Chapter 646

The wind is ringing, the silent night is no longer quiet, and some footsteps are covered by the cold wind of the spring night.

The stars are scattered in the night sky, which is totally different from the haze of the common world. For those born in the past decade, what the seven stars and the stars are abstract concepts in novels and textbooks.

"How can there be anyone else?" A shadow looked down at the drunk three people, frown.

Another person shook his head: "a little face, not like purple gold people."

The world of practice is very large. Each region has its own characteristics. Except for that robe, cassock is not different.

"Or put the two together..."

He was the first person, who was the head of the three people who came to the meeting, who was officially snoring and carefree Batu, a bold Mongolian man.

"They should have something to do with the outside, and they can easily have problems," he said

The last one was in a hurry. "Brother three, no matter whether they are people here, as long as God doesn't know the ghost has been solved, who knows we did it?"

The third brother glanced at the man and waved, "how many times have you been told, go out, be careful, and don't mention the names of brothers Besides, it is in the right way. Only blame them, who is not good with, must be with these people. "

The tent was quiet again, and the deliberate low footsteps were difficult to be found under the cover of snoring.

Moreover, their drunk, eye-sharp people all see a clear.

If Tang Chuan is drunk, it will not be. Although spirit wine can be drunk, it is also deliberately drunk. Tang Chuan did not want to, and he could not even rise in belly by virtue of Batu's spirit wine.

Three people in the tent hundreds of meters outside Tang Chuan knew of the clear.

Outside, they are not alone. The gods of tangchuan are not far away, only a hundred meters.

Once a hundred meters into Tang Chuan, he felt a little bit, and he was lazy and lying in a place.

Once he opened his mouth, Tang Chuan knew that the target of the person came was not himself.

Soon, Batu was put completely on, without vigilance.

Tang Butler has never been drunk, just as Tang Chuan knows he has not drunk much. He is just a good wine, but he doesn't like greedy glasses.

No surprise to Tang Chuan, when a rough hand pressed down the calm cheek of the Butler, he chose to fight back.

There is no special move, only the scream that rings through the night sky, even the PATU in sleep frowns, and then releases.

One is the "strong" at the peak of xuanming state, and the rookie just entered the xuanming state. Everything is so natural and rapid.

Tang suddenly sat up, but did not do it, but with spirit to wake up into a deep sleep Batu.

There is only one leading character, which is over half a century old, but also majestic, proud in the tent.

"Kill him!"

Nothing to say, three brothers bite teeth, have to choose now.

Without the consideration just now, two swords were scabbed at the same time. They killed the Tang housekeeper first and then. The Dao sword was full of Qi. The tent was exposed to the wind and under the night.

"They Something's wrong! " A few miles away, the voice just fell, the shadow of the threeorfour people stepped on the sword, killing the Batu where the position.

Their movements are not fast, but Tang Butler is faster than them. With a wave of sleeves, the sword Qi is broken, and the power of few moves is amazing.

"Who are you?" Tang Butler did not stop in his hand, and asked with his mouth open.

Without answer, he then turned to another person, the young man who called the name "three brothers".

Grinning, the white teeth of Mori made the young people angry.

"Do you think I'm bullied?" It was his heart, though not spoken.

"Keng!"

The long sword is scabbard. This time, the Tang Butler moved his blade. He has always been immobile and has made a startling move.

At this time, the sword is sheath, and it has already been murderous with silk. Some cold frost condensed by the cold sword body represents his way forward.

He waved a sword, "either alive or dead."

The three chose the latter, he could not guarantee that he could surpass the Tang Butler, but he could not allow himself to betray the clan.

There is no gorgeous move, the sword spirit of the sky. The hurried man is slower than Tang Butler, only to see the broken life card and the body of the three brothers falling in the ground.

There is not too much to say, the people have pulled out the sword, anger is not tens of thousands of meters.

At this critical time, some people dare to hand down on the people of zongmen, and do not kill enough to calm the public anger.

Since they moved their hands, they were certainly sure. It took two minutes to get to the wrong place from their perception, so that the nun could decide the battle of life and death in a breath. The man standing still was a little bit better than the third brother.

In this way, naturally, there is nothing to say. When you wave your hand, dozens of flying swords brush together, you will never fly to the Tang Butler. Each of them is made of solid sword Qi.The Tang Chamberlain had to deal with it wholeheartedly. He was a monk in the middle period of xuanming state, and he was also a sword practitioner. There were not many enemies in xuanming territory who were killed by him alone.

Especially if you are so specialized in the array, you can't win ten against the last one.

The left hand draws the circle, and the right hand holds the sword. The simple array is instantaneous. It collides with the sword spirit and smashes to pieces.

