Cultivation villain

The yellow sand flew, and the smoke and dust filled the dust. The armor that was stepping forward made the sand tremble. The big sword in his hand shone brightly, and the gossip on it rotated. The yellow gossip on the ground slowly gathered on his knife.

This step by step is like the sound of a life-seeking bell or the sound of a drum, beating Bi Yao and the hearts of that man one by one.

It's getting closer, closer. The black gossip on the armor is even more crazy, the thumb is as thick as a snake like a curved hole, and it's shuttled non-stop.

The young man holding a spear held up his gun and supported himself, his eyes flashed red. The spear in his hand raised and pointed at the armor step by step. At this time, Bi Yao forced herself to support her body. She glared at the armor and said nothing.

"You'd better give up!" The words of the armored bardo came coldly.

Let the two people standing not far away feel tight again.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

At this moment, the sudden scene made three figures on the yellow sand look up. A black rolling cloud covered half of the world.

Seeing this, the armor suddenly slashed at the Black Cloud.

The sword burst out, the speed of lightning, and the target was the rolling black clouds.

However, the black clouds were faster and swooped down, wrapped around the boy and Bi Yao, and then rushed into the sky. At the same time, a black smoke as thick as a waist hit the moment the howling sword light came here.

The black smoke poured down like water, extinguished the knife light and pressed down on the armor.

The armor was stunned, then raised its sword to greet him, and a black light curtain fell, covering the armor. Under the huge pressure, the armor went deep into the sand and stopped before stopping.

All of this was done in the flash of lightning. The speed of the armor made the black air beat. He rushed out of the sand and roared at the disappeared black smoke.

Immediately, yellow sand overflowed from the armor. In a blink of an eye, countless cracks were cracked on the armor, and then it fell on the sand with a loud bang. After a burst of smoke and dust, only yellow sand was left here.

At this moment, fifty feet underground where Qin Zong Chen Guyi lived, a young man breathed a sigh of relief. The red hairspring on his body whirled, making him more red and brighter.

The red color of the eyes gradually faded away and returned to the bright light.

"The fate is connected, and it is born without form." He murmured to himself and closed his eyes and began to meditate.

While the young man was speaking, a black smoke rolled forward in the sky, making a frightening sound. After a while, an old man was exposed in the black smoke. The old man was dressed in a torn dress and had a disheveled face. He was carrying a huge bag behind him.

The slightly narrowed eyes were extremely comfortable, and the dark face was smiling. He was carrying a big bag and galloping forward like lightning. His speed was unparalleled.

After a short cup of tea, he flew into one side of Qinzong Market and entered a thatched hut. He pulled the big bag and two people rolled out, one man and one woman.

With one hand, he put away the big bag, then walked to the haystack on the side and went to sleep.

"It's delicious!" After a while, he muttered.

Half an hour later, the man on the ground woke up. He opened his eyes and looked around. He found himself in a thatched hut. He couldn't help but be surprised. After getting up and looking around for a week, he saw the familiar figure sleeping in the haystack and thought to himself: "Can he save me?"

While thinking, he walked to the woman and shouted softly: "Biyao, wake up."

After a moment of action, the figure moved slightly and his eyes opened, "Junior Brother Wu Yu, where is this?"

"This is the residence of the senior." This is the place where the old beggar lives. Of course, Chen Guyi could not say that, he could only say so to Bi Yao. Then he walked to the haystack and bowed, "Thank you for your life-saving grace!"

"Ah!" The old beggar stretched and rubbed his eyes. When he saw Chen Gu, he was quite surprised: "You... Why are you here?"

"Me?" Chen Guyi was even more incredible. He felt that a black smoke fell down, and he lost all the consciousness. Then he woke up and arrived here. When he heard the old beggar ask, he felt even more confused: "Aren't you who saved us here?"

"I'm sleeping here, how can I save you!" The old beggar shook his head with a wry smile: "Are you sleepwalking?"

Chen Guyi felt even more puzzled when he heard this. But when the old beggar said this, perhaps he didn't know that after entering the snow-capped mountain, he was taken hostage by Yeyou God to the battlefield of death.

At that moment, he smiled slightly: "Since I don't admit it, I won't force it. But thank you, senior." After Chen Guyi said that, he turned around and helped Biyao up.

"Boy, I'm hungry." The old beggar said hurriedly when he saw Chen Guyi was about to help Biyao leave here. His eyes were narrowed, revealing yellow teeth and laughing.

"I feel a little hungry after hearing what my senior said. Since that's the case, I'll wait for a while and I'll go to the market to get some food. Senior Sister Biyao, you're here to talk to the senior."

"Me?" Biyao saw that the old beggar's body was ragged and his eyes were slightly narrowed. She felt quite uncomfortable. The old beggar's hands, whose fingernails were covered with dark mud, touched her chin, and she felt like vomiting, "I'm going to go to the market, let's go together."

The old beggar smiled slightly and waved his hand and said, "You go together, go together." Then, the old beggar walked to Chen Guyi, blinked his eyes, and whispered, "I will have a female companion so soon, boy is good, hehe." As soon as he said that, he waved his hand and turned around and continued to walk into the haystack.

Chen Guyi wanted to say something back into his stomach.

When Biyao heard this, her face turned slightly red. She hurriedly pulled Biyao out of the thatched hut.

The two walked along the stone steps towards the market below.

"Junior Brother Wu Yu, how did you know this old beggar?" Bi Yao asked in confusion while walking. In his impression, this old beggar was the one who begs in the market.

Although everyone in the market knew him, no one really understood the origin of the old beggar. Because the old beggar had no cultivation and just begged for a living, everyone did not ask anything.

Chen Guyi was slightly stunned, and then said, "I met him when I first entered here, senior..."

"Senior? I think it's just an old beggar!" Bi Yao curled her lips disdainfully. She thought of the black mud in the old beggar's nails and then fell silent.

Chen Guyi smiled bitterly: "You can't see the people in this world. You can't see the surface of whether they are dragons or tigers. Anyway, he is a master."

"Master?" Bi Yao smiled and said, "I think it's a mess!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Gu's face gradually became sank. After he glanced at Bi Yao, he accelerated his pace.

"You can't despise the person I respect. Don't laugh at him, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you." Chen Guyi said coldly.

Bi Yao looked at Chen Guyi, and a strange color lit up in the depths of her eyes. When she was with Yeyou God, he once said that she had killed countless people. In the battlefield of death, he was also a decisive person.

A murderous devil now respects an old beggar so much. What kind of person is he?

Looking at the figure walking forward, Bi Yao thought to herself: "It's really hard to see through! Is he a human or a demon?" She thought to herself, and she was about to follow her feet tightly.

After a while, the two walked to the market. The bustling crowd walked back and forth, and the sounds of crying came one after another.

Chen Gu looked around and then walked towards the hotel. At this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar figure and hurried over. (To be continued.)