The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

At the same time when the ancestors of the Wan family fought with everyone, hundreds of miles away from Longevity City, in a snow-capped immortal mountain, two figures were making tea in the snow and arguing.

One of them was an old man in black robes. He looked old, but his eyes were bright, his breath was deep, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

Looking at the appearance of this person, it is actually somewhat similar to the ancestor of the Wan family!

Looking at the other person, he has a slender figure, and is full of gods. He just wears a dragon-head mask on his face, and he can't see his true face, which is quite mysterious.

The two sat around a stone table. Spiritual tea was boiled on the table, and the blue smoke of birds and birds rose. Although it was in the freezing snowy mountains, the blue smoke was still undisturbed and floated upwards. in the clouds.

At this moment, the two seemed to have just discussed something, only to see the black-robed old man frowning, his expression tangled, and he looked a little undecided.

After a long silence, the black-robed old man sighed softly, flicked his sleeve with his right hand, and first made a cup of spiritual tea for the man with the dragon head mask, and then made another cup for himself.

"Dragon Envoy, this is our unique 'Lingyundu' in Kunshan. Drinking this tea is like flying above the clouds. With the help of the air, the whole body is comfortable. Daoists can taste it carefully."

The cultivator with the dragon head mask listened, but smiled slightly and said, "Let's not be busy drinking tea, can you make up your mind about what Long said just now?"

"Dragon envoy, this is a big matter, can you let the old man think twice?" The black-robed old man's face was very solemn.

"Ha ha."

The man in the dragon-head mask chuckled and said sternly: "Our troops have entered the Kunshan region, and the ancestors of the Tong family and the Kong family have also chosen our side. The current situation is that the arrow is on the string, and we have to send it. But there is no time for Daoyou Wan to think twice."

His words were not in a hurry or slow, and although his tone was calm, there was a hint of threat.

After the black-robed old man heard this, his expression changed.

After a few breaths, he seemed to have made up his mind. He tapped the index finger of his right hand on the table, and slowly opened his mouth and said:

"The Bai family has been at the top of the four major families for years by virtue of their merits from the dragon, and they account for almost half of the resources of the entire Kunshan region. The other three families have no chance to develop at all!"

"Since City Lord Xiao can't come back, then the Bai family has no support. Long Envoy is right, I have made up my mind, I will use the power of the whole family to join forces with the Tong and Kong families to overthrow the Bai family! "

After hearing this, the man with the dragon head mask had a stronger smile in his eyes, nodded and said: "Wan Daoyou has a good experience, we are congratulated! Just overthrowing the Bai family is not our ultimate goal. Think about it, the entire Kunshan region has long been The prosperity of the past is no longer there, and resources are scarce now, and only your four major families are willing to stay here. Even if you exterminate the Bai family and occupy their resources, you will be able to share it with the three families. How many?"

"What do you mean..." The black-robed old man narrowed his eyes.

"Ha ha."

This time, the man with the dragon head mask did not answer immediately, but picked up the spirit tea on the table and took a sip.

"Looking at the entire Kunshan area, I am afraid there is only one place, no less than the blessed land elsewhere."

As soon as his words fell, the black-robed old man's child hole shrank.

"You mean...Kunwu City!"

"Haha, fellow Daoist is wise!"

The man with the dragon head mask laughed and said: "Since Xiao Kunlun can't come back, his Kunwu City has become a sweet pastry, and now the monks of the Tong and Kong families are fierce warriors and can't wait to enter Kunlun. My city, **** the spiritual veins and resources there!"

"They... dare to..."

Although he had expected it, the black-robed old man was still extremely shocked when he heard the man in the dragon head mask say it himself.

Although the conversation between the two parties was only a few words, the content of the words already made the black-robed old man sweat like rain, especially when he heard the words "Xiao Kunlun", the person actually slumped on the ground.

The dragon-headed man glanced at him, and the eyes behind the mask showed a hint of contempt, but this expression was fleeting and was quickly hidden by him.

Under the shock of the black-robed old man's heart, he naturally didn't notice it. At this moment, he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in a trembling voice, "Kunwu City...that was created by City Lord Xiao, although he is now alive and dead. It's unclear, but if we come back, then we can't escape death even if we flee to the ends of the earth."

"Is Xiao Kunlun really so terrifying?" The dragon-headed man frowned.

