Xiuxian is like this

All right, just be happy.

Lu Bei took out a ten tael silver ticket and bought the whole tree. The latter screamed excitedly, eating one in each hand like a skewer.

Not to mention the wind and clouds, but it is also the reincarnation of the ninth starving ghost.

"oops!"

"what happened again?"

"It hurts to bite the tongue."

"..."

Lu Bei was speechless, and Zhao Shiran secretly smiled when he saw it, bringing in the atmosphere of a family of three, took out a white handkerchief, and wiped Li Taiqing's little face.

"Uncle, who is this sister?"

"God, you've noticed her, and don't call me sister, she's your mother."

"Liar."

"..."

The three of them wandered around the market, Li Taiqing was full of energy, as if the word "tired" didn't exist in his concept, he dragged Lu Bei to eat at the market for a day.

Only she was eating, and Lu Bei kept buying and buying, and he piled up a warehouse of over a thousand catties.

In this regard, he refused to admit that he had raised his daughter, only thinking that he was raising pets.

……

At dusk at sunset, the full moon rises high.

The three figures wandered from West Street to East Street, and then from South Street to North Street. They ate at the market during the day and the night market at night.

Li Taiqing showed an appetite that didn't fit her body type at all. Considering that her parents were not ordinary monks, Zhao Shiran didn't notice any difference, and even thought it was normal.

At Chen Shi, the three of them returned to the West Palace.

Li Taiqing lay behind Lu Bei, after eating for a day, his physical strength was exhausted, his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and he yawned again and again.

Lu Bei has rough hands and feet, and he doesn't know how to take care of children at all. Zhao Shiran secretly thought that he was cute, and hugged Li Taiqing in his arms. The latter struggled a little, and then let Zhao Shiran manipulate him.

Zhao Shiran took care of the feelings that came out of the food all day long, which won her goodwill.

Stepping into the garden of the West Prince's Mansion, Lu Bei was keenly aware of a coolness, faint and lingering, filling the air.

There is an ambush!

He gave Zhao Shiran a look, his eyes glowed with golden light, he saw through the illusion, and found four figures in the whiteness.

There are only one Dzogchen in the four integration periods. The female cultivator sits cross-legged and holds the array map.

Those who come are not good, and they are not the remnants of youth.

Lu Bei guessed that they were from Qi Yan, secretly thinking that Mu Jiling was unreliable in his work, and leaked their whereabouts in just ten days.

Qi Yan's intelligence organization is third-rate, and its overseas capabilities are far inferior to Xuanyin Division, even the Huangji Sect. From this, it can be seen that there should be a traitor in the Yamen of Xuanyin Division in Xianzhou.

"The four are combined, and they don't even have a catastrophe period beyond the realm of the suzerain, and they even take the initiative to come to the door to seek death..."

Lu Bei's eyes were fixed, and Zhao Shiran asked Zhao Shiran to take the child away, releasing white light all over his body, and blasted out with a sword fist.

The brilliant white light shattered the void, and the mighty billowing flooded the darkness. The moment it broke through the void, it killed the four Fusion Stages.The terrifying aura went straight to the depths of the soul, and the four of them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave just by meeting each other. Their minds buzzed, and they didn't know where they were.

boom--

Chapter 468 The house is broken and it rains all night, the east side does not leak and the west side leaks

The sky of the Milky Way hangs upside down, and the sword light rolls and ripples, killing the four of them with a seemingly slow but fast fury.

The lethality of this blow seems to have surpassed the Great Perfection of the Fusion Stage. Even the monks of the Tribulation Stage have to be prepared, and the four of them can't save themselves together. Without the help of external magic weapons, the only result is death on the spot.

A loud bang.

At the critical moment, the loud noise that reached Yuanshen exploded in the ears like thunder, and the four looked at the black-clothed figure in front of them, and respectfully called the voice letter king.

The man was eight feet long, his obsidian-like eyes gleamed with awe-inspiring vigor, his brows were like eagles, and his aura was compelling.

Qi Yan, Ji Xin.

Four monks, three males and one female, came from Qiyan Xiantian Mansion, all of them were heads of a sect or elders. They arrived in Wuzhou with Ji Xin and were responsible for collecting information on the three western states.

In the initial integration period, one can imagine how professional this team is.

Qinggan lost two states in a row, lost the signature of Tianjianzong, lost the great power of the Iron Sword League, and lost his old nest, Bulaoshan. land.

