The person surnamed Shu looked at the people who were living in the Jingling Dao Law, and laughed slyly.

Because the exercises have the same origin, Xi Tianxiao still has perception, but his body can't move.

He also wanted to break the barrier of the person with the surname of the book in the same way that the person with the surname of the book broke his Dao Dharma barrier before.

However, the difference in strength between the two is too great, and several attempts have been unsuccessful.

"Hehehe, boy, give up, no matter how wonderful you are, you are only a mortal. ”

The person surnamed Shu laughed, no longer paying attention to the struggling Xi Tianxiao, paced in front of the kite, and looked around her incessantly.

"Good, good..."

"I didn't expect that... At a young age... There are so many secrets..."

"Tut-tut... What kind of luck is this... will be favored by so many treasures..."

The eyes of the man surnamed Shu lit up, and he kept smashing his mouth, looking at the kite greedily.

"It's the perfect collection of secrets I've ever seen in my life..."

As he spoke, the man with the surname raised his hand to caress the cheek of the kite.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

The person surnamed Shu was shocked, the barrier he had set up with the Quiet Spirit Dao method had not been lifted yet, how could anyone be able to walk around in it?

Besides, even if you can walk, it's in the air, how can there be footsteps?

The man with the surname lowered his hand, squinted his eyes, and looked around warily.

A figure descended from the clouds, as if there were stairs underfoot, slowly and carefully.

"The surname is Shu, and you have been left to live until now, not to let you run out and spray feces everywhere. ”

"Everyone swore that everything in the past would be turned and not allowed to be mentioned again. ”

"We will no longer pursue your past, nor will we hunt you down. ”

"You will not appear again, but you will all be dead. ”

"Now you appear in full view of everyone and don't say anything, and what you say here is a lie. ”

"The most unforgivable thing is that you dare to bully my apprentice. ”

"You're forcing me to kill you. ”

Qiu Xian said with a straight face, very unpleasantly, and slowly walked towards the kite.

The person surnamed Shu subconsciously stepped back, keeping a distance from Qiu Xian.

"I didn't expect that... You're still alive..."

The person surnamed Shu looked at Qiu Xian and said with a gloomy face.

Qiu Xian stopped in front of the kite and tilted his head to look at the person with the surname of the book.

"Oh, so somebody told you I'm dead?"

"Hehehe, then should I praise you for being well-informed?"

"Or should you be judged to be an accomplice of those people and killed on the spot?"

The person surnamed the book looked at Qiu Xian and smiled slyly.

"Hehehe, with you now, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me. ”

Qiu Xian listened, and smiled back with contempt.

"Hmph, it seems that you are an accomplice of those people by default. ”

"Then don't blame me for not keeping my promises. ”

Two small silver flowers flew out of Autumn Emerge's sleeves and floated on either side of her.

The smile on the face of the person with the surname disappeared, and he looked at the two small flowers, his eyebrows tightened.

"Damn... It took time to spend..."

"Hey, hey, Qiuxian, you're a seriously injured and dying person, so desperate, aren't you afraid of dying violently?"

Qiu Xian snorted coldly.

"Hmph, it doesn't take much effort to kill you. ”

Two small flowers moved, one of them slowly fluttering, drifting towards the person with the surname of the book.

The other spun rapidly, constantly changing its trajectory, slashing at the person with the surname of the book.

"Hey, crazy woman, you look down on me too much!"

A large black brush appeared in the hand of the man with the surname of the book.

The person with the surname of the book holds a pen and waves it in the air.

The golden spiritual power seeped into the tip of the pen, and a large "shield" character would appear in the air.

The golden light flickered, and a pale golden barrier appeared around the person with the surname of the book.

Scold!

The rapidly spinning floret slashed at the barrier, sending out a string of sparks that did not damage the barrier.

The man surnamed Shu smiled coldly.

"Hehehe, Hu Lian's waste is still a bit useful, although it didn't kill you directly, but under the serious injury, your strength was damaged after all. ”

"If it was before, I wouldn't have been able to put this word "shield" a few times. ”

"But I'm afraid you won't have a chance to break through this shield today. ”

"Hehehe, it seems that the person who was killed today may not be who it is!"

The brush waved again, and the word "sword" was written in the air.

A golden sword appeared out of thin air and slashed towards Qiuxian.

Qiu Xian raised an eyebrow.

The rapidly spinning little flower flew back, blocking the slashed golden sword.

The little flowers that were floating slowly did not return, and still floated towards the person with the surname of the book.

The brush waved continuously, and there were two "sword" words.

Two golden swords appeared from behind Qiu Xian and slashed at her back.

The rapidly spinning little flower lit up with a strong light, and shook the first golden sword away, and then quickly flew back, circled behind Qiu Xian, and swept the two newly appeared golden swords away.

A small flower copes with three golden swords, and there is no flaw.

"Hmph, you're still the same, you never dare to be tough. ”

Qiu Xian's face turned slightly pale, and he said teasingly.

She understood the intention of the person with the surname of the book, and summoned three golden swords to strike at her, not to kill her, but to force her to recall the slow and flying flowers.

That is Qiu Xian's real killer move, a killer move that can't be stopped.

The person surnamed Shu frowned, and did not answer Qiuxian's words, volleyed the word "urgent", raised his hand, and blessed the three "sword" words.

The speed of the three golden swords has increased greatly.

The rapidly spinning florets are a little overwhelmed.

Qiu Xian shook his body, dodged the golden sword that missed the block, and then jumped up, trying to jump out of the encirclement of the three golden swords.

The three golden swords chased after him, and Xiaohua struggled to block it, but it was obvious that he suffered a little in terms of speed, and he was rushed by the three golden swords in a few rounds, and he was re-entangled with Qiu Xian.

The person surnamed Shu hid in the barrier, nervously looking at the little flower that was getting closer and closer, and glanced at Qiu Xian, who was surrounded by golden swords from time to time.

“... Could it be that her death is approaching... Want to pull me to make a cushion?!"

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he stared at Qiu Xian viciously.

"Crazy woman, can't you die with me?"

Qiu Xian glanced at the person with the surname of the book who roared, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he smiled strangely.

The person surnamed the book scolded angrily, waved the brush in his hand sharply, drew the word "fly", and raised his hand to clap the word "shield".

The barrier around him flew out at once, catching up with the slow-flying little flower, trying to shoot it away.

But it backfired, and Xiaohua silently penetrated the barrier and continued to fly.

"!!"

The man surnamed the book scolded angrily, and the brush in his hand kept waving, drawing all kinds of words, and pounced on the little flower one after another, trying to stop it.

But it didn't work.

"Heh, don't waste your efforts, don't you know very well, that little flower is the death of destiny, and nothing can stop it. ”

Autumn appeared and continued to dodge, and the paleness became more and more obvious.

The little flower that was spinning rapidly was already scarred, and even a few scars appeared on her body.

"Since you want me to die, you have to pay some price. ”

Seeing the sly smile, the person with the surname of the book subconsciously trembled.

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