Chapter 507: Like a god

He Lu's face is blue.
The treasures of the Baodi Xianjing, headed by the old man Fan Fanran, and the vassal monks of all parties, have complex faces.
It is reasonable to say that this is a rare excitement, or a big excitement, but I am afraid that after watching the excitement, I have become a lively.
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Two dialects hate the Cangwu Lake, what kind of dragon palace landscape, knife cut tofu sword mud? !
Hu Jun Yin Hou did not say a word, standing in the same place, the line of sight was low, just looking at the ground.
This is very chewy. The rich people have smashed a yellow mud wall, and they have to sip a few times. The grand prince’s big squad has broken people, but the loss is a lot of fairy money. A fart to put? Doesn't it mean that Cangwu Lake is the top spot in Yinpingguo? Within a country, the five sacred gods on the mountain and the sect of the mountain will be respected by the sacred lakes. Even the lake prince Yinhou swayed and wore a robes of imperial robes, and they never looked after.
Therefore, the lower the realm is, the more temper is the more dry, not that no one wants to come forward, and the young swordsmen who are surrounded by the heavy enemies are reprimanded. These little monks who originally wanted to be the first birds are still eager to work with He Xiaoxian. The teacher and Huang Yucheng have a fragrant fire that doesn't cost money. They just don't wait to make a sound, they give their old monks, or the predecessors or friends on the road. In the final analysis, people who are kind enough to remind people are also afraid of being surrounded by cowards. A swordsman's swordsmanship, since even the robbers can squat down, then it is a strange flash of a sword, accidentally killing a few people is not surprising.
Fan Yanran no longer sneer at the corner of his mouth, groaning with some looks.
The owner of the Huangpi City, Ye Hao, turned his head and looked at the white sword and swordsman who broke through the two big swords. He asked: "The swordsman must not endlessly die, and the fish will die."
The white sword fairy just throws the scabbard into the ground and inserts it into the ground. He takes out the folding fan that is not on his waist. He doesn’t look at Ye Hao or He Lu. He gently taps the palm of his hand with a folding fan. Intention, the line of sight slid, starting from a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the right hand side, from the upper seat to the lower seat near the entrance of the Dragon Palace, one by one, "I heard that there is a fairy teacher of Meng Liangfeng. The idea is novel, even invited a master of rivers and lakes to eat in the dung bucket, who is it, stand up and let me admire one or two, if you are too lazy to get up, just raise your hand."
On the other side of the Breguet Wonderland, there is a pair of young men and women with negative swords.
In front of this sword fairy, is not the outside of the city in the early morning hours, on the roadside stalls to eat cakes and porridge? The clothing has changed, and the look has changed, but the face is absolutely correct!
The woman smiled bitterly, the younger brother of this crow mouth, the side of the city gate, the old man with the shoulder monkey, is the chief culprit in taking away the fairy treasure, and now the young ranger has become a change. The sword fairy who turned out to be born!
Chen Ping’s gaze finally stayed in the position of a practicing sergeant.
A man who is relatively close to the gate of the palace has shrunk his neck.
Asked the question, no need to answer. The answer is revealed by myself. The monks on the mountain are so self-sufficient and unwilling to contaminate others.
At the entrance of the Chenghuang Temple, I asked who was the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division, and the same small movement of the same city in the Chenghuang Temple. It was quite a drag.
It’s the same now.
Chen Pingan raised his hand, a group of the original fist-sized soul black mist, has been suffocated to the left of the jujube core size, with a finger gently rotating, silky suffocating it, such as grinding disc Chen Pingxiao asked: "This I have forgotten to ask the name of the wild repair, saying that your dream Liang Feng's genealogy is the real behind-the-scenes master. I know that you may not have this brain and courage, so that is Ye Dacheng, or is He Xiaoxian?"
Meng Liangfeng's four temperament morale has to bite his teeth, but the sitting position is still rock solid.
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "I don't want to say it. I just curious about one thing. If not, Huang Yucheng is not very kind."
He Lu slowly stood up and looked back to normal. Lang said: "When one person does something, don't worry about what He Lu came first. With all the grudges in the driving city, I will be here, I am dead. Naturally, swordsmanship is superior, and I have no regrets, how does Jianxian feel?"
Ye Hao smiled slightly.
Not so gambling, today's Cangwu Lake Lake banquet everyone, is a plate of scattered sand, centrifugal away from Germany, the paper is roughly equal to a tribe of the immortal forces, it will dissipate itself as a group of rabble.
Fan Yanran was a little surprised and raised his gaze. This is the ancestor of Baodi Wonderland. For the first time, he looked at this Huangpi City teenager.
In the past, I only thought that He Lu was a monk who didn't lose his own gimmicks. He had a brain, a light man, and he would be a human being. He didn't want to live and die. It was so difficult to be so calm.
If you have a thunder on your chest and you are like a Pinghu, you can worship the general.
It’s about this boy.
This kind of monk with good quality and good intentions, as long as it does not die halfway, the road can be expected! Ye Hao’s great blessings can actually help.
The old man thought in his heart.
It’s hard to be the banquet of the Dragon Palace in the Cangwu Lake. After crossing the storm, I simply agreed to the combination of Shantou and his talents. Anyway, He Lu is a surname, and he is destined to be incapable of inheriting Ye Hao’s Huang Yucheng. He said that he could not be turned into a treasured fairyland by Shantou. This difference can not only make Ye Hao mad, but also help his own squad to go further. Once this pair of enviable golden boy and girl became a fairy godmother, both of them were in Jindan, and the Huanghuang City, which was not connected with green and yellow, was supported by a leafhopper. I believe that as long as the conditions are right, at the time of the dozens of countries, most of them may be the site of Baodi Wonderland. I believe that this account of the young man’s eyes and mind is clear.
"Ye Ye, as long as this person's words are slightly inappropriate, it is necessary to cause public anger, we must not miss the opportunity of hard work."
