The sun hung high above everyone, watching it all indifferently.

Shao Heng glanced at Ning Qingyun, whose breath was gradually steady, and turned his head to Qingwu Zhenren: "Self-abandonment and cultivation? ”

Shao Heng's laughter seemed to be the same as before, but there was something different.

"Needless to say. Shao Heng raised his head, and there was a certain emotion brewing in his eyes: "It was I who bewitched Senior Sister Ning, and it was I who deceived her." Because of that, I have a way to leave Zhihui Peak. ”

"Shao Heng!Do you know what you're talking about?!" Qingwu Zhenren scolded sharply.

"It's me who wants to leave!" Shao Heng roared as if cathartic, staring at Qingwu Zhenren: "I didn't kill Shizun, why should I be locked up in Zhihui Peak?!"

"Uncle Shi, why bother talking nonsense with him again!" said one of the law enforcement disciples.

Qingwu Zhenren took a big step forward, and a flying sword as colored as dark iron hovered behind him, the sword aura was strong, and the rolling heat wave in the hot summer seemed to be dispelled.

The Heavenly Machine Sword let out a mournful roar, it was an object after all, and he didn't understand the feeling in his master's heart that he had no fighting intent but wanted to take out the sword.

"Master, please forgive the disciple. Shao Heng thought silently in his heart.

After all, he couldn't wait for Taihao Zhenren to return to the mountain.

The Heavenly Machine Sword flew high.

The sword shadow that suddenly dispersed, the galaxy that suddenly fell, suddenly seemed to be day into night.

The pure and huge sword intent made the pupils of the Qingwu real person shrink fiercely.

After seeing the power of the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword Technique before, he was not sure, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he knew that this low-key disciple in the sect had already cultivated as a Jindan.

Qing Wu paused for a moment in his mind, and there was already a law enforcement disciple in his ears who said in a voice of surprise and hatred: "He has become a golden pill, no wonder he can kill Uncle Qingyan, no wonder he can hurt Uncle Qingyang!"

"Formation!" Without waiting for Qingwu's order, except for the female disciple who took care of Ning Qingyun, the remaining eight law enforcement disciples had already formed a formation spontaneously.

Qingwu Zhenren's eyes were cold, his sword name was "Wu Feng", the shape was no different from a normal flying sword, but the weight was ten times that of an ordinary flying sword.

The bladeless sword came first, passing the sword light of the eight law enforcement disciples together, and galloping into four splitting sword shadows in the air, circling rapidly like a grinding plate, tearing a crack in the galaxy transformed by Shao Heng's sword intent.

Shao Heng pointed at one point, and the eight sword shadows met the bladeless sword shadows respectively, staggered and entangled in one place.

The technique of splitting light and clutching has always been that the more sword shadows are divided, the more powerful they are. For example, after Shao Heng's sword heart is clear, he can basically divide countless sword shadows with his gestures, and he can do whatever he wants.

But the more sword shadows, the more the monk needs to control after all.

However, the flying sword of the epee type is more difficult to control. Therefore, in the actual combat of the Qingwu real people, only four sword shadows were used to differentiate.

However, the bladeless sword is in line with the "heavy sword without a blade, and the great ingenuity is not working", and it roars fiercely and mightily between coming and going.

In addition, because of the master's intentions, the Heavenly Machine Sword couldn't resist head-on after several battles.

At the same time, the attack of the rest of the law enforcement disciples also arrived.

Although the other party formed a formation, his cultivation was no better than Shao Heng, and no matter how many people there were, he was no match for Shao Heng's heavy sword shadows under the splitting light.

However, the pieces of flying swords that were like streamers broke through Shao Heng's defenses as if they were devastating.

Qingwu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "Illusion!"

The law enforcement disciple shouted: "He's going to run away!"

Sure enough, what sword light, what galaxy, all shattered like a mirror.

Only the eight sword shadows that blocked the Qingwu real people were real.

However, at this time, it also reunited with a roar, turned into a black angry dragon, rolled up Shao Heng and left far away.

The flying sword was a hundred miles in an instant, but the speed of Qing Wu and the law enforcement disciples was not slow, and they immediately chased after it.

At the same time, Shao Heng also discovered that he couldn't get rid of the other party's pursuit just like this, and he had to find a way to stop him, so he stopped again.

"You can't escape!" In addition to their respective flying swords, a long chain appeared in the hands of the eight law enforcement disciples at the same time.

The chains were golden, and countless runes jumped in the golden light, writhing like living creatures, staring at Shao Heng in unison like poisonous snakes.

