Since the appearance of the main beast of the Dongqing Pavilion, until the end of the battle with the master of the Nanzhu Pavilion Jiuying, this Taoist priest who is not good-looking has been in the courtyard, as if the aftermath of the fierce battle has not touched him, and the beast has nowhere to vent his anger, and the scholar is protected by the nine cherry trees for a while, so he naturally attacks the Taoist. Ran Wen Xiao said ?? ．?ｒ?ａｎｅｎ`ｎｅt

The beast's body method was extremely fast, straight like a gray shadow flashing in front of him, and the fishy wind sword crackled on the head, flying like a beast.

Seeing this, the Lord of Nanzhu Pavilion did not make a move to stop her, and the cultivation of fighting methods has its own sense, especially as an assassin, she is particularly sensitive to killing machines, and the beast demon did not attack her, and she has no reason to protect irrelevant people.

The Taoist priest seemed to be aware of it, and retreated a few steps in an instant, but it was not as fast as the beast's body, the fishy wind sword spiraled to, the Taoist priest lightly whisked the dust, and the mana turned back and forth, and the beast attack was eliminated, but the fierce and bloody wind was endless, and the Taoist priest retreated one after another, and was almost knocked away, until his back hit the powder wall, and the moss on the tile was loosened before he stopped.

"Miscellaneous hair, how much ability do you have!" the beast grinned, and the smell of the beast spread throughout the courtyard: "I didn't expect that there was such a master in the Sancai Sword recently, who did you work under before?"

The Taoist priest's face was red, his blood was surging, and he finally adjusted his breath, and his face stiffened: "Even if you are the master of Dongqing Pavilion, you shouldn't ask these words, and even if you ask, I won't say it." ”

"Okay, good!" the beast retracted his sword and applauded: "Finally, there is someone who understands the rules, knows what to say and what not to say, unlike some people, who only know how to hide behind the ass of the girls." ”

Hearing this, Jiu Ying chuckled and said, "Why do you have to keep arguing with juniors? Listen, we're making a fuss here, and the big guys are coming. ”

At this time, outside the courtyard, the sound of footsteps came one after another, and from the light and heavy steps, you could vaguely feel the irritability of the comer, and the figure arrived before the cheers:

"What's the fuss? Isn't it messy enough?"

The first person was burly, dressed in an ephedra suit, with thick arms, and two black iron rings hanging on his wrists, which seemed to be extremely heavy, but the strong man walked and waved his hand without realizing its weight.

"See the head of the sword. Seeing the burly man, the beast and the nine cherry blossoms immediately bowed and saluted, even the young scholar who had always been frivolous, but the Taoist priest was still leaning against the wall to breathe.

The person who came was none other than the Sancai sword master, known as the "sword head", but he did not wear a sword, and his eyebrows were quite righteous and solemn, and at first glance he did not look like the leader of this group of assassins.

The burly man ignored the Taoist priest and said to the beast and Jiu Ying: "You are amazing, I haven't died yet! I'm looking forward to separating the family? Jiu Ying, I'm talking about you! Don't really think I'm blind and deaf, Rou Ji of Nuan Yu Pavilion was taken away by the second son of the Chen family and you were secretly at your mercy, right? You raised a good apprentice, but you really left a good way out for you!

And you! Why are you spilling again? Is your skin itchy? You want to be pumped again? You know Jiu Ying's temperament, but you still have to provoke her, and if you really get angry, do you still want to dismantle the chief rudder? With this energy, it is better to use it to train newcomers, so many subordinates have died recently, and I am also very annoyed, okay! Don't worry about yourself going crazy!

Unexpectedly, the head of the Sancai sword looks solemn and majestic, and his mouth is the vulgar slang of the market, and his waist and chest are like scolding the cats and dogs who make trouble at home.

In the end, the sword head held his forehead and sighed: "Why am I so miserable, I just took over these three swords for a few years, and then I learned that the sword leaders in front of me all died well, and finally died so much that I couldn't even find the corpse, maybe I will quickly follow in the footsteps of my predecessors." ”

"Don't worry about the sword head!" the beast demon complimented: "As long as the sword head gives an order, my beast sword mountain and sea of fire will be nowhere to go!"

Unexpectedly, the sword head's expression changed suddenly, Fang Cai's righteousness and solemnity were completely gone, his eyes were bloody, and he raised his hand and slapped the rough cheeks of the beast evil, obviously sweeping horizontally but with the force of hammer pressure, the beast was slapped to the ground, and the sword head went up and raised his foot to step on the beast's head:

"Grandma, you turtle grandson just can't learn well, right? You can solve the shitty things, do you want me to bother? Toss you to death, what kind of three-talent sword leader am I to be a bare pole?"

After finishing speaking, he kicked the beast away casually, and did his best to humiliate him.

The head of the sword was scattered, and he said with a restrained expression: "Okay, it's all gone! ”

Originally, there were many people who followed the head of the sword, but after hearing this, they retreated one after another, and the young scholar was instructed by Jiu Ying's eyes, and they also retreated, and finally glanced at the Taoist priest with deep meaning.

The Taoist priest finally calmed down, patted his Taoist robe and was about to leave, but the sword head suddenly spoke: "Hey, that Taoist priest, if the beast demon can't ask, can I ask?"

The Taoist priest's body trembled, turned around and bowed his head: "If it is really the head of the three-talented sword, you will answer all questions from your humble position." ”

"Oh, that's ......" The sword head shook his feet casually and said: "Your sword technique to dissolve the beast evil is quite fresh, I don't know which one it came from?"

The Taoist priest replied: "In the early years of the humble position, I occasionally got a volume of magic recipes that were left out of the silk reeling gate, which contained the "White Hand Thousand Silk Recipes", and the humble profession has been cultivating for many years, and occasionally has a small success, but today it has not been able to fulfill the majesty of the sword of the master of the Eastern Green Pavilion, which makes the sword head smile. ”

"The Silk Reeling Gate?" "White Hand Thousand Silk Tips"?" The sword head looked suspicious: "This sect seems to have heard of it, but it has been destroyed for hundreds of years, and there is no successor, you have obtained the Dao method of the Silk Reeling Gate, do you plan to revive this sect?"

"Don't dare!"

"There's no need to rush into complacency. The head of the sword waved his hand and glanced back at the beast demon: "I still know how much the beast demon has some ability, you were able to block his wrath sword just now, only the qi and blood surged, this kind of foundation should not be underestimated in the Sancai sword." As for the revival of the silk reeling door...... Anyway, the foundation of the sect is not so easy to have, if you don't have the heart, I won't mention it, I just want you to know that if you plan to revive the silk reeling gate, the three swords will naturally come to help. ”

Hearing this, the beast couldn't help but say, "Sword head, this"

"You, want, say, what?" the sword head's neck twisted at a strange angle, and he looked at the beast with a gloomy face, staring at the law with a cold hair.

"Oh, that's right!" Sword Head's temperament changed, and he turned his head with a look of interest: "Why don't you come and be the master of the Northern Xuan Pavilion?" Anyway, that old guy usually doesn't care about things, and your skills are not weaker than those old guys at all. ”

"I don't dare. ”

"Hmm, you don't dare?" the sword head's face turned cold.

The Taoist priest's body trembled, and he had to deal with it: "But according to the command of the sword head." (To be continued.) )