Li naturally had to admit that the appearance of this surnamed Fu was indeed okay. Feng Shen is handsome, much stronger than his demonic master.

However, this method is somewhat inferior, and he directly shoots, regardless of the life or death of others. If it weren't for Pusu blocking this, if he hurt the little aunt, he would definitely be distressed.

As for the flowers and plants, they can't be hurt, there are only snowflakes here.

"The young sword master of the Sword Pavilion is indiscriminate, and he wantonly attacks him. Don't talk about decency, you go and ask the Young Sect Master of the Jade Monarch over there, if they don't accept someone like you. ”

Li naturally stood behind Pusu with a look of disdain, and began his best verbal attack. This kid is not a few years older than himself, and his cultivation is almost enlightened. I don't know the degree of madness that has the skill of his master.

Fu Qinghuan stood opposite with a few disciples of the Sword Pavilion, he looked at the little Taoist priest who spoke with a cold face, and his brows furrowed.

"Li Nature?"

"It's your master."

When the main owner appeared, Fu Qinghuan was not afraid that he would run under his nose, and looked at Pusu who was blocking his attack

"I don't know what your identity is, and what it has to do with this Li Nature. I am Fu Qinghuan of the Sword Pavilion, he stole the treasure of the sect, I will arrest him and hand him over to the elders to deal with, don't make a mistake for yourself. ”

These few words seem to be polite, but the actual warning is very heavy, telling Pusu that this muddy water is not so easy to flow.

Pu Su sneered, put away the wine jug in his hand, stood with his chest crossed, and mocked Fu Qinghuan: "I have heard for a long time that this Sword Pavilion is crisscrossing the Langdang Mountain, and there is no taboo. The prestige has spread to Zhongzhou, and when I see it today, it really lives up to its name! ”

After saying that, the big gourd path behind him flew up and floated above his head, and a water-blue rune appeared around his body.

"Zhongzhou, Tiandu Mansion Qi Refiner, Pusu. I have heard for a long time that the young sword master is in the younger generation, both in swordsmanship and cultivation, and he wants to be taught and taught today. ”

After Pusu finished speaking, the surrounding monks all looked at Fu Qinghuan. A look on his face that was watching a good show.

"A few days ago, I looked at the Immortal Pavilion True Xuan List, and the Young Sword Master ranked seventh. That dragon is in the tenth place. ”

"Although there is a few places behind, the gap is not big, and Pu Zhenren is from Tiandu Mansion. Others are afraid of the Sword Pavilion, but he is not afraid. ”

"Yes, yes, I don't know if there will be anyone from the Zhao family to open the market, I will press the real person. I think the Qi Refiner has a affinity with the Five Elements, and he has a better chance of winning in this snowy mountain. ”

"I believe you are a ghost, Sui Maolin, who doesn't know the killing power of sword cultivation, and you are still fooling here. You have to agitate everyone again, and then buy Fu Qinghuan yourself, right? You've used too much of this trick, and you don't know how to change it. ”

Li naturally listened to the many melon-eating monks who had "lived" again, and instigated Zhao Fatzi, who was hiding far away: "I said abacus, don't you open a plate?" ”

Zhao Jinyan swore that the thing he hated the most was Li Nature's mouth, and what he hated more than the most was that he gave himself a nickname.

The little girl who comforted Aunt Cheng Lu also waved her fist and shouted: "Uncle killed this guy, the tent of other people's houses was broken, and Sister Cheng Lu was cold." ”

Li naturally felt that she was not telling the truth, this girl should be distressed and destroyed the stove. I can't eat barbecue.

“**”

At this moment, a thin monk known as Sui Maolin burst into foul language at the small flag in his hand. Then he quickly covered his mouth, trying to put away the unknown magic weapon, but it was too late.

"I saw it! The Vientiane flag shows the true Xuan list, and Pu Zhenren jumped to the third. Only after Daoist Gu Shufan and Princess Zhaoyang! The reason is that Pu Zhenren broke through to the late stage of Zhenxuan, and at the same time leveled the barrier of the gods! ”

A quick-eyed monk read out what he saw. A look of disbelief

Except for Sui Maolin, who looked at this quick-mouthed one with an angry and remorseful face, the others looked at Pusu with a look of admiration.

Even Princess Zhaoyang, who didn't want to be disturbed and was far away from the gate of the cave, and Gu Shufan, the eldest brother on the list, were attracted to the eye and looked at Pusu seriously.

