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"It's coming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Liu Siyi's feeling was that a person swayed up from the foot of the mountain, and he immediately judged that this person must be the owner of Huangfeng Village. Because of the confessions of many robbers, everyone knows how strong the owner of the village is, and naturally he will not really sleep to death like Carlos.

Huangfeng Village is a den of robbers, who would walk alone in this kind of wilderness? And the cultivation is enough to have six grades, which is indeed much stronger than the second and third masters. However, this kind of cultivation was just a drizzle in front of Lingshan, and Liu Siyi didn't move and continued to sleep.

When you cultivate to the fifth level, you will have some abilities that you can't do before, which is the minimum threshold for a martial artist to cultivate the phantom soldier qi blade, and it is also the basis for being able to condense the six senses to release them outside the body and probe the changes in the surrounding breath.

Among all the people, only Hu Ge had the minimum requirements for cultivating the Phantom Soldier Qi Blade, and although some of the others had reached the fifth order, their internal strength cultivation was not enough. However, having the requirements does not mean that you can successfully cultivate, and the first department of the Great Freedom Academy headed by Lingshan is not willing to teach this ability, so the Phantom Soldier Qi Blade can only be pressed back to cultivate, and now it is still in the cultivation of the Five Emperors Dragon Fist.

Without further ado, as the people under the mountain got closer and closer, some people had already seen the appearance of this big village lord clearly.

A middle-aged uncle wearing a Confucian costume and a hand-cranked feather fan, smelling of alcohol all over his body, Shi Shiran walked into Huangfeng Village, and saw that there were so many people in the village, and exclaimed loudly: "Second, third, I told you to look at the village, where did you go and rob so many people back?" I told you a long time ago that Huangfeng Village does not resell the ...... of the population."

The old monk of Lingshan didn't know the origin of the other party when he saw this person, but when he heard this, he didn't have to think about it.

"This kind of stupidity, in the eyes of those two village owners, can be called an invincible master in the world!" Lingshan pounced on his strength, and he didn't bother to use any tricks, so he just said that he could catch it.

The middle-aged Confucian student was attacked by the enemy, but his reaction speed was extremely fast, his left hand stretched out, and his right hand pulled out a long sword out of nowhere.

Lingshan slapped it with a palm, and when he saw the middle-aged Confucian giving birth to a sword, his heart was flushed, and he turned his palm into a finger and wanted to bounce the opponent's long sword away. But the middle-aged Confucian student's fall, the change of the long sword suddenly exceeded common sense, pointing to the left rib of Lingshan, which was the great flaw in his tricks.

Lingshan snorted, slapped his backhand on the ground, and flipped it upside down with the power of the backshock, barely avoiding this sudden sword. actually lost face on this kind of "low hand", he had already seen Wang Fu'er come out and was watching the battle from the side, and his heart was even more irritable.

With a loud shout, the green flames in the palm of his hand swallowed, and he actually used the clutches of Dafanfu. Eighteen kinds of one-product martial arts in the Great Landa Temple, there are four doors in the Great Self-contained Courtyard, and the Great Fanfu Demon Clutch is one of the four first-grade martial arts in the Great Freedom Courtyard. Legend has it that after cultivation, it is necessary to infuse the true qi for decades to form a Buddha seal in the body, and most of the true qi is blocked by the Buddha seal during the cultivation process.

The palm power of Dafanfu's clutch soared, and he saw that the middle-aged Confucian was bound to die, but when he saw the middle-aged Confucian rolling on a lazy donkey, he suddenly coughed loudly, and a wine spring spurted out of his mouth. If the direction is taken elsewhere, Lingshan looks at it and looks under his crotch. He promised to be old, if he was seen, he thought that he was old and weak, incontinent, and his face would not be able to hang up. Therefore, with a turn of palm power, he did not split the Confucian Sheng, but shook it open and took Jiuquan.

"Where did you come from, monk? Is it so fierce and domineering? Watch me fly the sword and take your surname. ”

When the word flying sword exited, I saw that as soon as the middle-aged Confucian gave it away with both hands, the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand, and he fought with Lingshan in mid-air.

It's really a flying sword! Liu Siyi can detect the trajectory of the flying sword, just like in the film and television drama, only need remote control, and you can take the head of a thousand miles. Of course, although the statement is a bit exaggerated, there is no doubt that it is a flying sword.

The martial arts cultivation of the Middle Earth Divine Prefecture has reached the first-grade realm, or it can drive the blade, slash the target a hundred steps away, or cultivate spells such as the Great Shift Meditation Method, but without the five-grade mana, it can't be used so smartly!

It seems that this guy has hidden his strength, and Liu Siyi immediately made a judgment.

The old monk of Lingshan roared again and again, his palms slashed out in a row, and the cyan light flame was like blazing, hitting this strange flying sword, shaking the sword body buzzing and vibrating, and for a while it seemed to fall downwind.

The middle-aged Confucian let go of the long sword in his hand, and immediately shook his spirits, pinched his waist and stood up, pointing at Lingshan and scolding. This Confucian scholar is quite profound, and there must be allusions in the three sentences of the scolding. Because of the development of the world, Liu Siyi only barely understood three or four, and he was already amazed.

