Sword of Coming

Li Zhen's brows stretched, a small accident did not hinder the overall situation.

Li Zhen was the first to walk out of the thunder pond with eighteen treasures on the mountain as the hub of the formation. Guan Zhao, formed by the manifestation of sword intent, followed closely, and the rest of the black-clothed immortals followed in turn.

Li Zhen turned his head and said: "It's such a trick to deceive the eyes of the yin god, this thunder pond, the two kalpas of heaven and earth, can be regarded as a gift for you."

The price is not small, 18 treasures, 18 formation eyes, after the catastrophe of heaven and earth, most of the magic treasures will be destroyed, and two of the semi-celestial weapons, the seal of five thunders and the imitation white jade pagoda will not be destroyed , but it will also "fall" and become a magic weapon.

It's just that he is Lizhen, the ancestor's retreat disciple, so this price is completely acceptable.

It’s just that small accidents happened one after another. First, this person replaced Ning Yao and left the city, and then he never fought in close quarters. The murderous sword cage was wasted, and now he even deceived him, leaving only an out of body The Yin God who traveled far away alone borne the catastrophe that could seriously injure a sword cultivator in the Yupu Realm, which made Li Zhen unhappy in the end.

Only twelve years old, domineering in words and deeds, defiant, babbling, stomping on the head of the big monster, standing still and letting him make a move.

This person didn't even take the bait.

If any of the young sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi knew nothing about the heights of the heavens and the earth, all of them, except for Ning Yao, should have died so badly.

Li Zhen couldn't help turning his head to look again.

The man in the green shirt, after Li Zhendao broke the mystery, did not hide anymore, his feet were off the ground, his sleeves were fluttering, and he was a little away from the ground. He turned his wrist and held a closed Yuzhu folding fan. , Gently tapped the palm of the hand, there was a ripple and vibration in the clothes, and the blue clothes on the body immediately faded away, turning into a snow-white robe. Don’t you feel sorry for me, this little yin god? Are you going to leave now? Don’t stay in the thunder pool, staring at me so hard? Don’t worry about the heavenly tribulation killing me, and the bamboo basket fetching water will be empty?”

The man held a fan in one hand, and then raised his hand. In the palm of his hand, there was a remnant of a talisman made of cyan material, like a little bit of green mud on his hand.

Just a talisman, it has exchanged the fall and damage of so many half-celestial soldiers and magic weapons from Lizhen.

The key is to let the real body leave a place where death is inevitable.

Most of the sword immortals on the top of the city let out a sigh of relief.

To die heroically is to die after all.

Li Zhen smiled and said: "The Yin God is still the Yin God. After all, it's not a blindfold. If it's gone, it's gone. Your monk level doesn't seem to be high. What's more, under the age of thirty, no matter how high you are, you can surpass Ning Yao and Pang Yuanji? That treasure is by your side, just in case, if you run your weird supernatural powers and resist the catastrophe of heaven and earth for a while, you will be dead. Maybe you will give me a fortune for nothing. I may not be willing to accept it if others give me it, but from If you snatch it from your body, it is a broken magic weapon, and I will think it is very meaningful."

Li Zhen gradually moved away from Lei Chi, turned his head while walking and said: "Although I don't know who you are, when did you become such an interesting guy in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but I know Ning Yao from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and I can hear you It's almost like a cocoon. You took the initiative to pay back the gift for Chen Qingdu, and Ning Yao didn't stop you, and Chen Qingdu dared to bet heavily. From that moment, I knew that you must die, so what's the matter with paying a price? Maybe Killing you is not worse than killing Ning Yao."

Li Zhen pointed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, "The price? From now on, the entire city will be my place of cultivation."

Li Zhen looked at the young man in white clothes, waved his hand, "Go."

The yin god collapsed, and the soul was incomplete from then on. For the monks, even if they fell into the root of the disease that could not be cured by the gods, their combat power would be greatly reduced.

The Yin God smiled slightly, and shook his sleeves, the talismans were like flowing clouds like flowing water, covering the sky and covering the earth, the talismans thrown earlier were crushed and shattered by the real treasures, it doesn't matter, I have a lot of talismans.

There are no less than twenty kinds of five-element talisman, thunder talisman, snow mud talisman, the yang energy lighting talisman in "The True Book of Danshu", the extradition talisman taught by Qi Jinglong, and the mountain-searching talisman taught by student Cui Dongshan.

It is a pity that the talismans could not form an array before, but it is still possible to use the remnants of the aura of many talismans to help observe the flow of air in the subtleties of heaven and earth.

