Chapter Eighty-Seven: "Hey, old thing, do you know what Poor Dao likes best?" (Ask for subscription)

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

The white hair on the forehead of the other yellow skin flashed, and his stomach bulged in an instant, and a terrifying turbid aura suddenly popped out.

Rumble!

In an instant, the three dogs' eyelids rolled over, and they couldn't stop "vomit......ing" in their throats

With a wild vomit, the black dragon barely straightened his head and shook his nose.

"Vomit ......"

A bite of the meat that I just ate was still steaming and squirted out.

The three dogs kept gagging, and the carrion on the ground was steaming.

And when the yellow smoke cleared, the two yellow skins were gone.

The black dragon gritted his teeth, and kept roaring in his throat, roaring, and vomiting.

Hua Long's eyes flashed with a fierce light, this is all a resource for promotion, just run away!

Waiting for Uncle Nine to arrive at the position of the battle, he was not close, he was more than ten meters away, and his nose moved.

"Vomit ......"

All the food eaten at night squirted out, like a fountain of the human body.

I vomited for a long time, and my stomach twitched.

"It's so stinky...... ...... vomit"

rolled his eyes, and before the words fell, he squirted out sour water again, which completely made Uncle Nine unable to stand up.

The three dogs hurriedly left this position, the dog's nose was already sensitive, and this yellow-skinned fart really couldn't be described. 、

After vomiting for about ten minutes, Uncle Nine walked tremblingly to the edge of the courtyard wall and kicked his steps.

"Puff ......"

Drop straight to the ground.

"Yellow skin!"

A little inexplicable anger rose in Uncle Jiu's eyes, gritted his teeth, leaned against the wall, and slowly walked to the main door, and the black dragon opened the door.

Uncle Nine walked in, and instantly a scent of danxiang filled the air, his eyes condensed, and the things surging in his throat were swallowed.

"Danxiang?"

looked at the location of the kitchen, and then looked at the wounds on the three dogs' wilted bodies, and sighed lightly: "This yellow skin is really good at picking the time!" ”

Take out the gold sore medicine in the chain tie and bandage the three dogs.

After sitting on the stone table and waiting for half an hour, the danxiang condensed to the extreme, and the brilliance inside flashed in an instant.

Wan Yu walked out and looked at Uncle Jiu, his face rising with three points of apology.

"Brother Dao, I'm sorry for you to make a trip."

Uncle Nine shook his head: "This is a trivial matter, but those two yellow skins are definitely not ordinary identities." ”

"The smell left behind is comparable to that of a latrine that has not been used for thousands of years......"

Wan Yu looked at the three dogs, and felt a pain in his heart, the three dogs had not been injured for a long time.

Moreover, this time I looked at the vitality and hurt a little, and my face was cold, and the two yellow skins ......

With a flick of his fingers, nine of the thirteen pills in the bowl flew out and flew towards the three dogs.

This looked at the heat in Uncle Jiu's eyes: "Fellow Daoist, you are too wasteful!" ”

Wan Yu took out two pills and handed them to Uncle Jiu: "Brother Dao, the medicinal power of this pill is not good, it's useless to eat it, I'll give you two and bring them to Qiusheng Wencai." ”

"These three dogs have followed me and protected me countless times from birth to death, and to me, they are brothers."

"Where there is food for me, there is food for theirs."

Uncle Nine took the two pills and said with a smile: "That's right." ”

"I'll keep this elixir, you are an elder, and Wencai and Qiusheng don't dare to give up if they take it."

As he spoke, Uncle Nine put away the pills, and his expression was a little solemn: "It seems that the yellow skin you killed in the forest was not ordinary." ”

"It's only been a long time since Huang Xian from the north came to trouble you."

"Moreover, the cultivation of these two yellow immortals is not ordinary, and it is estimated that they are not ordinary people."

Wan Yu sneered: "Then what's the matter, if you dare to come, I will dare to kill!" ”

"Really when I am muddy, the right way in the world, why is it called the world, talent is the head of all spirits."

"Even if it makes trouble in front of Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Hu, I'm not afraid!"

"Well, fellow Daoists should be careful, the four eyes will be here in the next few days, let's discuss some countermeasures at that time, this scourge of the Yellow Immortals, it is better to solve it as soon as possible."

"Cheng, Brother Dao will go back first, I know this in my heart."

After Uncle Nine left, Wan Yu fed Sangou a bunch of food again, and then returned to the room to start refining the elixir.

In any case, cultivation is the most important thing.

That Huang Xian, relying on the support of Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Hu San, really think that he is easy to bully?

……

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was sparse, and the faint clouds obscured the color of the sky, and in the room, Wan Yu looked at the ancient sword on the table.

Tonight, he was going to take the opportunity to refine this ancient sword into a magic weapon.

The sword in Xiao Zhou Tianyun's forbidden law is the Luoxia Cloud Sword.

Although this sword is not very strong for attacking, it is a great blessing for cultivating the method of retreat and even the method of soaring clouds.

Just like the Xuantian Realm, aside from the effect of suppression and spirit gathering, it is to attract the power of the stars in the sky, turn into an attack, the mirror light shines on the past, and the starlight is like a knife, slashing demons and destroying ghosts.

Although the Luoxia Cloud Mist Sword has a great blessing for the escape method, the sword is a killing weapon, how can it be ordinary.

The attached Luoxia sword light went away with a sword, just like the speed of the glow, and you can't react quickly before the head of the six yang leaders landed.

Originally, Wan Yu planned to wait a while before refining the magic weapon, but at the moment there was no delay.

The yellow skin has been bullied to the door, and he no longer says that he really thinks he is a cat?

Ten fingers sealed, under the operation of mana, the handprint changed, and a wisp of light disappeared into the ancient sword.

