On the long street with no end in sight, there were occasionally a few patrolling soldiers walking by, and other than that, only Wang Xiaolai and the three of them were walking slowly.

The whispers of the three echoed in the street, and it stands to reason that at this point, it was time for curfew, and no one was allowed to appear on the street.

However, Wang Xiaolai is the marshal of the three armies, and the politeness of the soldiers to Wang Xiaolai from the beginning slowly turned into respect from the bottom of their hearts.

They didn't know much about Wang Xiaolai at first, but when Wang Xiaolai led them to win one victory after another, these soldiers had sincere respect for Wang Xiaolai.

In this case, who will stop him?

I don't know if I can escort it in person.

Wang Xiaolai sang the big sedan chair with his throat open, and the red fragrance next to him couldn't stop snickering.

Wang Xiaolai turned around: "Sister, is my brother singing good?" ”

Hongxiang nodded: "It's good." ”

Instead, Shu Jiuchai scoffed: "Come on, Hongxiang, such a nasty tune, you also say it's good." ”

Hongxiang heard the words and brushed her blush.

Fortunately, it was dark and I couldn't see clearly.

Wang Xiaokan watched the second daughter talk, patted her belly and smiled with satisfaction.

After coming to Suiyang for two years, Wang Xiaolai has friends, career, wealth and wealth, which is the feeling he has been looking for in that world... It's already all together. It can be said that now I am already a winner in life, what is there to regret?

"People often say that life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, but today, I dare not agree."

Wang Xiaolai shouted loudly.

Between the words and words, the heroic was born.

Neither Shu Jiuchai nor Hongxiang had ever seen Wang Xiaolai like this, and for a while, they couldn't help but look at it twice.

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At the corner of the long street, a man slowly appeared from the dark shadow on the street corner, dressed in a gray linen shirt, with a gray beard hanging down to his chest, and behind his back, he carried a simple sword box.

Listening to the sound in his ears getting closer and closer, the old man opened his eyes, and in his eyes, the sword qi was rampant.

"Hui Xian, you are watching from the sky, today, I will avenge you."

So saying, he turned the corner and stood in the middle of the long street.

The sound of laughter came into his ears, and three figures appeared in the old man's eyes.

Look carefully, it is Wang Xiaolai and Hongxiang and the three of them.

The old man took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and said softly: "Open." ”

With a brush, behind his body, the quaint sword box made a buzzing sound, and with a whoosh, a sword flew out of it, floating in front of the old man, and the tip of the sword was facing the direction of Wang Xiaolai and the three of them.

"Yuankong, twenty years ago, you persuaded the demon sword immortal Li Baiyi, but the demon still lives in Baiyi's heart. It's been 20 years, and Bai Yi has never been able to let go, not because he doesn't let go, but because he refuses! The blood debt must be paid with blood! ”

As he spoke, the old man's cloudy eyes widened, and suddenly they were unusually bright.

The sword floating in front of him swished, and flew straight towards Wang Xiaolai.

Wang Xiaolai, who was laughing with Hongxiang Shu Jiuchai, was walking and walking, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, looked up, his eyes were a little bright, and he came with a supreme sword aura and fierce killing intent.

"Not good!"

Wang Xiaolai shouted, pushed away Hongxiang and Shu Jiuchai, stepped on the ground hard, shook his arms, raised enough strength, and a ball of invisible qi gathered in front of him.

There was a pop of broken bags, and the sword passed through the chest.

Wang Xiaolai's eyes widened in disbelief, the first thought in his heart, how could it be possible?

When Yu Qingxie hadn't returned to the Star Gazing Palace, he had made an evaluation of him, and he was already a clear and definite first-class grandmaster's strength.

Although it is not as tall as the first person under Ye Wuxian's heavenly list, it is better than most people.

But how can he not even resist a single move?

Could it be that the cultivation of one's luck is not qualified enough?

As soon as the thought in his heart rose, Wang Xiaolai felt the rapid flow of strength in his body, plopped, knelt on the ground, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out directly.

The sound of footsteps moving, and an old man slowly appeared in Wang Xiaolai's sight.

"Yipin Grandmaster, hehe, it's just a slightly more powerful ant, and you dare to confidently resist my sword intent?"

As he spoke, he beckoned, and the sword that had passed through Wang Xiaolai's chest flew back in front of the old man.

"Wang Xiaolai, let you die today, understand that it was Li Baiyi who killed you."