Lingshan has been reincarnated eight times in less than ten sentences in the mouth of this Confucian student, and his grandfather and grandmother have already done things like chickens and dogs, thieves, and bad morals. More than twenty sentences, Lingshan has already begun to try to attack the first slut, the first silver stick, and the first bastard in Middle-earth Shenzhou...... And so on glorious titles.

Later, the old monk of Lingshan was already on a par with the most famous evil figures in the thousands of years of history of Middle-earth Shenzhou, and the level advanced by leaps and bounds, and he entered the realm for thousands of miles.

Although Lingshan's hands trembled with anger, his palm was powerful, and one move was heavier, he couldn't help this flying sword that flew smartly and was powerless.

More than 100 moves have passed, and it has been seen that this middle-aged Confucian did not use the flying sword, and the seemingly ordinary long sword should be something like sealing the town. It is also exuding an eerie aura, and every time it touches the palm power of Lingshan, the aura on the sword will suddenly flourish.

After the fight, you can clearly see the ten figures, there are men and women, all of them have hideous faces, and they are deeply wronged, they came out of the sword, and with the sword light, they pounced on Lingshan.

The corpse soldiers summoned by the talisman and Wang Fu'er's protector god general are both physical existences, but this strange long sword summons out a void soul spirit without a substance, which is similar to the ghost soldiers, but the power is ten or a hundred times stronger.

The old monk of Lingshan is about to become a monk, and Wang Fu'er will never stand idly by.

Sure enough, Wang Fu'er quickly made a move, he didn't care about the flying sword that was extremely evil, but set the target of the attack on the middle-aged Confucian student, and shouted while rushing forward: "Ten directions cut the circle, and the flame knife is called!" Bang that bastard's head out for me! ”

The middle-aged Confucian seemed to be completely unaware of Wang Fu'er's attack, and was still shouting. But when the Ten Directions Slashing Circle and the Great Flame Sword were about to reach him, his evil sect long sword suddenly got rid of the Spirit Mountain and turned back to Confucius, blocking these two ruthless moves.

"It turns out that there is a little bald head, see me take your head together!" The Confucian was not afraid, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, the figure suddenly disappeared.

Among the one hundred and eight kinds of chanting in Landa Temple, there is an invisible chanting. Since there is this kind of spell in the Landa Temple, the Taoist Gate, and Confucianism are likely to have similar spells.

Liu Siyi thought of this, and Wang Fu'er also thought of it immediately, and with a burst of applause, black phosgene bloomed all over his body, forming the image of an iron tower.

Jingling!

There was a bang, and Wang Fu'er really expected the enemy to take the lead and blocked the sneak attack of the Confucian student.

Monk Lingshan was furious in his heart, he couldn't fight for a long time, he was already very anxious in his heart, but now he was intervened by Wang Fu'er, and he felt even more gloomy. shouted angrily: "I can deal with this sour man, I don't need you to interfere with everything!" As he spoke, he raised his palms, and the air flow in the field soared, and the Dafan Fu Demon Clutch let go of the attack range, enveloping all the targets within dozens of zhang.

In a place behind Wang Fu'er, there was a faint sense of resentment, so that Lingshan immediately found the target and attacked the killer.

Wang Fu'er immediately followed suit, and crystal ice and snow burst out outside his body, and with the kung fu of the Ten Directions Frozen Demon Dao, he created a small blizzard. was scratched by countless frosts, and the figure of the Confucian student couldn't be hidden!

"What a cunning two bald heads, but this one doesn't bother me. Look at my retreat! ”

Lingshan followed closely behind with the palm power, which was as close as his body, and the long sword in the Confucian Sheng's hand pointed at the ground, and he actually drilled down with a stabbing sound. Lingshan's palm power flew into the air, and only a big hole was blasted in the ground.

"Look at me poking my footboard!" This time it was Wang Fu'er who was unlucky, his feet hurt, and a bright long sword stabbed up from the ground. However, to the surprise of this Confucian student, Wang Fuer's legs and feet were as strong as iron, and he obviously stabbed with a lot of strength, but he only cut Wang Fuer's shoes and trouser legs.

Wang Fu'er was shocked, a short wooden stick flew out of his sleeve, shook it into a nine-foot giant stick in the wind, and poked it into the ground with his backhand. Peng's voice, the golden scale wood was not a sharp blade after all, it only penetrated three feet into the soil, and it failed to hurt the Confucian who was still slippery with your groundhog.

The middle-aged Confucian poked the footboard, and the power of that sword was definitely not weak, but it didn't hurt him, which was really incredible.

Wang Fu'er is really not simple, Liu Siyi immediately realized that there are other bigger secrets in that guy. However, the other party didn't say it, obviously he didn't trust them yet, so it was not good to ask more. Trust this thing is not something that can be solved in a short time, and it depends on the person's personality.

Lingshan and Wang Fu'er couldn't find the location of the middle-aged Confucian student, so they couldn't help but look at each other. Lingshan immediately pointed at Wang Fu'er angrily and shouted: "It's all you who are in the way, otherwise how could this poor ghost run away!" ”

Wang Fu'er sighed and said, "This uncle's skills are not very good, but the long sword is more strange. I guess his ability to cast spells has something to do with this long sword, not the level of his cultivation! ”

The seven elders who would be alarmed by the fight in the village, as well as other masters, had already appeared, and they still had no clue or anything to do about this big village master who was hiding.