Left foot or right foot walk?

The old Taoist thinks that this is something that cannot be calculated at all.

Because no matter what he counts, that person will not go according to his calculations.

If he calculates that the left foot goes first, the opponent will definitely go first with the right foot, and if he calculates that the right foot goes first, the other person may go first with the left foot.

The other party may not even walk on any foot, so he stands still.

"Daoyou doesn't seem to be able to calculate, then this disciple is obviously nonsense, if I made a ruthless move just now, he will be scattered, how can you accept him as an apprentice, so, since it has nothing to do with Daoyou, why do you bother to come forward, do you want to compete?"

Ye Zhiqiu was eager to try.

When his words fell, the old Taoist over there snorted, opened his mouth and spit out, it was a fairy sword.

"The two seniors are slow. ”

The cold frost on the side hurriedly spoke.

She never expected that things in the world would develop so strangely, and it was this blink of an eye that the two people in the Xuanmen were actually going to fight.

Why are the people in the Xuanmen in this world so angry? Everyone should slay the demons and eliminate the demons, instead of fighting among themselves.

However, obviously, neither Ye Zhiqiu nor the old Taoist had any interest in listening to Leng Shuang Ning's words, the old Taoist's fairy sword was already out of its sheath, and Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand, and the sky changed color, and infinite thunder gathered in his hand.

Up close, it's like even the air around you is being ionized.

The thunder was all over the sky, sizzling, gathering in Ye Zhiqiu's hands, and it seemed to have become Ye Zhiqiu's toy.

The old Taoist was shocked and laughed dryly. "Daoist friends, look at my fairy sword!"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it.

"Watch Poor Dao perform a sword flight!"

The old Taoist easily pulled Ouyang Han onto the sword, and the sword slipped away.

Slipped.

Ride the dust.

It's really fast.

That's beyond the speed of sound, and it has to reach 2000m/s.

"That's leaving?"

Many people watching the battle next to them looked at the old Taoist who had slipped away in a puff of smoke, and couldn't close their mouths in surprise, the so-called sword immortal master, just slipped away?

That's not how the story should be played!

It looks so hilarious.

Sword Immortal Sword Immortal, does this old Taoist still have the appearance of a Sword Immortal? This old Taoist is going to destroy the image of the Sword Immortal in their hearts!

However, when they looked at Ye Zhiqiu over there, they couldn't even open their eyes, they finally felt that this was not a funny thing, and the thunder in the sky could kill people.

"It's a shame that we run fast, or we'll die. ”

The old Taoist, who was already thousands of miles away, finally breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that it would be better to be more reasonable in the future, and not to act as soon as they met.

"Sword Immortal senior, can't you beat him too?"

Ouyang Han, who was pulled onto the fairy sword on the side, felt that he was very confused, and he was even more surprised.

"What is the name of the Sword Immortal senior, call me Master!"

The old Taoist knocked Ouyang Han with his hand, and Ouyang Han knelt down.

"Division...... Master?"

Ouyang Han felt as if he had encountered an opportunity, although this master didn't seem to be very powerful, but he was much more powerful than him.

"From today on, you will follow the teacher to learn the way of the fairy sword, as for that Taoist, you don't want to take revenge, especially you, you know?"

The old Taoist looked at the soul in his sleeve.

The weirdo wanted to refuse, but nodded anyway.

"Actually, it's not a loss, although I didn't win against him, but I accepted two disciples. ”

The old Taoist came back to his senses and felt that he had still earned, so his mood became happy again.

......

"It's boring. ”

Over there, Ye Zhiqiu harvested the thunder.

Only then was the person next to him able to open his eyes and look at Ye Zhiqiu.

"We wanted to stay here for the night, but couldn't. ”

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the housekeeper of Fengbo Village.

"Yes...... Yes!"

The housekeeper of Fengbozhuang was trembling when he spoke, and he actually refused a little in his heart, but how dare he.

"Then lead the way. ”

Ye Zhiqiu said lightly.

"Good...... Good. ”

......

"Zhiqiu, the rules of this world really don't make people feel safe. ”

In a room, Su Lingyu looked at this classical and ancient room, but she felt very uncomfortable.

In the modern world, there is almost no need to worry about staying in a hotel or something, as long as you book a regular hotel online, there is no doubt about security, but here, although the room here is very good, she still feels unsafe, she is always worried about some hidden dangers.

"I'm here and you're safe. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's divine sense saw everything in this room clearly, and there was no danger.

"You're sleepy, you go to sleep first. ”

Ye Zhiqiu said again.

"Aren't you sleeping?"

Su Lingyu felt that this question was a little embarrassing, as if she wanted Ye Zhiqiu to sleep.

"I haven't slept for a long time, and since I cultivated immortals, I have so much energy that I hardly need to rest. ”

Ye Zhiqiu didn't think too much, he looked at Su Lingyu who was sleeping in bed wrapped in clothes, and smiled slightly.

This girl came to another world, although she has some martial arts, but she still looks very fragile in her heart, just like a little girl.

Speaking of which, it is not an easy task to let this little girl sleep peacefully in this dangerous world.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and many people do things at night.

Because for those people, their energy will inevitably weaken at night, and if someone like Su Lingyu still wears a mask at this time in the modern world, for the assassins, if they really want to do something, the moment they put on the mask can make the girl die several times.

"Do you want to wear a mask?"

Ye Zhiqiu asked suddenly.

"Ah, Zhiqiu, did you bring it? I didn't. ”

Su Lingyu was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to ask this question.

"Of course I didn't, but I think washing my face with thunder water is probably similar to putting on a mask. ”

Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and made a move, and a river appeared in the void, and thunder flashed from time to time.

Ye Zhiqiu can be sure that there will be absolutely no microorganisms or anything in this Thunder River.

"Don't. I don't think I can stand it. ”

Su Lingyu glanced at it, then shook his head, looking aggrieved. "I felt like my skin couldn't stand it. ”

"After all, blowing bombs can be broken. But where am I going to hurt you?"

Ye Zhiqiu walked over, and the river followed.

"Would you like to wash your hands and try it?"

Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.

"Okay. ”

Su Lingyu put his hand in, and trembled violently, as if he had been electrified.

"How?"

Ye Zhiqiu asked with a smile.

"Seems good!"

Su Lingyu felt that she was sour and numb, but washing her hands in this river seemed to be able to strengthen her physique.

"That is, as a strong man, I can control my own strength very well, how can this river hurt you. ”

"I'm going to wash it too. ”

"Washing is healthier. ”