Chapter 17 The Immortal Sword

The red sun is falling in the west, and the afterglow falls on the sea, reflecting a red color. The red blood is connected to the sea and the sky. The sea, the haze, and the residual red. The vegetation here is strange and huge, which is not owned by the world.

On the beach, a hundred-footed dragon a hundred meters long fell to the ground. On its silver-like ridge, there were hundreds of huge cold bone spurs. Each bone spur was five meters long, standing like a sharp spear, and there were two rows of sharp teeth shining there, but at this time it Countless terrible wounds on his body kept overflowing with red blood, and his eyes had lost signs of life.

Next to the hundred-legged dead dragon, six men and women stood with swords, fighting endlessly.

"Hahaha! I think you are also a famous generation of people in those years! I didn't expect to make such a sneak attack!" The laughing man was a middle-aged man in black. His left hand had been cut off, blood was pouring, and there were several more holes in his body, but in front of the three men and two women in front of him, it was as if nothing had happened.

"Hum, the fifth day demon, you have said so much nonsense, leaving the immortal sword and lifting its prohibition, you can go free. Why do you have to do this?" The one-year-old man in the middle came out, with a white beard, a green Taoist robe, and a blue-black face.

"Green maniac! You are an immortal thief of the Qingcheng faction, and you are still known as a righteous person! I have been fighting against demons for more than a thousand years in the flying fairyland. You actually attacked me today! I can't believe it! Unexpectedly!" The demon shouted loudly, and his face was full of vicissitudes of life twisted into a ball. The dark fairy sword in his hand seemed to be full of anger, greedily sucking the blood gushing out and left behind. Its ferocious shape was almost so ferocious that people dared not look directly at it.

"What's the idea! After all, the devil is the devil. Brother Li Qingxuan, why don't you kill this person now?!" The middle-aged woman in a Taoist robe held a colorful sword, and the sword pointed to the demon. The murderous spirit on her face seemed to be real. Li Qingxuan, the person she invited, stood still, with a blue face and did not make any action.

"Jessian Shitai, hey hey, you Emei sent me to kill a lot in those years. A group of female apprentices and female apprentices are also like you. They only know how to pull the tail on the buttocks of Qing Xuanmen, but they ignore you, hahaha!" Tianmo laughed again and constantly humiliated the five men and women in front of him.

"You bitch, I won't kill you! My Emei faction is humiliated by you!?" Jue Tianshi was too angry. This clearly means that her Emei faction climbed to the front line of famous families by relying on the marriage of the sect. How could she not be angry? She immediately went to cut the thief into eighteen sections.

When he was about to fight again, he saw that the only monk among the three men and two women stood up and stopped him in front of the emperor. His hands folded and said, "Amitabha, the devil benefactor, you and I are all stepping through the void. We should not have happened today, but now that the hundred-clawed dragon is dead, and the demons near the entrance have been reduced. When waiting for the opportunity to lay down the Jade Immortal Sword Array, why didn't the devil hand over this immortal sword to the old man for safekeeping, put down his heart and return it to my Buddha?

"The old bald donkey, you have lived for thousands of years in vain. Don't you know that this sword is my life! You Tiangangmen, Qingxuanmen, Zhengdaomen, Emei School, Qingcheng School, which sect did not have thousands of lives in my hands and gave you the immortal sword? Hahaha! Let me wait to be slaughtered!? Cough...cough! It's absolutely impossible!" In a hurry and attack his heart, Tianmo sprayed blood on the immortal sword.

"Hee hee, then let's go and get it by ourselves. Don't bother to talk to you." A delicate woman came out, thinking that she was the person in the right door as Tianmo said.

Except for Li Qingxuan, the other four people are already eager to try at this moment. Unexpectedly, the man named Tianmo doesn't want to do what they want.

"Hmm... Even if you want this sword, I don't think you can hold it. The immortal sword is forbidden and angry, and none of you can get it! Even if I get it, I will become the next me!" After saying that, the heavenly demon pierced the immortal sword into his heart. While waving his hand, the heavenly demon threw the immortal sword into a gap a few miles away from the dragon. The gap was black and bottomless, like an infinite abyss, like a heart, as if there was life, and it was very strange.

"Quick! Hurry up and catch the immortal sword! Don't let it fall into the world!" Juetianshi shouted too loudly and flew over, and the other three also rushed over. Only Li Qingxuan, the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, who had always been blue-faced, stood still and watched the demon turn into flying ashes before he turned away.

The fastest-acting Juetianshi Tai grabbed the Juexian Sword, but the next moment she regretted it. The sword was as if it had just come out of the stove. It was extremely hot, emitting a dark smoke. With a sound of oil smoke, it burned her hand, and the whole left hand immediately turned black!

"Ah!" With a sad shout, the emperor threw the immortal sword to the green madman beside him.

