"I disagree!"

Nandou went and returned, glanced at Fu Lingtian, as if to say that if you want to look down on me, Lao Tzu will not agree, you bite me!

"Dream girl, ten days later, the Elixir King Pavilion will be auctioned, if you have time to cheer, you won't bother in the future!"

Fu Lingtian ignored Nandou, said to Concubine Meng Xuan, got up and walked outside the forge.

"Master Nandou, isn't he just a slave, why bother with the young master of the Fu family!"

Concubine Meng Xuan is so smart, how can she not hear the outside world, Fu Lingtian is telling her, I treat you as a friend, and you can handle the slave affairs!

I didn't bother to talk to Nandou, obviously thinking that he wasn't qualified enough, this young man .......... Too smart!

Smell.

Nandou looked sideways at Concubine Mengxuan, saw her bow slightly, and understood what she meant.

"Isn't he just a slave, the old man can have as much as he wants, he is just a rice bucket, and it is a waste of food to stay, do you want ......... Take it away!"

"Thank you!" Fu Lingtian still ignored Nandou and nodded at Concubine Meng Xuan.

"Let's go, you follow me in the future!"

The young man's expression was a little wooden, as if he didn't expect that he would change his master again like this, and after a while, he followed behind Fu Lingtian and walked towards the outside of the Xingchen Martial Fighting Pavilion.

Soon after the two left, Xiao Mo, the owner of the field, and Nan Li, the deputy owner, appeared in the Sword Casting Workshop, and stepped forward to appear in front of Concubine Meng Xuan.

"Miss, is it really worth using the privilege once?"

"It's worth it!"

"He, the potential is unlimited!" Concubine Mengxuan's answer was very simple.

"Is it because he fought alone in the City Lord's Mansion? On that day, the old man was fortunate to witness it, if it wasn't for the appearance of the Purple King, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape death. ”

"His talent is indeed a demonic existence in the Two Realms City, but looking at the Dongxuan Empire, it is only average, and it can't be compared with Miss and the King of Purple at all. ”

Xiao Mo looked at it and continued, Concubine Meng Xuan waved her hand and said, "No, because I can't see through him, it's as simple as that!"

"I'll postpone my return to Beijing, and I'll personally participate in the Elixir King Pavilion auction in ten days!"

When the words fell, Concubine Mengxuan turned around and left.

.............

As the sun set, the sky was reflected in the sunset, and Fu Lingtian walked towards the outside of the city of the Two Realms, followed by a majestic young man behind him.

"What's your name!"

"Master, my name is Yu Changhat!"

"Master?"

"Call me Gongzi in the future, and I will teach you to cultivate!" Fu Lingtian said lightly.

"Cultivation?"

"I can't awaken my life soul, I can't cultivate, so I bother my son!" Yu Chang said angrily, his eyes were still cloudy, maybe he had been a slave for too long, which made him very inferior.

"If you don't have a life soul, you can still cultivate, as long as you want!"

"Yes!"

Yu Chang hated and agreed, and seeing that Fu Lingtian didn't make a sound, he obediently followed behind and walked towards the end of the long street.

"Master, you've picked up a treasure again!"

"Low-key!"

"A born warrior, it would be a pity to be a slave for the rest of your life!"

...........

The afterglow fell in the west, and thousands of miles were full of golden light, and at the entrance of the Fierce Beast Mountain Range, the figures of Fu Lingtian and Fu Lingtian appeared.

"You're here!"

A light voice came, and at the top of the void, the purple-clothed king's robe fluttered, flowing clouds and water, and the jade feet lightly touched the branches and leaves of the ancient tree, and the shadow fluttered and stood.

At this moment, everything in heaven and earth was dead silent, as if it had lost color under her peerless appearance.

Yu Chang hated to look at Xuanyuan Huang's shadow, only to feel that his mind was blank, and said stupidly: "So beautiful, fairy?"

"Let the King of Purple wait for a long time!"

"Shoot!"

"I will control my cultivation in the realm of knowing the sea, so that you won't suffer!"

"Actually, you ........" Before Fu Lingtian finished speaking, an afterimage had already appeared in front of him, in fact, he just wanted to remind Xuanyuan Huang that there was no need to deliberately suppress cultivation, but unfortunately the other party did not give him a chance.

A wave of qi rushed, and a thumping roar was heard in the void, as if the void was exploding inch by inch.

"What a quick move!"

Fu Lingtian paused slightly, a long sword appeared in his palm, stepped on the sky and released, his wrist was slightly raised, and a sword was swung out, piercing towards the afterimage.

"The reaction is very fast!" Xuanyuan Huang's jade arm trembled slightly, and the same sword light slashed out, the sword was like lightning, fast as a thunderbolt.

"Boom!"

The sound of Jingo's impact resounded in the air, startling the birds to soar.

The figures of the two crisscrossed each other, and the monstrous battle intent lingered around them, and they dodged each other's sharp blows one after another. I saw two sword rays rushing towards the distance, and the smoke and dust that passed by were raised, the ancient trees broke their waists, and a ravine appeared on the ground.