Li Zhen suddenly stopped and asked: "The way you looked like you were determined to die earlier, did you deliberately lure me to throw out this formation early?"

The Yin God in white smiled and said, "Guess."

Li Zhen kindly reminded: "Enjoy the two catastrophes that day and earth, and remember, the eighteen mustard sword fairy puppets guarding the treasures will be idle when the two catastrophes are activated. Xiu hit with all his strength."

Li Zhen looked towards one place, "Is it possible to show your real body?"

Previously, Li Zhen played a little trick on the head of the sword fairy of the Yue family. After the weird talisman that helped the other party hide his breath was gone, it was useless to hide it anywhere.

As far as I can see from Zhenzhen, ripples spread out like water patterns, and a man in a green shirt with his sleeves rolled up walked out, with two flying swords imitated by Luzhou Henjian Mountain in Beiju, pine needles and cough thunder, flying around him.

The two flying swords disappeared in a flash.

Li Zhen didn't speak anymore, and the two black-clothed immortals formed by the condensed sword intent swept away behind him, and the sword light was like a rainbow.

Chen Ping stepped on the ground and disappeared out of nowhere, dodging two sword lights, and there were two Hei Yi sword immortals, one of them stood in front of Li Zhen holding a sword, and the other disappeared without a trace.

Only the tall "Guan Zhao" who condensed the most substantial sword intent and was almost real, always stood behind Li Zhen.

A sword cultivator with a low level and a pure martial artist with a high level at the same time?

Who the hell is this?

The unhappiness in Li Xin's heart was relieved a little.

The big demon Zhongguang bowed his head and stood behind the gray-clothed old man, hesitating to speak.

The gray-clothed old man smiled and said: "The wild world is closed, and it's all my family. It's okay for Li Zhen to suffer a little bit this time. It's still too early to judge the outcome."

Only after suffering, will you know how to concentrate on practicing swords. No longer deep in the heart, rejecting the identity of "watching".

Da Yao Chongguang smiled obsequiously, but was instantly terrified.

Isn't it the result of winning from the truth?

The old man in gray said, "Just don't lose."

Da Yao Chong Guang was sweating profusely.

The gray-clothed old man smiled and said, "Staying so close and standing for such a long time, the aura of the Great Dao has earned you a lot. Take it as a reward for the previous two small fights."

Da Yao Zhongguang bent over and retreated, leaving quietly.

On the top of the city, there were no swords on the left and right to chop the sea of ​​clouds.

Young Jianqi Great Wall sword cultivators under the age of thirty, without exception, are geniuses among geniuses, and this is the only big year in the thousands of years of Jianqi Great Wall.

The last time there was such a big year, it was the most tragic battle on the Sword Qi Great Wall, so that only Chen Qingdu was left guarding the top of the city.

But this time, Jianqi Great Wall has taken good care of these children for thirty or forty years. Of course, the price is that many more Earth Immortal Sword Masters who guarded the formation for the children died.

Pang Yuanji said: "If it were me, there would be five thunders falling from the sky and murderous intentions from the ground. I would definitely not be able to avoid it. I would have to fight hard and die."

Gao Yehou's younger sister, Gao Youqing, said softly, "I will only die faster, by that sword array."

Dong Huafu said: "That little bastard is a retreat disciple of Master Tuoyue Mountain. Except for Sister Ning, it's normal for any of us to lose, so there's no need to think about it. Look at us, who can take out so much money in one go? So according to Chen Ping'an, when dealing with this kind of rich, powerful and backer, you can't 'I'll give you the heads-up' or 'let the other party pick us'. At that time, everyone will share the accounts, and everyone will be very rich."

Pang Yuanji said: "That's the reason, but we also need to see that little beast. Just being able to control so many treasures in one go is not something ordinary people can do. This time, it is also thanks to the fact that we are fighting against Chen Ping an Chen Pingan, the other party's big and small traps didn't pay off immediately, next time we face off on the battlefield, we have to be especially careful about this kind of person."

A young sword cultivator who didn't have a good relationship with Ning Yao, Chen Sanqiu, and the Diezhang wine shop said something fair, "He has a darker heart than that, that little bastard found the wrong person."

Ning Yao raised his head to look at the sea of ​​clouds and Heavenly Tribulation, and remained silent.

If it was her, it would not be difficult to block it, but the impact would be far-reaching and it would be very troublesome.

Chen Qingdu smiled and said, "Ning girl, if it were you who ended up, naturally there would be no such bet. And since Chen Pingan was dragged to the top of the city by me, there would be no such 'if'."

