This is one of the two old slaves who follow Liu Jiuzhou. His whole body emits a cold dead breath. His life is nearly yuan. Maybe he will sit down and become a pile of white bones in a few years.

    His old eyes were turbid and yellow, empty and indifferent, and he could no longer see a trace of vitality and vitality.

    "Why are you back?"

    Fang Yue looked at the old slave and frowned. The old slave gave him more danger than Liu Jiuzhou!

    He has been practicing for a hundred years and has rich experience. Although he is stuck in a bottleneck and rarely makes progress, and even faces sitting, when he is suppressed to the peak the day after tomorrow, he may not be much weaker than the so-called Saint son and Saint daughter level figures.

    "Of course, I''m here to take your head! Miss Chu Mengying is broad-minded and doesn''t care about the past. Let you go, but the reputation of Taiyi sword sect can''t be tarnished by you! Miss Chu Mengying can''t leave a so-called fiance in the secular world.

    Since Kyushu childe and miss Mengying don''t want to be stained with too much blood on their hands, only the old slave can send you to the west to be such a villain! "

    The old slave''s sad voice gave people a feeling like a fierce ghost.

    "Hand in the magic weapon and kneel down to die. The old slave can give you a pleasure!"

    The old slave''s tone was low, but sonorous and firm. In his eyes, Fang Yue was already a dead man, and it was difficult for him to have a chance to turn over.

    "You have! I have already explained that Fang Yue is my man! If you kill him, you are obliterating my face!"

    Tian Xin''er snorted coldly.

    She did not expect that an old slave under Liu Jiuzhou would return and rob Fang Yue.

    "Miss Tian xiner, you are delicate. You''d better not participate in this kind of fighting. I don''t want to hurt you, but I don''t want to let Fang Yue leave!"

    The old slave is confident and fearless. Even in the face of Tian xiner, he is fearless and timid.

    His bent figure had been drowned by death, and looked like a corpse just climbed out of the coffin.

    "But I have to protect him. What can you do?" Tian xiner doesn''t give up. She''s just an old servant. Do you dare to challenge her?

    Tian xiner has her own details.

    Even if she goes deep into the dense forest world, she can guarantee to retreat.

    The old slave grinned and showed two big yellow teeth.

    "In that case, the old slave can only offend!"

    In the hands of the old slave, a delicate Pagoda with thin fingers suddenly flew out. It quickly magnified in the air and finally turned into a high tower.

    The tower has seven floors, and the four eaves and corners of each floor are slightly upturned. There are Xuanwu sculptures of green dragon, white tiger, vermilion and Finch, facing the guard.

    Tian xiner was caught off guard and was suppressed under the tower.

    "You old man, let your aunt out quickly!"

    Tian xiner was trapped in the tower. She was surprised to find that she couldn''t break free for a while!

    "Miss Xin''er, don''t struggle! This is a forbidden weapon that can be cast three times. Each time you cast it, there will be a crack in the interior of the pagoda. If it is exhausted three times, it will become invalid! But Rao is so. It took too much money to refine this forbidden weapon.

    Unless in this dense forest world, miss Xin''er can show her strength beyond nature without being suppressed by rules, otherwise, the pagoda will be almost unbreakable! "

    The old slave''s voice was gloomy, with a trace of pride.

    What about the saint of the demon sect? In front of taiyijian sect, don''t you still suffer losses?

    "But don''t worry, miss Xin''er. I won''t do anything to miss Xin''er! As long as I kill Fang Yue, who insulted the name of taiyijian sect, I will naturally put away the pagoda and apologize to miss Xin''er!"

    Tian xiner bombed indiscriminately in the pagoda, and all kinds of means were exhausted.

    But everything was useless. It was really difficult for her to break free from the shackles of the pagoda and escape from heaven.

    "Hey, Fang Yue, now you don''t have the saint of Tianmo sect to be your patron. I think how can you survive!"

    The old slave looked at Fang Yue as if a big gray wolf had seen the ownerless sheep. His eyes glowed green. He was very excited about Fang Yue''s magic weapon that could hold six Zhang old trees just now!

    "In fact, the proposal I just made is still valid. As long as you surrender now and kneel down to die, I can consider giving you a decent way to die!"

    The old slave said with his chin slightly raised. It seemed to be a great gift and the greatest reward to Fang Yue.

    "You old cook, come and kill me if you can! Don''t talk! You know what? I hate people like you who talk but don''t practice!"

    Fang Yue didn''t show the slightest fear. On the contrary, he was very excited. He seemed to be ready to do a big job!

    "Boy, you''re toasting instead of penalty!" the old slave''s face became gloomy and began to talk? No one has ever satirized him like this.

    "Hey, I''m allergic to alcohol and never drink! No matter what toasts and penalties you have, don''t eat them all!"

    Fang Yue''s more and more publicity, this is in the naked ridicule, attracting hatred!

    The old slave looked dark. Without saying a word, he took a step forward and wanted one hand to suppress Fang Yue, so that he could know the end of offending himself and Taiyi.

    The old man''s palm moved and zoomed in in the sky.

    In the twinkling of an eye, the old palm, like the size of a millstone, fell on Fang Yue!

    Fang Yue stood still, and a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth.

    With a wave of his palm, the nine pole array flag fell and fell into nine different directions.

