Sword of Coming

Ning Yao said: "This Zhou Haijing plays very well."

Sometimes his fist is like breaking a willow, sometimes his hand is like holding a flower, and his figure is as graceful as colorful clouds.

In Ning Yao's view, a martial arts fight in which you punch and kick me is actually more exciting than a martial arts fight on a mountain with a Qi practitioner. As for sword cultivators, it's actually very boring.

Compared with Zhou Haijing, who has fancy punches and quick movements, Yu Hong's fists and kicks appear to be wide open and closed, with powerful punches and powerful energy like several dragons circling around. He has made great achievements in close fights with Zhou Haijing several times. , had already smashed the female grandmaster’s bracelets and several hairpins. The people watching the battle, especially the disciples of Gongqing who couldn’t raise their heads because of Chi Lane and Chi’er Street, saw Zhou Haijing’s instep fiercely hit Yuhong’s ribs. The force was so strong and heavy that Yu Hong was instantly moved over ten feet in the martial arts arena. For a moment, everyone was applauding and cheering loudly.

Yu Hong stood still and patted her clothes casually. A blood groove appeared on her cheek, and blood slowly oozed out. It was a small injury caused by Zhou Haijing's previous scratch with a knife. This young aunt has really black hands. , the previous sword in her hand was as powerful as a rainbow, and it seemed to cut straight to the neck, but it was all an illusion. Her trump card was that she actually dug out one of Yu Hong's eyeballs with her thumb. Yu Hong did not hesitate at that time and kicked Zhou Haijing in the abdomen. The latter had to take a step back in order to relieve his strength and avoid being trampled through his body. Otherwise, Yu Hong would have used a kick this time to change hands. The price of an eyeball is to kill a mountain top warrior.

Chen Ping'an was still closing his eyes and concentrating, listening to sounds and distinguishing fists. It was not difficult for a martial artist who had reached the first level of Guizhen. He explained to Ning Yao softly: "Zhou Haijing is fishing. It takes less than half a stick of incense to deliberately Six different boxing principles and seventeen punches were used, all of which were learned from others. The victory was due to the cleverness of the boxing moves, but the defeat was due to the shallowness of the boxing intention, which was more than mixed and not thick enough, because they were not Zhou Haijing’s own real boxing techniques. , she never distinguishes her strength from Yu Hong, and coupled with the hand knife just now, it is probably to deepen the impression in Yu Hong's mind, "Zhou Haijing is a female martial artist." I guess when Yu Hong is the first When Zhou Haijing took a breath for the first time, it was when Zhou Haijing decided the winner with him, and by accident, she exchanged serious injuries for Yu Hong's life."

Ning Yao asked in confusion: "Do the two sides have a grudge?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "It's hard to say, some martial arts idiots just like to separate life and death with fists to hone their martial arts."

For example, the old cook from Luo Luo Shan.

Zhou Haijing held a few orbs in his hand, exerted force gently, and made a creaking sound. The bracelet had been affected by the Yuhong Fist, and the string of his bracelet was broken, and most of the beads were scattered on the ground.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Senior Yu's waist is always getting stronger and stronger. No wonder he has spread his branches and leaves and has many children and grandchildren. On my way to Beijing, I heard that in the old Zhu Ying dynasty, you warriors with the surname of Yu were powerful and powerful. Conquer half the country."

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Yu Hong frowned slightly and said, "Warrior martial arts, stop talking nonsense."

Zhou Haijing raised his hand and unclenched his fist. A few beads were crushed into a ball of powder and scattered in all directions with the wind.

She clasped her fists high and said with a smile: "It can be regarded as a medicinal herb to prolong life. Women can use it as makeup to apply on their faces."

What I said, the store will have to pay more.

Yu Hong looked vaguely angry, "Martial arts competition is not a child's play. Zhou Haijing, you have been so successful in breaking through the realm of martial arts that you disrespect martial arts so much. Today I will teach you how to be a pure martial artist!"

Zhou Haijing clapped his hands and said, "Just don't teach me how to be a woman."

Whistles came and went.

Yu Hong sneered and said: "You are so articulate, how can you be considered a pure martial artist?! I won't be polite to you anymore. If I accidentally kill you at the top of the mountain, remember not to blame others. You asked for it."

Ning Yao smiled, bent his fingers, and lightly tapped someone's forehead.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I'm not Ma Kuxuan. When I fight with others, especially Wenquan, I rarely chat."

Zhou Haijing pretended to be frightened, patted his heart and swayed.

Seeing this charming scene, countless sluts and sluts screamed in the audience.

On the other roof, Zhao Duanming suddenly looked at one place. The young man was shocked. He tugged on Cao Gengxin's sleeve and said in his heart: "Cao Jiugui, His Majesty and the Queen are here. Yu Hong and Sister Zhou are so proud." , it’s enough to honor our ancestors, so it’s better to learn boxing. How can your majesty watch us fighting as qigong practitioners?”

