Young people's singing: playing and singing, Asking the Sword Xueyue City

Fights and robberies appeared around the golden coffin, hundreds of people joined it, and the scene began to be chaotic.

But no one was able to get it to the air.

More and more people are dying, and the backyard is wailing.

It is obviously impossible to fish in troubled waters.

Xiao Se sighed: "People die for wealth, birds die for food, why bother?"

Sikong Qianluo looked at Xiao Se with a lazy look and became curious: "It seems that you are sympathizing with them?"

Xiao Se shook his head: "Yes and no."

Sikong Qianluo was speechless: "Sick!

Xiao Se looked at Sikong Qianluo, and his eyes froze: "Do you have medicine?"

Sikong Qianluo pointed a spear at Xiao Se: "Gun, do you want it?"

Xiao Se carefully pressed the spear: "Talk well." "

Suddenly.

The white-haired fairy's voice came out.

"I can't imagine that a treasure will appear in a small beauty village."

"It's actually a handful."

"I don't know if this thing has any effect, you guys just kill each other like this, how about joining us in the outer heavens?"

"Your behavior seems to be very much in line with the standards of the Demon Sect in your eyes."

The white-haired immortal came from the crowd of people, the jade sword in his hand was drawn, and he gently swung it twice, the sword was radiant, and the two sides competed for the person to fall halfway, making way for him alive.

"Do you want to swallow it alone? Just by you? A swordsman looked at the white-haired fairy and wanted to fight for Suona, raised his knife and flew forward.

The corner of the white-haired fairy's mouth moved, and he moved sideways very calmly, and then kicked the big man swordsman to fly five feet away, hanging on the rockery next to the steps.

"Roll me if you don't want to die!" I don't have the patience to play with you! The white-haired fairy stood with a sword in one hand, with an outstanding demeanor.

Someone said with a solemn face:

"This white-haired immortal is the protector of the outer heavens, and his strength is unfathomable."

"The strength displayed in the front yard is the Escape Realm."

"So what to do? That is a golden coffin, and the glowing sword, it is valuable at a glance, maybe it is an artifact, and it can be as powerful as the Heavenly Slashing Sword.

"It makes sense, when you say that, I think of the legend of Suona."

"What legend?"

"A bang, the audience exploded."

"I didn't know what I meant at first, and then I heard that I was already in the coffin. All the way to the Yan King Hall, never fell in love with the world.

"As long as I take down that nail and blow, I will definitely be famous in the world."

"Listening to you say this, I will come hard, if I don't leave, I must grab it."

Although the white-haired fairy has been very strong to ask people to leave, but there are few people around who can move, one by one, with wishful calculations in their hearts, and some people advocate the power of the artifact in it, so that those who are timid do not go, and work together to besiege the people of the outer heavens, they make up nonsense that Suona is an artifact, as long as it blows, the father and mother are raised in vain.

I have to say that such words are too tempting, and everyone does not care whether the golden coffin is pure gold, they are eager to get a nao, and they want to blow it.

Seeing this, the white-haired fairy frowned, and his eyes were cold.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

"I don't know what it is."

"What tricks do you really think you can blow out? Don't have brains?

"Don't you really dare to kill you?" The white-haired fairy's tone was cold, and his body exploded.

The moment he drew his sword, the surrounding ruins, tiles and stones actually all flew up.

The people around them were not afraid, but they boldly approached one by one, as long as they defeated the white-haired fairy, victory was at hand.

And at this very moment.

The white-haired fairy saw the heartlessness in Wuchan's arms, and he immediately took the sword and flashed over.

"Like, it's so similar." The white-haired fairy looked at Wuxin and muttered.

Ziyi Hou heard the sound and looked at the white-haired fairy, the fan in his hand was closed, and said to the white-haired fairy: "You will take Suona away, I will take him." After

hearing Zi Yihou's words, the white-haired fairy turned around and began to draw his sword and attack the surroundings.

The white-haired fairy's gaze was fierce, and he slowly pulled out the jade sword, and the jade sword flashed with Dao white light, like thousands of white dragons stirring on the sword.

"Lao Tzu wants to see how the strength of the Outer Heavens is, and take his life!"

A swordsman with a profound cultivation was not afraid of the white-haired immortal drawing his sword, and began to dance a knife as huge as the Hades, which was dazzling.

The swordsman's whole body was magnificent, and the sword move he brandished made a chilling scream when it cut through the air.

But in the white-haired fairy eyes, the outline of each knife was clearly visible, and the Dahan's knife technique was just disorderly and complicated.

