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Feng Chenzi pondered for a long time, trying his best to find the source of the sound, but he also knew that it must be the words from the fortune teller just now.Immediately, he just shook his head slowly, smiled calmly, and said to himself: "Although this poor Taoist is not the top master in the world, he is still famous in the world. He has a wide circle of friends among the righteous Taoists in the world, and he only has a few evil and heretic monks. There are festivals, but even if we meet the giants of the evil heretics on a narrow road, the poor Taoist may not be afraid of them, so how can there be any bloody disaster?"

After flying to Juxian's flag, Feng Chenzi flew down from the gourd.

The Juxian flag was placed outside the Yuqing Hall of the Kunlun Sect. The flag was about a hundred feet high and looked extremely majestic.

The Yuqing Hall has already gathered monks from all over the world. In addition to the Kunlun Sect and the Shushan Sword Sect, there are also many Buddhist masters who have also gathered in Kunlun.Even some masters of the evil sect who rarely interacted with the righteous monks on weekdays actually put their past grudges aside at this moment and gathered together in the Kunlun sect.

Feng Chenzi only glanced with his eyes and saw several world-famous people in the evil path, such as the red-haired ancestor, the blood knife Taoist, the soul-eating master...these ordinary cultivators' expressions changed when they heard it, and they were frightened when they saw it. The evil masters gathered in small groups in the Kunlun Sect's main hall, releasing their murderous aura unbridled and clearly distinguishable from the righteous monks around them.

On the other hand, Li Banxian, the fortune teller, was holding a long flag and standing at the entrance of the Yuqing Hall. He waved to the good and evil monks and shouted: "Iron-mouthed gods make no mistakes in fortune telling. Fortune tellers... ...After passing this village, there is no such shop. Don’t miss the opportunity when you pass by. See it once and get it for free. The price is fair and you can be honest. If you come early, I will give you a small gift. The quantity is limited and the goods are cheap and beautiful. …”

These words are like those of an ordinary person in the market.

As soon as Master Chongxu arrived at the Yuqing Hall, he saw a fortune teller shouting loudly and unscrupulously. He immediately asked a disciple: "Who is this person?"

The disciple who happened to be asked had met Feng Chenzi and the others at the Kunlun Sect's mountain gate before. Perhaps he was afraid that Master Chongxu would scold him, so he immediately pointed at Feng Chenzi not far away and responded loudly: "Report to Master Uncle, this fortune teller is a friend of senior Feng Chenzi..."

Immediately, Feng Chenzi's face turned red.

There were also many righteous monks who gathered together in twos and threes to talk. They only said that Feng Chenzi really played with Feng Chen and made friends with people from all religions and nine schools at will. He also brought low-level people like cats and dogs to Kunlun and sent him... But Although Feng Chenzi looked embarrassed, he stepped over to the fortune teller, raised his hands to the monks from all directions and said: "I do know this gentleman. If you are interested, you might as well come and tell the fortune teller."

Immediately, there was a burst of laughter from the surroundings, but no one came to tell the fortune.

Only the fortune teller's expression did not change, he smiled slightly and said: "I am Su Shan. Because the fortune teller's iron-mouthed god makes perfect predictions, he is called a half-immortal, so he is also nicknamed Li Banxian. Everyone present If you want to see your past life to calculate your marriage and your fortune, you might as well come to me to calculate your fortune..."

At this moment, Su Shan still doesn't forget to solicit business.

Even the righteous monks turned a blind eye to Su Shan's matter because of Feng Chenzi's face.But how could those masters of magic allow a fortune teller to scream here? In addition, Su Shan was standing lazily in the hall, looking like an ordinary person, and immediately someone shouted to kill him. Drive out of Yuqing Hall.Even Li Wushuang, who was standing alone, felt that Su Shan's behavior was very unsightly.Although he had received the mysterious method taught by Su Shan, Su Shan had now changed his appearance and dressed up as a fortune teller. Li Wushuang had never heard of Su Shan's name, so when he heard Su Shan's name, he He even felt that he had lost the face of his surnamed Li.

But after all, Su Shan's surname was Li, and his surname was Li Wushuang. Just because they were both surnamed Li, Li Wushuang could not tolerate others insulting the fortune teller surnamed Li.

This time when he heard that those evil sect masters wanted to expel Su Shan from the Yuqing Hall, he immediately shouted: "This fortune teller may just read and tell fortunes to support his family. He came to Kunlun Sect to wait for you to read and tell fortunes just to make a living." Eat, you evil heretic monks are just guests in the Kunlun Sect, so what qualifications do you have to drive him away?"

The evil masters were full of murderous intent, wore strange clothes, and had strange magic weapons hanging on their bodies. They were clearly different from the righteous monks, so Li Wushuang could tell them apart at a glance.

snort!

When the red-haired ancestor heard Li Wushuang's call, his face suddenly changed. He waved his hand and shot out a crimson flame from his sleeves, wrapping Li Wushuang's figure. However, a sword light suddenly flashed behind Li Wushuang and pierced through it. The flames in the air were separated, just like the flowing water, separating the flames of the red-haired ancestor.

