Invincible little uncle

Chapter 310 21. Stabilize!

Immortal Bailu is in front, Xia Guang is behind, passing a somewhat old suspension bridge in the back mountain, the waterfall on the left falls, lost its mighty water vapor due to the deep winter, just like a thin white line.

On the right is a steep mountain rock cut with a knife and an axe.

"It's just ahead."

Daoist Bailu leads the way.

To be honest, at this moment he doesn't know whether this King of Martial Arts is fierce or stupid.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, do you prefer to go to the mountains?

But he didn't turn back when he opened the bow. Since he chose to bring King Shenwu into the blood demon's place in the mezzanine space, he would carry it out to the end.

"How long?"

Xia Guang became a little impatient, "You are too slow, take your flying sword out, you fly, I will follow."

Immortal Bailu was stunned for a moment, then nodded his head and said good-bye, then sacrificed the flying sword, it was a long sword with an ancient silver hilt, the hilt curved upwards, like two antlers.

When a real person steps on it, he flies forward.

At first, he slowed down, but Xia Guang stepped on the suspension bridge. If the entire suspension bridge was in the strong wind, it trembled and swayed. King Shenwu flew up with a halberd, "Hurry up! Too fast!" slow."

Daoist Bailu was stunned, pointed with two fingers, and the long sword turned into a beam of white light and shot towards the distant mountains.

Xia Guang shot out the long halberd in mid-air, and he stepped on it with his whole body.

Is this a flying halberd?
And when the power of the halberd was exhausted, he stepped up somewhere, shot Fang Tian's painted halberd again, and then followed Feijian closely.

Master Bailu stared at him dumbfounded.

And the people in the Jianghu who wanted to join in the fun and watch the master duel have long been thrown away. Except for the original Taoists from the upper realm of Qingya Bailu Mountain, there are only three or five elites who can barely keep up, and the sword god is naturally one of them.

The group of people hanging far behind could only see in the distance, the real Bailu was controlling the flying sword as if fleeing for his life, and the Shenwu King was chasing after him like a terrifying and ferocious monster.

This picture makes people feel a sense of palpitation.

Obviously one is a fairy, the other is a mortal prince, obviously just leading the way and following the way, but it makes people feel that "the person behind is the real murderer".

When another curtain of water fell in front of the two of them, Master Bailu hurriedly said: "King Shenwu, just behind this curtain of water, the old Taoist went in and waited. He will never break his promise in gambling and fighting. offer."

After all, the whole person turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the water curtain. The water curtain broke and returned to calm.

Xia Guang looked at the front of the water curtain with some embarrassment. The old man used the high-level "clone" and "invisibility". This is obviously not his own ability, but borrowed some kind of spell to cast it.

Now the avatar rushed into the water curtain, but he was hidden in the void, unable to hide in front of his own eyes.

Xia Guang felt a strange feeling.

Forget it, just ignore it.

After all, I should cooperate with you in the performance. The spell you used is quite magical, so I'll just ignore it.

After thinking about it, he threw himself at the water curtain with his halberd in hand.

The Sword God had already arrived behind her, and she felt an ominous premonition in her heart, so she shouted: "Xia Guang, wait a minute!"

King Shenwu heard Chang Chuixue's voice, thinking that this woman is quite interesting
Just can't wait.

Wait a little longer, I won't be able to get in until you come to analyze it.

flutter!
The water curtain exploded, and the water droplets shot out, shining like a rainbow in the sunlight.

And the general in black armor had already entered it with a flying halberd.

Outside the water curtain, Bailu Daoist appeared from the void, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally entered.

A good swimmer drowns in water, this king of martial arts is overconfident.

A dark-skinned Taoist who came from the upper world and descended from the mortal realm immediately laughed: "Did you really get in? Did you get in so easily? It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous. Doesn't the majestic King of Martial Arts have no brains at all?"

