This token that shone with golden light, like a cloud-piercing arrow, forced towards the Qingniu Dao people. Zhao Qingniu's eyes were split, and he shouted: "You old madman, dare to ask Chongyang for his true body!" ”

"How is it?" Bu Lao Dao controlled the Heavenly Master's order and shot towards Zhao Qingniu. Zhao Qingniu did not hesitate, and said to Zhao Han: "Please Emperor Zhenwu!" "A huge battle has reached the peak with their respective gods.

Yang Fan smacked his lips, and he didn't see where the Chongyang True Body and the True Martial Emperor came from, could it be that his cultivation was not enough? He turned his head sideways and asked, "Wang Ting, have you seen it?" ”

"Sir, I saw it."

"What do you see?"

Chen Wangting narrowed his eyes and muttered, "I saw the old Taoist throw a piece of gold!" What a luxury. ”

Belch...... Yang Fan pretended that Chen Wangting didn't see anything, and continued to look towards the sword array. Zhao Han threw a small bronze statue to Zhao Qingniu and shouted: "Eight formations!" "The sword array is changing rapidly, thirty-six long swords are sheathed, Wudang disciples sit cross-legged, and four people sit in each of the eight directions of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui. At the eye of the array, the four middle-aged Taoists who had descended to the realm sat with handprints, muttering words in their mouths.

Zhao Qingniu's pressure in the formation suddenly decreased, he made a move to brush the dust, squeezed the blood beads on his fingertips, pressed them on the eyebrows of the little bronze man, and muttered words in his mouth, "Go!" "Asking God is not something that Zhao Qingniu of the Innate Middle Realm can perform, but when he encounters a strong hand, he can only forcibly invite God with the help of the Eight Array Diagram.

The little bronze man was the Xuantian Zhenwu Emperor, and he went directly to the Heavenly Master Order. Bu Laodao sneered: "The innate middle realm still dares to ask the gods, look at the move!" The Heavenly Master Order spun around in the air a few times and hit the little bronze man directly. The blood in Zhao Qingniu's mouth was not dry, and he shouted: "Don't go too far!" ”

"Excessive? If you don't turn your Wudang upside down today, find out the thunder trick, and the old way will not rest! The Heavenly Master ordered it to slowly roll down towards the little bronze man. Yang Fan was a little depressed, what is this? It's considered martial arts, and there is no such cool fighting method; Algorithm, it didn't look like it, and asked, "Wang Ting." Can you fly a sword? ”

"Sir, you think highly of me. After practicing that set of martial arts, it is just to run faster and see more clearly. Nothing else. ”

"It's you again!" The voice came from the Taoist temple behind.

Yang Fan looked back, it turned out to be Luo Xiaofei yesterday, and said, "Why, I didn't eat enough yesterday, and I came out to steal food again?" Luo Xiaofei's face turned red. Annoyed, he said, "It's time to teach you a lesson!" Luo Xiaofei probed over with an arrow, and Chen Wangting's Spring and Autumn Broadsword was handed over to Yang Fan, and shouted: "Lord take a weapon to protect yourself, be careful." He hurried up to meet him, even faster than Luo Xiaofei.

Chen Wangting punched over, and the tiger was full of wind. Jujube red face and goat's whiskers, it is really like Guan Gong, if it weren't for the Spring and Autumn Broadsword given to Yang Fan, Guan Gong would really be alive. He also thought carefully, and the little Taoist didn't hold a sword. If you meet him with a big sword, if you make it even more stiff, it will be ugly.

Luo Xiaofei put his palm on Chen Wangting's iron fist, his face changed, he took a step back, and jumped to his feet in anger and shouted: "It hurts Xiaodao to death." You big man, how can your fists be so hard! "The two of them here are completely petty fights, and the fighting method over there is what Yang Fan pays attention to. He believed in Bu Laodao's strength, with one palm. shocked Zhao Qingniu to vomit blood, and there is no one with this strength.