"What a good boy, you do have some abilities. Just look at my great powers!"

Under the flames, there was a puff of blue smoke hidden in the flames, but the chirping sounds of many insects could be heard, and then thousands of golden insects flew out of the fire, their wings flapping in the fireworks.

Although he shouted loudly that he would use great magical powers, in Su Shan's view, this was just a fire technique and not really a magical power.

In this big world of Xuanhuang, any master with the cultivation level of Immortal Lord can easily break the magical power of the red-haired ancestor and beat him to pieces.But Li Wushuang, who is now fighting against the red-haired ancestor, was just a woodcutter cutting firewood in the mountains a few days ago. Even if he has learned a few mundane martial arts, he is no match for this red-haired ancestor. .

"Wow! You old monster actually wants to burn me to death..."

With a strange cry, Li Wushuang knew that he was no match for the red-haired Ancestor, but he also thought that he could not die easily because he had a master's life, so he shouted loudly and said: "I came to the Kunlun Sect today to find my master." Yes, you old monster wants to bully the fortune teller of my old Li family indiscriminately. Even if I die today, I will show you some color..."

In anger, his beard and beard stood up all over his face, as if he had been treated with a short halberd.

The bright red flying sword obtained from Su Shan had been carried behind Li Wushuang, and now he was holding it in his hand.After all, during the training period, at this critical moment, Li Wushuang forgot the training techniques he had just learned. He only held the hilt of the sword with both hands and rushed towards the red-haired ancestor along with the sword.

Thousands of small insects around him flapped their wings, as if golden silkworms had grown wings and enveloped Li Wushuang.

The good and evil monks in the Yuqing Hall changed their expressions when they saw the overwhelming golden silkworms that the red-haired ancestor had beaten. However, these monks also had no friendship with Su Shan and the fortune teller, and the Kunlun sect sacrificed The Juxian Banner is just to summon the masters of good and evil to fight against the West.

Fang is a barbarian, so he doesn't want to offend these evil giants, so he just stands aside and watches.

Only Feng Chenzi's character was not the same as the others. He just put the wine gourd on his waist and patted it lightly. He saw a stream of wine spraying out from the mouth of the gourd, trying to drive away the overwhelming insects that were rolling towards Li Wushuang.The wine was scattered in the air and ignited without fire. The temperature was several times higher than the flame in the hand of the red-haired ancestor, but it could not hurt the thousands of small insects in the air.

"Hehehehe... Feng Chenzi, you are so unskilled, how dare you come out and show your embarrassment?"

Seeing that the fire from the wine flying out of the gourd returned without success, the red-haired ancestor looked very arrogant, but he may have forgotten that Feng Chenzi, as a master of the Shushan Sword Sect, must have the most mysterious method at his disposal. The skill of wielding a sword with one hand.Now when Feng Chenzi heard the red-haired ancestor laughing at him, his expression changed drastically. He just pointed the gourd in his hand at the red-haired ancestor, then stretched out two fingers and lightly clasped the gourd, but he saw one green and one purple. A ray of light rushed out of the gourd's mouth and turned into two four-foot-long flying swords, one up and down, one left and one right, like two dragons, sweeping towards the red-haired ancestor.

The two swords flew out, and the red-haired ancestor's expression changed drastically.

The purple flying sword is called Ziying, and the green flying sword is called Qingsuo. They are two world-famous magic weapons in the Shushan sect. It is said that they were refined by the founder of the Shushan sect, Chang Mei Zhenren. The two swords can be transformed into two dragons, and their power is great. great.Therefore, after the red-haired ancestor's expression suddenly changed, he did not dare to raise his eyebrows. A round shield flew out from his sleeves to block the Ziying Sword and Qingsuo Sword.

But thousands of golden silkworms surrounded Li Wushuang in the main hall. Li Wushuang was holding a red jade flying sword, slashing and slashing with his left hand, performing a set of sword skills. His whole body was wrapped in sword light, which was really beautiful.But although the red-haired ancestor released insects to fight Li Wushuang, he left a lot of room in his hands. He seemed to think that killing an unknown person like Li Wushuang in public would lose the prestige of his red-haired ancestor, so he He has been playing tricks on Li Wushuang, neither using the poisonous insect golden silkworm to bite Li Wushuang, nor controlling the golden silkworm to collide with the sword in Li Wushuang's hands, but just spinning him around.

After performing a set of sword techniques three or five times in a row, Li Wushuang's anger subsided a lot. Knowing that the red-haired ancestor was teasing him, he immediately stood up with the sword and glared at the red-haired ancestor.

ding ding dong...

The purple and green swords kept hitting the round shield of the red-haired ancestor. After only three or five collisions, the round shield struck by the red-haired ancestor was broken into pieces.There was originally a bright yellow light emitting from the round shield, but at this moment the light was gone, and the pieces of the round shield were scattered on the ground, turning into scrap metal.

