Xie Fu was surprised: "Goddess, you are so flattering, I am really flattered by you."
The Feitian Goddess said calmly: "It is my destiny that the Lingxi shoots the moon and the sword cannot be controlled by me."
Xie Fu smiled and said, "I would like to hear the details."
"May I ask if your surname is Ye?"
Before Xie Fu could answer, someone answered loudly for Xie Fu: "Yes, this one is Ye Jinghong, the Young Lord of the Forgotten City. He just received the unique skill of the nine fairies at the sixth level, Lingxi Shooting Moon."
Xie Fu thought, "Holy shit, you said that, I can't even deny it. Can't you see, this is the first time in seventy years that this person appears here, just because my surname is Ye, and because I can't control the sword move."
From the sound of the bell earlier and the words of the goddess at this time, Xie Fu could roughly judge the relationship between the move of "Sword Can't Help Me" and the move of "Lingxi Sheyue".
The person in front of me is almost a hundred years old. It's scary to think that he looks like this at a hundred years old.
He has been practicing in immortal places like Shenwu Peak for a hundred years.
And he only practiced martial arts for a few years, including the years in the fantasy world. Why should a young man in his early twenties fight with others?
As powerful as Xiao Yun, he couldn't beat her.
I was clear in my heart. To get through this, I needed to fight with wits but not with courage. The best thing to do was to persuade her to leave.
He opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry to ask you, how old is the goddess?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Mr. Hao... the young city lord wanted to make a joke again.
The Feitian Goddess responded: "Stars and frost are passing by, and time is flying by. Nu Kun has been cultivating Taoism for nearly a hundred years."
Although they judged that she was about the same age, everyone could not help but be secretly surprised. She looked like this at 100 years old, and she was close to an immortal. Only an immortal could keep her appearance the same despite the passage of time.
Xie Fu reported his age: "Fan Zi just passed the age of weak crown last year."
When everyone heard this, they murmured in their hearts, why did they feel that the young city lord was on a blind date with this goddess? The young city lord must not have fallen in love with this goddess, this is a bit too much, she is a hundred years old.
If you think about it carefully, it's not impossible. The Seven Fairies are hundreds of generations older than Dong Yong, so they can also form a marriage.
Everyone is comparing themselves to each other, who knows what Xie Fu thinks.
What he probably means is that you, an old senior, can't even stand in front of me, let alone attack me, a young man in his early twenties. If you still want to be shameless, senior goddess, you should leave as soon as possible.
The Feitian Goddess smiled and praised: "Young Master is in his youth and has a majestic appearance."
Um?
The more everyone listened, the less serious it became. Did they meet each other? It's possible that the young city lord is using a beauty trick to impress this goddess.
No matter what, just follow the Young City Lord's ideas.
Xie Fu said with a smile: "The goddess is so complimentary. Do you dare to ask her her name?"
They started asking her name, and everyone looked quite proud. As expected, I am the roundworm in the young city lord's belly.
"Nvkun's Taoist name is Dongji."
After Xie Fu asked the person's name, he naturally reported his family name according to the etiquette: "I'm..."
Before Xie Fu said his name, everyone responded in unison: "Ye Jinghong!"
The three words "Ye Jinghong" sounded like thunder, echoing over the star-catching platform and lingering for a long time.
People with status often say their names through other people's mouths to show their distinguished status and reputation.
Since the Young City Master wants to go on a blind date, they need to do their part as a blind date group.
Xie Fu was a little speechless, looking around at everyone, "What are you doing?" I finally got around this corner, and you screwed it up for me again.
Everyone faced Xie Fu's gaze and smiled and nodded, Young City Master, don't worry, we understand that we are roundworms in your belly.
Although Cui Yourong's four daughters knew Xie Fu's real name, they just didn't know what Xie Fu's intentions were and did not intervene to clarify.
Ye Yui covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm afraid I won't be able to take off these three words Ye Jinghong."
Dongji Zhenren looked at Xie Fu and said: "Ye Jinghong, Mr. Ye, I think you must be the most outstanding person in the Ye family in the past seventy years after the sword god Ye Yanyang."
Sword God Ye Yanyang was such a distant name that everyone present was indifferent.
Someone responded loudly: "Yes, the Young City Master is known as the best swordsman in the world!"
Xie Fu is speechless. I am putting out the fire and you are adding fuel.
Master Dongji smiled slightly: "The best sword in the world, okay, let Nu Kun teach you the best sword in the world."
"Empress Dongji, it's not..."
Before Xie Fu finished speaking, Dongji Zhenren had disappeared. Only Xie Fu could clearly see that she had passed away in the air.
Everyone was wondering, what's going on? Isn't it a blind date? Why do I have to hit it again? It was clearly fine just now.
Xie Fu looked helpless. He pretended to be someone else, even to the point of helping others settle their grudges. How could there be such a way in the world?
A fairy voice floated from the sky: "Master Ye, to avoid hurting innocent people, come up."
Xie Fu used the Lotus Walking Ruyi on the fifth level to pick up stars from the sky, flying up as fast as a shooting star.
Someone murmured: "This is probably the Ye family's secret skill of flowing water, which is really moving clouds and flowing water silently."
Li Xiaosha is much clearer than the others. He has already seen that the swords are coming from me and Lingxi Sheyue. These two unique moves seem to have a grudge. He asked Murong Guanyin at the Star Reaching Platform loudly: "Fairy Murong, this Dongji just now Real person?"
Murong Guanyin responded in a voiceless voice: "It's the head master!"
