Zhang Luoye asked: "I'm very surprised, why are you watching me let Zhu Sheng and the others run away?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's just some dispensable little bugs. If I care about it one by one, it's better to die."

"Then you go and die and calm the world down." Zhang Luoye said, staring at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was stunned and suddenly laughed: "It's interesting, interesting. You are the first person who dares to talk to me like this. You are really 'a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger'."

Zhang Luoye sneered: "You are not a tiger, and I am not an au, so there is nothing to compare with."

"Well, don't be angry. I know that you have set up a formation in the entire mansion. At this moment, no one except you and me would find the direction. Come and have a drink in my courtyard. I just got a pot of good wine." The middle-aged man smiled, and ignored whether Zhang Luoye agreed or not. His figure turned into a ray of light and rushed in a certain direction.

Zhang Luoye thought about it and turned into a light that followed the man and arrived at a courtyard. The middle-aged man appeared and stepped on it. Zhang Luoye followed him without hesitation.

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a set of tables and chairs made of marble. On the stone table were filled with hot food, two wine glasses and a bottle of wine. It seemed that the middle-aged man looked for himself after setting up these things.

After the two of them sat down, the middle-aged man stood up and filled Zhang Luoye with himself with wine. He then raised his glass and smiled and said, "Come on, I'll give you a toast to the bottle of good wine that can be tasted by two wine friends."

"Let's go." Zhang Luoye shouted. Under the confusing gaze of the middle-aged man, he took a packet of sugar from his storage ring, poured it into a little into the wine glass, and dipped it in the wine glass with his fingers. Then he raised the wine glass again with a satisfied look.

"Dry." The wine glass touched the middle-aged man's wine glass, and Zhang Luoye raised his head and drank the wine.

The middle-aged man came to his senses and poured the wine into the wine glass. After that, he looked pondering for a while before he opened his eyebrows and said, "It seems that fellow Taoists are not the White Crow clan, which really surprised me. I didn't expect that there would be such a similar person."

Zhang Luoye glanced at him and asked pretendingly, "How can I tell me? Could it be that my hair is not white enough?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist doesn't know anything." The middle-aged man paused and suddenly smiled mysteriously: "As far as I know, the White Crow clan hates candy the most and likes to be jealous the most."

Zhang Luoye smiled and said, "So that's it. I don't know what friends call me?"

"Isn't it a kind of etiquette to sign up before asking someone's name?" the middle-aged man said with his eyes narrowed.

"The fallen leaves are below." Zhang Luoye bowed.

"Zhang? Could it be that the Zhang family of the Tianshidao? It's impossible. Isn't the Zhang family no longer able to practice Taoism?" The middle-aged man showed a puzzled look on his face, and facing him was Zhang Luoye's smile and silent expression.

"Well, I'm Huang Tianji." The middle-aged man who claimed to be "Huang Tianji" bowed.

Afterwards, the two of them raised their chopsticks and Zhang Luoye poured all the food near him with white sugar. Huang Tianji was speechless. He wanted to vomit with such white sugar. He really didn't know why this young man could still eat happily.

"That knife is too long, but the knife is simple in texture and beautiful in patterns. If you guess correctly, it is a good knife." While eating, Zhang Luoye glanced at the five-foot purple long sword beside Huang Tianji and asked pretended to be.

Huang Tianji narrowed his eyes and said, "Why, does Fellow Daoist care about my sword? The best description is wrong. It should be one of the rare peerless swords in the world."

Zhang Luoye shook his head and said, "What I meant is not the quality of the knife, but the knife is full of terrifying demonic energy, which makes the sword items it can possess reduce it."

Huang Tianji reached out to touch the purple long sword scabbard, as gentle as stroking his lover's skin, with deep affection: "In the past, the 'No. 1 Fortified Warriors in the World' condensed four great swords and six demon soldiers. This knife is one of the six demon soldiers, the demon sword Ziyue."

After saying that, he suddenly touched the demon sword, and heard a buzzing sound. A purple light rushed towards Zhang Luoye as fast as lightning. Another buzzing sound was another pair of small swords hanging on Zhang Luoye's waist, which overlapped with the size of a palm, popped up two sword lights, offsetting the purple light.

Huang Tianji narrowed his eyes and glanced at the little sword on Zhang Luoye's waist, and said, "You are indeed from the Zhang family of Tianshidao. Those small swords are probably the 'male and male evil-slaying sword' among the four great swords."

