Originally, Zhuge Chen could fly to the city with a sword and kill heartily. But when he thought of Rumeng beside him, he took out the sword qi Jiaolong in his sleeve and flicked out a piece of his purest natal sword qi.

In this way, even if the rubber pillar sword can't be used as a keel, it doesn't matter, at least it can last for a while. As long as there is no extremely strong evil against Rumeng, it is enough to come to Jiaolong to protect her.

Rumeng looked at the small and delicate dragon on his shoulder, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his head.

The dragon species has always been the most uninhibited, and only Zhuge Chen, as its owner, can give orders. Moreover, Zhuge Chen has never restrained him, so it is no wonder that he has opened his blood basin and bitten Rumeng at this time.

Rumeng's frightened flower was discolored, but fortunately, Zhuge Chen stopped drinking it in time, otherwise with Rumeng's fragile mortal body, he would be robbed if he was bitten.

Jiaolong's big eyes were full of innocence, and Zhuge Chen was a little embarrassed to see it, so he had to comfort: "This is my friend, you have to be careful." Wait for me to go to the city to try my sword qi, and you can stay here to protect her!"

Although he was a little reluctant, Jiaolong still curled up quietly and lay on Rumeng's shoulder. Although this place is not as comfortable as Zhuge Chen's big sleeves full of sword energy, it can come out from time to time to breathe, and it is also happy.

At this time, Rumeng also recovered from the fright, and still asked with palpitations, "Are you sure it can understand you?"

Zhuge Chen nodded and said: "Of course! The genus of dragons in the world is the most psychic and humane. ”

That being said, the tyranny of the dragon is still widely known. Otherwise, the dragon slaying battle that lasted for generations thousands of years ago would not have begun, let alone ended up in the situation where there are no dragons to see today.

Whether the Sword Qi Jiaolong can finally leap over the dragon gate and become a true dragon species is actually a lot of variables, and it is still unknown whether it can win this great task on its own, and more importantly, whether the dragon gate can be opened for it.

It depends on Zhuge Chen's realm at that time, whether he has the ability to negotiate conditions with Jiumeng Shenfeng, who has been guarding the Dragon Gate.

Zhuge Chen also has a lot of experience in terms of relief, so he immediately put his troubles behind him and prepared for the sword and other city heads.

Rumeng grabbed him from behind and said, "Childe can't you go?"

Zhuge Chen shook his head and said, pointing to the countless cultivators who were fighting against evil in the sky: "No, they are all on the line, how can I be willing to be the last of others?" But you can rest assured, there is a dragon to protect you, there will be no problems." ”

Anyway, he didn't give Rumeng a chance to speak, and swept to the top of the wall, flying down to the encirclement of many evil spirits.

With such a close distance, he finally had a chance to get a closer look at the appearance of these evil creatures. They are pitch black all over, except for a pale glow in their eyes. Although he was in human form, he could not speak, but only raised his head to the sky and roared.

There are still a few people who are surrounded by Zhuge Chen, and their cultivation is not too high. Although there are a lot of evils in front of him, there is not a single Tianlei realm, and Zhuge Chen is too troublesome to cut it with a sword. At most, there is one sword qi, and the evil that can still stand in front of him will not be lower than the realm of good luck.

Standing at the forefront of the bloody battle is a middle-aged uncle, Zhuge Chen looks at his qi, I am afraid that he is not even a little master of the three heavens, and even less can stop the endless evil.

But even though the wounds on his body were bleeding continuously, he still stood in the front, protecting a pair of young men and women behind him with only one breath.

The man was not having a good time, even if the middle-aged uncle blocked most of the evil in front of him, the rest of the men still couldn't deal with it. In addition, a woman whose realm is too low needs him to be distracted, so his state is even worse, and it won't take too long to think about it from falling here.

The evil is in the world, and the cultivators of the Imperial City must come here, this is an iron rule. Even if you are just a child who has just entered the path of cultivation, you have to watch this battlefield created by the separation of life and death, otherwise everyone will put on an attitude that it has nothing to do with them, and the world will be in danger.

The bloody war has always been passed down from generation to generation. Naturally, as a practitioner, we have to shoulder responsibilities that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Liu Meng, you go quickly, I'll guard here!" the middle-aged uncle shouted, and at the same time, the force of the big knife in his hand became a little heavier. I don't know if it's a return to the light, or if I forcibly overdrew my life.

The young man named Liu Meng spat out a mouthful of blood and firmly refused: "Ignoring the life and death of the master is an act of disloyalty and unfilial piety, I will never do this! Anyway, as long as the junior sister is still alive, our inheritance will not be broken!"

Liu Qing knew that his realm was too low, so he dragged his feet, crying pear blossoms and rain. Zhuge Chen was not hard-hearted, so he was naturally very moved, but he still stood not far away and watched, but he was not in a hurry to make a move. Although the pair of master and apprentice seemed to be on the line of life and death, they could actually last for a long time. Moreover, fighting in the midst of evil is no less than another kind of cultivation, and perhaps you will have to realize more.

The cultivation of bad people is not like the actions of a gentleman. Even if Zhuge Chen is still far from the Confucian gentleman who has both virtue and virtue, when it comes to the beauty of adults, the young man in white is confident that he will not fall behind.

