Chapter 22: Another Handful?
"Who killed my apprentice?"
As the aura approached quickly, the angry voice also echoed in the sky above Bufu. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Old evil, what now?"
Bu Qingyun immediately thought of the evil king Sun, now to get through the current crisis, the evil king Sun is the greatest hope, after all, it is a strong person in the Divine Soldier Realm.
Thinking about the original Silent Yuan Gate, Bu Qingyun stayed in it for two months, and he had never seen a strong person in the Divine Soldier Realm, even Nanshanzi, maybe he had a Divine Soldier Realm cultivation in his heyday, but he didn't know what poison he had in, so he made his cultivation fall, and he only had the cultivation of the ninth layer of Condensation.
And the person who came here was obviously the master in the mouth of the blue-robed monk who was killed by Bu Qingyun before, Bu Qingyun didn't know how he knew about this, and now was not the time to ask about the root cause, the most important thing at this moment was to solve the trouble in front of him.
"Haha, don't worry, Lao Tzu is here, Lao Tzu must have this person and no return!" There was a trembling domineering spirit in the excitement of the evil king Sun.
Immediately, Weng Ming swirled in Bu Qingyun's mind, and it was the evil king Sun who told him how to deal with this person.
"Who the hell killed my apprentice, get out of here!"
The voice became more and more crazy, accompanied by a sharp gaze that quickly swept through the Bu family, and soon, it fell on Bu Qingyun's body.
"It turns out that there are monks here, it should be you!"
A monk, also dressed in a blue robe, had a silver light flickering under his feet and landed in front of Bu Qingyun.
"Very good, you have the ability to kill my apprentice Dou Chonghu, today I will let you pay for my apprentice's life!"
That person saw Bu Qingyun standing still, and there were faint source power fluctuations coming out of his body, and he was also a little puzzled at first, but as a Divine Weapon Realm powerhouse, how could he be frightened by a Condensing Source Realm cultivator.
So I saw his right hand raised, pointing at two points in front of him, and a long sword glowing with silver light appeared, faintly with the sound of a sword, which was also a magic weapon!
This sword roared with the sound of a sword, and seeing that it was only a foot away from Bu Qingyun, suddenly Bu Qingyun's eyes opened, and his eyes were full of strange light, and at the same time, a rebellious momentum burst out from him.
This is not him, but the evil king Sun!
It was the evil king Sun who temporarily controlled Bu Qingyun's body with a secret method, and a breath that also belonged to the Divine Weapon Realm spread, setting off an invisible wave of qi, making the long sword stop a foot in front of Bu Qingyun's body.
The long sword was blocked, and there seemed to be a spirit on the sword, unwilling to be bound by this, which made Weng Ming's voice soar, and was pointed at the tip of the long sword by Bu Qingyun, and in an instant, the long sword was like a imprisoned beast, and began to struggle violently and twist.
"Broken"
In the end, in Bu Qingyun's low shout, the long sword collapsed directly, causing the face of the Divine Soldier Realm cultivator in front of him to change greatly.
This long sword was a real magic weapon, and it was destroyed like this, and he saw that although Bu Qingyun was imposing, it was definitely only a cultivator of the same Divine Weapon Realm, how could he destroy this treasure with such a casual shot, which made him unbelievable.
Even when his thoughts were undecided, Bu Qingyun waved his robe, and two iron swords appeared in front of him, like loaches, constantly writhing.
"Look at it carefully, this technique is called Divine Sword Introduction, it was created by Lao Tzu back then, and it is enough to sweep away the monks of the same level!"
When the voice of the evil king Sun echoed, Bu Qingyun, who was introverted in his divine sense, carefully experienced the change that time.
"What kind of spell is this?" That Divine Soldier Realm powerhouse completely lost the invincible look when he came, and instead of it, he was shocked!
But he was able to cultivate to the realm of divine weapons beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he was by no means a mediocre talent, and immediately slapped the storage bag, and a flag appeared in his hand, the flag was all red, and he grabbed it and waved it directly at Bu Qingyun.
In an instant, a flame appeared out of thin air, and after this person waved again, another flame appeared, and the two flames reflected each other, roaring out, like a powerful ghost opening his mouth, and swallowing away at Bu Qingyun.
Bu Qingyun also had a strange glint in his eyes, he didn't retreat, he let the evil king Sun control his body, and the divine sword induction spell was activated, slashing down at the two flames.
