At this moment, Xun Yu had already tied up the horse and rushed to the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw the two people who were tense, he instantly walked up and wanted to resolve it, after all, how could I, Xun Yu, let the gods fight, it really didn't work, I would take both!

Xun Yu faced the two girls with a hippie smile.

"Master!"

Deng Jungui glared angrily and said, "Shut up!" ”

"Senior sister!"

Ling Xiaohan said angrily: "Shut up!" ”

Xun Yu is not a person inside and outside at the moment, neither advancing nor retreating, so he can only look at the two of them angrily.

Ling Xiaohan said unrelentingly: "Fox Meizi, what means did you say you used to seduce Senior Brother Xun Yu?" ”

Xun Yu said inexplicably: "Seduce? When did she seduce me? ”

Deng Jungui said meanly: "Little goblin, he not only looked at my body, but also went to my bed, what's the matter, are you envious, jealous and hateful?" ”

Xun Yu said strangely: "When did the two of us go to bed?" ”

Xun Yu was a little helpless, of course it was a good thing to sleep with a girl, but I didn't do this thing, do I have to carry this inexplicable black cauldron? Tut-tut, men love women, it is natural, but the two tigresses in front of you ...... Forget it!

Ling Xiaohan obviously didn't believe it, and said sarcastically: "Phew! Don't be ashamed, if he dares to go to your bed, I will dare to break his third leg! I didn't expect you to say such a thing as a girl, it's really shameless! I've only heard of the golden house in my life, and I haven't heard of this broken thatched hut in my life. ”

Deng Jungui was so delicate, and immediately retorted: "Zangjiao? How dare I say it? It's just that my apprentice at least won't ignore me, a master! ”

Ling Xiaohan's face turned red in an instant, and he was speechless, but his eyes turned in a different direction, and his gaze at Drinking Wind was full of murderous intent.

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After seeing the scenery of Lingxi Mountain for sixteen years, Deng Zhaoyi didn't get bored of seeing it, but he also wanted to see some new things, this kind of thing is not like the new and hate the old, not to mention that it is a good thing for him, a drooping and toothless old man.

The waiting person in the Yuxu Palace, whether he will go or not, Deng Zhaoyi is very confused.

It's just that the Thousand Miles Flying Sword a few days ago has already let the older generation of the head of the Jade Void Palace know that the person she was waiting for is still alive.

These so-called masters on the mountain are all people who are not worth mentioning in front of him, the sword immortal.

To be honest, the speed of the decline of the Spirit Rhino Sect was a bit unexpected, and the highest sword path was actually the Sword Ding.

However, this is just a rumor from the outside world, and Deng Zhaoyi himself knows it.

Legend has it that there is a little Taoist priest named Fan Zhu in the dark of Lingxi Mountain, who is clear and handsome, extremely chic, and carries a cyan slender sword behind him - called Qingtian.

Qingtian, one of the top ten famous swords in the rivers and lakes.

With such a sword on his back, no matter whether the sword is of high grade or not, it is inevitably a little noticeable.

It's just that after so many years of rumors, this person has never appeared, so the legend has gradually disappeared into the dust.

For the name of the Qingtian Sword, Deng Zhaoyi is also like thunder, and it is said that those who can control the Qingtian Sword must have a heart like water, and cannot be mixed with the slightest evil thought.

Under the hearts of people who have both desire and demons, it is not easy for Fan Zhu to be able to do this.

Deng Zhaoyi, who went down to Lingxi Mountain, did not leave immediately, but circled around the foot of Lingxi Mountain again.

After 16 years of staying, it is really unreasonable to say that there is no feeling of nostalgia at all.

Holding the group of yellow horses who were so thin that they couldn't be thinner, holding a gourd filled with rice wine in their hands, that chic spirit really made many Jianghu people envious.

Night fell quietly.

Dark clouds gradually converge in the southeast, the weather is dry and snowy, and the wind is fierce in the evening.

