The first village in the world is located in the most majestic place of the mountains and rivers within a radius of thousands of miles, the main peak can overlook the mountains, the first village has the owner of the village in his prime, a person greets the enemy, it is said that the sword platform that falls all the swords, and then goes up to the eight covered bridges in a chain, more than the star Beidou out of a ring.

A woman in a wide-sleeved black robe walked slowly, with a majestic spirit, like another person fifty years ago.

Stepping through the Luojian platform, walking through the eight corridors, all the way up, until the weather is the most vast place on the entire first village, the woman who is not young at this age stopped, her eyes were cold, and she looked ahead.

The qi machine rushed into the sky, and under the pull of each other, an old man with a pair of hooked noses and an arrogant temperament had already stood with his hands in his hands, and waited silently until Si Kou Tingfeng walked ten steps in front of him before he spoke:

"The owner of the first village, Si Kou Tingfeng?"

"How much of the old man's true biography do you have? Dare to come here. ”

The voice was indifferent, implying ridicule, but it shook the mountains in response.

Si Kou listened to Feng stretch out his white palm, looked at the old man, and said:

"If you want to know, you can try it."

"Let's see if I can kill you today."

The old man who had been roaring in the Western Regions and had been fighting the world for decades squinted, sneered, and said:

"Your master was never able to kill the old man back then."

"You're young, but your tone is not small."

Si Kou didn't answer when he heard Feng, and stretched out his right hand flatly.

Before he could push out a few inches, there was already a great momentum pressing on the old man, and the old man's white beard and white hair were all pressed by this huge palm momentum and flew backwards.

The clouds and mist in the sky were pulled by the palm momentum, and they suddenly drooped low, as if the sky was about to fall.

The sea of clouds boiled, and the mountain seemed to be in the sky.

The mountain man is the heavenly man.

The woman spoke softly:

"Destroying the sky."

………………

The rivers and lakes of the Western Regions have suffered more than once the top martial artists in the Central Plains, this time to plan the first village, as early as a few years ago, there were warriors from the Western Regions into the Central Plains, on weekdays near the first village incognito, only to do some of the guards' work, once the change, can be summoned immediately.

This was supposed to be a long-term thing for 10 years, or even 20 years.

It's just that the master of the layout at that time didn't expect that less than five years, the Central Plains rivers and lakes had such a shocking and shocking change, and the first village in the world was going to change the owner directly, although the power of arranging into the Central Plains was far from enough, and the people of the cloth did not think that it could be so successful.

But the other one felt that although the power arranged in the Central Plains was far from enough, the next generation of the world's first village had not been able to grow up.

At the foot of the first Zhuang Mountain, all the fierce people selected from the rivers and lakes of the Western Regions are at this moment.

Among the people at the head, the eight-armed Yama is responsible for the first round of strong attacks, and the one who is almost about to step into the great grandmaster is in the back, if he can not make a move, it is good not to make a move, the Central Plains rivers and lakes Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and outsiders still have to be careful to restrain themselves after all.

And there are two people who have carefully selected and commanded these fierce extraterritorial murderers, and the three sword-wielding elders who were guarding under the first Zhuang Mountain were plotted by these two leaders, and the eight-armed Yama relied on his own martial arts, so that he could succeed in one move and destroy the long sword in the hands of the three elders.

These two people are all good at work, one of the Central Plains is called Pu Jianmu, in fact, he is an outcast of the Central Plains Sect, who damaged the body of the only daughter of the sect master, and coaxed him to take the sect's classic book and then killed and fled, and was chased all the way into the Western Regions.

In twenty years, he cultivated the martial arts on that secret book to an almost peak level, but he never thought that the core of the true transmission of the Central Plains Great Sect was often passed on by word of mouth among the sect masters.

If he can press his heart, with that woman's friendship with him, it is his, after all, but now he lacks a true word, trapped in the fourth grade and cannot enter the door, he has no choice but to serve the giant of the Western Regions, and every day he sees the third-grade grandmaster scolding Fang Xuan, but the hatred in his heart is greater day by day.

