Volume 1 The Little Boy Who Seeks Learning and Swords Chapter 122 There Was a Heavenly Immortal

Under the flag, beside Leng Qing, there was a blue-robed swordsman with a sword on his chest, looking at the battle situation in the distance with a playful smile.

This person looks not very old, but he is in his early thirties, but his actual age is likely to be past the sixtieth birthday, and the sword on his chest is not a famous magic weapon, but a bamboo sword made of green bamboo, about three feet long, and the color is clear.

He sat down on the horse with a smug expression and smiled, "General, do you need me to solve the problem with my sword?"

Leng Qing smiled: "Then it will trouble Chu Jianxian." ”

The swordsman with the green bamboo as the sword exerted his strength slightly, stood on the back of the horse, turned his head and said with a smile: "Liu Xiujie's long sword is good, it can be done, General Leng, can you sell it to me at the market price afterwards?"

Leng Qing waved his hand, and said with a heroic smile: "What are you selling, if you want to give it directly to Chu Jianxian!"

The swordsman laughed and said, "Then Chu will pay homage to General Xie Leng first!"

As soon as the words fell, a sword aura appeared, and in the blink of an eye, it swept to Ye Fan, who was a hundred zhang away, and saw that his aura was definitely a master of the five realms or above.

Liu Xiujie held his breath and stood in the open space that was avoided by many soldiers.

Guan Zishi wrapped his arms around his chest, shrugged his eyelids, and said weakly: "Old man, you can't resist my five punches." ”

Liu Xiujie's face was solemn and silent.

This represents the default.

The bald young man in front of him can be said to be the strongest opponent Liu Xiujie has encountered in his life, and even the old lion in Qianfengling is far behind.

But the old man did not take a step back.

Liu Xiujie held the long sword in his hand tighter, and suddenly raised his head with a resolute expression.

I, Liu Xiujie, have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and I have never escaped without a fight!

You want me to admit defeat and fight again!

Guan Zishi looked at the change in the demeanor of the old man in front of him, and sighed in his heart.

What a hassle.

Master, don't look for me if you have such a hard thing to do in the future.

I won't do it if you're looking for me.

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Ye Fan ran all the way, extremely fast, compared to before, the current shuttle route was more erratic, fluttering and difficult to find, and from time to time he suddenly stopped his body and changed direction.

This is a very clever approach, not only to minimize the lethality of the opposing crossbow, but also to avoid the charge of the opposing cavalry, which is fair to say that it is the best thing to do in the current situation.

Resourceful.

Ye Fan has never been a brainless person, on the contrary, he is sometimes far inferior to Zhao Yongchang.

At this moment, the young man saw the blue-robed swordsman who fell from the sky not far away, holding a bamboo sword, his sword qi was swallowed, and he stared at him.

Ye Fan's heart was slightly cold, looking at the strength of this person's breath, it was estimated that it was at least the strength of a Five Realms, or even the peak of the Five Realms.

Confronted with a formidable foe.

But Ye Fan was not afraid at all.

A flash of sword qi flashed, and purple light came out.

Ye Fan almost naturally reached out to hold the flying sword that appeared out of thin air, and the sword intent suddenly burst out.

The blue-robed swordsman who was in mid-air didn't even say hello, but slashed down with a sword.

Looking at Ling Yu's sword light at the zenith, the young man's whole person suddenly fell into a strange ethereal realm.

There is no self in the world.

The heart of the Tao is pure.

There was once a white-haired golden-robed man, with one person and one sword, and he cut open a canopy of heaven with an understatement.

Since there is an end of manpower, then I will use manpower to break it today.

Just hand over a sword!

God

Kill the gods, there is a heaven to open the sky!

The dragon and moon mantra in the body did not converge at all, and it erupted from the dantian like a dragon entering the sea, and the crystal thick meridians were filled with spiritual energy, and the surrounding wind gradually rose.

The silver-white long sword in front of him brought up an extremely bright purple rainbow light with lightning speed, and slashed at the blue-robed swordsman in the sky!

The blue-robed swordsman's face changed drastically.

"God opens the heavens!"

Four words came from the boy's mouth and into his ears.

Meanwhile.

Together with the bamboo sword qi, the blue-robed swordsman didn't even have time to react, so he was stopped and slashed away.

Ye Fan, who had cut off a sword, withdrew his long sword, and the blue-robed swordsman who fell from the sky in front of him suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then an extremely slight gap appeared in his waist and abdomen, and then his body slowly split into two.

Blood spilled all over the armor of the soldiers below, leaving patches of blood in their wake.

A touch of sweat flowed from Ye Fan's forehead.

The boy was in a trance.

It was the first time he had killed someone.

His hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

The battlefield was dead.

A large circle of open space centered on the young man, after a moment of stunned, suddenly set off a neat roar, and for a moment spears and spears swung in, bows and crossbows and arrows were set up in an orderly manner, all aimed at the white-clothed young man in the middle.

Then Ye Fan made a very puzzling move.

He threw the sword in his hand to the ground, muttering words that no one could hear.

There was an uproar inside and outside the army.

There are even some lieutenants who can fight well, and their eyes are full of fire and indignation.

Even if you are strong in cultivation and can cut off the green robe with a single sword, but in the face of 20,000 horses, you still dare to abandon the sword and ignore it, which is not only arrogant, but also an insult to the army of 10,000 people in front of you.

