"This ......"

Feng Chenzi groaned, his eyes widened. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Su Shan's words with his will rang out in the hearts of many monks in the Yuqing Hall, the masters of all parties already knew that this fortune teller was by no means as simple as he looked, at least he was also a master who was no less than them. After all, this kind of means of transmitting sound with will is unheard of and unseen by monks in the world.

But now the seven black shadows made by the red-haired ancestor have reached Li Wushuang's chest, but this fortune teller said that there will be a bloody disaster between the red-haired ancestor's breaths, which is too untrue. None of the many monks present believed that Li Wushuang could still survive in the hands of the red-haired ancestor today.

Hiss!

The sword flashed and spread in the Yuqing hall.

The blade of the sword was wrapped in infinite power, burst out with brilliant brilliance, and returned to between Li Wushuang's hands, and then this flying sword took Li Wushuang with him, and it seemed to be a human sword and flew forward. The seven black shadows that the red-haired ancestor shot out had already been cut by the blade, as if time had stood still in the picture of the Yuqing Palace.

Click......

When the bright red sword blade burst out, the space under the sword was cut open like a crack, and Li Wushuang was already dumbfounded, although the flying sword was in his hand at this moment, it was no longer under his control. Instead, there was an infinite suction force from the hilt of the sword, pulling others to follow the sword and rushing towards the red-haired ancestor.

Of all the monks present, none of them could clearly see how the sword blade in Li Wu's hands cut through the seven black shadows, how he broke through the space and flew to the chest of the red-haired ancestor, and then slashed off the top of the red-haired ancestor's head with a sword, slashing this evil path giant who had shocked the world for thousands of years under the sword!

As the fortune teller said, there is a bloody disaster between breaths!

It was as if the red-haired ancestor's bones were not cold, and he had no breath at all......

In the Yuqing Palace, the battle had stopped, Li Wushuang held a four-foot red flying sword and slashed next to the corpse of the red-haired ancestor divided into two parts, grinning and laughing, but he was still angry in his heart, raised his leg and kicked the corpse of the red-haired ancestor a few times, and scolded and scolded: "I told you to bully me!" Call you to bully our surname Li, call you bully me for not cultivating enough, call you bully me for being weak, call you bully me for not being as old as you......"

The monks in the hall were already dumbfounded, so when Li Wushuang kicked the corpse of the red-haired ancestor, no one stopped him.

Only above the blade of the red four-foot flying sword, a wind suddenly blew out, rolling on the bright red flesh and bones around it, turning the bones left by those red-haired ancestors into dust. Another storage bag fell from the ashes of the red-haired ancestor, and Li Wushuang saw that it was a dead man's thing, and picked it up and carried it in his arms.

The wind in the sword blew up, blowing the clothes of the monks in the hall, and they were stunned one by one, and no one came to talk to Li Wushuang. Only the wind and dust pulled the wine gourd, walked to Li Wushuang's side, put the gourd in front of Li Wushuang, and said after half a sound: "The little Taoist friend is deeply hidden, and the poor Dao admires, and now the strong enemy has been killed by the little Daoyou, how about taking a sip of the spirits brewed by the poor Dao?" ”

At this moment, the anger in Li Wushuang's chest dissipated, and he suddenly realized that he had turned defeat into victory in the middle of his breath, killing the strong enemy under the sword. Fang Cai thought that he would die under the red-haired ancestor's sword today, but the flying sword in his hand emitted a thousand zhang of sword light, and the red-haired ancestor was slashed with a sword, which was beyond Li Wushuang's expectations.

The sword qi is sharp, and it even pierces a hole in the Yuqing Hall of the Kunlun Sect.

A big hole was blasted out of the Yuqing Hall, and the monks of the Kunlun Sect present should have been furious, but now they looked at Li Wushuang in a daze, but no one came to accuse him. Just because when the sword in the red sword blade was full of swords just now, even the space was cut through a gap, and these Kunlun sect monks probably might not be able to fight Li Wushuang, so they turned a blind eye to the destruction of the Yuqing Palace.