Zhang Luoye sneered: "It's really a rough test. I heard that a sword tester appeared in the county recently, specifically attacking people holding weapons. It is said that the attacked person will be incomplete, with most of the blood being taken away, and the remaining blood is all weird purple, and the heart disappears. It seems that the sword tester is probably a fellow Huang. The strange end of the attacked person is probably your masterpiece of Ziyue, the demon sword."

"It's really a bad intention." A strange smile flashed across Huang Tianji's face: "It's useless to say more. If you're full, start fighting with each other. Whether you die or live is destined by heaven."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon sword Ziyue was instantly pulled out of the scabbard by him. The five-foot-long blade body was gently swung down. The entire stone table and the ground exploded, and smoke suddenly filled the surroundings. What you could see was a purple light flashing through it, as if a dragon was traveling.

Zhang Luoye's face changed slightly. With a thought in his mind, a pair of male and female evil-slaying swords instantly rose to more than three feet in size. He held it in the palm of his hand and touched Ziyue, the demon sword that was slashing towards him. There was a loud "boom" sound, and the entire ground was deeply concave, and a hurricane blew up the ground, blowing the smoke completely.

Huang Tianji showed a ferocious expression on his face and shouted: "It's so pleasant. The demon soldiers and the magic sword of the past are no longer many years apart. I didn't expect that it would appear in your and my hands at this moment. It's really exciting, right, Fellow Daoist!" He laughed loudly, and the speed of the sword in his hand was getting worse and worse, and it was so difficult for the naked eye to capture!

Zhang Luoye frowned, and his two swords blocked him, endured the continuous slash of the demon sword Ziyue. With the huge force, nearly half of his feet were trapped in the soil. Even every time the demon sword Ziyue cut the male and female evil sword, he felt the blood in his body beating in annoyance, and his soul trembled even more, and he could be sucked away by the demon sword Ziyue at any time.

I'm afraid that if it weren't for the positive energy emitted by the male and female evil sword covering his whole body, his soul would have long been sucked away by the demon sword Ziyue.

"Get out of here!" Zhang Luoye shouted suddenly, his muscles tense, and his two swords slashed forward with force. With a loud "default", Huang Tianji and the man and the demon sword Ziyue flew backwards, and broke through several walls in a row before stopping.

‘Cough cough~’, Huang Tianji knelt on the ground with one knee, leaning on the knife, unable to help spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face full of horror.

At that moment just now, Zhang Luoye waved the male and female evil sword, and a positive energy crossed the demon sword Ziyue and hit his chest, causing him to break seven or eight ribs. This is not important, but more importantly, his hands are still trembling at this moment. The huge force of Zhang Luoye's sword swing almost broke his hands!

How is it possible? My ** should have become as hard as steel after being eroded by the demon sword Ziyue. However, when the weapon touched just now, it was almost broken by the kid! How could such a ridiculous thing happen?

It's like fighting the White Crow Clan. Only those perverted guys have such terrifying strange power and physical strength. This kid cannot be the White Crow Clan. Could it be that he got the power of the White Crow from some way? It must be like this.

Thinking of this, Huang Tianji burst into laughter: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, don't think that if you get the power of the White Crow Clan, you can defeat me. In the face of the real power of the Demon Sword Ziyue, whether it is the power of the White Crow Clan, the Taoist techniques of the Tianshi Dao Clan, or the magic sword you have, the male and female evil-slaying sword, everything is a floating cloud! Let you see the real power of the Demon Sword Ziyue."

After saying that, Huang Tianji started to chant something, and it seemed that he wanted to use some magical means.

Zhang Luoye on the opposite side naturally would not let Huang Tianji get his wish. He also recited the mantra and used the "Three Heavens Dharma" practiced. The Three Heavens Dharma mainly attacks and kills, and uses the right heaven, earth, and human beings as the basis, which can overcome ghosts and gods and enslave demons and monsters.

After reciting the mantra, he pinched a magic seal, then handed the male sword in his right hand to his left hand, and combined it with the female sword in his female sword to his left hand to hold it tightly in his left hand, and a purple lightning jumped out.

"Go, 'Thunder in the Palm'!" Zhang Luoye shouted loudly, and swung his right hand off. The lightning in his palm was swung out like a vine whip, with an astonishing speed.

