The cripple is like a small insect in the hands of the Holy Lord at this time, and if he wants to pinch it to death, it is just a matter of moving his fingers and increasing his strength.

Anger appeared on Fu Ziling's old face.

This cripple is Mr.'s favorite little apprentice, even if he enters the court and becomes an official, Mr. never asks him if he wants to drink good wine, for fear of embarrassment. This little apprentice saw that the master could bear it uncomfortably, so he sneaked into the palace to steal the wine, and every time he stole the peach blossom brew from the tribute, but he didn't know how much of the wine fell into the mouth of the gentleman in the end.

Every time he felt that this little apprentice was coming, he would always use the excuse to transfer the patrolling soldiers and the little eunuch in charge of the storehouse. No way, who told Mr. to like this little apprentice?

He has been studying with his husband for decades, and what his husband likes, he also likes.

He pulled out a yellow scroll from his bosom with nine dragons depicted on it.

The Holy Lord smiled indifferently: "If it is in other places, I will be afraid of this holy decree, but in Shushan, I just killed this person, so what?

Master Fu threw the scroll into the air, and the scroll slowly unfolded, making a look at Ning Zhiyuan, Chen Guizhi, and Master Xuyun, who were already fighting with the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord's face changed greatly, it turned out that this was not a holy decree, it was a map of mountains and rivers!

In an instant, the scroll emitted a violent light, and a powerful suction force sucked towards the Holy Lord, and the scroll slowly unfolded a corner, on which it was engraved with mountain insects, birds and beasts, lifelike.

The Holy Lord was pulled by this suction, and the lame man suddenly felt his neck loosen a little. Seeing this, the three of them attacked the Holy Lord with a demon pestle and a long sword respectively, and the Holy Lord had to deal with the mountains and rivers on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to parry the three of them, and the lame man fell to the ground with a "snap".

His face turned the color of pig liver, probably because he had been pinched by the Holy Lord for a long time.

The Holy Lord was a little anxious in his heart, not to mention the siege of the three of them, the slowly unfolding mountain and river society map was the biggest threat.

It is said that this prestigious royal treasure can be inhaled by rivers and mountains if it is unfolded, and it cannot be broken out.

Although the Holy Lord was already a half-step Great Grandmaster, it was a little difficult to face three people who were also Grandmaster-level plus an artifact at the same time. Moreover, his attention was always fixed on the slowly unfolding map of mountains and rivers.

Facing the three of them who were getting more and more aggressive, he knew that he couldn't drag it any longer, so he took out a pair of dark red gloves from his arms and put them on his hands.

After putting on the gloves, he completely ignored the slowly unfolding picture, jumped up, and the ability of the half-step great master was undoubtedly displayed, and the three of them were knocked over with two punches and one leg, and the three of them snorted and fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this gap, the Holy Lord did not retreat but advanced, and swept towards the scroll that slowly rolled up in the air.

Seeing this, Master Fu naturally urged this treasure without reservation.

When the Holy Lord was about to be sucked into the Mountains and Rivers, he suddenly raised his fist, and the fist glove glowed with a strange red light, and it was covered with jagged teeth like dogs' teeth.

He held the edge of the Shanhe Society with his left hand, and slammed his fist with his right hand at the Shanhe Society.

With a punch, the mountains and rivers shook twice.

It didn't seem to have reached the imagined situation, and the Holy Lord frowned.

Picked up his fist again, and smashed it into the mountains and rivers one after another.

The picture shuddered incessantly.

The Holy Lord is like a blacksmith who makes rough embryos at the moment, and the Shanhe Society Diagram is that material.

Every time he punched, the mountains and rivers had to tremble three times.

Master Fu's heart was like a drum, banging and pounding, and with every punch, the heartbeat was particularly obvious.

Master Fu used his mana to urge this treasure, and most of the treasures had to be connected to the treasure. Therefore, every blow is like a pound on Master Fu's heart.

The sound of knock knock kept coming.

Master Fu's heart also beat faster.

Finally couldn't support it anymore, and Master Fu kept spitting blood.

The mountain and river society map also fell to the ground, the Holy Lord was actually a little uncomfortable, his face was pale, although his dark gold mask was damaged, but he was also wearing an ordinary mask at the moment, and outsiders could not see his weakness.

The Holy Lord glanced at the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, was a little moved, thought about it, but still stopped and did not take away the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society.

