In the sky outside Fang City, sword light shot out, and spells swept down, and more than a dozen figures shuttled in from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I looked closely, I realized that the figure that was not afraid of spells and shook the flying sword was a delicate puppet.

These puppets are life-size, clad in silver light, and move with agility like humanoid fortresses, in groups of three or five, sometimes blocking flying swords, sometimes striking spells.

Although there were several people fighting with them on the opposite side in the distance, they were extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Although both sides are overhauled, and their cultivation is not much worse, but such a few people are helpless, which makes the party with many people very annoyed.

"The disciple of the Spirit Puppet Sect killed my junior brother, and if I don't take revenge today, how can we explain to the sect......"

"Fuck your shit!" An angry curse came from the center surrounded by four puppets not far away, if Bai Yu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person, it was Niu Xiaohua who left after getting the spirit fruit.

At this moment, he is no better, so he controls more than a dozen puppets for more than an hour, and he still has the strength to curse, his strength can be seen.

"Bastard's Eight Desolate Xuanjian Valley, your uncle recruited you to provoke you, kill your junior brother, I'm sorry, I want to rob the labor and capital spirit fruit Ming said, is it interesting to pretend to be your big egg. Niu Xiaohua was furious, her face turned red with anger, but she shouted vigorously in her heart, Dad, you have to hurry up, if you don't come, there will be no one to pass on your ancestry.

The face of the person on the other side turned red, obviously being poked in the vital point, but one of them said, "This son is so difficult, why don't I call some more people later?"

Everyone kept doing things, but their eyes were turning and turning between each other, one by one showing hesitation, "The seven of us are in the middle stage of the Dan, one is in the middle stage of the Dan, and the three are in the early stage of the Dan, and we can't hold a monk in the early stage of the Dan, this battle is already a shame to go home, if we call someone again, what if we still can't take it?"

"The elder ordered me to snatch the spirit fruit, if the mission fails, I will be disgusted by the elders in the future, and I am afraid that life will not be easy. The other looked confused, as if he could not make up his mind.

At this time, the mid-stage consummation monk spoke, "Call people, since you have lost face, it is really ugly to give up." ”

"Who is rampant, and dares to stop and kill my Spirit Puppet Sect disciples. "A cold-faced hunchbacked old man, riding a puppet donkey, the donkey is stepping on the flames, far away before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.

Niu Xiaohua, who was struggling to support her, heard the voice, her eyes lit up, "Brother Qu, don't break the stone, hurry up and make a move, I am about to hang up if I don't see me." ”

The hunchbacked old man's face darkened, "Stinky boy, didn't you just take a few spirit puppets from me, why don't you use them." He didn't care about whether this guy was big or small, and called him a hundred-year-old old man, so he asked first.

The moment Qu Xinfu's voice came out, although he didn't make a move, several people in the Eight Desolation Xuanjian Valley on the opposite side suddenly panicked.

"It's not good, it's the Yuanying Monk, hurry up and inform the elders......"

Several people immediately stopped shooting, although the old man on the opposite side did not move, just standing there was an invisible oppression, which made people panic.

A few runes of light converged into the top, and they didn't enter the Sword Palace, as if Qu Xin Fuhun didn't see it.

Seeing that the helper was coming, Niu Xiaohua would not stay here, ignoring Qu Xinfu's question, and said to himself, "Brother Qu will wait a while, I'll find a place to rest first." ”

As soon as the puppet took it, he swallowed the pill and flew towards Fang City.

Although the Spirit Puppet Sect is good at puppets, its consciousness is no different from that of ordinary monks, but it can turn the consciousness of nothingness into thousands of threads.

Of course, the number of puppets that can be manipulated is also related to cultivation.

Therefore, Niu Xiaohua didn't know that in addition to the Eight Desolation Xuanjian Valley that fought with him, there were several forces that were also coveted in the dark.

However, Qu Xinfu came, and the onlookers couldn't help but turn their heads and ears.