Chen Qingdu recalled a rare old event, "Wu Chengpei once questioned Ah Liang, who in the world can't die, and whether it has anything to do with surname and family."

"Ah Liang is the same way, this kind of question is the most troublesome to answer, so I had to go to Tuoyue Mountain and Yiluohe later."

Chen Qing smiled and turned to look at Ning Yao, "Of course I value you and Chen Ping'an, but I really don't think you can die. It's a bit complicated, girl Ning, do you know what I mean? "

Ning Yao nodded and said, "Understood. But I am very unhappy, not for myself, but for Chen Ping'an."

Zuo Zuo sneered and said, "If you are unhappy, you have to count me in."

Chen Qingdu smiled even more. Talking to Ning girl is worry-free, and it’s good to be so straightforward, "That’s good. It’s good to save everything from being careless and unhappy, otherwise the left and right will be a lesson from the past. Why do you practice swords, why do you live and die, and you have been fighting against the wall. Until today, you are a little bit like a real swordsman."

Chen Qing turned a deaf ear and said to himself, "A real swordsman."

A true sword cultivator will cast a sword for the world, forgetting life and death, transcending life and death.

This big thing that is extremely difficult to do when you think about it deeply is also a small thing that can be done inadvertently.

In fact, it is a strange thing that many sword cultivators of the middle five realms can do, but sword immortals of the upper five realms are increasingly unable to do it.

The world is getting worse and worse, and I feel discouraged and unwilling. The world is getting better and better, so it is inevitable to be reluctant. Sword skills are not high, and there is nothing you can do about it. It is better to die for yourself and others. If your sword skills are high enough, you will have the ability to find all kinds of reasons for yourself not to die. This is also a matter of course. It is human nature to be too demanding.

The human heart is indeed the most interesting cage set up by the gods back then.

As for the other cage, it is people's perception of the passage of time. The ancient sages separated from the heaven and the earth, and the common people of later generations received invisible protection. Therefore, before anyone truly proves the Dao, even in the Ascension Realm, he will inevitably feel that life is vain. This is a huge problem that the three religions and the sages of various schools of thought have been tirelessly trying to find a final solution to for thousands of years.

The truth-seeking of monks in the fairyland, Confucianism's righteousness and righteousness to calm people's hearts, Buddhism's breaking of self-attachment, and Taoism's return to basics are all hard work on this matter.

Everyone is struggling to survive, and everyone is silently seeking to die, what a contradiction. Therefore, it is necessary to pursue life between heaven and earth, where the shape is like the sun in the middle of the scene, the heart is like the moon in the sky, everything is clear, clear and bright.

Chen Qingdu said something strange to Ning Yao, "No matter what the result is, don't think that Chen Pingan will lose too much in this battle."

Ning Yao remained silent.

Chen Qing laughed and said, "I didn't ask Chen Pingan to leave the city to return the gift."

On the battlefield, dust is flying.

Three illusory black-clothed immortals drew their swords, always standing on one side, besieging that Chen Pingan, the sword light was bright, the momentum was like thunder, and there was no way to speak, just smashing at Chen Pingan.

One of the black-clothed immortals was hit by a close-up punch, and his body was shaken, but the sword intent was reunited soon, and the dead thing condensed by the sword intent was only a little dim, and the sword was still as usual, the sword light Very fast and very heavy.

There was also a fairy who was hit by his own sword light, and then continued to seem to be resurrected from the dead.

In another battlefield with great disparity in strength, the sea of ​​clouds imbued with the five thunders' rectification was drooping, and the earth was pulled up by the thunder pool. It was obvious that the sky and the earth were going to be bordered, and the Yin God in white who was in it was crushed and killed.

The third black-clothed immortal who had been hiding in the dark appeared and stood still, unknowingly, scattered in all directions.

With a snap of the fingers, the earth trembled behind the four black-clothed immortals, and a statue of a god rose from the ground, standing upright with four statues of heavenly kings, like the most vivid painted statues in the world, and then when the four sword celestial beings made sword tactics at the same time, the four statues of heavenly kings They opened their eyes at the same time, showing the angry eyes of a heavenly king.

One of the statues is gorgeous, full of golden light, wearing a crown of five Buddhas, wearing a golden armor, wearing a jeweled necklace, and holding a treasure banner on the right.

There is also a statue of a golden man, wearing red-purple armor, with an angry face, holding a spear in his right hand, the spear is on the ground, and holding a mirror in one hand, reflecting the earth.

There is also a heavenly king, Dharma Xiang, dressed in heavenly clothes, holding a knife with his left arm hanging down, and holding a treasure in his palm.