Seeing that the round shield was destroyed, the red-haired ancestor was filled with anger. His previous thoughts of teasing Li Wushuang had disappeared, and he shouted loudly. He knew that fighting Feng Chenzi to the death might not bring much benefit, so he wanted to use up his anger. They were all sprinkled on Li Wushuang, but thousands of golden silkworms were seen gathering again, and murderous intent was everywhere in the hall.

The insect tide rolled into a cloud, covering the sky and the earth.

"I'm afraid I'm going to die in the hands of this old monster. If you don't run away, fortune teller, are you going to die in the Kunlun sect too?"

With a loud shout, Li Wushuang raised the red flying sword in his hand. At this time, he still had time to ask Su Shan to escape from this place, which was considered a sign of affection.It's a pity that the red-haired ancestor wants to kill him now and uses thousands of golden silkworms and poisonous insects. Li Wushuang can't fight the red-haired ancestor anyway, and he can't escape death anyway.

In times of crisis, Li Wushuang was much calmer than before.

At this moment, he no longer performed any mundane martial arts routines and sword techniques. He only threw the red flying sword in his hand in front of him, guarded his chest with both hands and performed various sword-controlling techniques. However, he saw the red sword tip above , there was a buzzing sound of the sword blade, and the bright red sword energy suddenly glowed, illuminating the entire Yuqing Hall of the Kunlun Sect in a golden and magnificent light, and it was as red as blood!

bang!bang!

Two voices suddenly reminded me of being in the main hall.

When the red blades of Qingsuo Sword and Ziying Sword sounded in Li Wu's hands, the two swords were affected by the sharp sword energy of the sound of the sword. They seemed to be no longer controlled by Feng Chenzi, and fell from the air. Come down and fall to the ground.The blades of the two swords continued to tremble. Only after Feng Chenzi fired another spell did the two swords fly into the gourd in his hand.

Ten thousand sword edges bloomed from Li Wu's hands.

Then the sword edge shone brightly, like thousands of stars hanging in the night sky, surrounded by the golden silkworms and poisonous insects that Li Wushuang wanted to bite him. They were only affected by the sword energy, and it seemed as if they had lost the vitality in their bodies.The body of the poisonous insect Golden Silkworm, which was comparable to gold and steel, turned into bursts of dust, flying in the hall with the breeze stirred by the sword energy.

The red-haired ancestor became famous all over the world because of these golden silkworm Gu in his hands.

Many years ago, this person obtained an ancient six-winged golden silkworm from the Shiwan Mountains in Yunnan. He then used this golden silkworm as a mother body to breed thousands of golden silkworm poisonous insects. These poisonous insects fly extremely fast. , comparable to ordinary mysterious-level flying sword magic weapons, and extremely hard. If ordinary righteous masters fight with it, they will be afraid of the six-winged golden silkworms under this person's hands.

But now the world-famous six-winged golden silkworms in the hands of the red-haired ancestor were just destroyed under Li Wu's hands. Although the female worm was still intact in the hands of the red-haired ancestor, these thousands of golden silkworms were lost. Once it was empty, it would take hundreds of years for the red-haired ancestor to be cultivated again. How could he not be angry?

His eyebrows that looked like golden silkworms were almost twisted into a ball, and his eyes seemed to be spitting out flames. The red-haired Ancestor waved his sleeves and put away the remaining Golden Silkworm Gu, and shouted: "Shuzi has ruined Ancestor's treasure, Old Master." Ancestor will capture you today to feed the golden silkworms! You will suffer the pain of thousands of insects eating your bones, and you will die if you can’t survive!”

When the red-haired ancestor was speaking, seven shadows suddenly spurted out from the red-haired ancestor's mouth.

At this moment, Li Wushuang heard the red-haired ancestor shouting loudly, and was about to scold him a few times, but suddenly saw seven black shadows spitting out from the red-haired ancestor's mouth, and screamed in his heart, already knowing that the red-haired ancestor was planning to plot. he.He originally wanted to dodge the seven shadows that were flying towards him, but he had not been practicing for a long time, and his flying speed could not compare with the seven black shadows that the red-haired ancestor used for sneak attacks. There was only one last thought running in his heart: "I dying!"

At this moment, a word suddenly reached Li Wushuang's ears. The tone was like a thunder, and he said: "This half-immortal came to the Kunlun sect to read fortunes today, but no business came to the door. The red-haired man just now The ancestor wants to embarrass this half-immortal, so this half-immortal has no choice but to give him a hexagram, but the hexagram shows that the red-haired ancestor sees the light of blood between his breaths, which is bound to be a disaster of blood and light. It is a sign of great evil. Please also ask Everyone, please be a witness and see if this half-immortal’s calculation is correct or not…”

This voice came out with will.

When these words were heard, it happened that the seven black shadows shot by the red-haired ancestor had already reached Li Wushuang's chest.