According to the original plan, the beheading technique and martial arts should be used first, and at most, two or three feet to chop off the head of the giant fox besieged in the city.

Then he forced the White Bone Taoist into the divine platform and forced the other party to join forces with the ancient witch. Chen Ping'an directly played a one-on-two martial arts show.

As for whether the woman in the green skirt will join the battlefield, or target herself with some ancient secret technique, Chen Ping'an will wait and see.

Of course, it is not that you can win by picking four, but that you have entered the eleventh realm. It is rare to have this opportunity to cultivate martial arts. Go to see the twelve.

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On the other side of the capital, the huge body of the fox clan's co-lord was slapped with more than a hundred swords, like a snow-white carpet stained with rouge powder.

The old master of Qingqiu said furiously: "Bai Jing! Do you really have to be obsessed with me and be a life-and-death enemy?!"

In an instant, the white beards of fox tails turned into countless long swords, poking at the tiny figure of the bone-attached gangrene, which was like a "Sword Mountain" temple.

The girl with a sable hat was just leaping agilely, like a bird, and could always escape those blades and escape from the gaps in the sword forest.

The old master of Qingqiu's huge eyes suddenly turned red, "Okay, okay, since you Bai Jing is not missing the old love, don't blame me for breaking your ugly body and chew your true body to nourish you. From now on, sister Bai Jing, you and I can live together in the same room, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

It's furious.

Xie Gou is not greedy for merit. She always knows what level she is now. She flips a few times, and her slender figure, which seems to be weak, lands on the ridge outside the city, holding her sable hat, flipping her wrist, turning her short sword, and flashing bright light.

Xie Gou grinned and said, "I bet you can't bear to push all your entire life to the gambling table."

The white fox, who had already achieved the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, pressed down with one claw, shattering the large ridge of fields, "Bai Jing, do you think you are the only one who is cruel and fierce?!"

Xie Gou shrank to the ground several times and avoided five cold lights one after another. "I finally managed to get a great freedom to see the skylight again. Oh, are you willing to give up, you are reluctant to give up."

The old master of Qingqiu narrowed his eyes.

Xie Gou pointed at its head with a short sword, "I'm so poor, the slutty fox remember to lose money!"

The old master of Qingqiu was very clear about the power of Bai Jing's short sword. The most troublesome thing about the ancient Taoist priest was that the injury was difficult to heal, and it was easy to be fussed by the scattered sword energy. Therefore, when recuperating, in addition to wasting time, he also had to waste a lot of spiritual energy, heaven and earth treasures. There is also a type of sword energy of sword cultivator who is the most rogue. After a fight, the Taoist priest who forced the sword cultivator to retreat seemed to have not hurt the foundation of the great way, but often at critical moments, the sword energy was affected.

The short sword in Bai Jing's hand, although it is inconspicuous, is the master of this type of sword cultivator's ruthless methods.

Xie Gou smiled and said, "What, do you want to see the outcome and then decide the relationship between enemies and friends?"

The old master of Qingqiu gently bent his claws, showing his sharp edge, without saying anything, and the fox tails swayed continuously.

The sword cultivator Bai Jing acted treacherously and was extremely difficult to deal with. She chose... After a certain Taoist name, she almost planned it secretly for a long time. She must kill her with one blow, handed out a sword or several consecutive swords in one go. If she failed to hit the attack, she would escape from a distance and would never fight.

Bai Jing is already extremely talented and has mixed magic. Other ancient Taoist priests may have spent their entire lives to cultivate one or two magical Taoist priests to the level of perfection. But what did she learn? Who is not jealous of Bai Jing? Who is not afraid of this kind of sword cultivator who seems to be diligent in Taoism every day?

