Su Yiwen Lingzhao

It was raining heavily, and the night was like ink.

Someone Shi Shiran walked into this ruined temple!

This unusual and strange scene also aroused the vigilance of Uncle Yong and others for the first time.

As they got closer, Su Yi and the others finally saw the person coming.

I saw the man walking on cloud-patterned boots, wearing a crown of hair and feathers, eyebrows like ink, nose like hanging gallbladder, and holding a folding fan.

"This guy is so pretty."

The girl in uniform stayed for a while, and murmured subconsciously.

It seemed a bit inappropriate to describe a man as beautiful, but she really couldn't find a more appropriate word.

"Look out, miss, this person isn't easy anymore."

"In the wilderness, the temple is ruined, and there are sneaky places, this young man better leave quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for waiting!"

One of the guards shouted, and the words were cold, threatening and tempting.

The young man stood three feet in front of the main hall, playing with a folding fan in his hand, and said leisurely: "You're welcome? Haha, if it wasn't for my soft heart, you might have been devoured by ghouls long ago. There's only one layer of stinky skin left."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and their hearts were churning.

"Are you a demon from the Yin Shamen?"

Uncle Yong said solemnly.

"Wrong, those yin-shamen guys are just the little scumbags that I accepted."

The young man shook his head and said, "The reason why I came to see you this time is because I have a similar idea. As long as you all worship me as the Lord and serve me faithfully, you can live."

Feel.

"I worship you as the Lord? How holy are you, what qualifications do you have to speak such big words?"

The girl in uniform snorted.

"When you submit to me, you will understand my identity."

The young man smiled slightly and looked up at the girl in uniform.

Om!

Uncle Yong had quick eyes and quick hands, pressed a hand on the shoulder of the girl in uniform, and his tongue burst into thunder, "Miss, keep the spirit platform clear and bright!"

The words are like thunder and thunder, resounding through the void, sweeping away the demon atmosphere, shaking the eaves and tiles.

The girl in uniform woke up suddenly with a buzzing sound in her ears.

Just now, she was stunned by a demon and completely lost consciousness!

"Yo, a Qi Gathering Realm Great Perfection martial artist, your body is well tempered."

The young man looked at Uncle Yong with admiration, giving the impression that he was picking out the goods in the store, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"So, if I don't agree, you are going to use force?"

Taking a deep breath, Uncle Yong's momentum changed, his blood was steaming like a wolf, and even his words were like thunder, revealing a terrifying power that shook people's hearts.

This is the Qi Gathering Great Perfection Martial Artist, Qi and blood are like wolf smoke, and Gang Qi is like thunder!

If you see an ordinary ghost, it will be like seeing a round of sun, and will be killed by the monstrous qi and blood power on him.

The young man didn't care, but said: "I'm giving you a chance to live, I advise you to cherish it, if you do it..."

His blood-colored pupils narrowed slightly, glanced at Su Yi and the others, and then said, "I promise, no one can leave this place alive."

The words are casual, but full of contempt and confidence.

Uncle Yong and others all sank in their hearts, and their expressions became more and more solemn.

"You protect the lady."

Taking a deep breath, Uncle Yong stepped out.

At that moment, he was like a sharp sword unsheathed, his bones roared like thunder, and his blood roared like the Yangtze River.

Clang!

Uncle Yong drew his knife out of the sheath and rushed out.

And Uncle Yong's figure is like a thunder rushing forward, as fast as an electric light.

The majestic and brave scene made the girl in uniform and others amazed.

Only Su Yi shook his head secretly.

I saw the young man standing still, knocking the folding fan in his hand at will.

Clang!

"You can't."

The young man shook his head and lifted the folding fan in his hand.

Uncle Yong only felt an unparalleled cold force pouring into his hand through the folding fan, and the sword was slammed like an endless cold current, which made his tiger's mouth shake violently, and his figure staggered. Go back a few steps.

Boom! boom! boom!

And as he stepped back, every step he took, the underground slate cracked and exploded, and smoke filled the air.

You can imagine how terrifying the power of Uncle Yong suffered this blow.

The girls in uniform were stunned, their hearts trembled, how could this young man be so terrifying?

Be aware that Uncle Yong is the strongest existence on their side. He is placed in the nineteen cities of Yunhe County, and he is also the top expert second only to the grandmaster!

But now, when I put it lightly, I was shocked by that young man!

"Grandmaster Realm!?"

Uncle Yong's face was ugly, and he was full of surprise.

"Master?"

The young man looked thoughtful and said, "That character can barely fight me. Not long ago, I just cleaned up an old guy, but unfortunately he escaped in the end. now..."

The voice was filled with regret.

Everyone was terrified, like falling into an ice cave.

Even the grandmaster is not the opponent of this young master?

Who is he, and why is he hiding on this ghost-infested Ghost Mother Mountain?

Only Su Yi showed such an expression, as if he had already seen through the details of the other party.

The young man looked at the sky, sighed, and said, "It's getting late, I'll give you a chance at last, surrender, or die."

"Uncle Yong, then!"

Suddenly, the girl in uniform took out a silver long sword and handed it to Uncle Yong.

The whole body of this sword is like silver frost, and it is white and clear.

"A 'Yuan Dao Fubing'!"

Su Yi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he recognized the extraordinaryness of this sword.

This sword is forged from spiritual materials, and it can be called a real spiritual weapon.

However, unlike ordinary spiritual weapons, this sword has also been refined by Yuanjing monks with talisman cloud patterns, which is like attaching the power of a talisman pattern to a sword. Magical uses are completely different from ordinary spiritual tools.

Therefore, it can be called "Yuan Dao Fubing".

Girls in uniform can carry such treasures with them, which makes her more and more extraordinary.

With a sword in hand, Uncle Yong's aura also became condensed, exuding a strong confidence, and his eyes looking at this sword were full of enthusiasm.

The sword name Shuangtian was a treasure once a land fairy!

Shhh!

At that moment, the heaven and the earth were like falling into the hell, and the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling reverberated throughout the world.

Cheee!

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But under the control of the young master, these eighteen ghosts never retreated, and they rushed towards Uncle Yong recklessly.

In an instant, Uncle Yong seemed to be surrounded.

And taking this opportunity, the young man jumped up, he was extremely cautious to avoid being touched by sword qi, and even dared not touch those sword qi.

Seeing the opportunity, the young man suddenly stabbed the folding fan in his hand and smashed it on the long sword in Uncle Yong's hand.

Clang!

Jin Ge symphony, cracking stone wears gold.

Uncle Yong was shaken all over, and the Frost Heaven Sword in his hand trembled violently, almost being knocked flying.

How could he not see that the young master was trying to blow the Frost Heaven Sword in his hand?

It only took a few breaths before beheading the three-headed Specter.

"Not good!"

Uncle Yong noticed something was wrong, and immediately shouted, "Quickly use the shadow crossbow to stop him from approaching!"

Shadow Crossbow!

If they are under siege, even the martial arts master will be injured.

Of course, the martial arts master will not be besieged by standing stupidly...

Although the divine shadow crossbow is powerful, its lifespan is extremely short. After 30 arrows are used continuously, it will be completely destroyed.

It is worth mentioning that the manufacture and use of the shadow crossbow is strictly controlled by the "Swallowing King", one of the nine kings of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it rarely flows into the people.

And the power to get the shadow crossbow must have a very deep background!

Break! collapse! collapse!

At this time, as the guards pulled the trigger, arrows as dense as torrential rain burst out, with a screeching sound of tearing eardrums, all shot at the rushing youth son.

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Tonight at 6:00 pm 2 consecutive updates, um, yes, Su Yi is going to pretend today~