Sword of Coming

On the top of a vassal island in Qingxia Island, there stood an elegant old man in a green shirt and a short and capable old man.

They are all foreigners.

Xun Yuan, the old leader of the Yugui Sect, and Gao Mian, the old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang.

Gao Mian noticed Xun Yuan's slight strangeness and asked, "Xun Yuan, is he an acquaintance of yours?"

Xun Yuan smiled and nodded, "Very familiar. Apart from you, you are one of the first people I met in your Aquarius Continent. I met him in Old Dragon City, a very good young man, and Du Mao was in his hands." He suffered a big loss, so Liu Laocheng has to thank him to get such a large fragment of the glazed golden body."

Gao Mian asked: "Then do you want me to remind Old Liu? How can I hear that Old Liu is doing something immoral and repaying kindness with enmity?"

Xun Yuan smiled and shook his head, "No need to remind you. This is not repaying kindness with enmity. Otherwise, in addition to Liu Laocheng, our Jade Gui Sect, including me, from top to bottom, also need to enshrine this young man as a living Bodhisattva."

Gao Mian grinned and said with a smile: "Really? Once Old Liu starts to kill, I won't be able to stop him at that time. Unless you take action, you are willing to enshrine a confirmed chief of the next sect and become an enemy in vain."

Xun Yuan said slowly: "That young man has a point of view that is roughly the same as that of you and me. He walks around the world and is self-reliant about life and death. If this is the case, then why should I rescue him and be stained with so many worldly causes and effects? Isn't it fun?"

Gao Mian glared at Xun Yuan.

Damn you, you are so brave. Your surname is Xun. How dare you talk to me like this?

Xun Yuan quickly clasped his fists and apologized.

Only then did Gao Mian feel satisfied. Looking at the confrontation over there, the outcome was decided. As long as Liu Laocheng took action again, not only would Gu Can and the young man die, but no one would collect their bodies in Shujian Lake.

Gao Mian sighed slightly and said: "It's a pity. Just because he is the only junior on Qingxia Island who dares to stop Lao Liu, I think this person is not bad."

Xun Yuan said calmly: "For an old man who has lived as long as us, how many regrettable things have he witnessed with his own eyes? Among the monks who died at our hands, apart from those who deserved to be killed, did any of them die in vain but had to die? ? Yes, and there are bound to be quite a few of them. Which doctor has no unjust dead at his door?"

Gao Mian crossed his arms across his chest and curled his lips.

Xun Yuan said slowly: "To put it bluntly, the location of Shujian Lake for the next sect is the top priority of my Yu Guizong, and it is a great undertaking for a long time. If that young man has a dispute with the Yu Guizong. I am I don’t mind being the second Du Mao. Du Mao is stupid because he relies on his own cultivation. He treats Aquarius Continent as a small place and is completely unreasonable, so he takes action. But if I take action, I will still have some sense. , after all, we are acting within the rules set by the sages. Of course, in the end, whether it is life or death, everyone depends on their own ability. You can't just act like a woman, and complaining about others is called grievance."

Gao Mian nodded, "Being able to say these words makes me look at you with admiration."

Xun Yuan smiled slightly, "If Liu Laocheng wants to kill someone to establish his authority, he may have to pay a high price, which is much higher than you think."

Gao Mian asked to the point: "Should I fight the younger one tonight or the older one later?"

Xun Yuan said: "Tonight."

Gao Mian finally became curious.

Over there on Qingxia Island.

Chen Pingan twisted the talisman with his fingers and threw it out gently.

The true body talisman of the day and night wandering god appears.

Then he gave the golden demon-binding rope made of the old dragon's whiskers from Jiaolonggou to one of the Night-Wandering Gods.

Then suddenly, Chen Ping'an really grasped the unsheathed sword.

Liu Laocheng laughed loudly, but his eyes were extremely gloomy, "There is a rumor in Shujian Lake that you are a very strange swordsman. No matter what, I am still more interested in you, no less than Liu Zhimao. It depends on whether you have that. What a skill, I lost money again.”

I don’t see how Liu Laocheng acted.

The gilded Fire Spirit Divine Seal hovering in the air was dripping with golden flames, and then each drop of Fire Spirit Golden Liquid suddenly grew in size in the air, turning into a pale golden armored soldier, holding various weapons. Dozens of people, after landing on Qingxia Island, swarmed towards the two puppets of the real body of the Day and Night Wandering God.