Yang Fan may be the most leisurely one on the entire field, leaning against the Spring and Autumn Broadsword in his arms. If that stone turtle could talk. It will surely squirt angrily: "Don't move my head!" ”

The bronze statue of Zhenwu trembled slightly in the sky, and Zhao Qingniu felt more and more unable to parry, and the dust in his hand was also flying messily. Bu Laodao shouted, shook the waves with his hand, knotted his handprint, and recited a sentence silently in his mouth. "Out!"

The Heavenly Master made the golden light shine brightly, falling on the little bronze man, and the chest of the thirty-seven people on the field, including Zhao Qingniu, stagnated and scattered. The dust in Zhao Qingniu's hand broke even more. He clutched his chest, his breath steadied a little, and then sat down cross-legged and recited the sermon.

"The rootless tree, the flowers are secluded, who is willing to rest if they are greedy for glory. Floating things, bitter sea boats, floating around are not free.

There is no shore and boundless difficult mooring, and it is often swimming in the fish and dragon danger. I am willing to look back, it is the shore, don't wait for the storm to break the boat. ”

Thirty-six people responded and chanted one after another, and the bronze man who was hit by the Heavenly Master's order flickered brightly and darkly, and the little vermilion in the center of his eyebrows was never extinguished. Bu Laodao's eyes narrowed, his handprints were made, and he shouted: "Next!" ”

The Heavenly Master Order wrapped the bronze man and roared towards Yang Fan. What is the meaning of flying and causing trouble, Yang Fan understands it. I've watched the big drama for so long, and now Bu Laodao has inexplicably thrown that thing Chongyangzi and Zhenwu Emperor over, isn't it going to kill you. Bu Laodao shouted: "Don't be afraid, that bronze statue was restrained by me!" ”

Zhao Qingniu saw the bronze statue of the Zhenwu Emperor who was about to fly to Yang Fan's hands, his eyes were split, and he was just about to go over to snatch it, but he was pressed into the formation by Bu Lao Dao, and said with a smile: "I can't find the thunder trick, it doesn't mean that no one can find it." His sleeve robe agitated and attacked Zhao Qingniu. I have to say that Zhao Qingniu can still resist the fortune operator with the eight formations, although it is Beiwudang, but it still has some background.

Can Yang Fan say no? That day, the order had already pounced on him in the face. He had no choice but to hold the so-called god-inviting magic weapon with his hand. Looking at the past from Zhao Han's point of view, Yang Fan carried Xuantian Zhenwu on his back, a Spring and Autumn Great Sword in his arms, a Heavenly Master Order in his left hand, and a bronze man in his right hand, a living god stick.

Yang Fan suddenly felt the cold behind him, did he want to get on the ghost? Before he could speak, Bu Laodao shouted: "Atmospheric transporter, the luck will come naturally." Do it as you like! ”

Agreeable? Why do I want to throw this hot potato away now, do you think? Yang Fan knew that if he really did this, then Bu Lao Dao would definitely dismantle him in eight pieces and come to Shiduanjin hundreds of times.

Zhao Han looked at Yang Fan with a fierce look in his eyes, and said: "Don't make a mistake and get involved in sectarian disputes, even if you are the lord of the imperial court, I'm afraid it's easy to dodge the open gun and difficult to defend against the dark arrow, so hand over the magic weapon in your hand." ”

Zhao Han is not easy to make a move, after all, he is a person from the imperial court, if he tears his face at this time, if this lord is the emperor's favored person, it is very likely to bring about the disaster of destroying the faction. Yang Fan was just about to speak, and the chill behind him became more obvious, and at this time it seemed to be a little numb. His hair began to tie up like a hedgehog and flutter, and he really looked like a god.

Chen Wangting and Luo Yifei, who were fighting on the side, also saw Yang Fan's strange appearance and were slightly stunned. (To be continued.) )