Chapter 340

"Damned swordsman!"

The scarlet eyed man with a stone axe and strides towards Li Fuyao. The only one who has the courage and weight to fight a swordsman within a Zhang is demon Xiu.

Some demon clans born with rough skin and thick flesh are full of confidence.

Since all the strong men dare to fight close to each other, Li Fuyao, who was good at fighting close at hand, naturally would not be afraid.

On the green silk sword, the sword Qi soared. Li Fu shook his toes and gently touched it. The whole man swept at the strong man. His movement was so fast that in Feng Lu's eyes, there was still a shadow left in the spot.

The green silk stabbed at the strong man's chest.

Depending on the sharpness of the green silk sword and Li Fuyao's fierce sword spirit, if this sword is really stabbed, the strong man will not feel well.

But after the sword was handed out, it just hit the stone axe.

A sound of gold and stone.

In the dark night, countless lights came together and gathered on the stone axe, which was much brighter than the sword light before.

A strong man with an axe, with a majestic air machine, there are countless killing intention.

Li Fuyao held up his sword to meet him, but he didn't cross his chest. When the sword body crossed with the stone axe, he took off most of the Qi machine as soon as his wrist sank. The three martial uncles at the foot of Jianshan mountain went their own way. His martial uncle Xie Lu was the master of swordsmanship. I don't know how many sword moves he used to fight Li Fuyao In fact, Li Fuyao has made great progress in a short period of time.

With the spirit of the sword as the support, a delicate sword technique, in the same environment, in fact, has some effect.

The green silk sword stabbed at a strange angle and stabbed the strong man's chest again. Although he was still blocked by the stone axe, it was obvious that the Qi in the strong man was stagnant.

After a short fight, Li Fuyao can judge that the cultivation of this strong man should also be in Taiqing.

Since they are both Taiqing, Li Fuyao has no reason to be afraid of retreat.

In one breath.

This time, the green silk stabbed the strong man's chest with a sword. It did not move forward, but left a white mark on the strong man's body.

Li Fuyao withdrew his sword and took two steps back. He was shocked.

However, Feng Lu sighed not far away and said, "it's worthy of being an old wangba."

No one can tell exactly how many kinds of demons there are in the world, and it's not clear which ethnic group is the most powerful. No one dares to say that he is the first, whether it's a fierce beast in ancient times or a demon clan inherited from ancient times. However, when it comes to physical strength, tortoise is the first.

If the swordsman's sword is the sharpest spear under the sky. Then the tortoise shell is the hardest shield in the world.

It is unknown who wins or loses in the conflict.

At the end of the battle between friars, the same thing is to throw everything away and rely on strength.

Intrigue in front of the most powerful strength, are floating clouds.

Li Fuyao clenched the green silk and did not want to think about it. It was a sword cut out, and a sword gang was born in front of him.

With innumerable sword spirit, he pressed down.

The strong man carried a stone axe and slashed around, cutting off a lot of sword spirit.

But the sword spirit that fell on him still didn't let him have a little fear.

Quan should tickle himself.

Li Fuyao frowned deeply. He released the sword nineteen and hid in the dark. He wanted to kill him with one sword at a critical moment. Now his first evolution soul mansion has eyebrows. He can control sword 19 without much effort.

But now, even if you can control Jian 19, it seems useless.

The green silk can only leave a white mark when it is stabbed. The power of the 19th sword is not as powerful as that of the green silk. Even if there is a chance, then what?

There is no difference between having a chance and not having a chance.

Taking a deep breath, Li Fuyao swept out again. The green silk in his hand was still rolling.

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In the small town, guanxi is surrounded by the light of Buddha, which makes many ghosts dare not get close to him. This monk, who was born in the Buddhist soil, is the most restrained spirit and wild ghost.

Standing by the river, he looked at the floating rotten wood, thinking.

Deep in the town, the big red lanterns swayed and seemed to be saying something.

Guan Xi walked slowly along the riverside street. Along the way, the ghost he dared to kill was a Buddhist lion seal, which made him lose his soul.

This method is used in Guanxi.

There is a restaurant near the street of the town. At the moment, there is a smell of meat in the restaurant. When you come to guanxi, you are stunned. Then you frown deeply.

He couldn't feel anyone inside at all.

But the smell of meat is really there.

This shows that the person or ghost in it is much higher than him in realm cultivation.

Guan Xi stood at the door with a strange look.

There was a sudden squeak.When the door was pushed open, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar was holding his sleeve and holding a plate of double cooked pork. He took a look at Guanxi and said with a straight smile, "you monks, you don't eat meat."

Then he put the double cooked pork on the table near the door and scooped out a bowl of rice.

Guan Xi put his hands together and asked in a low voice, "who is it, sir?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "I'm not white tea, what can I ask?"

Even the Buddhists like Guanxi who only set foot on the demon soil know who the white tea is.

The monk who claims to know everything about the demon land is very mysterious.

The middle-aged man seems to be extremely hungry. After taking a look at guanxi, he starts to eat. There is only a plate of double cooked pork. He eats with great relish, which makes Guanxi a little confused.

After several mouthfuls of rice, the middle-aged man seemed to be more interested and began to talk to guanxi.

"Knowing that the ghost is heavy here, you can come in when you come in. Why don't you surpass the dead?"

Guan Xi said calmly: "as long as it can be dispelled, how to transcend is my monk's business."

The middle-aged man didn't like it. He just said, "I heard that Zen Studies go through the past and the present. I'm afraid it's better than you to know how to transcend."

When I heard the word "Chan Zi", my mood fluctuated.

A middle-aged man with a very high realm can feel the mood fluctuation of guanxi in an instant. He just ignores it, but he is eating alone.

After eating a few pieces of meat, he sighed, "if you can't cut the tortoise shell, it's useless to use any means. But what's the fun in practicing sword? Why do you have to go to practice sword one by one?"

The words seemed to come out of his mouth with a hint of irritation.

Everyone knows that there are not many swordsmen in the mountains and rivers, and there are few who can practice swordsmen. What this middle-aged man said is nonsense.

After a few more mouthfuls of rice, the middle-aged man seemed to be angry. He put the unfinished rice bowl on the table and looked at guanxi. "I'm not happy to eat a meal?"

Guanxi is in a fog.

It was all because he didn't know there was a white haired man outside the town at the moment.

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