Cao Gengxin didn't even look at where the young man was. He just stared at the wonderful boxing in the Luosi Dojo. Sister Zhou's legs were already very long when she was standing still. When she was asking people for boxing, she looked heroic. Sa Shuang, with a whip kick, Cao Gengxin wanted to push Old Man Yu away and let himself take a hard kick, reminding the young man: "Take care of your eyes, you shouldn't look at things. If you can't help but not look, you are cultivating your mind."

Zhao Duanming looked away and said with an angry smile: "If you can, just keep your mouth shut and don't drink."

Cao Gengxin took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "I just want to cover my mouth with wine. When you are drunk, your vision is blurred, and beauties are more beautiful when you see flowers in the mist."

A graceful couple with young faces and a little girl beside them. The three of them had just sat down and were sitting by the window of a restaurant outside the martial arts arena. There were some fruits and snacks on the table. Several tables nearby were naturally crowded. It was enshrined by the Dali royal family who used a deception method. The three people at the head table were none other than Emperor Song He, Queen Yu Mian, and Yu Yu, a military strategist from the Earthly Branch lineage. However, His Royal Highness Song Xu did not show up.

The restaurant did not clear out people.

Yu Yu, who is just as young as a girl, has a high seniority in the Yu family of Shangzhu Kingdom, one generation higher than Yu Mian. Therefore, if the queen goes home to visit relatives and meets the girl, she has to call her aunt. In the Aquarius Continent countries outside of Dali, according to court regulations, almost all queens cannot go home to visit relatives, but the Song family of Dali has always been lax on such matters, no matter when Nanhao returned to Yuzhang County , Yu Mian left the palace twice to go to Yichi Lane, and there was no objection from the Ministry of Rites.

Yu Yu was stealing wine in front of His Majesty the Emperor, stealing pot after pot. After stealing the pots of Changchun Palace wine which had a light taste but had a long aftertaste, the girl started to stare at the pots of fairy wine on the next table. As a errand boy, he cannot drink alcohol, but what he drinks is first-class tea.

Ning Yao said: "You guessed wrong. Zhou Haijing doesn't seem to think about life and death with Yu Hong, and is very measured in his actions. Could it be that she already knows that she will become the last monk of the Earthly Branch lineage?"

The two sides exchanged punches for nearly half an hour. In the end, Zhou Haijing lost a single move. No one on either side was seriously injured.

Yuhong clasped her fists and saluted in all directions.

Zhou Haijing reached out to cover his cheek and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, which was pitiful.

Just now she was punched in the cheek by Yu Hong, and when she staggered, Yu Hong tapped her back with an elbow.

If he is cruel, Zhou Haijing will fall even if he does not die.

Zhou Haijing smiled and said, "After I recover from my injuries, can I ask Senior Yu for advice?"

Beforehand, he had borrowed a lot of fairy money from Su Lang to make a big profit by betting that he would lose!

Yu Hong nodded and said: "Whatever."

Chen Ping'an sat up, squinted his eyes, looked at the female martial artist who didn't care about victory or defeat, and said to Ning Yao: "It's almost certain that Zhou Haijing and Yu Hong have a life-and-death feud. Maybe they just killed a Yu Hong, but not... Relieve hatred."

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Xianxuan Mountain and Jiaolonggou, his face turned pale.

Ning Yao asked: "Who in the wild world took action? A Liang? Left or right?"

Because of the dual relationship between the Hedao Sword Qi Great Wall and being defeated by the Wild World Dao, Chen Pingan noticed a clue.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and said solemnly: "The two of them join forces."

Ning Yao didn't need to think about anything at all, and said straightforwardly: "Can you roughly determine the location of the battlefield? I can open the sky with my sword, return to the colorful world first, and then rush to the battlefield in the wilderness."

However, Ning Yao knew very well that even if he could make it in time, he might not be able to help. Once Tuo Yueshan's plan included him, he might not be able to help.

Chen Pingan shook his head and suddenly laughed, "We have to believe in A Liang and senior brother."

A Liang and the others drew their swords hand in hand.

It was probably like a... the boss swordsman Chen Qingdu went out to fight in the city and used all his strength to fight with his sword.

Make up for a big regret in the world.

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A carefully arranged siege in the wild world.

Mountains and rivers are broken, the earth is cracked, spiritual energy is disordered, and those who are ambushing and hiding are unable to escape.

The great beast of the wilderness who first appeared was the founding disciple of Wenhai Zhoushou and one of the new throne's sword immortals. He had one eye, carried a sword box on his back, hid six swords, and was dressed in an emerald green robe "Sujiao Lian".