"Bells and bells!" The white-haired fairy's sword posture was like electricity, and the heavy sword qi broke through the air, like a white dragon piercing through the clouds, instantly cutting through the sword qi of the big man. The golden light was like sunlight, little by little transformed into a fierce sword radiance, bombarding the big man's knife, splitting cracks.

Then, a sword smashed the giant knife in the hand of the big man, cutting off his arm.

"This, so strong, I'm at ease!" The big man fell to the ground and looked at the white-haired fairy in disbelief, he actually couldn't last three rounds.

The fighting continues, and the fighting continues.

Many of the people who came to Meiren Village today are guards invited by wealthy businessmen, and there are many people in the King Kong realm and the free realm.

Every time the white-haired fairy tried to take Suona, he was stopped by someone.

This made the white-haired fairy completely violent, and it was swept away without saying a word.

Tang Lian, Yue Ji, Hades, Tiannurui, Sikong Qianluo, Wushuang and others just watched quietly, indifferent, but their eyes were staring, as long as the white-haired fairy was really about to arrive, they would make a move without hesitation.

Similarly, they admired Lu Yi's foresight, if they made a move just now, life and death would be unpredictable.

And here, the purple clothes couldn't wait to move, his fan opened, set off a violent wind, fanned the person who was covering him, and a hand suddenly grabbed Wuxin.

Unexpectedly, he and Wuzen met with a palm.

The purple clothes took off and flipped in the air, taking a few steps back.

"King Kong Voldemort?" The white-haired immortal happened to look back at Wuchan who actually repelled the purple-clothed Hou, and he instructed the Purple-clothed Hou: "Be careful to sail the 10,000-year ship, don't plant it here."

"It doesn't hurt." Ziyi Hou looked at Wuchan indifferently: "The first outer martial arts of the Buddha Sect, I underestimate you."

"You are a disciple of the Dajue monk of the Nine Dragon Temple?"

Wu Zen clasped his hands together and nodded: "The poor monk has been learning the Vajra Voldemort Divine Power under the seat of the abbot of Dajue for twelve years, and the donor wants to take his junior brother away, then see if you have this ability" Wu Zen fist swung his fist heavily, and a giant Vajra Arhat Dharma appeared behind him.

"After only twelve years of study, you think you are invincible? Since that's the case, leave your life behind. The purple-clothed fan opened, and with a sudden wave, the earth-shattering force carried by the fan made Wuzen retreat one after another, this retreat was not three steps, but three zhang.

"Come and go, incivility, return you, now you can die." Zi Yi Hou's figure was extremely fast, and there was an imposing momentum in his palm, and Wu Zen was beaten in two rounds and vomited blood.

"What a deep internal force!" Wu Zen was half kneeling on the ground, and his inner strength, palm technique, and realm were obviously higher than him.

And Ziyi Hou fought against him, but did not exert his full strength.

Lu Yuzhai saw that Ziyi Hou was about to take away Wuxin, and immediately flew forward to stop him: "He, it is our Wushuang City, you can't take it away."

"Lu Yuzhai of Wushuang City, you are not my opponent! Song Yan is back, maybe I can be serious. Ziyi Hou fanned and chuckled.

"Arrogant!" Lu Yuzhai waved his spear disapprovingly and swept away abruptly.

The purple-clothed hou jumped up and avoided Lu Yuzhai's attack.

Lu Yuzhai danced the Silver Moon spear and let out a long roar, and the spear in his hand swung like lightning.

In an instant, the spear turned into a silver streamer, stabbing towards the purple-clothed hou again, and everywhere the tip of the spear passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving faint silver traces.

Seeing Lu Yuzhai's attack, the purple-clothed expert jumped sideways under his feet and bent down to make a defensive posture.

Lu Yuzhai took the opportunity to spin the Silver Moon Spear in the air, and suddenly turned into "Silver Moon Stars", and in an instant, countless gun shadows were intertwined into a striking series, pouring down towards the purple-clothed Hou.

"That's all?"

Ziyi Hou constantly changed his posture, the folding fan in his hand flashed rapidly like a butterfly, constantly defusing Lu Yuzhai's attack, he danced the folding fan to the extreme, overcoming rigidity with softness, advancing with retreat, using the fan as a sword, and performing a strange move "fan and sword unity".

That folding fan was like a sharp sword, and where the tip of the sword passed, it flew like a flowing cloud, instantly crushing Lu Yuzhai's silver moon stars.

"Wushuang City, is there no one?" Ziyi Hou fanned the folding fan and said frivolously.

"And me!"

"Yunshuo, Qingshuang, Jade Ruyi, Finger Wrapping."

Wushuang saw that Lu Yuzhai was no match for Ziyi, and he couldn't sit still anymore, so he opened the Wushuang sword box and read the names of the four flying swords...

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