Neatly take off all the belongings on your body.

For a while, the tea table was full of things, jade pendants, long swords, sword boxes, robes, a jade seal from the young Li Ping, a piece of armor talisman of the killed martial artist Wang Yuan, a box containing fairy money, and a small mustard seed bag.

When Su Huaigu saw the immortal money in the box, he couldn't close his mouth in surprise, "Ning boy, did you rob the treasure house of the immortal mountain." ”

Ning Baifeng scratched his head in embarrassment, pretending to be stupid.

It can't be said that he really robbed a wealthy family, the Sun family got up by himself, and he couldn't stop it.

When Su Huaigu saw him like this, he knew that there was something else, and he didn't plan to ask more.

Who hasn't bothered yet?

Looking at these things, Su Huaigu pondered for a moment and said, "Stand still and don't move, it's time to watch a good show." ”

But I saw that Su Huaigu fixed the scroll in the air, and then smashed the jade seal with one punch, then the armor talisman, then the jade pendant, and then the treasure money. As these things were shattered, the rich aura in them was spread by the old man, until it covered the entire small formation.

Then in Ning Baifeng's stunned eyes, in the entire small array, bamboo, tea table, bamboo house, ground and even the old man Su Huaigu were all dyed with color, and then projected onto the picture scroll. And Nie Hongzhu on the painting scroll is gradually shrinking, standing next to the tea table in the painting.

It wasn't until this moment that Ning Baifeng understood that the old man was planning to draw himself and the entire small formation into it!

The handwriting and spirit are simply terrifying.

Ning Baifeng found that as the pictures on the picture scroll became clearer and clearer, there were fewer and fewer things in the small array, the tea table was gone, the bamboo residence was gone, and the bamboo forest was also disappearing in large areas, but there were more and more on the picture scroll.

Su Huaigu drove the two swords, one large and one small, out of the scabbard and the sword box, and when he swiped the sword box and the scabbard, they became round and slender, and he stuffed them into the painting to make shafts at both ends. Immediately afterwards, the old man's two palms slapped Chixiao, and the long sword immediately seemed to be deflated, shrinking as if it was an inch, only the length of chopsticks. And when Cun Si was patted by the old man, it was really shrunk by only an inch long, small and exquisite.

At a certain moment, there was a bright light on the screen, and Ning Baifeng had to close his eyes.

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In the purple bamboo forest.

Qiu Qingjiang kept trying to sense the sword qi that had once made his natal flying sword fearful.

Since stepping into the purple bamboo forest, he has found that the current purple bamboo forest has undergone great changes. First of all, the boundary wall between the small formations in the Purple Bamboo Forest disappeared, and the rules for randomly passing through the seven small formations naturally did not exist. Secondly, the whole purple bamboo forest has become larger, and it is easy to lose one's way when it is large.

At this time, Qiu Qingjiang felt that he couldn't tell where he was.

It has been three days since I entered the purple bamboo forest, and I haven't even seen a single person.

Just as Qiu Qingjiang was about to change direction, a bright light rose not far away, illuminating half of the sky. Along with it, there was also an aura that made his natal flying sword tremble.

This sudden turn of events stunned him for a moment, and then a smile of ecstasy appeared on his face, and the tiredness of many days was swept away, and he flashed in the direction of the light.

Passing through the dense bamboo forest, a huge clearing appeared in front of him.

But in the blink of an eye, Qiu Qingjiang's ecstatic mood fell from the clouds to the valley, just because in the middle of the clearing, there was a figure in white standing, and the figure held a huge scroll in his hand.

When Qiu Qingjiang saw this picture, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

Even if he just looked at it from a distance, he could see the extraordinaryness of this picture scroll, not to mention, with his sense of the sword, the sword intent of that picture scroll was extremely strong.

Even if this picture scroll was not something that made his natal flying sword fear, it was a rare treasure.

Standing in the middle of the clearing, holding the treasure of the picture scroll, it was Ning Baifeng.

