Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 634
"No!"

A heart-piercing scream echoed in the Broken Sword Mountain Range, a mass of intense light surged, and then a small translucent sword the size of a thumb rushed out of it and went straight to the distance.

Inside the small sword, a figure could be vaguely seen, and that figure was exactly Wang Tianxin.

This little sword exerted its speed to the extreme, and the distance of a hundred miles passed in an instant, and the blade kept trembling, as if frightened.

After flying for thousands of miles, the little sword stopped when no one was chasing it, and Wang Tianxin appeared from above, his slightly illusory face was full of resentment.

"I was careless. Even the sword pavilion can't kill her. It seems that I can only go to the sword pool to invite that one out." Wang Tianxin muttered to himself, and was about to leave when suddenly, a gust of wind blew up all around. The wind made him who had no body feel a chill.

A hundred meters away from Wang Tianxin, sword energy appeared out of thin air and condensed into an avatar, which looked exactly like Luo Xingchen.

"Thousands of miles away, the incarnation of the condensed sword, this is impossible!" Wang Tianxin looked like he had seen a ghost, no longer the elegance at the beginning, his body began to blur, and he was ready to escape without hesitation.

Luo Xingchen's incarnation of the sword glanced at him indifferently, his lotus steps moved slightly, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, and appeared above the small sword in an instant, holding it with his jade hand.

The little sword shattered suddenly, turned into little rays of light and dissipated in the sky and the earth, and a scream stopped abruptly just as it sounded.

The clone of this sword also dissipated. Thousands of miles away, Luo Xingchen sat cross-legged, and sword qi rushed out of his body, and the disk remained around, arranged according to some strange trajectory.

This is a kind of sword array, inherited from the sword master.

Once the sword formation is completed, this place becomes its own boundary, the endless power of the sun in the sky is drawn over, transformed by the sword formation, transformed into pure energy and absorbed by the falling stars.

On the other side, after breaking through the Wanshou Mountain Range, the army led by Feng Wu went down two cities in a row. When they attacked the third city, they encountered huge obstacles.

That obstacle is just one person.

On the top of the city, a man in fluttering white clothes, gentle and elegant, with an extraordinary bearing was sitting there, with a guqin in front of him.

Feng Wu's several attacks were stopped by this person.

"Master Feng Wu, why don't we ask for help from the rear. This man is too weird. When he plays the piano, the sound of the piano turns into countless soldiers. Our number is too small to break through."

Next to Feng Wu was a middle-aged man with wisdom shining in his eyes. Judging by his attire, he belonged to a think tank in the army.

Hearing this, Feng Wu shook her head gently: "The number of people can't play a big role in front of him. If you want to defeat him, let me think about it, it's really troublesome."

Feng Wu stroked her forehead with one hand, and felt the difficulty of the matter for the first time, the man on the top of the wall, in addition to his strength, is also very extraordinary, the most important thing is, they are old acquaintances!
"You guys retreat first." Feng Wu waved her hand.

"Yes." Everyone quickly retreated, Feng Wu was surrounded by purple air, and she took a step forward, and she was already on the top of the city, sitting opposite to that person, she picked up the glass of wine in front of her, and sipped lightly up.

On the opposite side, the man kept smiling and looked at Feng Wu without saying a word.

In the end, it was Feng Wu who broke the calm first: "Why are you here, Jun Wuya."

"Feng Wu, aren't you here too?" Jun Wuya smiled.

"How do you want to leave here, I don't really want to confront you with swords." Feng Wu said softly.

"As long as you agree to marry me, I will leave the Holy Sect and be with you." Jun Wuya said surprisingly.

Feng Wu's voice didn't fluctuate at all: "You know that's impossible."

"Anything is possible, besides, grandma has already agreed to our marriage."

This is the most troublesome part of Feng Wu. Feng Wu has no affection for this perfect-looking man in front of him, but just treats him like an elder brother.

Exactly, my grandma, the only family member, liked him very much, and even agreed to this marriage early on.

After many objections were invalid, Feng Wu chose to flee.

"Give up, us, it's absolutely impossible, even if grandma likes you very much." Feng Wu decided to make things clear, after all, the other party was very kind to her.

"No, I won't let go." Jun Wuya was very persistent.

Feng Wu sighed softly, although she couldn't bear to hurt the other party, doing so might be the best way to deal with it.

Put your right hand on the table, spread your palm upwards, and the purple air surrounding it slowly fades away.

On that palm, a purple sun shines brightly.

Seeing this pattern, Jun Wuya's body shook violently, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Sun and moon in the palm of your hand, the body of a god king." Jun Wuya looked lost, unable to accept what he saw.

Feng Wu sighed softly: "It's not yet a complete body of a god-king, and Haoyue in the left palm is still successful in condensing, but we are not people from two worlds after all, you, you are not worthy of me, I say that, can you understand. "

Feng Wu didn't want to use this method, but the other party was a muscle, only doing this could make him give up.

In the end, Jun Wuya left, and Feng Wu also successfully captured the city, followed by the road ahead at top speed.

What Feng Wu didn't know was that after Jun Wuya left, he walked aimlessly, one day, five days, ten days, his face was covered with a beard and his hair was disheveled.

Unknowingly, he came to a dilapidated temple and subconsciously walked in.

The temple is a Buddha statue with flowers and a smile. Below it, there are some tributes and a gourd of wine.

Jun Wuya leaned on the desk, picked up the wine gourd, poured it into his mouth, the spicy taste filled his whole mouth, this was the worst wine he had ever drunk, but he didn't stop, he poured it mouthful after mouthful , Soon, the wine gourd was empty.

"Hehe, what a piece of uncut jade." Suddenly, an ethereal voice echoed in the temple.

The gleam in Jun Wuya's eyes quickly dimmed, and he still looked drunk.

The Buddha statue behind Jun Wuya was glowing, emitting a deep and distant black light, which swallowed all the surrounding light, and inexplicably, the temperature inside suddenly dropped to a peak.

"Benefactor, are you interested in joining the sect of my merciful, merciful and world-destroying Demon Buddha?" The voice sounded again.

"I'm not interested, don't bother me!" Jun Wuya waved his hand, and the temperature in the entire temple rose again.

"If you enter my sect, you can live forever, and you can be on top of all things. Are you really not coming?"

The charming voice kept echoing in Jun Wuya's ears.

(End of this chapter)