Chapter six hundred and eighty third where do not ask the sword
Wei Jin, the swordsman of Fengxue Temple, found the trace of the swordsman in green shirt, but was stopped by a handsome young man with a sword gourd tied around his waist. He stood in front of the swordsman in blue shirt and stretched out a palm to stop him.
With all the sword light from Wei Jin's sword, he shook his wrist, and his palm, which had turned into charcoal, returned to normal in an instant.
This great demon on the throne, who has a neither high nor low position in the ancient well, has the pseudonym Qinghua.
That delicate face that is very capable of bewitching women, if you look closely, it is all made up of other people's faces.
Inside the sword-raising gourd, there are countless remaining souls of sword immortals and broken flying swords.
The great demon Qinghua and the young swordsman behind him who was the best among the hundreds of swordsmen in the wild world laughed and said, "Junior brother, have you had enough fun?"
The green-robed swordsman nodded and said, "Be careful."
The big demon blocked the Sword Immortal's distant sword again, and Wei Jin's two swords rushed past him. Qinghua was already hanging above a large pit, and said with a soft voice, "Senior brother, why should you be careful? You are careful enough.
Haven’t you gone to see Chen Qingdu yet?”
Lu Zhi came with his sword and said to Wei Jin: "You continue to hunt. Leave this sissy to me."
Qinghua looked at the female Great Sword Immortal with half of her face ruined and asked with a smile, "Is this the great Sword Immortal from China who has conquered the entire country from the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
Lu Zhi remained silent and responded with a sword.
At one end of the city, the monk covered in blood looked like a golden Buddha with the Great Sword Wall as a lotus seat.
The Buddhist saint with a middle-aged face, the cassock on his body fell off by itself. With his fingerless palm, he gently lifted the cassock into the air. Suddenly it was as big as a sea of clouds. For a while, the wind and clouds surged, and the cassock became bigger and bigger. The light of Buddha shone everywhere.
world.
In the end, the cassock of the sea of clouds, which covered the sky and covered the sun with endless rays of light, fell down and covered the battlefield outside the city. It turned into countless grains of golden light and attached themselves to the sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
The monk sat cross-legged, with a lotus lantern and a stick of incense appearing in front of him.
Then, many sword cultivators on the battlefield passed on all their injuries, big and small, to the monk within a stick of incense.
On the Jianjianxian Seal Book, I saw the seal script of a seal, which was copied by the young Yinguan from Haoran Tianxia.
"Dingguang Buddha reborn as an ordinary man in the world of Saha."
When the stick of incense was about to burn out, the monk put his hands together, raised his head and looked into the distance, with a smile on his face, and then passed away.
But the light in front of me is still there, and not only that, it shines even brighter.
The saints of the three religions, including monks, were actually fighting each other from beginning to end.
For example, this Buddhist saint spent his life to change the world, helped the Great Wall of Sword Qi to conquer the barbaric world, joined forces with the other two saints to create the golden river three times, covered himself with lion worms, cut off his ten fingers and turned into a golden dragon, took off his cassock, and protected the sword cultivator.
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There was the brutal fighting in the siege, with rivers of blood, and the Confucian saint's painting of Huangliu Jujin. The key is that the Buddhist magical power enveloped the battlefield.
He had been raising the sword for so long that Wu Chengpei felt that it had taken too long, so he finally used his full strength for the first time to use his natal flying sword Ganlin.
This Ganlin ranks among the top three in the evaluation of the magical power of flying swords in Summer Palace.
On the battlefield outside the city, thousands of monsters were enveloped by a rain of blood rising from the earth. Their flesh and bones were instantly stripped away, and their souls were strangled by every raindrop containing the nectar of the sword.
The throne of the great demon Bai Ying is located at the front, but it is still some distance away from the three battlefields of A Liang, Chen Xi and Qi Tingji.
