All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

The sun is getting higher and it’s time to think about tea.

There were several tables of guests sitting in the tea house beside the official road, chatting in the north and south.

"Look, what is that..." a guest suddenly pointed into the distance and said.

Everyone looked forward and saw two shadows. They were far away, and before they had even discussed a few words, the two shadows turned from light to thick in the blink of an eye, and they were vaguely visible as two human figures. In the blink of an eye, the two people were already in front of the tea house.

Everyone in the tea house was dumbfounded and fell into a trance. There were also people in the martial arts field who had good vision and knowledge. Of course, they understood that neither the first-class horse nor the first-class Qinggong master could have such speed. Looking carefully, one of the two people is a thin young man carrying an exaggerated long knife, and the other is a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest.

"There is still some time before the martial arts competition. Let's take a rest and have a bowl of tea before leaving." The middle-aged man named Taoist Master Jiuxu smiled and took off his armor.

"Okay." Ling Yunqing, the young man with the sword, nodded, took off the armor and horse and handed it to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The two entered the teahouse, chose a seat, asked Dr. Tea for tea, and started talking quietly.

Taoist Master Jiuxu whispered: "This martial arts conference is controlled by the Gu Master. He controls the heads of the seven major sects, forms an alliance in the name of fighting against 'Tianwaitian', and elects the alliance leader. And this alliance leader must also be It's Yu Tianhua. Not only is he a master of martial arts like you, but he is also a substitute. In terms of strength, no one among us can defeat him. "

"Since we have controlled the heads of the seven major sects, this martial arts conference must be foolproof. Why do we have to rush?" Ling Yunqing drank a bowl of tea cow and clicked his tongue twice, feeling that there was no wine in the tea. It's a pleasure.

"Haha, it's always right to be cautious. Don't forget that Mr. Wuhen's whereabouts are unknown, and it's hard to find a trace in Yulian City. If these two people cause trouble at the martial arts conference, they will inevitably be in trouble." Taoist Master Jiuxu said with a smile. : "Once this alliance is formed, it will be a behemoth that dominates most of the world. It will be of great help to us in completing the two main tasks."

The thin young man Ling Yunqing held the handle of the knife and sneered: "It's fine if they don't show up. If they dare to show up, the Ba Dao will serve as a lesson to them."

At this moment, there were three people sitting in the corner of the teahouse. One of them, a man wearing a bamboo hat, stood up and walked towards the two of them step by step.

Taoist priest Ling Yunqing and Jiuxu naturally noticed this person. They looked at each other with slightly solemn expressions. This man had his head covered with a bamboo hat, so his face could not be seen clearly, but both of them felt familiar with the man in the bamboo hat.

Especially Ling Yunqing, who was on the martial arts side, could feel a murderous aura from this man in a bamboo hat. The cold and breathtaking murderous aura had enveloped the entire tea house. The other tea guests felt the temperature drop sharply and couldn't help but shudder.

The man in a bamboo hat walked to the long table of Ling Yunqing and Jiuxu Dao and asked in a cold voice: "Have you finished your tea?"

This voice was also indescribably familiar. The eyes of Ling Yunqing and Taoist Master Jiuxu became a little strange. They had almost determined the identity of the person coming, but the guy had clearly had his head chopped off. There are no ghosts and gods in this world on the martial arts side. It is absolutely impossible for a corpse to be resurrected or resurrected from the dead. Could it be that the twin brothers came to take revenge?

Ling Yunqing's palm couldn't help but grasp the handle of the knife: "So what if you finish the tea? So what if you don't finish it?"

"You two have not finished the tea, please continue. You should always be more tolerant towards the dying, at least not to become a thirsty ghost." The man took off his bamboo hat and put it on the table, revealing a rough face. His face said: "If we finish the tea, then a certain family will take revenge on the leader."

When Ling Yunqing saw this face, his pupils shrank, and he was sure of his guess.

"Bad Sword!!"

Ling Yunqing immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, and Taoist Master Jiuxu also had a talisman in his hand.

Boom! !

The next moment, the tea house suddenly fell apart and collapsed.

One after another, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, cutting through the masonry and soil, sending smoke and dust flying.

Two figures flew out of the collapsed tea house, the two knives kept clashing, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword light was like two swimming dragons entangled. Immediately afterwards, another figure crawled out from the bricks and tiles, but they were guests of the tea house.

They were covered in dust, but no one was hurt.

Naturally, the tea shop owner and the tea doctor also ran away. The owner ran away and looked back three times. It was obvious that he was reluctant to leave his own shop, but his life was still at stake. Little did he know that two ingots of silver had slipped into his money bag. Yu Liancheng and Liu Shengpiaoxu had already escaped the moment the tea house collapsed, but they were spotless. At this time, they were watching the two fighting with interest.

The last person to struggle out from the bricks and tiles was Taoist Master Jiuxu. Not only was his clothes messy and in a state of embarrassment, but more importantly, there was a hideous stab wound on his chest.

It turned out that the first strike of Ba Dao was directed at Taoist Master Jiuxu. Taoist Master Jiuxu needed to make secrets and recite incantations to perform his Taoist skills. He had no time to resist the lightning-fast knife, and was almost cut in two. His aura was extremely weak.

He took out a 'Rejuvenation Talisman', and with the spell, the injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then he looked at the two people fighting, with fear and disbelief in his eyes.

This man is indeed a master of swordsmanship.

He actually came back to life.

And his martial arts seems to have improved to a higher level.

Damn it, this is at best a martial arts world, but why is there such an incredible thing as the resurrection of the dead? !

"Hmph, what kind of overlord sword? I don't care if you are a human or a ghost. If I can kill you the first time, I can kill you the second time or the third time." Ling Yunqing roared, his pretty face looking a bit ferocious. , the long sword in his hand turned into rounds of sword light, rushing towards the Ba Dao like waves.

But Ba Dao dodged his figure to avoid the light of the sword, and then swept back seven or eight meters away. He looked at Ling Yunqing with cold eyes: "I'll kill you once and that's enough!"

He would raise his head high to the sky, his expression became indifferent, and he would slash out a knife out of thin air.

"Emotions are flowing in vain, and all seven emotions are surging. This one knife, I am ecstatic!"

This sword slashed extremely fast, like an extremely subtle arc flashing through the air.

But it didn't reveal the slightest intention of the sword, and it restrained all the murderous intent, making everything empty.

Moreover, there is a distance of several meters between the two of them. If they don't use their full strength, the sword will flash across the sky, and they may not even be able to touch the corners of each other's clothes.

But for some reason, Ling Yunqing felt a warning sign in her heart, and felt the hairs all over her body stand on end. Suddenly, the void trembled, and a blazing red sword light appeared above and to his right, slashing diagonally towards him.

Ling Yunqing hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but when the blood-red sword light was about to touch his sword, it spun in the air and cut off half of his left shoulder. Ling Yunqing screamed and almost fainted from the pain. But unluckily, a surge of excitement rushed into his head, almost making him want to sing and dance.

"This sword is full of rage!" From a distance of several meters, Ba Dao struck out again.

The next moment, another red sword light suddenly appeared. This sword light looked bright, but was actually deep, giving people a feeling like volcanic lava. Ling Yunqing forced himself to suppress his injuries and emotions, trying to block the knife.

Unfortunately, the power contained in this sword light was too strong. Ling Yunqing's long sword flew out of his hand, and the sword light struck directly at his neck. A big head flew up, and the ecstatic expression froze on his face. (End of chapter)