Shou Chen is one of the two newest Ascension Realm sword cultivators in the wild world after the war ended. The other one is the outstanding master of the world in one fell swoop.

Shou Chen's expression was solemn. Even though his side had the right time, place and people, he did not take it lightly. Shou Chen looked at A Liang who had four swords hanging on his waist. In this fight, anyone could die.

The person who appeared after Shou Chen was a female Immortal Realm Great Demon from Tuoyue Mountain, whose pseudonym was Xinzhuang. She was a direct disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain. She had known A Liang for many years. She was a bottleneck in the Immortal Realm. As an array master, she , living within the small world formation, her combat power can be regarded as an Ascension Realm monk.

A large formation appeared under their feet, shaped like two yin and yang fish, one black and one white, intertwined with each other. Shouchen and Xinzhuang stood just above the yin and yang fish, their figures suspended in the air, rotating with the formation.

The formation is extremely simple, just a yin and yang picture of Pisces, without any additional features. But the aura of the great road is extremely mysterious and vast, like the simple and authentic legal system of the great road between heaven and earth.

Xinzhuang sighed quietly, looking at the man who clearly knew the heights of the sky and wanted to go south and deep into the wilderness, she said softly: "A-Liang, you shouldn't provoke the whole world like this."

In the tens of thousands of years of confrontation between the wild world and the Great Sword Qi Wall, the Ascension Realm monster is difficult to kill, and the Ascension Realm sword cultivator is even more difficult to kill.

To A-Liang's left, two hundred miles away, an old mountain-moving ape with flying swords on his feet and a long stick on his shoulders used his magical power to push down a mountaintop at his feet, preventing it from being shattered by A-Liang's sword intent.

The big demon of the old throne, whose real name is Zhu Yan, said with a ferocious smile: "You bitch, since you are tired of living, grandpa will give you a ride today to be with Dong Sange down there. It's a pity that it's not Fourteenth realm, otherwise grandpa’s contribution would be even greater.”

Hundreds of miles away to the right of A Liang, there is the Ascension Realm Great Demon Official Lane with white eyebrows and robes. He is also one of the new thrones. He has used his magical power to twist and connect a river hundreds of miles away, and was finally detained as A pocket futon.

Guan Xiang and A Liang laughed loudly and said: "Brother A Liang, your style is still the same as before. It's just that it seems difficult for you to slip away this time. Otherwise, you can send me a message to Mr. Yin Guan to discuss the matter before. What I said remains true."

He persuaded the young hermit official to switch to the wilderness, marry the little girl from his family, and then become one of the new thrones without any suspense. His ranking was destined to be extremely high. Guan Xiang was willing to take the initiative to let the wise man become the head of the family. Now Guan Xiang The territory of the mountains and rivers under the control of the Xiang Yi Lineage is no less than that of a continent in the world. One day, when Chen Ping'an reaches the Fourteenth Level of Sword Cultivator, he might be able to share the world with Fei Ran.

Aliang raised a middle finger from afar.

This old man from Guanxiang has worse eyesight than the old blind man. Who is more handsome, myself or Chen Ping'an? No points?

Da Yao Guanxiang raised his hand and captured a wisp of sword intent from his side. It lingered on his fingertips, and there was a vision of lightning and thunder.

Farther away, there was a horseman, riding a horse in the clouds, wearing golden armor, holding a gun, and his face was covered with armor, but his true appearance was not visible. There were two small and exquisite meteor hammers hanging from his waist, one bright red and one black.

A demon female cultivator with the Taoist name Shuo Ren stood beside this rider. She was slender and looked like a Taoist female crown. She wore a fish tail crown on her head and a yellow and purple Taoist robe. She held a whisk in her hand and a round wheel behind her. Full moon treasure phase.

Although these two people are both immortals, they are listed as targets of death whether they are in the summer palace or the Chinese Confucian Temple. There are only three demon monks and ministers who have won this honor.

A Liang looked around, his eyes dull. He held it in for a long time before he choked out a depressing sentence: "It's so miserable. It seems that I lost to Bai Ye by half in today's battle. It really makes people beat their chests and feet, and feel heartbroken."

During the battle to kill Bai Ye in Fuyao Island, there were so many throne monsters that you couldn't count them on one hand, and they were all old thrones from the wild world, without any water in them.

Sure enough, after falling from the fourteenth realm, one will be looked down upon.

Before Mr. Xuan's "ascension" to heaven, he made a special trip to say something strange to himself, Brother Aliang, don't be sad, just think that our realms have been exchanged, it won't be a loss. When I succeed in joining the Tao, remember to come to heaven to congratulate me. I will definitely Achieve the feat that I had dreamed of when I was young, refine the Milky Way and make wine, and manage the good wine.

The only top combat forces in the wilderness that have temporarily appeared on the battlefield are these six.

