Above the sky of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the Taoist saint stood up, bowed respectfully to the visitor, bowed his head, and then said with a smile: "It's rare."
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "The view from a high place is better than that from my small shabby thatched hut."
Probably after the polite words were exchanged, there was nothing left to say.
This boss swordsman, who rarely visited the sea of clouds, just looked at the noisy battlefield in the south.
The old Taoist immortal suddenly asked: "Why does the young hermit official seem to have some prejudice against poor Taoists?"
Chen Qingdu said: "He has some opinions on Taoism as a whole, not against you alone. In fact, he also knows that it is inappropriate, but it is difficult to change it for a while."
There are always some weird people who tend to let go of the words and deeds directed at themselves, but they find it difficult to let go of certain words and deeds directed at the people around them.
In fact, the Boss Sword Immortal has seen quite a few people like this. Not to mention those who are far away, but those who are near are around, and of course there is Pang Yuanji.
The Taoist saint raised his sleeves and started counting with his fingers. The Taoist didn't want to do this in private, but since the boss swordsman showed his face, he was no longer restrained. He counted with his fingers. After a while, he said, "I never thought there would be such a thing.
There are so many grievances and grievances, no wonder."
This Taoist saint is the person in the entire Great Sword Qi Wall who is farthest from the world of mortals. He has truly achieved a pure and pure cultivation. He doesn't care about the affairs of the Great Sword Qi Wall or even the ups and downs of his own Taoist sect.
No one would come here to look for him, and he would not take the initiative to look for anyone.
This old immortal who is responsible for guarding the Sword Qi Great Wall for the Dao Sect is a Taoist master in the lineage of the first disciple of the Dao Ancestor. If he returns to the White Jade Capital of Qing Ming Tianxia, the 12th floor of the five cities, one of which,
Extremely high is his Immortal Cave, the place where he practices Taoism.
Chen Qingdu said: "For so many years, you have wasted your time and it is difficult to make further progress. Thank you for your hard work."
The Taoist hurriedly slapped his head, "I'm terrified."
Chen Qingdu said helplessly: "If that boy saw you in person, I guess you two would really be able to chat."
The Taoist counted his fingers again, shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, not necessarily."
Chen Qing was no longer willing to say anything more. He just left as soon as he came. It was not a good idea, so he stood where he was, overlooking the southern battlefield.
The Taoist suddenly exclaimed, "Our young hidden official is actually involved with Taoist Master Sun of Xuandu Temple?"
The master of Xuandu Temple, Sun Huaizhong, has already mastered the magic of swordsmanship.
He is also known as the fifth person who is unbeatable in the Qingming world.
The Taoist sighed with emotion: "I never thought that this Taoist Master Sun would actually leave his own world and travel to the vast world."
If you don’t count, that’s it. If you count ten, you can count a thousand, it’s almost like God’s calculation.
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "That lineage of Sword Immortals still has something to offer. That Taoist Master Sun is also a bit of an interesting person."
As long as the sword is mentioned and the boss swordsman can say "there is something", then it is definitely something.
Otherwise, how could Chen Qing have eaten so much that he would catch one of the people on his left and right every once in a while, saying that your swordsmanship is not high enough? They only talked about swordsmanship, but in fact, he was already the well-deserved number one in the world.
The four immortal swords represent the four "explicit learnings" of the world's swordsmanship from the earliest times.
One from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, one from the most proud scholar in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, one from Dao Laoer, and Haoran Tianxia has been claiming to the outside world that the Sword Suppression Tower, one of the nine majestic town towers, suppresses
Take the last shot.
In fact, the fairy sword owned by the scholars of the Middle-earth Divine Continent should have belonged to the lineage of Taoist Sword Immortals, and should be enshrined in Xuandu Guanzu Master Hall due to both emotion and reason. However, this involves an extremely complicated origin line, and
Sun Huaizhong of Shangxuandu Temple was a Taoist who was more chivalrous than immortal, so he was never willing to take advantage of the situation and take him back to Qingming Tianxia Xuandu Temple.
This led to the later heroic feat of the scholar who broke through the Yellow River Cave with one sword, and then to the famous saying "Bai Ye's poetry is invincible, and he is the most proud in the world."
