ps: Read the exclusive story behind "Bi Sheng Shuxian", listen to your more suggestions for the novel, follow Qidian Chinese website official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread), and tell me quietly! Soon, a young disciple rushed in from the door and bowed and said anxiously: "All the elder, the whistle stumbled into the southwest and found a large number of black water black bees, with no less than 600. They headed south all the way, as if they were chasing the two people who had just left the Tianshu Pavilion."

Min Qingshan suddenly stood up when he heard this, and the clever little beast also quickly drilled into Min Qingshan's big sleeves, revealing only his little head, and his two big eyes flashed and stared at the person coming.

Xuanfeng, hunting, Tianshu Pavilion.

The words were linked together, making Min Qingshan frown tightly, but in an instant, Min Qingshan waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "All disciples with the perfect body tempering stay in the camp, and others will set off with me!"

The dragon turtle was stabbed by a black bee in front of the foot, and a black bee appeared near Fanjing Mountain at the back. It is hard for normal people to believe that this is a coincidence.

And Min Qingshan has other concerns.

The monsters went deep into the human territory to hunt down immortal cultivators? How many years have this happened? Once Lin Shuangchen and Yang Xiu had a good time, people could not help but think of this camp that was closest to the incident, let alone Yu Lingzhai, which is famous for controlling beasts.

The Qiyun Dragon Turtle, which had been floating above the camp, closed her eyes and rested, seemed to notice Min Qingshan's anxious mood, and her huge body slowly swam towards the southwest. A large cloud of thick fog appeared out of thin air, moving slowly and quickly.

...

"boom!"

"Bang!"

With several deafening loud noises, the dense bee swarm was blown out with several conspicuous holes. The remaining limbs of all sizes burst into the surroundings with flames, like brilliant fireworks. However, the buzzing bee swarms passing through the fireworks were not qualified viewers, and they stared at their red compound eyes and continued to pursue them wildly.

This monster that looks like an insect has a good wisdom and quickly changed its strategy, spreading around behind the flying sword, trying to avoid the seemingly inconspicuous pieces of paper floating over the flying sword.

However, if you can hide from the Taoist talisman, you can't escape the charming and beautiful blue in the air.

Lin Shuangchen's weapon is a sessile alien scimitar. It looks like a beautiful moon with a beautiful arc. This is the first time Yang Xiu has seen it. The blue scimitar flies up and down around the flying sword. Whenever a black bee tries to approach, they will be greeted with the end of being broken into pieces.

Lin Shuangchen was not under great pressure, mainly because Yang Xiu's spiritual explosion talisman was amazing and easily repelled the bee swarm several times. Therefore, Lin Shuangchen was able to concentrate on controlling the flying sword to fly rapidly. Otherwise, he would have to slow down or even stop on the plain and use magic to defend the enemy. In that way, the two of them would have been surrounded long ago.

At this time, Yang Xiu held the sword in his right hand, held three spiritual explosion talismans in his left hand, and stared at the insects behind him with a serious expression. Because just now, an unlucky black bee directly hit the Taoist talisman that Yang Xiu had just thrown out. The explosion location was too close, and Lin Shuangchen's flying sword was not affected much, but the thick juice in the monster's body sprayed Yang Xiu's face.

"Ahhhh!"

After experiencing life and death several times, Yang Xiu naturally would not be as scared as an ordinary disciple, so he was unruly. He had killed no less than a hundred black bees in this moment, but the number of enemies was too large, and the two had already fled south for a quarter of an hour. But the buzzing sound in his ears became louder and louder.

Yang Xiu looked around and felt that these big bees had the intention to encircle in the air. He shouted at the top of his throat: "Master, you can't stand it anymore!"

Lin Shuangchen's pretty face turned a little white, and he did not answer Yang Xiu's complaint. He controlled the flying sword under his feet to avoid the charge of the bee swarm, and he also had to distract himself from controlling the scimitar. At the same time, he needed powerful cultivation and long-term practice to control multiple magic weapons. Lin Shuangchen had no shortage of cultivation. But at the age of less than 20, he didn't have enough time to practice this high-end combat skill.

Yang Xiuyang cut a black bee into two pieces with his sword, and keenly noticed that the flying sword began to descend. This was a wise choice. It was in all directions in the air, and even under his feet were swarms of bees. It was at least relatively easy to defend when it fell on the ground.

The flying book Lin Shuangchen gave to Liu Wenzhong has been reported, but Yang Xiu did not have much confidence in whether the rescue could arrive in time. Now he could only hope that the group of people in Yulingzhai could discover the abnormalities here and then come to the rescue site with great compassion, otherwise his master and disciple would be poked into a hornet's nest by a hornet.

"Sharp!"

The sharp white deer sword accurately slapped a black bee, and the green juice splashed, and the black bee's corpse fell rapidly from a high altitude. Yang Xiu's attention quickly shifted to other enemies. So Yang Xiu did not notice that a large group of black bees chased the corpse of his companion and rushed down, as if there was some fatal attraction on the already rotten body.

Lin Shuangchen's white clothes fluttered, and the spirit skill in his hand changed rapidly. The scimitar was much more efficient than Yang Xiu's killing of the black bees in the air. For a few moments, the buzzing sound of the scimitar seemed to have overwhelmed the noise generated by the bee swarm.

