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The battle of Qingjianghe was jointly put on the agenda by all parties, and there were not a few who secretly formed an alliance, among which the most powerful alliance strength was nothing more than the party forces gathered by Xuanyulou, in the face of the menacing Changxian Academy, they needed to make a lot of preparations, which was also the price of the previous provocation; 。

After the landlord gratefully answered the demon messenger, he turned his head and arranged the back road, the previous exposure incident let the landlord know one thing, if he wants to kill the behemoth of Changxian Academy, it is absolutely not enough for him to rely on him as an outsider, he not only needs a strong ally, but also needs an internal line, so that the inside and the outside should be combined to defeat the Changxian Academy;

It has been three months since the soul demon came to the Xuanyu Tower, and after receiving the task assigned by the heart demon, he began to lay out the whole chess game, and now the dark chess is arranged, and when the forces of all parties advance, he can show his ability.

In the upper reaches of the Qingjiang River near the source, there is an ancient village house that escapes from the world, there are a few households in the village, sparsely populated, the people in the village do not know the disputes of the outside world, and do not understand the grievances of the outside world, the villagers are simple and simple, but now they are imprisoned in the dark cave by the Xuanyulou, waiting for death.

The soul demon and Zhiyu came here, there was no life in the village, the landlord at the moment of the arrival of the soul demon, cleared all the living creatures, chickens, ducks and geese did not let go;

The landlord's words, the soul demon and Zhiyu are still suspicious, but they don't find any evidence and it's not good to turn against him, so they have to rearrange the tasks left by the master and perform what they can do to the best.

At that time, the opportunity was ripe, and Zhiyu sent the landlord away, and stepped into the mountains alone to find a secluded place, waiting for the signal of the soul demon.

The planning steps of the soul demon are divided into three steps, first to communicate with the villagers, and now it is all up to the performance, then to find the things that the master said, and finally to give some materials to the Qingjiang River to destroy the balance of the surrounding creatures.

He did a good job, and quietly completed his three-step stride, but when he was about to retreat, he was pulled by his second step.

The thing is found, in the ancient temple of incense in the village, it is a strange-shaped statue of the mountain god, which may be made of the sky, like a person and not a person, but it is naturally formed, there is no trace of ordinary craftsmanship, this thing looks ordinary, but it is what the demon wants, the soul demon carefully blocked the ancient temple, and he also turned into a temple keeper to live, but this detail was only found when the details were finally evacuated, this stone statue was connected to the earth, and it was constantly cut.

As soon as this happened, the village ushered in a mysterious clothed guest, wrapped in old strips of cloth, even his mouth and nose were covered, like a mummy crawling out of a grave, but with a hat and a big felt, like an unborn peerless master.

The cloth man walked straight to the ancient temple, faced the strange rebellious crowd, and asked loudly, "Where is the village chief?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were all focused on the soul demon, and the soul demon came out silently, and his eyes locked on the uninvited guest and replied: "I am the village chief!

The soul demon's answer can be said to be unexpectedly smooth, and he did not get angry with others because of the sudden appearance of the person in front of him and the previous unhappiness.

"Passing by, begging for tea, is there?" the clothed guest walked to the temple on his own, making everyone unnatural, and the spirit demon waved his hand, asking everyone to retreat to the periphery, leaving a quiet space to be alone.

"There is no good tea in the village, only some old camellias...... "The soul demon methodically walked to the broken wooden cabinet, took out the clay jar inside, reached out and grabbed a handful of tea leaves, and sprinkled them in two cups.

"What about the village chief?" asked the clothed guest, who did not undress.

The hand of the soul demon making tea trembled slightly, and then calmly replied: "I am the village chief!"

The clothed guest sat there upright, like a Buddha statue in action, and every frame had rules and regulations: "You're not, I've been here, the village chief is a half-hundred old man, you are a young man, don't joke." ”

The soul demon put down his hands to make tea, turned around, looked at the man with a straight waist, and said with a puzzled face, "Are you from the village?"

"I'm a walker, and it's purely accidental that I came here, but for you, I may be a purposeful walker, before you start, let's talk about you......" The clothed guest's breath was steady, and the spirit demon momentum had reached its peak, "The people in the village should still be alive, you let them live, and I'll tell you how to take the stone statue away." ”

"Really?" The soul demon's palms were already wrapped in a transparent luster, and he was no longer ready to negotiate terms with the clothed guest.

The clothed guest also knew the attitude of the soul demon, and in the next moment, the two of them collided with each other, "Empty!"

The soul demon's charged blow and the cloth man fought equally, the action of the two of them suddenly accelerated after this short confrontation, the zenith of the ancient temple was violently overturned by the two, the cloth man bare hands and the white air mass in the soul demon's hand collided more than thirty punches, but it only took a few seconds, the two did not hesitate too much, the temptation ended, began to light the weapon, the soul demon a ghost scythe big knife, and the arm was locked with a black rope connected to it.

