Chapter 350: Three people without tiger

The old Taoist stood up, not simply getting up. As he stood up, the lake in front separated quietly, and a small road paved with bluestone appeared in front of Li Fuyao.
The lake was calm, and the path that appeared suddenly seemed so deep.
Li Fuyao looked at this path, and the bottom of the lake should be in the distance.
It's just that when you reach the bottom of the lake, whether you want to lead to somewhere further away is not really true.
The old Taoist stood on the shore and spoke calmly, "No one can get out of Qingfu City until the poor road has resolved the city's affairs."
The old Taoist also said this sentence with great confidence.
Li Fuyao was silent, and watched the old Taoist turn and leave, disappearing by the lake.
Li Fuyao looked at this path, thought for a moment, and walked in.
A few steps later, I saw a familiar face in the lake beside him. It was the demon monk with white hair before, who was the one he had thought to make Li Fuyao think he was the city lord of Qingfu City.
Now he is still in the form of an old man, looking at Li Fuyao, his expression is very gentle.
It seems very real.
Li Fuyao was holding Qingsi, his sword aura was faint, he didn't feel the slightest killing intent, otherwise, he would have stabbed it with a sword.
The old man stood by the road, looked at Li Fuyao, smiled and said: "The old man was asked by the lord of the city to accompany the young man to the bottom of the lake. Before outside the city, he was also ordered to prevent outsiders from entering Qingfu City. The young man is a person with great perseverance. It’s a matter of course to be able to pass the checkpoint set up by Lord City Lord to come to the city."
The old man's speech was soft, but it showed some flattery.
Li Fuyao asked straightforwardly: "Is it just to take refuge at the bottom of the lake?"
The old man's eyes were flat, and he smiled and said, "If the young man wants to see how the lord of the city kills the three demon cultivators who do not live or die, it is best to be at the bottom of the lake.
Li Fuyao said flatly: "Even the seniors said that they may not be able to beat the three. Are you so confident?"
The old man laughed loudly, "Even the big demon like Qingtian dared not rashly kill Lord City Lord. In this demon land, few people dared to kill Lord City Lord."
In the battle that year, the old man said that he was reluctant to lose, and the old Taoist avoided talking about it.
Speaking of it now, what is Qing Tianjun also worried about?
Even if the human race and the monster race don't want to have the tension as before, between the two races, there is no way to say who is afraid of whom.
What's more, as the great demon of the demon land, Lord Qingtian has a respected position, and he is absolutely not afraid of the possibility of a cultivator who climbs the stairs.
Li Fuyao glanced at the old man, stopped talking, just walked forward on his own.
This bluestone path leads straight to the bottom of the lake.
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The lake gradually closed, as calm as before.
After about half of the incense stick, three people appeared on the lake. The first one was the negative kendo man with a long beard, and then there was a barefoot old man riding a bull with white hair.
The last man who appeared was the short figure.
The three people stood on the shore at the same time, but they were far apart.
The barefooted old man looked at the lake and said coldly, "Yan, I'm hiding at the bottom of the lake!"
Negative Kendo stood not far away, and said with a smile: "How to divide that thing, let's make it clear now."
The short man said indifferently: "I want a big head for that thing, so I can do it first."
The barefooted old man looked at these two people and asked with a sneer, "Now let's have a fight?"
Before entering the city, the barefoot old man had a brief battle with the negative kendo man. Although the old man's punch did not achieve any results, it was actually extremely shocking.
Among the three, the negative kendo human whose body is a fox is the most sinister, and the old man whose body is an old ape is the most irritable. If not, he wouldn't be impatient before entering the city.
As for the last man with a short stature, what was the real body.
Knowing the temperament of the white-haired old man, the wooden swordsman stood not far away, with an indifferent expression, and did not say much.
He didn't want to fight with the old ape again before the old Taoist appeared. After all, the old Taoist who said he was injured, he was not sure how much he was hurt, if there was any difference with the previous news. By mistake, he had another fight with this old ape, and both suffered losses. I was afraid that in the end, he would either be taken advantage of by the little man or even the old Taoist priest would not be able to deal with it.
The short man sneered and said, "You and I can make a bet. After you get something, you and I fight a battle, lose that person, give up that part of yourself, dare you?"
The old ape sneered: "Just rely on you, I'm afraid that even the demon pill will be dug out by me."
The short man was noncommittal, but turned his head and looked at the negative kendo man again, "How about you?"
The negative Kendo snorted coldly, "I don't mix."
Among the three of them now, the short man and the old ape are about the same in combat power, and they really want to fight, I'm afraid they won't be able to tell the winner in a short time.
And if the two have to fight before they get something, there will be more uncertainties.
Let the Negative Swordsman deal with the old Taoist alone, he really is not sure.
The old ape opened his mouth and was about to speak when the short man frowned.
On the lake not far away, an old Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe did not know when to appear there.
He stood on the lake and looked at the three people with indifferent eyes.
The short man's blood was tumbling, looked at the old Taoist priest, and licked his lips.
The blood in the monster clan was originally warlike. The short man dismissed the old ape and the negative swordsman because the two men's realm cultivation was not enough to make him feel warlike, but this old Taoist was able to fight back then. The monks who fought against Qing Tianjun, even if they were wounded, were not simple characters.
The old Taoist put his gaze on the short man and asked, "Who will come first?"
Without greetings, without any delay in time, the old Taoist opened his mouth to fight.
The short man licked his lips again, but didn't say a word. Since the old Taoist was definitely injured, whoever took the last shot would take advantage.
The more people who make the move, the more they suffer.
It is said that it is a three-person cooperation, but in fact, all three of them are pregnant.
The old ape, who had always been militant, didn't say anything.
This is especially true for negative Kendo people.
The old Taoist sighed, and then said calmly: "Let's go together."
Before he could say anything, the lake in front of him exploded.
One after another, the majestic aura came with a thunder.
The little man laughed loudly, jumped forward, and swept towards the old Taoist priest. The old ape stepped on the bull's head and followed closely behind.
The negative Kendo person was expressionless, and just threw the wooden sword on his back.
Now there is no need to think about anything, anyway, it is the business to kill the old Taoist first.
Although the three were not ventilated, they all knew the pros and cons.