Liuyun Zhenren held the wine gourd in one hand and the roast chicken in the other hand, eating it with big mouthfuls, and sipped a sip of wine from time to time.

Not every monk likes to practice hard and meditation. He Liuyun Zhenren is not jealous of food, wine, and fame in the world. He is willing to enjoy these things that most Jindan monks abandon as if they are walking.

"Isn't this life just a pleasure? Every day, I practice with a clear mind and few desires in the mountains every day. Even if my cultivation is high, what's the point of living? How many people in this world can truly achieve immortality."

True Man Liuyun shook his head and sighed, then sighed, "How great it would be if he had no disaster and was not given up. It would be carefree, that would be the life that gods should live."

"Don't care, I, Master Liuyun, still has more than 800 years of good life. Why do you think so much?" Master Liuyun, who is 1,200 years old, has just passed the reincarnation of the Golden Elixir Stage, and has increased its life by 1,000 years, but now it has only been more than 200 years.

"Zhengman Liuyun, I'm under the Chishui Sword. I have heard that Liuyun's sword skills are exquisite. I'm here to challenge them. I'll see you." At this time, a voice came to his ears.

The face of Liuyun changed. He quickly got up from the cushion, swallowed the roast chicken in his hand, and came to the high altitude outside. A figure in red dress and red hair was waiting quietly here.

Liuyun Temple is already cloudy and misty, and the location here is higher than before. At this moment, the mortals below cannot see both unless they have excellent eyesight.

True Man Liuyun instantly felt the demonic aura on the person in front of him, and his face suddenly turned bitter. It was already unlucky enough to encounter a challenge from a martial arts fanatic. What's even more unlucky is that the martial arts fanatic in front of him is still a monster, and if he gets angry, he might do something.

He went through the Taoist script and said, "Does this fellow Taoist from the demon clan have any misunderstandings? I'm not good at fighting, so I'm afraid it's not suitable to be a challenger for fellow Taoists."

"Stop talking nonsense, either show your real skills to fight someone, or a sword will split your temple in half!"

Without saying a word, the tiger dragon took out the Blood Frost Sword and slashed at the head of the Master Liuyun. The huge red sword energy flew out instantly, dozens of meters long.

This sword, the tiger dragon, almost used the cultivation level of the demon pill to the extreme. If this true man Liuyun had no real ability, he deserved it if he was slashed by this sword.

Seeing that the red sword energy was about to fall on Master Liuyun, he pinched the clouds beside him and grabbed a wisp of white mist. The white mist turned into a long sword.

laugh!

Master Liuyun stabbed out with a sword, just pressing against the red sword energy slashed out by the tiger dragon. The red sword energy that was originally about to slash Master Liuyun suddenly collapsed and dissipated in the air.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be too much. The clay man is still angry. Although I am not good at fighting, I will not make friends with my life."

After holding a long sword in hand, Zhenren Liuyun's temperament became much sharper, and his originally white and fat figure seemed to become taller.

"What you want is exactly what you are trying hard."

The tiger dragon's body suddenly disappeared from its original place, and the face of Liuyun Zhenren's face condensed, and the long sword in his right hand suddenly slashed towards the side.

clang!

This sword just stood against the Blood Frost Sword that the tiger dragon slashed, and the sword blade slashed along the Blood Frost Sword, slashing the tiger dragon's body.

The tiger dragon suddenly pulled the sword apart, but the sword was removed by Master Liuyun using his exquisite skills and stabbed him again.

His heart was shaking, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot. He relied on his own speed to avoid the attack, and looked at Liuyun Zhenren with vigilance in his eyes.

Although he had used the sword for so long, he didn't have much skill. Facing a monk like Liuyun, who had achieved something in the swordsmanship, was like a layman.

It is difficult to compare with the opponent's opponent by relying on his first turn of strength without using magical magic.

In the situation just now, if the close combat between them continues,

He is really afraid...

I will be unable to help but use my true strength to beat the other party to death.

"Haha, fellow Taoist should go back. Although my sword skills are only at the level of entry, I am still a little sure of dealing with fellow Taoist."

Liuyun Zhenren was calm and composed. He originally heard the tone of the tiger dragon, but he thought he was a fighting monster who improved himself by constantly challenging others.

This kind of existence is generally very powerful, and he doesn't want to do anything before he finds out the details.

But after the simple battles just now, he can now confirm that the opponent's swordsmanship is just a scumbag.

Although it is possible that he has learned some good sword moves, the opponent is quite awkward and tender when using them. If he is not physically strong and has high cultivation, even his disciples can beat the opponent.

The tiger dragon was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he picked up his sword and slashed. This time, his behavior was even more risky than just now. Several times, Liuyun Zhenren really stabbed his body.

If he ignores the true strength of both, he is completely abused by relying on swordsmanship alone.

However, due to the huge physical gap between the two, Liuyun Zhenren did not cause any substantial damage to the tiger dragon.

Because the two fought, magic powers of different temperaments were dissipated, and these magic powers affected the surrounding clouds and mist.

The clouds and mist presented by the tiger dragon's magic power are red, with evil intentions and evil spirits that soar into the sky, while the clouds and mist presented by Liuyun Zhenren are no different from normal colors.

Because his magical character is white, he has a sense of peace and leisure, and the clouds and mists of these two temperaments are hedging and colliding with each other.

"Look, there is sunset above!" The pilgrim who came to Liuyun Temple to ask for divination saw the strange phenomenon in the sky above, pointed at the sky and said.

"You are crazy, now it's broad daylight, where does the sunset come from?" The companion next to him looked speechless, but he still looked in the direction of his finger.

This time I looked stunned, "It really... it really is."

The pilgrims who came to burn incense were talking, and some people bowed their heads and said, in their opinion, this was auspicious, and perhaps the god in the sky had appeared.