The Taoist said with emotion: "Suddenly I thought of the Xuandu Temple. When the peach blossoms are in bloom, if there are orioles on the flowers, it will be particularly moving. My eyes dare not move, but my heart is moved."
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Isn't it 'extremely beautiful'?"
The Taoist shook his head and said, "This is vulgar."
The wine shop, which has three stores, is very busy. In fact, it is not just this shop, but also all the restaurants in the city.
Only the old, young, women, children, or men who had ruined their flying swords and were not considered swordsmen would stay in the city. What's more, the battle at the top of the city was fierce, and few people spent money drinking at this time.
The two boys of the same age in the shop, the young man Qiu Long and the young girl Liu E, were a little strange, because the youngest colleague in the shop, the child Taoban, had previously rushed over to Feng Kangle and whispered to each other.
After running away, when they came back, the two children were already bruised and swollen, covered in dust, and sat down. Feng Kangle asked his father to make two large bowls of Yangchun noodles, and Taoban and Taoban just ate the noodles. They were too small and their feet were
Off the ground, the two children had to lean down on the table to eat noodles without the pickles, because Taoban said that if you don't buy drinks, you won't have the pickles, which is the rule of the shop.
Liu E sat down at the table and asked with a smile: "What's going on?"
Feng Kangle was unhappy and buried himself in eating noodles.
Taoban said angrily: "A bunch of little bastards scolded our second shopkeeper for being heartless and not a good person. Anyway, he said a lot of nasty things and deserved a beating, didn't he? Kang Le and I beat them up."
The girl joked: "Who beat whom?"
Feng Kangle sneered and said: "There are so many of them, okay? It's up to the two of us to fight. A good man travels around the world, and it's hard for him to defeat four people with just one fist. It's said so in the book, and you don't know this?"
The more Taoban talked, the angrier he became, "The most irritating thing is those people who are hiding around to watch the show. They have heard so many stories about the second shopkeeper not charging money, and they don't know how to help us. This group of people has no conscience.
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Liu E held back her laughter and said, "I'll take those two eggs and you can take them to disperse the blood stasis."
Taoban nodded, "Kangle, let your dad make two more bowls of Yangchun noodles. Each of us has just one bowl of Yangchun noodles, plus a fried egg. It's delicious."
Feng Kangle leaned his head and whispered: "No, no, no, we are injured. It will be better later. It is best if the second shopkeeper sees it."
Taoban asked: "What are you doing? The second shopkeeper is so picky about one person, and he won't give you money."
Feng Kangle chuckled, "I want to hear one more story."
Taoban rolled his eyes and said: "Then tell me about the movie for that little girl? You are still too young and don't know that these pretty little girls are also smart. It matters whether the family has money or not."
Feng Kangle said with a smile: "My family is rich now."
Taoban ate Yangchun noodles in silence.
Feng Kangle scratched his head and said softly: "Taoban, if you are short of money in the future, remember to ask me to borrow it first. My clay pot is full of copper coins. It is so heavy now that I can hardly carry it.
!But those are my wife books. When are you waiting for me to ask for a wife, please remember to return them to me."
Feng Kangle and Taoban talked about everything. One time they talked about his grievances. He got up in the middle of the night to pee outside the door. As a result, he fell asleep sitting next to the broom at the door. He was so sleepy that his parents came to find him.
In the middle of the night, after finally finding him, his mother spanked him until his butt blossomed, which made him cry. But when Taoban heard about this, he lowered his head and actually cried. Later, Feng Kangle
We know that Taoban's ancestors, including his parents, have been laborers in the garment shop for generations, and Taoban can't see his parents all year round.
Taoban suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, I quite like that little girl."
Feng Kangle was stunned.
Taoban laughed heartily, "I'm just teasing you, girl, what's there to like about you?"
Feng Kangle started laughing.
The young man Qiu Long brought two eggs over and said with a smile: "Charge it to my account."
Tao Banxue, the second shopkeeper, gave a thumbs up, "It's grand."
Feng Kangle nodded and said: "The second shopkeeper and I are close friends and have a very good relationship. I will ask him to be a matchmaker and give Liu E to you."
The young man was speechless.
The girl's face was flushed, and her face looked like a red peach blossom with embarrassment.
