Elder Zhang's five people rushed towards the mountain peak like big birds, moving and teleporting forward in the space, the speed was terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, the five of them landed on the mountain peak, and their divine sense spread out and enveloped the entire mountain peak, but the purple light figure disappeared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info{starter}

"What about people?" Elder Zhang's face froze, and the same was true of several other elders, they obviously saw a purple light figure swaying on this mountain peak, why did they come here but didn't see anyone?

Isn't it someone from the Purple Star Sword Sect? Or is his cultivation extremely strong and hidden?

Elder Zhang's eyes froze, revealing an incredible look. If it wasn't really a person from the Purple Star Sword Sect, the sect master would have discovered it a long time ago, even if the sect master couldn't find it in retreat, the sect elders and others were all emperors, how could they not find out?

The only thing that can be explained is that this person is a person from the Purple Star Sword Sect, maybe a disciple, or maybe an elder?

Unable to find the purple light figure, Elder Zhang and the five of them were super depressed and walked towards the inner door after exchanging their divine senses.

Not long after the five of them left, a purple light figure flashed out, this person had a delicate and handsome face, long light purple-black hair, and his eyes exuded purple-black light, turning into a sharp sword shadow shaking in the space in front of him.

This person is Liu Xing.

In two months, he absorbed the purple star spiritual power in the amethyst stones on the seventy mountain peaks, and even the color of his hair changed, and the 500,000 stars in the dantian had condensed to one million, all of which were incomparably condensed, just like real stars, no longer points of light.

His cultivation has also reached the peak of the four realms of life and death in the past two months, and his internal strength has reached 4,300 heavenly powers, which is already so powerful that even he can't believe it.

With his current cultivation, the inner disciples can be crushed casually, even if they encounter some Tongtian Realm martial artists with low cultivation, even if they can't be killed, they won't run away.

In terms of speed, the short-distance casting of the Extinction World has almost reached the realm of true teleportation, which can make the space unfluctuating and difficult to move.

Although many martial artists also have a strong power of space, when they move through space, they will inevitably distort the space, or the space is rolling, so that people can see at a glance that there are people in that space, but Liu Xing has surpassed this level, not that the space has no fluctuations or distortion, but this degree is very small, and ordinary people will never be able to detect it.

"How far is my strength from that Dugu Shentian?" Liu Xing asked seemingly muttering, but he was actually asking Gu Feng.

"Alas, you have made a lot of progress in the past few months, but you are still far from the lonely god, his talent is not weaker than yours, you can improve so quickly, he can also, maybe now he is the Eight Realms of Heaven. Gu Feng said, a genius like Dugu Shentian cultivated at a speed that was thousands of times faster than ordinary people.

"However, your strength is enough to walk sideways in the inner gate of the Purple Star Sword Sect, and no one should be able to stop your sharp energy. Gu Feng thought for a while and said.

"Is that all?" Liu Xing frowned slightly.

"Not necessarily, if you can step into the Six Realms of Life and Death, it is estimated that those True Disciples will not dare to underestimate you. Of course, but if you fight for internal strength, even if you are among the true disciples who can resist you, there are only a dozen people at most. ”

"A dozen?"

Liu Xing's eyes froze.

"Too much?" said Gu Feng.

"Is there still a dozen people?" Liu Xing rolled his eyes, his current internal strength had reached more than four thousand heavenly powers, even some people from the Three Heavenly Realms might not be able to reach such a terrifying number.

"Boy, don't underestimate others, there are many geniuses in the world, you are a demon, and others are also geniuses, is it so unbearable?" Gu Feng said angrily.

Liu Xing nodded, too, he can be so demonic, why can't others be so demonic, otherwise why can he be called a genius?

"Have you regained your strength?" Liu Xing asked, looking at Gu Feng.

"One percent recovered. ”

Gu Feng nodded, just now Liu Xing was able to avoid the detection of the five people's divine senses, it was Gu Feng's hands and feet, sealing all his breath and hiding it in the space, even Elder Zhang of the Five Realms of Heaven did not find out about his existence.

"Only one percent recovered?"

Liu Xing rolled his eyes suddenly, the machine spirit had also grown to the age of fifteen or sixteen, and he had only recovered one percent of his ability, which made him super depressed.

"Hehe, boy, you don't have a problem sealing you, dare to underestimate me. Gu Feng Wei laughed.

"By the way, you break through quickly, the faster you break through, the stronger the realm, the faster I will recover. When the time comes, maybe I can help you deal with that Dugu Shentian together. After thinking about it, Gu Feng said again, after all, he has a very strong sealing power, he can seal the sky at the top, and everything can be sealed at the bottom, including the martial soul.

"Good. ”

Liu Xing nodded, his eyes looked into the depths of the outer door and forgot to glance, I don't know what happened to Mu Fei and Zhuo Long?

In the blink of an eye, another month had passed, and twenty more of the one hundred and five peaks had perished, and at night, the periphery was obviously much darker, and only a dozen peaks were still shining with purple light.

A month ago, Elder Zhang went to the Inner Gate Elders' House to report the situation, but was bombarded back and forth by Xia Yunqing, so that he didn't have to worry about the matter.

For this reason, Elder Zhang also sulked and scolded the purple light figure.

In the early morning, on the fighting platform, a sword-like figure stood there horizontally, and there was a sea of people outside the fighting platform.

