On the night when the firelight of Liuyue Villa lit up half of the starry sky, a pair of eyes full of murderous intent traveled dozens of miles, frozen on the bodies of him and Yun Mengxing, that kind of cold, Yingyi will never forget.

Today, the owner of these eyes appeared in front of him, Ying Yi felt that his heart and blood suddenly stagnated, he was at a loss, and wanted to run to the fourth floor, but his feet couldn't move at this moment.

Bang!

The six black-clothed guards who were slow to retreat were knocked out by the invisible energy, and exploded into clouds of blood mist and scattered all over the ground.

Ying Yi's eyes shrank, and his right hand smashed the corner of the table, he didn't see clearly how the man in black holding the white crystal ball in front of him made a move, killing him with one blow and shattering his bones!

Looking at the man in black who was walking towards him step by step, fear spread in his heart, Ying Yi sat on the ground and asked tremblingly, "What do you want to do?"

The man in black stopped, looked at Ying Yi with endless dark eyes under the black cloak, and said coldly, "Kill!"

A palm fell, thunder, and just when Ying Yi thought he was going to die, Yun Mengxing appeared in front of him and took a palm from the man in black.

The powerful energy slammed into all directions, Yun Meng woke up and snorted, flew out upside down, crashed through the Immortal Master Building, spurted blood from his mouth, and the wolf fell to the ground in a miserable manner. At the same time, Ying Yi was also swept out by the energy, and fell to the ground, spitting blood.

The black sleeves were swept away, the dust was scattered, and the man in black held the white crystal ball and stood in place unscathed, unstained. With one step, the wall on the first floor of the Immortal Master Building turned into powder, and before he could blink an eye, the man in black had already come to Yun Mengxing.

"Traitor!" The man in black held the white crystal ball and looked at Yun Mengxing with cold eyes.

"Hahaha, Elder Jing! I know that you see me unhappy, so if you are unhappy, you will kill me... Hahaha......" Yun Mengxing looked at Jing Qian in front of him and laughed wildly, the only fly in the ointment was that the laughter was always interrupted by the sound of vomiting blood.

"Do you think you can threaten me like this?" Jing Qian sneered, and the white crystal ball in his palm lit up slightly.

"Ever since the name of this seat was left on the Thief's Monument, you are destined not to kill me!hahaha...... Kill me, kill me, hahaha......" Yun Meng woke up and spat blood, and continued to provoke Jing Qian unscrupulously.

Jing Qian looked away and walked towards the rest of the fallen traitors of the Holy Hand Alliance, and with every step, several black-clothed guards died on the spot, "Hmph, I can't kill you, just kill all your subordinates!"

"Jing Qian, you damn old horseman!uh, poof......" Yun Mengxing struggled to get up, but he felt powerless, and Jing Qian's palm just now almost directly abolished him.

Ying Yi looked weakly at Jing Qian, the elder of the Holy Hand Alliance, who was walking towards him, and felt full of regret in his heart, why did he be blind and provoke such a terrifying character? This time, no one can really save him, unless a miracle appears.

Just as Jing Qian was about to walk beside Ying Yi, a flying sword fell from the void and took Jing Qian's head. Jing Qian shifted his shape, dodging the attack of the flying sword, and with a flick of his black sleeve robe, the white crystal ball disappeared, replaced by an aqua blue long sword. The long sword was attached to the dark blue ice flame, which was extremely evil, the sword rose and fell, and the ice blue sword qi hit the flying sword, which made the flying sword in the air suddenly stagnate, and the person controlling the flying sword had already been injured.

With the long sword in his hand, Jing Qian no longer retreated, standing in place, clanging, blocking the attacking flying sword again and again, and when the flying sword stalled for the second time, Jing Qian left an afterimage, appeared in a street alley, and put the long sword on the neck of the golden-clothed monk in front of him.

"Senior, spare your life!" The golden-clothed monk trembled, and the second brother asked him to help Yun Meng wake up, but he didn't expect to provoke such a terrible martial artist.

With a sneer, Jing Qian's long sword slashed, and then shot out a blue sword ray into the center of the golden-clothed monk's eyebrows, and then turned into light and shadow, disappearing.

After just two breaths, Ye Meng and Ye Feixia rushed to the alley, and when they saw the fourth brother Ye Tian with a faint blue light overflowing from their eyebrows, they were shocked: "Third brother!"

Ye Meng wanted to pounce, but was pulled away by Ye Feixia, and the sword qi in Ye Tian's eyebrows shot out at this moment, leaving a bloody mark on Ye Meng's face.

"Don't you want to live?" Ye Feixia shouted: "Hmph, I said earlier that you wouldn't be with that kind of garbage, provoke such a strong enemy, and kill the third brother!"

Putting away Ye Tian's corpse, Ye Meng turned his back to Ye Feixia: "I will avenge them." ”

Ye Feixia stopped talking, stood up directly, glanced at the corpse-strewn Immortal Master Building, and turned into a golden streamer and left.

......

"Thanks to my friend's elixir, I'm fine. Song Si walked out of the room and set up a table of wine for Zhuge and Ye Yunlin to express his gratitude.

