Demon-catching Master

"Go back and tell Hong Jiugong that I, Bai Yimeng, will look for him later to settle the score!"

After the golden light disappeared, a very thin book flew into Cai Qilong's hands. On the book, the two words "III" were written.

The mysterious man blocking in front of Cai Qilong shouted, as his palm gently landed on's head, "Dream back to a thousand years!"

Cai Qilong's tiger body shook and the sword on his back automatically unsheathed itself, the tip of his foot tapped the ground, and he leapt up to catch the sword, rushing straight towards the alcoholic. The alcoholic felt a powerful Sword Qi slowly approaching him, opening his eyes in a flash, as fast as lightning, he arrived at Cai Qilong's back, with a flick of his hand, Cai Qilong saw that his own sword was flying high, he used the teleportation to take back his sword, and stood in front of the alcoholic.

The drunkard took another sip of his wine, shook his head and sighed, "Brat, swords are not for you to play with!"

Cai Qilong retorted and asked the drunkard Taoist, "What do you think, senior? May I ask where is this place, Senior? "

drunkard Taoist laughed crazily and said, "It doesn't matter what kind of place this is. You will know whether I have good opinions or not after reading it."

The drunkard also had a sword on his back. With the movement of his two arms, the treasured sword behind his back made a clanging sound, and the loud and clear sound of a sword could be heard from afar. In the instant that the sword was unsheathed, although Cai Qilong was standing in front of drunkard Taoist, he was shocked by the powerful Sword Qi released from drunkard Taoist's entire body.

Cai Qilong thought that today was his first time meeting an expert. Standing at the side, he had originally planned to ask drunkard Taoist why he was here, but for some reason, he found it hard to even breathe. This kind of pressure did not even appear on Hong Jiugong's body.

Cai Qilong knew that the dense Pure Yang Sword Qi could only be released by this expert.

The drunkard Taoist held his sword in his hand: "Little demon, it's fate for you and I to meet each other. I'll teach you a sword technique, look carefully!"

Under the scorching sun, within the mini wind array Formation, wherever the wind swept by, the peach blossoms would descend as well.

The drunkard Taoist rose up into the sky and looked down at the spinning sword, his sword still standing upright on the ground, he did not forget to drink the wine and turn, then threw the wine gourd to the side, and the direction of the sword started to change.

The drunkard Taoist said: The sword is the most important of all cold weapons, only when the sword moves with the body, when the heart and sword are one, can the sword fly!

With a "chi" sound, drunkard Taoist's sword flew out from his hand, and a wave of dense and strong Sword Qi swept up all the dirt and dirt.

With a tap of his toes, the drunkard landed his body on the sword before chanting: "One with the sword, ten thousand swords fly together!"

The drunk man's sword turned into a stream of white light and carried him straight into the clouds. When he returned, it was originally a sword, but now it had turned into countless swords, flying down from the sky. Cai Qilong watched intently.

Cai Qilong looked at the sword formation formed by the ten thousand sword qi, and could not help but think that this drunkard, the old Taoist, was even more powerful than Hong Jiugong!

Just as the drunkard's sword formation was about to touch the ground, he twisted his body and the sword formation immediately changed its direction, flying into the sky. drunkard Taoist then raised his right hand and gathered his Innate Qi at his fingertips. He moved his body slightly and the sword formation appeared again after passing through the clouds. drunkard Taoist directly led the sword formation into the Peach Blossom Forest. With a loud shout, the sword beneath his feet flew up, the sword turned around and moved, causing the entire sword formation to fall on the Peach Blossom Tree, causing a large cloud of dust and white sword flowers!

Cai Qilong could naturally imagine what would happen to the peach tree, but the scene that followed left Cai Qilong greatly shocked. Not only was the peach tree not destroyed, all of the peach blossoms on the branches had all fallen, and the drunk man's sword skills had undergone a new change. Although it looked like it was only one move, it had become a part of drunkard Taoist's body after going through a myriad of changes.

When drunkard Taoist was about to insert his sword into the ground, he started to spin his body, with his feet on the sword hilt, he looked down at Cai Qilong from above, and in a moment, drunkard Taoist's legs were holding onto his sword, he forcefully turned his body, and the sword returned to his hand. Countless sword Qis were like a gust of wind, slicing off the mountain peak!

Seeing that the drunkard Taoist was actually able to achieve such a feat, with his sword following his body and moving freely, Cai Qilong's heart was filled with admiration.

