readx;? Heads on the neck!

How can this object be easily revealed?

Bang!

Yue Buyao slapped his palm on the armrest, and the suspended wheelchair was shocked, and it fell to the ground with a bang, and the wooden wheel smashed down, and then the white marble ground was as hard as iron, and two ruts half a foot deep were knocked out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The national teacher was furious, and his face was blue.

Yokoe asked, "The national teacher refuses?"

Yue Buyao said: "Poor Dao only has one head, and he has never practiced Dao techniques such as flying head techniques, so he can't bear to cut his love and lend his head to Your Excellency. ”

The Flying Head Technique is a fairy gate spell that is famous in the mortal world.

When the people in the immortal sect perform this method, their heads leave their necks and fly around, but they will not damage themselves because of this. When the head flies out, once you want to get the head back, you only need to use ventriloquism, make a sound in the abdomen, shout "head" three times, and the head that flew away will return to the neck again.

Although this method looks very magical and mysterious, there are many flaws and flaws, among which the most talked about by ordinary people is that when the people in the fairy gate perform the flying head technique, a fierce hungry wolf came from a distance and took away the head that flew out. So no matter how many words of "head" shouted by the person who performed the flying head technique, the head would never come back because it was taken away by the hungry wolf and bitten and eaten.

Even if this national teacher Yue Buyao had cultivated the flying head technique, how could he dare to fly his head out in front of Hengjiang?

"Alas, it is said that there is no vanity under fame, but now it seems that it is better to be famous than to meet, and the national teacher is so stingy, which is a little disappointing. Hengjiang sighed: "Since the national teacher refuses to borrow it, I have to take it myself." If it is too heavy, it can hurt the national teacher, and please bear with the national teacher. ”

Yue Buyao had the eyes of a wolf Gu eagle, and after frowning, his eyes became more profound, and said: "Although my master is not as good as the Xuanming Dojo, one door and two pure yang, but there are also pure yang immortals in charge. Although my master's wonderful method is not as good as the Jiuchong Mountain 10,000 years ago, and even less than the Zixiao Immortal Palace, which will last forever, there are also many methods. I don't know where your Excellency comes from, and why are you so aggressive that you have to borrow my head?"

Hengjiang shook his head and said softly: "It's not that I'm aggressive, I must borrow the head of the national teacher." It's that the national teacher owes me a head, and now it's time to repay the debt, and this debt has to be repaid. ”

"Daoyou is serious!"

Yue Buyao's eyes became more and more gloomy, but from his sleeves, he took out a brush with green jade as a pen and a red brush at the end, and said: "Daoist friends turned out to be guests, and poor Daoist should have held a banquet and ceremoniously entertained Daoist friends. It's just that Daoist friends came too suddenly, and the poor Dao didn't expect it, and now I'm afraid that the banquet won't be able to eat, so you and I might as well sit here and talk about it, how about it?"

"It turned out that the national teacher not only refused to lend his head, but even refused to hand over this danqing pen. I thought the national teacher was an open-minded person, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. As for the word Taoist friend mentioned by the national teacher, I can't afford it. You are the left side door, I am the authentic Xianmen, the Tao is different and does not conspire, how can you generalize?"

Hengjiang lowered his head slightly, looked at the seven-inch jade sword pinched in between, and said: "Since the national teacher refuses to borrow it, I have no choice but to take it myself, I am offended!"

The sword qi surrounded Hengjiang.

As soon as this sword aura was revealed, it naturally exposed Hengjiang's cultivation.

"Your Excellency is aggressive, I thought that Your Excellency's cultivation was above me. But I didn't expect that you were just a bluff! A mere immortal monk dared to be presumptuous in front of the poor Dao, which really didn't know the height of the sky. Could it be that before you left the sect, didn't your seniors tell you that there are people outside the world and there are heavens outside the world?"

Yue Buyao smiled coldly and said, "Quickly report the origin of the master's sect, if your sect has an old relationship with my black prison dojo, for the sake of your sect, I can spare you from dying!"

Black Hell Dojo!

In Hengjiang's heart, he immediately recalled the two people from the Black Prison Dojo he met in the Sealed Demon Island ten years ago. One of them was called Bi Fangchuan, and he died under the sword of Kurong Zhenren during the trip to punish demons. The other person is called Dugu Guang, who is a pure yang immortal, and when he was a demon, Dugu Guang was drilled into his body by the demon shadow and sank in the rolling magma.

