Chapter 712 Congratulations on submitting communication tools

  The black iron sword is scribbled and unremarkable at first glance. It looks like a sword embryo that can be wholesaled at a blacksmith's shop on the street for ten taels of silver.

  But Jin Tong and He Yuluo don't think so. The sword box is a magic weapon, and it absorbs magic thoughts like a long whale absorbs water. The iron sword hidden in it must have something extraordinary.

  Following Jintong's sound transmission, He Yuluo raised the token again.

  The Kuroshio surge is even more turbulent. Under the phantom of the golem roaring up to the sky, the magic thought turns into a ghost shadow covering the sky, and the thousand-foot claws cover it.

  The palm fell on the mountains, and the demonic energy rushed and scattered.

  The next second, the black vortex twitched, and the endless magic thoughts disappeared without any effort.

  The phantom image of the golem was hollowed out, and it fell back weakly and disappeared into the void. A row of black clothes even fell to the ground, unable to get up again as if it had been hit hard.

  In front of Lu Bei, Chang Qingyu regained his clarity, his cherry lips parted into an O shape, and his eyes were shining brightly at the old man with a white beard.

   Sure enough, she guessed right.

  Xiaoqianshan stationed many famous and famous factions. Although the glory has passed, but the heritage of the past is indelible. Picking and picking, she really found a master of the world.

  It’s just that people have some problems, they are crazy and stupid, and they have even lost their realm.

   Wait a minute, it's a good thing to be crazy!

  Chang Qingyu took a deep breath, thought about his heart, and pointed to He Yuluo and Jin Tongdao: "It's them, I can hear clearly, it's them who say that the Wuliang Sword Sect is dead."

  Lu Bei lowered his head, looking down on the ninety-year-old swordsman girl sitting in front of him: "Who are you?"

  Chang Qingyu's face was full, and tears were about to weep: "Master, your old man has lost his mind again, and he can't even remember his apprentice."

   Lu Bei: (_)

   Forgive me for being blind, but you are such Senior Sister Shao.

   "Master, they are the ones who wiped out the Wuliang Sword Sect, and... and..."

Chang Qingyu raised her sleeves to cover her face and stood beside Lu Bei, touched the sword box curiously, pointed to the four half-dead companions in the pit: "There are four other juniors, look, they beat me so hard that I couldn't recognize them. gone."

  You are such a clever little ghost!

  In less than half a year, Senior Sister Shao, who has a greasy face and a blue temperament, has changed into this shape, as if she changed her account. Lu Bei seriously suspected that she traveled the rivers and lakes and studied in the bandits' den for three months, otherwise the difference would not be so disparate.

the other side.

  He Yuluo looked at Lu Bei with fear, put away the token in his hand, and asked his superiors with his eyes.

  The enemy is weird, do you stand still, or act according to the original plan?

  Jin Tong frowned, repeatedly confirmed that 'Tian Mingzi' was only at the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm, and ordered: "Keep this person alive, and dedicate the magic weapon to the camp, and hand it over to the Santian Seal for disposal."

   As soon as the voice fell, He Yuluo strode out, and arrived behind Lu Bei as if teleporting.

  Under the blessing of martial arts will, this palm is really like a thunderbolt, cutting through the void and twisting a large black pattern.

  Chang Qingyu stabs back with the sword, the waterfall rains, the sword light falls like clouds, and the dignified edge is hidden in the beauty.

  Boom!

Ding!

  The sword's edge pierced He Yuluo's heart, and a blood red streak was pushed aside. At the same time, the knife in his hand hit the back of Lu Bei's neck firmly, causing him to stagger.

  He Yuluo ignores the sharp blade in front of his chest, and his physical and supernatural powers are all in his body. He himself is a magic weapon.

  His eyes were horrified, his hands and palms were so painful that he lost consciousness, and then looked at the white-bearded old man who turned around slowly, without saying a word, he turned his head...

   Didn't make it.

  Lu Bei clasped He Yuluo's shoulder with his backhand, tightened his five fingers, and shattered his shoulder bones with a crack, and then the iron sword lifted up the afterimage, venting the black sky from bottom to top.

  The black light strikes the distance and disappears to the end of the sky.

  He Yuluo's eyes were blank, Aba Aba opened his mouth, a line of blood split between his brows, his body was split into two, and he slowly fell backwards.

  Suddenly, the black thunder rose again, and a black light fell from the sky.

   Lu Bei held the sword in his hand, and punched out.

  The front of the fist touched the black light, and under Chang Qingyu's unbelievable gaze, it smashed into pieces.

