Stop for a moment, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Chen Pingan was completely immersed in it.

My destiny is broken, my bridge of immortality is broken.

I once practiced boxing just to risk my life, and then I finally came here and found you.

I, Chen Pingan, feel that I am amazing!

Chen Ping'an punched faster and faster, so that the breeze blew between his sleeves and made a hunting sound.

Sitting on the golden arch bridge in the sea of ​​clouds, the fairy sister said that I must not let down Mr. Qi's hope, because she first chose me because she chose to believe in Mr. Qi and was willing to gamble with him.

That one in ten thousand hope.

It is enough to have this oneness and I am this oneness!

On top of the city, Chen Ping'an's boxing suddenly changed from fast to slow, without any abruptness.

Moving his steps laterally, he kept punching the wild world. In an instant, he went from the slowest to the fastest, roaring into the wind.

The old man surnamed Cui once said boldly that he would teach all warriors in the world to feel that the sky is above them when they see me punch him!

Chen Pingan seemed to be answering a question in his mind. While punching, he laughed loudly and said: "Okay!"

Ning Yao opened his mouth slightly.

Is this still Chen Pingan?

Ning Yao was a little sentimental for the first time. After taking a sip of the wine that was full of melancholy, he stretched out a palm and complained: "Chen Pingan, I can't hit you with one hand now."

Chen Pingan stopped punching, squatted down, and said with a smile: "If you hit me, I won't fight back."

Ning Yao rolled his eyes and said: "Are you still a man? If this spreads out, no matter in the Great Wall of Sword Qi or in the vast world, people will laugh to death."

Chen Pingan's eyes were firm, "If you are bullied one day, no matter what level of martial arts I am at that time, my punch will be the fastest!"

Ning Yao pointed to the south of the city, "Are you not afraid of the monster at the top of the Thirteenth Realm?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Ning Yao pointed behind him, "Aren't you afraid of all the Confucian Temple saints in the world?"

Chen Pingan still nodded.

Ning Yao pointed to the top of his head, "Are you not afraid of Taoist or Buddha?"

After Chen Pingan nodded, he said softly: "Ning Yao, don't die on the battlefield."

Ning Yao turned his head and no longer looked at Chen Pingan. He embraced the sword gourd and looked at the ten thousand-year battlefield at his feet. He nodded with firm eyes, "I can't guarantee that I will not die, but I will definitely try to survive."

Ning Yao suddenly laughed, "Chen Ping'an, then you should quickly become the best swordsman in the world!"

Chen Pingan scratched his head and said: "I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best!"

Chen Pingan came to sit next to Ning Yao.

Shoulders to shoulders.

Ning Yao was a little shy, so she bumped lightly, as if she wanted to push him away. Chen Pingan leaned back again and again.

Chen Ping'an's shoulders were swaying like this.

In the end, the two of them looked south quietly.

Carrying the hopes of Mr. Qi and the fairy sister on one shoulder.

Carrying the expectations of the beloved girl on one shoulder.

Although it is not the willows lingering and the grass growing and the orioles flying, it is not the spring sunshine and the green mountains and green waters.

But Chen Pingan felt that this was very good and couldn't be better.

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Master Pei Bei and Cao Ci walked slowly on the top of the city. Cao Ci looked back at the direction of the hut and said seriously: "Although his third level background is still far behind mine before. But I think Chen Ping'an

, there is hope that he will follow me."

Valkyrie smiled and said: "This is a very high praise."

Cao Ci asked: "Master, what do you think?"

She shook her head gently, "What I think is meaningless. It all depends on how you and Chen Ping'an go in the future, how quickly each of you rises to the next level, how strong your foundation is at each level, and ultimately the level of martial arts. Of course, who can live longer?

, vital.”

Cao Ci nodded and asked: "Master, if there is no big accident, how long can you probably live?"

Regarding this important matter of life and death, she spoke calmly, "Ordinary ten-level warriors can live to be about three hundred years old if they consume as little as possible their own energy and avoid life-and-death battles that are difficult to eradicate. I can probably live to be two hundred years longer. But more

In the next two hundred years, more things can be done."

Cao Ci sighed: "In the end, Qi practitioners live longer."