On the Bone Throne, which is made up of hundreds of thousands of bones, this big monster has no flesh and blood on its body. Its bones are as white as jade, and the head is still stepping on it under its feet.
When she saw Wu Chengpei at the top of the city sacrificing his flying sword, Bai Ying kicked the head away, stood up, and stared at the rain curtain slowly rising into the sky with great interest.
Bai Ying slightly averted her gaze. On the battlefield, there was a pitiful little Jade Pure Realm sword cultivator with a broken arm. Not only was he holding a sword in one hand, but one of his ankles was evenly chopped off. For some reason, he was still around.
After passing the three sword formations opened by Qi Tingji and others, they went straight towards the throne.
The man stopped and faced the Throne of Bones. He raised his sword, but instead of looking at the great demon Bai Ying, he stared at the head and said: "Observe the lineage, sword master Gao Kui, the last sword,
You have to ask the ancestor."
Bai Ying glanced at the head on the ground and laughed loudly, "I think it's okay. I'll just slap you to death so that you, my disciples, can be my companions."
An empty gray robe with no one inside floated over and slowly landed on the Bone Throne.
When it appeared, Bai Ying immediately sat back down, not daring to say another word.
The gray robe stood at the edge of the throne.
In the distance is Gao Kui who wants to ask for the last sword in this life.
A hoarse voice said, "Watch the sword."
Two great demon thrones are suspended in the air next to each other. They are both described as women.
The big demon raised its head and stopped, and she appeared in her true form, with the head of a human and the body of a dragon, wearing an imperial crown and a black dragon robe, sitting high on a dragon chair, with a huge dragon's tail dragging on the ground.
The Great Demon of the Throne, whose name is Fei Fei, has not shown her true body. She has a young appearance, a pair of scarlet eyes, and the thousands of warp and weft threads in her robe. Each thread is a river and stream refined by her.
On her wrist is a bracelet made of natal orbs of the dragon genus, and on her feet is a pair of embroidered shoes with two huge Li beads on the tips.
Yangzhi had just retreated from the battlefield and was struck by Qi Tingji's sword. At this moment, he had to reveal his true body to heal his wounds.
When it comes to cultivating monsters, they can transform into human forms and climb mountains faster, but when it comes to recuperating from injuries, they still need to restore their true bodies and recover faster.
Yang Zhi's eyes were gloomy, staring intently at Qi Tingji in the distance, who occupied a vast battlefield with one man and one sword. The old swordsman who carved the Great Wall of Sword Qi was actually the handsome body of a young man. If according to Tuoyue Mountain's earliest
It is deduced that Qi Tingji, who has a higher heart than the sky and is never willing to die, will betray the Sword Qi Great Wall with the hidden official Xiao Xun, and at a critical moment, he will betray a certain great swordsman.
Just like Xiao Xun punched him on the left and right sides of his back.
I never thought that Qi Tingji would change his mind. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. As long as Qi Tingji is willing to leave the Sword Qi Great Wall, the only person who can kill him is Chen Qingdu. But once Chen Qingdu chooses to draw his sword, he will stand by and watch like in Jiazi Zhang.
The barbaric ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain would still take action. The only explanation is that Chen Qingdu gave Qi Tingji a better future.
Fei Fei was hovering beside the dragon chair. Compared to the big demon with a human head and a dragon body, Fei Fei looked extremely small. She glanced at the two young men standing on the handle of the dragon chair and smiled slightly with one of them.
Then she said with the voice of her heart and her sincerity: "You are incompetent in supervising the battle. You are guilty of it. Don't you mean it? You see Huang Luan and you are very sensible."
Yang Zhi's face became increasingly ugly, and the dragon's tail dragged on the ground lightly hit the ground, shaking and shattering all the ground within a hundred feet.
The situation between her and Huang Luan is now the most miserable.
Yangzhi was once the co-owner of the Yiluo River, so he naturally had a dispute with Fei Fei. However, under the witness of Tuoyue Mountain, Yang Zhi donated the entire Yiluo River water area to Fei Fei.
