The people who were hit by that sword qi and fell down, some of them had gloomy faces, and some of them wanted to fish in troubled waters.

"Hmph... ”

The person who was in the sky in Jianxu Mountain, turned his back and there were a few sword qis, and the people who were fishing in troubled waters were all bloodied on their cheeks.

"Get out of Sword Ruins City, half a cup of tea. The man moved coldly, and raised his head to look at the group of people at the foot of the Sword Ruin Mountain.

Rabbits run to dogs, birds and beasts are scattered!

Now at the foot of this sword ruin mountain, there are only more than 100 people who can stand. Li Zhong and Miss Mu'er also fell to the ground, and retreated to the square land under the Jianxu Mountain.

"You guys, my sister and I are not in this interest. Yin Fu twisted his waist like a water snake, and walked out again with a hundred miles of sea.

The dog-faced Taoist priest behind them glanced at Jianxu Mountain and followed behind them.

Xiao asked, naturally knowing that this dog-faced Taoist priest was the three-eyed earth dragon, who had achieved a human body with a transformation pill.

The rest of Xiao asked and Nalan Cicada Yi, glanced at the little black dragon Chunchun, and saw Chunchun snorting melon seeds in his mouth, and said lightly: "The old lady won't disturb your Yaxing." ”

The man standing in the Sky on Jianxu Mountain, glanced at the three of them walking out, his eyebrows drooped, and he didn't say much.

"Oops, backache... Demon Thirteen shouted at his side.

Xiao asked, but he didn't expect that this demon thirteen had some skills, with a straight and upright small body, standing like a winter cedar and cypress, with a sassy momentum.

"If you have a straight chest, you can put it down. Xiao asked, looking at the rather strange posture of the Demon Thirteen.

"Whew. Demon Thirteen's face was indifferent, but he also turned his hand behind his back.

"Who is your master? Xiao asked indifferently.

"Have you ever heard of a terrifying Taoist? Demon Thirteen said indifferently.

"Oh, I see, this must be the one who is better than the Unsullied Sword Immortal. Xiao asked.

"That is, it will be Ling Jue Kunlun, and the sword will be separated from yin and yang and the sky to fight between the male and the female. You say, "You can't win over the unsullied dog." Demon Thirteen said indifferently.

"But who would have thought that nine thunder punishments. The terrifying terrifying Taoist is dead, and you, the little demon thirteen, are jumping around. ”

The catty in these words can be heard by any idiot.

"That's fate. The little demon thirteen looked worried, and the tip of his nose wrinkled a few times.

Xiao Wendao and Nalan Chanyi glanced at each other, only to see that the sect on the Sword Ruin Mountain was wide open, but more than 100 people went to the Sword Ruin Mountain.

This sword ruin mountain is worthy of the name of the sword ruin. It is the ordinary stone wall chaos, and the swords of different colors are ordinary.

The Innocent Sword Sect is the same as the ordinary Immortal Mountain Sword Sect, with pavilions and towers, and the immortal aura is Miaomiao.

"In this Unsullied Sword Sect, there are ninety-nine eighty-one sword rooms. Those who enter the sword room will compete with those in the sword room. Those who did not enter the sword room competed with others from the Unsullied Sword Sect. The man in the azure robe had just finished speaking.

There are only nine shadows left, and the ninety-nine-eighty-one sword rooms have long been closed.

"You don't have to wait, none of these eighty-one people can come out. The Dao man said, glancing at the remaining nine people and said, "The Dao heart of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil cannot refine the unique sword path of heaven and earth. ”

"Oh, what's the mystery of this eighty-one sword room, I want to break in. Bai Xingjun exhaled.

"Even the White Emperor can't get out, do you still want to break in. The man asked, frowning.

"More on that later. "Bai Xingjun understands the truth that others give steps, and people give steps without asking for people.

The remaining nine people all followed behind this Dao man and came to a jade bridge, which was above the white dome mountain stream. The light clouds on the side roll comfortably, and the waterfall on the side flows straight down.

