Just after noon, the heat left by the sun on the earth has not dissipated so quickly, Qi Xuanyao picked a avenue, and walked straight to Chongguang City, which was completely opposite to the direction of his own immortal lotus pool.

Leaving Lingyun Pavilion, he couldn't use his arms when he got his arms, Qi Xuanyao could only wait for Shi Niang's lotus lotus that had been pierced for a long time, and suffered He Longhe, but he got his own sword, and accidentally learned the luck of the swordsmanship, and found that the self-created "Zheyang Swordsmanship" traveled through the veins to create the ochre yang gong body on his body.

If there is no booklet of guidance given to the Lingyun Pavilion Master, of course, without his current cultivation that has reached the peak of his diligence, choosing this road to Chongguang is not to go back to see the master without the face, but to lead away those meticulous tracks, I am afraid that the senior brother will plow the court and sweep the acupoints, and I regret a little that I came to the stage with a hot brain at that time and helped the Sword Sect woman testify.

If you fight to the death with the huge power of Pansnake Mountain, Qi Xuanzhen knows very well in his heart that it is not just a loss and a loss-making transaction, if he fights to the death with Long Yaoqi alone, it is naturally unwanted.

The not-so-warm sunlight spilled down through the sparse and dense treetops, swaying gently on his slightly yellowish face, and he followed the shade under the tree, and burrowed into the inconspicuous forest, which was the direction where the third Hao stubbornly and Wan Bailu had left, and not long ago he saw the faint shadow of the pale yellow and white walking side by side.

He has his own plans, and he won't stay long in Lingyun Pavilion, where there is only one exit. Therefore, following Hao's stubborn indifferent man, maybe the various masters of Pansnake Mountain did not dare to make a sudden move, as for Haomei denied the relationship in Lingyun Pavilion Guangyuan, and the people of Pansnake Mountain had never seen her, she would definitely not automatically look for trouble, and the woman who fought had special skills, and the three white-clothed people next to her were all top masters, and the last time I inquired about the secrets of Pansnake Mountain, I learned that the three masters died unexpectedly, and the others had no cold skills, it is estimated that they are not people from Pansnake Mountain, otherwise Haomei would not be able to improve to keep pace with her own cultivation, and that thief's nest is not a cultivation sect。

Wearing through the dense forest, Qi Xuanyao, who was still bare-chested, was suddenly dissipated a lot by the heat of the Jiaoyang exposure, and the dark and cool wind around him brushed the sweaty skin when he walked, which made him feel happy, and the heat of the ochre yang body in the body relieved the restlessness.

Suddenly, there was a looming yin wind behind him, sometimes accompanied by a murderous aura, this yin wind was colder than any master, he didn't have much experience with the ochre yang body, but it didn't feel wrong, and the murderous aura was also good.

However, the other party behind him didn't take the lead in attacking, which made him very puzzled, why didn't the cultivator with that aura should be three times his own ability? It seems that following the vast stubborn life that is estimated to have been discovered is still very useful.

Sometimes the sky is not afraid of the earth, but there is a little bit of patience for some things, such as a peak-level master has to be a naked tailgator in order to save his life, and the key party is still a pair of men and women, he doesn't care too much about this obscene situation.

The sound of weapons was faintly heard in front, the other party's coming was very fierce, a loud bang came into the ears, and the two of them walked too close to Xiang Hao, watching how the two sides were fighting, and then heard the fierce collision between the knives and unknown weapons The sound is very clear, this kind of striking sound is listened to carefully, you can hear it like a solid bone hitting on the blade, not allowed to be knocked for a moment, a knife's sense of wind slashing and slashing and drinking the wind and howling, it is not difficult to judge the Qi Xuan Yao of a swordsman, but the sound of the weapon waving in the hand of the person who is not good at coming is like solid wood, only when it is slashed into the opponent's knife, it is like the sound of the wind of the authentic knife, and the sound of the fight is like the dullness of a wooden stick.

Qi Xuanyao listened as he walked, and he could still hear the howling wind across a small hill in front of him, blowing a large number of withered leaves on the leafy treetops, and bringing down the new green leaves on the back, and then swept everywhere, almost covering the original few streams that flowed down from the upstream.

From time to time, there was a knife qi wandering not far from Qi Xuanyao's side, running like a ground ox escaping for his life, dipping the ground into half of the leaves and blowing them in a straight line, disturbing the places he passed.

Qi Xuanyao secretly convinced these two unknown masters, he was afraid of harming the pond fish from such a distance, and he was a little frightened and didn't dare to see what was going on.

"Cut off. ”

"A thousand cuts. ”

The symphony of knives and stick-like knives grew sharper and less dull than before.

"Cold-blooded slash. ”

"Twist the bone, devour"

A kind of chaotic simultaneous exchange of about hundreds of times, the sound is grand and long, like the frost bell of the mountain temple, constantly ringing at the same time, the bell is full of cold frost, probably the sword qi of the two masters.

Qi Xuanyao hid behind a big bluestone, just wanted to sneak a glimpse of the battle in front of him, and before his neck stretched out half an inch, there was a sharp and fierce knife qi that split a large corner of the stone, almost cutting off his head, and when he was frightened, a "sigh" whistled past his ears, and the knife stream cut a big tree in half, and without losing his residual power, he knocked down the second and third trees before it naturally became the end of a strong crossbow.