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The Hanzhi Palace of the Yinguan lineage has always been empty, but today there were more than ten people.
Except for a gray-haired old woman, they are all children, ranging from four or five years old to seven or eight years old. They are both male and female.
There are rich and powerful children who live in food, and there are also little mud-legged people who crawl around in the streets and alleys.
The old woman said: "You are all embryonic martial artists. In the past, we had some martial arts masters in our Great Wall of Sword Qi. However, most of them did not live long, and it was difficult to live over a hundred years old. The journey of martial arts depends on talent and hard work, so your life is short.
Of course, my level cannot be much higher. I am one of the luckier ones. Do you know who I am?"
A child from Taixiang Street was young and courageous, and said in a childish voice: "Aunt Bai from Ning Mansion, an old woman with a very strong fist."
"Yes, my name is Bai Lianshuang. I was born in Ning Mansion. I am a female martial artist, and my boxing skills are quite good." The old woman nodded with a smile, kicked the child in the abdomen, flew backwards, fell to the ground, and rolled all over the ground.
Curling up, the pain made the child burst into tears and runny nose.
The old woman asked again: "Do you know why you are gathered here?"
A little girl from Yuhu Street turned pale and said in a trembling voice: "Mother Bai, I want to become a swordsman, but I don't want to learn martial arts. There will be no future in practicing martial arts."
The old woman rubbed the little girl's head and pressed it gently, and the latter sat down on the ground. The old woman glanced at the more delicate child on the ground, weighed it a little, and could only say that her bones were okay, and said with a smile: "
Whether you want to become a swordsman and whether you can become a swordsman are two different things. In the early years, I had the same idea as you, but if you can't become a swordsman, there is nothing you can do about it. You can't force it."
Just when the little girl was about to speak, the old woman smiled and said, "Don't worry. After a month, those who want to learn martial arts may not be able to stay, and those who don't want to learn martial arts may stay instead."
The old woman turned to look at the group of children with reserved expressions but hot eyes, "The qualifications for practicing martial arts are not as important as learning swordsmanship, but they are only relatively speaking. But will it work? You have to suffer a lot before you can do it."
You know, right?"
The children nodded one after another.
The old woman said: "First learn two boxing stakes from me. You will never succeed in boxing without any stakes or in a house without pillars. First, I will teach you two stances, one standing and one walking. It is very easy to get started, but it is not easy to master it. Practice a thousand moves in boxing, and once you are familiar with it, you will become a master.
First."
After teaching eight children how to set up and walk the pile, the old woman walked slowly and looked at the children to see if they were standing upright and staggering. She said slowly: "Punch a thousand times and your body skills will become natural. Don't believe this statement."
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What I believe is the truth, you need to practice boxing more, but what you don’t believe is that a thousand punches will make it natural. No matter if you are a martial arts genius with good bones, aptitude, and temperament, you can only throw a thousand punches, but it will still be difficult for you to get the intention of the punch.
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The child who rolled on the ground sat on the ground. He was really stubborn. He gritted his teeth and said: "What about Cao Ci, the talented martial artist from the Middle Earth Divine Continent? With the same boxing technique, does he need to practice a thousand punches?! Definitely not.
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The old woman was not angry either. She looked at the child and said with a smile: "Martial arts are grand in the world. Pure martial artists can be capable of punching but not being unreasonable. However, they also value the importance of learning etiquette before learning martial arts and learning virtues before practicing martial arts."
The child crossed his arms across his chest and sneered: "I'm talking about boxing skills with you, and you're going to reason with me? Grandma Bai, I think your boxing skills may not be that high."
The old woman's expression became more amiable, and she walked around the row of eight children, some of whom were already swaying. "The heart is right, the fist is right, the heart is evil, and the fist is evil. So teaching boxing is to teach others."
The child looked at the old woman who was smiling more and more, and knew that something was wrong. He suddenly thought and said loudly: "You are an old woman. It is better to learn boxing from you than from the second shopkeeper. He is a master. I saw it with my own eyes."
He's too good at it! Even though he lost to Cao Ci three times earlier, didn't he also win three games against Yu Xuanfu later?"