Everyone looked at the cloud bridge, but they didn't know that it was 3,000 feet, and they saw a white crane flying above the sky.

"Close your eyes. The man snorted coldly.

Xiao Wendao looked indifferently at the sky, and saw a fairy standing on top of the white crane, the fairy had a dusty appearance, and a red lings hung on his waist.

"Why don't you close your eyes? The man asked, Xiao asked.

Xiao asked, the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "If you are afraid of people's might, why do you need to cultivate the immortal path of immortality against the heavens." ”

The man looked at Xiao and asked, smiled indifferently, and said, "You are the ninth sword picker." ”

The ratio of sword picking in the sword market is in the name of the top three in order to enter the Sword Pavilion to view the sword monument. And Xiao asked to rank ninth, but the chance was too slim. After all, those who can get to this place are not mediocre.

Indifferently, Xiao asked and sat cross-legged and said, "You march, I watch chess." ”

His implication was that I should go with the flow of your tricks!

"Good. The man said, looking at a young man in a pale blue robe, and said, "You are the first." ”

The first person picks swords, and the success or failure is only five or five, after all, this is a sword ruin.

The man arched his hand and said, "Go downstairs and enter the yuan, and accept it." ”

Lou Jinyuan stepped into the blue sky and went up, only to see that there were 3,330 steps on Jianxu Mountain, and there was a person standing on the 33rd step, standing with his back to his back.

The sword qi is broken, and the wound is silent!

On the cliff flat, there are people who drink tea, and there are also disciples who hold swords to learn swords. Sometimes the bamboo silk breaks through the air, and sometimes the painful sound of drinking tea is staggering.

Birds don't chirp, swords don't chirp!

And the sound of tea is in your ears, and the sound of the wind is also in your ears!

Lou Jinyuan walked with a sword, and an extremely cold sword sound came from his face.

"A sword has a sword heart, and a man has a Taoist heart. But if you use the sword heart and the Dao heart to counteract, is your sword heart hard or your Dao heart hard. An old Taoist held a green sword and looked at Lou Jinyuan indifferently.

Kenshin, Daoxin!

Dao Heart, Sword Heart!

Looking at Lou Jinyuan standing in front of a Nansong Pavilion, the old man in the pavilion looked at Lou Jinyuan indifferently with a cup of tea.

Say. ”

The old man asked, and Lou Jinyuan was so shocked that a fine sweat hung on his face, and the sweat was like a shirt.

"Have you ever thought about being above anyone? Lao Dao asked again.

"Oh my God... The annual temperature of the deer in Tianfeng Mountain. Lou Jinyuan said.

"Oh, what a man he has done. Lao Dao asked.

But Lou Jinyuan stayed where he was, with a worry in his eyes, not knowing whether Lu Nianwen was a demon in his heart or a person urging him to cultivate in his mind.

"He was born with a Taoist seed, and there is no one in ten thousand. Lou Jinyuan said.

The innate Dao seed is the Heavenly Spirit Root of the Dao, and there is really not one in one hundred thousand.

"The sword at the top of the sword ruins, do you still pick it? The old man asked Lou Jinyuan.

"Pick. Lou Jinyuan said firmly.

"Why do you pick a sword? The old man continued.

"Enter the King's Landing Sword Pavilion, Wutian Xuanjian Monument. Lou Jinyuan said.

"If you were to be asked to cultivate the best sword in the world, what would you do? Lao Dao asked, the sword intent was out.

Knock the heart, knock the heart!

A sense of uneasiness crossed Lou Jinyuan's eyes, and he spoke: "Fight with him, the sky is dark. Let the entire Yongcheng be proud of me. ”

Return home and be a big hero!

"Oh, then the sword at the top of the ruins, do you still pick it. Lao Dao asked.

It was like a thunderbolt from the sky, smashing on the top of Lou Jinyuan's head. If it is all heroes on this side, why go to the sword of Sword Market Mountain. Even an ordinary sword can match his Dao heart.

