Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 340: Ask about white tea (four)
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"Damn swordsman!"
The scarlet-eyed man carried the stone axe and strode towards Li Fuyao. The only one who could have the courage and weight to fight with a swordsman within ten feet of a foot was the demon repair.
Some monsters who are born with thick skin and thick flesh are even more confident.
Since that brawny man dared to fight in close quarters, Li Fuyao, who was already advantageous to close fights, would naturally not be afraid.
The sword qi on the Qingsi sword skyrocketed, Li Fuyao tapped his toes lightly, and he swept towards the brawny man. His movements were so fast that in Feng Lu's eyes, there was still an afterimage on the spot.
Qingsi pierced the brawny man's chest impartially.
Depending on the sharpness of the Qingsi sword and the sharpness of Li Fuyao's sword, if this sword is pierced, the brawny man will not feel comfortable.
But after the sword was handed out, it just stabbed the stone axe.
A sound of gold and stone.
In the dark night, countless brilliance gathered and gathered on the stone axe, which was much brighter than the sword light before.
The strong man slashed with an axe, with a majestic aura, and countless killing intents.
Li Fuyao raised his sword to greet him, but he did not cross his chest, but when the sword body intersected with the stone axe, his wrist sank and he removed most of his Qi machine. The three uncles at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, Jianqi Sword The three avenues of Italian swordsmanship do their own things. Master Xie Lu ruled the roost with swordsmanship. I don’t know how many swordsmanships are in his mind. Those days and Li Fuyao compared to swords. Although he often beats Li Fuyao in embarrassment, in fact, It also allowed Li Fuyao to make considerable progress in a short period of time.
With the sword aura in the spirit palace as a support, the exquisite swordsmanship of one hand is actually quite useful in the same realm.
The green silk sword pierced at a weird angle and pierced the brawny man's chest again. Although it was still stopped by the stone axe this time, it was obvious that the aura in the brawny man's body had stagnated.
For a short time, Li Fuyao could already determine that this brawny man should also be in Taiqing.
Since they are both Taiqing, Li Fuyao has no reason to be afraid of shrinking.
Swipe in one go.
Qingsi pierced the brawny man's chest this time, only a sword pierced the chest, and did not advance half a step, but left a white mark on the brawny man's body.
Li Fuyao retracted his sword and withdrew two steps, shocked.
On the contrary, Feng Lu sighed not far away, and said, "As expected, I'm a bastard."
Nobody knows how many types of monsters there are in the world. When it comes to which group is the most powerful, it is also unclear, whether this ancient fierce beast is good, or a monster that has been passed down from ancient times, No one dares to say that he is the first, but if it is really tyrannical, the turtle clan is the first.
If the sword of a swordsman is the sharpest spear in the world. Then the tortoise shell of the tortoise family is the hardest shield in the world.
Contradictory disputes, who wins and loses, is unknown.
The battle between monks, to the end, is to throw everything away, relying on strength to speak.
Conspiracy and trickery are all clouds in front of the strongest strength.
Li Fuyao squeezed the Qingsi tightly. Without thinking about it, he cut out with a sword, and a sword gang was born in front of him.
With countless sword auras, he pressed hard.
The strong man carried the stone axe and slashed around, cutting off a lot of sword energy.
But the sword aura that fell on him still failed to make him feel a little afraid.
Kwon Dang tickles himself.
Li Fu shook his brows and frowned deeply. He released his sword nineteen and hid himself in the darkness. Before, he thought of killing him with a sword at a critical moment. Now his first evolutionary palace has been built. Meimu, he controls Sword Nineteen, and can't spend much effort.
It's just that even if you can control Sword Nineteen now, it seems to be useless.
Qingsi can only leave a white mark after a sword is pierced. The sword nineteen is not as powerful as Qingsi. Even if there is a chance, what about it?
There is no difference between having a chance and no chance.
Taking a deep breath, Li Fuyao flew out again, the green silk still billowing in his hands.
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In the small town, Guanxi was surrounded by the light of Buddha, which made the horrible ghosts dare not get close. This monk who came from the land of Buddha was the most restrained of lonely ghosts.
Standing by the river, he looked at the rotten wood floating around, thoughtfully.
In the depths of the town, the red lanterns are shaking, seeming to be saying something.
Guanxi walked slowly along the street by the river, and the ghost that dared to attack him along the way was a Buddhist lion seal, which was beaten to death.
This method is used by Guanxi to save the dead.
There is a restaurant in the small town facing the street. At this moment, the ghost town has a scent of meat in the restaurant. Guanxi who just walked here was startled, and then frowned deeply.
He can't feel anyone inside at all.
But the meat smell is real.
This means that the person or ghost inside is much higher than him.
Guanxi stood at the door with a strange expression.
Suddenly squeaked.
The door was pushed open, and there was a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar holding his sleeve and holding a plate of cooked pork. He glanced at Guanxi and said with a smile: "You monks, you don’t eat meat."
Then he put the twice-cooked pork on the table near the door, and scooped another bowl of rice.
Guanxi put his hands together and asked in a low voice: "Who is Mr.?"
The middle-aged man waved his hand, "I am not white tea, what can I ask."
Even Buddhism people like Guanxi who have just set foot in the demon land know who white tea is.
The monk who claims to know everything about the demon land is very mysterious.
The middle-aged man seemed to be extremely hungry. After a glance at Guanxi, he started to eat. There was only one plate of cooked pork. He was eating with relish, which made Guanxi a little unaware of it.
After eating several bites of rice, the middle-aged man seemed to have some interest and began to talk to Guanxi.
"Knowing that there is a heavy ghost here, you come in when you come in, why don't you save the dead?"
Guanxi calmly said: "As long as it can be dispelled, it is a matter of poor monks how to overtake."
The middle-aged man didn't care, but just said: "I heard that Zen has learned the past and the present, I'm afraid it's better than you to know how to supersede."
When I heard the words Chanzi, Guanxi's mood fluctuated endlessly.
The middle-aged man with extremely high realm can feel the fluctuation of Guanxi's mood in just an instant, but he just ignores it, just eats alone.
After eating a few pieces of meat, he sighed a little, "I can't cut the tortoise shell. No matter how many methods are used, it is useless. But what is the fun of practicing swords. Why do I have to go to practice swords one by one?"
This sentence seems to be a little angry from his mouth.
Everyone knows that there are not many swordsmen in the mountains and rivers, and there are very few who can practice swords. What this middle-aged man said was nonsense.
After a few more bites of rice, the middle-aged man seemed to be a little angry. He put his unfinished rice bowl on the table and looked at Guanxi, "Eating a meal does not make me happy?"
Guanxi was confused.
It's all because he didn't know that a white-haired man came from the town at this moment.