"Hmm. Yan Qingyun replied lightly.

Liao Ge had always known that his master was a blacksmith in the three sects, nine streams, various sects and thirty-six elements, but he didn't know if the blacksmith was the eldest disciple of the old village chief or a veritable sword cultivator!

The blacksmith ploughed a deep plow mark on the ground with a giant sword in his hand, and then the sword qi swept across the sky.

The name of the giant sword is 'Broadaxe', a bold broadaxe!

"Cow Break!" Liao Ge widened his eyes and sighed sincerely!

Because of Zhan Yancheng, Dai Yunong now knows a lot more secrets than Liao Ge in the open or behind the scenes, but he didn't expect that the blacksmith, who has never been very close to people, would be so skilled and bold.

Dai Yunong was also a little surprised, why did he fight again without saying a word?

Song Qing'a explained: "It's just that the point won't hurt your life." ”

Dai Yunong sighed at this time, although the blacksmith has always been reluctant to get close to people with a straight face, and he has nothing to do with him, but after all, he is his own family and Liao Ge's master, and it is really hurtful to have a good one.

What he cares about the most is that because of this matter, there will be a mustard between Liao Ge and Song Qing'a, and the most difficult thing to be caught in the middle is himself.

Liu Daqing moved a chair and sat at the door of the old village chief's house, Tian Shuhou leaned against the wall after falling, and the two looked up at the sky at the same time, and the two divine rainbows were entangled together and the sword qi was full of swords.

The white belly of the fish on the horizon, and the rising sun that had just risen were eclipsed under the black sword light and bright red sword light, and what a good morning was full of slaughter.

"You see, it's all senior brothers, why are you so inferior?"

In the face of Liu Daqing's ridicule, Tian Shuhou was rarely annoyed, but replied sharply: "It's better than you being a waste, and after a while, you will have to walk around when you see Dai Yunong!"

Liu Daqing rolled up his sleeves, but his butt didn't leave the stool and shouted: "Do you have the ability to fight with me?"

The old village chief sitting in the hall knocked on his pipe and said mockingly: "Then you have to have the ability to reach Yuanying." ”

Tian Shuhou added: "If you can enter the Yuan Infant Realm, let alone kill me with one punch, I can be scared to death by you!"

Liu Daqing touched his head with his big hand and nodded thoughtfully, isn't that okay? When you become a Yuanying boss, do you care if you are a big axe of the senior brother or some kind of bullshit Twelve Immortal Swords?

Then when I went to the Song City to show off, the giant demon who punched him was on all fours, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to find a daughter-in-law who was better looking than my second senior brother?

Tian Shuhou glanced at Liu Daqing, who was immersed in his own imagination, and looked like he was not beaten, if he didn't beat him, he would really be sorry for his fist in the Ten Realms now.

Tian Shuhou said that he would do it, and he didn't say that he was carrying Liu Daqing in a flash, leaving a sentence of "take him to practice boxing" and directly took Liu Daqing's hair to the mountain behind Caotou Village.

It is not difficult to say that it is difficult to practice boxing, and it is not easy to say that it is simple, but it is absolutely the most bitter to say that it is hard.

It's nothing more than asking for a strong individual and a heavy fist.

That is, to be able to resist beating, and if you resist one more punch, you may have one more punch!

There was a gust of wind over the top of the Ape Wing Mountain, but it did not reach the ground, so the scene above at this time was extremely shocking.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are scattered, all of which are between the two swords.

What is the clouds falling above the nine heavens?

What is the remnant clouds outside the mountain?

What is the sword flying by, the wind and rain, and the remnant clouds are better than the water?

The three of them sat on the edge of the cliff at first, but now they are looking up at the high place with their heads held high, and they can't help but be arrogant at this time.

Even Song Qing'a, who walked out of Chaoge City, where sword cultivation was like a cloud and the upper five realms were like weeds, couldn't help but yearn for it at this time!

