"There are many masters in Sen Luo Dao, and there are people in the temple who were not listed in the heavenly list before, and Sen Luo Dao is under the command of Xuan Shangyu, the national teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he is a well-known spy organization. Yi Xiao smiled, "But this spy organization is not simple, dare to list the demon slaying plan openly, and has the strength to seriously injure the rain demon." It seems that this organization has been hiding its strength from the world. ”

"Actually, I'm wondering what kind of rounds they'll list against the Rain Devil. Yi Xiao held up a finger, "If there is no master at the same level to sweep the formation, with the strength of the rain demon head to at least comprehend the source intention or domain intent, ordinary nine products will not be able to pose a threat to it at all." If it were me who were to plan, I wouldn't simply put out such a game, two nine grades and one eight grades, how could I kill the Rain Devil, even if the Rain Devil was injured, I could only stop the Rain Devil from going north. ”

Song Zhiqing was at the back of the team and muttered in a low voice, "How do I feel that something is still wrong." ”

Yi Xiao magnified the wrong thoughts in his mind little by little, suddenly realized, scolded secretly in his heart, and said in a smug voice, "My intelligence is naturally impossible to go wrong, and it seems that there is indeed a problem with what I thought before." ”

"When I came earlier, I thought that the inn should have been emptied in advance, but now it seems that it has indeed been emptied, but the way it was emptied is a little bloody. Yi Xiao sniffed her nose and touched her forehead unconsciously, the lotus flower imprint immediately fed back a cool meaning, her heart was stable, her pungent breath was still unabated, and she frowned, "Oh, this smell of blood." Sen Luodao won't like to clear the field like this, so what kind of demon is he slaughtering, he can commit suicide. ”

Yi Xiao saw flying sand passing over the yellow sand, and a dark red waist card on the ground showed a corner, and immediately leaned down to pick it up, and the word Sen Luo was stained with blood and had already dried up.

Red Yi'er had already pressed his thumb on the hilt of the long sword, Lao Duan silently took a step back, Yi Xiao consciously handed over the collar to Lao Duan, but he still sighed, "Now it seems that this Sen Luo Dao's demon slaying plan is really a joke." How can you obediently send yourself to the chopping board?"

Hongyi'er smiled angrily, "Aren't you one?"

Yi Xiao rolled her eyes, "That's not all with you." ”

Song Zhiqing hugged the knife in his arms and swallowed his saliva, "What's the situation...... Who's going to explain. ”

Yi Xiao held her forehead and said helplessly, "Let me explain...... The wind is tight, it's!"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Duan swept back with Yi Xiao, and at the same time picked up the back of Song Zhiqing's neck, like a swift bow bouncing. Immediately afterwards, a short figure broke out of the yellow sand, its hands slender as apes, and violently swept away the wind and sand, like a cheetah pounced on the direction of the three of them.

The void slashed a sword light, cutting off the direction of the extremely fast figure in advance, the short figure screamed, his hands and feet suddenly retracted, and the whole person rolled into a ball and rolled three times, dodging the sword light, until he rolled back to the door of the inn, then stretched his limbs, looked at the direction of the three people who swept back, and laughed strangely, "Oh, it's not the same as the plan, why did you see through it?"

“...... But it's okay to do this, so that Lao Tzu can pretend to be tired," the stiff Lu Xingying licked his lips, looked at the expressionless bottle Yunqi, and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile, "You are the red clothes of the Mu family, how can you be more beautiful than the girls." Tut-tut, it's more standard than the old lady inside, Shui Lingling'er, I don't know if your heart and liver have her sweetness?"

Lao Duan carried Yi Xiao back for more than ten zhang, standing far away on a small hill in the distance, Yi Xiao twisted the bloodstained waist card with two fingers, and said in a low voice, "This game should be against the red clothes, if you didn't find this waist card before, you may not be blinded when you enter the inn, the Sen Luo Dao Demon Slayer who was originally guarding here has already died, this dwarf looks familiar, with an ape arm on his back, like Lu Xing Falcon, who was nicknamed the Earth Demon Leader who ranked twenty-seven on the last heavenly list." ”

Song Zhiqing also understood the current situation, and said with the scabbard in his arms, "The boss lady ......"

