Reborn as a wolf

Chapter 58 Destruction

Jingyangpo.

Ye Shaoqing took Ye Yingxiu with him and did not choose to take the official path, but chose a path full of thorns. Looking at the familiar environment, Ye Shaoqing had an ominous premonition.

The last time I went to Jingzhou City in a carriage, I was ambushed here, and I met the little Taoist priest and the gray wolf; now that I escaped from Jingzhou City and came here again, Ye Shaoqing felt a little emotional, and I don’t know how the blue-robed old housekeeper is alive or dead, whether he can Resist that wave of men in black.

Sure enough, the purple blouse couldn't hide the joy, and a pair of naked jade feet were dangling on the tree, looking at Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingshou with a coquettish smile, and said delicately: "Sure enough, I guessed right, leave At the south gate of Jingzhou City, you can either take the official road, or take the small road to pass Jingyang Slope, the slave family has been waiting for a long time."

At this time, a fat man with a big belly walked out from behind Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu, with a smile on his face, walking calmly.

They were surrounded.

"Run, why don't you run away? Can't you run anymore?" The smiling face was full of spring breeze, and he said very proudly: "Little girl, let me finally catch you, hand over the "Entraining Qi Jue", maybe I will pay you back." I can keep your whole body, or I will rape you first and then kill me when I do it myself."

Ye Shaoqing tried to be calm and reprimanded: "Smiling tiger, aren't you afraid that the fairy master who married my second sister will return and take your head?"

"Immortal Master?" Smiling Tiger sneered at this, spread out his palms, and stretched out: "Bring it, I don't know where the Immortal Master is practicing in seclusion at this time, and when the Immortal Master comes out, I will also be a cultivator. It’s not sure who to kill.”

Ye Yingxiu took out the slightly warm thread-bound book from her bosom, and said, "There are two of you, and there is only one "Entraining Qi Jue", who should I give it to?"

The demon girl Meng Wanwan held her cheeks, and said delicately: "Hehe, little girl, you have a small plan, and my sister knows it very well. I'm afraid your idea of ​​trying to provoke the two of us to fight each other may be in vain. You give it to him." , give it to me, whatever."

Ye Yingxiu and Ye Shaoqing looked at each other, and then Ye Yingxiu threw the "Entraining Qi Jue" high in her hand, turned around and ran, the smiling tiger and the demon girl Meng Wanwan flicked the "Entraining Qi Jue" into the air at the same time.

At this time, a mutation arose.

Under the rotten leaves accumulated by dead branches and fallen leaves, a man in white robes dressed as a scholar burst out suddenly. In the air, one quickly turned 720 degrees, dodged the pair of fleshy palms of the smiling tiger and the purple long sword of the demon girl, laughed loudly, spun to the ground, performed top lightness kung fu, and quickly escaped.

"Chase."

The smile that Smiling Tiger kept on all the time finally dissipated, and he was out of anger, "The geese all day long were pecked blind by the geese."

The demon girl Meng Wanwan's pretty face turned frosty, and she was also very angry in her heart. How could she let go of making a wedding dress for someone else after working so hard for nothing?

No one paid any attention to Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu, who were fleeing.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

A short and rapid sound of hidden weapons suddenly attacked the life-killing scholar who was running wildly. The ecstasy on the face of the life-killing scholar had not subsided before he was hit by three silver needles, his face turned purple, and he said with his lips moving, "Peacock Bravery, the sky is full of flowers and rain, Tang Tianyou, you are really calculating."

After finishing speaking, the life-killing scholar died.

A man dressed in black and wearing white gloves sneered and picked up the cultivation method "Entraining Qi Jue" that the life-threatening book was holding tightly to, and pulled it a few times without pulling it out. Seeing the smiling tiger and the demon girl Meng Wanwan was getting closer and closer, she quickly threw a large number of throwing knives at the two of them, took out a dagger and severely cut off the life-threatening book. Broken Hand took advantage of the time when Smiling Tiger and Meng Wanwan, the witch of the Demon Cult, evaded the throwing knives, and plundered to the northwest.