This is the magic weapon of the disciples of the Cunwei Mountain Law Enforcement Team, and it is specially aimed at the glazed green gold lock of the flying sword of the Cunwei disciples.

Flying swords come and go without a shadow, indestructible, invincible, and general control magic weapons also require the treasure holder to cultivate more than the sword cultivator to have the possibility of restraint.

However, the glazed green gold lock is specially designed for the disciples of Cunwei Mountain, and it is also a rune jade seal unique to the sect. As long as the other party controls the flying sword with the micro-sword technique, once the glazed green gold lock is matched, the power will suddenly disappear.

Not only that, but the glazed lapis lock also has the ability to trap the flying sword.

Shao Heng had never seen it before, but he had heard of it a long time ago, and now he couldn't help but sink when he saw eight glazed green gold locks glowing with golden light coming together like a wind and clouds.

Although the Heavenly Machine Sword is extraordinary, all the sword techniques that Shao Heng has learned are passed down from the subtle ones.

The glazed green gold lock was made by the personal disciples of the ancestor of Cunwei Mountain, so that the disciples of Cunwei who made mistakes were arrested, and they had never missed.

Sword cultivation loses the flying sword, which is equivalent to abandoning both hands.

Even if Shao Heng had such a high-grade Dao technique as the Mysterious Meteorite Six Fingers in his body, it would be difficult for him to resist the flying sword of the Qing Martial True Person, who had been immersed in the way of swordsmanship for eighty years, and the attacks of the remaining eight law enforcement disciples at the same time.

What's more, the Heavenly Machine Sword has followed Shao Heng for several years, day and night, like a part of his body.

Temporarily suppressed by the glazed green gold lock, he was caught off guard for a while.

"Boom!" The rolling waves of qi spread out in all directions like the collapse of a snow peak, and in the face of the fierce attack of the Qingwu real people, Shao Heng gushed out the true qi in the dantian at the last moment.

A substance-like aura emanated from his fingertips and struck at the eight glazed blue gold locks.

At the same time, the Heavenly Machine Sword roared into the sky, like a meteor falling by, catching up with the bladeless sword of the Qingwu Zhenren.

The earth-shattering loud sound spread out in all directions, echoing between the mountains and forests, and the birds and beasts had already scattered under the power of the original Divine Sky Purple Thunder Sword Technique.

Nowadays, even the sound of cicadas has completely disappeared.

After fighting for a while, Qing Wu couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Shao Heng's qualifications were not inferior to Shen Yuanxi by half a point.

If Qingyan is not dead, if not so many things have happened.

A hundred years later, he, Shen Yuanxi and other young disciples will work together to support the ups and downs of Cunwei Mountain, how fascinating should it be?

However, there are no ifs.

"Disease!" Qingwu Zhenren ordered in a deep voice, and the attack of the glazed blue gold lock became faster and faster, and it became more and more tricky.

Shao Heng's face was a little pale, he had been trapped in Zhihui Peak for the past few days, and he was not at his peak. The previous battle with Fu Anning consumed a lot of true yuan.

If the machine sword is controlled today, you need to be careful to avoid the glazed lapsed gold lock everywhere.

He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

The existence of the lore order is not only that Qingwu Zhenren and these law enforcement disciples want to hunt him down, but more people will join in later.

Shao Heng gritted his teeth, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes: "Could it be that I really have no way out?"

If he is captured, what awaits him is death, or he is deposed and repaired to wait for a hopeless justice, and he has to go.

However, Shao Heng knew that his departure also meant betraying the sect and betraying Cunweishan.

From then on, the world is big, and there is no place to return.

"Bell!" the Bladeless Sword slashed down, and the Heavenly Machine Sword retreated as if it had no fighting intent.

Shao Heng snapped his fingers, and his qi was like a net, blocking the constant harassment of the surrounding glazed and golden locks.

However, suddenly, some of the law enforcement disciples had their eyes lit up: Shao Heng finally revealed a flaw in his decline!

A glazed lapsed gold lock deftly drilled out of the gap, head-on towards the Heavenly Sword that had just clashed with the Bladeless Sword.

The sword body shook violently, and Shao Heng's expression seemed to shake heavily!

The golden light was shining, firmly covering the Heavenly Machine Sword.

Immediately after that, one, two, three...... Eight glazed lapsed gold locks one after another, firmly sealing the Heavenly Machine Sword from all directions.

