Gongsun Heng ignored the old man's words, and sighed to himself: "Life is gone, even if there is a strong magic weapon, what is the use, this is also what I appreciate about him." ”

The old man thought for a while and said, "Childe, it seems that you admire that kid very much. ”

Gongsun Heng smiled and said, "It's a little, I hope he can set foot on the top of the Purple Mountain, and make a lot of noise like the old sword monster back then." ”

The old man smiled, turned his head and continued to look ahead, at this time Wang Yu had already stepped into the mountain gate of the Ziqing Sect, and the power of the blow in the jade talisman just now instantly killed the four foundation building powerhouses, completely shocking the disciples of the Ziqing Sect, and for a while, no one dared to step forward to stop them, and they retreated one after another.

"Where is my master? Today, the Ziqing Sect will not give me an explanation, don't think about it! Wang Yu took a step, walked slowly towards the top of the purple mountain, and every time he took a step, he asked, startling the disciples of the Ziqing Sect around him, and his heart was rolling and jumping, as if Wang Yu stepped on their hearts every time he stepped on them.

The hundreds of disciples present have seen the power in the jade talisman, and no one dares to decide whether there is a back hand, and no one wants to die too worthless, the old man with eight eyebrows has a pimple in his heart, and the jade talisman in Wang Yu's hand gave him enough pressure, and he ran back to the mountain with oil on his front and back feet, bringing out an old man in rags.

The old man was dissatisfied and muttered in his mouth, and gave the old man a few chestnuts, but the latter laughed and coaxed with good words, which made him shut his mouth and came to the bottom of the mountain with him, just when he saw Wang Yu walking up the mountain step by step, I don't know if he was really stupid or really didn't know, and asked: "Whose child is this, why is this so naughty, and actually came to our Ziqing Sect to beat people." ”

The old man with eight-character eyebrows pulled his lips and said busily: "Elder Hong, this is Cheng Bu's apprentice, who came to find his master, but his master is really not with us. ”

Elder Hong stretched his waist, took the wine jug from his waist, poured a mouthful of wine to rinse his teeth, and slowly sprayed it out, which happened to spray on the face of the old man with eight eyebrows, and the old man with eight eyebrows who was drenched with wine and saliva on his face, smelled it and didn't know whether it was the smell of wine or the smell of his mouth, so he quickly wiped it, and squeezed out a smile stiffly and said, "Elder Hong, what should we do." ”

Elder Hong sat on the spot in a daze, and only then did he become fascinated by his eyes, and he began to snore, so that the old man with eight eyebrows on the side was anxious and angry, and jumped to his feet anxiously, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

At this time, Wang Yu had already walked up a hundred steps, and the process seemed to be easy, but no one stepped forward to stop him, so that those casual cultivators outside who were always not too big to worry about were disappointed, and they all sighed that the Ziqing Sect was embarrassed, and even a small Qi Condensing Cultivator couldn't settle it.

Wang Yu walked to the one hundred and ten steps, not far ahead, on the two hundred steps, it was the elder Hong who was dressed like a beggar, lying on the ground at this time and sleeping, not caring about what happened, the old man with eight eyebrows on the side jumped to his feet and was in a hurry, and when he saw Wang Yu looking at each other, he immediately looked at each other coldly, and he looked like a feat of I must sacrifice myself for a high point, but his abacus crackled, and he would not be the first to rush up if he was killed, just now Wang Yu pierced his palm with a sword, plus a jade talisman to kill four Zhuji, He had already scared people out, and he wouldn't be the first to rush forward.

When the old sword monster killed countless disciples of the Ziqing Sect, the vitality of the Ziqing Sect was greatly damaged, and there was a great tendency to fall into the five sects, and there was a faint momentum that other sects would overwhelm it, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the sect that did not have thousands of years of history did not dare to argue with the Ziqing Sect openly.

The old sword monster kills a lot of people, and the enemies he has made are the same, and he won't go anywhere, if you say that in the cultivation realm, where the old sword monster has the most enemies, it should be the first in the Ziqing Sect!