Therefore, Fan Yiran immediately told Ye Hao with his heart, "Today, both of us and us, abandon the former suspicion, sincere cooperation! Don't hide again, the situation is critical, we must not think about it."
Ye Hao also decisively agreed.
"I thought that you have to say something to be spared and forgiving. But it can be seen that with the many plans of the driving city, the real practitioners are indeed you."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Since He Xiaoxian is so responsible, I respect you as a man. OK, it will come to you, but you can't take the sword. I am only taking your head today at this Dragon Lake Dragon Palace.

He Lu lives.
Don't say other people, just say that Fan Yuran feels a touch of ease.
That Jianxian’s reply is really unprepared, but if it is really killing today, just point it up, even if you kill a few more, as long as you don’t involve too many treasures, why is Fan Haoran not happy? The previous secret agreement with Ye Hao and Huang Yucheng was invalidated.
Ye Hao's look is slightly changed.
Chen Pingan pointed the folding fan to the sword fairy who was inserted obliquely on the ground. "He Xiaoxian, you must be polite, just take the sword. After you die, how many monks, read your kindness. It is also dead."
He Lu couldn’t hold his face again, his eyes shifted slightly, and he looked at Master Ye Hao, who was sitting on the side.
On the side of the bead curtain at the front door of the main hall, I walked out of a beautiful woman and was annoyed: "You are so arrogant! Why is it so arrogant? It is a person who is afraid of your swordsman, who is a monk. , how can you kill so much..."
As the bead curtain was picked up and fell, it squeaked and squeaked like a jewel.
Hu Jun Yin Hou is angry, his head does not turn, and his sleeves are swiftly swept away. "Go back!"
A sleeve smashed the dragon girl into a bead curtain. It sounded like a slamming on the wall on the side of the partial house. Listening to the sound, there was no second sound, which meant that the graceful body was gone. The ground should be trapped inside the wall.
This is not a light weight, but the weight is very good.
Chen Ping looked at the lake Jun wearing the purple robes, smiled and looked around, "a good place."
Hu Jun Yin Hou worships and worships, "Swordsman drove to the cold house, small house, and splendid."
Chen Pingan doubled his hand in the middle of the fan and smiled: "The main temple of the waters of the Quxi Canal, once, you and me on both sides of the lake, a small fight, once again, to gather all the heroes in the Dragon Palace, with I am far away from the city to learn the Tao, once again. The old saying goes that the three things, plus the derogatory rhetoric of the dragon girl, is the fourth time, what should I do?"
Hu Jun Yin Hou did not straighten up, just raised his head, Shen Sheng said: "Sword fairy said how to do, Cangwu Lake Dragon Palace will do it!"
The white sword fairy is undecided, and the understanding is good: "Hu Jun is not in a hurry, wait for He Xiaoxian to shoot the sword and say, if you pull out the sword, you are not dumbfounded. Now fall down these cold allies early. The words of the heart will be linked to your Dragon Palace after the fact, and earn less money from the gods."
Hu Jun Yin Hou eyes pity, bitter smile: "Sword fairy fun."
Chen Pingan pointed to the white-haired old man sitting next to He Lu with a folding fan. "You should come out to remedy the crisis. If you don't speak the word, you can turn the tide, but it's late."
Ye Hao sighed softly.
The old man who had just passed the secret speech of the city owner did not stand or sit for a time.
In the end, it can only be a loss of most of the sharp gas, and the scalp is standing up. "That will let me go through the old things that have been half-cut into the earth, how do you swear by the daring and the swordsman?"
But on the main hall of the Dragon Palace, I only heard that the sword fairy whispered the word "pity". It seems that the look is still unfinished.
The act of the sword fairy is really unreasonable.
Yan Qing turned his head, because the beautifully-looking Cui Wei head around her was secretly pulling her sleeves.
Yan Qing quietly extended a finger to indicate that the gimmick who had never said anything in the teacher’s door did not say anything.
The girl will smile and gently nod her head, and communicate with her heart and mind. "Hey, he is a little man, it’s so weird, I just see a blur, like... The husband chopped the wood and sharpened the knife first, but he faintly looked at him as if he was abandoning the people, the grindstone was not big enough, and the shadow had a silhouette of the city. He was thinking about driving the city with more people... Anyway That's what it means. This guy is really awkward. Before on the Cangwu Lake, I deliberately took a few stupid snakes and stupid snakes to quench my body. This time I will come again. Hey, hey, you know, I used to know. I admire the kind of sword fairy that the ancestors often recited. Now I dare not admire and scare the individual."
Minqing only feels incredible and more convinced.
This is a disordered mood that she has never had since she taught herself.
The teacher’s door is used for the hidden Tibetan immortality, and the meditation of his own kung fu is useless.
The white sword fairy suddenly murmured, seemingly helpless. "Well, you can say it, then you can."
This person's skin capsule looks like it is far from being exposed, but he can't help but be a swordless immortal.
At this time, there were some people on the main hall of the Dragon Palace. They were all awkward and sorrowful. They always felt that the white fairy was in front of him.
Chen Pingan turned to the white-haired man who had already brewed the wording. "It is best to shut up."
A touch of green green Jianguang suddenly appeared, the old man's look changed dramatically, one foot squatting, two sleeves shaking, the whole person turned into a slap-sized origami flying scorpion, began to flee around.
That flying sword is like a shadow.
The escape route of the snow-white paper basket was also very particular. After trying to smash out the entrance of the main hall and being stabbed by a flying sword on the wings, he began to sneak up on the banquet, to those who were swaying, and on several cases. The glass bowl of wine cellar acts as a barrier to the flying sword. For example, a dexterous bird bird wraps around the branches and flowers, and does not stop wearing needles. It is dangerous and dangerous. It scares those who are temperamental and pale, and dare not be in Huangpi City. Ye Hao’s face was screaming, and he was extremely wrong, and his heart was resentful of this old and undead thing.
Chen Ping looked to He Lu, "The last time I remind you to take the sword."
He Lu did not say anything, just holding the hand of the bamboo flute, the blue veins violently.