She watched the battle on the Great Wall, but in fact, such a colorful fight is rare.

Outside the Great Wall, there are mostly scuffles and life and death battles, and it is enough to divide life and death, and it is nothing more than a better death to get some fancy shelves, and it is a blessing to be able to collect the sword alive when the sword is out of the Great Wall, where can you expect to win beautifully?

Looking at the scene at this moment, why does the sword cultivation need fresh clothes and angry horses, and the green shirts and swords show their grace?

In the face of Yan Qing in the first battle, the blacksmith only produced more than 130 swords, but resisted Yan Qing with more than 300 swords.

Such a record, the blacksmith was actually content, and it also made Yan Qing look at it differently.

In the blacksmith's heart, it didn't matter how many swords he could hand out to the famous red-clothed Yan Qing, what he cared about was being able to resist a few swords of Hongshu.

He was very relieved that not only could he resist Yan Qing's more than three hundred swords, but he could also hand out one hundred and thirty swords to Yan Qing, even if one hundred and thirty swords in a row, none of them could slash at Yan Qing's body.

Suddenly, thousands of miles of lead clouds converged a little, and the figures of the two of them were extremely conspicuous under the canopy of heaven at this moment.

At this time, the blacksmith was obviously unable to draw the sword, and the sword was already holding the sword with both hands.

Looking at Yan Qing is much more relaxed, thousands of miles of lead clouds gathered in front of her, Yan Qing held the red Shu upside down, and when the bright red long sword was sheathed, the fist-sized lead cloud had already reached the blacksmith in the blink of an eye.

In the last blow, Yan Qing did not make a sword, but a punch.

The blacksmith released the giant sword with both hands, and the true qi in his body rolled in and gathered on his fist, his feet were like a ding, and he firmly stuck to the void as if he was standing on the ground, and when he smashed his fist into the lead cloud, there were ripples in the void, as if a thousand waves were about to rise on the sea.

In the end, the canopy was like a huge futon, which was slapped with a duster, and countless dust was dusted.

The axe plunged straight into the top of the Ape Wing Mountain, and the blacksmith slammed his whole body into the foot of the mountain, and he lay at the foot of the mountain for a while before getting up and shaking his neck before trekking up the mountain again.

Yan Qing leaned on the broad-axed sword, and gently tapped the hilt of the broad-axe with his right hand, looked at the blacksmith who had just hiked up from the mountain road, and said: "There is a book in the martial temple, the belly of the worm, the sword is broad-axed, the sword body has no tip and no blade, and the true qi and aura are converted to kill the enemy, in addition to the martial arts sword cultivation, he is also good at thunder and fire, no wonder he can be a senior brother." ”

The blacksmith, formerly known as Worm Belly, just pulled the corners of his mouth, and didn't reply, nor was he in a hurry to recall the broad axe, but Yan Qing still walked straight to the shop, picked up the hammer and continued to temper the sky and cry!

There is no shame in losing, on the contrary, he is very proud, just waiting in his heart for one day to get drunk, unconscious and unrestrained, and then show off, the famous red-clothed Yanqing fought with him in the same realm, and he resisted more than 300 swords and handed out 130 swords.

Yan Qing kicked the base of his hind foot, and the black giant sword rose from the ground and disappeared into a black light.

"How about it, are you secretly overjoyed, and you can have the opportunity to draw a sword at me?" Yan Qing said, seeing through the blacksmith's heart.

The blacksmith turned a deaf ear and smashed his sword by himself, and he was convinced, and there must be resentment. Losing is not glorious, not to mention that it is always a loss, and if you lose, you will naturally not win, and you will be comfortable.

"Your second child seems to be honest, but he is actually a sharp-edged master, but he turned out to be a half-eleventh realm, but you seem to be arrogant, but you are actually very introverted, but you are a ruthless character, and you are really a dog that can bite people and does not bark. As for the Seven Realms Liu Daqing and Yan Qing didn't bother to mention it, she didn't know if that guy was really hiding it and couldn't see it through or was actually a bastard, but she didn't bother to care about it.

