Sword of Coming

A cultivator who has obtained the true Dao is good, as if there is no parting between life and death, as long as the opportunity comes, they can meet again after a long absence.

So what about ten thousand years, didn't he see Chen Qingdu again, and Chen Qingdu saw himself again?

The only difference was that he stood at the crossing on this side of the long river of time, while Chen Qingdu stood on the other side.

The child didn't look at the unknown young man at all, but looked up at the top of the city. The old man with his hands behind his back was Chen Qingdu, nicknamed the boss sword fairy.

Ever since he became enlightened, the master and his brother have never concealed anything from themselves, so Chen Qing is not only an old friend of the master, but also indeed an old friend of himself.

At that time, the three prisoner Jianxiu with the oldest qualifications, the highest swordsmanship and the greatest lethality traveled together. Taking advantage of the unsettled foundation of the wild world, the shifting of the sun, moon and stars, and the changing of the four seasons, it has not become a theorem, but no matter what, he At that time, Master was finally the master recognized by the Dao of the Wild World. Chen Qingdu, Guan Zhao and Long Jun, who were also the leaders of the prisoners, fought for the price of being trapped in the right place and the right place to win the swordsmanship. Yueshan, this is equivalent to asking the sword in the whole wild world.

Whether it was the process or the result of that fight, there has never been any historical record in the wild world, and there are only a handful of people who know the inside story. The child heard a dictation from a senior brother of Tuoyue Mountain. At that time, within tens of thousands of miles, the It is truly earth-shattering. It is only said that Tuoyue Mountain is half shorter. It is the result of the owner of the tattered robe who handed out the sword for the last time. Only then did the magnificent scene later.

It's just that I am the worst, my soul is incomplete, and I am scattered all over the place. The guardians of Tuoyue Mountain have always had a secret mission, which is to help me gather my soul. Until now, I have only gathered the original soul. I patched together and patched up the rest of the souls. As for the physical corpse, it had already been completely annihilated, and it was absolutely impossible to reshape it. In fact, this point was not as lucky as that of the Dragon Lord, who still left behind a solid head. It's a pity that the big withered bone monster named Bai Ying stepped on the soles of his feet all year round to play. When he got interested, he poured the wine in the glass and used some heresy skills to conjure up a battle force equivalent to a big monster. The puppet of the sword fairy, it's a pity that I can't learn this move by myself, otherwise, as long as I break through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, wouldn't it be less fun?

I don’t know why, but the Dragon Lord who lost his soul and two souls, obviously preserved most of his spiritual wisdom. As a fellow man who followed Chen Qingdu to fight in all directions in the past, the earliest sword fairy of the human race, not only never appeared in the world with his true colors , he didn't even take back the head that belonged to him, and let Bai Ying, who was roughly equal in killing power, trample on the skull and turned a blind eye to it. On the contrary, he had an inexplicable deep-rooted hatred for Chen Qingdu, his best friend from the past.

The child raised his hand and yawned, quietly waiting for the other party to make a move. The ending was preordained, which was really meaningless.

After seeing Chen Qingdu, he went to see the young woman standing on the edge of the city.

Ning Yao.

It is a young sword cultivator who has been famous for a long time in the wild world. It has little to do with her current level. It is her future level that determines her status in the hearts of many big monsters in the wild world.

What is a genius?

That is, it seems that as long as they don't care about them for a few days or a few years, the "future" will come, and it will happen in a blink of an eye, and there will be no accidents, nothing in case.

That's the case with me, that bastard who carries a Mohist mechanism "sword frame" on his back, counts as half of it, with a strange name, it's called a bag.

His master who carries the suitcase is truly remarkable.

Even his own master said, "It's a pity that the temperament is not domineering enough, which leads to the fact that the swordsmanship is not perfect. Otherwise, the most suitable person to suppress the Great Wall of Sword Qi is this person."

I heard that there is a young man learning boxing in Shenzhou of Zhongtu in Haoran World, named Cao Ci, who is also like me.

The child is stepping on the head of the Ascension Realm Great Demon. In name, he is still a direct senior brother from the same lineage of Tuoyue Mountain, but in the prison on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, his body should have suffered too much damage and spent too much time. Chen Qingdu pulled his head out with a quick pull, but his Ascension Realm was unstable, and his physique was still that of a great monster in the wild world. If he were replaced by the current self, even if he carried a few immortal soldiers After a few years of hacking, Chen Qingdu is indeed very powerful. This time, he went out with his master and visited the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He saw so many people who were about to die, and all the people on the top of the wall were the so-called upper five. Realm Sword Immortal, this trip is worthwhile.

