The cigarette pot

The sharp screams pressed back all the words behind. The magic snail in his hand was spoiled, and the blue lightning splashed instantly, covering the man, which made him slam all over his body. He had no choice but to let go and then drop the magic snail into dust.

As expected! Yu Ci was a little surprised, but he still realized it more. He felt that the position of the curse sword snail was a little different from when he was thrown down by the leader before, so his hands were slowed down. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise the hair would be standing upside down by the lightning now, and he would have to replace him.

So, the female cultivator... with a bang, the person who came vented his anger and kicked the curse sword snail far away more than ten feet away. Seeing this, Yu Ci woke up suddenly and did not delay, and took the opportunity to fly back. With only two breaths, the person was already a thousand feet away.

Anyone who is not angry like this is definitely not a man. That person is just a man: "I am so ugly? Don't blame Xiao for not being kind and righteous!"

There was no sign of action in the blasting shout, and the sword energy was already scattered in the void. Yu Ci felt that the opponent's sword energy was quite strange. The sword was ringed and rotated at high speed, and a layer of strong corrosive force gathered inward. In this way, the rings and rings were stimulated, resulting in endless changes. If they were really cut by the high-speed rotating sword ring, the limbs would be split in the trap!

With a continuous sound beside him, the Xi light sword in Yu Ci's hand had lost its shape and turned into a virtual mist sword circle, perfect and flawless, expanding to ten feet away. This is the "flawless sword circle" that the stolen master of Mengwei, and for more than four months on the mountain, Mengwei has personally guided it to the next level.

The opponent's sword ring flew intertwined like a storm, and the sword could not be retracted. In a blink of an eye, it shrank more than half from a ten-foot radius. Yu Ci was even more hit by a powerful impact for half a mile, but the opponent's sword ring could not break through to the inner layer.

A sudden roar was heard in his ears, and the sword ring storm suddenly stopped. Yu Ci glanced coldly and saw that he was forced to retreat, with eroded soil everywhere, and a strong sour smell flowing in the air, making the air sizzle.

Yu Ci no longer retreated, stood with a sword, nailed to the ground like a stake. As for the opponent, he was standing on the small mound where Pang Ji was killed just now, and he was standing tall. After a round of fierce attacks, the sword was hidden. He only bent and stretched his fingers, as if he had not recovered from the pain of burning fire.

At this time, he stared at Yu Ci, and the blood patterns on the ghost eyes on his forehead were dripping red, and there was even more light flowing, as if a ghost had opened his eyes:

"Flawless Sword?"

The Wuxia Sword is Mengwei's nickname, which praises the female cultivator's tenacity in defense and the perfect and flawless sword. It also extends to her strict obedience to her conduct and people and things that make people unable to find flaws. The man called out this name in one word, obviously seeing through Yu Ci's origin, and Yu Ci remained silent about this.

The man didn't need Yu Ci to confirm, but said sternly: "Okay, very good! He is really a rising star in Lichen Sect... You are famous and become a million people at this time. I will give you a chance to make a name!"

Yu Ci looked up at him, but did not respond immediately, but looked slowly from top to bottom. Every point of his sight shifted would cause the Xi Guangsword in his hand to change slightly, and thus involve hundreds of qi changes. The two of them did not fight against the sword now, but they both locked each other tightly. The only difference is that the other party has a strong cultivation level, and the sword energy crosses a distance here, and it still has a substantial threat. Yu Ci's cultivation level is weak, so he can only use the sword intent to add to his body.

After confronting each other for a while, Yu Ci spoke in a deep voice: "Yu Ci, Lichen Sect, also want to hear your name?"

The man was clearly stunned: "Don't you know who I am?"

Should I know? Yu Ci didn't say this, but just smiled, and she was ridiculed.

The man's forehead was even brighter. He stared at Yu Ci for a while, and nodded and said, "I am Xiao Fuyun."

He did not say that the sect was not deliberately concealed, but his fame was so great that there was no need for the sect to take advantage of it. Unfortunately, Yu Ci's understanding of the world of cultivation has been quite poor so far. Xiao Fuyun's posture was put on, and if he had a charming look, he would throw it to the blind man.

This time Yu Ci no longer needs to express it specifically. Xiao Fuyun's face was red and red. Finally, he breathed out and finally seemed much calmer: "You said your name is Yu Ci, Yu Ci..."

His voice became lower and lower, as if he was memorizing Yu Ci's name with his heart. Seeing him like this, when Yu Ci was puzzled, there was a roar of thunder in his ears:

"Yu Ci!"

This is Xiao Fuyun calling out his name. Yu Ci was shocked when she heard the sound, and all the muscles in her body trembled with a few eye-catching trembling, and then she froze on the spot. Xiao Fuyun saw it clearly and roared twice again: "Yu Ci, Yu Ci, you won't come out yet!"