The other person is one of the royal families of the Western Regions, practicing the dignified martial arts of the Western Regions, visualizing the gods and demons, being quite proud, upright and straight, and has always looked down on the Central Plains rivers and lakes, only thinking that the Central Plains people only like to be vassals and elegant, and there is no manhood, and Pu Jianmu does not deal with it at all.

This is also the reason why the person who fell in the Western Regions chose the two of them as the leaders of this matter, to put it simply, all kinds of reasons are just four words of mutual checks and balances, so that they can hand over the elite warriors carefully selected by the Western Regions to the two of them, and they don't have to worry about eating them.

It's just that at this moment, these martial artists in the Western Regions have all been stopped alive, and the rest of the people behind Wang Anfeng have never made a move, but the sword with the handle wrapped in thunder can break everyone's hearts and bones, and they dare not take half a step forward, for fear that a flying sword will be stabbed out of that corner and cut off this good head.

Pu Jianmu and the royal family of the Western Regions were originally at the foot of the mountain, planning to take down the elders of the first village.

But he found the above anomaly, although the two of them couldn't look at each other, but they were still extremely concerned about this matter, and immediately abandoned the three sword-wielding elders who formed a sword formation with their disciples and resisted to the death, and each flew up the mountain.

They had seen a large number of corpses lodging on the wide road of the first village, some of which were left behind by the thunderbolt, most of them were for a sword to pass through the vital point, either the heart or the neck was cut in half, without exception, the swordsmanship was accurate, almost terrifying.

Stepping on the shoulders of many masters of the rivers and lakes, to the front.

Wang Anfeng flicked his fingers, and a long sword shot out, leaving only a brilliant streamer in the air.

Pu Jianmu's right hand clenched, and smashed it out fiercely, the qi machine was solidified and domineering, colliding with the flying sword, Wang Anfeng used only the ordinary weapons used by the disciples of the first village to practice swords, there was nothing special, under a punch, it was immediately smashed and fell to the ground.

Many Western Regions martial artists were completely unable to fight against the flying sword technique before, no matter how they escaped or resisted, they would be pierced by that sword, and they were already flustered, and at this moment, when they saw Pu Jianmu knocking the flying sword to the ground, their hearts were at peace, and they were no longer afraid before.

The royal family of the Western Regions looked at Wang Anfeng, and inexplicably felt that face was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and he felt inexplicably palpitations in his heart, but he couldn't remember it, but he was just secretly refreshed, and instead of rushing in front as usual, fighting with Pu Jianmu, he was half a step behind.

Pu Jianmu's eyes were cold, looking at Wang Anfeng, because he had been able to go further in the past ten years, his heart had gradually become dark and distorted, and he hated two kinds of people the most in his life.

One is a young disciple with outstanding talent in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, and the other is the daughter of the elder sect master of the great sect.

At this moment, I could see Wang Anfeng, and I saw Dongfang Ximing, who was obviously from an unusual background behind him.

There was a trace of madness and violence in his eyes, his fists were clenched, he laughed lowly twice, and attacked first, Wang Anfeng flicked his fingers, and a long sword shot out, directly taking the man, Pu Jianmu did not dodge or dodge, but when the sword came, he smashed it with his fists, and smashed it into pieces that were no more than a finger wide.

In an instant, dozens of refined steel swords were exhausted.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand, held a long sword in his hand, took a step forward, and turned his back to Liwu and the others:

"Looks like I can't get up this time."

"Libo, you take Ximing and Changxing up the mountain first, I'm here here."

The voice paused, and then said:

"On the rivers and lakes now, a battle close to the Great Grandmaster is also extremely rare."

Pu Jianmu saw that when he was talking to himself, he still had the leisure to talk to others, obviously he was extremely disdainful of himself, and he didn't take it to heart at all, and he thought of the experience when he was young in the Central Plains Dazong, and couldn't help but fall into paranoia, crazy, and under the tearing of his fists, he became more and more domineering, constantly breaking through the blockade of flying swords and thunder.

Liwu simply pulled Dongfang Ximing to the mountain neatly, without looking at Li Changxing.

