The sunset is fading, the moon is rising, and the cold moonlight illuminates the city of Ping'an.

The bustling city of peace is now silent, and even the insects can't be heard.

Qingyun was lying on the roof of the building with the pot on his side, drinking freely in the moonlight, but also a little out of the dust, seeing that Chen Changsheng was still sullen, he threw the wine pot in his hand to Chen Changsheng, and then said loudly:

"How big the world is, if you really want to keep one side peaceful, it is far from enough to cultivate now, instead of worrying about the sky and compassionate, it is better to strengthen your own strength to be more realistic. ”

Chen Changsheng took the wine jug and took a sip, this matter is nothing more than a pain in his heart, all his cultivation is learned in the army, although he is brave and champions of the three armies, but now that he has entered this world, he knows that he is not able to catch it, and if he wants to improve his cultivation, there is no other way.

Since he couldn't, he simply stopped thinking about it, and said to Qingyun:

"If I were to make a move on that young man today, what chance do you think we would have?"

Hearing this, Qingyun squirted out all the things in his mouth with a pop, looked at Chen Changsheng in astonishment, and said:

"Are you serious?"

Chen Changsheng nodded, Qingyun laughed, and said:

"That's why you should have a few drinks!"

Chen Changsheng was surprised in his heart and asked:

"Why?"

Qingyun drank several sips until there was nothing else in the pot, let out a hearty moan, and said slowly:

"Because as you said, I'm afraid I'm already out of the sky at this time!"

Chen Changsheng knew that what he said was true, his deep eyes looked at the night sky, and said slowly:

"I don't know when we will reach this level!"

Qingyun held his head in his hands, pillowed behind him, and said in a leisurely manner:

"Do you know who that person is, not to mention how many years he has been cultivating, it has been a thousand years since he last entered the world, so why should you bother with this!"

"The revenge of Ping'an City must be avenged!"

The voice was flat but uncommensurably firm.

Qingyun always felt terrified when chatting with him, and his anger was too strong, so he simply ignored him and looked at the rising bright moon.

In the annex.

Wang Zinuo sat in the courtyard, his expression was complicated, and he took out the magic image from his arms, and at this time, the palm-sized magic image actually emitted a faint fluorescence, and the original appearance of the magic image was faintly visible at this time.

Wang Zinuo played a magic trick and whispered to the statue:

"Holy Lord, the Ghost Emperor is here, the Demon Suppression Tower... He also took it from him!"

The moonlight is like water, and it is still cold.

After a long time, the sound of mosquitoes and flies was heard from the statue.

"It's okay!"

After a while, seeing that no sound came from the prince, his mind gradually eased, he put the statue in his arms, and said to the dark place behind him:

"There's no intention to stay here, let's go!"

There was no word all night, and the next day rose in the morning.

Bidding farewell to Yuan Jinsheng, who was grateful for his kindness, the three of them slowly hit the road, away from Ping'an City, although the homeless people are still visible, but after all, there are a lot less.

Liu Quan, who spoke the most along the way, said nothing all the way, and his mind was immersed, so much so that he seemed to understand some method.

Qingyun was the most leisurely along the way, and when he left, the drunken immortal brew belonged to him the most, and he stopped and stopped all the way, and the wine had bottomed out unconsciously, and his eyes flickered, and he was staring at the thing on Chen Changsheng's waist.

"Qingyun, you are a sword cultivator?"

Chen Changsheng noticed that Qingyun was looking at him, and he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, and he always felt that the word drunkard did not match Qingyun's gentle and elegant temperament.

"To be precise, it's the sword fairy in the wine"

"Oh, how?"

"Once you drink all the rivers, then drink and swallow the sun and the moon, a thousand cups of drunkenness, only I am a wine and sword fairy. ”

"I stole a poem!"

At this time, in front of the road, a man sat cross-legged on a boulder, his hands danced up and down, trying to smooth his long hair, the breeze blew, blowing the man's long hair again, one side was bare and shiny, in the bright sun, it looked so weird, the man was so angry and ruined, and when he saw that it was fruitless, he cursed in his mouth.

Several people didn't notice it at first, but after seeing the person's beautiful face clearly, they all stood up and looked at the person in shock.

Chen Changsheng's eyes flashed with battle intent, Qingyun also sobered up from drunkenness, and Liu Quan saw that the man's expression was complicated, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

When the man saw a few people, his expression was overjoyed, and then he lowered his face and said to a few people:

"Look at what, get out, tell you a few, I'm the big demon king, annoyed me, be careful of your life!"

Immediately, the handsome young man saw the things on the waists of several people, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand, and the wine jugs on the waists of the three people flew out and floated towards the handsome young man.

Before Chen Changsheng could feel anything, Qingyun's body suddenly exuded an awe-inspiring sword intent, white light flashed, and a huge sword light came out and slashed towards the handsome young man.