Standing in the place where the red-haired ancestor died, it was only after half a sound that Li Wushuang realized that he had really killed someone.

was just a woodcutter before, although he had done a lot of things to kill chickens, ducks and birds, and Li Wushuang was also very heroic and refreshing, but after all, he did not leave any life under his hands. At this moment, he woke up, and once again remembered the picture of the red-haired ancestor split with a sword just now, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was terrified in his heart, only to feel that there was a stream of sour water coming out from the depths of his throat, and he almost opened his mouth to vomit in this Yuqing hall.

Now seeing a wine gourd in front of him, Li Wushuang immediately took the wine gourd and poured it into his mouth, until the strong smell of wine suppressed the feeling of vomiting, Li Wushuang saw clearly who the wine jar in his hand was, and turned around and saw Feng Chenzi standing aside, and the pungent fishy smell came to his face......

"You stinky Taoist priest, do you want to stink me to death when you see that I didn't die in the hands of the old monster?"

With a strange scream in his mouth, Li Wushuang returned the wine gourd in his hand to Feng Chenzi, although his words were still very cold, he was a little grateful to Feng Chenzi after all. If it weren't for the gourd liquor of Feng Chenzi, Xu is Li Wushuang would have been unable to stand it because of the first killing, and he vomited in the Yuqing Hall and lost face.

"Look at the ...... of the hexagram"

At this moment, Su Shan waved the long flag in his hand again, and kept shouting: "Look at the past life and count the eight characters, count the marriage and look at the future." Tong Suo is not bullied, and the price is fair......"

The red-haired ancestor had just been executed, but the fortune teller was as if nothing had happened, his eyes kept looking at the faces of the monks around him, and he shouted business again and again, calling people to come to him to see the fortune telling. At this time, the monks of the Kunlun Sect finally couldn't hold it back, and turned around to greet a disciple of the Xuzhen Sect, whispered a few words, and the disciple hurriedly left the Yuqing Hall.

In a moment, there was a middle-aged monk with a dignified appearance, holding a jade Ruyi in his hand, and came to the Yuqing Palace.

As soon as this person came, he saw that Su Shan was constantly shouting and greeting business in the Yuqing Palace, and his face suddenly changed, staring at Su Shan up and down at the half-immortal, and said: "Where did this person come from, my Kunlun sect is a big faction in the world, how can I allow a fortune teller to come here to make a noise?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Li Wu holding a flying sword in his hands, standing beside the fortune teller, and suddenly the face of the person holding the jade Ruyi changed again, pointing at Li Wushuang and asking, "Senior brother, do you mean this fortune teller and the bearded monk you are talking about?" ”

Hearing this, Chong Xuzhen's eyes flashed suddenly, and he was about to transmit the sound to the monk holding the jade ruyi, telling what happened in the Yuqing Hall, but suddenly noticed that the avatar in the Yuqing Hall was blocked by overlapping tents, and he couldn't even use the means of divine recitation transmission. Immediately, his heart changed greatly, and he secretly regretted why he didn't let his disciples tell the things that happened in the Yuqing Hall to this head disciple carefully, if this head disciple knew the strength of this Li Wushuang and Su Shan, if he provoked the bearded man to reveal it, how would this be good?

The person holding the jade Ruyi is the head of the Kunlun faction, Chongxiao.

Now Chong Xiao Zhenren asked Su Shan and Li Wushuang what their origins were, and Chong Xuan Zhenren couldn't help answering, but he really didn't know the origin of these two people, so he had to give up his hand and say: "Senior brother, I don't know where these two monks are." Today, Xu knew that my Kunlun faction had sacrificed the Gathering Immortal Banner, so he specially rushed to my Kunlun faction......"

Hum!

Immediately, Chong Xiaozhen's expression changed, he snorted coldly in his mouth, and pointed at Su Shanyan and said: "What is the use of such a fortune teller who looks at fortune telling and deceives the money of ordinary people in the world, what is the use of coming to my Kunlun faction?" I gathered under the immortal banner to convene the world's masters, could it be that the bearded person holding the jade sword can also be regarded as a master? ”

Chong Xiao Zhenren had just arrived, and he hadn't seen Li Wushuang slash the red-haired ancestor with a sword, so he was shouting so loudly. He was originally the head of the Kunlun faction, one of the best high-ranking sects in the world, and he regarded himself very high and did not take others in his eyes, but now he saw that many evil masters had also come to the Yuqing Palace, so he wanted to show his majesty on Su Shan and Li Wushuang, so that those evil masters knew the power of his Kunlun faction.

