Sword cultivation?

The red-clothed ghost cultivator's gaze was fixed on the young man holding the long sword, she barely had vision, and vaguely saw a silver-white faint light.

The only thing that could emit such a silver light under the cloudy wind sky was the sword body of the long sword.

The fear that was unique to Jian Xiu forced the red-clothed ghost to fly away and take advantage of the yin wind to fall to a corner of the courtyard.

"It's you!"

Chen Xiaoyu's voice pulled back the silence that fell into self-blame.

Silence looked at Chen Xiaoyu with an incredulous expression, and tightened his mind and said, "It was the Xiaoyu benefactor who saved Senior Brother Silent Dust just now?" ”

Ask while knowing the answer?

Of course it's me, or who else could it be?

Chen Xiaoyu felt refreshed in his heart, nodded and said, "It's me, Master of Silence stepped back, I'm going to start filling the cup!" ”

"What?" Silence didn't react for a while. I saw Chen Xiaoyu passing by him, step by step, unhurriedly avoiding the gravel on the ground, and rushing towards the red-clothed ghost cultivator standing on the roof.

At that moment, Silence knew that he was too conceited, and he had never really peeked at this thin boy who looked weak.

I didn't think at all that Chen Xiaoyu, who could show his skills in Qinghe Palace, could be an ordinary disciple of Spirit Sword Peak.

It turns out that he is the real strongman, the only one who can save them!

"Little fishing donor!"

"The little fishing donor can rest assured that the poor monk will protect the younger brother of Lonely Dust!"

Silence shouted, quickly moved in front of Silence, and posed as a warrior monk, completely ignoring the image of the Zen master.

He looked at the boy standing under the roof of the house where the ghost cultivator was.

"Ghost repair! Do you dare to come down and fight me! ”

Chen Xiaoyu held his sword and crossed his waist.

The roof is very high, and there is no ladder.

At present, the "teleportation" in the plug-in has just been used, and the "Edgeworth Flight" has also been used to enter the cooling CD when filling the cup for Old Man Zhou on the side of the long street and alley, and now look, he really does not have the ability to go to the roof.

Chen Zhouzhou said that this sword can kill ghost cultivators, Chen Xiaoyu carried the sword, bold, and spoke in a particularly arrogant tone under the eaves.

The red-clothed ghost on the roof was secretly terrified in his heart.

In her blurred vision, the young man in Tsing Yi standing below was full of anger.

In her extremely keen hearing, the young man in Tsing Yi's words were particularly arrogant.

Such a young man cultivates the sword......

It seems that the news of the fifty years of slaughtering young scholars in the border town of Qinghe and Huaiyang was known to Shencang Sword Mountain, so they sent this young sword cultivator to cut off her immortal soul.

It's really hateful!

Thinking of this, the fish will die without breaking the net!

The fear in the red-clothed ghost cultivator's heart was not so heavy, she leaned down and let out a low roar towards Chen Xiaoyu.

With the gusts of wind, it is terrifying.

Chen Xiaoyu, who was pretending to be calm, even if he had a divine sword in his hand that could kill the ghost cultivator, in front of the ghost cultivator's eerie and terrifying face, he still couldn't control his weak legs.

"Are you scared?"

The red-clothed ghost Xiu's sense of hearing was keen, and in order not to show the stuffing at the moment when Chen Xiaoyu's legs were weak, his left leg took half a step back and forcibly supported his body.

This is a small move that ordinary people can't find at all.

But ghost cultivators are different, they have almost no vision, but their sense of hearing and smell is extremely keen.

"I'll be afraid."

The cold voice came into Chen Xiaoyu's ears, and the young man held his sword tightly, wanting to say Will I be afraid, but because of nervousness, the tone of doubt changed to the tone of statement.

The red-clothed ghost cultivator laughed coldly when he heard it, "I thought you were a sword cultivator, but I didn't expect you to be a straw bag!" ”

With that, the red-clothed ghost cultivator, who didn't have much fear, jumped off the roof, and gathered a yin wind tornado behind him to wrap Chen Xiaoyu in it.

