Mortal Bones

"Fairy Linglong, teach this lunatic from Wangyou Valley a lesson!"

"That's right, otherwise the monks from Juemingtian would really think that we, Zhenwutian, have no one left!"

"Fairy Linglong, this Liu Changtian has insulted your junior brother, you can't just let him go like this!"

As soon as they heard that the woman in red was the Linglong Fairy who had become famous in recent years of Qingxuan Sect, all the Zhenwutian monks in the teahouse immediately started shouting as if they had a backbone.

Among them, there are naturally those who sincerely complain about Xu Taiping.

But more often than not, those who watch the show are still booing.

And Zhao Linglong, who has a fiery nature, is too lazy to distinguish who is sincere and who is fake. She only knows that since Liu Changtian of Wangyou Valley in front of her has spoken rudely to his junior brother Xu Taiping, as a senior sister, she must Ask him for an explanation.

"Zheng!"

The long sword in Zhao Linglong's hand shook, and a wave of sword power followed her like a dragon flying into the sky, rising into the sky behind her, and then hit Liu Changtian heavily in the Wangyou Valley.

"boom!"

Under the force of this sword, Liu Changtian was forced to use the Gang Qi to protect his body.

But even so, Liu Changtian's face turned pale as a sheet under the pressure of Zhao Linglong's sword.

At this time, Zhao Linglong, who was in the center of the sword force, was wearing red neon clothes and flying clothes. Under this terrifying sword force, he was like a blazing flame.

It gives people the illusion that as long as they get close, they will be burned to ashes by the "flame".

For a moment, all the tea guests in the teahouse, whether they were from Zhenwutian or not, all retreated, not daring to get too close to Zhao Linglong.

Some monks who were not friendly with Qingxuanzong and wanted to make noise and watch the excitement showed sinister smiles on their faces as if their conspiracy had succeeded.

"Zheng!"

At this time, Liu Changtian also saw that he had sacrificed a gilt sword behind him, and used his own sword power to resist Zhao Linglong's sword power.

Several disciples from Wangyou Valley wanted to step forward to help, but he raised his hand to stop them.

Then, he looked at Zhao Linglong with a smile and said:

"Fairy Linglong, do you want to compete with me on swordsmanship?"

Zhao Linglong rolled her eyes at Liu Changtian and said:

"Are you worthy?"

As she spoke, she held the hand holding the sword a little harder.

In an instant, her sword suddenly hit Liu Changtian's body like a dragon waving its tail.

In just an instant, the sword force Liu Changtian used to resist was shattered into pieces.

A cloud of blood mist, followed by a "boom", exploded with Liu Changtian as the center.

"Cough, cough, cough!..."

After a violent cough, Liu Changtian pulled off a jade pendant from his neck and held it tightly.

Immediately, there was only a "boom".

A ball of strong spiritual power overflowed from the jade pendant in his hand, turning into a ghost tiger shadow that coiled around him, blocking Zhao Linglong's sword for him.

Zhao Linglong was not too surprised when she saw this, nor did she continue to use her sword to force him. Instead, she looked at Liu Changtian calmly and said:

"Take back what you said to my junior brother before and get out of here!"

Liu Changtian wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, then looked at Zhao Linglong with an unflappable smile and said:

"I didn't expect that Fairy Linglong, who only started practicing swordsmanship after breaking through the realm of transformation, would become so advanced in just a few decades."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then said with a "hehe" smile:

"It is rumored that the newly opened secret realm in your Yunlu is the ruins of an ancient Sword Immortal who ascended to heaven. Now it seems to be true."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the teahouse suddenly burst into an uproar.

Zhao Linglong's face was ashen.

Because once Liu Changtian said this, whether it was true or false, it would inevitably cause several disasters for Qingxuan Sect.

The more Zhao Linglong thought about it, the angrier she became, and she immediately said angrily:

"Liu Changtian, you deliberately caused trouble for me, Qingxuan Sect, do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

While saying this, Zhao Linglong took a step forward, and then stabbed Liu Changtian with a sword that was like a fire dragon soaring into the sky.

The sword was so powerful that it seemed like it was going to blow the whole teahouse away.

