"Okay, with your virtue, don't let Xiao Su do anything to you!"

When I heard his self-talk, many thoughts were speechless at the same time.

What do you look like? Do you have no mentality?

“…”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Song Yu shook his head.

Excellent people are always envied by others and are as lonely as snow.

With my hands behind my back, I was filled with emotion when I heard many remnants of discussion.

"You guys say, Shangguan Wanqing is better, or Fairy Jiuqu?"

"I think Jiuqu is good, with a big butt, easy to raise, and the children have a lot of food, so you can eat enough for three children!"

"Wanqing is also good, gentle and obedient, not as violent as Jiuqu!"

"That's better, it's better to be gentle..."

"???" Song Yu was stunned.

What to do?

I just want Xiao Suyin to find someone else's girl and release the power of the prehistoric world. You have taken into account everything your child eats, so why are you embarrassed to say to me?

Do you want to be shameless?

Full of resentment, and was about to scold these people and tell them not to be so shameless, when they saw the sword saint Li Qiaofu standing quietly, watching Su Yin perform his sword technique while nodding slowly.

He is worthy of being the Sword Saint. When others are talking nonsense, he is the only one who is still thinking about the sword moves.

When I came to the front, I looked over curiously: "Look at you, you are nodding. Do you want to say that Xiao Suyin's sword technique is good?"

Li Qiaofu scratched his head: "That's not the case. I was wondering, if Xiao Suyin put the sword on Jiuqu and Wanqing's neck and invited them to get married, would it be better to use Xiaoxiang sword technique or Wuchen sword technique? No, these two sets of sword techniques are not violent enough. I guess they don't want to use the Great Destruction Sword Technique. With one sword, they will break their meridians first and have no way to commit suicide..."

“…”

Song Yu wanted to cry.

The disciple of the dignified love saint has to hold a sword on someone else's neck before getting married. I don't want to be faced...

The most important thing is, is this something you, a sword saint, should think about?

...

Outside the Sword Qi Pavilion.

Many sword cultivators in the thatched hut came outside at this moment, looked up at the lights in the tower in front of them, and they were on layer by layer.

Every time a layer is lit up, it means that the passer has passed the assessment of the previous level.

Li Mogang and Lu Qiuran also came to the front.

"The sixth level, only thirty breaths were used, which means... the rules were read and the assessment began!"

"What realm does this have to be realized in the sword path so that we can do it?"

"Do you think he can pass the seventh floor?"

Everyone was more excited.

Although they can't do it, it is definitely worthy of glory to see a legend born with their own eyes.

"I think it's OK. I've arrived at the seventh floor before. I've been back this time and I must have made enough preparations..."

"It's not that easy. Although I haven't been to the seventh level, I have heard rumors. Not only do I need to master the swordsmanship, but I also need to grasp the timing to reach a terrifying level. If I haven't reached the realm of a saint, it's impossible for anyone to complete it..."

"I don't think he can do it either!"

Although everyone admires Xue Qianqiu, they still don’t have an optimistic attitude towards whether he can pass the seventh level.

"He, is he really your junior brother?"

After shivering for a moment, Li Mogang looked at the woman beside him.

Others think this is Xue Qianqiu, but only he knows in his heart that he has nothing to do with the other party, and he is the junior brother in front of him.

"Well..." Lu Qiuran nodded mutely.

Obviously, even she didn't expect that this junior brother she had just met was so powerful!

"If he comes out... can you trouble Dr. Lu, please give me a few good words and ask him to accept me as his disciple?" Li Mogang's eyes showed a strong desire.

Lu Qiuran couldn't speak.

Just over ten minutes ago, this person was still questioning the other party, saying that he couldn't even get through the first level, but now he wants to become a disciple...

I used to think that my junior brother was too young and she couldn't even save the teacher, and the other party might not be able to do it. But now it seems that he is indeed much better than her...

...

The Poison Mist Swamp is a dangerous place in the fairy world. It has always been known for its extreme poison. In the hundreds of miles, there are few creatures inhabited. Many practitioners, when they enter it, find it difficult to leave alive.

It is considered one of the forbidden places for monks in the fairy world, and almost no one comes here.

