Smile and swing sword

Hai Yufeng and Wen Zhaojun were standing side by side on the high platform. After the fog cleared, they were quite shocked. Hai Yufeng took a step forward and raised his right hand suddenly. A piece of water suddenly formed outside the trance practitioner of Haike Panasonic. Meaning, the more it rises, the bigger it becomes, forming a water polo that wraps people up and down inside.

Those cultivators struggled with their hands and feet, but the water polo was as sticky as boiled rock sugar, and they couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Hai Yufeng asked in a clear voice towards the sky: "Your Excellency is despicable, hurting innocent people, and now you are hiding your head and showing your tail. Do you want to blame this tragedy on Qionglin Haizhuang?"

Many cultivators couldn't help raising their heads following the words, but they heard a strange laugh coming from above: "Mo Lao Si, didn't you say that Hai Yufeng's Yuan Gong is mediocre, and he's just a guy waiting to die. It's so easy to see through your tricks, it turns out that the Haikou you boasted earlier looks like fart!"

The other person immediately cursed: "You're a fart! The Cloud-proof Eye on Qionglin Haizhuang is a secret method laid down by that old immortal Hai Wuya, no wonder I am."

At this moment, a third voice interrupted the two quarreling coldly: "Since you have been discovered, why don't you have a quick fight."

As soon as the sound fell, a wooden boat suddenly appeared, and several rows of people stood on it. The leader was three men of different heights. It seemed that they were the three who spoke before. The first two were old, and the last one was old. The plane has terrible scars, and looks like a middle-aged person.Behind the three were four women and one man, who looked a little younger, and behind them were more than a dozen black-clothed and hooded cultivators.

After the group of twenty or so people showed up, their aura was full, and the gloomy spiritual pressure suddenly tilted twice, and the two hundred or so cultivators below were all covered in it, and they knelt down one after another. Mouth blood!

After Xiang Tianyou regained his senses, he immediately sacrificed the jade umbrella to share the pressure for Chi Shen, and stuffed a round pill into his mouth.

Yang Tian's face changed suddenly when he saw the person coming, and he stepped to the side of Hai Yufeng, and struck out a Yuan Jue at the cultivator, bearing most of the spiritual pressure for everyone, and said in a cold tone: "Mo Laosi, the black crow, In the battle of Shangluo, I thought you had learned a lesson, and you didn’t want to come to the human world to make trouble before 200 years, do you want to try another magic slaying formula?”

Mo Laosi sneered when he heard the words, and his expression was very disdainful: "It was your father who fought against me in the first battle of Shangluo. Why, what qualifications do you have to speak nonsense here, what an embarrassment!"

The black crow immediately echoed: "In terms of seniority, you still have to call us uncle!"

Yang Tianyi smiled mockingly, without showing any face to the two of them: "200 years ago, the two of you entered the realm of incarnation, and now I am also in this realm, but the two of you are still stagnant. In terms of cultivation, they are comparable to each other."

Mo Laosi's face darkened, and he said coldly: "We are both incarnations, but the situation before and after is very different."

The taciturn, scar-faced man stopped the unnecessary verbal dispute between the two sides: "Whatever you have to spend with these pious hypocrites, you have to do it."

Hai Yufeng frowned, and said in a loud voice: "You guys have any grievances with me at Qionglin Haizhuang, I just accept it, but it has nothing to do with the guests present, so why hurt the innocent, why don't you ask the outsiders to leave first, let's close the door." Get up and talk."

The black crow laughed strangely, a golden glow rose from the palm of his hand, and he slashed down at Haikesong: "I don't care if they are innocent or not, if I meet them, they will consider themselves unlucky, wait until this Haikesong sucks them in." The blood of Zhuangzi's hundreds of lives was taken back to the Demon Realm and planted next to the boundary marker as a welcome tree!"

Chi Shen was raising his head to listen to the debate between the two parties. The golden light came as soon as he said it, stinging people's eyes. A white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and dots of colorful patterns kept flashing. He couldn't help but hold Xiang Tianyou tightly, and Xiang Tianyou turned back Come over and wrap Chi Shen's left hand.

There was only a buzzing sound, and everyone felt insect wings trembling beside their ears, which lasted for a long time, but the expected pain did not come, and a majestic question resounded throughout Haizhuang: "My village lives in a remote corner, and I have never had any contact with demons. The three of you came here today prepared for the grievance, although I don’t know the secret of it, I will never allow you to be presumptuous!"

The black crow snorted and said: "Old man, how long will I think you can bear it?" After saying that, he sent out two palms, and clusters of golden lights slammed down one after another.

Hai Wuya didn't want Moxiu to be so ruthless, and shouted angrily: "I hope the Lord of the City will help this old man!"

Yang Tianyi sighed secretly, he was invited here, he never expected that such a sudden and strange event would happen to an ordinary banquet, the elders in the city lord's mansion performed their duties and none of them followed, and the guards behind him were all under the avatar. However, if he doesn't act at this moment, he will lose the prestige of the city lord both emotionally and rationally. Besides, Yang Zhao is still in Haike Panasonic, so no matter what, he can't let his only son have an accident.

Two figures soared into the sky, the black crow leaped down from the flying boat, and fought brazenly. Mo Lao Si followed closely behind, but the scar-faced man stepped out at the same time, and said with a slumped face, "Two against one."

Mo Lao Si didn't refuse, but smiled and said, "That's the best!"

Hai Yufeng's face was solemn, and he took out a white jade bottle with his hands. A dying green willow was stuck in the mouth of the bottle, and the willow leaves were curled up and limp.

