"Good. Yang Zhujun nodded slightly and agreed.

This made Liuzi a little surprised, because Yang Lanjun's temperament and temperament he still understands, he is a guy who easily refuses to owe favors, the reason why he took the initiative to ask for a war is just because of the words that squeezed him before, which made Liuzi a little unhappy, and wanted to say a word to express his true affection, but he didn't expect him to really agree.

"That's not right......"

It is said that there must be a demon when things go wrong, and Liuzi suddenly woke up a little, it is said that there is a magic weapon on this Qing's body, I don't know where it came from, but it has been solved several times at critical moments, this Yang Lanjun doesn't want to let himself take the lead in testing the law, right?

However, if you open your mouth and regret it at this time, you will not be able to say anything on your face.

can walk with these handsome men and beautiful women, the sixth son is naturally not an ordinary person, he is a disciple from the southeast family, southeast flying, just because the family ranks sixth, he has had the title of six sons since he was a child, and he is twenty-three years old today, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the yuan infant stage. A good background and superb cultivation have given Liuzi a kind of self-confidence that most people cannot have in their lives.

So, he smiled faintly, stepped forward, and when he walked, his wrist flicked, and a sword hilt fell into his palm, and he said: "Remember, I am the southeast flyer, the one who killed you, and now you can die." ”

Before the words fell, a four-foot pale golden light sword body suddenly appeared from the hilt of the sword in his hand, and at the same time as this sword body appeared, seventeen sword qi of equal size had been released outward, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Not only in the minds of the six sons, but even the girls who were traveling with them didn't feel any surprises, killing this Duan Qing was actually no different from pinching an ant to death.

Is there anything to make a fuss about stomping an ant to death?

It was Yang Lanjun's indifferent expression, and even a few girls calmed down from Yang Lanjun's loss before, and even looked a little bored, because they all knew that after the six sons and one sword, this matter would end, and then it would be the return trip, which was not interesting at all.

"There isn't much to see around here, so why don't we go to Phantom Sword Villa, the owner of the village is a friend of my father, and he will definitely treat us warmly. ”

"To visit, I think it's better to find out what monuments are nearby, especially the ruins of the great war hundreds of years ago, maybe I can find something new?"

"You girls just like to play, if you want me to say, you can only enjoy finding a good place and having a few drinks. ”

"Drunkard!"

"Cut~~"

A young man was making a toast in an intoxicated manner, which immediately attracted a roll of the girls' eyes, and then they turned to the side and began to discuss where to play and how to play interestingly, and suddenly a girl was stunned, and her companions were asking her opinion, and found that it was wrong, and looked at her gaze, and they were all stunned.

"That kid isn't dead yet?"

"Not only is he not dead, but he is still fighting with the sixth son?"

"Why didn't the sixth son apply his magic weapon and began to fight in close quarters?"

"This ...... How could he not be dead?"

"That's what I'm saying, these six sons are really stupid......"

The girls were all very surprised, even if they didn't know all about the net worth of the six sons, they also knew a rough idea, and if they took out a magic weapon, they could directly make a medium-sized family bow down, how could they be so stupid that they didn't use the magic weapon, but they chose to be troublesome?

In fact, not only the girls were surprised, but Yang Lanjun was also surprised, but the starting point was completely different.

What they saw was that after Duan Qing avoided all the attacks of Liuzi's sword, he quickly approached with an incredibly fast body, and the two daggers in his hands that were still stained with the blood of the mountain bandits flew up and down, sealing all the other energy of Liuzi in an instant, and he could only fight against those two daggers with all his heart, even if it was the moment when he sacrificed the magic weapon, he could be killed or injured under Duan Qing's dagger.

"It's too fast!"

"Isn't he a cultivator who mainly refines talismans and spells, but mainly refines the body?"

Hearing the surprised voice of his companion, Yang Lanjun couldn't give an answer, in a sense, the monk had reached the golden pill stage or above, and then there was almost no point in refining the body.

Just imagine, in tens of hundreds of zhang, or even dozens of miles away, it is normal for an orthodox monk to sacrifice a magic weapon, and it is normal to take someone's head thousands of miles away, but the body refining monk, the longest sword in his hand is no more than five feet, if he uses a bright silver spear or the like, it can be longer, but what is the use, once the orthodox monk locks the qi of the body refining monk, whether it is a spell or a magic weapon, a meteor shower and mudslide will smash it over, even if the body refining monk is more alert, where will he have time to get close?

Of course, body refining cultivators do have a very direct effect in terms of latent assassination, but it is precisely for this reason that they will become a minority, and they are a helpless choice for monks who have no better way out or can't see a future.

After all, no matter how sharp the method of latent assassination is, it is not as real as the magic circle.

It's just that I didn't expect that this Qing turned out to be a body refining cultivator, didn't he say that he had a treasure?

Besides, this period of Qing has reached the late Yuan Infant stage, and he still chooses to refine his body?

Yang Lanjun was very surprised, when he hadn't come into contact with Duan Qing before, he had obtained the information from the information he bought, and he didn't have a very clear understanding of himself.

