Jiuzun asked

Members of the Wugou Sword Sect of the Sword Market, who wield a fairy sword can slash wildly, without any distinction between young and old.

The cold branch that Xiao Yao Shisan was carrying was quite pretty.Xiao Wenwen and the rest of the people never worried about this "Demon Thirteen".

With a hundred swords pressing down on him, Xiao Wenwen looked at the Wugou Taoist priests in the Sword Market, desperately wanting to fight with them.

The rest of the people who hadn't picked up their swords watched the chaotic battle with a gleam in their eyes, and they still stood by and watched wisely to protect themselves.

"Doesn't the old Taoist dog Wugou not want to leave Jianxu City anymore?" Although Bai Xingjun looked like a child, he spoke like an adult.

And the group of Taoist priests of the Wugou Sect of Jianxu who attacked, turned a deaf ear to Bai Xingjun's swearing, and his anger from embarrassment.

"Back..." Xiao Wendao said calmly, the sword pierced through his right shoulder, spilling blood on the spot.

"Thief dog, I have written down this private enmity." Bai Xingjun's eyes showed murderous intent, and his sword was like the wind.

After dodging a few swords, Xiao Wendao used shadow magic, spilling blood with one sword, and three people in half a step.There were more than a hundred Taoists from the Wugou Sword Sect in the Sword Market, but dozens of people were injured.

As for the people of Wugou Sword Sect, their swords were as fierce as waves, and they saw bloodstains on Nalan Chanyi's left shoulder.

If you sacrifice the Zijin Monument, you will be smashed in a fit of rage!

The Zijin stele blocked the Wugou Sword Sect's attack a few times, and they retreated beside the cliff, half a step back would be ten thousand zhang.

With the endless sword momentum, Xiao asked for a moment in his heart, and said: "You retreat first, I think they will never chase down the mountain."

"These old-fashioned local dogs don't play their cards according to common sense. I haven't seen the scene today, even in 3000 years." Bai Xingjun said, shaking his sword fiercely, and he is also a ruthless character who will never die.

"Why does President Wugou hate you?" Xiao asked in a deep voice.

"Uh... we'll talk about it when we get down the mountain." Bai Xingjun hesitated for a while and said.

"Set up the Tiangang 64 Sword Market Formation." The young Taoist at the head shouted coldly.

"This... this old-fashioned local dog treats us as ancient gods and demons." Bai Xingjun shouted, his face turned red, and he was really anxious.

The 64 sword formations in Tiangang are like the 64 constellations in the universe, with one person per day and one night at a time, and this 64 constellations in Tiangang is a small formation of eight people, and it is also a sleepy formation.

"Back..." Xiao Wendao pondered, then half backed away.

"What's the hurry..." Xiao Yao Shisan stood up in front of the sword formation with her chest straightened out, and said, "My master is a terrifying Taoist."

"Uh, so what." Xiao asked quietly.

I saw the little demon thirteen throwing the cold branch above the white sky, and the sword rained down.

That cold branch turned into a rain of tens of thousands of wooden swords, heading towards the Tiangang Formation of the Wugou Sword Sect in the Sword Market.But who knows, Jian Yu's six relatives don't recognize him, even they will not let her go.

"Terrorist Taoist! Is this the horror of the terrifying Taoist? The sword does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. It is so terrifying." Bai Xingjun looked stunned and teased aloud.

"Hmph, if my old master had made a move, the Wugou Sword Sect in Jianxu Mountain would have been overthrown by now." Xiao Yao Shisan said anxiously, his body was already standing on the edge of the cliff, and he fell into the sky.

"When I fight for ten breaths, you all go down the Jianxu Mountain." Xiao Wen asked with a thought, and thought of Liugou Sword Immortal's "Tianzi Sword Way".

"You..." For some reason, Bai Xingjun choked on his words.

"Ye Tian Zi comes out, ten thousand swords cross the heart." Xiao Wen asked with a deep groan.