Ye Hao slowly got up, and he said, "When Jian Xian is safe and sound, we have never really made a big mistake and committed a crime of death. But in the end of the day, it is indeed that we are disturbed by the swords." Clearance, then can we let Huanghua City take the lead, let me Ye Hao personally come forward to help Jianxian make up for one or two?"
The young sword fairy smiled and nodded. "It's natural. With the words of the grandfather of the city, there is nothing to say, there is nothing that can't be discussed under the sun."
Reaching out and grabbing the sword, he will wipe the hand and wipe it with his sword. "Let's say, open a price."
The swordsman’s move was too unexpected. The sword was even more powerful. When he shook his wrist, he threw the sword into the scabbard. Everyone did not understand the hand. What is the significance?
The owner of the city of Huangpi, who has always been known as a gentleman and elegant in the mountains of dozens of countries, suddenly angered: "The erect is dare to kill people in person!"
Everyone brushed up and raised his head, and finally his eyes stayed on the handsome teenager who reached for his neck.
The fairy bamboo flute in the hand has fallen to the ground, such as the cracking of the jade, it is endless.
He Lu’s body shape has retreated a few steps, and there has been blood oozing out of his fingers. The young man’s fairy has already covered his face with tears, and his hand slammed his neck and reached out to Ye Hao. He whispered:
My father saved me. ,help me……"
Fan Haoran was in a state of sorrow, and then felt that he was beaten with a slap in the face, hot and spicy.
She almost didn't get angry and erected, and flew directly to the golden crown given by the immortal!
A good He Lu, a good Ye Hao, a good pair of Tibetan monks and fathers who counted a dozen national monks!
If you and Baochao Wonderland really have the idea of ​​promoting Minqing and Helu as a Taoist, rely on the fathers and sons of the city's wrists, do you want to beat the dog with meat? Shantou is just a simple gimmick who does not care about the earthly world. It is comparable to the old fox who was originally a father and son. This is a step back. Baodi Wonderland, do not come to deceive the ancestors of the ancestors, but when the Tao is finally ruined most of the time, it is really respected the teacher, want to help the teacher to deal with Huang Yucheng, Qing Qing must be powerless!
Fan Yuran sipped a glass of wine and laughed loudly: "Happy and happy, He Lu, this bad kind is really good! Ye Hao, you lost your loved one, and even did not contain hate shots, and Jianxian one higher?! If you kill the enemy, you can bear it. Change it to me. Today, in this Dragon Lake Dragon Palace, death will die."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You will die too, don't worry about reincarnation."
Fan Haoran’s laughter stopped short.
He Lu sees that Ye Hao just wants to reach out, but shrinks his hand, his heart is mournful and desperate, his eyes are blind, and he is staring at the father who is not willing to shoot for himself. The boy’s eyes are full of hatred, then slowly turn his head and finger blood. The more he looked at the horrified face, his eyes turned to beg, "Make clear, save me."
Yu Qing spit out a smoldering gas, grabbed the short sword, stood up, turned his head and looked at the white sword fairy. "This sword is only for yourself."
After Bai Sijian’s hands were negative, he smiled and nodded:
Please be benevolent and beg the dead. This filthy dragon palace has finally produced a decent person who cultivated the Tao.

Yan Qing stood with a short sword and smiled. When her mood returned to the clear, the gods flowed, the spirits flowed through the body, and the crown of gold crowned, the woman who was fascinated by the country was even more fascinated.
It’s just that it’s so beautiful, but all the temperamentians in the Dragon Palace’s hall still feel inexplicable.
Then he Lu back, and finally backed against the wall, fell to the ground, sitting in the ground.
Eventually a skull slipped to the ground.
That point is far less than the sound of the thunderous earthquake, so that all the monks felt a heavy hammer in their hearts, and some breathless.
Huang Lucheng, He Lu, is so dead.
A genius who has hope and Ye Hao and Fan Yiran standing side by side in the foothills, is this corpse separated?
Look at the charming fairy, and it’s full of surprises.
It is also the most outstanding prince of heaven on the top ten countries.
He Lu is such a heart-wrenching person, but it is less transported before he died in this exotic country, the Cangwu Lake Dragon Palace, but this fairy has a clear chance to clear himself, how can the brain get so fluent? ?
Then, this pair of golden children who almost became the gods and monks, how did they get there?
Still speaking, the roots of the roots are deep, and when I see the lover’s death, the sorrow will be angry, and the sword will be angry.
Just throwing a sword at a genuine sword, it’s really not that we can’t look down on you and take it for granted.
It is a crucial moment in the Qing Dynasty to hold the sword and the young swordsman.
The vision is born!
Near Yezhong’s centered seat, a case filled with precious wines exploded, and the two sides of the martial arts flew straight out and hit a large piece.
A sturdy body that radiated golden light, after breaking the case without warning, stepped on the ground, the entire Dragon Palace trembled with one hand, then handed out, and flew out the white sword fairy directly, the walls of the hall were all It was hit by the spot, not only that, but the sound of breaking the wall sounded again and again.
This punch.
Is it really a dream Liang Feng under the five-level practicing Qi Shi can be handed out?
Fan Yuran and Ye Hao quickly looked at each other and saw the shock and panic from the other side's eyes.
This person hides so deep, it is not the chess pieces of both sides!
Maybe it is the real acquaintance with the monkey old man and the silver screen national fox queen!
This boxing sneak attack, as long as there is no defense in advance, it is their two Jin Dan are absolutely unable to support, must be seriously injured on the spot.
The man who is not surprisingly fascinated, gathered a fist of his life’s fists, and after he passed it out, he immediately shattered his entire arm and sagged, but the man was full of arrogance and regarded the palace as a full-fledged monk. The chicken dog, cheerfully laughed and said: "This boxer is supposed to be handed over to the old thief of the summer. I didn't want to be robbed by a girl who likes to wear garlic."
The man looked through the wall that was opened like a door, and looked at the distance from the dust. "I said that you are a reasonable figure in the sword, and you have a golden body. Now, how can you still have a golden body? What? My fist is the real golden body Wufu smashed, but also the five internal organs to crush the six smashed, on the spot!"
