It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as his words fell, a sword light struck, and it easily tore through the layers of formations, and the sword qi directly hit Zhang Daoren's forehead. However, an invisible film on Zhang Daoren's forehead directly divided the sword qi to both sides.

"Lu Laomao, you have a fucking problem, and you dismantle Lao Tzu's formation. Did you know that this material is very difficult to work with? Zhang Laodao suddenly jumped like thunder, like a ruffian, jumped up and scolded directly.

"Three madmen, are you talking bad about me behind my back again? Can you make a face? If you say that you are a god, I'm afraid there is only one shameless Taoist stick. If you don't cultivate the Dao method, what numerology do you specialize in, you are not afraid that your Sanqing Dao Ancestors will really come down to the earth and hack you. A hearty voice sounded, and a figure had emerged from the broken formation.

Tang Chao was shocked, he didn't even find out how the other party appeared, although relying on pneumatics, he could feel a little trace, but he couldn't catch it at all. And when the man who came stood in front of him, he saw not a man, but a sword. The sword qi is pure, masculine, without a trace of coldness.

"Lu Laomao, it's useless to talk less. You can learn whatever you want, it's your business. Is it better to train yourself into a sword like you? Tell me yourself, this is the first time? Don't you need money for maintenance? You feed the whole family and don't go hungry, Lao Tzu still has to support the family, and the huge sect still has to feed. Zhang Daoren didn't have a trace of fairy wind at the moment, like a shrew, holding Buddha dust and pointing at Xiaoyaozi, shouting loudly.

"Okay, you've been abducted and deceived for so many years, who doesn't know that you have the most oil and water. Isn't this all a means for you to fool money? In front of me, you have to pretend to be high and cry poor, right? These little guys are good, and you deceived them from the Ten Thousand Worlds?" With a wave of his hand, a sword shadow had appeared in his hand, and he looked at it.

"The long sword of the wind system is rare, and it is an ancestral thing of bloodline. Yes, that's good. Lu Xiaoyao flicked the blade of the sword lightly, and after a sword sound, he said softly. He understated it, but Feng Lan was taken aback. He only felt an emptiness above his neck, and the Ancestral Soldier Wind Whispering Sword had disappeared.

"Huh? There is a trace of evil blood. Little doll, your ancestor is a man of demon blood?" Lu Xiaoyao gently wiped the sword body and asked suspiciously.

"Senior, junior ancestor is controlled by the blood demon. This sword ancestor soldier is from him. Feng Lan looked at Lu Xiaoyao's righteous appearance and said respectfully.

"Bloodfiend, has something happened to the Linglong Tower? Alas, what an eventful time. Could it be that the great war of 10,000 years ago will be recurred? The unjust soul is not willing to fall into the dust, and it is bound to be re-involved in the Nine Heavens. Hundreds of causes will have results, and under the bloody slaughter, there will be unjust souls. After Lu Xiaoyao heard this, he sighed and muttered a few words to himself. Immediately, he bent his fingers and wiped them on the blade of the sword, and then continued: "It's all gone." A wisp of black qi floated out from the Wind Whispering Sword and passed away with the wind. After doing this, Lu Xiaoyao shook his hand and threw the Fengyu Sword back to Feng Lan. Feng Lan grabbed the ancestral soldier, but found that there was a hint of relief and joy from the ancestral soldier, and he became more spiritual. Feng Lan quickly knelt down on one knee and bowed heavily.

Lu Xiaoyao glanced at Feng Lan disappreciatively, and he didn't stop or suffer. He then looked at the red ghost and the sword in his hand. The red ghost was shocked, and quickly tightened the long sword in his arms. It's just that in the next second, his hand was empty, and the long sword had already reached Lu Xiaoyao's hand. He was anxious and looked at Tang Chao, but he didn't say anything.

"It turned out to be a raw sword, and it also produced a fire-type sword soul. Little doll, you have a deep affection for this sword. It's just that the methods of the people who built it are still a little immature, and the materials are not very good, which limits its development. But because of your obsession, he actually made him evolve. Treat it well, and maybe one day, it will surprise you. Lu Xiaoyao said lightly on the sword body, and a trace of fire entered the sword body from his fingertips. The blade of the sword was suddenly covered with cracks, but the cracks continued. The red ghost's eyes suddenly turned red, and a trace of anger appeared, but he clenched his fists and stopped in place. It wasn't that he was afraid of Lu Xiaoyao, but that he had a white palm on his shoulder. Although it was only lightly placed on his shoulder, it was like a thousand jun, and although the red ghost flames came out through his eyes, he did not move at all.

Soon, flames appeared between the cracks on the long sword, and the flames filled the entire sword body. Under the flames, the cracks began to fade away. Lu Xiaoyao flicked it lightly, and the flames on the long sword dissipated, emitting a faster sword sound. He threw the sword back to the Red Oni. The red ghost hurriedly held the long sword in his arms. In this way, Lu Xiaoyao chuckled, he especially liked the kind of person who cherished his long sword more than himself.

Zeng Xian, Jia Ruyu and Xu Lang were directly taken by Lu Xiaoyao, but it was a red child, he took a deep look and said nothing. When Chen Xiaoqing was left in the end, he glanced at the long sword in Chen Xiaoqing's hand and shook his head gently.

"Hey, old man, what do you mean, don't you look down on my sword?" Chen Xiaoqing asked directly. She raised her voice and made Feng Lan and Tang Chao glance at each other. In addition to being careful about the Tang Dynasty, this woman's heart can go out of the sky for other personnel. Seeing that Lu Xiaoyao nodded lightly, she was anxious. "Let you see and see. Chen Xiaoqing said arrogantly. With that, she shook her hand suddenly, and a long turquoise sword shot out of her palm.

"Why does this aunt come up with something good when she's fine?" Feng Lan whispered to Tang Chao, but saw that Tang Chao shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Huh?" Lu Xiaoyao became interested this time. Not only that, but he also took a step forward and waved his hand quickly. The long sword in Chen Xiaoqing's hand had already appeared in his hand. Just as he was about to take a closer look, the entire green long sword dissipated directly and turned into green mist. And in Chen Xiaoqing's hand, a green long sword was condensed again.

"The same fate spirit weapon?" Lu Xiaoyao said softly to himself. The next moment, Chen Xiaoqing's hands were empty again. It's just that no matter how hard she tries this time, the long sword is lying safely in Lu Xiaoyao's hand. "Haha, little girl, don't worry. The old man just saw that he was happy to hunt and take a look, and he didn't want you. ”

"It's hard to say. Zhang Daoren, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly interjected.

"Three madmen, you are shameless, don't feel that everyone is the same as you. The old man practiced the fairy sword by himself, how could he covet this. Lu Xiaoyao shook his head and glanced at Zhang Daoren with disdain.