(Edgeworth flew, did anyone smash the ticket to encourage it?) ）

Except for Guisha and Huayangzi, everyone else couldn't figure out where these domineering ancient swords came from.

I just thought they looked familiar, but I couldn't remember them for a while, because I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

Guisha and Huayangzi Dao are relatively good, and they can still hold it, and they can quickly think that these domineering ancient swords are from the Houshan Immortal Sword Valley.

Even if they knew, they were shocked, although the Immortal Sword Valley in Houshan was beautiful, not like the sword mound of ancient Shu Mountain, but it was the sword mound of modern Shu Mountain.

The flying swords inside are all nameless swords left by their predecessors hundreds of years ago.

The flying sword has a sword spirit, the sword spirit and the soul of the sword master are connected, the sword master is there, the flying sword is alive, the sword master is gone, and the flying sword has fallen into silence.

Others want to make them fly, there are only two ways, one is to refine them again and make them their flying swords, and the other is that the sword worshippers are extremely high and can force those flying swords to be used by him with extremely strong deterrent power.

In the current situation, it must be the latter!

Feng Qingyang stood on the roof and shook his hands, and led out the flying sword in the back mountain, obviously not the way to re-refin, the sacrifice needs to drip blood on those flying swords, Feng Qingyang has been standing here, he didn't go to the back mountain, how can he drip blood?

So it's obvious that this guy used his domineering cultivation to shock those flying swords, and then let them all become his little minions.

can suppress so many masterless swords in one go, even if it is a heavenly veteran back then, he may not be able to do it.

Thinking of this, Ghost Sand fled faster.

Because Tianji Lao Dao and Jiu Jian Immortal have never fought each other, he doesn't know who is more powerful, and he has always thought that no matter how powerful Jiu Jian Immortal is, compared to Tianji Lao Dao. It should be worse!

After all, the Heavenly Machine's old Dao entered the Dao hundreds of years earlier than the Wine Sword Immortal!

Now it seems that not necessarily!

That being the case, can he not run? He can't even do the old way, can he still do it over the Wine Sword Immortal?

And Hua Yangzi is heart is bright, he has always been puzzled, why is the teacher so optimistic about Uncle Jiujian Immortal, is it just because Uncle Jiujian Immortal is young and promising?

The teacher has said more than once that the wine sword immortal is the miracle of Shushan, and his preservation zài is the best interpretation of the Taoist method of Shushan. The sky is high and the earth is wide, let me fly.

At the same time, it is also a miracle in the world of cultivating immortals, that guy can always make people see the extremely shocking side of the cultivation process, at this point, the old Taoist of heaven is ashamed of himself.

At that time, Huayangzi didn't believe it. I think that the teacher is humble to say this, he has been practicing for hundreds of years, and he is very wise, how can he be inferior to Uncle Jiujian Immortal, how long has Uncle Jiujian Immortal practiced?

But today, Huayangzi finally understands that what his teacher said back then was true. Uncle Jiujian Immortal is like a man with a thousand faces in the cultivation world, no one can guess what he will look like in the next moment, genius!

"Yo, you're pretty fast!" The people below were dumbfounded. As for Feng Qingyang himself, he is having a lot of fun.

In fact, an hour ago, he hadn't done this kind of Taoism, but he had just warmed up with Qingyu. The realm of the unity of heaven and man had reached an unprecedented realm, otherwise he would not suddenly recall the red face Zhao Ziling in the past.

It's fully in shape. His cultivation has also recovered a lot at once.

is about to recover to the middle stage of the True Immortal, and once he enters the state like this, he will also return to the realm of the late stage of the True Immortal.

You must know that with his profound foundation and experience, the cultivation of the late stage of the True Immortal is definitely no less than the Taoism of the early stage of the ordinary human god.

Behind the true fairy realm is the realm of the gods, if you want to say that the true immortals are actually half-immortals, the people in the god transformation period are definitely the existence of the little immortals.

It can be seen from one point that his advantage is that he has only only entered the late stage of True Immortal, but his Yuan Shen Qi is already the size of a fist, and ordinary people can only have it at least until the early stage of transforming into a god.

Don't underestimate the fist-sized Yuan Shen Qi, it is not the true qi, but the inner Dan qi, the essence qi that gathers from the dozens or even hundreds of spring and autumn seasons of the true qi.

Therefore, it is not only like a nuclear bomb, it can burst out with huge true qi energy, but it is also a precursor to cultivating the Yuan Shen, and when that fire gathers to the size of two fists, it can be used to drum out the Yuan Shen.

Cultivators, once they have cultivated the Yuan Shen, it is terrible, just a Yuan Shen out of the body is to pull the wind to be able to strategize and win thousands of miles away.

So not to mention those flying swords in the back mountain, even if it is doubled, he can use "Phaseless Sword Array" to make them all fly.

The domineering ancient sword poured down like rain, and it was chasing after the ghost sand.

However, the ghost sand is worthy of being an old Taoist who has been practicing for hundreds of years, and he escapes very quickly.

Dozens of flying swords have fallen, but none of them can be slashed.

Although there are still dozens of swords that have not fallen, and Feng Qingyang can completely play his own watchman flying sword, the Purple Fire Flying Sword, and kill it with one blow.

If you only use the Purple Fire Flying Sword, it is not easy to kill with one blow, after all, the ghost sand is not too cowardly.

But in this case, once the Purple Fire Flying Sword is unsheathed, it can definitely kill the scum who stole his master's eighty Xuandan.

