In the Chen Tower, Chen Sheng held the ground with a sword, and his lean body was covered with blood marks, the deep ones were visible white bones, and the shallow ones were also three points into the flesh.

Holding a broken sword in his left hand, Chen Sheng's face was full of helplessness, originally thinking that his physical body had been refined to such a point that he could resist the mundane sword weapon in the puppet's hand, but he didn't realize that it was wrong until the blade reached his body.

Unlike the Jindan Realm that Chen Sheng had fought against, the puppet could easily pierce his proud body as soon as he made a move, and he still had spare strength.

Dangerous and narrowly better than a puppet, in addition to the secret method of improving the realm, Chen Sheng can be said to have exhausted all means, but even so, he only won miserably.

"What kind of material is this puppet made of?" Chen Sheng wondered in his heart, because the high-grade sword weapon in his hand that gave birth to spirituality was difficult to leave traces on the puppet's body.

In this battle, Chen Sheng relied on the strength born in his body and the inexhaustible Void Pill True Yuan in the Qi Mansion Vortex to consume the puppet alive.

However, after this battle, Chen Sheng also figured out the depth of the puppet's body, unlike the puppets in the previous two realms, the Jindan puppet had a strange energy flow in its body, which was used to support the battle.

This energy is like rootless water, consuming a little less, so Chen Sheng is paying the price of the emptiness of the Qi Mansion and the heavy damage to his physical body, and he forcibly dragged down a Jindan puppet.

"Phew, it looks like it's going to take some time. Chen Sheng smiled bitterly, even if he had Aoki's healing, if he wanted to completely recover to his peak state, it would be impossible to do it for two or three hours.

Putting the two severed swords of good material into the Qiankun bag, Chen Sheng began to sit down cross-legged, gathering his aura to heal his wounds and trying to repair the illusory golden pill that was only a line away from being broken.

The young man who closed his eyes tightly didn't notice that there was a deep strange light in the eyes of the six remaining Jindan puppets opposite, and the strongest one at the head had a deep strange light in his eyes.

Lu Su, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, muttered in a low voice like a dream: "Xiaoyao Tianzun, the hand is too long." ”

There was a whistling sound in the dark space, as if answering Lu Su's question.

.........

In the middle of the moon city, Cui Fangbai and his disciple Li Wan walked on the city tower, pointing to the busy woman below and said, "What do you think of her?"

The woman, who had a much closer relationship with the master, smiled, "Miss Jiang is naturally very good, but if the master wants to accept apprentices, people may not be willing, right?"

Cui Fangbai was speechless, his eyes moved with the woman who now had a golden pill body and a bit of fairy rhyme, and frowned when he saw a broken sword.

"Master?" Li Wan asked softly as she was very observant.

Cui Fangbai shook his head, walked down the city tower, walked in front of Jiang Zhiyun and picked up the remnant sword.

"Sir came just in time, I can't see the depth of this object, please palm your eyes. Jiang Zhiyun bowed and saluted, her tone respectful.

Li Wan pursed her lips and smiled.

Cui Fangbai glanced at his disciple coldly, and said with a straight face: "You can call the shots, and it doesn't matter if you make a profit or a loss." ”

Jiang Zhiyun respectfully said yes, really took the broken sword in Cui Fangbai's hand, and said to the rugged man who came to sell the sword in front of him: "This distinguished guest, the little woman who knows nothing about this thing, so she can only get five hundred spirit stones, if you are not satisfied, you can go elsewhere." ”

Li Wan sneered, how could there be such a business.

saw Cui Fangbai nodding slightly, quite satisfied with Jiang Zhiyun's business experience.

The old man's face was instantly gloomy and terrifying, his palms were bruised, and he waved his hand with the sound of wind and thunder.

Instead of hitting the soul woman who was originally beautiful, but now has a few points difference in physical body, he swung straight at Cui Fangbai, who was already a Yuanying Sword Cultivator.

"Take her away!" The fairy sword lightning shot, and Cui Fangbai's sword was against the palm of his hand, but he said it to his disciple Li Wan.

Jiang Zhiyun lowered her eyebrows and did not forget to take away the items placed on the cabinet before withdrawing.

is really a good shopkeeper, and now Li Wan, a woman who has carried a long sword, laughed secretly in her heart.

"The surname is Cui, you are a good means!" Huang Fucheng threw several punches in a row, completely confirmed the guess in his heart, and sneered.

"If the senior is talking about Lu Su, I have nothing to say. Cui Fangbai put his sword into the sheath, and after his hands were back, he planned to lead his neck and wait to be killed.

The expressions of the two women changed slightly, and it was not difficult to see from the situation where Cui Fangbai was pressed and beaten that the old man in front of him was not bad.

Unexpectedly, the bearded old man suddenly withdrew his hand, stepped on Cui Fangbai's shoulder, and snorted coldly: "Wouldn't killing you like this make way for you to be blind and Lu Su to give way to you?"

The two fell to the ground, and Huangfu Cheng untied the sword box on his back and beckoned to Jiang Zhiyun.

The latter understood, quickly sent the remnant sword up, and bowed down to apologize: "The younger generation is abrupt, and I hope that the seniors are not strange." ”

Huangfu Cheng was amazed: "Looking at your walking posture, it should be a beautiful woman, why did you choose such an ordinary body?"

Li Wan's face was strange, and she felt that the master in front of her didn't seem to be so tall.

