The previous fox fire burned his shiny black hair cleanly, and even his greasy body became a little charred.
On his chest, there were three shocking wounds, and the blood was flowing.
An Lu looked ferocious, and his arms suddenly exerted force and slapped his feet.
The people who were watching all exclaimed in surprise.
Unexpectedly, the woman quickly put her palms on the ground, slapped hard, and then drew two wind blades.
An Lu felt a pain in his chest and was hit by two wind blades again.
But before Ayu could stand still, Zhou Zhou came to kill with a golden axe. Ayu gritted his teeth angrily. This ax was extremely weird, and the aura attached to it seemed to be a natural victory over fox monsters like her.
Generally, any contact or rubbing can cause the qi movement in her body to stagnate, and the pain will be unbearable, like burning.
As a monster that breathes out spiritual energy and cultivates into a human form, if the muscles and apertures on its huge body are reduced to the size of a human body, the power of its magic will be greatly reduced. Now facing this powerful enemy holding a magical weapon, now
Revealing the true form of the great demon is the only way to deal with the enemy.
Ayu snorted coldly, and in an instant, a pair of beautiful eyes melted into the vertical eyes of a beast, and sharp canine teeth grew out of his lips. He resolutely stabbed out with his fox claws, and clashed with the golden axe!
On the eaves, golden ripples rippled, and Ayu screamed, her fingers dripping with blood, and she fell to the ground. Zhou Zhou, who was wearing golden armor, showed no less murderous intent and decisively struck Ayu with the ax in his hand.
At the critical moment, behind the restaurant, a white rainbow light rose from the ground and went straight into the sky, causing the sky to be filled with clouds and mist.
When the lightning fell, Zhou Zhou suddenly felt his palms go numb. The dazzling white thunder and lightning immediately wrapped around the axe, and then a force like a mountain torrent surged in. Zhou Zhou had to give up the idea of understanding Ayu for the time being, and swung the ax to smash one lightning after another.
"Who is coming!" Zhou Zhou shouted.
Ayu raised her head and found a young man in front of her, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was dressed in white and had long hair like a waterfall spread on his back.
The young man's face was dull, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "My name is Bai Lu."
"Are you that donkey?" Ayu suddenly realized.
The young man coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed. He turned his head, revealing half of his face that was as bright as the moon. He frowned slightly and said, "The donkey is just an illusion. To be precise, I am a dragon..."
Ayu was stunned in place, this face looked a bit familiar, and he quickly said in a cold voice: "Who wants you to meddle in other people's business!"
Bai Lu looked at the scars on Ayu's body and her stubbornness, and waved her hands: "Don't get me wrong, you are a fox and I am a dragon. I am not just looking for sex and want to please you. My hands are really itchy."
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Bai Lu turned his head to look at Zhou Zhou, and then gently slapped his heart with his palm. Suddenly, his body was covered with snow-white and bright silver scales, which condensed into armor, making the white night feel cold.
He pointed at the golden armor and said arrogantly: "Hey! You are so ugly in this golden armor! So tonight Uncle Bai Lu will beat you until you can't take care of yourself!"
The five fingers are covered with sharp claws, dazzling with lightning, and wrapped around the fingertips.
Zhou Xuan, who was ten steps away, suddenly smiled when he heard the young man's shameless words: "You better really be able to."
In the sky above Chunjiu Alley, golden light and silver light were facing each other tit for tat. Every time they collided, there would be an ear-splitting roar in the sea of clouds.
And Ayu also killed Anlu again.
"I didn't expect that this white donkey turned out to be the descendant of a real dragon in the world. It's just that the quality is a little different. The dragon's horns were sawed off. But the old slave has some doubts. Is this white dragon really bought at the market in Yuqiao Town?"
Xia Ze nodded, looking slightly drunk: "What? Have you got a clue?"
Wu Zhuan looked at Yunjian Baihong: "If I remember correctly, apart from the sword immortals everywhere in Liuzhou and the swordsmiths grabbing a handful of them, the most numerous ones are the dragons in the Dragon Abyss of the West Sea. They are there day after day.
Year after year, I use the body of a dragon to attack the thunder pond, hoping to shed the body of the dragon and transform into a dragon."
"But there are very few people who have achieved greatness. Many dragons were chopped into ashes. Those who were lucky enough to survive were covered in bruises and had no chance of ascending to heaven. This white dragon is obviously only one step away from transforming into a dragon. I don't know why.
Both horns were sawed off, and even the body of a true dragon cannot be maintained."
Xia Ze was thoughtful when he heard Wu Zhuan say again: "I know that my lord is worried that there will be many troubles and countless enemies during the trip to Daqi, so he wants to go north and give up on the westward journey. But the old slave has something to say.
Needless to say, if my lord wants to go to Liuzhou, he has to go to Daqi, and the advantages of this trip outweigh the disadvantages."
"Oh? How do you say this?" Xia Ze asked.
"Liuzhou is located in the northwest of Piaomiaozhou. During this period, they have to cross the vast West Sea. Even monks in the Xianglong Realm or even the Wind Control Realm have to walk on the air for seven days and seven nights without sleep, and there are people who have cultivated in the water and have entered the Great Luo Realm.
The monsters covet the human race’s golden elixir and flesh and blood for a long time. If we don’t take a ship at Daqi Ferry, it will not be easy to cross the West Sea.”
Xia Ze nodded repeatedly. Many times, Wu Zhuan thought about things much more thoughtfully than him. He had a feeling that as long as he was still in Piaomiaozhou, he was not too far away from home.
