As early as three days ago, Liu Changsheng had vaguely noticed that someone seemed to be following behind, but when he let go of his divine sense and quietly investigated, he couldn't find the specific location of the person who was following him, and early this morning, he found this young man in white who was watching behind him, this person was blatantly observing and following him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The opponent dared to reveal his identity, obviously without fear, and he had not done it for most of the day, either he did not find a suitable place to start, or he was not sure that he would defeat himself, and he was waiting for the helper to appear.

However, Liu Changsheng is not afraid of many opponents, if the opponent is really strong enough to crush him, he will already start.

"Arrogance!"

The white-robed young man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said in a cold voice: "Senior Sister Zhong and a few senior brothers are kind enough to help you because you are a disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, but I didn't expect you to rob them in a frenzy, and today I will seek justice for them!" ”

The words fell, and with a bang, a ball of rolling red flames rushed out of the body, turning into a cloud of fire and wrapping around his body, and the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth was instantly detonated, and he rushed towards the white-robed young man.

The Qianzhang Void was scorched by the flames, and suddenly it was distorted and blurred, and the spiritual pressure in the white-robed young man's body was actually rising, and he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the long sword behind his back, and pulled it out.

The blade of the sword was red, the flames were swirling, and in the moment it was unsheathed, a sword intent rose to the sky!

It's a pity that before the white-robed young man had time to raise his long sword, with a buzz, a pitch-black stick shadow was already smashed head-on, like a mountain of pressure falling from the sky, the void in front of him was shattered, and the red flames around his body were scattered.

"Despicable!"

Seeing Liu Changsheng's sneak attack, the white-robed young man shouted angrily, his figure flickered, and rushed to the side.

With this dodge, the battle intent that had just risen on his body suddenly leaked three points!

However, Liu Changsheng's figure pounced after the stick shadow, and the speed was incredibly fast, as if he had expected that the white-robed youth would dodge to one side, and with a wave of his arm, the long stick rolled up the wind in the sky, and swept with a stick, sealing the retreat of the white-robed youth.

The suffocating pressure of the mountain suddenly pressed down, and the space around the white-robed young man was actually tight, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth attracted by it collapsed in an instant.

The shadow of the stick was like lightning, there was no time to dodge, and there was no time to make a killing move, the white-robed young man was secretly shocked in his heart, shouted angrily, held the sword in both hands, and slashed at the Xuantie long stick.

The rolling red flames rose into the sky, and the sword shadow suddenly turned into ten zhang long, full of might.

"Dang!"

Gold and iron resonated, and a cloud of red and black light burst out in the air, and the violent spiritual power flew in all directions, shattering the void.

The white-robed young man's arms were numb, his tiger's mouth was hot, his figure flew backwards ten feet, and the qi and blood in his body were boiling and it was difficult to control himself.

And Liu Changsheng also took three steps back, his expression ugly.

This white-robed young man's divine power is not much weaker than him, and the long sword in the white-robed young man's hand is even more extraordinary, and the long black iron stick that has been forged thousands of times was actually cut in two by the white-robed young man's sword!

In the battle in Howling Wind City that day, Gu Likun also used a sharp axe to cut two cuts on the dark iron long stick, and afterwards Liu Changsheng spent a lot of effort to repair the long stick, and at this moment, one-third of the length of the front end of the long stick was actually cut off by a sword.

"Fuck you uncle!"

Liu Changsheng's heart was on fire, his figure flickered, and he pounced on the white-robed young man with red flames.

With a buzz, the black light of the Xuantie long stick burst out, and it turned into a long man again, and Mount Tai smashed down on the head of the white-robed young man like a crush.

This stick seems to be three points stronger than Fang Cai.

And Liu Changsheng rushed forward to this step, and even jumped above the head of the white-robed young man, condescending.

The white-robed young man had no way to retreat, so he used all his strength to swing his sword and slash at the long stick for the second time.

This is not the way he is good at fighting, he has already repented of his intestines, he shouldn't be so close to Liu Changsheng, the sword is supernatural, only at the right distance can the maximum power of the flying sword be exerted, and hand-to-hand combat is always a taboo in the way of the sword!

"Dang!"

There was another sound of gold and iron, and the white-robed young man's mouth burst open, and his figure fell backwards into the river, the long sword in his hand buzzed and trembled, and he almost flew out of his hand.

And the dark iron long stick in Liu Changsheng's hand was broken into two again.

Without waiting for the white-robed young man to make any moves, a black light flashed in front of him, and Liu Changsheng's figure pounced again like a ghost and smashed it down.

This time, Liu Changsheng didn't even bother to waste time adjusting the length of the Xuantie long stick, and directly smashed it with a half-stick stick.

The white-robed young man was terrified, roared angrily, and raised his sword to block it.

"Dang!"

The long sword flew out of his hand, the white-robed young man's arms were numb and weak, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and his figure involuntarily flew into the river.

Liu Changsheng raised his footsteps and followed, with a wave of the half-cut short stick in his right hand, and with a buzz, a thick black stick shadow flew up and smashed towards the top door of the white-robed young man.

With his left hand, he grabbed the long sword with a red body.

Liu Changsheng's movements were too fast, and the white-robed young man didn't have time to urge his mana to meet the enemy, and this time, half of the Xuantie rod was not cut off by the long sword.

"What a crazy junior, stop!"