At this time, he looked at the scroll in his hand and was shocked in his heart. The original vertical scroll was changed into a banner scroll by Su Huaigu, and two flying swords were inhabited in the shaft rod of the scroll, and the picture on the scroll became a misty bamboo forest dwelling, and what shocked him the most was Nie Hongzhu, who lived in the painting, and could move in the painting at will.

This kind of method Ning Baifeng has never heard of, and Lu Yu doesn't know where it is high, if you want to compare, it will be almost high to the outside of the sky.

After Su Huaigu finished painting, he walked out of the picture scroll, left Ning Baifeng with a robe and mustard seed bag, and left a sentence that the matter was urgent, so he dodged and left, leaving Ning Baifeng alone here in a daze to enjoy the painting.

This is also the reason why there is only one person in the painting, and Qiu Qingjiang in the distance can only see one person.

After being lost, Qiu Qingjiang immediately dodged to Ning Baifeng ten zhang away.

Suddenly sensing that there was someone next to him, Ning Baifeng immediately put away the scroll and held it in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Qingjiang's eyelids jumped, and he tried to squeeze out a smile, and said, "Young man, let's discuss, why don't you barter things and sell me the scroll in your hand, how about it?"

Ning Baifeng looked at the smile that was more ugly than crying, and felt a little tired in his heart. Just out of the small formation, the good things that have just arrived have not been covered with heat, they are looked at by others, and they want to open their mouths, and they are in a bad mood for anyone.

It's just that soon, Ning Baifeng's heart sank in the blink of an eye.

Jindan Dixian.

Looking at the qi machine evaluation, Ning Baifeng has done this kind of thing many times, and he is accurate when he looks at it, and this time is naturally no exception.

Ning Baifeng straightened his face, shook his head and said, "The seniors are kind and well-intentioned, and the juniors say goodbye." ”

Qiu Qingjiang immediately stretched out his hand, "Wait!"

Ning Baifeng turned his head, "What else is there to do with the seniors?"

Qiu Qingjiang was speechless for a while, he only shouted out in a hurry, he didn't want this person to leave like this, if he really wanted to say something, he didn't want to buy that painting.

Thinking about this stubble clearly, Qiu Qingjiang immediately said: "Young man, you make a price." ”

Ning Baifeng frowned, "Seniors, they all said that if this painting is not sold, it won't matter how much money it is! If there is nothing else, let's say goodbye." ”

After speaking, Ning Baifeng turned around and left.

"Stop!" a shout of rage came from behind.

Ning Baifeng stopped as he said.

He didn't stop because there was any power in this sentence, what was really powerful was the flying sword that exuded a cold glow in front of him.

This flying sword was not his own, it could only be the one of the Dijin Dan Earth Immortal behind him. This is the first time Ning Baifeng has encountered sword cultivation, according to the division of the realm of sword cultivation, the four realms of mysteries correspond to the sword gall realm, and the five realms of the golden pill correspond to the sword pill realm of condensing gall. Everyone in the world knows that sword cultivation has great killing power, and a sword cultivator can fight against two people of the same realm without falling behind.

This middle-aged man turned out to be a Sword Pill Realm sword cultivator, which made Ning Baifeng a little unexpected.

Ning Baifeng looked at the flying sword and didn't look back, "Senior, what do you want?!"

The man behind him sneered, and the flying sword arced around Ning Baifeng and returned to the man.

Ning Baifeng turned around, his face gloomy as water.

The middle-aged man's face completely changed at this time, and he sneered: "Boy, talk about whether you want to make a price or not, if you don't open it, it's up to me to make the price now." ”

Ning Baifeng smiled, completely angry.

Suppressing people with force, and then coming to buy and sell by force, this business scripture is about to catch up with the thieves blocking the way, so I almost shouted the famous saying of robbery.

Ning Baifeng sneered: "Next, do you want to say, how much is my life worth, how much is this picture scroll worth, is it enough to use my life to resist this painting, if it is enough, you can put down the painting and leave, if it is not enough, then take out all the valuable objects to resist your life, if it is not enough, you can only say sorry, who told you that your life is thinner than paper, right?"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, he didn't expect this young man to be so alert, and in a blink of an eye, he saw through the thoughts in his heart, it seemed that he was an old man who had traveled a long way.