Now seeing the six sons fighting with him, Yang Lanjun feels that the large amount of money is not worth spending except for Duan Qing's direction of travel.

No wonder Yang Zhujun would die at his hands, no wonder the family would lose face in the Imperial City......

This period of clarity is really not to be underestimated.

"It's a bit interesting, the Southeast family has developed rapidly over the years. ”

In the sky, almost the extreme high altitude, two figures stand one after another, the extremely blue sky, the gorgeous clouds, the purer sunlight, all these beautiful scenery that cannot be seen on the ground at all, at this time it is just a foil for the two figures, and even under the aura emanating from them, they lose their original amazement and become extremely bleak.

One of them is the goddess of all the legends of the sect, the Feihong Fairy.

And the other one, standing with the Feihong Fairy, didn't lose too many points, she was the person who spoke before, the master of the Huohe Gate, the Arctic Immortal, Wei Xiaoman.

It stands to reason that this is a male name, this is actually the result of Wei Xiaoman absorbing the name of Feihong Fairy, and directly called a male name, although the same generation and even the next generation will know, but after this, she is indeed much cleaner than Feihong Fairy, and sometimes, Feihong Fairy often hides from her, just to be clean.

"That's your baby apprentice's sweetheart, right?" Wei Xiaoman's eyes were big, and his little round face was slightly baby fat, especially when his tone was slightly surprised, he looked cute.

"It used to be. Fairy Feihong corrected.

Wei Xiaoman shook his head slightly: "I know that you did that, all for Wen'er, but you also know, there are some things, you understand, you don't understand, guidance will not have any effect, I think you are suspected of pulling seedlings." The unity of your people and swords may not be suitable for Wen'er. ”

Fairy Feihong nodded and said, "You're right, there's no way to pass it on orally. If I could, I would prefer that she would be able to enter into a solipsistic like you, and that her heart could no longer accommodate others, instead of asking the heavens. ”

"Ask the sky, oh my God, could it be that Wen'er's child has already entered the artistic conception?" Wei Xiaoman's eyes widened in disbelief, and at this time, he looked a little like the legendary snake spirit.

Fairy Feihong sighed and nodded.

Wei Xiaoman was surprised: "This kid is too persistent, he dares to ask the heavens for intercession......? Alas! I didn't expect Wen'er to be so affectionate at such a young age, this is the artistic conception that only when she misses a person to the extreme, will she be self-taught!

Wei Xiaoman shook his head, grabbed the arm of the Feihong Fairy, and said almost sympathetically: "I finally understand what you did at that time, if you don't cut off the root of love immediately, Wen'er may go crazy at any time." But if they are perfected, it will not conform to the way of heaven, and they may be punished by heaven at any time, which is really ...... But there's no better way to do it than yours, when did you find out?"

"Two years ago. Fairy Feihong said depressedly.

Wei Xiaoman became even more snake spirit: "She's still in retreat? Oh my God! No wonder it's an innate spirit treasure body, what an unbelievable thing can happen!"

Fairy Feihong sighed: "Wen'er, this child is born hard, but his talent is excellent, and sooner or later he will shine." Originally, I thought that meeting was fate, but I could give her a great creation, where would I have thought that it would end up like this, sometimes I wonder if I am nosy. ”

Wei Xiaoman grinned: "I don't think so, what the garbage star has become, everyone can see, when she didn't grow up, it was a quagmire, and she could fall into it at any time, don't think about it, this is a good thing." ”

"If it weren't for that section, I wouldn't have doubted myself. Feihong Fairy pointed down, Wei Xiaoman subconsciously followed the point and looked down, but saw Duan Qing's figure suddenly pause, and then dodged to the side, Wei Xiaoman's eyes suddenly widened again in disbelief, I really don't know how big her eyes can be, they are already terrifying at this time.

"That kid...... We don't have any killing intent, let alone leak any breath, we can actually react, just by him?" Wei Xiaoman was already amazed, "Genius has seen too much, but it makes people feel amazing on mediocre talents, isn't it a joke?"

"At the beginning, I also lost my eyes. Fairy Feihong had a complicated expression.

Wei Xiaoman nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "Now his opponent is obviously weaker, and his qi training is almost the same, but in terms of refining the body, it can be said that there is a world of difference." However, Yang Lanjun, who has been famous for a long time, and now he has returned from the Northern Underworld, and he has a body of creation and adventure, but Duan Qing can't compare to it no matter what, this is fate. ”

Feihong Fairy didn't say anything, silent, as if thinking about something, Wei Xiaoman is obviously used to it, and doesn't mind, this is the result of the artistic conception of the unity of man and sword, sometimes, there is no difference between people and swords, it's ridiculous that people in the world are still eager to try, often peacocks open the screen, and want a woman with a sword heart to fall in love with him, isn't it equivalent to proposing to a piece of iron, it's really ridiculous.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, Liuzi's attack is not there at all, how could Duan Qing dodge in that direction?"

"It's a wrong prediction, right? Haha, I feel like I'm superior to others with a little ability? ridiculous!"

