That sword light from the sky, a straight line, descended into the world.
As a result, the old coachman was like a wooden man standing motionless. He was so proud that he stayed on the spot and endured the sword light. He just raised his hands and forcefully took the sword.
Anyway, in the eyes of the old Yuanying Liu Gao who was responsible for guarding the alleys, he was so heroic that he admired him immediately. He never thought that there was such a heroic man hiding in the capital of Li, and he had the opportunity to have a drink with him.
The next moment, the old coachman was pierced through the ground by a sword, and was trapped ten miles underground in the Great Li Capital City. Above the street, a deep pit the size of a wellhead appeared. Because the sword light was too sharp, there was no trace of the surrounding ground.
crack.
But in Chen Ping'an's eyes, it's not that simple. In fact, when the whirlpool appeared in the sky, the old coachman began to use some kind of magical power, making the human body look like a city of colored glaze, like a dojo made up of thousands of colored glazes.
This old man, who, like Aunt Feng, the God of Wind, had chosen to live in seclusion, was absolutely unwilling to bear that sword light.
At the same time, the old coachman glanced sideways in the direction of the central capital. It was obvious that he was waiting for the sword light to appear over there and to use sword against sword. But for some reason, Da Li imitated Bai Yujing and seemed to turn a blind eye to it. He was clearly a
Don’t you care if the Ascension Realm Sword Immortal draws his sword?!
So the moment the sword light fell from the whirlpool, the old coachman shrank into the mountains and rivers without hesitation, stepped out of the capital in one step, and appeared in the capital a hundred miles away. Then his body shape shattered like glass and turned into ashes.
Hundreds of colorful flowing fireflies suddenly dispersed and fled in all directions. As a result, hundreds of murderous sword lights appeared in the whirlpool of the sky, pointing accurately at the escape direction of the old coachman Liuying's figure, forcing him to
The old coachman had no choice but to collect the colored glaze light, return the pure divinity to his body, bite the bullet and retreat to the mountains and rivers again, back to the original place in the streets of the capital, because only the first sword light showed the least murderous intention and the shallowest murderous intent.
light.
It seems that Ning Yao is telling the old coachman the simplest truth: if you don't run away, you are holding the sword, and if you run away, you are asking for the sword.
These are all things that happened in a moment. In the capital city, except for Chen Ping'an and Aunt Feng who looked up at the fire temple to watch the excitement, few people could notice the "turns and turns" of the old coachman.
Under the earth, the old coachman stood suspended in the air, clad in golden armor, with golden dragons entwining his hands and feet. Under the old man's feet, a whirlpool of golden blood flowed and gathered. The body of the ancient god had lost much of his divinity with a single sword.
The old man seemed to be standing at the bottom of a well at this moment. The entire well was worthy of the name, with countless subtle sword energy crisscrossing it. The pure sword energy almost turned into substance, making the mouth of the well as thick as mercury flowing out, and it also contained the endless circulation of energy.
The way of swordsmanship makes the round wall of the well even have traces of "Taoism". If it is placed on the mountain, it is a well-deserved fairy tale. It can even be regarded as a masterpiece that can allow future generations of swordsmen to devote themselves to understanding for hundreds of years.
Sword Sutra!
A young woman with a sword case on her back stood in a long river of time with water as slender as a stream. Since she was outside the Five Elements, the soil and mountain roots under the Great Li Capital City naturally did not restrict her figure. The sword was hovering, and Ning Yao
With just a slight thought, all the traces of swordsmanship in a well collapsed, and then he asked: "Lianlian?"
The fight between Chen Ping'an and Cao Ci in the Confucian Temple Gongdelin was not suitable for the near future. It was a medicine jar. The sword fight in Zhengyang Mountain was an old score accumulated for many years. It was not easy for Ning Yao to stop him, but in this great city of Li, Chen
Ping'an just came to the Empress Dowager Da Li to ask for an explanation, so no matter who it was, Aunt Feng or the coachman, if they wanted to take action against Chen Ping'an, they had to ask her first whether she would agree or not.
The old coachman said solemnly: "Have you ever killed anyone in a high position in the colorful world?!"
Ning Yao asked back: "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"
Two sentences spoken by the old coachman and Chen Pingan.
Ning Yao happened to return it to the old coachman.
The old coachman was silent for a moment, "I'm shaking hands with Chen Pingan, what does it have to do with you, a foreigner?"
In fact, what the old coachman means is that in this great city of Lijing, whether Chen Ping'an and I settle old scores or practice, at least tonight, no one will die. You, Ning Yao, are a foreigner, why are you trying to get involved? What's more?
You are already the number one person in the colorful world. Every time you draw a sword in the vast world, you should carefully weigh the weight of the rules of heaven and the conflict between the two worlds in the mysterious way of "God's will".
Side effects!
In the end, it was better not to say these words. Ning Yao's sword intention was relatively stable and his murderous intent was not heavy. As soon as the old coachman said it, he realized something was wrong. It seemed that Ning Yao had listened to the words and accepted the literal meaning, but
I didn't hear what the old coachman meant.
Ning Yao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Senior said something fair."
I have nothing to do with that guy.
After so many years of door-to-door marriage proposals, matchmaker's words, and return gifts, there is still nothing.
If there are many reasons for being in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, such as the boss Jianxian saying nothing, etc., when he returned to his hometown safely and came to Haoran with his sword, that guy was still pretending to be stupid and crazy.
I put it off again and again, I like him so I won’t say anything. What’s more, how should a woman say or open her mouth about some things?
