Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

In the mist at the back of the mountain, there is no other sound except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing leaves shaking up and down.

Shu Yao clapped his hands, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to be speaking to someone: "The Tianxing lineage chose me to be the main lineage. It's understandable that you, a little Huashen, don't know, but the seven kills behind you know it." Yes. Knowing that it is useless to hide in front of my eyes, why bother to hide?"

There was a sudden gust of wind in the forest.

That gust of wind was gloomy and cold, with a wet, rusty and bloody smell rushing towards his face.

Hoarse laughter sounded along with the cloudy wind: "I thought that the greedy wolf made the tiger fall into Pingyang, and he just wanted to save his life and not hesitate to rely on Wei Heng. Seeing me, there is no time to hide."

The wind stopped for a while, and a skinny man in black robe stopped in front of Shu Yao.

Most of his face was covered by the hood, leaving only a pair of sinister eyes. When he was looked at by those eyes, he immediately gave people a disgusting and sticky feeling like being entangled by a poisonous snake or a biting rat in the gutter.

It's evidence of killing.

Shu Yao will never forget this person.

Not to mention that he is the master of the Heavenly Punishment Meridian, and he is in charge of the Thunder of Heavenly Punishment, all evil spirits and evil spirits have nowhere to hide in front of Shu Yao.

Just to prove that this person was killed, Shu Yao remembered it better than anyone else, and he would not mistake him for it.

His face was as cold as ice, and his fingers at the bottom of his sleeves were tightly tucked into his palms.

Seeing him like this, even the hoarse voice couldn't conceal the elation in it:

"Second son of the Shu family, when I killed three hundred and twelve members of the Shu family, I never thought that the youngest of the two sons sent away by the useless patriarch would be so promising. Let you live 300 more for many years."

Seeing that Shu Yao was silent, Zheng Sha became even more arrogant: "But your power is so far, I should give you back the sword you gave me 200 years ago!"

Shu Yao finally spoke.

The corners of his slightly upturned lips were hooked by thousands of hectares of starlight in the sky, but there was no smile in his eyes, so cold and frighteningly cold.

If you want to describe it, it is the indifference and contempt of the gods in the sky looking at the mayflies in the ground, struggling for their life tossing day and night.

He said: "The masters of your master's seven kills all died under the sword of this seat. You are a person who is neither human nor ghost. What do you use to kill this seat?"

Under the burqa, Zheng Sha's haggard face quickly flushed red.

Three hundred years ago, he watched with his own eyes the lives of the Shu family being crushed in his hands little by little.

The man's wailing, the woman's tears, red and white pieces all over the floor, bone dregs, lumps of broken hair...

The mother watched her child being cut into pieces, the husband was unable to protect his beloved wife, and both were cramped and skinned.

Zheng Sha couldn't help showing an intoxicated smile.

It's so beautiful, so beautiful.

It's also really refreshing.

This so-called Greedy Wolf Envoy should have begged him for mercy 300 years ago until his soul was gone!

Why can he be in a high position?

How can he cut off his head like a child's play with a sword?

Witness killing bloodshot eyes, gnashing teeth.

It was too late to give him much time to reminisce about the past and scold Tiandao, a bastard, when the thunder rolled down like rain.

There is an unstoppable force in every thunderbolt, and the purple light is so fierce that it seems to tear open a gap in the world, and razed the back mountain of Beidouzong to the ground.

It illuminated the horror in Zheng Sha's bloodshot eyes.

Shu Yao has the mysterious help of Thunder of Heavenly Punishment, and he is extremely handy with the two styles of Emperor's Dragon Soaring and Thunder Wrath in Bing Xin Jue.

Even if there is really not much spiritual power that can be mobilized, the thunder that can be aroused by the meaning of thunder in the sword is enough to prove the beauty of killing.

This time, the witness was really chopped into a scorched black color like his robe, and it was difficult to get up when he was paralyzed on the ground.

Shu Yao walked over two steps, thinking that looking too much at the evidence would dirty his eyes: "What? You are not a ghost, what are you going to use to kill me?"

Zheng Sha coughed up a pool of dirty blood in pain and did not speak.

He believed that Shu Yao kept his life, it must be useful for him.