His hand is called "Soul-Seeing Ghost Roar", which is supplemented by the secret technique of sound killing. Those who are not strong will may be forced out of their bodies on the spot and be severely damaged. As for those who can resist the sound of sound, most of them have been impacted, and Xiao Fuyun has his own way to deal with it.

He laughed and took out a small purple clay pot, but it was slightly larger than his fist. At first glance, it looked like the most normal tea set. However, the lid button was carved with a pair of ghost statues that were entangled and hugged. Nine holes as big as needles were opened at the edge of the lid. At this time, smoke was overflowing from it.

Yu Ci looked at this side in a daze, his body stiff and his eyes were straight. Seeing him like this, Xiao Fuyun rubbed the purple clay pot in his hand and smiled and said, "Your junior can lead me out of this treasure pot, which is considered dead. Put your soul into this "Nine-Hole Soul Scattering Smoke Bottle" and greet him well, which can also be considered as giving out bad anger to the cultivators in the world. See if you Lichen Sect dominate the tomb of the Donghou again!"

He habitually made a high-profile appearance, and at the same time he also held the cover button and chanted the curse again. The smoke from the nine holes immediately turned into a fishing net and was thrown out.

Seeing the smoke fishing net crossing a mile away, under his head, Yu Ci was still stupid and ignorant, not knowing how to dodge, Xiao Fuyun said, "Things are done."

The most powerful thing about this Nine-hole Soul-Scattering Smoke Bottle is to refine the mysterious smoke, which captures the soul. Its design is good. With its tenth level and sixty-fourth level of sacrifice and refining, even the monk Bu Xu will suffer a loss, not to mention this junior who has not even formed a pill? As long as the smoke passes by, the junior Yin Shen will involuntarily and let him control it. Xiao Fuyun has already begun to think about what method to use to pry out the location of the Donghou Tomb as soon as possible.

However, the next moment, his face changed slightly. He turned his head to look into the distance, but saw the lightning flashing in the sky. With the rumbling sound, under the Thunderbolt mask, a female cultivator in armor appeared in the air and stood on the wasteland. Her slender and plump body emitted fire-like heat, which made Xiao Fuyun squint his eyes.

"Well...heavy weapon door?"

The sect where Xiao Fuyun is located is quite powerful in the north and has a very well-informed news. He knew that in recent years, there was a heavy weapon sect in the Northern Wasteland Realm, which developed very rapidly. The sect leader was mysterious, and the monks in the sect were all wearing heavy armored magic weapons, which were very distinctive. Of course, with his status, the heavy weapon sect was just a small shrimp. He moved his mouth and destroyed it. He only cared about the dark blue light emitted by the female cultivator's outer heavy armor.

This thing looks very familiar!

Under the face of Thunder God, the female cultivator seemed to be a little surprised and said, "'Being unparalleled and righteous' Xiao Fuyun?"

Xiao Fuyun laughed: "Benevolence and righteousness are our pursuit, but Wushuang is not afraid to accept it. Ha, this fellow Taoist has some face-to-face experience. Have we seen it before?"

However, the female cultivator stopped speaking, her eyes flew over the curse sword snail in the distance, paused on Yu Ci's side, and then without saying a word, a golden light shot up into the sky, visible under the dim clouds for dozens of miles.

Xiao Fuyun was stunned, and then his face changed color. He felt that a person with a cultivation level in the distance was not inferior to that of a female cultivator, and his eyes were sharp. He had long seen that the female cultivator had the initial level of the Revitalization, and his heavy armored magic weapon was also good. Of course, he was not afraid of such a person. If he added another one, trouble would come.

It would be fine if it was on weekdays, but now he was determined to dig out the location of the Donghou tomb from Yu Ci, so how could he be willing to have troubles?

When his heart moved, he made a harsh move: "Take the soul and disperse the soul, and do not take the Yin God and get the residual soul... I will collect the Sang Luanyan!"

The fishing net condensed with smoke was under the hood, and it penetrated through Yu Ci's body. Yu Ci's body softened and fell downwards. Xiao Fuyun was happy at first, but then changed color. At this moment, the dark blue light in the air "screw" a series of explosions, pulling out a long whip of dozens of feet, whipping the atmosphere. The sharpness is undeniable.

"Who dares to move the person who wants the heavy weapon door!"

Xiao Fuyun wished he could curse: Bitch, what eye did you see me touch him... Bastard, where is Yu Ci's remnant soul?

With a heart full of confusion and irritability, he avoided the sharp edge of the electric whip and took the time to turn his head to see, but he saw Yu Ci's body set off again and was already in the soil, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The dark air filled the sky, and another monk Huandan finally arrived, without saying a word, and opened his hand and ran his hand and called him towards him.

My Donghou Tomb! Xiao Fuyun was furious, and the runes on his forehead were protruding at the brightest redness. It was as if the ghost eyes were angrily opened, which was shocking.
Chapter completed!