Why him?

Han Fang's expression suddenly stagnated, under Qin Lie's command, whether it was Qin Feng or Liang Bing. The strength is extremely strong, although it has not yet broken through the broken realm. But in the eyes of the Korean side, they are all existences that can already fight against the Broken Realm.

Especially Qin Feng, he is quite optimistic. In a battle with Desperation, it is possible to fight beyond fifty swords. But he didn't care about Qin Lie, but he wrote the name of Duan Yun, who was the weakest in his eyes, both in terms of qualification and strength.

At this moment, Han Fang's mind suddenly remembered the gambling contract with Qin Lie two years ago. Could it be that he really has something extraordinary? But where does he have the ability to take even one of the abject desires? What kind of mystery is this guy doing?

Han Fang didn't know why, and the person next to him also caught a glimpse of the name on it, and immediately heard a voice, roaring angrily: "It's just playing the piano randomly! He thinks this battle is child's play? This desperate desire to challenge the sects seems to be to hone his kendo." In fact, there are people who want to use their hands to test the strength of the various sects and sects, and they have ill intentions! Even if we can't win this battle, we must not lose the face of my common people!"

The person who spoke was Fang Wen, and for Duan Yun, he didn't think there was anything extraordinary, "Let him fight, what kind of words are he like? Is it to make others see a joke and say that I have no one in my life?"

Han Fang looked deep in thought, but he couldn't see anything special, just opened his eyes in a daze. Xue Xi, who was sitting next to him, said expressionlessly: "I went to the Patriarch Hall yesterday to see, and now Senior Uncle Qin is ranked sixteenth above the Xuanming Golden Book! ”

Fang Wen's face was suddenly covered with despair, and the order of names on the golden book not only represented his status in the door, but also represented the authority of the right to speak. Although Qin Lie is not officially in power in the gate, since his order is already above the Korean side. Then you have to listen to what you say, and even the South Korean side can't veto it.

I am also entangled in my heart, why not sooner or later, at this time.

Secretly strange, Senior Brother Han is also a person who has stepped into the Holy Realm, how could he be surpassed by Qin Lie?

That guy, isn't it because of the flaws in the exercises, and his cultivation has stagnated?

What happened recently that the ranking on the Xuanming Golden Book suddenly changed?

"Uncle Shi shouldn't have agreed to this in the first place! In my opinion, this matter needs to be reported to your dignity. Please make a decision and veto Uncle Qin's life. ”

But he is listless, and he has not been seen for a long time recently. I don't know where the throne is going.

The rest of the elders are also Shenlong, and they don't see their heads and tails. In the Cangsheng Dao Palace, the highest positions are Han Fang and Qin Lie.

And the rest of those who know the approximate whereabouts are much worse in terms of generation and ranking.

Is it possible to ring the 'Amazing Bell' in the Patriarch's Hall for this matter, which is said to be able to spread to countless worlds?

On the Korean side, he was still in a daze. Fixedly watched, the direction of the first courtyard of the first word.

In recent days, for some reason, he has always been frightened from time to time. It was not a bad omen, but it was cheerful and a little uneasy.

In a trance, it seems that something terrible is about to happen. And most of it is also related to his junior brother.

The change in the Xuanming Golden Book has also confirmed his guess.

That guy, who has been in retreat for a few days, what the hell is he doing?

On the road covered with yellow sand, a large black cloud-treading car is speeding forward. The wind is galloping, galloping between the mountains.

Just as he was completely passing through the mountain gorge, a figure appeared at the exit in front of him.

The driver on the cloud-treading car immediately raised his eyebrows, and suddenly pulled the reins tightly.

Although this person is nearly eighty years old, he is a huge force. Just a slight pull of the understatement, it made these eight spirit beasts of the fifth rank all stop their momentum, each hissed, and stood up.

And the carriage happened to stop twenty feet away from the man. The white-haired coachman glanced carefully at the person in front of him, and then there was a look of surprise on his face.

"Shinto Sect, Ji Lingzi?"

Standing in front of the carriage was a young man in a navy blue robe. With a long sword on his back, his eyes were extremely cloudy at the moment, looking at the cloud-stepping car.

The scorching sight almost pierces the car.

"Despair, why did you leave without a fight?"

There was silence in the black cloud-treading car, and after a while, a cold voice came out.

"It's not worth it!"

Ji Lingzi was stunned in front of him, slightly puzzled.

