The moon is in the sky, but people are in front of them.

Of course, the Mingyue Sword was in his hand, and Ye Shengge's majestic qi machine poured into the Mingyue Sword, and he absorbed a lot of silk, but when the sword fell down, the old Taoist priest felt that the distance between himself and Ye Shengge was closer, if it was placed before, he would definitely feel very happy, after all, if he wanted to kill Ye Shengge, he had to let her in front of him, and then he would kill him, but now, he faintly felt bad, especially the grass that was circling outside, which made him have a lot of ideas, and the grass was like a pair of eyes, staring at him at the moment。

Ye Shengge's expression remained unchanged, but he held the hilt of Mingyue's sword tightly with both hands, and the grass was gradually green and swept over with sword qi at this moment.

This made the old Taoist priest have to be distracted and use a part of the silk wool to stop the grass from getting green, but his qi has skyrocketed, and it seems that it will not be long before Ye Shengge can be completely killed here.

This is a process of wrestling, the winner lives, and the loser dies.

"Do you want to die by yourself and let Li Fuyao live?"

Although the old Taoist priest was a little uneasy in his heart, he still spoke, "As a Daoist, as long as you leave here, whether it is Liang Yi or Ye Sheng behind you, you can support you, as long as you are careful in the future, there should not be today's situation, as long as Li Fuyao drags me, this situation can be solved, but why are you coming?"

Ye Shengge frowned, ignoring the words of the old Taoist, she has her own plans for what she wants to do and what choices she wants to make in this life, why should others say more, even if others want to say it, but what does it matter to her?

She doesn't want to stay on the mountain, so she will go down the mountain, if she wants to go to Sword Mountain, then go to Sword Mountain, if she is unhappy, she will beat Sword Mountain, she is very unhappy now, then she can only let the person on the other side die.

Ye Shengge took a deep breath, a pair of wings shone brightly, and it seemed that an ancient fierce bird appeared in the sky above the alley at this moment.

The Luanniao clan is one of the ancient clans of the demon clan, and it is the strongest bird clan except for the phoenix, after the phoenix is wiped out, it is the king of the white bird, but time has passed, and now the Luanniao clan has no clansmen, only Ye Shengge, the blood of the human race and the demon clan.

But Ye Shengge, who inherited the bloodline of the Luanniao clan and the saint, has a strong bloodline, which is already an indelible fact.

Although she is a Spring and Autumn Realm, where is an ordinary Ascending Realm that can kill her so easily.

The old Taoist priest looked at the emptiness of the sky, and was silent for a moment, his eyes were very complicated, a monk like Ye Shengge was born to be a strong man, but what about him, he has practiced for so many years, experienced difficulties again and again, and finally stopped at the top of the building, and wanted to take another step forward, it was very difficult, and it was almost impossible to rely on himself.

If it weren't for what the man promised, he wouldn't have taken the risk to kill Ye Shengge.

There are many people in the world who are not easy to kill, but none of them are Ye Shengge.

How high the cost of killing her was, it is impossible to assess.

The old Taoist priest said indifferently: "Give you almost a hundred years, maybe you can become another Canghai, this is something that has never happened in the world, a monk can become Canghai within a hundred years, but you are very hopeful to do it, as a Taoist senior, you should not be so cruel to the juniors, but killing you naturally has a reason to kill you, even if you are resentful, there is no way." ”

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest had already raised his hand, he obviously held the dust whisk in one hand, and the other hand could be free, but when his hand was empty, a sword had already come from outside the sky.

The green silk sword swept from a distance.

After the sword, Li Fuyao ran wildly in the alley, he strode across the ground of the alley, leaving a footprint on the ground with each step, and when the green silk sword had fallen in front of the old Taoist, Li Fuyao's hand was on the hilt of the green silk sword, after holding the sword, it was a sword to cut off, the old Taoist priest stretched out his hand, the green silk sword came out of his hand, Li Fuyao spit out a mouthful of blood, but then Li Fuyao was not in a hurry to hold the grass and get green, but took a step forward, and the sword in the sleeve of the fairy sword slipped out, and then was thrown forward by Li Fuyao。

The Immortal Sword went away with an absolutely powerful sword aura.

It was nailed to the center of the old Taoist priest's eyebrows.

The Immortal Sword is one of the sharpest swords in the world, so the old Taoist's body protection qi did not stop the Immortal Sword for even a moment.

The Immortal Sword landed on his eyebrows, but he couldn't move on.

Ye Shengge let go of the bright moon in his hand at this time, and then the slender jade hand landed on the hilt of the Immortal Sword.

In the frightened eyes of the old Taoist, Ye Shengge slapped the hilt of the sword.

Countless qi machines rolled up with the Immortal Sword to pierce the eyebrows, penetrating the old Taoist's head, no blood was spilled, only some white slurry fell in the wind and snow, but it also disappeared quickly, which was covered by the wind and snow.

The old Taoist priest looked incredulous, "What kind of sword is this?"

He is a monk who ascends the tower, and most of the magic weapons in this world are against him, and it is impossible for him to kill him with one blow, but why this sword penetrated his body so easily, he couldn't understand it, and if he couldn't understand it, he had an incredible face.

Ye Shengge's wings had hung down weakly, she was seriously injured in this battle, and Li Fuyao's face was as pale as paper.

The old Taoist priest stood and did not fall, but his vitality gradually faded out.

Soon his mouth opened slightly, spit out a green bead, and then the whole person fell down.

Li Fuyao picked up the green bead and asked, "What is this?"

Although Li Fuyao has seen a lot of things on Sword Mountain, those files are all about swordsmanship, and he doesn't have much to do with other things, so he can only ask Ye Shengge.

Ye Shengge frowned slightly, looked at it a few times, and then said: "It's the hidden pearl, it is refined by the demon pill of the hidden demon clan over there in the demon land, it can erase the breath, look at this one, it should be the demon pill of a big demon, it is the best kind, he took it, he should be afraid that others will know that he came to kill me." ”

Li Fuyao sighed, if this hidden pearl really has such a good effect, it is a priceless treasure, if you provoke a certain big demon later, you can use this hidden pearl to escape.

However, Li Fuyao still handed the hidden pearl to Ye Shengge.

Ye Shengge frowned and said, "What are you doing for me?"

"Don't you like collecting artifacts?"

"I don't like it. ”

"Then you have so many magic weapons. ”

"Just for the convenience of fighting. ”

"Then it's more convenient for you to have this. ”

......

......

There was a brief silence.

Ye Shengge looked at Li Fuyao and said expressionlessly: "This is what he put in his mouth." ”