The Ultimate Sword Master

"ah?"

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoxia blinked and said subconsciously: "What should we do?"

"Woof."

The dog was also at a loss.

"It's not a big problem!"

Shumiaozi patted his chest and took care of everything: "I, Ashu, am here for everything!"

While talking.

It wandered around in this space, sometimes frowning, sometimes meditating, sometimes picking up small leaves, making everyone, a dog, and the other confused.

"Hahaha!"

After a while, Sapling suddenly laughed three times.

"why are you laughing?"

Yuan Xiaoxia looked puzzled.

"Ah!"

The two small branches of the sapling were thrown behind him, and they landed on Gouzi's head a little bit. He said proudly: "I laugh at the master here who is so dense and sparse. I laugh at him for not caring about his superiors. I laugh at him for not recognizing me, Ah Shu." His real ability!”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoxia's eyes lit up and she said, "You mean, dig a hole in the ground and walk down there?"

Dig a hole in the ground.

She is no stranger.

She and Shumiaozi had done it once when they stole a coffin from the Yue family, and the memory was still fresh in her mind!

"The one who knows me is Xiaoxia!"

The sapling shook his head, stamped his feet, and began to divide the work, "Brother Gouzi, you are responsible for digging the hole!"

"Woof?"

The dog's eyes also lit up.

Shumiaozi's words successfully aroused certain habits and instincts in his bones.

present.

There is no hesitation between one person, one tree and one dog. The dog is responsible for digging holes, the sapling is responsible for breaking the space barrier and inquiring about the enemy's situation, and Yuan Xiaoxia is responsible for doing nothing. The division of labor is reasonable and fair.

Dogs dig holes very hard.

Shumiaozi is also very diligent in breaking the ban.

It's just that the courtyard seems to be only a thousand feet away from them, but one tree and one dog have been busy for a long time, and they can only advance one-third of the distance.

"what happened?"

Yuan Xiaoxia frowned and said, "Is the direction wrong, or is the hole dug crookedly?"

"Woof!"

"Be bold!"

Yiguoyishu was immediately unhappy, feeling that his solemn ability had been questioned.

"What do you know!"

The sapling held a small leaf and said angrily: "There is a problem with the space here. It seems to be in front of you, but in fact it is thousands of miles away... Huh?"

Just saying.

The small green leaf on its head suddenly trembled, and it lowered its voice and said, "There is someone up there!"

There is more than ten feet between the hole and the ground.

But to it, every plant and tree here is its eyesight, so it naturally knows the situation above clearly.

"Who?"

Yuan Xiaoxia looked curious.

"Old man Koki!"

Shumiaozi looked at it for a few times and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh! No! He's going to be beaten to death!!"

…

In the space above the hole.

Bang!

A middle-aged man with murderous intent on his face casually flicked his sleeves and knocked the old man surnamed Qi away far away. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death!

"It's a narrow road for enemies!"

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Although killing someone like you would be disrespectful to my identity, but... who told your young master to disrespect my saint? A father's debt is repaid to his son, and the master's debt is repaid to his servant! I will kill you today. It can be regarded as getting some interest for my saint!"

This person.

He was an elder from the Tianxuan Ancient Sanctuary.

Like the old man surnamed Qi, after arriving in the inner world of the demon palace, he and Lingguan Xue and his party broke away and wandered around like headless flies for a long time. They happened to meet the old man surnamed Qi here.

"First."

"Young Master and I are not in a master-servant relationship."

"second."

"Your saint is able to support you and become the enemy of Mr. Gu. Young Master and Mr. Gu are brothers, so it is only natural that you help him!"

"third……"

Was beaten seriously.

The old man surnamed Qi was extremely stubborn. He stood up unsteadily, stared at him and said seriously: "You also said that she is your saint, and it has nothing to do with me?"

…

"Ouch!"

Below the cave, Sapiaozi sighed with emotion, "Old man Qi usually acts like a follower around the second master, but he didn't expect him to be so stubborn?"

"Woof!"

Gouzi dug his paws into the dirt, turned around and shouted in agreement.

"not good!"

Yuan Xiaoxia said worriedly: "We have to find a way to save him! The old man is a very good person, but we can't let him die!"

"Hehe...hehehe!"

The sapling laughed in a dissolute, mean, despicable and vulgar way.

"You're laughing your ass off!"

Yuan Xiaoxia almost hit it.

"rest assured!"

The sapling waved the small branches and said comfortingly: "As long as Benshu is here, old man Qi will be fine!"

…

Above the cave.

Hearing the words of the old man surnamed Qi, a fierce murderous intent suddenly flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes!

"you!"

"court death!!"

The words fell,

In a flash, he had already arrived in front of the old man surnamed Qi. He slowly raised his palm and sneered: "Remember! The one who kills you is the head of the eighth peak of Tianxuan Ancient Sanctuary. He is the third disciple of the previous Holy Lord and has a high level of law enforcement. Lord, Deputy Head of Gongde Hall... Du Bingyi is the one!"

A series of names.

The old man named Qi didn't remember any of them.

Slowly closing his eyes, he sighed inwardly.

Young Master.

The fate between you and me is over...

Just thought of this.

Suddenly he felt a tightness under his feet, and subconsciously lowered his head, only to see that at some point, two green vines had wrapped around his ankles!

The vines were unfamiliar.

But the breath couldn't be more familiar.

"Haha~"

"Get down here Benshu!"

A childish cry sounded, and the ground beneath his feet shook slightly. Before he could react, he was dragged into the ground and disappeared!

Looking at the deep pit in front of him.

Du Bingyi paused and fell into deep thought.

Where did the pit come from?

Who dug the pit?

Where are the people? Where did they go?

After half a second of thinking, he had reacted. Feeling the several breaths in the deep pit, he was furious and slapped the pit with one palm!

"Give me! Die!!!"

Boom boom boom!

As the power of the origin fell, three pill bottles shining with jade light also flew out!

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the pill bottles were smashed to pieces, revealing nine brown bullets.

What the hell?

This was Du Bingyi's first thought.

Damn it...

After seeing the appearance of the pill clearly, the second thought flashed through his mind.

The next moment.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The pill was directly stimulated by his original power and exploded!

In a trance.

He suddenly felt numb under his feet, his body lightened, his vision spun, and he saw a broken hand and a broken foot in the corner, and they looked familiar.

Aren't these my hands and feet?

I, ascended to heaven?

This was the third thought in his mind.

It was also the last thought.

"Hehehe..."

In the cave, the sapling laughed slyly.

"Woof woof..."

The corner of the dog's mouth almost stretched to the back of his head.

Boom!

Just after being proud for less than half a moment, the power of the pill explosion spread, and the cave that the dog had worked so hard to dig collapsed, burying two people, a dog and a tree alive!

A moment later.

A few green leaves drilled out of the soil, turned left and right, and saw that Du Bingyi had been blown to pieces, so they drilled out of the soil with a grunt.

"That's it?"

Shake off the dirt on his body.

Sapling stood with his hands behind his back, seven or eight pill bottles hanging on his flowing long hair, looking extremely lonely, empty and cold.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

"Lao Du kills people, Gouzi digs holes!"

"With a pill in hand, the world is mine!"

"Stay where you are, I'll send you to heaven!"

He recited a self-made doggerel with great interest, and he sighed, thinking that his literary talent was probably comparable to that of the great poet Mu Xinghe.