Huang Tianji's eyes widened and watched as lightning strikes, with a loud "boom" sound, sand and stones flying on the spot, and a cloud of smoke exploded out of thin air.

Zhang Luoye narrowed his eyes and stared at the scene of the rolling smoke opposite, and suddenly a purple light flashed from the smoke. After that, the smoke seemed to have found a catharsis port, and continued to gather somewhere, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Huang Tianji held the demon sword Ziyue in his right hand, raised his left hand slightly, and in the palm of his palm, a bamboo tube was emitting a faint light. Around him, dozens of bamboo sticks were floating in some pattern, forming a translucent shield. Obviously, he had used this method just now to block the thunder in his palm emitted by a fallen leaf.

Zhang Luoye's face changed slightly, staring at the bamboo tube in Huang Tianji's hand and the bamboo sticks around him. He said in a lost voice: "'Please ask for a lottery in the tube, ask for good or bad luck, try all the spirits, and be mighty Chisong', are you a disciple of Chisong Sect?"

Chisong Sect is one of the five great Dao Sects of the Tang Dynasty, and is in line with the Zhengyi Dao Sect before the disintegration of the Tianshi Dao.

Huang Tianji narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I am not a disciple of Chisong Sect. To be precise, he is a defected disciple of Chisong Sect. If it weren't for the sudden use of such fierce means, I really wouldn't want to use the methods I learned from Chisong Sect, because once I use them, in order not to expose my identity, I can only kill people to silence me."

Zhang Luoye frowned. The demon sword Ziyue and the Taoist Technique of Chisong Sect were not favorable news. You must fight and decide quickly here, otherwise, over time, you will be defeated.

At this point, he shouted loudly and used the "Three Days of Dharma" again. This time, he raised the power of the thunder in his palm to the level of "Earth and Earth". Earth is the natural power of Taoism used by the earth. The power can change with the user. The power can rush over and break the earth.

"Thunder in the palm, the landmine is correct, the thunder tiger!" Zhang Luoye shouted loudly. The lightning in his hand was like a magnet conductor, causing the ground to tremble. Then several ground marks were cracked. From the ground marks, seven or eight tigers composed of lightning raised their hideous heads.

‘Zizizizi~’ Thunder sounded loudly. In an instant, the thunder tigers had already arrived in front of Huang Tianji and bit him down with their teeth and claws!

"Good come!" Huang Tian shouted loudly, and Zi Yue, the demon knife in his hand, faced the Leihu and others, and with a 'huh~' sound, it was shocking that the Leihu and others disappeared!

Zhang Luoye was stunned. He had already quoted the natural energy of the earth. He believed that even a monk at the level of human master would be difficult to deal with easily. Unexpectedly, Huang Tianji just slashed down with a light knife and let the Lei Hu disappear. How did this happen?

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, don't be in a daze." Huang Tianji's voice suddenly sounded. He was approaching Zhang Luoye and raised his sword and fell down!

It was too late for Zhang Luoye to avoid it, so he could only watch the demon sword slashing down from his right neck to his waist. When he gritted his teeth and the male and female evil-slashing sword in his left hand slashed on the demon sword.

I had no impression that the sound of weapons intersecting, but there was a sound of water that sounded like a shot down in the water. The demon sword was cut off by the male and female evil sword! However, what was strange was that the cut-off half of the demon sword actually turned into water and fell into Zhang Luoye's entire body!

This..., the series of changes made Zhang Luoye unable to react.

Huang Tian on the opposite side laughed and said, "The 'Male and Female Evil Sword', which is worthy of being one of the four great swords, is still above the demon sword Ziyue in terms of sharpness and hardness. Ah, it's such a pity. The demon sword is just ruined." Although he said this, he looked at the Broken Sword without a look of regret.

Zhang Luoye secretly felt something was wrong. He was obviously hit by the other party's demon knife, so why didn't he feel any pain? Even a strange feeling came from the right nerve, as if something had been lost and no matter how hard he controlled it, he could not feel any strange feeling.

He couldn't help but look down, and when he saw it, he was stunned and looked in disbelief!

How could such a thing happen? This is absolutely impossible! But it happened in front of you, everything seemed extremely strange!

Zhang Luoye disappeared from his right neck, diagonally to his right waist!

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