Although the bamboo basket failed to fetch water and was "tortured" by the Heavenly Dao, the three of them still knew a lot about the major events in the imperial capital. In any case, they are in this world, and they can be regarded as highly respected predecessors. There are many things that you don't need to inquire into yourself, and you can learn from the mouths of your disciples.

They are no strangers to the three words Zhuge Chen. Killing two Zhen Dao and a young ruthless man of the Great Zhen Dao is still the sword cultivator who should not be provoked. They dared to fight each other's ideas, and they really regretted it.

They exchanged glances, and the three of them fled for their lives. No matter how strong the white clothes are, they can still turn into three Qings together to catch up with the three of them? If anyone dies at that time, they can only blame their fate. No wonder others, after all, facing a sword immortal alone, the bamboo basket realm that has not even been salvaged by magic techniques, is indeed not an enemy.

watched them flee by the way, but Zhuge Chen was not in a hurry to catch up. Of course, this is not that he is merciful, but that he has already left a small world with a mirror when Huang Lao left. He didn't want the next massacre to be disturbed, the realm and killing power returned, and he always needed to celebrate, didn't he?

The thin old man was the first to rush out of the guest house, because he was in such a hurry that he didn't even notice that there was not a sound in the auction that should have been noisy. His eyes were bloodshot, and the old man had only one thought in his heart, and that was to live.

Even if there is no Qingtian root, it is still enough to survive for ten years. During this time, there will be many variables, such as the advent of such a natural treasure, which can be fought for. As long as you survive the pursuit of the white clothes, you may not be able to deny Jitailai.

But when he finally stabilized his mood and looked around, he was stunned by the scenery in front of him. The heavens and the earth are upside down, and there are dark clouds under your feet, but on the contrary, there is indeed a thousand feet of earth overhead. This method will never be something that ordinary cultivators can use. All he could think about was that he had been targeted by Zhuge Chen, and now he was under the control of the other party.

After a few breaths, the burly man and the white-haired youth also came to his side. These two are old friends, and it is not surprising that they act together. And the reason why the thin old man chose to cooperate with them is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger, which is nothing more than the so-called friendship in his eyes, in the face of absolute interests, is a ridiculous thing that can be easily broken. When the time comes, he just needs to wait and see what happens, and then he can be the yellow finch that hunts down the praying mantis.

"The two of you should have also seen it, we are now in that small world in white, and we can't escape, so we can only choose to fight against the water and kill each other. The thin old man took a step forward and said slowly, explaining the current situation to the two of them.

"The three of us, will it be the opponent of a young sword immortal?" the burly man asked uncertainly, in his eyes, everything in the rivers and lakes has always been respected by strength. Because of the simplicity of thought, the young man in white will be willing to be with each other. Because it is easy to control, you don't have to worry about being eaten by the other party.

"Whether it's an opponent or not, you have to fight and talk about it later. The white-haired young man blurted out: "Besides, we should have no other choice." Either kill him and take advantage of the victory to win the human body medicine. Either die here, anyway, the three of us don't have a few years to live. Why not fight hard, at least there is a glimmer of life. ”

After the three of them hit it off, they saw Zhuge Chen walking out of the guest house, still holding a pot of wine from nowhere. When drinking, he is full of style, as if the world is in a person's body.

Bai Yi yawned, hung the flask around his waist, and said, "Have you three finished discussing, if it really doesn't work, I'll help you come up with an idea." Fight each other, and the one who survives can leave here safely. Anyway, there are still ten years to go, where can't you go and live happily? But if you want to die here, you will really die. I will shatter your souls with my sword energy, and I will not even have a chance to be reincarnated. ”

"You are indeed very strong, but if you want us to fight among ourselves with words, forget it!" The burly man said coldly: "The left and right are a death, Lao Tzu stands up to the sky, when have you ever been afraid? got a big scar on the mouth of the bowl, and when Lao Tzu died, he went to the underworld to talk to your father and mother and brag. ”

"You're so tough, what can you do with the two people around you? You don't ask them, do you want to die? Anyway, it's also a realm of hard cultivation, and you don't enjoy it, isn't it a pity?" Zhuge Chen narrowed his eyes and said step by step: "Even I think it's a pity, that's why I need some compensation." That's good, the person who survives, I can guarantee that I will be able to get a Qingtian root within ten years!"

