I Can’t Be a Sword God

It is night, the sky is clear and the moon is clear.

Inside the Feitian Gate.

But there was a sudden splash of blood, shocking the silent night.

"what!"

A scream.

The middle-aged man in a tiger-skin robe struggled to fly into the air, but found that the midair was blocked by an invisible restraint. With his cultivation base of slashing the decay state, he unexpectedly hit and made a loud explosion, and only felt ripples everywhere. move.

"Second and third, you have deliberately wanted to usurp the throne for a long time, but you have thought that you will violate the poisonous oath we made before the ancestor spirit!"

The guy turned his head and roared:

"At the beginning, the four of us cut the chicken and became blood brothers. We didn't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we wanted to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. Now you are going to kill me, why?"

"Hahaha..."

There were two ridiculous laughs on the opposite side.

"Brother, it's really no wonder that we, back then, we swore to our ancestors, but now we have changed the gods for blessing, the vows we made at the time are naturally uncountable."

A slender, handsome white-faced scholar confronted him floating in the air, with a feminine but chilly smile.

Beside him, at the same time, a tall man with a tiger-backed waist and a sturdy waist rose up. Seeing his appearance, he seemed to be somewhat similar to the man in the tiger-robed robe, but at this time he was also standing on the opposite side of him.

"The third child!"

As expected, the man in tiger robes looked at him, sad and angry: "It's fine if the second child is wrong. You are my brother, I am the long room, and you are the side room. I like your temperament, and I always don’t care about respect and inferiority. Take you through the world at all times. Now that you are actually following him to create my reaction, have you been deceived by lard?"

"Big Brother..." A faint hesitation flashed between the tall man's eyebrows, but it was quickly erased, "This is the will of the Bodhisattva, and we can only follow it."

When he said this, he looked reverent and pious.

"Bodhisattva?" The man in tiger robes was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed a dazed expression, "Could it be the Golden Bodhisattva of Yanyue Sect? No wonder, I also said who laid the golden light prohibition, it turned out to be the method of the Golden Bodhisattva."

"I heard that he has always been good at bewitching people's hearts, but...what exactly is the method that can make the two of you not even care about brotherhood, can be such a killer to the old four!"

"Brother, as long as you don't resist, you will be obediently restrained, let us see the Bodhisattva, maybe he can forgive your disrespect. In the future Northland Buddha Kingdom, there will be your share." The white-faced scholar said softly.

"Hehe, Northern Buddha Country..." The man in tiger robes sneered when he heard the words, "He wants to be beautiful! When is it the turn of the Demon Sect Xiao to speak loudly in this northern land?"

Having said that, with one stroke of his hands, he put up his fingers in the air and shouted: "Howl of the tiger!"

When the tactics were reached and the law was printed, a huge tiger head appeared out of thin air, and this colorful tiger head was initially closed with eyes. With his invigorating infusion, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

There was a huge roar.

"Aw—"

Tigers roar in the night sky!

This man is no one else, but Lin Husheng, the well-known master of Feitianmen in Beidi, known as the "North Tiger". It is said that he was ugly when he was born and was abandoned in the mountains and forests. There happened to be a tiger demon who saw him. . The tiger demon was seriously injured and his life was near, not only did not hurt him, but instead fed his own demon pill to the little baby.

He is also blessed, not only has he not been backlashed by the surging power of the demon pill, but instead has a fierce tiger primordial spirit, invincible. He was so grateful that he named himself "Lin Husheng".

Of course, this fierce tiger primordial spirit also has drawbacks, that is, his cultivation base today and today is likely to have reached the peak of the tiger demon that day, and it will be difficult to make further progress. Therefore, there are rumors in the arena that Feitianmen's second master's cultivation base has actually surpassed the master.

Now is the time to confirm!

This tiger howl is already his fame stunt. The violent sound waves almost form substantial ripples, spread out, and make the moonlight sway.

The earth is shaking!

But the white-faced scholar did not use his magical powers to confront him, but gently lifted a bell and threw it into the air.

After the bell left his hand, it turned around and made it almost impossible to see the movement. At the same time, it rose against the storm and became very huge!

boom--

In an instant, the bell has changed into a big golden bell.

The ripples of the tiger's roar spread to the bell, but seeing the big golden bell trembling, he actually collected all the roaring sound waves in one breath.

"What?" Lin Husheng was surprised, before he could make a move.

The white-faced scholar raised his fingers again, and the big golden clock slammed, making a deafening hum! This buzzing sound was directed at Lin Husheng alone!

Bang!

The invisible sound wave giant pillar blasted past, was poured into the unclosed tiger's mouth, and rushed into it fiercely!

boom--

Suddenly, the tiger's mouth opened up, almost unable to bear it. When the sound wave continued to enter, it could no longer stand it, and it broke apart!