The Heavenly Machine Sword rushed left and right, but it could not escape from the brilliant golden light of the glazed blue gold lock.

The jade seal characters seemed to be alive, flowing on the eight glazed blue gold locks, jumping into the void, like a huge net one after another, tightly winding the Heavenly Machine Sword.

Shao Heng's heart sank.

The range of movement of the Heavenly Immortal Sword became smaller and smaller, but it never succumbed to the shackles of the glazed blue gold lock.

At this time, Qingwu Zhenren was also stepping up his attack on Shao Heng, preventing him from escaping from the cage with the Mysterious Meteoric Six Fingers Helping the Heavenly Machine Sword.

Fu Thunderer, the cardinal of heaven and earth, this is the heavenly sword.

After thousands of years of thunder tempering, Zha Thunder Stone has always been proud and has never yielded!

Whew!

The purple light went out, and the arc bounced off the body of the Heavenly Machine.

The spirituality of the Heavenly Machine Immortal Sword has reached this point, and it has spontaneously launched an attack on the surrounding jade seal runes and glazed lapidium locks with Zixiao Divine Thunder.

The eight glazed lapsed gold locks trembled violently, and the eyes of the eight law enforcement disciples also revealed a look of horror and envy.

However, as soon as Shao Heng's eyes lit up, he saw that Qingwu Zhenren suddenly turned around, and the bladeless sword rose against the storm, like a huge black hammer, pressing down fiercely towards the Heavenly Machine Sword!

At the moment of heart-to-heart communication, Shao Heng sensed the unyielding anger of the Tianji Sword, and sensed the unbending heart of the Tianji Sword.

"No!"

Shao Heng felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a wave of anger that came out of nowhere swept through his mind and impacted his spiritual platform.

A dazzling white light bloomed from between Shao Heng's eyebrows, and in an instant, it rushed out like a tsunami.

The white light engulfed everyone, all the flying swords and magic weapons.

And in this misty white light, Shao Heng clearly saw the shattered marks on the body of the Heavenly Machine Sword spreading like a spider's web.

The white light is fleeting.

The Heavenly Machine Sword somehow returned to Shao Heng's palm, but the sword light had dimmed.

Qingwu Zhenren flew upside down for several feet, hitting a row of trees, and the bladeless sword was wailing in his palm, obviously also suffering a heavy blow.

The eight glazed lapsed gold locks were stagnant in the air, and the next moment they broke one after another, falling to the ground like scrap metal under the horrified gaze of the law enforcement disciples.

"What's going on?" they were at a loss.

And Shao Heng turned a deaf ear, he stroked the Tianji Sword that had accompanied him for many years, stroked the lines carved by Taihao Zhenren on the sword, and stroked the thin crack on the top at this time, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble fiercely.

In the midst of grief and indignation, Shao Heng looked up to the sky and roared.

The whistling sound was full of unwillingness, unwillingness, and injustice.

The howling sound was so sad and helpless, like thousands of needles, piercing Xiao Yu's heart.

"Shao Heng!" the call of his sweetheart brought back a trace of Shao Heng's sanity.

He looked at Xiao Yu's hair scattered and pale, and his eyes were full of pity, self-blame, attachment and firmness.

Some law enforcement disciples wanted to intercept Xiao Yu, but the purple clothes and the mighty sword light that appeared ensued made them shocked and surprised, and they were at a loss for a while.

"Yuanxi, what are you going to do?!" Qingwu Zhenren angrily scolded.

He never expected that Shen Yuanxi's arrival would be facing him with a sword.

"Stop Shao Heng!" Qing Wu had already understood, and immediately ordered.

The law enforcement disciples suddenly rushed up to attack Xiao Yu and Shao Heng.

Xiao Yu bypassed the law enforcement disciple's blockade like a gust of wind, rushed to Shao Heng, and at the moment before Shao Heng had time to react, she gently slapped Shao Heng's shoulder, and at the same time, she quickly stuffed something into Shao Heng's hand.

Shao Heng's body flew backwards involuntarily, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Yu.

It was his eyebrows and eyes that he loved day and night, with eyes as bright as stars, and a look as bright as the wind.

At this time, the tear-glittering eyebrows and eyes were full of reluctance and heartache.

"Live!

Those two lines of clear tears seemed to burn Shao Heng.

He held the thing that Xiao Yu had stuffed into his hand, let out a mournful roar again, and then turned into a blurred light and shadow, disappearing into the mountains and forests.

Since then, Cunwei Mountain is no longer a place to return.