Sword of Coming

Between the mountains and forests, the autumn wind is chilling.

No wonder Cui Dongshan said that killing people is more valuable than gold belts.

Chen Ping'an felt heavy. Being chased and intercepted this time reminded him of the ambush in the mountains and forests of Shushui Kingdom. The collaboration between the assassins of Maitonglou and Lin Gushan, the master of Caiyi Kingdom, was extremely sinister. If it weren't for the Green Bamboo Sword Fairy Su Lang's presence, It's hard to say who will live and who will die in the end.

On this trip to the north, Chen Ping'an was already cautious enough. He often climbed high and looked into the distance. Even when he followed Lu Tai around the streets, he always paid attention to whether there was anyone following him. Therefore, the fact that this group of people didn't reveal any clues was already telling. , the other party calculated with intention but not with intention. If he was not sure, he would definitely not leak the traces.

The battle was about to begin, and Lu Tai felt a little guilty, "Chen Ping'an, are you really the only warrior in the Four Realms?"

Chen Pingan was stunned. He didn't know why he asked this question. He nodded and said, "Of course it's true."

Lu Tai angrily said honestly: "I thought you were in the fifth realm, and you have been deliberately hiding your strength in front of me. This is normal. When you travel around the world, no one has tried to blind you, so I will raise my realm a little bit." , in fact, I am not the Dragon Gate Realm, but the sixth realm, the Sea Viewing Realm."

Chen Ping'an glared at him, "At this time, you are still being mean?! Are you looking for death?"

Lu Tai was in the wrong and didn't say anything back. He just complained in his stomach.

Lu Tai tiptoed, swayed from the high branches, and headed towards the top of the tree. His expression seemed to be leisurely, but in fact he was not. He had already closed the bamboo fan and tapped the palms of his hands gently.

After all, Lu Tai is a sea-viewing qi practitioner, and he has a rich family background and a rich collection of books. He also likes to learn things with a hammer and a stick here and there, so his skills are mixed, but he is not proficient, but this kind of " "Miscellaneous but not refined", he is only a Taoist genius with the same family background and qualifications as Lu Tai. Compared with those casual cultivators in Shanze who were lucky enough to reach the middle five realms by relying on half a claw of magic secret scrolls, Lu Tai has both eyesight and means. , are much higher than the monks in the same realm, but whether these advantages can be turned into an absolute chance of winning in a fight is hard to say.

Those loose cultivators in the mountains who tie their heads to their belts, even if they are not desperadoes, once they are in desperate situation, or the benefits are tempting enough, they will choose to fight against others and fight against those sects with orderly inheritance and pampering. The younger brother will be completely different, fierce, cunning, and willing to trade injury for death.

Chen Ping'an asked softly: "Do you need me to help you delay the time? You can roughly check their respective backgrounds first? It's easy to fight with Qi practitioners freely. I don't have enough experience, and we are not familiar with each other. It's easy Holding back.”

Lu Tai answered from the bottom of his heart: "Okay."

Crisp and neat.

Lu Tai was probably afraid that Chen Ping'an would misunderstand that he was sitting on the sidelines, so he added: "As soon as I find out, I will immediately tell you the origin of the spell, how to defend it, and how to break it."

Chen Ping'an nodded and took out a square-inch talisman from his sleeve in case of any eventuality.

Chen Ping'an said: "In the battle of life and death, we must not be careless."

Lu Tai smiled, "I understand."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath.

I, Chen Ping'an, had not practiced boxing yet, but relying on the rules and location of Lizhu Dongtian, I was able to almost kill Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua in an alley.

Why can't others kill Chen Ping'an and Lu Tai?

Chen Ping'an is still standing on the branch. Although he can easily become a target, he has a wide field of vision. The two armies are facing each other. It is better to know yourself and the enemy as much as possible, take some risks, and have a look at the overall situation, which is better than flying flies flying into each other.

