The inner disciples of the Broken Sword Pavilion like the little witch too much, "Poor Dao is like a girl who has a big Ji Ji, what's wrong with this, everyone has a love for beauty, and Poor Dao is no exception." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info I am a rare and beautiful woman, and it does not prevent me from becoming a base old. ”

Duan Sleeve waved the broken sword to "draw a thousand bones", swooped, the sword qi burst out, condensed into five black skin gourds, and rushed towards the little witch angrily, they were used to trap and kill the pseudo-mother, not really take his life. Duan Sleeve hasn't been with the little witch Gao Ji yet, how can he be willing to harm him.

The little witch sneered in her heart, he cultivated "killing the base and not moving Zen", as long as he killed the old man, he could only speak and speak. If you are sleepy, someone will give you a pillow, if you don't smile happily, you are not a fool.

The black-hearted knife does not have a tool spirit for the time being, but it is a famous knife after all, and it can be slashed against the broken sword "Draw a Thousand Bone". The little witch twisted her waist and suddenly exerted her strength. He was like a black cat jumping out, full of murderous intentions, undisguised.

Five black-skinned gourds surrounded the little witch, spinning in groups, swinging sword qi dozens of zhang high, they were originally condensed by sword qi.

Boom!

The little witch slashed out fiercely, and the black knife qi rolled, like a hinge that was split, and with a bang, it swept a black gourd and exploded it. But the sword qi did not dissipate, and it swirled in reverse and slashed towards the second black-skinned gourd, which was also hit with one blow, and the explosion sounded later.

Bang, two more sounds, and two one-person-tall black-skinned gourds also exploded.

Five black-skinned gourds, the little witch slashed out with a knife, destroying four. There is also the largest gourd left, thirty zhang high, with a sword aura, and it spits out from time to time, as if a Taoist monk is serving Xia and drinking dew.

The little witch grabbed the knife in her right hand, looked at the two demonic qi, and swept towards the largest gourd. Even with his current eyesight, it is difficult to look directly at the origin of the gourd, "There must be something in the gourd." The little witch was extremely sure, he thought and moved, brushed, and the person had swept out, flying diagonally, like a swallow walking through the willows, with a light posture, but when the little witch passed the big black gourd, he slapped it steeply with his left palm, not the black-hearted knife held in his right hand.

The palm is mighty, and it is like the wind of the nine shadows bursting through the earth and sweeping towards the sky. The big black gourd was knocked out all of a sudden, as if it was hit by three fierce horses advancing in unison, the front side of the gourd collapsed, but it had not yet exploded, and the sword qi swung outward, filling the collapsed place, but after a few breaths, the big black gourd returned to its original state.

The gourd's belly is outward, like a black fat man with a swimming ring on his waist, looking clumsy and ugly.

As the little witch expected, there was a pure yang sword qi hidden in the last black gourd, which was a sword qi sealed by Duan Sleeve's father, Duan Wuli still doted on his only son very much, and he also knew that his son was doing a little too much on weekdays, and he was afraid that someone would be unfavorable to him, so he sealed a pure yang sword qi to protect Duan Sleeve.

The little witch boldly broke the last black-skinned gourd, and the pure yang sword qi burst out, and the little witch who was closest to it had nowhere to escape, and if she didn't die, she would be seriously injured.

Duan Weak's swordsmanship Zhaoyi was far from being comparable to Duan Sleeve.

"It's weird, but I'm not fooled. The little witch said in her heart, brush, he swept out, and made a "snake dividing the wild grass" small magical power.

The snake divides the wild grass, that is, the snake's belly walks against the wild grass, and the wild grass on both sides separates outward to make a way. The little witch was like a poisonous snake at the moment, and on both sides of him, waves of qi were rolling outward.

The people of the Broken Sword Pavilion, ninety-nine out of a hundred people are Ji Lao, and almost all of the inner disciples who came out with Duan Sleeve are Ji Lao, as long as the little witch kills any of them, she can speak, breaking the "Killing Ji Immovable Zen".

"Up!"

Suddenly, the little witch's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and a stubborn stone was sacrificed out.

"Ah, it's the Three Mountains of Women's Clothing!"

"The leftovers left by the puppet Niang Wang to mend the sky!"

"That's not to be underestimated, after all, it's a stone handed down by the puppet king. ”

The people of the Broken Sword Pavilion were scattered like birds and beasts, and they did not dare to undertake the stubborn stone of the "Women's Three Mountain Ranges". Boom! The stubborn stone quickly expanded, turning into three mountains, and slaughtered the Ji Lao below.