Zhu Yan, the ancestor of the world's mountain-moving ancestor, has ascended to the peak of the realm. Among the old thrones, the combat power of this mountain-moving ancestor is actually outstanding.

improvise.

Shouchen, a newly promoted sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm.

good.

After all, he is still young and is the most junior among the Ascension realm sword cultivators. No matter how talented he is in sword practice, he still cannot make up for the innate flaw of not having enough hard work in the realm.

In Guanxiang, the Ascension Realm Great Demon who sits on the new throne is considered an old enemy of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

He is also an old acquaintance of A Liang. Apart from his loud voice and funny words, the old guy seems to be bad at other things.

Tuo Yueshan's new makeup is a formation master, but his boxing and kicking skills are quite good, and he can be regarded as a martial artist.

As for the knight in golden armor riding a horse in the clouds, his Dao roots are extremely obscure. There is no record of it in Jiazi's account, not to mention the real name of the big demon, and he doesn't even have a pseudonym.

It is said that she is the Taoist companion of the old throne Huang Luan, but in fact she is the remnant of the Taoist path where Huang Luan killed three corpses. She is a half-transformed demon from the outside. If we put aside her endless magic weapons, her combat power is not too great. High, it means extremely difficult to kill. After the great demon Huang Luan was eaten by Zhou Mi, many secret treasures were thrown to Rou Cat by Zhou Mi before he ascended to heaven, and they were returned to their original owners.

Putting these three together, their combat power can be regarded as two Ascension Realm monks.

Therefore, in A Liang's current eyes, he only has five ascension levels.

Ah Liang gently rubbed the ground with his toes, put his thumb on the hilt of the sword, and unsheathed the long sword a little. He glanced down at the borrowed long swords and said with a smile: "I can't, don't worry, I will never wrong you. "

You want to kill me, A Liang.

Especially when he is a serious swordsman who has started wielding a sword.

It's definitely not just that. It’s not that there aren’t enough great demons on paper, but the real backbone of today’s abbot’s siege, Shou Chen? That would make too much difference.

During his early journey alone into the wilderness, he was followed by a series of Ascension Realm great monsters.

Previously, A Liang deliberately walked to the edge of the secret formation, then stopped, and then let Feng Xuetao leave, leaving the Shanze Yexiu to return to the Great Sword Qi Wall alone.

It was not easy for a wild cultivator who was most afraid of death and cherished his life to be able to follow him to this point, especially when Feng Xuetao felt that he could try to stay, and A Liang felt that it was enough.

Of course, Feng Xuetao must live well, return to the vast world, and boast about the shocking battle of this battle for me, Aliang Duoduo.

"Don't hide it, it's boring to watch people fight, why not go out and gamble your life yourself."

When Aliang pushed the sword out of its scabbard, within a radius of three thousand miles, all the landslides and ground cracked, the dust covered the sky and the sun, and all the flowing water was shattered by the fine sword intention, and there was no water transport at all. The exhausted broken water and dust were mixed together, and within the three thousand miles of mountains and rivers, it was like a mud rain raining down quickly. Swords criss-crossed the ground in the rain, and the ground was covered with ravines. Not a single mountain, not a stream, not a single plant was turned into powder in an instant. Even the mountain top that the ancestor who moved the mountain protected at his feet has completely collapsed.

Zhu Yan waved his long stick, drawing arcs in circles to disperse the surging sword intent from all around.

This stupid A Liang is lucky that he is not a fourteenth realm sword cultivator.

After the siege and killing of Bai Ye, the mountain-moving ancestor still had lingering fears.

At that time, it was fortunate that Bai Ye, who was in the Fourteenth Realm, was not a sword cultivator.

The large formation rotated, and Shou Chen and Xinzhuang, who were hovering above the two black and white swimming fish, did not need to use any spells. They had a formation to help wear away the sword intent. The formation and the sword intent collided together, and it turned out that Waves of glazed ripples of time arose.

Shou Chen squinted his eyes to examine the dispersion trajectory of the sword's will. After a moment, he shook his head and could not find any flaw in the sword's technique.

The greatest reliance of sword cultivators is the ultimate killing power of one sword that can defeat all kinds of magic. It doesn’t matter who you are as a Taoist or you have countless supernatural powers, just break it with one sword.

However, it is difficult for a swordsman to balance his outstanding personal killing power with large-scale damage on the battlefield. This is why Wu Chengpei, who is not good at fighting with others, is just a jade sword with his natal flying sword, which is classified as first-class by the Summer Palace. A swordsman in the Pure Realm can become the first choice to kill the big monsters in the wild world as soon as possible.

It's hard to have the best of both worlds.

