Although Luo Qing's spirit has become more and more familiar in recent days, it is still difficult to capture Dange's movements. On this side of the gas explosion's motion, a similar impact was already miles away. In his hurry, Luo Qing saw an ever-expanding circle of strong people, crashing into the clouds and crashing into the peaks that touched the sky.

There is a special ban on touching the peaks of the sky. The stone above is as hard as iron and can withstand the strong impact of the monk's collision. It is one of the few "fighting" resorts in Shizong's mountain gate. If you play there, you won't break the precepts unless you go too far.

There was a fire all around, and love had come to Hong Dahan's control area. I don't know what magic weapon the big man is holding, Mangwu is heavy, and looking out from the inside does not affect the line of sight. Standing inside, the clouds below seemed to freeze, as if stepping on the ground.

Luo Qing secretly dispelled the condensed magic and smiled at the big man surnamed Hong. However, he saw that he was smacking his lips, staring at the entwined sword rays in the distance. He shook his head and looked back.

Speaking of which, Luo Qing is the first time to come to Li Se'e, and you have shown his skills. From a distance, Li You's sword light was always decorated with reddish edges. The sword light flew around like a circle, jumping like fire. It never skimps on change, and its trajectory is unpredictable.

In contrast, his opponent's sword light was much dimmer, and most of the time the light was not shown, but the cold air between the swings spread out layer by layer, condensing the surrounding atmosphere, and when it touched the peak of the sky, it was quickly covered by the frost that landed on the ground.

"Wang Jiu ......"

Luo Qing turned the name in his heart, and then nodded secretly: "It's 'Huang Da Jian Shuo'." In this way, around this, isn't it the Hongqiao Road of 'Wujin Huo Yan'? Tsk, now I have seen all the powerful figures among the four generations of disciples of the demonstration department. ”

Now Luo Qing was not completely blind when he first came to the gate. In the past half a month, he has gained a general understanding of the situation inside the gate from Li You and Li Daoshi, including chatting with some new acquaintances.

Zhou Yu, Li Hong, Wang Jiu and Hong Qianqiu are the brightest stars among thousands of fourth-generation disciples in the entertainment industry. All four of them returned Dan's achievements before the age of 40, and their talents were all at the top. However, they are not as good as Li You, who has just decided to become a cardinal. Zhou Yu, who was already in a state of emptiness, said nothing. Hong Qianqiu, who is at the bottom of the rankings, has also returned to Dan for nearly 30 years. At this time, he had already returned Dan with jade liquid. As for Wang Jiuhe and Li Hong, their results are only high but not low...

In this way, Li You has no chance to win Wang Jiu. Luckily, he was still in high spirits!

Next to Hong Qianqiu, he smiled and said, "Xiao Li's mouth is very hard. I bet if he met Wang Jiu, he would hold out for a quarter of an hour. The emblem on his body will definitely be taken off ... These days, Wang Jiu just watched him jump up from bed and hit him. ”

Speaking of this, he patted Luo Qing on the shoulder again: "Let's go, we all know what the result is, there is nothing to see." Your name is Luo Qing, isn't it, the person who knows Meng Shiyi very well?"

Luo Qing replied with a wry smile. Hong Qianqiu grinned, "I've heard Lao Li mention you, and we'll even know each other today." By the way, didn't Xiao Li ask me to give a program? At the bottom of our Ten Thousand Law Retreat, if you want to talk about a program, of course you have to touch the zenith. How about I, brother, I'll arrange a show?"

Hong Qianqiu is a straightforward temper. He said he would leave as soon as he opened his mouth, and that the controls were very fast. In an instant, the two men had reached the top of the mountain. From a distance, the towering peaks look like a sword hanging in the air. In recent days, the mountain seems to be surrounded by cliffs on all sides. Looking up, you can vaguely see the top of the mountain. The clouds around are flying. Regarding the change of objects, you feel that the mountain is going to collapse. It's horrible.

On the top of these cliffs, hundreds of figures are flying around, stirring up gusts of wind and dazzling flowers. Seeing the bustling scene on the top of the mountain, Luo Qing certainly understood what the so-called "plan" meant. He wasn't scared at all, but before that, he still had a question: "Brother Hong, that sword sacrifice card ......"

Just then, a sharp explosion suddenly came from a nearby gable, covering the last half of his sentence. Hong Qianqiu only heard the three words "sacrificial sword card", then turned to face it, raised his thick eyebrows and said with a smile: "Boy, I don't have a small brain, this show should include "sacrificial sword card", right, okay, you wait......"

Without waiting for Luo Qing's explanation, he turned the multiplier to another cliff. He was still far away, so he raised his voice and shouted, "Another person with a sign, you're welcome!"

Luo Kai felt very inexplicable, and with a hard push behind his shoulder, he seemed to be walking towards the mountain.

