Li Molan looked at the gray-robed crane-haired old man who came from the end of the alley, as if he was facing a great enemy, and almost immediately pulled out the dragon elephant sword behind his back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he didn't find out the identity of the person who came at the first time, he was sure that such a peerless powerhouse was not passing by here by chance, and he was afraid that he came for him.

This made his heart feel a little heavy.

His right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and even the wine glass was directly put down, staring at the gray-robed old man, as long as there was a little wind and grass, even if the grass and trees were soldiers, he would not hesitate to release the sword intent used to save the three lives in the sword.

To be honest, he wasn't sure that the three swords left by the old man could really slash the Netherworld with that sword, but seriously injuring the other party was obviously not a problem, and he had to be prepared in advance.

He knew very well that when facing the Nether Immortal, it was very likely that he would not have time to use this life-saving method at all.

There are not many netherworld realms in Beihai, aside from those hidden masters, there are two Daomen in the netherworld on the bright side, one each of the Emperor Zizhai of Qiuming Mountain, and then Ye Luo Zhiqiu is counted as one, and the mysterious Tianchen Daoist should also be.

The old man walked straight up, his steps were flat, there was no imaginary sky and earth cracking, just like an ordinary pacing old man, plain and indifferent.

After approaching the liquor store, the gray-robed old man finally caught the attention of the boss and his wife and the two children.

Huzi's parents showed surprise in their eyes, on weekdays, they couldn't see a foreigner in this small town on the border of Songzhou for ten days and half a month, even if they appeared, they just passed by in a hurry, and there was absolutely no intention of staying, probably because they were afraid that they would be plotted against by the poor people when they spent the night, but today don't talk about a Li Molan, there is another old man with a face, which is rare.

It's just that the boss couple is more curious about Li Molan's reaction, and when they saw the young man standing up directly with a sword, they guessed a few points, thinking that some kind of vendetta was about to be staged, and they were a little nervous in their hearts, and they stepped forward to persuade them.

After all, this is their family's small wine shop, and once they fight, they are the ones who are most likely to be affected by the pond fish, and they know who is at a disadvantage when they look like Li Molan is facing a great enemy.

The couple has no ill feelings towards Li Molan, and they don't want this rare handsome young man in the world to suffer such an accident.

The reaction of the two children was much more unexpected, and the innocence of the children clearly distinguished the slightest hint of difference.

Although even they couldn't tell themselves, whether it was the little boy Huzi or the little girl Muzi, they all shrank behind Li Molan at this moment, and looked at the gray-robed old man who walked slowly in fear, only revealing his two small heads.

The gray-robed old man stepped through the potholed dirt road and through the alley to the door of the liquor store.

He didn't even glance at the surrounding scenery with his indifferent gaze, such as the earthen wall in the alley, the small insects flying in the corner, such as the inconspicuous small wine shop and the boss and his wife in the wine shop.

For him, it was really impossible to mention anything of interest, and it disappeared with a wave of his hand, what is there to care, who cares about the ants on the side of the road?

So the old man turned a deaf ear to the warm greetings of the boss and his wife, and ignored them, but stared at Li Molan.

The gaze is so cold that it can almost freeze the ground.

The temperature in the air is a little cold, it is the beginning of autumn, and it will be the end of autumn and the beginning of winter soon, and the weather is normal.

But it wasn't that cold.

It wasn't until the appearance of this old man that the temperature and even the atmosphere in the air became strangely cold.

The proprietress secretly said in her heart that she was broken, and glanced at the boss.

So, Huzi's father, this sturdy middle-aged man, hesitated for a moment, ready to step forward and say a few words.

But as soon as he took a step, he stiffened in the air.

He couldn't move, like a spider fixed in amber, powerless.

A look of horror appeared on his face, and the proprietress finally realized that something was wrong.

The old man seemed to be walking plainly, but in fact, the soles of his shoes had never come into contact with this dirty dirt road, and he actually came from a volley of a few inches in the air!

"Immortal...... Immortal...... People ......" the proprietress muttered to herself, and infinite terror suddenly welled up in her eyes.

Who is not afraid of these two words?

Ignoring the surrounding movements, the gray-robed old man looked at Li Molan and said lightly: "The apprentice of the dry wine poem?"

Li Molan felt the gradually heavy pressure in the air, spread out her palm, and the Dragon Elephant Sword floated up under the Divine Soul Sword, blocking the endless pressure from the front, and at the same time protecting the two cowering children behind her.

He forced himself to calm down and said, "Yes, dare to ask you if you are Mr. Yu?"

Mr. Yu is a kind of honorific title, in Beihai, except for a few people, no one dares to call the common name of this great elder of Emperor Zizhai, which is much the same as the holy woman of Daomen, few people dare to call Yu Huaji's name, because this is disrespectful, and no one dares to call Yu Boya's name and the unified honorific name is Mr. Yu, because it is really in awe.

has been in the underworld for hundreds of years, even if Yu Boya is not the strongest person in Beihai, he is definitely among the top three, and it is the guarantee of the heyday of Emperor Zizhai to the present.

Yu Boya nodded indifferently and said, "You already know who I am, so are you ready to die?"

Li Molan was stunned, and said with an ugly face: "Are you really going to attack the juniors?"

Yu Boya said calmly: "When the old man sees you, it is easy to think of the dry wine poem, and it is easy to think of those hatreds, how can he allow you to live two more days? The old man can't bear it anymore, as for this old face, don't do it, the old man has already regretted it since he failed to find the dry wine poem to get back the life of the fast master, how can he condone you to rise quietly at this time?"

