In the skylight and clouds, a brilliant color swept through the air, and twenty-one streams of light qi swords were wrapped in a black shadow, as if cutting through the void, and steadily caught the falling clouds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The streamer qi sword pierced through the clouds and broke the light, faster than the shock, the spiritual power around the body was overwhelming, and the momentum was extraordinary, and in the blink of an eye, it landed on the square in front of the Xuanshan Gate of Sanqing with the clouds.

The Streamer Qi Sword slowly dissipated, and a young man dressed in black slowly appeared. I saw that his face was as pale as frost, a pair of starry eyes were dancing with sparks, his sword eyebrows were high and not angry, and the sides of his cheeks could be seen to be slightly bulging due to excessive clenching of teeth.

Nangong Mingming.

He gently lowered the breath-like Yun Can, and his palm glowed green, pressing it on Yun Can's chest. The green light touched the wound and cheered, burrowing into the body of the cloud with the vitality of infinite spring and the vigorous vitality of the mighty summer. Yun Jing's complexion improved slightly, opened her eyes, tried her best, hoarse her throat, and shouted: "Big brother? ”

Nangong Mingxuan nodded stiffly, his voice was cold, patted him on the shoulder, and said slowly: "Second brother, wait a minute, when I take care of this group of chops, I will take you back to the Wind Courtyard immediately." ”

Yun Jing tried to pull out a smile, unable to speak, her eyes were slightly closed, her expression relaxed, and she lay quietly in place.

Nangong Mingxuan stood up, looked at Huo Tianheng, endless starlight welled up in his eyes, and said coldly: "You guys go up together, kill one by one, it's too much of a waste of time." ”

Huo Tianheng's face turned pale, although the young man in front of him looked about the same age as him, his body was like a peerless divine sword hidden deep in the sheath, faintly swallowing sword intent. Nangong Mingxuan just stood like that, but there was not the slightest flaw in his whole body, and an inexplicable aura hovered around him, awe-inspiring but uninhibited, majestic but agile, which pressed Huo Tianheng so much that he couldn't breathe.

"You... Who are you? Can you actually penetrate the sword intent of the mountain gate alone?! Huo Tianheng's eyelids fluttered, and his mouth was frightened. Among the young generation disciples of the entire Sanqing Upper Xuanyuan, there are only two who can understand this sword intent, and there are only two or three young disciples who can give him such palpitating coercion. He took a few steps back, and suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was unfathomable, and his heart was filled with anger, I don't know when that waste cloud made friends with such a killer?

He was not polite at the moment, took out the three-foot long sword at his waist, beckoned the four disciples around him, and stared intently at the black-clothed young man not far away.

Nangong Mingxuan pinched a magic trick with both hands, and twenty-four sword qi swirled and floated around his body. I only heard him say coldly: "Disrespecting the teacher, being a junior, and being a junior in vain, is also a crime." ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly disappeared, and the whole person turned into countless afterimages, and for a while, the sky and the earth were full of Nangong Ming's black figure flying away. Suddenly, a magnificent sword qi slashed into the air, cutting through the clouds and breaking through the sky with a roar, and the sword qi extended for more than ten zhang, descending from the sky, unstoppable.

When a few disciples saw such a scene, they immediately felt like they were bleeding, and they were all about to fight, how could they still have half of their fighting intentions? Huo Tianheng's face turned pale, his eyes frowned angrily, and he scolded loudly: "A bunch of waste, what do you want? After he finished speaking, the spiritual power in his body surged out, and he stabbed forward with all his strength with the golden long sword in his hand. I saw a golden Qianyuan sword roar out, and the lightning flint collided with the ten-zhang sword in the sky.

With a bang, Nangong Mingxuan took half a step back, said "huh" in his mouth, and looked fixedly, only to see Huo Tianheng take three steps back, his right hand trembling slightly.

Nangong Ming snorted, his tone was indifferent, and he said: "Narrow-minded, killing the same family, the second crime." ”

I saw that his arms suddenly spread, and the twenty-eight awe-inspiring swords roared, shattering into starlight in an instant. I saw that these starlights flowed rapidly, converging with each other, and in a few moments they turned into twenty-eight constellations in the south, east, west, and north.

A nameless fear in Huo Tianheng's heart slowly crawled all over his body. In the next moment, I saw Nangong Ming standing in the air, like a god, twenty-eight bright stars flying in his palm, and there were words in his mouth: the gods of the four directions, the twenty-eight nights, the law of heaven and earth, and the glory returns to the heart. ”

As soon as the words fell, the twenty-eight dazzling lights scattered in the sky, fluttering, dazzling, and bright, living with the sky and competing with the sun. Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a dragon's groan, a phoenix's roar, a tiger's roar, and a turtle's and snake's hiss from ancient times. From the four directions of the southeast, the northwest, the four gods of heaven and earth suddenly appeared, each of which came galloping and crashing with endless spiritual light.

These four gods are powerful, Huo Tianheng's eyes are like copper bells, this move has exceeded the scope of what he can resist, and his heart trembles, and his legs are also pressed to his knees slowly.

Seeing that the majestic roaring four gods were about to crash into the five disciples in the square. Suddenly, there was a ripple in the void. A gray figure flashed out of thin air, shouted, one hand was golden, the other hand was black, both palms were pushed out, turning into a pair of giant hands of more than ten zhang and the four divine laws rushing down from the sky collided with each other.