The last statue is wrapped around a dragon and holds a red rope in its right hand, which is said to be able to subdue all dragon kings.

Li Zhen has two purposes in one mind, not only seeing the real body of the opponent in the formation, but also carefully observing the Yin God in white in the two calamities of heaven and earth.

The four celestial kings each held treasures, and once again shrouded a small world with precious light. After forming the formation, the four black sword immortals dissipated by themselves, turning into strands of quintessential sword intent.

Chen Ping's fist was thrown out, cloud steaming in a big swamp style, and the sky in that small world was shaken, temporarily unable to sink and suppress the earth with Tianwei.

At the same time, Feijian Chuyi swept out of his natal acupoint, and strangled those close sword intents.

Li Zhen twitched the corners of his mouth, the other party had a lot of skills in suppressing the bottom of the box, until this moment, he was forced to sacrifice to defend the enemy.

Lizhen's mind moved slightly, and the "Guanzhao" behind him took a step forward, protecting Lizhen like a true Dharma protector.

A ray of fast-moving green sword light pierced Guan Zhao's body at an unimaginable flying speed, pierced straight through, and then the tip of the sword trembled slightly, only a foot away from the real brow.

Taking a step back from the truth, watching the ethereal figure become more and more cohesive, he was about to reach out and imprison the extremely insidious sneak attack flying sword with two fingers.

Never thought that the green flying sword that could not be hit with one blow would disappear backwards.

Ordinary people, weak in physique, even if they get a magic weapon from the mountain, they can't control it, and they will only suffer.

the same way. Not all Earth Immortals can completely control a Half Immortal Armament.

As for letting the immortal soldiers recognize their master, it is even more difficult.

But now Li Zhen has immortal weapons in his hands, and there are two of them.

Li Zhen raised a palm, which is the ancestral talisman of all the real shapes of the Five Sacred Mountains, called the Three Mountains Talisman.

Once sacrificed, the price would be so high that even Lizhen would complain endlessly. It was used to deal with Ning Yao. Lizhen was willing to deal with this young man in front of him, but he was still reluctant.

So Li Zhen continued to make a fist, and spread out the other hand. The slowly flowing sword ball in the palm of his hand was once himself, or the natal flying sword that he watched, and the battle of Tuoyue Mountain. He was raised by Tuoyue Mountain at a huge price and raised for thousands of years before recovering to his peak little by little. In every siege battle in history, there will be a special demon responsible for capturing the sword spirit of the Great Wall with ancient secret methods and sending it secretly. Going to Tuoyue Mountain, one of the great monsters who were directly descended from Tuoyue Mountain was personally involved in danger and wanted to steal more sword intent, so he was trapped by Dong Sangeng and Chen Xi.

Capturing an Ascension Realm monster alive is far from being as simple as beheading a monster.

When Li Zhen spread out his palms, the sword pill trembled slightly, which caused the world around Li Zhen to start to twist, and the sword fairy contemplation, which was nothing more than the condensed sword intent, turned his head and looked at it. It is a dead thing, but at this moment, it reveals a complex look that looks like a human being.

Li Zhen raised his head, clenched his fist again, and smiled at the "Guan Shi": "This is mine, not yours."

Guan Zhao swung his sword lightly, knocking away the sudden green sword light.

Li Zhen no longer cared about the elusive flying sword, strode forward, passed through the nothingness of the witness, and continued to watch the battle.

That young man was really not ordinary. The Heavenly King Faxiang threw a spear, but he blocked it with his arm. The whole person was hit, and his legs sank into the ground.

On the top of the city, the young geniuses of the Sword Qi Great Wall continued to communicate with each other with words.

Dong Bu smiled and said: "It's another fight that Chen Pingan has no power to fight back. It's one-sided, one-sided."

Guo Zhujiu nodded vigorously and said: "That little bastard is really powerful. He and Qi Shou can be called brothers and sisters. When we meet on the battlefield in the future, we can talk to each other before we start fighting."

Chen Sanqiu smiled wryly.

In fact, these seemingly gag words are relaxed, precisely because everyone's hearts are tense.

The little girl from Luduan who only said that she was not afraid of anything that day, now her forehead is covered with sweat, and she is very worried.

During the process of the sea of ​​clouds drooping and the earth rising, the sky and the earth have not yet completely bordered. The entire thunder pool on the ground connects the sea of ​​clouds, and five thunders hit the ground. More and more lightning whips appear between the sky and the earth. Countless scurrying electric snakes containing the true meaning of thunder were separated, and the Yin God dressed in white was besieged among them, and could only dodge against the wind continuously, not only to avoid the five thunder and lightning pillars that smashed to the ground, but also to avoid those instantaneous branches and leaves. Spreading disordered lightning.

