After receiving my elbow, the fat man understood what I meant, so he didn't dare to speak any more, but the moustache directly thrust in with a sword. This is not to try to capture poetry, he is murderous.
"Huh, what do I call cultivating the heart and soul for you people, and give me the life of my Seventh Master!" The mustache drank, the short sword in his hand actually rose by three inches, the short sword turned into a long sword, and the cold light flashed toward you. We slashed over.
When the sword was held in his hand, the speed of this mustache was extremely fast, and I could only see Jian Ying coming with a strong wind, but I really didn't see where the sword was.
When he came to Shiyan’s side, I felt that something was wrong. I just wanted to step forward and stop, but the group of disciples actually surrounded me and the fat man, and then dozens of swords were slashed at my head in order to avoid , Shiyan and I were soon separated.
Seeing that the situation is not good, the poetry backs up in a hurry: "If you do this again, I'm not welcome!"
"Okay, let me see how you are not polite, this is Shushan, can it still make you go wild?" After the moustache finished speaking, the sword shadow swung faster, and dozens of sword winds blew in an instant. After coming out, the ground is full of sword marks.
Amazing! This is more exaggerated than martial arts movies. Shushan is famous for swordsmanship. What he cultivates is Taoism and swordsmanship. The two are integrated, so you can't underestimate it.
Shiyan seems to be too late to evade, and there are many gaps in his clothes. If you don't make any more moves, I'm afraid it will hurt the vitals, and you will die! This person wanted to kill Shiyan at all, but he didn't know if it was because of the death of the old Taoist priest or something else.
Shiyan finally couldn't help it, stepping on her feet, and when dozens of sword winds swiftly came, she quickly pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, then shouted, her hand was strong, and then she waved vigorously, one by one. The golden light slashed out with the sword wind.
Only heard a bang, those sword winds disappeared instantly, Moustache's face changed, and he hurriedly raised his sword across the sword light that was flying over, but it seemed too powerful, his sword broke in two with a snap, and the person flew straight away. He was not hurt very badly when he landed, but there was a small bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.
Shiyan was not very powerful with a sword, and his strength was average, but with Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, it was really not enough for ordinary people to come over.
Shiyan has the upper hand, then I was relieved, don't worry about her, then I don't care about these little friends.
I broke the copper coins in my hand, and the copper coins flew out quickly like a goddess. They glowed golden light, and then all hit the chins of the little Taoist priests. After a while, they all fell to the ground at the same time, clutching their chins. Shouting.
"Hmph, a group of reckless men said that people weren't killed by us. One yard goes to one yard. We don't remember this kind of pot." I snorted coldly.
The mustache wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. Several veins broke out on his head, and his fists were tightly clenched, which shows how angry he is.
"Bah!" The mustache spit out a mouthful of blood foam star: "Don't think that you can presumptuously and set the formation with Xuanyuan Sword in your hand!"
After the moustache gave an order, all the fallen Taoists stood up. After they surrounded the three of us, they suddenly formed a gossip array.
"Master Seven, I'll help you fight your enemies now!" Moustache muttered to the corpse of the old Taoist priest, and then raised his hand. The little Taoist priests were all ready to go, as if waiting for his order.
Just when he was about to put his hand down, a voice suddenly came from the air: "Xuan Kong, stop, take them in!"
As soon as the mustache named Xuankong heard this voice, he immediately took his hand back: "Head, this kind of murderer also let them enter Shushan? The settlement is executed on the spot."
"The Seventh Junior Brother didn't kill them. Bring them in and follow the commander's orders!" The voice said again.
Xuan Kong dared not disobey the warning as soon as he heard such a warning. He nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes!"
I looked around, and it seemed that there was no one. Is there someone behind the door? Not like that. Where is that person? Could it be that this is airborne sound transmission? This is too scary! Is there such a unique knowledge in this world
"Hmph, come in with me!" Xuan Kong glared at us, then angrily walked to the front and led the way.
Shiyan and I looked at each other, and finally followed in, Bai Yuanyu and Qiao Qingyan left.
After I entered, I realized that the inside of the Shushan School was wider than what I saw outside, and it was more magnificent and magnificent than the three imperial palaces. The square outside was huge, and it should be able to accommodate ten thousand people. There are many Shushan disciples practicing Taoism. , Sword practice, and there are a lot of girls. I observed and found that there are no shortage of masters. The batch that was going to kill us just now seems to be the best, and it might really be Xiaoyou.
There are many talents in Shushan, Daoshu and swordsmanship, not to be underestimated, it is really eye-opening to have the privilege to come and have a look, but I am a bit strange, how did the poetry give the supreme treasure Xuanyuan sword of the Shushan school in such a place like clouds Stolen? It's incredible, isn't it
The square is so big, we walked for about 20 minutes before we reached the main hall.
There are many big pillars in front of the main hall with some Taoist immortals carved on them. If you go inside, you will feel a very holy breath, which makes people feel very comfortable. When you reach the gate, Xuan Kong did not push the gate, and the gate went automatically. After driving, he took the corpse of an old Taoist priest and went in. The other little Taoist priests were afraid to enter. The poems were not polite. After shaking his head and observing curiously for a while, he immediately went in, not afraid of traps or something, but such a big one. Shushan, wouldn't it be a trap for a little girl
We also went in together. The hall was very large, with some wood carvings enshrined at the end. It didn't look like a god. After looking at the name and title, it seemed to be the head of the Shushan dynasty, and the table was full of spiritual plaques.
There were six people sitting in the middle. There was an old man sitting in the middle. His beard and hair were all white, but his waist was very straight, his teeth were not flaked out, and he still felt very tough. I can’t tell the specific age. It should be about Are you about eighty years old
The other five people sitting in the middle, ranging in age from fifty to seventy, one looked nasty and had the same expression as the mustache Xuankong just now. Shouldn't they be two masters and disciples
Well, it's very possible!
When the six people saw the body of the old Taoist priest, they all showed sadness and even tears.
The old man sitting in the middle shook his head and said, "Oh, the seventh brother was hit by this calamity, I can't hide it!"
At this time, Xiaobeard Xuankong immediately pointed to the poem and said: "Master, I think it was this girl who killed the Seventh Master."
"Fart, the old Daoist was killed by the Shadow Demon." The fat man yelled, "I found that your kid likes to squirt manure."
(End of this chapter)