Hearing only a loud "boom", the entire mountain gate seemed to tremble a little. A whirlpool erupted from the place where the attack had been made, tearing the space apart. The Endless Wind air was inhaled, and it took a long time to calm down.

Nangong Ming snorted coldly, and said silently in his heart: "The law of dry heaven, the law of Kundi, such a big shelf, such a big style!" ”

The gray figure fell to the ground and turned into an old man with white hair. Huo Tianheng couldn't help laughing when he was in the last moment, he couldn't help laughing, looked at it fixedly, and cheered: Elder Shi, thank you! ”

The old man snorted coldly, didn't look at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Nangong Ming in the air, and said slowly: "What kind of person is Your Excellency, who dares to come to Sanqing Shangxuanyuan to spread wild?" ”

Nangong Ming fell to the ground, laughed, the hem of his clothes was lightly flirted, he stood with his hands in his hands, the sword around his body swirled, and he said loudly:

"Nine hundred miles in the South China Sea, there is a sway in the fairy mountain, and he has three thousand ways of helping the world, and he is the master of Murong in the same day. Nangong Ming, the forty-seventh generation head of Fuyao Mountain, came to visit Beiyin Zhenren, the head of the Sanqing Shangxuanyuan. ”

The gray-white robe's old man's face changed, but his momentum was still fierce, and he said lightly: "Senior brother in charge will come later." Your identity has not been determined until then. The old man advises Your Excellency to be more peaceful, so as not to cause any trouble for yourself. ”

Nangong Mingxuan shook his head and sneered, "Your breath was hidden nearby before, do you really think I didn't feel it?" The old man frowned, only to hear Nangong Mingxuan continue: "For those who are disciples, there are two crimes. For the elders, if they connive at the pride of their disciples, harm their fellow disciples, and do not teach or control them, they are simply in vain as a teacher, and their responsibility is even worse. ”

The old man's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, and he shouted: "Bold! What are you?! Dare to reprimand the old man? ”

"Bold! I am the head of the four sects in the world, you are so disrespectful, aren't you afraid that the flood and desolation Daomen will rise up and cut down? Nangong Mingxuan's face was awe-inspiring, not afraid at all, competing with each other, and the momentum was fluttering.

Although the old man was angry, he was a little weak inside. The momentum that had originally overpowered Nangong gradually slowed down, and the two sides froze in place, confronting each other, and there was no movement for a while.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and Huo Tianheng took advantage of the gap in the confrontation between the two sides in the square to suddenly attack. I saw him holding a long sword in his hand, flying towards the clouds, and the lightning and flint slashed out a sword, and shouted in his mouth: "It's all caused by you kid, this young master will definitely make your soul return to the Nine Shadows today!" ”

"How dare a thief?!" Nangong Mingxuan's face was shocked, and his mouth roared angrily.

He had been so engrossed in the old man in the gray robe that he had completely ignored Huo Tianheng. At the moment, my heart was shocked, and I was angry, but I came and went and fell into the last move, and it was too late to save him.

The golden sword qi carried the pure Qianyuan, and it was about to split the cloud into two parts.

Several zhang of sword light whistled and slashed!

At that moment, a cyan sword light rolled in with the endless Nine Heavens Gang wind, and it forcibly blocked the brilliant golden qi sword that fell from the sky. I only heard a tactful female voice as clear as a lark, and suddenly exploded with anger:

"Huo Tianheng! If you want to touch our little sweets, I'll kill you first! ”

It seems to be the only sound between heaven and earth, and it seems to be the earth-shattering echo in Yun Jing's heart. The female voice was as smart as a trickling mountain spring, delicate and delicate like a hollow valley orchid, and Gain added a little anger, but it looked heroic and powerful.

A faint goose-yellow figure broke through the air, slowly fell, and crouched beside the young man, and time seemed to be frozen there.

Yun Jing slowly opened her eyes, and then smiled softly.

Imprinted in her eyes was a girl of eighteen or nineteen. The girl's apricot eyes were full of tears at this time, and her willow eyebrows were raised. A small and delicate nose wrinkled slightly because of anger and sadness, and pointed at the face that was three points delicate and seven points beautiful, one point higher was too straight, and one point lower was not beautiful. Her white jade teeth poked out slightly, and gently bit her lower lip like a lotus petal, as if she was disgusted, and she seemed to be complaining. Her shoulders twitched, and her whole body exuded a faint girlish body fragrance, both sweet and lively, and she dragged her faint goose yellow cedar on the ground, like a moon guardian and a star patrol fairy.

After many years, we will meet again, who knows the hardships? Who knows what it's like?

A line of tears crossed the corner of the young man's eyes, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Hundred miles... Barry... Is it really you......? ”

The girl couldn't hold back any longer, and suddenly the pear blossom brought rain, howled and cried, hugged the blood-covered Yun Hua tightly, and said while sobbing: "It's me, it's me, it's a hundred miles here." You, don't talk too much, I'm late, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Yun Jing's heart was full of joy, and her face slowly turned red because of excitement. He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood slightly, I don't know where the strength came from, slowly raised his left hand, and gently lifted the green silk on the sideburns of Baili Yan behind his ear, as if muttering to himself, and as if shouting to the sky, he said in a slight and almost inaudible voice:

"Finally home."