Chu Xiaotian appeared in the northwest direction unhurriedly with the Bloody Knife on his back, a cruel smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, his left and right hands held the Bloody Knife at the same time, and silently practiced the "One Knife Starting Jue" without any trouble There was no change of color, no flying sand or rocks, and even the hem of Chu Xiaotian's clothes didn't shake, just a silent and breathless knife light cutting down with absolute speed.

Before Tang Tianyou understood what was going on, he was suddenly cut in half from head to toe, and his corpse lay in the wilderness. Chu Xiaotian was not in a hurry to go forward to pick up the cultivation method "Entraining Qi Jue", but faced the southeast direction Shouted: "Old Daoist Qingxu, come out, don't hide and hide, let's work together to solve the smiling tiger and the demon girl, how about dividing it up? Besides, old daoist, you were born in a Taoist sect anyway, so this Cultivation Cultivation Technique Chu can count it , there is still confusion, and I still have to point out a thing or two to you, the old Taoist."

"Hehe, brother Chu is being polite, but the old Taoist is being disrespectful." Daoist Qingxu stroked his long beard with his hands, and didn't know how to use lightness kung fu. After a few steps, he surpassed the smiling tiger and the demon girl Meng Wanwan who were chasing him, and picked it up. The self-cultivation method "Entraining Qi Jue" held by the bloody hand secretly transported the true energy of the inner family, and with a slight shock, the bloody hand turned into powder, but the "Entraining Qi Jue" was not damaged at all.

With this move alone, he completely defeated the smiling tiger and Meng Wanwan, who came up behind him.

First-rank realms are also divided into grades. For example, Daoist Qingxu and Bloody Knife Chu Xiaotian are at the peak of first-rank, while Smiling Tiger and Demon Sect Demoness Meng Wanwan are in the middle of first-rank. The housekeeper is the initial stage of the first rank.

This is also the fundamental reason why Smiling Tiger and the demon girl joined forces. If the two of them face one of Shang Qingxu or Chu Xiaotian, with the concerted efforts of the two of them, not to mention killing one of them, But there is no doubt about escaping, but now that Daoist Qingxu and Chu Xiaotian, the blood mad knife, have joined forces, they have no chance.

How to do?

The wages of avarice is death.

Smiling Tiger and the demon girl Meng Wanwan looked at each other, instead of retreating, they used all their internal energy to put all their eggs in one basket, planning to work together to kill Daoist Qingxu who was ranked fifth in the martial arts list, and then deal with Chu Xiaotian who was ranked fourth in the martial arts list.

"Humph."

Regardless of the pair of meaty palms of the smiling tiger and the purple long sword in the hands of the demon girl Meng Wanwan, Qingxu Lao Dao lightly drew a Tai Chi circle with his hand, and then removed the strength of the two, and transferred their strength by using force Together, Smiling Tiger and Meng Wanwan, the devil's witch, just met each other, and each suffered a little injury and retreated backwards.

High judgment.

Daoist Qingxu winked at Xuepo Kuangdao, meaning that one person should solve one, so as not to have more dreams in the night, but at this moment, a joking voice sounded out, and Daoist Qingxu and Chu Xiaotian suddenly changed their colors, unexpectedly someone relied on it like this Nearly, none of them found out.

Could it be one of the top three in the martial arts list?

"Ha ha."

Tang Hui descended from the sky, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and jokingly looked at the top ten martial arts rankings occupying all four directions in the southeast, northwest, and shook his head slightly, sighing: "A mere copy of "Entraining Qi Jue" can cause such an uproar## #, Tang Mou really did not expect it."

"Boy, who are you?" Chu Xiaotian's face sank like water, and his hands clenched the Blood Knife Knife again.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you dare to chase after my big-breasted sister, you are all dead." Tang Hui looked at Daoist Qingxu with a sarcastic smile, and made a slight move with his right hand , Daoist Qingxu found that he couldn't hold the cultivation method "Entraining Qi Jue" in his hand.