Ye Fan raised his head lightly and said silently in his heart: "Roujia, is it okay?"

"This is the master's sword, the master wants to use it, what can you say?"

Ye Fan smiled lightly, and his slightly trembling hands gradually returned to stability.

"That's enough. ”

A red glow appeared from the horizon.

A slightly delicate long sword suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's palm along the red light like a long silk, exuding a chill.

Nine Heavens.

Ye Fan naturally lowered the hand holding the sword, and the tip of the sword just touched the ground.

The young man grinned, only to feel that he had never been so hearty and happy, among the ten thousand armies, the white-clothed young man vented all the depression in his heart, and shouted: "Sword Cultivation Ye Fan is here!"

The sound went straight into the sky.

Heroic and dry.

Invisibly, the offensive and defensive sides have switched.

If there was no hairy boy who appeared inexplicably, even if Guan Zishi did not make a move, Liu Xiujie would definitely not be able to survive the next round of powerful offensive.

Leng Qing's judgment of the battlefield situation is extremely accurate, and he still has this judgment after half a lifetime of fighting horses and dozens of battles.

Leng Qing squinted slightly, and her face was gloomy.

If this son cannot be used for his own purposes, he must be killed to get rid of future troubles!

......

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At the same time, the city of Liangzhou.

In the house deep in the alley, a middle-aged scholar in a long robe with a gentle face was sitting on a bench in the courtyard basking in the sun, and a girl stood next to her, her face full of snot and tears, trembling all over.

Confucius smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, your talent is very good, I plan to make an exception to take you as an apprentice, one day."

day, maybe he can open this heaven and earth forbidden and become the first ascension ever. Besides, the dead people have nothing to do with you, you are a smart person, you should be able to figure out this account, if you continue to cry and annoy people, I may kill you together, do you hear?"

The Confucian raised his head and looked at the gate of the courtyard, "Miss Luo, I know your purpose very clearly, I might as well tell you the truth, I have already investigated the news of those few holy relics, and I advise you to deal with your kind first and then deal with me, besides, it is just a few precious water objects, which are just chicken ribs for me, so I am tempted to regret that you also underestimate me Chu Mo." Let me tell you another great news, the more people who withdraw from the secret realm, the more holy water will be produced, and the five people who killed Shi Teng will have at least two more. ”

The Confucian smiled like spring, and said with a gentle face: "What does the girl think?"

Probably got an exact reply, the Confucian smiled even more, and the bamboo flute on his waist swayed lightly, as if responding to the master's mood.

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At the top of Qianfeng Ridge, Bai Qianjun's face was solemn, a little unsure, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this really the case? The more people killed, the more holy water will be produced? Why is this happening, according to the various secret history books of the sect's water purification, such a situation has never been recorded, could it be that the person is cheating?"

Yuan Chengshan, who was as strong as a mountain, was slowly punching at the boulder in the mountain, and when he heard the words, he exhaled a breath of turbidity and replied: "It shouldn't be fake, but I can't see through that guy, his mind is too heavy, and it is worth being careful with that guy's back hand than killing other cultivators first." ”

Yuan Chengshan accentuated his tone, "I'm not worried that Qingxuan is alone in the alley, Bai Daoyou had better keep an eye on it in person." ”

He called Daoyou.

It seems that the relationship between the two is very average.

Bai Qianjun frowned and said, "The sky here has a top. ”

This sentence is an implication.

The highest cultivation realm of the Holy Water Secret Realm is only the Sixth Realm, even if they are suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, but in terms of true strength, where can these indigenous monks compare?

Yuan Chengshan shook his head and said, "Be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship." ”

Such a cautious personality is very inconsistent with his burly figure.

Bai Qianjun's expression was a little unhappy, "You know Qingxuan's methods better than me, why can't you rest assured?"

Yuan Chengshan said indifferently: "If you don't go, then I'll go." ”

Bai Qianjun put his hands behind him, snorted coldly, and swept to the foot of the mountain at a high speed like a mountain eagle, and soon moved away from Qianfeng Ridge.

Just a moment after Bai Qianjun disappeared, a thick voice came from behind Yuan Chengshan: "The white immortal is really elegant and chic, which is enviable." ”

Yuan Chengshan was silent.

From behind the boulder at the top of the mountain came a muscular man with a large beard, his beard reaching his chest, and even his eyebrows were translucent yellow.

If Liu Xiujie was here, he would definitely be able to recognize his identity at a glance.

The strongest man in Qianfeng Ridge, the yellow-haired lion who has practiced for hundreds of years!

Yuan Chengshan asked: "Ten people in the world, have they all been confirmed?"

The bearded man nodded and said, "Immortal Yuan rest assured, it has been fully confirmed." ”

He suddenly couldn't help but laugh and said, "Even if it is the strongest ten people in this heaven and earth, I'm afraid they are not the enemies of the two immortals Yuan and Bai. ”

Yuan Chengshan was silent for a moment and said, "Since they are all ants, they will die if they die." ”

The bearded man turned his head, looked at this high Outer Heaven Immortal, and asked curiously, "How high is the cultivation realm of the immortal?"

Yuan Chengshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself: "Heaven and earth have tops, and the avenues are boundless." ”