At this time, the world is still the world of the Holy Dynasty, the world of the Holy Emperor, although he does not know the specific realm of the Holy Emperor, but just looking at the rankings of "Dragon Emperor Gong" and "Three Swords of the Son of Heaven" in the martial arts review, this Holy Emperor is not simple, and if he really annoys that madman, it is not impossible for hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen to step through his holy mountain.

For the sake of a map of mountains and rivers, there is no need.

He looked at the people lying on the ground and smiled absently.

"Although I didn't get the Nine Dragon Talisman this time, it was worth the trip to kill a few of you. The Holy Lord's voice was soft, but there was a sense of arrogance and disdain in it.

He approached everyone step by step, and everyone's hearts were lifted.

The long sword on Xu Chang'an's back kept trembling, Xu Changan desperately tried to control it, and at this time, he was in the limelight, and he really couldn't make much waves.

How can a cultivator who does not enter the stream compare with a half-step great master?

It was only today that Xu Changan saw the true world of cultivators.

A sword splits the mountain, breaks the stream, and the treasures released are the same as in the mythological stories, but they are also full of dangers, just like the uncle and ancestor, they are gone all at once, and they don't even leave anything behind death. When he thought that if he died in the future, he would not even have any clothes left to remember, and he would not have a tomb of clothes, how sad it would be.

The Holy Lord didn't notice the little man, nor did he notice the long sword behind the little man.

He just approached the "prey" step by step.

The old monk Huien saw that Master Fu couldn't win with such a strong treasure, so he didn't dare to make a move, and sat in place dumbfounded.

As for the three juniors of the Immortal Concept, they did not act rashly.

They're not fools, and they're not moths.

He walked up to the lame man and lifted him up again.

"Genius?"

He shook his head.

"It's a pity, the first one to be an elder of Shushan for an hour. ”

The Holy Lord thought about the lameness, and a red light flashed out.

......

Ye Qianshu listened to his master's words, and immediately descended from Chengjian Peak and rushed towards the outer mountain. When he reached the outer mountain, he immediately descended the mountain to the town at the foot of the mountain.

Despite the drastic changes that have taken place on the mountain, the town is still as peaceful.

He walked through the town towards the private school on the edge of the town.

A row of low thatched houses, and the sound of reading came from inside.

Ye Qianshu stood at the door, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he didn't dare to break in.

When the thin-faced gentleman saw the appearance of Yachiki, he began to assign homework to the children.

"Remember, in the future, you will forget what you have learned. But one thing to keep in mind is that the gentleman does not ask you to do good, but you must not do evil. Six or seven-year-olds could not understand this, but they would always remember the words of this kind gentleman who taught for free.

"Also, tell your parents, don't send food in the future. After he finished speaking, the children came to him and bowed as usual: "Goodbye, teacher." After saying that, they hurried home, and it was no different from the old days for them.

The gentleman smiled and responded, just as usual.

When the last child was gone, the gentleman took the ordinary ruler, looked at it for a long time, sighed, and put it in the cuff and put it away.

Only then did the night thousand trees dare to walk in.

"Uncle Changfeng. Night Thousand Tree said respectfully.

"I probably know what's going on, give me the antidote, and you can hurry up and ask the other brothers and sisters to come out. "That teaching gentleman suddenly became Sui Changfeng, the peak master of Chang Gung Peak, at this moment.

"By the way, that bull from Dousu Peak has been away from town for a long time. You hurry up and find the other brothers and sisters first, and I will go to Shu Mountain immediately. ”

Ye Qianshu bowed to the mild-mannered uncle and immediately rushed to the next place.

It's still this town.

Probably the people in the town couldn't imagine that this town hides many "immortal chiefs" that they look up to on weekdays.

Two things are indispensable wherever the population gathers, and they are a paradise for men's pastime.

One is Flower Willow Lane, a place to look for flowers and ask willows.

The other is the casino.

A place to press the future and dreams on the table.

The largest casino in the town is called Yongle Casino, and Night Thousand Trees is at the door of Yongle Casino at this time, and Yongle Casino has the largest brand, and it is also the largest hall in the town.

There were two strong men standing at the door, with angry eyebrows, and ordinary people would be scared when they saw it.

They teach a special lesson to those who owe gambling debts and thousands of dollars.

Ye Qianshu frowned, he really couldn't figure out how Uncle Shi could be in such a place.

