The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Su Shisan saw that the senior brother had run away, and the man in red who was suspected to be the Venerable Demon Dragon knelt down in front of him, his heart was so cold, he hurriedly waved his hands and followed the senior brother's ass and shouted. "Big brother, big brother, wait for me!"

He shouted anxiously, and the senior brother ran even faster.

With the blink of an eyelid, the elder brother disappeared without a trace.

Su Shisan didn't catch up with them, he patted the back of his head blankly, and said to himself: "You don't know where I live or where I go to class, so why are you coming to the temple this time, big brother?"

His words fell into the wind, and no one paid him any attention.

Su Shisan had no choice but to turn around and look helplessly at the other eight senior brothers.

In the past, when all the senior brothers gathered in the gazebo of Xiaoyao Mountain to listen to Ling Fuzi's lecture, even if others ignored him, the third senior brother would occasionally catch his gaze and smile at him.

But this time when Su Shisan looked over, all the senior brothers didn't smile, and stared at him as if they were going to eat him alive.

It is still sliced ​​and eaten raw with wasabi.

Su Shisan felt chills in his stomach, and a thin layer of chicken skin formed on the back of his spine.He clenched the long whip in his hand, subconsciously took a step back.

Huh?What does he seem to be stepping on?Soft and steaming, like someone's feet.

But whose insteps are so hot?

It was like stepping on a fire.

Su Shisan jumped two steps away, peeking out of the corner of his eye, there was a man in red standing where he had just stood.The man stood with his hands behind his back, a jade crown on his head, and a white jade butterfly mask on his face. His sharp lips were tearing open a grinning expression of pain.

Su Shisan was dumbfounded.

Really, really Aoyagi Tairo?That NPC whose force value exploded in the original book?The Demon Dragon Venerable who chased and killed Long Aotian all the way to Xiaoyao Mountain and then forced that guy to jump off the cliff to escape? !

It's over, he stepped on Venerable Demon Dragon!

He actually stepped on the instep of Venerable Demon Dragon!

Venerable Demon Dragon actually kowtowed to Su Shisan with his ass facing the loess! !

... He was afraid that he would not only be made into sashimi, but half of the fish would have to be grilled and dried by the Dragon Venerable.

Su Shisan was crying for a moment, and greeted Qingliu Dalang pitifully. "You, how are you?"

The ridged lips were pursed tightly.

Dalang Qingliu turned his head towards Su Shisan with no expression on his face.

Su Shisan was even more timid.He waved his hand and smiled with two rows of white teeth. "Hello? Oh ha yo?"

Behind the white jade butterfly mask is a pair of strange golden vertical pupils.

Qingliu Dalang closed his eyes, raised his feet and walked towards him.

Su Shisan was so frightened that he quickly stepped back.

Qingliu Dalang walked unhurriedly behind, while Su Shisan jumped and ran away.While running away, he still didn't forget to turn his head and shout at Qingliu Dalang: "You, don't come here! You are not allowed to come here!"

Qingliu Dalang stopped helplessly, and patiently reasoned with this person. "Just now, you were the one who greeted me first."

"Huh? You can understand English and Japanese?!" Su Shisan was shocked, and turned around while running to eat melons. "Comrade, where did you come from?"

Qingliu Dalang frowned, his golden vertical pupils were full of confusion.

What does he mean by this sentence?Aoyagi Dalang thought.

This deity is a dragon, not a pangolin!

Why did he ask me which corner I came from?

...What is English, and what is Japanese?

This damn Mietian Realm, how come there are so many words that the deity doesn't understand!

Qingliu Dalang, who considers himself illiterate, sinks in his heart, but his face remains calm and his tone is indifferent. "Thirteen, stop, I'll talk to you."

Su Shisan was even more shocked, turning into a quail in the wind. "You, how do you know my name?"

Qingliu Dalang was still about to speak, his lips parted, but they were suddenly pursed, and his golden vertical pupils were extremely cold for a moment.His gaze moved away from Su Shisan and turned to behind him.

Su Shisan followed Qingliu Dalang's gaze, and saw the other eight senior brothers standing behind him at some point, except for Ling Wu, everyone had shiny bald heads.

"Venerable Demon Dragon?" Ling Er said the name solemnly with a straight face.Because he was not too sure, the ending sound rose, and the tone was cold.

Su Shisan felt that the seniors he met this time were not normal, and all of them felt cold, as if they were human-shaped killers just released from the cold storage.

Su Shisan flinched for a moment, and looked over the faces of the eight senior brothers one by one as if asking for help.When the frame was fixed on the third senior brother, he specially stopped for three breaths.

The eight brothers are headed by Ling Er.Ling Er stood at the forefront, and the seven people behind him formed two wings in the shape of a wild goose.Everyone put their hands on the hilts of their swords and stared intently at Qingliu Dalang who was entangled with Su Shisan.

The sword has not yet been unsheathed, but the sword energy is in the air.

On the Tongtian Avenue in front of the temple, the summer wind was bleak, and countless ancient trees were turned upside down to block the road, leaving only the snorting of the crowd.

"Second senior brother, who is this person?" Ling Wu stood next to Ling Er, with You Huangqin put into the Qiankun bag, and asked Ling Er in a very low voice.

Ling Er frowned.

Ling Er thinks Ling Wu talks too much, and he doesn't want to refute his face in public.What he was thinking in his heart was, could this guy be the reason why Master Shizun asked him to remind the elder brother to read the letter?

Red clothes, a white jade mask, and a blunt Mandarin of Mietian Realm.

