"So, Gu Xuanbei and Chen Momo are the apprentices of this female devil?"
"Exactly!"
The man in feathered clothes straightened his body, pointed at the ferry and said: "Gu Xuanbei was raised by the devil himself. Compared with that devil, he is better than the old man. He was beaten by the immortal family on the mountain.
A street rat."
"Is this person really so disgusting?"
"Such cynical people, who regard all things as playthings, will be punished by everyone!"
"But for one thing, when we meet those two people, we still have to call them seniors. Have you ever seen "Haoran" co-written by Jiang Wanli and Lin Yanli?"
"Haoran?"
The young man's face was full of doubts. He saw the young man in Yuyi handed over a book and said with a smile: "If you turn to the first page, you will know how thick-skinned these two people are."
The young man held the book and looked at the word "Haoran" on the skin, feeling shocked in his heart.
He stretched out his fingers to touch the long sword on the cover, twisted the paper and turned to the first page.
Four people came into view.
Lin Qingxuan, the old sword master of Mutian City.
Guanhai Academy, Sword Immortal Master Cao Zheng.
Shan Ze Yexiu Gu Xuanbei and Jiange Pavilion Master Chen Mo.
When the young man saw the writing on the paper, he said excitedly: "I have heard about this book, Lin Qingxuan, Cao Zheng, the real swordsman!"
The young man in feathers raised his finger and rushed towards the ferry, whispering: "This boat is made up of foreign overhauls from Mutian City."
The young man was about to respond when he saw a sword light rushing out of the ferry.
In an instant, the flying swords of the sword cultivators in the Xian family's ferry all rose into the sky, and formed a sword formation under the pull of the sword light.
When the young man saw this scene, his heart was filled with waves.
What a legendary swordsman.
A swordsman in the distance saw the dense flying swords and couldn't help but sigh: "It's difficult to practice swordsmanship. After a trip to Mutian City, his swordsmanship improved again."
Beside him was a woman with a sword hanging from her waist. After seeing the figure emerging from the ferry, she said indifferently: "The path of the sword is vast. If he doesn't fool around with Gu Xuanbei, there must be him in the Patriarch Hall."
Chair."
The swordsman said with a smile: "As the master of the Sword Pavilion, he may not be the best at fighting, but he must be the most idle."
The woman pursed her lips and did not answer. She stared at the black figure with indifferent eyes. She lowered her head for a while and responded in a low voice: "Yes, I am very busy."
The woman is a senior sister from the same family as Chen Mo. She went down the mountain with Chen Mo for training and met Jiang Wanli.
On that day, she saw what it means to be beautiful in the world, and what it means to have magic that reaches the heavens.
It was also on that day that she, a junior fellow apprentice, was forced to become Jiang Wanli's apprentice and suffered an undeserved infamy.
Therefore, she hated Jiang Wanli.
Flying swords were flying around in the sky, catching him by surprise.
Chen Mo stepped on the sword energy and flew into the air. With a wave of his right hand, countless flying swords were knocked down. The momentum was menacing, and he had the aura to send everyone to a disaster.
"Well done!"
The monk who previously called himself Calabash Mountain Mengdan shouted loudly, smashed the void with his right hand, and sacrificed a green-skinned gourd.
"Please bring out the water from the gourd!"
With an order, the torrent of water poured forward, knocking away the densely packed sword shadows, and turned into a Kunpeng and crashed into Chen Mok's chest.
"Succeeded!"
Meng Dan raised the corner of his mouth and grabbed it with his right hand, and a strong wind suddenly rose from the sky and the earth, making the low-level monks at the Xianjia Ferry unable to open their eyes.
A golden elixir stage monk raised his head and looked up at the sky, his pupils shrank for a while, and he saw a magic circle appearing out of thin air in the sky. Nine giant green-tailed pythons in the array were twisted and bound, trapping Chen Mo in the array.
Meng Dan laughed loudly and bowed his hands to several major cultivators around him: "Fellow Taoists, I will be the first to succeed today. Please help me capture Gu Xuanbei. After I escort them to Hulu Mountain to apologize to my master, you guys
You can dispose of it as you like."
The woman with the sharp knife hanging from her waist walked out of Xianjia Ferry without raising her head.
Chen Mo's swordsmanship is so amazing that it can't be restrained by a trap. What's more, there is Gu Xuanbei beside him. He
They are the Daxiu who have worked together to cross the tenth throne and killed the great demon in the form of the king.
Can Meng Dan of Calabash Mountain defeat Huagui who is the tenth on the throne?
As expected, before Meng Dan of Calabash Mountain could be happy for a long time, Chen Mo Mo disappeared out of thin air and was replaced by an ice-blue villain.
"Jinghua Shuiyue, it's a flower in the mirror, water moon!"
The young man in feathers shook his shoulders with excitement.
In his eyes, Gu Xuanbei, whose magic skills are stronger than his swordsmanship, is already a top-notch magic practitioner in the spiritual world, even more mysterious than Lin Yanli, whose magic skills surpassed the entire spiritual world back then.
The flying swords in the sky reunited and spread out densely in the sky, almost blocking the sunlight.
Chen Mo pointed to the right, and the sword light fell down like a waterfall, instantly causing a heavy rain of sword energy in the world.
In the sword light, two figures could be vaguely seen moving through it with ease.
One of the figures has long hair flowing, a tall and straight figure, and a black dress that swells with the wind, giving people a feeling of being elegant and unrestrained, teasing the world.
"Gu Xuanbei, please leave!" Meng Dan saw the figure and shouted sharply, then chased the two figures to Tianwai Tian.
Several major repairmen who had personal grudges with Gu Xuanbei and Chen Mo looked at each other and followed Meng Dan together.
Soon, the sky was filled with colorful colors.
The swordsman looked at the occasionally flickering spiritual energy beams and asked the woman next to him with a smile: "There are many people in heaven. Why don't you go to the outer world to take a look? What if Chen Momo and Gu Xuanbei lose?"
The woman's fingertips were wrapped around the tassel on the hilt of the sword, and she snorted coldly: "You'd better not talk to me again, it's unlucky."
The swordsman felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer. He realized that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly caught up with the woman and said with a smile: "Wrong, we were wrong. Junior Brother Chen is very capable!"
The woman turned around and said, "It's my Junior Brother Chen, not yours."
The swordsman had no choice but to spread his hands, this woman's thoughts are hard to guess!
In the crowd, a monk who looked like a young man shook the white jade fan in his hand and smiled at the female monk next to him: "My senior brother and second senior brother have never lost in the limelight. Come with me to see the outer world?"
The monk who looks like a young master is none other than Lu Gui. He covers his aura and his face is covered with a human skin mask. He looks like a white-faced young master from a big family.
"What's the point of fighting and killing? It's better to go to a teahouse to drink tea and look at all kinds of mortals."
The woman accompanying Lu Gui was none other than Lu Ming. Her face was also covered with a mask, showing a different look.
"It's always good to join in the fun."
Lu Gui chuckled softly, put his arms around the beautiful lady's waist, waved the jade fan gently in his hand, and rode a strong wind up to the sky.
At the huge Xianjia Ferry, the monks in the crowd were shocked to see the two figures breaking through the barrier of heaven and earth.
Everyone in the world knows that strong winds from the sky can scratch skin and damage bones, and only the Five Realms masters can't break it. But today, two Fourth Realm masters came out of nowhere and broke this common sense and taught them a lesson.
If you practice one thing, all things are possible.