Li Changxing followed behind with a shy face, two dead soldiers, eunuch Ren Dong followed closely, Yiye Xuan Zhou Shen took a deep look at Wang Anfeng's back, turned his head, and followed behind Li Changxing and others with his disciples, and a group of more than a dozen people went straight to the mountain.

Dongfang Ximing glanced back at Wang Anfeng when he went up the mountain, paused, and looked at the other side of the mountain.

The delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then he was pulled up the mountain by the old man.

Wang Anfeng walked down the mountain slowly.

Pu Jianmu's fist was fierce, he laughed loudly, and said loudly Kill you first, and then strip the woman naked just now and throw it into the most lowly kiln, flashing in the air, and suddenly smashing out with a punch, the fist seems to be wrapped in the general trend of heaven and earth, and the tornado against the trend is about to fall on Wang Anfeng's face.

Wang Anfeng's face was cold, and he snapped his sword and flicked his fingers.

Buddhism Zen Buddhism, with the heart initiation.

Buddha Gate Vajra Fearless Seal.

Pu Jianmu is different from Xie Zhenghao before, he does not have the will of the White Tiger Hall Master in his body, he has entered the evil path, and his own will is not as good as those who have stepped into this realm one by one, how can he compare with Zen Buddhism, which has a solid foundation step by step?

At that moment, it was as if there were three hundred and sixty-five brass bells, and his heart responded in unison.

When he was young, he was looked down upon, he was compromised, he was embarrassed when he was hunted down, he entered the Western Regions, and he was humiliated by being under the command of others, and the memories that were suppressed by the will of martial arts resurfaced in his heart, and even those emotions reappeared.

Pu Jianmu's movements stopped abruptly, and his expression was in a trance.

Because Pu Jianmu's realm is not low, Wang Anfeng can only affect the time of counting breaths with his own will, but at the threshold of the martial artist's life-threatening battle, the time for counting breaths is enough, and a fragment of a long sword with a broken handle floats in the air, and purple thunder flashes on it.

The fracture is sharp, and Pu Jianmu has been surrounded.

Wang Anfeng clasped his sword in his right hand, and walked down the mountain step by step from the side of this rampant Central Plains Great Sect outcast, without looking at it.

His eyes were dyed with purple electricity.

After walking through Pu Jianmu, the thunder in his body was rampant with the grandmaster and the strange beast.

The hundreds of fragments behind him twisted and tore wildly, turning into a terrifying thunder sword qi storm, enveloping Pu Jianmu in it, and the sound of the blade entering his body was endless, and then the sound of slamming on the ground, and several steps were all stained red with blood.

He stood with his sword in hand, and the mammoth on his body slowly rose and covered the mountain road.

looked at the people in the Western Regions in front of him.

"King Anfeng of Shenwu Mansion is here, who will step forward today."

The expressions of many warriors in the Western Regions changed dramatically again.

Even the royal family changed drastically in an instant, and at this time, he finally thought of where he had seen this person from, because he had been arranged to enter the Central Plains early, and he had not walked around the Western Regions in the past few years, but he always paid attention to the news of the Western Regions, and naturally knew the things that shook the entire rivers and lakes.

The lord of the Shenwu Mansion single-handedly slashed three thousand armor soldiers in front of Loulan City, and then chiseled through the entire rivers and lakes.

It's just that after all, it looks like it's from the portrait, and I didn't recognize it for a while, but at this moment, Wang Anfeng stepped forward and heard what happened in the East China Sea, and suddenly memory and fear rose from the bottom of my heart.

Wang Anfeng took three steps forward.

The martial artist of the Western Regions took three steps back.

After experiencing the previous flying sword blocking the way, the thunderstorm composed of the fragments of the long sword.

This last brave courage has been lost, but because of the gentleman's arrangement, he still refuses to leave, and is in a state of hesitation, Wang Anfeng took a step forward, leaving an afterimage in place, which has crashed into the people of the Western Regions, the mountain road is steep, and it is impossible to retreat left and right, so he has to go back, and the royal family of the Western Regions narrowly avoids this move.

A big man from the Western Regions was knocked on the neck by Wang Anfeng.

