The dining room of the Anxi Inn is not large, with six heavy tables of eight immortals, and a small door leading to the kitchen at the back.

Zhao Ping'an and the Heavenly Demon sat by the window, ordered wine and meat to prepare for a feast.

Before the bowl of wine was finished, a horse-faced veteran came in, standing gloomily at the table, staring at them fiercely with strange eyes that were shining with fierce light, and his eyes were extremely unfriendly.

At the door of the dining hall, there were also two people standing with their elbows crossed. They are the civet cat Chao Fei, and his partner Zhang Quan.

The hall was filled with strong hostility, and the atmosphere was tense.

Zhao Ping'an dried the bowl of wine, poured it again, and said with a faint smile: "Dao Chief, don't raise your eyebrows, if you want to sit down, you can sit!

Lao Dao snorted coldly, pulled out a bench with his feet, and sat down gloomily.

Zhao Ping'an raised the wine bowl and gestured to the old Dao: "What is the name of the Dao Chief?"

"Poor Dao Tiangang. ”

"Oh! The 36-style Tiangang swordsmanship of the Taoist chief, I heard that he has not yet met an opponent in the martial arts, and is known as a unique martial arts. ”

"It's not that I heard, but the facts, don't you want to try it?"

"Don't dare to understand. Zhao is not a person who wants to succeed by chance, and the swordsmanship of killing pigs and dogs with a few hands he has learned is not worthy of a connoisseur's laugh, I would rather hide it. Zhao Ping'an said as if he was self-deprecating, but his tone contained irony.

Tiangang Lao Dao did not find out their details, and he did not want to attack prematurely. Yin Yin smiled and said, "No matter which side of the poor road you are, who is the instigator to oppose the poor road." The bell does not ring, the drum does not ring, and the words must be made clear. Let's gather at Anxi Inn this time, on the surface, it seems that we are aspiring together, everyone is here for the beautiful bearded family, in fact, in the bones, each has its own purpose, each has its own needs, each is wary, it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, but the conflict of interests is clearly demarcated, and no one is willing to let go. Poor Dao doesn't want to break the current situation of peace for the time being, and we must have a day of reckoning afterwards. ”

Lao Dao said coldly, and walked out of the hall proudly.

Zhao Ping'an smiled indifferently, raised his head and dried the wine in the bowl, stretched out his foot and gently flicked the bench where Tiangang Lao Dao had sit, and the bench suddenly collapsed. The rest of the bench where Lao Dao sat was shattered like powder when it collapsed.

The Heavenly Demon laughed and said, "Fossil decay, pure skill. Terrific. ”

Zhao Ping'an said leisurely: "The skill is indeed profound, but it's a pity that it is too much to do and not be able to send and receive from the heart." It's not that the heat is not enough, but that the practice of qi and heart is congenitally insufficient. It's no wonder that the old Taoist is scheming and wants to snatch the true secret of the beautiful bearded family. ”

Chao Fei, the civet at the door, didn't hear Zhao Ping'an's comment, and sneered proudly: "Since you know great, you should be self-aware, and it's best not to compete with us." ”

The Heavenly Demon smiled coldly and said nonchalantly, "Remember." ”

The thin hand opened his mouth and asked, "Your Excellency is still a little unwilling. ”

The Wandering Heavenly Demon looked at the other party and asked indifferently, "Do you want to show your hands?"

He walked close and said proudly, "What kind of strange knowledge do you want to see?"

The Heavenly Demon raised the wine bowl in his hand and said, "Can you break this bowl with one palm?"

In reply, he replied with action, and swung out his backhand, like a flash of lightning, and hit the wine bowl with a "pop!"

"Ouch!" screamed with his hands open, his face ashen and he stepped back.

Not only was the bowl in the Heavenly Demon's hand not broken, but even most of the bowl of wine in the bowl did not move, as if it had not been affected in any way.

The Heavenly Demon put down the wine bowl, shook his head and said, "Brother, you are far worse than the old man of Tiangang, why bother to be embarrassed?"

Zhang was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost, and then retreated, and rushed out of the hall.

The civet also turned pale and staggered out of the hall in horror.

Zhao Ping'an also shook his head, and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's just a group of local chickens and tile dogs, a rabble, aren't we a little too cautious." ”

The Heavenly Demon also said in a low voice: "Not necessarily, there are still people from Merlin Xiaozhu who have not yet come forward to test." The Yan family is known as the Divine Sword and Demon Sword, and its martial arts should be unique, plus there are many masters in the snar, and the strength is strong, Brother Zhao should not take it lightly. ”

Zhao Ping'an shrugged his shoulders and said, "Cao Cao Cao has arrived, Brother Tian, the person you said has already come." ”

Outside the door of the dining hall, a middle-aged man in white broke in, with a triangular face, deep eyes, hanging forehead eyebrows, a face as white as paper, high cheeks and a smeared mouth, and an evil appearance, which was unforgettable at first sight. A thin silver chain was tied around his waist, and a mourning stick was held in his right hand, and a pair of eagle eyes emitted a cold lightning that was as sharp as a sharp knife, as if it could penetrate into the heart.

The Heavenly Demon frowned slightly, and sneered: "Merlin Xiaozhu has indeed collected a lot of cow ghosts and snake gods. ”

The man in white rolled his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Junior, you can fool the old man, but you can't fool the old man, what is the purpose of your coming here, quickly and honestly confess, so as not to suffer from the flesh and skin." ”

The Wandering Heavenly Demon snorted coldly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm very busy. ”

"What? you dare to refuse my request for impermanence?" the man in white screamed.