"Before the Great Road, there should be no distinction between heaven and earth, and there should be no Tibetans. Who has remembered the person who lifted the sword in the world, who has remembered the person who forged the sword, and you remember the time when you lifted the sword, have you ever remembered the cold branch you picked up as the sword, and the cold morning and midwinter when you practiced the sword. Lao Dao asked.

The fine sweat on Lou Jinyuan's face dissipated in the wind at once, and he thought about the past when he thought about it, and he felt that the sword in his palm was a little heavy.

"The sword of Jianxu Mountain, do you still pick it? Lao Dao asked again and again.

"Pick. ”

"Why. Lao Dao asked indifferently.

"I want to know how many catties and taels the sword on the sword ruins is. Lou Jinyuan said and continued: "I also want to know, how many catties and taels I have." ”

"Pick the sword into the heart of the Dao, and the heart of the Dao hides the sword intent. Lao Dao said.

Lou Jinyuan volleyed up, directly against the sword ruins, and lifted an ancient sword with the handle on the sword ruins.

He was slightly cool and heavy in his hand.

The Dao heart is not in the heart of the sword, what is the practice of the sword!

If Kenshin is not in the Great Dao, what is the Dao of cultivation!

He lifted the ruin sword of Jianxu Mountain, and knew how many catties and taels there were!

He smiled lightly and went down the Sword Ruin Mountain, not knowing what the weight of the sword in his heart was in his heart.

"The second... ”

These 3,333-order Sword Ruins Ancient Roads are all standing in front of Nansong Pavilion, standing still.

The old way was demagogic, so he broke the three of them.

The sword in the sword ruins is still standing on the top of the sword ruins, and there are very few people who can pick it up.

"You... The young Taoist looked at Bai Xingjun and said.

Bai Xingjun stepped indifferently and went straight up towards Jianxu Mountain, like a light cloud that was on a steady footing.

"Bang. ”

That Bai Xingjun fell under the foot of the mountain at once, whether the cloud waterfall is 3,000 feet, I am afraid that Bai Xingjun will know.

"Roar... Bai Xingjun made a proud move, and went straight to the sword ruin.

I saw Bai Xingjun's starry eyes, holding a long sword, and rushed to the top of the sword ruins.

One hundred and one Sword Market Daoists, all down with their swords, is a battle of "group fighting".

"Phew, don't be cheeky. Bai Xingjun had blood foam in his mouth, and he looked up.

Xiao Wendao looked at the "gatekeeper" on Jianxu Mountain, and Lou Jinyuan also "preached", and when he met Bai Xingjun, it was a group fight.

Baiying'er took out his sword, and Bai Xingjun's face changed three times, and his biting lip was bloody.

As soon as I thought of it, a hundred swords flew immortals!

Seeing these more than 100 veterans, he wanted to behead Bai Xingjun under the sword. Xiao asked, and the sword came out, and he thought of the Flying Immortal Hundred Swords.

"Innocent is really a dirt dog. Xiao asked, looked at the man in charge and said, "The White Emperor has a festival with Wuji, why bother with him." ”

A sword came out against the hundred swords on the sword ruins, and Bai Xingjun stood up straight, glanced at Xiao and asked lightly.

"Oh, you want to stand up for Shirahoshi-kun. The young Taoist at the head said.

"Bullshit Sword Immortal, the sword ruins of the inverted stove are innocent, then I'll try the catties of the sword ruins. Otherwise, I would have regretted the sword that had been picked from the ruins. Xiao asked, glancing at the man.

"Formation. The young Taoist exhaled.

Seeing that the gatekeeper of the sword ruins came out with a fairy sword, he was really shameless and had the intention of fighting in a group.

The Bai Xingjun pressed against Xiao Wenwen's back and said, "The grievances of the thousand-year-old betta fish are over." ”

Nalan Cicada's eyes moved, and the little demon thirteen crossed his waist and carried a cold branch of the cypress...