After saying this, Chao Fengchen did not rush to the mountain gate, but turned to a wooden building, and Feng Lu, who had already given birth to a good luck to slip away, looked at Chao Fengchen, and the big stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground, but he was a little worried.

Chao Fengchen asked, "That little guy before, you said you wanted to teach him swordsmanship?"

The big black donkey was struck by lightning, thinking to himself, how could you hear what I said to fool that kid, teach people swordsmanship, do you think I look like?

In the face of Chao Fengchen, Feng Lu has a natural fear, I don't know if it is because Chao Fengchen used to be the identity of Chao Qingqiu's sword qi, or because he was originally a demon cultivator.

Anyway, the bath is able to avoid dealing with the wind and dust of the court, so it tries its best not to deal with the wind and dust.

At this moment, he asked Fengchen, and Feng Lu said stupidly, "Aren't I teasing him, who knows that he is a stunned young man, so he will go regardless of it." ”

He didn't finish this sentence, and added a sentence in his heart that those who practice swords are crazy.

Chao Fengchen didn't have time to think about what the black donkey was thinking, so he just stood here, motionless.

Feng Lu cautiously asked, "Chao Daxia, don't you care about the guy who came to demolish the house?"

Chao Daxia is the title that Feng Lu pondered for a long time before giving Chao Fengchen the title, but this is the first time he has shouted out.

Chao Fengchen didn't care, just smiled and said: "A Qingsi Realm monk, just a few sword things, let Li Fuyao fight with him first, and finally come to a person who can make Li Fuyao fight for his life, it's just a waste, it's not appropriate." ”

Feng Lu swallowed his saliva, and he only knew at this time that Li Fuyao had returned to the mountain.

Chao Fengchen thought about it, and thought about turning around and going to the Hidden Sword Tower to see the young man who copied the Sword Sutra before, but after walking a few steps, he thought that this Xiaoyi Building was knocked on the door by outsiders, and almost all the disciples had arrived at the mountain gate, where else would there be any disciples in the Hidden Sword Tower.

Chao Fengchen suddenly felt a little bored, why don't you go and see how the hot pot is prepared first?

Thinking of the thing he ate last time, Chao Fengchen had a smile on his face, obviously extremely satisfied.

Just as he was distracted, there was a trotting woman in the distance, who was running through the snow with her scabbard in her arms, obviously going to the ashram, who else could it be.

Yu Yan, who went up the mountain after Li Fuyao, knew the sound of the mountain gate, so she chose a path to enter Xiaoyi Tower, and trotted all the way to invite Chao Fengchen, what the situation on the mountain was, she was a little clear.

If Gongzi hadn't killed the old man before, but had gone up the mountain in full heyday, she might not have been so worried, but she had just killed a monk and was going to meet another one, no matter how much Yu Yan thought about it, she wouldn't think that Li Fuyao really had a chance of winning.

So the easiest and most direct way is to ask for a shot at the dust.

Yu Yan trotted all the way, looked up when she passed by the wooden building, and found that Chao Fengchen was standing in the snow looking at her, Yu Yan was startled, then relaxed, ran towards Chao Fengchen, and came to Chao Fengchen, before he could speak, he heard Chao Fengchen ask: "I remember that you are a southerner?

Yu Yu nodded, but he was puzzled.

Chao Fengchen said with a smile: "I asked Liu Ning to prepare the ingredients, and now I remember that he is not from the south, but I am afraid that it is not as delicious as you make, you go to the bamboo building and do me a favor." ”

Since Chao Fengchen spoke, naturally no one would object, Yu Yan thought that I had something important to find you, but you asked me to prepare a hot pot?

Chao Fengchen knew what she was thinking, and said flatly: "Li Fuyao can't die, I'll save him later." ”

Yu Yu keenly catches the keyword, wait a while?

Yu Yan originally thought that after Chao Fengchen said this, he would at least have to explain it, but he didn't expect that after saying this, Chao Fengchen had no interest in speaking, he continued to turn his head and stand in place, a little distracted, as if he was thinking about something important.

Even if Yu Yan had doubts, he didn't ask again in the face of Chao Fengchen, so he could only run to the bamboo building, thinking that the son's nineteen was still in the bamboo building, and he had to help him take care of it.

Windfall was hesitant to leave with Yuyu, but Chao Fengchen quickly looked at him.

Feng Lu smiled awkwardly, "Chao Daxia, is there something?"

Chao Fengchen smiled, "The time has come." ”

Fenglu is not a stupid donkey, many people think so, he naturally knows that Chao Fengchen is going to the mountain gate to rescue poor Li Fuyao, but he is a stupid donkey, and he doesn't know that Chao Fengchen's words are to let him carry him.

Maybe I know it, and I've been pretending to be stupid.

But no matter what, Bath did not escape the fate of Chao Fengchen who once again used him as a mount.

He rode towards the mountain gate.

The speed is not slow, it is all because Feng Lu thinks that if it is late, the fool Li Fuyao will be killed.

He trotted while thinking that Li Fuyao would really owe him a favor in the future.

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On the side of the mountain gate, Li Fuyao's words failed to dispel the gray-clothed man's covetousness for Sword Nineteen, and he really started to do it, and Li Fuyao, who was still agitated in the Lingfu to this day, stiffened his head, and handed out a sword, the wind and snow were all over the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.

Many of the disciples of Xiaoyilou who were watching the battle on this side of the mountain gate were fascinated.

The man in gray knew that the swordsman was powerful, and he always pulled out a large distance, and responded with a strong qi machine, Li Fuyao thought that he should be a certain wild cultivator, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have even been able to have a magic weapon in the Taiqing Realm.

The monks of the Taiqing Realm should not be so stumbling.

The sword qi rolled up thousands of piles of snow, Li Fuyao had already established his prestige in front of countless Xiaoyilou disciples, and I believe that if anyone meets him in the future, Li Fuyao will always salute sincerely.

It's just that the premise of all this must be based on Li Fuyao's ability to survive today, otherwise it will not be a salute, and he can only mourn at his grave in the future.

The wind and snow were blowing, Li Fuyao disappeared from the place, and in just a moment, he pulled into the distance between him and the man in gray, Li Fuyao, who was holding a sword in one hand, looked slight, the swordsman faced the enemy, and the best situation was within a zhang in front of him, which was the most terrifying area for the swordsman's killing power.

But the monks of the three sects all knew that this was a place of death, and it was destined that few people would be willing to let the swordsman get close, and every time Li Fuyao faced the enemy, the most he thought about was how to close the distance between him and the opponent.

Forcibly breaking through a barrier formed by a man in gray with a qi machine, Li Fuyao's face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, but his body did not stop, he took a deep breath, and continued to sweep forward, which was bound to reach the other party.

The monks of the three sects generally do not boil their physique, and the only opportunity to improve their body is when they step into the Taiqing Realm and wash all the dirt on their bodies, but the swordsmen are different, just when they step into the sword qi realm, they transform the qi in the spirit mansion into sword qi, and the daily sword qi travels in the meridians is a grinding process, and it is even more troublesome to come from the Qingsi Realm to the Taiqing Realm, and it is necessary to use the sword qi to wash every inch of flesh and blood on the body little by little, so it is difficult, so it is slow, but the corresponding killing power is also amazing.

Therefore, in this world, only demon cultivators who are born with strong physiques can compete with swordsmen in physique.

If you want to be strong, you have to put in a lot of effort.

It's just that when Li Fuyao was about to get in front of the man in gray, he saw the mockery on the corner of the man's mouth, and then a majestic aura followed.

A scroll several feet long appeared above the head of the man in gray.

Mountains and rivers are painted on it.