"It's hard to say, it seems that the devil is not a person, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the devil Lu Xingying kills people without leaving a living mouth, likes to eat people's hearts, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and cultivates the five internal organs. There are also a lot of devils in the rivers and lakes, and demon cultivators take evil paths, and their cultivation speed is naturally faster than ordinary people, so there should be one more in the inn. As for the 'boss lady' inside, the thoughts of these two people are not so simple, they should be used to threaten them when they are at a disadvantage?"

Song Zhi groaned lightly, "Will they underestimate Hongyi'er?"

After coming to the Northern Wei Dynasty, Lao Duan, who had been accustomed to silence, rarely spoke, and his beard trembled when he laughed, "Lao Duan, my cultivation is not high, but I can see that although these two people are both nine grades, they are not the opponents of the red clothes just by virtue of that crooked and evil way." ”

The inn walked out of a mountain of meat, the reason why it is said to be a mountain is because the body in black is too large and burly, like a small mountain, the face is overflowing with fat, looking at the red cloth and grinning, showing scarlet teeth, unscrewing the black pot, snoring and pouring out the viscous liquid, it is actually blood!

"What a pair of embarrassed demons, one cannibalistic, the other loves blood. Song Zhiqing looked at it and frowned, "Is the cultivation of the Demon Dao really so simple? These two also have the strength of the Nine Ranks?"

Yi Xiao squinted her eyes and said softly, "The tall man on the left is the long-famous demon Yuan Shan, and this person is not listed on the heavenly list, just because the exercises practiced by this demon are extremely weird, and when it is strong, it is strong, and when it is weak, it is weak." Neither of these two is either

Those who are idle will not give up if they are waiting for the red clothes in this bureau. ”

The long sword in her hand buzzed and trembled, and she narrowed her beautiful eyes and said slowly, "Are people inside?"

Lu Xingying carried a huge bag, licked his fingers with a smile, and then pointed to the inside of the inn, "It's inside, whether you can rescue it depends on your ability." ”

Yuan Shan, a burly man in black, drank all the delicious blood wine in the pot in one gulp, and howled up to the sky, but his abdomen shook, like a baby crying.

"Ahh

With Yuan Shan as the center, a circle of sound waves suddenly spread, a spider web burst out of the ground, and the yellow sand shot out, the red clothes were as complex, the vitality was out of the body, and the white qi rolled around the body like a dragon.

The three people in the distant hills were not so relaxed: Song Zhi leaned down with a sigh and began to vomit, and Lao Duan was also dizzy and a little unsteady. Yi Xiao heard the shrill voice, but there was Qinglian shaking three times in his mind, and it was not suitable to solve it immediately, but it was the one who recovered first.

Looking up again, the sand and dust are flying, the dwarf Lu Xingfalcon has been involved in the ground, and the black-clothed man is several feet away from each step, and he is actually as light as a swallow.

The sword is not out of the sheath, just by virtue of the out-of-body vitality, it is to turn over the three-foot land at the feet, the white air turns like a dragon, the momentum changes completely, and it is as majestic as a mountain. This move saw Yi Xiao's expression in the distance, and recognized that this was the "Rushan style" in Qi Liang's secret pavilion's "Sword Six Styles", "Sword Six Styles" is a swordsman's introduction to swordsmanship, and some kendo everyone commented that this book is easy to learn and difficult, that is, whether it is a kendo chick or a kendo master, these six styles are different, and the more advanced the kendo cultivation is, the more I feel that the six styles are mysterious.

Since Yi Xiao has already started to practice martial arts, he will naturally not let go of the observation of the nine-rank masters fighting against each other, watching a thousand swords, and knowing eight hundred. His Royal Highness had begun to carefully observe the battle situation, to memorize those places that he still couldn't understand.

