Chapter 71 The Weird

Xiao Qiuyin was strangled by the atomized demon, and struggled to open her eyes. The lights and the crowd were like insects and ants washed away by the flood, scattered in all directions. She couldn't breathe, and grabbed the demon tightly.hand, but flew through the fog.

Qiu Yin stood quietly among the scattered crowd, frowning and looked at the demon on the high shed, she knew that demon, it was the first time she came down to assist the country, the first loach spirit who wanted to seize Pingyang and Xianren Hua was originally Shen Jingzhu'sHer subordinates were wiped out by her.

It seems that they are old acquaintances.

The disciples stationed at Tianhai Pavilion rushed to them and cooperated with them to walk out the sword, but the devil who can openly enter the fairy market is obviously not ordinary. After all, the monk who can reach the Nascent Soul chooses one out of ten thousand monks, who can guard the Lingshan and the secret placeMost of them have their own territory, a market that the juniors often come to, enough for this monster to stand out from the crowd.

There were also disciples of his sect who drew their swords to help, but they were really not good enough in front of the old devil, and they retreated steadily.It will take time for Feishu to be delivered to Xianzong, and Xianzong will send support. Xiao Qiuyin feels that with the strength of this dog, she may not be able to wait for the rescue.

"Junior Sister!" Feng Zimai saw Xiao Qiuyin's red coat at a glance, and was stopped by Chen Wenchang just as he was about to raise his sword. Chen Wenchang stared at the devil: "She has a higher cultivation base than you and was arrested. Are you going to die!"

"That can't be..."

Seeing the lonely and arrogant little girl struggling like dying, a group of disciples covered their wounds, endured the pain and timidity, and went up with their swords.His head was ruthlessly swept to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Uh..." Xiao Qiuyin's throat was filled with blood, and he let out the cry of a young animal, and subconsciously called the person he relied on the most, "Master..."

"噗——" the sword lights from all directions suddenly rose, forming a neat circle, and instantly surrounded the high shed.

The devil sensed something was wrong, rushed down the shed, and pulled the square lamp to shake it, but it was bounced off by the sword array for a moment. It struggled continuously, but its body was as heavy as a mountain and could not move. It was so heavy that it could not lift its hands.Unknown barking.

Seemingly realizing that the situation is not good, it desperately took Xiao Qiuyin as a hostage.

The deadly force on her neck disappeared, Xiao Qiuyin slowed down, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the devil staring at her with his big jet-black eyes, his mist-like claws hooked her wrist, as if about to pull her.down.

A male voice came from outside the sword formation: "Don't be afraid, it can't move you, don't provoke it, support will be here soon..."

Xiao Qiuyin picked up the Sad Wind Sword and slashed at the devil's hand. The sharp blade passed through her overlapping arms. The devil roared and let go of his hand.

Before everyone realized what had happened, Xiao Qiuyin ignored her bleeding arm and made another stab with a blank expression, piercing through the demon's back, nailing it to the ground, and the blood splashed on her pale face.The small face is so eye-catching.

"What are you?"

"..." The people closest to the sword formation fell silent.

Qiu Yin, who was on the sidelines, understood, no wonder the Loach Essence struck so hard at the side hall of the Compassionate Ning Palace, that sword wished to stab her heart and intestines out.

The devil was completely enraged, his limbs melted into mist, and instantly spread without hesitation, the sword formation trembled twice, and the remaining disciples held their swords on guard.

The next moment, a crack appeared in the sword array, and at the moment of shattering, a black shadow appeared, and Xiao Qiuyin, who had been kidnapped and was in a wrong state, disappeared in the light of the sword.

After the whirling and dizzying, there was another bumpy road, Xiao Qiuyin clenched the Sad Wind Sword tightly, and vomited twice on the shoulder of the man who suddenly ran out.

"Don't vomit." The man warned, half-truly, "If you vomit, I'll throw you by the side of the road."

"You..." Xiao Qiuyin slapped the man's stubble, without any doubt, "You dare."

man:"……"

He weighed Xiao Qiuyin: "Judging from my piercing eyes, you girl will definitely be extraordinary in the future."