In exchange, Feifei needs to help Yangzhi become the co-owner of Jiuzhou in Haoran World when Haoran World is grabbing water transportation. Yangzhi wants to become the mistress of all dynasties in the world, all the kings of the world, the five mountain edicts, the incense of the world, and the gods.
Life, death, and the fate of martial arts are all decided by her with a single word.
And Yang Zhi also needs to help Fei Fei fulfill her biggest wish, which is to let Fei Fei devour the last prototype of the true dragon and make up for the great road. In the future, all water transportation in the wild and vast world will be under Fei Fei's control.
As a result, the two sides changed from an endless battle for the road in the wild world to a pattern of mutual assistance and alliance in the future.
On the handle of the huge dragon chair, stood the two sword immortal embryos of Jiashen Zhang, Yu Si and the young man Tan.
It was only after the siege that Yu Si found out that Tan was actually Yang Zhi's direct disciple.
And Tan finally knew that Yu Si was actually called "Young Master" by Fei Fei, the great demon on the throne.
After that, the atmosphere in Jiashen's tent became a bit strange.
Except for Geta, it was difficult for the other colleagues to get along with them calmly. Everyone looked at them with an uncontrollable fear that was extremely difficult to hide.
So today the two sword cultivators made an appointment to come here to relax.
?Tan said: "It seems that there is no trace of Chen Ping'an."
Yusi nodded and said: "Then it will be difficult to have the opportunity to avenge Liu Bai."
Yusi was wearing a black robe, but tied her hair with a piece of white satin. The black and white were distinct, and she looked very beautiful.
Tan looked sad, "Sister Liubai, she has a new physical body, but the sword's heart is a little unstable."
Yusi knelt down on one knee and looked at the battlefield in the distance, "If it were me, it would be difficult to maintain the clear sword heart as before."
Tan gritted his teeth and said, "I will kill Chen Pingan!"
Yusi smiled and said, "Count me in."
He turned to look at the great demon Fei Fei.
She smiled and said: "When that rotten fence is broken down, I will find the young hidden official for the young master."
Yang Zhi hesitated for a long time and glanced at the top of the city. The Confucian sage displayed the picture of Yellow Flowing Giant Jin, causing a steady stream of water to pour onto the battlefield above the city to stop the ants of the demon tribe.
Attached is siege.
She took out a scroll from her sleeve and reluctantly parted with it.
As the former co-owner of the Yiluo River, before handing over the waters of the Yiluo River, he took the lead in refining three thousand-mile-long rivers, one of which was the Wuding River, with bones and ghosts gathering in it.
Yang Zhi threw the scroll towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi, dodging dozens of Jian Xiu's flying swords, and rolled to the ground. A rolling flowing Wuding River collided with the giant yellow river, causing thousands of waves to rise immediately.
The Great Throne Demon Yao Jia, who had never made a move in the previous wars, looked up at the old Taoist from Qing Ming Tianxia, who was said to be the lord of the twelve cities on the fifth floor of Bai Yujing?
The mountains at the foot of Da Yao Jia hang upside down, and the high platform is as flat as a mirror, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
This mountain, with its broken body hanging upside down, is not inferior in size to Dao Lao Er's mountain seal left in the vast world, and is known as the golden throne of the wild world.
It is made from countless fragments of landscape gods in the history of the wild world. Therefore, iron chains made of the bones of great monsters are needed to connect the golden gravels of different sizes and the tall mirrors, like the largest one in the world. A gold fine copper coin.
Wearing a golden robe, the Great Demon Yao Armor of the Throne is in it. It is not a deliberate blinding trick. It is still as if it is shrouded in the sun. The light shines and the true appearance is invisible.
