In the evening of the next day, on the banks of the Fenglong River. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fenglong River is a river that existed at the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Folklore has it that many years ago, there was a dragon clan who fell into it, and they were unwilling to disappear, so they sealed the three souls and six spirits in the river, warmed the luck of this place, and waited for the destined person to start a myth...... Of course, there are not 1,000 but 800 legends like this, and who has really seen a real dragon for thousands of years? Therefore, the legend is just a legend, and no one will take it seriously......

At this moment, it is late, and it is almost sun, a full moon in the sky has already risen, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled, falling in the reeds on the bank of the Fenglong River, and insects are chirping everywhere, frogs are chirping continuously, and occasionally there are a few night owls screaming......

The night breeze blows through the reeds, bringing a sense of coolness.

Right here, there was a strange-looking "man" sitting cross-legged, half of his body had been turned into a dried corpse, and his right hand had been broken, and although the other side was intact, there were also large scorched black patches attached to it, his expression was gray, his chest and abdomen were full of wounds, and the blood seemed to have dried up......

It is said that this person should have died long ago due to this injury, but strangely, his heartbeat was still steady, and although his head was drooping, his eyes were turning from time to time, indicating that he was still a living creature.

"Hmph, come out and see him!"

As if he felt something, the man's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked coldly ahead, and a hoarse and ugly voice sounded.

Just as far as his eyes could see, the reeds suddenly parted, and Chu Tianxiao slowly stepped forward, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Lone Thief...... Yan Mingtao: You've become miserable like this, and you're still reluctant to die?"

“...... Who are you, and how do you know Lao Tzu's name?"

"Hey, this is the disadvantage of becoming famous too late, everyone has to ask who I am......" Chu Tianxiao sighed, but did not answer this sentence, then Yan Mingtao did not delve into it, but said coldly: "Your Excellency looks like a noble son, not a fellow of my generation, if you don't want to die, you can get out!"

Chu Tianxiao smiled: "It looks like ...... It's been a few days since you've been running that unknown secret method, right? Now, not to mention that you're running out of oil, you're already at the end of your crossbow, and you're not a small breath now. ”

“...... Who is your Excellency, and why do you know ......?"

"It's very simple...... Chu Tianxiao smiled slightly, "This place is so secret, it is very easy for people to find, since I am here, of course someone told me your whereabouts......

"Is that kid Jinghui? No way! I've already cast the Anti-Demon Reincarnation Technique on him, and after tomorrow night, he will become a master of the Mystery Realm, how could he betray me at such a juncture? Not to mention that I still have to ...... Good boy, you're lying to me!" Yan Mingtao was originally not fooled, but Chu Tianxiao was right, this place is too secretive, the people of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect searched for months, and finally fell into the sand, how easy is it for him to be an outsider if he wants to touch it without guidance?

But Yan Mingtao was not stupid, he immediately found out that he had been deceived, stopped talking, frowned and stared at Chu Tianxiao, however...... Apparently it was already too late.

I saw Chu Tianxiao smiled lightly: "Very good, I was worried that things would not be here, but now it seems that you, the one who passed on the gong, also left a hand, is this not the Yellow River not giving up? Do you have to wait until the last moment before death to pass on the most important thing?"

"Do you still have the intention of making a comeback with treasures, or do you want to take a closer look at Jinghui? However, none of this matters, anyway, you will die here tonight, and these things will no longer have anything to do with you. ”

Yan Mingtao snorted coldly: "Your Excellency thinks that if I Yan Mouhu falls into Pingyang, I can be bullied at will......?

"One blow. Chu Tianxiao didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he already said leisurely, "You probably only have the power of one blow, and after that, you will probably be difficult to support." Whereas...... You think I can't block that blow, so you persuade me not to gamble with you, right?"

Yan Mingtao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "Since you know, then do you want to give your life in vain?"

He sneered: "Seeing that Your Excellency has reached the Ming Yuan Middle Realm at a young age, it can be regarded as a generation of geniuses, but unfortunately, I am a strong person in the Soul Enlightenment Realm, two great realms higher than you, do you think that my hateful blow can be blocked by you?"

"Hehe......" Chu Tianxiao didn't refute it when he heard this, but slowly pulled out the Qiyue Sword and placed it in front of him, this scene only saw Yan Mingtao's brows furrowed, but soon, his expression was restrained, and he snorted coldly: "Since Your Excellency insists on sending him to death, then I won't stop it, let's go on the road!"

As soon as the words fell, his hand that only had a skeleton left suddenly moved, and then, the reeds under Chu Tianxiao's feet suddenly moved, stretched wildly, and surrounded Chu Tianxiao, and then an arrogant and cold voice came: "Boy, do you think Lao Tzu has been sitting in this ghost place for so long, and he has never thought about dealing with the pursuers? It was originally a thing prepared for the Flowing Moon Sword Sect, but I want to ask you, this kid, to receive it first!"

"It's unashamed to say that Lao Tzu only has the power of one blow left? Is the little doll so short-sighted now? Hmph! Die!"

As soon as he finished saying this, a little starlight suddenly appeared in the reeds, and then it quickly swelled up and became a crescent moon shape, cutting through the reeds as if it was about to burst out!

"Hmph! there are two more moments!" Yan Mingtao sneered, "But that's the end of it!"

As he spoke, his bony hand swiped twice in the air, and the two blood-colored ghost hands plunged straight into the gap in the reeds, and then he grabbed it fiercely, and the entire reeds seemed to be filled with blood-red light, and it continued to overflow, and the crazy and terrible ghost cries came and went, and layers of black mist swept up!

"Ahem!" After using this trick, Yan Mingtao directly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and saw that the blood fell to the ground, turning black in an instant, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but think hatefully: "It seems that it won't work...... Lao Tzu is really going to be unable to do it! Just wait for Jinghui's kid to come again, Lao Tzu will hand over all the things to him, and Lao Tzu himself will ...... It's not done, hehehehe, hahaha!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, his hair was spread out in a bun, and he just looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing and coughing up blood, and the laughter was extremely poignant, like a ghost asking for his life, startling a group of night owls.

This scene, coupled with his shriveled and collapsed 'grimace', became more and more eerie and terrifying......

"Hahahaha! Flowing Moon Sword Sect, he can't repay your hatred of Lao Tzu, but I chose a more ruthless descendant to help me report it! He will definitely kill all of your Flowing Moon Sword Sect all over the house, and not one will be left! Hahahaha, and this kid in front of you who doesn't know whether to live or die, you can also go down with Lao Tzu!"

As soon as his mind moved, Yan Mingtao shouted wildly, and then, the bone claw waved back and forth, and a huge blood claw appeared in front of him, just as he was about to attack fiercely...... A moon pillar suddenly landed, and then, a second, a third...... Countless moon pillars descended from the sky, intertwining and rotating!

But the Moon Heavenly Dao Sword!

"How is it possible!" Yan Mingtao couldn't believe his eyes, the move he had just made, combined with the means prepared for the Flowing Moon Sword Sect, could definitely kill a Tongxuan Lower Realm powerhouse in seconds, but this kid on the other side actually not only did not die, but launched a counterattack?

This kid...... What kind of freak the hell is it!(To be continued.) )