Hou Shaozong suddenly sat on the top of the green bamboo, put the bamboo sword in his hand on his knees, and flicked the bamboo sword body with his fingers, and let out a soft groan, like mountains and flowing water, ding dong ding dong...

"Senior Brother Xiaobai, do you want to practice swords?" Mu Yao suddenly asked.

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment and said, "What am I doing practicing that thing?" ”

"You will like it, after watching those city gods and demon hunts, you have to see the real monk fighting methods, catch and fight, and then you will understand, what is the real freedom in this world, you are still too young, you should not understand it for the time being." Mu Yao said inexplicably, then showed a bright smile, and said: "Actually, your Confucian supernatural powers are more pleasing to the eye, for example, my father's painting is in the middle of the artistic conception, tsk, that is really chic, he can actually trick more and more women into giving birth to babies for him, but he just loves my mother's demon, and he is also a stupid x thing." ”

"What's the matter, now that you admit that Egret is your father?" Jiang Xiaobai said.

"I've been his mother for so long, and I always have to let him be a father once, right, in fact, my happiest days are when the white-haired people lie in front of the two peach trees at the gate of Xiao Changhe in Immortal Town, scolding him while watching him mend the sword intent of the world."

"You don't know, when the peach tree bears fruit, when my father completes the word "sword" in the three classics of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the whole world, when the sword is full of energy, when my white hair turns into green silk, it is like rejuvenation, like a female sword fairy, and the sword travels thousands of miles..."

"At that time, I realized that I was born between the vast world and the world, and I should learn more, the Taoist magic in this world, at least, can protect the people I want to protect, and that's it." Mu Yao suddenly sighed and said, "So, Uncle Xiaobai, you should also learn it, learn swords, learn boxing, learn supernatural powers, academic methods, anyway, if it is useful, you must learn it." ”

Jiang Xiaobai's heart trembled inexplicably, as if he understood something, he was about to speak, but Mu Yao turned her head to look at Li Furong and said, "For example, if you like her, when you have the ability, you can protect her, understand?" ”

"Also, if you see my dad one day, you tell him that I called him "daddy", and I don't regret it. Mu Yao suddenly stood up.

Mu Yao talked a lot, but listening to Jiang Xiaobai's ears, it was like explaining the aftermath.

She suddenly raised her hand and pushed Jiang Xiaobai into the bamboo sea with a gentle push.

Suddenly pushed by Mu Yao, Jiang Xiaobai only felt a huge force shock, and his body broke countless green bamboos, and after stopping, his chest was sweet, and he actually spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He used Confucianism to "shrink the ground into inches", but he felt that in this green bamboo forest, these green bamboos seemed to be alive, and they trapped him.

At this moment, how could Jiang Xiaobai not understand?

With the entire green bamboo as a array, the purpose is to kill Tianji Pavilion Mobai.

"Mu Yao, let me tell you, that toad, you can kill it, but Li Furong is my daughter-in-law, if you kill her, I will definitely hang you up and beat you for three days and three nights, first x and then kill, and then x and then again..."Jiang Xiaobai shouted loudly in the bamboo forest.

There was no answer.

On the bamboo sea, Hou Shaozong is still playing the bamboo sword with his fingers, the bamboo sword is rippling, the wind is blowing, the wind is blowing on this bamboo sea, and the bamboo waves rise and fall in rows, which is beautiful.

A monk came on a wave.

He stepped on the bamboo waves at every step, wearing a black monk's robe under the moonlight, with nine ring scars on his head, but he was not very old, his eyes were bright, and he stepped on the bamboo waves, but he had a wanton ocean, and he had a freehand artistic conception of dust.

"Hanshan Temple is dustless, the common name is Zhao Xiaohu, the mayor of the town gave me a name, called Zhao... Zhao is something, I don't use it often, I forgot it. Zhao Xiaohu first said to Mo Bai, and then looked at Mu Yao when he said his name.

This monk is the barefoot monk in front of the east coast when the dragon enters the sea, and the woman in red, Mu Yao, is the woman who asked the monks to eat, drink and eat meat in the Hanshan Temple at that time.

"Zhao Gou..."Mu Yao glared at Zhao Xiaohu and said, "Zhao Xiaohu, have you come to the Luohan Jin realm, and even my name has to be forgotten?" ”

Zhao Xiaohu scratched his head a little honestly and said, "This shouldn't be." ”

Mo Bai looked at the three of them, feeling the gentle wind blowing on his face, warm and comfortable.

"Is it a layout attack specifically for me, or is it just thinking about not slaughtering or slaughtering when you see it on the way?" Mo Bai asked directly.

"Don't think of yourself as very important, think highly of yourself, you are not worthy, killing you is a temporary intention, of course, if this woman does not know whether to live or die and wants to intervene, then killing her is a convenient thing, and then there is the scholar who is isolated from the formation, if he happens to break out of the formation, then his life is not good." Hou Shaozong opened his mouth lightly.

Mo Bai suddenly took a step back, already in a state of full alert, and did not look back, but said to Li Furong in a resolute tone: "You go, take that kid away, we will only lose one life and earn it." ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to die together." Li Furong said this, took two steps in the air, and the sword was already in her hand.

"I have a way to get out, what head do you send?" Mo Bai snorted coldly, obviously he also had a big head, this thing with long hair and short knowledge.

