Pei Miaode used his muscles to squeeze the sword out of his body, and a few drops of dark golden blood overflowed from the wound.

"What a handsome kung fu!"

The visitor couldn't help but exclaim, and his eyes looked at Pei Miaode a little more intense.

He knew how sharp his sword was. He broke his hair and cut iron like mud. He was just a leer. Even ordinary sacrificial tools could be cut with one sword.

But such a sharp sword light was hit by Pei Miaode with his body.

If it is spread, I don’t know how many demons’ chins will be shocked.

After all, the person in front of him is known as the number one in the younger generation of sword cultivators in Yu Guang Kingdom. After twenty years of practicing swords, many older generation sword cultivators may not be his opponents.

"Didn't you come to avenge her?"

Pei Miaode looked at the reaction of the visitor and was quite surprised.

"Just because of her?" Unexpectedly, I could only hear a contemptuous sneer from the audience.

"If she hadn't been the bloodline of the ancestor, I wouldn't even bother to look at her. A woman like her who is too ambitious and self-righteous is not worthy of my eyes at all."

"Even if you don't take action today, sooner or later, this idiot will die in my hands."

Yu Pingqiu said, while continuing to sigh and sigh.

"But no matter how much I hate her, you shouldn't kill anyone in front of me. She is my direct lineage of Qingqiu lineage. If I just let you go like this, it would be better to explain to the ancestor when I go back."

"But for the sake of your eyes that you opened my eyes, I'll leave you a whole body."

The man sentenced Pei Miaode to death in a high tone.

Pei Miaode was not angry with the other party's words.

After a little while, the wound that had just been cut by Yu Pingqiu no longer leaked blood. As the muscles slowly wriggled, even the last sword mark healed completely.

After a moment, Pei Miaode returned to his most prosperous period.

Perhaps it was out of the pride of those who practice Taoism, Yu Pingqiu did not attack him during this period.

"Remember, the person who killed you was Yu Pingqiu of Yu Guang."

Seeing Pei Miaode ready, a strong sense of fighting suddenly rose in Yu Pingqiu's eyes. Without saying a word, he threw the magic sword into the sky and then pinched a sword technique.

"disease!"

Yes, Yu Pingqiu's sword that never leaves his body turned into eighteen flying swords, covering the sky and falling towards Pei Miaode, and was about to strangle the monk.

"Certainly."

A calm and steady voice sounded from under the sword.

Pei Miaode lifted out the purple gold bowl from his sleeve and used the same trick again, using the mysterious light from Dingshan and the sea for three seconds to stabilize the flying sword, and then dodged and easily escaped the strangled range.

The dust disappeared, and when Yu Pingqiu regained his sight, he found that Pei Miaode was safe and sound.

"Don't say I'm bullying you!"

Yu Pingqiu was not discouraged when he failed to succeed in one blow. He drew a circle on his sword finger. Then eighteen flying swords collaborated in the air, and followed the thoughts of the sword holder, and wandered around like a dragon and a snake.

This person actually wanted to use the flying sword to compete with Pei Miaode in martial arts.

Is this considered showing off?

For a moment, Pei Miaode only had one thought in his mind.

I have been studying martial arts for more than 130 years in the second life, and I have been using all kinds of swords, guns, sticks, and weapons.

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Pei Miaode looked at Yu Pingqiu deeply, then turned his eyes around, and raised a rake used by the villagers to plow the fields with his toes, turning his palm into a knife to break the rake teeth on his head.

In a few seconds, he tinted out a spear without a spear head, or a longer long stick.

"please."

Pei Miaode played a spear and slowly pointed the spear head at the other party.

Of course he wouldn't miss this good opportunity.

One inch long and one inch stronger, otherwise how could there be the saying that the moon knife and year stick will last for a lifetime? Pei Miaode is a master of martial arts and has learned a lot of attainments in the guns.

The next moment, the flying sword fell from the sky, and the sword moved the dragon and snake to point to Pei Miaode's key points.

Just let his magic weapon be sharp and his sword be misty, Pei Miaode just shot and shot the sword in a simple and unpretentious manner, and his internal force wrapped every inch of the stick body, and he could always break the sword force accumulated by Yu Pingqiu just in just the right way.

After several times of falling into a disadvantage, Yu Pingqiu's face also had a look of frustration.

Both of them are studying martial arts, he only felt that Pei Miaode's shooting skills were natural and there was no impetuousness in the meantime. It seemed that the one who fought with him was not a boy who was over the age of a year, but a martial arts master who had been immersed in guns for most of his life.

Is there really such a talent in this world like Zhong Xiu?

The Taoist first sighed, but then he felt jealousy in his heart. One day he was jealous of an ordinary person.

"I finally understand why the clan's masters will watch you for everything. Even if you give you a broken cultivation method, you have to worry about whether you will complete it into your true natal sutra!"

"No wonder so many Bodhisattvas travel to the east just to save your life, no wonder the ancestors in the clan are as afraid of your practice as snakes and scorpions."

Yu Pingqiu didn't mind revealing the secrets of the clan to Pei Miaode at all.

Pei Miaode pursed his lips without saying anything, and he knew that the other party was truly murderous.

Are you worried that a dead person will leak the secret?

"I didn't believe it in the past, and I thought they were too conservative. Now I know that there are people outside of people. My qualifications are nothing in front of a real genius, but—"

Yu Pingqiu's words came to an abrupt end. Pei Miaode felt a sank in his hand. The next moment, the flying sword scattered into hundreds. Each of them was pointed directly at the big acupoints around him with a sharp edge that seemed to pierce the skin.

"How can a dead genius be considered a genius!"

Yu Pingqiu suddenly activated a killing move.

Even so, he was worried about pinching a magic trick, and at the same time transforming into the inner Dharma body. The fox demon ten feet high vomited, which was a bone-eroding black fog covering the sky and the sun.

Taking two steps, Pei Miaode is about to survive.

Suddenly, a red light broke through the sword formation like a dragon, breaking the sword formation composed of hundreds of flying swords. The red light that had not yet been extinguished hit the Dharma body of Yu Pingqiu, and a numb and stiff feeling spread from the wound.

A figure slowly walked out of the black mist that was pierced.

Pei Miaode pinched the Tao with his hands and qi sinks into the Tao of Dantian.

"The Nine Heavens Xuan Zhan has turned into divine thunder and its magnificent power. I obey my orders, and I am urgently following the orders of Xuanjun."

This person in front of him is no better than the interior demons he has seen in the past. He is all the best among demons in his Taoist martial arts. Pei Miaode naturally dared not be entrusted with such demons.

This is the first time he has exposed his true cultivation to the outside world.

After understanding the reason why he frequently encountered demons, he naturally did not intend to let Yu Pingqiu go back alive to report to other demons.

The divine thunder in the sky is thriving.

The demons who are evil by nature are even more destined to be the nemesis.
Chapter completed!