I remember that there was a big demon in the Ascension Realm with a deep Taoist power, placing the same place. At that time, Bai Jing was a ground immortal, and actually took the initiative to draw his sword. Although it did hurt the other party very much, it also caused the other party's anger. Both sides started a chase and escape. Who would have thought that Bai Jing would successfully enter the Ascension Realm between life and death? The fate of the Ascension Realm monster can be imagined. In addition to a fresh Taoist name, Bai Jing's spoils are the short sword that the great demon could never successfully refine.

The old master of Qingqiu sneered repeatedly.

Xie Gou jumped back and deliberately pretended to look horrified.

It turned out that the slutty fox hugged two ministers under his skirt.

An ancient Taoist appeared on the ground, holding a piece of ebony in one hand, holding a pair of fingers in the other hand, erecting on his chest, and smilingly said, "Fellow Daoist Bai Jing, we're meeting again."

There was also a burly woman wearing golden armor, with a rough face, holding a melon-edged hammer in both hands, and without saying a word, she waved her double hammer and hit the tiny girl with a squid hat.

Xie Gou ran around and said with a smile: "Sister A Zi, how can you entertain distinguished guests? It's just a reason to serve two large plates of hard dishes. It's all cool dishes, it's not a matter of no particularity."

Xie Gou was joking, but Dao's heart was like water. If he was still in the peak state, he would act in one go and count it.

Now, I have to play with her with my temper.

This fox charming boy was able to wander around the world in his early years, of course, and was extremely skilled. He could not only protect himself and kill enemies, but also kill all of them.

On that infinitely lonely ancient wasteland, as long as you see "people", it is often a life and death.

No matter who it is, if you dare to underestimate any Taoist, you will always suffer a lot.

A sword light penetrated the heads of the burly armored warrior and the ancient Taoist. Since the traces of the White Bone Taoist were not found for the time being, I came here for a trip.

The old master of Qingqiu sighed quietly and took back the broken bodies of the two puppets, which was really vulnerable.

Seeing that the sword light had no intention of confronting him, he paused for a moment, as if warning the giant fox, and then returned to the blue sky.

The old master of Qingqiu felt helpless and had to calm down the murderous intention of dialogue with Bai Jing.

No one is willing to provoke the master of this sword light.

He has a high killer power, a stubborn temper, many flying swords, and is rampant in the world, asking about swords everywhere.

Pure sword cultivator is an alien in the world, and he is even an alien among the aliens.

Ancient Taoists either intervene in Taoism with the right time to stop, improve their own Taoism and learn more about Taoism. This is a fellow Taoist fellow. Or fight each other and sacrifice their lives. They always have to get a benefit, which is not a loss. For example, a few secret treasures on the other party, a Taoist tradition inheritance, occupy a ready-made Taoist temple, or covet the other party’s true body of the demon clan and the earth immortal golden body.

But he is not.

Who did he ask for a sword? It was really just a sword.

Who is willing to cause trouble for him? The other party has four natal flying swords. If he is forced to do it, he will definitely be a disaster. If he doesn't want to do it, he will not think about it.

Since the other party can not even leave his true body in the world, what is the point even if he wins him? Maybe he will still have to pay the Dao to the fundamentals.

Xie Gou also put his sword in his arms, put it back in his sleeve, and raised his head high.

The old master of Qingqiu was inexplicably happy, why did Bai Jing be happy?

On the other side of the divine platform, a blue figure passed through the neck of the divine general, and the divine general was suddenly shorter.

It turned out that the neck was broken and the head fell down, as if it was placed on a spine.

The ancient witch was obviously a little surprised. She moved one step further and came directly to the farthest point diagonally of the divine platform.

However, Chen Ping'an, who was also bullied, stabbed the neck with a knife.

Gu Wu saw that the man in the green shirt suddenly blew his hair, and it was obvious that he suddenly increased his strength and forced his neck to open.

The five fingers were bent like a hook, the arms were stretched out, and the ancient witch was pulled out directly, so they pulled her feet off the ground and overturned to the ground!

The entire platform shook violently and swayed violently. The bronze sacred trees, candlesticks and other objects jumped high and fell heavily to the ground.
Chapter completed!