The fat man was staring blankly with two pieces of the Slaying Immortal Swords. A cold voice came from the door of the palace. The fat man turned his head and saw that it was a beautiful woman in ancient costume. The fat man was shocked by the situation of the Slaying Immortal Sword, so he didn't hear anything the beauty said. He hurriedly asked the other party: "Hello, are you also a disciple of Shushan? I remember that there are no other disciples in Shushan"?

The beauty's face changed. The other party ignored her words just now and asked if she was a disciple of Shushan. Thinking of this, the woman's eyes turned and she said softly with a smile: "Yes, I am a disciple of Shushan. I have been practicing in the Ten Thousand Swords Hall of Reincarnation. This time the sword formation was broken by you, and I can finally go out. Brother, let's go." Speaking of this, the woman turned into a delicate face and walked over with a smile to reach out to pull the fat man.

The fat man was about to say something, but the old man in the system reminded him in his consciousness: "Be careful, fat man, she is the Chilong, and she is not in her way."

Ah, Chilong is actually a beauty. No wonder, the cultivation level of a fairy has long been transformed, so why can't she be a beauty? The fat man suddenly realized in his heart and secretly took care of himself. He gently dodged the woman's arm pulled over and said softly: "Girl, this man and woman are not allowed to kiss each other, so let's go down the mountain." He walked out of the palace gate, stood on the top of the mountain peak of the sword tomb, turned his head and looked at the Chilong behind him calmly.

The fat man's heart moved, and the sword flashed and fell from the air into his hand. With a sword in his hand, the fat man felt much more at ease, and at the same time he felt ashamed. As a sword cultivator, how could he hesitate and how could he be afraid of timid? Sword cultivator? What is the sword cultivator? Looking at the thousands of flying swords under the mountain, the fat man was full of passion and roaring towards the sky. The Qingping sword in his hand made a sword sound like a dragon roar.

Sword cultivator, only sword, only mind, only me.

The Supreme One of the Wanliu, the sword dances for thousands of years, the sword of heaven is a hundred tribulations, the sword of ten directions is destroyed, and one sword is completed in heaven.

The sword is to break through the void of the other shore and to attain all the heavens and all realms.

Ye, a sword.

Break!

Bang!

destroy!

Crush!

Cut and Explode!

With one sword, you will destroy all the bondage and destroy them!

Sing with a sword, draw the sword and raise your eyebrows!

If you say it is hard, it is very easy to break!

Then you just reached the limit, and you can lose it if you have no strength.

Don’t hit the wall and don’t look back!

Then break the wall!

I will never die unless I am in the Yellow River!

Then evaporate the Yellow River to dry!

If you have a disagreement, you will be killed by drawing your sword.

Ye, a sword.

No surrender, no cowardice, no concession!

Some are just a determination to go all the way and the determination to burn both jade and stone at all costs!

This is, sword cultivator!

The fat man remembered the Taoist's heroic spirit and invincible aura that he saw in the Zhuxian Sword. The sword light flashed, and Zhuxian Juexian appeared behind him, slowly turning in the air. The murderous aura of the sky was constantly condensed. There was no emotion in the fat man's eyes, and he stared at the woman walking out of the palace calmly.

After the woman rushed out, her face turned into a delicate face, and she smiled with a springy smile: "Why are you hiding? You are still walking so fast, and you don't know how to wait for others."

The fat man thought to himself, you are a thousand-year-old monster, and you are a delicate family. If you don’t know your background, you will definitely be able to understand your way. You said calmly in your heart: "Girl, men and women will not be able to get along with each other, of course I have to hide. Which generation of disciples in Shushan are the girls? Who is the master, and the disciple of the peak of Shushan?"

The fat man forced the Chilong into the dead end with a few words. His face changed and he shouted, "Whether men and women are not hiding, I just want to get close to you today. What about men and women are not hiding, I originally planned to enjoy your blood food today. Now, let's have a good time." The woman transformed by the Chilong waved her long sleeves, and two cold lights flashed out, entangled at the fat man.

The fat man shook the big sword in his hand, and two of them blocked the two attacks. The fat man who was connected to the retreating was secretly shocked. The Chilong had such great strength. He stopped hesitating. The sword energy in his body was circulating. Zhu Xianjue came out from behind. The Liangyi sword formation quietly rose up, an ice dragon and a phoenix rushed towards the Chilong. One ice and one fire, one cold, one hot, one up, one, one, one covered the Chilong.

