Chapter 845: Take Root

Liu Si was shocked, and in one move, he had already felt that the seven sword qi that were either cold or hot had entered his body in an important part of his body, and with just a slight probe, he would immediately fall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything, his knees were slightly bent, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid those cold swords, so he knelt on the ground on the street.

The jade on the street was cold, but his heart was even colder, and he was ashamed to kneel before the enemy as a monk.

However, no one laughed at him, as it seemed to be the best way to dodge the Seven Swords.

There was silence all around, except for the sound of the Nine Swords trembling in the void.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps disrupted the quiet scene, and four or five stewards rushed out of the Immortal Machine Pavilion and said chaotically: "This master, you have successfully ascended to the Demon Immortal List. Please consult the daimyo and please follow us to the Xianji Pavilion for registration. ”

Xiao Yao smiled and put away the sword Linglong Tower, first took out the beauty Ou to enjoy it, and then said: "Don't be busy, don't you see that my two brothers haven't done it yet?" ”

The three of them went to do it together, and the stewards showed incredible expressions.

It was only at this time that passers-by exclaimed: "My sky is really a master, and I win with one move." ”

"These three adults are also unlucky, they didn't want to be on the list, they don't let go. It's good, it's not fun to look for yourself. ”

"The other two won't be so strong, will they?

Seeing that the eldest brother didn't say anything, he took two steps forward lazily, didn't take his weapon, and said lightly: "Who is fighting with me?"

The other person secretly encouraged himself in his heart, the one just now was indeed strong, but it is impossible for all three of them to be so strong, I must save face.

While he was thinking, he "desolate and cool" took out a single knife with a silver glow, hugged it into his arms, and said, "Hezhou Daotang, Yasli, please advise." ”

Seeing that he was obviously much more polite when he spoke, he replied: "Open Heaven Sect, Dongfang Qian, you don't need to be polite." ”

Yasli closed his eyes slightly, and after sensing his surging sword intent, he let out an agitated roar: "The desert is yellow!"

The flat ground flew sand, and the sky and earth seemed to suddenly dim a little, as if the heavy lead cloud was pressed on the top before the storm, and a nascent electric light came from the sky.

"Okay! The sword intent is like this, and this knife cuts out a new world. ”

"Yes, he seems to have broken through his limits in battle, and the power of this knife may be in the middle of the Demon Immortal List. ”

Yasli was ecstatic, and he himself understood that he had really broken through, and this sword intent was complete, reaching the realm of his dreams. It seems that bad things can really become good things, and under strong pressure, he not only kept his position on the Demon Immortal List today, but also soared in combat power.

He always held his arms and did not move.

It wasn't until the wind and sand in the sky had already stirred the silk of his sideburns, and it wasn't until the river of sword light bloomed under his eyes that he lazily threw a punch.

It's like a toddler's punch, and it doesn't look powerful.

The joy in Yasli's eyes was even greater, his judgment was good, only the first person among them was strong, this person was not good at all, and he might even die under his own sword.

The surrounding spectators were confused and worried, not that the brothers are strong in battle, but they are strong, what are you mixing with this level?

Just when everyone was thinking about it, the fists and knives collided, and the light shone brightly.

"Crackle!"

A series of explosions sounded, and the silver knife broke inch by inch, stirring up all directions. The desert, flying sand, wind, and lightning formed by the sword intent in the air are like shredded paper, rolling upside down.

A mundane fist rested on the end of Yasli's nose, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He smiled slightly and said, "The knife momentum, knife intent, and knife are all good, but the strength is too weak." If you can't do that, you can cut down the dragon, and you can't hurt anyone. ”

Yasli was already stunned, but when he heard this, he was like an initiation, and it seemed that he had suddenly opened the shackles of his cultivation for many years and understood a truth that reached the heavens.

He bowed heartily, threw away the hilt of the knife in his hand, bent down deeply, and formally thanked him: "Thank you for your advice." ”

He smiled and retreated.

"Boom!"

The streets erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Compared with the splendor and gorgeousness of the crow's battle, although the battle of the crow is plain, it is more shocking. Because, even if everyone saw his battle with their own eyes, no one could really perceive his true level, and could only feel that he was extremely powerful and profound.

At this time, the remaining Ma Wu already knew that he had kicked the iron plate, and his regretful intestines were blue, and his mouth was the most damaged just now. It can be said that today's situation is what he promotes.

Thinking that the glory and wealth he had just obtained were about to disappear in a blink of an eye, he hated to slap himself a few times. At this moment, he could only step forward tremblingly, barely holding out his war spear.

Dongfang Yu looked at him affectionately and said, "There's nothing to be frustrated about, as you said, you can save the money for the celebration of the drink, and you can avoid the trouble of changing your name, isn't it great?"

"Ahh

On the long street, there was a sudden burst of exclamations, and the boos, gasps, and screams of the people rang out in one place.

Ma Wu turned around and shouted angrily: "What are you ghost called?"

A steward of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion pointed at Ma Wu and said like a ghost: "He just arrived behind you, didn't you feel him pat you on the left shoulder?"

"What?" Ma Wu hurriedly turned his head to look at his shoulder.

Someone next to him shouted hysterically: "You are wrong, you are all wrong, he just attacked in five directions at the same time, turned into five shadows, and slapped the left shoulder, right shoulder, and back of the five big men three times." ”

The ghost next to him shouted: "Are you crazy? Or are you dazzled? He obviously didn't move!"

"You're just dazzled! Just now, even the corners of your clothes floated up, didn't you feel the wind?"

Ma Wu completely collapsed, as a monk in the late stage of the True Immortal Third Grade, how could he not feel Dongfang Yu's sudden attack at all, he just didn't want to believe it, he didn't dare to believe it.

At this time, as soon as he heard the verification of the spectators around him, he suddenly felt a cool air swishing all over his body, as if he had just rolled down from the knife mountain.

People can avoid death, they don't hurt him, and if they don't understand anything, anything can be born.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly put away the war spear, raised his hand to wipe the sweat that was as dense as rain, and arched his hand: "Ma Wu is a frog at the bottom of the well, and he talks like a fart, thank you for your kindness." ”

Shi Qingshan was in a good mood and teased: "Now, you understand what I mean, right? ”

Dongfang Yu smiled, he still valued being able to enter and leave the royal library freely. He waved his hand to Ma Wu, and under the eager gaze of several stewards, he led Qian, Xiao Ya, Shi Qingshan, and Ang into the Immortal Machine Pavilion.

The stewards were very efficient, and soon they brought them fairy jade, jade slips, and a waist card. The immortal jade is the first month's Yulu, and the jade slip explains the situation of the masters in the three demon immortal lists.

The three of them sensed the diamond-shaped gold medal in their hands, Dongfang Yu was the hundredth, and the one was ninety-seventh, and Xiao Yao laughed, it turned out that he was eighty-eighth.

Dongfang Yu is quite happy, at least he has his first identity in the Demon Capital, and this is still the ladder to advance to the upper class, which can be regarded as taking root.