten. Li Yun has said this, but he still doesn't understand.
With that sword attack, seeing the reversal of the situation in the air, the majestic Dragon Soul had already retreated again and again at this time, almost turned into being suppressed and beaten by Yan Zhengming, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and turned around to retract into the dragon flag. .
At this moment, Cheng Qian's whole body suddenly turned into a meteor, and it jumped straight up and down into the sky shrouded in the dragon's flag. The power of Yuan that was tempered suddenly released, and it swept in with incomparable precision at the moment when the Dragon Soul was about to escape into the True Dragon Banner.
The injured dragon soul was instantly suppressed by Cheng Qian's Yuan and condensed in the air.
Yan Zhengming's sword edge had already touched the real dragon flag, but at this time he stopped abruptly, his face still slaughtered, and stared at Cheng Qian quietly.
Cheng Qian smiled at him as if he didn't care much, and said, "You see that the second senior brother's eyes are almost blue. He specially sent me to intercede, senior brother, please be merciful."
"I'm so mad at me." Yan Zhengming said in his heart, but he couldn't be angry at Cheng Qian's occasional smile for too long. But it seems to still be on his body. He stepped on the sword realm with one foot. Not only did he not have the vastness of the sea, but he even scorned himself a little aggrievedly, "It seems that he has been fooled again, which is really disappointing."
Yan Zhengming pulled away the sword light all over his body, gave Cheng Qian a blank look, and said, "If you want any kind of rubbish, Li Yun will pick up the rubbish."
Cheng Qian rolled up his sleeves and rolled the dragon soul stagnant in the air back to the True Dragon Flag. The flag immediately fell down softly, and the stormy sky suddenly stopped, as if everything just now was an illusion. Cheng Qian unhurriedly rolled up the dragon flag, his fingers stroked the keel that was cracked by Yan Zhengming, and he could feel the fine tremor of the dragon soul in it.
It is also a generation of beasts, and it has fallen to such a point that I don't know if it is the impermanence of God or what.
Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.
In front of the Tao of Heaven, the so-called dragon and power are just a group of ants, right
Thinking about it like this is really open and heart-wrenching.
Cheng Qian threw the True Dragon Banner to Li Yun, and glanced down at the flying horse carriage on the ground—the few flying horses had already escaped from the reins at some point, and he did not know how this dude could get back, let his dog-legged horses ride their swords back. him
Yan Zhengming said arrogantly: "Since you all intend to reconcile, we will accept this gift for the time being."
Li Yun smiled kindly beside him, and echoed like a dog's leg: "Yes, thank you, thank you."
The two Yuan cultivators on the other side could clearly see that one sword cultivator had already crossed the frontier realm, and the other, who was not a sword cultivator, used his own primordial life to suppress the dragon soul. Suspect but that is also an ancient real dragon.
How can such a person offend at will? You can only admit it if you suffer a little.
An old man bowed his head and said, "I don't know where you fellow Daoists come from?"
While listening to the puddle hidden in Li Yun's sleeve, he hurriedly popped up and interjected, "Tell you what to do? So that you can seek revenge in the future?"
The old man was speechless for a moment, and his face was very embarrassed.
As usual, Shuideng would never dare to talk to cultivator Yuan like this, but at this time, almost all the senior brothers were present, and she rarely raised her eyebrows once, and almost got carried away, so she had to fly towards Cheng Qian - or follow The younger brother is the safest, and in this regard, the elder brother has to be in the back row.
Who knew that she was entangled by a thin thread like spider silk in the middle, Yan Zhengming's fingertips popped out a long thin silk thread, and firmly tied the bird's leg of the puddle: "Noisy."
Then Sect Master Yan tied up his little junior sister like a kite, dragged him behind him, and turned around and left first, as if he was dragged by 258,000.
Although Li Yun was in danger in the suburbs this time, although he became "the shrewd three surnamed Li", but at this time holding the real dragon flag in both hands, not to mention how beautiful, like a poor man who picked up a big ingot, rubbing against the crack Keel, he sighed with joy: "It's still my little diver."
Before Cheng Qian said anything, Yan Zhengming had already taken the lead in saying, "Who is yours?"
As soon as the words came out, Li Yunshuikeng and Cheng Qian raised their heads to look at him, and Li Yun also teased: "Senior brother, are you competing for favor?"
Yan Zhengming: ""
Li Yun immediately succumbed to the obscenity of his senior brother, and hid his shit far away.
Yan Zhengming's face was stern, as if trying to save some face, and he said to Cheng Qian sternly: "We will go to the Vermillion Bird Pagoda right now, and we won't wait until August 15th. By then, there will be a lot of people, and there may be extra branches. What are you looking at? Look, don't look!"
Cheng Qian lowered his head hurriedly and kindly—if he hadn't laughed, he might have seemed more sincere.
Yan Zhengming was dismayed to find that his dignity could not be saved, so he threw Cheng Qian far away in grief and anger, and walked to the front without looking back.
Besides, after they left, the dude on the flying carriage was not only swept away, but also was taken away by the True Dragon Banner, jumping to his feet in anger.
This person is also the best person who has healed the scar and forgot the pain. In a blink of an eye, he forgot about the fact that he hid behind the two masters of Yuan and shivered. He stretched out his hand and pushed the two old seniors away without any awe, and cursed angrily: " Rubbish! You are all rubbish! If my father knew about this matter"
The two old masters each sighed, and one of them said, "Young master, calm down. This place is near the Vermillion Bird Pagoda. Please be careful with your words and deeds. If someone hears our way, there will be more troubles."
"Go away! You can't even deal with a few wild cultivators who came from nowhere, what's the use of my father raising you!" Said the dandy, sitting on the carriage, his eyes swept away, and he pointed to the ground The two monks said, "Let my horse run away, and you can make me a horse-drawn carriage! I must get that talking bird, and don't let me see those people again!"
This dude is probably accustomed to humiliating people. He pointed at the monks above Yu Jianing as a horse-drawn carriage, but no one said what was wrong in person. The monk who was called just stood up and respectfully Good advice.
At this moment, a small snake with a thick thumb slowly emerged from the woods not far behind them. , quietly approached the carriage, and for a while, the monks called the dandy to turn around, but no one noticed it.
The little snake opened its mouth slightly, and spat out a piece of snake letter that turned black and purple, and then its black body dissipated in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the back of the scoundrel on the carriage.
A cultivator next to Wanqian was trying to persuade him to go out and not cause more trouble, when he saw Yuan Wanqian froze for a while, as if he was moved by what the person next to him said, and then stopped.
The cultivator also said that his own words played a role, and hurriedly flattered while the iron was hot: "Young master, let's not say anything else, just the general knowledge is the same, it is admirable, it doesn't matter if the horse is gone, let's pull the cart for you, okay? "
The dandy glanced at him, and seemed to be a little thoughtful, his eyes fell, and uncharacteristically, he stopped talking, turned and sat back on the carriage.
As long as this ancestor does not die, the people around him are relieved, and no one thinks too much about why he suddenly thought about it.
The dandy waved his hand and pulled up the tent of the carriage, looked down at his pampered hand, his eyes filled with blackness, and after a while, he showed a distorted smile.
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