The whole person was hit by a huge force, and his internal organs were displaced for a while, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Wang Anfeng immediately let go, and the big man flew backwards, knocking down several people, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand Ming Qingyue, a sword and a sword in the cold autumn of the Tianshan Mountain, killed these people from the Western Regions and retreated again and again, until they finally completely collapsed, each of them either jumped into the cliff, stepped into the air, or retreated from behind.

When these outsiders went to the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, it was like an unstable volcano.

A crazy seven-rank martial artist is enough to kill a town in one night.

Wang Anfeng grabbed his right hand, and his eyes were dyed gilded.

The cause and effect turned into three thousand lines, but it was not as elaborate as in the past, but it only roughly connected these Jianghu people with the shattered steel long sword fragments behind their backs, and the sound of breaking the sky was urgent, with the control method of Zixiao Palace, coupled with the method of the Seven Sects of Great Qin, driven by the method of the Feiling Sect of the Seven Sects of Great Qin, seventy percent of the thunder energy in his body was consumed in one go.

In an instant, the sound of breaking the air was loud.

Then came the blood.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes, his eyes returned to black, and looked in the direction of the mountain peak that Dongfang Ximing had seen.

A girl dressed in white smiled and looked down on the mountain in that direction, a pair of blue eyes that were not stained with impurities were shining, clapping her hands and laughing:

"Amazing, it looks like he actually found out about our ......"

"Should it be said, is it worthy of the bloodline of the Oriental family? Oriental condensation. ”

The cold woman in Tsing Yi and long hair next to her didn't answer, just looked down quietly.

From this point of view, the first village can be roughly included in the line of sight, and you can see the changes everywhere, the battle under the mountain, one person will cut off the team of the people from outside the territory, and the master of the Central Plains at the triple gate has also held the general trend in his hands.

Dongfang Ningxin withdrew his gaze from the top of the mountain, and said succinctly:

"The icing on the cake is not as good as charcoal in the snow."

Bi Tong'er, who came from the Baiyue Stars Pavilion, played with her hair and said, "That's the reason, but I have to help this Wang Anfeng...... He humiliated me severely in Liangzhou City. ”

"Besides, help the first village, don't you want to make my Star Pavilion untenable in Baiyue again?"

She sighed and muttered to herself:

"You probably won't pay any attention to me if you say that."

"I also know that the Central Plains ushered in the first great unification in a thousand years, and the luck of the seven countries was forced into one country, and people with a discerning eye know that in the future, it will only be more and more arrogant day by day, and it will definitely be a dominant force in a hundred years."

"Even Mr. Big has only planned to let these Central Plains rivers and lakes over the years, if he can seek the same breath among the rivers and lakes of the Western Regions of the Thirty-six Kingdoms, it would be good, in short, he must not clash head-on with the Central Plains."

"There are only some rough men who have immortal thoughts in their hearts who plan to fight for this breath, regardless of the rivers and lakes that have been divided into the Western Regions, and are ready to trample on the rivers and lakes for another ten or twenty years to gain time when the Central Plains weather has not yet been able to cultivate a grand view."

"It's false to say that it is for the rivers and lakes of the Western Regions, I think it's more for the sake of taking this opportunity to make a big name."

"If you can survive, martial arts cheats, beauty treasures, isn't there everything? Those big men in the Western Regions are happy to spend money to raise such two idlers who can promote their fame, just as a statue that can breathe is erected in front of the mountain gate. ”

"You want me to follow these people into the Central Plains this time, and you want me to help the Central Plains at this time, but let me pile up all the chips on the body of the first village, if you can bet right, you can be connected with the first village Shenwu Mansion, and you also have the power of the fox and the tiger, and the capital of the fake majesty. Naturally, it is a profitable business. ”

"But if I lose the bet, my Star Pavilion is just a small country and a small faction, and I don't think I can do anything rampant like the Shenwu Mansion, but I don't have to deal with the remaining thirty-five countries and rivers and lakes, and there is no ash left to eat? You've always been accurate, can you give me a word of accuracy? ”

"Even if you coax me to believe it, that's it."

The cold woman didn't answer, just raised her eyes to look at the sky in the distance, and after a long time, said:

"After today, the first village is still in the rivers and lakes for a long time."

