"It's me, now the Sect Master of the Hidden Sword Sect!" Qianyun said. Net 8

"The hidden sect master is young, he has such determination, he is really a dragon and a phoenix among people, if we change the time, we may be able to become friends, but today, this gentleman came with a mission, and he was offended!"

After saying that, I saw that the master of the sword walked towards the Qianlong Sword first.

At this moment, Meng Qinghan suddenly blocked his way and said arrogantly: "I don't care who you are!" Shenyu Gongzi is taking a sword, no one can pass, if you want to go, take a move from my hand first!"

The corners of Renjun's mouth curled, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"One move!"

I saw him whisper softly, and with a flick of his right hand, a sword aura flashed by, as fast as thunder!

"Be careful!"

Qianyun and Shenyu spoke at the same time.

And the Houtu Venerable's movements were faster, and in a flash, he had already come to Meng Qinghan's body.

I saw that his palms turned outward, absorbing soil as a shield to resist the sword qi, but this sword qi was extremely sharp, and the Houtu Venerable took three steps back before resisting.

"Suck!"

On the sword mound, there was a sound of inhalation!

One move to repel the Venerable Houtu, what this means, everyone knows it in their hearts.

The Sword Master is also an innate powerhouse!

"Monk, you don't go to eat fasting and chant Buddha, but you get involved in the red dust of the rivers and lakes, I have a feeling that your life will not be long!"

"Amitabha! Entering the world is a practice, not entering the red dust, how can you get out of the dust, the donor's swordsmanship is weird, not like the ordinary road, but with this alone, if you want to take the life of the little monk, I am afraid that you still have the power to catch it!"

"Really?"

The Sword Master smiled and took out something from his arms.

This thing is like a pearl of the night, but it is also very beautiful in the daytime, and there seems to be a figure shaking in the bead!

I saw him urging Yuan Gong, and the surging innate qi poured into this bead, and suddenly a figure appeared on the bead.

I saw that this figure was gorgeously dressed, from head to toe, meticulously dressed, without a trace of messiness, giving people the first impression that it was neat, unusually neat, and not even a single head was messy, the only pity was that his face was blurry, and he couldn't see the specific appearance clearly.

It is difficult for such a person to believe that he is in the red dust, like an immortal, and does not involve in the world.

"There is a body in a thing, and there is a body in a body.

I can know that all things are prepared for me, and I am willing to take root in the three talents.

The sky is split and used, and people are in the heart.

Heaven and man have two kinds of righteousness, and the way is not vain, but only in people. ”

An ethereal poem sounded, and I saw this transfiguration figure sword finger pull out a sword style, one stroke at a time!

Heaven and earth are quiet!

It was as if the sky and the earth were upside down, the turbid earth rose, the clear qi floated down, and a sword style that crossed the heavens and the earth appeared out of thin air.

No one can explain this feeling, no one can describe it, and there are only two miracles in my heart.

The entire heaven and earth have been turned upside down, the entire Hidden Mountain is trembling, the wind has stopped and the clouds have dispersed, even the light of the sun has been dispelled, and the entire heaven and earth have only one sword intent, the only sword of heaven and man.

The next moment, this sword style slashed by!

No one can resist, no one can dodge, and everyone is under the pressure of this sword.

Everywhere the sword style went, everyone was a sword and two sections, and the only one who reacted was the Houtu Venerable, hurriedly raised the yuan and condensed dozens of zhang of the golden body, but unfortunately, in front of the power of heaven and earth, it was useless, a sword slashed, the golden body was split, and the person was divided into two.

A Buddhist relic suddenly rose up and broke through the air.

After slaying the Houtu Venerable, this sword style still continued, continuing to attack the others behind the Houtu Venerable.

Dream Qinghan and hidden clouds are the brunt!

Meng Qinghan's face changed completely, there was no longer the same arrogance as before, the same was true of Qianyun, the Innate Cultivation Houtu Venerable was killed by a sword, what else could they stop it? They could only watch as this sword style attacked themselves and the others.

Qianyun wanted to scream and come up with a sword, but there was a huge pressure that pressed his whole body and couldn't move.

He could even feel the heartbroken eyes of Qin Ji, as well as the sad gazes of Yin Ruomei, Yiyang Sword Master and others.

But he couldn't turn his head, he couldn't say a word, he could only silently watch the sword style coming towards him.

At this moment, his heart suddenly lightened, and his expression turned flat.

People may be when they are about to die, they will let go of many things in their hearts and indifferently face the deep desires in their hearts.

At this moment, he was suddenly tired, he didn't want to stay in the Hidden Sword Sect for Uncle Yang's ideals anymore, and he didn't want to take revenge anymore, he just wanted to take Qin Ji to find Fei Ling, and then travel all over the dry realm together, enjoy the mountains and rivers, and enjoy the beauty of the mountains and rivers.

He also has a hint of regret, he is still young, and he has not even experienced the taste of the pinnacle of kendo.

He seemed to see Fei Ling's figure in his eyes, but it was a pity that he was going to break the agreement and couldn't go to the Silver Moon Divine Palace to find her anymore, her smile was so attractive, so intoxicating.

Jean Ji's peerless face that day with half of the mask unveiled also appeared in front of his eyes at this moment, which was fascinating.

"I can't reach the peak of the sword, but I can die under the sword of the peak of the sword, this can be regarded as appreciating its charm!"

The latent cloud laughs at himself.

The sword is near!

Suddenly, it seemed that Qianyun's clothes could not bear the wind pressure, and a sword book fell out of his arms and fell to the ground.

The sword style that crossed the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped three inches in front of the submersible cloud body.

The sharp sword qi stimulated the skin of the hidden cloud with pain, as long as it was three inches forward, the hidden cloud would definitely die, but it just stopped.

Qianyun has never felt so close to death, this feeling is completely different from being in the cold pool, in the cold pool, although he is also caught in the threshold of life and death, but after all, it is a slow process, he can exercise, he can resist.

This time, maybe just in that moment, he could die, and at this moment, he thought about a lot of things in his mind, and many of the problems he had been struggling with before, and this feeling was strange and terrifying.

Qianyun hopes that this life will not be experienced again.

In just a few breaths, this supreme sword style with the power of heaven and earth slowly faded three inches in front of Qianyun's body, and finally disappeared, making everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.

After it had completely disappeared, a wail rang out from the sword shrine.

At that moment, dozens of people died, and there were countless injured people who couldn't be counted for a while, all of them were grazed by the aftermath of this sword style.

When the sword form existed, the heavens and the earth were silent, and they couldn't even cry out, and it was only at this moment that they cried out.

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