This time, Nalan Xiaolan was unexpectedly obedient, he didn't resist, just nodded and said: "Since the seniors are willing to help me, the juniors will naturally agree, but this dog demon has been with me for a long time, and if I am left here, I am afraid that I will be a little reluctant." ”

"It's okay! If you want to go out of the city as an old man, no one dares to stop you!"

Nalan Xiaolan was overjoyed in her heart, so it seemed that there was no problem for her to go out of the city.

Thinking of this, he was a little afraid, he didn't rush out of the city before the loss, otherwise he wouldn't know how to be caught.

looked at the old man again, with a look of successful tricks.

The young man shook his head slightly, the two sides were just using each other, but the old man seemed to be a little overconfident, thinking that he could eat himself.

In fact, both underestimated each other.

Under the old man's careful arrangement, Nalan Xiaolan disguised himself as a sword-wielding boy, while the dog demon turned into a rui beast and followed the old man.

Before leaving, the old man had told him many times that if someone interrogated him when he left the city, he would call him Elder Jianming.

Nalan Xiaolan recalled it in her heart for a long time, but she didn't expect where this name came from.

The group walked towards the outside of the city, and the checkpoints on the way were crowded and difficult to walk. But this Elder Jianming, who is an eighth-order cultivator himself, has a high status and status, so naturally no one can stop him.

Moreover, he himself knew that this was just a private checkpoint set up by some Taoists, and to him, it was like a fictitious level.

The two of them mixed through the aisle and road checkpoints, and finally came to the edge of Xuancheng.

At first, Nalan Xiaolan was also forced to enter the city and hide in the vast sea of people. After all, in the huge mountains and forests, there are no people, and there is no way to hide people.

"Stop!" but saw that it was a fifth-order Daoist who spoke, this person was extremely arrogant, and he did not have a trace of respect for Elder Jianming.

"Hmph, do you know who you're talking to?"

"I know, what's the matter, old man, you're crazy!"

There was an extremely heavy evil aura between the eyebrows of that person, and the evil aura meant something.

"You!" heard the sound of a sword, and the man fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

"Haha, why is Jianming Daoist so angry?" I saw a woman in a gauze skirt falling from the sky with a smile.

"Hmph!" Elder Jianming unconsciously took a step back, and seemed a little jealous of this woman.

"Eh, who is this boy next to you?"

The woman's eyes were like crescent moons, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she walked towards Nalan Xiaolan.

The boy was stunned for a moment, he thought that he had been recognized, and was trying to escape by all means, but he saw Elder Jianming step forward and stop in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "This is my newly accepted disciple, please put away your curiosity!"

The terrifying sword momentum burst out, the woman's face changed, she took three steps back, then smiled, and said politely: "I just offended Daoyou!"

"Hmph!" Elder Jianming snorted coldly and left with Nalan Xiaolan.

When passing by the woman, the boy smelled a faint fragrance, this fragrance hit the soul, and all of a sudden, there was another sword sound, and he was much more sober. Looking ahead again, Elder Jianming had already walked out of Xu Yuan, and the boy lowered his head and hurriedly chased after him.

The woman looked at the backs of the two departing and sneered.

Leaving Xuancheng at this time, that boy probably has a problem!

And Nalan Xiaolan has been hiding in the city for so long without revealing her feet, presumably someone is helping!

"The sword roared, don't you understand the disaster of destroying the door?

Jianming took Nalan Xiaolan out of the city, and the atmosphere between the two became delicate.

Atonement depends on the boy, and when he will escape, he will go together, although it seems unlikely.

"Don't try to run away, you don't have a chance with the old man!"

With a sneer, he saw Jian Ming turn around, he could still see Xuancheng behind him, and the white shadow that was far behind him.

"Come here!"

Jian Ming's face changed, and the woman chased out!

The woman was not worried, and followed slowly behind her.

Nalan Xiaolan knew that the other party was not good, and if he had to choose, he would still choose Elder Jianming.

"Nalan Xiaolan, come here, my sister can protect your safety!"

There is a strong temptation in this voice, and the boy is hit again, and the world's moves, illusion is the most unguardable.

The young man froze as he walked towards the old man, his eyes swept blankly over the two of them, and finally walked towards the woman.

"Hmph!" Elder Jianming snorted lightly, but saw the woman smile.

"Jianming, as long as you don't intervene, I can consider telling you about the process of destroying the Hundred Swords Sect!"

"What!" Jian Ming was stunned, losing his last chance to save the boy.

"Damn! you!" I saw a sharp sword appear in front of the old man, and this sword made a slight low sound, like a poisonous snake, ready to attack at any time!

"The Hundred Swords Sect, a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, is unfortunately destroyed in the hands of anger!"

The woman looked at the boy who was getting closer and closer, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"What did you say?"

A terrifying sword poured out, and a void-shaped greatsword fell, the blade less than a finger's distance from the handsome woman's face.

The woman didn't panic in the slightest, and she continued.