This group of bandits, who had been plotting since Fuji Zong Huantian Street, did not appear in groups, but in twos and threes. There were more than ten people in person.

Jackals are around.

Chen Pingan asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming?"

No one answered.

The gods in the mountains travel thousands of miles to seek wealth and rob homes, but they are not the green-skinned scoundrels in the streets who quarrel for a long time just to avoid fighting and bloodshed.

Often a seemingly heroic self-registration number can easily reveal the master's skills and the sect's trump card.

Especially those who like to shout out the names of moves on purpose before taking action. Isn't this asking for trouble?

Those who are unlucky may seek death.

For example, the flying sword "Yu Yin" of Lao Jindan Sword Cultivator of Guihua Island, you can tell at first glance that it is a natal flying sword that is yin and close to water.

Therefore, using moves and magic weapons that are full of yang energy can often exert more significant power.

Just imagine that if the old Jin Dan of Osmanthus Island met someone on a narrow road and suddenly became an enemy, could he take the initiative to tell his mortal enemy the name of Feijian Yu Yin?

Even though Chen Ping'an had never seen Lu Tai's two flying swords with his own eyes, after hearing that they were needlepoint and maimang, he could roughly deduce that they were the type of flying swords that were lethal at the point but not at the surface.

Lu Tai silently told Chen Pingan the current situation from his heart.

In the enemy camp, directly in front of Chen Pingan, except for the strong man holding an iron whip, everyone standing around him must be more careful.

This person is obviously a swordsman with an eccentric swordsmanship. He is not a Qi practitioner, but he is different from a pure martial artist. Although they do not have their own flying swords, they are just swashbuckling swordsmen who specialize in controlling swords with Qi. , it cannot be called a sword master's sword control, but the sword master's action will make others look like a flying sword.

As for the burly iron-whipped man, it was difficult to determine whether he was a qigong practitioner who followed the martial art and practiced various methods of physical training, or whether he was a pure martial artist, but the latter was more likely.

The muscular man was muscular, nearly nine feet tall, and imposing. He held two whips, looked up at Chen Pingan through the sparse branches of the forest, and sneered: "Good boy, you are so slippery, go to Fuji Zong." The steps towards Xingzhiting were deliberately uneven, which made me almost misjudge you and only regard you as a martial artist of the third realm. After leaving Chuishang Mountain, I found your footprints after traveling hundreds of miles, so light and even. . Let’s not talk about cultivation, just talk about this alertness and prudence..."

The strong man raised the iron whip in his left hand and said with a ferocious smile: "You are worthy of my whip and your head will be smashed!"

It's Tong Yezhou Yayan.

Lu Tai is no longer the sissy who likes rouge and gouache, nor is he the romantic aristocratic son who gives Chen Ping'an pointers to the origins of his mortal enemies, speaking very quickly and concisely.

To the southeast, there is a Taoist who uses talismans. Mostly because he failed to recruit real military monks, he resorted to the second best and used talisman armor as foot soldiers. If we add one or two puppets of Mohism's mechanism skills, we The power of two flying swords to kill enemies will be greatly reduced. After all, for these two types of dead objects, a talisman is difficult to break and the core is difficult to find.

It's just that I don't know if this Taoist has a talisman that can specifically defeat sword cultivators and natal flying swords. It's unlikely. Usually, only Jindan and Nascent Soul cultivators can afford the precious talismans that target sword cultivators. But if we are too unlucky, it will be hard to say. For example, there are two high-grade talismans called "Scabbard" and "Sealing Mountain", which are specially designed to deal with the elusive natal flying sword. They will fall into a trap and be temporarily banned for a period of time.

If a sword cultivator loses his natal flying sword, even for just a moment, his combat power will fall to the bottom.

Therefore, the four flying swords that you and I can rely on the most. We need to be careful about this the most. Even if we have to leave our body to kill the enemy, we must always pay attention to the subtle movement of the two sleeves of the Fulu Sect Taoist.

