The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Lingfuzi wanted to rush over and cut this guy countless times, turning himself into a sword, even the Tuchen sword in his hand was not enough.

How can it be enjoyable to smash a cold dead thing on this guy? !

He wished he could turn himself into thousands of sword blades, be swept down by a violent storm, and cut Qingliu Dalang into scum.

This guy is a scum!

Capitalized scum! !

"Ming Zun," Ling Fuzi held Tu Chen's knuckles, his knuckles turned white, his eyes drooped coldly, and he smiled extraordinarily coldly. "Your determination to win last time killed him!"

He can't slay the dragon in the abyss, but he can easily kill the dragon's heart.

As long as this guy has a heart!

Hearing this, Qingliu Dalang gradually stopped laughing, his lips tightened, and the two fingers holding Tu Chen trembled.The edge of the sword deflected slightly, and with a puff, it pierced Qingliu Dalang's left shoulder.

A black blood flower splashed.

"You gave me two swords." Qingliu Dalang trembled, but his tone remained calm, and his face behind the white jade butterfly mask remained motionless. "Lingfu, these two swords are for the sake of you being his master now."

Ling Fuzi gritted his teeth. "Pindao only wishes to kill you!"

"You can't kill me." Qingliu Dalang laughed and got up from Babu's bed. "You dare not kill me."

Ling Fuzi squeezed Tu Chen tightly, and the dragon's blood dripping from the sword tip fell on the blue brick floor, congealing and not dispersing.

So Qingliu Dalang swaggered off the bed and left, the blood stains on the shoulders of the red clothes were regarded as meritorious service by him, flauntingly swaying under Ling Fuzi's nose.

The corner of Ling Fuzi's eyes twitched, and he asked coldly, "Where are you going?"

Qingliu Dalang didn't even bother to turn his head back, his tone seemed extremely impatient. "You drove him away, what am I still doing here? Cooking with you in Xiaoyaoshan?"

Ling Fuzi was angry, and before he could figure out how to fight back, when he raised his eyes, he saw a gust of wind blowing in the mountains outside after the rain.In the strong wind, that guy stood on top of the cloud and gave him a distant hand.

The more perfunctory the posture, the more perfunctory.

Ling Fuzi could even see the corner of the guy's mouth twitching in disdain.

Lingfuzi: ...! ! !

As soon as he turned his head, he took out a large number of communication talismans from his arms, and issued seventy reminders to the senior disciples—be sure to protect your thirteenth junior brother!In addition to fire prevention and anti-theft, especially remember to prevent one-stop!Remember remember!Fire prevention and anti-theft, anti-Aoyagi! !

After thinking about it, afraid that Ling Da would be too lazy to look at it, he sent another talisman to the second disciple.Dao, if your big brother doesn't read the message of being a master, you don't have to go back to the mountain, and go beg for food by yourself!

"Master has become more and more insane recently." Ling Er squeezed the communication talisman in his hand.This talisman needs to cost 100 yuan of high-quality spirit stones, and it burns immediately after reading it. There is no market price, but it is a pity that it is used by Ling Fuzi... to send his disciples down the mountain to beg for food.

Ling Da sat cross-legged on the jade steps in front of the temple door, unmoved by the wind, as if what Ling Er said just now was a fart.

Ling Er approached and sat cross-legged next to the eldest brother.

Nine people from Jiange of Xiaoyao Mountain blocked the entrance of the temple without saying a word.

Because they were afraid of going out and losing face, everyone on Yuntou changed their clothes. They were almost naked brothers who grew up together, so they didn't shy away from it.Each person has a white cloud, hiding in the white cloud and changing into a snow-white disciple robe again.

Usually in the mountains, they all wear the same snow-white disciple robes, so Su Shisan hasn't been able to notice the difference for ten years.In fact, after going down the mountain, every disciple of Jiange wore different costumes, with their respective clan emblems decorated on their shoulders.

To show that although this person is in Jiange, he is from a different family.

After completing his studies, this person has to return to his hometown to accept the great kindness of his relatives and repay him with the secrets he received from heaven during his ascension.

There were 13 senior brothers, except for that stupid Su Shisan who was picked up by Ling Fuzi halfway, the other 12 were all from the famous big family in Mietian Realm.

The Linger family has been the largest imperial priest in Beiju Luzhou for generations.Therefore, the tattoo on Linger's left shoulder is a black three-legged tripod, on which is coiled a colorful snake, with tattooed characters on the snake's face, which looks extremely mysterious.

With a straight face, the mysterious Ling Er poked the armpit of the senior brother solemnly. "Eldest brother, Master orders you to read the letter!"

The eldest brother continued to sulk, considering the possibility of defecting from the master's school and establishing his own.

With a mournful face, Ling Wu held his Youhuangqin and stood under a thousand-year-old banyan tree in front of the temple. He was dressed in white and had green hair. When the wind blew, he looked like a hanged ghost.