Not only that, it was like an immortal was drawing water from the lake. Water columns as thick as the mouth of a well rushed out of the water and shot towards Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan holds the sword fairy in his hand and swings the sword again and again.

The water columns mixed together with the golden sword energy and turned into powder in the air.

Liu Laocheng had a lot of free time, so he just spent it like this, just a little spiritual energy.

But the other party had to fight hard to smash those water pillars as powerful as the largest crossbow in the secular dynasty again and again.

You must also be careful to separate your mind and guard against the sneak attack of your own natal seal.

Chen Ping'an's hand held the half-immortal soldier's hand. The flesh and blood had been polished off, and the fingers and white bones of the palm could be seen.

Liu Laocheng is like a cat teasing a mouse.

From time to time, the young man would be given some unexpected surprises, such as rocks that were inexplicably knocked out of the cliffs of Qingxia Island. They might be as big as pavilions and pavilions, as powerful as a rainbow, or they might be as small as a fist, making no sound.

The more Liu Laocheng looked at it, the more interesting it became.

The young man's expression was too calm.

It is clear that his body is withered, his heart is dry, and all his energy and spirit have long been exhausted.

People die before they give up?

Empty.

Should I beat him to death in one go, or?

It was rare for Liu Laocheng to hesitate like this.

Liu Laocheng was calculating the gains and losses in his heart, but he did not slack off at all.

He wanted to see how long this young swordsman, whose soul was already overwhelmed and could not help but tremble, could hold on with that breath.

In the Shujian Lake, the golden body of Dharma, holding a huge ax specially designed to defeat dragons, fought with the big loach with wounds crisscrossing its body, causing the river to turn upside down and the lake to be filled with blood.

The golden light of the two true body talismans of the day and night wandering gods gradually dimmed.

The gilt fire spirit seal is dripping with fire spirit gold liquid continuously.

In these two battlefields, there is no doubt about the outcome.

But Chen Ping'an, who kept drawing his sword, was almost surrounded by the thin golden threads of Liu Ying that lingered for a long time.

Liu Laocheng looked at the young man who had said nothing from the beginning to the end, and his murderous intention gradually became stronger than his intention not to kill.

Chen Ping'an, who held the semi-immortal weapon with his bone-white palm, finally showed a dangerous flaw of stagnant Qi.

Liu Laocheng did not hesitate, and slightly mobilized the almost bottomless Qi Sea Spiritual Energy. Then there was a loud rumble around Qingxia Island, like thunder exploding on the lake surface. In an instant, hundreds of water columns rushed out of the water at the same time.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath.

Two words silently recited in my heart.

Just hold the sword fairy.

The water columns leaving Shujian Lake continued to gather, surrounding and killing that person from all directions.

Like a green water ball as big as a mountain peak, Chen Ping'an was trapped in it.

After a while, the lake water became still and suspended in the air.

The little figure of the young accountant had long since disappeared.

Including Qingxia Island, thousands of monks and servants on dozens of vassal islands all thought that the young man was dead.

Further away, countless people were watching this heart-stirring fight.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief, some gloated, but there were also a few monks and ordinary people. Even if these people had not known the accountant for a long time, they still had some regrets, such as Liu Chongrun of Zhuchai Island, and some of them had fights with the accountant. The maids who have interacted with him feel that Mr. Chen is different from ordinary immortal masters. Some have mixed feelings, such as the ghost cultivator of Zhu Xian Mansion, and even sad, such as the concierge Hong Su.

in the air.

The surface of the huge green water ball made an inaudible crackling sound.

A hint of gold is revealed.

The sound is getting denser and more shocking, like the sound of firecrackers on the first day of the first lunar month in the market.

Suddenly, it was like a winter rain on Qingxia Island.

Liu Laocheng looked calm and asked the young man with ripples in his heart.

After getting the answer.

Liu Laocheng nodded.

As for the frightened Qingxia Island monks, they saw that the accountant was still hanging in place and made a strange move. He twisted his wrist and held the long sword upside down. He still said nothing, but faced Liu Laocheng with his hands clasped in his fists, like It's a thank you.

Liu Laocheng nodded.

He put away the golden statue in the lake of letters and the natal seal.

Just swept away.