Da Da Da ......

Gentle steps, step by step, like a calm tide, engulfing the entire street without hurrying or slow.

After a while, a low wall, just over half a man high, was right in front of them.

With his advanced cultivation, he could see at a glance that in that empty courtyard, there was an old man who was concentrating on stir-frying a mouthful of soup with white smoke.

I don't know how many years this soup has been boiling, and the aroma is overflowing, making people salivate, and I can't wait to turn into a foodie and feast on it.

Jiang Fengwu stood far away outside the city wall, looked around, his eyes flashed, and then said, "You can find someone to ask for directions!" ”

Hearing this, the green-clothed old man on the side nodded slightly, and immediately pointed to an elderly cultivator with a lower cultivation: "It's you!" Find a direction! ”

Where did the loose cultivator who was ordered by him dare to refuse, he hurriedly stepped forward, first used a magic trick, through the wall, and tried it on the old man, to make sure that he did not have anything unusual, then he breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly: "Senior, can you say a few words to me?" ”

Hearing the voice, the old man raised his head, and at this time, everyone saw his one eye, but his one eye was pitch black, and it looked very strange.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he looked around and muttered, "What did I hear?" ”

The man looked at the old man, blind, blind, and immediately stepped out, leaped forward, and jumped beside the old man.

At this time, the old man was holding a huge spoon, stirring constantly.

The old monk looked at the man, and then at the big ding, the old man was obviously an old man, and he didn't understand that it was so late, everyone else was sleeping, and the old man was still cooking soup here. This cauldron, the bones and flesh in it are bubbling, obviously boiling something, but this cauldron seems to be enough to stuff the whole person into it.

As soon as he thought of this, he himself was a little dazed, how could he suddenly come up with such an idea?

He settled down, immediately walked to the old man's side, and whispered in the old man's ear: "Senior, do you know how to go out of the city?" ”

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, the casual cultivator's mouth opened wide.

The loose cultivator didn't seem to notice, but half of his face, with a trace of blood, said to himself: "Road? ”

Subsequently, his tongue, nose, ears, eyes...... The flesh on top of his head all fell into a mouthful of soup in front of him!

Lao Su held a big spoon and stirred it vigorously, and then he reacted: "Spend the night?"

"Yes, yes!" Lin Feng hurriedly said.

"The residence is in front, in front of which is a separate courtyard, there is a feng shui tree to the southeast, and there are quite a few empty rooms."

"Xiao Anniang is a superb cook, and she is also famous in our town for being virtuous and virtuous."

As his words fell, the old man's head was left with only a skeleton, without any flesh and blood.

Hearing the old man's words, he immediately bowed his head, "Thank you, senior." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Jiang Fengwu, and shouted loudly: "Xiao An's house, just southeast of the front yard, there is a big tree there, we can stay for one night!" ”

Jiang Fengwu nodded immediately, revealing a look of relief.

When they asked how to leave Whitegrass Town, the old man only said one question, and that was where to live.

In the face of this strange scene, everyone in the audience did not feel that there was anything wrong.

"Let's go!" Jiang Fengwu hurriedly said.

Therefore, the monks present also followed Xu Que and moved forward together.

And the old man, who only had one skeleton left, stayed with the old man and cooked soup with him.

It was a bad alley.

Ayong's house has been reduced to rubble.

The smoke and dust in the sky gradually subsided.

On the moss-covered rocky path, a ghost sedan chair floated in mid-air, carried by four sedan chair drivers, their eyes cold and exuding a chill.

In the sedan chair, the end of the sedan chair has fallen into a deep sleep.

Zhan Wuji, standing in front of the ghost, up and down, scarred, full of holes, and scars.

A young boy of six or seven years old was pierced in the chest by a long red sword, nailing him to the wall.

The little boy's clothes were intact, and the only scar on his body was this one. Even though his body was pierced by the sword qi and the whole person was hung on the wall, his face was still a lofty posture, without the slightest panic.

Zhan Wuji took a step and walked towards the boy.

To this day, his body is still being devoured.

Crackling, crackling, crackling......

There was a crunching sound that resounded all over him.

At the same time, the flesh and blood on his body that had been bitten by insects also healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that its healing is not devoured as fast.

Until this moment, Ye Xiao still didn't understand where these bites came from......

At this moment, the boy's voice was a little cold, but also a little majestic:

Da, da...... Click.

Zhan Wuji had already come to the little boy's side, he stopped, raised his right arm, and a pure and domineering sword qi gathered in his palm, like a sharp and incomparable blade!

In this way, he only needs a sword to kill his enemies!

However, it's just too easy!

This trace of soul is equivalent to the realm of his Harmony back then.

But this "adversary" in front of him has the same powerful power as himself, and it stands to reason that it is impossible to be so weak!

At the beginning, in the blessed land of the word "curse", in front of that gate, that person's strength had not yet reached this point.

Judging from the tone of the other party's speech, at least it is also a great power above the tribulation!

And, even if he knows he's not an opponent, why not throw in the towel from him?

Do you dare to argue with him?

Why don't you take the three of them as a condition and get a chance to enter the immortal path from him?

Zhan Wuji quickly put the doubts in his mind behind him, and the top priority was to kill this person!

No matter what hole cards the "reverse" has, under his power, it is all in vain!

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji slashed out with a sword, the sword qi roared, and the sky was full of blood-red light, like a stormy wave, causing the wind and clouds to change color, cold rain, and unpredictable.

Bang!

With a flash of the sword, the boy's body was split in two.

The remnants of that sword light did not stop, directly piercing through the ruins and broken walls behind him, and where the sword light passed, Baicao Town was divided into two!

Thundered......

Amid the countless crashes, the dust flew.

But before Zhan Wuji could react, he found himself lying on the ground, his body split in two. Cui Wei's knife intent is like a giant mouth full of sharp teeth, corroding the muscles and bones in Li Tianlan's body all the time.

Between his two bodies, there was a sword!