He walked leisurely, and the halberd was received behind his back, with a smile on his angular face, mocking to be exact. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Xuanniao turned into a human form, looking like a middle-aged swordsman, and the Qingfeng on his waist was just three feet, and he pinned it there at will.

"Long time no see......" he said.

Is this the one from a year ago? Tang Chuan didn't know.

Xuanniao's face was still pale, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

"Why are you here?" He was questioning, as fierce as the Ao dog.

"I'm not here because you did something you shouldn't have done, I should have slaughtered you in the tomb!" Tang Chuan sneered and told the old past.

Under pressure, no one on the Xuanniao side dared to talk about him, and most of the humans were like this, only the face of the sea clan on the battleship changed.

They came under the banner of supporting Xuanniao, and when their king, the Qingjiao Dragon Ao Dog, did not know the life and death, it broke out that people and Xuanniao had an old relationship.

They deliberately forgot that the cultivation realm is not big, knowing each other is a common thing, and having old things is not just a friendship.

Shemales are all the same, and what is beneficial to them has nothing to do with right or wrong. They just need to be good for themselves and that's it.

There is no one pressing on it, all kinds of seriousness and impropriety, nonsense and blind guessing are also mixed in.

"You're damned!" Xuanniao was unruly, he didn't feel that he was weaker than Tang Chuan, he could do everything he did just now.

Time has made the monk lose a lot of things, exquisite swordsmanship, powerful spells.

As soon as he spread his wings, he soared thousands of miles like a roc, and then fell in a second, with a burning flame on his feathers.

"It's the fire phoenix that came to the world!" On the battleship, someone exclaimed.

True dragons, like phoenixes, have long been legendary creatures, and even in ancient times, not everyone had the chance to see them once.

Like the Heavenly Immortals, the union between humans and dragons is also made up by those ignorant sour Confucians. A dragon noblewoman with eyes higher than the sky, the handsome man she has seen is gone, how can she have feelings for a human who can't cultivate.

Those works were not just their dissatisfaction with the society of the time.

In short, since the beginning of Dayu Ding Kyushu, cultivators rarely appeared in the world, and the dragon clan and the phoenix clan, which were even rarer at that time, rarely appeared in the cultivation world, and most of them went to outside the territory.

The fire phoenix has been a concept since that time, and only monks with supernatural powers can witness the true face of the fire phoenix, and more knowledge has heard of the power of the fire phoenix, but it is difficult to see it.

Among them is Tangchuan.

At this moment, the black feathers of the Xuanyao were wrapped in raging fire, and from a distance of hundreds of miles, Tang Chuan could feel the heat of the flames, it was not a bird flying, it was a phoenix!

Holding the halberd tightly, Tang Chuan squinted his eyes slightly, and after calculating the position, he jumped forward, using the same technique just now, killing ghosts and gods.

The skill called Ghost Slayer can kill ghosts and gods, but it has never done anything to the fire phoenix.

The dragon just now, the phoenix now, Tang Chuan really wanted to give it a try.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, the corners of his mouth turned up to the top, and the smile through his back infected everyone.

Everyone felt that he was in his chest, just like just now, killing the invincible fire phoenix with a halberd.

The Sea Clan, who had suffered a loss just now, chose to remain silent, if Xuanniao was defeated, they could only leave in disgrace, maybe Tang Chuan wouldn't let them go.

Finally approaching, Tang Chuan's tense heart was also a little relaxed at the moment, but he didn't panic when it came to the end.

Time is a very strange thing, it is everywhere, every minute and every second passes, not much, but persevering. It only takes a few decades to turn a girl who has fascinated thousands of boys into a Russian aunt.

It can also make countless girls scream, and the handsome guy who is haunted by it becomes a fat man.

Looking at the Xuanniao, the fiery red feathers gradually overwhelmed the original black, and the armor built by the aura gradually dissipated and became a part of the dust.

If it weren't for the dazzling red light, I'm afraid everyone present would have seen Tang Chuan's naked L-body.

"What's going on!" Xuanniao paused word by word, without the confidence just now, everything seemed to be changing.

"Kill ghosts!" Tang Chuan muttered softly, the god and ghost Fang Tian's painting halberd was full of fire for the first time, and the sharp halberd blade pierced the fiery red feathers, stopping the trend of the Xuanniao falling.

This is not a joke, the bird is already level with the sea. And the Tang River below him did not have the slightest contact with the seawater, which was even more terrifying.

He felt Tang Chuan's anger.

The crowd of onlookers on the sea held their breath, the light impact just now shook their hearts like a sledgehammer, and pieces of flying feathers that were shaken off joined the still burning flames.

Blood-red flames kept beating on the surface of the sea, sometimes in groups, sometimes alone.

"Hah!"

With a loud shout, this is not the time to take care of the image, Fang Tian drew a halberd to pick up a 10,000-pound Xuanniao, and he walked on it step by step.

In the first step, the jet-black and shiny armor reappears; In the second step, the black boots make their own voice; In the third step, the black helmet becomes the protection of his head; Fourth, the flaming red cloak is windless and automatic. He also came up from the water.