Wang Xiaolai spurted blood: "Monday? Lao Tzu still prays on Sunday. ”

Hongxiang and Shu Jiuchai both rushed up to see Wang Xiaolai's injury: "Son, (master), what's wrong with you!" ”

Wang Xiaolai waved his hand, trembling his left hand to protect his broken heart and lungs, coughed several times, and gasped: "I, I'm fine, you two go back first, I'll get rid of this old man and follow him." ”

Hongxiang pulled Wang Xiaolai's sleeve and shook her head.

Shu Jiuchai was even more direct, took out the giant sword on his back, and pointed at Li Baiyi angrily: "Old guy, I don't care what your origin is, you dare to hurt my master, I, Shu Jiuchai, will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth." ”

Li Baiyi glanced at Shu Jiuchai when he heard this, and laughed: "Are all the little girls so grumpy now?" You and that female doll go, I won't kill you, today, my target, only he Wang Xiaolai is alone. ”

Wang Xiaolai grinned: "Coincidentally, old man, I think so too, Jiuchai, Hongxiang, you two go first." ”

Shu Jiuchai didn't move, Hongxiang just cried non-stop.

Seeing this, Li Baiyi sighed: "It's hard to believe that these two dolls are so infatuated, if it weren't for the deep hatred between you and me, I really don't want to kill you, after all, the most difficult thing in the world is to have a lover." However, today, I must kill you, for the sake of Hui Xian..."

Wang Xiaolai pushed away the red incense, crossed Shu Jiuchai and rushed towards Li Baiyi, his hands condensed white light, and roared loudly: "Lao Tzu doesn't care if you are an immortal or an immortal, today, either you die or I die!" ”

Li Baiyi raised his head when he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, looked at Wang Xiaolai who jumped up in mid-air, gritted his teeth and said, "If you speak wildly, you are looking for death." ”

As he spoke, he pointed at Wang Xiaolai with his hand, and the flying sword floating beside him struck with a bang, circled Wang Xiaolai four or five times, cut countless blood marks on his body, and finally, stabbed Wang Xiaolai's eyebrows.

If it weren't for Wang Xiaolai to protect the Heavenly Spirit with all his strength, I am afraid that he would have been cut off by Li Baiyi's move.

Rao is like this, Li Baiyi's sword still pierced Wang Xiaolai's brow, and a few drops of blood came out...

"Enough old friends, stop."

Just as Li Baiyi's sword was about to continue to stab down, in mid-air, a faint Buddha horn sounded, followed by a golden light in the sky, more than ten feet above the ground, a golden light, a huge golden Arhat with a glazed texture appeared out of thin air.

On the chest of Luohan, there was a Yuankong monk floating.

At this time, the monk's beard danced wildly, his hands were folded, and a faint recitation of Amitabha Buddha sounded in his mouth.

With a brush, the golden-bodied Arhat protected the Yuankong monk and fell to the ground.

Li Baiyi looked directly at Monk Yuankong across the street.

"You're going to stop me?"

Li Baiyi asked.

Monk Yuankong sighed, turned around, pinched the sword that stabbed Wang Xiaolai's eyebrows, pulled it back, and threw it to the ground.

saw that Wang Xiaolai's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

Seeing this, Hongxiang and Shu Jiuchai rushed over to see Wang Xiaolai's situation.

"Childe (master), are you alright?"

Monk Yuankong stepped forward and snatched Wang Xiaolai from the hands of the two, held up a ball of golden light in his right hand, gently pressed it on Wang Xiaolai's chest and forehead, and sighed: "You are not a capable person, how can you dare to resist his sword with the ability of a first-class grandmaster, don't you know, he is a person who does not lose the rain and falls into the city." ”

The golden light entered his body, Wang Xiaolai's face calmed down a little, and he raised his head with a far-fetched smile: "Master, if I knew that old man was so powerful, I would have run away just now." ”

Monk Yuankong nodded in understanding, pressed Wang Xiaolai's shoulder and said: "It's the same as you, okay, you hurry up and lead these two girls away, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay." ”

Wang Xiaolai raised his head and said weakly: "Didn't you say that the old man didn't lose to Yuluo City, how do you deal with him?" ”

"I know him as an old acquaintance, and he won't do anything to me when I think about the love of the year, don't worry."

As he spoke, Monk Yuankong stood up and looked back at Li Baiyi: "Right, old friend?" ”