Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 349: 7 Sword Beams

The young dog-headed demon immediately stood up, turned around and was about to run away, but Guixuzi suddenly said, "Drink this bowl of tea before you leave!"

The dog-headed demon immediately fell to his knees with a thud: "Immortal, you said that if I tell the truth, you'll forgive me!"

"You're not telling the truth!"

"Every word you said is true, Immortal!" The dog-headed demon kowtowed continuously.

"Are you drinking?"

Du Fang looked at this strange scene and suddenly felt a little sympathy for the dog-headed demon. He pleaded, "No, please let him go. I don't think he's lying!"

"fart!"

Guixuzi suddenly grabbed the dog-headed demon and poured a bowl of tea directly into his throat. The tea was blue in color and did not look like real tea at first glance.

As the tea entered its stomach, the dog-headed demon's face suddenly changed from pale to blue, and the blue color continued to gather in its brain along with the blood.

Eventually it returned to normal.

"Go away!" Guixuzi didn't even look at the dog-headed monster, but picked up its huge body and threw it out of the wall.

Du Fang was amazed by his strength. He didn't expect that this thin old man would have so much strength.

"He...what happened to him?"

Guixuzi said calmly, "I melted his brains. He is destined to be an idiot in this life. I kept my promise and let him go!"

Du Fang suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a chill down his spine. He had a huge secret. Could this sorcerer also be interested in him?

"Drink tea!"

Guixuzi brewed two more cups of tea. This time, the color was light yellow and obviously much more normal.

But Du Fang still didn't dare to swallow it. He watched Gui Xuzi drink it with his own eyes, but didn't dare to touch the teacup.

This old man is mysterious and even though he has helped me before, judging by his decisive and efficient manner, it is unclear whether he is a friend or an enemy.

He suddenly looked at Du Fang seriously and asked, "Do you know why I just left one of them disabled and the other dead?"

"It seems to be... some rat skin?" Du Fang was indeed a little confused.

"Yes, that's the rat skin you once shed, which you left with the Great Swordsman of Taixuan Sect!"

Du Fang immediately shook his head and said, "Impossible! My Big Brother Mo has great magical powers. He is a peak-level expert in the Ninth Realm. How could he be taken away by someone?"

Guixuzi said softly:

"Before you even entered the city, the Lord of White Bone City, the mysterious White Bone Sword Cultivator from the Ghost Clan, and three powerful men from the Demon Clan went to the three thatched huts on the South Mountain!"

Du Fang was suddenly moved. Brother Mo did indeed live in one of the three thatched huts.

"Is the Great Swordsman Mo alright?"

Guixuzi sighed softly, "How could he be in trouble? He's the youngest sword genius of the Taixuan Sect. Even though the Lord of White Bone City is powerful, he can't kill him..."

"What about that... that rat skin... the remains I left there?"

Guixuzi whispered, "The powerful men of the three clans of Jinghai lost two great monsters at the peak of the eighth realm. They brought out the rat skin, and I saw that the Lord of White Bone City was seriously injured!"

Du Fang took a deep breath and asked, "Is my big brother Mo really okay?"

"There's no way he'll be in any trouble. Even though his Xuan Huang sword energy is trapped at the top of Jingshen Peak, as long as he has even 30% of his strength, these people will be in trouble!"

"They found Rat Skin just to find you!"

"Why are you looking for me? I'm just a little demon now, not even a first-level demon!" Du Fang was very confused.

At this moment, above the White Bone City, at the end of the blue sky, seventeen or eighteen sword beams flashed across. The speed of these sword beams was simply terrifying.

It almost stirred up ripples in space, faster than a meteor, blue, purple, gold, white, followed by seven colorful sword beams, brilliantly streaking across the sky, flying towards the Nanshan Mountain of Jinghai.

Especially the two in front, one golden and one purple, their sword beams almost had the momentum to tear through the void.

The sword light disappeared, and the sound of the sword whistling also disappeared.

The ripples in the sky have not yet dissipated.

Du Fang had never seen such terrifying sword-swept speed before, and couldn't help but scream out in surprise: "Ninth Realm Sword Cultivator!"

"Yes, he is a Ninth Realm Sword Cultivator!" Guixuzi sighed:

"The legend of the immortal's coming to the world is indeed true. The high-ranking masters of the four major sword sects, Pingsha, Tiannan, Guiyuan, and Qianhuan, are all here!"

"What are they going to do? I see that place..." Du Fang couldn't help but feel a little worried.

That is where Mo Qingfeng lives in seclusion.

So many powerful people showed up at the same time, and their speed clearly showed that they came with bad intentions. The momentum of Wen Jian was as if they wanted to devour Mo Qingfeng alive.

"Take off your clothes, quickly!" Guixuzi suddenly shouted.

"what?"

These irrelevant words completely shocked him.

"quick!"

Guixuzi urged anxiously.

"Why are you taking off your clothes?" Before Du Fang could understand what was happening, Guixuzi had already reached out and stripped off all his clothes, even the cloth on his head.

Du Fang just spun around a few times and was stripped naked.

Depend on!

This was the third time he had cursed. First he had met a spider demon who stripped him naked, and now he had met a weirdo who also stripped him naked.

Guixuzi immediately rushed into the house and went to the corner and took out two black earthenware jars. When Du Fang saw the jars, he shuddered.

In his previous life, he had seen such jars countless times.

Taoist Hei Xuan used such a jar to hold the bodies of babies. The two strange beauties as beautiful as flowers and jade that he met when killing the mirror monster were also soaked in such a jar.

He is too familiar with it.

He immediately took a step back.

Guixuzi smashed the jar with one palm and poured the liquid directly on his head. It smelled fishy and unpleasant at first.

Guixuzi grabbed Du Fang and used his rough hands to rub the black liquid in the jar all over his armpits and seven orifices.

Finally, he was lifted upside down and the liquid was applied to the cracks on the soles of his feet.

"What...what is this for?"

Guixuzi looked at Du Fang's dark complexion and said with a smile, "It looks much better this way!"

"What are you...going to do?" Du Fang glared at Guixuzi angrily. His relationship with him was not that close.

Guixuzi smiled and said, "This way they won't be able to find you, and those monsters won't be able to smell you..." His brows suddenly furrowed.

"But your rat head is really too eye-catching!"

Guixuzi thought for a while, then suddenly turned around and took out a metal kettle. The silver-white iron kettle twisted a few times in his hands.

It turned into a big jar, and Guixuzi turned it upside down on Du Fang's head, pinching his neck.

"It looks much better this way!"

"What the hell are you doing?" Du Fang couldn't help himself.

He completely lost respect for the old man in front of him and cursed at him first.

Unexpectedly, Guixuzi didn't mind that he was cursing at all. He just looked worried and stared at the sky.

Du Fang also looked up into the sky.

The sky is as clear as water.