Just as Shrimp Fur kicked Wu Gui away and used his demonic power to leap away from the place, three fireballs the size of a basin and a blue long sword slammed down from the sky, blasting at the location they had just been with thunderous power and powerful attack power. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Listening to a loud "bang", the slightly rippling river surface of the Qingxi River was smashed out of a huge puddle, the water vapor filled the sac, and the fountain-like splash was smashed into the air, like a heavy rain falling, dotted with countless ripples.

"Whoever comes, report the name!"

Jumping to Wu Gui's side, the shrimp hair quickly held his white longbow in his hand, drew the bow and drew the arrow, stared at the surroundings and shouted in a deep voice, this kind of attack is not the attack method of the Qingxi River Demon Clan, then only the cultivation of the human race is just ......

There has been a truce between the two sides for more than ten years, does this predict that there will be another wave?

After Shrimp Mao finished speaking, he saw four figures wearing Taoist robes appear out of thin air on a water surface not far from them, one purple and three white, one woman and three men.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a crown of purple sandalwood on his head and a light purple robe, this person looked to be in his early thirties, with a Chinese face, two thick eyebrows, eyes like beads, a high nose, slightly pursed lips, and a moist complexion.

The middle-aged man in the purple robe did not answer the words of the shrimp hair, but silently made a move with his right hand, but saw that as soon as he finished the move, the blue long sword that had just been attacked from the sky with three fireballs shot straight out from the water, swirling in the air, flying into his hand like an old horse knowing the way.

"Are you a cultivator from Shangxi City or Qingshui City?"

The actions of the middle-aged man in the purple robe made the look of annoyance appear on the face of the shrimp hair, and he snorted coldly, pulled the bowstring slightly, and asked in a cold tone.

First attacked, then ignored, no matter how good the character is, no one can bear such humiliation!

After Shrimp Fur's words were finished again, the middle-aged man in the purple robe still didn't speak, glanced at him with contempt, continued to ignore his gaze, and gently stroked the blue long sword in his hand, as if he felt that Shrimp Fur was not qualified to talk to him.

The young girl among the three young men and girls in white Taoist robes standing behind him said proudly and disdainfully, "You guessed wrong, we are neither the cultivators of Shangxi City nor the cultivators of Qingshui City, but the cultivators of the Purple Sword Sect!"

The girl's supple green silk is covered by a simple pineapple hairpin, her slender eyebrows are a pair of big watery eyes, a small nose, moderately thick pink lips with a smile at the corners of her mouth, a slender body, a slender figure, and a loose white robe on her body that cannot hide her tempting figure at all, but is even more charming.

But probably because of the racial difference, Shrimp Mao didn't care about her beauty and ugliness, and sneered: "The one who hides his head and shows his tail!"

Hearing this, the girl frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything, but looked at the sleek young man standing on her left side with slender eyes and said: "Wang Guangjin, look, I said that there is no need to engage in an ambush and sneak attack, you and Wu Zhiming don't want it, not only did they not succeed, but now I am despised by this rotten shrimp soldier, and even Uncle Mingzheng is also affected." ”

"Si'er, you can't blame me for this, I didn't expect it to be like this. ”

Before Wang Guangjin could explain, Wu Zhiming on the side opened his mouth to explain first, a trace of imperceptible blush appeared on his dark skin, and there was a little embarrassment on his ordinary face.

Before the fight started, I blamed my own people, and this girl is really a talent......

Wu Gui, who was with Shrimp Fur, couldn't help but complain in his heart when he heard the words of the girl called Si'er, but the current situation is not a second for him and Shrimp Fur, there are four people on the other side, and there are only two people on his side, and he doesn't even have a human form......

Glancing at the four cultivators opposite, Wu Gui shouted at Shrimp Feather: "Captain, the situation doesn't seem good, why don't you go first?"

When he said this, Wu Gui didn't mean to lower his voice at all, he couldn't speak human words now, and when he said it, it was just a few calls, and the shrimp hair, who was also a demon clan, could understand it.

Unless someone on the other side understands the language of beasts!

"Don't worry, you know, this is Qingxi River, our home field, we can't beat us and drill into the water, can they still catch up?"

For Wu Gui's worries, Shrimp Mao smiled indifferently and said with a smile, if it was on land, he might still be afraid, but this is in the Qingxi River, what is he afraid of as a native shrimp demon, can the other party's speed in the water be faster than him?

And although there seemed to be a lot of people on the other side, the only one who was under pressure on him was the middle-aged man who was called Uncle Mingzheng in a purple robe, and the strength of the other three was not much different from Wu Gui under his hands.

After listening, Wu Gui, who understood what Shrimp Mao wanted to express after a little thought, nodded and stopped talking, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

On the other side, Ming Zheng, who had finished stroking his beloved Flying Sword Lan Ling, couldn't help frowning when he listened to the words of the three junior disciples behind him who were still chattering, his body turned slightly, and he shouted with a light face: "If you want to quarrel back in the Purple Sword Sect, there is time for you to quarrel, now shut up for me!"

I don't have any brains, and I even want to go out.

After speaking, Ming Zheng turned his head to look at the shrimp hair, first his wrist shook slightly, and he swayed out the sword flowers, and then Zhengse said: "Demon, a certain book led the disciples in the sect to travel, and I didn't want to provoke right and wrong, but when I came here, I heard that the people of the two cities of Shangxi Qingshui are full of demons in Qingxi and Hanoi, and they are constantly doing evil, and they are the one who is in trouble, and today I am here to kill the demons and eliminate the demons, please give advice!"

...... (I'm the silent little comma.) ）

This person can't be brainless?

Hearing this, Shrimp Mao and Wu Gui glanced at each other tacitly, and invariably conveyed their thoughts to each other through their eyes, and then they each smiled and said nothing, just looked at Ming Zheng and didn't say a word.

Saying so much, don't you just want to pretend to be a fork, it is necessary to say that their demon clan is so unbearable?

What else do you say that today I came to kill demons and eliminate demons, please give me advice?

It's a big deal......

Aren't you arrogant?

Didn't you just ignore others?

We won't talk this time, see what you do?

Tell you to put the fork again!

...... (I'm the silent little comma.) ）

The scene was silent for a long time, when a wild duck suddenly flew over, and flew away without leaving a chirp.

Quack ~ quack ~

It seems to be laughing at something......

Seeing the ignorance of the shrimp soldiers and turtle demons who were despised by himself, the arrogant Ming Zheng felt a burst of anger in his heart, but the three disciples behind him, Si'er, Wang Guangjin and Wu Zhiming, were also silent because of what they had just said, like a piece of wood, and they didn't know how to come out to relieve his embarrassment.

"Bastard!"

Annoyed and angry, he shouted angrily, raised the long sword in his hand and turned into a white shadow, and without hesitation, he flew towards the shrimp hair and Wu Gui, who were designated as demons by him, and flew to kill them.

"Cold Star Break!"

On the way to tread water and fly, Ming Zheng had anger in his eyes, and said in a cold tone, the Lan Ling long sword in his hand roared lightly, the cold light spit lightly, the sword body exuded a trace of coldness, and a little blue light slowly converged into a little blue star at the tip of the sword.

If you don't make a move, it's just a killer move!