Sword cultivators and natal flying swords who are naturally suited to the battlefield are often not good at fighting with each other's swords. However, if a sword cultivator is on the battlefield on a mountain top, even if there is a lot of sword energy and a heavy sword intention, there are pros and cons. The advantage is that you are not afraid of being surrounded, but the disadvantage is that if you are not careful, the enemy's mountaintop monks will seize the flaw and use the method of deduction to find a certain gap in the avenue.

And A Liang is a big exception.

Whether they are fighting against each other or being surrounded and killed.

This careless swordsman Haoran, a swordsman who is least like a scholar, is almost invincible.

The so-called "almost" is because the boss of the swordsman was sitting at the top of the city before, Bai Yujing had the second Taoist who was known as the true invincible, and because Yu Dou had one of the four immortal swords, "Daozang".

Taibai, Wanfa, Daozang, innocence.

It is recognized on the top of the mountain that these four fairy swords, which have killed countless ancient demons and gods, will be as difficult to kill as long as A Liang obtains one of them, or if A Liang obtains a sword of similar rank. The most proud Bai Ye in the world.

Da Yao Guan Xiang laughed loudly, and the futon under his feet burst open, shattering the sword intention.

The knight in golden armor slightly clenched the spear in his hand, and the ancient armor on his body shone brightly.

The mount lightly stepped on the void, and under the horse's hooves, circles of water rippled in all directions.

The knight asked in his heart: "Do we need so many people to participate in the siege? Does Feiran want to surround the place for reinforcements?"

"people?"

Rouyi smiled, and continued to shake the whisk in her hand, again and again scattering the lingering sword intent within a few miles of radius, and expelling it slightly outside. It was indeed troublesome. Within a radius of thousands of miles, Peiran's sword intent was quietly circulating everywhere. , one's own offensive magic weapons, magical powers, shrinking mountains and rivers, and certain escape techniques will be very troublesome to use, and they will become more and more likely to reveal clues. Even so, no one is willing to be the first person to take the lead in using the kind of magical power that can move mountains and seas, change small worlds, and transfer this sword intention to other places.

Never thought that a person's sword intent pouring out into the world could be calculated in kilograms, and hundreds of kilograms, more than a thousand kilograms?

It really doesn't make any sense at all.

The knight next to Rouyi was born out of nowhere. Even she didn't know the opponent's Dao inheritance. The latter and A Liang had no experience of head-to-head confrontation on the battlefield. At most, they were in the previous offensive and defensive battle of the Sword Qi Great Wall. They were far away. While watching the battle, I saw A Liang falling from the sky and the majestic sword fight with Liu Cha afterwards.

She could only explain patiently: "Winning or repelling A Liang is completely different from retaining or killing A Liang. Not everyone can exchange punches with Tao Lao Er. A Liang has two things The thing that scares the monks on the mountain the most is that he is not afraid of being surrounded and killed, and is good at fighting a group alone. Furthermore, so far, no one knows what the magical power of his flying sword is."

Speaking of this, Rouyi glanced in a direction in the distance and said softly: "As for whether Tuoyue Mountain has plans to encircle the area and call for reinforcements, it's possible."

Ah Liang suddenly removed his previous posture of unsheathing his sword, and jumped lightly. The golden rooster was independent, shaking his legs, switching legs and shaking again.

The fingers are intertwined and placed across the chest, and the wrists and arms are undulating like water.

The knight in golden armor muttered: "This kind of virtue is really annoying."

Rouyi smiled and said, "Just get used to it."

When the fight actually breaks out, you won't be able to care anymore.

Sure enough, two more groups of people behind the scenes appeared in distant places.

A thin old man with a cane and sunken cheeks, this great monk of the Fourteenth Realm, the pioneer of the Hall of Heroes in the Wild World.

This was an extraterrestrial visitor who had not appeared in the previous wars. It was not until the confrontation between the two worlds that he appeared in Tuoyue Mountain, and he arrived very late.

According to the secret records of the summer palace and the Confucian Temple, when Daozu rode a bull to cross the border, he was probably running towards him. Naturally, this old guy did not dare to discuss Taoism with Daozu, so he hid outside the sky, and finally gave up on reaching the fifteenth level. A glimmer of opportunity, at the same time, invisibly made way for Wen Haizhou to open up a path to the sky.

Ascension realm sword cultivator, now the nominal master of the wild world, brilliant.

Feiran and his senior brother Qie Yun are the direct descendants of this old man. However, Fei Ran is Qie Yun's disciple, so he has never seen this master before.

The departure of the Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain was actually a breakup. Those who received the greatest gift were Fei Ran, Shou Chen, Zhou Qinggao and others who had high hopes for Zhou Mi.

A female sword cultivator from the Jade Purity Realm, her hair is white. She is wearing an immortal weapon robe called "Fishtail Cave Heaven".

