The two of them are not talking about being enemies in this lingering and sympathetic show, and even the little master on the top of the tree has goosebumps when he sees it.

At this moment, as far as the eye could see, the young man below suddenly raised his head, just in time to meet Qingyun's eyes!

"What's going on?"

The pupil shrank suddenly, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in the master's heart.

"What is this force?!"

It's a pity that he can't help but think about it, the Yuanhua Realm monk looked up at the young man's gaze, and suddenly snorted coldly!

This person was also very decisive, and without saying a word, he directly threw out a sword, but the target was not Qingyun's body, but the branches under his feet.

"It's pretty cautious. ”

The formless and qualitative evil qi around his body began to swirl, but an indifferent smile appeared on the face of the young master.

Before the branches broke in response, the fluttering green clouds had already jumped down, and coincidentally inserted in the middle of the confrontation between the two parties.

"Master!"

When the monk of the Yuanhua Realm saw the comer, his originally thin and long eyes almost narrowed into a line, and he let out a low cry, and then immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

His attitude is not respectful, but it is definitely very polite, which is completely different from the previous cold snort:

"In the Chang family of Xia Baizhen City, Chang Linbai, I have seen this Taoist friend. ”

The Yuanhua Realm monk named Chang Linbai was not tall, about a head shorter than the young master, and his appearance also looked a little roe-headed rat, similar to the shadowless sword Chen Xing that Qingyun had seen in the Thirty-Three Realms, and they all belonged to the appearance of a person like a yin owl.

And he, like several Hundred Veins Realm disciples under his leadership, was all dressed in a gray-brown robe, and everyone was holding a sword, which was very difficult to provoke.

"Hundred Treasures City. ”

Qingyun silently muttered these two words in his mouth.

Baizhen City is a small city in the north of Qianzhong City, the scale is slightly larger than Qianzhong City but slightly smaller than Qiyuan City, he had seen this small city from afar in the sky when he flew with Yao Mengxun and Lei Jiang Yufeng.

"It is said that Baizhen City is one of the few rich places around, and its actual controller is a family surnamed Yilong, the Chang family has never heard of it, but if you want to use the Chang family to scare me, it is too whimsical. ”

Thinking quickly in his heart, Qingyun also hugged his fists and saluted.

The other party is polite, and the master will not lose his manners, although it is very likely that they will face each other immediately.

"Qingyun has seen Daoyou. ”

He also did not say a word about his hidden observance, and made the first temptation.

Chang Linbai saw that Qingyun was simply returning the salute, and he didn't mention the matter of watching and didn't let go, he couldn't help frowning, although he had a guess in his heart, he still said bluntly:

"Fellow Daoist is polite, please move, I'm going to catch those two thieves. ”

Hearing this, Qingyun fell silent, and at this time, the woman behind the young man seemed to see a needle, and hurriedly shouted:

"This fellow Daoist, I am the dragon light flute of the Long family in Baizhen City, and Chang Lin Bai is a thief, he relies on the cultivation of the Yuanhua Realm, and wants to rob our property!"

Hearing this, Qingyun glanced behind her, and the female cultivator named Long Qingdi was stunned for a moment after seeing the appearance of the person who came, and then continued to shout with a red face:

"Shaoxia, if you are willing to help me get out of trouble, my ancestor of the Long family will..."

However, the next big piece of pancake master was not interested in listening, and turned his head coldly despite the woman's voice of pity and temptation.

He was very displeased with the young dragon flute, but he also forgot that Xiao Luoyi's methods were thousands of times more vicious than this woman.

Similarly, Chang Linbai also squinted and smiled, and quipped:

"Hehe, Daoyou's cultivation and appearance are very inconsistent!"

Qingyun was stunned when he heard this, and then spread his hands dumbly, and his face, which he wanted to be stiff, also drooped:

"Fellow Daoist, let's open the skylight and speak brightly. ”

"Good!"

Although Chang Linbai has thief eyebrows and mouse eyes, and his stature is a little short, his temperament is straightforward and tight.

"I fell in love with what was in the arms of the dragon flute. ”

"No! that's my usual thing!"

Chang Linbai flatly refused, in fact, he already knew it in his heart.

"Can it be exchanged?"

Qingyun does not give up.

"No way!"

The other party's words were loud and categorical.

Looking at the two of them as if they were bargaining, they simply regarded themselves as fish on the chopping board, and Long Qingdi's heart sank to the bottom.

However, her beautiful eyes blinked, and after a flash of light in her eyes that was difficult for others to detect, she whispered a few words in her ear to the young man she called Brother Crane.

And before she finished speaking, the faint eyebrows on the young man's face suddenly wrinkled into inverted figures.

The master's five senses are so keen, his ears shrugged slightly, and he raised his hand lightly with a sneer.

This move suddenly made Chang Linbai's footsteps move back, and at the same time, the long sword was raised, as if facing a great enemy.

Because he knew very well in his heart that the young man might not look as old as the weak crown, and he would be younger than the black-faced Hundred Veins Realm kid, but if he really started to do it, he would definitely be a vicious tiger who only eats people and doesn't spit out bones!

"This son seems to only have the cultivation of the first and second layers of the Yuanhua Realm, and he is still some distance away from me, but whether it is the technique of gathering qi or his deliberately hidden coercion, there must be countless blood debts under his hands!"