At this time, the remnants of the Qing gang gathered in Guanzhou, and the two Du Jieqi sat in the town, attracting Wu Zhou's attention, and Ji Xin led the four combined period, bypassing the front line blockade, and spying on the rear.

It is said to be information, but in fact it is the monks who were dispatched by Wu Zhou, how many people are there, and who are they.

During the tribulation period, the rest of the Wuzhou royal family and Huangjizong arrived at the front line of Guanzhou within the specified time. A few blind cats encountered a dead mouse and followed the trail to Xiwang County, where they stopped for ten days. The unmoving emperor master and grand master.

Originally, she just wanted to verify the information and left, instead of having an emotional quarrel with the Taifu, she didn't realize that the Taifu hadn't heard from her, and the world seemed to have evaporated, and even her personal disciple Mu Jiling didn't know where she had gone.

A wise man will always have a loss, and a fool will always have a gain.

Give up the wise and take the fool, to put it another way, the house is broken and it rains all night, there is no leak in the east and the west, they couldn't find the grand master, but they found Lu Bei, the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The battle opportunity was fleeting, Ji Xin made a decisive decision to capture Lu Bei alive and hand it over to his allies. If he could not be captured within a short time, he would be killed on the spot and his body sent to the Qinggan camp.

According to the information provided by Qinggan, Lu Bei possesses the Immortal Sword Intent, which can restrain the holder of the Nine Swords Sword Intent at the innate level, and it is the sword of evil ways.

Therefore, this person can only be beheaded by monk Qi Yan.

As a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage, Ji Xin firmly believed in his own strength. Lu Bei might have a good record and forced Yan Jun to be helpless, but when he met a master in the Tribulation Stage who didn't have the Nine Swords Sword Intent, he immediately revealed his true colors.

The fusion period is the fusion period, and nothing will be changed by an immortal sword intent.

In addition, Ji Xin, who has practiced sword intent since he was a child, really wants to learn what is so dazzling about the immortal sword intent, which is still praised by sword cultivators all over the world after a thousand years.

With a flash of brilliance, the moment Ji Xin appeared, the Daxi Palace disappeared, replaced by a beautiful place.

Everything disappears, the birds are silent and the insects are silent.

Lu Bei closed his eyes and sensed, but failed to find a living creature in the vast mountains. He frowned and looked at Ji Xin who was dressed in black.

The four merging phases disappeared, and Zhao Shiran and Li Taiqing were not there either. This is a secret place for one side to sew.

In the eyes, golden light mixed with killing intent.

"Qi Yan people?"

"That's right, Sect Master Lu is being polite, my concubine..."

Swish! ! !

The whistling sword light slashed straight down, killing it in front of him in an instant, the world was torn apart, and all colors were eclipsed by this white light.

Good sword intent!

Ji Xin's eyes were wide open and intertwined with gray and white, with a broad sword in his hand, the mighty sword intent permeated all directions, the narrow and long cold front swept across, the sword light was thick and deep, like an abyss like a mountain.

The sword light collided, the thunder roared, and the momentum was so great that the hurricane exploded and crushed in all directions, pushing mountain peaks to the ground.

The dust rushed to the top, and the sky was dark.

Ji Xin held the broad sword with trembling arms, and his eyes were wide open, full of astonishment, both surprised and respectful: "With the cultivation base of the fusion stage, I can easily kill this king's Da Chong Sword Intent. Is this the Immortal Sword Intent? Hope for the restoration of the country."

As usual, the talkative Lu Bei couldn't do without running a few words, saying something that he hadn't done enough yet.

Today, he was full of murderous aura without concealing it, worried about the situation of Zhao Shiran and Li Taiqing, his mouth was sewn to death, and he went forward without saying a word.

The sword of Shangqing hangs high in the sky, the vast sword light is scattered thousands of times, and the stream of light and rain bombard the earth.

Below, the iron sword swept across the fierce hurricane, the waves beat the void, and half of the sky and the earth burst into black cracks. Under the stirring of the sword, this sewn mystery is like a rippling lake.

In the next second, the surface of the lake turned into a mirror, leaving darkness in the shattered world.

There was an earth dragon turning over, stubbornly not falling, a ray of sword intent overflowed, and a white light burst through the sky and earth, cutting the dragon's body into pieces in an instant.

In the darkness, Ji Xin danced his sword against each other, the sword intent was like a forest, and the sword light was billowing like a tide.

