Jiuzun asked

A breeze, a breeze that makes people intoxicated physically and mentally, fell outside this huge hall and fell into everyone's heart.

Like a fairy that mortals have never seen before, Tang Xunji, the peerless No.1 of the Tang Sect, floated above everyone's heads.

While everyone else was looking at Tang Xunji with complicated expressions, only one person looked at Tang Xunji who could rival Haoyue with a blank expression.

That Tang Xunji also looked at the people under him expressionlessly, including the expressionless Tang Shaoshui.

This pair of father and son is a rare father and son in heaven.

Just as Tang Xunji's palm covering the sky came down, the copper coins thrown by the Kumu Guanzhu and the ascetic monk merged into one.

A burst of golden light broke through the sky, as if a gap had also opened that day.

From that gap, a person jumped out, like a shadow, without a face, without limbs, just a black shadow, but anyone who looked at it looked like a person.

"Descendants of the Li family." Tang Xunji said these four words, looking at the middle-aged man who was practicing penance.

The descendants of Li Renwang made everyone suddenly realize that they couldn't help but look at the middle Taoist priest in ragged clothes.

"You have already broken through to the fairy world, why are you still in this mortal world? Could it be that the fairy world can't accommodate No. 1 of the Tang Sect." The middle-aged man frowned and said coldly.

But this sentence still made everyone present shocked and silent.

Tang Xunji has broken the void, except for the Immortal Saint of the Monster Race and the Dao Ancestor of the Human Race, Tang Xunji has already broken the void and ascended, but why he still stays in the mortal world.

"The little girl next to you is not from the mortal world, but she also stays in the mortal world. Why?" Tang Xunji said this, and everyone's eyes turned to the little girl with very different eyes.

"She is a natural descendant of the fairy clan. You just realized after you broke the void. You are just an ant-like existence after going to the fairyland. Tang Xunji, you just can't stay in the fairyland anymore. Why make excuses." The middle-aged Taoist said With that, the corners of his mouth also raised.

But few people can believe that No. 1 of the Peerless Tang Sect can't stay in the fairy world.

Is this fairy world really like the middle-aged Taoist said, is it really "the strong are like clouds"?

"war"

Kumu Guanzhu, who had been silent for a long time, spit out a word at this time, interrupting the verbal confrontation between the middle-aged Taoist priest and Tang Xunji.

"retreat"

When the Master of Kumu Temple yelled the word "war", Nalan Fengde thought of retreating as soon as he said it.

However, just when Nalan Fund was about to retreat, there was no way to retreat behind him.

"war"

Nalan Fund gritted his teeth and shouted this word.

"Sword Fairy Like a Shadow"

That mass of black shadow slowly wrapped around his body like a cloak in the mouth of Kumu Guanzhu.

The appearance of Kumu Guanzhu changed drastically, he was dressed in white, with white hair, white beard, and a silver cold sword.

Li Renwang This is Li Renwang.

The sword fairy Li Renwang back then was really famous, and there were countless portraits handed down, and there were no fewer than ten thousand copies of the sword books handed down.

People of the three tribes in the world, those who use swords, no one in the world knows Li Renwang.

When Kumu Guanzhu became Li Renwang in one breath, the middle-aged Taoist seemed to be asleep, with his eyes closed tightly, but the willow sword in his hand was getting tighter and tighter.

Nalan Fengde and the remaining Mu Qinghou and Yan Yuehou all soared into the sky, and Li Cang'er, the Xiaoyao son who came from the abandoned capital, also rose from the sky.

Among the murderous aura, it only refers to one person, Tang Xunji.

"Undead".

"endlessly".

There is not much time left for Nalan Funde. In the remaining hour, if Tang Xunji cannot be beaten back, then he will not be able to leave even if he wants to.

Under the sky, Tang Xunji fought seven against one.

The palm that covered the sky pressed down a little, and the people in Nalan Fund felt a little harder.

The middle-aged Taoist priest with his eyes closed looked at the little girl beside him. The little girl took the willow sword from the middle-aged Taoist priest and lightly threw it into the sky.

"Brother, take the sword."

The Kumu Guanzhu, who had turned into King Li Ren, caught the willow-wood sword with his left hand and stabbed Tang Xunji's palm.

Passing by, I saw a few spots of blood falling in the night, like the moon splashing the Milky Way.

This sword boosted the morale of everyone in Nalan Fund.

"Sword Fury"

The immortal is angry, the immortal is angry, and the immortal is offended by the fireworks in the world.

Tang Xunji turned his hand against the rain, only to see the palm that covered the sky, like the rapid rain in midsummer, there was a whistling sound, and the seven people were injured.

"Happy Sigh"

Xiaoyaozi soared into the sky with his sword, and hundreds of figures were like ripples in the water, endlessly.