But the sky and the earth border each other, and the double calamity overlaps.

Destined to have nowhere to hide.

Li Zhen smiled at the four Faxiangs and said: "Don't worry, let this pure martial artist with high martial arts gradually turn into a shattered skeleton, and taste the feeling of a common man becoming a god."

After saying this, Li Zhen raised his head to look at Ning Yao, and heard from Senior Sister Tuo Yueshan that the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi were the ones who liked this trick the most.

The young man who was caught in two battlefields by the Yin God and the real body was probably one of the few exceptions.

It's just that Ning Yao never took a look at Li Zhen, but just stared at the sea of ​​clouds that was falling faster and faster.

Ning Yao didn't care about Li Zhen's verbal provocation.

On the ground far away from the city, there are flying swords that continue to plunder Li Zhen, just like a sword cultivator asking a sword.

This time, it was no longer just the faint green sword light, but all three.

The first one is the pine needles of the thin thread.

Guan Zhao handed out a sword, but the flying sword suddenly changed its trajectory and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a gully of the same depth on the ground.

Guan Zhao twisted his wrist and continued to draw out his sword. It was the astonishing Kelei who still retreated without fighting, but was affected by the vigorous sword energy of Guan Zhan's sword. When retreating, the tip of the sword was skewed.

I really think it's a little fun.

It turned out to be two fake embroidered pillows? On an ordinary battlefield, it can indeed scare people. Many life and death frontlines are enough to change the situation.

Only Flying Sword Fifteen, which really contained murderous intent, pierced through the air from a distance from the side, drew an arc, and rushed towards the back of Li Zhen's head.

Now Guan Zhao will be dragged down by Lizhen's current state and thoughts, so he can't draw the sword completely by instinct, and he is not at the peak of his real body. The sword fairy Guan Zhao couldn't make the sword, so he simply reached out and grabbed the flying sword.

Li Zhen didn't care about this kind of assassination at all.

It doesn't matter if you take a sword.

What's more, there is Guan Zhao standing by to block the flying sword.

Li Zhen's only concern now is to determine whether the young man's real body is the whole of his real body, or just a Yangshen body.

Once the real body is still hiding in an unknown place, waiting for an opportunity to move, it will be another small accident that has nothing to do with the overall situation but will make him lose face.

After all, this opponent seems to be too different from the sword repair who likes to be straightforward.

It should be like the left and right on the top of the city.

Li Zhen thought about it, it would be good to wait for the dust to settle on the two battlefields, but it seems that it is not a problem for him to be so idle.

So he sacrificed a natal flying sword known as a unique gift, soaring into the sky, bringing a touch of snow-white light, and finally transformed into a bright moon in the wild world, competing with the sun for glory.

The full moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight is like water, sprinkled on the world, reflecting the battlefield for hundreds of miles, and most of the ancient swords and swords are a little stagnant after being illuminated by the moonlight.

Lei Chi is a small world, relying on the accumulation of treasures, as well as his self-confessed superficial talisman skills.

The four black-clothed celestial beings are both blinders, and they are not blinders. After the dharma stands upright, it is another small world.

After Lizhen's natal flying sword is sacrificed, it will be the third one.

Looking intently at Li Zhen, the moonlight falling on the earth is stained with the breath of time and flowing water, so when Li Zhen has a certain thought in his heart, besides the two caged small worlds, the third small world will be still, and the hundreds of feet under the earth are still surrounded included.

Facts have proved that the young man has no other means, so that the real body hides elsewhere.

On the contrary, those three flying swords, which are real and fake, finally got some sense of interest, they no longer entangled with Li Zhen, but just flew in the distance, like those headless flies, especially those two pretending imitation flying swords, It's shaky, and it's hilarious.

In the small world, except for those sword celestial spirits that seem to be unconstrained by the Dao of Heaven and Earth, but the speed of circulation is slowed down, the rest of the countless sword qi are all turned into powder in the moonlight and flowing water.

Li Zhen was relieved because there were no more minor accidents, but also a little disappointed.

The flying sword in Guan Zhao's hand has escaped, and the sharpness of the flying sword is quite impressive.

It's just that Guan Zhao is safe and sound. The faint green sword light has been returning for a long time without success. After all, it is impossible to escape the fate of the master's death and the collapse of the natal flying sword.

It and the poor master are just dying.

