When crossing the river near Qingqiu Mountain, a sword light flew from the north.

Jiang Zheng, who had seen the power of the flying sword earlier, rode Zhu Aya with Luo Yu to fly left and right, in a vain attempt to avoid this flying sword.

How do you think that the golden-red sword light bites behind it, and it follows not far away.

Luo Yu ordered three Wenjing to hit the sword light, but he couldn't catch up with the speed of the flying sword, and shouted: "This person controls the flying sword, the real body may not be here, and stop Zhu Aya, entangle him with the flying sword, and I will destroy the divine thoughts attached to the flying sword." ”

Jiang Zai stopped when he heard this, only to see that the golden-red sword light shone brightly, illuminating dozens of zhang squares, reflecting the snow-white earth, turning this riverside into a fairyland.

The way of the flying sword is to use the power of the star to control the flying sword, so that it can take the head of a person thousands of miles away.

And like people in the righteous path, most of them pay attention to understanding, foundation, and the sword they use should also be very particular, and they also pay more attention to a fateful word.

Jiang Zheng sent the Yuan Divine Destiny Star Realm only one foot to the door, and it was difficult to surpass more than ten years of penance. When the flying sword hit, he made the dust to block it, and a "wild horse mane" followed by the "spirit monkey shrinking", wrapping the flying sword for a moment.

"The wind is coming!" Luo Yu shouted, causing the three mirrors to shine a white light that hit the golden-red sword light.

The golden-red sword light spun and flew away, falling slightly downward and then stopping, the tip of the rotating sword was still to be pursued, Jiang Zheng and Luo Yu had already ridden Zhu Aya and flew away.

Jiang Zheng, who had escaped, hurriedly checked the white dust, but when he saw that there was no damage at all, his heart was settled, and he went back to his senses to take care of Luo Yu.

Luo Yu's face turned slightly pale, and he sighed: "What a powerful flying sword!"

I thought of the flying sword competition on Yunjian Peak again, I only heard the sound of the sword blade, but I didn't see the real body of the sword, I only knew the sword light in the sky, and I didn't see the person who controlled the sword, and I was both respectful and afraid of the way of the flying sword.

Raising his eyes and looking around, and urging Luo Yu to take the wound medicine, Jiang Zai relaxed a little and said with concern: "I have arrived at the boundary of Qingqiu Mountain." ”

Luo Yu smiled, and he was so confused that Jiang Zheng was ashamed in his heart.

The two settled in a restaurant by the river, served some vegetarian steamed buns and the like, Jiang Zai poured tea for Luo Yu, and said with a smile: "This place is desolate, there is only such a restaurant, wronged girl." ”

Luo Yu looked at the young man in front of him eating and drinking by himself, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "This restaurant is full of demonic energy, don't you feel it?" ”

Jiang Zai laughed, and when he saw Luo Yu's panicked look, he stopped laughing and replied: "You don't know, this Qingqiu Mountain is a fox clan area, which is why this restaurant has no meat." ”

Luo Yu was surprised, and entered the goblin cave as soon as he was born, and looked curiously at the busy bartenders and diners next to him, and found that most of them had pointed ears and narrow faces, and they were extraordinary.

From ancient times to the present, there are only three kinds of people who are recognized as the most difficult to provoke when walking on the rivers and lakes, the lone monk, the Taoist priest, and the woman, these three kinds of people either have great magic power or have a great background. Jiang Zai accompanied Tian Feiyun for eight years without noticing this, it can be regarded as a strange flower and grass, and Luo Yu and the two of them sat together with a rough tea and light meal, thinking of their childhood parents, and forgetting for a while that although this is Qingqiu Mountain, it is not within the sphere of influence of Qingqiu Mountain.

At this time, I saw that there was only a Taoist priest with a big gourd on his back in the northwest corner, and seeing that Wang Shichong always claimed to be a Taoist priest, he immediately pulled Luo Yu over and invited the Taoist to drink together.