The old woman laughed loudly, "You are quite smart, little one. Okay, okay, let's get up and set up stakes with others. If you stand well, you will be beaten less. The six-step walking stick I just taught you is from Mr. Chen's
It came from the side."
The child stood up, rubbed his belly, and grinned. It really hurt.
The old woman smiled, the child's pain was real, it was just flesh, and he would get over it soon.
The child muttered: "I have a lot of food at home, but I don't want to do this."
The old woman glanced at him.
The child immediately wailed: "I'm learning, I can't learn yet."
The old woman felt a little helpless.
My uncle is indeed better at dealing with children.
In fact, even teaching boxing is not something she is good at.
Even though Bai Lianshuang was once the only tenth realm warrior in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Even if she punched her uncle in Ning Mansion, even the old woman felt guilty. She really couldn't be cruel or punch hard.
It's just that my uncle said that the martial arts seeds of the Great Sword Qi Wall are inconspicuous in the Great Sword Qi Wall, so I can't say what the future will be like. To say the least, it is a good thing to have a skilled person next to you.
Chen Ping'an found a secluded area and instantly changed his face to look like a young man.
He secretly took out a borrowed Jianfang long sword from the thing nearby, and then put the broken long sword in the sheath behind his back into the thing nearby. He would still have to return it to Pang Yuanji when the time comes.
After wielding the sword again, his whole aura instantly changed from a slumbering old man to a vigorous young man with bright eyebrows and clear eyes.
On the first and fifteenth day of the Great Refining Flying Sword, the Hate Sword Mountain imitates the sword pine needles and coughs thunder. Unless it is an emergency, one sword must not be used.
The sword "Sword Immortal" and the robe of golden wine, both of the rank of immortal soldiers, have been handed over to Ning Yao.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an's sword-wielding travels, coupled with the sacrifice of one or two "account books" of his natal flying sword, and his true identity as a swordsman, joining the battlefield are the best disguise in itself.
As for the facial skins created by Zhu Lian, they are secondary.
Anyway, having too many skills won’t overwhelm your body, the more the better.
Chen Ping'an's mind moved slightly, Yu Jian quickly went to a higher place, took a look at the battlefield situation, and quickly returned to the ground with Yu Jian.
On the battlefield, thousands of sword cultivators formed formations and moved southward, constantly compressing the demon army to the south.
The most tragic part of the battle was along the golden river. The demon army further south swarmed into the long river where the Sword Immortal was guarding. Often, in the gap after the Sword Immortal handed out his sword, the demon army could instantly pile up on a sloping hillside.
, the invisible barrier squeezing the small world of the long river, the golden long river stirred up by the waves, splashed with blood, and when the waves went back and forth, they left behind countless white bones, and the bones were swept behind
The monster clan covers it layer by layer, constantly eroding the text embankment on the south bank of the golden river.
The sword fairy could only sheath his sword a little, and draw out his sword to clean the battlefield in front of him, lest those bones and flesh accumulate too much on the spot and continue to consume the golden river.
The golden characters of the saints, which are as golden as small seal scripts, and the golden lotus flowers swaying in the long river, are disappearing all the time. It is only the saints of the three religions who continue to bless the long river from a distance that prevent this small world from dissipating too quickly.
On that battlefield, several great demons had already appeared who had personally broken the formation.
In addition, the demon monks with two kinds of magical powers: moving mountains and moving water, constantly smashed the mountain peaks on the golden river and the heads of the sword immortals, or rained down heavy rains filled with yin energy and filth.
There are those big demons who directly use their spells to crack the earth and hollow out the ground, or they control the monsters who are born to be huge, break through the earth and go deep into the ground, then flip over with a roar, tear the ground apart, and forcefully carry the Sword Fairy's sword to slash down.
We must also try to turn the indestructible golden river into a suspended river with no soil to support, so that the demon army on the southern battlefield can quickly connect with the army on the northern battlefield.
The two saints sitting at the two ends of the city used their great powers almost at the same time. Not only did the water in the entire long river surge, pouring down like a waterfall, but the roots of the golden lotus flowers suddenly began to droop along with the water of the long river.
, rooted deeper in the earth, on top of the golden lotus, there are lines of dense golden words wrapped around it. The content of the words are all famous poems by the world's literary giants and poets praising the lotus.
