The purple thunder enveloped the broken jade dragon, this piece was originally the scenery of the ten-mile farewell causeway, the spring came to blow out a thousand willow branches like jade silk, such a beautiful scenery was crushed by the qi machine of the race to fight at this moment, and the willow tree that had grown for more than ten years was cut from the middle waist by a snowflake, and fell heavily to the ground.

Dugu Maha narrowed his reddened demonic eyes, looked at the young man who stopped in front of Liwu, and said lightly: "It's you." ”

"I remember you."

"You were teaming up with a woman, both of whom were wearing masks."

On the Yuhu Mountain in northern Xinjiang, Wang Anfeng once fought with Dugu Maha when he first came down the mountain.

It's just that at that time, it was the incarnation of the three corpses of Dugu Maha, a man in white with a somewhat wooden face, but at this moment, he was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, Wang Anfeng couldn't recognize it, but from the snowy scenery flying up and down, he naturally thought of the Yuhu Mountain in northern Xinjiang that had not been covered with snow for 3,000 years.

No matter who it is, it's not a problem.

Wang Anfeng felt the breath of the old man behind him, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, since he got the news from the Feiling Sect, he calculated with the heavenly fortune, originally since the sword of Liwu entered the land immortal realm, almost no one in the world could calculate his fate.

It may be that the relationship between him and the old man is very close, or maybe he is also connected with the Divine Soldier Tianji, after all, he still calculated it for him, all the way from Penglai Pavilion to Jiangnan Road, almost never stopped.

Finally caught up.

Wang Anfeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, and then his expression became more and more cold, looking at Dugu Maha, and asking the old man behind him:

"Libo, what is the origin of this man?"

Li Wu casually put away the two divine soldiers, stuck them upside down on the ground, laughed hesitantly, and said: "If you say that there is no origin, there is no origin, and if you say that it is very big, it is indeed very big." ”

"I don't know how many people this old boy has fought in his life, but in my opinion, the most proud thing in his life is only the two defeats he has fought."

Wang Anfeng said: "Defeated? ”

The look on Liwu's face converged, and he said:

"Once in the Forgotten Immortals, I forgot Li Xuanyi, who was at the peak of thirty-eight years ago."

"Once on Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun punched the hard wall and lived in the world."

"Although the battle is not won, the defeat is not dead."

Wang Anfeng's expression was solemn.

Dugu Maha's mood did not fluctuate again this time, looked at Wang Anfeng, and said: "I felt a little last time, sure enough, I was just approaching the grandmaster, but I had the taste of controlling the qi machine, and thirty years later, there are so many reckless dragons and snakes in the rivers and lakes, and there are one nest after another?" ”

Wang Anfeng's eyes were angry and restrained, his heart was like a peaceful lake, not stained with any dust, and he said indifferently:

"This is a big dispute, old and not dead is a thief, like you, an old thief hiding in the mountains, don't you also come down the mountain?"

Dugu Maha muttered, and then shook his head with a sneer:

"Huh...... The Great Controversy? ”

The right hand was opened, and when the young man who looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old held it in his hand, there was already a crystal clear ice sword, and he flicked his fingers, and the sound of the sword rippled layer by layer, and he said casually: "It is best to have more dragons and snakes, and the gods can't be killed for the time being, and it's not bad to kill the dragon if there is a dragon." ”

The ground cracked beneath his feet.

Dugu Maha stepped forward in an instant, he didn't have those bad habits of holding the shelves of his predecessors, he didn't pay attention to demeanor, and he was a ten out of ten killing moves, Wang Anfeng was in the Feiling Sect, when facing Zuoqiu Valley, he was able to use swordsmanship to lure the latter into miscalculation, and then win with a fist.

It's because in the face of Zuoqiu Valley, he can fight with swordsmanship.

But now in the face of the person in front of him, he felt that he had no such plan, and when Dugu Maha raised his hand, Wang Anfeng instantly had an indescribable terrifying chill in his heart, and he stepped on the Nine Palaces.

The old man behind him has been in battle for a long time, and has deviated to one side, holding a sword in both hands, one is wide and heavy, the strength is five mountains, and the other is longer than the swords, and the viewing platform is set in Qin.

At this time, it has entered autumn, commonly known as the autumn tiger, and the temperature is three points worse than the scorching heat.

The scorching heat is pulled out of the air.

The temperature dropped instantly, and a snow dragon hung in the vast sky.

As soon as Dugu Maha raised his hand, he was ruthless, his expression was indifferent, he was indeed not the opponent of the old man on Kunlun Mountain, but how many people in the world could be worthy of the latter's punch? It is impossible to be above tens of thousands of people under one person, there is still Li Xuanyi in the world, but how many people can stop him?

Not all of them are land immortals, and it's worth his extra words.

One hand hangs the jade dragon upside down.