At this time, Li was naturally even more stunned, dragged Zhao Fatzi, and shouted at everyone: "Come on, come on, the Zhao family will open the market, and the one who bets on the sword will win, one to three." Bet bet bet bet on. ”

The crowd gathered around and waited for his next step. Seeing that the Taoist priest just made a bet for a long time, he couldn't help but be puzzled.

"What are the odds of winning in real betting?" The Monk asked, who had just read the message.

"My family is sure to win, use you to bet."

Li naturally said as a matter of course. These people are really, how can they do that loss-making business, and he is not stupid.

Depend on! Everyone was speechless for a while, and they naturally scolded Li well. This Taoist priest is too shameless, and there is no risk to earn spirit stones, right? What Zhao family's opening is estimated to be a lie.

If he hadn't seen the majesty of You Mansion that day, most of them would not have been able to beat him, and it is estimated that someone would have done it a long time ago.

Zhao Jinyan was pulled by Li Nature, and his fat hands covered his face. He really can't afford to lose this person, he really didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, and he was unladylike when he met someone!

"Huh? Don't go, everyone. Don't you press a hand?"

Here, Li was naturally still trying to save the monks who had dispersed in a hurry, but Fu Qinghuan's face was already sinking like water.

At this time, he actually had emotions that he shouldn't have, cowardice!

Pu Su jumped to the True Xuan Bang Tanhua, he didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, even in the face of Gu Shufan, he would not have the slightest fear. However, after leveling the sentence of the Divine Pass, the ordinary monk did not understand the difference, but he had heard what Master Xiang Tai'a said.

Go and stay!

At the moment when the fear in his heart was about to spread, Fu Qinghuan moved. Li Nature, Mai Sword Technique, it doesn't matter at this moment. What he wants is to work with Pusu, no matter whether he wins or loses, otherwise, he will become a demon in his heart for the rest of his life.

His sword was called Hotaru, a very light-sounding name. But the meaning of the representation is fast, incomparably fast.

The wind and snow were like a curtain, and a hole was opened in the middle, and the tip of the slender sword pointed straight at the center of Pusu's eyebrows.

The most unique advantage of a Qi Refiner is that he can cultivate the Qi of the Five Elements and turn it into his own use. Water and fire are decided, and the way of Pusu cultivation is self-evident.

"The long river comes from the sky!" With the wave of Pusu's palm, the rolling river water spilled down from the sky out of thin air, rushing towards Fu Qinghuan with stormy waves, and instantly submerged the other party.

But Pusu didn't stop, if it was so easy to solve, it wouldn't be a young sword master.

With the force under his feet, he stepped back sharply, and at the same time pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the water-blue runes that had just glittered on the gourd suddenly disappeared, and then the orange-red runes that danced like fire lit up one after another.

Sure enough, before he could take a breath, the waves of the river suddenly exploded as if they had hit an incomparably majestic reef. It shattered into a splash of water. And Fu Qinghuan held the flowing firefly in his hand, pulled out a sword light like a practice, and shot it at the other party.

His body and sword turned into a straight line, merging into one, and his speed was more than twice as fast as Pusu's retreat. Everywhere they went, the snowflakes melted into water droplets, which then turned into puffs of smoke. And the tip of the sword brought a scream of air, and the light gradually glowed under the friction.

That's how the fireflies got their name.

This move is a little difficult for the eyes of the spectators to catch. But Li naturally saw it clearly, he saw Pu Su's cheeks bulging, just at the moment when Fu Qinghuan was just three feet closer. Suddenly a fiery dragon erupted from its mouth.

The fire dragon was like a substance, with all its beards and hair, its five claws were sharp, and it opened its big mouth to bite Fu Qinghuan who was attacking.

The sharpness of the fireflies is unstoppable, and the scorching heat of the fire dragon is also unstoppable. In an instant, they collided.

The violent impact that everyone expected did not happen, and the two continued to consume each other's aura and might, and confronted each other in the air.

Fu Qinghuan was in a white shirt, holding a flowing firefly with a clear light, and Fu Qinghuan, who controlled the fire dragon and looked like a Yanjun, had a strong contrast.

Li naturally kept his eyes on the battle, and kept deducing in his heart.