All the people in the Wugou Sword Formation in the Sword Market heard the sword in their hands neighing for a while, and they felt as if they had let go.

One thought of Lihuo burned the sky, and Baidao Lihuo headed towards the 64 people in the Tiangang Sword Formation.In an instant, the fairy swords in the hands of those 64 people rose into the air.

"Xiannian Yujian, this is impossible." The leader looked at Xiao Wenwen's "Tianzi Sword Dao" with a dazed expression on his face.

"Don't retreat. If I do, I will be the son of the tortoise." Playing on his childish temper, Bai Xingjun moved forward with a sword, really risking his life.

Nalan Chanyi and Xiaoyao Shisan looked at Bai Xingjun's appearance, and they stabbed half a zhang with their swords, half a zhang away from the side of the cliff.

The Son of Heaven's Sword Dao is respected by the "Dao Wen Sword"!

Xiao Wenwen thought that the meaning of the sword spirit of the Wendao sword was comparable to the "nineteen breaths" of Yujian, so he retreated with the sword hanging down.

When the 64 fairy swords returned to the hands of the 64 members of Tiangang Sword Formation, Xiao Wenwen knew that there was no way to retreat, even half a step away.

Half a foot away, but the moment you stepped on it, you were forced to hang on the cliff by the Tiangang sword array.

"Cultivating the Tao does not seek wealth and honor, but only seeks to have no regrets." Xiao Wendao pondered, a purple glow appeared in his eyes, and he moved towards the young Taoist leader with his sword.

The young Taoist looked at the purple glow in Xiao Wenwen's eyes, turned back halfway, and raised his sword.

The sword energy is like autumn rain, extremely cold.That young Taoist, the sword intent was ethereal, and the tip of the sword was as cold as frost, reaching directly between Xiao Wenwen's eyebrows, not taking it anywhere else.

Xiao Wenwen glanced at the young Taoist, with a murderous look in his eyes, and pierced his chest with a sword.Retreat with one blow, half retreat and strike again.

"Jianxu Mountain." Xiao asked loudly.

Everyone immediately understood that although Gang 64's sword array was powerful, it also had many omissions.It is probably the first time for these 64 people to use this Tiangang sword formation, the sword moves up and down like clouds and rain, but they also rest for a while.

The wind rushes away, the wind sands away the stones.

The three of them watched Xiao Wendao's figure sweeping towards the top of Jianxu Peak, and they knew that his intention was to threaten him with the "Sword of the Peak".

The three of them picked up Feng Ying'er and followed behind Xiao Wendao, half a zhang away.

Those Taoists of Wugou Sword Sect stood with their swords in hand, but they never chased him even a single step.

A group of four people stood on the top of Jianxu Peak, looking at the black iron sword stuck in an ordinary rock crack.

When picking swords in the Jian Market, it is this sword that is picked.On the hilt of the sword, there is rust, and on the body of the sword, even the lines are not clearly visible.

"You come..." Bai Xingjun said out loud.

Xiao asked indifferently, and raised his hand to lift the sword.It's rough to touch, like touching a handful of iron sand.Xiao Wenwen weighed it in his mind, this handful of "broken copper and rotten iron" is "two catties and six taels".

The tip of the sword on the top of the Sword Market has long been wiped off, and the "sword name" under the scabbard is also blurred.

Bai Xingjun squatted down, frowned and looked at the "sword name" of the sword, looked at it for a while, and shook his head a few times.

"I don't know how to read?" Xiao Yao Thirteen said.

"Weird." Bai Xingjun said, turning around to look at the cloud waterfall above the white sky.

Xiao Yao 13 frowned, looked at the name of the sword, and said, "It's not a human haha ​​sword."

Xiao Wenwen raised the sword and looked at it indifferently, the "sword name" was exactly the same.

"If you're not human, you're cursing. Haha, you're just laughing. This...broken sword." Xiao Yao Shisan said, reaching out to lift the sword.

Clenching his right hand, who knows that there is a bloodstain on the blade.

