In the early morning, the east is not bright yet.
…
A middle-aged man in a gray robe slowly walked up Beishan. Behind him was a long spear. The long spear was divided into three parts, hollow and connected with tough spiritual cords. He carried it on his back like a sword box. This man looked like Kong Wu.
Strong, with protruding cheeks and slightly bulging eyes, he looked a bit scary and had a gloomy aura. He just walked through the battlefield of that year, silently in the wind, and even Xiang Ji, who was sitting in the snowy Tianchi, was not aware of it.
After he went to the Snowy Tianchi, he walked down from the upper reaches of Baiyu River, taking steps on the snow, neither slow nor slow, with a smile on his lips and even humming a song, but it was not from the human race.
Ballads.
On the Baiyu River, he walked forward slowly and stopped in front of a broken rock. There used to be a stone bridge here. In the past, a young man used to fish here every day, go to the underground cage, practice boxing, and even designed a
The V-shaped fish trap is sometimes very effective and can catch really big fish. Unfortunately, this stone bridge was turned into powder by a master of the fifth realm a hundred years ago.
"Shua~~~"
He jumped up, left the snow, and landed on the water with his feet. Suddenly there were ripples on the water, but he did not sink. He just walked on the water, looking at the bottom of the water with his eyes, and sneered: "
Why do you still want me to invite you before you come out? Old man, was the kick I gave you back then too gentle?"
"Master Demon Immortal, please don't be angry..."
From the bottom of the water, an old woman with a faint golden luster emerged from the water. Without hesitation, she knelt on the snow and murmured: "I've already come out..."
"oh?"
The middle-aged man in gray robe sneered: "I heard that a sword cultivator from the lower fifth realm recently came to the snowy Tianchi. He has great magical powers. He killed several scouts of my demon tribe in a row, and even the tenth realm sword cultivator Yun Lang was killed.
I stumbled here, took the demon pill, and died in a worse way. I also heard that you have some friendship with the sword cultivator of the Fifth Realm, and helped him create a diversion to serve as a moat for the camp?"
"I didn't, I really didn't..."
Mrs. Xu started to cry: "The demon fairy really wronged me to death. I really didn't..."
"Really not?"
"No!"
"Then I'll get beaten too!"
The middle-aged man in gray robe suddenly flicked his long sleeves, and Mrs. Xu's body suddenly fell backwards and stumbled on the edge of the river. Just as she was about to get up, she saw the demon fairy rising into the air, falling like lightning, and struck hard.
She stamped her foot on Mrs. Xu's cheek, causing the river woman's golden body to sway and her whole head to be stepped into the mud.
Decades ago, the same Mrs. Xu, the same big monster, the same big monster, had her head trampled into the mud. At this moment, Mrs. Xu was trembling all over. She did not dare to make any move at all, not even begging for mercy.
She didn't dare anymore, for fear that Yaokui would stomp on her head if she wasn't happy. By then, not to mention her golden body, she wouldn't even be able to keep her soul.
Her body trembled slightly.
"listen."
Yao Kui looked at her indifferently and sneered: "That boy from the Lower Five Realms is my prey, Yao Kui. I know you didn't help him. If not, you would have died ten times now. From this moment on, please be careful."
Remember, you are not allowed to have any contact with the human monks, otherwise... I, the demon clan, will surely trample the Baiyu River and cut you, a thief, into pieces with a thousand knives!"
"I know, I know……"
Mrs. Xu was trembling with fear.
"snort!"
It's been a long time since Yaokui left, but Mrs. Xu still didn't dare to say a word.
…
"Zhizhi~~~"
With the sound of his feet stepping on the snow, the eleventh-level demon named "Cat King" continued southward along the Baiyu River, with a sinister look in his eyes. Just an hour ago, the Ninth Army Tent
The commander-in-chief Bai Ye found him and asked Yaokui to personally come to the snowy Tianchi to clean up those unsightly things. Bai Ye is the cousin of Master Yuxi and the commander-in-chief of a military tent. Bai Ye came to invite him personally. This honor
It's enough to make Yaokui stand out among the demon clan.