The Beihai Dragon Elephant Sword kept rotating in front of Li Molan's body, and although the sword intent emitted was not very strong and strong, it perfectly disintegrated the pressure from the impact, but except for Li Molan, who was protected, Muzi and Huzi, the rest of the ground around began to rise, revealing the dirt and gravel below, a mess.

"Jun's predecessor was not killed by me after all. Li Molan said.

Yu Boya was expressionless: "You have to admit the responsibilities you have to bear, unless you are willing to hand over the sword that Kujiu Shi passed on to you, and swear to break off the friendship between master and apprentice, I may consider letting you go." ”

Li Molan sneered: "Let your mother's fart!"

Yu Boya was indifferent.

Li Molan said again: "Kill me, Jun Shu will not be resurrected." ”

Yu Boya said: "It's just to relieve hatred." ”

Li Molan said hatefully: "Can you really be happy? If you kill me, you will be satisfied?"

Yu Boya was still calm: "Kill you, you will know." ”

Li Molan said coldly: "If you can kill me, try it and see if you are afraid of dying with me!"

After that, Li Molan's divine soul really probed into the belly of the Dragon Elephant Sword, looking for something.

He found it, then showed a cold smile and said, "Do you remember this sword?"

As he spoke, he looked at Yu Boya, who was silent, and released a sword intent hidden in the Dragon Elephant Sword.

This sword intent, extremely powerful, extremely sharp, is the strongest sword Li Molan has ever seen in his life, if this sword is really released, I am afraid that not only this is a hundred miles away, but even the sword aura here can be detected in Songzhou Prefecture!

Just the tip of the iceberg, Yu Boya felt the power of this sword, and then his indifferent expression collapsed, and he changed color and said, "His sword?"

Li Molan nodded with a grim face.

This is his last hole card, and it was finally completely exposed today.

If he can, he really doesn't want to have his hole cards exposed this day, but unfortunately this day will come back sooner or later, just sooner or later, and even if it is an infinitely powerful hole card, but Li Molan can't be completely relieved after all, because he can't control these three swords at all, once used, he will completely become a waste and lose all the power to fight back, if there are thieves taking advantage of the danger at that time, he may not even be able to deal with mortals, not to mention that the sword intent is only three in total, if someone is forced out of his hole cards with a wheel war, then when the hole cards come out, I am afraid it is his death。

He was reluctant to use any of these three sword intents, because the moment he used them was the closest he was to death.

Yu Boya's expression was very ugly, he didn't expect that the dry wine poem would leave three such powerful sword intents in that divine sword, no wonder the old man died so suddenly, I'm afraid it is inseparable from these three sword intents.

It was still a familiar feeling, and Yu Boya had no way to continue to shoot, because he didn't know if he could take the sword.

Li Molan's gaze swept over the dust flying in the air, looked at Yu Boya and said: "Mr. Yu, maybe you and I can each make some concessions, you should know how much of a threat this sword comes out to you, I can promise that as long as you don't make a move, I won't use this sword if I die." ”

Yu Boya showed an angry look: "You are also worthy of negotiating terms with the old man?"

Li Molan sneered,-for-tat, and seemed to not care whether she died with the other party.

The gray-robed old man lowered his eyes and thought about it, and after a while, he opened his eyes again, the anger in his eyes was hidden in the depths of his eyes, and he said coldly: "What a dry wine poem, he actually left a trick, the old man is convinced!"

Li Molan asked, "The implication of the senior's words is that you agreed?"

Yu Boya was expressionless: "If the old man doesn't come to kill you, it is more than enough for Jun'er to kill you, but it is just to let you live a few more days." ”

Li Molan said with a smile: "Mr. Yu's self-confidence is not small, but it may not be easy for that emperor to find me, how can he simply kill me? I am really so easy to die? Senior, you better not be so confident." ”

The gray-robed old man finally realized how wrong it was to be angry with a junior in a war of words, but he had such a temperament and a fierce temperament, and he was really easy to be provoked, at this moment he no longer spent effort on the war of words with Li Molan, but left a sentence calmly: "Old man, look at how you live!"

With that, he turned around and left.

Li Molan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to relax, when suddenly her pupils shrank again!

He realized something.

This old Wang Ba! It's really shameless!

Li Molan's eyes were filled with anger, and what was reflected in her eyes was the picture of Yu Boya lifting his feet and landing on the ground!

Suddenly, the sole of the shoe touched the ground.

The Nether Fairy stepped on the ground and actually made the ground fall, and there were actually circles of gray ripples that appeared out of thin air!

Those gray fluctuations spread like ripples on the surface of the pond, and like ink dripping into the clear water, smudging out, almost in just two or three breaths, it spread to the whole town and beyond!

The gray ripples spread to the buildings, to the dirt floors, through the heavy roof tiles, through the wooden doors and walls, over the children playing in the streets, over the local men who were loading goods, and over the old farmers who were laughing and chatting.

Inside and out, those gray fluctuations spread to everything they could reach.

Immediately afterwards, Li Molan saw the small stool she had just sat on turning into dust in the air and drifting away, seeing the small wine shop that was not very big collapsing and falling, and also saw the Huzi and his mother, the simple-looking Huzi father, the boss couple, exploded into a ball of plasma in the air.

The earthen walls and buildings around the alley are in tatters.

The people and animals in the neighborhood were all in pieces.

Everything within the confines of the whole town, all in pieces!

It's just a moment, just a foothold, but it destroys the world.

Everything was destroyed, leaving behind a desolation that had been razed to the ground.

Li Molan's eyes were red, and her eyes widened as she looked at the gray-robed back that was gradually moving away.

He roared, "Yu-Bo-Ya!!" (To be continued. )