Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

There was a moment of silence on the street, and the eyes of several people wandered between the fragments of the magic weapon and the young man who came out of the shop.

The magic weapon is really completely damaged, not only the colorful brilliance that ordinary people can see on the normal magic weapon is now gone, even the shimmering talisman seals are also fragmented, absolutely useless.

Everyone bared their teeth as they felt the icy cold and sharp breath from the opening of the magic weapon.

Could it be that they were really mistaken just now, this young man is not an ordinary person, but a sword cultivator from Yuanshan?

They looked at Ji Lian once or twice, then shook their heads in unison in their hearts.

It is absolutely impossible to be the group of sword lunatics in Yuanshan, not to mention that the sword cultivator's true energy is too sharp to cover up, but the young man is holding...

It's not a sword at all, but a sickle, okay? !

Even the size of this sickle can't change the fact that it is a sickle!

Tianyi Dao finally felt that something was wrong, so he asked his uncle Yu Ling who had been making soy sauce all the time.

"Uncle Master knows anyone whose magic weapon is a sickle?"

Master Yuling just wanted to make the only apprentice of his senior brother in charge give a face, but he still didn't dare to show it on the face. He searched in his memory and shook his head decisively.

"I have never seen such a strange magic weapon, and..."

He swallowed the next words carefully.

Moreover, there is no halo on this sickle, so it is difficult to say whether it is a magic weapon?

On the other side, the fat man jumped up and down, "Young Master, it was this scythe that chopped up your bronze book!"

Lou Qingrong slapped Fatty again with a blank face, and after the slap, he looked at Ji Lian as if nothing had happened, and his disdain was a little less.

"Yu Libai's friend, it's interesting."

When someone's name popped up, Ji Lian raised his eyebrows.

Is this the resentful "Young Master Lou" that idiot said?As far as the series of behaviors are really arrogant, Yu Libai has never behaved decently, so it is really not difficult to offend him.

Can a lesson be regarded as repaying a small part of the idiot's favor?

And both sides of the fight think together.

Halfway through the fight, a guy who seems to be a master pops up out of the blue, which can be a little tricky.

Should we fight him together or pretend we didn't see this person?

Neither side realizes that this decision is not theirs to make.

But Ji Lian easily came to a conclusion.

That idiot wasn't here, and he couldn't see that he had taught Young Master Lou a lesson. It's not good to do white work.

So Ji Lian turned around and waved, "Pei Ji, let's go."

Pei Ji, who felt that he had watched a good show, followed immediately.

It's really a good show. If the Holy See of Europa fights with the Dark Council, at most it will be golden and white holy light and black and gray magic spells. Unlike China, the colorful ones are enough to open a big dyeing workshop.

Others: Huh?just leave?

They clearly wanted them to leave, but Ji Lian left as soon as he said so, which made them lose face. Not to mention the embarrassing thing that Ji Lian was recognized as an ordinary person before, the magic weapon that was cut in half is still lying at the feet of Tianyi Zhenchuan.

Without hesitation, a true disciple of Tianyi took a step forward, "Hey, you kid, who made you go?"

Not far away, two people, one big and one small, looked back and raised their eyebrows together. Knowing that his elder brother didn't like to talk, Pei Ji, who had greatly improved his Chinese Mandarin, tilted his head on his hips, "Oh? You mean we want us to watch you fight here?"

The child's voice was crisp, and everyone was embarrassed when they heard it.

This Tianyi Daoist's face was also blue and red, but he didn't stop talking, "You hacked my magic weapon, you must pay for it!"

As soon as this remark came out, not only Ji Lian and the Daohe faction looked at him in amazement, but even the uncles in his own camp had strange eyes.

If you didn't throw the magic weapon out and didn't control it well and almost hurt others by mistake, how could you be chopped off?

The corner of Pei Ji's mouth twitched, and he asked Ji Lian, "Do people in China have some logic problems?"

Ji Lian: "...not all of them."

Pei Ji: "But Yu Libai's logic is not very good."

Ji Lian: "..."

This example is absolutely irrefutable.

Yu Libai, who had been nervous all the time, made up his mind to come out in case of danger: "..." Bastard!

Pei Ji opened his mouth to mock fifty million people, and the others who noticed his blond hair and red eyes also reacted.

"This hair color... is it a monster?"

"The breath is gloomy, and it is indeed not like ordinary people."

"Westerners?"

"Simian?"

The last address made Pei Ji raise his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything. After all, he was a blood cub and a mage apprentice who couldn't even spell.

Ji Lian glanced at it, pulled Pei Ji's back collar, turned and left.

Obviously, all this has become more and more boring to him.

The corner of Pei Ji's mouth twitched as he was being dragged away.

Dear brother, don’t even think about how you managed to get your name in Fei Leng Cui. When did you get involved in trouble and you managed to escape at the beginning?

Facts have proved that Pei Ji's premonition is extremely correct.

About to become angry from embarrassment, this true biography of Tianyi flew out a disc-shaped magic weapon again, and the magic weapon emitted seven-colored rays of light, which were crystal clear, like colored glaze.

"Is it a phantom disk, or a high-grade one, probably setting up an illusion to embarrass this person." Bai Chang said softly.

Lou Qingrong nodded.

"True illusion makes good people not use this thing," Bai Chang commented, "Illusion disk is the weakness of illusion, and there is a distance limit. If the arrangement is not good..."

Before she finished speaking, all kinds of silk threads stretched out from the phantom plate, and rolled towards Ji Lian swiftly and neatly. The silk threads were invisible things, even Ji Lian's sickle couldn't do anything about it.