This twelve-year-old boy, who looked like a child, thought a lot, and put it on the battlefield, but in the blink of an eye, he patted his mouth and said, "I want to intentionally not kill you, and kindly leave you half alive." Fate, will Ning Yao end the fight and finish this fight instead of you? If you can, then you are really lucky. In the future, the two worlds, or even the four worlds, will remember you and be the number one when I come out of the mountain Candidates for battle, not dead yet."

The old sword-wielding old man with a long stick on his shoulders, with the supernatural power of "half-dead in winter", swallowed dozens of towering mountains in the wild world in one breath in his early years, and has been sleeping soundly for thousands of years. He asked with a smile: "Is this child a temporary idea, or did he get the old ancestor's instruction?"

The woman shook her head and said: "The ancestor only has Chen Qingdu and the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi in his eyes, and he is not interested in thinking about these trivial things."

As the owner of the Yiluo River and the thirty-six thousand-mile rivers, she did not fall into a long sleep. In other words, the scarlet snake, which originally had a dispute over the Dao, could not allow her to practice at ease. There were countless deaths and injuries, but only the two sides did not hurt at all, but steadily improved. The dead soldiers and horses under their command were all their supplements. It is more cost-effective, it is nothing more than every eight hundred years or one thousand years, the two sides make an appointment to fight. It is called an appointment, but it is just that the two sides jointly isolate a world, show their real bodies, and make some shaking of the world. During the period, they smashed one or two half-celestial soldiers and a bunch of tattered magic weapons obtained from enshrining each other. Finally, after playing enough, they smashed Xiaotiandi and deliberately made their real body bloody. After all, the two sides are very clear that there is no disparity in combat power between the two sides. If they really want to fight to the death, there are many peers on the throne of Gujing who don't mind eating them together, especially the skeleton , likes to act sneakily, digging three feet into the ground, so many big monsters in history who were secretly recuperating died quietly after being raised. They were actually refined into puppets, so the fighting power of the big monster Bai Yingming Not high, but the family background is deep and bottomless.

The old man Yujian patted the long stick lightly with both hands, "That's a bit interesting, I like this kid, and when he arrives in Haoran Tianxia, ​​I must give him a meeting gift."

The woman in the dragon robe and the old man Yujian are half Taoist couples, and they joked: "The closed disciple of the ancestor, is it your turn to give gifts?"

The old man smiled and said: "Whether to accept or not is the child's business, and whether to send it or not is my business. If you don't accept it, you will be shot down with a stick, and your soul will be scattered. Come again, Haoran Tianxia is a well-known Wuhua Tianbao. Why is it difficult, maybe this child will show up next time with better aptitude than now, and the ancestor will have to thank me for helping me, the master's hand will kill the disciple, and it will hurt the friendship in the end."

The child whose original name was "Guan Zhao" suddenly grinned, and it was better to change to Ning Yao for his serious opponent in the first battle.

Sure enough, I got my own hint.

The handsome monster with a beautiful sword-raising gourd tied around his waist, glanced at Ning Yao on the top of the city again, and also felt that Ning Yao had gained more by playing the battle, so the big monster slapped the sword-raising gourd and immediately A flash of sword light swept out the Yangjian gourd, and went straight to the young man who delayed the matter. Only when Ning Yao died under the wall, would he have more opportunities to peel off the little girl's face. The cheeky skin, the wife of the Qingshan God, and the cup of the Martial God Pei are all beautiful things that he is determined to obtain.

After the sword light left the Yangjian gourd, it went straight in a straight line. It was said to be a line of sword light, but in fact it was as thick as the mouth of a well. So much so that the sword light was about to hit the young man in blue, and a wide gully several feet deep was torn on the ground.

Do you pay attention to the rules of the battlefield, do you pay attention to the identity of the peak monster?

There is really no such particularity in the wild world.

Wild Desolate World lost in the Thirteen Wars back then, who took the big monsters including Chongguang seriously?

Seriously, there are only those Sword Immortals and Haoran Tianxia.

After breaching the contract, the two big demons who had made a solemn oath for the wild world were killed on the spot.

Is the wild world in trouble?