The soul demon took out an eight-zhang-long weapon, and the attack began to become fierce, and the scythe was glowing with a bloodthirsty stench, which made the clothier embarrassed to dodge again and again, but unfortunately did not touch the clothier.

However, in the time of half a burnt incense, the two have fought for hundreds of rounds, the subtlety of the attack speed and body technique are vividly displayed in the two of them, the rebellious others on the mountain, looking confused, the strength of this soul demon is indeed recognized by everyone, but the clothed guest who is wrapped like a zongzi, how can he fight with the soul demon in melee combat for a hundred rounds without falling behind?

"It's kind of interesting, sure enough, my speed is still not as fast as the senior brother! I'm ashamed to ......" The soul demon and the clothed guest stopped for a few breaths at the same time, and the soul demon's nagging was not to tell the clothed guest that he had a senior brother, but to let the opponent show his weapon and fight him.

"There are a lot of ghost ideas, you want to see my true skills, unload the means of seducing souls in your hands!" The white light in the hand of the clothed guest condensed, gradually revealing the sword fetus.

"Are you scared?" the Soul Demon scoffed.

"I'm afraid I can't help but chop off your hands for a while!" The lightsaber in the hand of the clothed guest condensed, and at this moment, the attack was dominated by him.

The white light crossed the sky, the sword light smashed the void and the ghost scythe big knife collided, the pure energy of the aura was poured out, and the two of them walked more than thirty moves in the sword light and sword shadow, clanging like a big blacksmith wielding a big hammer vigorously, gold and stone were staggered, lightning and thunder.

The cloth guest suddenly attacked again, the sword end was chaotic, the light and shadow were scattered, the eight spirit shadow phantom bodies overlapped, and the sword qi soared!

"Ahh

Decisively pulled away the distance, and after a loud shout, the lightsaber slashed at the soul demon in the air, the light flame was monstrous, and the wind swept the clouds!

The soul demon was shocked by the tight combat rhythm of the clothed guest, but he didn't expect that in such a messy confrontation just now, he could still free his hands to gather a powerful attack!

In the amazement, the ghost sickle collided with the sword qi at high speed, and the crisp sound of gold and iron echoed in the sky:

"Dingding......

The cloth did not make up for this time gap in the attack, because the demon monk descended from the sky, hundreds of black hands were pressed in the air, and the sense of oppression from the superior made everyone watching the battle on the mountain feel uneven, and the thrilling battle seemed to be closely related to their lives.

The black hand did not fall, on the way the demon monk recited the scriptures, the phantom of the supreme Buddha appeared, the black hand became the golden right hand of the Buddha, and a momentum of suppressing all things pressed towards the clothed guest.

The clothed guest looked up at his glittering golden hands, and the holy light was mixed with the power of dirt, which made him feel deeply uncomfortable!

Airplanes!

The cloth guest held the sword in both hands in front of his chest, the white light gathered around the body, the fairy spirit was burning, like a sacred fire, the prominent ancient bell prototype covered the clothed guest, the Buddha's hand fell on the bell, and the bell rang the heaven and earth.

"Huh......" The aura dissipated, the Dao power subsided, and the two sides stood on one side, and the first to speak was the clothed guest, who was panting and said very angrily: "Play Laipi, two to one, and also engage in sneak attacks, don't fight! Don't fight! Next time!"

"Who are you?" The soul demon was very dissatisfied because of Zhiyu's intervention, which made his face dull.

"We'll meet again soon, we'll meet again after Qingjianghe's mess is dealt with!"

"Look at the good things you've done!" the soul demon turned to Ji-woo and roared.

Zhiyu was not annoyed, but just said, "Shizun is urging us to go back. ”

"I haven't got it yet!" replied the Soul Demon with his head down.

"He said no!" Zhiyu was also direct, blocking the words of the soul demon in a few words, and it was difficult to disobey the teacher's order.

"You go back first, I'll come right away!" the soul demon could only reply.

"You want to compete with that guy? You're no match for him. Zhiyu's directness undoubtedly annoyed the soul demon again, and the soul demon's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of unconvincing bloodshots.

"If you hadn't intervened, I wouldn't have lost so much!" the soul demon roared word by word.

"Shizun said that your temperament is too impulsive and you need to go back to recuperate......" Zhiyu replied calmly.

"!" the soul demon shook his hand, not believing that this was what the master said;

"Well, that's what I said. Zhiyu knew that he had made a mistake and hurriedly made up for it, but his intuition told him that the soul demon's formation had begun to mess up.

"I can't go back now, things haven't been done, and I've been tricked, where am I holding my breath now?!" "The soul demon is still a teenager after all, and he wants to get back the lost face.

Just when the anger of the soul demon rose to the extreme, a strong voice answered him: "Go here!"

Tiger on his back, with a big voice, long blood-colored hair, and a mad demon brother.

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