The battle ended quickly.

Shulou Longsu and Du Fanglin have joined forces, and no one in today's martial arts dares to face it. The peach blossoms of the ink fracture fan were suddenly revealed, and the starlight of the four fields was suddenly bright, and it was shrouded in a natural illusion. Night Rebirth lost contact with his subordinates, and he had already thought of retreating, but then there was a bloodthirsty evil knife, and the power of the Confucian dragon head was enough to make the evil retreat irreversible!

"Rumen Warwick!"

With the bloodthirsty blade is good at the tricks of Confucianism, the blade of the bat's wings is thin and sharp in an exotic style, and in an instant, the dragon house has been in a black robe, and in an instant, the bright purple light is full of dark evil aura, and the silver light bursts into the golden Ge Ming, and the blade has been exchanged with the pitch-black evil fingertips several times in an instant.

Du Fanglin changed his tactics at this time. Just because the night was reborn and the spell started, one hand resisted the evil blade, and the other palm struck the sky, "Avoid the evil seal of the sky, and the yellow spring appears at night!" "The evil seal reversed the six rays and triggered the formation technique that buried this place. The place of the invitation is chosen by the evil spirit, otherwise the king who is not unwise will come.

But the fan of the ink bone volleyed in the air to anticipate the enemy to take the lead, "For the mountain nine thousands, not careful!" "Taohua can't cover the night of Huangquan, but the heavy mountain goes straight to the sky, and then covers the celestial phenomena of Fangyuan! The subtleties are shiny and intertwined into a line, turning into a huge net under the momentum of the heavy mountains.

Shulou Longsu and Night Rebirth are all in the net, and they are all affected in an instant!

On the ink bone, there is a royal spirit that flashes away, this royal qi comes from the western wilderness countries that Fuyan Mountain has passed through over the years, and comes from the auxiliary education of hundreds of years in the Spring and Autumn Period, which is different from the natural imperial spirit, which is the merit of the Confucian self-cultivation of the royal road to the world, the calamity and the cultivation of the world.

"The Respect of the King, the Fortune of the Name."

Du Fanglin does not hesitate to use it, the throne of the monarch has been determined, and those who enter the battle are subject to it; In another moment, the heavens and the earth will have their own spirits, and they will all fall under its control. Good and evil are not separated, compared to Shulou Longsu, which still has some Confucian Yuan Gong to protect the body, the first night of rebirth of the evil is far more than he imagined, and a mouthful of silver blood is already damaged to the viscera. But this alone can't kill the septic blood evil that is already extraordinary.

"Yellow Spring Night, Evil Surge Silver Wave!" The pitch-black palm turned into a silver halo in an instant, and only the blade of Shulou Longsu waiting for an opportunity to make a knife brought a ray of silver light. The Yellow Spring, the evil silver surged, and it was scattered as the black robe was forced to suffer from the evil knife sticky, and several strands of energy were immediately mixed together by the head of the evil spirit, and the suppression technique of the mountain nine was shattered!

"Drink."

Du Fanglin shook his sleeves in the wind, and the hanging sleeves of his ink robe aroused two wisps of Spring and Autumn Sword Intent, killing the evil people who served outside the formation without any basis. The technique of Taoyuan directly affects people's consciousness, and there are several moves in the realm, but it is only a moment outside the scene. The formation broke, and the night rebirth escaped, and the four taboo officials had been killed by the sword intent.

Shulou Longsu's sword move turned again, and the sword of evil shot a wisp of cold light, creating the head of evil again!

"Shadow of Evil." Only one evil escaped death, and it was none other than the Ghost Zuo Master, one of the two generals around Night Rebirth. Another general, Fu Tiantang, had died in the dark path of the Dao Realm before, and the ghost master disregarded his own safety, and used the phantom move in time to retreat sharply to avoid the sword intent and respond with his palm. The night rebirth who turned into the shadow of mercury hurriedly escaped from the evil blade, turned back into a figure, raised his hand to carry his loyal subordinates, and said sharply: "Go!" ”

"Hmph."

The ink fracture fan fell from the sky, and was taken by Du Fanglin in his hand, and suddenly closed to draw, leaving a cold snort. With the respect of the king, the net of subordinates was laid out, and the criss-crossing golden silk threads suddenly spread densely in a radius of ten zhang. The Ghost Master did not escape this distance, and with a cry of pain, it exploded into a cloud of pitch-black blood under the palm of Night Rebirth's fingers.

The head of the alien evil has the ability to turn into a body of mercury without being harmed, but ordinary evil people do not have this ability, and in the formation technique, both body, mind, and soul are already under the control of people.