Ji Lian frowned, and didn't care about the various threads that were about to get entangled on his body. Instead, he took a few steps forward and swung the curved blade of the sickle, just in time to trap the magical magic disk in the curved blade.

But Tianyi's true inheritance is true after all, and it is not a complete embroidered pillow. Seeing Ji Lian stepping forward into the control range of the magic disk, he backhanded the magic weapon to recall it, turned left and right, and just grabbed it out of Ji Lian's move.

Seeing the silk thread entangled his feet and the phantom mist floating, Tian Yiyi, who thought he had won, curled up his lips, and then wanted to make up some kind of illusion for this kid who didn't give him face so that he would make a fool of himself, phantom mist The blurred young man raised his arm, and the handle of the sickle rose one meter out of thin air, and the phantom disk was stuck in again.

With a swing of the knife, the magic weapon falls.

Once the illusion was broken, the illusion disappeared without breaking. The young man stood upright holding the sickle, and a murderous aura emerged from his whole body.

Everyone was stunned.

So easy... then...

How can it be? !

And the eyes of Daoist Yuling with the highest cultivation are the biggest.

He could see clearly that the blade of the sickle had just touched the surface of the magic weapon, and before it was cut off, the brilliance of the magic weapon had already been extinguished, and it was no longer a magic weapon.Obviously, no matter what supernatural powers the magic weapon has, under this scythe, it is no different from ordinary copper and rotten iron.

And this kind of supernatural ability to turn magic weapons into ordinary products has only been owned by one thing throughout the ages.

Ranked third in the Chinese God Soldier, the sword of the world's monsters...

"Changyuan!"

Master Yuling trembled like he was sifting chaff, and pointed at the scythe in Ji Lian's hand in disbelief, "This is the Changyuan sword!"

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

The loudest voice was: "How could this be the Changyuan Sword?!"

Nima, can a sword look like a sickle?If it looks like a long sickle, why is it called the Changyuan sword? Wouldn't it be better to call it the Changyuan sword or the Changyuan sickle? !

But Bai Chang and Lou Dashao were even more suspicious.

When they saw the young man deal with the magic disk just now, they realized that although the young man was quick and powerful, he still hadn't cultivated to a human level. If it was the Changyuan sword in his hand, it would not be a big problem for a mortal to break the magic weapon.

So, this sickle...is really the Changyuan Sword?

For a moment, the eyes gathered on Ji Lian's big black scythe became extremely hot.

The two swords worn by the founding emperor of China, one is named Ziwei, which gathers the clean energy of the world, and the other is named Changyuan, which fixes the pollution of the world. The two sons of the founding emperor each got a sword. The direct lineage has been passed down from generation to generation, and the owner of the Changyuan Sword is the second son. With the Changyuan Sword, he was named the Duke of Yuanxi and guarded the northwest Moyuan from generation to generation.

According to legend, it was these two swords that determined the fate of the royal family.

Of course, this was 500 years ago.

500 years ago, the last generation of Changyuan sword masters disappeared for no reason, and Changyuan sword disappeared along with them. At that time, the foundation of the royal family was almost disturbed, but when it finally settled down, no one saw Changyuan sword again.

However, at that time, the royal family declared that the Changyuan Sword had been retrieved, holding a Changyuan Sword that was not known to be true or not, but was considered fake by everyone in the world, and it was locked in the palace forever without being taken out. .

The crowd frowned.

Since no one has ever seen the third sword in the world... What if the Changyuan Sword really looks so strange, like a sickle?

Bai Chang lowered his voice, "...you see?"

Lou Qingrong nodded: "It's not impossible."

Among all the people present, only his gaze was the hottest.

The Lou family in Huadu has long had the ambition to replace the Xia family's millennium dynasty.

Ji Lian frowned: "..."

What is Changyuan Sword?All of a sudden they became like wolves and tigers, why?

Pei Ji also whispered behind his back, "Brother, I feel something is wrong."

Ji Lian is helpless, something is wrong a long time ago, and I want you to remind me.

He calmly put on a defensive posture, covering Pei Ji behind him.

The first attack was Tianyi's True Inheritance.

"Boy, bring me your sword!"

Ji Lian ignored him.

"Cough cough," Lou Qingrong coughed lightly, "this little brother, are you brother Yu's friend? I'm a classmate with him, and I haven't seen him for a long time. Can I buy you a drink? Let me ask you about the news." .”

These words came from a person whom Yu Libai said had a grudge, the satirical effect was so strong that Ji Lian couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Combined with the situation in front of you, it is almost the same as ridicule in the eyes of others.

Tianyi's true biography shouted again: "Boy, I told you to call out the knife, did you hear me?"

This time Ji Lian really smiled.

He raised his hand and raised the knife, and stood still, a stream of light shone from the black blade.

"Want? Come and get it."

The provocation was immediately accepted, and the six people on the opposite side were suddenly united and attacked together.

Ji Lian sneered, and the handle of the sickle grew again.

The yellow talismans of various colors brought out iridescent light, and flew towards Ji Lian in a long swipe, as if they were about to attack Ji Lian. Ripple-like water light suddenly emerged from the white mist, like a vast ocean.

On the other side of the white mist, a deep purple glow flew out.

Shui Guang wrapped up all the magic weapons attacking Ji Lian, and Zixia smashed the wrapped magic weapons to pieces.

At the same time, there were two roars.

"Who dares to do something in my Baihe Town!"

"Who moved my disciple?!"