The wind blew, and several people on the city wall were in different moods.

Xie Baoshu looked at Qiu Denggao, who was lying on the ground and moaning, although he was very happy, he never thought of shaving his hair. The hair of the "ancestors" is a symbol, and if Xie Baoshu shaves him, it is no different from killing him.

Song Heng didn't care about this, glanced at Song Heng, the sect master of the Beichen Sword Sect, and saw that he didn't say anything, so he walked towards Qiu Denggao.

Xiao Yu tugged at Xie Baoshu's sleeve and asked, "He wouldn't really shave Elder Qiu's hair, would he?" ”

Xie Baoshu thought for a moment and said, "It's really possible for him to do this kind of thing." ”

The sect leader Yun on the side was very entangled, he wanted to go up and stop him, but he didn't know the temper of this dragon slayer. What if he goes up to stop him and gets even more angry? The old ancestor may be in retreat again at this time, and he can't stop this dragon slayer. What's more, this matter is also the fault of the senior brother, so it is better for him to suffer a little.

Seeing Song Heng walking towards him, Qiu Denggao cheered up and said, "If you want to kill or scrape, listen to it." ”

Song Heng smiled at him, raised his hand, and said, "I won't beat you or kill you, but I'm going to shave your hair." You're red-haired. It's annoying to watch. Fang Cun Realm Body Cultivation is also embarrassed to make a move on a junior who controls the Qi Realm, if the ancestors are all garbage like you, why haven't they perished yet!"

Hearing Song Heng's insulting words, Qiu Denggao struggled and wanted to fight again. But under Song Heng's knife just now, he had no strength. The "ancestors" family, hair is life, how can it be shaved by others? He gritted his teeth and wanted to fight hard with Song Heng.

It's a pity that all the spirit and spirit were all cut off by Song Heng's knife. At this time, Song Heng's sword qi suppressed him, and he couldn't move. Just like when he suppressed Xie Baoshu with his true qi just now, he finally tasted this taste.

Song Heng walked up to him, bent down slightly, and gently stroked his right hand over Qiu Denggao's head.

Suddenly, Qiu Denggao felt a chill on the top of his head, he raised his hand vigorously, touched it on the top of his head, and found that the hair on top of his head had all been shaved off, and both sides were still there. The way I look now must be very ugly. He stared at Song Heng fiercely, if his eyes could kill, Song Heng would have died a thousand times by now.

Song Heng saw his eyes, sighed, and said with a smile: "I'm not convinced, come on, come on, shave off your eyebrows again." ”

Qiu Denggao was stunned and buried his whole head on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Song Heng shook his head and sighed: "At that time, I was still talking wildly, saying that when I came to the Beichen Sword Sect, you Qiu Denggao was the first to come out to meet the enemy. Now look at your appearance, is it a shame?" Looking at Qiu Denggao who was instigated like this, Song Heng suddenly lost interest.

Song Heng is such a person, if you are soft, then I will let you go. If you are stubborn, then I will continue to fight until you give in. If Qiu Denggao was a little tougher, Song Heng really didn't mind and shaved his eyebrows.

It's a pity that Qiu Denggao's courage is still slightly less than his hair.

It's going to be boring.

Song Heng looked at the few people below, and said

The sect master of the Beichen Sword Sect, Yunyun, shouted, "Hey, come and fight with me." ”

Yun shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The seniors are mighty, and the juniors really can't do anything about their cultivation, so forget it." However, my Beichen Sword Sect, poor is poor, and there is still good wine. Would you like to come down and have a drink with us? Although I don't cultivate well, the amount of alcohol is okay. ”

Song Heng nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay to have a good amount of wine, let's compare." ”

Hearing him answer like this, Sect Master Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he made this dragon slayer unreasonable and wanted to make a big fuss in the Beichen Sword Sect. He cut down the senior brother with one sword, who is his opponent? Even if he adds the big array of the sect, he can't stop him with two swords. The old ancestor didn't come out again, and there was no one to stop him at all.

Thinking of this, Yun Yun shouted: "Senior, let's go down quickly, the food will be cold for a while." ”

Song Heng shook his head and said, "Since I'm here to drink, how can I do it without some gifts." When my apprentices came, they all brought gifts, so I couldn't be empty-handed. With that, he rose from the walls and flew to the northernmost dark place.