The blacksmith was a little impatient, so he had to keep his head down and stare at the sky and cry intently, and the force of the blow was increased, so that he could not see it, and his ears would not be disturbed.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing came up and asked again: "Is it another meaning to take the name of the beetle belly? It is rumored that the real dragon in the Diaoyutai world had a son named the worm belly, and he was very good at water law, you can't be the heir of the real dragon in the Diaoyutai world, right? Or just take a name to scare people?"

The blacksmith simply left the stall and walked into the shop alone, and slammed the wooden door, resulting in the already unreliable wooden door suddenly falling to the ground like this, which made Yan Qingle bad, and he unabashedly laughed.

Song Qing'a was a little helpless.

Liao Ge looked strange, and it was the first time he had seen his master so deflated.

Dai Yunong scratched his head, but he really didn't realize that the red-clothed sister in Song Qing'a's mouth also had such a 'cute' side.

He always thought that this fairy sister named Yan Qing should be the kind of peerless arrogance, with her back to all beings, no one in front of her, and indifferent to the existence of the world.

He poked Yan Qing with his elbow and whispered, "Do you have any misunderstanding about her?"

Song Qing'a sighed and said, "If you live for a long time, you must have a time to show some childlike innocence, otherwise you will go crazy." ”

There are only a handful of people in the world who live long in the world, and they are roughly divided into three categories.

A kind of childlike like Wang Chengfang is not a righteous person, overlooking the world is 'people's hearts are interesting, and Tianle is true. ’

The other type is like Yan Qing. When no one is around, 'drunk and lying in Lanke becomes a dream, and when there are people, they are also willing to lead the cold into a stream'.

The third type of people are not as Dai Yunong thought, arrogant and peerless, independent, with no one in front of them, and indifferent to the world with their backs to all beings.

But there are no absolutes in the world, just like the blessed lands under the sky, which are only the size of a palm from a distance, but they are complete, there are mountains and rivers, and people's livelihood is diverse.

A person who talks to himself for a long time will always feel bored, Yan Qing sighed and turned her face faster than turning a book, and suddenly returned to the state that everyone else could not compare with me.

Yan Qing looked around but found that he didn't know where to go, Wen Fengwo definitely couldn't go, he just snatched a few drops of yellow sorghum wine from the old man a few days ago, and it would be too shameful for the old man to pass without shying away from it.

Walk to the depths of the fishing platform and worry that this will delay her return to the dome world, Caotou Village, a place where birds don't, she doesn't want to stay longer, thinking about going to the sweet potato out of the sheath, Yan Qing plans to go straight to the sky for 90,000 miles to take a nap.

At this time, a voice came from the blacksmith shop: "The seniors instructed the junior swordsmanship and fed the fist, is it considered to accept half a disciple?"

Hearing this, Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You are really interesting, it's okay, if you think so, then forget it, but I told you earlier that half of my master disciple will have a good life in the future." ”

Looking at Yan Qing's imperial sword ascending to the sky, Liao Ge's head flashed, thinking of his master's previous statement that he would be half a disciple of this fairy sister, Liao Ge suddenly stood up solemnly and saluted the sky and said loudly: "Congratulations to the ancestor!"

Yan Qing glanced back at him in mid-air, it was pure that a dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory! With my figure, your kid won't be able to compare to me if he marries a daughter-in-law in the future!

Dai Yunong and Song Qing'a shook their heads, where is this?

In Caotou Village at the foot of Ape Wing Mountain, the old village chief is Tianguan Caotou Village, and the grass around Caotou Village can't escape his five senses, and when he hears Liao Ge shouting at other people's ancestors in such a loud voice, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of old phlegm!

The old village chief thought about it and didn't blame this precious apprentice, those who don't know are not guilty! But it's better for this great disciple under his hand to come to this house less, and next time he dares to come, he will definitely have to teach a good lesson!