Master Bailu shook his head: "It's not that he's brainless, he's just too confident."

On the other side, the red-robed Taoist embroidered with mountains and forests said with emotion: "Too much self-confidence is arrogance.

If he presses up with an army of [-], with his strength, it is really hard to predict who will win and who will lose this time. With him defeating Yun Xiaozi, this strength is enough for us to use all our strength. "

A group of immortals from the upper world and the lower world, you say a word to me, or express emotion, or ridicule, or excitement, or laugh.

In short, it is a posture of "stable, win, drink tea".

But at this time, there was a discordant voice.

"What's behind the water curtain?"

The white-haired sword god frowned, Yufeng looked at the surrounding Taoists and the real Bailu in the distance.

Before Bailu opened his mouth, the red-robed Taoist spoke coldly: "Just now Chuuxue Sword God wanted to stop this Shenwu King, could it be because of his old relationship?"

Chang Chuixue said coldly: "In a face-to-face confrontation, you will win or lose, but if you use a villain's method, won't the Taoist leader feel contemptible and dirty?"

The red-robed Taoist stared blankly, looked around and clapped his hands and laughed, "Stupid, really stupid."

The sword god frowned, holding the hilt of his sword.

The red-robed Taoist said: "There are three realms. The first is to see whether a mountain is a mountain, the second is to see whether a mountain is not a mountain, and the third is to see whether a mountain is still a mountain. The sword god is still shackled in the second realm. Don't you know that winners and losers are also applicable to After ascension?
The road to cultivating the Tao is extremely bumpy. If the sword god still has such a childlike idea, it is better to marry a man in the lower realm and take care of the children at home. "

Chang Chuixue's face was like frost, her sword was like a dragon's chant, and when she pulled it out to the end, the world seemed a little colder.

But correspondingly, the three Taoists from the upper realm who followed also drew their swords.

Three to one.

Confrontation.

The sound of the heroes following in the distance was still far away, so far away that it was covered by the sound of the waterfall hitting the ground.

The sword god's white hair reached his waist, a little cinnabar between his eyebrows was squeezed up by his eyebrows, and he carried a cold murderous look.

At this moment, Master Bailu spoke up, he had an old relationship with the Sword God after all, so he said far away: "Sword God don't ask, you are fair and clear in small things, why are you not clear about big things?
If I didn't have the confidence to defeat him, how could I use this trick like this?

After all, King Shenwu is a catastrophe in the world, standing on the opposite side of us, so everyone is happy, isn't it? "

Chang Chuixue asked coldly: "Bai Lu, let me ask you, what is behind this water curtain?"

The red-robed Taoist at the side laughed and said, "Sword God goes in and has a look by himself, doesn't he understand?"

Master Bailu shook his head.

The Sword God asked again in a harsh tone, "What exactly is it?"

Master Bailu spit out two words softly.

"hell."

now.

At the foot of Qingya Bailu Mountain.

Xia Shu, wrapped in a red cloak, swaggered up the steps. After these few days, she has become an "aunt".

Huo Zhongzi wished he could kneel down: "Grandma, I beg you, let me take you as my apprentice."

"No."

"Look, your father's army is ahead. With your father's strength, ahem. Let's check the situation first."

Xia Shu looked up, looking at the mountain wind blowing down from a high place, with a chilling taste.

Huo Zhongzi was unsure about the situation of the battle for a moment, there was no sound of fighting, and there was no smell of blood. Could it be that it was time to start the fight?

He suddenly turned his mind and thought of the mezzanine space where the blood demons were imprisoned in the back mountain.

It shouldn't be that far, right?

"Which side will you help when there is a fight?"

Xia Shu asked.

"Of course the one who helped the strong one." Huo Zhongzi blurted out what was on his mind, but in the middle of speaking, he immediately changed it to, "Of course I'm on the disciple's side."

"Who is your apprentice, you are too weak."

Xia Shu is very arrogant.

(End of this chapter)