There is a chance of a comeback.

As expected, Shu Yao's voice was serious, freezing all unnecessary emotions: "Did I kill you 200 years ago?"

Shu Yao was really brooding.

Once he crossed over, he happened to be at the moment when the Shu family was destroyed. The young master of the Shu family was scared out of his soul and went to reincarnate early.

The Shu family and Shu Yao have no ties of kinship.

But he saw with his own eyes the blood of the 310 members of the Shu family spreading into a river, flowing to every corner of the mansion.

It was the Patriarch of the Shu family who tried his best to send him and Shu's eldest son thousands of miles away.

Zheng Sha wiped the almost pitch-black blood around his mouth, and laughed heart-piercingly with a coughing sound.

Shu Yao looked at him expressionlessly.

After finally waiting for Zheng Sha to calm down, he coughed and laughed, and said in a secretive tone: "200 years ago, I still remember the temperature of the cold voice and silent shadow of Greedy Wolf that brushed against my neck clearly. Forget things, don’t you remember killing me, this little brat?”

Shu Yao's eyes also gradually turned red.

There was a rampant fierceness in his chest, which made him uncomfortable.

Wanting to split the witness in half with a sword, wanting to split the Seven Killers behind him in half——

I want to split the entire magic path in half.

His voice came out slightly, and he asked, "Who is it?"

Shu Yao knows his own sword.

Normally speaking, it is possible to prove that there is no way to survive.

Unless it is a Mahayana who is willing to compromise his own cultivation, and cast a secret technique on Zheng Sha, so as to prolong his life.

200 years ago, the demons at that time could not be injured.The magic palace exists in name only, and the magic way is divided and ruled by 32 domain masters.

Let Xuetian not be a Demon Lord, Seven Kills and Pojun did not enter the Mahayana, and Shu Yao is not even a Huashen.

In the eyes of the 32 domain masters, they are far from being a confidant.

Who would purposely expend his cultivation to save a powerless witness, and make a special trip to disgust Shu Yao 200 years later?

Zheng Sha patted his chest, "Who is it? I'd better save this question for the envoy to go down to the spring to ask!"

He ignited the demon seed Qisha left in his dantian!

The killing momentum became stronger again, and the trees and vegetation near him were blown far away in the burst, and the air waves turned them into fly ash.

Shu Yao subconsciously raised the cold shadow.

The faint blue streamer at the tip of the sword suddenly turned, like a clear glow, covering Shu Yao's body.

Heaven and earth are low.

How many years of friendship did he have with Qi Sha, and what was Qi Sha's plan, wouldn't Shu Yao know?

It's nothing more than wanting to use Shu Yao's hatred for Zhengsha to lure him out of Xuanshan under the pretext of Zhengsha, and then kill Shu Yao with the demon seeds he left in Zhengsha's body.

Shu Yao sneered silently in his heart.

After so many years, Qisha is still so arrogant and arrogant, and doesn't understand the principle of lion fighting rabbit.

The next moment, a sword pierced through the clouds, like a dragon raising its head!

Witness Kill just let out a low chuckle of "ho ho" and raised his palm to shoot it.

The magic energy devoured the frost, baring its teeth and claws.

Huai Shuangjian's figure flew back dozens of steps in the air.

Even though she was at a disadvantage, she didn't forget to roll up her sleeves and put Shu Yao behind her to protect her.

"Junior brother, I told you to stay in the room and not run around."

Shu Yao looked around and said to him: "Senior sister, be careful of that monster!"

He didn't need to remind him, the giant palm of demonic energy formed by Zhengsha met the two sword qi from the left and the right, and the sword energy was sharp and solid, which would inevitably block Zhengsha.

It was a pair of brothers from Daoxuanjianshan who came after Huaishuangjian.

First take Huai Shuangjian's sword with all his strength, and then confront the two Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators, even if the seven kills are distracted, it will be difficult to prove the kill for a while.

At this time, the head of the Big Dipper Sect a little further behind turned on the astrolabe, and flew over 360 stars from the sky, not entangled with the witnesses, each one of which was ignited and burned into dust. .

The magic handprint disappeared to nothing.

Zheng Sha shook his body and stood firm, before everyone else could make a move, he shouted: "Are you sure you want to protect the envoy and fight against me?"