Pei Bei was noncommittal and asked, "Do you have any other thoughts about Chen Ping'an?"

Cao Ci shook his head, "No more."

Pei Bei warned: "Before you reach the seventh realm, you can leave the Daduan Dynasty, but you are absolutely not allowed to go to other continents."

"got it."

Cao Ci still didn't care. With his martial arts, the only real opponent was himself.

The tall Valkyrie from the Middle Earth Divine Continent couldn't help laughing, and reached out to rub Cao Ci's head.

Cao Ci said helplessly: "Master, don't always treat me like a child."

Before Pei Bei walked down the city, she glanced back at the hut. She quickly looked away and smiled.

It would be very sad to think about a pure warrior who lived in the same era as Cao Ci.

Those who respect and admire him can only look up at him forever.

Those who are envious and envious of him are beyond his reach; those who are hating and hostile to him are heart-wrenching.

Pei Bei is looking forward to his disciple's final peak.

After all, Wu has no second place!

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Chen Ping'an had been at the top of the city for nearly ten days. Ning Yao came and went this day, saying that an important guest came to the house and she needed to show up.

Chen Ping'an continued to walk along the city wall. After walking for more than ten miles, he found a little girl wearing a loose black robe standing in front of him, with playful braids. She seemed to be taking a nap. She was swaying, as if she would be dead the next moment.

When Chen Pingan was about to fall from the top of the city, Chen Pingan was frightened, so he couldn't help but help the reckless little girl. Just two long trips made Chen Pingan mature a lot. In Caiyi Country, in Daoxuan Mountain

, and in this Sword Qi Great Wall, the three are worlds apart.

So Chen Ping'an just said hello, pretending to be asking, and using the Jianqi Great Wall dialect that Ning Yao taught him, he spoke lamely and asked: "Do you know who the old man in the hut is?"

The little girl ignored Chen Ping'an and continued to swing on the top of the city.

Chen Ping'an stopped at a distance that he thought was reasonable and took a look at her. There were snot bubbles hanging on her young face, so she was indeed sleeping.

What a big heart.

Chen Pingan felt that he was probably a genius swordsman.

In an instant, an unsteady girl with crotch braids fell straight down towards the city.

Chen Pingan subconsciously took one step forward and grabbed the little girl's ankle.

But a palm pressed down on Chen Pingan's shoulder, preventing him from moving. He turned around and saw a kind-hearted white-haired old man standing on his left. He was slender and had a white jade hairpin in his bun. The old man smiled at Chen Pingan and said: "

Little guy, your accent sounds like a foreigner, right? Kindness is a good thing, but on the Sword Qi Great Wall, you must remember one thing: don’t cause trouble for others, let alone yourself.”

The old man pointed in the direction where the little girl "fell off the cliff", "Master Yin Guan, you don't need to save her. She is the sword cultivator who has killed the most demons in the Five Realms in the past thousand years on our Sword Qi Great Wall. To

When it comes to the people that the demon clan hates the most, Yin Guan-sama can definitely be ranked among the top three. If you touch a piece of her clothes, you will probably die, unless the boss swordsman is willing to fight with Yin Guan-sama."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.

The old man smiled and said: "My surname is Qi. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Qi or Senior Qi. There is something strange in the south today. I happened to be patrolling the city with my friends. I guess Lord Yinguan is also interested.

I wish the other side would launch an offensive."

The old man remembered something and suddenly added: "It's better not to call me Grandpa Qi, just Senior Qi, otherwise it will feel like you are taking advantage of the boss Sword Immortal, which is unacceptable."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a dull sound under the city wall under the two people's feet.

It was probably the shock caused by the braided Yinguan-sama falling to the ground.

The old man reminded with a smile: "Although the boss Sword Immortal is helping to keep an eye on it, and Lord Yin Guan is also there, you still have to be careful. The war is unpredictable, and the demon clan may not know when it will launch the next round of offensive. Okay,

Just keep busy."

The old man didn't step out, but appeared on the top of the city more than ten feet away. With just a flicker of water, the old man's figure disappeared in an instant.

Chen Pingan jumped off the city wall and turned back to the hut.

The old man’s surname is Qi.
To be continued...