The first Thunder Pool Heaven and Earth was already bordering the sky and the earth. Above the earth and below the city, in the high sky, there were huge waves of sword energy splashing out in all directions, like sword immortals offering their flying swords in unison.

Little Yin God,

In the small world where the second statue of the Four Great Heavenly Kings sits, there are more real bodies punching as pure warriors. The young man's hands and shoulders are bare bones. Li Zhen said that he wants to turn him into a white skeleton, obviously he is not an idiot Sleepy nonsense.

In the second small world, Chen Pingan, who was covered in blood, still punched non-stop, attacking one of the barriers of the small world in the style of a god-man beating a drum.

Fist is bones.

Every time there is a gap between punches and retractions, Fei Jian will make up for the punch on the first day of the first day.

The Flying Sword Fifteen, which was in the third small world, suddenly turned the tip of the sword, as if it was going to face Feijian Chuyi with the tip of the sword.

The two swords collided, and a gap appeared in the barrier between heaven and earth.

Dressed in a green shirt, he punched the gods and drums for the last time. At the cost of breaking his arm, he punched open the world. In the incomparably gorgeous and glorious glass scene, he rushed straight to the most favored existence in the barbaric world. real.

It's just that from breaking through a small world, he has to devote himself to the next small world. He should be stagnant and seriously injured. It is reasonable to run a little slower than the original running speed.

But the peak fist flowed like a waterfall, and it was like a high god descending on the body, making Chen Pingan run as fast as thunder, sweeping tens of miles in an instant, the golden fist and the moonlight flowing water created by the flying sword , collide with each other, directly blasting the latter.

Ning Yao was on the top of the city, his eyes were shining brightly, and as far as he could see was the pure martial artist Chen Pingan who was still in green clothes but without white jade hairpins, and he couldn't resist not looking at the Thunder Pool Heavenly Tribulation that bordered the land.

Li Zhen no longer clenched his fists, and lightly clenched his fist with one hand, the whole arm began to be separated from flesh and blood, and the bones shattered.

I didn't expect to need to use this hand of immortal weapon talisman to such a tragic level.

Li Zhen's entire arm has disappeared, and his face is a little pale, but where the fist was originally clenched, an ancient ancient talisman appeared, hanging in the air.

I saw the young man with one arm drooping, shaking his sleeve with his left hand, and a golden robe appeared, and he continued to run, but at the same time, the robe was put on by itself.

The next moment, a mountain range with three peaks appeared on the ground.

The young man who changed from the green shirt to the golden robe was never seen again.

A long golden line flew across the sky from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Crossed the three mountains and great mountains.

The small world created by the natal sword Moonlight and Time Flowing Water was split open with a single sword, and fell straight to the top of Lizhen's head.

Li Zhen dropped the sword pill in his hand, and instantly melted into the eyebrows of the sword fairy beside him.

The sword fairy looked at his ethereal figure, and the sword light sputtered instantly. He was tens of feet tall, holding a long sword in his hand to block the golden long sword.

Bleeding from the seven orifices of Lizhen, I feel great hatred in my heart.

If you don't want to die, you have to drag yourself into the water!

Only Ning Yao should have the right to make himself pay such a big price!

In order to control the fairy weapon talisman, he needs to lose his soul from the truth! And the sword pill, after being integrated into the contemplation of Jianxin.

Li Zhen's original intention was to simply give up this observation, which is equivalent to the value of two immortal weapons, and cooperate with the three mountain talismans to exchange lives with Na Ning Yao!

Otherwise, as long as one's own sword heart resists the "contemplation" a little bit, it means that in this life, he will not be able to truly control a puppet contemplation who is holding an immortal weapon and is himself an immortal weapon. The true heart of this life. Anyone who fought side by side with Chen Qingdu and didn't learn from that Dragon Lord's contemplation until his death, and the oldest prisoner on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, should die clean and refreshed.

Li Zhen suddenly turned his head to look at the high altitude after the collision between the land and the land, staring straight at him with wide eyes.

It is a slowly falling white jade hairpin.

Indeed, there is no such thing as a ghost in white.

In the sky above the head, the Immortal Armament and Sword Immortal, whose trajectory was always condensed with golden light when it came, collided with the long sword in Guan Zhao's hand.

Except for the place where Li Zhen was standing, the surrounding land sank tens of feet in an instant.

Between the white jade hairpin and Lizhen, two flying swords, pine needles, and cough thunders hovered still in the air.

Exactly a straight line.

While the white jade hairpin was falling, a Chen Pingan appeared.

In an instant, Chen Ping stepped on Feijian pine needles, and in the next moment, he stood on Kelei again.