"Liu Qing, you go quickly!" Knowing that he couldn't persuade his one-tendon apprentice Liu Meng, the middle-aged uncle had no choice but to roar at Liu Qing. But when he saw that Liu Qing had no intention of leaving, he had no choice but to give up.

It is indeed terrible for people to die, but it is a good thing to be able to follow the apprentice who he regards as his own to die generously. It's a pity that the incense of their vein was nipped in the bud before it could be carried forward.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged uncle raised his head and shouted: "Evil, I will fight with you! Kill one without loss, kill a pair of blood to earn!"

"Why are you so pessimistic?" Zhuge Chen's voice came slowly, revealing the laziness of people when they woke up: "Isn't it just a group of evil people?"

Liu Meng turned his head to look at the white-clothed young man standing with his hands in his hands, and scolded: "What you said is light, and those who don't know still think that you are an immortal in the realm of good luck?"

Although he was talking, he still had the strength in his hand to slash the evil that flew forward.

"It's not a good luck immortal now. Zhuge Chen said slowly: "But the killing power is even better. ”

As soon as these words came out, even the woman named Liu Qing couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered to herself: "Don't be ashamed to say it." ”

"Really?" Zhuge Chen said softly, with a sword in his hand, Kunlun Taishan directly appeared, shaking all the evil here's evil to death on the spot, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating between heaven and earth: "What should happen now?"

The three of them are just Yamasawa Ye Xiu who can't even mix up the famous hall, where have they ever seen such a big scene. Only the middle-aged uncle was dumbfounded, and hurriedly apologized for his apprentice: "Fang is my two apprentices who are disrespectful, and I beg the sword immortal seniors not to blame." ”

Zhuge Chen shook his head and said: "How can I blame, but you let me see the beauty of human nature that is too difficult to discover, it should be that I thank you." ”

The young man in white was willing to lower his posture, but the middle-aged uncle couldn't, and he didn't dare: "The seniors are serious." ”

He had heard a lot of rumors that Jian Xiu was moody and didn't kill people too much. He didn't want to just escape death and fall into the wolves and lose his life. Thinking about it, since the sword immortal can slaughter countless evil spirits with one sword, killing him is a matter of moving his fingers.

Zhuge Chen saw that the other party's heart was frightened, but he had to laugh it off: "Wait a minute, I'm going to go to a higher place, and the evil there is more worthy of my action." After I'm gone, be careful, and if you can't do it, move down again, but don't die here. ”

Senior Xie Jianxian reminded. The middle-aged uncle said in a deep voice.

Zhuge Chen passed by the middle-aged uncle, turned his head and said, "But don't die here, it's not worth it." ”

The other party was speechless, could it be that he really met the pure-hearted sword immortal senior?

How did he know that the next sentence of the young man in white made him even more stunned: "Wait a minute, the four of us will go to have a drink with my brother?" ”

The middle-aged uncle didn't dare not agree.

Zhuge Chen didn't think this was right for no reason, even if he was a sword immortal, just because of this, he decided the difference between high and low?

All people live the same, and there should be no dignity or humility in their hearts. Who knows how this bullshit world developed into what it is today.

Zhuge Chen was angry in his heart, so he hung the rubber pillar sword upside down and climbed to the city step by step. He walked against the wind, and the sword aura overflowed beside him, and he waited until the evil spirit was strong enough to attack him before he stopped and began to draw his sword.

The young man in white walked slowly, ascending step by step, and the evil cultivation around him became more and more profound, but he could still solve it one by one. The truly difficult evil spirits are not monsters that have lost their minds, they are dressed in black robes, they speak people's words, and most importantly, they are all at the peak of good luck.

is like the evil in front of Zhuge Chen, the black robe is covered with heavy armor, looking at the handsome and martial arts, even if his hands are stained with blood, he still has a fairy demeanor.

Zhuge Chen stepped forward and said, "Fight?"

The evil shook his head and said, "Your realm is too low, and I don't want to kill the nameless."

Like a dream, a sword rose up and slashed at the evil demon named Mumu, cutting out a scar. It's just that the black gas on it is permeated, and no blood comes out.

Zhuge Chen shrugged his shoulders and said easily: "If I kill you, I won't be a nobody." ”

Mu Mu thought so, nodded and said, "That makes sense, but you have to kill me." ”

"My subordinates see the true chapter!" Zhuge Chen rose with his sword and did not use any sword moves. Purely with sword qi, a cloud of black mist swung by Mu Mu appeared in its sight.

The two fought together and played back and forth. In the meantime, there were other weak and evil cults who wanted to intervene, and before Zhuge Chen could make a move, he was pierced by Mu Mu's sharp claws.

Zhuge Chen showed a puzzled expression.

"The weak will die, this is the law of our survival!" Mu Mu shouted loudly as he rushed towards Zhuge Chen again.

It's another bullshit theory.

The scorching sun and bright moon rose alternately, and Zhuge Chen's body fell surging from a high place. It's not like it's only a sword against the evil one, but like a judgment on the warmth and coldness of human feelings that he can't understand anymore.