His right hand hung low, and his sword aura was like frost.

Before the sword qi arrived, Wang Anfeng felt a chill, and his own thinking began to slow down, not daring to slack off in the slightest, his fists were clenched, and the divine weapon qi machine regathered into the phantom of the fist armor destroyed when he recast the divine martial sword before, and his fists staggered out, entangled with thunder and fire, and smashed the jade dragon with great strength.

The shattered jade dragon qi flew down piece by piece, and the white-clothed Dugu floated forward, raising his hand and a sword straight to his heart, suppressing the murderous outburst.

He had seen Li Xuanyi, who was the strongest in the Central Plains more than 30 years ago and stepped out of the causeway for the first time, when he could compete with the old man on Kunlun Mountain in the time of a stick of incense, he sat on Yuhu Mountain for 30 years, and the willow branch turned over and over in his mind like a swimming fish, and he didn't know how many years he had swam.

Ordinary people practice swordsmanship and learn swordsmanship and moves.

The more clever ones should peel off the shell of swordsmanship and sword moves, and find deeper veins inside.

That piece of willow branch is a heart planted willow branches into the shade, leaving a ten-mile willow causeway in his heart, the previous method of cutting three corpses with the Dao Gate, what he asked for was a blow, and now there is no such huge qi machine that is close to the land immortals, from the fierce and vast to the three thousand subtle methods, more a trace of spiritual charm.

A sword stabs out, and the last one strikes first.

Wang Anfeng used Penglai Tianji to urge the means of Zen cause and effect, and barely avoided this fatal sword, his shoulder was pierced, as if he was unaware, and his backhand was the huge power of the Buddha who moved the mountain, with pure brute force, and smashed it down.

The sound of the wind was like thunder, falling on the ice sword, and the pieces of the sword condensed purely by qi were shattered.

Both of them were shocked by the qi engine, and Wang Anfeng pointed his right hand into a sword, and made another incredible move at the lowest place of the qi engine.

A style of sending the troops to untie the stabbing out, pointed on Dugu Maha's heart, the pale blue sword gang shattered, Wang Anfeng's fingers fell on the palm of the white-clothed young man's chest, the palm was white and soft, but Wang Anfeng's sword finger piercing the mountain stone was easily stopped.

The white-clothed feet stepped on the ground, the upper half of the body leaned back, the posture was calm, and he slid backwards.

A layer of flowing air is blocked in the palm of Dugu Maha's hand.

The finger was always only an inch away from his palm.

In the blink of an eye, it had withdrawn from the distance of thirty zhang, and the momentum of the edge had finally diminished slightly.

Dugu Maha's expression remained unchanged, his palm turned over, and he grabbed Wang Anfeng's sword finger, wanting to break the meridians of his finger and palm arm together, but found that his strength was like submerged in the mountains and rivers, and the sword finger had turned into a pale gold color, and the look on his face was surprised for the second time since Wang Anfeng appeared.

The controlled finger pops out instantly.

Hong Luoyu can flick the three thousand worlds in an instant, shattering the divine soldiers.

Wang Anfeng's speed was not as fast as his master, but the strength was even higher than that, instantly snapping his fingers to seventy and two, and the next moment snapping his fingers to the number of Zhou Tianxingchen, the rhythm was scattered, but he forcibly used cause and effect to condense each blow at the same point.

Cause and effect backlash, Wang Anfeng's face turned pale, and he swallowed the blood in his mouth raw.

Dugu Maha's back, which had already caught Wang Anfeng, suddenly tightened, and he let go in an instant, it was already a little late, and an egg-sized hole exploded on the white palm, and he could see the white bones of Sensen, and the veins and tendons that were still beating entangled in the white bones, and even a whole arm was raised backwards by that penetrating force.

Wang Anfeng coughed up blood, his body deflected, landed on one side, raised his right hand and grabbed it, the golden streamer converged, turned into a divine sword, and then stabbed out with a sword in front of him, with a momentum like a rainbow.

The sword qi and sword intent are like rivers flowing straight down from the nine heavens.

Dugu Maha squinted his eyes, the hollow in the palm of his hand was visibly restored, and even the blood that was knocked out reappeared, flying into the wound like a sky full of stars, and the qi was not damaged at all.

Wang Anfeng's sword is still used to send the troops to solve the problem.

But at this moment, there is a sword in hand, and there are many realms in the rivers and lakes that preach that no sword is better than a sword, but who does not have a magic weapon in the hands of a famous swordsman? If you really face the enemy of life and death, is it possible that you still plan to use two sword fingers to smash the divine soldiers on the opposite side?

Divine soldiers are divine soldiers after all.

The general and unique sending troops to solve, this time the qi is majestic, compared with the last shot, it is like turning from a stream into a rushing river, stabbing forward, Dugu Maha did not dare to be induration, his body seemed to turn into an illusion in an instant, and directly avoided a sword locked by cause and effect, and then when the sword was exhausted, he held the long sword with one palm.