"You don't understand his methods." The black-robed old man seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Hmph, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he is dead now! The thing I showed you just now is enough to prove Xiao Kunlun's death!"

Hearing that "thing", the black-robed old man's eyes lit up again.

"Yeah... 'Kunshan Seal' and 'Luo Haitu'! These two magic weapons, City Lord Xiao, never leave his body. Since 'Luo Haitu' appeared in their hands, doesn't it mean that... .........”

Thinking of this, in the fearful eyes of the black-robed old man, there was a trace of eagerness to try again.

His body was shaking slightly, half of it was from fear, but the other half was from excitement!

Seeing that the old man in black robe was shaken, the man with the dragon head mask hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and continued: "Kunwu City is different from the other eleven cities. There are only a few disciples and clansmen of Xiao Kunlun in the city, and there are less than a hundred people in total. Xiao Kunlun is the only one who can stand on the Antarctic Immortal Continent! Now that Xiao Kunlun is dead, Kunwu City has become the easiest city to be breached. Think about it, there are spiritual veins transplanted by Xiao Kunlun in the city. And Dongtianfudi, once you take Kunwu City, how many resources will you get?"

The words of the dragon-headed man made the eyes of the black-robed old man gradually firmer.

"What Daoist said is good!"

The black-robed old man's pale complexion gradually returned to normal. At this time, he stood up and looked into the distance.

"Kunwu City...is the holy land of cultivation in our Kunshan region. Since City Lord Xiao is not here, then this Kunwu City should change its owner..."

"Hehe, a wise choice!"

The man with the dragon head mask smiled slightly and said: "The Tong family and the Kong family are all ready. Now, with your ten thousand families, the three parties will attack at the same time. After destroying the Bai family, we will besiege Kunwu City together!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The black-robed old man finally made up his mind, and gave a high five to the man in the dragon-head mask. They looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

At this moment, a black wooden bell suddenly swayed around the waist of the black-robed old man, and a hoarse and strange bell suddenly rang in the valley.

"Um?"

The old man in black robe, who was laughing happily, suddenly changed his face, looked at the bell on his waist, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

"what happened?"

The man with the dragon head mask obviously noticed the difference and asked in a puzzled way.

The black-robed old man didn't answer, but calculated for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "No, it's the younger brother who is in danger, the dragon envoy please wait a moment, and come here if you go!"

After all, without waiting for the other party to react, the black-robed old man turned into a black escape light, left the snow-capped fairy mountain in an instant, and flew in the direction of Longevity City.

Looking at the back of the man in the black robe, the man in the dragon head mask narrowed his eyes and put his hands behind his back, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, his figure gradually disappeared in the white snow, and finally disappeared completely...

In Wanshou City.

The old man in Taoist robe was suspended in mid-air, but he could not go up or down, because his right foot was tightly bound by a red string at this time.

A small red rope actually made the cultivator in the robbery realm unable to move!

The old man in Taoist robe is very depressed now.

He could never have imagined that in this Longevity City, he would meet a cultivator who could fight against the ancestors of Hua Jie with the cultivation of the Profound Opening Realm!

What was even more unexpected was that, with such a heaven-defying existence, he not only encountered one, but two!

Yang Jianying's kendo cultivation level made him stunned. He thought that he could easily win by changing a target. Who would have thought that Yu Dongyang, who played the red rope, was not easy to mess with, and he also had the strength to fight against Hua Jie's ancestors!

"What's going on today? Could it be that the fleeting years are not good? The old man just wanted to avenge his children and grandchildren, and he actually encountered two evil stars at the same time!"

The old man in Taoist robe scolded inwardly, but he didn't have time to think about it now, because his eight extraordinary meridians were sealed by a vicious suffocating aura, and the spiritual power in his body was still being drawn away by the red rope. .

Confirming that he could no longer break free from the red rope, the Taoist-robed old man gritted his teeth, and abruptly raised his palm into a knife, cutting his calf with one palm.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the old man in the Taoist robe was bleeding profusely, leaving only a severed leg, and the whole person rose into the air.

"Shameless junior, like to hide in the dark and play tricks, the old man will let you have nothing to hide!"

The old man in the Taoist robe broke his leg to survive, obviously furious to the extreme. He took out a gossip disc from his chest with his backhand, bit his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on it.

brush!