   "However, you dare to say that I am not a member of the Wuliang Sword Sect. I am really looking for a dead end." Lu Bei murmured, the iron sword swung down, the beam of sword energy descended from the sky, and He Yuluo disappeared completely.

   "Google!"

  Chang Qingyu gulped her saliva. When she saw the sword box Tianke Mo Nian, she knew that she had picked up a treasure.

  But she never expected that He Yuluo, who was comparable to her, didn't even catch a single move.

   Wonderful!

  Bringing it back to the stronghold can be a great boost to bring down King Yan.

  Squeeze the chaos in the world, take it back to Heng Xuechang's house, feed him with delicious food and drink for the rest of his life.

  Not to mention Chang Qingyu's small calculation here, Jin Tong's face changed suddenly, his hands raised in front of his chest, ten fingers connected to the void, the strong finger force oppressed the dark void, and all fell on 'Tian Mingzi'.

   Tap the power of the Cangyin finger!

  This seal was created by King Yan. It intends to act on behalf of the heavens and guide the common people. It has three styles of fist, palm and finger.

  Jin Tong is not talented, but he has learned three points of charm, and is confident that he can suppress 'Tian Mingzi' to be immobile with the cultivation of an earth immortal in the first level of the catastrophe.

boom! boom! boom!

  Lu Bei swayed a few times, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he raised his hand to pat his chest.

How can it be!

  Jin Tong shrank his eyes suddenly, ignoring the shock in his heart, put his hands together on his chest, and pulled out the magic weapon ring ruler.

  The bamboo ruler is twelve inches long and one inch wide. It was written in the letter "No rules, no square circle", in Jin Tong's hands, it rose against the wind, and fell down with the force of the sky.

  The black light swept across, and the world mourned in silence.

   "Tao Yun?!"

   There was a tremor, the ruler that measured the sky was defeated by the Wushuang sword, and broke in response to the sound.

  Looking from a distance, I saw the void shattering, sword energy crisscrossing, and the majestic shady scene stretching into the distance.

  Jin Tong exerted all his strength, bit the tip of his tongue and cast a spell at the critical moment, and moved his body to avoid the sweeping sword light.

  After he landed, he felt lingering fear. Under the induction of his spiritual sense, the row of black clothes behind him had been wiped away by the sword light.

  Where did the evil way come from, and who is it pretending to be?

  The ancestor of the Wuliang Sword Sect is a fairy!

  When people are unable to stretch themselves, they generally cannot stretch themselves.

  Jin Tong's face turned sharply, and he took out a scroll of Dragon Scale Book. The scrolls were stacked one after another, and the mountains, rivers, beasts, and rare treasures of heaven and earth were written on the scroll.

  Closing the Dragon Scale Book, Jin Tong's face was pale, and Dou Da was sweating uncontrollably.

  He raised his sleeve to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and said inwardly that he was lucky, if the monster hadn't taken it lightly, how could he have easily sealed it.

  Looking at the bewildered Chang Qingyu again, his expression turned cold quickly: "For the last time, King Yan wants to invite Hengxue Liushen to meet, Miss Chang, please follow me."

   After the voice fell, Jin Tong vomited blood.

  A black sword pierced through the chest, and the magic weapon that sealed the demon way was torn into pieces.

   Shua!

  Black awns flashed four times, chopping melons and vegetables would generally tear Jintong apart.

  Lu Bei stepped out of the void, looked at the world in doubt, not understanding what happened just now.

   When the black light fell, Jin Tong came back to life on the spot, staring in horror at the defiant 'Tian Mingzi'.

  With a sword in hand, you are unstoppable. There really is a Void Refining Realm in the world that can kill the Earth Immortal!

  He repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed the early stage of the Void Refining Realm. He retracted the ruler and hit the sky with a blow.

   "Master, don't leave the thief, he just said that the Wuliang Sword Sect is gone!"

   "..."

  Sister Shao, you used to be very cold, and you would only vomit blood when you were angry with me.

   Lu Bei complained in his heart, slashed down with his sword, and jumped into the void.

   One chases, the other runs, and dies if caught up.

  Chang Qingyu fell to the ground, under the ups and downs, her hair was soaked in cold sweat, she stood up again with the sword box, and before she had time to observe the magic of the magic weapon, she began to treat the four seriously injured.

  It’s not a big problem, if you get back a little life, you can throw away the crutches after three to five years of care.

   "Senior sister, you... died too?"

   "What stupid things did you say, we are not dead."

  Chang Qingyu gritted his teeth secretly, took out a porcelain bottle, and fed the pills one by one.

   "Senior Sister, King Yan's minions have reached Nantong... this place is not suitable for a long time..."

