What's the most infuriating thing in the world?

What's even more infuriating is that a group of people who claim to be smart and talented are among the dragons and phoenixes, and they are collectively tricked!

The disciples of the various sects couldn't help but blush, and there was really no place for face.

"Pretentious, famous!"

Ye Hongxue, He Bizhi and other seven or eight people performed exercises, like a glimpse of the sky, and went straight to Hengxian's back.

"Cangchang—"

Lin Shuyu manipulated the magic sword and blocked everyone's way.

A group of people couldn't help but stop.

Ye Hongxue frowned slightly: "Senior Sister Lin, what do you mean?"

Lin Shuyu said coldly: "He is burying the sword, naturally he has his reason, he didn't ask you to follow suit, if you want to hurt him, defeat me first!"

Why did he brow and said: "Senior Sister Lin is so maintained, could it be that she is an old acquaintance with him?

Everyone looked at Lin Shuyu.

Lin Shuyu glanced at Hengxian's back and was silent for a while: "I don't know, but he saved my life in the river, and I will protect him with my life!"

Although Lin Shuyu of Tianyuan Sect has just entered the sect for five or six years, it has been spread by people, and many people know that her temperament is so bad that she can't rub a grain of sand, and if she says it, she will definitely do it.

Everyone had no choice but to accept the magic weapon speechlessly, silent.

For the identity of a cat-faced man, directly attacking Lin Shuyu is equivalent to starting a war against a group of disciples of Tianyuan Sect.

If you don't know if you can't keep the fourteen sect disciples who have kept a subtle alliance, they will fall apart in an instant.

However, looking at the "cat-faced man" burying the sword, many people still can't understand it.

Du Qiyue looked at his back and said loudly: "Since ancient times, there have been people who have buried flowers and burial spirits, and it is the first time I have seen the burial sword, you dare to say that you are not grandstanding?"

Hengxian had already piled up the grave bag and said coldly: "Do you think I will favor you?"

Everyone couldn't help but feel hot on their faces.

Yes, along the way, the "cat-faced man" doesn't seem to rely on anyone.

Just to say that, it's too arrogant.

He Bizhi sneered: "Then you have to listen to Gao Jian, otherwise, Senior Sister Lin will protect you for a while, but she won't be able to protect you for a lifetime!"

Hengxian chuckled: "There is a kind of loneliness, you can't understand, I take the sword as a confidant, and the sword naturally treats me like a friend, and when my friend goes, shouldn't I mourn?"

"Cangchang—"

Huangfu Taiqing, pulled out a purple and green magic sword, and the sword qi soared into the sky: "In the Eastern Regions Cultivation Realm, those who dare to say that the sword is a confidant, at present, there are only the seven elders of the Spirit Sword Sect Sword Madness Sword Xuanqi seniors,

I use the Nine Realms of the Qi Sea Realm to take out a sword, please take back this word!"

said, looking at Lin Shuyu: "Compared with the sword, Senior Sister Lin shouldn't be in the way, right?"

Lin Shuyu frowned slightly, but did not refute.

"The human emperor is in the world, and the sword is in Kyushu!"

Huangfu Taiqing really suppressed the realm to the ninth level of the Qi Sea Realm, jumped into the air, and slashed down with a sword.

The sword rolled up a wave of qi with a radius of ten zhang, cutting through the sky, like a galaxy training, incomparable, and went straight to Hengxian's back.

"East Imperial Palace, Human Emperor Nine Swords, Fourth Style!"

Yu Qiuyi put his hands behind his back and said with burning eyes.

"Back then, the ancient Taixuan Ancestor used this trick to kill the head of the Black Water Sect at the top of Jingshan Mountain!"

Why bother to know that he couldn't help but open the folding fan again.

Immediately, everyone looked at Hengxian, who was still burying the sword below.

How should the "cat-faced man" deal with it?

Hengxian didn't know how to deal with it, and his stomach was numb at this time.

As a person who practices 20,000 swords a day, the sword is like an arm, it has long been integrated into a part of his body, the sword is gone, and his heart is really empty, if he is not buried, it is like a heart disease, and his heart is uncomfortable.

This has nothing to do with pretending to be coercive and grandstanding.

Why did you make this group of guys behind you unhappy?

Seeing that Huangfu Taiqing's sword was about to be cut off.

He subconsciously grabbed the bronze sword on his waist, grabbed it empty, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart, his thoughts were turning, and he was about to change to another sword, when he suddenly stopped.

"Hum—"

A dazzling white halo appeared on his body, hazy.

"Epiphany ????"

The disciples of the surrounding sects exclaimed in surprise.

Cultivators often meet heaven and man, and enter a certain state of mystery and mystery.

When you have an epiphany about a certain spell or public law, you will naturally enter a certain mysterious state, and your body will fall into an ethereal spirit, and your aura will be surrounded by mist.

"Whew!"

Huangfu Taiqing's sword slashed sharply at Hengxian's back.

Hengxian finally moved, and the index finger and ring finger of his right hand were brought together, wrapped in a huge might, and slashed head-on.

The power instantly turned into a sword shape, even greater and more powerful, and with an indescribable sadness.

This kind of sadness seems to have a strong ability to render, and everyone can't help but feel a trace of grief.

"Dang!"

Huangfu Taiqing's sword shattered instantly.

And that sword light did not stop, and went straight to Huangfu Taiqing's body to slash it.

Huangfu Taiqing's face changed slightly, and he immediately held his sword to block it.

"Dang!"

The sword vanished.

Huangfu Taiqing took five steps back.

There was silence all around.

The disciples of each sect couldn't help but widen their eyes, their fingers were guided, and the sword qi came out of their bodies, but it was just the simplest finger swordsmanship, and everyone present would,

However, the finger sword was so vast, with a sense of sadness, he defeated the second master of the Eastern Imperial Palace with one sword, although Huangfu Taiqing had suppressed Xiuwei,

It's horrible, too!

Yu Qiuyi muttered: "There are three thousand sword intent in the mainstream of the world, and the sword intent of mourning, one of the nine realms, this guy squatted by the river and buried a sword to comprehend it?"

"Upper Nine Paths, Sword Intent of Mourning!"

Ye Hongxue and the others' faces were also sluggish, the sword intent is the signature of the Yuan Dan Realm, even they have just comprehended the fur, this guy has comprehended one of the nine sword intent at once?

Huangfu Taiqing put away the sword and shook his head: "I won't try, people who can say that the sword is a confidant, they are really all crazy!"

Wang Ling pondered for a moment, clasped his fists and said, "Which senior brother of our Spirit Sword Sect are you?"

The Sword Sect uses a sword, the first in the Eastern Regions!

Such a young person with such a terrifying sword, the most likely person is a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Hengxian looked at his right hand, it was the sword intent of mourning, he had already comprehended two kinds of sword intent, the first one was the sword intent of killing,

With a sigh, he finally turned his head and looked at everyone: "I think you should hurry up and get on the road instead of holding me here, those huts are about to disappear!"

Everyone immediately looked at the huts, and sure enough, the bricks were slowly falling from the houses.

Yu Qiuyi, Huangfu Taiqing, Niu Wanli, and a group of people glanced at each other, and each rushed to a hut.

The disciples of the various sects followed one after another.

Lin Shuyu still didn't move.

Hengxian looked at her, "Why don't you leave?"

Lin Shuyu said: "I'm waiting for you to reply!"

Hengxian said: "Remember the poem before the scholar disappeared just now, go to the house to change something good, and you will be less injured in the future!"

As he spoke, he swept towards one of the small rooms.

Lin Shuyu looked at his back, his long robe swaying in the wind, and walked to a hut for a while.