Wu Zhuan frowned and fell into memories: "Besides, I have an old friend in Daqi who has some friendship with me. He can use secret methods to open up another Qi Palace when the Lord's three souls and seven souls are not stable.
Let the Lord temporarily enter the realm of Qi Practitioner."
Xia Ze was stunned and said: "Is this true?"
Wu Zhui's words were like a torrential rain, falling on his long-dry heart. Since he was ten years old, many mountain sects came to Yunxi Town to measure the bones of the children in the town, and it was concluded that he was extremely talented.
Poor, not even qualified to join the sect as a handyman.
At that time, he looked at the happy faces of the selected children, and felt extremely envious in his heart.
He promised a certain girl that he would be the most amazing swordsman in the world. At that time, he was just a country boy who had not yet entered the martial arts career. He was ignorant and had no idea what this promise entailed.
How heavy the weight is.
Later, his three souls and seven souls were shot to pieces by someone. The chance to survive had already consumed the efforts of Mu Tao and many people, so there was no need to think about refining Qi.
It’s not that he feels that practicing boxing is too hard, tiring and has no future, but precisely because of this promise, he is afraid that his boxing training is not pure enough, not strong enough, and that he will be mediocre all his life, and one day he will be out of reach.
The girl is getting further and further away.
He is now a swordsman. Only because he has a semi-immortal soldier-level Lihuo Bahuang Sword can he wield a sword. If he wants to become a swordsman, he must first refine his Qi.
No matter how your magic reaches the sky and the gods and demons suppress the realm, I only have one sword.
Only one sword can cut through the blue sky, split the stars and rivers in the sky, and divide the mountains and seas into nine parts. This is sword cultivation.
Wu Zhuan handed a letter to Xia Ze and said with a wry smile: "My old friend has a bit of a weird temperament. He is a blacksmith."
Outside the window, dark clouds rolled and the wind howled.
After half a stick of incense, the sound of the wind gradually became fainter.
There was a charred black thing, whose features could not be distinguished, and it crashed to the ground, as if it was lifeless, while the light white fox landed lightly on the charred chest.
The entire behemoth actually pressed the ground down four feet, then twisted its body and transformed into the beautiful woman again.
Ayu raised her toes and rubbed hard on the ground. Her stomach was churning. This Anlu was not that powerful. It was just a mouth that had been in a manure pit, and the obscene words spewed out were disgusting.
On the other side, it also ended quietly.
In the center of the clouds, only a silvery rainbow light remained, erratic, and finally landed suddenly on the roof.
Bai Lu looked proud and carefree, dragging the bloody Zhou Zhou in his hand, and with a big wave of his hand, Zhou Zhou, who had passed out, fell into the house.
Wu Zhui smelled the smell of blood at his feet and turned to ask Xia Ze: "Master, didn't you take the time to teach him etiquette?"
Xia Ze helplessly spread his hands, the donkey belongs to He Xu.
The sight of this precious armor and an ax really made Wu Zhui's heart itch, so he ignored the unpleasant smell of blood, hooked his five fingers, and with a snap, the armor separated.
Zhou Zhou, who had already passed out long ago, felt pain in his eyes, and was kicked to death again by Wu Zhuan, who had an indifferent smile on his face.
"Forget it. Seeing that he has made a great contribution, I will postpone the old slave's etiquette class for a while."
Outside the alley, the woman, who looked arrogant and domineering at first, was horrified when she saw that the two members of the Yang family were defeated one after another. She immediately ordered the servants who were holding torches to stand back, then turned around and fled.
Ayu sneered, transformed into a three-foot-long white fox again, stepped on the eaves, and caught up with the woman in an instant.
The woman felt the clothes tightening behind her back, and her feet were already flying off the ground. She screamed in fright. She turned her head and saw a fox head as big as an ox, with fierce gleams in its eyes and black eyes.
, fainted.
The warm water flowed down the woman's heels. Ayu's original intention was to scare her, but seeing this, he had no choice but to throw the woman on the eaves.
The next moment, a black figure came from the other end of Qingcheng Town with great momentum, and then punched Ayu in the face, sending her flying backwards and collapsing three houses in a row.
The person who came was none other than Yang You, the head of the Yang family. He was seen hugging the sun with both hands, his eyes were about to burst and he shouted angrily: "You evil beast, you hurt my wife and bullied my children. Today I will ask you to pay for it with your life."
Before the man landed, Bai Lu had already pulled himself up and wanted to save Ayu, but he was still a step too late. He immediately became furious and turned the lightning in his hand into a blue dragon, blasting towards Yang You.
There was a trace of surprise in Yang You's eyes, but he didn't hesitate for too long. Two long swords, one red and one purple, landed on his left and right hands respectively, and then stepped forward with his left foot, standing out two fierce sword auras of different colors.
The thunder and lightning blue dragon barely dispersed a sword energy, and then disappeared into thin air.
In the end, Bai Lu took fourteen steps back before he regained his balance.
Yang You originally wanted to kill Ayu and Bailu first, and then settle the score with the young swordsman the woman called him. Unexpectedly, on the window sill of the restaurant in the distance, a young man wearing a green robe climbed out and put on a simple boxing stance.
, a fist full of energy and energy, like a rushing river, flowing backwards and flying.
Yang Youxin said that this person was not simple. As a result, in full view of everyone, the young man stumbled and fell from the window sill, face down, and was slapped heavily on the street.