Before becoming a warrior in the Yufeng Realm, there should be a way to escape with the sword.

So Cui Dongshan, Qi Jinglong, and Nalan Yexing worked together to research this secret technique for Chen Pingan.

First refine the two flying swords of pine needles and cough thunder into existences similar to "talismans", so that the pine needles and cough thunder can be used as anchor points in the long river of time to help Chen Pingan withdraw from the battlefield for more than a hundred miles in an instant. It may even be hundreds of miles.

But in the end, for a pure warrior like Chen Pingan, the method of escape should still be used to kill people!

In fact, Chen Pingan's real body has always been integrated with the Yin God, but it just makes the opponent feel that the Yin God has traveled far away and withdrawn from the thunder pool.

Intentionally, the "Yin God" was severely injured by the Eighteen Mustard Seed Sword Immortals in the sea of ​​clouds and thunderstorms. Only at the last moment, the real body and the Yin God hid together in the other hosta on the head of the Yin God.

Otherwise, hide in it early, maybe in a short while, the temporarily unowned white jade hairpin will fall into the opponent's hands.

As for the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year and the pine needle coughing thunder, a total of four flying swords were left to Chen Pingan, a pure martial artist who was in the body of Yangshen, and the magic robe Jinli, which was the rank of the immortal soldier.

It is enough for both of them to not die.

Just in the blink of a few thoughts, don't talk about realm and swordsmanship, just say that you have a lot of thoughts, even if you are a swordsman at the top of the city, you are not as good as me, Chen Pingan.

The purpose is to draw the sword at this moment.

Li Zhen looked up, his expression was complicated, he tried his best, what else could he do, the worst outcome, the one-case scenario of accumulating accidents, seems to have really come.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand to grab it, and said a word silently.

A sword slashed down, directly cutting the real body into two on the spot.

Li Zhen just turned his head slightly.

So at last a complete head was preserved.

The long sword in his hand is just a condensed imitation of the sword intent. It is true that Chen Pingan is on the top of the city, and he is taught the sword again and again. It is Chen Pingan who wasted his time.

It wasn't the sword fairy who was still confronting Guan Zhao.

Scholars look at the world, everything is desirable and turned into their own use.

After Chen Ping fell to the ground, the sword intent of the long sword was shattered. He stepped on the head with one foot and punched out, arresting all the souls who tried to escape in all directions.

Only the soul, which was incomplete from the beginning, was held in his hand by a young sword cultivator who still didn't know his name, and he gently lifted it up, covering it tightly with a fist with the faint vibration of spring thunder.

Chen Pingan stomped on that head, his five fingers were like hooks, penetrated into the opponent's soul, and asked, "Little waste, why don't you stop talking?"

Li Zhenhun didn't struggle at all. He twitched the corners of his mouth and was about to speak when Chen Ping smashed him to pieces with his fist. "I beg you to say one more word? Can you do it?"

Between the heaven and the earth, there is only sword energy and strong wind, blowing the young man's sideburns and robe.

Many of the fourteen big monsters above the line in the distance are about to move.

The gray-clothed old man raised his hand, preventing these peak beings from the wild world from attacking the young man, took a step forward, and said with a smile, "Little guy, you're in a good mood."

Not only that, the gray-clothed old man waved his sleeves and scattered the Guanzhao who had swallowed the immortal sword pill.

Not only that, the three-mountain Fu Dayue also disappeared.

Chen Pingan also grabbed the sword fairy flying over, and pointed the sword point at the gray-clothed old man. The action could not be more provocative, but he said: "Don't bully the small with the big, I am the least courageous person!" gone."

The old man in gray smiled and said, "Take it when you see it, and return to your Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Chen Pingan held the sword fairy, turned and left.

Along the way, not a single blade of grass grew, and all the tatters were collected, not even the head of the great monster of the Ascension Realm, and everything within reach was collected together.

The Yin God in white came out from the white jade hairpin, and the outer body of the Yang God with most of his body covered with bones gathered together with Chen Pingan and reunited.

Chen Pingan suddenly stood still on the battlefield, reached out and clenched his fist, raised it high, then slowly put it away, looked at Ning Yao with a smile, tapped his heart lightly, and as a result, a mouthful of blood came out, staggered, and was caught The sword fairy in the hands with the same mind "dragged" and flew to the top of the city.

During the period, the handsome monster couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to shoot the sword gourd again, so he just sent out his sword energy and slaughtered the young man who was so eyesore.

Just patted it, but the sword-raising gourd did not move. After glancing at the gray-clothed old man, the big monster stopped angrily.

