In the woods, the silence is terrible.


    Huazun looks at the young man with a long sword in his hand in front of him and falls into thinking.


    After carefully studying every detail, I found that the more I thought about it, the more I felt terrible about the young Jian Xiu in front of me.


    Especially the strange fire just appeared.


    Even though he was still far away, he felt frightened in the phagocytosis that broke out at that moment.


    Now the young man, holding the sword in his backhand, was ready to make another move.


    "Just a moment!" The painter said suddenly.


    Xiao Yao looks at Huazun with a playful look in his eyes, but he is not worried. He also wants to know what the other side has.


    However, what he said next made him unexpected.


    "If I don''t kill you, the battle will be over. Besides, I will give you a real treasure, how about it?" Hua Zun said, "you know, an immortal Zun can only refine five real treasures at most, and each one is the flesh of his heart."


    Xiao Yao thought about it and said with a smile, "how about we take a step back?"


    "Oh?" Hua Zun looked at Xiao Yao with great interest and asked, "what do you mean?"


    "Don''t say that I won''t kill you. I have to take away your life, but I''ll step back. I''ll take two real treasures from you. How about that?" Xiao Yao said.


    Hua Zun is going to be pissed off by Xiao Yao.


    What''s this? Step back?


    "Are you being unreasonable?" Hua Zun said with a gloomy face.


    Xiao Yao smiles more happily.


    Then, smile a convergence, eyes filled with murder.


    "Before, I wanted to reason with you fairies. You didn''t want to reason with me. You said I was a mole ant. You said that ordinary people like me were not qualified to reason with you. I said that big fists were the truth. I recognized it by holding my nose. Now I can put my sword around your neck. Your fairies'' words have changed again. You said that you want to reason with me. All the shameless things in the world have been done, What else can I do? "


    The more Xiao Yao said, the more angry he was.


    Then there was another sword.


    Hua Zun has a toothache.


    He suddenly realized that in fact, the young man in front of him always had spare strength. Otherwise, with the other side''s fire and sword skills, even if it was not easy to kill himself directly, it would be no problem to force himself to have no way back.


    But the young man didn''t seem to want to use fire to deal with himself. He just relied on his sword.


    Now he can handle it.


    But the intention of the other side, but caused him a lot of psychological pressure.


    As long as he is not a fool, he can understand that the other party is not in a hurry to kill him, but wants to use him to practice sword.


    This is a shame for an immortal.


    When did the fairies come to such a state?


    So that, at this time, his hand holding the brush was shaking slightly.


    The more I think about it, the more trouble I feel. It''s like I used to walk the dog with a rope in the evening, but now he finds that the dog has a collar around his neck and starts to walk him.


    It''s not humiliation. What is it? In the past, they used to play with other people, but now they have become other people to play with them. Such a big contrast really has a great impact on the immortal. Maybe for a long time, there is no way to get out of the shadow.


    If Xiao Yao knew what Huazun thought at this time, he would shake his head and feel that the other party thought too much.


    How could he let the painter out of the wilderness?


    In the ancient wasteland, in the sword mountain, he has an advantage, but the three clans of immortals, demons and demons have a great disadvantage.


    Their accomplishments have been suppressed.


    This is naturally a great opportunity for Xiao Yao. Otherwise, if he is outside, let alone confronting xianzun head-on, his first reaction must be to run away with his feet. Unless his brain is broken, he will choose to fight with each other. It must be xianzun crushing him.


    But this is the ancient wasteland, the sword mountain.


    Such an opportunity is really rare. If we don''t take advantage of this time to kill more immortal and demon kings, Xiao Yao will surely regret to die when this opportunity is over.


    Moreover, this is also his once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to improve his own cultivation.


    Have a few life and death battles with these bigwigs, maybe you can get some treasures and so on.


    You''re not going to lose, are you?


    Therefore, Xiao Yao still cherishes such an opportunity.


    This is also the reason why he is not willing to kill the other party directly with Yihuo and Chunqiu sword.


    "Well, I''d like to see how capable you are to be so sure to kill me!" Said Hua Zun.


    While waving the spring and autumn sword, Xiao Yao sarcastically said: "look at you, you wanted to carry my head before and want to go back to enjoy it. Now? But I''m just thinking about my whole body


    Hua Zun, who had been exposed, was as angry as if he had been torn off a fig leaf.


    After all, it''s worse than killing him to make him admit that he''s no match for a magic soldier.


    At first, he was really full of confidence, but even he didn''t know why the other party could completely lose his original confidence in such a short time.


    Huazun never doubted that there were some talents who could understand the truth, but in his opinion, such talents would never appear in the demons!


    "What a big tone. Today, I have to kill you!" As he spoke, Hua Zun stepped back.