When some of the elders of the Ziqing Sect who were in retreat in the sect to recuperate from their injuries and some of the strong people who had built the foundation learned that there were apprentices of the old sword monster who went up the mountain to 'visit', they all went out of the customs one after another, and there were always hundreds of people in the forest, and they came straight to the mountain gate.

Originally, he was still jumping in a hurry, and the eight-character eyebrow old man who was facing Wang Yu coldly, was secretly anxious in his heart, and suddenly saw hundreds of Changhong running straight out of the back mountain, and his heart blossomed, and the elders who did not dare to bother him as he was, and who had not been able to meet once for decades, were now out of the customs one after another, so that when he was in a trance of excitement, his heart was inexplicably excited, and he really wanted to thank this monk who was not afraid of death for his tossing, so that he could see so many high-ranking elders.

There are hundreds of Changhong, covering the brilliance of the sky, leaving a shadow, and when everyone is alarmed and exclaiming, there is also a scene of the imminent war ten years ago.

"Look, it's all out, that's the main thing."

"Look at the apprentice of the old sword monster, his momentum is really extraordinary, and he still has a calm breath and does not look chaotic at all, if I can have a little momentum from him, I guess I can mix up my personal appearance."

"People are born to be otherworldly, otherwise the old sword monster can accept him as an apprentice, and you are a thief and a thief, and you dare to think that someone has half the momentum, and you don't go back to pee and look in the mirror, it's not ashamed to say it. 、”

What about your master, I'm a thief and a thief!

Gongsun Heng stood aside, listening to the fighting spirit of a few scattered cultivators not far away, smiled faintly, looked at the hundreds of Changhong in the air, and showed a solemn look, the small fight just now is just the beginning, now is the main event, Wang Yu has suffered a lot!

Wang Yu's footsteps stopped at one hundred and ten steps, and he hadn't taken a step since he saw the beggar-looking elder lying in the distance, because he felt a terrifying cultivation from this person's body, even more terrifying than Yuanying Monk.

His divine sense is different from that of ordinary monks, and he has used blood stone to cultivate all year round, so that his divine sense has gradually become stronger, and he believes that if he goes further, he will definitely not be able to withstand the pressure of this beggar, and even the jade talisman in the storage bag will not be able to play a role, and it is estimated that under one of his divine thoughts, he will immediately let his Dao fall away.

Stopped at one hundred and ten steps, hundreds of long airs fell, led by an old man, with angry eyebrows, a murderous face, and a broken arm, which was cut off by the old sword monster with a sword, so he was extremely resentful.

A woman with a birthmark on her face came down, holding the long piano with both hands, like a drizzle, falling while playing, whirring like a torrential rain falling to the ground, falling to the ground with a crackling sound, like the popping sound of soybeans fried in a pot.

Outside, Sanxiu exclaimed, with a look of amazement: "It's the Thousand-Handed Demon Qin, his Shuangxiu Fujun was killed by the old sword monster, it seems that he has come to take revenge!" ”

When the voice outside exclaimed, the woman who stroked the qin, one foot landed lightly, the skirt danced, if it wasn't for the scarlet birthmark on the face, it would really make people think that it was a peerless beauty, when she landed and rotated a circle is insufficient, Fuqin's hands are already as fast as a torrential rain, Xuanyin choked out, and the Xiu Xiu sharp weapon was shot, which was a blade condensed by Xuanyin, which showed that the cultivation was enough to reach home.

Wang Yu's footsteps moved slightly, not to mention the nervousness and fear in his heart, the Ziyan sword in his hand made a circle, hundreds of sword shadows stacked up behind themselves, and stabbed straight out, and the surrounding sword gangs were big up, and a sword gang composed of sword shadows suddenly blocked the rain in front of him, crackling and blocking the blades that shot in, and the four sword shadows flew wildly, shooting indiscriminately, and the four sides became devastated!