Ling Fuzi only revealed his words to the senior disciples, because of some kind of predestined relationship, currently only Ling Fuzi and Ling Da in Xiaoyao Mountain know about Qingliu Dalang's origin and background.Ling Er has always been clever, but he can only guess based on the tone of Ling Fuzi's letter.

In the message talisman sent by Ling Fuzi, he was particularly out of breath.

Therefore, Ling Er took a special look at this strange red-clothed man a few more times.

Take a look.

next glance.

Left glance.

Right glance.

A total of four eyes.

With these four eyes, Qingliu Dalang was extremely displeased.His face darkened, and he said with a sneer: "The people who destroy the heavens are ignorant and call me a dragon. I didn't expect...as a disciple of Jiange, you are also an ignorant!"

Ling Er, who was scolded as ignorant, was furious, but his expression remained unchanged, and he didn't raise his brows.Jian Guang came out from the palm of his hand, casting a layer of light net in midair.

As soon as Ling Er made a move, he actually used his famous stunt - lotus birth with a sword.

In the light net, lotus blossoms bloom.Every lotus flower is swallowing cold white stamens, and cold needles as thin as ox hair protrude from the depths of the stamens.Needle light shone over Qingliu Dalang.

Qingliu Dalang stood proudly in the net of light, covering the sky with one hand, and raised his dazzlingly white hand above his head.Thousands of air needles as thin as a cow's hair seemed to have entered an invisible vortex, forming a funnel in the air, pouring into the Laogong acupoint of that hand.

Su Shisan opened his mouth wide in a daze, looking up at Comrade Qingliu Dalang.He decided that in the future, he must cling to this good comrade closely, follow him closely, and learn this god-defying skill!

Among other things, just this skill of piercing me with thousands of silver needles and holding the sword energy in my arms seems to be enough to bluff people, oh my god, isn't it? !

Su Shisan's eyes were red, and he clenched his hands into fists, resting on his chin, looking like a fanboy in ancient costume.

Qingliu Dalang accepted the sword intent contained in Ling Er's sword qi with a casual smile, and realized it a little bit. He disliked that although this ray of sword qi was very real, it still had a fledgling roughness.He raised half of his eyebrows, and from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a pair of shining black eyes.

Black eyes, black hair.Hidden deep in his pupils is his sea of ​​stars.

Qingliu Dalang's heart trembled, and the sword energy that had been completely absorbed jumped restlessly in his palm, and more than a dozen strands pierced his thick flesh like silver needles.

Qingliu Dalang turned his palm over, and saw that there were more than a dozen small black spots on the palm.

Qingliu Dalang sighed.

Ling Er didn't expect this guy to be so good at fighting, he squinted his eyes, and jumped to where Qingliu Dalang was.As soon as he moved, the seven people behind him followed suit.

In front of the temple, the sword net criss-crossed for a moment.The sword energy cut off the wind, leaving only Xiao Xiao.

Su Shisan stood in the very center of the vortex, watching helplessly as eight of them beat one of them up, only to be beaten black and swollen by the man in red.During this period, Ling Wu yelled in dismay, the cyan wig was really lifted this time, fell to the ground, surged a few times like waves, and almost crawled to Su Shisan's feet.

Su Shisan immediately thought of the famous Japanese horror movie he had seen in his previous life, and also yelled loudly.

Qingliu Dalang in the battle distracted him a lot, and the red clothes had dozens or even hundreds of cuts on the ground.

Fortunately, he has rough skin and thick flesh, and the red clothes were transformed by a scale from his father's family. Although the surface was cut by the sword's edge, there is actually a layer of protection on the inner wall of the clothes, which prevented him from turning into a ragged beggar in public.

...Qingliu Dalang didn't know that this kind of treatment had been enjoyed by the disciples of Jiange in Xiaoyao Mountain before, and now he is retaliating with an eye and using him to vent his anger.

However, Aoyagi Dalang was still unhappy.

The golden vertical pupils behind the white jade mask narrowed dangerously into a thin line.

Su Shisan didn't know whether Qingliu Dalang was happy or not, he only keenly noticed that the red clothes on this man's body swelled into a bell, and the strong wind from the hem of the robe swept across the ground and blew to his feet, making him a bit cold.

This aura was even far better than that night when he first met this Demon Dragon Venerable in the small bamboo forest in the back mountain.The coldness emanating from the magic dragon made Su 13's two rows of snow-white glutinous rice teeth cluck together, shaking violently.

Su Shisan folded his arms tremblingly, trying to persuade him to fight with a trembling voice. "Second Senior Brother, that, Venerable Demon Dragon may not be malicious! You guys, stop beating!"

The voice of shouting was broken in the sword net, and occasionally a sentence or two drifted into Qingliu Dalang's ears.He frowned imperceptibly, and thought to himself, my darling really forgot about him, and now she calls him Demon Dragon!No, he had to make Thirteen change his mind as soon as possible.

It would be best to call him Fulang.

Qingliu Dalang felt sweet in his heart, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little.

Everyone forgot about that group of unlucky black-clothed masked men.

I can't even remember the origin of the interrogation.

Su Shisan also forgot.

Until he raised his head, he saw a fleeting figure in the large verdant ancient forest in front left.

The man was wearing a golden cloud brocade blouse with treasure-face pattern and a golden hairpin on his head. Citric acid appeared in Su Shisan's eyelids pierced by the sun.

"...Who is that person?" Su Shisan pointed to the depths of the woods with his voice trembling.

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