  The seriously injured wanted to say something more, such as letting Chang Qingyu take them to run away quickly, their souls were stunned, and they fell into a long sleep halfway through the conversation.

   Hiss!

   Lu Bei stepped out, with the iron sword placed in the sword case and carried behind his back.

   "Master, you are back so soon, where is the thief?" Chang Qingyu hurried forward and asked.

   "A thief?"

   "It's the little boy who said bad things about our Wuliang Sword Sect!" Chang Qingyu's tone became more serious when talking about the boy, as if he had eaten a fly, and he hated him as much as he wanted.

   Lu Bei did not speak, and threw down a ruler.

  Chang Qingyu picked it up silently, the earth fairy, if he said no, it would be gone.

   "He is very strong, he won't die until he receives two swords from me."

"ah…"

  Chang Qingyu's mind went blank, and he said awkwardly: "Master, this disciple is just like you, my memory is not very good, and I forgot what state you are in now."

It is impossible to refine the emptiness, Jin Tong forced each other to die, and threatened 'Tian Mingzi' to give Dao Yun a blow, Chang Qingyu believes that people's words are good even when they are about to die, Jin Tong will not lie, crazy cheap Master comprehended Dao Yun, Zhao Qin is also a first-class master of swordsmanship several times.

  The question is, the threshold of Daoyun is to cross the catastrophe, or it can only be comprehended by monks of the fourth level of crossing the catastrophe.

  Even if he is extremely talented, Chang Qingyu only knows Jiang He. The latter has acquired Dao Yun during the fusion period.

   In other words, the last time for Master Madness is also the integration period, and it is by no means as simple as the Void Refining Realm.

   "As a teacher..."

   Lu Bei was silent for a long while, then frowned and said, "I remember it was refining Xu, it was last year."

   Sure enough, crazy!

  Chang Qingyu expressed deep silence, and then happily said: "Master, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, this disciple will take you there..."

"Wait a moment!"

  Lu Bei interrupted, looking indifferent: "As a teacher, I don't remember ever having you as a disciple."

   "That's why Master, your old man has lost his mind and forgot the appearance of his apprentice. If you don't believe me, think again."

   "Ah this..."

   Lu Bei thought in situ, and then said after a while: "There is a disciple, I don't remember exactly, I just remember that he has a mole and hair on his butt."

  Chang Qingyu's eyelids twitched. After all, she was a lady from a rich family. She knew that Master Qi was blind, so she didn't have the nerve to take off her pants.

"you…"

   "Master, stop thinking about it, remember, your apprentice's name is Chang Qingyu!"

   "..."

   Lu Bei Mulen nodded, isn't the surname Shao?

   "Master, besides the two scoundrels just now, there is also a **** named Jiang Suxin who speaks ill of our mountain gate. You can't let him go." Chang Qingyu said anxiously.

"where?"

   "Zhaoqin capital."

   "It's too far away, don't go."

  Lu Bei walked towards the Kunlun Mountains, muttering: "Tianzi Mountain, Jinghong Cliff, I'm going there as a teacher."

  Chang Qingyu didn't hear clearly, and tugged on Lu Bei's sleeve, mustered all his strength, and was dragged forward by him: "Master, it's not far, we'll be there soon."

   "Tired."

"I…"

  Chang Qingyu gritted her teeth and wiped off the blood and sweat on her cheeks: "It doesn't matter, I will carry you on my back!"

  The camera turns, the sky is covered with clouds, and four white cranes dance together.

  Look carefully, there are four unlucky guys tied in a string with ropes, swinging around in the air.

  Above, Chang Qingyu grabbed the rope with one hand, supported Master Cheap with the other, and flew towards the stronghold of Nanji Kingdom with the people on his back.

  For the sake of La Jianghe, their Chang family, no, she Chang Qingyu even made cattle and horses.

   With such great kindness and great virtue, after Jiang He proclaims himself emperor, it’s okay to use the power of the whole country to help her teach the little boy a lesson, right?

   "Disciple, I'm hungry, I want to eat roast goose."

   "Master, we will be here soon, please bear with me." Chang Qingyu persuaded.

   "Then I won't go as a teacher."

"I…"

  Chang Qingyu was angry from the heart, and said loudly: "Master, wait a moment, this disciple will go down and roast one."

  The camera turns again.

  Chang Qingyu was ashamed, bit her lip, and dragged four unlucky ones into the air.

  Lu Beixi handed over the communication tools, and he felt refreshed when he rode. While nibbling on the roast chicken, he spread the oil stains evenly on the black hair, pinched his legs and said, "Teacher, this roast goose doesn't taste right!"

"ah…"

  (end of this chapter)