"Great War!"

He didn't talk nonsense, his boots made a series of footprints in the air, and the halberd was dragged by him with a screeching grinding sound.

It's a split in the air, the sea water has been burned out of the empty D, what if the sky is broken?

The immovable sky did not have the ability to dodge, and it was cut in half by the halberd that followed the Xuanniao and shattered.

It was just a moment of condensation of the air, and after the solidification, everything returned to the original point, Tang Chuan looked at him, and raised his hand to strike, not the splitting slash just now, but the anger of the gods and ghosts.

Where this trick came from Tang Chuan has forgotten, he only knows that when he used this trick in his dream, he shattered dozens of spiritual weapons in a row.

The halberd kept crashing into the long sword that Xuan Bird did not take advantage of, hitting the same point every time, and the unknown long sword officially became a part of history.

"The spirit weapon was destroyed like this?" Some Sea Clan was dumbfounded, and the wrinkles on his face showed that he was not a young Sea Clan, but the kind of well-informed old Sea Clan.

It's not a different title, it's a status symbol. No matter what an old Sea Clan has lived for hundreds of years, he will have privileges that the newly born Sea Clan does not have.

The reason is their experience.

Because of his words, the whole ship was heartbroken, and Tang Chuan's squandering was heartbroken, it was a rare spiritual weapon!

It's not his own, Tang Chuan naturally doesn't care, he took the time to see that the yacht was safe and sound, and then threw himself into the war again, the halberd shattered the void, and every time he got the Xuanniao helpless, but he was desperate.

There have always been opportunities, Tang Chuan didn't choose to hunt directly, he is a Xuanniao, a rare animal like a mastiff, not to mention killing, it's good to get it back and raise it.

After all, the Haiyan Islands are named after him.

How many people in the world know that petrels and Xuanniao are not used? At least Tang Chuan didn't know what the difference was between them, he only knew that one was noble and cold, and the other haunted ordinary people's homes and islands.

Xuanniao vaguely knew what Tang Chuan meant, but he didn't dare to stop, and he didn't know where Tang Chuan's bottom line was.

He lived in this sea area thousands of years ago, and he came to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea in person. When he came back this time, he didn't find the East China Sea Dragon Palace, so he could only ask the South China Sea Dragon Palace, which was not bad, to come forward and assign this archipelago to himself.

A place that has almost become a large domain, and the concentration of aura is not comparable to ordinary places. All this made him give birth to a large number of little demons as soon as he came back, in order to cultivate a few capable ones.

The big demon, the demon king, he doesn't want to think about anything. In the era he lived in, there was no little demon who could grow into a demon king.

You must know that the demon clan itself is weak and strong, and the existence of the little demon is for the big demon to live better.

They don't need much wisdom, so they live a very aggrieved and happy life.

Now, they've all backed down. Not to mention whether this choice is wise or not, without courage, he will lose everything.

Rubbing his eyes, he reflexively killed back, Xuanniao turned into a human body, there was no joy and anger on his face, just calm.

A sharp bird's cry raged on the sea level, and many little demons were shocked by this, and they couldn't support it anymore and fell.

"You're the one you're waiting for!" Tang Chuan was not surprised, this was the moment he had been preparing for a long time, and what he was waiting for was the counterattack of Xuanniao.

He didn't know Xuanniao's plans, nor did he know what his hole cards were, so he could only take his time, in short, safety first.

A month ago, a lonely, soulless Xuanniao can now pull out a lot of demon clans, if he is given enough time, God knows what he will do.

The world cannot be left with only human beings, this is the principle. His bottom line is that these demons must grow up under the watchful eye of humans.

After all, Xuanniao's strength is not weak, and there was a bit of friendship in it before, and it is unfriendly to fight life and death as soon as you get started.

The most important thing is that as soon as he entered this sea area, he felt Zhou Xiaonuo's existence, and he was in a daze in the cabin intact.

He had to teach Genniao a lesson, telling him that there were some things he couldn't do, even if it was an accident.

The most terrifying thing in this world is not intentional, but unintentional and accidental.

The combat boots stopped suddenly, Tang Chuan's cranky thoughts came to an abrupt end, and he raised his hand to be a halberd, which was the Split Sky Slash. Only this time it wasn't the void that he cracked, but the feathers of the Xuanniao.

The reddish feathers in the black are not just the birds.

It is said that the birds in the world have to say something about the phoenix, Tang Chuan believes it, otherwise why would the Xuanniao imitate the fire phoenix just now, and the imitation is so true.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he approached Xuanniao again, tighter than just now, just for three words, "Accept or not!" ”

"Not convinced!" Xuanniao's eyes were horizontal, and his face was full of anger.

"Suffered!" There was a little demon screaming and constantly retreating: "The king has been caught!" ”

"Go get reinforcements!" Some little demons said nonsense, but it made many demon clans find a reason to escape.

Now is not the original era, the demon heart is not ancient, they think about themselves.

The halberd swept away, and the halberd of dozens of meters swept by, and the demon clan that was chaotic just now no longer exists.