"Use, use your fart."

Before Xiao Qiu uttered the truth, the man took her to stop at a dilapidated temple, and pointed her at the edge of the grass: "Please."

Xiao Qiuyin stood up weakly and waved his hands: "No vomiting, you don't feel anything."

"Little bastard." The man sat down on the dilapidated steps, wearing a piece of rags, swaying in the wind, looking poor and gangster, his face was yellow to black, half of his face was wrapped in rags,A pair of eyes are still half-closed, like a blind person, making people want to send him some money, "Go away if it's okay."

Without the screaming and whining of the broken sword, Xiao Qiuyin's ears were much clearer: "You can kill that devil."

"So?" the man said, "The elders of Tianhai Pavilion will be there on their hind legs, so I won't be ashamed."

"You can throw me anywhere at will." Xiao Qiuyin stared at him, "But you took me all the way, what's your purpose?"

The man's half-blind eyes took a special look at the dilapidated temple, which was so dilapidated that even the door was blown away: "This place is not casual. I said I saved you, are you going to touch porcelain? After a good heart, I met aHeartless."

The Sorrowful Wind Sword protruded from her sleeve with a sharp point, revealing the killing intent far beyond her delicate face and age, Xiao Qiuyin said expressionlessly, "Oh."

"It's not you." The man was stuck, and raised his hand in surrender, "OK, OK, I'm really more interested in your... sword."

He was helpless: "You can't beat me, why do you insist on confronting me with swords?"

"Because I can't beat you, and I can't beat you by far. In the face of the absolute difference in strength, any cleverness is just pretending to be clever." Xiao Qiuyin turned his wrist and held a sword flower, "Compared to nothing after the factI was killed decisively, and now I have more backbone to pick it out, if my master comes to avenge me, she will not lose face."

"You are honest." The man didn't mean to compete with the milk baby at all, and Da Ma said, "Who is your master, Nan hates jade?"

Xiao Qiuyin's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the sword tightened: "Why do you..."

"Of course I know. When she was not a sword fairy, she came to Xuanling to study for a few years and asked me for advice." The man said, "But I can't teach much, just some experience of living older than others. Her swordI killed it by myself, one thing to say, I was often surprised by her sword, and I was suppressed several times by her as a junior."

"No wait, who are you!"

"My surname is Zhang." The man said, "I am a swordsman, determined to find good swords all over the world."

After chasing all the way, Qiu Yin, who was on the sidelines, whispered: "Zhang Jiwen."

Did she actually know the former head of Xuanling, who was united by thousands of swords?

Xiao Qiuyin held the Sad Wind Sword vigilantly: "You are playing with my natal sword."

"Don't tell me I'm like a thief. Since you are Nan Henyu's disciple, the sword is definitely not bad." Zhang Jiwen smiled, "Bring it to me, just treat it as repaying me for saving you.Not much, as many swords as you want, I can exchange a better sword with you."

He said meaningfully: "And you don't like this sword, don't you?"

"I don't like it. It's also my thing. It's up to me to kill or cut it."

Xiao Qiuyin bared her teeth, sweeping away her bad attitude of cursing and hitting Beifeng, and hugged her protectively in her arms.

No matter how noisy or annoying... This is also a gift from Master.

Zhang Jiwen raised his eyebrows, and with a blunt gesture, the Sad Wind Sword escaped from Xiao Qiuyin's embrace and flew towards him without resistance. Xiao Qiuyin stared at the Sad Wind Sword angrily, like a betrayed hatred.

Qiu Yin clicked her tongue, no wonder when she was stabbed by the Sad Wind Sword, she was more angry than shocked. I'm afraid it's not the body's instinctive memory, this sword is a dog that never ends.

Zhang Jiwen disregarded that Xiao Qiuyin was so vicious that he wanted to tear his eyes apart. Perhaps no matter how amazing Xiao Qiuyin was, with different reactions, it would be difficult for the former number one person to be wary of agreeing with the kid who had just established the foundation.