The man spit out a water, and squinted at the sword on the ground. "Swords and swords, what's the stuff! Forbearing you for a long time, a sword went down and slaughtered a chicken scorpion that looked at the sea. Is it really invincible?"

Hu Jun Yin Hou mouth tilted, and then the amplitude is getting bigger and bigger, and finally the whole face is swaying and smiling.
Fan Yanran also laughed.
Only Ye Hao was relieved, but when he glanced at the headless body on the wall, he was depressed and still could not smile.
Fortunately, this young child with hidden identity is, after all, a Taoist monk who has a successful Taoist system. He has already gathered his soul in several key palaces.
It’s just such a good innate body. It has the qualification of the so-called golden branch and jade leaf. Where can I find it later? How will you be in Jindan in the future? Even the blue is better than the blue, better than the blue, with a Huangpi city to go higher in the mountains?
The rest of the three dreams of the Qiufeng Fengqi, one by one swallow.
This week, a few sticks can not beat the fart of the younger brother, how can it suddenly become a top master who punches out like a thunder?
He was standing in the same place.
Above the main hall, even if you know that the legendary golden body master is an enemy or a friend, you can still start to make a loud cheer, and slap the table one by one. Some people directly pick up the jug and have a headache. Pure Wufu has a thumbs up, and some people have begun to praise the dream country not only for the prosperity of the literature, but also for such a long-term martial arts. It’s true that they dreamed of becoming a hegemony. They should have swallowed neighboring countries and said that they could all become a great dynasty. It is.
Yan Qing stood in the noisy, full of festive halls, and his heart was hollow.
Fan Xiaoran laughed and leaned back, and the old man also learned the rough monk, and raised his thumb to the head. "Taro, you have made a wonderful work! Good Nizi, back to Baodi Wonderland, will definitely be the founder." The weight of the church is rewarded for you, I want to see who dares not to be convinced!"
The first one noticed something wrong.
It’s the sly head that blinks. Only this moment, she does not say small gestures, that is, the heart of the lake is not open.
The Jiaoyan girl began to sit in danger and became a wood man.
Then it was the Wufu man who secretly climbed to the golden body step by step in Mengmeng.
When the man's face was dignified, Ye Hao and Fan Yuran realized that things were not very good.
Hu Jun, who originally wanted to get acquainted with the man, also put away a smile on his face and quickly calmed down.
A white sword fairy walked out of "a door" and finally appeared on the main hall.
Fan Qiran, who is in the middle of the position, has already been crawling, and the fire has given way to Jian Xian and the gold body master.
I saw that Jian Xian patted the shoulders, shook the white sleeves, and smiled and said: "Previously on the ferry, some people said that the Jin Dan in the boat here is a paper." The man slowly moved to the dream Wu Guofu, where is there a sign that the "five internal organs are crushing and smashing"?
As he walked, he smiled and said: "Now I see you in this golden body, but I can't go anywhere. It's made of mud, or is it not dried, so I interrupted one of my arms? pain?"
The man said: "You are actually a distant Wufu! Is it not?! It is not a sword fairy at all, is it right? Before I punch, give me a plain and clear statement!"
The man stuck to the abdomen with one hand and helped the forehead with a hand. "This big brother, don't be like this, really, you told so many jokes at the Dragon Palace today, I was lucky in the car-free city. Dead, the result is going to be alive and laughing here."
Hu Jun Yin Hou lamented, sitting on the steps, holding his head in his hands, he was embarrassed, Lao Tzu was a fate. Let's fight, how do you love tossing, so toss, and ruin the Dragon Palace, my Yin Hou, just wrinkle my brow, I will follow the sword fairy a surname.
Some young monks want to laugh and dare not laugh.
Bai Yi Jian Xian turned his head and looked at Fan Ruran and Hu Jun Yin Hou. "I am the body of Wu Fu, the body of the golden body. Is it the news that you spread out? Do you know that you have misunderstood me so much? Are you empty?"
The man took a deep breath and smiled. He did not retreat at a slight point. He took a step back from his right foot and lifted up only the arm that could only be used. He put up a fist and a complete posture. "Take you in the same situation with me." Wu Fu, or the sword fairy flying around, then I will teach and teach."
Chen Pingan glanced at the other three monks, Meng Liangfeng, and took back his gaze. He smiled and said: "It seems that you have a dream of hiding in the country. I am a little bit thankful."
The man stepped forward, and his fists were like a flood. The whole palace swayed. Almost all the cases were high, and when everyone thought it was a deadly battle, the man was actually a Backward, if you are rushing to the thunder, you will crash into the wall behind you without "opening the door". After breaking it, it seems that it is the fairy of the thousand-mile mountain river, and there is no trace in an instant.
It is worthy of the golden martial arts that had never been seen in the past two hundred years, and the body is indeed a ghost, and it is hard to prevent.
Just above the main hall, the white sword fairy did not figure out.
Then the newly opened wall door, the legendary golden body Wufu, then stepped back and walked back.
There is only one big sleeve and palm from the heart of the man.
Not only did it instantly block the way of the martial arts master, but also the life and death judgment, the sword fairy directly with a left hand, pierced the other's chest and back!
White Swordsman raised his right hand, held the man's head and pushed it gently.
Flying lightly and fluttering, just fell to the center of the hall.
White Sword Fairy shook his sleeves, and a bunch of scarlet blood splashed on his side.
And over the hall, the origami flying scorpion is still escaping, avoiding the green sword light behind the buttocks.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I haven't played enough yet?"
The green and shining flying sword suddenly accelerated, the paper was turned into powder, and the white-haired old man with flesh fell heavily on the floor of the hall.
The flying sword plunges back to the master's side, as the bird depends on the person, slowly flowing, extremely docile.
Chen Pingan glanced at the girl in a green dress, the latter grinning.