The gossip disc suddenly lit up, and a cyan glow washed out from the gossip rune, covering the entire Longevity City in an instant.

As the old man in Taoist robe continued to hold the tricks in his hands and chanted words in his mouth, the glow of the gossip disc became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, somewhere in the city, in a very inconspicuous corner, all the blue rays of light gathered together, blasting a crack in the void.

boom!

After the loud noise, a figure jumped out of the crack, only to see a white robe with hair tied and a light fur, it was Yu Dongyang who had disappeared for a long time!

"You're a good old man, you are average, but the magic weapon is a bit special!"

Yu Dongyang glanced at the Taoist robed old man in midair, his face full of playfulness.

"Huh, each other!"

The old man in the Taoist robe had a gloomy face, and the wound on his right leg had been sealed by his magical power. With the operation of spiritual power, a new calf grew again.

"Today, this seat is gone, I want to see, what other means do you have other than the red rope magic weapon!"

The old man in the Taoist robe shouted loudly, and hurriedly pinched the magic tricks with both hands. The gossip disc took all the blue light into the plate, and then turned into a pure spiritual beam of light, shooting at the top of Dongyang's head.

brush!

Xiaguang broke through the sky and reached the top of Yu Dongyang's head in an instant. Along with it, there was a powerful space suppressing force, which almost locked his trajectory and made him invisible.

"Old Bastard, your stone plate is nothing, let's see my 'drunk world'!"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Dongyang raised his hand and made a move, and the red rope tied to his calf immediately drilled into the void and came to him in an instant.

With the magic weapon in his hand, Yu Dongyang's expression did not change. As soon as he pinched the magic trick in his hand, the red rope immediately soared and turned into a long spear, which he held in his hand.

"go!"

Yu Dongyang raised his hand and threw it, and the Hongying spear flew up against the sky, "Brush!", the blue glow that penetrated the old man in the Taoist robe was like a broken bamboo. Central location.

Seeing that this gun was about to pierce the stone plate magic weapon, the Taoist robed old man was shocked, but before he could react, a voice shouted from the side:

"Who dares to hurt my brother?!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a big hand sticking out of the void, slapped the red ying long spear with his palm, and slapped Yu Dongyang's "Drunken Red Dust" upwards.

"Who?"

Yu Dongyang's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes looked into the distance, only to see a figure slowly appearing in the void, wearing a black robe, tall and thin, and his appearance was somewhat similar to the old man in the robe~www. wuxiaspot.com~ After the black-robed old man appeared, his eyes swept around the Longevity City, his brows furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Wanteng, what happened here? Why is the Longevity City in such a mess, and why do you want to? Fight with a few juniors?"

"Wan Fei, you came just in time!"

The old man in Taoist robe saw the other, as if he saw the savior, and hurriedly shouted: "These juniors not only made unkind words, but also killed the descendants of our ten thousand families. It is tolerable, but it is unbearable! Please take action, eldest brother, to destroy this place with me. A few thieves!"

"Um?"

Wan Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Dongyang in the distance.

He is not the reckless and impulsive character of Wan Teng. Although it was just a move just now, he had already seen that Yu Dongyang was not an ordinary cultivator of the Xuantong Realm. At this time, he did not mean to underestimate the enemy at all.

"Brother, the situation here is unclear, let's take action together and take down this person with thunder first!" Wan Fei said secretly through voice transmission.

"it is good!"

Wan Teng and he are brothers of the same clan. They have cooperated for many years and have a very tacit understanding. At this time, it was just a glance, and the two sides had already understood it.

"Go!"

With a low shout, Wan Teng and Wan Fei started at the same time,

I saw Wan Teng actuating the gossip disc again, condensing a cyan glow and shooting it towards the top of Dongyang's head, while Wan Fei made a gesture with both hands and transformed into a huge grimace, which also bit at Dongyang's body.

Facing the joint attack of the two, Yu Dongyang frowned, and his cynical face showed a solemn look for the first time.

However, at this moment, a white sword light pierced through the sky and cut the huge grimace in half.

"Are there experts?"

Wan Fei was taken aback and looked forward intently, only to see a man in blue clothes in his early twenties standing with his sword in midair, and said coldly:

"Your opponent is me!"