This is not a small dust out of the frenzy, not too overestimated Xu North, but the fact is.

Others do not know Xu Beiyou's current ability, the dust can now see one or two, after all, he was also expected to fly the great friar, even if the realm is not as good as the past, but the eye is still there, after Xu Beiyou blocked his sleeve, he can conclude that at this time Xu North travel's combat power, but also beyond the same realm of eighteen-story martial.

That sleeve, seems to be an understatement, in fact, as Xu Beiyou said, there is a complete small world in the sleeve, that is, the so-called sleeve, under the weight of a small world on one side, no less than the top of Mount Tai, even if the martial arts are not easy to carry without damage, but Xu North travel partial to carry, just back to more than ten miles away, it is not a little.

This kind of body alone is enough to make people jealous and more reminiscent of two statements.

The big bottle.

The purple gold body.

Xu Beiyou has a big bottle is nothing, this is already known, but when did he learn the purple gold body of the clear vein?

Is it related to the purple mark on his eyebrow?

In this regard, the dust dare not make an assertion that the current Xu North Tour is undoubtedly foggy in his eyes, making it difficult to touch the depth, but one thing he can be sure of is that the current Xu North Tour has not really taken that step and become a cloud figure on the 18th floor.

Since there is no such step, then the dust has the confidence to leave something on Xu Beiyou.

In fact, Xu Beiyou really did not know how to kill this person without being unscathed.

But that doesn’t mean there’s no other way around.

Xu Beiyou breathed a lightly, raised the fairy in his hand, pointed to the dust, and said in a deep voice: "If you are willing to die, I will fulfill you."

...

The candles are cold, and the light is still open.

Why not the sun?Only the north wind is angry.

The snowflakes of Yanshan are as large as the table, and the pieces are blowing down the Xuanyuan platform.

This is the scene of heavy snow in Yanzhou depicted by Qinglian Sword Xian in the north wind, which may be slightly exaggerated, but it is not so exaggerated in the northwest.

At this point, it was snowing.

It is also snowing.

Standing in the city, Zhang No disease looked up again, and only one eye was a white sky because of the snow, and no longer saw the sea of clouds.

Compared with many cities in the Central Plains, the walls of the city in the land of the hundred battles are particularly majestic and tall, this once several ancient capitals, the original world, now become the northwestern border plug, faded away the former glory, like a sharp man, standing between heaven and earth.

No matter how much snow can't drown this city, at most it's just a layer of white.

Zhang no disease reached out to pick up a few pieces of snow almost as big as the palm of his hand, suddenly want to recite a few words about the snow, you can think of it, and finally hold out a sentence, "the river is general, the wellhead black hole."The yellow dog is white, the white dog is swollen."

At this time, Li Shentong also ran to the head of the city, just heard these few poems of Zhang Xianxiang, and praised them without sincerity, "good poetry, good poetry."

Zhang was not sick, and explained with some embarrassment: "We, the rough people who lead the war, are really not good at literary and cultural things."

Li Shentong unceremoniously punctured: "You are always looking young, in fact, is already 80 years old, so many years down, even if it is not a matter of paper, you should read a few poems, not to mention that you have not brought soldiers in the middle for decades, in the official field, is idle at home, if it is because of the soldiers are not literary, I am afraid to say go?" 」

Zhang was speechless and had to turn the topic and say, “What are you doing here?”

Li Shentong looked at him and said with a deep voice: "Of course, to see how Master defeated and defeated his enemies, our sword cultivation, and watch the enemy's battles, are the most beneficial to strengthen their own sword practice."

This time, Zhang Zhang unceremoniously reached out and patted Li Shentong's brain, laughing and scolding: "Although this is a good thing, but also to see their own a few pounds or two, you do not even have the realm of the earth fairy, you want to observe the sword of the 18th floor of the sword fairy to the sword road?"I'm afraid it's just a sword-breathing wave that can leave your boy's bones alive."

Zhang Xianxi threw away the snowflakes in his hand, "the sword fairy in this realm, even compared with the legendary fairy realm, is not much different, it is said that the gods fight mortals suffered, even if you want to point the finger, or judge the full extent, that is also more than the realm of the earth fairy 16th floor, otherwise I am afraid that there is no qualification to even watch the battle."

Zhang Wuxi looked at Li Shentong, "Your master deliberately flew for nine days to fight, just in order not to offend the innocent."

Li Shentong looked up and could only see the faint and white sky, but as for the rest, nothing could be seen, and the sound of the wind coming with the heavy snow in his ear could not be heard.

Li Shentong muttered, "I really want to be able to fight with people for nine days, this is the fairy style."

Zhang no disease for this little ghost big little guy has no bad feelings, but subconsciously want to use words to ease their own tension and uneasiness, if usual, Zhang no disease will not do so much this thing, but will not be boring to chant any poetry, you can feel the nine days of the faint of the fierce air machine collision, it is difficult for him to sit in the northwest of the town of the general, it is difficult to be indifferent.

Zhang No sick gently said, “Then you have to go the long way.”Some people, like your master, can walk to the top of the mountain in just a few years.But some people, like me, and countless monks in this world, may not be able to see the end of their lives.But your master's kind, after all, is still a minority, 500 years may not be able to come out of one, even if you have the qualifications to go to the end of the road, it will take a very long time."

Li Shentong calmly said, "I understand this truth, but I want to be like Master."

Zhang Wuyi said, "If you have the ability, say this to your master."

Li Shentong laughed, “Don’t dare.”

Zhang Wuxi laughed, “Xu Beiyou, this old-fashioned teacher, how to receive such a student of yours.”

Li Shentong was about to speak, and a silent thunder suddenly sounded nine days ago.

The reason why it was silent was because the ordinary soldiers on the city had not heard it at all.

But for the monks who have been trained, this thunderstorm really exists.

Li Shentong was directly shocked by this thunderstorm to sit on the ground, the lower Dantian gas sea and Zhongdan Tian gas palace in the gas engine was directly scattered, swimming in the body everywhere, for a while it is difficult to gather, even if it is not sick, but also had to reach out and hold the heart, suppress the severe atrial tremor.

Lee was pale.

This is just a fallout, if it is really immersive, what kind of sight should it be?