Ben Jian wants to take a bath

At the next moment when the piercing sound resounded through the whole city, Bai Zhuolian's mind was unsteady for a moment, half-blank lotus trembled twice, and then disappeared together with His Highness Shenzi's unsteady state of mind.

Not even a shower of fallen petals!

Cang Yu's sword began to tremble.

angry.

Not just take a shower, not just take a shower...

Can I talk about everything after taking a shower!

Before he could finish thinking, Bai Zhuolian took a step forward and grabbed the hilt of his sword, and kicked his feet soaring into the sky. The posture and speed were as proficient as if he had been holding it for a long time, so proficient that he almost melted into it Lost his life, so that Cang Yu didn't even react for a while.

When he finally remembered to struggle to let go, a familiar divine power suddenly came from Bai Zhuolian's hand.

It turned out to be the divine power of the purification technique?

"Jianjian, time is running out, I will use you to defend against the enemy and give you a bath." Bai Zhuolian said while flying: "Fufeng City's enchantment is broken, and the demon world is here to attack at this time. All the people in Fufeng City will be reduced to the rations of monsters, and as the Son of God, I cannot tolerate such a thing."

Cang Yu was silent for a while.

He was actually a little guilty.

He broke the barrier in Fufeng City, although it was because those people persecuted him too much, but the price of paying the entire city's life as compensation is a bit high.

In the confrontation between the two worlds of gods and demons, Jijiange has always been in a neutral position and has never participated in it. He also treats the demon world and the human world equally, and has never favored anyone. In his opinion, it is impossible for people to slaughter demons or demons to eat people. It's the same, even if the beast tide really happened because of him, he didn't really think about letting Bai Zhuolian use him to kill all the monsters.

Just drive them away, there is no need to kill them all.

Let him hold it for the time being, he also wants to enjoy the comfort of this purification technique, and wait until the wine stains fall off before leaving.

Bai Zhuolian's speed was very fast, and he flew outside the city gate in the blink of an eye. Looking from a distance, he could only see the vast forest one mile away, and the densely packed group of monsters accompanied by deep and low roars. Attacking this way at a fast speed, if it is not stopped, it may break into the city gate in a quarter of an hour.

But at this moment, all the people in Fufeng City with a little cultivation came out to resist the monsters. The crowd swarmed in front and weaved a net, each holding a long sword. The red short sword is calling on the crowd to fight against the enemy.

"Buzz!"

The originally calm sword suddenly trembled.

Bai Zhuolian stopped suddenly, looked down, and asked in doubt: "Jian Jian, what's wrong?"

Cang Yu was somewhat depressed, "Why did you call me Jian Jian?"

Bai Zhuolian took it for granted, "Because you are a sword."

Cang Yu: "..."

Bai Zhuolian said: "When I first sensed you, you were a sword. At that time, the inherited memory had not yet awakened. I only had the most basic understanding of the world. I only knew that you were a sword, but I didn't know what to do for you. You choose a name, and it doesn’t feel good to call you ‘Jian’, so I keep calling you Jianjian, and I got used to it later.”

Cang Yu said speechlessly: "Forget it, this question is not important, you should pay more attention to the sword in that city lord's hand later."

Bai Zhuolian looked at what he said, and saw the blood-red dagger, but it was only three inches long, but it made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

He frowned and said, "I don't feel right..."

Cang Yu said lightly: "Of course it's not right, it's an evil sword."

Bai Zhuolian's face changed slightly, "Evil Sword?"

Cang Yu responded, "The sword that swallowed the sword embryos of other swords grew up, look at the breath, the city lord should often give it life sacrifices, its sword spirit is about to be born, once the sword spirit is born, this sword will do The first thing to do is to backfire on the master, manipulating a living person as a puppet, maybe you will be stabbed in the back by it, so be careful."

Bai Zhuolian silently clenched the sword, pursed her lips, and nodded seriously.

Seeing that he had listened, Cang Yu was in a better mood, and said: "Although we can kill that sword now to prevent future troubles, but the situation is special. Exposure of the city lord at the critical moment of resisting the beast tide may reduce morale, it is better to wait until We will deal with the beast tide later."

Bai Zhuolian obediently responded, "Okay."

While they were whispering in mid-air, the crowd below also noticed the arrival of the Son of God. The crowd was agitated for a while, obviously agitated, but because of the special situation, they didn't salute or anything, and they were all helping to set up defenses.

Bai Zhuolian nodded slightly to the bottom, turned the lotus platform under her feet, flew forward for a certain distance, and came to the forefront, raising her eyes to look at the approaching beast horde.

Gao Yang stood on the ground, his small triangular eyes raised up quietly, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This time, he contacted the general of the demon king from the demon world and came here specially, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't take the life of this hundred-year-old little god.

As long as he dies, the sword will naturally be his.

He thought well, but things didn't always go in the direction he expected.

With the earth shaking more and more intensely, the beast horde gradually approached, and in a blink of an eye, they came out of the vast forest and came face to face with the people of Fufeng City.

The strong wind that only belongs to the monster beasts blows towards the face makes people tense up. When they come into close contact, the bloodthirsty eyes of the monster beasts and the low-pitched roar of the beasts all tell their powerful strength, and the crowd suddenly becomes a little commotion. stand up.