"What a Kunlun sect leader!"

Su Shan had already seen the identity of this person, a roll of long flags in his hand, pointed obliquely at Chongxiao Zhenren, and said: "Although this half-immortal is not a so-called master in the world, nor is he as commanding as you, but he has never missed fortune-telling, and today let this half-immortal calculate a hexagram for you...... Hey, hey, hey......"

When Su Shan said that he wanted to count the first hexagram, the masters of all parties in the Yuqing Hall had already remembered that not long ago, Su Shan had calculated that there would be a bloody disaster between the breaths of the red-haired ancestor, and his expressions immediately changed drastically. Especially the Kunlun sect monk Chong Xuzhen, when he heard Su Shan's intention to tell the hexagram, and then heard Su Shan's last three strange laughs, his heart immediately jumped, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Fellow Daoist, slow down!" Friends and slow! The poor Taoist disciple has been cultivating in the Kunlun Mountains for a long time, and rarely walks outside, so I can't recognize the Taoist friends today, and please don't take them to heart......

The implication is to ask Su Shan not to calculate that hexagram for Chongxiao Zhenren.

Chong Xuan Zhenren was afraid that Su Shan would pinch his fingers and calculate, and then come up with an ending where there was a bloody disaster between breaths......

Although the head of the Kunlun faction, Chong Xiao Zhenren, was arrogant, but he was extremely convinced of his senior brother Chong Xuan Zhenren, and now seeing Chong Xu's real person in front of Su Shan, he immediately realized a little bit in his heart, restrained his rampant attitude, and said: "Senior brother, do you know, where do these two Taoist friends come from?" ”

Chong Xuan didn't know how to answer, after all, he didn't know.

However, Li Wushuang's beard shook and replied loudly: "Where did I come from the master, I want to go to the master, and I found the master and handed it to my master." ”

Chong Xuzhen asked, "I don't know who Your Excellency's master is?" ”

"I don't know who my sister is, but my sister is sitting on a crane with a broken right leg, and I came to your Kunlun faction. I came to the Kunlun faction today only to find the master, you Kunlun faction has a large number of people, but call all the women in the sect, let me recognize them one by one, I will definitely be able to recognize them......"

Good tone!

actually asked the Kunlun women to come here and let him recognize them one by one.

However, Chong Xiao Zhenren and Chong Xu's faces immediately changed drastically, the two looked at each other for a moment, and thought in unison: "It's her!" ”

And at this moment, the four-foot long sword that Li Wu was holding in both hands burst out with a vigorous sword aura, jumping over the Yuqing Hall without penetrating the roof of the main hall, the sword qi was thousands of miles long, as if it was a hexagram Tianhe that fell from the sky, blocking the brilliance on the Gathering Immortal Flag, the sword aura was brilliant, and the world was unparalleled. Looking down from the depths of the starry sky from afar, you can also see that in the Kunlun Mountains, there is a narrow and bright red sword qi rising into the sky, as if it is an edge and corner rising in this blue planet. The monks from all sides in the Yuqing Hall also raised their heads one after another, looking at the sword qi in Li Wushuang's arms, and they didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Alas!

"The red-haired ancestor is really unjust, who doesn't bully this bearded man. If he had seen this thousand-mile sword blade earlier, he was afraid that he would put the knife on his neck and force him to fight with this big man, and the red-haired ancestor would definitely not attack him. The people in the Demon Dao are all unruly people, and now they have one in the hands of this person, so that many evil Dao giants in this Yuqing Hall can restrain their arrogance, and don't be so arrogant......"