To the southwest, there is a Qi practitioner who studies wood magic. He should be the one who has covered up all the traces. Most of them have flower demons and wood charms. Remember to be careful of vegetation, trees and vines. Because they are inconspicuous, they are more powerful than the sword master's. Feijian is even more insidious and difficult to deal with.

Chen Pingan silently remembered it in his heart, while staring at the strong man and the swordsman, and at the corner of his eye at the Taoist of the Fulu Sect, he sneered: "Since my friends and I dare to call Tianjie in the Fuqi Sect, in front of everyone After spending so much money, I didn’t have to worry about attracting jealous people.”

The strong man was overjoyed, "Little boy, don't try to trick me with your words. Two outsiders who can't even speak Tongyezhou's elegant words smoothly, so what if you are from a sect? What can you do if you have an earthly immortal master? It's amazing." ah?"

The swordsman next to the burly man was a slender man in black robes. His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and he looked a little gloomy. He smiled and said: "Of course it's amazing, but it's a pity that it's beyond the reach of the whip."

The strong man suddenly laughed, and the swordsman also smiled knowingly.

The two people who were familiar with each other looked at the higher Lutai. The middle-aged swordsman asked: "I have watched you two flirting with each other and loving each other all the way. It makes me feel evil. You have to be responsible." . If you are wise, you might be able to save a small life."

Lu Tai ignored this person's provocation and continued to explain the situation to Chen Pingan with a calm expression.

To the north behind you and me is an formation master of the Yin Yang family who is arranging his troops. There is also a pair of young girls nearby, who should be this person's proud disciples. In fact, this formation master is the most troublesome.

Chen Ping'an, as soon as I have the chance, I will kill this person first.

The reason why they are not in a hurry to take action now is because they are waiting for the formation master to complete this half-baked mountain-moving formation. Don't worry, I will find the right time to take action and will never let the three of them succeed. But before I take action, you must distract their attention, even if it is just the slightest distraction, it is enough.

Chen Pingan nodded quietly.

Lu Tai continued to reveal the secret.

In addition to the formation master and his two disciples, there is also an evil cultivator. He is neither human nor ghost, and he is full of evil spirits. This type of Qi practitioner often wanders among mass graves and tombs. You can imprison lonely wild ghosts in spiritual weapons, recruit them for your own use, and cultivate powerful ghosts using the method of cultivating gu.

There are two more people standing further behind us on the left and right sides, just to hold down the formation. If you and I escape, they will intercept us.

It can be inferred from this that the main force of the enemy camp is in the south.

Seeing Lu Tai's indifference, the middle-aged swordsman became a little annoyed in addition to the evil fire in his heart. He said with a wicked smile on his face: "Have you two started?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't understand it at all and just thought the swordsman was talking about mountain jargon or some weird words that didn't need to be ignored.

But he felt a rare anger appear in Lutai for a moment.

So Lu Tai stopped talking to Chen Pingan with his heart, and actually changed his attention. He stared at the middle-aged swordsman and said with a gloomy face: "Chen Pingan, I was the one who caused this disaster. Just go north. I’ll deal with them myself.”

Chen Pingan asked: "You alone, can you kill them all and escape smoothly?"

Lu Tai said nothing.

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Do you really like to die without a burial place so much that you can't even find a grave?"

Lu Tai pouted a few times and said with a smile, "Don't curse me."

Chen Pingan stood there, motionless. After being bored for a while, he finally replied to Lu Tai, "Then talk less nonsense and kill more."

Lu Tai suddenly heard Chen Ping'an's voice, "Do it!"

Chen Pingan had almost no hesitation.

Twisting the square-inch talisman from the authentic alchemy book in his sleeve.

Gone in a flash.

The heartstrings of the middle-aged swordsman in a black robe with long sleeves tightened, and he knew something was wrong.

Fortunately, the burly man had already stepped out and stood in front of the swordsman. Without saying a word, he quickly struck the air in front of him with his whip, "It's interesting!"