"Mom, why do I see two people in the sky fighting against counterfeiting?" A child said naively pointing to the two clouds that were stalking each other.

"Don't talk nonsense if the child doesn't understand." The child's mother was kneeling down. When she heard her child say this, she hurriedly covered his mouth.

More and more people's discussions have attracted the attention of monks in Liuyun Temple.

Xu Dan, the first disciple of Liuyun, happened to be saying something among the pilgrims. When he heard the discussion, he raised his head to look up to the sky. After seeing the scene in the sky, his face was stunned.

"Senior brother, someone is here to challenge him again." A female disciple said helplessly next to him. Since I don't know which guy spread the story of Liuyun's superb swordsmanship, there have been endless challenges.

Not only the monks from the birth continent came, but also the monks from the other continents were famous.

After all, Liuyun Temple is no better than other major sects. There are challengers, and other fellow disciples are blocking him. The Golden Pill Cultivator in the temple is Liuyun Zhenren, and every time he can only come forward to deal with him.

"This time the challenger's strength doesn't seem to be very strong, and it should end soon." Xu Dan said, looking at the man in red who had been hit by Liuyun Zhenren above.

"Maybe." The female disciple nodded.

However, what they did not expect was that Hu Jiao and Liuyun Zhenren fought for five days and five nights, and neither side used other magical powers during this period.

Hu Jiao deliberately honed his sword skills, and did this on purpose, while Liuyun Zhenren was so happy. After all, he was from a small sect, so he only had one sword technique. If he really used Taoist magic and magical powers to fight hard, the situation would probably be reversed immediately.

Just five days and five nights passed, and Liuyun Zhenren gradually became a little heavier from his original calmness and calmness, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

In five days and five nights, the opponent's swordsmanship has become more and more proficient from being toddlers, and he is becoming more and more proficient in using swordsmanship. Now he can fight with him with dozens of swords without revealing his flaws.

Although his sword skills were not as good as him, he made too fast. In just five days, it was almost equivalent to his years of hard practice.

Of course, this is not what Liuyun Zhenren is most worried about. What he is most worried about is the real strength of the guy in front of him.

After so long fighting, he no longer remembers how many times he had stabbed his body, but the other party's body was harder than ordinary magic weapons and could not be broken.

He had not thought about the key attack from the other party's mouth, nose and eyes, but whenever he had this idea and put it into practice, an extremely dangerous feeling always forced him to give up the next steps.

He is not a fool. This situation happened once or twice. Either the guy in front of him has an extraordinary origin and a powerful existence on the side to guard him, or the other party's real strength is not as simple as it is now.

But neither of these two situations is a good thing for him, and it means he can't afford to offend him.

This is also true that the guy in front of him was still fighting with the tiger dragon here while he was using him to hone his sword intent.

Of course, it was not completely unhealthy for him. While Hu Jiao used him as a whetstone, he also saw Hu Jiao's sword moves through.

The sword technique he used was something he had never seen before, which gave him more experience in swordsmanship and could barely be considered a bit of compensation.

clang!!

The tiger dragon stormed the blade that Master Liuyun stabbed over with a sword. He used a considerable force to this sword. Master Liuyun only felt a sank in his hand, and his body unconsciously retreated hundreds of meters.

"Thank you for the real person, I'm going to say goodbye." The tiger dragon bowed.

"No more fight?" Liuyun Zhenren was stunned.

"You can no longer bring me much improvement." Hu Jiao shook his head. With his actual speed and eyesight far beyond the opponent, his sword skills have been rapidly improved in the past five days, and the sword moves of Jifeng Jianlu have become more and more proficient in using them.

If at the beginning, Liuyun Zhenren could even sort out a sword score based on his actions, then now it is becoming increasingly impossible for him to see through his sword skills.

Although I can't compare with the old guy in front of me who has been practicing sword for thousands of years, I will not be completely abused with swordsmanship and have no power to fight back.

If you continue to fight with him, you may make progress over time, but how long will it take? He has no intention of wasting a lot of energy on the kendo, just thinking that it would be almost done.

True Man Liuyun hesitated for a while and also bowed to Hu Jiao. He had no racial opinion. After all, everyone from a small sect is the same when everyone comes.

Nodded at him, the tiger dragon used the wind escape technique to leave the place.

"Finally the fight was over." Not long after the fight above ended, the pilgrims and Liuyun Temple disciples below realized it.

After all, the red cloud that occupied a large area of ​​the sky suddenly disappeared, which was simply too obvious.

"I don't know who won." The female disciple murmured.

"It should be the master. Although the aura of that demon cultivator looks domineering, his swordsmanship is too unfamiliar. Even if he has made a lot of progress these days, he can't win the master with just swordsmanship." Xu Dan guessed.

After leaving Liuyun Temple, the tiger dragon found a random place, fled underground to sort out his gains, and practiced several moves from time to time.

After staying underground for five days, he flew out of the ground and prepared to go to Wanjian Sect to find Jian A San.

Just then, a light of inspiration flew towards him.

The tiger dragon's eyes moved, and he stretched out his hand to catch the light of inspiration.

A letter talisman appeared in his palm, and the tiger dragon looked at it. The letter talisman was sent by Xuanling.

There were some small things about Zhong Wushan. At the end, there was another thing. The Horned Bull Demon King who often sits in the ghost market was defeated by the monks of the Zhengtian Sect. The one who defeated him was the same person as the monk who took the bone marrow of the Deer Eater Demon King.

Moreover, after defeating him, the opponent took away his most precious pair of cow horns and the oxen in his belly. The horned cow demon king was severely injured and his strength was greatly damaged.

This is not the key, the key is that the Zhengtian Sect monk who caused all this was called Zhou Xiao.
To be continued...