Elsewhere, there was Xiao Xun and his friend Zhang Lu.

Xiao Xun, a fourteenth-level sword cultivator, cross-legged and hanging in the air, holding her braid with both hands, as if watching a play, while Zhang Lu, the great swordsman, is drinking.

These two sword cultivators actually had a good relationship with A Liang in their early years at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Xiao Xun said with a straight face: "It would be a shame to die in the hands of others. It would be better to be beaten to death by me."

Zhang Lu remained silent and just drank. The drinks that the Great Sword Immortal drinks now are all brought by Xiao Xun from Haoran Tianxia. Unfortunately, the variety is still far from enough, especially the Xianjia wine from the Xianjia family with the prefix Xianjia of the Middle-earth Divine Continent Sect.

The cool spring breeze and the bleak autumn wind can both sober you up.

But in fact, the best way to relieve hangovers is the troubles in the world. It is difficult to sober up if you want to be drunk.

An immortal who has reached perfection in the fourteen realms seems to have an extremely ancient Taoist name with great meaning, "First Ascension".

This damn old guy is such a talent, he actually gave himself such a resounding nickname.

An Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator who condenses the destiny of a whole world is similar to Ning Yatou. They are destined to be in the Fourteenth Realm in the future. Of course, the premise is that Fei Ran can survive today's fight.

A fourteenth-level sword cultivator who has refined the entire Hall of Heroes, what do you think you, Xiao Xun, are up to? Are you so angry with the boss swordsman? As a sword cultivator, he followed a side path of refining the fourteenth realm of heaven and earth. In fact, with Xiao Min's qualifications, as long as he is willing to wait, there is no need to do so. It's just that Xiao Min always likes to act on his own initiative when doing things. He doesn't care about heaven or earth, or even life and death, he just wants to be happy. So the more peaceful and peaceful the world is, the more unhappy she will be at the Sword Qi Great Wall. If Xiao Min hadn't been held back by the left and right, Haoran Tianxia might have lost at least one more continent, such as the Liuxia Continent in the northwest.

A great swordsman from the Great Wall who was once a close friend at the drinking table. Friends are friends, the battlefield is a battlefield, and everyone is responsible for life and death.

As for the little girl from the Jade Purity Realm... she can just sit back and watch.

Liu Bai actually didn't know why he was drawn to participate in this siege, but this was the common intention of the ancestor and Fei Ran.

However, being on the battlefield today, Liu Bai didn't have the slightest fear, her sword was steady, and she could only respect Aliang, the man who gave the barbaric world a huge headache.

Only someone would make her feel as if she was facing a powerful enemy and almost have inner demons at work just by looking at him.

Zhang Luhuai held the empty wine jar and said with a smile: "I have never seen A Liang's flying sword with my own eyes. Back then, I collaborated with others to get A Liang drunk, but I couldn't figure out the name of the flying sword. Every time this guy finished drinking , as long as there is a woman at the wine table, he will put his left foot on the right foot, but he never spits it out, and he can also say some heart-wrenching words to the woman, which is euphemistically called "telling the truth after drinking."

Xiao Xun nodded, crossed his arms across his chest, and sneered: "He's just here for his flying sword, otherwise I wouldn't be too lazy to come over and join in the fun."

Zhang Lu asked curiously: "I asked A-Liang back then if he could beat Dong Sangen. A-Liang just said with a playful smile that he couldn't beat him. How could he beat Mr. Dong?"

Xiao Xun hesitated for a moment and said, "Except for Chen Qingdu, no one may know how high A Liang's swordsmanship is."

The war is about to break out. In the formation, Shou Chen reminds him in his heart: "Xinzhuang, be careful A Liang kills you first. He will be watching you from the beginning to the end, so you must save your life and delay as much time as possible."

Which kind of Qi practitioners are most annoying to people who practice Taoism? It's a formation master.

In the narrow sense, an formation master is similar to Han Zhoujin from the Earth Branch lineage. In the final analysis, it is still about changing the timing, occupying the right location, and winning people and people.

In the broad sense, formation masters, every saint who sits in the small world, actually count. For example, Chen Ping'an, because of the flying sword's "caged bird", can also be considered.

Xinzhuang nodded.

Although she was the bait, she was afraid that A Liang would take advantage of her too quickly.

If we were to surround and kill ordinary Ascension Realm monks, why would we have such worries? Do we need to worry about the bait being eaten too quickly?

The old man asked with a smile: "Today's Aliang seems to be different from what you said. He is also in a situation where one person is fighting against a group of people, but today he doesn't say a few rude words."

Fei Ran nodded and said: "A Liang like this will be very scary."

A Liang, who was surrounded, looked around and nodded, quite satisfied, this was pretty much it.

This battle, this scene, is actually better than the battle at Fuyaozhou.

