Shui Mei continued: "Judging people by their appearance is vulgar pleasure, and pleasure from the heart is bliss. Although many of the villagers in that town have wives, but the affairs of the husband and wife are mostly perfunctory and hasty, how can they achieve bliss?

The three Taoist priests have been cultivating in the mountains since they were children, and they don't know anything about men and women, and at this time they heard that the three of them were crimson, but they couldn't help but be a little distracted, although they didn't want to show it, but deep in their hearts, they had to admit that what the water charm said, it seemed to have some truth. Zeng Nianyu has a daughter, and she is unemployed, at this time, she heard the water charm talking about such embarrassing things, she was already embarrassed, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in. But Zi'er, who was hiding in the distance, was at a loss, and asked Ling Xuan on the side: "Brother, what is the matter of husband and wife, and what is the matter of love between men and women?"

Ling Xuan suddenly blushed, speechless. Seeing his expression, Zi'er was even more confused, but she didn't ask any more questions, and Ling Xuan secretly exhaled. Zi'er turned her head to look at a few people not far away, and saw them standing sneering, as if they were savoring the words of the water charm, Zi'er suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, it's not good, they have fallen for the charm of the water charm." ”

Ling Xuan was shocked in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw the huge water charm monster laughing, and countless disgusting tentacles were like countless hideous poisonous snakes, quickly attacking the four people on the bridge. Ling Xuan's heart froze, and he instantly struck out a flying sword, and at the same time flew out. "Demon, don't hurt people!"

The flying sword that Ling Xuan played was the Proud Dragon Sword that had been re-tempered by the Creation Immortal Hu, and its power had increased greatly compared to that in Mo Shaohua's hands, but seeing that the Proud Dragon Sword turned into a streamer and flew quickly, the sound of the dragon's groan shook the sky, instantly waking up the four people on the bridge, and seeing the tentacles in the sky, the four of them all changed their complexions, and they were busy pinching the magic trick and sacrificing the flying sword magic weapon to resist.

The Proud Dragon Sword was like a long rainbow, stabbing into the huge body of the Water Charm, but it seemed to be only pierced in the air, easily penetrated the past, turned a corner, and flew back, Ling Xuan flew over, caught the Proud Dragon Sword, and landed beside Zeng Nianyu. At the same time, a purple figure flashed quickly, and Zi'er also came to Zeng Nianyu's side in an instant.

As soon as he saw Ling Xuan, Mo Shaohua's face changed again and again, and he pointed at him and shouted, "Demon, it's you!"

As if they were afraid of Ling Xuan and Zi'er, as soon as the two of them landed, the tentacles that filled the sky quickly shrank back like a long whale sucking water. Ling Xuan didn't pay attention to Mo Shaohua, stared at the water charm coldly, and shouted: "Demon, you were born on the top of the South China Sea, but you brutalized the villagers here. ”

The water charm let out a strange laugh, Ling Xuan could tell its true origin in one word, it also seemed to be a little afraid, and said, "Slave family...... How could the slave family ever mutilate the villagers? You little brother is so unreasonable, and the slave family will not play with you anymore. ”

With that, the huge body was short, and it disappeared into the Luoshui River under him, splashing a splash. The water charm escaped into the water, Ling Xuan had nothing to do, he withdrew the Proud Dragon Sword, turned to look at Zeng Nianyu, saw his face flickering red and white, and couldn't help but say nervously: "Master, how are you?"

Zeng Nianyu was slightly stunned, then snorted softly, turned his back and didn't speak.

Mo Shaohua looked at Ling Xuan deadly, his face was also blue and white, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. The two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples beside him had obviously never seen Ling Xuan, but as soon as they saw him come out, they scared away the water charm, thinking about what a profound cultivator he was, the two looked at Ling Xuan, with a lot of respect in their eyes.

Zeng Nianyu didn't speak, and Ling Xuan was even more anxious, but seeing that she was not injured all over her body, she couldn't help but feel relieved. That Mo Shaohua gritted his teeth in anger, his whole body trembled slightly, and suddenly pointed at Ling Xuan and shouted: "Take my Proud Dragon Sword for your own use, you shameless demon, I ...... I can't spare you!"