The great demon Yaojia was located at the center of the circle of the mirror. He drove the mountains beneath his feet and rushed to the sky above the battlefield. He used the entire golden throne to block the scorching power of the sun reflected in the multi-treasure mirror held by the old Taoist.
The old Taoist had previously used the magical power of the multi-treasure mirror to connect with the great sun in the wild world, and aimed at a military monk from the Jade Pu Realm monster clan. He not only burned his tough body to death, but also used the immobilization technique. Finally, he was killed by one of the top ten peak sword immortal candidates. Yue Qing used his sword "Hongzhen Wuyue" to cut off his head and smash his body, and then used his two natal flying swords "Baizhangquan" and "Skylark in the Sky" to suppress the spirit of the demon clan who wanted to escape. Kill on the spot.
Yue Qing gained some breathing space and looked around. There was no monster around the battlefield interfering with the fight. He stepped on the monster's head and shook his wrist gently to disperse the blood stains left on the sword.
happy.
Yue Qing held his sword and headed south.
This extremely lethal Great Sword Immortal once blatantly scorned the incense of the Literary Saint lineage. He also took the initiative to find the young hidden official and thanked and apologized in person.
Aboveboard.
The old Taoist nodded slightly, Yue Dajianxian was polite.
Then he frowned and shifted the angle of the multi-treasure mirror several times in his hand. The treasure light was still dragged towards the golden throne. The old Taoist sighed in his heart. His cultivation in the realm of Taoism was no longer at the peak, and there was nothing he could do.
The golden throne at the feet of the big demon Yaojia was rolled by the magma of the Duobao Mirror. Gold liquid continuously overflowed the mirror surface and spattered wildly. It was as fast as a flying sword. No matter the sword cultivator or the demon clan, their bodies were broken and their bones were shattered when they touched it, and they were killed on the spot. .
Yao Jia asked with a smile: "You are an old man. You have a long life, but you are dying like this. Is it fun?"
This old Taoist who is highly respected in the world of Qingming has two most important natal objects, the Duobao Mirror in his hand. There are many cracks on the mirror surface, like dense spider webs. Every time there is a tiny gap, the old Taoist can be said to be stain-free. The Golden Immortal's body will have an extra black thread, which will wear away the Taoist line, and the life will flow away, which is visible to the naked eye. As for the whisk, most of it was destroyed, leaving only the handle.
The old Taoist held the mirror high in one hand, stroked his beard with the other and said with a smile, "It's fun for you, mother."
He used the demeanor of the oldest fairy and spoke the most vulgar words.
It is hard to imagine that this is an elegant old immortal who said, "When the peach blossoms are in bloom, if there are orioles on the flowers, they will be particularly moving. Your eyes will not move, but your heart will move."
It is even more unimaginable that when the old Taoist preached the sermon in Bai Yujing's own city, many high-spirited immortals from other cities and other buildings were sitting on the futons, and they were very understanding.
Yao Jia didn't take it seriously and said nothing.
The two sides are just wasting away like this, but while they are consuming some fragments of the golden body of the mountain and water god, this wise old man is rapidly consuming the life of the avenue.
I, Yao Jia, happily accepted this great achievement of killing one of the three saints of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
According to the contract, Tuoyue Mountain promised to take out the land of Haoran Tianxia Continent. On the territory, all Confucian academies and academies of Haoran Tianxia, the orthodox landscape gods enshrined by the dynasty, and the golden statues of gods in large and small obscene temples will be cast by this mountain. One furnace, no one survives.
In particular, I heard that many ancient gods have been reincarnated in the vast world, and it is the key to Yao Jia's attainment of the great road. Once refined, it can hang in the sky in the sky, overlooking all living beings in the posture of the supreme god, and truly achieve great immortality. It's up to you.
The road is flowing, the so-called sky net is sparse and not leaking, and with the passage of time, we have to make a detour for it!
The big demon stretched out a hand and slowly raised it. A series of golden inscriptions appeared on the outermost edge of the mirror. The characters were extremely large. Each golden text was manifested into a golden god with a height of more than ten feet. Among them were the sun, moon, gold and wood.
