The demon qi rises to the sky like thick ink, and it is actually turning the floating clouds into dark clouds, and the cold wind is also slowing down, "Yin Xue Sword" is the treasure of the thousand-year-old fox demon Xue Niangniang of Qingqiu Mountain, although there are few killings in the past thousand years, but it has drunk the essence of the demon king in the Baimang Mountain, and the power is also famous among the demon clans, but it is the first time it is revealed to the world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man showed a shocked look on his face, his legs couldn't help but tremble, he knew that he had encountered a hard stubble today, but he had never seen such a rich demonic aura in his life, as if he was covering the sky and the sun, and he was already frightened a few feet away, and he knew that this sword swept away, and it must be the end of his soul.

"Seven Styles of the Flower God" is the culmination of the martial arts of the Lord of the Moon Palace, which is intended to compete with Yan Nantian, and it is also the only one who knows how to use martial arts, knowing that this world is bizarre, so he doesn't dare to be lucky.

The figure and the place gradually blurred, and an afterimage appeared with lightning speed, and the ink-like sword body stabbed straight towards Zhang Mochang's chest, and the demonic energy of the "Yin Xue Sword" lingered with the wind, but the power was not damaged at all, and it had quietly broken through the barrier of the spell.

Zhang Mochang was horrified in his heart, taking advantage of the fact that there was still a charm to protect his body, as soon as he stepped on the ground, his body sank as if he was sinking and the surface of the water, only to see that the ground raised a small mound of dirt, like a groundhog walking underground, light and light skills are not inferior.

Bao Wenzheng was stunned, his body rose into the air on tiptoe, staring at the small mound of earth on the ground and constantly flowing, listening quietly to the sound of the ground, and then brandishing the "Yinxue Sword" and slashing down towards the small mound of dirt a foot ahead.

"Knock knock!"

The sword qi comes out through the "Yin Xue Sword", the power is not the same, the black sword qi and the demon qi are entangled with each other, with the sword qi as the guide, the demon qi is poured out, a piece of demon qi is like five thunders in the sky, the ground is smashed out of the deep pit everywhere, where the demon qi sweeps down, the snow turns black and then I don't know where to go, the dry grass also turns into powder, the rich and ink-like demon qi, there is a faint whisper of the demon fox, but it is indescribable comfort and joy.

Ji Qinglian looked at Bao Wenzheng with a solemn face, she really didn't expect this sword to have such power, if it was not out of the sheath, it would be ordinary, but at this moment, the unsheath made the wind and clouds change color, which really made people's hearts palpitate, the demonic aura of this treasure is as new, it is clearly the treasure of the peerless demon, if it is not intended to be gifted, it is definitely not something that people can control.

Zhang Mochang's face was like ashes at the moment, and he performed the "Earth Escape Technique" with the underground, one after another with the spell to protect the body, but the oil was already exhausted, but the charm on his body was like ice and snow under the sun, Sumeru was in vain, and he bit the tip of his tongue with the help of a few drops of essence blood in his body, and once again held up a talisman with the help of a few drops of essence blood in his body, jumped out of the ground with force, and shouted in embarrassment: "Stop!"

The "Yinxue Sword" stopped in front of the neck between the electric flint, and the cold and extremely cold demonic aura rushed to the face, turning the talisman that was supported by essence blood into nothing, and even a few beards were also cut off by the sword blade, dancing lightly with the sword wind.

Zhang Mochang was desperate in his heart, his face was like ashes, his body was already a little stiff, and after a few breaths, he was happy for the rest of his life.

"What else do you have to say?" Bao Wenzheng asked with a sword in his hand, against Zhang Mochang's throat, and in a cold voice with a frosty mask.

Zhang Mochang didn't dare to move a little, for fear that the sword would stab him on the spot, so he barely squeezed out a sincere smile and said in a trembling voice: "Shaoxia, I'm just here to ask......

"That county order is unforgivable, and the imperial court has issued a decree to behead it all over the house!"

"Shaoxia's move to release the heart of heaven and the way of the next and the dynasty is a very happy move!"

As long as he can save his life, who cares about the life or death of this small county order in a remote place, at this moment, Zhang Mochang can't wait to kill all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of this county order, and he also regrets this trip, where do you know that this ordinary martial artist has the fierce things of the demon clan, and how can he be able to resist one or two.

Bao Wenzheng looked at Zhang Mochang's clever words coldly, a playful smile appeared on his cheeks, and he asked in surprise: "So, I killed the county order, but it was a great achievement?"

"Meritorious! Meritorious!" Zhang Mochang moved his neck back slightly, his face was extremely sincere, he couldn't wait to swear an oath, and said conclusively: "Eliminate violence and peace, act chivalrous and righteous, young heroes are kind-hearted, and righteousness is thin and cloudy, which is a model of my generation......"

Zhang Mochang is already good at patting horses and whiskers, and when he blurted out these words, he couldn't wait to use all the words of Huazao in this world on the martial artist in front of him, as long as he could dispel the murderous intent of this young man, he even wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, and send Xinna's concubine to the bed, as long as he could guarantee his life, he would not hesitate!

"If I let you go......." Bao Wenzheng pretended to be suspicious, with a suspicious look on his face, and said: "Do you know that you won't bring people here again?"

Zhang Mochang patted his chest and said with a forced smile: "Where is the young man, I am also a cultivator, how can I go back on my word!"