Being able to exchange lives with the sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, what a few more monsters on one's own side is nothing, the wild world can afford to die, and the wild world has always had a headache, it is the other side who relies on the indestructible Great Wall of Sword Qi, the advance and retreat of the top sword immortals Ziroom, every sword fairy who can survive being injured and fight again next time is the most troublesome! Both the Wild Desolate World and the Haoran World regard the fall as the biggest disaster on the road of cultivation, but the fall of Jianqi Great Wall sword cultivator is almost never called a fall!

After the big demon slapped the Yangjian gourd and handed out a sword, he began to wait for the result of only dividing the number of wins.

As long as that young man is dead, the disciples of the ancestors will continue to fight, isn't there still Ning Yao? The people on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi want to save face, and they still want to save face.

If Chen Qing is upset and chooses to attack him, the ancestor will definitely not be ambiguous, then just fight a chaotic battle, both the enemy and us will save worry and effort, so what if the prelude to the war is completely kicked off?

On the other side of the city, Chen Qing couldn't say whether he was happy or not. Before the big demon stretched out his hand and patted the sword gourd, he had already smiled and said, "Left and right, as a senior brother, I have created a clean and refreshing battlefield for my junior brother." , isn’t it difficult? The other party really wants to go too far, you just leave the city, and I will help you hold the battle.”

Left and right nodded.

So before the green shirt was worn, where the sword light went, thousands of strands of sword energy rose out of nowhere on the ground, smashing the raging sword light like a rainbow on the spot.

"This is the shot? Isn't the opponent me?"

After landing on the ground, the big demon sitting in thousands of Qionglou Yuyu did not put away the ancient fairy mansions that were collected so hard, large and small, lingering around, slowly flowing, like stars shifting to the side of the fairy, The big demon slowly raised his hand, and a slap-sized quaint hall of white jade flew towards the sky above the two people on the battlefield. It suddenly became bigger, covering the sky and the sun, and smashed at the ancestor's disciple and the young man in green clothes. People, regardless of enemy or friend.

The left and right swords were drawn out of their sheaths, the sword intent was far from majestic, almost motionless, just slashing down with the sword.

The white jade palace, which was as big as a mountain peak, was chopped into two. Not only that, the sword energy splashed everywhere, the palace turned into powder, the boulder cracked, and the jade shattered like heavy rain.

That fairy-like big demon didn't feel bad at all, he clapped his palms and smiled, and said with a laugh: "Good swordsmanship, two catties are enough."

The big demon turned his head to look at the bearded man with a sword on his back, "How is it? This sword cultivator who can stand beside Chen Qingdu, I will send you to deal with it?"

The bearded man said calmly: "On the battlefield, let the left and right kill you first, and then I will avenge you. If you want to thank me, just shut up, or it will be the turn of Jianqi Great Wall to thank me."

The big demon lamented, "Even if I kill the left and right, it's a loss-making business. After all, no matter how good the archways of Chen's Chunru in Posuozhou are, they are new objects after all. The old objects I have collected for many years now, all of them They are good-hearted, they are all orphans in the world, if they are gone, they are gone, where can I find them. Sure enough, you sword cultivators are more refreshing, and when you fight, you never have to worry about these gains and losses."

On the other side of the city, Pang Yuanji was a little angry, and said in a deep voice: "These big monsters are deliberately helping that little beast create a heaven and earth atmosphere, to suppress Chen Pingan's mood!"

Chen Sanqiu looked solemn.

This is the battlefield on the Sword Qi Great Wall, and those who fight for the sake of the battle of spirit and spirit will often have no good end. The monster clan in the wild world likes the sword cultivator who is arrogant.

Fighting together, no matter you are the sword fairy of the upper five realms, if anyone thinks that one person can save the sky with one sword, it will be very difficult, and it will only let the monster clan succeed, and give away a pile or even a series of military exploits for nothing.

Many big monsters will deliberately set up a trap, holding the seriously injured sword repairer in their hands, moving slowly, tearing off their hands and feet, throwing them into their mouths to chew, or bit by bit, the sword repairer in his hand is cramped and skinned, all kinds of tragic situations , It’s too horrible to see, a sword cultivator in trouble, life is worse than death, a sword cultivator whose soul has been detained and suppressed, even suicide would be an extravagant hope, the purpose of the big demon is to lure more sword cultivators away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and go deep into the hinterland to fight, with that sword The immortal made a move, and the big monster surrounded him in an instant, and the battle was shared equally afterwards. There have been many such bloody lessons in history.

