Hou Qing said: "Sir, you can know that when a martial artist cultivates to the holy level, he can increase his lifespan by a hundred years, not to mention cultivating to the Xuan level and the god level. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI'm already in the Saint Realm now, how can I not live to be a hundred years old? The sword slave said: "Young master, don't listen to his nonsense." I think he's just a swaggering charlatan, how can you treat him politely. ”

Xuanji smiled: "It's up to me to say it or not, but it's up to you to believe it or not." Don't you hear that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck? He shook his head and said, "Since the young palace master doesn't believe it, then he will leave first." At the time of parting, he gave the young palace master a word, if there is a strong enemy, you can go west, and there will be nobles to help. He borrowed the wine account and walked out of the inn.

The sword slave said: "Young master, this person is untrustworthy and will have bad intentions." Hou Qing shook his head and muttered: "I think he is bright and upright, but he is really not an ordinary person." I just don't know what school he is taught from? I heard him say that his uncle is also a saint-level cultivator, and his ancestor is even more proficient, in today's world, when there is such a great sect, I don't know. ”

Xuanji had just left for a while, and Hou Qing was talking to the sword slave when a young man walked in. The man was dressed plainly, seven feet tall, with tense muscles all over his body, and he walked with a sense of strength and beauty. Although the appearance is not ordinary, it is not handsome, especially a pair of red eyes, which shows that the man is different. Although this man had a harmless smile on his face, he exuded a strange aura on his body, even on a hot June day, as long as he was close to this breath, people couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Hou Qing glanced at the man, felt quite weird, and said secretly: "What is this, why are the eyes red?" At that moment, he released his divine thoughts, but he didn't know that he was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no news, and he was even more shocked: "This person has such a high cultivation, I'm afraid he is already in the Xuan-level realm." He said to the sword slave, "Be careful, the person who comes is very good." We're not opponents! The sword slave was unaware, so he tucked it around his waist and gently pressed the hilt of the sword.

The red-eyed man came to an empty table and sat down, glanced at Hou Qing, shook his head, and said with a smile: "At such a young age, he is already a saint-level cultivator, and the Xuanbing Palace Fruit is worthy of its reputation!" "When he spoke, he had cut off his thoughts from probing, and although he was only a few feet away from him, he could not hear him speak.

The man drank a few bowls of wine and laughed loudly: "Brother of Wulin City, the person you are looking for is here, if you don't do it, how long will you stay?" Before the words fell, two murderous auras suddenly appeared, attacking Hou Qing from left to right.

Hou Qing cultivated a lot higher than the sword slave, and he always remained vigilant, so he reacted immediately. She didn't have time to say more, grabbed the sword slave's shoulder with one hand, and wanted to jump over to the second floor. Hou Qing went upstairs and stood firm in the corridor, turned around, and saw clearly that it was two winged people who attacked the two of them.

The sword slave said: "Young master, are they from the demon clan?" Hou Qing shook his head and said: "According to Xuanji, it should be the flying zombie vein in the zombie clan." "Thinking of the tragic things in the ancient fish country, I didn't feel that hatred started in my heart, and evil was born in my guts, and I immediately pounced on it. The sword slave didn't speak, followed behind her, and also picked a flying zombie as an opponent.

Hou Qing wanted to drink him to his legs, but his mind turned around, and he thought: "Although the sword slave is not as good as me, his skills are very good, and his actual combat experience is even richer than mine." Even if I fight against him, I may not prevail against him. ”

When the two Fei Stiff saw that Hou Qing and the two dared to attack them, they were also stunned, and they cheered and greeted them. At this time, there were four of them, two against two, and they only fought a few times, and the two of them fell behind.

I saw that the flying zombie against Hou Qing jumped and jumped, and the move was extremely fast, and Hou Qing only had the ability to parry, but had no power to counterattack. Hou Qingshi heard Xuanji say that zombies are powerful, and he didn't believe it in his heart, but he finally saw it today, and it was unusual. When I remembered Fang Cai, I swore a curse and vowed to slaughter the zombies in the world. If it is the two flying stiffs in front of you, and you are still invincible, how can you punish the evil and promote the good. She had this thought in her heart, and without any reservations, the cultivation of the first level of the saint level was completely revealed, and between advancing and retreating, she actually forced Fei Jian to take a few steps back.

