Donghua Yufan sits on the tiger and watches the mountain fight, far away.

The distraction monk who was protecting the short was getting closer and closer, and from a distance, Donghua Yufan saw clearly that the other party turned out to be a bearded man with a long beard.

Touching his chin, Donghua Yufan felt a little weird.

She'd been here for so long, and she hadn't seen anyone dressed up like that.

Most of the men here prefer to dress up like a handsome son, and the most unfortunate is also the kind of masculine type, similar to Jian Tianlin, with clear water chestnuts and horns, and at first glance it is the role of a tough guy. I've never seen anyone who actually prefer beards, and the clothes on his body are also very casual, and at first glance he looks like a rough man.

Of course, Donghua Yufan can't be allowed to explore too much.

The beard had already come to the front of Jian Tianlin.

However, he didn't take Jian Tianlin in his eyes, after all, his strength was already high-level in the entire Fantian Continent, so Jian Tianlin, a monk who was very young at first glance, was not regarded as an opponent by him at all.

The woman not far away had an aura that made him uncomfortable.

In this way, the woman's cultivation is higher than that of this young monk. It's just that he can't see through Donghua Yufan's true cultivation, and his heart is condensed, and he knows that Donghua Yufan must have something hidden in his body.

He vaguely glanced at Donghua Yufan, who had a faint look on his face, and was about to pass, but Jian Tianlin blocked the beard with a cold face.

"Get out of the way." The beard's expression changed, and there was a dangerous look in his eyes, which was already very displeased.

There are still people who are not afraid of death, since this is the case. There's no need for him to be polite. As soon as he flicked his sleeves, several earth swords suddenly refracted towards Jian Tianlin.

Jian Tianlin watched the other party's movements seriously, and his black pupils reflected several earth swords that shot quickly. At that moment, the long sword in his hand pulled out an extremely dexterous sword flower. Then the body flashed quickly.

Only a few 'boom' sounds were heard, and Jian Tianlin's expression did not move, and he did not stay away from his beard because of the pressure brought by these earth swords, but took advantage of the situation to dodge and get closer to him at the same time.

Jian Xiu was originally the main close attack, but now that he has the opportunity to attack, he will naturally not let it go.

The silver sword in his hand seemed to have life, and every move carried a burst of leaking sword qi. Every time you attack the beard. There was a low 'buzzing' sound.

In the end, the beard is a high-level monk, and this cultivation is not obtained by eating rice. Even if you take drugs, you can take it to the level it is today. It also fully proves his own ability. After all, there are so many people in this world, and not all of them can become high-level cultivators even if they take drugs.

The beard quickly controlled his body to avoid the overwhelming sword qi, and his figure turned into an afterimage in the impenetrable sword qi, not only that. The spiritual power in his hand is also constantly resisting the delusional silver sword.

I didn't expect the other party's cultivation to be as good as him. But this attack is not weak. If it is time, it is not certain who will win and who will lose.

After all, he was just embarrassed to avoid it at this time, and promised to avoid the sword qi, so that the silver sword would not be touched. Moreover, the beard knew very well in his heart that Jian Tianlin was not doing his best at all now. I also knew in my heart that since the other party was a sword cultivator, hand-to-hand combat was definitely a strength. It's just that although he knew that there was a sword cultivator, he had never done anything with the sword cultivator.

Now it's a hands-on move. Only then did I know that the power of sword cultivation really deserved its reputation. Originally, using weapons with a low-level monk would make him feel a little uncomfortable. But now he was forced to take out his weapon.

He has many weapons, some of which are confusing, some are defensive, and some are more aggressive; But somehow, the ghost sent the gods, and he actually took out his spirit sword that he hadn't used for a long time.

Both with swords, and all at once, he fell into the lower floors. The beard is retreating, but on the other hand, Jian Tianlin is becoming more and more frustrated.

The silver sword in Jian Tianlin's hand is getting faster and faster, if it weren't for Donghua Yufan's eyes being good enough, I'm afraid what he saw would be an overwhelming silver light, seeing that Jian Tianlin pinched a sword trick with one hand, and the silver sword in the other hand kept changing.

Suddenly, another silver light shot into the sky. Suddenly, the long sword in the sky waited for an opportunity. made a 'buzzing' sound, looking at these countless long swords, Donghua Yufan felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and this sound sounded like a magic sound in his ears.

The beard looked a lot more serious, and the movements in his hands were not slow. Although the sword cultivation is very powerful, he is a high-level monk after all, as the silver swords shoot like meteors, the aura cover suddenly opens, and not only that, a palm-sized golden bell suddenly appeared in his hand. I saw that the beard pinched a magic decision, and the golden little bell grew in vain, and it was steadily suspended above the head of the beard, blocking the group of long swords like raindrops outside the little bell.

Jian Tianlin's expression darkened, and the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted, but he had to admit that although it was a little difficult to fight against a higher rank than himself, it was easy to find his own shortcomings.

Therefore, Jian Tianlin, who had put it away when he saw it, quickly put away the sword technique, and in an instant, the silver swords in the sky flew towards Jian Tianlin, and finally disappeared behind him.

Heaven and earth were restored to their original state, if it weren't for the small golden clock on the top of his beard and head that had not been put away, all the changes just now seemed to be just a dream.

Donghua Yufan looked at Jian Tianlin who was standing on the side speechlessly.

Who said that the monks of the sword cultivation family are all upright, do you see it? Jian Tianlin couldn't beat it, and he stood aside obediently, as if giving way. Let Donghua Yufan and Luo Beard feel a meal in their hearts.

Although the beard did not look at Jian Tianlin in his eyes, Jian Tianlin's flowing movements all illustrated the intentions of the people just now.

What about his feelings, just as he didn't dare to kill him?

It's easy to kill a sword cultivator, but it's hard to get the group of guys behind him who are so short-guarded. He has lived in the Western Regions for so long, and although he has never dealt with Jian Xiu, he has heard of it. A high-ranking monk once killed a sword cultivator, and it didn't take long for a group of monks with giant swords to hunt him down all over the world.

In the end, the monk really had no choice, and actually entered the misty forest in the northern region directly.

In fact, even if they entered, these sword cultivators were very persistent in searching the periphery of the misty forest and waited for several years.

As for what happened in the end, the beard doesn't know, and I'm afraid only the person concerned knows. Therefore, despite the dissatisfaction and displeasure in his heart, he didn't really have any murderous intentions towards Jian Tianlin. It can be seen how important it is to have a strong backstage in the cultivation realm. (To be continued.) )