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Chapter 111 Chapter 110 One: The Divine Bird

When controlling Shi Zhaodan Sword, the swordsman in crimson robe stayed in the foot shop all the time, never moved, even when Xiao Lingsu kicked him, he just raised his head to avoid it.It wasn't until Zhao Danjian returned to his palm that he took half a step back to avoid the blade.With another wave of the sleeve, the big crimson sleeve bulged like gold and iron, and with a bang, a spirit official was swept away.

The burly Sun Lingguan grabbed him with his palm, but the swordsman in red robe didn't dodge or dodge.The burly Lingguan grabbed the left shoulder of the red-robed swordsman and clasped his five fingers together, but it was like grabbing a piece of pig iron.The crimson-robed swordsman shook his shoulders, shook, and clicked!The Lingguan's three knuckles were directly broken!

The swordsman in crimson robe swept his sleeves, and the other two spirit officials let out a muffled grunt and were sent flying.That big sleeve is like a siege wood, it will hurt your muscles and bones if you rub it.In a blink of an eye, the swordsman in crimson clothes killed several spirit officials and chased in the direction where Li Chan was escaping.

The corners of Xiao Lingsu's eyes twitched wildly. The disciples of Qingque Palace practiced the "Huang Ting Ben Jing" more often, using the "Three Parts, Eight Scenery and 24 Divine Methods" in the "Huang Ting Ben Jing".On this basis, one has to go a step further to get in touch with the "Zangjing Lu Xingjian Sutra" and practice swordsmanship.The people in Xiyi Mountain mostly use the method of "Jade Cabinet Convincing Qi" to cultivate Taoism, and a further step is to practice "Xing Ming Zhi Zhi".

What this crimson-clothed swordsman performed was the method of "Turning Qi into Gang" that can only be mastered by cultivating "Direct Pointing to Life" to a profound level.Xiao Lingsu has not been a teacher for a long time. Although he is a practitioner of the same way as the swordsman in red robes, he has not even had time to practice the "Xingjing Lu Xingjian Sutra", so he is obviously not the opponent of the swordsman in red robes.

The swordsman in crimson robe was concerned about his identity, and he did not kill the Lingguan.Xiao Lingsu only deliberately procrastinated, trying to buy a little more time for Li Chan to escape, and cut off the Jiangyi swordsman with a knife, and dealt with him a few tricks, without any danger.

But the skills are not as good as others, Xiao Lingsu wields a sword as a sword, and does not have a weapon at hand, and there is another shortcoming.After blocking the seven swords, Zhaodan sword cut the straight knife in two.The straight knife fell to the ground with a clatter, and the swordsman in crimson clothes kicked Xiao Lingsu in the chest, kicked Xiao Lingsu more than ten feet away, smashed through the wall and crashed into the teahouse.

The swordsman in crimson put his feet back and looked south. There was no sign of Li Chan on the other side of Yunfu Avenue.He snorted coldly, his cloud boots stepped on the ground, and with a bang, his body flew out like a siege arrow, three points faster than the talisman under Li Chan's seat.

In just a few steps, the crimson-clothed swordsman crossed the open space of tens of feet, jumped up, like a feather, landed on the corner of the eaves, raised his sword and looked east.When fish and dragon associations and sages offer sacrifices to Taimiao, there are not many pilgrims on Yunfu Avenue, and the white beast carrying the young man in black has already run nearly two li away.

On the Yunfu Avenue, the vendors and pilgrims passing by have never imagined that at the foot of Fuyun Mountain, outside the City God Temple, they could see such a snow-white strange beast. While avoiding it in panic, they couldn't help being a little curious, looking at the strange beast like the wind. Generally run far.Before he could recover, another crimson figure flashed across the path, the remaining wind blew up the hexagram banners and scattered the sandalwood smoke.

Li Chan sat on Xu Da's back, his black hair was blowing wildly in the wind, he looked forward, Fuyu Mountain was getting closer and closer, and it was less than four miles away.Looking back again, the crimson figure was chasing after him from a distance, getting closer, and waved his hand to this side.

Although cultivators of Taoism can move the energy of heaven and earth, no matter whether Hong Yixuan or this crimson-robed swordsman, when wielding a sword, there are few movements other than pinching the sword formula with his hands.During such a rush, even if the crimson-clothed swordsman can barely control the flying sword, it is like a novice archer who is forced to ride and shoot, which is thankless.If you meet a clever opponent, you will even be taken away from the flying sword.The crimson-clothed swordsman waved his hand, but did not release the Zhaodan sword, only a strand of his sleeve was torn with the movement, and the sleeve was taken off and shot out.The sleeves are originally soft, but they shoot out like iron arrows, which is still the method of turning Qi into a gang.

"Hide!" Li Chan yelled.Xu Da responded and jumped onto the roof beside the street.