More than a dozen inner disciples couldn't dodge, and were crushed into meat cakes by the three mountains, and the souls of the dead ascended to heaven and went to be accompanied by the god of Ji Lao and the great god Billy. And the little witch was able to speak, and the feeling of being stuck in her throat disappeared. "Duan Sleeve, you don't look at yourself in the mirror, are you worthy of me, I eat all in the pseudo-Niang world and the witch world, you are an old man, relying on the Broken Sword Pavilion behind you, and even stole Duan Duan's weak painting of a thousand bones and broken swords, so if you want to eat me, I can only hehe. The little witch's voice was like a jade bead falling into the plate, tinkling, very good. But his eyes ruined the beauty of the body, which was too scary. The little witch's eyes protruded outward, and her eyes were more white and less black, bloodshot all over.

Although there was a "painting thousand bones" by his side, Duan Sleeve still didn't feel safe, he subconsciously looked left and right, and the fellow disciples of the Broken Sword Pavilion who came out with him died and fled, and there were only a few people who stayed by Duan Sleeve's side.

The spirit of the broken sword "drawing a thousand bones" is copied in his sleeve with both hands, and he does not aim at the sleeve with his eyes. In his eyes, Duan Sleeve is dead if he is dead, and it has nothing to do with him. It's just that when the time comes, he can't hold it down, and the spirit of the Thousand Bones is not free to speak, and he clashed words with the elders of the Broken Sword Pavilion, saying a thing or two.

"Little witch, the old man is here to help you. Whitebeard flew over.

With him taking the lead, the gray goatee old man and the old man on crutches are not good at saying anything, they come together, they are inseparable from the loss of Whitebeard, although they are not friends, they are better than friends, well, they are not Gaoji.

The three old men came from a poor background, and the sect they belonged to was not very famous, and even other sects were wiped out a few years ago.

The little witch was not surprised, and he didn't say much. "The three old men are also sensible, so I might as well take them in as my butlers. When I have time, I will take them to the pseudo-girl world and the witch world again, so that they can open their eyes and know how good I am. It's a pity, they're too old, otherwise I'll ......" The little witch laughed a few times, hiding her true thoughts.

The three old men didn't know what the little witch was thinking, so they had to laugh.

Duan Sleeve was not happy, and pointed at the third elder with the broken sword, "Grass, your Armstrong Boom Boom Cannon can't be used, and you dare to rob the beauty with Poor Dao, is it really fatal, Poor Dao is willing to give you the last ride." ”

Rise!

A figure flew in, his arms stretched, like a white ape outstretching his arms, this person was actually the young master of Taiyi Gate.

The little witch had already let the young master of Taiyimen leave, but he did not leave, and still stayed by the little witch's side, because he had fallen hopelessly in love with this pseudo-lady and was willing to sacrifice everything for him, including his father! If the head of Taiyimen is here, the little witch only needs one look, and the young master of Taiyimen will come forward and kill the head without hesitation.

The strong wind was angry, like fine sand flying at high speed hitting the face, faintly painful. Duan Sleeve said angrily: "Dog, stay away from me, Poor Dao disdains to kill you with a Thousand Bone Sword, it will dirty my sword." ”

The young master of Taiyi Gate closed his ground, and he wanted to strangle Duan Sleeve.

"This dead old man also wants to rob my little witch, and if you don't kill him, who will he kill. The eyes of the young master of Taiyi Gate burst out with anger.

"Damn shit!"

"The head of the Taiyi Sect also has to kneel down in front of us!"

Several Taoists around Duan Sleeve said disdainfully, and they swung their swords and slashed at the young master of Taiyi Gate.

Taiyimen is also unfavorable, the head of the house walked well, but he fell, and when he fell, he got up by himself, but he met the little witch who "did good deeds without leaving a name", and had to help him walk, personally sent him back to the mountain gate, and then looted the collection of Taiyimen for many years, and the young master was also taken away. This has become a joke in the monastic world. Yes, the head of the Taiyi Sect is closed, no one is seen, and his son is gone, he will never dare to provoke the little witch.

When! Two sounds of gold and iron rang out, and the inner disciples of the Broken Sword Pavilion failed to kill the young master of the Taiyi Sect with their swords, but were bounced away, and the swords in their hands also flew out, not because they didn't want to hold it, but because they couldn't.

Brush.

Duan Sleeve still avoided the young master of Taiyi Gate after all, in the past, he disdained to talk to this waste young master, but today, somehow, he was vigilant, and he was anxious to avoid the young master of Taiyi Gate, for no other reason, the temperament on the other party changed. It's no longer an "S", it's completely become an "M", and the breath is strong, which makes Duan Sleeve very unhappy. On the surface, Duan Sleeve is "attacking", but in fact, his essence is "receiving". But the aura of "acceptance" exuded by the young master of Taiyimen is too exaggerated, like an abyss like a prison, and it is more stable than Duan Sleeve.

"Little witch, this pseudo-lady is really a genius! Perhaps, Poor Dao should put down his body, get along with him, and Gao Ji with him in my true appearance, I believe that under the teaching of the little witch, Poor Dao will also become Super M. Duan Sleeve has that meaning, but it's not easy to speak. The identity is there, there are no steps to go under.

