"How did you tell him about your trick?" the little fox was a little puzzled. "You're not afraid he'll be on guard next time?"

"They are all the same people in the future, there is nothing that cannot be guarded, and he is not a fighter, right...... Besides, I Yan Ang has a lot of tricks. Yan Ang and the little fox unconsciously walked to the door of the inn room.

Tang Ling'er rolled her eyes, "No face and no skin." ”

"Okay, then I'll go back to my room, but next time I won't be so defenseless to anyone like this...... The human heart is sinister. Tang Linger said old-fashionedly.

looked at Tang Ling'er with a serious look. Yan Ang smiled dumbly, "Well, it's all up to you." ”

Watching Tang Ling'er walk into her room, Yan Ang's heart was crisp.

Tang Ling'er seemed to remember something, and before she entered the room, she stuck her head out of the door of the room again, "Hey, will you comb my hair tomorrow morning?" Tang Ling'er said in a pleading tone, but threw out a key.

"Well, it's all up to you. Yan Ang caught the key that flew over with his hand, and was about to pinch the little fox's face, but the door closed with a "bang", and "this girl ......" Yan Ang had to walk into his room.

Yan Ang turned over to the bed, lifted the quilt, and hid an emerald green broken sword underneath, the body of which was engraved with the word "Shangqing". Yan Ang sat cross-legged on the bed, resting the broken sword flat on his lap.

Qi slowly arose from Yan Ang's side, and wisps gradually intertwined, circling around Yan Ang. When the Qi circled over Yan Ang's head, it plunged in from the top of his head.

Every night in the wild boar forest of Changbai Mountain for the past two years, Yan Ang has spent it like this.

During the day, he fought with Tang Ling'er to accumulate combat experience, practiced Qi all night as a rest, and occasionally Yan Ang would hunt fierce beasts in the mountains and forests - after two years of practice, he was already at the peak of four hundred Qi.

The black phantom tail emerged from behind Yan Ang, slowly wrapped around Yan Ang, and finally wrapped Yan Ang's whole body, looking like a black chrysalis from a distance.

I don't know which rooster outside the inn dispersed the night, and a ray of sunlight shone on the "black chrysalis" from the window.

"Whew. Yan Ang exhaled lightly and slowly opened his eyes, "Five hundred Qi." ”

Yan Ang took the Shangqing sword away from his lap and wrapped it around the red cloth, "There's no way, without the little fox, we won't be able to win the championship with these five hundred qi...... Hey, baby, I'm glad to have you. Yan Ang kissed the Shangqing Sword wrapped in red cloth, and then leaned it behind his back, "Well, it's time to go and comb the little fox's hair." ”

"Squeak" Yan Ang opened the door of Tang Linger's room, "The little fox is up, the little fox ......" Yan Ang just walked in the door, and with a "bang", a bucket full of water smashed on Yan Ang's head, drenching him all over.

"Hee-hee, stupid pig, didn't I just tell you yesterday that I want to defend others, look at you, hey~" Tang Ling'er hid behind the door, touched Yan Ang's soaked clothes, and said with a smile.

"I just bought the clothes...... Little fox, come over to me. ”

"Hey, hey, I'm here for your good, it's indispensable to guard against people, hey, don't come here......"

......

"Deacon, why don't you set off yet?" asked the young man with a sword-eyed eyebrow and arched his hand to the burly man in front of him.

The young man was dressed in green clothes and had a graceful demeanor, and there were more than a dozen people gathered behind him, all wearing swords and waist jade, and wearing luxurious clothes. At this moment, they all looked at the young man in Tsing Yi, and it seemed that this young man was their backbone.

The big man squinted, looked like he was recuperating, and ignored the young man. Seeing that the big man did not respond to him, the young man was not annoyed, and once again bent down and bowed his hands, and retreated into his small group.

"Lin, why is this person like this? Are all the deacons of Guangcheng Mountain like this, and there is no one in their eyes? No wonder this Guangcheng Mountain is weak......" A girl in red in this small group stomped her feet and muttered, crying out for the young man.