Chen Pingan also smiled and said: "Huang Yucheng He Lu, Baoji Fairyland Qing, Cangwu Lake Hu Junyue Hou, these three, there is no one to tell you, it is best to put the battlefield directly on that ride In the city, maybe I am the most constrained, and you are the most secure. It is hard to kill me. At least you have a greater chance of running?"
Hu Jun Yinhou released his hand and raised his head. "Sword fairy, I mentioned this one, and He Lu also agreed. He also came up with a lot of chain buckles. For example, in various ways, the people are swarming. Straight into the ghost house and the like, just to the end, both sides feel too close to the driving city, it is easy to alarm you, the sword can take the sword to take a thousand steps outside the big sword fairy, who are not willing to go to die first, Huang Yucheng and The monks in Baodi Fairyland are rich in gold. They don’t take the lead. The rest of the vassal hills are not all fools. If you have money to make a life-saving flower, whoever is willing to do it and quarrels, you have to give up. Jianxian, I should Said, should not say, have said, and then, casually kill, I am the Dragon Palace, the millennium foundation, do not pay attention. After today, as long as the sword is graceful, I am lucky not to die, Cangwu Lake must repair the landscape of the city Air transport is a redemption."
After hearing the beginning of the sentence, Yan Qing was white and shivered.
The heart is not stable, the aura of the gas is not stable, and the hand holding the sword is even more unstable.
Chen Pingan put his fingers together and waved gently.
The owner of the Huangpu City was deliberately motionless. Ye Hao allowed the long sword to penetrate the chest and nail himself to the wall.
And only a foot away from Fan Yanran's eyebrows, hovering a green flying sword with a sharp tip of the sword.
The old man is also not moving.
"Just count the most intelligent of you, one will judge the situation more than one, this point, I really admire you, there is no sneer."
Chen Ping sighed and sighed, slowly moving forward, then glimpsed a jug, and took a hand, holding the jug in one hand, holding a cup, pouring a glass of wine, taking a sip, and smiling. If there are a few other dears present, or if they are seen by the people in the driving city, they can’t be jealous of me, and the people’s grievances are boiling, and the people’s grievances are in vain. And the people who have not really killed and killed, there are not a few broken arms and legs to vomit that a few barrels of blood, what is the reason to break people's good and evil, life and death, why is so aggressive, killing, this is not a bit The heart of the bodhisattva, presumably and the person who was killed, is the top of the hill..."
In this case, I heard that all the martial artists were all over the body.
Listen to the meaning of this big sword fairy?
Still not finished?
Chen Ping looked at the old man sitting in the first place. "You are lucky, there is no such good son, so we are negotiating."
Then he turned his head and licked his eyelids. "Yecheng Lord can hardly say it."
The girl's eyelashes in the green dress moved.
Still learning the old monk is sitting, not moving, not moving, not moving, is relying on the door that seems to be the eccentric magical power of the ancestors, and steal a sneak peek.
Chen Pingan suddenly stopped, it seems that in a flash, there is no sword and fairy, the look is exhausted, full of tiredness, and the eyes are bleak, just like the long sword running through the body of the leaf, the golden light is not obvious, he looks around, and After pouring a glass of wine, throw the jug back to the original place, and then pour the wine glass in front of him, as if to give a tomb toast, said to himself: "But those days after the robbery, give the city temple devout Burning incense, smashing the head and smashing the people over and over again, just by the way, they are really weak. For many truths, most of them, especially those who choose to be silent, don’t know for the rest of their lives. What. So they worship the city grandfather, worship the wrong, worship the fire god, but can not be more right, I am right to them, with some of your monks clean, clean and cultivate, ignore the world, hate the red dust, is the same, I don’t like it, I don’t like it, there’s nothing to say right or wrong, there are thousands of avenues under the foot, who is not walking. You say, with the driving city of God of Fire? In the end, you seem to be on the roof of the temple, and I am not ignoring me. Sentences? Instead, I also slammed into the sea of ​​clouds, and the golden body was broken. I was really unable to speak at the time, otherwise I must swear you a few words and kick you back to the temple to stay, Xiaotian Robbery, I will die? I almost died. I am also a monk, half dead, afraid of anything. Before that, I counted how much, you and I met late, I can’t wait to talk to you. Of course, see you soon. I will not say that people are still sneaky, who can believe who."
In the words.
Fan Yanran’s eyebrows rang out.
If the head is hit hard, lean back.
Instead, Ye Hao is still innocent, just kneeling and nailed to the wall.
But the old man must have no real death, because the face of the old man was withered, but there was an unusual air smash in the Dragon Palace, and it flashed away.
The young sword fairy seems to be somewhat helpless, crushing the wine glass in his hand. No way, the Zhang Yuqing Guangming has long been ruined. Otherwise, this kind of genital means that can smash the fog and hide the life of a golden dan, is unpredictable, as long as the Zhang Chongxuan Department’s Yunxiao Palace is a symbol, an instant In the land of a few squares, most of the old ancestors of the Baodi Fairyland still could not run. As for the war after his own, it is impossible to draw a character, not to mention the "Dan Shuzhen" of his mastery, and he has not been able to deal with this situation.
Therefore, the monks on the mountain have always been successful and easy to kill, especially the martial arts who are among the Jin Dan, who have no life-saving means.
This point, pure Wufu will be more straightforward, catching and killing, often losing is death.
But it doesn't matter, the old crown is still in the crown.
It may be that you can not take it, or you may be escaping from this thing and you will reveal obvious signs. The old man is too jealous of his flying sword.
Chen Ping took out the folding fan, swayed with two fingers, slowly opened and closed, smiled and said: "Why, what do I believe in what I say? Then I said that I am a six-dimensional Wufu, it is not a sword repair, you believe it or not. ?"
Chen Ping looked at one of the monks of Meng Liangfeng. "What do you want to see?"
The man squatted directly, yelling at the scorpion and shouting: "Swordsman said 啥, small letters!"
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the pair of young men and women with a negative sword. He said, "It’s so good, and you meet again. With the trip to the city, the two immortals can gain something?"