The ancient sword trembled slightly on the table, emitting bursts of sword sounds.

Wisps of killing air swirled, and on the slow sword body, textures appeared, and among the auspicious clouds, a faint glow loomed.

Zheng!

The ancient sword soared into the air, and Wan Yu suddenly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, instantly dyeing the glow red, and a dazzling sword light suddenly penetrated the table, and a small hole was poked out of the ground.

Wan Yu received the merit, he was sure in his heart, held the ancient sword, walked out of the room, and the swordsmanship in his heart flowed, dancing the long sword in the courtyard.

Slowly wisps of glow emerged from the sword body, and under the clouds and mist, a sword roar rushed into the sky.

The void was sliced apart with a thud.

In the next second, the sword qi that escaped dispersed the clouds and mist a little.

"The power is good, but it's a pity that it has never been refined into a flying sword."

Although there was a little regret in his heart, Wan Yu couldn't help it, the Luoxia Cloud Mist Sword was a flying sword, but the material of this ancient sword was a little worse.

can only be practiced into the long sword in the hands of this martial artist, the mana urges it, and the sword intent flows down, and it is also extraordinary.

In fact, the best material is 10,000-year-old lightning strike wood, but this thing is estimated to be impossible to find in the entire cultivation world!

Putting away the long sword and looking at the cold moonlight, Wan Yu closed his eyes and said nothing, full of a peculiar temperament.

Slowly, the ancient sword behind his back bloomed in bursts of light.

Wan Yu opened his eyes suddenly, a sword light as fast as lightning, and a fierce sword light was like a white horse passing through a gap, and a crack had already appeared on the ground.

Spread three feet away, even the green bricks on the fish pond were neatly cut, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

"Using the power of the national arts, drawing the sword, you can cut the stiff with one sword."

The depression in his heart dissipated for three points, Wan Yu stroked the wound of the three dogs, and bursts of demonic power flowed on it, competing with the demonic power in the three dogs' bodies.

The power of the gold sore medicine applied by Uncle Nine could not be exerted at all.

In desperation, Wanyu's mana flowed and began to help the three dogs consume the demon power on the wound.

After this trial, Wan Yu knew how high the cultivation of these two yellow skins was.

The quality of its demonic qi is much higher than that of himself, no wonder the three dogs are surrounded, and he has not left one of them injured.

……

Early in the morning of the second day, Wan Yu found Uncle Jiu, and his eyes were cold: "Brother Dao, three days later, please come with me, these two yellow skins must be slaughtered!" ”

The three dogs all remember the smell of yellow skin, and no matter how powerful the spell is, they can't hide it.

Uncle Nine hurriedly said: "The two of us went to look for it, and we killed it, and there will be endless troubles behind." ”

"Fellow Daoist, listen to my persuasion, wait for this matter first, I will contact Senior Brother Maoshan to see if I can invite that Mrs. Hu San down, that person is still good to speak."

(The Hu family is the head of the five immortals in the Northeast and is in charge of these five immortals.) ）

"Without her order, the yellow skin is endless, and we can't kill it even if we kill it!"

"Moreover, the five immortals in the Northeast are in one go, and there are many masters in it, and we can't compete at all."

Wan Yu shook his head: "I don't care, Brother Dao knows, I am a martial artist, I can't breathe out of my heart, and I won't make an inch of cultivation in the future!" ”

"Revenge and revenge is the character of my martial artist, and the way of the earth immortal branch will not go far."

"Besides, I didn't want Brother Dao to do it, but to give me a testimony that there were Maoshan disciples present."

"Even if there is trouble in the future, we can confront each other in court!"

Uncle Nine calmed his head, his thoughts flowed for a long time, and finally he sighed: "That's it, I'll go with you!" ”

"Then tomorrow, tomorrow I will come to find Brother Dao, those two yellow skins didn't run far."

"Good!"

Back at home, Wan Yu had just finished cooking for the three dogs, when suddenly the courtyard door banged.

The left eye instantly turned black, and there was a faint demonic aura outside, but with three points of clarity.

Crunch.

"Ahem, fellow Daoist, I am Huang Qiye's disciple, you can call me Huayuntang."

In the eye, a man with a withered face and neatly combed hair was not very old, but this body looked worse than that of an eighty-year-old man.

"Come in."

With a calm face, Wan Yu looked at this Huayun Hall: "Tell me, who is Huang Qiye?" ”

Hua Yuntang was also very calm, coughing constantly.

"Last night, one of the two great immortals was the Seventh Master."

"Hehe, it turned out to be those two beasts!"

His eyes were cold, and Wan Yu said in a solemn tone: "Seeing that you are a human race, I won't embarrass you, tell the location of those two beasts, and I will spare your life!" ”

"Hah...... Ahem......"

Hua Yuntang seemed to hear the joke, and his face turned red.

Sen Ran looked at Wan Yu with three points of evil spirit: "Boy, it was the Seventh Master who asked me to come here to find you today and discuss the matter of the Fourteenth Master." ”

"It seems that you don't know how powerful my Northeast Five Immortals are, and you want to try it?"

Wan Yu suddenly laughed, laughing extremely arrogantly, laughing eeriely and terrifyingly.

With a big mouth, he showed forty snow-white teeth, staring at Hua Yuntang solemnly: "Hey, old thing, do you know what Dao Ye likes the most?" ”

As he spoke, Wan Yu raised his hand and suddenly cracked down, exploding in the air, like a drought thunder falling.

Rumble!

I saw Hua Yuntang screaming, his head was slapped directly into his chest, and his eyes were wide.

"Poor Dao likes to kill people and set fires the most!"

Standing up, Wan Yu kicked down the fish pond.

"Huang Qiye, hehe, wait, I'll take your life......"

(End of chapter)