Chen Ping'an, who appeared in front of the two of them out of thin air, not only did not avoid its sharp edge, but deliberately avoided the menacing iron whip. Instead, he made up his mind to fight in close combat more resolutely, but also made a slightly tilted head, and With a cat-like waist movement, he used the long sword "Chang Qi" on his back to resist the iron whip, and hit the strong man in the chest with a punch like a god beating a drum.

If one punch comes, ten to a hundred punches will come.

If you are strong enough, let me add up my punches, and you will become the legendary Daluo Golden Immortal, and your undefeated golden body will be completely destroyed by you!

The middle-aged swordsman only lost consciousness for a moment, and soon a flash of green light flew from his sleeves.

The strong man spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back five or six steps, swung an iron whip in front of him so that no water could penetrate his body, and at the same time shouted with all his strength: "Protect the formation master!"

Almost at the same time, Chen Pingan's mind moved and he muttered silently: "Fifteen."

From the sword gourd on his waist, a green and slender sword rainbow flashed out instantly.

The Fu Lu Sect Taoist smiled coldly, "He is actually a sword cultivator."

The burly man felt a tearing pain coming from his left shoulder, and was shocked. How could it happen so quickly? !

During the interval when one punch is successful and the third punch is delivered by the intention of the fist, the god beats the drum.

Not long after Fifteen left the sword gourd, there was just a ding. As soon as he intercepted the middle-aged sword master's unsheathed sword light, he was enveloped by a red talisman that suddenly appeared, bumping around and bumping into walls.

The swordsman looked fierce, waved his sleeve, and another "flying sword" flew out of his sleeve.

Chen Ping'an continued to ignore the swordsman's exquisite control of the sword, and came up behind the man almost without a trace, and only punched the strong man's back vest with his third punch.

The force of the punch went straight to the man's heart.

The fourth punch moved downward and to the right, hitting the strong man's spine directly.

The Taoist used extremely precious secret magic talismans to trap the "Chu Yi" who once again cut off the sword master's green light.

The old Taoist's face was livid, his eyelids were trembling, he was heartbroken, and his heart was bleeding. This little bastard actually had two flying swords? !

Could the small vermilion jug on the young man's waist be the sword-raising gourd?

Thinking of this, the old Taoist's eyes were burning, "Okay, okay!"

It's not in vain that Pindao throws out two treasures at the bottom of the box in one breath. As long as it succeeds, he will still make a lot of money!

The strong body-protecting Qi of the strong man had collapsed and dissipated after three punches, so Chen Pingan's fourth punch really hit his spine.

There was a series of slight clicking sounds. Others may not pay attention to it, but the burly man was scared to death.

One more punch and he'll really be interrupted!

The man did not dare to hide anymore, he stamped his feet heavily, held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and put the fingers of his right hand together, and then put his body into a posture like a liger shaking its shoulders. His eyes instantly turned white, and his energy, blood, and muscles suddenly became strong. …

Like a god coming into the world.

Then he was hit by Chen Ping'an's fifth punch and was like a kite with its string cut off. It flew straight forward and fell heavily to the ground.

But Chen Ping'an didn't feel comfortable either, so he resisted the strong man's iron whip on his back. Although it hit the "Chang Qi", four to five points of the force still penetrated his body.

Later, on the 15th day of the lunar month, he was detained by Taoist Fu Lu using secret methods. He was temporarily unable to escape. In order to successfully deliver the fifth punch of the god beating the drum, he was forcibly hit by a sword beam from the middle-aged swordsman. It passed through his shoulder and was dripping with blood. .

However, Chen Ping'an's whole momentum rose instead of falling. The concentration of his soul and the surge of fist power were almost visible to the naked eye. There was absolutely no sign of a dying struggle. It was still rising rapidly.

It seems that when the sun rises over the East China Sea, it always hangs high in the sky.

He couldn't help but grin.

This little injury is nothing.