Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 19, Chase
Long Buqi carried a huge wooden box and a big copper stove, walking like flying in the jungle.

rustle! .
There was the sound of hurriedly chasing footsteps behind him.

"Young master, wait!"

Su Zhuer let out a cry.

The dragon can't help but stop.

The two chased to the front.

Pfft!
Su Ming suddenly fell to his knees.

"Master, please accept me as a disciple, no matter what you ask me to do, as long as I can gain strength!"

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of desire for strength!

"disciple?"

Long Buqi's body trembled, and a deep murderous intent flashed in his eyes suddenly. This situation was so similar to the previous life. At that time, Xuantian was also a herb picker, and was besieged and killed by a group of robbers. He rescued Xuantian. Next, Xuantian knelt on the ground and begged him, his deep desire for strength moved him, he accepted Xuantian as a disciple, taught him with all his heart, and brought Xuantian, who was not very talented, to the pinnacle of martial arts.

When he confronted the Nine Great Heavenly Emperors, it was his most important disciple Xuantian who conspired against him and caused his downfall!

How can I forget the betrayal in my previous life?

"roll!"

Long Buqi held the hilt of the blue-patterned sword, trembling a little, resisting the overwhelming killing intent, and did not draw out the sheath.

From the moment he was reborn, he swore that he would not accept disciples in this life!
Both Su Ming and Su Zhu'er were stunned. They didn't know why this young alchemist suddenly looked like an angry lion!

Long Buqi glanced at Su Ming coldly.

"From now on, whoever mentions disciple in front of me, I will kill him!"

stride away!

There was a dead silence in the jungle.

Su Ming knelt on the spot blankly.

Su Zhu'er sighed softly, and helped him up, "Perhaps there is something wrong with the young master."

Su Ming felt a bit of bitterness, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes sparkled, "The Cloud Sect is one of the strongest sects in the Holy City, no matter what, I will learn from the Cloud Sect, and I must become a strong one!"

Su Zhuer glanced at the direction where Long Buqi was leaving, her beautiful eyes were a little lost and sad, that young man was like the most dazzling meteor, passing through her life, illuminating the darkest part of her life Journey, to save her from the sea of ​​suffering, but she is just a firefly, doomed not to be able to match the light of the meteor, I don't know if I can meet him in this life.

Long Buqi carried the big wooden box and the big copper stove and rushed over the mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground.

He has three levels of body training, and he has at least a thousand catties of strength, while the spirit grass and copper furnace in the big wooden box add up to only a thousand catties, which is very easy.

Going in the direction of Zanlong Town, it is much faster than when you came.

If you drive all night, you will be able to walk out of Zanglong Mountain before dawn.

"Zhenlu fruit?"

Long Buqi paused slightly, and found a plant of Zhenlu grass on a stone wall, which had already produced Zhenlu fruit. Under the moonlight, it was crystal clear, like pearls.

Bang!
Long Buqi stepped on the ground, borrowed strength from the protruding rock, raised it up tens of meters again, and picked five Zhenlu fruits.

It turns out that Long Buqi was plotted against by Chu Xuan because he wanted to pick the Zhenlu fruit.

Zhenlu fruit has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, and is a woman's favorite thing.

Little Junior Sister's birthday is still four or five months away, and the original Long Buqi has already started preparing gifts for her, which shows how infatuated he is with her.

"This is the last thing I can do for you. I will help you deliver the Zhenlu fruit to your little junior sister."

Long Buqi muttered to himself, put the Zhenlu fruit in his arms, and continued on his way.

The east is pale, piercing the dark night.

After one night, I walked to the edge of Zanlong Mountain, and saw Zanlong Town shrouded in the cold morning mist, calm and peaceful.

Although this town is more prosperous than ordinary towns, it is too small after all. Maybe he will leave soon.

Walk quickly down the street.

The aunts and uncles who were sweeping the street were shocked. A wooden box as big as a house and a copper stove weighed a thousand catties. This young man seemed to be carrying a bundle of straw with ease. He was obviously a warrior, but he was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Young fighters with such strength are rare in Zonglong Town.

Soon, Long Buqi came to the foot of Qingfeng Mountain and walked along the path up the mountain.

Whizzing! .
Suddenly, more than a dozen cold sword lights came from the ancient tree.

Long Buqi's eyes condensed, his body flickered, and he performed the nine steps of the demon, passing through layers of sword light.

More than a dozen disciples holding purple iron long swords fell to the ground, and one of them, a purple-clothed boy with a broken hand, stared at Long Buqi resentfully.

"It's this kid, hurry up and kill him!"

The purple-clothed boy roared angrily.

More than a dozen disciples swarmed over with long swords in their hands.

clang! .
Long Buqi's eyes turned cold, and the blue-patterned sword slowly unsheathed.

hum!
Suddenly, a fiercer sword light came from behind!

Long Buqi used the Heavenly Demon's Nine Steps to the extreme, sweeping away ten meters away.

The sharp sword light pierced through his afterimage!

Huo Ran was a middle-aged warrior holding a purple iron sword, dressed luxuriously, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Good boy, you really have some skills, no wonder you can cut off my son's wrist!"

A huge phantom of a sea whale emerged from him, condensing enormous power, staring at Long Buqi ferociously.

"You will definitely die today! Let's see how long you can struggle!"

The purple iron long sword in his hand trembled, like a giant python rushing out.

boom!
The sword wind swept across countless fallen leaves, and its power was astonishing!
Long Buqi smiled coldly.

"The dignified head of the Purple Iron Sword Sect unexpectedly attacked a Qingfeng disciple, isn't he afraid of being laughed at?"

Tianmo used the nine steps to the extreme, and once again swiped ten meters away to avoid this powerful sword.

Dragging out afterimages of roads, he rushed towards Qingfeng Mountain.

"I won't compensate you for playing."

An immature voice sounded, leaving behind only a fast-moving back.

The head of the Zitie Sword Sect was furious, and chased after him holding the Zitie Sword.

The purple-clothed boy and more than a dozen Zitie Sword Sect disciples also chased after Qingfeng Mountain.

The head of the Zitie Sword Sect became more and more shocked as he chased after him. A disciple of the Qingfeng Sword Sect was even faster than him!

That movement method is extremely strange, one step is ten meters away!
The kid seemed to be taking a stroll in the garden, stopping from time to time, and looking back at him, as if waiting anxiously, showing an innocent smile, but his eyes flashed with mockery, full of disdain.

"If you have the guts, stop for me!"

He trembled all over in anger, his eyes gushed with anger, he held the purple iron long sword tightly, and quickly chased after him.

Ever since he ascended the throne of Zitie Sword Sect leader and looked down on the three sword sects, even Qingfeng Sword Sect leader Jiang Ruochen had to be polite when he saw him.

How dare this Qingfeng disciple belittle him so much!
Long Buqi shook his head and smiled, "I advise you to get out early, you won't be able to go down Qingfeng Mountain when my aunt comes out."

Ignoring it any more, I rushed towards an exquisite small courtyard on the mountainside, and saw Long Lingyue practicing his sword from a distance, and the courtyard was full of cold stars flickering, like a star field.

Long Buqi screamed loudly.

"Auntie! Help! There is a mad dog chasing after me and trying to bite me!"

(End of this chapter)