Another man's voice suddenly sounded, and immediately after, a snow-bright sword light fell from the sky, as fast as thunder, and in a flash, it crossed thousands of zhang and slashed straight towards Liu Changsheng's chest.

Far away, Sen Ran's sword intent was already rushing to his face, and his skin was like a knife!

And the long sword that was flying towards Liu Changsheng was suddenly pulled by a strong force, changed direction, and rose into the sky, disappearing in a flash.

This sword, the power is so strong that it makes people's hearts palpitate, and the enemy will be saved, if it is slashed, Liu Changsheng will probably not be able to bear it even if he has copper skin and iron bones.

Without the slightest hesitation, Liu Changsheng waved his arm, smashed out with a stick, and walked away towards the sword light.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the sword light collapsed, but Liu Changsheng fell backwards and retreated three steps before he stood firm, his face was swollen red, the green tendons on his forehead exploded, and the arm holding the stick was faintly numb.

With just an illusory sword light, he forced himself back, and casually took away the long sword of the white-robed youth, needless to say, the other party was definitely a primordial old monster.

The figure flickered, flew back, his heart moved at will, and ten thousand golden lights burst out from his body, turning into a protective light shield, putting away half of the black iron rod, reaching out to flick it on the storage bracelet, the black light flashed, and a six-foot long sword appeared in his hand.

This long sword, the whole body is black and shiny, there are faint dark golden spirit patterns flashing, the style is simple, the sword body is thick, the width is actually seven inches, at a glance, there is not the slightest spiritual pressure to penetrate, it is the magic weapon long sword refined by the Taixuan Essence Gold Ore.

The Xuantie long stick can still be cut off by the opponent's long sword, and other treasures can't stop the slashing, and only this sword can be used at this moment.

All this happened in an instant, the white-robed young man saw the stick shadow smash down, there was no way to hide, so he had to wave his fist to block it, in the muffled sound, the stick shadow collapsed, but the figure of the white-robed young man was smashed into the river by the huge force contained in the stick shadow, and there was a plop, and the figure disappeared in the splash.

From Liu Changsheng's attack to the white-robed young man falling into the river and disappearing, it was a long story, but it was only a short time of two or three breaths.

In the four directions of front, back, left and right, there were figures rushing out of the mountains, flying down from the clouds, and rushing in unison, but they were already a step slower.

Liu Changsheng's gaze did not look at any of the four figures, but looked up in the direction of due north.

Fang Cai's sword came from the north, and the long sword in the white-robed young man's hand also flew in that direction.

A white and slender palm poked out from the clouds, and grabbed the hilt of the long sword, and the red flame on the long sword was extinguished instantly, and immediately followed, a figure surrounded by blue light slowly stepped out of the clouds.

Under Liu Changsheng's gaze, the Qingguang Zhongren only took five steps forward at random, and it actually spanned a distance of thousands of zhang and reached dozens of zhang in front of Liu Changsheng.

The blue light dispersed, and a middle-aged man in a green robe showed his true face, with a thin figure, wearing a wooden crown, black beard, and shining eyes, with a bit of majesty in his elegance.

casually standing in the air, it is actually the edge of the mountain, which makes people suddenly feel the heart of the mountains, and the coercion revealed in the body is even more depressing!

This person only sacrificed a sword shadow, and did not launch a second attack at Liu Changsheng, obviously unwilling to bully the small with the big, if he had something to say, Liu Changsheng naturally did not pounce like a mad dog.

It was just a sword shadow, which had already revealed the strength of this person, not only could Guyun Mountain not be compared to it, but even the mighty King Kong bull in the Purple Smoke Mountain Range seemed to be inferior by three points.

It's important to strike first, but it's also important to see who your opponent is.

Liu Changsheng was looking at this person, and this person was also looking at Liu Changsheng, with a pair of deep pool-like eyes, as if they wanted to penetrate Liu Changsheng's thoughts.

"What did the seniors teach?"

Liu Changsheng looked directly at the man in the green robe, neither humble nor arrogant.

But his right hand clenched his sword.

"You are Liu Changsheng, a disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

The blue-robed man asked expressionlessly.

Hearing these unnutritious words, Liu Changsheng rolled his eyes secretly, as soon as the white-robed young man appeared on the stage, he came directly to ask himself, obviously he had already figured out his identity clearly, and this green-robed man was pretending not to know here.

"The junior is Liu Changsheng, the senior's surname?"

After thinking about it and thinking about it, Liu Changsheng still directly admitted his identity, he didn't steal or rob, can't his identity be used?

"Old man Divine Soldier Sect Li Moyang, let me ask you, you robbed five Jindan disciples of this sect in the Purple Smoke Mountain Range, right?"

The blue-robed man asked with an expressionless face.

"I'm afraid the seniors have reversed, which of the Jindan disciples of your sect is not powerful and domineering, and the juniors robbed five people by one person, do the seniors believe it?"

Liu Changsheng said sarcastically, that "Fairy Zhong" really can reverse black and white, and he dares to lie to deceive the gods and soldiers, and in the end, some people really believe it.

"Listen to you, they're lying? Senior nephew, can there be such a thing? ”

The blue-robed man said, but his eyes were looking in the direction of Liu Changsheng's right.

There, a red-armored man who came out of the mountains and forests was coming from the sky, it was the man surnamed Gao who was robbed of the purple gold gourd treasure by Liu Changsheng in the Purple Smoke Mountain Range that day.

End of this section. (To be continued.) )