An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

"Where did you get the resurrection elixir?"

Xu Fu didn't understand why Jiao Gongxing had tricked him into coming here, but if he could know the origin of the elixir of life, then the trip would be worthwhile.

"I stole it from some losers."

"Waste? How could a waste have the elixir of resurrection?" Xu Fu was puzzled.

"Those idiots call themselves 'immortals'."

Mo Liuxing said this lightly, then turned back to sharpen the strange sword.

"really!"

Xu Fu had heard Jiao Gongxing say this once, but when he heard Mo Liuxing call the high and mighty gods "waste", he still felt his heart surge with emotion and was filled with lofty sentiments!

"Where can I find the gods?"

"I do not know either."

Mo Liuxing's words were like a bucket of cold water.

"You just said that the Resurrection Pill was snatched from a god..."

"They found me."

Xu Fu had nothing to say, so he could only go back to find Jiao Gongxing.

"Senior, we have a boat, you can go back with us."

"go back?"

Mo Liuxing was stunned for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

"Where can I go back to? The old hatreds haven't been resolved yet, and new hatreds have arisen. No one wants me to go back. I'd better sharpen my sword here!"

After that, the sound of sharpening swords began again.

"Squeak... squeak..."

Xu Fu could tell that the sound of sharpening the sword was a bit faster than before. Perhaps the Sword God was not as relaxed as he looked.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Although Xu Fu did not obtain the Nine-Transformation Golden Pill, he felt an inexplicable sympathy for the Sword God.

It is sad to see a hero grow old, let alone one who was once the best in the world.

"I have a daughter..."

Mo Liuxing seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped sharpening the sword, turned around, and looked at Xu Fu earnestly.

"Her name is Luo Xiaoman."

"I never heard."

Xu Fu frowned and thought for a moment, sure that he had never heard of such a master. Logically speaking, the daughter of a generation of sword god, even if she could not reach the same astonishing cultivation level as her father, should not be an unknown person.

"She's dead."

When he said this, Mo Liuxing's expression remained calm, but the sadness in his eyes made the former Sword God look much more lonely, as if he had aged a dozen years in an instant.

"Condolences."

Xu Fu didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort her with the most dry words.

"Please go to her grave and burn some paper money on my behalf. Burn plenty of it."

As Mo Liuxing spoke, he fumbled around on his head, pulled out a hairpin and handed it to Xu Fu.

"Senior, this is not allowed!"

Xu Fu quickly refused. It was just a small thing, a piece of cake, and there was really no need to ask for any reward.

"Here, according to the rules of my hometown, this money cannot be paid by others."

Mo Liuxing grabbed Xu Fu's hand, slapped the hairpin on it, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "I don't have anything valuable on me, so you can just pawn this."

Only then did Xu Fu see the hairpin in his hand clearly. It looked like a small sword about four inches long, black in color. He didn't know what it was made of. It felt as light as a feather in his hand.

"it is good."

After hearing what Mo Liuxing said, Xu Fu did not refuse anymore and carefully put the small sword into the Qiankun bag.

"That girl knows where the grave is. Let's go! That crazy night guy is just a 'martial arts fanatic' and has sworn not to hurt anyone again. You can rest assured."

After hearing Mo Liuxing's last words, Xu Fu spread his Thousand Mile Wings amid the rhythmic sound of sharpening the sword.

This small island is not big, only a few hundred feet in radius. Looking around, there are no other islands around.

There is a dense forest and several large and small ponds on the island, making it a great place for birds to rest.

"what happened?"

Xu Fu was preoccupied just now and didn't perceive carefully. When he flew into the air, he suddenly found that there was a fight in front of him.

There were only four people on the island, so it was obvious who was fighting.

"not good!"

Xu Fu flapped his wings suddenly and rushed over.

Sure enough, Hei Yu Jian was holding a spiritual bow and fighting with Ye Kui.

Ye Kui's cultivation was much higher than Hei Yu Jian's, but he did not win by force. Instead, he patiently fought with Hei Yu Jian in moves.

The Black Feather Arrow's moves are all "killing skills" that have been honed over and over again, and the attacks are decisive and ruthless.

Ye Kui was always able to narrowly block or dodge the attacks of the black feather arrows, and it looked very reluctant, as if the black feather arrows could hit him if they pushed harder.

Xu Fu had fought with Ye Kui before and knew how powerful he was. It was impossible for him to be forced into this state by a seventh-grade cultivator.

There is only one possibility for him to behave like this at this moment.

Pretending!

Xu Fu could see the anger in Heiyujian. This woman had used the tactic of "killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of her own" many times, but she was still fooled around by Ye Kui and could not hurt Ye Kui at all.

Seeing this, Xu Fu became furious.

This is my sister Yu, how dare you, a devil, tease her!

"The tiger pounces on its food!"

Xu Fu used Qianli Yi as a boost and attacked with a dragon-tiger punch without mercy.

"Yo!"

Ye Kui showed a happy expression, as if he was quite pleased with Xu Fu's joining. He immediately gathered his strength and threw a punch, fighting fiercely with Xu Fu.

"Oh!"

This confrontation unleashed a powerful energy. Black Feather Arrow originally wanted to shoot a few more arrows at Ye Kui while he was dealing with Xu Fu, but was pushed more than ten feet away by the energy before he could stabilize his body.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Heiyujian's mouth.

Seeing that the Black Feather Arrow was damaged, Xu Fu became even angrier. He used his supreme power without holding back at all and attacked Ye Kui fiercely.

For a moment, there were loud sounds of dragon roars and tiger roars.

Ye Kui's face was filled with joy. He made a palm with his left hand and a fist with his right hand. One was soft and the other was hard, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. With just a few moves, he took all of Xu Fu's Dragon and Tiger Fists.

"Boy, you have good talent. Do you want to become my disciple and join the Black Demon Sect?"

While Ye Kui was taking action, he also extended an invitation to Xu Fu.

"I worship you, big winter melon!"

Xu Fu suddenly turned his fist into a sword and slashed at Ye Kui with a wind sword.

Xu Fu felt that no one could defend against a wind blade at such a close distance, but Ye Kui managed to block it.

He seemed to have expected it, and he tore the wind knife in half with a casual grab, then grabbed Xu Fu's wrist.

"You're young, your fists and feet are average, but you talk big!"

The smile on Ye Kui's face was gone at this time, and he seemed a little dissatisfied with Xu Fu's refusal to become his disciple.

"Do you know how many people cried and begged to be my disciples but I refused? You don't know how powerful I am!" Ye Kui said proudly, holding Xu Fu's wrist tightly.

"Can you defeat the Sword God?"

Xu Fu's words made Ye Kui's face change drastically, and the skin on his face trembled slightly, as if someone had pricked him in a painful spot.

Indeed, if he could really defeat the Sword God, how could he have stayed on this isolated island for so many years!

"You kid is courting death!"

Ye Kui roared angrily, veins bulging on his hands, as if he wanted to crush Xu Fu's wrist.