In the long river near the feet of a certain female sword fairy, there is a lotus, which is particularly large and beautiful. It is more than a hundred feet high. It has a clear and far-reaching fragrance. It condenses strands of golden aura, and finally gathers into water drops.
It rolled down on the lotus leaves and made a tinkling sound.
Lines of golden text are like birds clinging to people, like the dancing shadows of trees, so cute and lovely.
"The flowers of land and water are so lovely that they are so beautiful."
"Without vines or branches, it is a pure plant. It emerges from the silt but remains unstained."
The figure of the female sword fairy falls on the spreading lotus leaves. Standing among the golden lotus flowers, the world is a little clearer and full of spiritual energy.
Each time the woman drew her sword, she became more and more fluent and freehand.
At that moment, the already extremely beautiful female Sword Immortal became even more stunning.
There was a male swordsman next to her who used his sword to attack the enemy with great ferocity. He did not hesitate with his sword. At the same time, he spoke to her from the bottom of his heart: "You really don't want to be my sister-in-law?"
The female swordsman Zhou Cheng said calmly: "Mi Yu is just an embroidered pillow. He also likes to say some vitriolic words that I don't understand. I'm extremely bored."
Mi Hu was silent for a moment and then asked: "What about me?"
Zhou Cheng was silent for a moment and then replied: "It's too ugly."
Mi Hu, who had become the Great Sword Immortal not long ago, instead of being annoyed, instead laughed heartily and held out a new sword with outstanding grace.
Between life and death, you can even see the great romance of the Sword Immortal.
Chen Pingan wielded the sword extremely fast all the way, heading straight to a certain southern battlefield to find the swordsman who was the fastest in the chisel formation going south.
There are Diezhang and Dong Heitan holding swords to clear the way, and it is difficult to slow down.
The demon army also gave up the idea of rushing forward. If they could successfully kill those sword cultivators who went out to fight in the city, the credit would be greater than climbing up the city.
What's more, once you get close to the city wall, the sword cultivators stationed there will only become more powerful and they will die quickly. The sword cultivators who are surrounded and hunted on the battlefield can at least survive for a while longer.
Therefore, on the vast battlefield south of the Sword Qi Great Wall and north of the Golden River, encirclement circles of different sizes were formed unintentionally.
Whether near or far, I saw many familiar people.
Sword Immortal Tao Wen was on the front line of the furthest battlefield, and together with the other Sword Immortals, he held on to the golden river.
Nearby, in addition to Pu Yu and Ren Yi whom I met earlier, there is also the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator Ye Zhenchun who serves as the guard sword master, as well as the regulars of the wine shop. They have drank a lot of Zhuhai Dongtian Wine and eaten a lot.
A bowl of Yangchun noodles, and many bachelors and gamblers who lost money on their bets.
Along the way to find Ning Yao and the others, Chen Pingan could only do his best to save several groups of sword cultivators who were in dire situations, allowing them to temporarily leave the encirclement.
According to the rules established by the Yinguan lineage, when it comes to digging a formation south to kill the demon clan, sword cultivators of different realms will have different advancement distances. When they reach that distance, or kill the corresponding number of demon clan, they can do it on their own.
Withdraw north and return to the base of the Sword Qi Great Wall for repairs. If you have spare strength, you can continue to go south. If the damage is serious, then go directly to the top of the city and replace it with a group of sword cultivators who are recharged and rush to the battlefield. It is absolutely impossible.
If you are greedy for merit and rush forward, you can't even think about exchanging your life with the demon clan.
There are two groups of sword cultivators in the lower city on the same front, one retreating and the other advancing. The former must be decisive, otherwise they will be linked to each other. Once the sword cultivators in the lower city refuse to retreat, they will suffer heavy casualties and would rather die than retreat. The latter can only advance in advance.
If you leave the city and repair the holes, over time, the entire north-south front will be completely eroded, turning into a mess that requires additional swordsmen to clean up.
In the final analysis, the Yinguan lineage still hopes that sword cultivators can survive and continue to use swords. Only in this way can more people survive.
It's just a war, but it's destined to keep killing people again and again.
Separation in life and death, on the battlefield, are like a pair of neighbors door to door.