In the darkness of the night, it was even darker and more terrifying.

In this darkness, Song Heng smelled the smell of the big demon, he took out the dragon slaying knife and rushed straight forward. Here, he easily slashed a few monsters that didn't have long eyes and went straight to the center.

Xiao Yu looked at Song Heng's figure disappearing at the head of the city and asked, "Has your master always been so casual?"

Xie Baoshu nodded and whispered: "You may not believe it, when I was in Tianshui Prefecture, the old man also fought with Wudang Mountain and Fengzhenren. However, he lost, and the real man of the wind was at home, and he conjured up a thousand-zhang tall law phase. No matter how the old man fights, the law will be restored, and he will admit defeat. ”

Sect Master Yun hadn't heard of this yet, and said with a smile: "Senior Song is really temperamental. ”

In the blink of an eye, Song Heng hurried back, still carrying a bloody head in his hand. It seems to be a dog demon, and his eyes are still wide open, as if he didn't expect to die like this. Xie Baoshu looked at this scene and seemed familiar.

Yun exclaimed: "The big demon of the Moon Fishing Realm!"

The breath on the head of the dog demon was very familiar, and several elders of their Beichen Sword Sect had surrounded and killed them before, but they hadn't killed them. Song Heng actually took its head back in the blink of an eye. Qiu Denggao, who was lying on the ground, saw the head of the dog demon and was completely convinced.

I no longer have a secret hatred, and my heart has changed.

This big demon had killed many disciples of the Beichen Sword Sect before, and he went to besiege and kill it with several elders, but there was nothing he could do about it. The demon of the Nine Realms is terrifyingly strong, and he and several sword immortals from the sect can't beat this dog demon with spiritual weapons.

This is the difference in strength.

Could it be that he can't even stop Song Heng with a knife.

Song Heng didn't think about it so much, threw the head of the dog demon to the little fat man Yundong, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's drink." After saying that, one of them flew down, jumped down from the city wall, and went straight to the city banquet. Xie Baoshu and Xiao Yu glanced at each other

, Xiao Yu led Xie Baoshu and flew down.

Yun glanced at his son and said, "You go and help Elder Qiu up." ”

Yundong lifted the head of the dog demon and nodded reluctantly.

At the banquet, Song Heng's cloak hung to the side, and he was fighting with the clouds. Unexpectedly, this honest-looking sect master, the amount of alcohol was actually very good, and he drank with Song Heng for several rounds, and his face was not red or rough. Song Heng said with a smile: "It seems that there are still two characters in the Beichen Sword Sect, I should have come earlier." ”

Actually, it's no wonder that Song Heng didn't come, it's really the lack of aura on the side of the Beichen Sword Sect, and Jiaolong doesn't want to be born here. People are guessing which one is great, Song Heng and Yunqi Sword Immortal, the number one master in Mobei. Song Heng didn't know in his heart that when he came to the Beichen Sword Sect this time, he didn't even notice the aura of Yun Qi Sword Immortal, and he didn't know if he was dead.

In the entire Mobei, Song Heng is basically invincible.

Except for the two in the Boundless City.

Xie Baoshu looked at the old man who was fighting with the Cloud Sect Master, and his heart changed slightly. In fact, when Qiu Denggao's punch came, Xie Baoshu had already felt the breath of death, because the physical cultivation punch of Fang Cun Realm was too terrifying for him now.

But the old man appeared, and when he was in Quanyan City before, he said that if the elders suppressed him, he would definitely help him. Sure enough, Qiu Denggao's hair was shaved off, this was the first time Xie Baoshu felt that it was so comfortable to have a backer.

He thinks so, but some people don't.

Bashan Town, Xu Wanfeng is here, and has been a teacher for half a year. These students are very smart, they can teach and draw inferences. Xu Wanfeng, a teaching gentleman, has also been unanimously recognized by everyone. There are even some families who want to scrape together a little silver to pay this gentleman as a salary.

However, Xu Wanfeng didn't want it, he felt that it was enough to have something to eat.

On this day, when Xu Wanfeng finished teaching the last student to ask a question, it was already evening. Although he cultivates the Demon Dao Exercises, he has never fallen behind in terms of reading. The old Mr. Zhou, who has passed away, must be a great Confucian who left many books.

