Infinite Luck Master

"Very good, I thought you would never find me, but in just two incense sticks of time, you have already found me behind you. Yes, considering Dao Xiu's weak physique, your spiritual awareness is still very sensitive."

A voice with a hint of smile sounded behind Xiu Cheng.

Xiucheng looked back in shock, only to see a middle-aged scholar in a white robe standing quietly in mid-air behind where he had just stood. His hair was slightly white, and his eyes were relaxed. He looked at Xiucheng with a hint of amusement, "But it's too rude to say that I spied on you. It was obviously me who came here first, whether I wanted to go down to help, it was all me who came first... What right do you have to say that I spied on you?"

"Don't make fun of me, you are obviously deliberately spying on your Taoist master... Tell me, what are your origins?"

Xiucheng's face showed a solemn expression. He was able to hide behind him for so long without being discovered by him, and he was able to stand in the air. This is at least the ability of an innate warrior!

In other words, this white-robed scholar is at least a warrior at the innate level.

He shouted, "Could it be that you are coming for our Yin-Yang Taoist Sect?"

"Are you actually from the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect?"

The scholar in white smiled and said, "To be able to stand in the air for such a long time without being discovered, he must be a Taoist master who has refined his spirit and returned to the void. In the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect, there are only two people with this level of cultivation, Dao Wuya, the first Taoist, and Xiu Cheng, the law enforcement elder of the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect. Your age... Could it be Xiu Cheng? It's really strange. Why would the law enforcement elder of the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect travel thousands of miles to my region?"

"You really know my origins. Are you here for me?"

"No... In fact, I came to see an old friend of mine."

The scholar in white said, " I received a letter from a close friend of mine. I learned that an old friend of mine came to the river basin, so I came to see him. I didn't have any other intentions. After arriving here, I found that my old friend was in trouble. I planned to help him immediately, but I found that someone was secretly spying on him, so I came to see him. "

"Old friend? Are you referring to Su Jing?"

"Su Jing?"

The white-clothed scholar was stunned and asked in confusion: "Why is the surname Su? Shouldn't it be... It's really strange..."

"Humph, as expected, you are here for him too."

Xiu Cheng immediately felt certain in his heart, thinking that it seems that this guy has also discovered the magic of Su Jing, so he wants to get him? What kind of messy old friend is he making up? In fact, you really don't want to fool me easily!

But then... the white-clothed scholar showed a strange look on his face, and said: "It doesn't matter who I came for, because I have already met the person I wanted to see, and even by chance, I met a Taoist master from the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect, which is really a pleasant surprise!

The fanatic look in his eyes became more and more scorching. If he was a gentle and weak scholar before, then after learning about Xiucheng's identity, he seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant, and instantly completed the transformation from a scholar to a warrior. Fanatic fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, and he said word by word: "Don't know who I am? Then remember it well, you can call me Mr. Kuang."

"Mr. Kuang?"

Xiucheng's heart moved, thinking that this is not a taboo, but more like a nickname.

"Do you dare to tell me your real name?"

"This is my real name!"

The white-clothed scholar laughed and said: "Speaking of which, I have always wanted to challenge your senior brother Dao Wuya, but I didn't expect to meet you, the second Taoist master, now. It's just right, I will practice with you first! "

"Arrogant fellow, you are so arrogant!"

"I've already said that my name is Mr. Kuang. If I'm not crazy, how can I live up to this name? "

As Mr. Kuang's voice fell with a wild laugh.

The sky suddenly sounded with a muffled thunder...

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

The dark clouds in the sky were directly split apart, and a flash of lightning came from the sky, and then fell directly from the sky...

Mr. Kuang was in the sky, raised his hand and grasped the lightning in his hand.

In his palm, the thunder raged and slowly formed the shape of a sword.

He laughed wildly and said, "I heard that the speed of Taoist sword cultivators is far beyond the reach of warriors. I wonder if I can have the honor to see it today?"

"Using thunder to enter the Tao... You have already entered the Tao? ! "

Xiu Cheng was shocked, but looking at the might in the sky, he immediately reacted, "No, that's not right, you just took this step, humph, and you are imitating others..."

He shouted: "A mere innate warrior dares to challenge my senior brother so shamelessly. Today I will let you know why sword cultivation is the most respected among all the different cultivation methods!"

Then the words fell!

The flying sword on the chest dissipated...

And behind it, a huge sword wing suddenly appeared. The huge wings spread out, nearly a hundred feet long, covering the sky and the sun, and each of those wings was the shape of the flying sword that dissipated before!

"A mere innate warrior, let you know how amazing my sword cultivation is! ! ! "

Xiu Cheng roared, and countless flying swords were as dense as locust rain, covering the entire sky... and stabbed towards the mad man at the same time!

And at this time.

Below...

"Strange, why did it suddenly thunder? "

Although Su Jing escaped, Dong Xiaowan was still there. Liu Qian, Lao Wang and others carefully protected Dong Xiaowan and watched Tie Xinkuang slowly getting up from the ground.

This guy is quite powerful, so we must be on guard!

Just thinking...

The sky was slowly covered by dark clouds.

Everyone was stunned at the same time.

A child raised his head, and then an inexplicable light appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and said, "Look, there are gods fighting in the sky!"

Although the voice was light.

But everyone present, who had strong skills, heard it clearly.

They looked up instinctively.

Then they saw the silent roar of lightning in the sky, illuminating the sky with a pale white, and a figure was shuttling through the thunder and lightning, the figure looming, sometimes disappearing, as if it could transform into endless thunder!

Behind him, countless flying swords followed closely like a meteor shower. As the man dodged, they also turned left and right as if they had spirits...

"It's... a sword cultivator!!!"

Tie Xinkuang, who was originally full of shame and anger and was about to chase Su Jing in the direction of his escape, turned pale in an instant. Such a terrible momentum, dense and endless flying swords, was simply the only one he had ever seen in his life. It was too terrible. This was far beyond his imagination!

Thinking of Su Jing's swift sword before, and the flying sword that was lying on the ground like a dead body, it was no longer moving.

Is this what it means to beat the younger one and then the older one comes?

But this older one came too quickly, right?

Tie Xinkuang tried desperately to comfort himself in his heart, maybe it was just a Taoist cultivator passing by... That's right, he just passed by!

But this... passing by, isn't it too coincidental?

And Dong Xiaowan, with an inexplicable look on her face, gently pursed her lips, and smiled: "This guy, really came!"