There are those who are impressed by the strength of the Spirit Puppet Sect, and there are also those who take the opportunity to pass on the news, and so on.

The disciples of the Eight Desolations Xuanjian Valley retreated far away, and Qu Xinfu didn't care, he was waiting for the Lord to come now.

If the Eight Desolation Xuanjian Valley doesn't give him an explanation today, then it's fine, and the Spirit Puppet Sect doesn't need to be polite in the future, whenever you see its disciples, you can see if your flying sword is invincible, or if my puppet can carry it.

No one in the Sword Palace knows, wrong, from the previous confrontation between the two sides, the matter below has been under the attention of people with a heart.

It's just that right now, a Jiedan disciple can carry seven or eight of them, and as a result, another one-yuan infant monk has come, so why should he send out seven or eight yuan infant power?

Let's not talk about whether there are so many Yuanying monks in this Sword Palace, even if there are, if they still return with a feather, what should they do.

Just when the powers left behind by the treasures above each had a ghost in their hearts, in the market below, the first auction since the great changes in heaven and earth finally came to an end.

Out of the auction house, Bai Yu subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Wan Lianhao, Wei Bangguo and others who accompanied them were also the same, looking at the sky one by one.

It was also at this time that Bai Yu happened to see the falling cow flowers.

Immediately, there was a little guess, and then looking at the old man riding a puppet donkey on the canopy, I couldn't help but look forward to it.

"If the expectation is good, this person should be invited by Niu Xiaohua, but I don't know what the means are. To this day, he has not seen the battle of the Yuanying Monk, and if he can watch it, he will definitely benefit a lot.

At least he knows his general means, which is extremely valuable to him who can only fight in close combat at the moment.

Bai Yu turned to think of the several spirit puppets that had just arrived, and he vaguely regarded them as hole cards, and he would not use them at the critical moment.

At this moment, the old man riding the donkey spoke, "Why, I don't dare to come out to confront people if I deceive people, if so, don't blame my Spirit Puppet Sect disciples in the future." ”

At this time, some of the bigwigs in the Eight Desolation Xuanjian Valley couldn't sit still, especially a few Yuanying elders, who accused them one after another.

"I know that the surname Lin is unreliable, but now it's okay, I haven't gotten the spirit fruit, and I've made a commotion. ”

"It's also for the sake of the sect, no wonder he, now I'm going down, and a few people are acting when they see the opportunity. ”

The others were silent for a moment, what else could they say, since someone came out and everything would be easy.

The elders in each sect are divided into inner gates and outer gates, although Lin Fangshuo is in the late stage of the Jiedan, in this Eight Desolations Xuanjian Valley, he is just an outer sect elder.

His strength is the strongest in the outer gate, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to turn into a spiritual fruit.

The person who spoke for Lin Fangshuo just now was called Qi Yankong, who was in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, and was one of the few powerhouses in this Sword Palace.

Out of the Sword Palace, he rushed towards Qu Xinfu.

It's a pity that after waiting for a while, I don't know what the two people in the sky said, but I saw that the sword palace monk was submissive, shook his hand and handed out a storage bag, and the old man riding a donkey took it and looked at the bottom, and actually entered the market.

Bai Yu was suddenly disappointed like a group of onlookers.

After a brief greeting, Wei Bangguo left, and Wan Lianhao said goodbye and went.

After explaining a little to the Xuan brothers and sisters, Bai Yu walked towards Xingyue Tower.

If the prediction is good, the Illusory Temple monk is afraid that it will not be easy, of course, this is only his speculation.

It's just that in this way, the person who is looking for trouble from the Spirit Puppet Sect is afraid that he will not make a move.

The Yuanying monks all retreated, thinking that the strength of the old man riding a donkey was also extraordinary, which was also unexpected by Bai Yu.

The only thing that is not surprising is that there are still many forces watching him.

Sweeping the consciousness on his body one by one, Bai Yu understood that even if he made all the spirit fruits easy to come out, it would be useless.

