Murong Chen hurried out of the lizard cave.

I saw the three-puppy Heavenly Fox who received a minor injury at the entrance of the cave! Unexpectedly, Zhao Yu's martial arts cultivation has improved so much. With the Qilin Flame Sword, the three-puppy Heavenly Fox is still no match for Zhao Yu's Yuanyang Sword.

Murong Chen was in a hurry and used the Dragon Step to come to the side of the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox.

It simply happened that the three-pupil Tianhu was not seriously injured.

It was just affected by Zhao Yu's sword shadow! The three-puppy Tianhu looked happy, "Master, you're fine, you're awakened martial arts!"

Zhao Yu burst into laughter.

"Haha! Murong Chen, you trash, last time in Lancheng, my King of Quick Swords, Zhao Yu, was defeated by your hands. It's just that I underestimated the enemy too much. Now, you are about to die!"

"But that's it!"

After Zhao Yu smiled sinisterly, his eyes were sharp, "The sword in your hand looks good! In this Yongtu Peak, I, Zhao Yu, have absolutely no opponent. You hand over the natal magic weapon that has awakened from martial arts to me, kneel down to me, kowtow respectfully, call me Grandpa, and I will let you go!"

Murong Chen helped the three-pupil Tianhu up and sneered: "Zhao Yu, you are talking too much nonsense!"

"Oh! I didn't see that your martial arts cultivation is already at the sixth level of the Divine Awareness Realm! It's so amazing. Others are awakening the first level of the Divine Awareness Realm. You are a weirdo, garbage, you are actually awakening the martial arts at the sixth level of the Divine Awareness Realm. It's really interesting!"

Zhao Yu laughed wildly and laughed at Murong Chen.

The three-puppy Tianhu said: "Master, I don't know how much higher Zhao Yu's martial arts cultivation is. Moreover, the power of the mandarin duck sword is greater than before! Be careful!"

The three-pupil Tianhu used the Kirin Flame Sword to barely fight Zhao Yu.

"To be honest! I became an elder of the Sea God Sect and my martial arts cultivation has improved!"

Zhao Yu said: "This mandarin duck sword was also forged by the weapon refiner of the Sea God Cult again. Humph! You both are going to die today!"

"His grandma's legs! Zhao Yu's mother-in-law's mother-in-law is so fucking annoying!"

The three-puppy Tianhu cursed: "Zhao Yu, die!"

Since the power of the Qilin Flame Sword cannot be used to the extreme, it is better not to use it.

Put down the Qilin Flame Sword, swept the tail of the three-pupil Heavenly Fox and a hurricane blew up.

Zhao Yu was calm and calm, "Stinky fox, you are so capable, you really don't have enough to see!"

"Mandarin duck sword, knife butcher!"

"Go!"

Zhao Yu shouted loudly! The mandarin duck sword turned into one long and one short, two big swords, one black and one white.

Two knives intertwined and hovered in the air, forming a flying Tai Chi diagram.

This Tai Chi diagram is filled with pressure and strange magic marks fly out of the Tai Chi diagram. These magic marks cut the air and touched the rocks, and the rocks shattered in one go.

The Tai Chi diagram is getting bigger and bigger! It seems like there is a small sky above Murong Chen and the Santong Tianhu.

Boom! The three-puppy Tianhu only felt his tail hurt and was shocked back by the Tai Chi diagram.

"Haha! Murong Chen, you knelt down, kowtow, and call grandpa, it's still time! Otherwise..." Zhao Yu's face changed before he finished speaking.

What appeared on Murong Chen's face was that confident and weird smile. This smile was too cunning.

"Ancestral Dragon Sword! One sword breaks the sky!"

Buzz... "    Ao!"

A sound of dragon sound! Boom! The Tai Chi diagram composed of the mandarin duck sword was about to be crushed to death by Murong Chen, but Murong Chen just let out such a light sword and his mandarin duck sword flew away.

A black mandarin duck sword disappeared, leaving only the white mandarin duck sword, which flew back to Zhao Yu's hand.

Zhao Yu grew up and couldn't believe it. He just had a sword and just a light sword! The Tai Chi diagram formation of the Yuanyang Sword was broken! Zhao Yu had only one idea, run away! He didn't care about Lancheng, the title of the King of Quick Swords, who had no defeat, was the most important thing to save his life! Taking down the Five Thunder Fruit Tree on Yongtu Peak and winning is the key. Today, Murong Chen can't kill him.

Wanzhou, Hanging City, three disciples from Badao Pavilion patrol the Qilin Flame Sword.

A disciple said, "Senior Brother Han, I clearly heard the sound of the Qilin Flame Sword. I remember that the elder made this sound when he showed the Qilin Flame Sword!"