"Hey, little girl, didn't you say yes heads-up? You can't help but talk about Wu Deha! Li Furong said to Mu Yao.

"It's heads-up, the three of us singled him out, is there a problem?" Mu Yao grinned.

"I'm actually not good at catching and fighting, but I just learned a little bit of sword intent from Lao Zhu's shopkeeper, so let's call you two catties!" Hou Shaozong suddenly stood up.

The action of flicking the sword came to an abrupt end.

A sea of bamboo bent down at this moment, and bounced up again.

The bamboo sword in his hand was gently swung out, and at first he saw only a ripple, and after this ripple rippled away, it turned into thousands of ripples, and hundreds of green bamboos in a radius were all broken in an instant.

A sword breaks through a hundred bamboos.

This sword "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", and take the sword! Hou Shaozong let out a low snort, his hands moved horizontally, and all the bamboo waves on the bamboo sea bent over.

If the broken bamboo is spiritual, it turns into hundreds of bamboo swords, densely flying into the sky, hovering around Hou Shaozong, ready to go.

"Go..."

Hou Shaozong scolded lightly, and thousands of bamboo swords flew out densely, covering the sky and the moon, the world seemed to be at this moment, it was black, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

It's really like a fairy flying out of the sky.

Mo Bai crossed the sword in his chest, flicked his fingers, and suddenly the sword light scattered, as if to dispel the haze, so that the world could see the light again.

However, it was only to block four or five hundred swords, and another four or five hundred swords were swept away when they encountered the reef, which actually distorted the space.

Just a moment.

Very briefly.

But it was just this short moment, Li Furong, who was watching from the sidelines, retreated ten feet away, a mouthful of blood choked in her throat, and her heart surged.

Damn, I can't beat it, it's not at the same level!

Li Furong immediately sat cross-legged on top of the bamboo forest and forcibly suppressed the blood in her throat.

Mo Bai didn't care about anything else, and after blocking the four or five hundred swords, his whole body suddenly rushed out, and he was dressed in white in the moonlight, which looked a little desolate inexplicably.

Hou Shaozong took out his sword again, and countless bamboo swords appeared behind him again, shooting away.

Mo Bai blocked with a horizontal sword, or cut off the bamboo sword, or stepped on the bamboo sword in a row, this piece of heaven and earth is full of countless sword shadows, such as thousands of locusts crossing the border.

In the sea of bamboo, Jiang Xiaobai was trapped in the formation, but with such a fierce fighting method, he naturally saw that the sky was full of sword shadows and the spectacular scene of countless bamboo swords flying, which also made him feel a little inexplicably excited and yearning.

"This is the fighting method of the monks on the mountain? It's fucking exciting. Jiang Xiaobai sighed to himself, in just an instant, the sword shadow in the sky quickly dissipated, and one-fifth of the bamboo sea here was razed to the ground.

Hou Shaozong handed out one sword after another, one sword was faster than the other, but in the blink of an eye, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds, and the sword aura in this place was confused, and the shadow was sufficient.

Mo Bai only defended and did not attack, moving up and down, or jumping into the void, or descending between the bamboo forests, or stepping on the bamboo waves, every time he avoided the sword momentum handed by Hou Shaozong.

Zhuhai has long been in shambles.

Or there are neat green bamboos that are cut off by the roots, or there are green bamboos that are split obliquely from half of the waist, leaving sharp bamboo thorns like the tip of a sword, or horizontal and vertical, or lying like stacks.

Mo Bai still only defended and did not attack, and finally, Hou Shaozong's sword momentum slowed down slightly, and Mo Bai had already retreated to the bamboo forest.

Ventilation.

Handed over so many swords in one go, Hou Shaozong chose to ventilate when Mo Bai was forced to retreat far enough.

It's just, who is Mobai?

The chief disciple of Tianji Pavilion had an excellent grasp of the fleeting fighter plane, and at the moment when Hou Shaozong was ventilating, Mo Bai had already shot out like an arrow from the string.

The whole person came to Hou Shaozong's face in just a moment, the sword in his hand was handed out, and a sword pierced into Hou Shaozong's chest, dripping with blood.

Mo Bai did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and when he hit with a blow, he did not love to fight and fled away.

It's just that at the moment when he just retreated, he felt a cold killing intent coming from his back, and he didn't have a chance to turn around at all, and an oil-paper umbrella went straight through his chest from Mo Bai's back.

This is not over, when the oil-paper umbrella passed through his chest, it was twisted in his chest fiercely, until most of Mobai's chest was empty, and suddenly his intestines, liver, stomach and lungs were faintly visible.

It can be described as brutal.

The person who made the shot was Mu Yao, who had a harmless face from humans and animals.

Mu Yao hit with a blow, but she didn't retreat, I saw her hand holding the handle of the umbrella, and pulled it suddenly, this ordinary oil-paper umbrella grew a barb, only to hear a click, and the sound of broken ribs sounded.

But seeing Mo Bai, the ribs in the front chest were hooked off by barbs and separated from the chest cavity.

The pain was so intense that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He suddenly turned around and slapped a palm towards Mu Yao.

I only heard a "bang".

Mu Yao was hit and flew out directly.

It's just that Mo Bai's back was left to Hou Shaozong, who was hit by a sword, Hou Shaozong didn't care about Mu Yao who flew out, but took a step forward again, and the bamboo sword was handed out again, which could be grazed by Mo Bai's side.