Meng Changkong turned his head, looked at Fang Yan with a smile, and said loudly: "Fang Xiaoyou, you owe our family a favor." ”

Fang Yan laughed, clenched his fists and said, "There is Senior Lao Meng." ”

Meng Changkong nodded, put his hand on the sword at his waist casually, looked at Zhao Youling again, and said lightly: "What's the matter, the Golden Sword Sect can't bear it?"

Zhao Youling's face changed, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "You protect that kid, don't give us such a big hat." If you don't have half an idea of the Six Battle Gates, how can you do it yourself. ”

Meng Changkong laughed, "It's not as good as the Golden Sword Sect's ability to protect calves, come on, we haven't seen each other for decades, so let's take a hand?"

He forced the sound into a line again, and whispered in Fang Yan's ear: "When I fight with him, you can run as far away as possible." ”

The young man nodded slightly, Meng Changkong put his mind at ease, a pair of snow-white long eyebrows floated up, the surrounding sword qi suddenly rippled and retreated, and the old man did not see the sword drawing, the sword was already sonorously unsheathed, and suddenly a long emerald green line swept towards Zhao Youling. Meng Changkong's sword body is as slender as a willow leaf, and at this moment he is in the opponent's sword qi, like a lonely boat in the turbulence, but he is methodically going upstream, Meng Changkong's sleeves are bulging, and the hands hidden in it are all two fingers together, and the fingertips are wrapped with a touch of light sword energy.

Zhao Youling didn't dare to slack off, after all, Meng Changkong was also a master of the Three Realms, and he had been in this realm for decades, and his cultivation was extremely solid, but although he was young on his side, his cultivation years were not weaker than him, so he was full of confidence. I saw Zhao Youling holding a yellowing talisman in his hand, and there was a thunder on the surface, and a thousand thunderbolts poured out between his raised hands, sweeping his own sword qi, forcing the slender long sword to hum endlessly.

Meng Changkong was not surprised at all, but looked at the talisman with great interest, and said: "Zhao Youling, I remember that when you first entered the Elders' House a few decades ago, you didn't have such good things on your body, how could you have made a breakthrough over the years?"

Zhao Youling didn't reply to him, but a faint smile appeared on his face, taking this opportunity, he took a step forward, his fingers were slightly bent, and he pressed downward, and the thunder shrouded him, and he was about to suppress the long sword.

Meng Changkong's face sank, his hands were slightly closed on his chest, and then he made a strange starting gesture and shouted, "Break!"

Then the slender sword split in two, and then turned into hundreds of identical long swords. Du Mei had used this trick before, but it was far from this mighty scene. These long swords were like carps in the river, swimming in the sword qi, and they actually tore open the big net woven by thunder, and the sword body escaped, blowing up a wall.

The originally neat and flat Hidden Dragon Alley has long become full of ravines, rubble is flying, Fang Yan swallowed his saliva, there was a feeling of amazement, originally thought that the second realm was not far away after the third realm, but today I watched the two immortals fighting, only to know that his side was like a child's play, and the means were far away, but he didn't dare to stay for a long time, and at the same time, he grabbed the flower and didn't see it, stepped on the wind and escaped, and pounced.

The two of them used a disguised Dao method in the gap between the fighting methods, and outsiders only heard a muffled thunder, but they couldn't see the situation in the alley, Fang Yan and the two of them pounced out, landed on a roof, and moved again without hesitation, after several ups and downs, they walked about half the distance of Falling Flower City, and only then did they take a slight breath and fall down.

Hua Weijian frowned, looked around and said, "They are lost with the sword." ”

Fang Yan nodded and said, "It's okay, I told them, I'll see you at the inn then." ”

Hua Wei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, squatted on the ground, and said with a sad face: "Ask a big boss from the Three Realms to help, I owe a bit of a favor." ”

Fang Yan smiled bitterly and muttered, "No, but thanks to Senior Meng's help, otherwise I would really have to stay in that alley, Brother Jindan, it's really terrifying!"

Hua Wei snorted, got up and patted the dust on his body, stretched his waist and said, "Do you say that Senior Meng can beat that Golden Sword Sect's Qi Cultivator?"

Fang Yan thought for a while: "It's hard to say, but there is no need to divide the winner or loser, Senior Meng just delayed a little bit and let us go farther, it shouldn't be difficult for him to go by himself." ”

Hua Weijian glanced at Fang Yan and said, "This time it's really a big loss, anyway, your business is done, you have to leave as soon as possible, it's not a small trouble to let a Jindan realm qi cultivator target you." ”

Fang Yan smiled and nodded, took a few pills to heal his wounds, and was stunned, he originally thought that he had broken through the second realm, at least there were few opponents in the same realm, and he was a little fluttering in his heart, but now he was facing Du Mei for a while, and he knew that there was a sky outside the sky. Don't look at the young man who doesn't seem to be at a disadvantage, in fact, except for the barbarian prisoner elephant, he has already done his best, but the other party has left room for it, and he has not even cast the number of Dao spells of Sanqingfeng, who knows if that life-saving talisman is really the treasure at the bottom of the box.

Fang Yan inevitably began to introspect, his own fist was a lot harder, but he didn't know the size of the opponent's fist, so it was really a strategy to go up and down. For the first time in the Xu family, it was indeed a young man who had never expected so many masters to hide. The second time in the Fang family, it was a bit righteous and bright, Fang Yan wanted to run in his own realm, and by the way, he wanted to find out if anyone was secretly arranging, but both times he was a little reckless, and he didn't show any of the bottom of the rivers and lakes, which was really embarrassing.

Wrong!

The boy was shocked and sensed that something was wrong!

