A fight, which seems boring to Devil Cry.

Their swordsmanship is not bad, but it is just good, in terms of swordsmanship alone, even the weakest disciples of the Missionary Pavilion can't compare, in the eyes of the ghost cry, not only slow, but also full of flaws.

Of course, all this is in the eyes of Ghost Cry, his vision is too high. For ordinary people in remote counties who have little knowledge, this is a feast of swordsmanship.

One of them is gorgeous, the other is swift, one is like a peacock, and the other is like a poisonous snake.

More than ten rounds later, Dong Tianci's arm was cut, and his opponent was also wounded in the neck, so a battle was over, and none of them wanted to die here.

Then, again, there is a tedious 10-person rotation battle.

In the end, the quota for both sides was finally determined.

Then, in the open space, huge wooden stakes were nailed to the ground, chains and ropes were connected, trapping an individual.

Hundreds, bustling and crowded, looked around in horror.

Whether it was the side of Dong Xianling or the side of the mob, they all looked at the sky with fanaticism in their eyes.

Together, there were nearly 2,000 people, each with a torch, and 2,000 torches gathered together, and several houses around them were set on fire. The snow on the ground melted, the cold around them was dispelled, and the blazing fire was reflected in everyone's eyes.

Call!

The wind was blowing in the sky, and the smoke was swirling rapidly.

Although the cat was cool for a while, and the cat was always cool, Ghost Cry put down the cat, stood up, and went to the window, holding the handle of the knife with his hand, it was time to get down to business.

The tanuki shook its head, screamed dissatisfiedly, glanced at the crackling fire, lowered its head and flowed out of the door, and disappeared into the night.

The call of Qi Qi resounded throughout the county.

"Greetings to the Flying Immortals, Greetings to the Flying Immortals, Greetings to the Flying Immortals......"

Old Chen watched this scene dumbfounded, and finally understood what they were about to do, and couldn't help but tremble.

He, in fear.

These guys have been carried away by the fanaticism, but as a half-outsider, Chen Lao can see very clearly that the so-called flying immortal must have jumped out of nowhere.

It is by no means an orthodox immortal, an orthodox immortal, you don't play this set.

There is something that is approaching.

Snowing?

No, not snow.

Chen Lao raised his hand and caught it, it was a feather, a white feather, like snow.

Chen Lao couldn't help but raise his head, and suddenly opened his mouth wide, and five words appeared in his heart: "Feather and ascend to immortal!"

A pair of huge wings, hovering in the sky, a figure wrapped in white feathers, in a pair of wings.

With the image, it is no wonder that it is called a flying immortal.

However, seeing this scene, Chen Lao and the ghost hiding in the shadows couldn't help but beat their eyelids at the same time.

Although Chen Lao is a businessman, he can also read, and he likes to read very much. Before the age of 30, he was illiterate, after the age of 30, he began to study, and when he was 40 years old, if it were not for the identity of a businessman, he would have already taken the test for the fame of a showman. And now Chen is nearly 70 years old, and his literary talent is even more amazing, and occasionally he can make a few poems when he is interested, which attracts a lot of applause from the students he sponsors.

He knows that there is an allusion to feathering and ascending to immortals, and he knows that feathering and ascending immortals definitely does not mean being covered with feathers and being like a birdman.

couldn't help but look at Dong Xianling, who was fanatical beside him, he had always heard that Dong Xianling was half illiterate, and he didn't believe it, but today, he believed it.

As for the ghost crying hidden in the shadows, he complained even more in his heart. He has really seen immortals, if immortals are like this, it would be too frustrating!

In the frenzied cheers of "Greetings to the Flying Immortals", this so-called Flying Immortal circled in the sky several times before slowly falling.

Compared with the fanatical believers, the people who were tied there as sacrifices were shocked and frightened, and wept together.

They have a lot of allusions about not knowing the feather and ascending to the immortal, but it doesn't prevent them from knowing what they are about to face.

This so-called flying immortal is by no means an immortal, and it is likely to be an unknown big monster.

Beside Chen Lao, Dong Xianling looked excited, he patted Chen Lao's shoulder, and said proudly: "The north wind is coming, the heaven and earth catastrophe is opened, and everything will be frozen, so the flying immortals will come, in order to save the world from danger, ten disciples will be accepted, teach the immortal law, and assist him." ”

It turned out that the quota that Dong Tianci and the person opposite were competing for just now was the quota that this Flying Immortal collected from his disciples.

In the face of the excited and proud Dong County Order, what else could Chen Long say, he could only show an embarrassed but polite smile: "Hehehe......"

"You are very good, you are a capable person. Dong County Ling made a look of eagerness: "In the future, you will follow the official, as long as the official is happy, he can also give you some panacea to protect your youth." ”

Chen Lao: Embarrassed.

It was also difficult for him, he obviously looked like a Maitreya Buddha, but he was also forced to have this expression by Dong County's words.

He looked at Dong Xianling's gaze, as if he was looking at a dead man, no, a guy who was even more miserable than a dead man.

These 10 places, where is a good thing, it's just a deadly thing, and it's a shame that they are fighting so hard.

Ghost Cry looked at the flying fairy who was slowly landing, estimated the distance, and finally acted.

He jumped out of the window, used the turtle breath technique to the extreme, held the handle of the knife, and got into the crowd, most of the people's eyes were attracted by the flying immortals, and the ghost cried and approached silently.

Dong County Ling was still bragging over there, and he boasted about the strength of Feixian: "You don't know, Wang Beilin, who is known as the number one swordsman in Zhangbei County, is powerful, but he was killed by Feixian with a wave ......of his hand ten zhang away."

The corners of Chen Lao's mouth twitched, revealing an ugly smile, and he felt a pang of shame in his heart. I actually planted it in the hands of such a person.

The first swordsman of a county, what is there to brag about?

Bashu swordsmen, as many as carp crossing the river.

And among them, the powerful ones went out of Shu, or joined the army, or entered the rivers and lakes, and laid a great name and were admired. The second class gathered in the state city of Bashu, sharpened their swords, and fought for a wealth or a reputation with their lives.

And those who stay in the county, especially those in this remote county, are mostly the kind of defeated dogs who can't compete with other swordsmen, and finally return to their hometowns, and with their knowledge and experience, they take the name of the first swordsman in a certain county.

With such a good look, Dong Xianling really thought it was amazing.

Shame, shame!

Chen Lao was heartbroken, and he wandered the rivers and lakes for decades, but he didn't expect it to end in such a humiliating ending, which he couldn't have imagined.

At this moment, a figure flew up from the crowd, and he stepped on the heads one by one, and quickly approached the fluttering flying immortals.

The Flying Immortal seemed to sense his arrival and waved his hand. However, the figure did not fly upside down as expected. Instead, he pulled out his long knife.

The brilliant sword light swept through the sky like a meteor, piercing through the Flying Immortal's chest in an instant.

The figures were staggered, and the feathers with blood suddenly exploded, fluttering and sprinkling.

This so-called flying immortal fell headlong and landed on the ground with his face.

"Ga!" Dong County, who was talking endlessly, was like a duck whose neck was choked, his eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were about to bulge out.

All the believers were stunned and looked at this scene with a broken face.

Flying Immortals, dead?