Bao Wen was relieved and happy, but the "Yin Xue Sword" never moved away, and asked: "Then the son of the Bai family in Yunyan Town is also meritorious?"

"Of course, I will definitely go to the court and reward them together!" Zhang Mochang swore and said, and then whispered timidly: "Shaoxia, since it is a misunderstanding, it is better not to fight each other with swords." ”

Although Bao Wenzheng knew that this Zhang Mochang was just afraid of the sword cold, and he didn't know if he would come to seek revenge in the future, but he could leave his own house, but the poplar in Yunyan Town was unable to escape death, so he could only take the luck of the "Yinxue Sword" back, and then laughed loudly: "Since it is a misunderstanding, it is also not a fight and no acquaintance, I don't know the name of the high surname, this method is really wonderful, I am fortunate to get acquainted, and I am fortunate to have more than that!"

Zhang Mochang and the Dragon Lifting Hall have been cultivating for many years, and they are good at slapping horses, and at this moment, seeing the disaster of no body and death, they naturally dare not annoy this martial artist anymore, so they piled up a smile and said: "The young man is the best in the world with martial arts, and Zhang Mochang is poor and willing to recommend the young man to enter the Dragon Palace, and he can ensure the glory and wealth of his life in the future!"

When Zhang Mochang's disaster of life and death was eliminated, he immediately moved his mind again, and hit the idea on this demon sword, so he used glory and wealth as a talking point and said.

Bao Wenzheng put the "Yinxue Sword" back to the sheath, and the demonic energy that covered the sky and the sun immediately converged like a funnel and within the scabbard, and the outside of the Ten Kings Palace returned to normal, and said with a leisurely sigh: "Fame and fortune and I are like floating clouds, and between the love and the mountains and rivers is the wish of my life, I only hope that you can keep your promise." ”

"Humph!"

Ji Qinglian stepped forward with a light lotus step, patted the sword bag on her waist, the rainbow-like sword light appeared, like a dragon circling around, the sharp sword qi continued to circl and fly in the air, and then rushed into the sword bag in an instant, and said coldly: "If what you say is not true, killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

Zhang Mochang was shocked, but he never expected that this woman in shabby clothes was also a cultivator, and the Taoism was unexpectedly unattainable, so he restrained all the thoughts in his heart, forcibly concealed his fear, and said tremblingly: "Don't worry, I, Zhang Mochang, am also true to my word, and there will be no fake!"

"He will meet each other one day, and then he will have a good time drinking with his brother!" Bao Wenzheng hugged his fists and saluted, and said with a greeting to each other.

Zhang Mochang was overjoyed when he heard this, and he also bowed his head, and said with a smile: "He meets in the rivers and lakes every day, and he will not return if he is not drunk, and he will say goodbye!"

After that, he secretly spied on Ji Qinglian's expression, and saw that there was nothing abnormal, so he took a few steps back one after another, and then stepped on the ground with his big feet, and like a groundhog, he circulated with the raised mound of soil on the ground, and he used the Dao method to escape, for fear that these two people would regret it, and they didn't dare to walk with the ground.

Bao Wenzheng looked at the Mo Chang from afar, and then looked at Ji Qinglian's cheek sideways, and asked softly: "If the official mansion doesn't come, we can stay in this Ten Kings Palace for a month.......

The trace of affection in the tone is actually hoping to be alone with this Ji Qinglian, as if he is in a cold place, and he is also sweet.

Ji Qinglian's heart trembled violently, and even her delicate body trembled slightly, but it was like counting nine cold winters, a basin of cold water poured down from the top of her head, and the feelings that were within reach, but out of reach, really took root in her heart with this word, and replied softly: "Let's go......"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Ten Kings Palace.

The crack in the Dao heart was born from the birth of Lin'er, but after meeting this Bao Wenzheng at this moment, it was a little more obvious, although he knew that it was inappropriate, and he knew that there would be no result, but once the Dao heart of a cultivator was dusty, especially if it was contaminated with love, it was not easy to wipe it away.

Bao Wenzheng looked at Ji Qinglian's somewhat lonely figure and stepped into the Ten Kings Palace, but Pingshui met but was pulled into his feelings step by step, and he was a little unbearable in his heart, but after all, he sighed helplessly and chased after him.

(There are two kinds of flirtatious girls, one is to satisfy the pleasure of conquest of lust, then it is necessary to use continuous offensives, depending on the degree of conservatism of the other party, to achieve the goal within an acceptable time frame; ）

In the Ten Kings Palace, Bao Wenzheng and Ji Qinglian did not have any bags with them, so they did not need to take care of it a little, and after saying goodbye to the wooden statue of Lu Ju in the West Corridor, the two of them walked along the west side of the road in the snow.

Before the Baijia Spiritual Hall in Yunyan Town, the scholar Bai Yang regarded death as home, but he was calm, but the head of Zhang County's order was still in front of the altar table, and his fiancée Zhang Xiaoman was pear blossom with rain, convulsions softly, knowing that the official mission of the imperial court had come to the county office, and the crime of killing the official must be repaid with his life, and he would have to be separated from his lover from Yin and Yang.

I waited until after dusk, but I still didn't see the official messenger come to the door to get someone, and I was stunned to hear that someone came to report the news, saying that the official messenger had somehow rushed away with the right talent......