The young man sat down on the ground.
The young woman whispered: "Returning to the sword fairy, there is no gain."
Chen Pingxiao asked: "The old man with the monkey on his shoulder, in the melee, did not miss you?"
The young woman martyrly said: "As soon as I saw him, we fled directly."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "It is the case. Later, let your younger brother have a better temper, and then go down the mountain to practice, walk the rivers and lakes, and see more."
The young swordsman who is unpredictable by this temperament is chilling, and the young female repairs are not a little bit of joy. I only feel that everything is all right. I don’t have to think about it. She and her younger brothers have to eat and hang. He Lu, a golden body of Meng Yuguo, Fan Yuran, the old Huang Yicheng dedicated to Zhu Xian, the city owner Ye Hao, dead death, wounded injury, and the sword fairy to talk about the sky, which Have a good end?
Chen Ping smashed his eyebrows, frowned slightly, and then stretched instantly, laughing at the two men: "The meeting is the fate, you go first."
The soft-hearted younger brother climbed up and flew to the entrance of the main hall.
His sister could not discourage him. He felt that he was immediately a scene cut by a flying sword. He never thought that the younger brother not only ran away, but also hurriedly shouted: "Sister and hurry!"
The young female repairer saw the white-sworded celestial smile that looked like a spring breeze and a sigh, and like the abyss of the ancient well. He hesitated a moment and said: "Thanks to the swordsmanship and the law!"
She fought and ran aura, slowly plucking out the sacred hall of the Dragon Palace.
Chen Ping went straight ahead and stepped up the stairs. Hu Jun Yin Hou sat there.
As for the flying sword, it always lingers around the white sword.
Swordsman, you are free, I am still playing with my fingers and thoughts.
Chen Pingan did not sit in the position of the emperor's dragon chair, just sticking his fingers and knocking, like... checking the goods?
Chen Pingan turned and held the handle of the dragon chair with his hands, facing the people in the hall. "I am a blind man. I can’t tell you that people are bad. I will be half-hearted for you. Tonight, at the banquet, half dead, half live. You are either a close friend, or you can't wait to fight the deadly enemy of the brain. Anyway, you are always familiar with your family's family. Let's talk about who did what evil, try to be as big as possible, the more shocking the world, the better, others have You don't have it, but you just have to be a good person, then you have a chance to live."
Silently silent on the main hall.
The white sword fairy smiled again: "Add a sentence, the mountain is called to fight, count what, do not count. Tonight we only talk about the mountain."
Suddenly there was a tender and crisp voice that sounded softly. "Sword fairy, now it is still daytime, should not say 'tonight'."
Chen Pingan looked at the person who spoke. It was the girl in the green dress who looked at the seating arrangement. It was a relatively important child of Baodi Wonderland.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me. I think this hall of the Dragon Palace is brightly lit and I think it is night."
Ye Hao suddenly said: "The sword of Jian Xian is not a magic weapon. It is so, but it is correct."
Chen Pingan waved his hand. "Know that you are the means of these golden gods, and they will come out in an endless stream."
Ye Hao haha ​​laughed, but went straight ahead, letting the long sword pass through the body and stay on the wall.
Ye Hao sighed: "I didn't think that Huanghua City has fallen to this point. The son who is most hopeful to inherit the family business is dead. The chief sacrifice is dead. My Ye Hao also hurt the avenue. This life has no hope to go up that step. This sword fairy, how can I do what Ye Hao does, in order not to chase after Huang Yucheng, to scribble our roots?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's very simple. You don't have to confuse me here. If you can't break your Golden Dan, you will quickly go to the back of your mountain. After the previous day, he was in the city. If you don’t guess wrong, you have something to do with him. The realm of the person is very high, and it hurts me. When he comes, we just have to calculate the old account together. But if he can call the person The behind-the-scenes people who succeeded in winning the treasure, together with me to deal with such a younger generation, even if your face is big, I can only run on the soles of the feet, we have a channel master under the lake, there is a block in her temple. The plaque is excellent and the green water is flowing."
Ye Hao reluctantly said: "Since Jian Xian has broken the secret plane, is it that he can only not die, will not let me take away the soul of He Lu?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I would like to say that you will take away the three souls and seven scorpions of He Xiaoxian, so that you can show your clues in the distance. Even if I said this before, do you dare to do this? I see you not meeting."
Ye Hao nodded: "It really won't, then as the sword fairy said, the green water will flow!"
The owner of the Huangpi City directly crushed the jade card at the waist.
The figure disappeared out of thin air.
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the roof. It seemed that the line of sight had already traveled to the far side of the Cangwu Lake.
This jade card, the effect of shrinking the ground into an inch, is actually more exaggerated than the square inch of a gold material.
Chen Ping smashed his eyebrows.
The headache is cracking.
The long sword on the wall, the golden light flashed, pierced into a key acupoint of He Lu, who had no head.
Then there was a black smoke pouring out of the body of the dew, instantly turning into the Ten Commandments, trying to go all the way, but was swayed by the white swordsman, all squatting on the wall, turning into ashes.
When he looked up, he had already calmed down. "You can start to make facts and cherish them. I believe that you have been able to help yourself in the past years of martial arts."
The white sword celestial empties, the scabbard plucks back to himself, and the long sword is sheathed in midair.
He sat on the dragon chair and his cross sword was on his knees.
Yan Qing faced the white sword fairy sitting in the high place, Shen Sheng said: "This kind of you, it is terrible!"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't say you, I am afraid of myself."
The girl in the green dress quickly grabbed the wrist of Yan Qing, her face was anxious, and there were some tears in her eyes. She said to her heart: "Hey, please don’t say it again. He has already killed you twice before. Cut this. Plus this time, it is just three things he said! The sword fairy talks, the cloud cover the fog, who can't understand it, but his general mind can't lie to me, 晏师姑, count me Are you good? When you are up and down, it is yours and your second ancestor who are sincere to me. I don't want you to die too."
Chen Ping’s elbows were on the handle of the dragon chair, his body was skewed and he was sitting lazily.