This Fu Qinghuan's attack was too fast, even if he could see it clearly, he would definitely not be as safe as Pusu when he parried. It can be seen that Pu Zhenren is not like him, he is very experienced in watching battles, and Pu Zhenren is a practical person.

Li naturally realized for the first time that Pusu met him that day, but he just didn't want to fight for his life. His own caution seems a little ridiculous now.

If he comes to face Fu Qinghuan, there is only one way.

Burst seeds, broken jade.

Li naturally has a headache, let's say strong, he Li Zhenren is really not weaker than these contemporary first-line masters. Especially with the blessing of mutation exercises, it has super endurance.

But he had a very embarrassing point, when he met an ordinary monk, he relied on his profound Xuan Qi to reduce ten guilds with one force.

But if you encounter someone who is equal, you can only fight hard. Because it is about the same level as his cultivation, those bells and whistles are definitely not what he can follow. You can only decide the winner with one move directly.

These two polarizations are unavoidable, looking at the perfect play of water and fire, and the bells and whistles, Li naturally learned from the pain.

When the troubles are cleared, he will hide them under a different name. After the channeling, learn dozens of attacking techniques, and then go to the Sword Pavilion.

He thought about it, and the two people facing each other had changed at this time.

Fu Qinghuan's handsome face gradually became hideous, this Li is naturally very familiar with it, and he is going to show his housekeeping skills!

Li was about to open his mouth to remind, but Pusu reacted faster, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the big gourd above his head. The right arm was wrapped around and resisted on the shoulder. The left hand was between the eyebrows, and his eyes were like fire, and he let out a loud shout.

"Finishing touch!"

"Aang!" In an instant, there was a high-pitched dragon roar, and then two golden rays of light streaked across the sky.

The body of the giant dragon turned into flames suddenly swelled to dozens of zhang, and a pair of dragon eyes were as dazzling as the scorching sun, and the fire gushing around them was faintly about to melt the blizzard.

Fu Qinghuan landed on the ground with both feet, holding the sword in his right hand and his left hand against the end of the hilt. Seeing this posture, Li naturally instantly recalled that Tai'a's sword move.

"Shoot!"

As soon as he had a thought, Fu Qinghuan's sword was already like a long rainbow piercing the sun, shooting towards the fire dragon with cold, extreme cold, and killing intent.

"Bang"

One red and one white collided in the air, erupting with astonishing light and loud noises. The purity unfolded. Resisting the aftermath of the impact.

Fu Qinghuan stepped lightly on the soles of his feet, took a few steps back as if he was strolling in a leisurely manner, and stood with his sword after avoiding the aftermath.

"That young sword master was defeated, but the killing power of the sword cultivator is really extraordinary."

I don't know when Gu Shufan, who had already come to Princess Zhaoyang's side, said softly, most of the other monks did not have enough vision, and only the beauties around him could be with him.

"One is less than seventy percent of the opponent's strength, but it can be a draw, and the whole body retreats, this sword cultivation is indeed invincible in the same realm."

Zhaoyang also had a hint of amazement, if he was himself, he might not be able to handle it well with Fu Qinghuan, it seems that the gap between these people in front of this Zhenxuan List is not big.

"Dare to ask the princess, what do you think if it is a fight for your life?" Gu Shufan looked sideways slightly.

For a while, I felt that in fact, the cultivator's long-cherished wish was only to live forever, and it should not be true.

Princess Zhaoyang's water-clear eyes narrowed slightly. Fu Qinghuan, who was staring at Fu Qinghuan, whose right hand trembled slightly, was about to speak, when he suddenly looked at a figure behind Pusu. The expression of the hippie smile instantly made her breath suffocate.

Gu Shufan was a little strange, he swallowed what he was going to say suddenly, and his breathing was messed up, what happened?

"The little woman is clumsy, and she asks the Taoist chief to solve her doubts."

"Poor Dao thinks that it may be that Pusu has a bigger chance of winning, but it is not more than half a percent, at most four and a half to five and a half."

Gu Shufan's conjecture was not much different from what she thought, Zhaoyang felt that such a similar fight was very dangerous, and the monk was physically weak, so he couldn't use his body to resist the attack of his own realm. Even she will lose all the games if she is not careful.

However, she stared at the thief fiercely again, and thought silently in her heart.

"If it is replaced by him, between life and death, then Fu Qinghuan is afraid that he will be planted."