Whether it was at the beginning, or later in the Fang family, although what he said and thought was indeed in line with his state of mind, he always felt that someone was playing chess and setting up a formation, and the eyes of the formation pointed directly at the young man himself!

Fang Yan recalled all kinds of behaviors, only to realize that what he did was too inappropriate, it seemed that he was at a loss, but in fact, he was wrong everywhere, and he was led by the nose from the beginning!

Fang Yan's cold sweat spread all over his body, and he subconsciously operated the Yanshu Heavenly Jiao Gong, Hua Weijian was startled, thinking that someone from the Golden Sword Sect had chased after him again.

There was a faint laugh coming down the wind: "It's not stupid!"

I saw that the surroundings were unconsciously shrouded in thick fog, and I couldn't see the scene, and there was only a vague figure moving within a radius of ten miles.

Fang Yan walked over slowly, not feeling frozen in place.

In the familiar sauce beef shop, the guest shopkeeper was nowhere to be seen, only the guy Wang Er was cutting the beef expressionlessly, still short and thin, but the breath was long and continuous, and a pair of eyes completely turned snow-white, looking very infiltrating.

He fell heavily with a knife, let out a long breath, patted his cheek hard, and his expression became natural, revealing a meaningful smile, looking at Fang Yan, nodding slightly: "I thought you would die in vain, it seems that the saint legacy left by the lotus saint is not blind in vain!"

He looked at his body again, raised his arm, and frowned: "How can this body selected by the Golden Sword Sect be so weak, even if it is a bit of a Dao embryo, it is inevitable that it will not be able to use seven or eight points of means." ”

He glanced at a building in the distance, and there was some imperceptible fear in his eyes, but he was quickly relieved and muttered, "Why are you suspicious again?"

He looked at Fang Yan again and said with a smile, "But that's enough." ”

Fang Yan didn't say anything, when the other party raised his eyes just now, he had already stepped out and punched "Wang Er" with all his might.

As a result, "Wang Er" didn't raise his eyelids, turned sideways slightly, and dodged the sharp punch, and then seemed to press on the young man's head casually, with a little force, he smashed the young man to the ground, and directly collapsed into a crack, and the blood stained the snow-white robe red.

"Wang Er" was slightly surprised, and said: "It's a little better than I thought, and I still have a breath, after all, it takes so much effort to lay out, and you burp if you don't know anything, then I'm a big disappointment!"

He bent down, lifted Fang Yan up casually, and then stomped on his chest, the latter flew out upside down, and a long sword appeared on his chest, which was the "children's love" sent by Du Mei.

In the thatched cottage of the young man's heart lake, her face was hideous every night, sitting cross-legged on the ground, her hands were still on the top of the water transport ruins, and the outside situation was unobstructed.

"Wang Er" sighed, and the pair of snow-white eyes seemed to smile and said: "If you dare to come out, you will want your master's life in an instant." ”

The whole thatched house trembled, but there was no movement in the end.

"Sanqingfeng Daoist?" At this time, a hoarse voice came out, "Wang Er" raised his eyebrows, looking at the dying young man, the other party's eyes were lifeless, but he just faced himself.

"You can still talk, it seems that I still underestimate you. "Wang Er" smiled, but there was a sword light behind him that flashed away, "Wang Er" frowned, raised his arm, and the exposed part suddenly turned golden, and forcibly bounced away the edge of the sword.

The flower did not see the landing, casually discarded the long sword full of cracks, a pair of eyes were calm like water, and began to walk around, walking in a very strange footwork, "Wang Er" looked at the girl's footsteps with great interest, and said softly: "Your steps look interesting, who did you learn from?"

Hua Weijian ignored this, and his eyes wandered, probing the flaws of this "Wang Er".

"Wang Er" sneered, and said to himself: "You are indeed an accident, but if you are caught, the wine fairy will probably have to take care of a lot." ”

He made a Taoist pinching finger with both hands, and as soon as he appeared next to the girl, he was about to knock on the door of her head.

Hua Weijian gasped, raised his hand and swept the petals up to block, the light of his heart flickered, and another sword suddenly drilled out, stabbing directly into the chest of "Wang Er".

"Wang Er" just smiled, the finger turned into a claw, held the sudden long sword, and crushed it effortlessly, it turned out that he had been waiting for this hand to come out of the sword, and waited until the girl's hole card was useful before kicking it out.

"What's the use of opening up a heart lake?"

"Wang Er" smiled, but his face changed, only to see that the eyes of the flower did not change to red, and the petals that had been blocked before changed to blood red, covering his feet one after another. The girl herself stepped on a ball of petals, her breath was mysterious and changed, and she raised her hand to make a move, only to see the broken sword pieces gathered and hovered beside her, and then shot out like an arrow from the string, the girl's five fingers were full of rhythmic rhythm, and each sword body was surrounded by a touch of sword energy.

"Careless, you girl is really hidden, I didn't expect your qi control kung fu to be so good, and you are the most difficult of the four. "Wang Er" exclaimed, took the initiative to take a step back, palms of both hands outward, and whispered silently:

"Five thunder rectification, help me subdue demons. ”

On the sunny sky, the clouds were thick, and the thunder that was as thick as a pillar roared and fell, and those sword body fragments bathed in the thunder sea, trembling and falling.

Hua Weijian's face turned pale, he snorted lightly, "Wang Er" chuckled, and was about to step forward, but he was stunned, looked down, and saw a punch penetrating his chest, the silver-white sword qi on it rolled, and there was also the sound of golden spring thunder, and then the punch was fierce, shaking "Wang Er" back a few steps.

Fang Yan staggered and stood in a pool of blood, holding the "children's love" in his hand, his eyes were red, staring at the "second king", his breath was like a phoenix nirvana, and he began to regain his vitality.