He observed the Sad Wind Sword unceremoniously, touched the cold blade with his hand, and injected spiritual power with a push, but it was like passing through transparent air, unable to retain it. He paused, tried it again in surprise, and shook his head regretfully: "Unfortunately, it turned out to be..." A dead sword.

With a hook of Xiao Qiuyin's hand, the Sad Wind Sword suddenly swung back, and the blade of the sword narrowly swung the rag covering Zhang Jiwen's face, and returned to Xiao Qiuyin's hand.

Zhang Jiwen praised: "That's right, being able to control so freely at such a young age is terrifying for future generations."

"Thank you, my teacher often said that." Xiao Qiuyin twitched the corners of her mouth, "After watching the sword, can I go?"

"You have been entangled by the fog-melting demon for a long time. You are full of its demonic energy. You are a living target when you go out. I am not belittling Youzong. With the slippery appearance of that demon, Tianhai Pavilion may not be able to handle it." Zhang JiwenSaid, "Besides, I have some fate with Bihua. It's hard to see you as a good seedling who learns swords. Don't break it on a broken sword. In this way, your master was also very helpful to me in Taoism."Qidi, for her sake, how about I let you pick a sword? You just built a foundation, so I will give you a congratulatory gift as a senior."

"God doesn't drop pies," Xiao Qiuyin took a step back with a smirk, "I dare not eat if you bake it."

"Don't talk too hard." Zhang Jiwen took out a gray cloth roll from the mustard seed, which was so old that it was yellowed and faded. He opened it with his hand, and a line of incompatible swords lined up, almost blinding Xiao Qiuyin's eyes who had never seen the world..

Zhang Jiwen happily introduced each sword's name, ability and prestige to Xiao Qiuyin. Qiuyin took a closer look and saw several familiar swords, including the Hanchuan sword auctioned in Tingfenglou.

Xiao Qiuyin was indifferent, and stared at the foolish first person with cold eyes like a little lunatic. Jian was crazy to this point, it was no longer marrying Jian as his wife, but the Sangong Sixth Court and even the rain and dew.

But what does it have to do with her?

"Han Chuan also doesn't like it, tsk, why do I think you are more picky than me."

Zhang Jiwen lifted the mask in embarrassment. When he calmed down, his somewhat hollow eyes were like a mirror, shining on the skins of everyone who looked at him. He shook the cloth again, and more swords were shaken out.

He searched for a long time, and pulled out a delicate and exquisite rapier.

Qiu Yin was startled suddenly, this is it!

"How about this sword? It looks good enough. It's still an old Excalibur. It's suitable for pretty girls like you." Zhang Jiwen handed the sword, "It's called Kong Yu."

The Sad Wind Sword that had been retracted in her sleeve was pressed against Xiao Qiuyin's skin, and there was no movement, as if she was dead, but Xiao Qiuyin felt hot for no reason.: "What's the difference? Don't they all look the same, and this sword is so gaudy, can it really kill people?"

Afraid of Zhang Jiwen's entanglement, Xiao Qiuyin brought out Nan Henyu: "I come from the sect of the Sword Immortal, and I have a high spirit. You have the guts to give me a second Wuchen Sword, otherwise I might as well make do with this broken sword."

"The reason why Buchenjian stands out is that she and your master complement each other. Without Nanhenyu, Buchenjian is just an 'ordinary' old sword." Zhang Jiwen rolled up the cloth at once, and put those priceless peerlessHao Jian was aggrieved again and went into Mustard, clapping his hands, "Don't pull it down, if you miss this village, there is no shop, so don't cry when the time comes."

"You really like to meddle in other people's business, old man." Xiao Qiuyin sneered, "If you want to cry, I will cry to my master."

The little girl turned around and left, not wanting to entangle with this self-talking weirdo any more.

Zhang Jiwen: "The demon can turn the demon's body into fog. It saw me carrying you and ran this way. Maybe it would just squat at the intersection and wait for you to chew it for you. The demon is narrow-minded."

Xiao Qiuyin continued walking as if he didn't hear it, Zhang Jiwen sighed, a sword flew out of Xiao Qiuyin's back collar, and forced him to fly back: "Just like your master, you are stubborn, if you don't watchShe, I care about your life."

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