The old Taoist Qingxu took a deep breath, his face was as pale as paper, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "You, you, are you the cultivator who recruited relatives through the martial arts competition?"

"It's right here." Tang Hui put the cultivation method "Entraining Qi Jue" into the storage bag, and said with a slight smile: "Now the property has returned to its original owner. Tell me, which one of you will come up first and die first."

"Boy, take Chu's knife first and then talk about it."

The Bloody Crazy Knife Chu Xiao's weather was in full swing. I saw the saber energy winding and swaying vertically and horizontally, surging the true energy of the whole body. Afterwards, the entire blade was abnormally bright red like fresh blood soaked in it. At the same time, Chu Xiaotian's aura also climbed to the peak.

Tang Hui touched his nose nonchalantly, pulling out a faint smile, light, neither arrogant nor cold-blooded.

"Start with one knife."

Chu Xiaotian yelled suddenly, and raised the blood-red long knife over his head with both hands. The light of the knife grew to nearly twenty feet, and he slashed down at Tang Huili.

The wind and clouds are turbulent, and the earth is shaking.

The broken ground in Jingyang was torn into a huge ravine of nearly twenty feet, and Tang Hui stepped on the ravine twice, motionless, holding the knife light with one hand like lightly.

"That's all."

Tang Hui smiled lightly, exerted a slight force on his palm, and the light of the knife shattered with a "wave" like glass.

Chu Xiaotian bent over and panted heavily, leaning on the ground with a knife, exhausted from all strength.

A five-foot dragon-patterned sword flew out from between Tang Hui's eyebrows, and it trembled suddenly. Tang Hui didn't turn his head, and the Longquan sword shot out in an instant, piercing the Smiling Tiger's vest that was running away in a hurry, and nailed it to a On the trunk of the towering tree, Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu were suddenly shocked, their faces were as pale as paper, and they stopped walking quickly, not daring to run away again.

The Longquan sword flew back slowly, hanging three feet above Tang Hui's head.

Meng Wanwan, the witch of the Demon Cult, hurriedly stopped her quietly retreating footsteps, feeling extremely miserable.

The old Taoist Qingxu didn't realize that the hand he was stroking his long beard had cut off a few of his favorite long beards without knowing it.

At this time, Chu Xiaotian, who was bending over and panting, suddenly noticed a pair of brand new plain blue cloth shoes on his feet. A tinge of regret floated in Chu Xiaotian. In his life, he had devoted himself to martial arts, and he had never had any affection for his children. Even with that demure woman who married into his family, he stopped being respectful to each other.

It’s just that for some reason, the enemy is at the front line, and life and death are on the line. For some reason, she remembers that night when she was young, she lifted her hijab, and her shy face under the candlelight. Slowly becoming a frost-haired old woman, I don't know when she made these shoes with her own hands. The two parted and took over the luggage that was regarded as a burden. It would be nice to take the bag, say her nickname, and say thank you.

In a trance, Chu Xiaotian remembered many past events. He was in the prime of life, carrying the blood mad knife, and went to Beihai Wudi City to challenge the No. 1 in the world.

When he left home, she didn't say much, she just smiled gracefully, helped him arrange his clothes carefully, and sent them to the door, standing there alone, without waiting for him to turn around.

Later, when Chu Xiaotian returned home, he walked past her at the door with a cold face. She hesitated to speak, but put on a clean smile, showing no grievances or resentment at all.

In the past, Chu Xiaotian always didn't care about it, so he was inevitably a little gloomy. Why did he find such a dull and boring woman, and how could he be worthy of his own knife?

This unnecessary fatal trance should have allowed Chu Xiaotian, who was showing flaws, to pass through his heart with a sword, but the flying sword pierced into Smiling Tiger's vest.

In a daze, Chu Xiaotian felt guilty for the first time in his life, only felt that Jianxin was as pure as glass in an instant.