The clouds in the sky, which had been pressed extremely low, suddenly lowered, the sea of clouds boiled, and thunder exploded.

Bi Tong'er felt a compelling momentum appear from the clouds and mist, her black hair flew backwards, and she lowered her head to look at the mountain road, but found that the royal family of the Western Regions who had just shown quite high means had fallen to the ground like a puppeteer, unable to move, looking at it but not harming anyone.

In front of the royal family of the Western Regions, Wang Anfeng's figure slowly dissipated.

Dongfang Ningxin said again: "Another piece of advice, Bi Tong'er. ”

"Not all grandmasters in the world are like Mr. Big, and they are only good at poisoning."

Bi Tong'er's eyes suddenly contracted, and she turned her head suddenly.

Wang Anfeng, who was wearing a blue shirt and carrying a sword box, stood behind the two of them, his expression was flat.

Behind him, the shards of the previous sin hovered in the air, and from time to time a flash of thunder flashed.

Bi Tong'er's heart couldn't stop beating faster, and then she showed a smile, smiled smartly, and said, "The dignified Shenwu Mansion Master actually overheard the words of our two little women, is he ashamed?" ”

The heart was already shaking, but I didn't know when Wang Anfeng appeared, and after listening to how many words the two of them said, Wang Anfeng glanced at her, because he didn't want to expose the last time he teamed up with Dongfang Ningxin to calculate Bi Tong'er, he never spoke to Dongfang Ningxin.

Just take care of yourself:

"I have a division commander who doesn't like to exaggerate and go straight."

"The Daomen Imperial Sword is an extremely powerful means, but the left and right are just a warrior who does not disperse in one breath, and it is not a sword or a sword, it is not as important as these seven or eight hundred fragments, it is more difficult to be knocked down when controlled, and the power is almost the same, there are sharp edges, and the wounds are not easy to heal."

"I can only handle thirty blades, but these fragments are not burdensome."

The hovering piece of iron suddenly stopped, and the twisted but still extremely sharp fracture pointed at the clear eyes of Bi Tong'er, as if as long as Wang Anfeng flicked his fingers, he could shoot out in unison.

Seven hundred fragments is seven hundred blades of the sword.

The sword aura is like thunder.

Bi Tong'er's heartbeat almost stopped.

But I don't know that what Wang Anfeng just said is very false, I am afraid that these fragments can be knocked down by the martial artists of the five ranks, but Bi Tong'er has no talent for martial arts, but it is just a six-grade in the pseudo-realm, if he eats it well this time, he will not be able to escape the end of a dead place without a place to be buried.

After a few breaths passed, Bi Tong'er smiled slightly, turned solemnly, and said softly:

"The disciples of the Star Pavilion are already treating the poisoned people under the First Village."

"The Star Pavilion is reluctant to fight with the first village."

The corners of Wang Anfeng's lips hooked slightly.

The seven hundred 'flying swords' behind him fell to the ground in unison and plunged into the mountain rocks.

Sen Sen's sword intent dissipated.

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder rolling in the sky, but the clouds and mist did not see the thunder, but within a radius of hundreds of miles to which the first village belonged, there was gradually a wind rising, and the clouds and mist were getting lower and lower, and constantly rolling, Bi Tonger stretched out a pair of slender hands, and the wisps of clouds and mist like spring silkworms spun silk swept through the fingers, a piece of clear.

In fact, after careful calculation, Bi Tong'er, who had already stood beside the first village, said with a smile:

"I didn't expect there to be thunder in the past few days."

"I can only hear thunder, but I can't see electricity, and there is no moisture in this world, which is the so-called drought thunder."

Wang Anfeng looked at the highest place of the first village from afar and said, "It's not thunder." ”

Bi Tong'er was slightly stunned, tilted her head, and Dongfang Ningxin also looked at Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng's answer was concise and to the point: "It's palm power." ”

Palm power?

Bi Tong'er was stunned, her pupils shrank, and she immediately thought that she had already pressed the bet to the side of the Central Plains Jianghu, her tense body softened again, raised her head, combed the sticky broken hair on her forehead, and pushed it aside, looking at the sky with a pair of streamer eyes, and she didn't speak for a long time.