However, at this moment, two figures were floating in the center of the swamp, with the strongest poisonous gas, and a special layer of light shining on their bodies, like magic weapons or special items, which could block all the poisonous gas outside.

The one on the left was a young man in his twenties. He looked down and frowned: "According to the news, it should be here, why didn't he find anything?"

On the swamp below, there is a wooden house floating around it, surrounded by various highly toxic vegetation, and most of the poisonous gas dispersed in the swamp is emitted from here.

"If you can't find it, just search it!" The middle-aged man in black next to him shouted coldly, and his five fingers suddenly pressed down.

Bang!

Under his power, the wooden house collapsed and split into pieces. Then the swamp rolled up, revealing a passage hidden underground.

When his eyes lit up, the young man was full of excitement and flew straight over.

The middle-aged man in black followed closely.

More than ten minutes later, the two walked out again.

The young man smiled: "Du Sheng Du Zhuang has found it. In conjunction with the needle saint Su embroidered clothes I found before, overall, it is still a little less..."

This person, none other than Xue Qianqiu, who was searching for the holy bones after leaving the Dragon Realm, was searching for the sacred skeleton!

"Dragon Emperor, Phoenix Emperor and Sangyu Saint, it's good to snatch the skeletons we know in advance. It's good to find two..." Saint Liuyun smiled bitterly.

It’s not that they don’t work hard enough, but that they’re not lucky.

At the beginning, I found two skeletons of Chess Saint Huang Longtian and Book Saint Qiancheng, and thought that the future would be as simple as that, but... I met that Su Yin!

Not only did the holy skeleton in his hand be snatched, but now he finally found the next one, either taken away by the Dragon Emperor or the Phoenix Emperor...

After struggling for a long time, I have only found two holy bones!

Xue Qianqiu sighed: "There are only two. I'm afraid it won't work if I want to attract 36 ancient saints to fall into the trap!"

Saint Liuyun: "I know this truth too, but... there are only so many holy bones we know about in total. Now, it is impossible to catch them all by others before trying to get them back!"

Even if the Saint of Cangqiu is proficient in the Tao of Heaven, it is impossible for him to know the whereabouts of all the ancient saints. It is already very good that he can know more than ten. Unfortunately... at this moment, all of them have entered the Dragon Realm.

"I have a way!"

After pondering for a moment, Xue Qianqiu's eyes flashed and said, "36 Ancient Saint, if you want to turn the tables, you must have enough power. Although there are many sacred bones collected by the Dragon Realm, there is almost no one with attack power!"

After a moment of silence, Saint Liuyun nodded immediately.

There are many ancient sage corpses collected by the Dragon Realm, but most of them are side jobs such as piano, chess, books, and painting. Their combat power is limited. Even if they are refined, they will not have much impact on the overall situation.

Xue Qianqiu narrowed his eyes: "If I can take away the sword saint's skeleton, if I don't believe it, they won't come!"

"The Sword Saint is the most powerful combat power of the 36 Ancient Saints. If he had his sacred corpse in his hand, even if he didn't have the corpses of the other 35 Ancient Saints, he would definitely come and snatch it..."

The Saint Liuyun suddenly realized.

"Not bad!" Xue Qianqiu nodded: "The Sword Saint is the key! Go to the Sword Qi Pavilion, this time I must break through the seventh floor and take the Sword Saint's body into my hand!"

call!

After the two of them finished speaking, they stopped stopping, tearing the space apart, and galloped towards the Jianqi Pavilion.

...

Su Yin didn't know what was happening outside. At this moment, he was ruthless and thoughtful. His understanding of swordsmanship had once again improved his realm, and an invincible aura spread from his body.

It seems that in this state, let alone the opponent, even heaven and earth can cut a hole.

I have been learning to chop firewood with Li Qiaofu for nearly ten years. At this moment, I have truly understood the true meaning of swordsmanship and thoroughly integrated it.

call!

The True Dragon Sword stopped and stopped.

At this time, all the eight wooden sticks were left with their palms, standing steadily on the ground, motionless, and the oil lamp on it had run out of oil and was completely extinguished.

Pass the test!

He passed the seventh level that even Xue Qianqiu could not pass, and he passed it successfully in one go.

Buzz!
To be continued...