"It's really good. I thought you could never find me. As a result, it was only two incense sticks. You actually found me behind you. It's good. As far as Dao Cultivating his weak physique, your spiritual consciousness is still very sensitive."

A voice with a smile rang behind Xiucheng.

Xiu Cheng looked back in shock, but saw that behind the place where he had just stood, a middle-aged scholar in a white robe was standing quietly in the air, with a slightly white hair and a relaxed look. He looked at Xiu Cheng with a slight scent of playfulness, "But it would be too rude to say that I was peeping at you. It was obviously I came first, and whether I came here or I wanted to go down to help, it was all my first... Why do you say I peeping at you?"

"Stop joking about me. You are clearly deliberately spying on your family... and say, what is your origin?"

Xiucheng showed a solemn expression on his face. He was able to hide behind him for so long and not be discovered by him. He was able to stand in the air. This is at least the ability only innate warriors have!

In other words, this white-clothed scribe is at least a warrior in the innate realm.

He shouted, "Are you coming for our Yin-Yang Dao Sect?"

"Are you actually a member of the Yin-Yang Dao Sect?"

The white-clothed scholar smiled and said, "You can stand in the air for so long and not be discovered. You should be a Taoist master who refines the spirit and returns to the void. Among the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect, there are only Taoist first human Taoist Wuya and the Yin-Yang Law Enforcement Elder Xiucheng. Your age... is Xiucheng? It's really strange. Why didn't the law enforcement elder of the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect travel thousands of miles to my basin?"

"You really know my origin. Did you come to Master Dao?"

"No...in fact, I came to meet one of my old friends."

The white-clothed essayer said: "I received a letter from one of my friends. After learning that one of my old friends came to the river basin, I came to see him, and there was no other meaning. After arriving here, I found that my old friend was in trouble. I planned to help immediately, but I found that someone was secretly spying on him, so I came to take a look."

"After the old friend? Could it be that you are referring to Su Jing?"

"Su Jing?"

The white-clothed scholar was stunned and confused, "Why is his surname Su? Shouldn't it be... it's really strange..."

"Hmph, you came for him as well."

Xiucheng was immediately convinced, thinking that it seemed that this guy also discovered the magic of Su Jing, so he wanted to get him? After arranging some messy old friends, in fact, you really don’t want to deceive me easily!

But then... the white-clothed scholar showed a strange look on his face and said, "It doesn't matter who I came to, because I have seen the person I want to meet, and even by chance, I met a Taoist master from the Yin-Yang Taoist Sect, which was really a surprise!

His eyes became more and more enthusiastic. If he was a gentle and gentle scholar before, then after learning about Xiucheng's identity, he seemed to have become a different person in an instant, and he instantly completed the transformation from a scholar to a warrior. He felt a fanatical fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, and he said word by word: "I don't know who I am? Then remember it carefully, you can call me Mr. Kuang."

"Mr. Mad?"

Xiucheng felt aroused, and thought that this was not a name, but rather a nickname.

"Do you dare to tell your real name?"

"This is my real name!"

The scribe in white laughed and said, "Speaking of this, I have always been interested in challenging your senior brother Dao Wuya. I didn't expect that I would meet you, the second master of Taoism, now. It's just right. I'll use you to practice your skills first!"

"Arrogant, you are so arrogant!"

"I've said that my name is Mr. Kuang. If I'm not Kuang, how can I be worthy of this name?"

As Mr. Kuang laughed wildly, he finished speaking.

A muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky...

Suddenly, there was a loud crack.

The clouds in the sky were scattered directly, and a lightning bolt spread out from the sky, and then fell directly into the air...

Mr. Kuang was in the sky, raised his hand and held the lightning in his hand.

In his palm, thunder was raging, slowly forming a sword.

He laughed wildly and said, "I heard that Taoist sword cultivators are so fast that they are far beyond the speed of warriors. I wonder if I can be lucky enough to see it today?"

"You have entered the Tao with thunder... You have actually entered the Tao?"

Xiucheng was shocked, but looking at the might of the sky, he immediately reacted, "No, no, you just took this step, hum, and it was just imitating others' words..."

He shouted: "A mere innate warrior dares to challenge my senior brother so arrogantly. Today I will let you know why the alien cultivation of hundreds of ways is the highest sword cultivation!"

The words come to an end!

The flying sword on the chest dissipated...

And behind it, a huge sword wing suddenly appeared. The giant wings were spread out, nearly a hundred feet tall, covering the sky and the sun. Each wing was in the shape of a flying sword that had dissipated before!

"A mere innate warrior, let you know how magical my sword cultivator is!!!"

Xiucheng roared, and countless flying swords were as dense as locust rain, covering the entire sky... and stabbing towards Mr. Madman at the same time!

And at this time.

Below...

"It's weird, why did it suddenly thunder?"

Although Su Jing escaped, Dong Xiaowan was still there. Liu Qian, Lao Wang and others carefully protected Dong Xiaowan, watching the iron-hearted maniac who slowly got up from the ground.

This guy is not weak, so he must be on guard!

Just thinking about...

But the sky was slowly covered by dark clouds.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.

A child raised his head, then an inexplicable light appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Look, there are gods fighting in the sky!"

Although the sound is light.

But everyone present had great skills... they all heard it clearly.

They looked up instinctively.

Then I saw the silent lightning roar in the sky, making the sky pale, and a figure was passing through the thunder and thunder, and the figure appeared faintly, sometimes without, as if it could transform into endless thunder!

But behind him, countless flying swords followed closely like meteor showers. As the man dodged, he seemed to be spiritual, and turned left and right, and turned left and right...

"It's...Sword Cultivator!!!"

Tie Xinkuang, who was originally full of shame and annoyance, was about to chase Su Jing in the direction of escaping, and his face turned pale in an instant. With such a terrible momentum, the flying swords were endless. He was simply the only one who saw it in his life. It was so terrible. This was far from the realm he could imagine!

Thinking of Su Jing's quick sword before, and the flying sword that was still moving like a corpse on the ground.

Is this the one who beats the younger one and the old one?

But this old man came too quickly, right?

Tiexin tried desperately to comfort himself in his heart, maybe he was just passing by Dao Xiu... Yes, he was just passing by!

But this... is it a coincidence that I passed by?
Chapter completed!