"Anyway, the worst result is a dead word, I really don't want to fight?" Zhuge Chen continued: "You should know that I don't need to lie to you. If you really wanted to kill it, you would have killed it a long time ago, so why bother so much effort? Just to watch a farce, at least I don't think it's necessary. I'm a sword cultivator, and I really don't have the leisure to pay attention to that little among you. ”

"Why...... Can't the Sword Immortal raise his noble hand and let the three of us go?" the white-haired young man asked, "For the Sword Immortal, whether it is now or in the future, we are all ant-like cultivators. Running for your remaining life is even more different from you. In this way, it stands to reason that we will not attract your attention. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he still couldn't finish it. From the establishment of the cultivation path to the present, the white-haired young man has been chattering endlessly, even at the moment of life and death, he wants to honor his self-proclaimed three-inch tongue to escape. But what would use him was a surging cyan sword qi.

The sword qi swept into You Long, tearing his clothes apart, and at the same time, it made the white-haired young man feel invincible. He opened his mouth slightly, dumbfounded. As a cultivator of the Bamboo Basket Water Realm, he never thought that someone would be able to deal with him so easily.

Is this the pride of the sky?

The young man in white asked himself, but then he denied the idea. It's not that he hasn't seen the pride of the sky, how can he compare with the white-clothed man?

"But don't forget, you were the ones who targeted me first. If my killing power is not high enough, I must be the one who wants to live now, right?" Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and said, there seemed to be a trace of anger between his eyebrows: "It is already my greatest tolerance to let you live alone." The last chance is to survive one, or the three of them will still unite and attack me?"

A breaking wind suddenly struck, but the target was not Zhuge Chen. By the time a few people came back to their senses, the burly man's right hand had already passed through the chest of the thin old man. In his hand, he grasped a bloody heart, still beating.

The thin old man expected that he would be killed by the two of them and capsize in the gutter, but he didn't expect that it would be a simple burly man. He has always regarded the white-haired youth as an opponent and strictly guarded against it. This hand pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, even as an old Jianghu, he never thought of it.

The white-haired young man was also stunned on the spot, he always thought that the burly man had always been under his control. But he never thought that he was the one who was played with in the palm of his hand from beginning to end. Clever is mistaken by cleverness? I'm afraid not. From the day he met him, the burly man probably thought about how to squeeze out his value.

"Sword Immortal is right, the people who are going to die, why are you still thinking about that little friendship? The world is big, and it is not as big as your own life. I'm sorry, old friend, but when you die, I will bury you at the foot of the mountain you have been telling me about, and I will bring a pot of good wine to worship you every year. The burly man clearly said so sincerely, but the white-haired young man trembled with anger.

Even though he wants to control the burly man, he still regards the other party as his friend in the end. And if he succeeds in getting the Qingtian Root this time, the thin old man will die, but he will never fight the idea of a burly man. Those medicinal powers were enough for the two of them to survive this "catastrophe", and each of them had an extra lifespan of nearly two thousand years.

With no friends and too lonely, he didn't want to end up in such a situation. But now, the burly man wants to kill him, although he says such and such beautiful words on his lips, but the killing intent in his eyes is condensed.

"How could you be?!" The white-haired young man gritted his teeth and tried to find out, but the burly man did not answer him, and advanced his fist, knocking him to the ground.

"Don't struggle, after you drink that glass of wine in the guest house, it will be difficult for the qi to run smoothly. Now you are by no means my opponent. The burly man whispered.

"So you've wanted to kill me when it's done?" the white-haired young man asked, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that the burly man nodded, the white-haired young man was a little relieved, but he just muttered: "What a friend, bullshit!"

He inevitably recalled that the two of them sat and drank when they traveled far away in the world, and talked about his vision for the future. He wants to become a famous cultivator in the world and dominate one side. And the burly man just wanted to be by his side all the time and do things under him.

Thinking back to his expression at the beginning, most of them were happy smiles, thinking that he finally had a confidant.

But what about the other party?

Maybe it's mocking in my heart, right?

"Kill me now. The white-haired young man spoke, "The sooner the better." ”

"Sword Immortal, I've survived, can I leave?As long as I can, even if I use you as a cow and a horse, I'm willing!" The burly man bent down and put his fist on top of the white-haired youth's head, as long as he was willing, he could end the white-haired youth's life at any time.

"When I speak, I always count. It is said that only one person can live, and there is only one person. Zhuge Chen spit out a breath of turbidity and said, "But I just thought about it, and I always feel that no matter how you turn, it can't be your turn." Why? Because I feel sick when I see you!"

Zhuge Chen said, his fist was like a strong wind, blowing his white clothes. In a flash, he appeared in front of the burly man, his fists raining down, as if to vent his anger, and at the same time shouted loudly: "How dare you insult my parents and my friends?

Under the fist of the mountain, all beings are equal.

Zhuge Chen tore off the burly man's head and threw it aside, frowned, and then said, "Disgusting!"