Lord of the Divine Show

"Me...Peach Blossom Thief?"

Zhong Shenxiu pointed to his nose and felt funny.

He became more playful, so he quietly watched the old Taoist priest show off.

"That's right! You may say that the old Taoist is just talking nonsense, but my Xuanhai Sect is a majestic and authentic sect with thousands of years of credibility. How can I still wrongly accuse you?"

Lao Daoyi spelled out a magic formula righteously.

There was a gleaming brilliance, scattered in the void, forming a wanted list.

The various evil deeds of the peach blossom thieves were written, which was really outrageous. There was also Baishuimen's spiritual seal signed, and the avatar on it had changed into Zhong Shenxiu's appearance at some point.

Everyone present was in an uproar.

Only Zhong Shenxiu saw that this old Taoist had used the skill of hiding flowers in his sleeves to create an illusion by relying on his proficiency in Taoism.

This veteran's name is 'Qing Xiaozi', he is an elder of the Xuanhai Sect, and he is good at the illusion of the Water Moon Mirror Flower.

On weekdays, I love the disciple Hong Yuanxiong the most.

When I received the report before, I rushed over as soon as possible, just to clean up the mess and try my best to cover it up.

Any detention pending trial is actually a delaying tactic.

He secretly hates the culprit who caused all this.

Qingxiaozi was a subtle person. She first interrogated Zhong Shenxiu and found out that he was a casual cultivator and did not have a disciple, so she felt relieved for a moment.

He sensed that this casual cultivator actually had very little magic power and no evil spirit leaking out. He seemed to not even be in the realm of condensing evil spirits, so he couldn't help but feel more reassured.

At this time, I was ready to ruin this person's reputation first.

This is the most common method used by noble families to deal with their enemies.

As long as you have the right to speak, you will be discredited first, and then you can do whatever you want.

After all, in everyone's mind, a person with a bad reputation is capable of anything. This is the so-called saying that what a thousand people point out will end without a cure.

As long as Zhong Shenxiu is beaten into a peach blossom thief, he can be killed directly, and even the people around him can be asked to assist in the siege.

After all, there is no need to follow any rules when dealing with evil heretics, you can just rush in!

And everything the Peach Blossom Thief said is false, how can it be used as testimony?

Gently and skillfully, the apprentice can be picked out.

To this end, he relied on his profound knowledge and directly used an illusion to change the avatar on the wanted list to that of Zhong Shenxiu, which immediately had miraculous effects.

"Peach Blossom Thief!"

"Such a young master."

"Everyone, don't be fooled by him!"

Sure enough, the crowd suddenly became excited.

Even if some thoughtful people see something is wrong, or are unwilling to fight against the general trend, or are afraid of Xuanhaimen, they do not dare to speak.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Shenxiu almost turned into a street rat, asking everyone to beat him up.

Among the crowd, the group of casual cultivators from Laifu Inn were also there.

Fairy Rouyun covered her lips: "I didn't expect... the Peach Blossom Thief would be like this, actually be like this..."

She thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything to say.

"Hehe...this is the method of a noble family, and this young master has given an account."

The mature monk sent a message: "Do you really think he is some kind of Peach Blossom Thief? How could the Peach Blossom Thief act chivalrously and righteously? He is clearly framed! But... Xuanhaimen is nearby, and the ancestor of Jiedan is in charge. This young man died today. It’s settled! Let’s not come forward rashly and cause disaster!”

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"Evil devils and heretics, everyone will find them and kill them!"

Qing Xiaozi took a step forward, with mana surging all over her body, and flew out a crystal-like flying sword: "Today... the old Taoist will do justice for heaven and kill the evil spirits!"

"Haha... interesting, really interesting!"

Zhong Shenxiu clapped and laughed, almost until his stomach hurt: "This scene is really interesting, old Taoist priest... you are very talented."

"This scene almost reminds me of the scene where a cuckold prostitute was splashed with dirty water... Unfortunately, I am not that good old man who will let you do your dirty work and remain indifferent!"

Qingxiaozi didn't care about Zhong Shenxiu. He had a flying sword in his hand and had a murderous intention.

A ray of sword light flew out between the lightning and flint, like thunder and lightning, and reached Zhong Shenxiu in the blink of an eye.

On top of the crystal-like flying sword, a layer of illusion suddenly appeared, dividing into several rays of sword light, which were elusive and elusive.

Although it is not the superior swordsmanship of sword light differentiation, it is somewhat like that.

Monks in this world like to use flying swords because they are very good at fighting. They can kill enemies in the blink of an eye, and life and death are only on a thin line.

Qing Xiaozi's flying sword is called 'Ice Soul Crystal'. It is made from ice that has not melted for thousands of years, mixed with seabed coral gold, thousand-year-old pearls and other spiritual materials, and has been refined by this old man for hundreds of years. Full of heat.

The sword light is sharp enough to kill demons, and ordinary body protection spells and magic weapons can be broken with just one stab.

In addition, the sword is fired very quickly, and the enemy can be killed in a single thought, showing off the style of a swordsman.

Qingxiao Ziman prepared this sword and when he went out, the enemy would behead him.

However, what was faster than the flying sword was a white and delicate palm.

Zhong Shenxiu put his index finger and middle finger together and clamped the edge of the sword. The magic power of the flying sword, the virtual and real sword light, and the sharp blade... seemed to have no effect at all.

"Do you have the nerve to call this piece of junk a flying sword?"

With a little movement of his magic power, he dissipated the aura and magic power attached to the ice soul crystal by Qingxiao Zi. Any restrictions were broken in one go. It was equivalent to refining the flying sword and gently and deftly wielding it. I grabbed this mouthful of ice soul crystal.

After all, Yuan Dan level magic power has undergone a qualitative change!

The old Taoist Qing Xiaozi spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror and pain.

This flying sword is almost more intimate than his wife.

Being snatched away at this time is definitely more distressing than if my wife ran away with someone.

What's more important is that when someone steals his wife, he still looks disgusted and feels that she is not beautiful enough!

"you……"

Fortunately, Qingxiaozi is not stupid and knows that she has made a mistake. This young master is definitely an old monster with good looks.

He harnessed the strong wind, flew straight up, and fled towards the Xuanhai Gate. While sending letters one after another, he shouted: "Master, save me!!"

The sound was so shrill that it was like a cuckoo crying for blood!

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

They originally thought that the 'Peach Blossom Thief' would have to be beheaded, but they did not expect that in just one round, the old immortal master of the Xuanhai Sect would run away in panic, not even taking care of his apprentice!

"this……"

Fairy Rouyun turned around blankly and asked: "This young master... what kind of cultivation level is he?"

The mature monk's face was filled with shock and excitement: "I'm afraid it's not the Dan-forming monk who has already mastered the golden elixir... Today, we will be lucky enough to see the golden elixir ancestor fight..."

"Let me show you what a real flying sword is!"

Zhong Shenxiu snapped his fingers and thundered, and the Poison Dragon Sword flew out, killing the fourth prince and Hong Yuanxiong first, and then slowly chased behind Qing Xiaozi.

His exquisite swordsmanship has clearly demonstrated the realm of sword energy and thunder.

A bolt of sword energy flew out, with a speed comparable to the sound of thunder. It arrived first and split Qingxiaozi in half, not even sparing her soul.

"Sigh... I have always been gentle and tolerant. This is all because of you. You forced me to do this. Why do you do this... to harm my Taoist cultivation?"

Zhong Shenxiu put away the flying sword, looking towards the direction of Xuanhaimen with a look of compassion on her face.

When Qing Xiaozi died, the Xuanhai Gate shook, and a dark green stream of light flew out.