The white-haired old man smiled: "My son-in-law's intention is that a despicable person like you is not worth his shot! If the Shendao Sect can only take out a disciple like you." Then it's okay not to fight!"

Ji Lingzi's face immediately flushed. The anger in his eyes is like that of lava that is about to erupt. He said in a low voice: "Just by your desperation, what qualifications do you have to evaluate me Ji Lingzi? On my Shinto Mountain, only three battles are fought, shouldn't it be cowardice?"

In the cloud-stepping car, there was silence for a moment, and then a sneer came out.

"Your sword heart is damaged, it's just a waste. Why bother? The rest of the Shinto sect, etc., I don't want to or don't know. But I know that Your Excellency, swordsmanship is not advancing but retreating, it is really not worth it. ”

Before the words fell, Ji Lingzi's face was already iron-blue. His chest heaved and his hands trembled slightly.

The white-haired old man also shook his head slightly.

"You can see what my son-in-law means. No matter your swordsmanship character, you are really not worthy of my son-in-law's attack now. Fighting with you, you can't hone your swordsmanship at all. If you're still interested, get out of the way!"

That Ji Lingzi was full of anger and fierceness, as if he had finally found an outlet, staring at the white-haired coachman.

"Shut up for me! I'm talking to your master, how can I, let you, an old dog who has only just reached the Nirvana realm, interject?"

A sword light behind him suddenly came out of the sheath. Fall on the old man's head!

The white-haired old man, but he was not frightened, as if he didn't see it, and sat in the original.

And in the cloud-stepping car, there was also a light noise.

"Well, if you are determined to die, what does it matter if I want to fulfill you? ”

When the sound fell, the same sword shadow also passed through the door. It was terrible, and with a 'sonorous' sound, the sword light bounced away.

Then the pure black sword shadow, with a turn in mid-air, slashed diagonally towards the location of the spirit son of the season. It's like a demon's breath from the depths of the abyss. Ethereal and unpredictable.

Ji Lingzi laughed out loud, revealing excitement. With a gesture of his hand, he held the cyan long sword that bounced back in his hand.

"You still made a move after all! Let me see if my Ji Lingzi's Shinto Wind Riding Sword is worthy of its name! ”

The whole person, including the sword, turned into a violent wind and swept towards the cloud-turning car.

The cyan sword light also seemed to melt into the wind. Flickering and flickering, the blade light seemed to be innumerable.

But in mid-air, with the black demonic breath-like sword light, he fought several times in a row.

And every time there is a 'clang' sound, the tornado wind is slightly suffocated. The figure of that person, Ji Lingzi, also gradually appeared. His face was full of shock and despair.

In just five blows, the storm that blew on the flat ground here had subsided. When it was abrupt and calmed down, it was also sudden, but the black sword shadow also broke into the sword light around Ji Lingzi's body with an incomparably mysterious trajectory. 'Poof' a bloody light rushed out, and it actually went straight in from the center of the eyebrows, and flew out again.

The corpse of Lingzi that season was still unsettling, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

And after the wheel of the cloud-stepping car, the white-haired groom sighed softly when he saw this.

"Childe, I don't think I need to kill anyone? It is said that his ancestors are a famous immortal realm powerhouse in my Eastern Wilderness. Transcendent status in the Shinto sect!"

If it weren't for this, the people of Qiuyun Dao would not have exchanged the lives of hundreds of disciples of Cangsheng Dao and Xue Xi for the safety of this person.

"Kill it, kill it! What are you afraid of? An immortal realm, what do I have to fear of it? Although this person is dead, the soul of the Yuan has not been damaged too much. If his old ancestor is really an immortal figure. Naturally, he can reshape his physical body and soul, so what's there to worry about?"

The white-haired old man was stunned when he heard this, and it was not a big deal to think about it. It's just that the Shinto Sect behind this person is the first holy place in the end. Under this starry sky, the first major sect. Of course, there is still some hesitation: "But ......"

"But what? Don't hurry up. This season's Reiko's Shinto Wind Sword is actually really good. Before the momentum of his martial arts was flawed, he was indeed qualified to fight me. A year and a half ago, that Jun Mo smiled at the strength of Nirvana, resisting two hundred swords and then winning with one sword, it was incredible! ”

Listening to the self-talk in the back, the white-haired old man smiled bitterly. looked at Ji Lingzi's corpse, then shook his head and whipped again. drove the eight horses to ride the wind, and flew over the corpse of the spirit son of that season.

It was just when the cloud-treading car disappeared at the exit of the narrow road in the mountains. Just a short distance behind, on the same road. Several figures were looking at the scene of the 'murder' with different expressions.