The sleeve of the sleeve was pierced into the elm door of the incense and candle shop, and the second half of it hung down limply, still dangling.Xu Da jumped over five roofs in a row, another strand of sleeves flew towards him, Xu Da moved forward again, the sleeves brushed past Xu Da's hind legs.With a snap, the tail of the owl on the top of the green tile hanging on the mountain shattered.

Dodging hastily this time, Xu Da slammed into the window of the house in front, Li Chan lowered his body and scraped several wall bricks with his back.Xu Da broke the door and left the house, Li Chan grabbed the white hair on the back of Xu Da's neck tightly, took the opportunity to look up, and Fuyu Mountain was only two miles away.At the end of Yunfu Avenue, the three-story stone archway of Chenghuang Temple is painted with red lacquer, and there is light smoke between the three-legged copper tripods.Above the Town God's Temple, the mountains are covered with lush forests.

Li Chan clamped Xu Da's back and abdomen with both legs, his body undulated, he freed his hand, put it in his mouth, and blew hard, making a loud whistle.

The crimson-robed swordsman frowned, but didn't stop.At this moment, there is only a hundred feet away from the white beast, there is absolutely no reason to give up.

The loud and clear whistle pierced through the green forest.

In front of the gate of the Qingque Palace, two Baojun Qingques are close together, their eyes are slightly squinted, and the red claws are grabbing the door beam, and they are taking a nap.The spring breeze in the mountains was blowing gently, and the whistle was obscured by layers of branches and leaves, making it unrecognizable.A blue bird suddenly opened its eyes and looked around.Immediately afterwards, another whistle sounded.It chirped and woke up another green bird that was still sleeping next to it.The blue bird had just woken up, and stared at its round black eyes in confusion, but saw that its companion had fluttered its wings and flew up, and quickly followed up with vigor.

At the foot of the mountain, three figures in black, white beast, and crimson robe chased towards the foot of Fuyu Mountain, and rushed into the forest from the side of the Town God's Temple.

A large flock of red starlings was startled, chirping.

A large piece of dead leaves left over from last year was trampled up by the orcs.

Fu Ba jumped vertically among the giant trees, like walking on flat ground.

A sword slashed, Fu Ba leaped away from the giant tree, broke through the forest, the towering giant tree crashed down, a frost-like sword light pierced through the layers of branches and leaves, but at this moment, two crisp birdsong pierced through the forest And to.

One in front and one in the back, two streaks of blue light flew across the continuous canopy and flew from a distance.Li Chan patted Xu Da on the back lightly, the scroll on his waist clattered, and the talisman turned into a white shadow and disappeared into it.Li Chan was in mid-air, his clothes fluttered, and he called out to the blue light in the distance: "Daqing!"

The blue sparrow in front opened its beak and croaked. It was good at facing the wind and turned into a huge blue bird with a wingspan of three feet.The wings fluttered, the wind howled, and the trees rustled.Li Chan fell from the sky, and the blue bird was as fast as lightning, passing under his feet and riding him on his back.Li Chan's clothes were scraped, she hugged Qing Que's neck, pointed at the stunned red-robed swordsman in the forest, and shouted: "Er Qing! Peck him!"

Afterwards, the blue sparrow let out a long cry, folded its wings and swooped into the forest, its green beak pecked at the right eye of the red-robed swordsman.

"Daqing! Let's go!" Li Chan hugged the blue bird's neck and shouted.

The blue bird fluttered its wings and flew to Fuyu Mountain. Li Chan looked back, and the figure of the red-robed swordsman was quickly covered by layers of forest.

In the forest, the red-robed swordsman saw the blue sparrow pecking at him, and his face changed drastically.He raised his sword and stabbed, the green beak collided with the tip of the sword, and with a ding, a gust of wind blew up, and nearly half of the swordsman's body in red robe was nailed into the soil.The crimson-robed swordsman was shocked, how could the divine bird of Qingque Palace help that mortal!

Before he could think about it, the blue light came flying again, and the swordsman in red robe came out of the pit, blocking it with his horizontal sword.But the blue light was too fast, it swept past, and actually put the brave sword into its mouth, and bit it hard.With a ding, the Zhaodan sword did not break.Qingque shook her head and threw the sword far away.

The swordsman in crimson robe was terrified, and seeing the blue light flying towards him again, he flicked his sleeve to block it, turning his energy into a gang, and his sleeve was as strong as gold and iron.The blue light froze slightly, the sleeves of the robe burst into pieces, and the sound was like jade shattering!
The crimson-robed swordsman's breath stagnated, and the blue light came through his sleeves, but he couldn't stop it. In an instant, his eyes darkened, and he stepped back again and again, covering his eyes with his hands, covered with damp and hot.

Qingque shook off the blood on its beak, looked up, and saw the figure of Daqing carrying Li Chan in the gap between the forest leaves rapidly shrinking under the sky light.

It screamed, turned into blue light, and chased after it.The swordsman in the crimson robe in the forest was left behind, covering his eyes with his hands, howling on the ground.

(End of this chapter)