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Ye Shuangluo in the teahouse

looked at the crystal clear tea, and "accidentally" dropped the teacup on the ground.

As for Nangong Ji, he drank the poisonous tea with a big grin.

Having learned the lesson of the last time, he did not stop Nangong Ji from drinking poisonous tea again, but silently found a place to hide.

As a weak chicken, all he can do is to ensure that he does not lag behind.

As soon as he finished drinking tea, Nangong Ji's face changed greatly, and he shouted angrily:

"No! This tea is poisonous. Seeing

that Nangong Ji had indeed drunk the poisoned tea, the guests in the teahouse, the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper were all gone.

"Dirt buns are soil buns, so easy to get hit."

"One day is mud legs, all your life is mud legs, and you still want to turn over? Dream! "

The smell of the Northland... It stinks.

Hearing their ridicule, Nangong Ji decisively drew his knife and sneered:

"Heh, die for Lao Tzu."

The Seven Tricks of the Demon Knife and the Demon Shadow Technique

swished,

and more than ten scarlet knives slashed towards everyone in the teahouse.

They obviously didn't expect that Nangong Ji was so poisonous that he could burst out with such combat power.

So the people who were originally triumphant died and injured in an instant.

Seeing that there were still fish that slipped through the net, Nangong Ji raised his knife and killed him.

In a few breaths, only one of the poisoned people was still alive.

Nangong Ji specially left him alive, naturally in order to force the mastermind behind the scenes.

He didn't believe that just a few wastes who were so weak that they couldn't talk could actually get the strange poison of "Falling Immortals".

"Tell Lao Tzu, who asked you to harm Lao Tzu?"

Even though the knife was already on his neck, the man was still stubborn.

"Mudlegs, go back to your northern land, you are also worthy of challenging Lord Qixian!"

"Look for death!"

Nangong Ji grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him into the air, then slashed him with a knife.

The

man who spoke wildly was cut in half.

Ye Shuangluo hid in the corner, and after seeing the dust settle, he slowly got up and stood up.

looked at Nangong Ji, who was angry but had some loneliness in his eyes, and it was obvious that his mentality was unbalanced.

When he was watching from the sidelines before, Ye Shuangluo still knew a little about the combat system of this world, focusing on an idealism.

If you have a strong faith, you will be able to exert 100% or even 200% combat effectiveness.

Now Nangong Ji's mentality is unbalanced, and it is obvious that he cannot exert his full combat power.

So Ye Shuangluo walked up to him and said excitedly:

"Congratulations, Master!"

Nangong Ji, who was upset, suddenly heard the voice of the stupid apprentice, and asked impatiently:

"Where does the joy come from?"

Ye Shuangluo said angrily:

"Congratulations Master, the prestige is far away, even the group of guys in Zhongzhou who are above the top feel that if the master arrives at the Qixian Mountain safely, I am afraid that he can really hurt that Qixian."

Hearing this, Nangong Ji was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and laughed, and slapped Ye Shuangluo's shoulder with his palm while laughing.

"Good apprentice, what you said is very right, there is no need to be angry for the teacher, you just need to use the knife of the teacher to smash the spiritual totem of this group of Zhongzhou people."

Feeling the terrifying aura on Nangong Ji's body, Ye Shuangluo nodded.

This first level can be regarded as passed.

Then it's the second level, just continue to implement the course of action without delaying.

Ye Shuangluo, who was resting in bed at night, smelled the familiar fragrance again.

Immediately after, a familiar hoarse voice came into his ears again:

"Little devil cub, you can talk during the day."

After saying that, he wanted to pierce the young man's heart with a dagger.

In

a second, the middle-aged man's arm holding the dagger was cut off.

In the corner, Nangong Ji, who was dressed in black, showed a cruel smile.

"I was really right by Ah He, and sure enough, a stinky mouse came to the door."

"South... Nangong Ji, why are you here? The

middle-aged man looked at the old man who was a head taller than him with a frightened expression, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

The

long knife slid across his waist and helped him finish the second grade.

During the day, Ye Shuangluo listened carefully to the voice of every enemy, and after making sure that there was no one who killed him in his previous life, he secretly kept an eye on it.

After some language art, he successfully persuaded Nangong Ji to come to his room at night to protect himself.

Looking at the dying man, Ye Shuangluo squatted down to his ear and whispered,

"The first time."

The man didn't understand the meaning of these three words, of course, he didn't need to understand, Ye Shuangluo could understand it himself.

......

Qixian Mountain, in front of the mountain gate

, "Qixian Mountain, it is forbidden to carry weapons."

Looking at the two gatekeepers who had no one in their eyes, Ye Shuangluo completely understood a sentence.

The seven officials in front of the prime minister.

