Chapter 75 Jian Xiu Su Xiaobai

"Sister, you take this magic weapon." Zhuge Buliang handed the ancient tripod to the plain. The ancient tripod was originally a stone that could not be exchanged, but now the stone has been changed into flying ash, and the ancient tripod has naturally become a masterless thing.

Surrewessed and said, "Brother, this is... This is a magic weapon that is not weaker than Huangpin."

Zhuge Butang couldn't help saying that he stuffed the ancient tripod into the plain. Although the ancient tripod was damaged, it did not lose its function. With a little sacrifice, it will definitely restore the glory of the past.

The two left the mountain range and came to a city in Lizhou. The city was called Tianri City, and the people in the city were noisy and lively. Zhuge Burang and Suyan rushed the road for two days in a row, and there was a period of hunger in their stomachs, so they planned to settle down in Tianri City and inquire about the direction of Yandang Mountain by the way.

In a restaurant, Zhuge Buliang and Suyan sat by the window on the second floor. The reason why they chose the window seat was that Zhuge Buliang saw some novels or TV series in his previous life. When the protagonist and the hero ate, they chose the window seat, which seemed to be very popular.

Pixel Yan, a woman who cleans up the dust, will attract much attention wherever she goes. The two of them sat in the restaurant and suddenly attracted several amazing eyes around them.

"Brother, have you found that there are many immortals in this small town." He took a sip of tea and whispered.

Zhuge Bu Liang frowned and nodded, which he also found. It seems that the chaos of monsters in Lizhou has attracted even some practitioners or scattered practitioners in other places. After all, for immortals, many things on monsters are good materials for refineries and pharmaceuticals.

At this moment, a young man in white at the next table attracted the attention of Zhuge Buteng. He could be sure that this man must be a immortal. Even if he tried his best to hide his breath, the faint true fluctuation could not hide Zhuge Buteng's consciousness. However, this is not the most strange thing. The most difficult thing for Zhuge is that this temperament is too ordinary. In addition to his handsome appearance, there is no trace of dust on his body, and the ordinary is a little strange.

It seemed to feel Zhuge Fuliang's eyes. The young man in white glanced at him coldly, and Zhuge Fuliang immediately felt a piercing chill on his body.

"Master!"

Zhuge Fuliang was secretly surprised and quickly withdrew his eyes.

At this time, the young man in white noticed the iron sword behind Zhuge's body, the justice Qingyun.

After eating, Zhuge Buleang and plain face came out of Tianri City. He had heard the direction of Yandang Mountain, but at this time, a piercing chill came from behind, as if the air had condensed.

The guqin in the arms of a plain face made a crisp buzzing sound.

Zhuge Butang suddenly turned his head and saw the young man in white standing behind him in the restaurant.

"This Taoist friend, what do you mean?" Zhuge Buriliang's face is not good.

The young man in white raised his hand and pointed to the iron sword behind Zhuge and said, "This sword... But the justice is green?"

Zhuge Buting was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party recognized the judicial Qingyun at a glance, but he still nodded: "Yes, this sword is the judicial Qingyun!"

The young man in white said in a cold voice: "This sword is good. I want it!"

When the voice fell, the figure of the young man in white suddenly disappeared from the original place. It was not the real disappearance, but the illusion that the speed was extremely fast. A sharp sword spirit came straight to Zhuge, and the sound of tearing came from the air.

Zhuge Buliang waved his robe sleeves, and a soft wind gently sent his plain face to one side. At the same time, he stepped against the air and avoided it like a phantom.

The young man in white appeared in his form. In his hand, it was a bright sword.

"Leave the sword and spare your life!" The young man in white was cold and arrogant, his voice was cold, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out a cold edge.

Zhuge Fuliang poked out a palm, and the invisible air palm shrouded the surrounding space and blocked the sword light of the young man in white.

The young man in white was extremely conceited and approached Zhuge Fuliang. The swords pierced out one by one and shrouded Zhuge Fuliang.

Even if Zhuge is not bright and the strong seven-star treasure body, he feels a piercing chill. At the same time, the iron sword behind him came out of its sheath, and the wide sword body, with a heavy pressure, scattered all the sword awns.

"Dare to ask this Taoist friend Gao's surname, what is it?" Zhuge Bliang talked about the iron sword in his hand. He didn't know any swordsmanship. He completely used brute force to use the iron sword.

The iron sword crossed the air, and there was a sound of gas explosion in the air.

"My name is Su Xiaobai!" The young man in white has a cold voice. This is a very literary name, which is completely different from his personality.

Su Xiaobai stabbed out a sharp sword light. Zhuge Buteng talked about fighting with the iron sword, but he found that the other party could not compare at all in swordsmanship at all. The invisible sword spirit turned left and right, virtual and real, and the strength of Zhuge Butliang's every sword would be melted away, just like a mud ox into the sea.

"You don't know swords at all!" Su Xiaobai frowned and said coldly.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Bulang cut out a sword, and the broad sword body was magnificent, pressing Su Xiaobai hard.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the tip of the long sword in Su Xiaobai's hand was on the wide sword. Zhuge Fuliang suddenly felt that all the forces on the judicial Qingyun had been melted.

"People who don't know how to use swords don't deserve swords at all!" Su Xiaobai pointed with a long sword, and a cold force came.

Zhuge Butang retreated in a hurry, and the iron sword was covered with a thick layer of frost. The other party was suddenly a practicer of ice-attribute spiritual roots.

"Retain the sword, spare your life, and get out of here quickly!" Su Xiaobai carried it with one hand and a sword in his right hand. In addition, he was dressed in white, which was quite like Ximen blowing snow.

Zhuge didn't sneer and poked out his big hand. A light palm pressed down to cover the void. The light palm void town and bombarded Su Xiaobai. The land under Su Xiaobai's feet collapsed in an instant, which was completely caused by the strong force.

Su Xiaobai's face showed a solemn color. The long sword pointed to the sky, and a sword light rose to the sky, trying to break the palm of the light.

But the cracked fingerprints are not so easy to defeat. The light palm instantly smashed Su Xiaobai's sword. Zhuge Fuliang slapped several palms again.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a dazzling golden light surged in Su Xiaobai's body, and the long sword in his hand was also rendered golden, golden, like a divine punishment.

"The meaning of the nine swords - break the situation!" Su Xiaobai shouted, and the golden sword light actually cut the palm of the light.

"What!"

"Impossible!"

Zhuge Fuliang and plain face exclaimed at the same time. The sword stabbed by Su Xiaobai just now has obvious ice attributes. It can be seen that he is a spiritual root cultivation of ice attributes. But at this moment, Su Xiaobai's sword was not considered to be the most aggressive metal in the spiritual root.

How can a person's body breed two spiritual root attributes!!

Su Xiaobai retreated like light and shadow, and his face became solemn. He said, "You are very strong, but you don't know how to use the sword. Since Justice Qingyun is what I like, I will find you again."

After saying that, Su Xiaobai stepped on the fairy sword and rose into the air and went to the distant sky.

Su Yan came up and said in surprise, "This man is so strange that he has two spiritual roots with completely different attributes."

Zhuge Butang's face was rigorous. The man just now was definitely a master. His cultivation was at least about the dazzling period, and Zhuge Butang felt that he did not exert all his strength in the previous engagement.

Looking at the direction of Su Xiaobai's departure, Zhuge Butiao's heart moved. That direction was Yandang Mountain.