I have to say that Chang Linbai's eyes are still very vicious, just when he was waiting for the battle, thinking that a fierce battle was about to be ushered in, he saw Qingyun's palm flickering, and a red light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye suddenly disappeared in his eyes.

And the next moment, a scene that shocked him happened!

With less than half a breath, no, maybe no half breath, Chang Linbai was dumbfounded to find that the thin hair, but gorgeous and gorgeous red spirit blade, was silently fixed in front of Long Qingdi's eyebrows.

An inch back is life, and an inch is death!

"I don't like people plotting against me behind my back, and people who calculate me usually die miserably. ”

Turning his head and smiling, the teeth that were originally as white as jade reminded Long Qingdi of the legend that the alien beasts that feed on humans in the Thirty-Three Realms are like falling into the abyss.

"No... It's not..."

It was only at this time that the black-faced young man reacted, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect the frightened Long Qingdi and retreated.

But to Qingyun's surprise, the young man did not leave directly with the dragon flute, but only a few feet away from Luo Yun's sword, and stopped after ensuring the safety of the beauty.

"It's not all stupid. ”

After secretly teasing him in his heart, the young master turned his head to look at Chang Linbai again.

"Friendly means!"

At this time, Chang Linbai's eyes had already narrowed into a line, and after swallowing his saliva heavily, he sighed in a deep voice.

"False praise. ”

With the same slight smile, Qingyun also arched his hand.

Yes, it's a shock!

Luo Yun's sword mangs once again returned to the palm of his master happily at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, like a swimming fish, and Chang Linbai's heart was even more furious when he saw it.

"I don't know how this young man cultivated such a shocking spirit blade, this speed is afraid that it is a monk in the late stage of the Yuanhua Realm, no, I am afraid that the cultivator of the Condensing Realm cannot be surpassed, right?"

Chang Lin Bai secretly said that he didn't have any confidence that he would be able to open his body protection spirit shield before the spirit blade sealed his throat with a sword.

However, he didn't know that the Luoyun Sword Mang, which was born from the Nine Songs Sword Sutra, had a limited background, and at present, it only had the advantage of being fast, and its power was extremely unsatisfactory.

Thinking that the old stone even asserted that this sword would collapse if it couldn't block his few blows, Qingyun took it out now, it was purely bluffing.

As for Chang Linbai's worry, it is not impossible to seal his throat with a sword, but when he cultivates to Yuanhua, he is more or less not a chick who has never seen blood, and he will hold his breath and deal with it calmly, and what he has not seen will definitely be killed by the master in seconds.

"Fellow Daoists, do you really want to be the enemy of my Chang family?"

Chang Linbai's words are quite a bit of a strong and inward-looking, but in this way, it also seems to be strong on the outside and dry in the middle.

"I have to have that green spirit fruit. ”

Qingyun also did not back down.

It turned out that the thing in the arms of the dragon light flute was actually a rare spiritual material from the Thirty-Three Realms, the Green Spirit Fruit!

This is also what Liu Lingling and her party wanted to rob from Qingyun back then!

However, in the Chinese New Year's Eve, the cultivators of Kyushu were surrounded and suppressed by the foreign beasts because of their battles with foreign beasts, and the stragglers who did not enter the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Center were also surrounded and suppressed by foreign beasts.

Now another ten years have passed, and it is still unknown whether Liu Lingling is alive, and it is rare to encounter a rare thing that not only aroused Qingyun's thoughts, but also reminded him of something else, and he did not hesitate to make a move at the moment.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm not a local, and you don't have to use your Chang family to pressure me..."

Hooking the corners of his mouth, Qingyun continued.

It's just that he hasn't finished his cruel words yet, but Chang Linbai snorted coldly, turned around and left without looking back, and looked at the subordinates of the Hundred Veins Realm beside him who were stunned.

"What are you still doing! Do you want to die!"

Chang Linbai is holding back the fire in his belly.

It's not that he's really afraid of Qingyun, but if he really fights, even if he can defeat this kid, there are two other juniors eyeing him there.

God knows how long that perverted black-faced young man can last, in case he runs out of his men and suffers some injuries, and finally is taken advantage of by Long Qingdi and them, then this deal will have to lose money.

Moreover, the young man named Qingyun can call out the three words "Qinglingguo" in a grand manner, and it is very likely that he is the same as the Tianjiao in his own family, a blood-stained generation who escaped from the devil's land.

These people have been nourished by the ancient aura, and their qualifications have been very terrifyingly improved, and they have been fighting for a long time to eat people and beasts, and their combat effectiveness is more than thirty percent stronger than that of their peers.

Crossing the realm to challenge the average powerhouse or even the seniors is as normal as eating and drinking, among them, the strongest Bai Jian Immortal, can even use the cultivation of the early stage of the Condensation Realm to dismantle and fight against the monks of the Wind Realm.

And these people are accustomed to seeing swords and swords and rivers of blood, and the ruthlessness and ferocity of the battle are particularly penetrating, so they are called the "blood-stained generation" by the current young monks.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this kid has received the task released by the Liuyun Sect.

However, these small families, especially the monks who can cultivate to the Yuanhua realm or above, are generally much stronger than those greenhouse buds in the big sects.

Looking at Qingyun's fierce gaze in the face of Long Qingdi, Chang Berlin, who was a little shivering on his back, was still more willing to believe his previous speculation.