Son-in-law of Chenglong

Chapter 190 Why is this Taoist crying?

The Huangshan swordsman was sitting in the tent, furious. He never expected that his skill had improved greatly and he had the magic weapon to resist the Falling Soul Bell, but he was conspired to sneak attack and broke his neck. In front of the two armies, thousands of people Under the gaze, he lost his face.

He yelled bitterly: "This little thief is so cunning, tomorrow I will recover from my injuries and let you know how powerful I am."

The Huangshan swordsman straightened his neck, took elixir internally and externally, and recovered his skills. By midnight, he felt much better.

He hated him deeply, so he decided not to wait for the dawn, to make a sneak attack in the middle of the night, and kill Wang Chong first to relieve his anger.

The Huangshan swordsman controlled the sword light. Just after leaving the camp, he heard a bell ringing above his head. His mind was in a trance, and he almost fell to the sky. He hurriedly raised a small flag, and at this moment, a golden circle flew over. , Break the small streamer.

After Wang Chong went back, he was always worried, so he came over at night and used the invisibility method to ambush in the middle of the sky.

Wang Chong was going to stay up all night, wait for the Huangshan swordsman to come out in the morning, and then launch a sneak attack. Unexpectedly, the Huangshan swordsman An couldn't bear the hatred, and planned to leave the camp in the middle of the night. The Huangshan swordsman resisted with a small flag, and made another Qiankun circle to break it.

Wang Chong thought to himself: "Without this small flag, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"

Appeared, and urged the falling soul bell, and was about to kill, but saw the Huangshan swordsman pointing his hand, and shouted: "The national teacher has long considered you a quasi-accurate." Another small banner appeared above his head.

Unwilling to give up, Wang Chong used the Lost Soul Bell to shake it. Although the Huangshan swordsman's face was dark, he remained motionless.

Wang Chong didn't expect that Daoren Shen actually prepared more than a small flag, and he didn't want to fight any more, so he turned around and left.

The Huangshan swordsman had lingering fears in his heart, and secretly said: "Master Guoshi said that this small flag was sacrificed hastily, and it can only resist the little thief's magic weapon three times at most. At that time, I gave two shots, but I didn't expect it to be interrupted by one. The rod was used again, and it only stopped the bell twice."

"Catch up at this moment, he doesn't care about it, and uses it indiscriminately, I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of this little thief."

"Let's not go after him for now, wait until the letter is sent back, and ask the national teacher to send one or two small flags over as soon as possible, and then go find his bad luck."

Wang Chong didn't know that Taoist Shen couldn't casually refine and restrain the magic weapon of the Falling Soul Bell. He thought it was abundant, and was depressed. He went back to the camp and sat quietly for the middle of the night. I can only join forces with my junior sister and forcefully fight him."

The next morning, the Huangshan swordsman did not come.

On the third day, the Huangshan swordsmen still did not come.

Wang Chong became a little restless, and thought to himself: "It's just a sneak attack twice, why didn't the Huangshan swordsman come?"

"Isn't there something to say?"

Wang Chong is a smart person. He guessed that there might be something wrong with the small flag that the Huangshan swordsman used later. This guess is close to the truth, but he is also a safe person. He has recently cultivated hard and his mana has improved again. On that day, he decided to wait for another breakthrough in the Erqi Fire Dragon Technique before trying to challenge Huangshan Swordsman again.

Suddenly seven or eight days passed, and the Huangshan swordsman finally arrived. The messenger from Luoyang sent a new banner. With this banner in his hand, he was so relieved that he immediately left the camp, shouting curses and demanding Wang Chong went out to fight.

Wang Chong was honing his skills, when he suddenly heard someone insulting him outside, his chest was full of qi, and he actually broke through the pass, and the [-]th Fire Dragon Technique went up to the next level, breaking through to the [-]th Heavenly Layer.

There were eight or nine fire dragons flying around him, making Wang Chong a little more angry. He said to himself, "It's a mere rogue swordsman, so what if he has [-] layers of Zhoutian mana? Let him try my [-] fire dragon method, Even if there are only eleven heavens, it may not be lost to him!"

Wang Chong let out a long roar, and flew out of the camp. This time, he didn't show any cunning, and shouted: "Old thief of Huangshan, come and die."

The two flying swords of the purple mirage and golden scale turned into two brilliance and struck out.

The Huangshan Swordsman heaved a sigh of relief seeing that Wang Chong didn't use the Falling Soul Bell. Although he had an extra small flag, he didn't know how many times he could resist it. He was really afraid of the Falling Soul Bell.

He also let out a long whistle, activating the sword light, and the two fought swords in the sky, the three sword lights were like horses practicing their pockets, and Changhong flew.

Dazzling seventy or eighty moves, Wang Chong's Purple Mirage Sword flipped and twisted, the Huangshan swordsman suddenly felt palpitations, he yelled badly, and wanted to withdraw the flying sword, but how could he?
Only a very crisp sound was heard, and the flying sword of Huangshan swordsman was cut off by the purple mirage sword.

The purple mirage and golden scales were refined by the Taoist ancestors. They came from the gossip furnace. Ordinary flying swords are not opponents at all. Although the Huangshan swordsman had an adventure in his early years and obtained a sword scripture, the flying sword was refined by himself, and it took 300 years of hard work. , but after all, it is nothing more than a mundane thing.

The Huangshan swordsman did not expect that he would actually lose to the flying sword. Looking at the two broken flying swords, he regretted it unceasingly. Facing Wang Chong's imposing two flying swords that swept across the world, he hurriedly sprayed Infuriating, he resisted a little, then turned and fled.

Wang Chong trembled, and shouted: "I was frightened by you. I thought Huangshan swordsman was a bit powerful. If I knew your swordsmanship was nothing more than that, what magic weapon should I fight with you?"

He chased after him with his sword, and drove the Huangshan swordsman to the sky and had no way to enter the earth.

The Huangshan swordsman lost his flying sword and flew over three hundred li in the wind. He was overtaken by Wang Chong many times, but with a breath of sword energy, he resisted a little, turned his head and ran again.

Although his sword qi is pure, he won't lose in sword fights with ordinary sword celestial beings, but how can he compare to the purple mirage and golden scales?
The Huangshan swordsman flew to a high mountain. When he looked back, Wang Chong's sword light was not far away. Feeling sad, he thought to himself: "This time I will definitely die."

"This little thief's swordsmanship is too good, even if I have a good sword, at most it's just a tie."

He was mourning when he heard a voice shouting: "This Taoist, why are you crying?"

The Huangshan swordsman opened his eyes and saw a female fairy coming on the clouds, and hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist, save me, there are thieves chasing after me."

The fairy laughed and said, "How do I know, you are a good person, or is he a good person? What if I saved the wrong person?"

The Huangshan swordsman hurriedly said: "I am an enshrinement of the Great Spring Dynasty. I was named by Your Majesty to fight against the rebellious Empress Peony, but I was chased and killed by a heretic monster named Wang Chong in her camp. This person is definitely a bad person."

The fairy heard it and said, "So it's Wang Chong, I know him."

"This person is not a bad person, but..."

"He bumped into me today, it's his fate, whether it's good or bad, he's going to die once."

Wang Chong saw the Huangshan swordsman chatting endlessly with a female fairy, he couldn't help feeling very strange, and thought to himself, "Can he still find a helper?"

"This woman has a good appearance, but she is a bit sloppy. She doesn't look like a good person. I hope she won't meddle in her own business. I don't like to kill women."

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　　I didn't expect that the monthly ticket would be over [-] before the manuscript of this chapter was finished.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)