The seven characters of water, fire and earth are like the eyes of the formation. The manifested gods are especially majestic, reaching a height of a hundred feet, especially the gods who were born from the two characters of "sun and moon". Behind them are the treasures formed by the condensation of sun halo and moonlight respectively.
Circles of light, streaks of golden lava, floated endlessly, like ribbons of heavenly and human garments on water and land murals.
The old Taoist suddenly stood up and laughed loudly and said: "If there is a sword cultivator who travels to the Qingming world in the future, remember to be a guest in Pindao City! The scenery is wonderful, and the fairies are even more beautiful! I have been with you for many years, Pindao
Happy, happy!"
After these words, the old Taoist's body melted into his soul, and finally turned into a bright rainbow light, which first went into the suspended multi-treasure mirror, and finally surged out and hit the golden throne.
In fact, even the great demon Yaojia couldn't control the throne to avoid the rainbow light, and could only watch the old Taoist's soul and spirit melt into the golden throne like snow.
Then, an old Taoist man appeared on the entire mirror, tearing out the cracks with his soul, and his last real last words were only three words.
Please lower your sword.
The Great Sword Immortal Mi Hu slashed the entire Golden Throne into two along the crack with a single stroke of his sword.
After this battle, the great demon Yao Jia, whose life object was damaged, had no choice but to withdraw from the battlefield and try his best to repair the Jinjing Mountain that suffered heavy losses.
The door of Jiazi tent.
The bearded man and the old man in gray stand side by side.
Liu Cha said: "There is something wrong with Chen Xi and Nalan Shaowei."
You shouldn't be so desperate and risk your life so much.
The old man in gray nodded.
On the other hand, Qi Tingji, an old deaf boy, was very normal. He seemed to be fierce in his attacks, but he still had a way out on the battlefield, and he would fall to one level at most.
But Chen Xi and Nalan Shaowei, the two wealthy heads of the Taixiang Street family, were heading towards death.
As for Dong Sangen.
The old man raised his head and glanced at the full moon that was far away from the sky and not close to the ground. Judging from the posture, Dong San had no intention of returning to the city. Not only that, when this man completely fell, I believe there would be a great scene.
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Although we were divided between ourselves and the enemy, the old man in gray clothes still felt sorry for Dong Sangen.
Such a hero.
As for the life and death of the owner of Lotus Temple, the old man in gray didn't care. Carrying Tuoyue Mountain on his back and refining the half-round moon soul without permission was a damnable act of transgression. Now that he was facing Dong Sangen, he had the right time and place, but he was also a
cage.
Liu Cha asked: "According to the latest deduction results of Jiazi Zhang, is the Confucian Temple going to give half of the world to the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
The old man in gray nodded, "That's a big deal."
The young hidden officer, with an extremely utilitarian formation, helped the Great Wall of Sword Qi breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, he fought with his hands tied for several years, but it also made the sword cultivators hold their breath. The guy who fell from the sky was gone.
After traveling to Qingming World and coming back, some of the depression in the sword cultivator's mind was relieved.
In the Lisheng lineage, there are saints who are stationed here. In the Yasheng lineage, there is A Liang, Chen Chun'an, a pure scholar. In the Literary Saint lineage, there are also the Great Sword Immortal and the hidden official Chen Ping'an.
These scholars who traveled from far away were all trying to reason in their own way to get Haoran Tianwen Temple to agree to this matter.
On the battlefield, Li Cai stopped.
A hundred feet away, a great throne demon, Huang Luan, full of ethereal immortal energy appeared.
This big monster passed through the monster army and directly found Li Cai, who was digging deep into the formation alone.
Huang Luan smiled and said: "Your name is Li Cai? I heard that you bought the Tingyun Pavilion. By coincidence, it is in my pocket. Sheath your sword and kneel down and become my slave. I will spare your life."