"In this Yin Wind Array, mortals can't breathe at all! What about Shencang Sword Cultivation, I will torture you to death one breath at a time! ”

The red-clothed ghost Xiu's laughter was cold and terrifying, and although his dark and deep eyes couldn't see clearly, he still looked at Chen Xiaoyu wrapped in the tornado.

She had to wait until the last breath of the tornado was withdrawn, and the young man in green clothes died in agony.

"Little fishing donor!"

Silence frowned, and he was at a loss at the moment.

"It's the poor monk who hurt you!"

Just as Silence fell into self-reproach again, a strange Sanskrit sound faintly came out of the tornado.

I only heard a breathe......

Serial number 009, plugged "anaerobic respiration".

Chen Xiaoyu, who was in the Yin Wind Tornado, spread his hands and grimaced at the red-clothed ghost Xiu.

"How so!"

The red-clothed ghost cultivator was shocked.

"Could it be that this guy is also a ghost!"

Cultivators in this world who don't need to breathe are only ghosts that turn into souls.

"Garbage ghost cultivator, if you have any other skills, just use it, while I'm still in the mood to play with you!"

After being reorganized in the Yin Wind Tornado, Chen Xiaoyu tore open the wind cover with a move "I see mountains and rivers", and made a disdainful provocation towards the red-clothed ghost Xiu.

The external effect of the sword qi needs to be combined with the sword technique, and he who can only use the basic sword moves and I see the mountains and rivers must wait for this ghost to cultivate close before he has the opportunity to use it.

Now I can only rely on words to insult, so that the ghost cultivator will be annoyed and embarrassed, and I will choke his neck closely, that would be the best!

However, Chen Xiaoyu, who is used to being a keyboard warrior, is still a little bad at exporting chapters.

In a few words, he scolded so much that he kept reciting the heart-clearing mantra and saying that he was guilty of sin, but the ghost cultivator did not fluctuate when he heard it, and even interrupted Chen Xiaoyu's spell.

"Joke, I've lived for more than a hundred years, and I'll be provoked by your words?"

Although I don't know why this young man's sword cultivator spits fragrant mouth, which has the intention of angering her, the red-clothed ghost is cautious in her cultivation, and in the face of the unknown, she will never be impulsive.

Seeing that the ghost cultivator was unmoved, Chen Xiaoyu pinched his throat, he thought that the little kid had told him that the purpose of this ghost cultivator was to snatch the Buddha relics after becoming stronger, so as to change from a ghost cultivator to a mortal cultivator.

It's just that becoming a ghost cultivator of mortal cultivation is not to have the opportunity to ascend to the Divine Domain in the future.

What Chen Zhouzhou secretly told him was that this ghost cultivator had a husband who stayed with him for three lifetimes, although her husband killed her in the fourth life, so she became resentful and became a ghost cultivator who could not be reincarnated.

But the companionship of the three generations has already made her fall in love, and such an infatuated ghost cultivator just wants to be a new person through the Buddha relics, looking for the husband who has stayed with the three generations.

This is the secret of ghost cultivation.

"Yanying!" Chen Xiaoyu lifted his sword again, and the blade of the sword pointed at the red-clothed ghost cultivator.

The red-clothed ghost Xiu was stunned for a moment, why did the young man who was still scolding her just now suddenly stop?

"Do you remember the one with the surname Ji?"

Ji, this surname is very rare.

It is the surname of his husband for the third generation.

"What do you know?"

Suddenly, the red-clothed ghost's dark and deep eyes turned blood-red, and she approached Chen Xiaoyu in an instant and grabbed his neck with her bare hands.

"Ahem!"

Ghost Xiu's hand slowly strengthened, and Chen Xiaoyu held the sword tightly.

Basic sword moves, stabbing, slashing, and pointing......

Point the sword!

“Swords！ The sword qi is thousands of miles! Killing Technique! ”