When Guanxi walked out of the town, he saw white tea standing by the river.

White tea shows people with an old face, but in Guanxi's eyes, it is naturally not a beautiful and handsome man.

Baicha held the teapot with one hand, and the small jade teapot spout was still steaming. If you listen carefully, you would definitely hear the sound of water boiling.

White tea loves tea.

It just doesn't seem to have a tea cup.

Guanxi hesitated a little and did not continue moving forward.

This Buddhist monk was also unable to figure out the situation. Many things had happened tonight, so it must be unusual for this person to appear here.

Bai Cha did not go to the battlefield not far away, but turned to look at Guanxi, "What did you talk to him?"

Bai Cha can know the things about the demon soil. In addition to having so many subordinates searching for what is happening for him every day, he naturally needs to know something that they don’t know.

Some people have to pay the price to buy news, and the same is true for buying news in white tea.

But Guanxi, who should have had a good news, shook his head, "I can't remember it."

Regarding the person Lin Hongzhu is looking for who is almost the same as him, and the reason, even if Lin Hongzhu is not a demon cultivator, it is extremely precious.

Not to mention anything else, putting aside what Lin Hongzhu did, we must also know that this Demon Sect leader is a real cultivator in the Tower Realm.

I’m afraid that under the big monster, there are not many people in this demonic land that can surpass Lin Hongzhu.

This leader of the Demon Sect should have the say that he is worthy of heaven.

Bai Cha shook his head and said no more.

The two of them looked at each other on the battlefield in the distance, and the young swordsman and the strong man from the Turtle clan still had no choice.

Even the initiative and passiveness were not separated.

Li Fuyao's swordsmanship is so exquisite that among his peers, even his senior brother Wu Shanhe could not be better than his swordsmanship. His uncle Xie Lu is the most outstanding swordsmanship on Jianshan. Because of his master Chen Sheng, Xie Lu is very serious about Li Fuyao's teachings. Therefore, Li Fuyao's swordsmanship is considered to be Xie Lu's true teachings.

Under the premise that the tortoise shell could not be penetrated, Li Fuyao made his sword these times, with a tricky angle. Each sword was heading towards the strong man's face. In fact, the most important thing was to stab those eyes.

This way of fighting made the strong man suffer.

The strong man with a proud body looked at Li Fuyao with murderous intent in his eyes.

In the past, when fighting with people, either the other party was killed by his neat axe, or his incomparable physique was exhausted. There was no such thing as today. Li Fuyao's sword seemed to be a threat to him, but each sword was extremely dangerous.

And he couldn't touch Li Fuyao's clothes every time he chopped down.

Li Fuyao, wearing a blue shirt, seemed to him to be even more disgusting by the evil spirits in the town.

Li Fuyao, holding a sword, had a deep eyes. In the past, he tried his best to get close to the enemy, but the other party tried his best not to let him get close to the enemy. The cultivators of the three sects were already weak, so they could not withstand the destruction of Li Fuyao's sword energy.

But this person is different. Li Fuyao's sword energy has no effect on him.

This is the first time Li Fuyao has encountered such a situation and is a little upset.

There is no need to say much about the sharpness of the blue hair. It is not easy for Bai Zhihan to cast this sword. Besides, six thousand years have passed and the sword body does not rot, which is very telling.

Another sword was handed out, and all the powerful sword energy gathered on the sword body. The sword started from Li Fuyao's chest, crossed the chest of the strong man opposite, and stabbed towards it.

The target of this sword was his throat.

The powerful sword energy was extremely sharp, and there was a faint sound of wind passing by my ears.

Baicha stood in the distance and praised him, "This sword is interesting."

Guanxi clasped his hands together and looked extremely calm. Just as Li Fuyao said before, if something happened to Guanxi, Li Fuyao might not have a sword. If something happened to Li Fuyao, he naturally chose to watch on the wall.

This sword showed a strong purpose since the beginning, which made the strong man subconsciously carry the stone axe to block the sword, and then watched the blue silk colliding with the stone axe.

Brush out a string of sparks.

All the powerful sword energy surged out.

This is the strongest sword that Li Fuyao could sweep in Taiqing Realm.

It seems that this indicates that Li Fuyao wants to distinguish the difference with one sword.

The sword energy exploded instantly.

Just like a real thing!

The strong man frowned, and the blue veins on his arm were exposed, pressing down fiercely.

Li Fuyao's arms trembled, but he raised his sword and refused to retreat a little.

Widths of sword energy filled the two of them.

Who can say that the swordsman who let go of his hands and feet fights is completely unwilling to care?

The strong man gritted his teeth and pressed down, and took one hand away to drive away the sharp sword energy, preventing them from getting close to his head.

Li Fuyao suddenly smiled coldly, "Look at another sword?"

The strong man frowned.

Some people think it's not good, but they can't explain why.

A sword light emerged in the darkness.

There was a sword that swept from the darkness.

It was Jian Shijiu, who had been ambushing for a long time.

After evolving into a spiritual palace, he was able to control the nineteenth sword, which was much easier than driving the black hair.

Nineteen came to the back of the strong man's head.

With sword energy.

Feng Lu raised his head and looked at Li Fuyao, thinking to himself that you always put this sword nineteen on your knees all those days, so it was for today?

The strong man was already shocked and a purple light emerged from the palm of one hand, and he was about to reach out to hold the sword nineteen.

Jian Shijiu had reached the back of the strong man in a short time, but he encountered the big hand. He saw that sword was about to be caught by the strong man.

White tea in the distance reached out to pick out a piece of tea from the jade teapot.

Green and green.

The tea leaves swept out quickly and soon reached the strong man's arm, flew slightly, and cut a thin line.

There was no blood flowing like a stream, but the strong man felt that his hands could not move for no reason.

Jian Shijiu stabbed the strong man in a straightforward way.

First there was a clang sound.

Then the sword body bent slightly, and it is difficult to break the back of the strong man's head.

Li Fuyao was sweating profusely and his arms were about to lose strength.

The most terrifying thing is that the sword energy in his spiritual palace is about to be lost.

The white tea smiled slightly, and the tea leaves continued to wander.

Finally, he stopped at the tip of Jian Shijiu.

With a puff.

Sword 19 pierced the strong man's back of his head.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The strong man's eyes were wide open.

Then lose your spirit.

The white tea was very satisfied, and the tea leaf returned to its fingertips.

Thinking of earning a demon pill in the climbing tower realm like this, I still sighed a little

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Time goes back to when he hasn't left Qining Tower yet.

Qinghuai left and returned, and walked back into Qining Tower.

Bai Cha looked at the great demon's descendant in surprise.

"I want to ask someone, Li Fuyao is a swordsman, and his realm is at most very clear. Check if he is in the demonic land."

This is the first sentence she said when she saw Bai Cha for the second time.

Qinghuai posed a demon pill in the morning and evening realm.

White tea opened the file and got the answer in just half a quarter of an hour.

"Here, but it seems like he's going to be in some trouble."

In the file, Li Fuyao's forward route is naturally recorded.

I also know that he is about to approach the small town that has become a ghost realm.

Qinghuai took out a demon pill to climb the tower and put it on the table, saying word by word: "Let him live within his ability."

White tea is a little hesitant, because it is good, and the other is that it is known that if you get any good things, the price will be quite high.
Chapter completed!