The face of the woman transformed by Chilong changed. She looked at the fat man opposite for the first time. She had been trapped here for thousands of years. From a python, she gradually evolved into the bloodline of the Chilong in the dragon clan. The high-level cultivation level of the Earth Immortal, but the fat man opposite looked only in the Nascent Soul stage, but why did she feel that these two sword lights could hurt her? Thinking of this, Chilong's body shook, and her two jade hands turned into a pair of white dragon claws, and she met the ice dragon and the vermilion bird that were rushing towards them.

Chilong itself has water attributes and has cultivated cold magical powers. She didn't feel anything when she took over the attack containing the power of innate Ren Water. When she took over the flame phoenix, she suffered a great loss for a moment. It turned out that the flame emitted by the phoenix actually carried a trace of red lotus karma fire. After it burned, the Chilong couldn't bear it, and the pair of dragon claws became charred and a ball of black smoke emerged. Fortunately, the Chilong shrank his hand quickly, otherwise he would have to suffer a great loss.

The woman was furious, and her body shook, revealing her true form. She turned into a white four-clawed hornless dragon in the air. After an angry dragon roar, the dragon rushed down and rushed towards the fat man.

The fat man's trump card was released, and he shouted loudly: Fa Tianxiang Earth. His body soared, his body turned into three feet high and three feet high. The big sword in his hand stretched forward, and the Zhuxian Juexian who was surrounding him turned into a dragon and a wind and flew away again. The dragon and wind were in harmony, and the cold and heat were intersecting, and they fought with Chilong.

The dragon's mouth was opened, and a dragon ball was spit out, resisting the phoenix turned into by the fat man Jue Xian Sword. It circled again, and its sharp claws blocked the dragon-shaped attack of the Zhuxian Sword. Then it swung its tail and threw the Zhuxian Sword Jue Jian Immortal flying far away. It rushed violently and wrapped itself at the fat man with its teeth and claws.

The fat man slashed over with a calm sword. Chilong tilted the dragon head, avoiding the fat man's attack, and wrapped his body around the fat man's three feet high.

After Chilong wrapped around it, he tightly tied the fat man in the middle. Then a fog rose. After the smoke, Chilong turned into a beautiful woman in clothes, smiled and hugged the fat man, stroked the fat man's chest with one hand, gently blew a pink breath on the fat man's face, and said, "I didn't expect that, your body is quite strong. Come on, let my sister take good care of you." As he said that, he opened his mouth and leaned on the fat man's face.

The fat man was about to struggle, but he heard a slightly disgusted voice: "Senior Brother Zhang, what are you doing? Who is this sister? What about that Chilong?" But Bai Xuansu, who was holding Yaoqin, rushed over.

The fat man was about to argue, but he saw that the charming woman transformed by the Chilong was already hugging the fat man tightly with both hands and praying for pleasure at the fat man with springy faces. The fat man was excited and his divine power was great. He pushed the woman transformed by the Chilong, moved her huge body, and ran to Bai Xuansu.

"She is that Chilong. Junior sister, be careful. This Chilong can break through to the realm of the fairy at any time. We should be careful." The fat man looked at the other party's storm figure and his innocent face. He suppressed the desire and impulse in his heart and said calmly to Bai Xuansu.

When Bai Xuansu heard that this was transformed by the dragon, he quickly jumped to a stone beside him. When he put the Yaoqin on, he flicked his fingers and played a general's order.

Bai Xuansu sings while playing:

Wind on the block

The sound of the flute is cool

The sunset in the desert

The waning moon is in the sky

Listening to camel bells day and night

Entering home with dreams

Three-foot green edge in hand

Six letters by the pillow

Determined to kill the enemy general's head

After seeing it, tears withered

Report to the court!

Who listens?

As the sound of the piano started, seven cold lights flashed out, turned into a rainbow, flew into the air, and turned into seven flying swords in turn, hanging on the top of Bai Xuansu's head in the shape of a fan. When the last sentence of the piano sound came to the court, when anyone heard it, the seven flying swords turned into seven flowing lights, and each cut towards the other party from different directions.

The fat man's beast was now full of brains. Looking at the exposed figure of the Chilong, he was already a little ready to move. Seeing that Bai Xuansu had already set out his sword first, the fat man quickly bit his tongue and immediately woke up. Behind him, Zhu Xian Juexian turned into a dragon and a wind and attacked strangely. The dragon and wind were in harmony, and the cold and heat intersected, and the power of the Liangyi sword formation was full. The two sword lights formed by the dragon wind were twisted towards the Chilong one after another.

After Bai Xuansu played the piano, the magical power of confusion attached to the Jiuxiao Peihuanqiu was automatically used. Even if this Chilong was of high-level cultivation, he was trapped in this sword tomb. He had never touched anything and had no combat experience at all. As soon as the piano sounded, he hit Bai Xuansu's way.