Xu Wanfeng herself is like a student, after school, she began to read and excerpt.

Cultivation or something, he was completely thrown aside.

The leaves by the window fell quietly, and a big man with a hammer walked into the school hall and said with a smile: "There are really people hiding in this town." ”

Xu Wanfeng put down the book in her hand and frowned, "You are also one of them?"

There are a total of 100 people who have come to this world, and only three people can go back in the end, Xu Wanfeng has been in this place for half a year, and he has not met a single monk. But every time he closed his eyes, a number appeared in his mind, and at first it was a hundred. On the first day, it gradually decreased, and then it became less and less, until the rate of decline stopped at thirty.

One hundred, only thirty remain.

The people who stay are elites, so naturally they won't die so easily. Today, the big man with the hammer is one of them, and he doesn't know how to find it

Here's it. Seeing Xu Wanfeng who was reading, he smiled, the Three Realms Qi Practitioner is not enough to stuff his teeth.

is also in the Qi Control Realm, he is a physical cultivator, not to mention crushing Xu Wanfeng, the hammer in his hand is a treasure. With this hammer, he had already knocked three monks of the same realm. Two qi practitioners, one body cultivator, this hammer is the best among the treasures.

I don't know what this qi practitioner who is reading in front of me will use against himself.

Books in your hands?

In the Tang Dynasty and Kyushu, there are also Confucian qi practitioners, and this scholar in front of him can't be a Confucian monk, right? He raised the hammer in his hand and prepared to put it on Xu Wanfeng's table. Who knew that Xu Wanfeng stretched out his right hand and used the book to resist his sledgehammer.

Xu Wanfeng said: "Your hammer is too heavy, it will crush my desk if you put it like this, how can I teach the children tomorrow?"

Dahan patted his head and said with a smile: "You have no tomorrow." ”

Xu Wanfeng picked up the scroll and said, "No, no, I'll show you something, it's not too late for us to fight again." ”

Dahan said: "Okay, if you have any tricks, just use them." ”

Xu Wanfeng glanced at him, turned around, and prepared to get the worry-forgetting pipa hanging on the wall. Suddenly, he jerked forward, and the table behind him, along with the books, had been shattered by a sledgehammer. The big man smiled: "There are still two more hits, and I have escaped this hammer." I'm really simple-minded and have well-developed limbs, so let you go and get the treasure. ”

The physical cultivation of the same realm is much stronger than that of a qi practitioner.

If a qi practitioner wants to beat the physical cultivation of the same realm, there are only two ways, one is to rely on magic weapons, and the other is to rely on the power of mountains and rivers. Dahan can survive among a hundred people, how can he not understand this truth? It is impossible for Xu Wanfeng to get the treasure.

Xu Wanfeng's actions surprised him very much, does the Qi Practitioner have such a fast speed?

The wind on Dahan's body burst out, blowing the books in the primary school hall everywhere, he held the sledgehammer in his hand, pointed at Xu Wanfeng, and said with a smile: "Come to war!"

Xu Wanfeng was like a spirit monkey, scurrying around in the school, avoiding the true qi of the big man. His posture was extremely dashing, and his right hand gently stroked the pipa on the wall, and then he held the pipa in his hand like a flower. This lute is made of red sandalwood and is engraved with the word "forget worries".

Heaven makes the chessboard and the stars are the sons, who dares to play? The earth makes the pipa road and the strings, which dares to play?

Xu Wanfeng didn't practice for long, and he used this pipa very well. With a flick of his right hand, a stream of spiritual energy poured out towards the pipa and flew towards the big man. It's like thousands of swords, inserted into the big man, but his sword qi is completely different from the sword qi of sword cultivation.

The sword qi of the sword cultivator is hard and fast.

The aura emitted by Xu Wanfeng was soft and slow.

The big man smiled slightly and said, "Just this little means, I thought you had something powerful." With a swing of his sledgehammer, he smashed these spiritual qi to shreds, and walked towards Xu Wanfeng step by step. Seeing Xu Wanfeng's panicked appearance, he smiled: "Don't worry, I will live to the end, and when the time comes, I will take your baby and return to Mobei together." ”

Xu Wanfeng didn't stop with both hands, all the time

Playing the lute.