Feng Chenzi groaned in his heart, but a little smile appeared on his face, no matter how many people Su Shan and Li Wushuang had a grudge with in the Kunlun faction today, at least Feng Chenzi was the first person to get acquainted with Li Wushuang, and he also had some friendship. Even if the Kunlun faction had a bad relationship with Li Wushuang, it just happened for him to make friends with Li Wushuang from the Shushan Sword Sect. His eyes flashed a few times, and he thought again in his heart: "This little Taoist friend said that he was ordered by his master to come to the Kunlun sect to find his master, and he thought that his master was even more powerful, and an ordinary disciple could release a thousand miles of sword blades, as if the galaxy was hanging upside down, if his master came to Kunlun, he was only afraid of ......"

There is no need to think about it further, the smile in Fengchenzi's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

However, he groaned for a while, and then arched his hand towards Li Wushuang, and said, "Daoist friends said that the monk rode the crane, and the crane once broke his right leg, and there is indeed such a senior monk who came to my Kunlun sect. It's just that this senior is not a monk of my Kunlun sect, and if you want to see her, you still need to go to the poor Dao to report it. ”

It was only because Li Wushuang was holding a thousand-mile sword blade in his arms that Chong Xuzhen would treat him so politely.

Although he is not a wise and profound person, Li Wushuang is not a stupid person, seeing the posture of the head of the Kunlun faction, Chong Xiao Zhenren and Chong Xuzhen, he already knows that the Kunlun faction is afraid of the sword blade in his arms, so he is kind to him. Then he thought that this bright red four-foot flying sword was obtained from his master, and Li Wushuang was immediately full of joy, and thought: "If you really went to the mountains to chop wood that day, you met a great fortune. In the past, I only heard that there are North Kunlun and South Shu Mountain in the world, and one south and one north are famous in the world, but now just because the master borrowed my four-foot flying sword, the head of the dignified Kunlun faction actually wanted to whisper to me, and I was afraid of the flying sword in my hand. Hey, hey, hey...... This was originally the Yuqing Hall of the Kunlun Sect, and it was the territory of his Kunlun Sect, and when the red-haired old monster bullied the fortune teller and me just now, these so-called righteous monks stood by one by one, and they were not good birds. Now, if I find my master, I will go back to my master, and stay in this filthy place to defile my Li Wushuang's eyes......"

Thinking of this, Li Wushuang saw Feng Chenzi who was standing on the side with the rest of his eyes, and immediately thought again: "These so-called righteous monks in the Yuqing Hall are not all different people, this Feng Chenzi is more interesting, if he didn't give me a drink, I would have vomited and embarrassed in public." But this man is sassy and smelly, and he is not worthy of my deep friendship with him. ”

Chong Xuzhen said that he was going to report it, but he waited for Li Wushuang to answer, but after waiting for a while, Li Wushuang didn't speak. So this Kunlun faction master, I don't know what kind of thoughts Li Wushuang has in his heart at the moment, only to see that the sword qi in Li Wushuang's arms is shining brightly, and the more cold his heart is, he then arches his hand and says: "Even so, then the poor Dao will go and tell that senior first." ”

As soon as the figure turned, it was already in addition to the Yuqing Palace.

However, the fortune teller who called himself Li Banxian was standing in the center of the Yuqing Hall with his hair scattered at the moment, holding a long banner in his hand, looking around with his eyes down, and said to the surrounding monks: "Everyone, please think carefully, today this half-immortal will definitely have something to make this half-immortal happy in the Kunlun faction, so I am very merciful to show you the future of the eight-character calculation." If it is after today, I am afraid that if you ask me in the future, I will not count you as a half-hexagram......"

After speaking, as soon as he kicked his feet, he shook his shoes to the ground.

Revealing a pair of big feet, the fortune teller walked to an evil giant unscrupulously, pretended to pinch his fingers and calculated, and said: "Just now, I watched the stars in the middle of the fairy night, and after doing the math, I felt that this Taoist friend was ......", but before he finished speaking, the evil master had already flashed into a dark corner of the Yuqing Palace, as if he was extremely afraid that Su Shan would say anything more about the bloody disaster between breaths.

Rao is Su Shan's tongue can be said by the lotus, and no one is willing to let him tell the hexagram.