The young sword cultivator who is the proud son of heaven is arrested, and the elders of the family or the preaching sword cultivator go to save him.

In the end, it was the young sword cultivator who died the latest. There was a young sword cultivator who suffered from this disaster, and even in the end, he was still not killed by the big monster. The young man with incomplete limbs and broken flying sword was just killed by the big monster The demon casually threw it on the ground, and when retreating, he ordered all the demon race to take a detour, leaving the proud son of the day to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Many young people whose natal flying swords were beaten to pieces and the Changsheng Bridge completely collapsed often ended up like this. They either accumulated a little strength on the battlefield and chose to commit suicide, or they were carried away from the battlefield and committed suicide later in the city. .

The Wild World only cares about victory and defeat, life and death, and never cares about the process.

Ning Yao said: "Then they will regret it."

Gently shaking the sword from left to right, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the big monster who sacrificed a white jade palace.

In front of the gray-clothed old man and the fourteen peak monsters standing in front of each other, huge vortices suddenly appeared one after another, and the tips of their swords pierced through the void and slowly came out.

Just like between the wild world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a total of fifteen small worlds have been added.

In the vast world, sword cultivators are left and right, which is equivalent to asking all the great monsters for swords at the same time.

The wild world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no matter what state they are in, actually both sides know that on today's battlefield, on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the more attention is paid, the greater the possibility of death in the next battle. , is looking for death, who could have died slower, will die faster.

First is Chen Pingan.

After that there are left and right.

As expected, Haoran's lineage of literary sages has never been unreasonable.

The burly man in the golden armor suddenly appeared a huge real body, and the golden armor on his body expanded accordingly, still firmly suppressing the big monster, the man in the golden armor stretched out his hand against the tip of the sword, and pushed back together with the long sword and the whirlpool In the end, the long sword and the vortex shattered together, and the golden armor on his body was splashed by the sword energy. The man just didn't look at it, but looked down at the golden palm with a little flaw, but it was a pity that it was soon covered by the thick golden light elsewhere. Gathering it up and filling the hole, the burly man was very annoyed and returned to his human form. After thinking about it again, he decided to fight the next big battle. This swordsmanship is not low, so he must let himself deal with it.

Above the line, those big monsters who had the Gujing throne to sit on each displayed their magical powers, and some punched to break up the flying sword and the whirlpool.

Some movements are so loud that the earth trembles. For example, the sword fairy standing at the feet of the bone demon Bai Ying is facing sword against sword, and the sword tips of different sizes collide, splashing countless sparks, like a gorgeous rain of fire falling on the ground. .

Some big monsters use mysterious means, and they also raise their hands to create a small world and collide with it.

The bearded man didn't do it himself, he just asked his disciple to fly into the air with his sword, and used his sword to resist.

The man in the Confucian shirt responded most easily and freely, allowing the huge flying sword to rush out of the vortex and come straight, and then the flying sword reduced its sword energy in the air, and the size of the flying sword changed drastically, and finally turned into a flying sword. The pocket-sized flying sword was hovering in front of the man in Confucian shirt. He put his fingers together, smiled slightly, and turned it casually.

The Confucian sage sitting at one end of the city also flicked his fingers, and pushed the flying sword into the billowing white mist that was blurred by the long river of time and light in the wild world, and the next moment, inexplicably, from the top of the head of the southern Confucian shirt man It fell straight from the sky, the man smiled, raised his sleeves, the flying sword dissipated immediately, and the fierce flying sword with a little breath of time and river returned to the sky and earth.

On the battlefield, the child didn't care about the sword light behind him piercing through the air, and then the rising white jade palace was destroyed by a sword from the top of the city and scattered everywhere.

It's just that the sword light that left the Yangjian gourd shattered, and the white jade palace exploded, causing the sword energy around the battlefield where the two were located to be disordered, and the child's vision appeared some extremely subtle blurs.

The child twitched the corner of his mouth, gently pushed aside the big monster's head that was under his feet, and kicked it away so as not to get in the way. A dead direct disciple of Tuoyue Mountain is not a senior brother.

The child withdrew his feet, and then just stood there, neither dodging nor dodging.

The other party is finally willing to make a move, he is really a good old man with a gentle personality.

It is meaningless to be so cautious, leaving the city and confronting myself, it is difficult to live, but the easiest to die.