"puff--"

Lin Husheng's fierce tiger primordial spirit was broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted from the sky, almost turning into a rain of blood.

He also broke the power immediately and fell from mid-air.

The tall man was swift and swift, flashed forward, and caught Lin Husheng.

"The youngest..."

Lin Husheng felt that someone was supporting him, and through the **** eyes, he saw the face of the youngest.

"I knew... you still have a conscience."

"No, big brother." The third child replied dully, "I'm afraid you might not die completely."

After all, he waved a palm and slapped Lin Husheng's Tianling Gai fiercely!

This palm implies the power of breaking the mountain and cracking the rock, which is to kill him immediately!

At the moment of his death, Lin Husheng thought that his fate was over and he was about to close his eyes. Don't want to make waves on the ground, a breeze flashes by.

Lin Husheng in the arms of the youngest, disappeared unexpectedly. He slapped his palm blankly.

"Ok?"

The white-faced scholar and the tall man looked in front of them together, and not far away, there was a lazy young figure.

"Um..." Lin Husheng opened his eyes again and saw an unfamiliar face.

"Senior Fufeng?" He was a little surprised.

That's right, the person in front of him is Liu Fufeng, the young man who had some intersection with Li Chu at the Four Flying Sect of Flying Sect in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, he was dressed in common clothes, still looking lazily, and there was a little brilliance in his eyes. Stretching forward with one hand, a little breeze encircled his palm, and he lifted up Lin Husheng's figure, looking relaxed and free.

Back then, he had a good relationship with the old head of the Feitianmen, so he chose to put his second life into the Feitianmen. Only after the death of the old master, his bond with Feitianmen weakened.

Not long after attending the Four Flying Conference, Liu Fufeng's self-cultivation recovered nine out of ten. He liked freedom and left the Feitian Gate again to travel around.

Unexpectedly, when the Feitian Gate was in distress today, he actually appeared here in time.

"My cheap old man is actually dead..." Liu Fufeng's eyes patted the second and third child's faces, his tone could not be heard, "I'm still a little late... and I can only kill you." , Come to avenge him."

"Senior..." The white-faced scholar turned gloomy, and said in a low voice: "We work for the Golden Bodhisattva. Are you really going to be against us?"

"Humph." Liu Fufeng snorted in disdain, "What? Is it worthy to bring it out to press me?"

He lifted Lin Husheng with a breeze with one hand, and raised his other hand high, aiming at the white-faced scholar.

"You..." The white-faced scholar didn't know what method he wanted to use. He wanted to avoid him in a hurry, but before he moved down three feet, he felt a strong force raging in his body.

Bang!

His clothes burst open suddenly, turning into a pile of rags, and the whole person wailed, covering his chest and falling,

Just now, I was still watching out where this wind came from, but I didn't want it to blow from my body, I couldn't avoid it at all!

This is simply the method of the land gods!

Just as he was losing, suddenly he heard a wooden fish in mid-air.

clang.

The sound of the wooden fish seemed to hit the white-faced scholar's chest, knocking the raging wind in his body to vanish in an instant, making him instantly settle down.

"Huh?" This time it was Liu Fufeng's turn to be surprised.

Then, a figure of a monk wearing a golden robe slowly lifted into the sky. This monk's precious appearance is solemn, as if an Arhat came to the world.

"Golden Bodhisattva..." Liu Fufeng's eyes finally opened completely, his expression a bit stern.

The appearance of this monk is exactly the first Dharma King of Yanyue Sect who negotiated with King Wanshi in the mountains the day before.

Golden Buddha.

But at this moment, his indifference in his eyes is more, more like a tall Bodhisattva. It seems to be the same, but it seems to be different.

"The poor monk heard that someone said I was not worthy..." After the Golden Bodhisattva appeared, he looked at Liu Fufeng and said slowly.

Liu Fufeng looked at him and replied without hesitation: "I'm bragging."

"Ha ha... Kindness." The Golden Bodhisattva smiled.

Then I didn't know where, and suddenly there was another wooden fish sound. It seems to be uploaded from him, but he clearly did not move!

clang.

This sound was not light nor loud, echoing in the night sky. In the next second, Liu Fufeng was a little surprised when Lin Husheng, who was holding his palm, suddenly turned over, his eyes were full of indifference, and a claw caught his wrist!

laugh--

Liu Fufeng's physical body was not strong, Lin Husheng used his full strength with this claw, and instantly transformed a tiger's head and bit him viciously on his wrist. Unexpectedly, blood burst out instantly, almost directly biting off!

"Um..." Liu Fufeng hissed in pain.

He knew that Lin Husheng did not come from his original wish, but when he was seriously injured, his mind was controlled by the Golden Bodhisattva. But now facing these few people, if I want to save others, I am afraid that I am powerless!