    It''s a bit of a face bash.


    However, Huazun soon found a good reason for himself.


    He said to himself in his heart, after all, he is now in the wilderness, and his strength has been suppressed. Therefore, even if he really suffered losses, there is no reason.


    When he thought about it, he felt much more relaxed.


    Xiao Yao didn''t pay too much attention to each other, but he was walking faster and faster.


    The foot of the sword is Xuanbu, and the Qi of the sword is upside down like a waterfall. It''s fragmentary and neat, without any gap.


    The frequency of brush waving in Huazun''s hand is also faster and faster, and his heart is more and more surprised.


    He was shocked to find that his enemy''s sword Qi was still climbing.


    It''s like a steep mountain.


    Finally, he drew a huge shield, blocking in front of him. It seems that it is his last retreat.


    "Evil people, I will kill you when we meet one day!" As he spoke, the painter drew a fine horse and rode away.


    Xiao Yao''s three swords just managed to break the huge shield. Seeing the escaped painter, he burst out laughing.


    It turns out that the xianzun of Xianzu is just like this.


    He whistled, and the electric tiger came rushing.


    "Don''t run away, but the painted horse, you don''t want face, I still want face." Xiao Yao patted the huge tiger''s head and said.


    The electric tiger roared, and its hooves galloped and rolled up the dust.


    In the blink of an eye, it drew close to the painting statue riding on the ink horse.


    Hua Zun''s face suddenly changes and he keeps drawing swords to stop Xiao Yao''s pursuit.


    Even if we can''t kill each other, it''s good to delay ourselves.


    Now he just wants to join up with the fairies, so that he will be safe.


    He didn''t believe that he could not chop the young man under the horse by joining hands with those fairies.


    No, it''s under the tiger!


    Xiao Yao stroked the spring and autumn sword in his hand. Although the speed of the electric tiger was very fast, it was extremely stable.


    Xiao Yao doesn''t need to think hard to keep balance.


    The grain on the spring and autumn sword is caressed, and the gully is clear. It is cool and cool. It flows into my heart.


    He took a long breath.


    Finally, the speed was almost there. He suddenly stepped on his feet and jumped into the air.


    The light of the sword is scattered like the flowers of heaven.


    It''s not grand, but it''s not too small. The edge of the sword is exposed, and countless branches and leaves are rolled up.


    Xiao Yao''s speed in the air suddenly increased a lot, such as walking against the wind.


    "Come down here!" With a big drink, Xiao Yao has come to the back of Huazun. Without waiting for the other party to mention the brush, he will be killed in the first World War.


    A little bit at the foot of the painter fell under the horse. How could the ink horse bear the power of the sword? It immediately collapsed into ink.


    Xiao Yao''s sword flower turned over and killed the painting statue with another sword.


    "Go away!" Hua Zun gave a roar, and the brush drew a sledgehammer.


    Xiao Yao blocked the attack, but his face showed an imperceptible sneer.


    Hua Zun did not recall it, but he noticed that there was a blazing heat behind him.


    At the moment when he turned his face, he saw a cluster of small flames.


    The fire darted around and swallowed the body completely under the ferocious gaze of the painter.


    In fact, it''s not difficult for Huazun to detect the strange fire in ordinary times, but he had been dealing with Xiao Yao''s sword Qi with all his heart before, where he noticed the strange fire behind him.


    The new fire integrated with the fire of sword and furnace is much more domineering than any other fire, otherwise it is difficult to entangle a painter.


    When the painter raised his brush and wanted to wave ink, half of his body had been swallowed up. He had no time to take a breath and was completely swallowed up.


    To ashes, only in the ashes also placed a brush.


    Xiao Yao bent down and picked up the brush.


    "This brush is unusual. Even if it''s a strange fire, it can''t swallow it. It''s a little interesting." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "originally, he wanted to practice more swords. Who knows that this painter is so brave, but he wants to run."


    Shaking his head, he played the role of electric tiger again.


    "Go back, by the way, and see the next prey." Xiao Yao''s voice is rather cold. The tiger shakes its big head and looks arrogant, as if Xiao Yao was not the one who killed xianzun before, but it was him. When they returned to the previous place, the blood fog demon king did not show up, but focused on the rest of those fairies. There is another immortal who is powerful. Before he left, Xiao Yao told them not to do anything and wait for him to come back so as not to scare the snake. The Lord of blood fog knows what Xiao Yao means. From the beginning, Xiao Yao didn''t want to let any of the fairies go. However, Xiao Yao is more intelligent. He doesn''t want to kill in one breath, but wants to break it one by one. Kill a painting master first, for these fairies, even if half of their vitality is cut off.