After saying this, Chao Fengchen did not rush to the mountain gate, but instead turned to a wooden building. Feng Lu, who had already grown up and was about to escape, looked at Chao Fengchen, and the big stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground, but he was also a little worried.

He asked Fengchen, "That little guy before, did you say you want to teach him swordsmanship?"

The big black donkey was struck by lightning, thinking to myself, why did you hear the words I fooled that boy? Teach people how to sword skills, do you think I look like it?

Faced with Chao Fengchen, Feng Lu had a natural fear. I don’t know if it was because Chao Fengchen had once been the identity of Chao Qingqiu’s sword energy, or because he was originally a demon cultivator.

Anyway, Feng Lu was unable to deal with Chao Fengchen, so he tried his best to deal with Chao Fengchen.

At this moment, Feng Lu asked Feng Chen, and said in disappointment, "I'm teasing him, who knows he's a naughty boy, just go there without caring about it."

Before he finished speaking, he added in his heart that all those who practice swordsmanship were crazy.

Chao Fengchen had no time to think about what the black donkey was thinking, but he just stood here without moving.

Feng Lu asked carefully: "Chao Daxia, don't you care about the guy who came to destroy the house?"

The hero of Chao was Feng Lu thought about it for a long time before he gave Chao Fengchen a title, but this was the first time he called it out.

Chao Fengchen didn't care, but just said with a smile: "A cultivator in the blue-hair realm, for only a few swords, let Li Fuyao fight with him first. Finally, one that could make Li Fuyao fight for his life is wasted, it is not suitable."

Feng Lu swallowed his saliva, and only then did he realize that Li Fuyao had returned to the mountain.

Chao Fengchen thought for a while, thinking that he wanted to turn around and go to the Cangjian Tower to see the young man who copied the sword scriptures before, but after walking a few steps, he thought that the Xiaoyi Tower was knocked to the door by outsiders. Almost all the disciples arrived at the mountain gate, and where would there be any disciples in the Cangjian Tower?

Chao Fengchen suddenly felt a little bored. Why don’t you go and see how the hot pot is prepared first?

Thinking of the thing I ate last time, Chao Fengchen smiled on his face, and he was obviously very satisfied.

Just when he was in a daze, there was a woman trotting in the distance. The woman was holding a swordsman's scabbard and running in the heavy snow. It was obvious that she was going to that quiet room. Who else could it be if it weren't Yufu?

Yufu, who went up the mountain behind Li Fuyao, knew the noise from the mountain gate, so she chose a small path to enter Xiaoyi Tower, and trotted all the way to invite Chao Fengchen. She was a little clear about the situation on the mountain.

If the young master had not taken action to kill the old man before, but went up the mountain in a grand manner, she might not have been so worried, but she had just killed a monk and had to meet another one, Yu Fu would not think that Li Fuyao had a chance of winning no matter how he thought about it.

So the easiest and most direct way is naturally to take action at Fengchen.

Yu Fu trotted all the way. When he passed by Mulou, he looked up and found Chao Fengchen standing in the snow and looking at her. Yu Fu was startled and then relaxed, ran towards Chao Fengchen, and came to Chao Fengchen. Before he could speak, he heard Chao Fengchen ask, "I remember you are from the south? You also made the hot pot that night?"

Yu Fu nodded, but was very confused.

Chao Fengchen smiled and said, "I asked Liu Ning to prepare the ingredients. Now I remember that he is not from the southern world. I am afraid it is not as delicious as you make. Go to the bamboo building and do a favor."

Since Chao Fengchen spoke, naturally no one would object. Yufu thought that it was important for me to look for you, but you asked me to prepare hot pot?

Chao Fengchen knew what she was thinking, and said calmly: "Li Fuyao will not die, I will go and save him later."

Yufu keenly captured the keywords, wait a moment?

