Me, sword fairy!

————But some people know it.

For example, someone with blue hair and black robe.

For example, Su Wangyou, who had seen Su Changge use this trick in the chaotic desert.

"This is..." Su Wangyou's eyes widened, and finally spit out seven words, "Three hundred billion meteors cut through."

Time seemed to be stopped, and people watched as golden spots of light popped out from around them, and then they continued to gather in Su Changge's hands.

Countless points of light gathered together, condensing a bow and an arrow.

The billions of streamers kept condensing and condensing, even if the bows and arrows were completely formed, they never stopped.

Countless streamers gathered on Su Changge's body.

Su Changge opened his bow.

The extent of his pull is so small that it makes people wonder whether the bow and arrow can be shot successfully.

"Three hundred billion--"

Su Changge raised his head and time returned to normal.

"Meteor breaks through!!"

The arrow came out of the string, colliding with the torrent of ink.

The boundless light enveloped the world, the extremely dazzling light shining on every corner of the battlefield, everyone closed their eyes in pain.

Even Su Wangyou and others are no exception.

————Only one man with blue hair and black robe still keeps his eyes open.

[Su Changge...I remember you.

For a long time, for a long time.

The light faded.

People opened their eyes.

Thousands of words become one sentence.

Su Changge was standing, while Jiang Tairan was lying down.

This is enough.

Su Changge stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on his left cheek, then sat on the ground slowly, and said to Jiang Tairan, who was lying on the ground on the other side, "Can you still stand up?"

"I can't stand up." Jiang Tairan answered honestly: "But you are too ugly, or let Su Wangyou help me. It would be better if I could use my back."

"Oh, dream." Su Changge mocked. Even so, he stretched out his hand and released a stream of light to send Jiang Tairan to the Taoist seat.

Then Su Changge gasped for a few times before shouting loudly, "Zu Guang's method of cultivation should be more than that, right?"

He looked up, with an inexplicable cold light in his eyes.

"Is there any better fight?!"

Chapter 26 Spread your wings and fly (13)

"Senior Sister..." The little girl squatted on the ground, her big eyes gleaming with compassion, she looked at Jiang Tairan who was adjusting her breath, and said: "My face is all shame..."

Jiang Tairan opened his eyes and smiled bitterly: "There is no way, this Su Changge's talent is so terrifying, he actually studied law, pill, body, talisman, formation at the same time - and looking at him, it seems that it is still half of it. Jian Xiu, facing this kind of opponent, losing is not unacceptable."

"Hey~" the little girl said dissatisfied: "Sister, how can you help outsiders to speak? Shouldn't you say something cruel at this time?"

Jiang Tairan touched the little girl's head, but stopped talking.

The little girl's eyes rolled around, and suddenly she had an idea. She hurriedly found a reason and left the seat of Taoism and headed towards the seat of Shenluo Sect.

Taoism and Shenluo Sect belong to generational friendship, and both are superpowers that have been passed on for many years.

The little girl was taken care of by Jiang Tairan when she was in Taoism, but as soon as she arrived in the Shenluo Sect, she immediately exposed the nature of her demon king.

"Li Buwu, Li Buwu, Li Buwu!" the little girl yelled around. She grabbed a disciple of Shenluo Sect and asked, "Where is your little uncle?"

The disciple of Shen Luozong obviously had suffered from this little girl's loss, and his face turned pale at the moment, and he stammered: "Little Master is sleeping in the inn outside. He told us to let us after the war began. Call him again."

Without waiting for the little girl to speak, the disciple of Shenluo Zong continued: "That inn is called Tianmen Inn. After going out from the exit, you can find him two hundred meters westward. He is in Room 12 of Tianzi."

"..." The little girl was silent for a while, and said quietly: "You are so familiar, I can't find a reason to fuck you."

The Shenluo Sect disciple laughed awkwardly.

The little girl quickly let go of the disciples of Shenluo Sect, and after leaving the battlefield in the different space, she soon found the Tianmen Inn. She walked in and found Tianzi Room 12 without stopping.

The little girl opened the door gently, but suddenly a sword was placed on her neck.

Then the sword was quickly taken back, and its speed even made the little girl think it was an illusion.

"What's the matter? Jiang Xiufi, don't go to see the Baju ceremony, what are you doing in my room, let me talk about it first, I have no interest in a girl your age."

Jiang Xiufi looked up and saw a young man in a large cyan robe. His expression was lazy. The black hair behind his back was tied up with a ribbon. The right chest of the cyan robe was engraved with a mysterious pattern.

He is Li Buwu, the little uncle of Shenluozong.

Li Buwu is also a legend.

In fact, the tianjiao of this generation--especially the sixteen people counted by Qin Ziyin--are basically teenage girls in their teens and 20s, but there are exceptions, such as Li Buwu.

He is already two hundred years old.

For the fairyland, this is almost one-fifth of the life span of the entire life.

This Li Buwu was left in the countryside by his parents when he was a child, and happened to meet the world walking of the previous generation of Shenluo Zong - Yi Li Xingzhi.

Li Xingzhi adopted Li Buwu, took him back to the sect, and accepted him as a disciple.

Li Buwu was quick-witted and talented since he was a child. He reached the sage state at the age of only eight. The entire Shenluo Sect hoped that he could become the next generation of Shenluo Sect.

But since Li Buwu was eight years old, his realm has never been able to break through again. Not only the big realm, but even the small realm hasn't increased at all.

One card in this state is a full 150 years.

The life expectancy of the sage realm is only two hundred years. In addition, Li Buwu is only a low-level sage, 158 years old, which has almost become his limit.

That year, Li Buwu had gray hair, but his mentor Li Xingzhi was still outstanding.