As soon as his eyes were fixed, the visitor was slightly surprised: "master array... There should be no such level of master array in Zijin domain. I don't know if Mr. Tang would like to join the Changqing gate...

steward Tang smiles and shakes his head. Since the other party has voluntarily revealed his identity, this is what the man just defended with his life.

"In this case, maybe I can use the things you left behind to cultivate a master who is not weaker than you."

The bantering tone made Butler Tang stop laughing. He was a good opponent, at least he had never met such a friar before.

After all, the present cultivation world is not the one before. The xuanming realm is the main force. They will not appear in the outside world until it is absolutely necessary. This external world does not mean the secular world.

Tang Chuan finally spoke. He asked Butler Tang, "are you ok?"

The latter had no expression, and after a while said a few words: "do your best."

You have to do your best with a guy like that? Tang Chuan almost spurted a mouthful of salt and soda on the steward, but he did not know how much stronger his tolerance was than before.

"I didn't expect that there was a good young man here, with good muscles and bones. Maybe he could become a monk in xuanming state. Boy, how about joining us in the evergreen gate The visitor said with a soft smile.

"Good luck for that boy. This is the four elders!" Some people murmured, but Tang Chuan's sharp ears.

Four elders of Changqing gate? If Tang Chuan chewed these words and stood on three legs, this situation could not have happened in Zijin area. Changqingmen hunted people who belonged to their own side.

Steward Tang wants to laugh, but he can't laugh. A top monk in Xuankong is now regarded as a boy. When asked whether to join his sect, he may be able to become a monk in xuanming realm in the future...

ordinary people will be ignored, but this is Tang Chuan!

"Have you thought about it, boy?" After the fourth elder, a monk exclaimed that he looked at Tang Chuan with a trace of disdain. He was just an ordinary man who had not practiced. If he knew that the cultivator was powerful, how could he not yearn for it?

The smell of grass in the air covered up the bloody smell of Sangge, and the light fragrance made Tang Chuan yearn for it.

The brief silence is just the beginning of the noise, just like the darkness before dawn.

With Tang Chuan slowly raised his head, the breath seemed to be less relaxed. In particular, the middle-aged monk who just clamored, a monk in the early stage of Xuankong, was shaking all over.

"What's the matter with you?" There are many people who want to say this, but none of them can open their mouth and say it.

"I want to know what's wrong with LV Xiaobu." In a word, a dozen words. The people of Changqing gate were stunned, and the four elders were even more upset. Is this guy a monk of Xuankong realm who came to revenge for Qingyuan gate?

Butler Tang closely followed Tang Chuan, holding his head high and holding his chest high. He didn't know where his sword had gone.

Because Tang Chuan's shoes are raised and the grass standing shows his perseverance; because he is a monk of changqingmen, he is also tenacious at the moment.

The same choice, the result is naturally not the same.

The moment the Seven Star Kunwu sword came out of its sheath, the white light flashed. It was just like the sudden death of a life that was still laughing.

"Still that question." Tang Chuan light way, "I need an answer."

The four elders couldn't resist Tang Chuan's seemingly simple sword Qi. His scalp was numb and looked at Tang Chuan. He didn't dare to say.

If you say it's death, if you don't, you'll die.

Perhaps, the latter is more heroic, will be sympathetic for a few minutes.

So, Tang Chuan did not show mercy. He killed the four elders with one sword. His cold eyes swept over the rest of the people and said, "either live or die."

"It's up to you... There's only one chance." Chamberlain Tang stood up and this kind of dirty work was naturally done by him, which was also the reason why Tang Chuan brought him in.

The air vibrates with the sound of the sword. It's just a small skill. It's not very high, but it's enough to shake people's hearts.

"I'm glad you're all tough bones. Maybe I'll set up a monument for you later. Maybe it's a memorial to your dead lives." Tang Guan family road.

"Ah With a scream, Batu wakes up and looks at the bright moon. The place that should have been a tent is now empty.

"What the hell is going on here?" He growled and growled.

"Shut your mouth!" Don was not polite to eat the most.

Shut your mouth and calm down. Bartu's face is black. Look at the peaceful corpses and the trembling living people, you will know the general situation of the matter.He is not stupid, but simple and honest. In addition, in the situation of the tripartite confrontation in the purple and golden regions, he is generally not bullied. Even if we don't pull them together, we should let them have no cohesive force and become the help of the fourth pole and the other two.

It's not hard, it's not easy.

"They want to kill them all!" Batu clenched his teeth and looked like a knife. He wanted to eat the monks alive. ＜/p

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