However, Feng Daxian has a sharp increase in Taoism, and his mood is also very good, and he doesn't want to end the duel so quickly, but wants to play for a while.

Of course, he had this idea, mainly because with his current path, he could fly with Edgeworth.

So after he hit the Purple Fire Flying Sword, he stepped directly on the flying sword, stood with his back hand, and used his mind to guide the flying sword to quickly chase after the ghost sand.

The moment he stood on the flying sword, he was in a good mood.

After going down the mountain, he never flew again, it was really hard for more than half a year, and now he can finally fly.

Stepping on the flying sword, crisscrossing the world, the pleasure that has been lost for a long time, as if he had quit drinking for three months and finally drank it, the pleasure was self-evident, so that he who was rarely not calm on weekdays became uncalm in an instant, and he was grinning.

"Edgeworth Flying?" It's just that he didn't know that when he saw this scene, there were exclamations in the mountains below, not to mention those juniors, even Huayangzi was yearning.

He had already learned the way of sacrificing the sword, but he had practiced hard for decades to fly the sword, and he still couldn't do it.

It's not just him. In today's cultivation world, no one can fly with a sword.

"It's so handsome, Shizun is so handsome!"

"Yes, if I can cultivate to this level one day, even if it is worth dying!"

The juniors are all excited as if they were kissed by the goddess in their hearts, many people practice, just to be cool, shouting about subduing demons and eliminating demons, but in modern society. Where did those demons and monsters come from!

Assiduously practicing is nothing more than the pursuit of that kind of temperament, just like calligraphers, writing down a few tons of paper, not to inherit the quintessence of the country. It's not to become a master of calligraphy, but to enjoy the kind of charm when you wave, take the brush, write out a word, no matter how many troubles you have in your heart, you can calm down instantly.

It's the same with practice, not to become an immortal or a Buddha. I don't seek immortality, I only seek the heroism of crisscrossing the world and singing with swords.

Among them, the flight of Edgeworth is undoubtedly the most heroic way.

Let others drive a BMW or Mercedes-Benz, and they will be able to step on the flying sword and fly all over the street. The return rate of beautiful women is definitely 1,000 percent, a person turns back at least ten times, and the success rate of pick-up is definitely high.

"Great-grandfather, take me to fly!" It's not. Before Feng Qingyang could start talking, someone approached him for a conversation.

As soon as I saw Feng Qing raise his sword, he rose. Murong Tianxin was not calm, and he killed him with one body, wanting to fly with him.

With her temperament, in front of so many people, she will never lose her temper.

But at this moment, she was a little uncontrollable.

She is also a sword cultivator, how can she have any resistance in the face of Edgeworth's flight?

In the past, when Feng Qingyang taught her Taoism, he always asked her to kiss him, but she was always reluctant.

But if Feng Qingyang is willing to teach her this, let her kiss him three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, she will gladly accept it.

"Stinky girl, who told you to come up?" This is the first time that the Fengda Immortal has flown after his rejuvenation, no matter how experienced he is, the Dao Xing still owes the fire, so the flight is not very fast, and Murong Tianxin jumped up all of a sudden.

Since it is the first time, flying is naturally not too stable, if it is just carrying Feng Qingyang alone, it is definitely stable, but if there is one more person, the flying sword will be a little floating.

"I don't care, you must take me with you, and I will promise you to do whatever you ask me to do when I go back!" Murong Tianxin used the strength to eat milk to jump up, and wanted her to go down, how could this be possible?

The first time she stepped on the flying sword and flew, and the sword body was not too stable, so when she spoke, she stumbled and almost fell off the flying sword.

"Haha, that's okay, I'll fly you once!" Seeing this, Feng Qingyang gently bent his hand and hugged the little girl into his arms to prevent her from falling.

The little girl wants to fly like this, and she agrees to whatever she does, so what else does he have to say?

Holding the little girl with his right hand, he opened a pot of wine with a pop with his left hand, and saw the bottom in a few sips.

Drink some to make yourself fly better.

Although the Dao Xing in the late stage of the True Immortal is barely able to resist the sword, this is the first time he has taken his great-granddaughter to fly, and he must fly steadily, and he must not be ashamed.

"Thank you, great-grandfather!" Murong Tianxin was completely immersed in the thrill of Edgeworth's flight at the moment, her little face flushed, and she let the wind stir her long hair and retro robe.

In her opinion, this is the style of a sword fairy!

When she was a child, she followed her grandmother to practice swords, and she has always had such a dream in her heart, a thousand miles of swords, and a sword fairy style.

Later, when she grew up, she gradually realized that it was really just a dream, and it was difficult to achieve.

Now, the return of her great-grandfather has made her dream come true, and her thank you has suddenly become meaningful.

It was precisely because of her intoxication that she didn't notice that her body was still diagonal, lying in Feng Qingyang's arms, and Feng Qingyang's right hand was a little forward under her armpit.

If Feng Qingyang usually hugged her in this posture, she would definitely feel something, even if it was her great-grandfather, she couldn't touch the place that couldn't be touched.

But at the moment, she was unaware.

"Wait a minute, great-grandpa will kill the demon first, and I'll take you to fly again later!" Feng Qingyang didn't notice it, but felt that the little girl's body was very soft, and he also felt that the hair that kept floating on his cheeks was very soft and fragrant.

But this feeling didn't make him feel evil, she was his descendant, and some only had love.

It's a lot of fun to play with the little doll, but the business hasn't been done yet, that is, the ghost sand hasn't been killed yet!