But the bee swarm in front of me still looked endless, and it seemed that no matter how hard I killed it, I could not kill it.

The flying speed of the black bee swarm is actually not fast, but whenever Lin Shuangchen gets out of the pursuit and wants to change direction, the bee swarm behind him follows like a shark smelling blood, gathering around from all directions, forcing the flying sword to fly south.

He could not figure out the enemy's accurate pursuit and could not defeat him from the front. Lin Shuangchen took Yang Xiu all the way, and was getting farther and farther away from Fanjing Mountain.

Under the crazy encirclement and blocking of bees, the two had already flew hundreds of miles southward. The last ray of sunset disappeared into the west. The dazzling white light of the flying sword was very conspicuous in the dim sky, but it was soon covered by the dense figure of the black bee, falling rapidly from the air, and rushed directly into the dense jungle.

The white light was instantly swallowed by the dark jungle, and there was no trace of it, as if it was about to disappear forever.

"rise!"

With a soft shout, the white light covered by the darkness lit up again, and countless bright white light columns emerged from the dense tree canopy. The bee swarm "buzzed" and dispersed like some stimulation, bringing up not only the flying leaves, but also the broken corpses of the black bees.

Under a giant tree, Lin Shuangchen raised his right arm high, and a small jade bowl floated in his palm, as if a substantial white light shot out from the jade bowl, making Lin Shuangchen's already pale face look even weaker.

The bee swarm was surrounded by, and he wanted to kill these two immortal cultivators with the momentum of Mount Tai. But whenever he was within one meter of two people, the sharp-moving black bee would shaking like suddenly losing strength and be easily killed by the blue scimitar.

Yang Xiu's sword technique of splitting the mountain is even more like a dance. The fatal attack of these black bees is the poisonous sting at the tail, and there is no other specialty. The white deer sword cuts the head of these black bees as easy as cutting tofu.

After a while, on the ground around the two of them, the corpses of the black bee had already surrounded the whole circle.

As if he knew it was invincible, the group of black bees quickly gave up on their own initiative and retreated one after another. The lingering buzzing sound in the air finally gradually weakened. But with the white light of the jade bowl magic weapon, Yang Xiu clearly saw that the surrounding tree trunks and the ground were all slowly wriggling black bees, which made people feel creepy.

“No danger is yet.”

The jade bowl was quietly suspended in the air, and Lin Shuangchen said softly, and immediately seized the time to meditate and rest.

Yang Xiu turned around and saw sweat overflowing from Lin Shuangchen's fair cheeks, which had wet the hair on his temples. Lin Shuangchen consumed too much along the way. If they hadn't landed in time and used magic weapons to stabilize the situation, the two of them would have died long ago.

Instead of resting, Yang Xiu picked out a few Taoist talismans from his arms and nailed them to the surrounding ground with the arrow talisman to prevent the bee from suddenly attacking. Doing all this, Yang Xiu stood in front of Lin Shuangchen with a sword and began to think about the whole thing.

The incident happened too suddenly and there was no trace of it. The place where the two of them were attacked was the sphere of influence of Fanjing Mountain. How did so many black water bees escape the alert and investigation of the immortal cultivators in Fanjing Mountain fly into the hinterland?

If Yang Xiu was killed, he didn't believe that these bees were wandering around the world and were caught by him. Who was the person behind this time targeting him, is he the master or himself, and what is his plan?

Yang Xiu stared at the squirming black shadows at the intersection of light and darkness, and the doubts in his heart became heavier and heavier.

Lin Shuangchen gasped softly from behind him. Yang Xiu turned his head and happened to meet the other party's black and white eyes. For some reason, the mood covered by the cloud suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Master, are you a magic weapon reliable? They won't suddenly rush in, right?" Yang Xiu asked with a wink.

Lin Shuangchen nodded, and his tender white fingers quickly pinched several magic tricks, saying, "This is a magic weapon given by your master, which has a strong effect on monsters. But I don't have enough cultivation and cannot drive it in flight, otherwise we can rush out."

After hearing this, Yang Xiu pulled the sword flower in his hand, pretended to be cool and inserted it back into the scabbard, and said, "That's good, that's good... Master, think carefully, is there any enemy in the Tianshu Pavilion? Call him out and everyone can discuss it. What's the point of using the monster to hide your head and show your tail?"

Lin Shuangchen shook his head and stood up, his eyes full of confusion. The blue scimitar slowly flew around Lin Shuangchen, and he jumped lightly with the master's movement of standing up.

"The Heavenly Book Pavilion has always been in conflict with the world. Except for the occasional disagreement with the Xianmo Sect, there is no other grudges,"

Lin Shuangchen wiped off the sweat beads that were about to drip from his chin. There was no trace of blood on Ruyu's cheeks, which made people feel pale. "I have no enemies myself... I can't guess their origin."

Yang Xiu did not listen to Lin Shuangchen's words, but was a little frightened by the other party's weak appearance. He frowned slightly and thought: With the master's strength to be close to the perfect body tempering, this intensity of battle would not be so exhausted? Then Yang Xiu seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and saw the bright moon hanging in the air in front of the left, slapped his forehead with a "splash".
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