It's just that when he thought about how to deal with the corpses and souls, he could induce Ning Yao on the top of the city to take the initiative to land, fight with him again, and die together, the child was a little embarrassed.

He really can't do the tricks of chewing hands, feet, and people's faces. He is not a monster, and he doesn't have a real body that can move up and down. If you don't disgust others, you will be disgusted to death. Furthermore, I am just a half-baked sword cultivator with an unstable soul, and it is already very strenuous just to practice swords, and I have never learned the magic of the fairy family that uses the soul as a wick to ignite.

Now, the child named "Lizhen" for himself, only thinks that fighting is the way to fight, but when he finds out that he is actually on the battlefield, he thinks about what he has, and he regrets that he was too careless in practicing swords before, and then he was caught by someone again. The jealousy and resentment hidden in the bottom of the heart of these brothers and sisters made me very happy.

Li Zhen looked around, absent-minded.

The opponent was okay, he was a sword cultivator with those two natal flying swords.

A flying sword is extremely slender and sharp, like a needle and thread, with a sense of antiquity, with a bit of the breath of pines and waves. It is a bit similar to many sword fairy flying swords that are not very powerful but kill quickly.

A natal object, with the aura of thunder and lightning, undisguised, unwilling to hide at all, this is more like those sword immortals who are known for their outstanding killing power.

It's no wonder that it's a little skill to make the boss Sword Immortal place a heavy bet.

It's just a little weird. He obviously sacrificed two natal flying swords in one breath, but they were not used to kill the enemy. The opponent still came close, and his figure was quite fast.

The child was a little worried, because he had too many belongings. After leaving Tuoyue Mountain with his master, he was busy receiving gifts all day long. First, the brothers and sisters insisted on giving them, and later, the big monsters who couldn’t remember their names went to the pole to give them away. , Do you really think you are a junk collector? It is simply a delay in practice. I never thought that it would be useful today. Otherwise, once the realm is high, I will have to deal with a bunch of junk every few years. I would not like to give it away, and it would be a pity to lose it. To be too slack, it is not too late to be lazy if you have entered the upper five realms earlier, at least you can learn the supernatural powers in your sleeves, and you will save a lot of trouble, and you will not be afraid of thousands of magic weapons piled up into mountains. The senior sister who has gone into seclusion once said that Hao Ran is too rich to imagine. There are so many sects in the Immortal Family. Those monks of all ages and realms are very smart, and they are even more afraid of death. , In order not to die, you can ignore everything. When you get there, try your heart more, it will be fun.

As soon as the child hesitated, he didn't hesitate at all, just take one move from him, if he has the ability to have an extra flying sword, he will take one sword, and if he has that fairy family treasure, he will hit me on the head.

It's just that this move gave way to the opponent, and it didn't delay him from making some preparations for the next move. It's not some bragging words to let the opponent die as soon as possible.

So the child stood still, and within ten feet, the ground was lifted by more than an inch, as if a small platform of mud was pulled out, and then in an instant, in all directions, not only the battlefield where the two were on, but also as far as the edge of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Near the top of the city, in the air that is hundreds of thousands of feet higher than the top of the city, there is a certain kind of pure sword intent from the same source as the avenue, not sword aura, which condenses into substance without warning, criss-crossing in this high platform , It is wrapped in silk thread, with countless threads, under the sunlight, the snow-white sword intents shine brightly, interweaving a sword intent cage that seems to be detaining the child.

That green shirt didn't choose to fight for his life at close quarters. In the instant before the cage appeared, he seemed to sense the strangeness of the world and changed his route, but he didn't stop and stand still, but slowed down a little, like that A solitary ghost with a cloud of smoke, wandering ten feet away from the child, never approaching the sword-like cage, he held a stack of talismans in each hand, endlessly, throwing them out casually, or letting the talismans Floating with the wind, or inlaid around the ground, from time to time, some yellow paper talismans approached the mud platform that was slightly higher than an inch above the ground, and were silently torn apart by the still sword light formed by those sword intents. In the end, it was scattered on the high platform in pieces.

Li Zhen was a little disappointed, "Don't you dare to change your life with me? You are really boring as a swordsman. It's rare to give you a chance to die generously, but you don't take it. I'm not a relative, nor are we here. The custom of burning yellow paper during the Qingming Festival, what are you doing?"