The palm power of the sky is like thunder, stretching for 3,800 zhang.

The three sword-wielding elders who were seriously injured by the plot at the foot of the mountain finally formed a sword formation with their disciples and some vigilant people in the rivers and lakes, and the sword qi was dense and dense, like a turtle shell with needles, so that it could be supported and not killed.

Just when they couldn't support it, the two Western Regions murderers suddenly abandoned them and went up the mountain.

After a while, the palm power of the sky exploded, the clouds and mist hung low, and the vast vision enveloped the entire range where the first village was located, those people in the rivers and lakes and the new disciples of the first village had never seen such a scene in the past, and they were at a loss for a while, not knowing what was happening.

The three seriously injured sword-wielding elders were already overjoyed, and even cried with joy, their eyes slightly red, looking at the direction of the cloud and mist, and muttered:

"It's the owner, the owner!"

"The owner of the village, he's back!"

One of the old men had bright eyes, covered his chest, laughed a few times, but couldn't help coughing up blood, almost fell backwards and planted his head on the ground, surrounded by the surrounding disciples, waved his hand again and again, his eyes were shining, he looked left and right, and he was still full of energy, and the steel sword in his hand was raised, pointing to the first village in the sky because of the low clouds and mist, and said loudly:

"My first owner has arrived!"

"Don't worry about everything, you heroes, you are willing to go up the mountain with us!"

In addition to the disciples of the first village, there are also people in the rivers and lakes who have never been recruited, as well as the disciples of the Western Regions Qunxing Pavilion, Mr. Qunxing Pavilion once walked in the Central Plains when he was young, and won the title of the first medical and poisonous art in the world.

Those Jianghu people are just in the eyes of the disciples of the first sect in the world of poison, in the eyes of the disciples of the first sect of these poison worlds, it is a small poison that a seven-year-old naughty boy can solve at will, those Jianghu people who have been detoxified have all come out with their blades, and they can hear the old man shouting, and for a while I don't know whether it is hundreds, or thousands of Jianghu people in unison to drink in response, and the voice is like thunder.

All the people took their swords and rushed up the mountain!

In the elegant courtyard behind the triple gate, the old man with white hair looked at the three righteous brothers, sighed, went into the back of the courtyard by himself, and took a jar of wine, warm wine in the stove, which is a unique drunken spring and autumn in the first village.

Yan Chunqiu, the owner of the four villages, who had a very atmospheric name, slowly warmed the wine, raised his head and looked at the clouds and mist that seemed to be a dragon going out to sea, laughed, and when he spoke, he was still as warm as before, and said:

"I had expected to see Tingfeng reach the current realm, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

"She shouldn't have come this far."

The old man lowered his head, looked at the stove, and said softly:

"She didn't plan to compete with Mingda for the No. 1 position."

"She likes rivers and lakes, mountains and rivers, and she said that she has the martial arts of her eldest brother, and the place where she stands is the first village in the world."

"I said so, but I still couldn't bear to ......"

The old man got up, calmly poured three bowls of wine, and sent them to the righteous brother, the old man Mu Ne and the most benevolent one did not react, but Bai Yueze, the upright owner of the three villages, was furious, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, and his strength was fierce and fierce, and the wine bowl was smashed to pieces, and the wine spilled out, wetting Yan Chunqiu's clothes.

The old man didn't react, but just sat back in his original position and said:

"When the eldest brother gave her the position, I was there."

The other three didn't waver in their gaze, obviously already knowing about it.

Yan Chunqiu smiled and said:

"She didn't like mundane things, but she finally took the position, do you know why? The eldest brother also asked this question at that time......"

"She told her eldest brother that she still remembers everything that happened here, she likes every grass and tree here, she remembers how well you treat her, and she said that if there is no place where everything has happened, then even if she can rebuild the first village in the future, it will not be the original first village."

"In the first village, there should be the bluestone that her second master carried her on the mountain on a snowy night. There should be a hill where the third child hid when she scolded her, there are beautiful flowers that bloom in spring at the bottom of the mountain, and there should be every place and place where you took her to play when you were a child, every place ......"

"The world is so big, everywhere can be home."