When everyone first heard the words "master master", they all shouted: "Fuck!"
Only this word can fully express their mood at the moment.
The masters and masters have all been invited out!
It's really too much. If I can beat the master of Shenwu Peak's Colorful Cloud Sky, there is no need to be so apologetic. All the fairies of Shenwu Peak are already mine.
Xie Fu was standing in the air facing Master Dongji. Only then did he realize that Master Dongji had no shoes on his feet and wore a pair of gold rings on his round jade ankles.
The soft gauze skirt supports her graceful figure, and the light ribbons flutter in the wind.
The divine appearance and posture are just like those depicted in the poem: floating in the sky, looking down at the fairy palace.
When ordinary people saw her, they would treat her as a flying goddess, and then paint and explain her, passing it on as a legend.
Xie Fu said: "Empress Dongji, I'm sorry to ask, but what do you think of your dress?"
Master Dongji smiled: "This is the Moon God's Clothes of the Colorful Sky. It has been around since ancient times."
Xie Fu made a sound, showed his studious nature and asked again: "What is the connection between this Moon God Clothes and Feitian Colorful Clothes?"
Master Dongji responded: "I don't know this."
Xie Fu smiled: "Okay, I understand, maybe there will be the Moon God Clothes first, and then there will be the Feitian Colorful Clothes."
Master Dongji asked: "Master Ye, what you did just now is not the Liushuixin of the Ye family?"
Xie Fu was overjoyed when he heard this, "Ms. Dongji, I'm just about to explain to you that my surname is not Ye, not Ye Jinghong. My real name is Xie Fu."
Dongji Zhenren smiled and asked: "Can you know how to use the sword to prevent me from using it?"
Xie Fu responded: "I know how to do this."
"Then it doesn't matter who you are. What I've learned is that I can't control the sword. Please use it."
After learning Brother Ye’s trick, if you want to bear Brother Ye’s debt, you just have to fight no matter what.
Xie Fu said no more, and the sword Kunwu was unsheathed.
Master Dongji saw it and praised: "What a sword." He seemed to want to say a good move.
Xie Fu's true energy has come out of his body, but he can't feel any pressure from the other party, or even feel any true energy flow from the other party.
The more this happened, the less I dared to look down upon him, and I planned to repeat the same trick just like I did against Lingxi Sheyue in the sixth level.
The sword comes out!
The first sword, a sword with 110% power cannot be produced by me.
The sword's edge was unimpeded and he quickly arrived in front of Master Dongji. Xie Fu was surprised that it was so easy and I hadn't even fired the second sword yet.
But he saw Master Dongji changing from stillness to moving, raising his hand to block the edge of the sword with his palm.
The sky and the sky are infinite, and the power to move mountains is insignificant in the face of the vastness of the universe.
Xie Fu's powerful sword force disappeared along with the sword light that was completely dimmed in an instant. The sword edge was pressed against the snow-white palm of Dongji Master, and it was difficult to make an inch forward.
Xie Fu was frightened and couldn't think too much. He penetrated the sword with his true energy and struck out the second sword.
The power is like a mud cow entering the sea, silent and unable to make any waves.
Surprised, he looked towards Zhenren Dongji, only to see that she had closed her eyes tightly, with an unusually calm and peaceful expression: "It's not my sword that shines brightly, but your sword is like the light of a grain of rice."
Although it looked very strange, Xie Fu could tell in his heart that the other party had used the ancient energy to resolve the sword.
That means she also needs to consume her true energy. Can you calmly withstand my two swords or ten swords?
Xie Fu pulled away and retreated. I couldn't control the sword. Ten swords were fired in succession, and the ten swords merged into one.
Dongji Zhenren still blocked Xie Fu's terrifying Ten Swords Transformation into One with one flesh palm.
It seems that there is no gap between the ten swords. In front of a master of Dongji Zhenren's level, there is a gap after all. It is ten swords and not one sword.
Master Dongji opened his eyes and smiled with a very interested expression: "Although your sword is weak, it is surprising that you can fire ten swords in a row in such a short period of time. I want you to come here." It was in this way that the nine of them were broken."
Xie Fu said proudly: "If ten swords are not enough, what about a hundred swords?"
Master Dongji didn't answer, he spread his palms, and suddenly there was a little light above his palms,
Then ten more points of light were transformed, until a hundred points of light were scorching, then Tan's lips lightly opened and he asked: "Master Xie, what's the difference between this point of light and a hundred points of light? Isn't it difficult to compare with the sun?" The moon shines brightly."
"This is different."
After Master Dongji said this, hundreds of rays of light suddenly merged into one point on the palm of his hand. Although the light spot was small, it was extremely powerful. For a moment, the light was dazzling, and no sunlight could be seen.
Xie Fu couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling his eyelids burning.
In front of the star-catching platform, many martial arts masters keenly felt that light was coming through the clouds and mist.
The moment he looked up, a bright light hit the ground. He immediately covered his eyes with his hands and screamed in pain.
The fourth girl and Xiao Mao didn't have time to react, but instead avoided the strong light hitting their eyes. However, the moment the strong light hit the ground, their eyes were still painful and red, and they shed tears.
Xie Fu understood what Master Dongji said, but he couldn't turn the power of ten swords into one.
With such a level of cultivation, how could a small stream have the effect of a rushing river?
The sword with 110% power cannot be controlled by me, which is already his limit.
Twelve percent of the power has exceeded the limit, and the tendons are broken.
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