Li Zhen walked slowly, and the whole cage moved accordingly. The sword intent that was originally scattered in the world gathered more and more, and the cage became bigger and bigger. For some reason, outside the Great Wall of Sword Qi, everyone with Many ancient sword intents of the same origin and different origins chose an extremely rare stillness at this moment. They neither followed that kind of sword intent, merged with each other, nor were they too hostile to intercept.

Chen Xi and Qi Tingji, the two old sword celestials who carved big characters on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, said from the bottom of their hearts: "It is the remaining sword spirit left here by the senior who observed it in the early years. For thousands of years, he has never favored any sword spirit. The descendants of the Great Wall, no wonder."

Qi Tingji frowned and said with a sneer: "Senior? This kind of picky bastard who can abandon the way of swordsmanship in order to reach the top of his own swordsmanship can also be called you and my senior?"

Chen Xi didn't want to be entangled in this matter, and said with emotion: "Thanks to Chen Ping'an running fast, otherwise, Yuanying Jianxiu would have to give up his body in order to have that glimmer of life, but in this way, how can we continue?" beat."

Qi Tingji looked into the distance, "Chen Pingan's fist, if he wants to reach his peak, he has to go through a process of taking it in and letting him go. That bastard is also not idle, and he knows how to create and seize opportunities. It's not so easy to play this move, and most of the rest of the sword will have to be blocked. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is not too disadvantaged. This kind of opportunity to sharpen the true meaning of boxing with the help of the avenue of heaven and earth is not common. After all, this is only borrowed Going to temporarily use the sword array, it won't last long."

Chen Xi shook his head and said: "Don't forget what the other party's status is now, and there will be no shortage of good things around him."

Li Zhen strolled around the battlefield, and said with a smile: "One move has passed, it's not a problem for you to wander around like this all the time, don't think that you can arrange the talisman array casually if you are far away from me, do you know that, You are very annoying. Do you really think I have to stand and be beaten?"

The child shook his sleeves, and rolled out a crystal clear seal, which was trampled through the high mud platform by his foot, and fell to the ground below.

Then he threw out a broken sword without a sheath that was only half left. It was full of rust and the light of the sword was cloudy.

The child then shook off a small and exquisite bronze pagoda from his sleeve, which seemed to be an imitation of the Baiyujing in the Qingming Tianxia, ​​but the pagoda was on the verge of being broken, with obvious gaps, which seemed a bit unusable. The fall, just because it was extremely heavy, plunged into the ground without a trace.

Li Zhen walked non-stop, every time, every time he dropped a piece of fairy treasure, he stepped on it and left it on the spot. You are kindly reminding you that the flying sword cannot break through the sword array, at least you can take the opportunity to control the flying sword, drill a ground, see if you can poke me from the bottom up, you are good, ungrateful, very You have to wait to die. All right, let’s see if it’s because you threw out more Qingming yellow paper, or if it’s my treasure that cleans the grave faster for you.”

Li Zhen once threw a scroll and found that it fell on the ground but it was not opened. In fact, it did not hinder the treasure's operation. The child still squatted down and spread it out. It was a dilapidated picture scroll of the Eighteen Sword Immortals.

Only then did Li Zhen get up and continue to walk, raising his feet slowly, but he could sweep tens of feet away with one step.

Whenever Li Zhen made a move, the long line of the sword array closest to him would bypass the child's hands and feet by itself, and Li Zhen didn't even need to move his mind.

Li Zhen just took a casual walk like this, dropping a treasure every three or four miles. In the end, if the rank was too bad, he didn't intend to take it out to embarrass himself. The long line of slanted sword intent hovering a foot away in front of him twirled slightly, buzzing, and said with a smile: "The original prisoner Guanzhao, how did the swordsmanship reach the sky? Now it is really difficult even for me Imagine, in the early years, with those big figures other than Chen Qingdu, they walked to the heights with swords, manpower conquered the sky. Unfortunately, I can't remember."

Standing twenty feet away in front of him in the green shirt, he finally stopped running, and that's right, he felt it was unnecessary.

Li Zhen didn't know whether to say that this person was stupid or stupid.

Just because the sword array around him is about to disappear? The other party really thought that the sword formation was to protect him from flying swords and talismans?

Li Zhen asked: "By the way, what's your name?"

Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, Li Zhen said helplessly: "What's the matter with you? In many books that have been handed down from the Haoran world to the wild world, the competition between masters is very open and aboveboard. If you call me a boxing name, I will Call out the name of the sword move, and the people around the ants are only responsible for applauding, amazed, how lively, and then when the ability to suppress the bottom of the box is used, everyone will be stunned, dumbfounded, and the silence is better than the sound. Look at you again , are you worthy of so many sword immortals watching the battle from the top of the city? Just because you are dumb, I can't even get up."