Fu Lingtian's expression was as flat as water, and his heart was shocked, the King of Purple Clothes was worthy of being the first person of the younger generation in the Dongxuan Empire, just now with a sword, the power was incomparable, like an angry wave rushing to the embankment, swallowing thousands of miles.

Swish~

Suddenly, he heard a sword roar of Qingyue, and a purple light flew from behind, like a purple dragon soaring above the nine heavens. The sword light is like a rainbow, the wind is vertical and horizontal, and the sword aura is fierce and compelling.

"Very strong!"

Xuanyuan Huang suppressed the cultivation in the realm of knowing the sea, the power of a sword was terrifying, and he did not release the power of his soul, Fu Lingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered.

"Draw the sword!"

Raise your hand and swing a sword, the sword light is like a huge crescent moon, the sword aura is overwhelming, as if it is about to connect with the golden glow under the sky, the momentum is dazzling, and it cannot be forced to look.

"Drawing a sword, simple and decisive, a good killing move!" Xuanyuan Huang's cold temperament is terrifying, and his lips are lightly opened under his peerless face.

"Sword Flow Technique!"

Xuanyuan Huang could feel the young man's sword drawing technique, the momentum and power were above her sword momentum, and she didn't dare to be careless, the jade arm fluttered out, and a strong and mighty aura suddenly rolled up like a storm, wrapped in the long sword in her hand.

A sword derived, ever-changing, and countless sword rays appeared in front of Fu Lingtian, as if ten thousand flying arrows broke through the air.

Bang~

Bang~

The loud explosion spread out, setting off a wave of aura, and the two of them fell backwards and withdrew.

"You are very strong, under the realm of the younger generation, there are no more than five people who can beat you!"

"Hmm, so many?"

Fu Lingtian's figure slashed through the void and fell, stabilizing his figure, his long sword on one side, and said in a faint voice.

Smell.

Xuanyuan Huang was stunned, and the young man in front of him always exuded a strong self-confidence, which came from the depths of his heart.

"You, it's better to release your life soul, otherwise you will be defeated if you cultivate in the Sea Realm!"

"Fight again!"

Xuanyuan Huang's voice was like a silver bell, the jade foot touched the ground, the long sword swept, and the wind danced, only to see her shadow moving with the sword, and the whole person was like a sheathed divine soldier.

"It's .......... The artistic conception of the sword!"

is worthy of being a demon genius, she has comprehended the half-step sword intent at a young age, even if Fu Lingtian is not as good as her now.

If you want to comprehend the sword intent, you need an opportunity, and you must also have the sword heart to reach it, and you will be defeated.

The sword heart is not broken, Nirvana is new, obviously Xuanyuan Huang has done it, even if it is a half-step sword intent, he does not dare to underestimate it.

"Liangyi swordsmanship, break!"

This move is flowing and flowing, containing the law of two instruments, and the artistic conception of the wind in it, and the sword mangs actually form a huge net, as if to devour Xuanyuan Huang in it.

"Artistic conception of the wind!"

"No, it seems that there is still the power of the law of Liangyi Qiankun, he is really a surprise!" Xuanyuan Huang said to himself in his heart, the trend is not decreasing, and the sword momentum is becoming more and more majestic.

"Not good!" Fu Lingtian saw a gust of wind, a phantom, and an artifact edge.

He knew very well that this battle was underestimated by the enemy.

With that in mind.

One step out, his body moved with the wind, and the green silk on his temples flew up, and he rushed straight towards Xuanyuan Huang.

"He, what is he going to do?"

Xuanyuan Huang stared at the afterimage in front of him, knowing the power of his sword, if Fu Lingtian was tough, it was estimated that he would be cold.

Looked at.

She danced in her shadow, gathering the momentum of the sword she released, obviously worried that she would kill Fu Lingtian with a single sword. But she suddenly withdrew her sword intent, which caught Fu Lingtian off guard, because he held back a big move.

"Play!"

Fu Lingtian stopped the operation of the Nine Turns Dou Sutra, and the boiling spiritual power in his body sank into the Fate Palace, originally he used the strength of his physical body to release the sword technique of the fusion of the artistic conception of the wind and the sword technique of the two rituals—the storm of swords!

"Huh~"

Although the spiritual power had sunk into the palace of life, the artistic conception of the sword technique had just taken shape, and she was spinning towards Xuanyuan Huang, and the sudden storm of the sword caught her a little off guard.

Just about to resolve the crisis in front of her, an afterimage stepped forward and took her into her arms, which she didn't expect.

The beauty is in her arms, her breath is like an orchid, and she is soft and rubbing, giving Fu Lingtian a strange feeling.

This moment.

Time seems to have stopped.

The two hugged each other and fell in the air, the last afterglow falling on them, beautiful and beautiful, like a picture scroll.

The young man's jaw saw her delicate and red, felt the warm fragrance of nephrite, and raised his hand to let her go. The beauties are all within reach, exhaling like an orchid, and the sound is like a mosquito:

"Thank you!"

"In a hurry, don't blame if you're offended!"

At this moment, the two were silent.

Fu Lingtian didn't expect her to be shy, and at this time, the voice of 'Ergouzi' suddenly sounded in her mind.

"Master, you girl, hurry up and push it!"

“..............”