"Snort-" The sword qi flew in the sky, intercepting all the fireballs that fell in the air, and not a single fish slipped through the net, and the sky was full of fireworks and flames in the air.

The young woman in white had a face as cold as frost, and looked at the black-robed Dao Gu angrily and said, "You are the old pious woman Li Molian?"

The black-robed Dao Gu was both old and ugly, and she stood side by side with Xiao Mochang when she rose into the air, and said: "Luo Jialiang slaughtered the eighteen peers of the Hanging Heaven Temple. You have to avenge him, and the poor way is next. ”

Chen Douyu below breathed a sigh of relief, and the two elders of the sect arrived in time, and Wen Zaidao and Luo Jiaying were not afraid of being rampant.

Lu Ye said: "Let's go, let's go back to Xiangfu Temple and join You Long first." ”

His mood was not as soothing as Chen Douyu, in the end, his understanding of the world was too superficial. Chen Douyu's analysis was all confirmed, even if he intended to take on the matter of killing Luo Jialiang with all his might, the Heavenly Demon Sect still couldn't give up.

Luo Jiaying wants to vent her anger, Wen Zaidao wants to support her, the two of them are not only seeking revenge, but also flooding Quzhou City to burn the prefect's yamen, the life and death of innocent people are like grass mustard in the eyes of the two, as long as they want to, they will ask countless beings to bury Luo Jialiang.

is unreasonable, willful, and never thinks that he has done half wrong.

Lu Ye couldn't help but think of the young female death row prisoner in Ningzhou Mansion, who did not hesitate to kill his biological mother and brother in order to satisfy his longing for his distant cousin. If she has Luo Jiaying's cultivation, she is afraid that she will be far more unlucky than the relatives around her!

The stronger the ability, the more fierce the temperament, and the more bottomless the life, the more you can cause trouble.

He and Chen Douyu no longer hid their whereabouts, and used the immortal body method to resist the wind and rushed back to Xiangfu Temple. Along the way, Lu Ye could always sense a pair of hostile and murderous eyes in the sky. Not at himself, but at Chen Douyu. Obviously, Luo Jiaying's cultivation was very unsightly, and she remembered Luo Jialiang's death on Chen Douyu's head.

However, Li Molian and Xiao Mochang joined forces to fight on the ground, and Luo Jiaying did not dare to be distracted to deal with Chen Douyu.

Her cultivation is only the pinnacle of the Guiyuan Rank, and the ugly old woman on the opposite side has already broken through the True Immortal Heavenly Pass during the battle of Baoyin Mountain more than a hundred years ago, and there is a huge gap between the two of them. If it weren't for her father-in-law by her side, Luo Jiaying wouldn't have the confidence to stand opposite Li Molian and fight with him.

In contrast, Wen Zaidao and Xiao Mochang's air fighting method has also entered the white-hot stage, and both of them are true immortal cultivators, and with the help of half of the Baiyue River, it is inseparable, and it is earth-shattering.

However, after a long time, Xiao Mochang's deeds were a little inferior after all, and gradually showed signs of inadequacy.

Seeing this, Li Mo Lin pinched his sword to help him, and then managed to stabilize the Dahe Striker on the east city of Quzhou City.

Luo Jiaying giggled and said, "Could it be that the unique mastery of the Hanging Heaven View is to fight more and less?"

Xiao Mochang and Li Moxi respected their identities and didn't want to quarrel with Luo Jiaying, so they just turned a deaf ear.

Suddenly, someone laughed and said: "Luo Xiaoniuer, if you are not convinced, my brother will play with you." ”

Luo Jiaying looked down and saw You Long sitting on the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Xiangfu Temple, looking at her with his neck tilted and grinning.

Luo Jiaying was furious, and then saw that Lu Ye and Chen Douyu also stood on the roof, becoming more and more angry, and sneered: "Dragon Hidden Sword, there will be a time for you to cry for a while!"

You Long snorted and said, "His second uncle, Ben Dashao is now a shrimp play in the shallows." When I recover from my injuries, I will definitely strip this woman naked and hang her on the pier of Baiyue River. Take a look at a penny, touch a handful and a half taels, how can you earn him eight thousand. ”

He deliberately said loudly and sent it far away with all his strength, for fear that Luo Jiaying would stand too high and hear clearly.

Luo Jiaying was so angry that she trembled, raised her hand and sent out a sword that was split by Li Molian's sword, and her heart was full of coldness, knowing that the old Dao Gu still had a hand ready to deal with herself.

But Li Mo Lin is actually becoming more and more difficult, with the combination of her and Xiao Mochang, the two true immortals, she still can't withstand the coercion of Nanyue Zhenjun's hearing in the Dao, the hanging river that coils in the air is slowly approaching with a visible scene, and it is only more than ten zhang away from the head of Quzhou Dongcheng.

If this stalemate continues, she and Xiao Mochang will be defeated sooner or later. Even if they can leave unharmed, or even save the lives of Chen Douyu and others, the people of the city will inevitably suffer.

Li Mo suddenly realized that Wen Zaidao's sinister intentions were actually betting on 100,000 living beings, betting that she and Xiao Mochang would not dare to abandon the city and must fight here!

Thinking of this, she said to Xiao Mo with her divine sense: "Senior Brother Xiao, the betta fish and those babies will be handed over to you." ”

Xiao Mochang immediately understood what Li Mo wanted to do, and stopped: "No, even if you blow yourself up the Yuan Shen, at most, you can only exchange it for the Thunder Fire God Ding in the hands of the Dao, and it will not help." ”

At this time, Lu Ye suddenly rushed to the east of the city and said loudly: "Wen Old Demon, Luo Demon Girl, Luo Jialiang's dog thief was killed by me." If you don't believe it, try it!"