Zhuge waved his hand: "Don't hide it from your friends, among the same level, if the alchemy of this way ranks second, no one dares to call it first." You must have read the previous time-traveling novels, and the pill upgrade is the king in the cultivation realm. ”

"Ahem, friend, by the way, when did the trial of the Qinglian Zodiac begin?" Song Si interrupted Zhuge Yan's words.

"Three months later. Why, friend, you don't plan not to go, right? The trial place left by Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai, after entering it, you will get a little understanding, which will be of great benefit to your sword cultivation. ”

"This fellow Daoist is right, even the Sword Domain has sent outstanding elite disciples to participate in each session of the Qinglian Twelve Palace Trials, such as the one next to me, Mo Liuli. Murong Chen and Mo Liuli didn't know when they entered the inn and came to the table for three.

"Let me introduce myself first, I am Murong Chen, the prince of the Western Qin Kingdom, this is Mo Liuli of the Sword Domain, three Taoist friends, can we sit down?" Murong Chen behaved decently, elegantly and naturally, showing the demeanor of the royal family.

"Please!" Song Si invited, "Poor Dao Song Si, this is the genius alchemist Zhuge Yan, and this is the future Sword Immortal Ye Yunlin. ”

Hearing Song Si's introduction, Ye Yunlin almost squirted out the wine in his mouth, but Zhuge was extremely natural, patting his stomach and seeing Murong Chen and Mo Liuli one by one.

"Xiao Er, bring up all the best spiritual flavors in your store, this king is in for a treat!" Murong Chen said to the shopkeeper not far away.

"This ......" Song Si was just about to speak, but was blocked back by Mo Liuli, who suddenly spoke: "He is a local tyrant, you don't need to be polite." If you have a chance, you and I will have a competition. Tightening the trembling sword in his arms, Mo Liuli continued to drink the wine in his hand.

"Yes. Unconsciously, Song Si was surrounded by Mo Liuli into another topic, which made his impression of Mo Liuli change a little, he and Chunyang Adong are not the same kind of people.

After a tour of wine, Song Si explained: "Speaking of the Qinglian Zodiac just now, I will go, but I need to have a flying sword of my own before I go. ”

"Flying sword, Song Daoyou, don't you have a flying sword?" Murong Chen felt a little strange.

Song Si smiled embarrassedly: "It's not my own sword, it's not easy to use, so I'm going to go to Frost City first, buy some materials, and refine a flying sword." ”

"I see, if Song Daoyou doesn't dislike it, you can go to my treasure house to choose materials at will, and then as long as Daoyou is in the Qinglian Zodiac Palace, you can help each other. Murong Chen said directly.

"He's pulling you to help in the fight, but he has enough materials in his treasury to forge a flying sword. Mo Liuli clasped the sword in his arms with his left hand, picked up a glass of wine, and began to savor it.

Ye Yunlin almost choked on drinking again, and when he saw Zhuge looking over, he hurriedly said, "Drink, drink." ”

Murong Chen's face froze, he had always been helpless against Mo Liu's friend.

Song Si thought for a moment and agreed: "Yes." ”

There are flying sword materials sent to the door, and there are also people who are familiar with the Qinglian Zodiac Palace, why not do it? The most important thing is that it is not easy for Murong Chen to become friends with Mo Liuli's sword cultivation.

"Okay, when you have finished this banquet, you will be invited to my palace to rest. Murong Chen was in a good mood and helped everyone fill the spirit wine one by one.

"Honored, honored. Ye Yunlin took the wine and drank it all in one gulp, "Please, please!"

"Please!"

Just when everyone was eating happily, Jingming Zhenren of Quanzhen Nanzong walked into the inn with a handsome young Taoist, and when he saw Song Si, he nodded and smiled slightly. The young Taoist beside him also looked at Song Si and smiled, and bowed.

"Song Daoyou, are you very famous in martial arts?" Murong Chen was puzzled when he saw this scene.

Song Si frowned, feeling dazed, feeling very strange, and was about to return the salute, Jingming Zhenren and the young Taoist had already gone upstairs.

At this time, five or six monks in Chinese clothes rushed into the inn, and the young man led by him shouted loudly, "What about those two damn martial cultivators? Who saw it?"

Murong Chen was displeased, Mo Liuli put down the wine glass, Song Si looked at the six people, and there was a feeling of being calculated in his heart, which was not good.

Sure enough, the six monks turned around and stared at Song Si and the others, and the son led by him grabbed the young man beside him, pointed at Song Si and Ye Yunlin and said, "Senior brother, is it this white-haired Taoist and this young miscellaneous hair?"

"Ahem. Ye Yunlin choked the wine in his mouth, this is the first time he has been shot today, and what's even more odious is that he is a generation lower than Song Si, who is this provoking whom?

With black panda eyes, the young man reluctantly opened a trace of his eyes, and said hesitantly: "Senior brother, I didn't see it clearly, I only knew that one was two martial cultivators, one with white hair and one with black hair. ”

"Okay, that's it, you two, come out with Ben Dao, let Ben Dao fight, and that's all for today. Otherwise, stay alive!"

The young man in Huafu stepped out in one step, pointing at Song Si and Ye Yunlin, and the powerful momentum suddenly exploded, agitating out, sweeping away several tables of wine around him, and the guests who were close to him for dinner were even more smashed.

Be on one's high horse!