But who are you to remind me, Ning Yao, of this?
next moment.
The figure of the old coachman was knocked out of the ground with a sword. Ning Yao struck him out of the Aquarius Continent with another sword and fell into the sea. The old coachman tilted and crashed into the sea, and a huge waterless land appeared.
, like a big bowl, stirring up waves in all directions, completely disrupting the water transport within a thousand miles.
The old coachman knelt down on one knee and vomited blood, which was all golden. However, the old man was horrified to find that the place where he fell was actually a hidden ruins, where the Haiyan Mausoleum was located? And could this place actually lead to the brand new mausoleum?
The world?!
The high-ranking god that Ning Yao killed in the colorful world was one of the twelve high-ranking gods under the Armored One, the One-Eyed One?
Otherwise, how could she see through the ancient ruins and barbaric plots that were not found in any Chinese temple?
Ning Yao's face was expressionless, "Get out of the way, don't hinder the sword."
If the old coachman was granted amnesty, he immediately fled far away, making up his mind not to go to Dali to avoid its sharp edge.
Ning Yao shifted his gaze slightly, squinted and said: "I want you to go back to the Great Li Capital City and reminisce with someone. We have reached an agreement. We will go our separate ways. If the agreement is not reached, you can just run away. Cave Heaven Paradise, Shattered Secret Realm, whatever
If I hide and can’t find you, I lose.”
Ning Yao Yujian hovered above the sea and said only two words, "Come here."
In the colorful world, countless sword energies condensed and surged wildly, finally gathering into a sword light. Between the two worlds, like the eyes of the sky opening, there was a sky curtain like a gate opening, making way for the sword light.
I have a sword to travel far away, and I want to be my guest Haoran.
This is truly the best building in the world.
That sword light enveloped the infinite avenue and came to the sea here in the vast world.
From the mausoleum in the sea, a huge form of an ascended-level ghost appeared, roaring incessantly. It trampled the bottom of the sea with one foot, and grabbed the woman as small as a mustard seed with one hand.
The appearance of that sword light made the entire Haoran world as bright as day, but the sword light was so bright that it disappeared in an instant, and the world returned to night.
In fact, many things that happened when flying to Haoran with a sword were caused by Ning Yao's woman's thoughts.
For example, he always deliberately downplays the fact that he is an Ascension Realm sword cultivator. On his side, Ning Yao never talks much about the inside story of Colorful World. Who is the first person in the new world?
Another example is that at Zhengyang Mountain, she also participated in the ceremony. In fact, with a single sword strike, let alone Yuan Zhenye or the sect leader Bamboo Emperor, the entire Zhengyang Mountain's thousands of miles of mountains and rivers would be gone.
As long as she went out and walked together, Ning Yao would never compete with him for the limelight. For example, when he took her from door to door this time, she always said "Sword Cultivating Ning Yao" or "Ascension City Ning Yao", or else she simply just
Say the name.
After all, it was not easy for Chen Ping'an to become a swordsman with many ups and downs.
And she thought that Yao's sword practice would be too easy in this life.
When she thought of this, she felt that she was not so troubled, and began to return to Aquarius Continent with her sword, but not at a fast pace, lest someone get distracted.
As for the Ascension Realm ghost that had no idea what it was planning, it had been severely wounded by her sword and left traces, and was later handed over to the Confucian Temple for disposal.
On the streets of Beijing, young Zhao Duanming discovered that the blue-shirted swordsman named Chen Dangshanzhu was always looking at his nose and heart, and behaved like a coward who encountered a ghost at night.
As for today's series of strange things, the neighbor's Dong Lao Shilang came here to look for someone. The old coachman refused to deal with the man when they met. As a result, as soon as the old coachman said that he wanted to practice, he was inexplicably practiced by someone else.
Zhao Duanming didn't bother to think about the reason. He just felt that the thrilling swordsmanship was not a great swordsman in the immortal realm. He couldn't make such a big move even if he was beaten to death, right?
Chen Pingan, who had been paying attention to the imitation Bai Yujing, breathed a sigh of relief and was quite surprised. He didn't understand why there was no sword to stop him, but since it was a good thing, he didn't need to think too much about the reason for the time being. He turned around and asked with a smile: "Your name is Zhao Duanming?
Are you a descendant of the Zhao family in Tianshui County?"
A young man who is so familiar with Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites is most likely from Yichi Lane and Chier Street. Furthermore, the Tianshui Zhao family of Shangzhu Kingdom has a deep connection with the Dali border army, and there is a family disciple in
It makes sense that this practice is so close to Renyun Yiyun Tower.
Zhao Duanming asked doubtfully: "Senior, who are you?"
Chen Ping'an thought that the young man had already guessed his identity, after all, Dong Hu had previously called himself "Master Chen".
Just thinking about being blocked before, it seems that we cannot overestimate the human sophistication of the master and apprentice gatekeepers?
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to introduce himself: "I'm from Luolu Mountain, and my surname is Chen."
Zhao Duanming was stunned on the spot and murmured: "Impossible? Drunkard Cao said that Shanzhu Chen from Luoshan Mountain was so handsome that every time he went shopping, the little ladies from his hometown would scream when they met him. I heard that he was so handsome
A woman fainted on the spot."
Drunkard Cao, this bastard, has been soaking in the wine vat all day long. As expected, he has never said a word soberly. How come Chen Ping'an is so handsome in front of him? He is also "beautiful and graceful, with a pure demeanor, and he forgets the vulgarity when he sees it."
To be continued...