The flying stiff took a few steps back before he stabilized his figure, glanced at Hou Qing, and felt even more shocked in his heart: "This woman is very good." Hou Qing forced back a strong enemy in one move, which was also a pleasant surprise. In addition to being excited, he glanced at the sword slave and saw that he was holding a short knife, and his moves were coming out, treacherous and spicy, but he was walking a feminine path. Tiger and tiger are full of style, which is not like the boxing practiced by the girl's family. Although he did not suppress the enemy, he did not fall behind for a while, and his heart suddenly settled down, and he said secretly: "The master ordered the sword slave to follow me and protect my safety, which makes sense." “

Fei Jian was forced to retreat by Hou Qing for a while, but after all, he was not like an ordinary person, and immediately came back to his senses, understanding that it was just because he underestimated the enemy, and he also roughly judged Hou Qing's strength in his heart.

This time it was the same as before, and Fei Zhuang knew in his heart that Hou Qing was already a saint-level martial artist, crossing the gap between heaven and man. She was here at such a young age, and what a genius she was. In time, he will be a peerless master. If you don't get rid of her at this time, you will die at his hands one day. He turned his heart, and the offensive suddenly became spicy, a pair of wings kept flapping Hou Qing, and a pair of hands seemed to turn into two invisible swords, and with the cooperation of the wings, the move stabbed Hou Qing to the vital point.

Hou Qing wanted to take advantage of one move and defeat him in one go, but unexpectedly, in exchange for his extremely fierce offensive, he immediately hurried and kept retreating. She took seven or eight steps back in quick succession before she could avoid the Flying Zombie's attack, and before she could finish her breath, a sturdy body hit her back. When he turned around, he saw that the sword slave was pale, and blood was constantly flowing out of his shoulders and back, and he was already injured.

In fact, with the kung fu of a sword slave, against a flying zombie, the original did not fall behind. It's just that he has always fought with mortals, and he has extremely rich experience in facing the enemy, and over time, he has become an unconscious action. This time, he suddenly fought with the zombie to the death, and for a while he couldn't adapt to the zombie's disregard for his own safety, and lost the first move, so that the flying zombie attacked for several rounds in a row, and was stabbed in the back by his wings.

What's more, with the mortal body of a sword slave, how can he do a continuous physical battle with the zombie clan known as immortal. After a little longer, my physical strength was really exhausted, and I gradually became stuck when the move changed. Fei Zhuang, who was fighting him, saw the right time, and a pair of wings swept away coldly, hurting his shoulder again.

The two attacks of this flying stiffness were actually ruthless, hiding all the poison of his corpse on his wings, only thinking that even if he couldn't kill the sword slave on the spot, he would poison her to death. It turned out that this Fei Fei was in the hands of the sword slave after repeated battles, and he had already seen that although the sword slave did not have the level of martial artist cultivation at this time, there was an inexplicable power in his body, and his strength was far better than his own. But for some reason, he didn't use that power, just like a three-year-old child, who had a lot of money, couldn't use it. A thought flashed in Fei Zhuang's heart, if one day this person suddenly opened up, blessed his heart, and integrated his own energy, where would he still be his opponent.

The sword slave injured his shoulder, his body suddenly lost his center of gravity, and he fell backwards. It just so happened that Hou Qing also retreated at this time, blocking his way, so he didn't fall to the ground. Seeing that he was defeated, the flying stiff who fought with the sword slave immediately stretched his two wings forward, like two spears, and stabbed at him. This thorn momentum is extremely fast, and in a trance, it has come to the eyes.

Seeing this, Hou Qing didn't care about the flying stiffness that was fighting with him, and hurriedly turned around and blocked in front of the sword slave. Seeing Hou Qing blocking in front of the sword slave, she couldn't help but be stunned when she thought that she would save the sword slave regardless of her own safety. It was in this stunned moment that Hou Qing kicked hard and kicked on his wings.

Hou Qing's kick in a hurry, he had already exhausted all his strength, and the kick made him stiff and almost fell to the ground. Fei Stiff reacted quickly, and when his body tilted, he immediately spread his wings, and instead of falling, he took advantage of the momentum of this fall and pounced again.

At this time, another flying zombie also rushed forward and joined the battle group. Seeing that the situation was critical, Hou Qing pushed the sword slave aside, and actually fought with the two flying zombies alone. She saw the position, and with another skillful hand, the sword slave was pushed away by him, and his body soared up, landing lightly on the table in the corner.

Seeing that the sword slave was unharmed, Hou Qing shouted loudly and joined the battle array. She was one against two, and suddenly fell into a bitter battle. The two flying zombies attacked together, both offensive and defensive, and the cooperation was extremely tacit, and they thought they had been specially trained. She still had luck in her heart, thinking that even if she couldn't win, she should be safe to get out. Who knew that under the cooperation of these two flying zombies, there was no flaw between advance and retreat, and the offensive was like a tide, and before the first wave retreated, the second wave had come.