Huang Luan was silent for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, the term slave is too unpleasant for a female swordsman, even if she is a swordsman."
Together with Li Cai's Tingyun Pavilion carved entirely from jasper, the Wanhe Residence with waves of pine waves every moonlit night, the Chongyu Immortal Pavilion, the Jiazhan Library, etc., all the private residences left by the Sword Immortal should have been his
of trophies.
Li Cai's body was covered with scars at the moment, but most of them were covered by the robe she wore. It was only said that her cheekbones had been smashed by a military monk and demon clan before. Her skin was pulpy and her bones were exposed.
Li Cai spat out a mouthful of blood, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and grinned: "You even know that I bought the Tingyun Pavilion?"
Huang Luan nodded and said: "There are still some swordsmen who are afraid of death and cherish their lives."
Li Cai sheathed her sword, her movements were swift and violent, her sword intent surged, and a circle of ripples as tall as her and others spread out in all directions. In an instant, the monster army rushing forward from both sides of her and the great demon Huang Luan, their heads
Countless falls.
Huang Luan put his fingers together, stretched out his hand in front, shook it slightly, and dispersed the invisible essence of the sword, "Since you are at the end of your strength, don't be too showy."
Li Cai asked: "Then do you know that even if you, a beast, go to Tongyezhou, you will be stabbed to death with a sword?"
Huang Luan laughed dumbly and reminded: "I'm actually not in a good mood right now."
Huang Luan was originally the throne demon who presided over the sword cultivation formation in the wild world. He was obviously a being who had high hopes for the old man in gray at Tuoyue Mountain.
First of all, the great demon Huang Luan has a transcendent status in the wild world and has never had many disputes with other great demons. Furthermore, when he went to the vast world this time, what Huang Luan wanted was something useless in the eyes of the other great demons of the throne.
Not big, and Huang Luan himself doesn't have much ambition. To use the words of a certain big demon, Huang Luan is just a rag collector in the world. That's why Tuo Yueshan handed over the spectacular battle.
Let Abbot Huang Luan take charge of the overall situation.
It's just that the exchange of swords that was most likely to be unprecedented and unprecedented, was originally supposed to be an earth-shattering fight. Two groups of sword cultivators, numbering in the tens of thousands, fought with flying swords against flying swords, and with the torrent of sword energy.
Sword Qi Waterfall, Savage World not only failed to overwhelm one end of the Sword Qi Great Wall, but the damage was even greater than expected.
This made Huang Luan finally stand up to the big demon and had no choice but to go to the wild world behind the battlefield to intercept and kill the sword immortals who tried to rush to the aid of the Sword Qi Great Wall to make up for his mistake.
Not only that, Huang Luan had to smash half of the jade buildings, pavilions and pavilions he had worked so hard to refine and collect into the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
It was obvious that the old man in gray clothes at Jiazi Zhang was not very satisfied with Huang Luan's performance.
Li Cai glanced back, and before he knew it, he was a little far away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
It can be seen from this that my swordsmanship is very good!
Huang Luan said: "I will give you one last chance to survive."
Li Cai held out his sword.
Huang Luan stretched out his hand to grab the sword light and broke it abruptly. The sword light splashed out from the palm of his hand, without hurting Huang Luan at all.
Li Cai bent down, glanced forward, and instantly drew his sword out of its sheath.
Huang Luan's robe was spread out.
Everything in the small world is white.
Li Cai's desperate sword attack, which forced his energy to its peak, only broke through Huang Luan's small world.
Huang Luan said that she was at the end of her strength, and it was absolutely true.
Li Cai, who was unable to deliver the second sword, stepped back and vomited blood.
Huang Luan didn't look at the miserable condition of the woman, he lifted up a sleeve with many pieces of it, looked at it for a few times, felt a little regretful, raised his head and said with a smile: "The swordsmanship is really good, I am worthy of being a swordsman from Luzhou in Beiju."