After using all his strength to strike, Chu Xiaotian, who had been exhausted, was revitalized at this moment, like a piece of window paper being pierced, Chu Xiaotian actually broke through to the Vajra Realm at this moment, and his skill greatly increased.

But at this moment, Chu Xiaotian didn't feel the slightest joy of stepping into a top-notch master.

Chu Xiaotian said softly to himself: "If there is an afterlife, I, Chu Xiaotian, will definitely live up to you."

Chu Xiaotian took off his brand new pair of plain blue cloth shoes, and stepped on the ground covered with dead branches and fallen leaves with his bare feet, without pulling out the blood mad knife on the ground, facing Tang Hui, he began to run barefoot.

The last knife is also a knife of the peerless diamond realm.

Chu Xiaotian himself is a knife.

Chu Xiaotian's clothes and skin began to be bloody as if he had been hacked into pieces, but Chu Xiaotian, who was fourth on the martial arts list, didn't notice it, and laughed boldly, sweeping away the blue rainbow.

Tang Hui twitched the corners of his eyes. Chu Xiaotian's saber actually made him, who was in the shape of a monster, feel a trace of threat, and it was only a trace. The Baolongquan sword followed the trend, facing Chu Xiaotian's peak of the Vajra Realm with a blow.

Chu Xiaotian's vajra physique collided with the Houtian Lingbao Longquan sword.

The aura was monstrous, and the surrounding trees were torn into thousands of sections by the sword aura and saber aura under the traction of the piercing aura.

Chu Xiaotian shattered with a bang, torn to pieces, and his soul flew away.

Only that pair of brand-new plain blue cloth shoes seemed to silently describe the former number four in the world.

The Longquan Sword hovered in the air, shook off the blood stains, and hovered three feet above Tang Hui's head again, pointing at Qingxu Old Daoist with the tip of the sword.

The old Taoist Qingxu smiled wryly, and said: "The old Taoist knows that he is not the opponent of the immortal master, can Nian Zai come from the same line of Taoism, and leave a way for the old Taoist to survive?"

Tang Hui shook his head slightly.

The old Taoist Qingxu closed his eyes slightly, and murmured: "Don't bother the immortal master to do it yourself, the old Taoist will kill it by himself, so as to save the whole body."

Tang Hui thought for a while and nodded slightly.

The old Taoist Qingxu raised his right hand, let out a long sigh, and then slapped his own sky cap with his palm, fell on his back, and died of exhaustion.

Tang Hui turned sideways slightly, looked at the demon girl Meng Wanwan, and said in a calm tone: "The beauty of Qingben, what a bandit, now it's your turn."

The demon girl Meng Wanwan knelt down on her knees and cried and said, "I beg the immortal master to spare the little girl's life. The little girl is willing to serve the immortal master for life."

Tang Hui rubbed his chin, walked a few steps towards the demon girl Meng Wanwan, came to the demon girl Meng Wanwan, squatted down, stretched out her right hand flirtatiously to lift the demon girl Meng Wanwan's delicate chin, and said: "Head up."

Meng Wanwan, the witch of the Demon Cult, raised her head pitifully and kept silent like a cicada. It was really a charming posture that I still felt pitiful for.

Tang Hui pursed his mouth and said, "You have a good figure, with a wasp waist, buttocks, long legs, jade feet, and a delicate face, but auntie, no matter how well you take care of yourself, you haven't noticed the crow's feet and wrinkles around your eyes. Are your breasts sagging?"

Meng Wanwan, the demon girl, took advantage of the situation to look at her chest. At this moment, Tang Hui flicked his fingers like a sword, and a beam of bright sword energy directly cut off the snow-white jade neck of Meng Wanwan, the demon girl.

Meng Wanwan, the demon girl, had a dazed expression, her head separated from her body.

Tang Hui stood up, rubbed his chin, and said, "I'm not interested in women in their 40s or [-]s. I prefer cute girls with big breasts."

Behind him, the blood of the headless corpse flowed vigorously.