If I don’t say it, I will just slash it.

So some people began to expose the details of another martial artist.
It is a cave monk of the hostile martial art.
The sects are not deep, the monks are not high, and the bad things are not too small.
It was the person who opened it and carefully selected it.
Life and death, do not move your mind, do you have to go to the legendary Hades Palace and shout again?
The Cangwu Lake Dragon Palace is still bright and inseparable.
However, the scene on the lake is already a crescent moon, and it is quiet and serene.
On the other side of the driving city, the lights were turned off early, the lanterns were taken off, and every household was closed, and they did not dare to increase the brightness at night.
Bibo separated, and walked out of a young sword fairy with a white back sword. Next to him was the one who had eaten a reassuring lake.
As for the Dragon Palace, it took so long to squabble, and finally died most of the time, instead of saying half of it in advance.
None of the people who survived, no one felt that the sword singer had a bad temper and he survived.
Chen Pingan has a crystal clear porcelain bottle in his hand. There is a green water flowing in it. This bottle is the essence of water transport. It is rare and worthy of money, and it is tantamount to a timely rain.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Hu Jun, do you say that your luck is good, or is it bad?"
The lake Jun, who has not had the purple robes, smiled and said: "I don't want these at all. After I am in the lake, I will definitely protect this water and soil. It is too long-term, I dare not believe in the river, I will honestly follow The commander of Jianxian, protecting the waters of the vast lakes, has a good weather for a hundred years, and there is no natural disaster. As for man-made disasters, it is still following the swordsman’s embarrassment and going with it."
"Is it a mouthful? This is a good saying among your water gods."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "There is still something, don't forget."
Hu Jun Yin Hou bowed his fist and said: "Don't remember it in mind, Jian Xian only cares, if it is not, Jian Xian will return from his travels, passing through this lake, and then hacking me with a sword."
The white sword fairy, so the sword went away.
Not only did he not have the robes, but also the dragon lake Hu Jun who had not had the dragon chair. After a long time, he did not get up straight, and waited until he touched the young sword fairy for more than a hundred miles, and then he exhaled.
I never thought that if I survived, I would feel very happy.
The impermanence of the avenue is nothing more than this.
Previously, the sword fairy was in the hall of his own Dragon Palace. How did it feel like a city grandfather with a reward and punishment?
Strange quirks.
This is probably the true sword of the legend.
The two women tried to avoid the water and came to the lake. Hu Jun Yin Hou saw the beauty again at this moment. He only felt that his eyes were hot and they were all the ravages of the monks in the fairy tales. A disaster!
Hu Jun Yin Hou snorted and drowned.
The little girl in the green dress complained: "The sword fairy is so greedy, and after the ancestor's golden crown of Fan's ancestors, even the singer's head is on, don't let go! This is all right, I am also very interested in asking if there is any small summer money. Gu Yuqian, sure enough, I don’t admire Jianxian is right, this geese have been plucked by swordsmen, and they are not swordsmanship!"
It turns out that Minqing has no crown in the top.
She took the girl's hand and looked into the distance. She looked stunned and smiled. "Yes, Cui Weitou admires this kind of person."
The girl hugged her arms and shook it gently. She asked: "Why, why don't we return to the treasures with the teacher's door, the world outside, the danger."
Yan Qing suddenly smiled: "Cui Yutou, let's not go back to the division, go to the rivers and lakes?"
The girl thought about it, the smile bloomed, and the radiance shined. "Well, I have long wanted to secretly drink!"
When the monks and birds of the Dragon Palace in the Cangwu Lake were scattered.
The white fairy immortal sword entered the city, but did not go directly to the ghost house.
Instead, he took the sword behind his back and landed in a dark alley. He bent over and picked up a small summer money. He took the money and shot it on his forehead with a folding fan. He seemed to be self-confident and muttered: "This kind of Dirty hands are also money? At the end of the lake, the Dragon Palace has made such a big fortune, it’s not too bad. If you forget it, you’re right, don’t hesitate, don’t worry, don’t be a monk for so many years. I earn money, I practice, I practice boxing, who is doing poorly, who is the son of a grandson. It is difficult to kill Yuan Ying, and I am losing with myself. Well, lost, it is quite miserable. After all, isn’t it amazing for me?

I am afraid that only Jiang Shangzhen, or Chong Xuan Department Yang Cui is here, I can understand.
The big sleeves were shaken, and the white-sworded swordsman was so leisurely and leisurely, and walked back to the ghost house.
Occasionally, the door who passed through the portal gave birth to a little aura, and it was instantly retired and hid.
A little toe, turned over the wall and landed in the yard.
After Chen Ping’s landing, he immediately narrowed his eyes.
Du Yu was shocked, such as a ghost in the daytime, and quickly spread a hand, revealing the palm of the hand that I don’t know how many deputies can buy the armored nails of the demon. Although the teeth fight, the drums still complain. Dao: "Predecessors, one who first claimed to be Zhou Fei, and said that he was called Jiang Shangzhen, said that he was a good brother of his predecessors. He took the child away. I gave him a set-up technique, and the whole body could not move. Less than, he also said that the little orphan had the qualification of practice, he brought back to Baoliangzhou, and the predecessors don't have to worry, just travel to the north with confidence."
Chen Ping nodded, picked up the sword fairy and waved it, even the sword with a sheath and nailed into a column, and then sat on the bamboo chair, don't raise the sword, Feijian fifteen quickly plunged into it, Chen Peacefully lie back, slowly said: "Know it. This gold armor pill, you keep it, it is yours, you don't have to be polite with that guy, anyway, he has money, he has more money."
Du Yuhuan was happy and stunned for a long time, but still couldn’t hold on to the smiling face. Finally, he could sit on the small bench with An An’s heart and carefully look at the valued soldier’s armor.