Not to mention two Fourteenth Realm came, and there were a lot of sword cultivators today.

It's not in vain to call for support.

Even on the battlefield of the Great Sword Qi Wall, A Liang still rarely cooperated with others in using his sword.

The same goes for left and right.

Ah Liang, who is from the Yasheng lineage, and Liang, who is from the Literary Saint lineage, are the best friends. Even after the three-fourth dispute, they still did not change.

A Liang glanced at the sky and took a deep breath.

Tianhe armor-washing soldiers are the most suitable for sword refinement.

In today's sword question, there really is no need for me to say anything. Anyway, all the principles of sword cultivation are only on the sword.

A long line was dragged from the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall at the northernmost point of the wild world.

The sword energy was so strong that it spanned about half of the mountains and rivers in the wild world, and the sword light still condensed.

It's like a long bridge of sword energy has been erected in half of the world.

On the other side of the city, Cao Jun was dumbfounded. He looked far into the distance. Even with all his eyesight, he still couldn't see the end of the long line.

Maybe this is... sword cutting the world?

Cao Jun didn't look back until his eyes were sore from staring. He rubbed his eyes and couldn't help but turned around and asked, "Wei Jin, if you reach the Ascension Realm, can you do it?"

"Of course we can't."

Wei Jin said without hesitation: "Mr. Zuo's swordsmanship is already at its peak. In the future, the only person who can surpass today's Mr. Zuo in swordsmanship is Mr. Zuo who reaches the next level."

Wei Jin suddenly said: "Concentrate your mind. Just now, your sword heart was actually a little bit scattered."

Cao Jun was stunned for a moment, with a look of horror on his face. If Wei Jin hadn't reminded him loudly, he would have been completely unaware. Cao Jun quickly scanned the small world and carefully examined his state of mind. Only then did he discover that there were thousands of green lotuses in his mind. A small patch of lotus appeared unnoticed and tilted. Cao Jun immediately sat upright and "straightened" one by one.

Wei Jin waited until Cao Jun gathered his Taoist heart, and then he said: "Your sword training qualifications are indeed good. You can take back that ray of mind so quickly. Ordinary swordsmen, even if others remind them, can only watch themselves. There is a reason why Mr. Zuo is willing to teach you swordsmanship despite this flaw."

Cao Jun laughed angrily and said, "Sword Immortal Wei, didn't you know to warn me earlier?"

Wei Jin shook his head and said, "You are not just mountain climbing. Others are not helping you, but pointing out the way for others to prevent them from going astray or going astray."

Cao Jun sighed, "That's the truth, but it sounds awkward."

Wei Jin smiled and said: "You are much older than me, and your level is two levels lower than mine. It would be awkward to hear such words again."

Cao Jun felt that the atmosphere of Jianqi Great Wall was crooked.

Most of the Qi practitioners who come here to travel are from the Middle-earth Divine Continent and the Ai'ai Continent. One has the best vision and the other has spare money in his pocket.

The left and right Huahong traveled far and wide in the wild world, even Cao Jun, the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, was dumbfounded. Of course, these Qi practitioners were only more shocked. They all stopped on the top of the city, dumbfounded.

Suddenly someone laughed.

"For the time being, we still can't separate life and death from Dao Lao Er. As expected, we still have to continue to break through the realm."

"Whether Zuo Zuo can reach the Fourteenth Realm, and whether Lu Zhi can reach the Ascension Realm, are both things worth looking forward to."

Cao Jun turned around and saw that he was an Earth Immortal monk from a Taoist sect. He was extremely arrogant.

The appearance of a middle-aged man, with a long beard and a Taoist robe, a far-traveling crown on his head, a pair of white cloud shoes on his feet, and a wooden sword on his back.

However, with this immortal spirit, it is no problem to deceive the people under the mountain and the Qi practitioners of the lower five realms. As for Uncle Cao, it is better to save it.

Cao Jun chuckled and said, "This Taoist Priest, from what you say, can you compete with the truly invincible Bai Yujing?"

The Taoist priest stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Then let me borrow Cao Jianxian's good words."

At the same time, Cao Jun asked in his heart: "Wei Jin, isn't he just a pretentious outsider?"

Wei Jin replied: "I can only tell that he is a Yuanying monk, but you should be more careful with your words. It is better to do less than to do more."

Cao Jun felt relieved, and half-heard what he said. The Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple would not miss anyone in the Ascension Realm.

Unless there is a situation where Fu Lu Yuxuan, Longhu Mountain Zhao Tianlai, and Paidi Peak Huolong Zhenren deliberately hide their appearance, and it just so happens that these old people who ascended to the mountains and walked outside the mountain all behaved openly and honestly. Likes to use deception.

You can't be in the Fourteenth Realm by yourself. cant!