The demon army that was blocked from retreating must be killed, and the sword cultivators of the middle and fifth realms fighting at the Great Sword Qi Wall must minimize their battle losses.
There is an endless stream of migrating armies rushing to the northern battlefield in the wild world. However, every time one of the sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall dies in battle, it means that the Sword Qi Great Wall loses a portion of its combat power. These are just the entries in the cold ledgers.
Calculation methods, how should people calculate?
On the battlefield where the enemy and we were strangling each other, relatively speaking, the sword cultivator from the city who was closest to the golden river, like a sword formation, all of them stopped in an instant and stopped moving forward.
Even Diezhang, who was excited to kill, sheathed her sword and chose to sweep back dozens of feet. She held the big sword in both hands to Zhenyue, bent slightly, the tip of the sword pressed against the ground, and stood side by side with Dong Hua Fu.
The two of them continued to kill enemies with their natal flying swords.
The reason is very simple. They broke the formation too quickly, and there were always monsters on both sides.
Further back on the battlefield, there is Ning Yao, who is carrying a sword box and wearing a golden robe. The sword box contains the sword fairy, and Ning Yao only holds one sword in his hand.
Twenty feet away on the left and right sides of Ning Yao were Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo.
Fan Dache stood further back again.
Their group of sword cultivators should have continued to advance for more than 150 miles before they began to retreat, intercepting and killing many fish that slipped through the net behind them.
But just now Ning Yao said something, something didn't seem right.
As long as Diezhang and Dong Heitan were not crazy, they had to treat the situation with caution and seriousness, which could make Ning Yao feel something was wrong.
Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo liked to use their respective swords "Jingshu" and "Zidian" as flying swords.
In addition to their respective natal flying swords, the flying trajectories of the two swords were extremely regular. The long sword scripture, about half the height of the waist, quickly drew a large circle with Chen Sanqiu as the center two miles away. Yan Zhuo's purple lightning drew a circle on the neck of the slightly taller ordinary man. The two long swords did not conflict with each other. Once a demon clan relied on luck or brute force to get close to the magic weapon, Fortunately, they broke into the encirclement. The two of them didn't have to worry about it at all. They left everything to Ning Yao and Fan Dache to clean up. It was very simple and straightforward.
As for the circular sword formation of the big shopkeeper Duan Zhang who "cares about the head but not the body", Dong Heitan, Chen Sanqiu and Yan Pei who "crack people", they don't bother to care about the two in front.
Anyway, if there is an accident, Ning Yao, who is in charge of the overall situation, will take action to solve it.
Chen Sanqiu originally had a cloud pattern sword, which he had lent to Fan Dache.
These high-grade swords were all good swords that A Liang borrowed from the imitation white jade capital of the Great Li Dynasty.
Only the Confucian gentleman who was loved by Die Zhang brought the awe-inspiring spirit to the world.
Ning Yao added: "There should be an ambush. I'll hold off the ones with the highest levels later. You can just retreat without worry."
It was almost an understatement like her usual speech, but only through the fact that she was also a woman, she could hear some clues.
Ning Yao hid a little complaint.
Diezhang was also helpless. After all the sword cultivators of the Yin Guan lineage moved to the summer palace, the young Yin Guan did not appear in the city for a long time.
Even Fan Dache finally joined the Golden Core Sword Cultivator, but he didn't come to drink a pot of celebratory wine. You must know that the first person Fan Dache wanted to tell the good news was no longer his good friend Chen Sanqiu.
Ning Yao looked around and saw that the situation on the battlefield was actually no different. Anyway, there were densely packed monster armies in all directions.
Ning Yao frowned, and was about to remind Fan Dache to retreat first, and then let Die Zhang and Dong Huafu at the front to guard Fan Dache's rear to prevent Fan Dache from being surrounded by the army. As for herself, she, Chen Sanqiu and Yan It doesn't matter if Zhuo is relatively slow to return north. Chen Sanqiu has a robe and a life-saving talisman with him, and Yan Zhuo is naturally good at protecting himself. These two friends may not be as fast as Die Zhang and Dong Heitan in killing enemies, but they can kill people. There will be an excellent balance between self-rescue and self-rescue.
