The white-haired monk with a young face turned around and suddenly turned around, thought for a moment, and asked a question that he hadn't intended at first.

"Don't know your friend's name yet?"

Wu Chen also thought about it very seriously.

It's just that this name shouldn't just be just casually brought and spoken?

Leaking out two rows of porcelain white front teeth, Wu Chen smiled and said, "Wu is a good person." ”

Fu Nanqiang was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and almost wanted to drown Wu Chen with a mouthful of spittle, just you, are you a good person?

Wu is a good person, Wu is a good person, obviously there is no good person!

Immediately seeing that "Wu Haoren" turned around and wanted to leave, Fu Nanqiang hurriedly said, "Daoist friends haven't asked me yet, right?"

"Wu Haoren" suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurriedly asked, "I don't know about Daoyou?"

But that expression, that action, is simply perfunctory, and it can't be perfunctory anymore.

Fu Nanqiang did not hesitate, and blurted out: "Fu is honest."

The face is full of sincerity, but I want to be an honest person.

Wu Chen sneered: "Then, honest and honest brother, I won't bother you to make a big deal." ”

Fu Nanqiang turned his head to take a look, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly: "I'm hooked." ”

When I looked at it, the Taoist friend of the new Wu name and good man had disappeared and disappeared, and he was nowhere to be found.

At a fixed glance, the noisy voices in the ghost market, and the shopkeepers of those small baggage shops, are all gone.

There was nothing on the ground but a few indelible messy footprints.

It's like nothing is there, but how can nothing be present?

Fu Nanqiang turned his head to look at Yu Yufeng on the side, and frowned: "Who is here?"

"Bu Xiao'an of the Famous Sect, Lu Xiping of Lanzhou Mansion, and two others are probably still on the sidelines, and they have not shown up yet. Yu Yufeng's voice was still a little hoarse.

Fu Nanqiang said softly: "How can Lu Xiping's slippery loach be willing to come, aren't you afraid that his Lanzhou Mansion will be leveled?"

Yu Yufeng shook his head and said, "A wisp of sword soul that has been nurtured in the Xuanjian is just that it was hidden in the Middle Three Realms Consciousness Sea before, so it was not discovered. ”

Fu Nanqiang said with a really like this: "I know, how could that old guy give up a good foundation and come here to die, but this wisp of pure sword soul will be nurtured for at least a hundred years, but it is enough for that old guy to feel distressed." ”

"As for the other two, they are nothing more than the old guy from the Chongxing Sect, and the fake Taoist priest from Daoming Mountain, they all want to live and can't live long, and they want to find a way out of my side. ”

Fu Nanqiang narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Who let me, the middle three realms, live longer than them?"

Yu Yufeng looked up and saw that he had been following him for nearly five hundred years, from a young man to the twilight of his life, and his appearance was still the same, but everything was different.

At that time, which immature young man didn't know where he got the confidence and courage to do a steady business with himself, a monk of the Upper Three Realms.

But this business has been doing for hundreds of years.

Back then, the mountain and field cultivation that was dead and was the first heaven in the three realms are now all three heavens.

The young man of the Xuanhuang Emperor of the Middle Third Realm is still a Middle Three Realm, but he has become a very rich, the richest one.

The only thing is that both of them are still the same existence.

In fact, there has always been only one Upper Three Realms Wild Cultivation Offering of the Four Seas Commercial House, as for the Upper Three Realms monk Jiang Huan, since the Huan San people became Jiang Huan, especially the Jiang Huan of the Ran family, the Hengsan people are dead.

In the miasma, the beam of sword points that broke out from the center of Lu Neng's eyebrows suddenly became larger and wider.

The result was a bronze broad-bladed sword, more than three feet long.

At the hilt of the sword, a burly man with strong muscles suddenly appeared.

The man's smile. It's just that after his feet hit the ground, his face suddenly changed: "This surname Fu will rectify these crooked ways." ”

Although he cursed, the movements under his hands did not slow down for a moment.

In his right hand, he held a bronze broad-bladed sword and swung it at his feet without the slightest hesitation.

After separating his feet from his body, the burly man shook violently and left the miasma ground.

And the pair of feet that took more than ten years to condense were like falling into a quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper, until they were no longer visible.

On the other side, when Bu Xiaoan swung out the finger sword, a purple crescent moon seemed to appear in the black miasma.

The crescent moon shattered the black miasma that condensed and was in mid-air.

Broke through the purple lion that was cut in front of him, which was also transformed by his own mystical power.

Pointing directly to the triple of the three swords as one.

The sword touched the tip of the sword, and the purple-bladed sword transformed by the purple Xuan Qi began to become shorter and shorter, but the momentum was more and more condensed.

And the triple long sword suddenly became slightly trembling.

There is a possibility that the mystical artifacts of the three realms of the upper grade will breed a faint machine spirit, and the machine spirit is an independent existence.

You can break away from the monk's own manipulation of the mystical weapon.

It's just that the spirit conceived from the top-grade mysterious weapon is only a particularly weak existence in the end.

Only when the artifact itself is squeezed into the holy artifact, can the spirit of the artifact be called the spirit of the artifact.

According to the record in the foundation book left 10,000 years ago, a sacred weapon does not need to be held by others, and it is used by its own instrumental spirit.

It's just that this high-grade mysterious weapon jumps into a holy product, and it is much more difficult than a waste material to reach the top of the Three Realms.

At least the monks of the Upper Three Realms can still grasp a few at once, but this holy weapon, like the Nine Ancestors, disappeared ten thousand years ago.

However, the Triple Heaven did give birth to an extremely weak machine spirit, but this machine spirit was still like a child who had just opened in Hongmeng.

This is also the reason why the heart of the Four Seas Commercial Bank was handed over to Jiang Huan for use.

In the end, it is still the instrument spirit of the Four Seas Commercial Bank.

In fact, Jiang Huan exerts the power of the triple sword at most, but it is only sixty percent, because Jiang Huan can only be a superficial refining skin.

However, even if he can refine the triple sword, he Jiang Huan will not refine it, although he is the upper three realms of the Four Seas Commercial Bank, but it is only the upper three realms of the Four Seas Commercial Bank, after all, he is still half a Ran, but it is also only half of it.

The triple sword was vibrated by the blade that Bu Xiao'an threw casually, but the purple sword qi could not continue to advance.

Jiang Huan frowned and looked at the burly man who swung his sword and cut off his feet, and said suspiciously: "Lanzhou Mansion, Lu Xiping?"

The burly man touched his beard and smiled, "It's me, it's me." ”

He turned his head to look at Bu Xiao'an on the side, "Old Bu, why is a Jiang Lao'er fighting so slowly?"