The human face was like a sick ghost, like a rat wolf, and the strong smell of wine made Jiang Zheng and the two who came over cover their noses, he looked up at Jiang Zheng and fell asleep on the table, Jiang Zheng couldn't stand his alcohol, and was about to leave.

The Taoist suddenly grabbed Jiang Jiao's clothes and said, "Isn't Xiaoyou going to invite Lao Dao to drink, why do you want to leave?"

Seeing that the Taoist was pulling his clothes, Jiang Zheng was about to attack, and he was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Luo Yu, and said that he had come to call this Taoist to drink, so he said: "Bartender, send a few more good Yichun Breeze to this table." ”

The Taoist laughed, drank half of the jar of spirits, wiped his mouth, and chirped twice, "Xiaoyou, isn't your whisk made of white tiger whiskers?"

Jiang Zai's face was surprised, so he sat down, thinking that it was difficult for this person to know the origin of this magic weapon, so he took off the white dust and sent it to that person. "Do you know what this is?"

The Dao man glanced at Jiang Zheng and saw that his eyes were clear and not pretentious. He praised it in his heart, took the dust and looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "A long time ago, probably more than three thousand years ago, when the three realms coexisted, the four divine beasts guarding the four poles of heaven each had a disciple, and these four disciples were brothers and sisters with different surnames, and they were divided into four volumes of heavenly books. It's a pity, it's a pity that the divine soldiers are no more. ”

Jiang Zai caught the dust that the Taoist had returned, and said puzzledly: "Why did the Taoist say this?"

The man drank half of the jar of wine in one gulp and snorted, "You don't understand it." ”

Jiang Zai smiled, and he was not angry. Explored: "I don't know what the weapons of the other three people are particular about. ”

The Taoist closed his eyes and was silent, and waited until Jiang robbed the bartender to serve a few more jars of good wine. After drinking the two altars, he said: "The other three, the disciple of the Qinglong God made a sky blue four-foot staff sword, the water of heaven and earth, and the name of the Nan Yan Sword; the disciple of the Vermilion Bird God made a seven-foot red silk, carrying the fire of heaven and earth, and the name of the red blazing silk; and the disciple of the Xuanwu God made a seal, the land of heaven and earth, and the name Xuanhuang Seal. ”

Jiang Zai was silent, thinking to himself that Li Xuanwu's Xuanwu side of the Xuanhuang Seal, how could he break it? When he looked up again, the person was gone, and seeing that Luo Yu had also fallen asleep on the table, he smiled lightly, turned his head to look at the sky, and muttered: "Li Xuanwu, you are too anxious." ”

Luo Hua, who was meditating in Nanchuan, was sitting down that night, and got a report from Luo Qing, knowing that his teacher had been killed, and rushed to Yunjian Peak in the starry night.

Luo Shan, Luo Tian, and Luo Qing saw that the senior brother sensed the fate star, and they all set their eyes on the sky, and saw that the Beidou shaking light descended a ray of starlight that was better than nothing, and their thoughts were different.

Luo Hua, whose face was cloudy, didn't even dare to look up at his own life star, and said after a while: "Chunyi is known as a good person, and he must not blame me for obtaining his power to shake the light, but it is inevitable that the rest of the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao will not have doubts in their hearts, and the three junior brothers will each go to clean up the softness, go to Huqi Mountain to find the head of the Xu family, and avenge the honorable teacher!"

Is this a change of court?

Luo Shan's brows furrowed slightly.

As soon as the four of them left, the news of Jian Hao's punishment spread.

Wang Shichong died and came to life, and slashed Luo Mubai in Yunjian Peak! The two domains of Jiangnan and Bashu are more famous than before, and reputation is a good thing, but also a trouble.

Nangong Wentian relied on the true meaning of Xiaoxiang's swordsmanship in the past few years, and his father Nangong Ming taught the magic weapon Sixty-four Roads of Smoke and Dust, knowing that Wang Shichong not only died, but also killed the sword hero Luo Mubai and took away the nectar. He passed on a letter to the sect, and he also set off to hunt down Wang Shichong, as for whether it was to clean up the portal or for the sake of Ganlu, this beautiful girl, only he knew.