The rest of the demon cultivators on the wooden boat jumped off one after another, intending to rush into the cultivators and start a massacre. Hai Yufeng took out a willow branch and waved it in the air. Three drops of crystal water flew off the leaves, and suddenly reached the sky above the cultivators, swelling A hundred times, it formed an extremely thin water screen that seemed to be pierced with a finger, covering the people present.

The moment the water screen formed, Hai Yufeng flashed a look of heartache on his face, then turned firm, and only whispered to his wife next to him: "If the chaos reaches the point where it can be dealt with properly, you can escape from the secret road in the village and go Find Lin Er and Cong Er."

Wen Zhaojun showed no fear, and categorically rejected this proposal: "No matter what the result is today, I will not leave you for half a step. If I die, I will die together. It's no big deal."

Hai Yufeng sighed, not knowing whether to be happy or sad, and took a step to stand in front of Wen Zhaojun: "Madam, you have the heart to let the children lose their parents overnight and have nothing."

Wen Zhaojun said angrily: "Idiot, if the city lord is here, he can always tell the experts to come to help. Why are you so frustrated!"

Hai Yufeng smiled wryly and said: "You don't know...Although these people can't break through father's impenetrable cloud eyes, they have added a magic barrier outside the cloud eyes. , but in this way, people outside want to come to Zhuangzi to help, I'm afraid they can't do what they want. There are three late-stage incarnations and five enlightenment-levels coming from the demon cultivator, I'm afraid they are determined to make a big fuss!"

Only then did Wen Zhaojun's face change, but he said: "I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid that I'll be sorry for these fairy friends who are honoring the face of the feast. I can save some of them."

During the conversation, the guards in the village had already fought with the demon cultivator, Hai Yufeng stopped talking, and angrily joined the battle circle, killing with jealousy and blood, trying to protect the safety of the guests.Chi Shen watched anxiously from inside, but was also helpless, Wu Yun scolded: "This sea is so stupid when it meets the wind, it took so much effort to trap us with a broken water cover, why don't we go out and have a good fight , Let's see if these bullshit demon cultivators are powerful, or grandpa is more capable!"

Chi Shen was so tired that he couldn't help but said to him: "You can calm down first! Our cultivation here is the highest, but it doesn't even satisfy the state of mind, and there are few even in the later stage. Brother said, the worst of these magic cultivations is the cultivation of the late stage. , and the tricks are cruel and insidious, aren't you looking for death when you go out?"

Wu Yun was about to retaliate, but Chou San grabbed his tattered cuff and persuaded him, "Just bear with it... It's not something you or I can get involved with outside."

While talking, a person suddenly fell from the sky, and hit the water cover with a bang, Yang Zhao cried out: "Father!" When everyone heard this, their hearts felt as if they had fallen into an abyss.

However, Xiang Tianyou foresaw the ending early, and spoke to Wu Yun with a sullen face: "Mo Laosi and that scar-faced man teamed up to deal with the city lord alone. Yang Tianyi could take so many moves even though the difference in cultivation between two small realms was lowered. Cultivation is enough to be said to be a real deal."

As soon as Yang Tianyi fell down, he jumped up again. Mo Laosi stopped him and laughed straight away: "City Lord Yang, don't try to be brave, you think you're too high on yourself with one enemy and two, just concentrate on eating old tricks!"

The scar-faced man passed the two of them and went straight down. Yang Tian's face sank like water, but he was exhausted, and his anger rose. If he really couldn't control it this time, he had some secret skills to save Yang Zhao from breaking through, but if people found out, the city lord The prestige must be greatly compromised. At this time, it can be big or small, and it is unknown if the city lord accidentally changes his surname.

The scar-faced man descended to a height of three feet above the water screen. The weapon he used was a black sickle that was taller than a person. When the screen was hit by this blow, its light dimmed instantly, but it wobbled and stood firm, and even used its strength to disperse some of the attacks, hitting the thick and hard branches of the sea pine sporadically.

The Haike pine shook violently, and the pine needles fell like rain, nailing into the mud surface with a rustle.

The scar-faced man was a little surprised, and squinted his eyes at the jade bottle Willow held in Wen Zhaojun's hands: "The clean bottle of water... is indeed a sacred artifact that has long been famous. Qionglin Haizhuang has Haikesong and The clean bottle of water, no wonder they are able to make friends with the world, and even the city lord welcomes them. It’s a pity that I hate these pure and pure things! Break them!”

As soon as the broken word came out, two black moon cuts slashed on the water screen indiscriminately. The water screen exploded and scattered all over the ground, splashing people all over the body. The jade umbrella above Chi Shen's head broke into pieces almost at the same time. Exception was impacted by the Yuan force, and suddenly retreated a few steps, his internal organs were severely injured and he vomited blood.

The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and Haikesong suffered heavy blows. Although it didn't fall apart, it also suffered a lot of damage. The scar-faced man didn't take it seriously at all, and the black scythe was about to reap the lives of the people below.

Chi Shen suddenly looked towards Tianyou. In his heart, since Xiang Tianyou is the protagonist, he would not die easily. There must be a way to escape from death. The voice said: "I only have one chance to transform into the Dharma Form of the Great Ming King, and maybe I can lead away from the magic circle set up by Moxiu. As long as Daozong can come in time, you and I will be safe and sound."

In a hurry, Xiang Tianyou blurted out the real name of Daozong, but fortunately, the two of them had no time to take care of it at this time. Seeing the black moon coming again, Xiang Tianyou's momentum changed, and he was about to incarnate. From time to time, from time to time, it is erratic, but it is charming, and the murderous crescent moon reaches the heads of the practitioners, but it slowly dissipates like fine sand blown by the wind.