"You've heard it clearly, can't you say it again next? "The Wandering Heavenly Demon was unceremonious,-for-tat.

"Good boy, you're tired of living, you have no respect for your elders, and if you don't teach you a lesson, you'll rebel!

"Hit!" came out, Bai Wuchang's left sleeve waved, and the wind and thunder suddenly erupted, and the wind surged fiercely towards the Swinging Heavenly Demon with the power of thunder.

The Heavenly Demon's face sank, his right palm was raised obliquely, there was no sound of wind, no strength, and the surging wind swept silently past him and dissipated in the aisle.

Bai Wuchang's face changed, he took three steps back, and raised his mourning stick on guard.

The Heavenly Demon looked cold, and said gloomily: "Bai Wuchang, I have no grudge against you below, you actually used your vicious corpse poison evil skill to attack, and it is rumored that you are ruthless and cruel, which is really good." Your Excellency, you must give me justice today. ”

Bai Wuchang's heart was awe-inspiring, he took a breath, practiced a hundred pulses, slowly stretched out his mourning staff, and said with a cruel smile: "How do you plan to seek justice?"

"A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood. ”

With a strange hiss, the Wandering Heavenly Demon drew his Soul Sword.

Bai Wuchang gritted his teeth, shouted, and the mourning stick grabbed the machine first, and pointed out with a stick.

"Zheng!" the sword flower vomited, and the staff and sword touched.

The end of the mourning rod suddenly crumbled like powder.

The sword light flowed, faster than the lightning and stone fire, and the middle palace rushed forward.

Bai Wuchang floated sideways in shock, the broken staff sank, and the sword rainbow that shot towards the lightning was sealed.

"Zheng!" the sword staff made a second contact, and a loud noise came out, and the debris disintegrated at the same time.

The mourning rod was broken again, and the sword light flew in, pointing directly at Bai Wuchang's chest and abdomen, as if thousands of silver rays were scattered.

Bai Wuchang's skill was not idle, he shouted, broke his staff, and threw it towards the ruthless sword that came at him, and at the same time floated back violently, finally avoiding the fatal blow.

The Dementor Sword emitted a strange screech, stalking the pursuit, like a shadow.

The strange roar was piercing, and the strange thin silver chain in Bai Wuchang's waist shook out, two feet long, although it was only as thick as a rope, but it was very heavy, obviously not a real silver chain, but some kind of peculiar alloy. The sound of the wind breaking when it shakes out is terrifying. It can be seen that there must be some kind of domineering move with amazing power on this Qimen weapon.

It's a pity that there is no chance for him to play, and the Swinging Heavenly Demon is like a ghostly illusion, magically cutting in from the light and shadow of the silver chain waving, and the sword light quickly brushes through the veins of Bai Impermanence's right hand.

"Hey......" Bai Wuchang exclaimed, his body shook, the silver chain took off his hand, and he flew and threw it out. "Snort!" There was a strange sound, more than three inches embedded in the wall, terrifying.

The figure is divided, and the winner has been decided. The blood gushing from Bai Wuchang's right hand was like a spring, and the wound was deep enough to see the bone.

The tip of the sword of the Heavenly Demon was coldly pressed against Bai Wuchang's throat, and he said coldly, "What I said will be a tooth for a tooth. ”

Bai Wuchang trembled and said, "You...... Your sword ......"

The Wandering Heavenly Demon sneered, "You know this sword?"

"Soul Sword, sword out of flying soul, God, you ...... Are you Tianmu Mountain Swinging Heavenly Demon Tian Xuan?"

The Heavenly Demon sneered, the tip of the sword slowly rose, and if Bai Wuchang didn't raise his head, his throat would be pierced.

Bai Wuchang raised his head in horror and shouted in fear: "Senior Tian, please ...... Please hold your hands high......"

"Under is raising his right hand. The Heavenly Demon said coldly.

"My blood is fast...... It's running out...... Senior Tian, please let me go!"

"Your nickname is Bai Wuchang, who have you ever spared?"

If you have too much blood, you will faint. Bai Wuchang already felt dizzy, but he didn't dare to support it in pain, the tip of the sword was pressed against his throat, and the pressure of lifting up continued unabated, so he could only try his best to control the support of consciousness. Just a little bit of exhaustion, the tip of the sword must be ruthlessly penetrated into the throat, it is really miserable, and it is about to collapse.

"Miss, help!" Bai Wuchang cried out in a daze.

The figure flashed, and a girl in colorful clothes arrived, and shouted: "Tian Daxia, be merciful under the sword." ”

The Wandering Heavenly Demon snorted and asked coldly, "Is he your person?"

The girl in colorful clothes smiled and said politely: "Concubine Meilin Xiaozhu Yanxia, Bai Wuchang is to give up and worship, today's matter is indeed what he did inappropriately, and I hope that Tian Daxia will look at his father's face and spare him this time!"

Zhao Ping'an stepped forward slowly and said indifferently: "You have to be forgiving and forgiving, Brother Tian, for the sake of this girl's face, let him go for the time being." ”

The Heavenly Demon put away his sword and stepped back, and said coldly: "Bai Wuchang, send you this life." Next time, hmph! I hope there is no next time, you'd better stay away from Tian. ”

Bai Wuchang was frightened, quickly grasped the wounded pulse, and staggered and fled, as if he had suddenly aged for ten years.

The Heavenly Demon threw his sword into the sheath and sat down coldly.