Chapter 354

"So this is climbing."

Li Fuyao stood at the bottom of the lake. In fact, from the very beginning, Li Fuyao could see the battle situation from the very beginning. Whether it was the old Taoist who fought against the third enemy or the later one who fought with Xishan, Li Fuyao had seen Chao Qingqiu's sword in the sky over the North Sea. Although he was hindered by the state of affairs, he did not know the subtlety of the Tao, but he also witnessed the fighting power at the top of the world.

Before leaving Beihai, he saw the killing of Jianxian wanchi and Jianxian Liuxiang at the bottom of the river. Although both of them were dead souls, they were better than Li Fuyao in everything. Li Fuyao had a good feeling after seeing them.

It was the first time he saw the friars fighting at the scene.

There is no need to say much about the realm of the old Taoist. The characters who can fight against qingtianjun are not bad. Even if they are injured, they are no worse than ordinary monks who climb the stairs. As for the red haired man with a knife, Li Fuyao doesn't know his real identity, but in fact, those overbearing swords can prove that he is absolutely qualified to stand in front of the old Taoist priest.

And now, he still has the initiative.

Li Fuyao wrote down the man's name in silence, Xishan.

He wanted to walk on the demon soil side. On the one hand, he wanted to sharpen Kendo like many predecessors. On the other hand, he wanted to see the girl he liked. However, no matter what he was for, he needed to step by step. The swordsman was not welcome. As early as he was on the other side of the mountain and river, he felt that he was being watched. The assassination in the bow was a good explanation.

When you come to the demon land, you should be more careful. In the war six thousand years ago, the demon clan was unable to go south. A large part of the reason was that there were swordsmen. In the past few hundred years, Chao Qingqiu went in and out of the demon land from time to time. Some time ago, a big demon was killed. In this way, the hatred between the swordsman and the demon clan was accumulated to a high level.

Not all demon clans are like qingtianjun.

There will always be people who will never die with Li Fuyao.

It was not a wise decision for Li Fuyao to enter the demon land at this time, but at least he can't leave easily now. He doesn't know how the girl he likes is going to marry someone else.

Li Fuyao is not a little swordsman now, but a serious Taiqing swordsman and a Taiqing swordsman who can fight with the friars of morning and evening!

Shaking his head, Li Fuyao threw all the thoughts out of his head, turned his head to look at the old man and asked, "who is that man?"

Since Lao Weng is from Qingfu City, he should know a lot about it.

The old man said with a bitter smile: "since it is called Xishan, it can only be the one of the poor and strange people in Xishan."

"Well?"

Li Fuyao raised his eyebrows, but the old man didn't finish.

"There is a big demon among the poor and strange people in Xishan, which is well known all over the world. There is a genius in the family whose name is unknown. However, when he was 200 years old, he walked into the building, which was well known to all the demon natives. Nowadays, the most outstanding young people in the demon land are not as good as those in those years. However, he has been living in seclusion for more than 100 years News, who knows he will be here today. "

Li Fuyao frowned and asked, "what is there in your Qingfu city?"

The old man was stunned and said, "do you think the Lord of the city will tell me about this matter?"

Li Fuyao stopped talking. He just held the green silk sword and began to look around.

In the past, I walked along this blue stone path to the bottom of the lake. When I came to this cave, I looked up at the battle over the lake. I didn't really have a good look at the surrounding furnishings.

In the cave, there is only a stone table with a teapot on it. In addition, there are blue colored runes pasted around. In fact, they are pasted, rather than painted. It is absolutely impossible to feel anything without reaching out and touching.

"Since all the Western Hills are going to rob, it is obvious that this thing is extraordinary. If you want to come now, why do you want to build such a city in the demon land? It's not easy to think about it."

Li Fuyao seems to be talking to himself, but his voice is not small at all.

The old man always turned a deaf ear.

After a while, he looked up at the sky again.

……

……

The bloody sword light is extremely powerful, and it is extremely powerful after meeting the borrowed talisman.

Bang!

The light of the sword is so great that it makes the world pale and the sun and moon are not bright!

The sound of the sound was cut open by the old Taoist priest, and the knife light poured in.

Knife light meets the demon bell.

The relic of the saint was shocked and some cracks appeared after a moment.

After all, it is not the original magic weapon of the sage. Even if the sage has used it, its power is not enough to suppress Xishan.

In today's demon land, I'm afraid that in the realm of climbing stairs, the realm is higher than the western mountain, and there are not a few, but in terms of combat power, there are only a few that can match the western mountain.This rare genius of this poor and strange family is still young, but he has shown his invincible posture. It is hard to say that he can not set foot in the sea over time. If the Xishan people really want to fight for the position of demon emperor, they may not be Xishan or the big demon in the family.

The old Taoist put out his hand to call back the demon bell, and a green Fu came out of thin air again.

From top to bottom, from repression.

The west mountain looks up indifferently.

This green Fu is not necessarily strong, but Xishan vaguely feels that something is wrong.

When he cuts a knife at the green Fu, the west mountain is full of vigor and vitality, but his Qi is flowing to the lake.

On the surface of the lake, the majestic opportunity did not make huge waves, on the contrary, there was very little movement.

The West Mountain steps towards the lake.

There was a broken sound between heaven and earth.

As a mirror is broken.

Standing on the surface of the lake, Xishan looked at the old Taoist who had been exhausted in the air and said indifferently, "you are going to die."

This is the truth.

The old Taoist priest did not retort, but looked at the city and said calmly, "the most proud Rune in my life, which I have drawn a hundred years ago, has never been seen. It is a pity that even the king of Qingtian is not qualified."

Xishan held the handle and said nothing.

He is the second strongest man in Xishan and the hope of countless people. He is a very proud man and should be extremely calm in dealing with everything.

The old Taoist priest in front of him is only climbing the stairs. He should not be afraid.

Even if he had a favorite Rune in his mouth.

Xishan suddenly frowned, and he thought of some possibility, "this city..."

"Yes, that's a sign."

"This is the most proud symbol I have ever drawn in my life."

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