Huangfu Cheng seemed to feel something, turned his head to look at Li Wan, and grinned: "Do you think the old man is not like the immortal on the mountain in your mind?"

Seeing that Li Wan lost his mind for a short time, he sneered and said, "You are now half a mountain person, and you can see a few guys with immortal wind bones?"

Huangfu Cheng laughed and spat heavily, "Nine out of ten of the ten who are truly immortal are liars. ”

Li Wan boldly asked, "What about the other one?"

"It's pretended. ”

Huang Fucheng laughed after speaking, stared at Cui Fangbai, and said casually: "It is your ability to make that kid willing to give you the way, and the old man will not do such unreasonable things, besides, he really wants to kill you, and he has to let your elders watch, my Huang Fucheng never hides his head and tail when he kills." ”

The two women who were listening quietly on the side gasped when they heard the words, whether they practiced or not, the name of Sword Pavilion Emperor Fu Cheng was like thunder.

Even Jiang Zhiyun helped in a shop for a few days, and he also had a deep understanding of the master of the Sword Pavilion who originally only existed in the script.

Now the top combat power in the cultivation world, one person can be worthy of the terrifying existence of a first-class sect.

Thinking that he had unconsciously escaped death, Jiang Zhiyun gave a blessing from afar.

Cui Fangbai stood tall and swept up the city with Huangfu Cheng, one carrying a sword and the other carrying a sword box.

Huangfu Cheng turned around suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "I can't control that kid Lu Su, and in the future, my Sword Pavilion in the Xinshan Gate is not suitable for too many shots, and you can be regarded as a favor for him, but you are not allowed to be too stingy." ”

Cui Fangbai smiled indifferently at the moonlight: "Seniors forgot that I am also half a disciple of Zangyue Mountain?"

Rolling his eyes, Huang Fucheng said angrily: "You think so, does the guy surnamed Chen recognize it?"

"It's all dead, can you still jump out and refute me?" Cui Fangbai tugged at the corners of his mouth, making a joke that was not a joke.

Huang Fucheng put down the sword box and laughed at himself: "I had some incense with him back then, but unfortunately I couldn't send him on his last journey." ”

More than a dozen remnant swords flew out of the sword box and inserted them on the ground in front of Cui Fangbai, and Huang Fucheng said seriously: "Listen, these sword weapons are my losses to you, and you have to send them to Lu Su one by one." ”

Cui Fangbai smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be more sincere for the seniors to send it in person?"

Huangfu Cheng glared, "Don't feel lost, the old man is taking the name of a lifetime to exchange this cause and effect with you, if you don't give this face, don't blame me for slapping you away." ”

Cui Fangbai looked strange, touched his nose stupidly, and recognized this transaction that could not be seen to be profitable or profitable for the time being.

With a flick of his sleeves, he accepted those sword pavilion swords, and Cui Fangbai flew down to the city.

The majestic old man behind him stood for a long time before Edgeworth left, his face full of distress.

A few days later, a news that shook the cultivation world came out, Cui Fangbai and Huangfu Cheng fought in Lanyue City, Huangfu Cheng lost a move, and most of the sword weapons in the box were taken.

At the beginning, many people couldn't believe it, and a few of the more daring elders and sect masters of each sect went to the Sword Pavilion to verify, and then they were slashed out of the mountain gate by the angry Emperor Fu Cheng, and seven people died.

Since then, the controversy between the various sects on this matter has subsided, because the lord of the Sword Pavilion, who has the best face in his life, has explained everything with his anger and ruin.

.........

In the secluded mountains, Chen Hao was dressed in a plain white robe, with golden flowing patterns floating on the cuffs and collar, and the ghostly sword hanging from his waist.

Both were gifts from the young water god, and he had picked two other things in his arsenal.

A jade branch for Yue'er, a gilded crown selected for Chen Sheng.

The former is a spiritual weapon, which has a miraculous effect on foreign beasts and spirit birds, and the latter is because in the Burning Sun Sect, I always hear the two little guys mention their master, and the old man who blinked his eyes felt that it was just right, and it was not a precious thing.

The young water god stood quietly not far away, and muttered with a light smile: "Boy who has no interest, do you still want to help me save money?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a thick fog in the distance, and the smell of mountains in the air was dense.

With a wry smile and rubbing his head, the young water god swept out and collided with a tall and strong man.

"Yo, isn't this the water god?" the man stood steadily, with a playful look at the corners of his mouth.

The young water god shook his shirt, picked up a few transparent beads that fell to the ground, and warned in a deep voice: "This person is my choice, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Lord Mountain God's face was full of shock, and then he glanced at a few beads in the hands of the young water god that were about to break, and suddenly realized.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I saw that kid was dressed so shabby, and he didn't even have a decent treasure, so I thought of relief. ”

The majestic mountain god deliberately swept the young man's face, and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that Lord Water God is down now, and there are not many magic weapons that can be taken out, it is really my sin." ”

The young man's face turned pale when he was spoken, and after a glare, he used the water transportation enclosure as a prison, restrained the mountain god, and ran out wildly.

The water god ran all the way to Chen Hao, and under the latter's dumbfounded gaze, he took out a large number of magic weapons and spiritual objects from all over his body, and stuffed them in one go.

"Look at how you poor ghost mountain god compares to me. The young water god clapped his hands and returned satisfied.

In this world, the two largest gods of mountains and rivers are incompatible with each other, otherwise one would not have cowered in the extreme north, and the other would be willing to turn into a lake, almost dead and dead.