A brick into the fairyland

Zhuge Buliang glanced at He Xiaoyun and sighed in his heart. (_) There are countless such goods in the world, with a face that hurts, and it doesn't take more than 5 minutes to pull him out and shoot him.

He Xiaoyun smiled coldly, and said: "Third-rate sects like you, you should go back earlier, this is not a place for you to come."

"Go away, it hurts to see you!" Zhuge Buliang couldn't bear it any longer, so he yelled coldly.

"What are you talking about!" He Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "A third-rate little man, is this the way you are talking to me? Kneel down!!"

A huge pressure erupted from He Xiaoyun's body and spread to Zhuge Buliang. [

"Are you amazing? When did the Zixiao faction become the number one person like you?" Zhuge Buliang glanced at him, not bothering to say anything more to him.

He Xiaoyun's eyes contracted, and a murderous intent loomed, and he shouted: "How can a third-rate person like you know my name? Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. I can forgive you for knowing."

Zhuge Buliang shook his head with a smile, and said in his heart that if there is medicine, I will not give it to you, this guy is really sick

"Kneel down and admit your mistake, get out of here quickly!" He Xiaoyun took a step towards Zhuge Buliang imposingly.

Zhuge Buliang narrowed his eyes and said, "Go away, or you will bear the consequences!"

As soon as this remark came out, He Xiaoyun was taken aback immediately, and the cultivators around him were also a little stunned.Although He Xiaoyun is not a famous figure in Kyushu, he is a rare talent in Zixiao School.Moreover, he is also Jian Piaohong's younger brother, who has a certain reputation in Kyushu.

So far, no one has dared to speak to him so contemptuously.

"I don't know how to live or die, slap your mouth!" He Xiaoyun snarled, bent his fingers into claws, stretched out his hand to grab Zhuge Buliang, and grabbed Zhuge Buliang's Tianling Gai.

The claws are like heavenly knives, and even the air is torn apart.

Zhuge Buliang was as motionless as a rock, and directly slapped him with a slap.

The speed was so fast that it was difficult for everyone to regain their senses. Before He Xiaoyun's claws could get close enough to Zhuge Buliang, he was slapped and flew away by Zhuge Buliang. He rolled tens of meters away before stopping.Hit a huge rock.

The gravel flew and submerged He Xiaoyun.

Everyone was shocked, He Xiaoyun's cultivation was not very weak, at least at the sixth or seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage.Moreover, he is a rare genius of the Zixiao faction, so he must have his own merits.But right now, he was slapped and flew away by someone else.

The members of the major sects couldn't help muttering, when did such a third-rate sect such as the Yaohai sect appear again.

Even characters like Bai Yu, Bai Xue and Xiong Ba couldn't help but cast curious glances at this side.

"Whoa!"

He Xiaoyun flew up from the pile of rocks, his eyes were blazing, and he rolled with momentum, shouting: "Little brat, you are looking for death!!"

The surging momentum rolled, He Xiaoyun swooped down, and a fairy sword appeared in his hand, showing its sharpness, and slashed at Zhuge Buliang's head.

Zhuge Buliang raised his palm again, without any fluctuation, he slapped the fairy sword in He Xiaoyun's hand. [

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the immortal sword in He Xiaoyun's hand instantly shattered into iron filings, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

"boom!"

Zhuge Buliang swung his palm, knocking He Xiaoyun down from mid-air, and fell heavily on the ground.

With a movement of his body, he appeared directly beside He Xiaoyun, and stepped on his chest.It's like falling from a mountain.He Xiaoyun couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Compared with Jian Piaohong, you are still far behind." Zhuge Buliang floated out his voice calmly, and stepped on He Xiaoyun's body, full of domineering.

Cultivators who stepped on the Nascent Soul stage made Zhuge Buliang look majestic.

Everyone was whispering, who is this person, who trampled He Xiaoyun, a cultivator on the seventh floor of the Nascent Soul stage, under his feet with just one move.And judging from the meaning of his words, it seems that even a man of power like Jian Piaohong is not in his eyes.When did the Yaohai faction produce such a master?

"You brat, how dare you touch me, grandpa!!" He Xiaoyun had never been humiliated before, and immediately opened his mouth to curse.

"Speak out of disrespect, slap your mouth!" Zhuge Buliang shouted heavily, slapping his palms left and right, and pointed at He Xiaoyun's face.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The clear and crisp sound was particularly pleasant, but it made the faces of the cultivators of the surrounding schools change color, and He Xiaoyun could not help but mourn in silence.Just now he was brazenly trying to slap someone else's mouth, but now he is being slapped by the other party instead.This must be said to be a kind of irony.

"boom!"

Zhuge Buliang directly kicked He Xiaoyun away.

"boom!"

He Xiaoyun collided with several rocks and fell into the rubble in embarrassment, spurting out a mouthful of blood again.

"This guy's physical body is also terrifying, and he can easily deter the masters of the Nascent Soul stage."

"Human cultivators are no different than those of the monster clan. There is a physical gap. But the body of this person is comparable to that of the monster clan."

"Another guy with double body and body, how could the Yaohai faction produce such a character. First it was Zhuge Buliang ten years ago, and now it's this guy again."