    A flame burst out!

    The blue flame soared to the sky, and the earth fire moved and burned the fields.

    The old man''s palm turned gray in an instant. It is impossible for him to exert too much power at the peak of the day after tomorrow.

    On the contrary, the ground fire hooked by the array flag is unrestricted. It roars wantonly and burns everything!

    This is Tianwei, irresistible!

    "No!" the old man''s eyes were about to crack. He watched his hands burned. His magic tablet hand was completely broken, which means that he can''t show it again from now on!

    "Boy, I''ll kill you!"

    The old man''s Tibetan green Taoist robe glittered. The light of this robe temporarily resisted the wanton spread of the ground fire.

    This is a magic weapon with unknown rank. Even under the suppression of the rules of this dense forest, it can still exert great power.

    This is the old man''s card. At the same time, the corners of his mouth are twitching. This treasure coat is handed down from his ancestors. Even the means of congenital peak are very broken, but in this heaven and earth, the function of the treasure coat is suppressed. Even if it temporarily resists the burning of the earth fire, there is still a power to burn people''s hearts and souls. What''s more, it is even more deadly, Forcibly stimulate the power of treasure clothes, resulting in its service life greatly reduced.

    Originally, it would not be a problem for another 180 years. But under the suppression of the dense forest world rules, it''s good if it can be used twice!

    This is a life-saving thing. It''s valuable.

    The old man''s heart is dripping blood.

    If you don''t kill Fang Yue today, I''m sorry for the treasure coat on him.

    The old man pulled out the long sword around his waist. The light of the sword was cold, and the shadow of the sword fell, like a meteor falling from the sky.

    "Taiyijianzong, Heavenly Immortal!"

    The old man was murderous and forced to stimulate the blood in his body. He is going to kill Fang Yue!

    Fang Yue was not flustered and dissatisfied, so he stepped back.

    At his feet, the array patterns were activated.

    A blue light curtain blocked the old man''s sword Qi.

    With a Ding, the light curtain trembled slightly, and then blocked the old man''s tianwaixian!

    The world is full of array patterns, and there are geomantic Jedi everywhere. Every inch of soil is soaked with amazing killing opportunities. Even if only one ten thousandth of the power is activated, it can easily strangle the strong in the innate environment!

    "This is my main battlefield. Since your old stick is here, don''t go!"

    Fang Yue sneered. This sword sect deceived people too much and tried to kill him again and again. Do you really think he is a soft squeezed persimmon?

    The old man roared: "you have the ability to fight martial arts and Taoism! What ability is it to rely on the array?"

    "You old man, don''t be shameless. How many years have you been practicing, and the labor and capital have only practiced for a few days! Give me ten years, and the labor and capital will suppress you with one finger!"

    Fang Yue scolded each other. He was more afraid of anyone than fighting!

    Tian xiner in the pagoda is quiet.

    She found that Fang Yue could deal with the old slave of taiyijian sect himself. And judging from the situation, Fang Yue seems to have the upper hand.

    Such a result was a little surprising. She thought she had high regard for Fang Yue, but she underestimated him in the end.

    "The array mage is really unfathomable. Even if his cultivation is poor, once he comes to a specific occasion, he is not afraid of all his enemies. No matter whether you are an old man or a peerless Tianjiao, you can kill them all and make them hate!"

    Tian xiner said to herself, and a stunning light bloomed in her eyes.

    She was determined to bring Fang Yue into her camp at all costs.

    "Taiyi sword sect, wanjian Chaozong!"

    The old slave once again stimulated the residual blood in his body, and his waist stood up as if he were going to return to the peak state.

    The tide of Qi and blood fell, and ten thousand sword light fell from the sky!

    Ding Ding Dong!

    Countless sword lights, as fine as rain, fell on the cyan barrier. The cyan barrier would shake slightly every time it was hit by the silver sword light. However, when 10000 sword lights fell, the cyan barrier always shook, but there were no cracks.

    The sword rain dispersed, and the old slave coughed up blood. His face was as white as a piece of white paper. His life is not much, his blood is withered, and his means just now are the last reflection!

    "Ha ha, you can''t kill me, you can''t kill me!"

    Fang Yue twisted his ass with old slave deser under the blue light curtain.

    The old slave was so angry that he vomited black blood.

    "I see. All this is Fang Yue''s intention! This array is flawed. It should only be able to defend passively, not attack actively! Fang Yue wants to exhaust the strength of taiyijianzong old slaves in this way and win without war!"

    Tian xiner in the pagoda talks to herself. But the voice fell on the old slave''s ear without a word.

    "Worthy of being the saint of the demon sect, she is smart!"

    Fang Yue gave a thumbs up and praised.

    The old slave is dying of anger! No wonder Fang Yue didn''t want to beat him so much. He was trying to win over hatred and deliberately let himself do it.

    The old slave''s eyes were black. I pity him for his shrewdness. He was planted in the hands of Fang Yue, a suckling boy.

    "Wait for me. I''ll cut you alive sooner or later!"

    The old slave turned and wanted to go, because he saw cracks on the edge of his exquisite pagoda.

    Tian xiner, after all, is the saint of the Tianmo sect. Even if it is forbidden, she can''t be trapped until Tian xiner gets out of trouble. It''s hard for him to go.