"The devil is slandering my junior brother's innocence again!"

Linyunhe was the latest to hear the news, and came the latest, only in time to shout out grief and indignation.

He was extremely angry, thinking that his junior brother had a bad temper at best.

It's also not good to be in the nest behind closed doors. At most, you can deceive the master and beat the Taoist priest, don't mention how soft you are in front of yourself and your senior sister.

Why do you keep attracting the devil's attention over and over again, and compare him with the Greedy Wolf Messenger?

No, the devil didn't slander your junior brother's innocence this time.

Shu Yao slandered.

Zhengsha Weiwei glanced at Linyunhe, his eyes looked back and forth between them, and suddenly he said fiercely: "It's one of the skills of the Greedy Wolf Envoy to coax them into a watertight situation."

He licked Shu Yao's face inch by inch with his eyes, "But it's no wonder that greedy wolves are beautiful, and even Daoist is coveted, and he is willing to bear infamy and cover up, let alone these mere juniors?"

Brother, it's not my fault.

Shu Yao first lit a pillar of wax for the envoy of Seven Killers who was far away in the magic palace.

Your dog bites people indiscriminately, and grabs Dao Zun. He will come to you to settle accounts in the future, and it is not the fault of me speaking ill of you in Xuanshan.

Lin Yunhe's head was full of bewilderment, and most of his anger was wiped away: "How do you talk about you?"

Even if the younger brother has a bad temper and hits Dao Zun, it is something he is willing to do. How can he be called beautiful and seductive?

"You say he is a greedy wolf envoy, what evidence do you have?"

It wasn't the two sword cultivators of Upside Down Sword Mountain who asked the question, and it wasn't the head of Beidou Sect, but Huaishuangjian standing in front of Shu Yao.

Shu Yao sighed in relief, and held Han Sheng Ji Ying even tighter.

Before he came to Houshan, he had already made preparations to meet everyone in arms and kill them by force.

This is far from the predicament that Shu Yao has experienced, the most narrow escape.

But it is the most uncomfortable.

Shu Yao thought, maybe it was because Huai Shuangjian and Lin Yunhe were good boys.

I was still laughing with them yesterday, and there was almost an illusion between talking and laughing.

He thought that he was really lucky to be a young man with the blue eyes of the Daoist, and the road to practice was smooth.

Just as proud, as beautiful, as proud as they are.

There was light in Zheng Sha's eyes, his face was burning with excitement, and he shouted: "Don't you think his swordsmanship is so high?"

"And yesterday! I heard your conversation! How could he know about the demon seed? How could he recognize it?"

"He can only be the envoy of Greedy Wolf!"

Zheng Sha opened his eyes wide, and couldn't wait to see them fight each other.

What greeted was Huaishuangjian's icy sword edge.

"I know that."

"That's why I believe in Junior Brother."

It was exactly the same as when Huai Shuangjian slapped Shu Yao's head against the wind and shouted "Junior Brother" when they came.

The meaning is exactly the same.

The witness was dumbfounded.

Behind them were two sword repairers discussing disdainfully.

"Tch, it's a good idea to have his big dream, to split us up and stir up our internal strife."

"The swordsmanship is good because of the talent, and the Daoist taught him well; knowing the devil is because the Daoist taught him well. We sword repairers have a straight temper, so it's not that we don't have this little brain and the capacity to accommodate people."

Shu Yao was in a complicated mood.

No, you really haven't.

Zhengsha was like being fed shit, holding his nose to accept the fact that these five people were all bewitched by Shu Yao, and stopped talking pointlessly.

He roared angrily, took all the strength of the Seven Killers and distracted him, and slapped out with a palm.

Is there a difference between heaven and earth compared to just one palm?

Shu Yao forcibly swallowed the blood welling up in his throat, ignoring the creaking bones, and drew his sword to meet him.

Huai Shuangjian and Lin Yunhe called him Junior Brother, and stood in front of him with swords in their defense.

How dare he stand behind these two people with peace of mind and let them draw their swords?

pressed by one hand.

That hand was very beautiful, white and slender, with knuckles like bamboo and palm like jade.

The handsome Daoist in white clothes appeared.