"This Ji Lingzi, isn't this seeking death by himself? Desperation of that guy's ruthlessness, isn't he ignorant? Even the son of the eighth sect of the Holy Land, Desperation dares to slash with a sword. Do you really think that your background can make this desperate scruples? Is it stupid enough to think that his Shinto Wind Riding Sword can defeat his Great Annihilation Sword?"

This man was a man in a green shirt, with a sword dangling on his feet, hovering in mid-air, ten feet above the ground, standing like a pine.

If Qin Lie was there, he would definitely be able to recognize this person, and it must be Su Chen from the Cold Mountain Gate. At this moment, his face was full of strange colors, and he seemed to feel that the scene in front of him was incredible.

Standing next to him was Lei Wuji. is laughing and falling, constantly beating his chest and falling down. The body swayed, as if it was about to fall at any moment.

"Alas, I'm laughing to death! This season Lingzi is really unlucky, he was defeated by Qin Lie a year and a half ago, and he can't raise his head in the sect. finally encountered the challenge of the desperate guy, but the result was self-reaping. ”

Su Chen rolled his eyes, and felt a little forbearing, and after snorting and chuckling, he hurriedly retracted it, and said solemnly: "Is it enough?

"Hurry a bird!"

Lei Wujian didn't think so, and said with a smile: "The spirit show of the Cangsheng Dao is all concentrated in the generation twenty years ago. Lu Xiangting, Fang Wen, and Xue Xi have almost overwhelmed many heroes of their generation in the Eastern Wilderness. After that, the level of his disciples was not as good as the next, and it was only recently better. ”

"Finally, there was a Jun Moxiao, but his cultivation was not enough, and he was too far from Ji Lingzi. This time, I desperately want to come to the door, most likely because I can't meet any real evenly matched opponents. But Cangsheng Dao, even if they lose, no one will think that they can't do it, at most they will only suffer some damage to their face!"

When Su Chen heard this, he looked at Lei Wuji as if he was looking at a native stupid hat.

"Brother Lei, don't you know? Desperate Desire has already issued a war letter to the common people, even if it is self-restraint and cultivation, you have to fight with Jun Moxiao?"

That look is clear, you Brother Lei, you are too lonely and unheard.

"Is that so?"

That Lei Wuji was really stunned, and then frowned and said, "You Hanshan Gate are really powerful. Such news can be known, could it be that there is a friendship in the Cangsheng Dao Palace?"

He eyebrows shook his head slightly: "This is a bit unruly, with the beginning realm of other domains, even if you restrain your true power, it is unfair." Cangsheng Dao will never let Jun Mo laugh easily. ”

"But this battle book, this battle of the Firmament Realm, it is no longer completely unattractive. ”

Su Chen smiled, his expression was faint: "I heard that the desperation, this time it seems to be quite stubborn. said that no matter what, he must have a battle with this gentleman. I'm only afraid of the common people's way, and I can't get it if I want to refuse. Senior Brother Lei, don't you look forward to it?"

Lei Wujian was suddenly silent, Qin Lie and despairing. If this battle is really unavoidable, he will naturally not miss it.

Su Chen's tone changed again, with a hint of temptation: "Senior brother, what is the origin of this Jun Moxiao? Until now, no one seems to know the origin of this person. Could it be that this one is actually Brother Qin Lie?"

Lei Wuji's pupils immediately shrank, and he shook his head expressionlessly: "How do I know this?" With my Qin Lie's swordsmanship, it is not difficult to win Ji Lingzi. But it's not necessarily, it's not the way of the common people, and there is no kendo strongman. ”

"I have no malice!"

Su Chen smiled dumbly when he heard this, and then said with a glint in his eyes: "Just thinking, if it's really him." Or maybe you can, with some odds of winning!"

Although the Hanshan Gate is not one of the top ten holy places, it has several huge spiritual mountains, and its strength can be on par with the Lingyun Sect at the end of the Ten Ancient Sects, or even more victorious.

This kind of large quantity is naturally among the challenges of desperation. A year before he took over, he was defeated by forty-seven swords, and his desperation did not even exert his full strength, which was a great shame.

Lei Wuji was also silent, just like this, Lei Wujian suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up at the sky. I saw a few rays of light, heading southwest, and then more and more.

Su Chen also saw it in his eyes and smiled: "The one at the front is the swordsman Li Moxia." These guys are really moved by the wind. ”

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