From the very beginning of Li Zhen's words, the sword formation had already begun to scatter, and those criss-crossing sword intents began to dim, but instead of returning to heaven and earth, it seemed to turn into a cloud of aura, slowly grazing into the child's acupoints among.

Li Zhen hiccupped, and the clouds and mists that were spit out were all the old sword intent that was relatively turbid before, and then they were squeezed out of the small world of the human body.

After seeing this scene, a great sword fairy turned his head to look at the boss sword fairy.

Chen Qingdu shook his head and said with a smile: "What should be his is his, and if you want to die, you will die."

Li Zhen smiled and asked: "During the process of the sword formation disappearing, there were six small flaws and two small flaws. You couldn't help but not shoot? Do you think I talk too much? I think you are annoying, and you think I more annoying?"

Li Zhen restrained his smile, his eyes were still, and he snapped his fingers, "Coincidentally, I have also completed the formation, and the fifth-level swordsmanship is too difficult, so you can die now."

Between heaven and earth, on the route that Li Zhen walked, there appeared a long series of many light golden characters, the heights were slightly different, the characters were more or less, intermittent, but eventually they were drawn into a thread, the pale golden characters were like those written on the golden The talisman mantras on the talisman paper are all the trivial words before Lizhen, some of which were spoken, but through the fleeting scene, it is obvious that Lizhen also has many inner voices, which can be manifested, especially the The place where many treasures including the Five Thunder Seal, the Bronze Pagoda, the Rusty Broken Sword, and the Immortal Scroll fell to the ground, the clusters of words were the most.

On the ground, a huge golden lightning bolt formed a large crooked circle, covering the battlefields of both sides within a radius of a hundred miles in one fell swoop.

At a higher place than the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the sea of ​​clouds gathers, and the thunder is loud, echoing with the thunder pool of the great land.

At the same time, the Five Thunder Seal began to slowly rise into the sky, shining brightly.

A pagoda of hundreds of feet with flowing rays of light stands erect.

The broken sword shattered with a bang, and all the fragments were lined up along the edge of the thunder pool.

The eighteen sword fairies on the scroll walked out slowly, even though they were suppressed by heaven, earth and sword intent, their bodies were only the size of a mustard seed, but they were formed by each "sword fairy's true intention", still full of sword energy, hovering against the ground , like a natural trajectory of sword energy running. In the end, the eighteen mustard sword fairies were responsible for guarding each treasure.

Because many of the fallen treasures that Lizhen seemed to throw out of their sleeves at random, all have different visions.

Why are there so many words? Naturally, there are too many treasures.

The cultivation base is not high enough for the time being, so he has to use magic weapons, half-immortal soldiers and immortal soldiers to make up for it.

Li Zhen no longer yawned or spoke, and looked calmly, looking at the young man who was his enemy.

One hand is held in the palm of the hand, and the sword ball in the hand is spinning around. There is no trace of precious light flowing, but it is an immortal weapon.

The other hand is also clenched like a fist in the same way, but it does not have the sword pill of the rank of the immortal soldier, but an ancestral talisman of the true shape of the five mountains of later generations.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and in an era earlier than the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Sword Immortals have always liked manpower to conquer the sky.

Well, you have to bear the catastrophe first.

After the catastrophe is the catastrophe.

After the Earth Tribulation, Li Zhen still had a meeting ceremony, as a sword cultivator in the Wild Desolate World, to ask the sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

So behind Lizhen appeared a few immortals in black with a height of several feet, their figures were ethereal and erratic, only the long sword in their hands, the sword intent was concentrated, and the sword light was dazzling.

The sword fairy in the middle stands taller than the rest, with a clear face, an indifferent look, and the most stable body. He is the human sword fairy in ancient times, watching.

Li Zhen frowned.

I saw the man in the green shirt hold his back with one hand and clenched his fist in front of him with the other hand, his eyes were hot, he was wearing a green shirt, his sleeves were no longer rolled up, he was in the gale formed by the calamity of heaven and earth, his big sleeves were fluttering, and his sleeves were bulging The swing was full of breeze, and he looked extremely undressed, like a lotus flower that was too deep blue, almost as black as ink, and he asked with a smile: "That's all?"