If Liu Changzhen was really stabbed, even if he had the jade pendant in his hand to defend himself, he might not be able to walk out alive under Zhao Linglong's sword.

"Zheng!"

Just when Liu Changtian was about to die under Zhao Linglong's sword, with the sound of a sword, a silver long sword as thin as an iron pestle flew towards him, breaking through Zhao Linglong's fire-like dragon flying into the sky. With a similar sword force, and with a "bang" sound, it resisted the long sword in Zhao Linglong's hand.

When the two swords collided, they suddenly turned into a fierce wind, with the two people at the center, sweeping across the street.

Immediately afterwards, a one-eyed young man in a silver shirt was seen flying behind Liu Changtian on the strong wind.

Then the silver-shirted young man gently patted Liu Changtian's shoulder, completely dispersing Zhao Linglong's sword force on him.

Liu Changtian looked back, and then said with a surprised look on his face:

"Brother Lu!"

The silver-shirted young man smiled at Liu Changtian and nodded, then looked at Zhao Linglong and said with a smile:

"Miss Linglong, if you want to fight, I, Lu Sibai, can fight with you."

After saying this, the cone-shaped sword he used to hold the sword in Zhao Linglong's hand suddenly shook and let out a harsh sword sound.

Immediately, a sword force that was not inferior to Zhao Linglong's was like a huge palm, slapping Zhao Linglong heavily.

"boom!"

The collision of the two swords caused another violent gust of wind to sweep away.

What surprised everyone even more was that in the face of Lu Sibai's sword power, Zhao Linglong actually took a few steps back in defeat.

But at this moment, a man in mysterious clothes who had been sitting behind Zhao Linglong, with his back to everyone, suddenly stood up.

A burst of dragon roar suddenly exploded in the teahouse.

Immediately afterwards, a sword force full of chilling intent, like the torrent bursting through the embankment, rushed out of the teahouse with great force as the man turned around, and rushed directly towards the Lu Sibai.

"boom!……"

In a violent collision, Lu Sibai's sword was shattered.

As for himself and Liu Changtian, under the collision of this sword force, their bodies flew up from the door of the tea house and were forced to retreat to the street.

Only then did everyone see the appearance of the man in mysterious clothes.

Immediately, I heard the monk in the teahouse exclaim—

"Dugu...Dugu Qingxiao!"

"It's Dugu Qingxiao, the Red Lotus Sword Immortal of Qingxuan Sect!"

Dugu Qingxiao ignored the exclamations in the teahouse, but gently patted Zhao Linglong on the shoulder and said:

"Little junior sister, sheath your sword."

Zhao Linglong curled her lips, and although she was reluctant, she finally put away her sword.

At this time, after Lu Sibai stood firm, he suddenly looked at Dugu Qingxiao with a smile and said:

"Brother Dugu, it's better to choose the right day than to hit the sun. Why don't you and I have a sword fight before the Zhenwu Jiankui Conference begins?"

Dugu Qingxiao looked at Lu Sibai's eyes expressionlessly, and after a long time he said:

"sure."

Lu Sibai was happy when he heard this, but immediately he heard Dugu Qingxiao say again:

"But you have to agree to a condition first."

Lu Sibai immediately replied:

"Brother Dugu, please speak!"

Hearing this, Dugu Qingxiao slowly moved his eyes to Liu Changtian, and then continued:

"Tear your little junior brother's mouth to pieces."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Sibai's face suddenly turned cold and he said:

"Brother Dugu just doesn't want to accept the sword and refuses. Why bother teasing me like this?"

Hearing this, Dugu Qingxiao said in a cold voice:

"Lu Sibai, you and I know some things well. The reason why I don't kill you now is not because I am afraid of Wangyou Valley behind you, nor because I am concerned about Jiufu."

"I just want to chop off your head in front of all the monks in the five worlds at the Zhenwu Sword Leader Conference, so as to comfort the tens of millions of people in the Liang Kingdom who were burned to death by you."

Upon hearing this, the Zhenwu Tian monks behind Dugu Qingxiao suddenly burst into an uproar.

Because based on what Dugu Qingxiao meant, the deer in front of him was most likely the last of the thirteen arsonists.