When he wanted to step into the casino, he was preempted by a man who licked his stomach, wore satin, and wore a small hat, and he also took a turn on the night thousand trees.

Yachiki didn't care, and followed the man inside.

Smoky, choking smell, and all kinds of sweat smells. The shouting, scolding, and various sounds are mixed together, giving people the illusion.

He kept looking through the crowd, and although most of them were yellow and thin, they were still staring at the table in front of them.

He shook his head, although his uncle hadn't seen him for a long time, he wouldn't be so virtuous.

Squeezing around in the crowd, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Zhu Fugui, Lao Tzu has returned your money. The speaker's mouth was full of ostentation and pride.

"You bastard, it's been so long to pay it back, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's kindness, your silk village would have been under Lao Tzu's name. The person who replied cursed.

Ye Qianshu heard this voice somewhat familiar, and stood on tiptoe to look.

He tried to look inside, and saw that the man who had just elbowed him was in the room, and a fat man standing opposite him, with so fat that the wrinkles on his face were piled up, and he was also wearing satin clothes and a small hat, and at first glance he looked like a rich man, calculating interest with the owner of the silk shop.

When Ye Qianshu saw the fat man, he immediately squeezed in.

The fat man saw the night tree standing at the door, and immediately came over to give a bear hug.

"Master nephew, why are you here?"

Ye Qianshu glanced at the peak master of Shaking Light Peak solemnly, Zhu Fugui knew that things must not be simple, so he instructed his subordinates and walked out with Ye Qianshu.

When Ye Qianshu handed the antidote to this uncle, Zhu Fugui scolded: "If you are sick, Lao Tzu should be a good casino brother, and you have to let Lao Tzu go back to clean up the mess! ”

No matter how much Ye Qianshu pleaded, this senior uncle didn't go, and didn't give Ye Qianshu a chance to explain at all.

Seeing the aggrieved appearance of this nephew, Zhu Fugui still softened his heart.

"Tell me what's going on. ”

After Ye Qianshu finished speaking, Zhu Fugui spat on the ground and stomped his feet twice.

"Old immortal, who let you poison you in the first place?Now you have to protect Shushan again?" said this, but his eyes were slightly red, but he still took the antidote, and said to the night Qianshu: "It's really troublesome, hurry up and go to find someone else." As he spoke, he turned into a long rainbow and broke through the air.

On Chengjian Peak.

The Holy Lord was careless and his clothes were torn by the burning that came out on his own, and he stared at the sword, letting go of the cripple, his eyes full of disdain.

"It's this broken sword again!"

At this time, a voice came from afar.

"How can you comment on my sword in Shushan?"

Dressed in a green shirt, he walked over slowly.

The cripple's eyes radiated.

The Holy Lord's eyes also narrowed: "Master Lin, you have actually recovered your cultivation, and you have made a breakthrough?"

The Holy Lord took a step back.

Lin Zhinan smiled: "It's just a small poison, I have already solved it, but I just want to try the taste of this antidote, so it comes out a little slowly." No, there is still half a left. He spread out his hand, and half an antidote was in his hand.

"Senior brother, you can also taste it. As he spoke, he threw one at the lame man, and threw away half of it in his hand.

The Holy Lord's eyes were full of vigilance when he looked at this head of Shushan, after all, this poison was also configured by him at the beginning, and then it was sent to Gu Buya's hands after several rounds, he naturally knew the toxicity of this poison.

He tried it with a person in the middle of the Sea Breaking Realm, but there was no antidote, and that person was no different from ordinary people.

Even if he joined forces with several elders, he couldn't get rid of the poison in his body. And, after three months, the man was a complete waste.

He really didn't know why these people in Shushan had been poisoned for so many years, and they hadn't been abolished, even if they took a small amount of antidote regularly, they wouldn't be able to cultivate without retreating.

The Holy Lord's state is not very good, although his realm is really high. However, how could a grandmaster-level blow and the Mountains and Rivers Society map be useless?

It's just that he has been suppressing his injuries.

Seeing Lin Zhinan, his eyes were full of vigilance.

Lin Zhinan smiled faintly and said to Xu Changan: "Little brother, can you borrow a sword." ”

Xu Changan naturally agreed, and Lin Zhangmen hooked his finger towards Burn, who seemed to feel a familiar breath and stood in front of Lin Zhinan by himself.

As soon as he grasped the burning.

"I heard that the Holy Lord just said that this is my waste sword in Shushan, then I have to give it a try!"

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