The Shenwu Sword roared for a long time, and the qi collided, and Wang Anfeng's qi was almost scattered.

Dugu Maha looked indifferent, the flesh and blood in his palm were broken and reborn, imitating the immortal lotus in the Daomen Immortal Pool, one breath of life, one breath of extinction, endless, Daomen Immortal, the body is immortal, and he was born freely, I don't know what means were used, even with Wang Anfeng's King Kong physique, it was difficult to draw out the long sword in a short period of time.

Wang Anfeng's expression was calm, and he used the golden bell jar to urge his left hand to hit the palm, which was heavy and vast, and there was a long roar of thunder from time to time, but Dugu Maha seemed to be at ease a lot, and the half of the Daozang obviously gave him great help, no matter the fist, elegant and arrogant, without the slightest demon.

One is the vajra physique, and the other is the immortality.

With the vastness and fierceness, cut off the three thousand troubles to the subtle mystical method.

Dugu Maha's expression showed a slight strangeness.

He felt a bit of a familiar and pure feeling on the body of the person in front of him, a bit like the taste of the old Taoist priest when he went to the Dao Gate, the old Taoist priest read the Dao Tibetan since he was a child, cultivated the most basic qi cultivation method, and only stepped into the martial arts in his thirties, and practiced the unsullied Dao body in the Dao Gate.

Dugu Maha licked the corners of his lips, the blood in the depths of his eyes was a little deeper, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a crisp and melodious sword sound from the side, and Dugu Maha's pupils contracted suddenly.

The old man, who had been looking as if he had been missing, stood next to the chasm that had been torn apart by the gas machine.

With a flat expression, he raised his hand and handed out a sword.

"The viewing platform is set in Qin."

The long sword was handed out, and there was no turmoil, and there was an extra sword mark on Dugu Maha's back on his chest, as if he was directly pierced through the chest by this sword, and the operation of the qi engine was directly broken, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

The young man in white had aged at least ten years, turned his head suddenly, looked at the old man beside the chasm with a face full of resentment, opened his mouth, and the gap between his white teeth and his tongue were full of blood, and he said hoarsely:

"Leaving the ......"

The sword used by the previous generation of Qin Emperor to sweep the world was dim and stuck upside down on the ground.

Liwu's expression was indifferent, and he grabbed the second divine soldier Zhenyue with his right hand, but he never stabbed it, and the qi was hanging but not falling, faintly shrouded in Dugu Maha's eyebrows.

Dugu Maha's expression changed suddenly, although he had the upper hand when he fought with Wang Anfeng, but he was not able to win quickly, thinking of what Liwu said before, after all, he was a land immortal, and if he could catch a few swords, his expression was gloomy.

Desperately ate Wang Anfeng's finger again, and the palm of his hand exploded a hole that recovered rapidly, opening the battle line.

A little blood spot fell on the white clothes, there was a lot of embarrassment, and the qi on the body was still huge, but compared to the previous shot, it had declined by three percent, and the previous shot was worse than when carrying the wind and snow from Yuhu Mountain to Kunlun, and since leaving Yuhu Mountain, the realm can be called a daily decline.

Dugu Maha took a deep look at Wang Anfeng, who had left the martial arts and achieved the unsullied vajra physique, and he was neat, turned around and left.

When you come, you don't have a trace.

After all, he is the first grandmaster who once overwhelmed the rivers and lakes, and even if his mood is lacking more than thirty years later, his cultivation is still ten out of ten, and he climbs up one footprint after another, without any ambiguity.

Losing the old man on Kunlun, after all, he lost to the immortals, which is not a shame.

At this moment, he was forced by another old man who had been in the realm of immortals with a sword, if there was only one person who left the martial arts, he could avoid the two swords, but there was an extra martial artist whose foundation was comparable to the Innocent Dao Body and was good at cautious entanglement.

Still, retreat is free.

The white clothes were gone almost instantly.

Dongfang Ximing, who was in the city, secretly ran out and saw the old man in green shirt holding a sword in one hand and taking the wine jug from his waist with the other hand to drink.

At the same time, a major event occurred in the East China Sea, which shook the rivers and lakes violently.

One of the Seven Sects, the head of the East China Sea Flying Spirit Sect returned to the sect after fighting with the head of the Shenwu Mansion in the East China Sea, and died.

PS: Happy Lantern Festival, everyone.

Thanks to Yahokishi's 12,000 starting coins, the 10,000 rewards of the furious and strong, and the 10,000 rewards of the apricot luck,

...... in Cavin I'm sorting out the outline today, adding more or something, and I'm waiting for me to build up my strength...... My hand speed is only one day, and I can't write. Work hard tomorrow and try your best to make more the day after tomorrow......