Legend of Immortal Cultivation in Myriad Realms

Chapter 184 Fog hidden door

"Ha ha."

Anyone who can make a living in this desert with his head pinned to his waistband has no guts.Hearing the woman's words, many people laughed.

"Who are you, what a big tone!"

The people in the caravan looked at the heavy wooden box on the car behind the woman with malicious expressions on their faces.

However, some people also noticed the precise control over the strength shown by the woman when she shook off her body of yellow sand just now.With a serious face, he silently drew out the knife and faced each other seriously.

"bass!"

"Baby! Bass!"

Regardless of the attitudes of the people present, the people behind the woman carried out the woman's order without hesitation, drew their knives and charged towards these people.

Immediately, the flames danced, the blades were sharp, and the dots of Mars crackled in the air, but within a few breaths, the fight was over, and the sixty or so people in the two caravans all fell down. In a pool of blood.

A strong bloody smell permeated the hall, rushing straight to the nose!

The flames dimmed a bit, and there were figures in the lobby, and the atmosphere was eerie.

These people held bloody knives and walked towards the swordsman who was leading the little girl.

"Zheng!"

There was a sound, and the knife flashed, and everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes. The chest of the person walking in the front had been cracked, and Yin Hong's blood was gurgling out just outside his heart.

Looking up, he saw that the swordsman was still silently wiping the precious sword in his hand, as if it had never been moved.

"Northern Desert Sword Master!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, she obviously didn't expect to meet a peerless swordsman who had been famous for a long time in such a place!
Such a peerless swordsman is extremely powerful, and women feel a little embarrassed.

Arching hands: "Senior..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the Beimo Sword Master: "I have been loved by many people this time, and I will protect the old man's daughter, and I don't want to be disturbed."

Beimo Daosheng put down the oiled silk cloth in his hand, and looked at the woman standing in the middle of the hall with his eyes, as if there was a knife aura growing in his sharp eyes.

The woman nodded, her eyes turned to the swordsman sitting cross-legged in meditation.

The people under him turned around and walked towards the swordsman.

"I've heard that the people of Yan Luomen are cautious and cautious, and I saw it today!"

The swordsman suddenly spoke,
The sword in his hand was thrust into the ground, and the sheath was inserted into the ground.

When the woman saw the sword stuck on the ground by the swordsman, her pupils shrank suddenly: "The best sword in the world? The young master of Shenjian Villa?"

The swordsman opened his eyes: "I'm going to discuss swords with the sword masters of the North, so it's not suitable to use force, but I will definitely go to Yan Luomen to ask for advice about today's matter."

After watching the swordsman finish speaking, he closed his eyes, completely ignoring them.The woman felt a pain in her heart, she didn't expect that there were two big men in the room.

The Beimo Sword Saint is better, although the strength is strong, these people like himself may not be opponents of the other side.But after all, she is alone, so women are not afraid.

But this young village owner is not only extremely powerful, but also recognized by the world as a peerless swordsman who ranks first in the weapon list!
Moreover, with the entire Shenjian Villa as the backing, its strength is not weaker than Yan Luomen.

However, the identities of these two people should not reveal the news of their appearance here, right?
The woman looked at the last boy in blue who was sitting cross-legged and reading a book.

"Isn't this person also a big shot in the world?"

The woman couldn't help but think.

This young man in blue, under the flickering fire, under the pungent blood, is still reading a book, isn't he a nerd?
He is quite noble, but he doesn't have the temperament of a master, and he doesn't have a sword with him.Look at those palms, slender and slender, not like a man, but like the hands of Miss Qian Jin's family whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, as white and tender as green onions.

At first glance, he doesn't look like a person in the rivers and lakes.

Ok,
This can be offended.

The woman silently praised her witty analysis.

then,

With a wave of hands,

The subordinates flocked away.

The book was vivid and did not move. I don't know if I was immersed in the book, or I was too frightened to move.

"boom!"

Just when the woman was about to watch the scholar being hacked to death and vent out her inner depression, she saw her subordinate was instantly sent flying.

Before it landed, there was already air out but no air in.

"The elixir is so big, it burns its gold inside, burns it with samadhi, quenches it into an elixir, its color is golden, and its uses are endless..."

Chu Tian closed the Shushan Sword Code,
He looked at the stunned woman.

At this moment,

A shocking sword intent suddenly rose into the sky, and Chu Tian who was sitting there seemed to have turned into a sword at this moment, a sword of heaven's will!
The sword intent is so strong that it wants to pierce Tiandou into a hole!
The soaring sword intent made the swordsman and the young master next to him tremble in shock, as if he saw a god who had fallen into the world!

Sword God!

"In this world, there are such god-like characters!"

The young master's eyes became bright.

In the next scene, everyone present was horrified again.

The boy in the blue shirt stretched out his hand to grab the woman, and he lifted the woman into the air without any resistance. The four were oppressed by the mysterious force and couldn't even move.

"The dignified Yan Luomen saint, is she so weak in front of this person?"

The Sword Master of Beimo and the owner of the young village were both too terrified to contain themselves.

Rakshasa, the holy daughter of Yan Luomen, is a difficult and powerful character in the whole Jianghu, but now she falls into the hands of that scholar.

Not to mention the restrained Rakshasa girl, her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her chest at this moment.

She is really afraid, this kind of life and freedom is completely out of her hands, and the feeling that life and death are in the other's mind, it makes her feel crazy.

"I ask, you answer."

Chu Tian said to Rakshasa.

Rakshasa nodded quickly, opened her mouth, and found that she had finally recovered her control over her mouth.

"Where is this place? Which emperor is facing south in the capital now? In what direction are the main cities located, and what sects are there in the rivers and lakes..."

Chu Tian opened his mouth and asked questions one after another,
Whether the problem is simple or complex,
The Rakshasa girl didn't even think about it, she poured beans out of the bamboo tube, and answered Chu Tian's question without any hesitation.

Beggars, Diancang, Yan Luomen, Tangmen...

Listening to familiar or unfamiliar sects one by one, in Chu Tian's ears.

"I also know a powerful sect, the Wuyinmen, the masters of the Wuyinmen are proficient in Qimen escapism, and their strength is extremely strong..."

When Chu Tian was frowning and thinking, the swordsman suddenly spoke.

(End of this chapter)