Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Sword God drew his sword in anger

A horse-drawn carriage slowly moved along the official road.

The boy sat in front of the car, holding a horsewhip in one hand and a wooden branch in the other, waving it without any routine.

An old voice came from inside the carriage: "Si'er, where are you now?" ”

"Master, senior brother, now that we have arrived at the border of Gwangju, we are still about two days away from Xinyang City." The young man opened the curtain slightly, and there were two old men sitting in the carriage, it was Wuyazi and Su Xinghe.

Wu Yazi nodded: "It's coming, it's coming." ”

The carriage was bumpy, and he looked a little drowsy: "After seeing the posture of the immortals, the last wish of my life has been fulfilled." ”

"Master, in my heart, you have the posture of an immortal." Liu Si'er said with a smile.

Wu Yazi scolded with a smile: "With your mouth, anything can tell you flowers." ”

He said, and sighed: "Si'er, your talent is really only seen in your life, especially the sword one, the master is far inferior to you." ”

"We are a free school, every disciple wants in his life, but the word "free", because the teacher was trapped by love in his early years, it is really not easy, and now he has suddenly half cut into the ground, only to realize that time is fleeting."

"The master respects the crane and looks at the child's face, and he will definitely be able to live longer than Nanshan, what do you say half cut into the soil." Liu Si'er said: "Moreover, for me, Shizun is the most carefree person I have ever seen." ”

Wuyazi shook his head with a smile, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves galloping, Wuyazi frowned, Liu Si'er saw this, and hurriedly turned around to look, only to see a group of women in green cloaks galloping past, and the weapons in their hands were out of their sheaths, and their faces were nervous.

"Vulture Palace?" Liu Si'er was stunned for a moment.

In the past year, he also wanted to go over to find trouble with the heavenly child, but unfortunately he was stopped by Wu Yazi, not because of the old relationship, after so many years, Wu Yazi has long stopped thinking about these things, not to mention that this is Liu Si'er's promise to Li Qiushui.

According to what Wu Yazi said, Tianshan Tong's martial arts are the only ones in the world, and I am afraid that Liu Si'er will not return.

Fortunately, the period of the Immortal Hunting Conference has arrived, and it is impossible for the mountain boy to miss this opportunity that day.

Liu Si'er is not an innocent person, and he doesn't even have much hatred for Tianshan Tong's grandmother, just to complete Li Qiushui's deathbed request, so naturally he won't have any thoughts about this group of Vulture Palace disciples, watching the other party ride a horse, and quickly disappear in front of the official road.

The sound of the horse's hooves had not been far away for long, and someone rode a horse behind him, and indeed three people walked together, the first one was handsome and sharp, with a long beard fluttering, looking forty or fifty years old, and carrying a simple long sword.

There was a person behind him, on the back of a bumpy horse, but he did not move at all, holding the Taoist rites in one hand and the dust in the other.

The last person was a middle-aged woman, with a green dress, very beautiful.

Liu Si'er's eyes were quickly attracted by the person in charge, the other party was carrying a long sword, and he was also full of sharpness, he was a good swordsman!

The three of them quickly rode their horses and disappeared at the end of the road, and Liu Si'er didn't care about it and left it behind.

It's no wonder.

The closer you get to Xinyang City, the more people in the rivers and lakes there are, and where there are people, there are disputes, and the more people there are, the more disputes there will be, not to mention the temptation of seeking immortals.

The carriage moved forward for half a column of incense, and suddenly a faint smell of blood came.

Liu Si'er's eyes stared, and when he looked around, he saw several corpses on the pipe in the distance, all of them with emerald green cloaks, and in the distance, two groups of people were still fighting.

"Si'er, what's going on?"

"It's just a fight." Liu Si'er smiled: "Don't worry about them. ”

Wu Yazi didn't ask again, for him, this kind of thing would not care at all, after all, even if he is crippled and old now, there is not much time for anyone who can hurt him.

Liu Si'er's face remained unchanged, and he rode his horse forward, and when he got closer, he could see more clearly, and sure enough, it was the previous disciple of the Vulture Palace and the three people who followed behind.

It was only the sharp man who was the leader, and the other two old gods were riding on horses, but even so, those Vulture Palace disciples were also losing ground one after another, and someone was dying all the time.

"Extraordinary! If you slaughter my Vulture Palace disciples, Grandma will never let you go! ”

A woman scolded bitterly, but the man smiled disdainfully, and the long sword in his hand was merciless, and the attack was fatal.

"Tianshan Tong? Hehe, that day she slaughtered my word Hui Sword Gate, and I was the only one who escaped, and I swore on that day that I would avenge this blood sea of deep revenge. ”

The man sneered: "Thirty years of penance in Changbai Mountain, I Zhuo Bufan is finally invincible in the world, from today on, the disciples of the Vulture Palace, I will kill one by one, and kill one by one, and then kill one by one, and then Ling Chi, the ten thousand swords of the mountain boy, will die of suffering in the world." ”

The sword on his sword was half a foot away, and in an instant, he cut down two more souls under the sword.

"It is worthy of being a sword god, this swordsmanship is superb, and it really makes the poor Dao breathtaking." The Taoist on the side praised.

"Indeed, the sword is half a foot, Brother Zhuo has entered the peak of the way of the sword, and on the way of the sword, I am afraid that no one can come out of the way." Beautiful women should also be kind.

Zhuo Bufan smiled arrogantly, and was not modest: "Otherwise, how can you be worthy of my thirty years of penance!" ”

Liu Si'er couldn't help but sneer when he heard the words of a few people, and muttered in a low voice: "That's it? Sword God? ”

But I didn't want that Zhuo Bufan's ears to be amazing, and when he heard Liu Si'er's words, he suddenly looked over, and saw that it was a weak-crowned young man, and his face suddenly showed disdain: "Huangkou Xiaoer, put a little door on your mouth, otherwise sooner or later a big disaster will come." ”

Liu Si'er had no intention of participating, but when he heard what the other party said, he couldn't help but raise his voice and joke: "Don't be surprised by the sword god, I just see that your swordsmanship is sparse, but I don't know who gave you this name, if I were you, I would immediately cut that person." ”

Liu Si'er held back a smile: "Isn't this harming you?" ”

Zhuo Bufan was furious, and slashed down the last Vulture Palace disciple two or three times, and glared straight at him: "Junior, you don't want to die?" Or are you not good at it? said that the old man's swordsmanship is sparse, and it is ridiculous to slip the world! ”

He swept his gaze and saw a delicate sword beside Liu Si'er, and mocked: "I can't even see my realm, you are also worthy of a sword?" Isn't it something to decorate? ”

"What realm are you?" Liu Si'er said with a smile: "The Zhou Gong swordsmanship you made has some shadows of one-word wisdom swords, although the sword intent is a little introductory, but unfortunately the determination is too much, and it is not a first-class artistic conception." ”

He added: "In these years, the sword man dares to call himself a sword god even half a foot?" ”

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, his face was flushed with anger, and his long sword pointed directly at Liu Si'er, and reprimanded: "Huangkou Xiao'er, since you want to die, the old man will fulfill you!" ”

"Draw your sword! Otherwise, you won't have this opportunity again in your life! ”