The gray-clothed old man stepped forward, stood on the ground between the fourteen peak monsters and all the sword immortals on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and stretched out a palm, "Chen Qingdu, according to the agreement, the sword will be done."

Chen Qing asked with a smile: "The airs are so big, let's discuss, how about the two swords?"

The old man in gray withdrew his hand, smiled, and was too lazy to answer.

Chen Qingdu turned his head and waved to Chen Pingan: "I can't let you work in vain, come here, I will teach you a sword personally."

Chen Ping'an was held down by Chen Qingdu's shoulder.

Not only the Sword Qi Great Wall, but also the peak of the Great Monster, as far as the eye can see, there is no sea of ​​clouds.

Not only that, on the ground between the big monster and the head of the city, even a grain of dust obediently clings to the ground.

On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, behind Chen Qingdu and Chen Pingan, an old man in white clothes suddenly appeared, sitting cross-legged on the top of the wall, holding a long sword with a big hand, just casually with no sword skills at all. It poked down, and simply went to the top of the gray-clothed old man's head.

Once again the yellow sand rolled.

After a while, the dust settled suddenly, and the gray-clothed old man was still standing on the battlefield, but his figure was suspended in the air, with his hands behind his back all the time, keeping his promise, and took a solid blow from Chen Qingdu.

Most of the fourteen peak monsters are a little unsteady.

Half of them turned their heads and looked behind them at the same time.

The old man in gray turned and left.

He is the Manifestation of the Dao of the Wild World, and it doesn't matter if he suffered the sword of Chen Qingdu, it was nothing more than the sword of the Wild World.

The barren world has been barren since ancient times, and after a single sword strike, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were shattered, so what can be done.

But ten thousand years later, Chen Qingdu's swordsmanship was indeed better.

Because there was still that little half of the sword intent that didn't follow the old man's decree in gray, and it still fell ten thousand miles behind the big monster.

Chen Qingdu patted Chen Ping'an's shoulder, "Have you learned it yet?"

Chen Pingan wiped his face carelessly with both hands. It was all blood that flowed out after learning the sword. He didn't answer the question of the boss Sword Immortal, and asked, "Is the boy still alive?"

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "I didn't live at all, so why talk about dying. But if you only talk about the young people who are made up of souls, and don't talk about the contemplation, they are considered dead. Once the youth dies, the contemplation will die even more." Let me tell you something frustrating again. The real contemplation of Jianxin is quite different from that of the Dragon Lord. In fact, he has never deviated from the way of the sword. Therefore, contemplation of the most critical point of soul, Tuoyue Mountain, is deliberately not to take it. Come out and give it to that young man, otherwise once the real mind of contemplation is revealed, and the sword pill is melted into the sword heart, and returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi by contemplation, it will be asking for trouble for the beasts in the barbaric world."

Chen Qingdu pointed to the broken robe among the big monsters, "As for this one, the Dragon Lord in the past had the most hatred for Haoran Tianxia. When I dragged him to Tuoyue Mountain, he was unambiguous when he drew his sword. Among the Great Wall of Sword Qi, one of the first sword immortals to ask for death by himself, after dying once, he felt that he had no debts to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He should want to use the identity of a wandering prisoner sword cultivator to ask swords to spread across the world. I understand , but I don’t accept it. Therefore, among those who will be able to cross the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the future, there will definitely be no Sword Cultivator Dragon Lord among them.”

Chen Qingdu let out a gasp, a little surprised, "You don't have the slightest sense of guilt for looking after seniors? This is very unlike Chen Ping'an."

Chen Pingan said calmly: "Don't say he is a young man with insufficient brains, even if his real body appears in front of me, if he dares to say that kind of thing, I will hack him to death."

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked to the south.

As soon as the gray-clothed old man left, the fourteen big monsters also retreated, and the rest of the big monsters retreated one after another.

Chen Ping closed his eyes, and the dog day unexpectedly fell, and this fall fell several times in a row. Fortunately, relying on the previous travel experience in Beiju Luzhou, he tried his best to survive the two catastrophes of the day and the earth, and he was able to improve from the realm of martial arts Get it back online. As long as the Longevity Bridge continues and the four key natal objects are present, now that he is just a five-level qi trainer, it is not too fatal to fall to his mother's level. As long as you rely on the sword taught by the boss sword fairy to give birth to a true flying sword as soon as possible, you will be blessed and misfortune...

Ning Yao carried Chen Pingan on his back.

At the last moment before Chen Pingan completely lost consciousness, he vaguely heard the sound of a horn.

The city is under siege.