The leader is a white tiger-shaped Bi An, which is the seventh son of the Demon King Qinglong. Its four claws are stepping in the air, and its slightly squinted tiger eyes are looking at this side. At the first sight, it locks on Bai Zhuo, who has the highest cultivation level present. ripple.

It looked around, spewed out a stream of white air from its nostrils, deliberately released its coercion, and said in a low voice mockingly, "It turned out to be a white-haired boy, but he is only a mere Xuanjie, how dare he stand in front of the master? "

Bai Zhuolian tightly held the long sword in her hand, and was almost crushed to the ground by the powerful pressure of the other party.

No matter how hard he practiced, after all, he was only born for a short hundred years. Even the youngest of the nine sons of the demon king, Chiwen, was over 3 years old, and the seven sons, Bi An, were more than 10,000 years old. Resistant.

Speaking of this, I have to talk about the division of the six realms.

In fact, it is similar to the cultivation level of the sword. From high to low, it is divided into heaven, earth, xuan, yellow, innate, acquired, and sixth level. Generally, those who have not practiced are ordinary people. If you can have an acquired cultivation level, and if you open your mind, you will have an innate talent, and if you have a talent, you will be able to enter the yellow rank, which can be regarded as the threshold for formally entering the threshold of a cultivator. On top of this, talent, diligence, master, merit Law, weapons, both are indispensable.

Even if Huang Jie is a respectable person, the guards of the city lord's mansion are generally Huang Jie. For Xuan Jie, he is considered a celebrity in the entire Fufeng City. If he is lucky and has connections, he can sit on the Xuan Jie. The position of the city lord, the ground level is a kind of worshiper, which is considered rare in the world, and will be worshiped as a guest wherever he goes. As for the heavenly level, it is the treasure of the world, it is a The background is not easy to be born, like the human world, there are only five heavenly masters.

The world of the human world, the fairy world, the demon world, the underworld, and the masters of the four worlds are the mid-level cultivation base of Tianji, and the king of gods and the devil are of the highest level of Tianji. above the stage.

But now, Bai Zhuolian only has a high-level cultivation of Xuan-level, and he can achieve such an achievement in just a hundred years. This is already considered a genius among geniuses. It is a pity that his cultivation is too young, and he can't compare with the middle-level Bi An of the prefecture-level.

It took a lot of effort for Bai Zhuolian to be able to stand there and not fall down, almost covering his whole body's cultivation base. His face was pale, and there was even a fine bead of sweat on his forehead, which covered his sleeves His lower fingers were trembling a little, he held back with all his strength, and didn't say a word, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the blood welling up in his throat would be uncontrollably spit out.

Everyone looked at him, watching him slowly raise his sword-holding hand, the rusty long sword was firmly held in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the place where Bi An was.

Even if he would be bruised all over, he couldn't retreat.

Because he is the Son of God.

The human world is his people, and he must protect it.

He thought so persistently that he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

He is the son of God, and he wants to protect his people, so he has to face the strongest person, Bi An.

Bi Andang even sneered, "Son of Tangtang, you can't even use a good sword. This broken sword is so ugly that I scratched it with one claw. How dare you use it to fend off the enemy?"

"Buzz!"

The body of the sword that had always been silent trembled faintly.

For the first time, Bai Zhuolian's immobile face changed slightly.

Bi An seemed to have not humiliated enough, took two steps forward with four paws, suddenly paused, his originally high-spirited expression became a little weird, his wet nose twitched faintly, and said in doubt: "Strange, what kind of smell, why is it so..."

The next moment its face changed drastically, its four paws jumped up and it jumped back suddenly, the hair all over its body was blown up, it raised one paw to cover its nose tightly, and said in distaste: "It smells so disgusting, you white man Mao Xiao'er is too treacherous to put such an unpleasant smell on the sword, is he trying to kill us with the stench?"

"Ow!"

"Hoohoo!"

"Haw!"

"Squeak!"

All of a sudden, the beasts were excited, hooves pouted, claws pawed, there was a faint sense of anger that couldn't wait to rush forward to avenge their masters, even in the human world, everyone was against His Royal Highness the Son of God... The sword in his hand cast a strange look.

Bai Zhuolian became anxious, quickly swallowed the blood in his mouth, and said, "Jianjian, calm down..."

It's a pity that a certain sword doesn't want to calm down.

He couldn't calm down at all.

I am the number one divine sword in the Six Realms, and I have been scrambled by countless people and envied by countless swords. As soon as I was born, Cang Jian, who can stir up chaos in the Six Realms, was so disgusted by people?

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

Cang Yu completely exploded.

The rusty sword body trembled, and it left Bai Zhuolian's hand. The white light on the sword body was bright, divided into two, divided into four, divided into eight, and the air was densely covered with swords in just a snap of the fingers. .

Oh, they are all the same sword as Cang Yu's body.

Rusty, ugly and...

Smelly.

Bi An immediately rolled his eyes, feeling the urge to faint.

The beasts who were excited were not much better. The group of beasts who were just about to fight to the death with high morale, their limbs went limp and their eyes became dizzy and foaming at the mouth in the blink of an eye.

Cang Yu: "..."

Wait, my hundred swords have not been fired yet, what are you doing?

Scared?

It turns out that I am so powerful?

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