But before Ning Yao could express his true feelings, he was a little surprised to find that Fan Dache had already risen with his sword, and took the initiative to retreat north without saying a word.
Ning Yao was a little confused, when did Fan Dache become so enlightened?
Not only that, Fan Dache was also attacked by a young man who came "wandering" with a sword. He narrowly avoided the magical weapons of the demon army time and time again. Finally, the man grabbed Fan Dache's shoulders and shouted with a smile, "
With the words "Let's go", he threw his arms away and kicked the hilt of the cloud-patterned sword, making Fan Dache move faster with one sword and threw it more than a hundred feet away in an instant.
Jindan sword cultivator Fan Dache, who left the scene in a slightly embarrassed manner, was able to wield the sword very quickly after that, without any hesitation, and just ran away without hesitation.
There are only two reasons, the long-lost "Da Che", and the concise words of the visitor, "Why don't you run away and give away your head?"
At the same time, all the sword cultivators in Xinhu heard an all-too-familiar voice, speaking very quickly, "Retreat one by one. Ning Yao and I are in the rear, Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo are in the middle to support us, stack up the mountains, Dong Heitan is responsible for following behind Fan Dache
To open a road, just leave a distance of more than a hundred feet between the three of us. It can't be too long, and it can't be too short. There are many opponents ambushing. I have only found two places for the time being. The overlapping peak is to the northeast at this moment, and 30 feet away, it is to the southwest of Fan Dache.
About 120 feet away, everyone should be careful. The opponents are all sword cultivators starting from the Golden Core. Nascent Soul is the most likely. There may also be Jade Pu Realm sword immortals, so be careful."
"Be especially careful. Your opponent's sword cultivator is the first to target Da Che. He will be surrounded by a group of people to support him. Da Che, please be more enchanting about the trajectory of your sword. It's not the dead of winter. As soon as the opponent's flying sword hovers, you are going to hit it head-on.
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"Sanqiu, Fatty Yan, be ready to use the magic weapon at the bottom of the box at any time. The opponent is ambushing you this time and is determined to win. The dead soldiers are all demon swordsmen. They will never let us withdraw easily. Remember to protect Fan Dache at the same time."
Always nagging, mother-in-law and mother-in-law.
Chen Ping'an could only arrange his troops as quickly as possible, and there was no need to say more about more speculations.
There will definitely be two or three Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators who are extremely well hidden and waiting for the opportunity. Maybe there will also be the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal from the Demon Clan who hides even deeper and learns from the Sword Immortal's Halberd, being able to ignore it completely.
My life is just for a sword.
The reason couldn't be simpler. Among this group of sword cultivators, except for Fan Dache, who is newly promoted to the Golden Core, everyone is among the must-kills in the wild world.
Ning Yao, Chen Sanqiu, Dong Huafu, Diezhang, Yan Zhuo.
They are all the best in Jianqi Great Wall in this big year.
Ning Yao raised her eyebrows, seemingly annoyed by that person's constant nagging, but in fact, her eyes, which are the most beautiful in the world, were filled with happiness, joy and pride.
Just like the ripples of the lake water slightly ruffled by the spring breeze.
Next to Ning Yao, a slender "young man" hovered with a sword.
She and him are no longer just Ning Yao of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and Chen Ping'an of Haoran World.
It was sword cultivators and sword cultivators who appeared on the battlefield together.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but this guy likes to think too much, so doing things is even more difficult than the beginning.
But as long as you give him a head start, you don't have to worry about him anymore.
For example, I like her.
Another example is practicing boxing.
Another example is becoming a sword cultivator, and then becoming a great swordsman.
Ning Yao asked in his heart: "My destiny is Flying Sword?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and replied: "Two handfuls."
Ning Yao stopped talking.
Take a look.
Naturally, Chen Ping'an didn't know what Ning Yao was thinking, and he didn't bother to guess her thoughts.
What worries him the most is that the other party's dead soldier chose to remain silent and continue to cover up his traces.
Ning Yao and the others were responsible for the front line at the top of the city. There was no follow-up sword cultivator to replace the lower city. They also needed to kill the most enemies, build the formation the fastest, kill through the army formation at the earliest, and finally approach the golden river.
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Once the enemy and we are evenly matched, Fan Dache, who has just entered the Golden Core, will be the best breakthrough point.