"A year ago, the Hundred Swords Sect at that time was unprecedentedly powerful, and it wasn't necessarily much worse than the top family, but it was just ......"

When the woman said this, her watery eyes swept over the big sword on the side, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

Ken Ming comprehended his mind and put away the giant sword.

"It's just that they never expected that two thousand years ago, they established the Hundred Swords Sect as a fat man. Let me ask you, what is the surname of the first generation of the Hundred Swords Sect?"

"Master Dai is not something you can talk about at will!"

"Haha! I still don't know about it, do you dare to say that I am the elder of the Hundred Swords Sect?"

The woman's laughter trembled, leaned forward and leaned back, and there was some ruthlessness in her eyes, only to see him choke the young man's neck.

"This is Nalan Xiaolan who the Qi family wants to hunt down, speaking of which, your 'Daimen Master' has a deep relationship with Nalan!"

Nalan Xiaolan's eyes were confused, obviously still under the control of the illusion.

"Origin?

"Hmph, remember, your Dai Qin Sect Master, his original name is Nalan Qin! Two thousand years ago, he was one of the few Nalan main veins who escaped!"

"What? Master Dai is from the Nalan family? This can't be!"

Jian Ming's eyes questioned, if it was really as the woman said, then how much mistake did he make just now?

The old man's eyes looked at the young man, and there was a kind of kindness.

"Old fellow, you said that the Hundred Swords Gate is extinct, and you are the only one left who is still wandering in the world, aren't you lonely?"

The old man was stunned again when he heard this, the Hundred Swords Gate was his home, he was an orphan, and when he was about to starve to death, his master, that is, the eldest disciple of the Dai Sect Master, rescued himself from hell.

Since that day, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he doesn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Every day, he only needs to keep cultivating, and together with a group of senior brothers, he patrols the suspicious people in the sect.

During that time, he was happy. Shizun was very good to him, and his powerful talent for sword use also unfolded, so his master named him, Jianming!

A thousand years ago, the master of the door disappeared, and his master became the master of the door.

And then there's the catastrophe of a year ago!

And the woman looked at the old man's somewhat confused eyes, and smiled again, but this time it was a fatal smile!

She's good at illusion, but the killer is flowers!

Indeed, except for the feet of Jian Ming, the feet of the others were full of flowers at some point, and the breeze blew, and the flowers seemed to be nodding their heads, and their movements were uniform.

"Blossom!" I saw the sea of flowers spreading towards Jianming's feet, but even if he was a lost person, as long as his cultivation was high enough, he could buy himself a little time.

Jian Ming had already sensed that something was wrong, and he wanted to break free, but a layer of illusion fell, and his old heart began to be angry.

Finally, the sea of flowers spread to his feet, and the looming sense of crisis was constantly reminding Jian Ming, but he could only struggle in the illusion on the spot.

"Flowers extinguished!" Jian Ming's body cracked, and bright red blood flowed down the wound, staining the ground and the flowers red.

"Hahaha! This time it's a great achievement!" the woman laughed, the last person in the Hundred Swords Gate died in her own hands, and the remnants of Nalan were captured alive by herself.

When you are proud, it is also a time for crisis!

The crisis quietly came, and the sharp fangs pierced the woman's blown-tearable skin, and the bright red blood left the woman's body along the fangs.

The woman was slightly angry, the Qi family did not say that Nalan Xiaolan wanted to live, since this is the case, let's all die!

However, the change began, and before the word flower could be spoken, her life was ended.

I saw that Nalan Xiaolan's eyes were glowing with purple light, and the existence of the secret method of Hushan allowed him to find the root of fighting illusion!

If the old man of Hushan knew that Nalan Xiaolan had only discovered that the secret method of Hushan could restrain illusion now, I was afraid that he would not be angry to death.

And the reason for the woman's death was the sound of the sword!

The sword momentum around him began to be disordered, and one precious sword after another was sacrificed by him, killing in all directions irregularly.

From the angry eyes of the old man, it can be seen that he has completely fallen into a fantasy and is at war with vanity!

At such times, the most unlucky must be the creatures around you.

A sharp sword grazed the thin figure of Atonement, if it weren't for the fact that he still retained the thin physique of the Rui Beast, I am afraid that he would have died here!

Looking at the young man again, I can't see that he is panicked, but the sharp energy in his hands is gathered, he is shaping a triple spell, starry sky!

This kind of fateful time, running away is ineffective. Maybe one of the swords will be pierced in the back, and you will be killed.

During this time, he hid in Xuancheng, and was not idle, practicing the starry sky shaping method several times a day, and similarly, he was also studying other high-level triple techniques!

The starry sky that used to take a few times to lay out is now very easy.

A sharp sword stabbed at him, but Nalan Xiaolan was not in a hurry at all, and as soon as the triple spell in his hand was lost, a black autumn starry sky appeared in place.

"Quack!" the sword stabbed into the starry sky, making such a strange sound.

But the sword did not pierce the starry sky, and after losing its power, the sword fell to the ground and plunged into the earth.