PS: You hold the sword of the princes, and I hold the sword of the horseman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoTen steps away, I'm like a dog, and within ten steps you're like a dog!

There was a gourd in the Qiankun bag given to Aotian by the sect's subjective Shiyu, and Aotian took it out when he was drinking on the third floor of the Tower of Babel, and was recognized by the young marshal at a glance.

This gourd has a very good origin, and it is rumored that it was dropped by a high monk when he realized the Tao, and was refined by the supreme Taoism, which can absorb all things in the world. Moreover, it can be transformed into a drink with strong spiritual energy, which is of great benefit to cultivators.

As the sword spirit of the Seven Star Sword, the young marshal was well-informed, and he taught Aotian how to use this gourd. After dripping blood to recognize the master, Aotian successfully became the owner of the gourd.

Everything is also going on as Aotian expected, Jia Lin Jia Qing has a joint skill!

It was this moment that Aotian was waiting for, and after a short chanting, he received a combined blow from the two of them without much effort.

He stood still, although he couldn't absorb the aura of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation, but it was also necessary to replenish the consumption of battle. Facing the strongest opponent Jia Yu, he can't afford to slack off.

Jia Jun, Jia Lin, and Jia Qing all fell to the ground, and the three of them were like pimples on Jia Yu's face, slapping his face all the time.

Jia Yu took his gaze back from Aotian's gourd, and when he looked at Aotian again, there was no peace in his eyes. A trace of murderous intent in the depths of his eyes poured out like a wave bursting its embankment and a snow-capped mountain collapsing. The whole person is like a sharp arrow on a crossbow, aiming at the target, just waiting to find the gap between the wind and the air, an arrow pierces the yang, and a hundred steps cry blood.

Aotian had already tied Jia Lin Jia Qing's two swords to his back at this time, and he was really in a good mood, and the problem of not having a weapon was now solved.

"Jia Yu has been rampant in the outer gate for many years, could it be that he will be defeated by this son today?" said a swordsman on the spotter in a whisper.

"Not to mention that this young man can reach the sixth-grade cultivation of a swordsman at a young age, this kind of talent is not far behind even the children of a big family. He alone defeated Jia Jun with the momentum of ten thousand thunderbolts, and defeated Jia Lin and Jia Lin, who were far superior to him with his bare hands. Although he borrowed the magic weapon, his courage and strength are enough to make us look up to him. A clear-eyed man put forward his opinion, and as soon as this remark came out, many people immediately nodded in agreement.

At this time, a voice came out, and many people's faces changed greatly.

"The skills of the villain are not to be worried. Brother Jia Yu, I'll bet you to win this battle!"

Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw a long black hair pouring down. It is very strange that ordinary young men have a hairdress, and they inevitably have a bit of a taste of madness, but he is so elegant that he is not scattered at all, which makes people feel that the handsome men in the world should be like him with their hair scattered, so that they can be called beautiful men.

Outer door, crazy scholar Xiao Qianlang!

Although this person is not like Jia Yu and others who do robbery and coercion, he likes to dig into the corners of people. As a result, the man at the outer door saw him as if he was a ghost, and the woman saw that it was difficult for him to walk, and she took the next step.

Not only is his appearance extremely handsome, but his cultivation is terrifying, and he is the same as Jia Yu, he is the peak cultivation of a swordsman.

Xiao Qianlang's appearance directly pressed the balance that was originally balanced on Jia Yu's side!

Liu Yixing gathers sounds into a line, so that Aotian can rest assured. If Xiao Qianlang intervenes, he will keep him and concentrate on dealing with Jia Yu.

Hearing this, Aotian recognized Liu Yixing in his heart. Although they didn't know each other, all his actions were helping Aotian. Obviously, Aotian's cultivation is weak, and the odds of victory against the four gentlemen of the outer gate are low, and he can still stand up.

It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow!

Thinking of this, Aotian glanced at the girl who had just handed him a handkerchief.

When the girl saw Aotian's sudden eyes, her face flushed with shame, but she didn't dodge, and the encouragement in her eyes was like a pool of spring water, rippling with ripples.

This is a woman who looks like Sister Ling'er! Ling'er once gave him courage and strength like this.

Although he was moved, he had no affection, and his heart had already gone away with that little sky.

Xiao Qianlang noticed this scene, his eyes saw the girl who was looking at the sky, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

Lao Mai had already come out of the Treasure Pavilion, but at this time he was watching this scene from the top of the Treasure Pavilion. The dead air all over his body disappeared, and the white hair fluttered and the bone fairy wind. Everyone could see him as soon as they looked up, but no one noticed him. His eyes were fixed on Aotian, and his face was full of smiles.

The time has come, now!

The fist technique used by Aotian against Jia Lin and Jia Qing is completely instinctive, but against a master like Jia Yu, he must have no reservations, and any bit of arrogance is a flaw.

The first type of Guanzi Shenquan shook the Quartet!

Before Jia Yu could take out his sword, this punch came like a hungry tiger pounced on a rabbit. Jia Yu's face was about to collide violently with Aotian's fist, but he saw him flick his head slightly, and the sandbag-sized fist grazed his cheek, and his hair was scattered.

This blow missed!

Aotian was not discouraged, such a result had long been expected by him. I saw him rubbing two steps, as if he was stepping on the stairs, and soon crossed Jia Yu, his whole body churned in the air for a week, and his fist went down with the momentum, aiming at Jia Yu's head.

The second type of thunder in the sky!

This punch is like a goshawk pecking at food, as fast as lightning, and it is impossible to dodge at all! If this fist is allowed to fall, Jia Yu's head will surely be broken, and the white and red will all be scattered in the air.

Close is the swordsman's death hole, you must know that the swordsman's saber is long, and under the premise of not being unsheathed, facing a close opponent is tantamount to self-defeating.

But Jia Yu is different, he is a person who has been through storms for a long time, what kind of person he has never met, and he is still rampant at the outer gate.

When Aotian used the Tiyun Vertical Method, Jia Yu was already ready to take him on.

He sheathed the accessories and pulled them out upside down! The entire blade of the sword was facing Aotian in the air, and his left hand turned into a fist against the hilt of the sword. When the thunder came, it was facing Jia Yu's sword.

A wave of qi shook out of thin air, and the bodies of the surrounding people shook, and many people with low cultivation even sat on the ground with their butts, and their faces changed in fright.

Jia Yu looked at Aotian in the air, turned his left hand into a claw, and sucked the sword out of the scabbard. At this time, everyone found out that Jia Yu's sword body was blood-red. Although no breath emanated, his intuition told Aotian that this was an evil sword!

"Hauni Breaking the Sky!" With just one slash, a sword aura with a huge threat came towards Aotian.

At this time, it was too late to take out the gourd, and with all his strength, his right hand had not been withdrawn at this time.

I can only bite the bullet!

"Ahh

An exclamation of surprise captured everyone's attention.

Xiao Qianlang's long hair was fluttering, and he pinched the white neck of the handkerchief girl with one hand, and his eyes were full of mockery.

There is an abyss in front, and there are evil ghosts asking for their lives in the back.

He fell for it.

Just one breath, Aotian fell into an unprecedented crisis!