The scene in front of them shocked everyone. [

In the distance, Xiong Ba stood in the void, looked Zhuge Buliang up and down, stuck out his tongue and licked his scarlet lips.

"Why is this person's aura so familiar?" Bai Yu lowered his head in thought.

Su Xiaobai's eyes fluctuated slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he whispered: "The scourge is back!"

He Xiaoyun rushed into the air, his left and right cheeks were swollen, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.At this moment, he was full of ferocity, staring at Zhuge Buliang with hatred.

"Clang!"

There were two crisp sword cries, and He Xiaoyun held a fairy sword in each of his left and right hands, surrounded by fairy light.A dragon shadow lingers on a sword.There is a faint tiger jumping on the other sword.

"One of the seven great weapons of the Zixiao faction, the Dragon and Tiger Sword!"

"Ow!"

"Roar!"

Dragons sing and tigers roar, and the wind blows.

He Xiaoyun swung the dragon and tiger sword and swooped down from midair, showing his peerless sharpness, and the divine light cut across the void.

Zhuge Buliang stretched out his sleeves, and pushed the little monkey and Li Kewei away from his side.He raised his feet and went up against the sky.

One step out, the void trembled.

"puff!"

The peerless edge shattered, and all of He Xiaoyun's attacks disappeared at this moment.

"Kill!" He Xiaoyun's face was full of ferocity, and the dragon and tiger sword slashed out two sword lights, almost tearing the space apart.

"boom!"

Zhuge Buliang took the second step again, the two sword glows shattered in an instant, even the dragon and tiger sword hummed slightly.

Zhuge Buliang walked against the sky, stepping up step by step.Every step he takes can crush He Xiaoyun's attack.After ten steps, the dragon and tiger sword in He Xiaoyun's hand almost flew away, and he was so shocked that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This power shocked everyone.Just a gesture of hands and feet can defeat a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, this kind of fleshy body.Even Xiong Ba in the distance showed a dignified expression.

"Ow!"

With a dragon chant, the dragon sword in He Xiaoyun's hand cut out a phantom of a green dragon, like a mountain range across the sky, and cut towards Zhuge Buliang.

A small world circulated in Zhuge Buliang's palm, and a palm protruded out of the void.His palm and the mountain-like dragon shadow must be insignificant.But the small world in the palm of his hand is blocking out the sky and the sun.

For a time, the dark sky covered a large void.

Zhuge Buliang slapped out with a slap, and the phantom of Qinglong shattered.He Xiaoyun was sent flying, scarlet blood scattered.

There was a hint of fear in He Xiaoyun's eyes, until now he realized that he had kicked on the iron board, this ordinary-looking Yaohai sect cultivator was definitely not someone he could compete with.

"What? Are you scared? Didn't you want me to kneel before?" Zhuge Buliang stood in the air with his long hair flying, quietly looking at He Xiaoyun opposite him.

"cut!"

He Xiaoyun fought with all his strength, crossing dragon and tiger swords, and aimed at Elder Zhuge Buliang.The two fairy swords turned into the size of mountains and cut across the sky.

He still has a reputation for knowing himself. After witnessing Zhuge Buliang's powerful body, he didn't dare to move forward, but just hid in the distance to attack.

"Clang!"

The two huge swords crossed and slashed. This kind of attack is absolutely difficult for ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators to resist.

Zhuge Buliang stood up, turned the universe in his palm, and slapped the two huge swords.

"clang!"

The two giant swords vibrated and nearly flew backwards.Zhuge Buliang moved quickly, making several palms in succession.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the cracks on the dragon and tiger sword spread like spider webs, spreading all over the entire body of the sword in an instant.

"Break me!"

Zhuge Buliang slapped the dragon and tiger sword again.The two huge swords were like shattered glass, withered piece by piece, scattered from the air.

"What! You..." He Xiaoyun's face changed drastically, the dragon and tiger sword was his most proud magic weapon, and he didn't want to be completely shattered in the opponent's hands today.

"Crash!"

The iron chain rang, and a black chain flew out of He Xiaoyun's body, winding towards Zhuge Buliang.

This is also one of his favorite magic weapons, and it is a grade-selecting magic weapon.

Zhuge Buliang slapped the black chain in front of him, exerted force with his arms, the chain was torn into pieces, and he threw it out casually.

"Fuck, it's too domineering. He tore off the magic weapon of Xuanpin like a toy."

There was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone looked at Zhuge Buliang in amazement, stunned and stunned.

"You are too much!" He Xiaoyun gritted his teeth.

"Hey, you know it's too much, today I'll let you taste the humiliation and kneel down for me!!" Zhuge Buliang yelled, and slapped him across the air.

The imposing momentum fluctuation hit He Xiaoyun's body, He Xiaoyun let out a muffled snort, bent his legs, and knelt firmly on the ground.The ground under his knees cracked, and there was a toothache "click" sound from the joints of his legs.

"Broken." A cultivator shrank his neck and swallowed with difficulty.

He Xiaoyun knelt on the ground, the pain in his legs made it difficult for him to support himself, and he collapsed on the ground.

Zhuge Buliang stepped forward, came up to him, stepped on him, and said with a cold snort: "Now you know how it feels to be humiliated."