Lu Bei opened the way with a sword fist, and the fist seal crushed Da Chong's sword intent. The black iron sword was about to tear through the wind and thunder, and hundreds of bloodlines exploded on Ji Xin's body with just one shift.

White light bloomed along the bloodline, and Ji Xin's body collapsed like a building block.

In the next second, the reunited body was pale and bloodless, and the moment he raised his eyes, a fist print came from far to near, directly hitting the face.

So fast!

Ji Xinxin roared angrily. With the advantage of a great realm, he fell into an absolute disadvantage when meeting. The Da Chong Sword Intent, which he had practiced for many years, became a joke in the eyes of the other party. How could he bear it.

Black lines swept across the whole body, and each piece of Daxia ancient text manifested great fierceness and great compassion. In just a short moment, the dark tide like a demonic thought dyed Ji Xin's whole body black.

He crossed his palm, causing ripples in the void, and the stirring vortex split like a steel knife in all directions, blasting seven or eight secret realm transmission channels.

Leveraging fist and palm, Ji Xin's body froze.

I felt an indescribable terrifying power erupt, and a section of arm shattered silently, and then, an incomparable giant force came across like a mountain.

Its potential, looking up like the sky, looking down like the abyss.

Its momentum is as fast as a thunderbolt.

boom! !

The front of the fist touched the face door, and with an inaudible sound, a human head dissipated in mist, and the broken body flew out like a cannonball.

The terrifying force continued to spread. When flying backwards, Ji Xin's body, which had been baptized by Thunder once, was completely broken. Before the body landed, it collapsed and filled the sky with blood.

"what!!!"

Yuanshen's painful cry resounded through the void.

"Please turn around baby!"

……

Yellow sand world.

With the scorching sun on Zhao Shiran's head, looking at the four fused people in front of him, cold sweat drenched his clothes behind him, and kept Li Taiqing behind him without changing his face.

"So hot."

Li Taiqing raised his hand to fan the wind, the hotter he fanned, he woke up from sleepiness.

She winked and looked around, picked up Zhao Shiran's sleeve robe, but couldn't find Lu Bei who was hiding, and immediately became unhappy.

"Father... where's uncle, why is he missing?"

Speaking of this, her little face turned pale, her pink lips were bloodless, and the eyes were foggy, thinking that Lu Bei didn't want her anymore.

Bang!

A figure fell to the ground, its hair was messed up, its face was covered with blood, and its arms were twisted into twists.

Mu Jiling.

Mu Ziwei is a standard ruthless person, he is ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself. His primordial spirit is sealed, his mana is exhausted, and he cannot repair his physical injuries.

"The mouth is very hard, but your companions are not as smart as you imagined. You have suffered a lot, but they are eating, drinking and having fun outside, wasting the time you bought."

Among the four, a man with a green face teased, "The King of Xin would like to give you another chance to tell the whereabouts of your master, otherwise he will take your soul and refine it into lamp oil, and burn you for a hundred years to die."

Mu Ziwei didn't respond, ignored Zhao Shiran who was healing her, and stared at Li Taiqing with one rounded eye.

Master, is that you?

Their eyes met, Li Taiqing's steamed bun face was full of confusion, and he looked familiar. He always thought he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember who it was.

only……

Looking at Mu Jiling, who was covered with scars and had one of his eyeballs gouged out, Li Taiqing ignited a wave of nameless anger, which came at a strange time, at a loss for what to do, but it was so fierce that he couldn't suppress it.

Zhao Shiran was also extremely angry, and the method of speeding up the healing of the wound spared Mu Jiling's sore spots, but the sealing technique was deliberate, and she could not help Mu Jiling's primordial spirit get out of trouble even though she expended a lot of effort.

With the Wen Yuan sword in hand, Zhao Shiran blocked the two of them, planning to delay and try to get Lu Bei to arrive.

On the opposite side, the four members of the Fusion Stage were not in a hurry, and they did not stop Zhao Shiran from saving them. They had full confidence in Ji Xin. The Immortal Sword Intent is inherently invincible, but it also depends on who the user is.

What is invincible is not the Immortal Sword Intent, but the Abandonment Sutra. After all, the realm of this generation of Immortal Sword Masters is a little worse.

Clang!

The sword edge swept across, and a white light jumped up in front of him. The violent killing power froze the bone marrow, and the four people's scalps went numb from shock.