There are also two True Immortal Sword Intents on his body, and they are all given to Wen Zaidao and Luo Jiaying to enjoy at the moment of life and death.

Chen Douyu and You Long were caught off guard, and they looked at each other, and both of them took off to chase after Lu Ye.

You Long shouted: "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, I've heard of fame and reputation, I've heard of greed, and I've heard of becoming popular overnight." Hey, I said Lu Xun, you kid doesn't pee on yourself, just rely on your three-legged cat ability, how can you hurt Luo Xiaojiu's hair? Let's tell the truth - Luo Jialiang is the eldest young man, and there is the sun and the moon as the witness, and Bai Yuejiang is the matchmaker!"

Chen Douyu said angrily: "Shut up, what a mess." Luo Jialiang is a ghost under my rock sword, what does it matter to you!"

Wen Zaidao played a series of hurricanes to press Xiao and Li, looked at the three young people and laughed strangely: "It's a little interesting, there are more and more little guys looking for death these years." Don't worry, all three of you have to die. ”

Xiao Mo shouted in a deep voice: "Betta fish, stand down!"

Chen Douyu drew his sword in his hand and said stubbornly: "If you retreat today, there will be no Chen Douyu in the world!"

You Long clapped his hands, ignoring the angry eyes of both the enemy and us, and shouted loudly: "Heroic and sassy as if you were at home, it is really the betta fish I love deeply!"

Lu Ye was not in the mood to help this guy play, so he stood in front of Chen Douyu and said, "Wen Zaidao, you see it!"

Chen Douyu's heart was shocked, and he knew that Lu Ye had made up his mind to fight with Wen Zaidao. Regardless of whether he can succeed or not, even if he is really lucky enough to solve today's crisis, he will also be convicted of killing Luo Jialiang. Luo Huayan, I am afraid that from now on, the ghost will not disperse, and he will continue to chase and kill Lu Ye.

But looking at the young man's straight and thin back, Chen Douyu had mixed feelings, and when many words came to his mouth, he found that it was really redundant. The son of Ye Huanxu and Lu Yuxue was born lonely and strong, like a mountain and a sea growing up in silence.

At this moment, a flat boat suddenly came to the Baiyue River. There were three people standing at the bow of the boat, among them a scribe in Tsing Yi with his big sleeves swaying in a dashing manner, his hands behind his back and his expression flowing, as if he was full of interest and was enjoying the scenery on both sides of the strait.

To his left and right were a couple, the man on the left was full of red hair and fierce, and the young woman on the right was dressed in red, petite and delicate, and the two pairs of eyes were staring closely at the battle ahead.

The boat went straight down the river, and seeing that the torrent ahead was about to rise up and fly into the air, the young woman in red called: "Sir!"

The middle-aged Tsing Yi scribe said casually: "It's okay." ”

He stretched out his left hand and shook it out of thin air: "Dust to dust, soil to earth, the river to the river, where you come from will eventually go back." ”

In an instant, the rushing river seemed to be choked by the hands of the middle-aged scribe in Tsing Yi by seven inches, and it sank down little by little and returned to the riverbed, and the boat floated on the returning river surface and moved forward steadily.

Wen Zaidao, who was high in the air, was taken aback, and the entire river had broken away from his mana control and quickly retreated, without the slightest struggle and stagnation, as easy as pulling a silk thread.

His gaze fell through the distant void to the face of the middle-aged green-clothed scribe, as if he had never seen this person.

The middle-aged scribe in Tsing Yi was unconscious, and whispered: "You must indulge in wine when you sing during the day, and return to your hometown with youth." Thousands of sails on the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees in front of the sick tree ......"

"Yu Xibai!" Xiao Mochang and Li Moxi said in unison, and they really couldn't tell whether they were happy or angry in their hearts.

This person once came to the Hanging Sky Temple three years ago, landed in the three mountains to invite the battle, and beat the two of them and Chen Fahu's master Fang Moran, the three top masters of the sect, had no power to fight back, and finally the head Yan Mochan personally took a shot, and in the end he took away a golden scale fish dragon.

This incident can be described as the first shame and great shame since the founding of the Hanging Heaven Temple, but fortunately, Yu Xibai was able to stop hurting people without intention, and the two sides did not have any blood feuds.

I never thought that he would disappear for three years, but today he actually appeared on the Baiyue River, and it is unknown whether he is a friend or an enemy.

"Uncle Yu!" Lu Ye was overjoyed and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Brother Fan, Sister Zou, you are here too!" At this moment, his face couldn't help but be filled with a bright smile.

Fan Gaohu stood on the bow of the boat and waved his hand vigorously at Lu Ye, grinning and laughing: "Little ......"

Zou Yan quickly covered his big mouth and shouted, "Brother Xiao Lu, we're here to help you!"

"That's right!" Fan Gaohu broke away from Zou Yan's hand and shouted at the top of his voice: "Which turtle grandson dares to bully my brother, he is tired of life!"

Luo Jiaying was shocked and angry, how could she not see that Yu Xibai lightly classified the Baiyue River into the river, although it was suspected of taking advantage of the stalemate between the three true immortals, but its humanity was really unfathomable. The red-haired man is just a wreck, and his little cultivation will sooner or later fall into his own hands and cut off the upper and lower mouths to feed the dogs.

The Baiyue River returned to the river, Yu Xibai glanced at the wreckage of the boat and the floating corpse on the river, a trace of anger welled up on his elegant and handsome face, and he paused and said slowly: "It is true that someone is tired of life!"