"This sword pond is open, but it's just some swords," Jiang Ning pointed at Li Fuyao's brother and sister and said, "These two are here to dig the soil, what are you here for?"

"I'm here to grab the sword!" Hu Yanfeng said confidently, "The original knife is completely scrapped, and there must be a weapon to use first." ”。

"You are a sword, grab a fart sword?" Bai Xingzhi was still worried about this guy's chaotic mandarin ducks during the day, and she didn't have a good airway.

Hu Yanfeng was unmoved: "What's wrong with the sword? As long as it is in Lao Tzu's hand, it is a knife!"

Jiang Ning raised his forehead: "A group of unreasonable rammers!".

Looking at the honest Li Fuyao, he nodded thoughtfully. I don't know if I am echoing Jiang Ning's exclamation, or agreeing with Hu Yanfeng's crooked reasoning. In short, everyone is a weirdo.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped.

Strange people and strange people talked very happily, and the people next to them naturally had a small circle, outside the huge barrier, everyone temporarily maintained restraint, and the well water did not interfere with the river water. Even those who had grievances in the past and hatred in the near future have also tacitly distanced themselves, and out of sight is pure.

As for the gap in the enchantment opened, what would happen to everyone after they entered the Moyun Sword Pool Mountain Gate, God knows.

Beneath this delicate and fragile balance lies the unfathomable depth of the human heart.

Every time the little tail of Hu Yanfeng speaks, there is always an amazing effect of igniting the firecracker fuse, and the que'er who has followed the old Su Yan'er since she was a child to chew the words admires this little sister tightly, and every time she has to sigh that what her grandfather said is really the truth, and the language does have the ability to turn decay into magic and say death to the living.

At that moment, the delicate girl who learned from Hu Yanfeng and wore nondescript animal skin clothes laughed, and said innocently: "Brother Jiang Ning, why are you not more popular than my family," she turned her little head and big eyes to look around, full of smiles: "Look at it, look at it, there is such a big place outside the barrier, out of a hundred people, there are ninety people staring at you, those little eyes, green are going to eat people!"

With just this sentence, ninety percent of the people who were secretly staring at Jiang Ning had one hand quietly holding the weapon on their waists.

Jiang Ning smiled and didn't care.

Hu Yanfeng glared at the crow's mouth on the side, and didn't refute anything like 'isn't it you who is not welcomed', but nodded in agreement with a rare nod: "This Qingxuan is useless, and if he can't keep the Zhenjiao Method, forget it, he can't even cover the news tightly, it's really a humiliating legacy of the dignified Mu Tianzun." ”。

The sharp sword qi came to the face, it was a move in Qing Xuan's unique swordsmanship "Four Seasons" 'Plum Rain!', a sword is like a hundred swords, lingering, dripping, every raindrop seems to contain a feminine and sharp sword qi, teaching people to avoid it.

Hu Yanfeng didn't know when the heart knife appeared in his hand, and he was about to pick up that move, Li Fuyao, who was sitting on the side gnawing on the second roe deer leg, just stretched his waist and shook his sleeves, and the 'plum rain' that came to his face evaporated and disappeared.

The meat that Li Fuyao ate in his mouth was greasy, but the words he said were exceptionally refreshing and simple: "If you want to fight the eighth and ninth layers, you will come to me, and if you bully a third-layer person, you are not afraid of other people's jokes." ”。

Hu Yanfeng pursed his lips and said: "The ninth layer also depends on the person, if you Li Fuyao and A Ning are the ninth layer, I will sit down obediently, but this cold sword, it is just a matter of a knife." ”。

Su Que finally met the woman called 'Han Shui'. No one told her who it was, but she knew, because Jiang Ning's eyes when he looked at the woman were exactly the same as when he was lying on the window in the Su family's hut.

The woman was tall and bright, exuding a calm and gentle temperament, her cultivation was incomparable to her, even her appearance was so good-looking, she shrank behind Jiang Ning with some self-shame, but immediately straightened up her small chest and stood back beside him.

Han Shuisha just stood quietly opposite Jiang Ning, without expression and without speaking.

Jiang Ning didn't speak, just silently took Su Que's hand.

There was an eerie silence, and the two of them looked at each other silently, relatively speechless.

For a long time, about a quarter of an hour, maybe longer.

Han Shuisha waved his hand and said, "Let's go." ”。

Then he strode away.

Fang Cai seemed to want to say something to the ninth-layer man who was out of the sword of Hu Yanfeng, but he didn't say anything after all, and gradually moved away from the back of Qing Xuan's team.

Su Que let out a long sigh of relief.

Hu Yanfeng didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the sentence 'The woman's fate is so good' caused everyone to roll their eyes.

After all, the fight did not start, but those who were secretly waiting for the profit were disappointed, and at the same time, they had to admire the terrible determination of the woman who was in charge of the current situation.

Qingxuan, after all, is Qingxuan.

Mu Tianzun, the strongest in the Eight Domains, sat down, and the previous generation of Qingxuan Twin Venerables died in that battle one after another, and his vitality was greatly injured and injured.

Even so, Qing Xuan can still rank among the four major sects, and not everyone can afford to mess with him.

Those disdainful words just now, Hu Yanfeng said it, because he was from the torture house, and Li Fuyao said it, because behind him was the Drifting Snow Villa.

But the rest of the people secretly coveted the "Wood Emperor Sutra" that might be on Jiang Ning's body, but they never dared to go to the stage and argue with these top sects.

Since those few people were able to deter Qing Xuan, they naturally wouldn't jump out casually to be the first bird, so they each restrained their deep thoughts at the moment and began to recharge their energy for the competition after entering the sword pool.

The gap in the barrier has begun to widen, and it won't be long before it's enough for people to enter. It's just that there is still an invisible wall of qi in the inner layer of the gap, which is full of tyrannical sword intent, and there were masters of the Yuan Dan realm who did not believe in evil earlier, and if they had to break in, they ended up with a broken arm, and the weapon was also lost inside the enchantment.

At this point, everyone was convinced that the rumors were true, and sure enough, only people below the void could enter.

But these did not prevent Yuan Dan from having more powerful masters of the Star Pole Realm still coming here in a steady stream. The intention of guarding the door to cut off the beard is obvious.

After all, Moyun Sword Pool was also a gate sect with multiple masters of the Divine Elephant Realm back then, although it could only be regarded as second-rate at the time, but now it is enough to rank among the four major sects, and the treasures in its gate, even if there will be a loss of most of the spirituality over thousands of years, it is enough to arouse the interest of anyone below the realm of the Law Domain.

It's just that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, who knows if there is a slingshot below?

Since the various sects dare to let their disciples come to hunt for treasures, they may not have a backhand to keep their harvest, even those who are alone in the loose cultivation, there is not really easy to bully, since they dare to come alone, they naturally have a certain dependence, come back, whether to snatch it at that time, it is necessary to judge on the spot, which is extremely exquisite.

Therefore, the difficulty of being a fisherman is actually much higher than imagined, and if you are not careful, there is a risk of being eaten by the fish.

Jiang Ning can live from a little beggar to the present, and he has understood one thing with the lesson of blood.

The one who treats others as fools is the real fool.