Why Tang Qian was able to suddenly fall from the sky, and how did he get to the place of this plain, everything had to start when he and the old man walked out of the mana barrier.

The White Republic has become a piece of loess, but the remnants of the people still believe that the old man who can bring food and water with the wave of his hand is the so-called god, and then re-establish a small settlement in the middle of the sandy mountains with the help of a grotto.

Most of the people of the White Republic no longer live here, and most of the people left behind are old, weak, sick and disabled, and the few people who remain are nostalgic for their hometown.

The people of the White Republic of China live a long life so they are happy, even if their home and country are no longer there, they all have a very optimistic state of life, so this grotto is usually full of laughter.

These are all things that the old man said when the old man walked towards the outside of the grotto with Tang Qian, and he frowned at this time: "But today is not quite right." ”

Quietly, incredibly quiet.

It's as if something is dead.

When the old man led out of the grotto, they breathed a sigh of relief, and a group of Bai Minguo, Lan Ruoci, Bai Meng and others all lay down in the wind and sand, snoring endlessly, but they were made to fall asleep by spells.

"This is because I am afraid that external forces can also let you out, I am not dead yet, and the Demon Ancestor does not want to be mixed with too much cause and effect in this realm, so he just put them to sleep. The old man shook his head, his life was short, and this demon ancestor had begun to do many things that he had never done in previous years.

"The sleep affected by this spell is very dead...... I remember that I should still have a soul awakening incense......" The old man was about to go back to rummage, when he saw that Tang Qian had already kicked over-

"Hurry up, I can't wait over there. Tang Qian gave Lan Ruozi a kick and then began to shake Bai Meng again.

"Hey, hey, even if you ...... like this" The old man was about to preach, but found that Lan Ruoci and Bai Meng had woken up leisurely.

The old man immediately changed his head: "It seems that the old man's mana is not bad, even the demon ancestor has no way to put a lot of power into this world." But he knew in his heart how weakened his mana was, and it could only be Tang Qian's sword just now-

Could it be that it wasn't broken, but what else was done?

The nearby Bai Republic people also gradually woke up, they saw the old man all respectfully saluted, when the old man explained that this was the spell of other "immortals", those Bai Republic people believed in a daze, and then they did their own thing, and restarted this small settlement.

"So we're going to go to that plain full of monsters and monks now, right? Lan Ruoci quickly understood what Tang Qian said.

Bai Meng was still a little confused: "But according to what you said, there are already '100,000 urgent' over there, how can we get three days of work in the past now." ”

Tang Qian touched his chin: "It seems that this is really the case......"

There was a sudden terrible birdsong in the sky, and then a shout that was obviously not loud but tried to make his voice out: "Listen to the 'big man' below, you Bai Minguo can't imprison our friends who conquered the giant bird, hand over Tang Qian and Bai Meng and...

...”

Tang Qian looked at the sky, on it was the Zhou Rao country man who had the biggest temper but actually had the best relationship with Tang Qian and them, he lay on the giant bird they were most afraid of before, and yelled downward: "And, and ......"

Tang Qian couldn't help but smile dumbly: "This may be the best way for us to reach that plain." ”

Lan Ruoci also smiled: "He must have forgotten what my name is." ”

Tang Qian looked at the old man: "Are you going?"

The old man's head shook like a rattle: "That immortal immortal is over there, I didn't go to kill myself." He immediately started chattering again, Tang Qian didn't pay attention to him, and shouted loudly, and the giant bird saw Tang Qian and fell.

The old man's eyes rolled: "Boy, did you say that the Immortal Immortal created another Mountain and Sea Sect Master?"

Tang Qian bent over, and after greeting the people of Zhou Rao with the etiquette of Zhou Rao, he said to the old man: "There is indeed such a person. ”

The old man rubbed his hands and said, "Then can you take these people of the White Republic with you, as your help, and then when everything is over, you let that other mountain and sea gate master come to this world for a trip, he was created by an immortal immortal, I don't think it is much different from my firefly love." ”

Tang Qian frowned: "You won't be thinking about a bad way to give up or something, right?" ”

The old man shook his head: "I know my own situation, the soul is no longer enough to take away, there is no successor to the Shanhaimen, if someone can really maintain the order of this world again, maybe only 'myself' can do it." ”

Tang Qian understood that the old man wanted to give the Shan Hai Jing to another Shanhai Gate Master, and with the person who controlled the magic weapon, this vision of the Bai Republic of China could naturally follow the idea of the Shanhai Gate Master, the old man could not control it, and the Shanhai Gate Master who regained the Shanhai Sutra could control it.

Because he is younger, his mana is stronger, and his soul is more stable.

Tang Qian agreed, and the old man went to Zhang Luo those people of the White Republic of China.

It will take at least three days to get from here to the plain, so Tang Qian also understands that the old man needs him to help with this, but it is not the Bai Republic of China who wants him to help, everything is already over when the people of the Bai Republic come, and there is no need to rush to kill.

Tang Qian didn't say anything, and got on the back of the bird with Zhou Rao.

"This sword was created by us, you should have returned to Zhou Rao Country to get the sword yesterday, I think it is probably those people of the White Republic who have bad intentions and detain you, who thinks you are okay." That week, Rao Guoren seemed to be complaining about Tang Qian's unpunctuality.

Tang Qian smiled and said, "Thank you for coming to rescue us." ”

Zhou Rao's voice suddenly became louder: "How could it be that I came to save you!"

Tang Qian couldn't help laughing again, he understood why the old man wanted to continue the customs of this world, because there were too many things to cherish.

