"How? Of course it will embarrass you!"

Taoist Huo Yun was completely unaware of who he had provoked, and he was still saying nonsense, "Today, your Qianling Sect must be disgraced."

"Stop talking nonsense and draw a line."

Song Ziyu said that he moved out of the small maza, then sat on the flying boat and asked, "How many times do you want to be beaten?"

"What's the meaning?"

Taoist Huoyun was stunned.

Song Ziyu said, "Jun Mo Xing, Yin Lao Er, you give him a full set of tricks to let this fellow Taoist know that the Qian Ling Sect's pot is made of iron."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man and a woman slowly walked out of the flying boat.

This woman is incredibly beautiful, and her red dress is even brighter than Taoist Huoyun's red robe.

Her red dress tightly wrapped her plump figure, and the skirt swayed gently with her steps, as if dancing a passionate and unrestrained dance.

Her skin is as white as snow, which forms a sharp contrast with the fiery red dress, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.

Her hair was black and shiny, spread over her shoulders, and the strands of hair shone seductively in the sun. Her eyes were like two bright gems, shining with mysterious light.

These are not the most dazzling ones!

The most dazzling thing is that this alluring woman is actually carrying a huge machete!

How big is this machete? It's a foot long and wide. I don't know why I thought it was a door panel!

That’s right!

This is the weapon that Jun Moxing only recently acquired!

These magic knives were smelted by the smelting plant supervised by Song Ziyu using ancient fine iron collected from ancient cemeteries. The design style and details were all designed by Song Ziyu himself.

As a humanoid computer comparable to a central processing unit, Song Ziyu immediately designed this machete comparable to a door panel after seeing Jun Moxing's fighting style.

As the saying goes, the three greatest joys in life are old cows eating young grass, small horses driving big carts, and women dancing with big swords.

This weapon, tailor-made for Jun Moxing, completely fits Jun Moxing's fighting style. With the bonus of this weapon, Jun Moxing's combat effectiveness has skyrocketed.

Jun Mo Xing, who was originally only in the middle Nascent Soul stage, relied on this Qimen weapon to be able to compete with the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Not only that!

Song Ziyu also personally drew the rune array on the Ban'er sword. Once Jun Moxing drives the sword and the spiritual power flows, the terror of this sword will truly be revealed!

…

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul?"

Taoist Huo Yun looked at Jun Mo Xing with a serious expression.

This Qianling Sect is unknown, so how come there are monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul?

Really hell!

However!

What Taoist Huo Yun didn't expect was that the devil was still to come!

When the man wearing a smiling mask stood in front of him, Taoist Huo Yun was stunned.

This man was dressed in black and stood in front of her with a carefree look. Without knowing it, he thought he was a street singer!

But this man gave Taoist Huo Yun an extremely terrifying sense of oppression... This sense of oppression was not comparable to that of the woman in red beside him.

"You, you, you..." Taoist Huo Yun wanted to say something, but couldn't.

"Since senior has spoken, arrangements must be made." Yin Jiuji spoke slowly.

That’s right!

The one-armed man wearing a mask is naturally Yin Jiuji.

The aura of Yin Jiuji at this time is completely different from when he was the leader of the Corpse Demon Sect.

His aura was extremely restrained, and his temperament also changed accordingly. In addition, his cultivation was hidden, so that others could not see the reason.

With such an introverted aura, even if Gui Xuanwang, he would only think that he was a casual cultivator.

Only now!

The moment Yin Jiuji's eyes stared at Taoist Huoyun... Yin Jiuji's terrifying aura burst out!

Taoist Huoyun is like falling into an ice cellar.

Nascent Soul...the late Nascent Soul stage!

Taoist Huoyun was frightened.

Taoist Huoyun's first reaction was that he had been jumped by an immortal.

But Taoist Huoyun immediately denied his thoughts.

Are you kidding me?

How can I be so virtuous and capable as to be arranged like this?

To know……

The late Nascent Soul is not a popular product.

There are very few monks in the late Nascent Soul stage in the Southern Wasteland, and every one of them is a strong man with a name.

And this man in a bamboo hat actually has a thug from the late Nascent Soul stage next to him!

What an identity this is.

Taoist Huo Yun instantly understood that he had hit a fucking iron plate.

"Fellow Taoist, please tell me if you have something to say..." Taoist Huo Yun instantly lost his temper and began to lower his posture and beg for mercy.

Taoist Huo Yun is very arrogant, but he is not stupid.

He knew that as long as he dared to take action, he would be doomed today.

If he had begged for mercy, he might still be alive.

"Oh? Now you know you have something to say properly?"

Song Ziyu asked calmly.

"Well... I am blind and have offended you all. Please give me a chance to change my ways."

The Tao of Fire and Cloud is the Tao of Humanity.

"A chance to turn over a new leaf? It's not impossible to give it..."

Song Ziyu muttered, "After all, I am not a very evil person."

Taoist Huoyun was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Thank you, senior, for giving me the opportunity..."

Taoist Huo Yun is about to kneel down and kowtow.

But Song Ziyu changed the subject and said, "Don't panic, I haven't finished what I said.

"

Taoist Huoyun felt a thump in his heart.

Suffer!

There are pitfalls!

Song Ziyu said slowly, "Do you want to live?"

Taoist Huoyun nodded.

Song Ziyu asked again, "Do you want to live a dignified life?"

Taoist Huoyun's head is like a garlic masher.

Song Ziyu said hehely, "Then, it's time to show your sincerity."

Taoist Huo Yun didn't know why, "Senior, what does it mean to be sincere?"

Song Ziyu looked at Tan Xiaoyu. Tan Xiaoyu understood immediately and said to Taoist Huoyun, "You know, Master just spent a high-grade spiritual stone just to race with you..."

Taoist Huoyun understood immediately.

This is asking for money.

Immediately!

Taoist Huo Yun took out his storage bag and said, "Senior, this is a little thought from this junior, please accept it with a smile."

Before Song Ziyu waved, Tan Xiaoyu had already picked up Taoist Huo Yun's storage bag and handed it to Song Ziyu.

"Um……"

Song Ziyu was noncommittal and looked at Taoist Huoyun's personal magic weapon, a red sword.
To be continued...