No one dared to take a step forward, and no one dared to speak out, because no one was sure to take Xiao Yu's sword.

Xiao Yu held the sword, the tip of the sword facing the ground.

Some of the surrounding cultivators had gloomy faces, some were dazed, some were afraid, and some were terrified, but without disdain, the atmosphere in the field became silent.

At this time, a voice came from the Dao Pavilion, which had been quiet for a long time.

The voice was indifferent and calm, but it revealed an unmistakable meaning.

"This challenge is a matter of life and death, and defeat is defeat. Now that no one dares to continue to challenge, what are you still blocking in front of my Dao Sect?"

Dare to be on the shore of Biluo Lake, so domineering, dare to speak in this tone can only be autumn leaves.

Listening to Qiu Ye's words, Xiao Yu didn't speak, just put the long sword back into its sheath.

The casual cultivator Wang Dongle challenged Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu broke the frost with a sword, and the challenge to Xiao Yu ended, and the onlookers quickly dispersed, with different expressions, but this is destined to be the most sensational duel on the shore of Biluo Lake in the near future, and it must have really passed Xiao Yu's name into the cultivation world.

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The grassland is endless, except for the snow-capped mountains on the horizon, everywhere you see is a vast.

On the grassland, where the snow had not yet melted, a young man staggered along, carrying a half-cut knife behind his back and missing an arm.

A middle-aged man in a green shirt walked through the snow, leaving no trace on the white snow. He hung a burgundy gourd around his waist, and looked at the young man from afar, seeing that he was crumbling, he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of this vast grassland.

A middle-aged man like a teacher reached out and grabbed it, obviously several miles away, but grabbed the young man and grabbed him to the snow in front of him.

This young man is Wang Dongle, a loose cultivator who was cut off by Xiao Yu, Wang Dongle has been rolling at the bottom for more than ten years, and he is the most likely to judge the situation, when he saw this middle-aged man's magical power, he immediately knew that he was not an opponent, turned over from the snow, and said respectfully: "I don't know what the predecessors ordered." ”

The middle-aged man in green shirt waved his hand and said, "I'm just that you are seriously injured, and I don't know how long it will take to come over, so I can't help but help you." Don't blame me for doing too much. “

Wang Dongle smiled and said: "Wang Dongle Xie is too late, how dare you blame the seniors? I don't know what the seniors are called." ”

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, and didn't care if this young man was really so honest, and said: "My surname is Fu, and everyone else calls me Mr. Fu, so you can call me Mr. Fu." ”

Wang Dongle got up from the ground and asked carefully, "Where is the gentleman?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "People from the Eastern Capital." ”

Wang Dongle was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "Wang Dongle has never seen anything in the market, but I heard that there is a mysterious sect in the Eastern Capital called Tianji Pavilion, even His Majesty the Emperor also respects it very much, and Mr. is a master in Tianji Pavilion." ”

Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "The master doesn't dare to be, but I am indeed from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion. ”

Although Wang Dongle was vulgar, his mind was transparent, and he said with a humble expression: "If Mr. can't be called a master, then there is no master in the world." ”

Mr. Fu smiled faintly and said, "You don't have to pretend to be like this, my trip to the grassland is just for you." ”

Wang Dongle was shocked, his body even trembled involuntarily, he asked himself if he couldn't be a genius in this life, and it couldn't be the illegitimate child left by a big man outside, why did the matter of going out and meeting a master hit him on the head today?

After so many years of fighting, he no longer believed in pies falling from the sky, so he said very simply: "I don't know what Mr. has to do to get the villain, if Mr. doesn't like it, the villain is willing to serve Mr. ”

A long black knife appeared out of thin air in the middle-aged man's hand, threw it at Wang Dongle's feet, and said softly: "This knife was left by a Demon Sect master I killed in my early years, although the Demon Sect master has died, but there is still a trace of his remnant soul left in this knife, and this remnant soul retains the lifelong cultivation method of that Demon Sect master, you can practice the knife here." ”

Wang Dongle picked up the long black knife, the long knife style was ordinary, the whole body was black, and fine silver lines were drawn on the body of the knife. Holding it in your hand, you can even feel the ruthless killing intent brought by the knife.

Not to mention the remnant soul imprisoned in the knife, this long knife alone is also a rare treasure knife.

What's more, there is also a Demon Sect master among them, who can be called a master by such a master, at least it must be the Frost Realm, and the exercises of a Demon Sect disciple of the Frost Realm are simply priceless for a casual cultivator.

Wang Dongle carefully put away the long knife, and then solemnly knelt in front of Mr. Fu and kowtowed three times. Whether Mr. Fu cares about it or not, he can't miss the amount of courtesy he should do.

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "You have seen Xiao Yu, and your arm was also cut off by Xiao Yu, if you can kill Xiao Yu in the future, you will kill him." ”

Wang Dongle smiled when he heard this: "Although the villain doesn't read much, he also knows the truth of tooth for tooth, since Xiao Yu cut off one of my arms, even if Mr. doesn't say it, I will definitely go to find him in the future." ”

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, took off the big red gourd from his waist, threw it into Wang Dongle's arms, and said, "One or two a day, three times a day, until the wine in the gourd is drunk." ”

Wang Dongle took the gourd, was slightly stunned, and asked, "Sir, what is this?"

Mr. Fu said indifferently: "The wine I used to brew was not very strong, but drinking too much can strengthen the body." You were cut off an arm this time, and your vitality was greatly damaged, but drinking some of this wine can strengthen your foundation. ”

Wang Dongle was stunned for a moment, and then said with great joy: "Mr. Great grace, Wang Dongle is unforgettable." ”

Mr. Fu shook his head and sighed: "No matter how big the favor is, it can't withstand the hatred." ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Fu laughed at himself: "Right and wrong are in vain, and there is nowhere to ask for yin and yang." I have watched Xiao Yu for five years, and I am afraid that Xiao Lie does not know Xiao Yu as well, if it were not for me, Xiao Yu would not even be able to get out of the Eastern Capital. ”

Wang Dongle wondered and asked, "In that case, why did Mr. kill him?"

Mr. Fu said indifferently: "It's not that I want to kill him now, but that you want to kill him." ”

Wang Dongle was shocked, and he understood Mr. Fu's intentions before and after contacting. Is this to use him as Xiao Yu's whetstone?

Mr. Fu saw people's hearts like a hole in the fire, and said directly: "If you can kill Xiao Yu, then you are Xiao Yu." ”

Wang Dongle was told that he was not afraid, but laughed: "Since Mr. said this, then why is Wang Dongle afraid?"

Mr. Fu chuckled and said, "But Xiao Yu is not so easy to kill. He is now one with the autumn leaves, leaning on the big tree of the Taoist Sect. ”

"You must know that the cultivation world and the secular are one, which of the great and small dynasties has not had the shadow of the cultivation sect for thousands of years? Now for a thousand years, the saints should come out, and the great changes in the world are just around the corner, and heroes from all walks of life are naturally emerging in an endless stream, Wang Dongle, whether you can win a place in this torrent of the general trend depends on your creation. ”

Wang Dongle was inexplicably surprised when he heard this.

Mr. Fu smiled but said nothing.