Ling [-], Ling [-], Ling [-], Ling [-], and Ling [-] stood at the foot of the steps with their arms folded and chatted, squinting at the closed gate of the temple from time to time, worrying that the days in this place are too loose, and the sun is shining on them There was smoke above his head, and there was not a single student in the school.As for the little thirteen they were ordered to protect?Hehe, who knows which corner he hides in to sleep late.

Ling Liu simply took out the sword manual sent by Lao Qi from his bosom, picked up a dead branch from the ground, and made moves in the air.The sound of the wind was fierce, blowing the ground in front of the temple.

"Lao Liu, if you continue to practice, this land will be bald!" Ling Wu raised his feet and jumped away from the dangerous land.

"Come here!" Ling San waved to Ling Wu, narrowing his slender eyes. "Lao Liu is a martial idiot, a vulgar person, not like our Si... Wen!"

The last word "Wen" was forced out by Lingsan through the gap between his teeth, that was called gnashing of teeth!

All the brothers and sisters stared fiercely at the swaying figure at the foot of the temple steps.

Down the steps, Su Shisan took three steps and jumped, with a cloth bag slung over his shoulder.Humming in his mouth, "Xiao Erlang, carry that schoolbag to school..." with crooked smiles on his brows and eyes, revealing his neat white teeth under the sun.As soon as the sun shines, there is a ding, and the two rows of neat glutinous rice teeth reflect a white light.

The white light fell on the eyes of all the brothers, and it became more and more dazzling.

The hands of nine people were all on the hilt of the sword.This time even the fragrant Ling Wu pulled out the snow-white long sword from the bottom of the Youhuang Qin, snorted coldly, shook his head, and the long blue hair swept the ground with a very cold wind sound.

Su Shisan sang and danced, and suddenly realized something, withdrew his small hand, and pulled out from his waist the black flood dragon whip that Ling Twelve made for him.

"Who...who? Come out from behind my master!" Su Shisan furtively turned his head and roared behind him.

The nine people from Xiaoyao Mountain followed Su Shisan's gaze and looked behind him.Under the steps of the temple is a very spacious avenue to the sky.Su Shisan was walking naked in the middle of Tongtian Avenue, so they only saw Shisan and Yi just now.Looking at it carefully now, it is indeed a bit weird.

On both sides of Tongtian Avenue, there are countless ancient trees that shade the sky and shade the sun, with intertwined branches, and they straddle the road from time to time.

The waves in the shade of the trees undulate like waves, and some living things are moving and jumping under the shade of the trees.And more than one figure.

Ling Da stood up abruptly, the sword in his hand whistling excitedly under his palm.

"It's a strong enemy!" Ling Da stared at him with an unprecedented seriousness.

"...Big Brother!" Ling Er then got up, called Ling Da abruptly, and tried to put his hand close to Ling Da's back.

Without looking back, Ling Da raised his hand indifferently, and his left hand was still in the air. "Don't make noise!"

Ling Er hesitated to speak, and lowered his fingers, trembling and tentatively probing the indescribable part of the back of Ling Da.

Brush the floor!

Ling Da hit back and knocked Ling Er's hand away, but he still didn't look back, but his tone was obviously more unhappy. "Second brother, what are you doing hiding behind me?!"

The senior brother let out a deep roar, causing all the juniors to turn their eyes and look behind the senior brother's ass.

At first sight... ahem, indescribable, indescribable!

Ling Twelve shouted with a voice that was so excited that it seemed to be always in the morning at twelve hours a day: "Big brother, your ass is not covered!"

eh, eh? ! ! ! !

Ling Da suddenly turned his head, and pressed his left hand on the back of his buttocks, holding a handful of torn gauze.

broken!Earlier in Xiaoyao Mountain, when the master was furious, Tu Chenjian chopped off the clothes of all of them, even the underwear and trousers were cut into rags.Lingda dozed off in the cloud, and took out a new white robe from the Qiankun bag and put it on, presumably because he was sitting cross-legged on the stone steps just now, and he didn't have time to put down the second half of the robe when he got up.

Ling Da's thick eyebrows were raised high, Feng Leong's hanging bile nose was wide open at the moment, and he couldn't stop panting.Each piece of meat hanging from his cheeks was trembling sharply.

...I want to betray the teacher!Xiaoyao Mountain can't wait any longer!

Lingda thought deeply.

He raised his eyes inch by inch, looking up from the bottom, every face of the juniors was so clear that it was shocking.Ling Wu was laughing, the flowers trembled from the laughter, and he was killed!

Lingda thought indifferently.

Twelve's voice is too bright, make him dumb!

Lingda thought darkly.

And the second child... No, all the juniors in Xiaoyao Mountain are poisonous!The master is crazy, the juniors are poisonous, this mountain can't stay anymore!I'd better choose an auspicious day and betray the teacher!

Lingda looked sad.

The breeze blew his bald head, and he remembered that even his long hair was cut off by Master.Right now, Ling Wu should be wearing a wig!

Lingda finally regained a trace of confidence.He hooked his fingers pretending to be calm, put down his white robe to cover his ragged ass, and coughed. "Ling Wu, your wig has fallen off!"

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