People don't believe it at all, what can you do.

Even when he first entered Fang City, he directly denied that he did not have a spirit fruit, and people didn't believe it.

It may not be without a cause.

Therefore, Bai Yu simply admitted, hoping to muddy the water, but unfortunately the old man riding the donkey disrupted all his steps.

"White Feather?!"

While thinking about it, he suddenly heard someone calling him, his eyes slanted slightly, and he immediately saw two acquaintances.

Some monks passing by couldn't help but wonder, seeing that the person's name was not Liu Feng, how could it be Bai Yu, and there were many people who liked lively gossip.

Suddenly he didn't leave, just stood a short distance away, looking this way.

"Who am I stirring up trouble here, why, I want to pretend I don't know if I change my name. Song Yaolong had a cold face, a high-spirited look, and said disdainfully.

Bai Yu's gaze stayed on Song Yaolong for a moment, and then he swept over to look at the silent Boyang behind him.

I haven't seen them for half a year, and these two people have already entered the realm of the Yudan, Bai Yu was surprised in his heart, especially Na Boyang was already in the late stage of the Yudan, but it was weird, which made him feel a little jealous.

Song Yaolong saw that Bai Yu was silent, thinking that the other party was frightened by the cultivation of himself and others, and his heart was even happier.

But he will not forget the shame that this person gave him on the FD campus at the beginning, as well as the shame of the Song family.

He wants to retaliate, retaliate fiercely, in the past, the Song family, as the first family in Shanghai's financial strength, how beautiful he Song Yaolong was.

Backed by the ancient martial arts family, who dares to provoke, but this person is here.

Not only did he not take it seriously, but he troubled him several times, and finally waited until the uncle sent someone.

He thought that he could finally repeat the glory of the past, but he found that he was very wrong, and the uncle's family was also trampled under the feet of the other party.

How unwilling he was, most of the Song family's business was taken away by the Jin family, and his good life came to an end.

Nearly a year of freshman life, he didn't know how he came over, and every time he closed his eyes, the image of the other party indifferently stepping on his face would appear in his mind.

Especially when the life-saving straw in his eyes, Boyang, the son of the Bo family, appeared, but was also ruthlessly trampled under the feet of the other party.

His world collapsed, and as he had foreseen, he became the object of ridicule on campus in the days that followed.

Until that day, the appearance of the four treasures on the canopy finally changed the trajectory of his fate.

Just as he was about to step into the Desolate Demon Mountain, the Eight Desolate Xuanjian Valley, which had not reacted before, suddenly took him away.

Because of his jealousy and murderous intent, he was captured by the Lifeless Sword Venerable at the beginning of the game, and became his only personal disciple.

He didn't know how he had come over these months, and every day when he endured the pain of sword qi entering his body and scraping his bones in the sword pool, he thought of everything that had been taken away by Bai Yu.

The glory is gone, the Song family is weak, his doting uncle was also killed by Xuanyuan Chen, and so on, thinking of these, the pain is no longer pain.

Condensing, casting, so far, he finally waited for this day, and saw Bai Yu's gaze passing over his body.

A touch of ruthlessness crossed Song Yaolong's eyes, and then a little contempt surfaced.

Seeing Bai Yu looking at him, Bo Yang looked calm, "Do you remember what you did that day?"

Bai Yuwan smiled, "I remember." ”

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the opportunity to do it now, and for my sake, I won't kill you at once, but torture you little by little, and when you realize your stupidity and ignorance, then you will die. ”

Boyang's voice was very soft, very light, and seemed to be disdainful, not even disdainful, as if there were not many things in this world that could enter his eyes.

But the confidence in his tone made Bai Yu believe it.

"Yes, do I still miss you?" Bai Yu smiled, not with disdain, but with a feeling that the next days would not be so boring.

At this time, Song Yaolong suddenly pretended to be surprised and said, "I heard that the headquarters of the Dragon Gang is in the northwest area, I don't know if it's true or not?"