"This time, if we catch the black-faced ant and skin him with cramps and skin, and hang his head on the gate of Longyang City, not only Da Yan's face, but even Yu Wenxuan's face, he is the king's fierce enemy!"

"The second prince can rest assured, the old man will definitely help the second prince capture the young man this time, and the old man should go all out to seize the throne!" A fine light flashed in the eyes of the old man in the Taoist robe, and his whole body was full of green energy, and he rose up.

"Very wonderful! When this king wins the throne, Elder Qi will be my Great Zhou Taishi!haha......" Speaking of this, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man looked up to the sky and laughed fiercely.

Yes!

However, his laughter stopped abruptly, his smiling face instantly froze, and a silver long sword in the void, with lightning speed, pierced his eyebrows with a sword that was so fast that he didn't even have time for his face to change, just a strange cry that seemed to be laughing but not laughing, and then the sword light turned, and his head sank into the void.

The blood flowed like an infusion, like a blood-colored fountain, blooming in all directions, and the old man in the green robe not far away heard the strange scream, he suddenly turned his face, roared, and his whole body was full of blue light, and a palm hit the void, the cyan giant palm was like an entity, and it was magnified countless times in an instant, and the void was shattered with one palm, and the entire roof was turned into flying ashes, and there was a muffled snort in the void.

Roar!

The old man in the green robe rose to the sky, covered in blue light, the robe was sassy, a green wood sword hung in the void, the sword light was shining, and thousands of cyan air swords were condensed in the void, covering the void with a radius of dozens of zhang, he pointed at the magic trick, the air sword cut through the void, and slashed into the void in the distance, the sword rain dragged a long tail and a piercing scream, and the sword light illuminated the night sky of the entire Longyang City.

The old man in the green robe obviously deliberately controlled the Dao Method, and the qi sword was shot out horizontally, and the hill in the distance made a rumbling sound, if he hit with all his strength, presumably this Longyang City would be destroyed in half.

The place where Xueyue Nunnery is located is the center of Longyang City, such a big movement naturally alarmed the cultivators and defenders in the city, many cultivators flew onto the street, looking towards the sky, only to see the old man in the green robe launch a sword rain, but did not see the opponent.

"Elder Qi, isn't he with the second prince?" Several figures appeared in a chic small courtyard, all of them looked like young men under twenty years old, the leader of the group had an indifferent face, wearing a jade crown, his god was like jade, and the young man in a blue robe was the chief disciple of Tongtian Ye Feng, he just looked at the sky faintly, and the voice came from the mouth of a young man behind him.

"Are all the Elders of Tongtian here?"

A woman in white looked up at the void, her ethereal eyes were shining, looking closely at this woman's bright eyes and bright teeth, Qiong's nose and small mouth, a little cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, and a fairy spirit naturally revealed between her gestures.

"Qiushui won't be in danger, right!" Behind Bai Xi, there are also a few women who show off their branches, each of them is very good-looking, very pretty, but when they are put together, they are immediately overshadowed, and one of the green-clothed girls is worried, if Luo Yu must know this woman at this time, this is Bi Shui, who has just crossed the void and regarded himself as a thief, is already a core disciple at this time.

"Hehe, Sister Bishui is too worried!" Bai Xi said with a smile, like a silver bell, with an indescribable gentle look on her face, she didn't seem to be worried.

In a restaurant, a girl and an old woman are sitting in the restaurant drinking tea, the girl is dressed in purple, long hair to the waist, beautiful eyebrows, bright eyes, Qiong nose pretty face, Qiong nose small mouth, a pair of tiger teeth are extremely cute.

The woman in purple held her chin with her left fist, her slender hand tapped lightly on the table, looking at the old man in the green robe in the sky, her nose wrinkled slightly, and she said lightly: "This Tongtian Sword Sect is really swaggering enough! The war between the two countries of Yan and Zhou has involved this great sect of cultivation, and I want to see Sister Baixi and Sister Qiushui tomorrow, and have a good gathering!"

"Ling'er, at this time, a strange treasure was born, although you have a very good relationship with those two girls, but you can't miss a big deal for the sake of personal feelings!" the old woman glanced at the girl in purple, her eyes were full of doting, and she feigned anger.

"Hmph! There are so many things, it's not all that black-faced colt who can pull out the ruthless lady's phoenix! What kind of monster, he must beat him up when he sees me! Hurt Sister Qiushui and Dayan Kingdom, God is so unfair, Sister Qiushui has such a peerless appearance, the true son of heaven is a black monster!"

Speaking of this, his little tiger teeth were exposed, his ethereal eyes were shining, his face was delicate, Joan's nose was wrinkled, and no one looked like he was angry.

"Ling'er, don't you know, that ruthless lady is a saint who is amazing and brilliant for 8,000 years now, her beauty is famous everywhere, and the name of the sword cast is not the phoenix, but the sword of broken love! There is a legend, she was originally an infatuated lover, and then trapped by love, sad day and night, into the devil's way, vowing to kill all the people in the world, a bloody storm, and finally besieged by many big factions, she escaped, she put all her emotions, including love and hatred, into the sword of love, with this sword to cut off the love thread, and turn into a way! This sword has the infatuation spell cast by the saint before his death, and the infatuation spell holds the lives of the two together!" The old woman's cloudy eyes looked at the sky and seemed to fall into deep memories, what kind of woman was that.

At this time, Murong Qiushui was standing by the lake, his face was pale, and he looked at the old man in the green robe with sword qi in the sky in a daze, the worry on his face became stronger and stronger, his delicate body trembled, his silver teeth bit his red lips, and his watery eyes were misty.

Suddenly, the void trembled, and a figure covered in blood fell from the void, almost falling, it was Luo Yu, his Dao robe was torn, revealing terrifying blood, his whole body was covered with wounds, and the blood stained the red and blue Dao robe, looking at Murong Qiushui who was dressed in white, he actually showed a distorted smile on his face.

Looking at the scarred Luo Yu, the tears in Murong Qiushui's eyes fell down her white cheeks and fell on Luo Yu's smiling face, she was not the princess of Zhaoyang at this time, nor was she a peerless beauty in Shenzhou, just a girl who had been looking forward to the safe return of the person in her heart.

She hurriedly hugged Luo Yu desperately, and the blood instantly stained his white dress as white as snow, a strange blood painting, which was made in an instant, and helped Luo Yu back to the attic.

"Why is it so badly injured! Is it that the old man in the green robe is the old man who is the antique of his Lingtai Jing to attack a small cultivator in the realm of Yuji, and he is not afraid of spreading it and ruining his reputation as a so-called famous and decent family through the sky, Qiushui swears....."

Looking at Luo Yu, who was pale and sitting on the ground, she felt distressed for a while, her face was cold, and she said in a cold voice.

Halfway through speaking, he was interrupted by Luo Yu and said: "Don't be blinded by hatred, I killed the Great Tuesday Prince under his nose, he was ashamed and angry, and it is also common sense, his skills are not as good as others, no wonder others!"

"Do you really think that you are the immortal king above the Nine Heavens! Hearing Luo Yu say this, Murong Qiushui's cold face was laughed angrily, Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and he glanced at Luo Yu.

"Hehe, this hero still likes to look at you and laugh!" "With the operation of the dragon search technique, he was covered with golden light, quickly repairing every inch of skin, a cup of tea, has recovered as before, he is still afraid for a while, the difference in the great realm can not be made up by the Dao method, this Lingtai realm cultivator's mana is like a great river, and the spiritual energy condensation is comparable to a magic weapon, and he can easily cut through his strong body. He didn't want Murong Qiushui to worry, so he quipped.