The young man who was called "Lin" waved his hand, "Don't be unreasonable, Guangcheng Mountain has been insisting on physical cultivation, how can we criticize it? Besides, we can't be in a hurry in our cultivation, because we are too anxious, and it is not the deacon's fault, so we should wait patiently." ”

On the other side of the small group, Zhou Jinlong, who was sitting cross-legged, stopped his cultivation, got up and said to the young man in Tsing Yi, "Zhang Lin, it's because the two people from the third group haven't arrived yet. ”

Before Zhang Lin could speak, the girl in red roared at Zhou Jinlong angrily, "Martial madman, who wants Miss Ben to wait so long, you ...... say?"

Zhang Lin on the side grabbed the girl's hand, interrupted the girl's words, and shook her head gently, "Little Liu, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

The spicy girl opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, drench, I won't next time." Then he retreated into the small group, where several people immediately spoke out to comfort him.

Zhang Lin took two steps forward, "Brother Jinlong, thank you for your kindness." Xiaoliu has a frank temperament, Zhang Lin compensated Brother Jinlong on her behalf, please forgive me. ”

"It doesn't matter. Zhou Jinlong sat on the spot again and cultivated.

After a while, a young man with a sword on his back hurried in, holding a woman in a white dress with hair and waist-length in his hand.

After he bent down and took a few breaths, the young man straightened up and clenched his fists around, "I'm sorry, everyone, we're late......"

Everyone around nodded in acknowledgement.

"Now that we're here, let's go. The big man who had been closing his eyes opened his eyes, and his eyes were white, and he was blind.

The red-clothed girl in the crowd widened her eyes when she saw this, covered her mouth with her right hand, and then blushed and twisted her toes a little embarrassedly.

"Flying sword, out!" the big man exhaled suddenly, and dozens of illusory blue long swords flew out of his chest. Most of the people around him didn't look surprised, as if they were surprised. Only Yan Ang was a little excited...... After all, I haven't seen much of the world.

Although Tang Ling'er relied on the memories in his brain to popularize a lot of common knowledge for Yan Ang during the two years in the mountains and forests, he had not really experienced it after all. The first time he saw the combat skills of a pure body cultivator, Yan Ang was still a little shocked.

"One spirit sword per person. Deacon Dahan said to the crowd, "We'll be at the free play venue in a moment." ”

Yan Ang and Tang Ling'er each picked out a blue spirit sword and held it in their hands.

Yan Ang looked around and finally found an acquaintance on the ground, "Hey, Zhou Jinlong, isn't the free race going on in the ring?" He also sat on the ground and communicated with Zhou Jinlong face to face.

"Hmph, you don't even know the rules of the free race?" Zhou Jinlong glanced at Yan Ang with a look of disdain.

"I don't know, I don't know, let's talk about it, what is this spirit sword for?" Yan Ang shook his head like a wave drum.

"Look at this spirit sword, for the sake of fairness, Guangcheng Mountain will definitely ask everyone to use the same weapons and armor. That's where this spirit sword comes in. ”

Zhou Jinlong smiled, a little proud.

Yan Ang's heart sank, he couldn't use the Shangqing Sword?

"Why are you two holding the spirit sword in your hands? Don't you step on it?" Xiao Liu, the girl in red, stepped on the spirit sword, and saw the two sitting on the ground, one smiling, the other frowning, and asked curiously.

"Isn't this spirit sword a weapon?"

“...... Idiot. The girl in red shook her head, and actually stepped on the spirit sword and flew away.

She actually flew!

Yan Ang: "?"

Zhou Jinlong: "......"

Yan Ang turned his head and looked at Zhou Jinlong in shock, and Zhou Jinlong's smile slowly stiffened.

The two of them looked at each other and didn't speak, and the spirit sword in their hands suddenly shook, and they wanted to let go but found that the spirit sword was stuck to their hands.

It's over, Yan Ang thought to himself.

The spirit sword ascended to heaven, and Yan Ang and Zhou Jinlong were pulled by the spirit sword to fly in a bunch of people flying with the sword.

Yan Ang ate the wind, and then looked at the people in front of him who were dashing with the sword, and his mood was extremely complicated, "Zhou Jinlong, I'll fuck your uncle, don't you know what to pretend?"

Yan Ang let out an angry roar, and there were seven parts of anger, two parts of remorse, and one point of desolation.

"The little fox doesn't deceive me, and the heart of defense is indispensable...... "The screams of the two people pierced the sky.