When Cai Qilong was still trying to comprehend the essence of the sword technique, the drunkard Taoist suddenly dropped to the ground, his legs slowly, like an immortal. He initially thought that he had finished his duties, with a wave of the drunkard Taoist's sleeves, the treasure sword in the sky spun extremely quickly, spinning a few rounds, causing the Sword Qi to be as thick as always, if something flew past, he would definitely die.

The drunkard Taoist raised his hand and grabbed the treasured sword, turning around and thrusting three times at Cai Qilong. These three swords carried a majestic aura, and were several times stronger than before. Cai Qilong raised his sword and tried to block the Sword Qi, but when the first Sword Qi approached him, Cai Qilong used the same move that the drunkard used earlier, and successfully dissolved the first Sword Qi. When the second sword qi arrived, it was also disassembled. When the last sword qi arrived, there was no time to block it; only the sword blocked it.

"Clang!" The Sword Qi pierced through Cai Qilong's sword, causing him to dodge the attack. However, his forehead was slightly injured, he retreated a few steps, his arms were numb from the impact, he was actually unable to hold on to the sword in his hand, and fell to the ground.

The most fatal thing was that Cai Qilong had completely ignored the movements of the drunkard Taoist. The drunkard Taoist sneered, and then quickly dodged to the left, only seeing that another burst of sword qi was aimed at Cai Qilong, as though it could tear apart the air, and Cai Qilong seemed to be enveloped by the sword qi of a drunkard. He secretly planned to use teleportation, but no matter how he tried to instigate his strength, he was unable to escape, and his body was unable to move.

In the end, drunkard Taoist pointed back with his finger, and the Sword Qi swept past Cai Qilong's face, and with a hong sound, a round hole appeared in the mountain ahead. drunkard Taoist raised his sword and sheathed his sword, then smiled at Cai Qilong: "Kid, do you see this clearly?"

Cai Qilong cupped his hands and asked the drunkard in front of him: "May I ask for Senior's name?"

The drunkard said, "Who am I? It's not important, kid. A thousand years from now, if fate wills it, we will meet again! "

Before his voice had died away, the drunk old Daoist's right shoulder shrugged and his treasured sword flew out into the air. He lightly jumped onto it and flew away.

Seeing Cai Qilong unconscious on the ground, Hong Jiugong ripped off his clothes to see that there was a wound on his chest, and upon passing the meridian, discovered that the Spirit Qi inside his body was stable, and at this moment, the person pinching Cai Qilong called out softly: Wake up, Kai Long, wake up!

Cai Qilong's body first trembled, but when he opened his eyes, he found that Hong Jiugong was looking at him with concern.

Cai Qilong's thoughts were still immersed in his dreams, that exquisite sword technique, that mysterious drunkard Taoist, as he thought about it. Cai Qilong muttered to himself: "Master, have you heard of someone in this world who can use sword qi to pierce the mountain walls, striking the peach trees, the peach blossoms will fall, and the branches will not be damaged at all?"

Hong Jiugong looked at Cai Qilong suspiciously and asked, "Oh? I have never heard that there is such an expert in the world today! What happened to you just now? When Master saw you faint on the ground, I thought you had engaged in a fierce battle with someone. However, where did you get your hands on the III written by Thousand Year Mo? "

Cai Qilong tried to stand up, but he discovered that his legs were weak and he still felt dizzy. He exhaled and said, "Master, I will explain to you later, that a drunkard Taoist appeared in my dreams, he has extraordinary sword techniques and is proficient in sword kinesis, relying on sword Qi he can cut off mountain peaks, and he can even move his sword with his body, becoming one with his heart!"

Hong Jiugong took a sip of his wine, then helped Cai Qilong up and leaned him against the wall: "Hearing you say this, I think of a person, in my youth there was a legend regarding sword immortals, saying that he was an expert in dreams, his sword arts are extremely high."

Hong Jiugong paused for a moment before continuing, "However, according to hearsay, this person is just like me, innately intoxicated by alcohol, and his movements are erratic and unpredictable. To this day, no one knows whether he is still alive or not!"

After Hong Jiugong finished speaking, he put away the wine pot and raised his right hand to stroke the white beard on his chin.

Cai Qilong's mind was constantly replaying that sword technique. It looked to be a very simple sword move, but it contained a profound mystery, and it would take a long time to completely absorb it. Cai Qilong picked up the III in his right hand and asked Hong Jiugong: "Master, you said earlier that the III was written by Thousand Year Ink, is the content in the book true?"

hesitated for a moment, thinking that what would come would eventually come, it would be better to have a long time of pain than a short time of pain. In order to make his beloved disciple a great master, he could only break the bad fate of having been reincarnated for three lifetimes. He coughed and said: "Let's go, we will go find the descendants of the Bai Clan.