Chapter 122: It's a wit

As he spoke, the Confucian-robed monk and the short-haired monk struck out together, and the long-prepared magic weapon turned into a dazzling rainbow light and blasted towards the frost cloud. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Qi Yue snorted coldly, his hands were sealed, and the moment the frost cloud forced landed, the void water dragon groaned, but he saw the ten-zhang long water dragon poking down with one claw, breaking the rainbow light, revealing the jet-black iron hammer inside.

"I just entered the eighth layer of qi refining, and with a waste without spiritual rhyme, I dare to be presumptuous in front of my Hukou Village, looking for death!"

The short-haired monk took back the hammer and killed Qi Yue with the Confucian monk, but he ignored Jiang Qin on the side.

The Confucian monk pinched his hand, the flying sword came out of its sheath, and came to the sky above the water dragon with a bang, and the sword light suddenly soared, turning into the size of three zhang, and quickly cut down!

Qi Yue stepped forward, the seal in his hand changed again, and the second water dragon rushed out of the ground, blocking the short-haired monk, and the water dragon in the air also turned at the critical moment, opening the dragon's mouth, and the Xuanbing dragon's teeth bit the flying sword with a sonorous sound.

The Confucian monk's face changed instantly, he never thought that Qi Yue could be so strong with one enemy and two enemies, but the flying sword was bitten, and he had to continue to extract the mana of his whole body to control the flying sword to break away, if the flying sword that was related to his life was damaged, he would be hit hard.

Seeing that the Confucian monk was restrained, the short-haired monk was immediately ruthless, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the jet-black iron hammer in his hand flew out, turning into a black giant bear, and pounced on the water dragon fiercely, tearing the water dragon to the ground, and scuffling fiercely!

But what about one more?

The short-haired monk then thought of Jiang Qin beside Qi Yue, but when he thought that this was a waste without charm, it was very likely that he would run for his life as soon as the fight started, which could be regarded as witty.

It was understandable for him to think so, but the Confucian monk didn't think so, and the shadow of death enveloped him at some point, and Qi Yue, who was one against two, showed him a handsome smile.

"Not good!"

The short-haired monk looked at the Confucian monk, only to see Jiang Qin carrying the frost and slashing over the head of the Confucian monk, and the Confucian monk seemed to be unaware of the whole process.

Immediately after that, the short-haired monk was excited, and the Jiang Qin he saw just now turned out to be an afterimage!

How is this possible?!

Qi Yue smiled very happily, finally someone can experience the same tragic experience in the Sword Immortal Tower as they do, the only difference is that this flying Confucian monk can never be resurrected after losing his head, if he can be resurrected, he will probably find a way to kill Jiang Qin in the first place!

Losing the mana support of the Confucian monk, the flying sword that was bitten by the water dragon roared, changed back to its original size, and was bitten off by the water dragon and fell down.

In an instant, the tail of the water dragon in the air swung, and its front paws poked down, grabbing at the short-haired monk!

The short-haired monk looked horrified, it was already tricky to deal with a water dragon, let alone two, not to mention that there was a sword cultivator in the battlefield who didn't know when he would come out to give you a sword, he swept the audience with his spiritual sense, and he was stunned that he didn't find any trace of Jiang Qin.

If time could come all over again, he would definitely not be obsessed with wealth and the Confucian monk to intercept and kill these two local tyrants from the Frost Heaven Dao Academy, especially one of them was from the strongest immortal courtyard of the Frost Heaven Dao Academy, if he didn't have a certain strength, how could he dare to fly from the air to the vertical and horizontal mountains with such a swagger?

You must know that although the periphery of this vertical and horizontal mountain range is quite safe, if you fly, it will be very dangerous to strayed into the airspace of some flying demon beasts!

Without too much hesitation, the short-haired monk sent out a signal for help, and then his eyes were sharp, and it turned out to be a self-detonating hammer urging the magic trick.

I saw that the black bear showed a sad look in the scuffle, and the next moment it exploded, the water dragon on the ground was shattered on the spot, and the water dragon killed in the air also turned into a torrential rain at the same time.

This jet-black iron hammer didn't know what grade magic weapon it was, and it actually destroyed the woods within a radius of 100 meters under its self-explosion, and Jiang Qin, who was hiding in the shadows and preparing to approach the short-haired monk, was also forced out at this moment, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

It's better to escape faster, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Qi Yue took a few steps back, and when he was settled, he saw that the short-haired monk had activated a wind escape charm and fled to the battlefield inside.

Jiang Qin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the storage bag of the Confucian monk with a sword, and put the sword back into its sheath: "I lost a mouthful of blood, I hope the harvest is okay." ā€

Qi Yue saw that Jiang Qin was fine, and put his mind at ease: "Jiang Qin, should we chase after him?"

Jiang Qin shook his head: "Ye Shuangqiu, who is at the tenth layer of Qi refining, is likely to be in front, and we don't know how many people are here in Hukou Village, so let's leave first while that person asked for help just now." ā€

Qi Yue nodded, summoned a frost cloud, flew low for a while, and then fell back to the ground and walked quickly towards Tingjian Town.

Not long after the two left, the short-haired monk rushed back to the battlefield with three monks of the ninth layer of qi refining and four monks of the eighth layer of qi refining, but in addition to the corpse of the monk in the Confucian shirt, where was there a figure at the scene?

Because they were worried that there were Hukou Village monks chasing after them, Jiang Qin and Qi Yue sped up their steps, and unexpectedly met several sword cultivators in the same direction on the way.

Listening to the age of the establishment of Sword Town, it is impossible to verify, it is only said that it existed before the appearance of Sword Valley, and it has always been a gathering place for sword cultivation, although sword cultivation is classified as the end of cultivating immortals, but the glorious legend of sword cultivation in ancient times has never faded, no matter ancient or modern, no force dares to be presumptuous in the gathering area of sword cultivation.

Especially in Tingjian Town, if there is a foreign Dharma Dao monk who dares to make a move against the sword cultivator, it is very likely to cause a group attack by other sword cultivators;

I don't know if it's because it's in the vertical and horizontal mountains, the buildings and facilities in the town are relatively old, and the restaurants, inns, and grocery stores along the way use wooden signboards and welcome flags, and some of the better ones are hung with a few more lanterns, and there is no superfluous decoration at all.

Jiang Qin and Qi Yue found an inn made of stone to live in, and the inn was not much different from the ordinary inn of mortal dust except for the necessary isolation formation.

After staying for one night, the next day Jiang Qin and Qi Yue prepared to go to the Sword Protector Valley to find the cliff cave that Xia Worm said.

On the street, Qi Yue was a little depressed: "Jiang Qin, are your sword cultivators' pursuit of life so low?"

Jiang Qin said: "You think too much, sword cultivation is just to pursue the way of the sword, and the requirements for others are not high." ā€

Qi Yue took out a pack of spirit jerky: "Jiang Qin, what you said seems to be very reasonable. ā€

Jiang Qin smiled, knowing what Qi Yue was referring to: "Go find the detailed map of Zhang Hujian Valley first, and then we will send it!"

As soon as the words fell, the short-haired monk took five people to block Jiang Qin and Qi Yue's way, as if to circumvent the rules of Listening to Sword Town, one of the six people tied a black scarf on his head, distributed a shawl, and his eyes were wild and uninhibited, he was a seventh-layer sword cultivator refining qi!