.You female swordsman, I have decided. After I capture you, let Bai Ying help me refine your soul into the new. When you get to Tongye Continent, you can see if there is anyone who can wield a sword.
Stab me to death..."
While speaking, Huang Luan pressed down with one hand.
In the midst of lightning and flint, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky, and an attic the size of a mountain peak fell on Li Cai's head.
Li Cai was about to draw his sword, but found that an old man had already come to him. He said he was offended and pulled Li Cai back. At the same time, the old man threw out his long sword and faced the attic.
The long sword and sword light went straight upward, pressing against the attic, like a single tree supporting a dangerous building.
Yao Chongdao, whose name is Lianyun, maybe the old head of the Yao family liked the word "Lianyun" so much that he named his sword and his natal flying sword "Lianyun", which means the immortal realm.
Before coming here, the old man exchanged swords with the minister, and the demon swordsman had already withdrawn from the battlefield.
Huang Luan said helplessly: "I'm really not interested in military exploits or anything like that. You're seriously injured, so why come to me and die in front of me? But you have to accept the head that was given to me for free."
On top of that attic, another huge building pressed down, two by two superimposed, and the sword "Lianyun" with its sword light soaring into the sky was instantly pressed into a slight arc.
Huang Luan exchanged the loss of the medium-refined objects for the consumption of Yao Chongdao's great-refined objects, so there was no need to hesitate.
Huang Luan's mind moved slightly, and the caves of the Immortal Family crashed down, and the tip of his sword "Lianyun" was broken.
It's just that the old man's natal flying sword has not yet appeared.
Huang Luan wanted to see if Yao Chongdao, who was seriously injured, could use the trump card that would dazzle him.
Just as Li Cai was about to return to the battlefield, the old man shouted angrily: "Li Cai! It's not that I look down on women, it's that I look down on you, who is in the Jade Pure Realm. Go back!"
Li Cai could only curse her and decisively gave up the idea of moving forward.
Huang Luan raised his head and looked at the brilliant sword light that had penetrated the entire attic, and said with a smile: "I originally thought that I gave up a long sword as a cover-up to save others and myself, okay, since you have made up your mind, you really want to
Spend your life with me, and I will make your wish come true. Kill an immortal from the Great Sword Qi Wall, and you can make up for your mistake no matter what."
The old man was wearing a robe from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, with big sleeves swaying, and suddenly asked: "Do you recognize my grandson-in-law?"
Li Cai didn't want to add anything to the problem and cause Yao Chongdao to be distracted, but he also didn't want to retreat and put some distance away to warm up the flying sword in place.
After hearing this, she nodded and said, "We know each other, we're quite familiar with him."
Yao Chongdao hesitated for a moment and said: "Then please tell Li Jianxian to tell that boy that there is no need to come to ask for a kiss. I don't care if you are vain."
Li Cai was speechless.
This Yao Da Sword Immortal certainly doesn't care, but he can't go to Yao's house to propose marriage by pulling that guy's collar.
Li Cai wanted to say that he had a direct disciple, but he was so obsessed with it that he admired that guy very much, but he gave up the words when he spoke.
Li Cai said: "Senior Yao, I can exchange places with you and evacuate together if we have the chance."
Yao Chongdao didn't even bother to reveal the true thoughts of this woman from Luzhou, Beiju. Why did she die here at such a young age?
The old man said with a smile: "Don't underestimate the tricks of a big demon of the throne. If you, a little girl, die with a bad old man, it seems like you are committing suicide. What a big deal."
The old man jumped up slightly and sat down cross-legged, with clouds forming under his feet.
He folded his hands on his abdomen, and in the palms of his hands, the clouds and mist rose, slowly rising up a snow-white pocket flying sword.