The handsome young man let out a strange laugh.

"Yo, natal sword, good sword intent!"

As he spoke, he stretched out one hand and grabbed it forward, and the sharp sword light fell apart in the hand of the handsome young man in an instant, and a thumb-sized sword pill was pinched in his hand, and the sword pill beat rapidly, but he couldn't break free from the young man's hand no matter what.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng immediately no longer hesitated, and in an instant, an incomparably huge blood-colored dragon was born, directly taking the handsome young man.

The young man sighed lightly, and once again waved a Xuanguang with one hand, and the dragon greeted the light, with a loud bang, the blood-colored Jiaolong broke through the Xuanguang, and with a dragon groan, pierced through the golden cracked stone, and crashed towards the man.

The young man laughed strangely, and a picture scroll embroidered with gold silk patterns floated out of his body, and the picture scroll rose when it met the wind, instantly turning into clouds, and a huge fierce beast jumped out of the clouds, resembling a wolf, with two horns on his head, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he roared loudly, and pounced on the dragon, a dragon and a beast fought in one place, and the sound of biting and impacting was endless.

At this moment, a figure jumped out of the gap between the two beasts, and the Baolin spear was raised high above his head, smashing at the handsome man with a thousand momentum, the man's eyes were fixed, but he took a step back, stepping a few feet away.

There was a loud bang, the rubble splashed, and a Xuanhuang spear blade shot out from the smoke and dust, the man looked shocked again, snapped his fingers with one hand, the void seemed to be torn apart by a crack, and a huge beast claw poked out, grabbing the Baolin spear that shot out, and the huge scales on the beast claws flashed with a dark cold light.

With a crisp sound of "clang", the blade of the Baolin spear pierced through the beast's claws, the pitch-black beast blood spurted out, and a thunderous beast roar came from the cracks, the beast's claws clenched, and the Baolin spear was tightly grasped, no matter how Chen Changsheng scrambled, he didn't move.

In an instant, Chen Changsheng gave up the Baolin spear, Tiangang's evil qi was all over his body, he jumped up, and stepped heavily on the beast's claws, and the huge beast claws were actually stepped on by him with a crisp sound of bone cracking, and his fists struck out, Tiangang's evil qi was all over the place, and he went straight to the door.

The young man showed a hint of playfulness, and at this moment, the sword pill in his hand, the sword qi turned into silk, and thousands of cold rays cut towards the young man through his fingers.

Seeing this, the young man did not panic at all, formed a palm with one hand, stretched forward with his bent arm, and faced a pair of menacing iron fists, and then the other hand formed a strange magic seal, where the magic seal appeared, and instantly expanded to half a human size, like a black hole, as if there was endless suction, and thousands of threads were sucked into it.

The two fists were like the wind, bombarding the palms of his hands, Chen Changsheng only felt that the palm of his hand was like a mountain, as solid as a rock, let you wind and rain, I will not move.

Chen Changsheng's fighting spirit became more and more intense, his eyes flashed with excitement, he flew back, stepped on the road with one heavy foot, and with a loud bang, the road was stepped out of a huge deep pit, people were like thunder, Tiangang's evil spirit was indestructible, and he once again came to the young man.

A smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and he nodded slightly, but said in an impatient tone:

"Hey, you haven't played yet!"

The palm of his hand leaned forward and slapped heavily on Chen Changsheng's fist, Chen Changsheng only felt that the seemingly gentle hand carried the power of ten thousand jun, not only instantly defusing his attack, but the whole person also fell to the ground like a turnip with an upside-down head.

Just as all the swords disappeared, the swords diverged again, and a sword shadow shot out, directly taking the man's head.

Chen Changsheng, who fell to the ground, supported the ground with one hand, as if a giant dragon had turned over, his body changed again, and a Tongtian fist hit the man's jaw.

The man was slightly stunned, his figure took a step back again, slightly tilted his head and dodged the heavy fist sword shadow at the same time, but he didn't want the sword light to diverge again at this time, and swept towards the hair of the other half of the man's head.

This sword shadow doppelganger method is still what Zhou Chongyu of Xuanqing Sect saw in Qingyun that day, and he didn't want to bless his soul at this time, so he actually showed it.

The wind stopped, the clouds stopped, leaving only the long flowing hair flying in the air.

The man was stunned, and touched the other half of his head in disbelief, bare, bald!

"you-t-t-t-

The man shouted violently, and the ancient coercion hit instantly, and the two of them suddenly felt like several mountains adding to their bodies, "plop" and "plop" twice, and the two were pressed to death in place and unable to move, blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, and they were afraid that they would die in a moment.

The man jumped like thunder, and kept chanting: "It's over, bald, completely bald!"

Then a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the two of them gloomily.

The sun was in the middle of the sky, the sun was shining, and four bare, bright bald scoops walked on the official road, reflecting the light.