Yu Fu originally thought that Chao Fengchen would at least explain it after saying this, but unexpectedly, after saying this, Chao Fengchen lost interest in speaking. He continued to turn around and stood there, a little dazed, as if he was thinking about something important.

Even though Yu Fu was confused, he didn't ask any more questions when facing Chao Fengchen, and could only run towards the bamboo building, thinking that the young master's nineteenth house was still in the bamboo building, so he had to help him take care of it.

Feng Luzheng hesitated whether to leave with Yu Fu, but he quickly looked at Feng Chen.

Feng Lu smiled awkwardly, "What's wrong with the hero?"

He smiled at Fengchen, "The time is up."

Feng Lu is not a stupid donkey. Many people think so. He naturally knew that Chao Fengchen was going to the mountain gate to rescue the poor Li Fuyao, but he was a stupid donkey. He didn't know that Chao Fengchen's words were to carry him.

Maybe I got it, I just pretended to be stupid.

But no matter what, Feng Lu did not escape the fate of Chao Fengchen re-took him as a mount.

He carried Fengchen to the mountain gate.

The speed was not slow, entirely because Feng Lu thought that if it was later, the fool Li Fuyao might have been beaten and killed.

While jogging, he thought that Li Fuyao would really owe him a favor in the future.

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On the other side of the mountain gate, Li Fuyao could not dispel the man in gray's covetousness of Jian Shijiu. He really started to take action. Li Fuyao, who was still in great excitement in the spirit palace, gritted his teeth and handed it out with a sword, the wind and snow were everywhere, and the sound was terrifying.

Many Xiaoyilou disciples who were watching the battle at the mountain gate were fascinated by it.

The man in gray knew that the swordsman was powerful and always pulled a lot of distance and responded with his powerful aura. Li Fuyao thought that he should be a certain wild cultivator. If this were not the case, he would not have even been able to possess magic weapons when he arrived at the Taiqing Realm.

A monk in Taiqing realm should not be so terrified.

The sword energy rolled up thousands of snow, and Li Fuyao had already established prestige in front of countless Xiaoyilou disciples. I believe that when someone meets him, Li Fuyao, he will always salute sincerely.

However, all the premises of this must be based on the fact that Li Fuyao can survive today, otherwise it would be a tribute and he would have to pay condolences on his grave in the future.

The wind and snow were blowing, and Li Fuyao disappeared from the spot. In just a moment, he pulled the distance between him and the man in gray. Li Fuyao, who was holding a sword in one hand, expressed his expression slightly. The best situation for a swordsman to face the enemy is that he is within one meter in front of him, which is the most terrifying area where the swordsman's killing power is.

But the monks of the three religions all knew that this was a dead place, and there were no one who was destined to let the swordsman get close. Every time Li Fuyao faced the enemy, the most thought was how to increase the distance between him and his opponent.

After forcing a barrier formed by a man in gray-clothed with his energy, Li Fuyao's face turned pale and he vomited a mouthful of blood, but his body kept taking a deep breath and continuing to sweep forward, he would definitely be in front of the other party.

The monks of the three sects generally do not thrust their bodies. The only chance to improve their bodies is to enter the Taiqing Realm and wash away all the filth in their bodies. However, swordsmen are different. Just when they step into the sword energy realm, they transform the qi in the Ling Mansion into sword energy. The daily sword energy flows through the meridians is a polishing process. It is even more troublesome to come from the Qingshi Realm to Taiqing Realm. You have to use sword energy to wash every inch of flesh and blood on your body bit by bit, so it is difficult and slow, but the corresponding one is also amazingly killing.

Therefore, only the demon cultivator who is born with a strong body can compete with the swordsman in terms of physical strength.

To be strong, you have to put in a lot of effort.

But when Li Fuyao was about to arrive in front of the man in gray, he saw the mockery at the corner of the man's mouth, and then a powerful aura came immediately.

A painting that was several feet long appeared above the man in gray.
Chapter completed!