The giant bird has extremely wide wings and flies fast.

In an instant, he had arrived in Zhou Rao, and the people of Zhou Rao said: "This sword was given to you, but you must use it carefully, because although it is forged by us, the best swords are still in the furnace, and your war is not a day or two, waiting to be fought."

Once we've made it, we'll forge some nice scabbards and send them to you. ”

Tang Qian knew in his heart that tonight maybe there would be a clear understanding of this heaven-seizing battlefield, how could he wait until a few days later to deliver the sword.

But he said: "There is no need, when the time comes, you go to the old man of the White Republic first, and he will tell you when it is safe to come to the battlefield." ”

After saying that, the giant bird fell, and the people of Zhou Rao jumped off the bird's back, and when the giant bird fell again, it had reached the plain.

Then Tang Qian, who was there, leaped down and stood in front of Lu Buwei with a sword.

The moment Tang Qian drew his sword, the battle between the two had already begun.

Lan Ruoci fell and stood in front of the lifelong monk.

"Donor...... The little monk's body is not controlled, the little monk will tell the flaws in his moves, the route of his moves, please kill me, can you?"

"I try. Lan Ruoci was also very helpless, the monk in front of him was not an ordinary monk.

How strong is the fist of a lifelong monk, Lan Ruoci didn't expect to be able to experience it personally.

"Nice company. Lu Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Qian said: "Go together, fortunately he can-" Before he finished speaking, Lu Buwei had already slashed it with a knife.

Tang Qian raised his sword to block horizontally, the long sword cast by Rao Guo this week was indeed outstanding, Tang Qian only felt that his body was pressed down by a huge force, and even the ground under his feet was cracked inch by inch, but this sword only hummed, and there was not even a gap.

Lu Buwei grinned: "Do you want to say: 'It's good that he can drag on a lifelong monk, so you can win me one-on-one?' ”

Because Tang Qian was not slashed by a sword, but blocked this move with a sword in one hand, Lu Buwei did not plan to cut down a knife immediately.

A lifelong monk flew with his palms on the side, wearing flowers and picking leaves, and he was able to say: "Senior Lu, this is not the time to win——"

Lu Buwei had already laughed, and raised his hand again: "It's a good thing that you can win me." ”

With a knife falling, it seems that the sky is falling apart.

"Tang Qian!" Lu Buwei shouted.

Did he want an opponent to fight him, or did he want a friend who could stop him from continuing to be controlled under Fu Er's men and killing the monks?

Or is he worried that Tang Qian has died under this knife?

"I don't seem to have ever looked at Senior Lu from this angle, it's really tall. ”

Tang Qian was still holding the sword high.

It seems to have never moved.

Tang Qian looked back: "General Lu Feng, can you go and help a group of Lan Ruoci?"

Lu Feng had been behind Tang Qian, his expression was a little complicated.

Why did Tang Qian take Lu Buwei for two moves?

Tang Qian said, "You'd better hurry, because I'm going to try to avoid the next knife." ”

Lu Buwei wants to cut the person, it seems that there is never a way to avoid it, some say that the qi machine has been locked by Lu Buwei's mana, and some say that this is Lu Buwei's spell, as long as the knife is out, the knife will be hit.

But in any case,

Lu Buwei still raised the knife again.

Hold it high. He has never been afraid of any attack on him by his opponent at this time.

This is a very simple truth, at this time, Tang Qian will definitely be cut by Lu Buwei when he takes out his sword.

Lu Buwei was confident that his knife was heavier.

The battle between swords has never been conclusive, but Lu Buwei knew that Tang Qian would take out the sword at this time, and it must be Tang Qian's death and his own serious injury.

So he had already said, "Get out of the way." ”

Tang Qian really dodged away, Lu Buwei continued to swing the knife, this knife was faster, so fast that Lu Buwei's mouth didn't have time to open, the knife had already continued to swing.

It was Fu Er who was controlling his movements.

Tang Qian dodged away again.

Lu Buwei's knife, no matter how many mysteries there are, can only be used in this heaven-seizing battlefield, but it can only be used out of twelve, and Tang Qian probably guessed why this knife seems to have the eyes of a powerful ghost, and it has been following him.

Fast.

Lu Buwei swung his knife too quickly.

However, Tang Qian dodged faster, just a slight movement of his footwork, and he had already dodged seven knives.

Lu Buwei seems to have never been able to cut down from top to bottom.

This is also his habit, the so-called knife technique, which is used when directly slashing people and not killing them.

Therefore, Lu Buwei rarely uses those knife techniques that require changing the path of the knife.

At this time, it was used again.

Suddenly, there was a horizontal knife, as if Ding Ding was dissolving a cow, not to mention that Tang Qian was in front of him, even if it was a piece of mountain stone iron ore, it would be easily divided into countless parts, and finally the knife stopped behind him.

This is to keep swinging the knife next time.

But Tang Qian did not die, nor did he become minced meat, and he was no longer in front of him.

Lu Buwei's head didn't move, and his eyes were already looking in the direction of the knife.

It's an intuition that precedes the action of "turning your head".

And then you turn your head.

At this time, Lu Buwei already had a feeling in his hand.

There seems to be an extra fallen leaf on the knife.

Or three taels of cotton wool.

Or is it the weight of a person whose body strength is too strong to ignore!

Then Lu Buwei's eyes saw Tang Qian's figure.

Tang Qian stood on the knife and leaned forward, with momentum.

This sword is dazzling!

A dazzling sword.

(End of chapter)