The figures of the human beings gradually appeared among the mist, and Xu Long raised his eyes to look up.

The "evil monk" between the mist is a young figure, no one in his twenties.

Sheng's face was white, his lips were red, and his teeth were white, and he looked like a young man.

But above his head, there was a slaughter of light, and six very eye-catching ring scars were pointed on it.

He was wearing a blue rosary and holding a ten-sided rosary beads in his hand, and put a long hanging of sandal beads between his neck.

He held the nine-hole tin staff with one hand, and looked like a monk.

But the monk's face was tender and he always had a cynical and lewd attitude on his face.

Especially under his eyebrows, he looked like a peach blossom eyebrow, and he didn't look like a Taoist monk.

On the contrary, there was a sense of evil spirit, and it would be vain that the name of evil monk was not vain after seeing it.

After he staggered in the mist, he said aggrievedly to the figure in the white light:

"What's wrong with Miss Li? This time the young monk's joyful Zen is specially practiced for Miss!"

After the monk talked nonsense in the mist, his figure in the white light finally couldn't help it.

At the evil figure, a white light came over.

The white light made a very fast move, and it almost swept between the mist in a flash.

Before the whistling sound between heaven and earth could burst out, the long trajectory had already appeared.

Everyone in the dojo felt a sword energy bursting from above their heads.

Before he could defend, the sword energy turned around in an instant and landed on the monk's head between the mist.

Zheng!

A sharp sword sound broke out at this time.

The figure in the white Mang made a very fast move. After the sword energy came out, the sound seemed to be lagging behind.

Everyone was shocked after hearing the sound of the sword, and secretly remembered the figure in the white light in their hearts.

Such a swordsman's mysterious immortal is like a disciple who is unparalleled!

And everyone beside Yunfeng looked at Xu Long together.

In their hearts, Xu Long is also a monk who majors in swordsmanship.

When they saw the figure in the white light attack, they couldn't help but look at Xu Long.

Xu Long looked at him with a few gazes and said slowly in a solemn tone in the venue:

"I'm afraid he is a person who has achieved great swordsmanship in the Xuanxian realm..."

Seeing Xu Long's solemn expression, the few people present had deep frowns.

Yun Feng sighed in his heart: It seems that the disciples of Jiange have really been born!

After a sword sound broke out, the Taohua Eye Monk was shocked opposite him.

When he saw the sword energy approaching, he had to hold up a nine-hole tin staff in his hand and take a word at the sword energy mouth:

"Edict!"

Then the nine-hole tin staff that was raised was suddenly enlarged, and it was firmly protected like an umbrella cover.

The tin staff, like an umbrella cover, just now bloomed, and the sword energy had already slashed over the head.

Only a crisp sound of "Dangdang" was heard, and the peach blossom eyes between the mist suddenly fell.

It was as if it was crushed by a mountain, and it fell straight into the vast sea.

A sudden wave suddenly emerged above the water surface, and the splashes on the edge were gathered in an instant.

The mud and sand at the bottom of the sea instantly surged away, and the tornado on the water surface rolled, and the sword energy was swallowed in an instant.

The figure in the white light retreated slightly, but the water wave in front of her didn't want to let her go.

The "rumbling" sound was like thunder, and it suddenly resounded in the venue.

The Dragon King at the bottom of the sea was awakened by this sword energy, and brought endless water to subdue everyone.

However, "Miss Li" in the white light was not at all panicked. She stood in front of the waves and fought against the tornado alone.

A golden light suddenly shot out in front of the rolling torrent, and then it seemed that he had found some flaw and escaped between the flaws with a group of figures.

Madam Li's movements were extremely fast, without any sense of delay.

When everyone saw him facing the turbid waves, they sighed in their hearts:

color!

However, at this time, the water wave tornado had become a major trend above Madam Li's head, and it was about to swallow up the figures below.

The pressure like a mountain suddenly shattered the white light outside.

At this time, Xu Long saw clearly that there were seven people who were originally hiding in the white light.

The seven people were each wearing moon robes and two golden ears tied around their waists.

At this time, when the storm was facing a storm among the mist, the golden ears on the waist rose slightly, setting off the seven people like immortals and gods.

As the golden ears looked up, they saw that the seven of them were tightly dressed in tight clothes and each carried a long wooden box behind them.

The wooden box is dark yellow, square, and is sealed tightly at the corners.

No matter how Xu Long's Tianyan Explores, he cannot see clearly what is sealed in it.

I just feel that there is an extremely fierce energy accumulation in the wooden box.
Chapter completed!