"That's right! Someone must have used the Qilin Flame Sword! If we found the root of the fairy energy in Yongtu Peak this time, we found the lost treasure of the Badao Pavilion, the Qilin Flame Sword, and the head of the sect will definitely reward us! Are you the third senior brother?"

Another disciple of the Badao Pavilion in a black robe smiled.

"It's already very close! The Kirin Flame Sword must have appeared nearby!"

Among the three disciples of the Badao Pavilion, the disciples of the Badao Pavilion with the highest cultivation level and with wind-catching ears looked around alertly.

The spiritual energy is surging frequently, and there are likely warriors fighting.

Whoosh! Whoosh! "Be careful! Senior Brother Han! Have a knife!"

A disciple from the Badao Pavilion called out a danger and shouted loudly.

"What kind of knife is there! There is a knife."

Senior Brother Han turned his head suddenly.

Crack! The head was split in half! He died unjustly.

Zheng! The disciple of Badao Pavilion in a black robe flew up and waved the long sword in his hand.

Zhengling! Zhao Yu's black mandarin duck sword landed on the ground.

"Senior Brother Third, it should be behind the boulder in front!"

The black-robed disciple of Badao Pavilion picked up the black mandarin duck sword on the ground and said to the third senior brother Zhaofenger.

"Walk!"

The two of them stood up and fell, like dragonflies sifting through water. After more than a dozen breaths, they arrived in the middle of Murong Chen and Zhao Yu confrontation.

When the two disciples of the Badao Pavilion saw that the only one who was wearing white clothes was the sixth level of the Divine Awareness Realm.

The fox behind him was just a primary second-level monster, not to be afraid.

The kid holding a knife in one hand has low martial arts cultivation and must not have reached the True Martial Arts realm.

However, the white knife he held in his hand was exactly the same as the one in the hands of the disciples of the Badao Pavilion, except that the color and size were a little different.

The tail of the Santong Heavenly Fox was very painful and was injured by Zhao Yu's mandarin duck sword. The Santong Heavenly Fox could not rub the sand in his eyes.

The master Murong Chen must have been able to kill Zhao Yu, which made the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox even more confident. He rushed over with the Qilin Flame Sword and cursed: "Zhao Yu, bring your dog's head!"

When the black-robed disciple of Badao Pavilion saw his eyes wider than the cow! This! This...Isn't this the Qilin Flame Sword of Badao Pavilion? It's the treasure of the Pavilion! How could it be in the hands of a fox?

"Little fox, give me the knife in your hand!"

The disciple of the Black-robed Badao Pavilion walked over while releasing the martial arts aura in his body. This disciple of the Badao Pavilion had a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Divine Awareness Realm.

"No!"

The three-pupil Tianhu shook his head and said.

The third senior brother of Badao Pavilion pointed at Zhao Yu and said, "Is this knife yours?

My senior brother died under your knife. How to calculate this account!"

Zhao Yu's other black mandarin duck sword was in the hands of this early stage of the Zhenwu Realm in front of him.

The Yuanyang Sword is Zhao Yu's natal magic weapon, how could he bear to throw it away?

"It's him!"

Zhao Yu pointed to Murong Chen and said, "It was this kid who knocked my double sword away and finally flew there. I don't know that your junior brother died at the hands of this kid in white!"

If it is the Qilin Flame Sword, the disciples of Badao Pavilion will naturally believe it.

They knew that the Qilin Flame Sword was powerful.

The Kirin Flame Sword knocked away the knife in this kid's hand, that was not an easy task.

Zhao Yu saw the warrior with a seven-foot sword on his waist in front of him, and his cultivation was very high. This long sword was not a common thing at first glance, so why not kill people with a knife?

"It's him! It's this boy in white!"

Zhao Yu yelled.

"for you!"

The third senior brother of Badao Pavilion waved his hand and the black mandarin duck sword returned to Zhao Yu's hand.

Zhao Yu was very excited when he lost and gained it again.

Murong Chen slowly put away the Ancestral Dragon Sword and said to the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox: "Let's go, little matchmaker, we should go and do the serious business!"

The three-pronged Tianhu was stunned, "What's the matter?

Owner!"

"Go and find the Wulei Fruit Tree!"

Murong Chen said, turned around and left.

"No!"

The three-pupil Tianhu held on, "I want the mandarin duck sword in Zhao Yu's hand!"

Murong Chen felt that the disciple in front of him looked at the Qilin Flame Sword in the hands of the Santong Heavenly Fox, and his eyes were glowing. He must have known that this sword was extraordinary.

The person who knows that this knife is unusual is probably a disciple of Badao Pavilion.
To be continued...