The two of them were chatting leisurely, which made Tao Qian's blood surge, and a wave of anger could not help but rise on his forehead.
You don't take him seriously! This made Tao Qian, who had always been highly respected, feel contempt. He spread his right hand and offered the magic weapon.
"Originally I just wanted to teach the younger generation a lesson, but now I won't be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart without killing you two!"
Lexu Youzhu, who originally intended to persuade Tao Qian, saw that he really had murderous intentions and swallowed the words on his lips.
The dignity of the Nascent Soul cultivator cannot be trampled upon.
What's more, Tao Qian was a guest of their Daxu Dynasty, and she had spent a lot of effort to recruit him. There was no reason for her to let the dynasty lose the support of a Nascent Soul cultivator for the sake of an outsider.
Tao Qian's instrument is a jade Xingui, seven inches long, with a flat end and a pointed head, and is engraved with cattail patterns.
"His magical weapon turned out to be a jade sword. It's so shameless." Linzhang cursed.
Xin Gui means integrity. Not to mention that the gray-robed Taoist bullies the small, the previous sneak attack from behind really humiliated this magical weapon.
"He's serious, be careful."
Jade instruments may seem fragile, but it also depends on what kind of jade they are made of and who holds them.
The jade guide in Tao Qian's hand is by no means ordinary, and its hardness may not be any worse than the swords in their hands.
Linzhang became serious and did not dare to act carelessly.
"Hmph, it's too late to regret it now!" Tao Qian snorted coldly, holding the jade guide and stabbing it with a chill.
Linzhang yelled: "Don't you have bad ears, old man? Who said we regret it!" Who are we looking down on here?
Since the sword is drawn, there is nothing to be afraid of.
The three-foot-long sword in his hand came out through the snow, shining with a cold light.
Clang!
Yu Gui pressed huge spiritual power on the sword, and Linzhang's sword fell a few inches. He gritted his teeth and lifted it up, feeling that Yu Gui's weight was getting heavier.
"Haha..." Tao Qian said with a proud smile, "Young man, don't just show off with your words."
Pooh!
Linzhang endured the huge pressure and spit in his heart. He was either afraid of him or it was a bit difficult for him to be pressed.
call--
The cold wind is biting and the fine snow is flying.
There was an extremely fast sword light coming through the wind and snow.
The silver-white sword light was caught in the wind and snow, looming. If he hadn't had good eyesight, he might not have been able to avoid it.
Tao Qian reacted quickly and took back the jade guide. As soon as he dispersed the cold light, countless sword energy came from all directions, wrapped in the wind and snow.
The gravity on Linzhang's hand suddenly disappeared, he straightened up, jumped into the air, and struck a sword across the air.
This sword has a majestic meaning, like a waterfall flowing down, and the sound is extremely powerful.
Fu Zhu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Linzhang's cultivation speed is not very good, but his swordsmanship is quite good!
"Little tricks."
Tao Qian sneered, stood on the spot, and fired a palm wind. The swords and palm wind collided, and the surrounding snowflakes were blown away for several miles. Only in the middle, there was no wind or snow.
Linzhang fell to the ground and took a few steps back. Fu Zhu supported him with one hand.
Tao Qian withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, his body did not move at all, but his sleeves were like drums.
The wind and snow are getting stronger and stronger, and when you look up, you can see a sheet of white snow.
There were also a lot of snowflakes falling on his head and clothes. A surge of spiritual power surged through Tao Qian's body, and the snowflakes approaching him suddenly disappeared.
I don’t know what the girl is up to. What’s the use of making such a heavy snowfall except to waste her spiritual energy?
Fine snow dots fell in Fu Zhu's eyes, but they were clear snowflakes.
The snow falls and the sword moves.
The girl's figure instantly disappeared and she held out a sword.
The white sword light directly caught Tao Qian's eyes. He quickly gathered his spiritual power shield. The sword light continued, and he felt determined to break the spiritual power shield.
"What a fast sword!" Zi Zhao, who was hiding far away, exclaimed.
Han Feng Xixue didn't seem to react to the sword, and she still stayed in place.
Zhu Zai also had admiration in his eyes, what an amazing girl!
Why do you need God to lend me your beauty? I have a sword to calm the wind and frost.
Lexu Youzhu's expression was gloomy and unclear. Is the most powerful minister in their Daxu Dynasty this good?
The dynasty gives him so many resources every year that it almost empties half of the national treasury.
Linzhang's eyes flashed with excitement, "Fellow Taoist Fuzhu, what is the name of your sword?"
The girl thought for a moment and said, "Let's call her Ping Feng Shuang."
The sword she had just realized had not yet had time to name it. But if the sword does not move through the wind and snow, it is called flat wind and frost.
"Pingfengshuang, one sword Pingfengshuang, what a good name!" Linzhang praised him very proudly.
Fu Zhu smiled softly, "I'll teach you someday!"
This is not Qianhua swordsmanship, it is a move she created herself, and it does not matter if she teaches it to others.
When Linzhang heard her talk about the future, he calmed down from his initial anxiety. Yes, they will not be defeated by each other in the future!
Tao Qian laughed heartily, "You still want to have a future? How naive!"
"But you are very lucky to be buried in such a blessed place after death."
"Ha!" Fu Zhu retorted, "It's unfortunate that this Cave Paradise has to become the burial place for people like you."
Linzhang gave a thumbs up. Fellow Taoist Fu Zhu's ability to curse was not inferior to his at all!
Even Zi Zhao in the distance couldn't help but pull Zhu Zai's sleeve and whispered: "She is so brave, and she dares to anger Taoist Master Tao Qian."
Facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, the girl was not afraid at all. Normally, she would feel inexplicable pressure when she faced Tao Qian, even if the other party didn't say anything.
Zhu Zai remained silent and did not speak.
Yes, that girl is very brave. Her swordsmanship gave her such a flamboyant capital.
It's just that this kind of swordsmanship can't make up for the gap with Yuanying monks.
Tao Qian's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, "I originally wanted to play with you, but I made you think that you have a chance to beat me. You can say such big words. I really don't know how high the sky is!"
"Old Taoist, every move is obviously full of murderous intent, but you still have the nerve to say you're letting it go? Isn't it because you haven't been able to win for a long time to save yourself face?" Linzhang hit the nail on the head.
Tao Qian said angrily: "You are looking for death!"
The overwhelming pressure of spiritual power came over him, like a huge mountain pressing down on him, making him somewhat breathless.
His movements became sluggish under the huge pressure. Linzhang secretly said something bad, which really angered the old man.
Yu Gui thrust towards Linzhang with his spiritual power. It was a little difficult for him to raise the sword. The next moment, the girl's slender figure stood in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist Fu Zhu..." Linzhang was moved and guilty.
He is a grown man, but he still wants a little girl from Taoist friend Fu Zhu to stand in front of him. All these years of practicing Taoism are simply in vain.
The girl looked back, her eyes cold and firm, "We won't die here!"
Linzhang felt inexplicably that what she said must be true.
"It seems that you still don't quite understand the difference between Jin Dan and Nascent Soul." Tao Qian sighed slightly, mixed with pity.
mercy?
Fu Zhu was suddenly amused. It was the first time that someone looked at her like this at such an old age, which was really upsetting.
A sword was thrust out, and a white light suddenly appeared.
The pure and clear sword intent stood in front of Yu Gui and stung his eyes.
"What kind of sword intent is this?"
(End of chapter)