The reason why he is called Catfish Kui is because he is actually a giant catfish in the northern rivers. He has practiced hard over the years, and he has climbed to heaven step by step to seek enlightenment. He finally ranks among the upper five realms and becomes the name on the genealogy of the Demon Ancestor.
One of them, was given the name by the Demon Ancestor himself, Catfish Chief, the leader among the catfish, and all the honors in the world are nothing but this.
Yaokui walked along the Baiyu River, passed by the old site of the town, and came to the old site of the book store. Looking at the scene that had been razed to the ground, he still said "poof", damn, that hateful young man,
During the battle a hundred years ago, Catfish King was just an eight-level catfish spirit that had just formed a golden elixir. He was drifting with the current in the river hundreds of miles away, and the waves were joyful. At that time, Qin Suihan's Dharma Body emerged from the ground.
Starting from the beginning, he drew his sword to compete with the immortals from the Sea of All Heavens. At that time, Yaokui was so frightened by the pressure of this dharma body that he ran away and peed. It was really embarrassing at that moment. Now this debt can finally be settled.
Already.
He passed through the town, came to the south, passed outside the abandoned gate of the town, and then went straight down the mountain, all the way to the front of a Tiger Temple on the mountainside.
"Su Shanjun, you are fine!"
Yaokui sneered: "That guy who is a swordsman in the lower fifth realm on the snowy Tianchi, must he have some connection with Mr. Su Shan?"
Shanjun Temple is silent.
"snort!"
Yaokui sneered again: "Can you escape everything by being silent? I, Yaokui, want this kid's life. When I take his life, I hope Su Shanjun will not meddle in other people's business, otherwise...whose face will I have?"
I won't care about it and just flatten this Shanjun Temple with one foot. By then, I'm afraid Su Shanjun won't even have a place for his bigger butt."
"Oh, is it so?"
In the Tiger Temple, a graceful figure in white clothes appeared. Su Shanjun sat on the roof of the Tiger Temple, looking like a broken jar, and said: "I am just an Eighth Realm Mountain God now, it doesn't matter... cheap
I have only one life, but my destiny has not been awakened. Master Yaokui can kill him if he wants. Come on, what else can I do? I am not as strong as others. I have to stand firm when I am beaten~~~"
Yaokui frowned: "So, Su Shanjun decided to intervene to save that kid?"
"Did I say that?"
Su Shanjun smiled slightly: "But Master Niokui had better think clearly and don't compare the Snowy Tianchi today to the Snowy Tianchi a month ago. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will have to suffer the consequences yourself."
"What's the meaning?"
Yao Kui raised his eyebrows and sneered: "The wind has stopped and the rain has stopped. Su Shanjun thinks he can do it again?"
"Hi~~~"
Su Shanjun rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Master Niokui is really talented and speaks smoothly. It would be a pity not to go to school and rush to take the exam to become the number one scholar."
Yaokui rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. When I take action, Su Shanjun can take action, but if Yaokui doesn't do it lightly or hard, such as breaking Su Shanjun's tattered golden body, what will happen again?"
Or it may have wiped out one of Su Shanjun’s fortunes. I can’t blame me for all this, after all, it was the tiger himself who asked for it.”
"I don't blame you, I don't blame you."
Su Shanjun waved his hand and said with a smile: "Master Yaokui, hurry up and get out of here. I want to continue sleeping."
Yaokui turned around and left.
He wished he could immediately turn around and flatten the temple of the tiger, turning the extremely handsome tiger into a ghost. But he didn't dare. After all, the Demon Ancestor personally told him a hundred years ago that the Snowy Land
Anyone on Tianchi can be killed, but Su Shanjun cannot be killed. As for why he can't be killed? Because one day the Demon Ancestor was sleeping so soundly, and suddenly someone fell into a dream. The person who appeared in the dream was dressed in a green shirt, and he was carrying a silver sky gun behind his back.