The old man wrapped himself in a barely hairless sheepskin coat and hurried into a ruined temple at the foot of the mountain.

The black clouds on the horizon are getting worse and worse, and I am afraid that a heavy snow is gathering momentum.

Suddenly, there was thunder and wind in the sky.

A cold light suddenly came and fell to the door of the ancient temple, making the lonely and lonely small temple flash.

Deng Zhaoyi looked up, a young swordsman Taoist was dressed up, and the Qingtian Sword behind him was extremely dazzling, Deng Zhaoyi's brows were furrowed, and the condensation between his eyebrows was very heavy.

And Fan Zhu also noticed that not far behind him, a roll of black clouds swirled in, and the young swordsman Fan Zhu just took a look at Deng Zhaoyi, and then quickly disappeared.

He is very fast, Deng Zhaoyi's cultivation has been poured into the body of the drinking wind, although there is still a little remnant, but if someone comes to intercept and kill at this moment, he will definitely die.

Dark clouds cover the sky, and birds chirp.

The ruined temple at night is like the ruins of a dead city, and its vitality is no longer there.

The toothless old man sat calmly by the fire in the temple, stretched out his hand to bake the fire, and there was a happy look floating in his eyes.

Suddenly, the temple was surrounded by a faint purple fire, and the atmosphere was very blurry, as if it was a ghostly ghost, and ten thousand ghosts went out of the city.

Deng Zhaoyi noticed that several black shadows were not very conspicuous in the dark, but they fell on the door of the ancient temple.

Deng Zhaoyi sneered: "With such a secret killer organization, I, Deng Zhaoyi, can be regarded as a well-deserved death!" ”

In the dark, the man's words were a little vicissitudes: "I've been looking for you for sixteen years, but I didn't expect you to come to such a place where birds don't." ”

The toothless old man is not afraid, the spirit of this older generation of Jianghu sword immortals must not be lost.

Sixteen years ago, on the day of the demise of the Drink Clan, Deng Zhaoyi appeared on the wanted list of Xiao Guo.

Of course, they didn't know that the toothless old man was the one who rescued the prince of the Ming Kingdom, but the war between the Xiao Kingdom and the Ming Kingdom had been fought for several years, although the process was devastating, and the Xiao Kingdom almost won with crushing strength, but there were also righteous people in the rivers and lakes who rose up to resist, Deng Zhaoyi was one of them.

In the battle of Surabaya, Deng Zhaoyi broke thousands of soldiers and horses with a sword in the heavy rain, which also made the name of the sword immortal even more thunderous.

Blatantly rebelled against the Xiao Kingdom, how could the emperor not be angry?

After that, Deng Zhaoyi changed his name to Zhang Sanwan and lived in seclusion for 16 years, and the Lingxi Sect turned a blind eye, but it was actually impenetrable.

A few days ago, Lingxi Mountain was surging, and the older generation of sword immortals appeared in the rivers and lakes again, and this organization with the task of killing people also came again.

A cold light pierced the sky like a meteor, and the sound was piercing!

The sound came from not just one place, but everywhere in the ruined temple.

Suddenly, a rotating metal object flew out in all directions, spinning at high speed, like a spinning flying saucer.

These objects broke through the walls of the ancient temple lightly, but they stopped around the old man.

"Senior, I have my life, I must kill you today!"

Deng Zhaoyi smiled bitterly: "Waiting for nothing is uncomfortable waiting for death, now I have nothing to worry about, let's do it!" ”

It turned out that Deng Zhaoyi left Lingxi Mountain in order to avoid letting Deng Jungui and Yinfeng see him killed.

If the cultivation is still there, and the Night Dragon Snake is still there, how can there be a few killers in this area?

Deng Zhaoyi closed his eyes tightly and did not regret what he had done.

The high-speed whirling object was getting closer and closer to Deng Zhaoyi, and suddenly a cyan sword flew down from the sky, and those objects were instantly shaken out for a long time.

One of the top ten famous swords in the rivers and lakes - Qingtian.