The "mountain-like" of the red-clothed child, I don't see its people moving, but I see the yuan qi, and in an instant, the white gas condenses into a sword, like a swimming fish, cutting the yellow sand all over the sky, and the burly black-clothed Yuan Shan is as burly as a mountain from far to near in an instant, and a huge fist like a bowl penetrates fiercely from the wind and sand.

Zhu Yunyu's footsteps moved back slightly, and he swept a distance of one zhang, and there were two hideous arms that had skyrocketed out of the ground in the yellow sand where he had just stolen, and his five fingers were like hooks, and he retracted with scorn when he fell short. The red-clothed man was fluttering, and he lightly pointed out a finger, and that finger was pointed at the huge fist of the black-clothed man, which actually stopped the advance of the opposite side.

Yuan Shan smiled hideously, put his fist against his fingers, and put the other hand on his arm, what he practiced was the "Blood Demon Surplus and Deficiency Dafa" that was famous in the Demon Dao, and in an instant, countless bloodshots appeared in that arm, like a hideous flowing river, and his strength skyrocketed several times!

The red cloth frowned slightly, the magic path was strange and unpredictable, and the cultivation was extremely fast. Originally, she thought that these two people only had the realm of nine grades, and they did not have the strength of nine grades, but they only fought each other slightly, but found that the people in the demon path were not only weird, but also not weak in their methods against the enemy. The strength of that giant bowl-like fist skyrocketed several times, and it was almost beyond the physical range of the Nine Rank Realm, although it had vitality to protect the body, the footsteps of the Bottle Cloud Shadow were also slightly sinking, and it seemed to be slightly difficult. The rabbit rose and fell, and a pair of red claws burst out of the yellow sand, grabbing the red-clothed barefoot, although it was burned by the vitality, but it was desperately grasping and refusing to let go, to provide Yuan Shan with a chance to kill with one blow.

The scene was already the absolute disadvantage of the red clothes, Yi Xiao squinted slightly, and carefully recalled the secret pavilion swordsmanship he had seen, the "like a mountain" of "Sword Six Styles", immobile as a mountain, and the sword intent was majestic. Looking at Hongyi'er again, although his feet were tied, his face was still the same, could it be that he deliberately created this situation to let himself observe and learn? Yi Xiao didn't think much about it at the moment, and he didn't care about Qinglian shaking his head in his mind, but what happened in the next second was too shocking, which made him dumbfounded.

"Six Sword Styles": Like the wind, like the forest, like the fire, like the mountain, like the cloud, like the thunder!

The red cloth said silently, and the free hand drew his sword.

Walking Qi Liang Ouchi for ten years, she is the number one master in Ouchi.

In the past ten years of killing, she never had to wear the pond fish on her waist, she hid the pond fish in the qin, and only waited for the nine products.

It's just that in the past ten years, she has deliberately used her sword to accumulate water, like a dam with water, the more people she kills, the more the sword intent rises, until she can no longer hold it down, even she can't suppress the sound of the sword intent when it comes out of the sheath.

The tide of the torrent city and river rises, playing the floating song, ten years is like a night, and the sword enters the nine products that night.

She finally waited for the sword to be unsheathed.

That sword crossed the Qi River and killed the Tianbang Fengqing.

At that moment, she opened the way with domain meaning, and combined the "six sword styles" to accumulate a sheath sword.

Qi Jiang didn't have time to try that sword with the rain devil, but the Heavenly Wolf City tried the sword! Halfway out of the sheath, he defeated the Northern Wei Heavenly Wolf King.

These six swords are one sword.

It is as fast as the wind, as slow as a forest, as aggressive as fire, as immobile as a mountain, as difficult as a cloud, and as moving as a thunderstorm.

Sword Return.

"Hell......" The three people on the hill in the distance watched the yellow sand disperse.

There was an extra line of blood on the forehead of the burly man, and the huge head still had a cruel smile.

The red cloth kept pointing out and pushed gently.

Although the sword was returned to the sheath, it was only returned to the sheath with one hilt, and the blade of the sword was completely destroyed.

The sound of "Zheng" is like the sound on the Qi River, who listens to the broken strings?

Yuan Shan's head fell to the ground.