The white-faced scholar and the tall man over there gathered around again, trying to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Seeing that the situation is not good, Liu Fufeng instantly turned around and turned into a fresh breeze, and quickly escaped from under Lin Husheng's minions.

This breeze is not unpleasant.

But the Golden Bodhisattva behind him was still expressionless, and just said softly: "Chasing."

The sound of the wind suddenly poured into the ears of the two white-faced scholars, as if a golden light suddenly enveloped them, leading them to flee in an instant!

With such a speed of escape, there are probably not many cultivators that can be used in the human world, and at this time, it is possible to bring two people to this level. This is evident in the cultivation of the Golden Bodhisattva.

He sealed the ban today to help Feitianmen complete the usurpation without revealing the news. If Liu Fufeng escapes, it will inevitably be a waste of work.

But although he is fast, Liu Fufeng is not slow, the breeze is far, and he has already flown hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until this moment that Jin Guang caught up.

Then, a white snake-like pike flew out of the golden light. This is not the method of the Golden Bodhisattva, but the magic weapon of the white-faced scholar!

Bang!

Originally, there was a big gap between the two cultivation bases, but at this time Liu Fufeng tried his best to escape, but the white-faced scholar took a leisurely move in the light of the golden bodhisattva. Liu Fufeng was not good at defense, so he was immediately hit.

Hit with one blow.

Immediately, the breeze fell to the ground.

boom--

Liu Fufeng struck his back, facing downwards, and instantly fell to the ground, as if he had hit something, felt the devilish energy, and wailed!

When he woke up, he found himself lying in a big hole, and on the edge of the hole within sight, there was a slightly familiar, expressionless, and extremely handsome face.

"Little Li Dao?" He let out a call that seemed unbelievable.

Previously, he had a fate in Jiangnan. If it weren't for the impression that Li Chu's cultivation and appearance left, he shouldn't have remembered him.

but……

Why does he appear here?

Is it an illusion? then what?

"You..." After a pause, Li Chu said indifferently: "Grab my blame."

That's right.

Li Chu lives in Yaowang Town, but has not left the level. At night, I was looking for a hill nearby, wanting to summon a monster for daily leveling.

I didn't want a black shadow to suddenly drop from the sky, with a huge impact, and suddenly smashed that monster to death!

Experience is gone.

Li Chu looked down at the bottom of the pit, and felt that the boy under the pit seemed a bit familiar.

But even if you know it, you must give a reasonable explanation.

Obviously Liu Fufeng was well versed in human relationships and sophistication, and he immediately heard the hidden meaning in Li Chu's words. But without the effort to explain carefully, he could only use his fingertips: "Someone in the magic door is chasing me!"

If it's an ordinary person, I'm afraid he doesn't even bother to say this sentence. However, at the beginning of the Jiangnan Four Flying Conference, the impression Li Chu left on him made him wake up. This is clearly a strong support! If the two of them work together, they might be able to resist the Golden Bodhisattva!

Li Chu actually noticed the golden glow in midair, but since they didn't provoke him, he didn't provoke them either. Hearing Liu Fufeng's yelling at this time, he frowned and cast his sights over.

"The magic door?"

The Golden Bodhisattva looked down at Li Chu below, and finally there was a hint of incomprehensible complexity in his indifferent eyes.

The handsome little Taoist...

Although he had never seen the legendary Taoist priest, when he saw the appearance of the person in front of him, that description suddenly sounded.

Besides this look, who else can it be?

Thinking about this, he gently ordered: "Go and try his depth."

Upon hearing this, the white-faced scholar frowned and said to the tall man: "Go and try his depth."

The tall man also wanted to give orders, but unfortunately there were only three people here, and he was already at the bottom of the food chain. I had no choice but to fly forward, looking at the young Taoist priest with a blank expression on his face, wondering if he was already scared stupid.

So he smiled slyly, "Since you are unlucky, then no one can blame me... Whoo-"

After that, he let out a wolf howl and rushed down violently. In the process of dropping, a huge ferocious wolf shape appeared instantly outside the body!

boom--

Li Chu looked at the opponent without saying a word and culled first~www.ltnovel.com~ His brows frowned. Although the identity of the other party's demon cult was not determined, it is obviously not the case that the opponent is a dead hand or a dead hand. What kind of people.

He himself was not such a person, he just raised the sword and swung a quarter-silk spiritual power sword, helplessly resisting the opponent's blow.

"Roar--"

Chilong was born, went up into the sky, and immediately ran into the shape of a wolf that fluttered down. In an instant, it swallowed it without lag. Then he went straight to the sky, passing several feet in front of the golden glow.

The surging spiritual power fluctuations shook the pupils of the golden bodhisattva and the white-faced scholar.

It exploded instantly.

I don't know if the third child's depth was tried out or not.

However, his death was probably meaningful, and the white-faced scholar's eyelids flicked, and he couldn't help but say:

"Fuck! It's deep!"