A group of people laughed, and the sixth son also regained his confidence because of Duan Qing's "prediction" mistake before, although he was still overstretched, but he became more and more courageous, and his moves opened and closed, so he was not majestic, but he didn't know what was going on, as if Duan Qing had changed into a person, and in an instant, the pressure of the sixth son was pressed on his head again, and it became more and more difficult.

Duan Qing was also very surprised, somehow, he suddenly felt a strange appearance, it was not a murderous intent, but it seemed to be glanced at in the crowd, there was no malice, but he would still feel something, and he would naturally react.

Could it be that there is an ambush? This was Duan Qing's initial idea, but he immediately dispelled it, these people were strong together, and they probably disdained to ambush him, so he also dispelled his thoughts and concentrated on fighting.

"If it goes on like this, the six sons won't be able to hold on. The young man with the folding fan reminded him softly, it didn't matter if he couldn't make a move, but this was Yang Lanjun's business, and the number of times the magic weapon could be used was not unlimited after all.

"Let's see. Yang Lanjun responded lightly, and said no more.

The others were very surprised, they didn't understand why Yang Lanjun reacted this way, anyway, the sixth son could be regarded as standing up for him, right?

Moreover, in such a delayed time, there were two more scars on the sixth son's body, and a two-inch-long, one-finger-deep wound was cut on his cheek, which was definitely not fatal, but the injury on the face, even if the scar was eliminated by superb means in the later stage, it was still equivalent to breaking the phase, which was a major event that changed the fate of his life!

At this moment, Liuzi's mouth was full of bitterness and bitterness, he really didn't expect this Qing to be so difficult to deal with, he admitted that he began to underestimate the enemy, but in the past battles, my magic weapon lost its effectiveness, you use your magic weapon to attack me, my side quickly took out the magic weapon to resist, and even counterattacked, that's it.

When did you encounter such a monk in hand-to-hand combat?

Is this still a monk?

Doesn't it mean that most of the cultivators who refine their bodies are below the Jindan stage!

Doesn't it mean that if they had the choice, they wouldn't be body cultivators!

This guy is obviously cultivated in the late Yuan Infant Period, and he plays so well with a pair of short knives in one hand, which means that he has never put down his efforts?

The sixth son was about to collapse, even if he had the intention to scold Yang Lanjun for not coming to help, he didn't dare to speak, and even these thoughts were just fleeting, and he didn't dare to waste a little energy, this guy was too fast, and the angle of the knife was too tricky, virtual and real, and people couldn't grasp the point at all, oops!

A twisting action made Liuzi's heart scream, the wound on his waist was torn again, and blood gushed out, not to mention how sour it felt, Liuzi asked himself that he had never suffered such an injury in his life, he didn't know how he persevered, and he also felt that after this battle, his combat ability would be sublimated.

He suddenly wanted to see the fate of his companions being attacked by this pair of daggers, and probably only by making them feel how brave and difficult he was at this time.

The sixth son felt that in his family tree, he would definitely record this battle.

Suddenly, Duan Qing's knife momentum changed, and the whole person was like a spinning top, circling around Liuzi, Liuzi felt that he had simply been thrown into the medicine twist, and there were blade attacks all around, and there was no way to hide, and he was so frightened that all his thoughts dissipated, and even his neck shrunk.

Suddenly, in the shadow of the sword, which was invisible, a dagger, in the almost dazzling shadow, stabbed at his empty door with unusually clear clarity.

If nothing else, the next moment, it will pierce your throat!

Rokuko saw very clearly, his consciousness captured this crisis, but his body couldn't react at all.

"I'm going to die?"

An idea came to Liuzi's mind, he had always thought that this idea would appear in a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to appear in this inconspicuous little thing, and it was extremely profound.

At this moment, Liuzi was extremely desperate, and he couldn't help but think of one scene after another that he had remembered since he could remember, like a scroll made, constantly flashing in his mind.

The young man in white had his heart skip a beat, his right hand was pinched out, his figure was like a flash movie, and he cut into the battle circle almost instantly, protecting the front of the six sons, and at the same time, his left hand slammed into the head of Duan Qing, who was attacking, and the heavenly spirit cover was on the head.

Duan Qing's steps changed, his body slid down, and in the eyes of the young man in white, he made an oblique angle, and stabbed the arm of the sixth son, and the sound of the blade penetrating through the muscles and bones made the young man in white feel palpitations.

The young man in white is called Gongzizheng, he is the eldest brother among these young men and women, and he is naturally not small, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Monks are the people in charge of power in this world, and there may be timid among them, but any monk, if you ask him to kill someone, as long as it has nothing to do with it, there is basically no pressure, and timidity is also different from ordinary people, it is the courage of Gongzi Zheng is definitely not small, but seeing the injury of the sixth son with his own eyes still makes him inevitably feel empathy.

"How much would it hurt if this knife were to stab me?"

Gongzizheng's face suddenly turned ugly, and he said in an unkind tone: "This friend, you are too heavy to do this, right?"