The two flames were extinguished under the iron sword almost the moment they touched, and in the horror of the blue-robed monk, the iron sword broke through the air in a strange trajectory, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to his body.
"I'll burn you, burn you!"
The blue-robed monk desperately waved the red flag in his hand and screamed at the same time, making him look not at all like a monk with advanced cultivation.
But no matter how he waved the red flag and how the fire rose, where the two iron swords passed, as if they had entered the realm of nothingness, they directly penetrated the flames, and when the shadow of the sword gradually increased in his eyes, they passed through his body, leaving two blood holes.
And his gaze was forever frozen in the fear before death, and before he could even say a word of begging for mercy, his eyes bulged out violently, and his body went down.
The momentum of the evil king Sun also gradually receded, revealing a look that belonged to Bu Qingyun, and there was enlightenment in that look.
Bu Qingyun walked in front of him, took the storage bag on his body in his hand, and his divine consciousness gushed out wildly, constantly bombarding the storage bag, and in a few breaths, a muffled sound came out, and the prohibition of the storage bag was broken by Bu Qingyun.
Countless pills and spirit stones were unceremoniously put into his storage bag by Bu Qingyun, and at the same time, he picked up the red flag that the other party was still holding tightly when he died, and put it in the storage bag.
After doing all this, Bu Qingyun left the Bujia family and prepared to return to Bujiazhuang.
In the cold city, because of the death of the two monks, the cold in the city disappeared, and the streets returned to their former hustle and bustle, and many pedestrians walked around the streets early in the morning.
The sense of relief that he hadn't felt for a long time flowed all over his body, and he let Qingyun take a deep breath.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."
At this moment, suddenly there was a rapid shout from the other side of the street, and Bu Qingyun looked at it, and saw that it was a carriage, and the horse was suddenly frightened and began to gallop wildly.
This sudden change caused all the pedestrians on the street to be shocked and dispersed to both sides.
Countless things were thrown up and scattered all over the place, so that the horse could not calm down and ran even more wildly.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."
The groom in the carriage was also very nervous, trying his best to hold the frightened horse, and at the same time he shouted loudly for fear of hitting someone, and his voice was a little hoarse in just a few breaths.
"Ouch"
A somewhat piercing voice suddenly sounded in such an atmosphere, and the groom was taken aback, and hurriedly took advantage of this opportunity to use all his strength to hold the horse, but the horse seemed to be frightened again, and ran wildly again.
Seeing that he was about to rush into the crowded place in front of him, he suddenly floated out and pointed his fingers at the neck of the horse, which raised its feet in front of him, let out a neigh, and stopped.
This figure is Bu Qingyun!
"Thank you, little brother!"
The groom jumped out of the carriage in a panic, thanked Bu Qingyun, and then quickly ran to the back and helped the man who had been knocked down to his feet.
It turned out to be a young man with a large body, and the moment Bu Qingyun saw this person, he couldn't help but think of Chu Ming of the Silent Yuan Gate, and this person's body was even wider and fatter than Bu Qingyun!
But his voice was as high-pitched and sharp as a woman.
The moment the horseman saw this fat man, his face became even more ugly, and he respectfully helped him up, and kept saying, "Third master, are you okay?" ”
The fat man was at the juncture of rage, and he also raised his voice at the moment and said, "You are blind, don't you see that the master is here?" Dare to hit the master's body, the master tells you, in the future, this is away from the cold city, even if our slaughter family is the biggest, you all give the master me some eyes! ”
The horseman bent over, nodded desperately, and in the deterrence of the fat man, he came to the carriage, took out a sword, sent it to the fat man, and said respectfully: "Third master, you see, the small one is still in a hurry, this sword was accidentally picked up by the villain, and it was given to the third master, and it should be apologized." ”
The fat man saw that the horseman's attitude was not bad, and he also eased his anger a little, and took the sword, but when he pulled the sword out of the scabbard, his face suddenly seemed to be roasted by fire, obviously his anger had risen to the peak, and he drank: "Bastard, you dare to use such a broken thing to prevaricate the master, are you treating the master and me as a beggar?" ”
Because of his size, it was quite funny for the fat man to get angry, but Bu Qingyun's eyes were firmly fixed on the black sword.
That's it, the third iron sword!
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