The matter of Sorrowful Jianqiu's challenge to Zhuo Long's three swords had already spread in the inner gate, and the crowd knew who Sorrowful Jianqiu was, but no one knew who Zhuo Long was, and when they knew that Zhuo Long was just an outer disciple, people were stunned.

The outer disciples took the sorrowful sword and the three swords, isn't this looking for death?

Many disciples of the inner and outer gates gathered around the outer gate fighting platform, but they wanted to see which guy this Zhuo Long was, who was so bold? Even Zhang Lijun, the first person in the outer gate, did not dare to threaten to take the sad sword and Qiu Sanjian.

A little-known disciple from the outer gate wanted to take the Sorrowful Sword and the Three Swords, how could the disciples not be shocked, and even many elders came to take a look.

On a mountain peak, a young man in white stood with a sword on his back, this person's face was indifferent, his eyes were sharp, he was a cultivator of the Seven Realms of Life and Death, and there was a young man standing beside him, his cultivation was not weak, and he was at the peak of the Six Realms of Life and Death.

"Zhang Lijun, do you think that Zhuo Long can leave the fighting platform alive?" Looking at the young man Zhang Lijun of the Seven Realms of Life and Death in front of him, the corners of the young man's mouth curled up and smiled.

"A sword, you die. ”

Zhang Lijun's voice was deep, staring at the fighting platform and said coldly, he had seen the Sorrowful Sword Autumn out of the sword, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast, even he was not qualified to take it.

A little person in the outer gate who has never heard of it, dares to threaten to take the sad sword Qiu Sanjian, it is simply looking for death.

"Can't catch a sword?" The young man who cultivated as a weakness suddenly frowned and said, "In this way, the person named Zhuo Long is really not small, and he has courage." ”

"Hmph, mayflies shaking trees, it's just stupid. Zhang Lijun snorted coldly.

Sorrowful Sword Autumn became famous in the sect three years ago, and he is also well-known in the Nine Heavens Sacred Domain, can he be compared to Zhuo Long?

"I heard that Sorrowful Jianqiu was angry for Senior Sister Broken Qingqing, and that Broken Qingqing was also in the crowd. The young man next to him smiled and said.

Zhang Lijun didn't speak, his eyes stared at the outside of the fighting platform, waiting for Na Zhuolong to appear.

At this time, the crowd was waiting, and what made them depressed was that this Zhuo Long actually asked Sorrow Jianqiu to wait for him here, and he had been waiting for five minutes.

Sadness Jianqiu closed his eyes tightly, standing quietly on the fighting platform, as if he was out of step with the world around him, and he was in another space.

"Coming, coming......"

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind the crowd, and three figures lined up and walked in.

The young man at the head was dressed in white, it was the outer door costume, his skin was a little dark, he was not tall, he was carrying a sword behind him, and there were two people beside him, a stunning beauty, and Han Yang, the ten disciples in front of the outer gate.

When he saw Mu Fei, the inner and outer disciples suddenly showed a look of amazement.

Originally, their eyes were on the cyan figure next to the fighting platform, but because of Mu Fei's appearance, no one in the crowd looked at the woman in green anymore, and they all looked towards Mu Fei, and their eyes became demented.

Even the two of them were stunned by the two of them on the mountain peaks in the distance, and a trace of amazement flashed in their eyes.

Broken Qingqing's face was ugly, originally she and Sorrow Jianqiu were the focus of everyone's attention, but now the focus suddenly shifted to Mu Fei, because Mu Fei was alone, attracting the attention of all the men and women present, even the female disciples were attracted to Mu Fei's peerless appearance, and they were jealous and hateful in their hearts, if they had such a face, even if they were not geniuses, they could be sought after by many talented young people.

"Hmph. ”

When Duan Qingqing saw Zhuo Long and Mu Fei, he had already determined that it was them, but why was the purple-clothed young man not there. Instead, Han Yang came with them.

"Vixen. ”

There was also a group of women beside Wang Lanling, glaring at Mu Fei fiercely, Mu Fei not only had a good-looking face, but also had mysterious strength.

Wang Lanling didn't know how many slaps she had eaten in her hands, even if she had reached the five realms of life and death now, she was still not Mu Fei's opponent, Mu Fei beat her like a child, which made Wang Lanling almost collapse in anger.

Sorrowful Jianqiu slowly opened his eyes, this time there was no cold light flashing in his eyes, and no sword light shot out, he looked at Zhuo Long very calmly, and then his admiring gaze fell on Mu Fei, as for the broken Qingqing, he didn't take a look.

In comparison, although Duan Qingqing is also beautiful, she is far less outstanding than Mu Fei, although she is wearing the clothes of an outer disciple, standing in the crowd and shining, the kind of light from the inside to the outside cannot be blocked at all, sacred and inviolable.

In Bei Jianqiu's view, Mu Fei can only be used for appreciation, not desecration. It's a pity, he agreed to break Qingqing, and let Zhuo Long's matter of receiving the three swords spread in the inner and outer doors, he must do it, otherwise the crowd still thinks that he is scared of Jianqiu?

If it weren't for this, he would definitely be willing to become friends with a woman like Mu Fei, at least not when Mu Fei reached the height of Xiao Zishu for him to look up to.

Zhuo Long glanced at Sorrowful Sword Qiu, and walked onto the challenge platform under the mocking and sneering look of the crowd, he Zhuo Long is a bitter swordsman, a cultivator, there is no fear or retreat on the way to cultivation, even if he dies under the Sorrowful Sword Qiu Sword today, he will come.

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