Huang Luan looked calm. Yao Chongdao's natal flying sword was suitable for large-scale battlefields. It was very similar to Wu Chengpei's Ganlin and Yue Qing's Skylark in the Sky. It was better than catching each other and killing them.
Huang Luan gently breathed out a mouthful of colorful mist, and it passed away in a flash, without any big sign.
But it made Li Cai, who was far away from the battlefield between the two men, feel horrified.
Any great demon of the throne is a monster of time.
Huang Luan spent a long time refining hundreds of five-element natal objects one after another, constantly removing and replacing them, and finally had two immortal weapons and three semi-immortal weapons.
As for those magnificent Qionglou and Yuyu, except for three of them, the rest are all personal belongings of Zhonglian. The collection of numerous ancient ruins and fairy caves is nothing more than a hobby to relieve worries and relieve boredom.
Yao Chongdao said to himself: "Girl Ning, from now on, I will leave it to you to protect her. Don't stop protecting Ning Yatou just because she is strong enough. There is no good man in the world who doesn't protect his beloved. A woman's principle. It's good that your boy can stop Ning Yatou and go out of the city to fight with Li Zhen for her. It's even better if he can win against Li Zhen and still live."
"So there's nothing to worry about. I'm very relieved."
In an instant, the old man's eyebrows, temples, neck, heart, and abdomen seemed to be pierced instantly by five colorful flying swords.
After the penetration, the old man's muscles, bones, flesh, soul, and sword intent were all absorbed by the five inconspicuous holes.
Huang Luan was obviously not happy to have too many buildings destroyed by Yao Chongdao's sword light.
Except that Li Cai was clearly determined to throw out her next sword, even at the risk of death.
Then, in the distance, a young woman has arrived with a sword, her momentum is like a rainbow.
It's that Ning Yao.
The old man smashed his own flying sword without any warning, closed his eyes and chuckled, "Although I didn't draw my sword, I died a worthy death."
Clouds and mountains are hidden in mist.
Yao Chongdao created a world by accidentally adding a soul sword to his natal flying sword.
The next moment, Huang Luan found himself in a vast white mist.
A swordsman in the Immortal Realm, whose flying sword is not a magical power that creates a small world, actually has the means to detain a great demon on the throne.
What's the point?
Yao Chongdao was actually too dead to die anymore.
Who can kill me?
Li Cai? Or Ning Yao, who is only in the Nascent Soul realm after all?
In the far distance, a man who was fighting two big demons on the throne disappeared out of thin air, and directly broke through the two small worlds with strict weather conditions.
One is a burly giant with three heads and six arms. Wherever he stands, there will always be a golden futon following him.
It once took the lead in climbing to the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall and was chopped down by Chen Qingdu with a sword. After that, it deliberately left a sword mark as deep as a ravine.
There was also a short old man with a sword, with white eyebrows and a long stick on his shoulder. He came to the giant's shoulder and asked doubtfully: "So weird?"
After a while.
On a battlefield, the clouds and fog dispersed, and the truth came to light.
There was a man who stabbed a big demon in the head with Yao Chongdao's Lianyun sword, raised it high in the air, and said calmly: "The one who kills Huang Luan, Yao Chongdao, A Liang."
Above the big moon that served as the battlefield, it was already on the verge of collapse. A tall old swordsman stood on top of a huge monster corpse and laughed: "A Liang, how are you?!"
The master of Hehua Nunnery was killed with his sword, Dong Sangen was the only one.
The old man who was destined to have his flying sword destroyed but could still return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi blasted his sword spirit to pieces and enveloped the entire big moon. Then he transformed into a huge dharma image, dragged the big moon, went to the earth, and smashed into the monsters in the wild world.
It is a place where the clan army gathers heavily.
The bright moon began to crumble, and the figure of the old swordsman gradually disappeared.
The big moon fell to the ground with so much force that it stopped them from looking up. The six great demons, including Concubine Fei, had to face the bright moon together, the old swordsman surnamed Dong.