In the matter of punishing demons, there were many deaths and injuries, only Hengjiang, Nie Yinniang, Qingqiu Chong, and Dongfang Weiming escaped safely.

That Qingqiu Chong obtained half a volume of the Demon Codex, copied two copies, and handed it over to Hengjiang and Nie Yinniang to study, and agreed to wait for Hengjiang's ten-year period on the Sealed Demon Island to arrive, and the three of them would meet again to study the matter of the Demon Codex. However, as soon as the agreed period arrived, Qingqiu Chong did not show up for the appointment, and at that time, Hengjiang's first reaction was that Dugu Guang had not died, but was looking for trouble with Qingqiu Chong, after all, Qingqiu Chong had obtained an extremely precious half-volume of magic books......

Now when Hengjiang heard the words Black Prison Dojo, his eyes were even more cold.

"The national teacher himself is difficult to protect, but he is still thinking about surviving me from dying, and he is really compassionate!"

Hengjiang shook his head, the corners of his mouth hooked up a meaningful smile, pointed at Yue Buyao with a jade sword in his hand, and said, "You are a member of the Black Prison Dojo, you really have no one in your eyes. That's the case with Bi Fangchuan, that's the case with Dugu Guang, and so is your Yue Buyao!"

At this point, Hengjiang opened his mouth slightly and spewed out a breath.

The breath was snow-white and flawless, and if a comet hit the moon, it turned into a sword light and slashed towards Yue Buyao.

Yue Buyao's eyes froze, holding a piece of jade, standing in front of the sword light, thinking that he could easily block this sword, but with a boom, spider web cracks cracked on the jade, and his arm holding the bi was also numb, as for the sleeves on the arm, it had turned into crumbs and drifted away with the wind.

"This Immortal Gate Sword Technique is extraordinary, but it's a pity that Your Excellency's cultivation is too low to exert the power of this sword. I wonder if you can tell me what the name of this sword technique is and where it comes from?"

Yue Buyao took back the jade bi, asked, and said: "Poor Dao has been a national teacher in the Middle-earth Empire for many years, and there are many wonderful methods in the Thirty-six Great Avenues of Middle-earth, and Poor Dao has heard of them, but he has never heard of such a sword technique. If Your Excellency is willing to give this sword trick to Poor Dao, how about writing off the fact that Your Excellency injured Poor Dao Lady today?"

Hengjiang smiled, did not answer the rhetorical question, and said, "Does the national teacher recognize Bi Fangchuan?"

Yue Buyao was suspicious in his eyes, and said: "Although Bi Fangchuan is a few hundred years younger than Poor Dao, he is the same junior disciple of Poor Dao, and Poor Dao naturally recognizes it. ”

Hengjiang nodded and said, "It's good to recognize it." Bi Fangchuan died under this sword trick, after you die, if you can meet him and ask him, you can know the answer. ”

"You killed Bi Fangchuan?"

Yue Buyao shouted, shook his head coldly, and said: "Bi Fangchuan is the descendant of Duguguang, a pure yang immortal of my master's sect, since you killed Bi Fangchuan, Poor Dao's words just now can only be invalidated." It's not that Poor Dao wants to kill you, it's that Poor Dao has to kill you. ”

Airplanes!

A sword flashed, and the sword exploded.

Yue Buyao hadn't yet unleashed a Dao Immortal Technique, and nine sword lights had already appeared in front of him.

The eight sword lights are formed by the torrent of sword qi, like the rotation of the galaxy, and the remaining sword light, like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, hangs under the canopy, covering Hengjiang in the sword light.

However, now this Nine Dao Sword Qi Torrent is much dimmer compared to the previous Nine Dao Sword Qi Torrent in Hengjiang in the Demon Fighting Cave Mansion, fiercely fighting against the Pure Yang Immortal Gu Mu Feng.

As Heng Jiang stretched out his hand, a torrent of sword qi split out from the eight sword lights, slashing towards Yue Buyao.

Yue Buyao took out a marble-shaped magic weapon from his sleeve and threw it towards the torrent of sword qi, and in the blink of an eye, the sword qi and marbles collided in the air, making a clicking sound and shattering......

At this moment, Yue Buyao was already terrified in his heart.