"How small the world is, it has to be here, it has to be here, it has to be here......"

Yan Chunqiu's lips trembled slightly, as if crying and laughing:

"In order to keep these things, she is willing to take over this burden from her eldest brother."

"What gave her the last blow was what she had always wanted to protect."

The old man smashed the wine bowl with his right hand, smashed it on the old man, raised his head, burst into tears, and scolded: "Evil......

………………

Liwu took Dongfang Ximing and others all the way up the mountain, but whenever there were masters in the Western Regions, seeing that this old guy was not angry, he planned to capture Dongfang Ximing as a hostage, so he immediately slashed the old man to death with a sword, and went all the way to a higher place unimpeded, but there was no way to move forward.

The huge qi machine collided and continued to press downward, making it almost difficult to breathe.

Li Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "I can only take two people up, and the others will all retreat, otherwise I will crush the internal organs of that qi machine, and even the immortals will not be able to save it." ”

Zhou Shen raised his eyes and glanced at the sky that he almost touched with his raised hand, sighed regretfully, and bowed:

"Thank you Sword Immortal seniors for sending me all the way."

The rest of the people were shocked, and only then did they know the identity of the old man.

Li Wu felt a chill in his heart, shook his body, and scolded: "Sword Immortal fart, I'm not a few years older than you, what kind of seniors, hurry up and go down, don't stand here." ”

Zhou Shen smiled and agreed, leading Yiye Xuan's disciples to go down, and the dead eunuchs behind Li Changxing also went down, and only Dongfang Ximing and Li Changxing were left behind the old man.

The old man took the famous sword that had broken five feet of cold steel without damaging the slightest strand from Li Changxing's dead man, raised his hand and slashed it with a sword, the blocked qi machine collapsed backwards, and then slashed again and again, and finally split a passage, and the three of them were able to pass through the sea of clouds.

At this moment, the first village was dark for hundreds of miles.

Walking through the depressing sea of clouds, the light suddenly plentiful, Li Changxing looked left and right, and it could be seen that thousands of miles of white mist and clouds were constantly churning, like an ocean, but it was even more vast and infinite, and he couldn't help but indulge.

But at this moment, the thunderous palm power exploded again, roaring endlessly, Li Changxing only felt that his ears were roaring, and he almost fell under the sea of clouds, and he was afraid for a while, and he stretched out one hand, like Dongfang Ximing next to him, and grabbed the hem of Liwu's clothes, for fear that he would blow down the top of the mountain and smash it into a mess of flesh.

The old man did not react, his white hair was flying, and his eyes widened, locked on the empty sky in the eyes of the two children. The pupils moved quickly left and right, Li Changxing was puzzled, but he could hear a thunderclap exploding around him, his body shook, and he saw two people appear in the void.

Li Wu looked at the gloomy old man with a hooked nose, his expression cold.

When the old man from the Western Regions saw Liwu, he was slightly stunned, and then laughed insolently, and said:

"I thought it was who, it turned out to be a sword immortal coming down from Kunlun Mountain."

"The revenge of the sword back then, when I finish repaying the first grievance, I will definitely ask you for advice again!"

He took a sip from Wu and sneered: "Asking for advice? Lao Tzu, I have been walking in the Western Regions for half a month every year for the first twenty years, why haven't I seen you an old turtle? The first village made it clear that the carriage and horses were staying here, why haven't I seen you coming? ”

"What's the matter, isn't it too late to come out now? And your brother who gave advice, where is Yelu Longtai? The strategist can't sit down, I think it's gone, you're the only one left, Yelu Dashi, you may succeed? ”

Yelu Dashi sneered:

"The Central Plains people pay attention to those one-on-one, I only know the truth that the winner is king, and the loser dies."

"The two of you are sharp, I naturally refuse to fight with the two of you, wait until I step on the first village and pick off your sword fairy head, who knows what's going on? The rivers and lakes are more affectionate than the women in the Qinglou, who will remember you in a few years? I only know that I once set foot in the first village and killed the renunciation path of the sword immortal who had entered the land. ”

"That's the biggest truth."