"The Fury of Heaven and Earth"

Nalan Fund is also like a stream of light, endless.

"Hunyuan Thunderbolt"

Li Cang'er is like an arrow that leaves the string, and it will never stop dying.

The three of them attacked together, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Tang Xunji resisted the attack of the three with his fists.

The sword was like thunder, and Kumu Guanzhu crushed Tang Xunji with lightning speed.

But the middle-aged Taoist chanted a mantra, and 32 bolts of lightning fell from the night sky, which was majestic.

Tang Xunji avoided it, he chose to avoid it.

The huge imperial palace was turned into ruins in an instant, and the world was quiet for a while.

Tang Xunji strikes out another palm, both palms together.

With a heavy slap downward, the earth collapsed and the ground shattered.

With this blow, everyone spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Tang Xunji, are you really disregarding your own son's life?" Nalan Fund shouted.

When everyone else vomited blood, only Tang Shaoshui swallowed the blood that reached his mouth in one gulp.Then, he wiped it off from his sleeve, and Tang Shaoshui licked off the trace of residual blood on the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Xiao Wenwen quietly watched Tang Shuishui finish all this, but he still had an expression on his face.

Both father and son had such expressions.

"He doesn't want his son's life, but I want my apprentice's life." A powerful voice descended from the sky.

The goddess of E Peak in Xiling, Qu Qiu.

A pair of cold eyes, a murderous fly whisk, a woman with an alluring appearance.

When Nalan Fund saw her, he let out a sigh of relief, and his face was also happy.

"What are you laughing at, you rebelled against me, I'm just here to save my apprentice." The celestial girl Qu Qiu glanced at Nalan Fund with a cold attitude.

Nalan Fund also quickly put away his calm face, drew his sword and immediately charged towards Tang Xunji.

"formation"

Suddenly, a hundred and eight hibiscus-like women floated out of the night, with pretty faces.

"The Immortal Formation of E Peak in Xiling, you really love your disciple." Tang Xunji also sighed.

The Wuji Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, which can make Tang Xunji, who can break through the void and become a fairy, sigh, really opened the eyes of all these people.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the one hundred and eight sword qi, and suddenly remembered the sword moves learned by the flying fairy from the sky.

He glanced sideways at Tang Shaoshui beside him, only to see a trace of blood red in Tang Shaoshui's eyes.

Xiao Wenwen understood in his heart that in Tang Shuishui's heart, he cared about his father's safety very much.

When I think about it, I am flying immortals from outside the sky.

One hundred and eight sword qi mixed with Lihuo rushed towards the zero and eight sword qi of the Wuji Ten Thousand Immortal Formation. Xiao Wenwen stepped on the body of the underworld dragon, just like this Flying Immortal from Heaven, forcefully The Promise Ten Thousand Immortal Formation turned into half of its power.

"Xiao asked, you should die."

Nalan Fund also had an angry look at this time, looking at Xiao who was standing upright and asked.

"Ask, why." Li Cang'er was also at a loss.

The old case of the poor family back then was written by the Tang family.

"Just because he is Tang Shuishui's father, I can't bear it." Xiao asked softly.

He couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe.

"You are Xiao Wenwen." Qu Qiu looked at Xiao Wenwen with interest.

"It's not easy for your little lady to be in Huanqiu Mountain." The celestial maid Qu Qiu said another sentence immediately.

This sentence reminded Xiao Wenwen of Qiaoxiqianxi's Nalan Dieyi, maybe something happened to her in Huanqiu Mountain.

Heavenly Maiden Qu Qiu looked at Xiao Wendao's expression and said, "Don't worry, your little madam's good luck is truly the pinnacle."

Good luck, reaching its pinnacle.

Xiao Wenwen knew Nalan Dieyi's temperament, even though she was cute, but during the few days with her, Xiao Wenwen knew Nalan Dieyi's temperament very well in his heart. Can't stop it.

"Chanyi, let's go." The celestial girl Qu Qiu said, pulled up Nalan Chanyi and left like a cloud.

Chan Yi's eyes looked at Xiao Wen, who was frowning in thought, and went away like a stream of light.

"Burning Sky"

This endless battle has started again.

The sky was covered with a layer of blood mist, like a bloody spider web.

"Burning Heaven Sword Formation"

Nalan Fund's face turned bitter, this sword formation killed 10 people from poor families in a single breath.

"You shouldn't have saved him." Tang Shuishui looked at Xiao Wendao and said these words, then with a bright smile on his lips, he went straight to the center of the Burning Heaven Sword Formation and sat cross-legged.

Like an old Taoist in meditation, with his eyes closed and the corners of his mouth raised.

father and son.

Dead or Alive.

Tang Shuishui murmured, "It's over."