The two gatekeepers dared to be so disrespectful to the fifth in the world. (In the previous duel, because the apprentices were all defeated, Nangong Ji felt very shameless, so he didn't make a big deal

about it) In the first week, Nangong Ji was dissatisfied with the attitude of the two, so he chose to forcibly break into the mountain.

Then he was consumed by a wave of physical strength by the mountain protection array, and finally died of exhaustion before he could exert his full strength.

In this life....

Ye Shuangluo took two steps back, and after blessing with the weak internal force in his body, he shouted into the mountain gate:

"Disciple of the Northern Earth Sword Demon Nangong Ji, meet the immortals!"

The two gatekeepers were stunned for a moment, then became angry and shouted

, "You kid, who allowed you to shout in our Qixian Mountain."

After that, he wanted to teach Ye Shuangluo a lesson.

Nangong Ji sneered, and was about to make a move, but when he saw the two disciples halfway out of the sheath, he retreated abruptly.

"Cut, are you coming?"

In the next second, an ethereal and cold voice came into the ears of the two disciples.

"When you come to the door, you are waiting for this virtue?"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

Hearing this familiar voice, the two disciples broke out in a cold sweat and immediately knelt on the ground.

"Please forgive your sins."

As soon as the words fell, a handsome young man dressed in white like snow fell from the sky.

The boy's appearance is extremely young, probably only sixteen or seventeen years old.

The most striking thing is that the center of his eyebrows is a little red, which makes his ruthless and desireless face have some more monsters that should not be there.

The person who came was naturally the owner of Qixian Mountain, the first in the world: Gu Qiancheng.

"The family has family rules, the country has national laws, you go to the torture hall and receive twenty sticks."

The two replied in unison,

"Yes." *2

After dealing with the two self-assertive gatekeepers, a faint smile appeared on Gu Qiancheng's face, and he said

, "It's been a long time, fellow Daoist."

"Hmph."

Nangong Ji snorted coldly, he was most annoyed by Qiancheng's appearance, high up, as if talking to you was a great gift.

Ye Shuangluo, who was standing on the side, glanced at Nangong Ji, and then at Gu Qiancheng.

Who would have thought that the white-haired and white-bearded Nangong Jian was a junior, and the young Gu Qiancheng was an old man.

Gu Qiancheng seemed to have gotten used to Nangong Ji's attitude, and didn't bother with him, but turned his gaze to the young man on the side.

With just one glance, he seemed to be attracted, his gaze was fixed on Ye Shuangluo's body, and he was reluctant to move away for a long time, with a hint of amazement in his eyes.

"It's such a blessing for Daoyou to receive such a jade as a disciple."

Hearing this, Nangong Ji frowned, what was Gu Qiancheng talking about, this stupid apprentice of his own was Puyu?

(What's going on...) Why, I have an urge to fight him)

Ye Shuangluo felt his heart beating wildly uncontrollably, as if he had encountered some rare treasure.

Nangong Jian looked at Gu Qiancheng with a shocked expression, he saw emotions in the other party's eyes for the first time, almost fanatical emotions.

"Ugh."

This unparalleled immortal suddenly sighed for a long time, his fanatical eyes slowly became calm, and finally there was a touch of sadness.

"It's a pity, you were born too late.

If you can give birth to a Jiazi early, you may be able to have a happy battle with this seat.

At this time, Nangong Ji was already so angry that he was about to ascend to heaven on the spot, and the opponent he wanted to challenge directly ignored him and stared at his stupid apprentice, which was a great humiliation for him.

"Gu Qiancheng! You want to have a good fight, right?

Why do you need me, a stupid apprentice, Lao Tzu to accompany you!

Before he finished speaking, he pulled out the Lord Devouring Demon Knife on his back that had killed many masters.

Regardless of the occasion, he directly chose to shoot.

The red mist of the Seven Techniques of the Demon Knife and the Heavenly Trick

enveloped the blade, and it slashed down with terrifying force.

In the face of the attacking attack, Gu Qiancheng raised his hand slightly, and an invisible wall of qi blocked Nangong Ji's angry sword.

"Since Daoist friends want to fight, then this seat will satisfy Daoist friends."

As the first person in the world, Gu Qiancheng's former weapons have long been shelved by him.

Now he prefers to use a special weapon.

As soon as his mind moved, and between his breaths, a white sword condensed by internal force appeared in Gu Qiancheng's palm.

At present, Ye Shuang, who is just a small cabbage, runs away, and he doesn't want to be shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle.

Bang

Bang Ye Shuang stared intently at the two of them who gradually shifted the battlefield to the air.

This is the highest level of battle in this world, a battle between two monsters who are favored by heaven and earth.

It can definitely be regarded as unprecedented.

As for whether there is anyone coming later? That's not clear.

(I wish all book friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a family reunion).