The white-bearded, goatee-bearded, and crutche-old man who took refuge in the little witch, they didn't think about it so much, they were all with the inner disciples of the Broken Sword Pavilion, and they would harvest their lives as soon as they made a move. The destruction of the sect of the three elders is also related to the Broken Sword Pavilion. That's why they hate the people of the Sword Pavilion so much, and they can kill them all and never let anyone go.

In addition to the Broken Sword Pavilion, there are also hidden people who have not yet come out, their eyes are flashing, and they are secretly exchanging news. "Hahaha, the people of the Broken Sword Pavilion are compared with the super newcomer little witch in the pseudo-mother world, this is interesting, the witch world probably won't stand idly by, maybe they have already come. ”

"Hmph, witches are not good things, I'll meet them, except for them. ”

"Brother Yan is reasonable, when the time comes, you will be the first to rush up, and we will wave the flag and shout for you in the back, I wish you success. ”

"Hey, it's not interesting, I'm just talking casually, I offended those witches, and my sect doesn't want to keep me. ”

Those female demons in the witch world are very terrifying, they are crazy, who dares to stop them. And the little witch is also a strange person, obviously a pseudo-mother, but she has entered the witch world, and many female devils call her sister and sister, more like a girlfriend than a girlfriend. In response to the words of some masters, "(muffled), the world is swollen, those men with big chatters, not only with women, but also with masters! Damn the beauty of Da Dior!"

Among the Taoist temples.

The previous generation of the Nine Infant True Scripture was also a ruthless character, he let the White Bone Lady and the Black Bone Lady tear apart, and the two could only leave one person to inherit the Taoist Sutra.

Who lives or dies, let the two ladies decide for themselves. This trick is clever, put it on others, and they may really kill each other. But Lady White Bone and Lady Black Bone can't do without anyone, and they will never fight because of a Taoist scripture. Even if they destroy the "Nine Infant True Scripture", the two ladies will stay together until eternity.

"You two, have you figured it out?"

The machine spirit of the "Nine Infant True Scripture" asked again, his time was really running out.

"I've thought about it. Lady Bones said.

"I've thought about it. Lady Black Bone said.

"Oh. ”

The instrument spirit of "Nine Infant True Scripture" looked at Mrs. Bai Gu and Mrs. Black Bone, "They are ......" The machine spirit of the Taoist appearance, he did not fall into his mind, a black sword, a white knife, swept the brush together, the sword cut the neck of the Taoist, the knife cut to the waist of the Taoist, cut off his head, and split his waist. The two ladies want to put the Taoist to death and provoke the relationship between them, and with this alone, the previous generation of the Nine Infant True Scripture cannot be left.

"Ah, Father!"

"Father, be careful!"

"Damn it, I know they don't have a good heart! Father, I'm here to help you. ”

"Sisters, kill the next two Ji Lao first. ”

The nine female weapon spirits of the Dao Sutra were in a hurry, rushing out in unison, not letting the White Bone Lady and the Black Bone Lady hurt the Daoist-looking instrument spirits.

Bugs rumbled, and swarms of bookworms flew down, black and pressing, crushing the city. It's a bookworm, several groups of bookworms, they fly to the "Nine Infant True Scripture" under the leadership of the mother emperor worm, no matter how precious the Taoist scripture is, it is just a book in the eyes of the deadly scholars. If there is a book, there should be a worm, and the scholar who killed him is also paying attention to the Taoist Sutra, and he plans to use the "Nine Infant True Scripture" to raise bookworms.

"Hahahaha, people bully me and I am incompetent. Poor Dao is about to break the vows today!Ku Hao, Buddha soup!"

The predecessor of the "Nine Infant True Scripture" roared, and the sword qi was like a wave, bursting out, bang, and swept the White Bone Lady, the Black Bone Lady, uh poof, the two ladies spit out two hundred catties of blood, and retreated.

The dying machine spirit, when he is dying, will fight back, and he will return to the earth, and the two ladies are unwilling to face him head-on.

Boom, boom!

Ku Hao Sword, Buddha Tang Sword, and double swords flew upside down and fell into the hands of the Taoist spirit. The moment he held the sword, two purple arcs burst out of the Daoist's eyes, and his height suddenly rose to one zhang and two feet, "I will kill you all if I fight for the last life." ”

Buddha soup and Ku Hao sword were originally divine swords, they and the Taoist sword intent communicated, rhyme, within a radius of three hundred feet to produce a mysterious and mysterious rhyme, tom

The White Bone Lady and the Black Bone Lady retreated again, quickly moving away from the "Nine Infant True Scripture".

The bookworms under the black pressure cover also felt bad, buzzing! They messed up their formation and flew towards the sky, unwilling to stay here, even the mother emperor insects couldn't restrain them.

"Do you really think that you only have Kuhao Sword and Buddha Tang Sword in the poor Dao, hahahaha. The Taoist laughed wildly, "In fact, there is a sword ...... the poor Dao"