Bailu Zhenren is in front, Xia Guang is behind, passing a somewhat ancient suspension bridge in the back mountain, the waterfall on the left side falls, because of the deep winter and loses the vast water vapor, just like a thin white practice.

On the right is a steep rock chopped by a knife and an axe.

"It's right ahead. ”

Bailu real people lead the way.

To be honest, at this moment, he didn't know whether this Shenwu King was fierce or stupid.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, do you prefer to go to the tiger mountains?

But there was no turning back when he opened the bow, since he chose to bring the Divine Martial King into the blood demon of the mezzanine space, he would carry it out to the end.

"How much longer?"

Xia Guang was a little impatient, "You are too slow, take your flying sword out, you fly, I will follow." ”

Bailu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said hello, so he sacrificed the flying sword, which was a long sword with an ancient silver handle, and the handle was bent upward, if it was two antlers.

When a real person steps on it, he flies forward.

At first, he slowed down, but he saw Xia Guang stepping on the suspension bridge, and the entire suspension bridge trembled and shook in the wind, and the Shenwu King flew up with a halberd in his hand, "Hurry up, hurry up! ”

Bailu Zhenren was stunned, and with two fingers, the long sword turned into a white light and shot towards the mountains in the distance.

In the middle of Xia Guang's air, a halberd shot out, and he stepped on it.

This is a sacrifice of the halberd, right?

And when the halberd power was exhausted, it was to take advantage of a certain place to step up again, shoot Fang Tian's halberd again, and then follow closely with the flying sword.

Bailu Zhenren was dumbfounded.

And the people in the rivers and lakes who wanted to come to join in the fun and watch the master duel have already been thrown away, except for the original upper realm Daoists of Qingya Bailu Mountain, there are only three or five elites left who can barely keep up, and the sword god is naturally one of them.

This group of people who were hanging far behind, only to see that in the distance, the white deer real person was running the flying sword like a flight, and the Shenwu King was like a terrifying and ferocious monster, chasing after him.

This sense of picture makes people feel a sense of palpitations.

Obviously, one is an immortal, and the other is a prince in the mortal world, obviously he is just leading the way... But it makes people feel that "the person in the back is really fierce".

When another water curtain hung down in front of the two of them, Bailu Zhenren hurriedly said: "King Shenwu, just behind this water curtain, Lao Dao went in first and waited... The gamble will never break its word, if the prince wins, the Taoist will be presented with both hands. ”

After that, the whole person turned into a strong wind and rushed towards the water curtain, and the water curtain broke open and returned to calm.

Xia Guang looked at the water curtain with some embarrassment, this old way used a high-level "doppelganger" and "stealth", which was obviously not his own ability, but borrowed some kind of similar spell and cast.

Now it was the clone who rushed into the water curtain, but he was hidden in the void, unable to hide his form in front of his gaze.

Xia Guang had a strange feeling.

Forget it, let's turn a blind eye.

After all, it's still supposed to cooperate with your performance, and the spell you used is quite wonderful, I... Just turn a blind eye.

After thinking about it, he threw himself at the water curtain with a halberd.

The sword god behind her had already arrived, and she only felt an ominous premonition in her heart, so she shouted: "Xia Guang, wait a minute!"

King Shenwu heard Chang Blowing Snow's voice, thinking that this woman was quite interesting...

Just can't wait.

Wait, just wait for you to analyze, I won't be able to get in.

Strike!

The curtain of water exploded, and the water dropped, shining with a rainbow in the sun.

And the black-armored general had already entered it on a flying halberd.

Outside the water curtain, Bailu Zhenren appeared from the void, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally entered.

The good swimmer drowned, and this Shenwu King was overconfident.

A dark-skinned Taoist from the upper realm and the lower mortal who followed him laughed: "Really got in? So easy to get in? really... It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. Doesn't the dignified Divine Martial King have a little brain?"