Night Rebirth only had time to grab a few clumps of flesh, and the black veil hid his face, but it couldn't hide the anger that sparked at this moment.

However, on the hillside, among the grass pavilions, the white-haired and ink-shirted Confucian only spread out his folding fan again.

From beginning to end, Du Fanglin's expression did not move, his eyes did not show mercy, overlooking the mercury flowing, and the flesh and blood were sprinkled all over the dust. He hadn't even changed his position, his shirt was solemn, his hair was tiared, and the sleeves of his robe were swaying in the wind.

At the moment when the spell was broken by Huangquan Zhiyan, Shulou Longsu had already escaped and retreated away from ten zhang, and as soon as he raised his hand to dissolve the evil blade, the purple fan returned to his grasp, and he flipped his lips in an instant, "yes ......"

Fu Yan has been silent for a hundred years, but in fact, Lin Que has been slightly deserted, and after many years, this trick was really practiced by this person!

Du Fanglin held the fan and lowered his eyes, solemnly fanned it up and opened and closed again, "Ming Wang Dao, Mo Chunqiu!" "Recite in your mouth, "Pen open inkstone and write royal——"

The last word has not fallen, and the night rebirth has been left alone. The corpses on the ground turned into powder and melted into the earth with the flesh and blood, and the lord of the evil went in a hurry, and it was too late to collect the corpses of his subordinates.

Very decisive.

The folding fans were pressed together, and the five fingers hung steadily into the wide sleeves of the ink robe, and Du Fanglin's breath around his body was calm, where was there any sign of using extreme tricks. Ten zhang in diameter, the golden thread suddenly turned into the raised palm of the other hand, and a swirling silver substance immediately condensed and formed, and was collected by him with his sleeves raised. This silver color comes from the body reborn in the night, maybe it's the body, maybe it's the viscera...... In short, fusing it with the evil knife can truly destroy the body of mercury.

The head of the evil that has fled from this place will always heal and come out again one day, and there will always be hole cards hidden in the Yellow Springs and the Underworld.

Still troublesome!

Du Fanglin turned to look at Shulou Longsu and bowed slightly.

The remnants of the Yuan Gong dissipated, and the power of darkness and the power of magic canceled each other out. At this moment, the seemingly intact grass pavilion dissipated and disappeared with a gust of wind along with a foot of land. In the scene, the two of them had traveled hundreds of miles at the same time, turning into light and skimming the heavens and the earth.

Shift.

Between the mountains, a bluebird fluttered its wings and broke through the invisible barrier.

I saw that under the white clouds, built around the mountains, it was a place where a hundred birds sang together, and a Confucian courtyard was built. Carved railings are painted, glazed green tiles, with jade as the steps, going up the slope, exquisite houses, and blending into the mountain scenery. At the beginning, there are high-rise buildings into the clouds, and there are four characters on it: the court of Chongqiu.

Shulou Longsu is no stranger to this place. The two appeared in the atrium at the same time, and a small garden was opened up on the side of the mountain, which was the private property of the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord in the bitter realm, under the name of Fuyan Mountain, which actually belonged to a part of the Spring and Autumn Lin Palace that had been dispersed.

The court of Chongqiu, the beginning of the blue bird. No matter where the legend of the blue bird comes from, Du Fanglin named this place Chongqiu, so his blue bird only started here!

"Please."

The seemingly empty garden was filled with the sound of Lang reading aloud a moment ago. Whether Fu Yan is really silent or not, you can know at a glance at Shulou Longsu.

The gorgeous purple fan slanted three or two peach blossoms in the court, and the head of the Confucian dragon meant something:

"With such a flavor, how to teach peach and plum at the same time."

Between the grass and trees, there is a curtain for the elegant seat, the breeze brings the fragrance of flowers, and the branches are happy with birds. Du Fanglin took out the tea set with his sleeve, and lifted the folding fan to light the small stove:

"Avoid the worries of rubbing and kicking, and dispel the thoughts of irritability and depression."

The pot is ancient porcelain, and the tea sets are all ready, and then Du Fanglin stopped, and his sleeves did not move, "You can call the fairy phoenix." ”

Shulou Longsu naturally can't be alone, and there are always attendants by his side.

The two got together today, one is to be reborn at the night of the beating, and the other is to talk about cooperation. Since Fuyan Mountain and the Confucian world are separated, that is just the meaning of the question. Breaking away from the position of Confucian inkstone is to uncover this tacit understanding, so that the Spring and Autumn inkstone master can truly be the head of the Spring and Autumn Period Linque in the past, and then negotiate the future with Longsu.