The wind stops and the knife whistles, and the leaves fall silently.

Qi Xuanyao stood up boldly, and saw the two standing opposite each other, the one in front of him with his back to the earth-colored one didn't need to guess to know that it was Hao's stubborn life, and the big man with a beard on the front front had a fat intestine brain, and the face embellished by the beard couldn't see there, but the face was a little clean, and there was a bun on the head that seemed to be tied at random, without a big crown, and the bun comb was strange and pleasing to the eye, and there was no Han style at all.

The bearded man arched his unnatural hands very politely, and said: "Your Excellency's knife technique is really exquisite, and you will be admired and admired in the next death." ”

"Hey, why don't you agree with each other...... Wrong...... You didn't say a word, and you thought about us to death. Wan Bailu hid behind a rocky rock by a stream, heard no movement, and then crossed his hands on his waist, and then pointed at the rudeness of the bearded daredevil.

"It's not us, it's me. "The stubbornness of Mu Na has said this sentence to Wan Bailu for the first time since he came out of Lingyun Pavilion, which is very rare.

Wan Bailu just wanted to reply, but he pointed to the knife that Hao stubbornly put away in the scabbard behind his back, "Brother Tai, your knife has more of an obsession, but you have less emotions." ”

Hao stubbornly said coldly: "If there are more emotions, people can't be ruthless, and there is less obsession with the knife, but they can't kill people with more obsessions." ”

Death Sorrow was surprised: "What is the name of this knife?"

Hao stubbornly said: "Killing the gods." ”

Death said sadly: "I can't cut my thoughts, and the knife realm can't help it." ”

Hao stubbornly said: "If this is the case, then the Regret God Killing in my hand will not be able to be used." ”

Death Sorrow glanced at the woman standing next to him, then quickly retracted his gaze, and said, "It seems that "Ruthless Knife" ranks third in the knife spectrum, which is not unreasonable." He smiled, and his beard, which had been a little scary before, became a little cute.

Hao stubbornly said coldly: "Your knife is also missing one thing?, and your emotions are too overflowing, such a knife, the soul of the knife is dead, only the power drives its own empty body, it can't kill people, let alone succeed." ”

Death and sorrow stopped smiling, frowned, as if touching the pipa string in my heart that had not been plucked for a long, long time, and said: "I call it death and sorrow, I thought that people were dead, and sorrow should also be broken and forgotten." Being mentioned by you is like an ear mentioning your face. ”

Hao stubbornly showed a look of amazement, and said: "My name is Hao stubborn, if anyone wants to play with me with a knife, then play with me first." Because my sword is called 'Killing of the Gods.'" ”

A slapped his thigh, laughed, this time unfolded his ugly face of joy, shaking his beard up and down, it was a little funny, and after a long time, he said in that still rough voice: "My knife, the white bone ghost knife, but the soul of the knife has been ...... Anyway, you are right, there is no spirituality. ”

Hao stubbornly became interested and said: "There is a person in my Hao clan who can see the disease of weapons and the doctor of weapons. ”

Death Sorrow said eagerly: "Who?"

Hao stubbornly said: "Hao obscene sword." ”

Sorrowful and sorrowful, hugged his fists and thanked him for his farewell, and an incarnation broke through the air.

Qi Xuanyao said secretly, "That person is just now, the sword technique and Hao's stubborn life go hand in hand, but he doesn't want to cross the score, want to be promoted, and want to exchange treasures, well, there are so many capable people in the world, no wonder Hao stubbornly does not recognize the so-called division of force value on the platform of Lingyun Pavilion, it seems that my fourth place is indiscriminate, no wonder I have the Ochre Yang Gong Body and I don't know it." ”

Hao stubbornly took a few steps, his boots stepped on the leaves of the dead tree, and with a slight crackling sound, Wan Bailu happily followed.

Hao stubbornly said: "Don't follow me. ”

Wan Bailu muttered her little lips and said, "You say this every time, since Lingyun Pavilion said it now, you have said it more than fifty times, aren't you tired?

Hao stubbornly stopped talking, and walked aimlessly, but every step was as steady as Mount Tai.

Wan Bailu said, "Hey, you wait for me." ”

The two had just been in the woods, one after the other.

Suddenly, an object was thrown from the stream in front of him, smashed not far from his feet, Hao stubbornly frowned, subconsciously lowered his head to look, and saw a white dice the size of a toe, with a slightly solemn expression, the dice were snoring on the ground and turning constantly, and the withered leaves of a small world around it rolled away, like a drop of water on the horizontal plane, and the ripples that dissolved and dragged beside it.

The white dice, which were spinning rapidly, suddenly slowed down, and the spots visible to the naked eye, which were more blue and less red, gradually became clear, and then stopped completely, and stopped like a tumbler, with two spots of cyan facing the sky.

"Two points, small. Just two moves?, and then!" A voice like a bell came from the opposite stream, and then a terrifying sword aura followed the sound, slashing towards the mighty stubborn life that had been alerted for a long time.