Ling Xuan turned his head, only to find that Mo Shaohua glanced at him lightly, the contempt in his expression was overflowing, and he said lightly: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be you." Aurora Sword? That's not yours. ”

Mo Shaohua suddenly froze, almost dying of anger by his words. In the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, no one knew that the Proud Dragon Sword was a sword given to him by Hua Sihai, and it was taken away by Ling Xuan outside the Tongtian Palace in Wutong Mountain that day, and he secretly hated it. At this time, Ling Xuan didn't admit it, Mo Shaohua only felt that Ling Xuan was extremely shameless, and he just wanted to jump up and slap him to death, but ...... He didn't know where to start.

The other two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples looked at Ling Xuan, and then at Mo Shaohua, and one of them asked, "Senior Brother Mo, didn't you say that the Proud Dragon Sword was destroyed by an amazing monster, why is it in his hands again?"

Mo Shaohua was arrogant, even if he became Ling Xuan's subordinate and was robbed of his beloved sword, he would never admit it to the outside world, only that he fought with a powerful monster for hundreds of rounds, and the Proud Dragon Sword was accidentally destroyed by that monster. On that day, the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect on Wutong Mountain, he also strictly ordered that no one should say anything. At this time, it was regarded as lifting a stone to hit his own feet, dumb eating Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering, he blushed to himself, couldn't say a thousand words, glared at Ling Xuan fiercely, and said to the other two disciples: "No, the Proud Dragon Sword has long been destroyed, and what he has in his hand is definitely not the Proud Dragon Sword." ”

Ling Xuan showed a happy smile at this time, took two steps forward, hugged the three of them, and said, "Under Ling Xuan, I have seen three senior brothers. ”

Mo Shaohua snorted coldly and said sharply: "Demon, who is your senior brother, don't put gold on your face." Although the dragon sword ...... Thou wicked, thou wicked, thou shalt do many evils, and I will not be able to get around thee. Come on!", he said, taking out an ordinary flying sword and assuming a fighting stance.

Ling Xuan smiled coldly, didn't look at him at all, and said, "With all due respect, although your cultivation has improved over the years, I'm afraid you have reached the late stage of the Yuan Infant, but...... Still not my opponent. ”

Zi'er grabbed Ling Xuan's arm, looked at Mo Shaohua with innocent big eyes, and said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Little Taoist, you can't beat my brother." ”

Ling Xuan said Mo Shaohua's cultivation in one mouth, and the three of the Heavenly Sword Sect were taken aback. Although they couldn't see the depth of Ling Xuan's cultivation, his weak appearance gave people a feeling that it was not very powerful, and they instinctively thought that even if Ling Xuan's cultivation was profound, I was afraid that he would only hover around the Yuan Infant Stage. At this time, he said Mo Shaohua's cultivation in one mouth, and his confident and confident expression was even more overflowing, and the three of them immediately overturned their previous speculation.

Among the three, Mo Shaohua's cultivation is the highest, and he is about to break through the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage to reach the early stage of the Distraction Period, and the other two disciples are not even at the Jindan stage of cultivation. With Mo Shaohua's cultivation in the late Yuan Dynasty, he couldn't see the depth of Ling Xuan's cultivation, he didn't care about it before, but at this time, Ling Xuan said his cultivation, and Mo Shaohua suddenly felt like a naked sheep in his eyes, which made him feel cold in his heart.

However, Mo Shaohua is arrogant by nature, knowing that he is invincible, he will never retreat, not to mention that there are two junior disciples who regard him as an idol by his side, and he can't retreat. He took a step back, the long sword in his hand slowly pointed at Ling Xuan, and his momentum immediately increased by three points, like a cheetah about to make the final impact on his prey, looking at it in awe. The other two disciples retreated far away. Mo Shaohua said coldly: "Come on, victory or defeat is not on paper. ”

Ling Xuan didn't have the slightest affection for Mo Shaohua, when he was young, he attacked Zeng Nianyu and almost killed himself, leaving a scar on his face that could never be erased, and then he forced him several times, Ling Xuan had the intention of killing him, but when he heard that he disdained to agree with Ao Jiantian and others, he still had a sense of justice, so he forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart. At this time, he didn't know what to do, and he was killing himself, but Ling Xuan was happy to fulfill him.

He pushed Zi'er away, slightly lifted a trace of mana, and the momentum of his whole body instantly surged, pouring out like flowing water, shaking the surrounding air and forming a breeze. He looked at Mo Shaohua coldly, revealing a cold smile: "Since Senior Brother Mo is bent on seeking death, he doesn't mind ending Senior Brother with a sword, and he will be ashamed." ”