Just see through it, what, is there a choice?

The middle-aged man said, "Since you understand, then you should go to the ground for peace!"

Before the words fell, a cold light flashed around the middle-aged man.

Almost at the same time as the cold light flashed, Ning Baifeng suddenly leaped to the right.

The wind flashed, and a strand of hair fell.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened instantly, a little incredulous. Suddenly a sword was dodged, Meng?

He knew exactly how fast his sword was, and he probably had an estimate of what the strength of the young man on the other side was, and it was a fool's dream to be able to dodge the flying sword of the Sword Pill Realm Sword Cultivation in the lower three realms.

So the only explanation is that, with a sense of crisis, blinded, and blinded.

The middle-aged man smiled at the corner of his mouth, which was a little interesting.

In the open space, Ning Baifeng kept changing positions and twisting in various weird postures, and every time he moved, the middle-aged man in the distance had a gloomy face.

After more than ten breaths, the middle-aged man reached out and grabbed an object, and said with a gloomy face: "No wonder you dare to be so tough, there are really some doorways." Put down the painting, I can spare your life. ”

Ning Baifeng touched the scratch on his neck that oozed a trace of blood, the last moment just now was extremely dangerous, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, his throat would have been pierced at this moment.

The act just now was not his fault, since that body sword qi burst out, after waking up, he found that his eyes were a little different, as for what was different, he couldn't tell what was different. Until the moment when the middle-aged man suddenly launched the flying sword, he knew what was different, he could actually see the flight trajectory of the flying sword. That's why he was able to dodge the flying sword, after all, Meng couldn't get it right every time.

Ning Baifeng looked at the middle-aged man and sneered, "Will you believe this?"

Since ancient times, killing people and taking treasures, killing people first, grabbing treasures later, how can there be people who don't kill people in the future, waiting for this person to seek revenge on you in the future?

The middle-aged man laughed at himself, knowing that it was not Hina'er on the other side, it was really a bit of a superfluous move. As soon as he raised his hand, there was a slight sword roar in the air.

Ning Baifeng rolled to the left, raised the scroll in his hand, and two rays of light swept out, one green and one red.

There was a crisp sound in the air.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, "Flying sword outside the body?!"

Ning Baifeng didn't care what the middle-aged man said, got up and immediately strode away.

Immediately behind him, there was a non-stop clanging sound, and sparks flew in the air.

was able to dodge the middle-aged man's flying sword before, but it was only because the middle-aged man kept his strength and was tempted. It's different now, with his heart, Ning Baifeng's Cun Si and Chixiao can only barely stop the flying sword, not to mention that the middle-aged man hasn't done it himself yet, and if he doesn't escape, he can really only go into the ground.

Seeing that the young man in white was about to escape, a sneer appeared on the corner of Qiu Qingjiang's mouth.

Can you escape?

I saw him step on his right foot, leaving an afterimage on the spot.

Ning Baifeng, who was running in stride, instantly stood on end, like a man's back. Forcibly turned around while running, and without thinking about it, the Qi Sea Sword Qi rushed out of his fingers with all his might.

A brilliant purple sword light slammed into an invisible aura.

Ning Baifeng flew out upside down in an instant, breaking countless green bamboos, and forcibly knocking the dense bamboo forest out of a road dozens of zhang long.

After the purple light disappeared in the air, the middle-aged man's figure was revealed, and he looked shocked.

A mortal realm cultivator could burst out with such a sword qi and also block a sword pill realm sword cultivator's blow, which was a bit beyond his common sense. But with a slight shock from Kenmaru, he immediately went into ecstasy.

The sword that exudes an earth-shattering sword aura is on this kid!

The middle-aged man figured out this section, and immediately stepped out without hesitation, and slashed another sword at the white-clothed young man lying on the ground.

As soon as the sword came out, a string blade suddenly appeared, shattering it.

The middle-aged man's body stopped suddenly, and he shouted violently, "Who is it!"

The sound of the piano is crisp and melodious.