Chen Pingan glanced at him and smiled. "I won't stay here for a long time. When you arrive, I will leave the city with me, and then I will go to each other. But I will tell you in advance, and your future life and death will be me." I can say that it is not mortal. I have already spoken to Cangwu Lake Lake. After this North Tour, I will return to the south in the future. For you, it is also considered a talisman, but it is still not a life-saving character. With the plan of the driving city, if I did not guess wrong, behind the scenes is not a big monk, but two, for one of them, it is very likely to be related to the nightmare country, he has succeeded, kill me... the reason is yes However, it may not be too persistent. Of course, the better situation is that they don’t shoot for me. I don’t die in the north. The amulet has been used. I’m not your ancestors, then you’re Du Yu. Ask for more blessings. So if you are killed someday, it must be at least Yuan Ying’s shot. When I try to help you revenge, it is.

Some words.
Chen Ping still did not speak.
For example, Jiang Shangzhen does things, never dragging water.
Maybe in addition to seeing Du Yu, there is something that Jiang Shangzhen disdains and talks with outsiders.
This authentic spectator, who was born in the sect of the immortal, is a pedigree of Chen Pingan who thinks that acting is more wild than wild repair.
And Liu Shucheng, Liu Shucheng, Liuhu, Qinghai, and Liu Zhimao, Qingxia Island, are hard to get rid of, and Chen Pingan is clear and clear, not to mention Jiang Shangzhen still... rich.
Chen Pingan is not sure that this guy will encounter Cui Dongshan. Who is the magic weapon?
Estimated that two people each have a small bench and a melon seed, and then do not do it, that is, a magic weapon for one person, you come over, I lost it, can the two sides stay for one night?
So still have to make more money.
Plus the child who is inexplicably equal to "falling into the money nest" is regarded as the human condition that Chen Chen owes, not too small.
This makes Chen Pingan somewhat helpless.
After Du Yu carefully thought about it, he carefully took the gold armor into his sleeve. His mother was really sinking, and his eyebrows opened his eyes and smiled: "Predecessors, it’s really not my Du Yu boasting, I have experienced so many things with my seniors, this will I am courageous!"
Chen Pingan looked to Du Yu.
Du Yu smiled, "I can pull it down!"
It’s just that I’m going to talk about it first, and I’m not going to drive my seniors.
Chen Pingan opened the folding fan, gently swayed, and smiled brilliantly: "Hey, after meeting Jiang Shangzhen, Du Yu brothers have a good skill."
Du Yu thief smiled and said: "Don't dare, Jiang's predecessors are the peers of their predecessors, my juniors in this junior generation, shooting horses."
Chen Ping closed his eyes and smiled: "It is disgusting again."
Du Yu scratched his head.
After dawn, the predecessors explained that he was going to do a strange thing, and went to the shop in the driving city to buy the Spring Festival couplet, the painted door and the spring and blessing characters.
Du Yu is uneasy, but he is not afraid to give people a dung when he goes out, but he is afraid to give the mountain goddess such as Fan Laozu and Yechengzhu, and use the soft persimmon to grasp the opportunity and take a chance to slap and kill himself.
Last night, the predecessor’s trip to the Cangwu Lake, the result, the seniors did not say, Du Yu did not dare to ask.
Du Yu rushed to buy things that have not been touched in this life, not only paying the money, but also giving some broken money to reward the money.
His mother's Laozi is now to be kind and eye-catching every day, and to be kind to others!
In case of scaring the children on the street, Du Yu wants to take the initiative to recognize the wrong.
The wind and the water all went back to the ghost house. Du Yu stood outside the door, carrying the parcel, wiping the sweat, the rivers and lakes were sinister, and murdered everywhere, and it was still a little closer to the predecessors.
At this time, Du Yu was on the road to see who is hiding the deep master.
Then the predecessors took the parcel and did not need Du Yu to help. He started posting the door couplet, and those spring characters.
When the current generation posted the last spring word, he looked up and was speechless.
Du Yu did not come to think of the predecessors once said "spring breeze once", but also said that this is the best statement in the world, should not be bad.
The two left the ghost house.
The predecessors went to the ruins of the bonfire gods. Wherever they went, the people were scattered and stunned.
On the other side of the main hall, the seniors squatted on the ground and took out the three musk. After the fragrant scented into the ground, he smiled and said: "You can't swear your wish, you will pull it down when you close your eyes, or let you come back with me." Heart. Next time, after you finish me, don't forget to ask me to drink."
Du Yu did not know why the predecessors said this, the of fire, the of fire, who could not die any more, couldn’t he survive? Even if the temple was rebuilt, the local government reshaped the clay statue, and did not give the Yinping Kingdom court the elimination of the landscape. But how many incenses do you need, and how many people can revive the golden body with the pious wishes of the people in the city?
The two left the city after driving together.
After some time, I walked for a few days, and then one day, the predecessor who had no longer fightd the green shirt, took out the brawl and the mountain stick, and carried the bulky bamboo box, but still wearing a white snow. robe.
Chen Pingan handed Du Yu two pages of paper. "One is called the yang qi to pick up the light, and one is called the broken slogan. After walking the rivers and lakes, doing good deeds is your own thing, but if you meet some You can do the extra things that you can do, such as when you are a warrior, or if you are doing a demon slayer to kill the people, you can use these two symbols. Otherwise, you should not Greedy, learn the method of drawing characters, also when they are two pieces of waste paper, can you get it? If you think about it, then you decide not to pick it up. If you take it, remember to destroy it after reading it. If you don't pick it up, just leave, no. Tightening."
Du Yu did not hesitate to pick up the two sheets of paper. "Predecessors are relieved, just like the predecessors said, life and death are all self-seeking. I took these two pieces of paper today and will learn to become the fairy home taught by my predecessors. Fu Yu, as long as it is not the kind of mortal situation, and there is that kind of heart, I will definitely do it!"
The man smiled and patted Du Yu’s shoulder.
It’s good.

Du Yu actually had some tears.
Look at the figure that the predecessor is getting away.
Du Yu suddenly asked: "Since the predecessors are swordsmen, why not go to the sword?"
The man just helped the fighting, swinging his hand and moving on.