Cao Jun clasped his fists and said, "Nice to meet you."

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Wei Jin and Cao Jun, who were sitting on both sides, and said with a smile: "If you are not strong in ambition, not generous in intention, stuck in the world, and trapped in emotions, how can you find a place in the human world? It must be difficult to enter the hall. You deserve to be a part of the Sword Immortal’s great romance.”

Wei Jin laughed it off.

Anyway, everyone on the road has already known about his relationship. There is no need to get angry if an unknown Taoist who travels all over the world talks about it casually.

Cao Jun laughed angrily and said: "This Taoist priest is teaching me how to practice swordsmanship? Why, the Taoist priest is also a swordsman?"

"What kind of swordsman am I? I don't know anything about swordsmanship. I just watch the fire from the other side and barely watch the excitement."

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and shook his head. He did not continue to speak. He just chose the city head between the two of them, jumped up lightly, and sat cross-legged.

No matter what, I just recognized two cheap nephews. Unfortunately, the two guys only talked about studying, and they were indeed far behind Chen Pingan. I forgot that the word "generous" comes from a "Book of Precepts from Nephews".

This trip to the wild wilderness was nothing important. I just wanted to relax and look at the scenery. Then I wanted to settle accounts with the old deaf boy who was in charge of the Sword Qi Great Wall Prison. I just hid better. I had made some deductions before and traveled to several places. He couldn't even find out the place.

There is no other way. After all, we are not in Qingming World. There are too many obstacles in the evolution of the avenue. If it is not possible, just go to Jincui City and ask Zheng Juzhong.

The lord of Baidi City had previously left a message at the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, allowing himself to be free and go to Jincui City as a guest. He was extremely sincere.

He laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "The Great Sword Immortal of Wei will starve the brave to death and starve the timid. Since he holds a sword manual passed down from Zong Yuan, why have he not been able to obtain those lingering ancient sword intentions? If I were Zong Yuan, I would be a little disappointed with you, the heir chosen by the boss Sword Immortal himself."

Wei Jin said in a deep voice: "Dare you ask the senior's name?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It's not worth mentioning, just think of me as Lord Yin Guan's uncle."

Wei Jin was confused.

Qing Ming Tian Xia.

There was a burly man, sitting cross-legged on a sea of ​​clouds, drifting with the clouds. After drinking, he threw away the flask.

Next to the man stood a young man with his hands behind his back. He was handsome and wearing a tiger hat, which was a bit funny.

Without this hat, one person's appearance and bearing would seem to occupy the entirety of the word "relegated immortal".

The man stood up, stretched his waist, stretched his muscles and bones, intertwined his fingers, twisted his body, and then punched out of nowhere, far away in front of him.

Punch Bai Yujing!

Hit and run.

The man put his arms around the neck of the boy in the tiger hat and dragged him away. The boy crossed his arms across his chest and lifted his feet off the ground, as if lying on the ground, calm and relaxed.

The only person who dared to fight with Bai Yujing, and who dared to treat Bai Ye like this, was his close friend Liu Shiliu.

In the wild world, on the battlefield.

A battle in which it was almost impossible to tell who was surrounding and killing whom was officially launched.

After the sword broke in his early years, A Liang just kept wearing the bamboo sword. He went to Tianwaitian in Qingming World and fought against Dao Laoer without using the sword.

Today, Ah Liang held the hilt of the sword with both hands, slowly unsheathed the sword, and chose an unprecedented posture of holding a sword with both hands to face the enemy.

Sword cultivators and swords are not bound by heaven and earth, and are not prisoners in the sheath.

This short man, a man who likes to call himself a swordsman, only holds a sword in each hand. Before he actually draws the sword, there are countless sharp flying swords condensed from the sword's will in the surrounding world.

It was like the manifestation of a magnificent avenue, with thousands of flying swords covering the foreign mountains and rivers within a radius of three thousand miles.

Everyone participates in the siege and killing of the wild monsters, and each has to face a sword formation.

Countless flying swords came and went without a trace, rising and falling randomly, criss-crossing, and killing indiscriminately.

Ah Liang's knees were slightly bent, his arms spread out, holding two swords, and said softly: "Night."

The mountains and rivers that were originally bright in daylight were thousands of miles away, but if they received the order and just two words of sword repair, the color of the world would change. In an instant, the world would be dim and pitch black.

Thunder, fire, rapids, comet.

The spectacular sword light created by the four swordsmanship suddenly lit up in the night at the same time.

Thunder and lightning intertwined, the snow was bright, the flames were long, as red as blood, the river rolled away, the green was faint, and the comet dragged and pierced the sky.

Just like a swordsman, just because his swordsmanship is too high, it seems that he can control four gods with his sword at the same time, which is equivalent to possessing an unreasonable natal magical power.

Counterattack.