Bailu Zhenren shook his head: "He's not brainless, he's too confident." ”

On the other side, the red-robed Taoist embroidered with mountains and forests sighed: "If you are too confident, you are arrogant."

If he uses an army of 30,000 to press up, with his strength, it is really difficult to predict who will win and who will lose this time, and with his victory over Yunxiaozi, this strength is enough for us to use all our strength. ”

A group of immortals from the upper realm to the lower mortals, you say a word to me, or sigh, or ridicule, or excited, or laugh.

In short, it is a posture of "steady, win, drink tea".

But at this time, a discordant voice appeared.

"What's behind the curtain?"

The white-haired sword god frowned, and Yu Feng looked at several Daoists around him, as well as the Bailu real person in the distance.

Before Bai Lu could speak, the red-robed Daoist spoke coldly: "Just now the Snow Blowing Sword God wanted to stop this Divine Martial King, isn't it because he has an old relationship with him?"

Chang Chuixue said coldly: "Head-to-head duel, win or lose, but if you use villain methods, doesn't the Taoist chief feel disgraceful and dirty?"

The red-robed Taoist was stunned for a moment, looked around and stroked his palms and laughed, "Stupid, really stupid." ”

The sword god frowned, and his hand gripped the hilt of the sword.

The red-robed Taoist said: "There are three realms, one is that the mountain is a mountain, the second is that the mountain is not a mountain, and the third is that the mountain is still a mountain. The sword god is still shackled to the second realm, don't you know that becoming a king and defeating a thief is also applicable to after ascension?

The road of cultivation is extremely bumpy, if the sword god still has this idea of a child's heart, it is better to marry a man in the nether world and take care of the children at home. ”

often blows snow like frost, and the sword is a dragon's groan, and she pulls it out to the end, and the heavens and the earth seem to be a little colder.

But correspondingly, the three Upper Realm Dao people who followed closely also drew their swords.

Three to one.

Confrontation.

The sound of the heroes in the distance was far away, so far away that it was muffled by the sound of the waterfall hitting the ground.

The sword god's white hair reached his waist, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows was squeezed up by his eyebrows, and he had a cold murderous aura.

At this moment, Bailu Zhenren spoke, after all, he had an old relationship with the Sword God, so he said from afar: "Don't ask the Sword God, you are fair and clear in small things, why can't you be clear about big things?"

If I hadn't had the faith to overcome him, how could I have used such a trick?

After all, King Shenwu is a catastrophe in the rivers and lakes, standing on the opposite side of us, everyone is so happy, isn't it?"

Chang Fuxue asked in a cold voice: "Bailu, let me ask you, what is behind this water curtain?"

The red-robed Taoist on the side laughed and said, "The sword god will go in and take a look by himself, won't he understand?"

Bailu Zhenren shook his head.

The sword god asked in a heavy tone again, "What is it?"

Bailu Zhenren softly spit out two words.

"Hell. ”

...

Now.

At the foot of Qingya White Deer Mountain.

Natsuki, wrapped in a red cloak, swaggered up the stairs, and after these few days, her status has become "aunt and grandmother".

Huo Zhongzi wanted to kneel down: "Auntie, I beg you, let me take you as an apprentice." ”

"Don't. ”

"Look, your father's army is in front, with your father's strength, cough... Cough... Let's go see the situation first. ”

Natsuki raised his head and looked at the mountain wind blowing from the heights, with a bit of a solemn smell.

Huo Zhongzi was a little uncertain about the battle situation for a while, there was no sound of fighting, and there was no smell of blood, isn't it just in time for the fight?

His mind suddenly turned, and he thought of the mezzanine space in the back mountain where the blood demon was imprisoned.

I don't think it's going to get that far, right?

"When the fight starts, which side will you help?"

Natsuki asked.

"Of course, the one who helps the strong..." Huo Zhongzi blurted out that he was about to say what was in his heart, but halfway through, he immediately changed to, "Of course I'm a good disciple here." ”

"Who is your apprentice, you are too weak. ”

Natsuki is very tsundere.