"The evil sword is to you."

The purple fan swept over, and the Evil Knife appeared in the wind and was placed between the two. This was originally an item that Du Fanglin had obtained through the exchange of conditions, and the conditions were not completed until he was injured and reborn to obtain part of his body.

Shulou Longsu provided the evil knife in exchange for the secret of the Buddha's sword. The seemingly unequal conditions were actually mentioned before the two talks. The Confucian dragon head handed over some of his weaknesses, and stepping into this unknown Chongqiu court was also the sincerity of the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord.

The Evil Knife will be destroyed after completing its mission, otherwise it will cross the line.

The two know each other well, so Shulou Longsu doesn't care. The people who established the Confucian world to challenge Confucianism have this heritage and pride, and the power of the bloodthirsty person should only be the icing on the cake for the Confucian dragon head, not a shackle!

Du Fanglin said: "There was a mention last time, the second condition. ”

Since the inkstone owner hangs his sleeves, he naturally doesn't want to do it himself. Mu Xianfeng is hidden behind, and Shulou Longsu does not want to be anti-guest-oriented. A scribe and Confucian suddenly appeared on the side, blended with the small garden, and took over the work of serving tea after performing the Confucian ceremony.

This scribe is also practicing the way of the Spring and Autumn Period, the jade of the waist hanging casting technique and the ink fracture fan are in the same vein, the black hair is handsome, the spirit is introverted, and the jade crown of the hair is curly, he is the old man of the Spring and Autumn Period, and his attitude is respectful, but his cultivation is really not low.

Shulou Longsu's eyes flashed, and Hua Fan covered his lips again, "You have been diving for many years, and you are unknown, so let's say it first, if you anger the sword, I will withdraw." ”

Using a sword to refer to the righteous path is a metaphor for the old incident in the Blood Dragon Lake before. The Confucian world is about to take the opportunity to clean up the interior, and at this time it should be hidden. Unlike the Evil Sword to lead to the intersection of the two forces, if it is a conditional exchange without much interest, the Confucian Dragon Head will definitely not easily agree.

The fragrance of tea overflowed, and the scribe retreated, and naturally disappeared.

Different from Fuyan Mountain, the court of Chongyue is a scene step by step, in fact, the virtual and the real are intertwined, and they are all controlled by the inkstone master. When the bluebird returns, it is a command. This directive naturally means that the time is approaching, and the time will be restored.

"I never lie." Du Fanglin's expression did not move, and his voice was pleasant, "Exchange the secret for the evil knife, exchange the future for a support, and exchange the Confucian sect for a one-time shot, the essence is fair." It has nothing to do with good and evil, but it is just a gift of upholding the right path and promoting Confucianism. I walk in the right way, and I am not in the company of evil spirits! ”

It does not involve the struggle between good and evil, and it will not violate justice, but the long-dormant Linque has not yet reached the time of birth, so it needs the Confucian world to set an example. And the position of Yan Fu has become a thing of the past, and if you take action, you need the approval of Long Su.

What kind of thing is, the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord did not say, and this is not the point for Shulou Longsu. There were many grievances and grievances in the past, and if Lin Que was really preserved, he would inevitably target a certain place and put an accent on "support", obviously this person had set a place for Confucianism.

With the Spring and Autumn inkstone as a person, and the cooperation between the two, it should be a good condition. Looking at the actions of these people in recent days, the purpose is all on the right path. The name is right, and it is natural to seek fame at this moment.

Stand up against the Demon Realm, with the wisdom of this person, really have no intention of dominating the Central Plains?

Shulou Longsu Hua Fan covered it again: "Why do I want to help you?" ”

It is to help rather than take, bypassing the previous conditions and pointing to the core. Since it was difficult for Lin Que to come forward, he lost the position of exchanging interests, and first drew cakes with conditions, but he wanted to use Confucianism and then talk about future opportunities.

But in the future, who knows how to change and what new conditions will there be?

It was seen that it was useless to go around the bends.

Du Fanglin brushed his sleeves and put the folding fan on his lap: "Drink tea!" "Then talk slowly, talk carefully, from the past to the present, from the present to the future, all the way to help and cooperation. He has interests and secrets in his hands, and now he is just throwing chips at each other.

There will be a result.

The Confucian world and the Spring and Autumn Period are similar in position after all. But his purpose is not far away, but an opportunity to be carried out soon!

In the end, Du Fanglin pointed out three words: "Public court." ”