A sword rusts like rotten iron, and it can hurt people's muscles and bones!

"The name of this sword is not human, it is not an insult to others. Rather, the person who can wield this sword is either an immortal or a devil. Haha, it is not a ridicule, but the joy of obtaining this sword." Suddenly Er spoke aloud.

"Greetings, Patriarch Wugou." The disciples at the foot of Jianxu Mountain called out to this old Taoist.

Xiao Wenwen took a look at this old man, and found that he was quite similar to Yu Xuzi.Wearing a plain sword-colored Taoist robe, white beard and silver temples, it is needless to say that he is a fairy.It's just that Wugou's eyebrows are only on, and a spirit bead can be seen.

"You go down the mountain." Patriarch Wugou looked at the man who was standing by.

"Because I only care about the danger of others, so I stand by. Or, I don't have the way of chivalry in my heart, so I don't deserve to pick the sword from the Sword Market." The man asked aloud.

Patriarch Wugou glanced at him indifferently, and asked, "Why did you come to the Sword Market?"

"Picking a sword." The man replied.

"But why did they not forget their original aspirations when their lives were in danger, but you became a fisherman?" Patriarch Wugou asked again.

"Standing aside, I feel ashamed in my heart. If you take advantage of others' danger, you will be invincible, and shame will be added to shame." The man stood proudly and said.

"Oh, what way are you cultivating?" Patriarch Wugou asked.

The man smiled indifferently, but held up a paper umbrella to cover the bright white sky, and said: "If you don't seek the Tao, you will follow your own way. If you don't seek the Tao, the Tao will come naturally."

"Why did you come to the Sword Market to collect swords?" Patriarch Wugou continued to ask.

"It's not that I want to come. I was at the foot of Jianxu Mountain, and I was just watching the excitement. Who would have thought that his sword energy collided with many people. But I just stood still. When I went to Jianxu Mountain, I thought Jianxu Mountain is in charge of food. Who knows, it’s just busy.” The man said, holding a paper umbrella and heading down Jianxu Mountain.

"Don't you want to mention this sword from the Sword Market?" Patriarch Wugou asked.

"I'm hungry, I can't lift it up." The man said, and descended Jianxu Mountain lightly.

"I don't seek the Tao, the Tao will come naturally. It turns out that he is a Taoist who cultivates according to his heart." Patriarch Wugou pondered.

"Hmph, what's so strange." Xiao Yao Thirteen snorted.

"Oh, why not?" Patriarch Wugou asked.

"My master fears that Taoist cultivators don't seek the way, and they don't want to hide when the thunder punishment comes. To be struck to death by lightning punishment abruptly, you have to be sure that it's a chance." Xiao Yao Shisan said, his face was also miserable.

"You really saw a terrifying Taoist, his soul flew and disappeared." Patriarch Wugou asked.

"No, there is only one rags left." Xiao Yao Thirteen said.

"If you don't seek the way, you will follow the way as you wish." Patriarch Wugou said softly, looking at the four of them, he said, "Only three of you can enter the King's Landing Sword Pavilion."

"I don't want to go..." Xiao Yao Shisan shouted, "There are a lot of rules in that place, and I feel uncomfortable. Besides, the Taoist scriptures left by my master are enough for me to study."

"But it's so terrifying." Patriarch Wugou asked.

"No, no, no. It's the Sutra of the Supreme Dao, the Way of Infinite Wishing in Heaven and Earth." Xiao Yao Thirteen said with his hips akimbo.

"It's just luck, it's just luck, it has to be mysterious." Patriarch Wugou said, looking at Yiyao Thirteen indifferently.

"We have picked the sword in the sword market. When, go to the Jiange of Junlin, just leave a word." Xiao asked softly, turned and left.

"Junlin Jiange must be able to enter, but you... have you ever thought about entering Wugou Sword Sect."Patriarch Wugou asked.

"You and I are both passers-by, so why pretend to be in a relationship." Xiao asked, and glanced past.