He reacted quickly, and there was a little inkwell in front of the barricade. He turned around in time, lit two points on the smooth rock wall, and fell seven or eight feet, finally getting rid of the momentum. But before he could stop, the wind began to blow above him, and he was busy for a while, and a figure leaned on his shoulder, accompanied by the man's constant scolding.

When the man fell, a small black shadow walked towards him. Luo Qing has a keen eye. He had it in his hand.

"What the hell?"

After looking at it a few times, Luo Qing found that he was holding a small yellow withered wooden sign in his hand. He did a good job. He wrote the word "sacrifice" in thick ink on the front and red on the back.

Looking at this sign, Luo Qing's heart moved, and he heard a big smile in the void behind him: "Little brother is lucky, this sword is also easy to get!"

Is this a sacrificial sword? The kind that Li You and Wang Jiu competed with?

Luo Qing hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but it was hot overhead, and it was the feeling of being locked by the air conditioner.

Luo Qing looked up and was seen 10 feet above him. The Taoist priest has gray hair and beard and looks a little old, but his face is as rosy and bright as a baby, and he has some magical qualities. The two looked at each other in pairs. Two blue lights suddenly flashed in the Taoist priest's eyes, dazzling like electric fire.

Luo Qing saw a flower at this moment, but he didn't know it very well. Impatient, he relied on his intuition, the light saber on his waist was silently sheathed, and at the same time it hissed with sword qi, which seemed unpleasant, but it instantly turned into a cloud of fog and shadows, and the scattered ones also gathered together, as if they were blown by the mountain wind, and suddenly floated ten zhang away.

After a while, the Taoist priest had already controlled the sword to fall, and the sword light converged into a wisp, leaving a deep mark on the mountain wall.

"Huh?"

The Taoist priest's voice smacked of surprise. At the same time, Hong Qianqiu's loud voice sounded: "The sacrificial sword cannot be placed in the storage ring. If you put it in, you're going to lose!"

Luo Qing was about to put the wooden board into the storage ring, and when he heard this, he cursed in a low voice, and then put it in his arms. At this time, the Taoist offensive came again. Luo Qing didn't fully understand what was going on. He simply moved again, and seemed to turn into an elusive light mist in the mountains. Although the Taoist priest's sword was sharp, he couldn't control it for a while.

"Yes, atomization, unhappy!" Hong Qianqiu looked at the battle on the gable, very disappointed.

We should know that the positivist sector has been "using force to prove the truth". It places a strong emphasis on the power and depth of achievement. Correspondingly, fencers are mostly safflowers. Xie Yan is a typical example. However, due to his temperament, he naturally preferred the sword power that destroyed the landslide. He was really not interested in the meaning of the "soft" atomizing sword.

"The little guy should go to the moral department or the academic department, and he is puzzled! Why can't you make a sword that makes your blood boil... Huh?"

As he was muttering to himself, the sword flashed in front of him, and the clear trajectory caught in his eyes, almost making Hong Qianqiu bite off his tongue.

"Good swordsmanship, oh no!"

Without thinking about it, Hong Qianqiu's thick and long fingers connected the dots in the void, and the two "dong dong" sounds were stronger than the two holes blown up by the fine iron mountain, and the shock wave generated instantly missed from the two of them, and with its powerful strength, it broke the sword momentum of both sides.

Luo Qing tore open the clothes on his chest, and the sacrificial sword slid down. He picked it up with his toes and flew to his hand. Then he came to a firm stop on the cliff. Two feet away from him, the gray-bearded Taoist priest unconsciously reached out to touch his skinned neck, with his eyes straight. Another focal point was the aorta, and Han Sen's firm and gentle throat had been sealed earlier. If it weren't for Hong Qianqiu's timely intervention, his throat would have been in a mess.

"What a sword... Phew!"

In the middle of his speech, Hong Qianqiu scolded again and reached out to wipe away his sweat. It was really dangerous just now, and the sword light on both sides had just appeared, and the sword qi that burst out of it was really sharp and piercing, if it weren't for the fact that he had been holding Dan Zhen's evil spirit in the past few years and gradually becoming mature, five years ago, when he just rushed out, the chance of helping dropped to 67%.

After a false alarm, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide like coal on a hot pan and said to Luo Qing: "I'm just a technician." How can a little guy die as soon as they meet?"

Sure enough, the man looked up and down with the stick for a while, clapping repeatedly, but soon his eyes moved to this side. The forest was dark, and the copper in Luo Qing's hand was like a mirror mist. Dazzling and looks good. It landed in the man's eyes and made him laugh: "That mirror is also very good......"

The voice reached here. Luo Qing's eyes were cold. He doesn't want to get in trouble, but he's not a bully. He was about to go toe-to-toe. He suddenly broke the cold in the back of his neck. He wanted to or didn't want to. His lightsaber clanged. At first, he was pulled out of his sheath and lost his form, like a cloud, like a ghost.