Chapter Eighty-Seven: Seeing Through

As soon as these words came out, most people fell silent. At this time, the tall man standing beside Baguio took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, it is a critical moment in front of you, why don't you work together to fight against the strong enemy?" If we work together to kill them, we may not lose to those righteous hypocrites outside! ”

Everyone nodded one after another, in fact, at this moment, there is no other way, although this cave is big, it is a dead end, and there is no other exit.

After a while, there was a collision of magic weapons outside, the sound of everyone cursing and roaring, and in the cave that was originally crowded, only Baguio of the Ghost King Sect and the person who stood in the shadows could not see his face clearly.

Zhang Xiaofan was happy in his heart, but he couldn't help but worry about Baguio, although he knew that she was a demon witch and was by no means the same person as himself, but he had experienced life and death several times along the way, and he really had a different feeling for this somewhat unruly woman.

Baguio frowned, and was about to turn around to talk to the person in the shadows, but suddenly glanced at the corner of his eye, but saw that there was still a lonely person standing in the audience, and he didn't go with everyone to fight the enemy, it was Xiao Zhou, and I don't know when he stayed.

This Xiao Zhou has provoked everyone to be hostile to the Ghost King Sect several times, how can Baguio have a good impression of him, his face immediately became gloomy, and he sneered: "You don't want to help fellow Daoists, what do you want to stay here?" ”

Xiao Zhou's face was still gentle, and he couldn't see the panic of the righteous soldiers at all, and said with a smile: "I want to take a look here, are the people of the Ghost King Sect really advancing and retreating with us powerless pawns, or do they simply treat us as cannon fodder?" ”

Baguio's face turned cold, and he was about to refute, when he suddenly heard the man standing in the shadows behind him say, "You are not a member of my Holy Sect, what is your identity?" ”

Baguio was taken aback, but the man named Xiao Zhou's body was also shocked, his eyes looked at the shadows, his eyes shot a look of vigilance, and he said in a deep voice: "Who is this, how can you talk such nonsense?" I am a disciple of the Holy Sect of Eternal Life, do you want to slander me just because I speak up? ”

Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er were also taken aback, but they didn't expect things to change like this. But Zhang Xiaofan had more doubts in his heart, that is, the person who couldn't see his face clearly, the voice sounded a little familiar, but he didn't know where he had heard it.

I only heard the man standing in the shadows say lightly: "The Immortal Hall lineage was naturally a great sect eight hundred years ago, and it was unstoppable, but now it has long since declined. With your qualifications to cultivate, Yuyangzi is not as good as you, how can he accept you as an ordinary disciple? If he really had this ability, the Immortal Hall would have turned over a long time ago. ”

Xiao Zhou snorted and said, "You haven't seen me do it, how do you know how deep I am?" ”

The man seemed to smile and said, "Looking at the depth of your Taoism, why do you want to see you casting spells?" Just now, the old road of Cangsong forced the sound into the stone with "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao", shaking the mountains, intending to establish authority, and those who are a little worse in the road will shake their hearts, and their foothold is unstable. ”

Xiao Zhou's face changed color, and he looked at the person in the shadow for a long time, and said, "I didn't expect that in the Demon Sect, there is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." Who are you? ”

Baguio screamed softly, and the person flew into the air, and said angrily: "Suffer death!" ”

Suddenly, in this originally gloomy cave, white light flashed, the fragrance bursts, and the white flowers in front of Baguio are flying, like frost and snow, circling endlessly. But no matter how bright the white light was, it didn't seem to shine into the man's shadow, and everyone still couldn't see his face clearly.

Xiao Zhou didn't dare to slack off, took a step back, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, only listening to the sound of "hissing ....." endlessly, he actually grabbed a bright and dazzling fairy sword out of thin air. The most striking thing is that on the sword body that is as bright as autumn water, there are seven bright stars, carved on it.

"Huh?" The man in the shadows suddenly whispered, "Seven Star Sword!?" ”

said that it was too late, it was fast, Baguio was already with Xiao Zhoudou, the two flew into the air, only to see flowers coming and going, this huge space, by the two of them so fighting, it actually seemed much smaller.

Zhang Xiaofan listened to it on the side, and understood that most of this Xiao Zhou was also a righteous person, so he was a little worried about him, but looking at the fighting methods of the two, looking at it, his eyes were always aimed at Baguio. He was really conflicted in his heart, and he only hoped that the two of them would win or lose, and that it would end soon, and Baguio would soon leave.

It's just that Tian Ling'er was by his side at this moment, but he suddenly whispered: "That Xiao Zhou, I'm afraid that most of them are our Qingyun Sect disciples." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback and said, "What, do you recognize him?" ”

Tian Ling'er shook her head, glanced at the field, and said softly: "I remember hearing my mother say before that this seven-star sword is a famous divine sword in the line of Changmen Tongtian Peak, and it was also used by Dao Xuan Master Uncle back then. Later, I heard that it was passed on to ......"

Before the words fell, I suddenly heard a shout from Baguio Jiao in the field, and the sad flowers scattered in all directions, and in a blink of an eye, the wind whistled, and the whole cave was full of dazzling white flowers, like a sharp wall of light, and pushed over like a mountain and a sea.

Zhang Xiaofan had seen Baguio cast this spell several times, and he knew that its power could not be underestimated, and he was worried about that Xiao Zhou in his heart.

Unexpectedly, I saw Xiao Zhou frowning, his body retreated in the air, his right hand held the magic trick, his left hand held his right wrist, as if he was holding a thousand jun, like imitating wild grass, his fingers were in the air and there was a sharp roar in the air, and in a blink of an eye, he drew a Taiji diagram in front of him.

Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er looked at it, and there was no doubt, they knew that this Xiao Zhou was indeed a disciple of Qingyunmen, and this method just now knew at a glance that it was the Taiji Xuanqing Dao of Qingyunmen!

In an instant, the seven-star sword turned upside down, the light was sheng, standing in the middle of the Taiji diagram, "Zheng Zheng Zheng" vibrated sharply, and after a while, the seven-star sword flew out, around the blade, there was a Taiji light wheel flashing and circulating, the power was huge, and it was unstoppable.

Before long, I saw these two magic weapons, in mid-air, colliding violently!

"Boom ......"

The loud noise passed, and the halo burst out from the collision of the two magic weapons quickly rushed outward, and the entire stone cave roared endlessly, and the rock wall above could not withstand the huge impact, and the large and small stones fell one after another.

Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er also felt that their surroundings were shaking, and they were almost unstable, and they were even more surprised in their hearts, this Xiao Zhou's cultivation on the Taiji Xuanqing Dao was only a few points stronger than all the younger generation disciples of Qingyunmen he had seen.

The light of the white flower wall of Baguio in the field faded and disappeared, but seeing that her face was slightly pale, she obviously suffered a small loss. Zhang Xiaofan has been with her for a while, and she is terrible in her heart, and she is expected to refuse to give up. Sure enough, I saw Baguio's anger flashing, and the sad flower was closed in a flash, but his hand reached out to his waist and held the crisp, beautiful, golden little bell.

(End of chapter)