Hou Qing couldn't stop at the moment, so she could only barely support it, and she was bitter in her heart. At this moment, the sword slave suddenly shouted: "Young master, why don't you use the master's master's teaching of you?" "He got out of the battle formation, and suddenly came to his senses, and he was defeated by the enemy. Seeing that Hou Qing fell into a bitter battle, it was not that he was unable to cultivate, but that he was inexperienced in facing the enemy, and many great opportunities to kill the enemy and win were missed in vain, which made the chance of victory slim, so he had to say a word to remind him.

When Hou Qing heard this, he was shocked: "How did I forget?" A crystal clear three-foot long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. With the sword in his hand, his confidence was greatly increased, and he put his skills into the sword body, and the long sword shone brightly, as if countless butterflies were dancing.

When the others saw this scene, they were all stunned, and they were secretly shocked in their hearts: "What kind of sword is this, it is so dazzling?" The sword slave was even more surprised: "The master actually passed on the swordsmanship and spirit sword of the Meteor Butterfly Sword to the young master!" ”

At this time, the situation on the field changed sharply, Hou Qing became more and more courageous, a long sword sword walked lightly, the ground was elegant and smart, and the direct killing was so frightened and frightened that he was at a loss. The two Fei Stiff looked at each other, and they both thought: "Such a swordsmanship, strange and treacherous, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to please today." He spread his wings, and his body soared into the air, and he smashed through the roof.

Hou Qing saw Fei stiff and walked away, his demeanor was relaxed, and the bones in his body seemed to be about to be scattered, so he sat on the table and chair beside him, gasped a few times, and then went to the sword slave's side. I saw that his face was pale, his spirit was sluggish, his whole body was weak, and the blood flowing from his shoulders had turned black.

Hou Qing looked around and wanted to find a person who knew how to heal the sword slave with poison, but saw that only the red-eyed man who came behind was still here, and the rest of the people didn't know where they went. The man saw that there was an inquiring look in her eyes, and said, "The girl fought with the zombies, ignoring the things around her, but she didn't know that those people were afraid when they saw that there were zombies at work, and they fled without a trace." ”

Hou Qing felt slightly indignant in his heart, and said, "They all ran away, so why don't you leave?" The man didn't answer, but only pointed to the sword slave's wound and said, "I see that the blood flowing from this brother's wound is mixed with the smell of decay, I think he has been poisoned by the corpse, if he is not dealt with in time, I am afraid that he will be worried about his life." ”

Hou Qing was shocked in his heart, and said hurriedly: "Do you have a cure?" The man said: "This zombie corpse poison is not an ordinary poison, and it can be cured by non-medicinal stones." Those who are poisoned by corpses will either die or become zombies. Unless someone sacrifices their lives to take drugs, even if the world's famous doctors are here, there is nothing they can do. ”

Although the sword slave was poisoned, his mind was not blurred, and he heard the conversation between Hou Qing and the man clearly, slowly raised his head, and said: "Young master, the sword slave is not good at learning, he lost the face of his master, and he was almost tired and injured the young master, and he was very unhappy in his heart." This time, I was poisoned by the corpse, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to save after all, and I am afraid that the two will fly away and return, so the young master should leave here as soon as possible. Whether I'm dead or a zombie, I can't hurt you. ”

Hou Qing said: "What are you talking about?" If the Master orders you to follow me, it is my duty to take you back. The man said: "The girl is affectionate and righteous, no wonder the Lord of the Xuanbing Palace actually taught you the spirit sword and swordsmanship of the Meteor Butterfly Sword, thinking that you will succeed her in the future and become the master of the Xuanbing Palace." ”

Hou Qing was stunned for a moment, and pondered: "When this person saw me wielding a sword, he knew the origin of my swordsmanship, could it be that he was a member of the six major sects?" You must know that although this sword technique is not a top-notch sword, it is the sword technique of my Xuanbing Palace, and it will not be used easily. It is a member of the six major sects, and only a few top people have seen my master and envoy. He said, "Who are you?" How do you know the origin of my swordsmanship? ”

The man laughed, "Who am I, you ask?" As I said, you don't know either. If so, what must be said? You just need to know that now I am the only one who can save this brother. Hou Qingqi said: "Can you save him?" Then you just said that the medicine stone cannot be cured, unless it ...... Unless ......"

The man didn't speak, just came to the side of the sword slave and put his hand in front of his cheek. Hou Qing was about to say something to stop him, and thought: "His words are quite similar to what Xuanji said, and it seems that he is not lying." Left and right is a death, so what's the harm in letting him try? The man grabbed his hand a few times, and saw that the sword slave opened his mouth involuntarily, and a trace of milky white mist slowly floated out of his mouth.

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