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"Wow! What a great old ny! What are you doing?" The green madman also shouted loudly, and his hand touched the immortal sword. He also shrank back like a snake, and his hands were also black.

"This is the evil method used by the devil exhausted by the gens, and the immortal sword itself has not been solved. This sword is already the most fierce sword weapon in the world. No one can control it. You'd better give up as soon as possible and let it fall into the world and let time melt away the fierce spirit." Li Qingxuan turned his head, left a faint sentence, and disappeared on the coast.

When everyone heard this, they all floated in the air in a daze. They were stunned to see the immortal sword fall into the black abyss and sigh infinitely.

The dark fairy sword rotated at high speed, flew thousands of miles in an instant, and disappeared into everyone's sight...

"Hey, have you had another 15,000 yuan meeting? Coincidentally, Coincidentally, the fifth day of the devil, you died unjustly. The people you have killed for thousands of years are so useless, thanks to your own cultivation. However, thanks to you, otherwise I really can't wake up, hahaha... Ah ha ha ha..." The high-sounding female voice came from the sword, charming and terrible...

Xianqiao Town, Market.

'White cow shaped female, dignified, generous and beautiful, priced at 100 gold, toad shaped male, infinite strength, good at catching mosquitoes, priced at a hundred taels... Signature: Chengbei Vegetable Market.'

This is the advertisement written on the bulletin board of the north gate of the town. It is very common in the border market. After all, monsters are rampant in sparsely populated places. The monsters who have opened their spiritual knowledge slowly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, or can transform into human beings after practicing magic, just like the pig demon of Jiuxian Mountain is also rubbing in a treasure somewhere. The treasure mud has turned into a human shape after decades.

It is what the people of the mainland of China said: In the era of flying immortals, some masters with some furry magic spells arrested them and sold them to some rich people as maidservants, or hard work followers. Although this kind of business is also a strange thing in the mainland of China, it is only a thing. The monsters sold are generally low in mana. In addition to their own magical powers, they are not much better than normal people. There are few powerful monsters. Even if there are, I guess others will not dare to buy them.

The market in Xianqiao Town is not big, with more than 100 mu of land, but there are many grocery stalls, and the floating population is complicated and lively. There are people selling yellow cauliflower, tofu flowers, some selling sons, daughters, and broken stones on their chests, swallowing swords and snakes. Anyway, it is the eyes. I can't see the edge at a glance.

Two years later, Fei Chen has become a monk. When he returned to this place, he also sighed a lot in his heart. I don't know if the Zhang Laoer boutique art comic strip shop I used to patronize is still there? The big yellow-flowered daughter of the old Suo family, who is as big as a washbasin, can she leave the cabinet?

Feichen looked around and immediately found the target he wanted to find, like a fly squinting at the big manure.

"Old man Zhang, is there any new thing for sale today? Can I borrow a look at it? Hey hey, if it's good, I'll ask you for more books this time." Naturally speaking, it was Yun Feichen. He took a drool, squeezed his eyes, pulled a small bench familiarly, and sat next to a simple bookstore called Mr. Zhang. He was simply and neat. I don't know how long he has practiced this hand.

As soon as Mr. Zhang saw that it was Feichen, half of his eyes were wide open, and his body bones in his seventies suddenly straightened up a little: "Hey, it's you, you stinky boy. How can I hear that you went up the mountain to learn art from the master? Isn't it a lie to me? Or have you been expelled from the teacher? Oh! You must have been expelled from the teacher's door. You are the best at causing trouble. If you don't fight for three days, you will definitely not be able to stand this boring thing.

"Hey, you are old and talk a lot of nonsense. I just read your little book for half a month a few years ago. You have a big opinion. If you want to bring money this time, get me the little book newly painted in the past two years quickly." Feichen is talking on this side, but his hand has slightly touched the bottom of the desk. When the ** claws are taken out, there are already a few brand-new threaded blue books. The names of the books are mostly original, such as: "Fire Lantern Grass Monk", "Xi Shi Grinding Tofu in the Middle of the Night", "Immortal You Yu-Dong", and so on.

Turning through the book "Xi Shi Grinding Tofu in the Night", Fei Chen sighed, and pointed to the point in his hand. He discussed with Zhang Laoer: "Tut, I didn't expect that your old painting is another spring and autumn. Look at this place, tsk, tsk, the painting is really good. The boy began to doubt whether this is what you personally experienced, this Posture, this style, magic skill, magic skill!"

Mr. Zhang wiped his beard, his waist was straight, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he raised his legs and shrumped: "That's it! Since ancient times, heroes have been lustful, and those who are not lustful are not heroes. I am not heroes. It's good to compete with heroes. Hey hey, you boy can talk and please. I'll give you this book for you.

Just as Feichen wiped the saliva that was sprayed on his face, it roared!! A loud noise almost made Xi Shi grind tofu in the middle of the night fall in his hand.