Sheathing the sword, he cupped his fist at Demon Ancestor and said with a smile: "Old Demon Ancestor, Ding Muchen is so polite! Just say a word and leave. No one in the snowy Tianchi or Su Fu can touch you. If you Demon Ancestor kills him easily,
, I, Ding Muchen, will fight to get rid of the fourteen realms sealed by Tianchi, and I will kill you in the lower realms."
In one sentence, the demon ancestor was so frightened that he dared to cross the snow-covered Tianchi with his army, but he did not dare to kill Su Shanjun. Back then, countless demons of the upper five realms passed by this dilapidated Shanjun Temple. Who dared to take action? On the contrary, that
After Lin Zhao died in the battle, Su Shanjun, who looked elegant and handsome, held a stool at the entrance of Shanjun Temple every day for several months and cursed at a group of passing big monsters.
The demon's ancestors have scolded him for eighteen hundred generations. The words were extremely unpleasant and contained a high level of "mother", but no one in the demon clan dared to touch him.
This man cannot be offended. Unless the Soldier Saint falls, he will be the "truly invincible" in the world.
…
Yaokui turned around and went up the mountain, wearing a gray cloak that rustled in the wind. When he reached the old site of the town, he frowned and looked up at the sky. Clouds were lingering in the night sky, waving over the snowy Tianchi.
It seems like it’s going to snow again? That’s not right. This time the snow seems to have more human factors.
"snort!"
He suddenly felt something, jumped up, and his body turned into a ray of golden light and shot straight into the sky above the clouds. Immediately, he stepped lightly with his feet and landed on a floating cloud. He looked ahead and said with a smile: "A mere
Master Yun, you still dare to play tricks in front of me?"
"Don't dare~~~"
The clouds lingered and turned into the figure of an old swordsman. It was Han Buyu. He smiled slightly and said: "Master Yun Han Buyu, see Mr. Daokui in the upper five realms. The higher the realm, the better. This pressure is about to
It’s crushing to death…”
Yaokui frowned and said: "Han Buyu, you died in an ugly way back then, what do you want to do now? Just be your cloud master. Isn't it good to be a leisurely and leisurely cloud master? If you have to think about it, you can do it again.
If human beings do something, they won’t be afraid of death, right?”
"People who have died once are not so afraid."
Han Buyu said: "Master Niokui, you don't really want to kill me, do you?"
"You think I don't dare?"
Catfish Kui suddenly swooped over and landed a heavy punch on Han Buyu's chest. Suddenly there was a loud "Puff" sound in the sky. Han Buyu's body was shattered in an instant, but in the next second, clouds swirled around,
Han Buyu's body was condensed again. He looked a little pale and said: "Oh, Master Yun's magical power really can't be used too much. It's an old bone. Lord Yaokui really must kill me."
Master Yun, who is entrusted by heaven and earth? Are you not afraid of being contaminated by the cause and effect of the great avenue of heaven and earth?"
Yao Kui frowned, indeed he was a little worried. He sneered: "I will come again. The next time I come is the day when the boy from the fifth level of the human race will die. I hope you, Han Buyu, will respect yourself and don't come to die on your own. Otherwise, even if it is on your body,
It doesn’t matter to me whether it’s contamination or karma.”
"Congratulations to Mr. Niokui!"
"snort!"
Yaokui turned around and left.
Han Buyu frowned and looked at the other party's voice. What he thought in his heart was that if the third shopkeeper is still cultivating, he will cut you down with one sword and then make a pot of catfish soup. At that time, the catfish soup will be served with
Wine, the more you drink, the more you drink, it makes you happy just thinking about it!
The old swordsman was a world-famous gourmet when he was alive, and of course he will still be one after he dies.
This chapter has been completed!