Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Boom!

The red thunder sword light flew past, and the blood-haired and stiff body that was split in two suddenly fell from a high altitude.

The supreme master-level powerhouse died just now!

"go!"

Lin Bei took away the blood-haired and stiff storage ring, and instead of using the flying wings of the magic weapon, he directly rode the green poisonous dragon and flew away into the distance.

Although he has the body of great medicine, his resilience is extremely amazing.

But to be able to kill a supreme grandmaster in such a short period of time, the true energy is also very fast, just like opening a gate to release a flood, it takes a little time to recover.

In order to prevent chasing soldiers, it is best to use the poisonous dragon instead of walking, leaving time for yourself to breathe and recover.

Facing the pursuit of the supreme master, he must always maintain himself at his peak.

hold head high--

The emerald poisonous dragon roared slightly dissatisfied, then dragged its scarred body and flew away towards the distance.

It didn't take long before Lin Bei saw the figure of a beautiful woman waiting anxiously through the autumn water with a sad face on the top of a mountain.

Whoosh!

Lin Bei jumped off the poisonous dragon directly, with a flash of wings behind his back, he landed in front of Luo Yiqing across a distance of several miles in a few breaths.

Before he could open his mouth, a black afterimage flashed, and the fragrant wind came to his nostrils. Lin Bei felt softness hit his chest instantly, filling his heart.

Smelling the ever-familiar fragrance with the tip of his nose, Lin Bei's slightly bewildered face gradually relaxed, and his hands slowly dropped, wrapping around Luo Yiqing's slender waist.

Hugging for a moment, Lin Bei did not continue to indulge in tenderness.

He let go of his embrace, looked at Luo Yiqing with gentle eyes, and said softly: "This place is not safe, we need to find a safe place, and then we can have a good talk."

"Ah."

Luo Yiqing's tender body was leaning against Lin Bei, her eyes were like autumn waters, the waves of tenderness and affection fluttered gently, and she responded softly.

Lin Bei hugged Luo Yiqing's slender waist, put the poisonous jellyfish into the pet bag, and with a flash of wings behind his back, his body was like a silver arrow, and he threw himself into the sky.

This time, he changed direction and fled towards the distance.

The place where Lin Bei and the blood-haired old zombie fought fiercely.

Two figures, one black and one red, floated in the air.

The master of Hei Feng Bone looks like a skeleton, not only carrying a ghost corpse of the top master level, but also walks the way of corpse refining, but the level is not at the top level, still at the level of a top grand master, and he will not take it easily on weekdays.

At this moment, he looked at the devastated traces of the battlefield, and his heart sank slightly: "The battle here is fierce, and the corpse energy and blood spirit remain, but they have withered. The blood-zoomed elder has not left any marks, and I am afraid something will happen."

"Giggle cluck!"

There was a clear sound like wind chimes swaying, and the charming blood-handed witch was smiling prettily. If it wasn't for her charming face, she might be regarded as a crazy woman.

Hearing the laughter, the master of Heifenggu looked displeased: "Demon girl, what are you laughing at!"

The Bloody Witch stopped laughing, covered her mouth and cast a contemptuous look: "I laugh at this bloody old zombie, who once blew the cowhide loudly before doing it, but now his mouth is completely stiff, and he can't blow it anymore!" got up?"

Heifengguzhu snorted coldly, did not answer, but frowned and thought: "The blood-haired old zombie was the first to deal with the opponent, and went to chase and kill the two people who were suspected to be Lin Fan and Luo Yiqing, but now it is very likely that they will be defeated. sand here"

"Is it possible that this Lin Fan has grown to such a degree? To be able to kill the supreme master, this growth rate is really appalling, such a monstrosity. No way, this child must be eradicated in advance!"

Master Hei Fenggu's expression was cold and authentic: "You must not let this evildoer go, otherwise it will become a trouble for our confidantes. Your Excellency, why don't you chase and kill this son with me!"

The Crimson Hand Witch heard the words, but she giggled again, her smile flamboyant and her laughter choppy.

The master of black wind was displeased, and thought to himself: "Could it be that this demon girl has been gnawed into the brain by zombies, and she keeps laughing all day long, and she is not afraid of being suffocated to death. There is not a single normal person in this group of lunatics taught by Futian!"

After laughing for a while, the Crimson Hand Witch stopped, and said in a cold voice: "Chasing? Where are you going to chase? This barren mountain, as long as you find a place to hide, who can catch up?"

As soon as the topic changed, she said indifferently: "Besides, this trip has been successfully completed. Including the two top masters of the Xiang family, we have killed three top masters in total. There are more than ten grand masters, and even dozens of grand masters." people, only a dozen people escaped."

"Our cooperation has ended."

"If you don't hurry up and evacuate, the Xiang family and Wujiu Temple may join forces to kill you!"

The clucking sound sounded again, but the Crimson Hand Witch had already turned into a stream of blood, flying away into the distance and gathering with the large army.

The master of black style stared at the disappearing figure with a livid face, finally sighed, and followed.

In this operation, the Golden Corpse Sect and the Futian Sect joined forces, and each dispatched more than half of their troops. Taking advantage of the turmoil and chaos, they laid out this lore plan against the Xiang family.

It is rumored that the Futian Sect is a branch of different cultivators who split from the Great Fengsi Tianjian. They are proficient in many heretical techniques. This time they can easily sneak into the auction and set up a trap without being noticed. It is mainly because of them. of.

However, the world has been in peace for a long time, especially the millennium family, which has lived in peace and stability for too long. Faced with this sudden change, they did not realize it beforehand, and directly fell two supreme masters.

Counting the top master who fell in the Black Mist Mountains before, the Xiang family lacked three top masters, and their strength and background were greatly reduced. I am afraid that they are already at the end of the eight great families.

The serious damage caused by this auction made the death and injury of the grandmasters who participated in the auction extremely shocking, enough to make the great warriors question the ability of the Xiang family, and the reputation and background will fall to the bottom together.

The reason why the Futian Sect and the Golden Corpse Sect could hit it off so easily was essentially because both of them needed the corpse of the master, one was for refining the magic martial arts elixir, and the other was for refining the silver-bodied ghost corpse.

But now that the cooperation is over and the benefits have been obtained, the Bloody Witch will naturally not help hunt down Lin Bei.

Lin Bei was able to kill the blood-haired old zombie, and his strength was extraordinary. Heifengguzhu didn't dare to go forward to chase him alone, so he had to give up.

Chaos is the carnival of sorcerers!

But now, he should go back and enjoy the carnival of this victory!

Inside the familiar dilapidated temple.

The two of Lin Bei finished their discussion and exchanged ideas, and walked out of the ruined temple dressed neatly.

Leaning against the setting sun, sitting on top of each other, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, seeing the glow of the sun, the forests are all dyed, and the magnificent brilliance is refreshing.

The two were back to back, silent in tacit understanding, enjoying such a peaceful and warm scene.

The towering mountains, the sparkling lake, and a group of white geese flying over the head, together with the huge sunset, become the background of this picture scroll, adding a touch of natural artistic conception.

The rare comfort, the rare peace, as if everything was dissipated and dissolved by the afterglow of the setting sun.

There is no beast tide, no magic cultivator, and even no martial arts. The whole mind is completely emptied, and there is only the support behind it, which can make people forget all the warmth for a while. (end of this chapter)