Under the clear sky, a few white clouds and a white crane flew in the air.

A fairy was sitting on the back of the Baihe, wearing a Taoist robe of the Sword Sect, and his face was anxious. The direction was where the Xuanxu Sect mountain gate was located.

Wow, swow, swow, swow,... the sound of roaring through the sky came to chase.

The immortal looked back and saw a stream of light shooting down. The immortal hand pinched the sword technique, and the spiritual sword behind him slashed towards the stream of light that was chasing him.

Dingding... A few crisp and bright sounds were made, and the sword light could not be shattered, but it was penetrated by the flow light and the spiritual sword was shattered.

Puff...Puff... The flowing light penetrated through the immortal's back heart, bringing up a string of blood beads, and the immortal's mouth spits blood and falls from the white crane's back.

The chasing light turned and flew back to the direction of the arrival. Only then did I vaguely see that the chasing light was an arrow, a very special arrow. I don’t know what kind of animal bones were polished, and the whole body had an obscure luster.

"Hmph, still want to run?"

The beast bone arrow flew into a slender and soft hand. This was a girl full of wild beauty. Her plump figure and concave and convex shape were worn. She wore a small animal skin shirt and short skirt. Her slender legs were exposed to the air to make her look more fit.

The girl's eyes flashed like the joy of a hunter after just hunting a wild beast. She inserted the arrow into the quiver on her waist, patted the white eagle sitting down, and passed the fallen immortal, pulled out a dagger from her waist and slashed it. The immortal's head was held in her hand.

He nodded with satisfaction and rode the white eagle back to the place he came.

This is at the foot of the Jianzong Mountain Gate. In the quiet bamboo forest, a woman covered her face was playing the piano. She was wearing a loose robe with hidden red, but she could not hide her proud figure. Her face behind the veil was not real, but just looking at her eyes that looked like a warm moon, it was confirmed that she was definitely not ugly. There was a shallow scar on the corner of her eyes, and the lilac color made her even more mysterious.

Behind her was a girl, who was wearing an animal-skinned shirt and short skirt just now, unlike the girl who shot archery and killed the Sword Sect immortal. Unlike the previous girl, the girl was wearing a black belt around her waist. After careful observation, she would find that the belt looked very much like the skin of a python.

"Princess, look, the spoils!"

The white eagle landed in the open space of the bamboo forest. The girl with a short bow behind her back jogged excitedly to the woman playing the piano, and shook her head in her hand a few times.

"Tana, this is not a grassland, why don't you throw your spoils away?" said the girl with a whip on her waist.

"What? Do you envy me for snatching the spoils? Wurenhaqin, you can wait a little longer. Maybe there will be spoils in a while. You must take the lead when the time comes!" Tana raised her chest and stuck out her tongue.

"Tana, stop making trouble. Listen to Wurenhaqin and throw your spoils away." said the woman playing the piano.

"Okay, okay, I know, my princess!" Tana reluctantly threw the head in her hand into the sky, bent her bow and arrow, and a stream of light penetrated her head with a roar, bang bang, burst out with a flash of light. She then laughed.

The woman who played the piano frowned slightly and said, "Tana, this is not a grassland tribe. How many times have you told you that you are my sister, so you don't have to call me a princess."

"Narentoya..." Tana deliberately dragged her voice, saying that she was a little unhappy because she could not get the spoils.

It is not difficult to tell from their names that they are not from the land of hundreds of states.

They come from a vast grassland where people live by nomads and have the oldest jungle rules. They keep their skulls after hunting prey, which is a tradition that has been passed down to this day.

"Toya, Aser has been there for so long and hasn't come back yet, so there will be no danger, right?" Wurenhaqin asked with a little concern.

"How could there be danger? Aser is the greatest warrior on our prairie. Even the most powerful wizard on the prairie is not his opponent. How could those miscellaneous old Taoists on the mountain pose a threat to Aser?" Tana said with confidence.

Narentoya nodded and said, "That's right, Asr has the blessing of the ancestor witch. Even if the Taoist priests on the mountain have so-called immortal weapons, they will not be able to hurt him."

As he spoke, he looked up at the top of the mountain, where the colorful lights fluctuated, and the ripples were like flashing aurora.

Wurentoya played the guqin, butterflies and birds flew over one after another, and beasts in the bamboo forest gathered over, and he enjoyed listening to the plucking sound of the strings.

The three women from the prairie in the bamboo forest all have unique meanings, Tana means pearl, Wurenhaqin means mandarin duck, and Wurentoya means Caixia. As for the Asr they mentioned, it means the sky.

Wurentoya is the daughter of the King of the Prairie and the princess of the Prairie. And Aser is the most outstanding and youngest warrior in the prairie in thousands of years. The colorful clouds float in the arms of the sky, so Aser is also the son-in-law of the Prairie.

At this time, the princess was playing the piano at the foot of the mountain, and where did the prince-consort go?

The golden top of the Sword Sect, the luster of the guardian formation kept flashing. Outside the guardian formation, there was a strong man wearing an animal leather jacket and a hidden red cloak, and punched the guardian formation one by one.

Pupu puff... Several disciples of the Sword Sect who presided over the formation spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood. The light of the protecting formation was dim, and the man had already stomped up the steps of the Golden Top Hall.

"Bold madman, dare to break into the golden top of the Sword Sect!" A sword light from the hall slashed over, and turned into a sword shadow in the air, covering the man.

The man smiled and kept using his magical powers. He still strolled into the hall with his head held high. He took a step forward a hundred feet away. The method of shrinking the ground into a ruler was very clever.

Dingding Ding... The sword shadow fell on the man, but failed to cause any damage to the man, but only burst into flames.

In the hall, the sect leader Wuliang Taoist waved his hand and signaled the elder who got off the seat to stop taking action. He rushed outside the door and asked, "Are you from Xiaoyao Sect?" Wuliang Taoist really couldn't imagine that in the world, who else could have such ability to break the Sword Sect's protection formation in the world of human cultivation, besides the left and right guardians of Xiaoyao Sect?

"Hahaha... Xiaoyao Sect? It's just a native chicken and a tiled dog!" The man laughed up on his back, and the laughter made the hall tremble.

Taoist Wuliang and several elders looked at each other, and they all saw confusion in each other's eyes.

If you are not from Xiaoyao Sect, which sect will it be from? There are such powerful people in the world of human cultivation?

The laughter settled, the man had already walked into the hall, came to the front of Taoist Wuliang and several elders, performed a ritual on the grassland, and said aloud: "Low Aser!"

Asl? What a strange name!

Taoist Wuliang and several elders were stunned. Taoist Wuliang pondered for a moment and asked, "What is the intention of fellow Taoist coming here? Why do you have to force yourself to break into the formation of our sect protecting sect?"

"I'm here for the Xiaoyao Sect!" Aser said in a deep voice. The listeners in the hall were stunned again.

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