Fei often has some unsteady feet.

To be precise, if it weren't for the young man holding on to himself, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Thank you for the sword. ”

The embryo-killing man smiled and returned his sword.

Damn it.

Damn it.

When did your sword come out of the sheath?

When is it again...... To his hands?

When is this man again...... Got to your side?

The sword was sheathed, and its strength was not sinking, but it smashed Fei Chang's ass to sit down, and the gentle man next to him kindly supported his shoulder.

"Your sword is very useful, thank you. The gentle man smiled and said, "I can see that you are different from them, and they want to eat me." ”

Fei often wanted to cry without tears, thinking that those demons wanted to eat you, not because they didn't see the scene of the entire Lianyun Snow Mountain exploding, you had nothing to do to play this play, but only let me see it, and then pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, isn't this playing with the feelings of shemales?

I'm a nine-rank monster, how can I afford to provoke you, a great bodhisattva?

Li Changge smiled again, raised his eyebrows, and asked a little embarrassed: "I heard that your chess palace ...... Got a teleportation scroll?"

"Yes, yes!" Fei Chang hurriedly took out the scroll from his arms, and without hesitation, he smiled flatteringly and offered it to both hands, handing it to the young man who was obviously going to kill the eight-foot mountain next.

Bachi Mountain is the holy land of the Chess Palace, and it is the cultivation place of the demon clan in the northern plains of the entire Western Xinjiang.

He's going to kill the Eight Feet Mountain?

So what?

Fei Chang is very glad that he is not in Eight Feet Mountain now.

Fei Chang didn't know what kind of enmity and grudge this young man had between him and the Chess Palace, and what he was going to do after killing the Chess Palace, he didn't want to care about it, and he couldn't care about it.

He can't slip away, he definitely can't fight, every minute and every second is a worrying torment.

Fei Chang preferred to believe that this young man was the reincarnation of an ancient demon, and took the scroll just to be friendly enough to come to the door for a sip of tea.

No human cultivator could give him such a terrifying feeling.

Now he just wants to send this great bodhisattva away.

Li Changge took the scroll with a smile and turned around.

One step at a time...... The man's walking posture is the same, tepid, Fei often looks scared, waiting as if walking on thin ice.

He had already walked to the side of the Xuanwu beast in the pit.

Fei Chang watched the man stop his steps, bent down and was about to bow, but there was a flash in front of him, and the next second he was shocked to find that this man suddenly appeared beside him.

"How do you use this scroll?" Li Changge asked with a smile, only to find that something seemed wrong with the eyes of this human-shaped monster.

Fei Chang was about to burst out of his mouth and the swear words were swallowed hard.

"Tear it, just tear it up. Fei Chang's voice was hoarse and bloodshot, his eyes were full of tiredness, he tried his best to suppress the ferocity in the snow leopard's temperament, and made his tone very gentle: "It's okay to tear horizontally and vertically, if you like, it's okay to tear diagonally." ”

Li Changge sighed and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Then he tepidly walked towards the dying and seriously injured Xuanwu beast.

Fei often repeated the last fearful anticipation process.

The man stood outside the pit, grasped the Chess Palace Teleportation Scroll with both hands, and pulled it open slightly.

Fei Chang exhaled a breath of turbidity, closed his eyes, and thought to himself that he had finally sent this great bodhisattva away.

Suddenly, that familiar voice sounded in my ears—

"Excuse me—"

Fei Chang was so shocked that he jumped up, and when he saw that the man had actually returned to his side, a "I'm special" had jumped out of his mouth.

Li Changge pointed to Fei Chang's scabbard, and said with some apologies: "I want to borrow your sword...... What did you just say?"

"What the hell am I ...... I want to mention this too!" Fei Chang smiled tiredly: "Oops, hey, fortunately, you reacted, otherwise I would have to run to the chess palace to send it to you, take it quickly, take it quickly, take it quickly......"

Li Changge smiled and whispered the word "thanks", and the next moment the whole person disappeared in place.

The Xuanwu giant beast in the pit let out a long howl, and was lifted out of the pit with a huge force, and the snow was filled in an instant.

Before Fei Chang could hand over the sword, he raised his head slightly, and a streamer flashed in his sight, and the scabbard with sword on his waist was gone.

The young man who raised the mountain of martial arts with one hand had a calm face, floating in the air, tilting his head slightly, holding his long sword in his mouth, and slowly tearing open the chess palace scroll sandwiched between his shoulders and cheeks with the other hand.

Fei often squeezed a bright smile and bent down a hundred and seventy-nine degrees, and saw the posture of the man tearing the scroll.

It's torn diagonally.

The space fluctuated for a moment.

The great bodhisattva disappeared without a trace holding Xuanwu.

Fei Chang's smile was a little stiff, and after confirming that Li Changge had indeed left, he immediately collapsed to the ground the next moment, lying down in a large shape, and he didn't know how much cold sweat was oozing out of his body.

After a long time, he sat up slowly, staring at the place where the twelve-headed demon besieging the young man was.

It was crimson, and the snow was mixed with demonic energy, and it couldn't be dispersed.

There is also a sword qi in the sky.

At this moment, it finally drifted away-

It turned out that the twelve great demons had been slashed into chaos by the shattered sword intent.

Broken corpses.

It's brutal.

And when the man returned his sword, not even a drop of blood was stained.

Fei Chang rubbed his face, and found that his smile was too stiff to rub away.

He was trembling and laughing.

No wonder I want to borrow the scroll myself, it's all cut like this, the corpse is broken into thousands of pieces, and the scroll has long been damaged.

Is this a human practitioner?

Can this be a human practitioner?

The snow leopard, named Fei Chang, didn't want to laugh at all.

......

......

The place where the mountain gate of the Eight Feet Mountain Chess Palace is.

The space was uncontrollably torn apart, casting a massive projection.

The young man with a body as black as a mountain came to the foot of the eight-foot mountain.

Li Changge frowned slightly and raised his head.

Zhenggong, Zhonglu Palace, Nanlu Palace, Xianlu Palace, Huangzhong Palace, Damian Tune, Double Tune, Shang Tune, Yue Tune.

There are a total of thousands of monsters in the Nine Palaces, and they are already standing densely at the mountain gate, looking at this sick young man with an indifferent face.

Li Changge held the Xuanwu body, his face calm.

Each youkai looked at himself, to be precise, at the Xuanwu above his head.

Li Changge smiled inarticulate with a long sword in his mouth: "You want to?"

He shook his shoulders slightly.

Throw the Xuanwu, then draw your sword with one hand.

Xuanwu fell, and was pressed against the back by a sword, and the weight of Wan Jun weighed down the body of the long sword to the point that it could no longer be bent.

Li Changge said softly: "To you." ”

Hand the sword.

The sword is in the sky.

The blade snapped back violently, shaking wildly on both sides.

The Xuanwu body was smashed out, crushing the mountain gate, and it was crimson.

The demons are silent.

At this moment, at the mountain gate of the Chess Palace, the vast bell of the Yellow Bell Palace finally came.

As soon as the bell of the Yellow Bell Palace fluctuated to the mountain gate, the man slowly raised his sword with one hand, and then the bell stopped abruptly.

The sword intent that came later cut off the bell.

The whole world fell silent again.

The sick young man smiled and looked at the majestic and thousands of feet of the Demon Clan's holy mountain, raising his sword in one hand and pointing obliquely at the sky.

This should have been a serious and silent scene.

He came from a mountain.

The chess palace descended the mountain.