If we just ask Fan Dache to leave the battlefield and just sit back and watch, it makes no sense both emotionally and rationally.
No matter what, Chen Ping'an was only sure that his appearance might have killed an accident, but it might also bring about an even bigger accident.
This is like the two plans of Scrophulariaceae and Xu Ning. Until the results come out, no one actually knows which option is better.
The most helpless part is that Xu Ning's plan, once implemented by Yin Guan's line, may not necessarily be better than Scrophulariaceae's plan. However, Chen Pingan was unwilling to say such harsh words at the time, and it was not convenient for Chou Miao to say this.
, Lin Junbi did not dare to say so.
Compared with human calculations, heaven's calculations, no matter how hard you try to calculate, you will still feel insignificant and powerless.
This is the biggest feeling deep in Chen Pingan's heart after he became a hidden official.
The group fought and retreated.
Diezhang and Dong Huafu tried their best to protect Fan Dache from the battlefield. With Ning Yao and Chen Pingan behind them, Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo had no worries and their focus was still on killing the demon.
Ning Yao did not use the flying sword, but just took action with the sword, which still gave people the illusion that the essence of swordsmanship in the world was nothing more than horizontal and vertical.
One sword after another, Ning Yao was more calm and calm than before, and he became extremely fast with his sword. His sword energy was everywhere, and he was instantly cut into pieces.
As a result, Chen Pingan followed Ning Yao with his sword and had nothing to do for a while. He just happened to pay more attention to the clues on the battlefield.
In addition to the two dead warrior sword cultivators who had shown their flaws previously, Chen Pingan found a demon sword cultivator with a golden elixir aura. Because he was inadvertently swept past by Ning Yao's sword aura, only this cultivator evaded a little faster.
There was an imperceptible sluggish movement, and in order not to reveal his identity, the other party even deliberately sustained some injuries, allowing the sword energy to sweep away a large chunk of flesh and blood from his shoulder.
Ning Yao draws his sword for speed, and sometimes even seems aimless. This is obviously intentional, just to allow Chen Ping'an to see more details.
When Ning Yao went from being the fastest to break through the formation and the group of sword cultivators closest to the golden river, he unknowingly turned into the group of sword cultivators closest to the city.
Chen Sanqiu and the others didn't care at all.
Anyway, no one will rob the monster army on this line.
What's more, no one thinks that they can penetrate the formation more slowly than the sword cultivators on other fronts.
Because of Ning Yao, now there is Chen Pingan.
Everyone felt that this was the most natural thing to do.
After temporarily staying away from the dangerous accident, Fan Dache hesitated to speak.
Chen Sanqiu said softly: "It's okay, don't feel embarrassed."
Diezhang and others also felt that Fan Dache was planning to return to the city first.
Fan Dache said: "I am the lowest level and the weakest in ability, so let me be the bait. I am not afraid of thieves stealing, but I am afraid that thieves will miss me. Instead of everyone being distracted all the time, it is better to take the initiative to break the situation."
Chen Pingan was a little surprised.
Fan Dache looked at Chen Ping'an, "Swordsman guarding the array, what do you say?"
Chen Pingan thought for a while, smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Chen Pingan glanced at the front of the battlefield. An extremely strange scene appeared on the battlefield. The monster army was gathered in a line. They were hundreds of feet away from the young swordsman of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Every one of them was unwilling to move forward.
Already.
Chen Pingan said: "I will come to the rear. You just let go and draw your sword."
Then Chen Ping'an looked at Ning Yao, and Ning Yao also nodded and said: "Okay."
The long sword in Ning Yao's hand returned to the sword case behind her and returned to its sheath, but the sword was unsheathed and held in her hand, "I'll start the formation."
Diezhang and Dong Huafu looked at each other and smiled: "Okay."
Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo were even more full of expectations.
The reason is simple. How does Fan Dache feel when he fights side by side with them?
Then Chen Sanqiu and the others have felt exactly like this when they have fought side by side with Ning Yao over the years.
Because Ning Yao has been accommodating and taking care of these "geniuses", she has been tied up with her sword for a long time.
Finally, Ning Yao added, "The formation is very fast, so don't be unable to keep up."