The big man sneered: "Don't struggle, let the uncle unscrew your head." ”

Finally, after smashing countless soft aura, the big man came to Xu Wanfeng. To be on the safe side, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his bosom and slapped it on his body. In the blink of an eye, a dark black armor appeared on his body.

This talisman paper is a Taoist special "discarding armor talisman", the price is expensive, it was invented by a real person back then.

can instantly conjure up an iron armor and drape it on himself. The better the grade of the rune paper, the stronger the iron armor of the illusion, and this one in the hand of the big man is just a mortal weapon. It's a little better than ordinary mortal armor, although it's not a treasure, but it's better than nothing.

If that rune paper was a treasure, he wouldn't be willing to use it.

In the face of Xu Wanfeng, Dahan has only been cautious for many years, in case this person who looks powerless to restrain the chicken, what other killer tricks does he have? He doesn't want to capsize in the gutter. Fortunately, Xu Wanfeng didn't have anything, otherwise he would have been beaten, he raised his hammer and said with a cruel smile: "You go to die." ”

Xu Wanfeng took a step back, but the pipa in his hand still didn't put it down.

The hammer was about to fall, but the big man's hand suddenly stopped in the air, and even the hammer's falling momentum stopped. He tried to pull his hammer back, but found that his arm, like the hammer, could not move. He looked at the thin scholar and exclaimed, "What did you do?"

Xu Wanfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the hammer stop, and lifted the pipa with one hand, without the slightest hint of panic. He looked at the big man and said with a smile: "If you don't talk nonsense with me, the hammer can kill me if you are a little faster." It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

The big man said angrily: "I can kill you now." ”

He struggled hard, and the true qi in his body surged for a while, but it was in vain until his face was red and his ears were red.

Xu Wanfeng put away the pipa, did not panic at all, slowly walked to the big man's side, stretched out his hand and touched his sledgehammer, and said with a smile: "This baby is really good, if you give it to me, you will either die or be disabled." It's a pity that you can't move now, isn't it sad? ”

Dahan suddenly calmed down, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was reciting some incantation. It's a pity that he is like a fish that has come ashore, and the true qi on his body is passing little by little, but he can't move at all. His eyes widened, as if to see what was going on.

But no matter how you think about it, you can't figure it out.

Xu Wanfeng smiled: "Do you want to die?"

Dahan can't even nod his head now, this kind of simple action. He could only blink, signaling that he didn't want to die.

Xu Wanfeng stepped aside, raised her hands, and the books that had been smashed by the big man with a hammer just now returned to their original state in an instant. Even the table in the school hall is as good as ever, and there is an extra big man in the entire school, and it seems that there is no change from yesterday.

When Dahan saw this scene, his eyes were about to pop out.

Xu Wanfeng picked up a book and read: "There were saints in ancient times, an inch in front of him. In my hands

The pipa, the aura that is conjured, you smash them all, and they will naturally come back to you. This primary school hall has now been refined into a small world by my spiritual energy. In this, I am a real person, I am a bodhisattva, and I am a sword immortal. ”

He raised his hand.

Dahan suddenly felt that he could move, looking at Xu Wanfeng, his eyes were full of fear and disbelief, and he shook his head and said: "This is impossible, this is impossible, only the great cultivators of the square inch realm can sacrifice in the small world." You haven't crossed the moat yet, how is that possible?"

Xu Wanfeng said with a smile: "There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts." I don't have a backing here, that's all I have to do. ”

He was in the school every day, teaching, reading, and reading, and he had inadvertently turned this school into a small world. The aura emitted by the pipa just now was just to better control this heaven and earth. Wudang Mountain has a real person sitting in the wind, there are four monks in the Dragon Temple, and this primary school hall has Xu Wanfeng.

He walked up to Dahan lightly and whispered, "Actually, I am the sect master of the Demon Sect. ”

This was the last sentence Dahan heard before he died, and in the next moment, his whole body turned into dust. With his own sledgehammer, he disappeared into this school together. Xu Wanfeng put the pipa in her hand, gently pushed open the door and walked out. In the distance, a figure walked slowly.

It was the middle-aged Xie Baoshu, who looked at Xu Wanfeng and asked, "Why haven't you come to eat for so long?"

Xu Wanfeng smiled: "I read two more books." ”

(End of chapter)