Chapter Seventy-Four: A Bunch of Dying Men
"What kind of fan is this?"
Li Xiu looked at Zhibai and asked a question that was not related to cattle and horses.
Liang Xiaodao walked over from behind, his face was slightly pale, but the killing intent in his eyes dissipated a little.
Zhibai's strength is very strong, but it is not the top, and it can be ranked in the top 20 on the list of Huangzhou Canglan, compared to Li Xiu, and even Fang Liang and Fu Yunxiao, Chen Yanyan and others are slightly inferior in comparison.
But his real strength lies in his layout and strategy.
Liang Xiaodao is not his opponent now, but he will definitely be able to beat him next year.
If you can win, you will have the opportunity to kill, and if you can kill, you will not be in a hurry, so the killing intent in his eyes has dispersed a little, Li Xiu has not intervened before, because he can't kill Zhibai, and he also wants Liang Xiaodao to practice his hands.
Zhibai tied the seal he was holding in his hand to his belt, which looked like a sachet that Chang'an scholars always loved to carry.
He opened the fan in front of him, and at this moment the folding fan was broken and unshaped, and he couldn't see what it had been before.
"I won't tell you. ”
Many people around were slightly stunned, and the appearance that had not yet recovered from the battle became much sluggish again.
They looked at Zhibai and felt a little puzzled, the candidate for the next high priest of this desolate man was a little naughty.
Li Xiu didn't have any strange thoughts in his heart, he knew that this was the name of the fan, not simply literal.
Liang Xiaodao didn't have much reaction, because he had seen the five words on the fan, he looked at Zhibai, and sneered slightly: "The next high priest in the hall has a lower means." ”
Zhibai was not angry, just smiled slightly, and said: "There are many ways to measure a person, and force is just one of them. ”
Liang Xiaodao didn't speak, but just glanced at the seal on his waist, knowing that there was that thing in the same realm, no one could kill him, no wonder he dared to face them alone, and he really relied on it.
When he was in the snowfield, Zhibai had smashed his seal with a sword, but now it is intact, and it is thought that it was re-repaired by Congpu.
"General Liang's temptation is over?"
Liang Xiaodao reached out and dusted the north character on his shoulder, and said lightly: "It's over, the next high priest is just like that." ”
Zhibai's measurement is very good, or he will not be provoked by such a shallow agitation method, Liang Xiaodao naturally doesn't think that such a simple method can swim, but at least he can get over it.
"After Wu Mobi's death, Xiao Nanqiao lost a good person. ”
The expression on Liang Xiaodao's face was much colder: "There are more people who died in Nanxueyuan. ”
Zhibai smiled and said, "It's worth it." ”
"If it was the Northland that guarded the Xiaonan Bridge, it seems that you and other desolate people would have no bones left. ”
"What does the little general mean by saying that the South Bridge Border Army is not good?"
When this word spreads, it is to divide the border armies of the two places.
But the border army of the South Bridge is not as good as the Northland, which is a well-known thing in the world, as Liang Xiaodao said, if it was the North Land that guarded the Xiaonan Bridge, the desolate people would have been exterminated.
It's just that in the same way, Snow Country will also break through the defense line from the Northland and invade Datang.
Liang Xiaodao said lightly: "The Nanqiao border army can annihilate your army of millions of desolate people, where did you see that it can't be done?"
The dispute had stopped, and more and more people had begun to walk towards the center of Fuyun Island, and now many people had successfully reached there.
The battle of words is the most boring, because no one can convince the other to die, and in the end they still have to do it.
Zheng Zhengnan has been standing on one side without medling, and he is not in a hurry to go in to fight for the spirit fragment of the ten thousand worlds, the sect asked him to come here to get the spirit fragment of the ten thousand worlds, but he is only here to take a look at Li Xiu.
Li Xiu first entered the wasteland, but he couldn't escape the sight of people with a heart.
For example, Zhibai and Yin Cao.
Even Wanxiang City and other forces are afraid that they already have a deep impression of him.
Wang Chen was a little impatient, if he hadn't really lost at the hands of Li Xiu at the beginning, he wouldn't have waited so quietly at the moment.
The autumn wind swept the grass clippings from the sky, and the circles below looked quite chaotic.
"I want to take a look at your bureau. ”
Li Xiu said to Zhibai.
Zhibai said: "The reason why the bureau is a bureau is to wait for you to walk in, and then see if you can break it." ”
Make the layout public in advance, that's not a bureau, it's a formula.
This sentence revealed a message, Li Xiu understood his message, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately calmed down.
"Well, then, I'll wait. ”
Fuyun Island is not small, but it is not too big.
The black clouds around the head obscured most of the daylight, but at this moment the black clouds became much lighter, and the daylight shone in a lot.
The blue curtain in the center of the island has become more transparent, and it can be seen clearly even from a distance.
"Let's go. ”
Li Xiu didn't look at Zhibai, and walked forward.
Hua Yuyao, Ye Xiu and the others followed behind, and there were many people standing in the center of the island, densely packed and looking like they were pulled out for a long time.
The bodies of several people fell to the ground, and it seemed that there should have been some kind of conflict before.
Although I was a little surprised, I just glanced at it, how can there be immortals in the battles between monks since ancient times?
Li Xiu's surroundings included the top handful of all the Three Realm cultivators who had come on this trip, including the Judge Nanzhi, Bai Fu Yunxiao, and so on.
Although the stations are scattered, they are still gathered in a circle.
Seeing them coming, the rest of the monks around them stopped trying and talking, and turned their heads to look at them.
The disciple of the Cloud Crane Pavilion looked at Li Xiu and asked, "Your Highness, is there a way to enter it?" I have tried several times, although this light curtain is not strong, but it is beyond the scope of the Three Realms cultivators, and it is not easy to enter. ”
When you are in Baoshan, you can't start.
This is a very frustrating and frustrating thing.
Li Xiu didn't answer, and turned his head to look at Fang Liang.
"There are two ways to get in, the first is to bother His Highness and the Judge to join forces to break it with the power of the unparalleled attack, and the second is to spend some time to find the weaknesses and loopholes of this light curtain, and combine the strength of everyone to break the surface and break it. ”
Fang Liang thought for a moment and explained.
The monks around looked at each other, and did not speak immediately, but considered it.
The first method is undoubtedly the fastest method, but in this way, not to mention whether it will have any effect on the fragments of the spirit of all worlds inside, even if it does not have any effect, the human affection afterwards is not small.
The second type, although it wastes some time, is that everyone works together from all directions, and no one owes anyone.
"Actually, you don't have to think about it, because there is a third way. ”
Just when everyone was hesitating, Zhibai suddenly spoke.
Fang Liang turned to look at him, his brows furrowed.
All eyes fell on him.
Being watched by so many people, Zhibai once again showed a very shy smile on his face: "A group of people who are about to die, what does it matter if they can't get in?"