He has cultivated to pure yang, has been for many years, as for the marble magic weapon that he just threw out, it is a jade bead, it is a magic weapon at the spirit weapon level, Yue Buyao has quenched the jade bead for many years, handed over his life to cultivate, and established the foundation of the Tao. He was quite confident in this bead, thinking that even in the face of a master who had gone through nine Divine Soul Thunder Tribulations and cultivated to the peak of the Divine Soul, he still had the strength to fight.

Now the orb and the sword qi are clashing, and they will be shattered at the touch of a button.

This confrontation alone made Yue Buyao believe that Hengjiang's strength was far above the Nine Tribulation Divine Soul masters, and he must be a pure yang immortal!

If it weren't for a pure yang immortal, how could he unleash such a powerful torrent of sword qi?

So, Yue Buyao didn't say a word, turned around and fled.

Heng Jiang smiled coldly, the seven-inch jade sword in his hand, and waved it forward, and the torrent of sword qi was like a galaxy running, like thunder rolling, chasing Yue Buyao.

Before the sword light arrived, the sword intent and murderous aura contained in the sword had already made Yue Buyao, who was flying in the air and running for his life, so frightened that his hairs stood on end, and he was in a cold sweat.

"I'm dead!"

Yue Buyao's back robe had been cut open by the sword qi. He exclaimed in his heart, feeling like a thorn in his back, which was convenient for the traces of life and death, he gritted his teeth suddenly, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and roared in his mouth: "Fly!"

As this roar sounded, a ray of bright light flashed on Yue Buyao's neck, and then his head flew out like firecrackers and fireworks in the mortal world, like an arrow from the string, straight up, straight into the clouds.

On this day, the wind and snow covered the sky and blocked people's view. As long as Yue Buyao flies out of a hundred meters and then escapes into the heavy snow, he can hide his tracks and escape through the wind and snow.

Although Hengjiang's Nine Veins Demon Seeking Sword Formation was powerful, the scope covered by the formation was limited, otherwise Gu Mufeng would not have escaped a trace of his remnant soul in the first place. Once Yue Buyao flew away, Hengjiang couldn't catch up, and he could only look at the snow and sigh.

"Where to run!"

Fu Xiangyang threw the big wine gourd into the air, the gourd trembled fiercely, the stomach of the two gourds in front and behind turned into a pair of wings, and the whole gourd became a big crow, like a brown lightning, chasing to the depths of the wind and snow, and in a moment, he took a good head and threw it at the foot of the Hengjiang River.

"You said you don't know how to fly your head?"

Hengjiang grabbed Yue Buyao's bun, lifted his head, and put it on the offering table.

As for Yue Buyao's body, after losing his head, he fell to the ground, and he lost his life, Hengjiang cast the imperial trick of taking things from the air, grabbed Yue Buyao's body, and pulled it into his sleeve, and then took out a Qiankun bag, and then searched carefully, there was already an extra brush in his hand.

When Cheng Bijun saw that the national teacher was here in person, he couldn't help Hengjiang, but he was broken by the flying head technique, and his heart was like ashes, knowing that he had no chance to turn over.

She lay on the ground, closed her eyes, burst into tears, and babbled in her mouth: "I gave the poison, and Mr. Zhou was also killed by me, but I didn't want to take revenge, it was the national teacher who lured me to do this." The national teacher said that as long as I killed Mr. Zhou, he would take me as his wife, and he would lead me into the Xianmen to practice. ”

"What cause is sown, what is the effect, although I have a miserable end, I do not blame him. The national teacher was very good to me, otherwise he wouldn't have come here to save me. ”

"Alas, I know, whatever I say now, the young master will not forgive me. However, I still want to ask the young master for something. Although my heart is not right, but I really love him and him, and I ask the young master to read the sincere relationship between me and him, and when I die, bury me and the national teacher together, okay?"

The bird is dying, and its song is mourning.

After more than ten years, Cheng Bijun knelt on the ground, his body was shivering by the cold wind, his expression was sad, and he was full of begging, calling Hengjiang the young master. This scene is the same as the scene more than ten years ago, when Hengjiang bought baked cakes and saved Cheng Bijun's life, Cheng Bijun cried and shouted for Hengjiang to take her in.

History, always strikingly similar.

But Hengjiang's Dao heart is also amazingly firm.