When the seven sword lights were slashed in front of him, the woman with a dragon head was a little awake. Unfortunately, it was already a little late. The seven sword lights flashed and cut down continuously, cutting six or seven wounds of varying depths on Chilong's body.

Chilong roared and showed the dragon's body, and his four claws soared into the air. When he opened his mouth, a fog of ice condensed spread out. Then Chilong swung the dragon's tail and shot hundreds of sharp ice condensed blades as sharp as sharp arrows, shooting at the fat men and the other ones.

The fat man's Qingping sword in his hand stood up and slashed forward straight forward, blocking most of the ice arrows flying over. The Zhuxian Sword Yuanjue Immortal Sword activates with all his strength. The Liangyi Sword Formation was used, and the Hanlong Fire Phoenix had already been twisted up, and along the lines of Miao'ao, it suddenly twisted the Chilong into it. Blood rain spurted out from the dragon's body. At this time, Bai Xuansu recovered again. With the sound of the piano, the Qi Cultivation Sword turned into flowing light again and slashed towards the Chilong's body.

Chilong was in pain and opened his mouth and sprayed out the cold-attribute dragon ball that he had practiced for hundreds of years before he had cultivated. The dragon ball turned into an ice wall, blocking the seven-cultural sword that flew over again, and isolated the fat man and Bai Xuansu.

"Fatty, Demon Refining Pot", under the reminder of the old man in the system, all the fat man's magic weapons were released. An ancient porcelain pot rose from the fat man's body and turned about a meter in the air. The pot faced downwards, and the dragon balls of Chilong were collected in one go.

Without the blocking of the ice wall, the Qi Cultivation Sword started again, and another round of sword lights flew. Chilong's injury had not recovered. With another new injury, he acted slowly and was cast by the fat man's Liangyi Sword Formation. One dragon and one wind, two illusory sword lights were cut into two pieces.

Bai Xuansu did not say much, and stepped forward and grabbed the next to Chilong's corpse. He used the magic trick to extract the soul to shoot it out. He drew out the dragon soul of the Chilong. In front of the Chilong's corpse, he penetrated into the dragon-shaped flying sword among his seven-cultivation swords.

Chilong's soul struggled constantly, and was still forcibly shot into the flying sword. When he was about to enter, the soul of Chilong's soul roared, and large balls of pink mist suddenly emitted from Chilong's body, surrounding Bai Xuansu. Unpredictable, Bai Xuansu inhaled a large amount of pink gas between his mouth and nose.

"No, the dragon is originally yin. Seeing that the soul is hopeless, this Chilong actually spreads all the dragon in his body. This dragon contains a lot of evil and charming aura. This white girl is going to suffer a loss. It would be better for me to leave earlier." As the old man in the system talked to himself, the old man flashed out and flew out of the sword tomb.

The fat man snatched up and put the two pieces of dragon corpses into the space inside the pot. He turned to look at Bai Xuansu, who had turned red and asked with concern: "Junior Sister Bai, these pink mists don't look like something good, are you okay?"

Bai Xuansu's face was beautiful, and a pretty face was full of lust. He opened his mouth and vomited gently. A pink gas ejaculated from his body and shot into the fat man. The fat man couldn't dodge and inhale a lot of it. Just as the fat man was thinking about what these things were, Bai Xuansu reacted.

"Hot, it's so hot, senior brother, I'm so hot?" Bai Xuansu gently stroked her face and tore up her clothes with her hands. After a while, the magical silver gauze fairy dress on her body was torn off by her and threw it aside from a distance.

After taking off her dress, Bai Xuansu had a red bellyband left on her upper body. A pair of huge and straight jade peaks cracked out. Her thin and soft waists swayed like a wind swaying willows, attracting the fat man's eyes. A beige underwear on her lower body was taken off by her in a few seconds, revealing her two white and plump long legs.

Bai Xuansu was almost naked now, rubbed her body and leaned against the fat man, hugged the fat man with both hands, and refused to let go again. The beautiful big eyes were now full of lust. The fat man was a little confused at this time. He also absorbed a lot of Long Yuan, which contained lustful and charming poison. He immediately hugged Bai Xuansu tightly with his backhand and fell into a confused state.

At the highest peak of the sword tomb, the fat man and Bai Xuansu were entangled together. The clothes on the fat man were thrown away by him. With Bai Xuansu's scream, the sound flooded like a tide. A wave of moans, sometimes high and sometimes low, floated towards the bottom of the sword tomb with the breeze. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!