Si Kou listened to Feng step forward, his right hand pressed down, Yelu Dashi had already prepared, crossed his arms in front of him, stopped this move, and was beaten back dozens of feet, Si Kou in a wide sleeve Xuan Yi Tingfeng's face was a little pale, and said lightly:

"Hubris."

Yelu Dashi had already learned the means and strength of the woman in front of him from the handover he had just handled, and he unloaded his strength and sneered: "Arrogance? Hey, but I don't know who is arrogant and who is arrogant, the first Zhuang is powerful, but I want to see how many more times you can play. ”

"The first breakthrough is such a wanton swaying of the hard-won qi, I see that you will not be able to live and fall into the realm with a stick of incense, and then I will see if you can stand this world's first village."

Si Kou listened to Feng look at Liwu and said:

"Please also invite the seniors to watch the battle."

Then he looked up at Yelu Dashi, and said flatly: "I have connected the thirty-seventh chapter, and I don't know how many times I borrowed the qi machine, your internal qi is already running poorly at the moment, and you pretend not to care at the moment, but in fact you have already found a way out." ”

"Now that you can't watch the battle from your predecessors, you can try to see if you can beat me, and if you defeat me, you can naturally leave alive."

Yelu Dashi's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Liwu with a flat expression, and said with a hideous expression:

"Good, good!"

"Let's try it, when the old man was dominating the world, you didn't know where to stay, and how much of your own qi could be left here?"

Si Kou listened to Feng stepping into the void, and behind him was the first village.

She was dressed in a wide-sleeved black robe that moved with the wind, and whispered softly:

"Master, the first village is still the original first village."

"This body is here, Yongzhen Jianghu."

Raise your hand and stretch it out.

A huge qi machine boiled from the woman's body.

Everyone in the world knows that she has been trapped in Sipin for more than five years.

But she didn't know that she was like Qingfeng dissolving the immortal sword, and she had already been able to lead the heavenly gate to the heavenly machine into the body, and went straight to the heavy building for 12 times, just to wait for a blockbuster opportunity.

The woman's eyes were bright and her voice was flat.

"Yelu Dashi, your rivers and lakes are over."

"This place is the first village!"

The black hair broke free from the restraints and fell like a waterfall.

Liwu looked at Si Kou Tingfeng, first slightly stunned, and then his eyes were full of admiration, and he stroked his palms and laughed:

"Okay, good, it turns out that it's not close to the second grade, but close to the first grade, good, very good."

"It deserves to be the first village!"

"Good rivers and lakes!"

The skin of the second grade of Yeluda's stone was numb, and he suddenly retreated.

Si Kou listened to Feng stepping forward, the qi machine soared, and a seemingly exhausted immortal pool in the dantian was filled with water and air again, blooming one by one immortal lotus.

Si Kou listened to Feng's full attack this time, and the Heaven Destroying Palm Power directly broke through to the level of the Great Grandmaster's one-hit blow.

Thousands of miles of clouds and mist are completely boiling.

Above the sky, the clouds swirled.

Yelu Dashi's eyes were bloodshot, and he shot out fiercely, and in the roar, his qi was like a dragon,

The first Zhuang Sikou listened to Feng and stepped into the grandmaster.

Successful second product.

The palm of the hand was forward, and the strong and majestic palm power burst out from the woman's white palm.

In the first palm, the Yelu stone gas machine shattered.

In the second palm, the Western Regions Grandmaster roared violently, emitting a series of small sounds.

The palm power spit out for the third time, Si Kou Tingfeng sideburns appeared a wisp of white hair, Yelu Dashi was controlled by the terrifying palm momentum, crashed into the mountains, Si Kou Tingfeng followed closely, and pulled out the broad sword with his right hand, the sword that was obtained in the deepest part of the Great Qin treasury, and the sword that had reached the level of a divine soldier was the identity symbol of the first Zhuang owner.

At this moment, Yelu Dashi finally remembered that this sword was originally a divine weapon, and his eyes were full of horror.

The divine soldier flashed through the throat of Yelu Dashi, and a Liuyang Kui was rushed up by blood.

Put the sword back in its sheath.

The cuffs of the woman's dark robe were stained with a trace of blood, a blood mark on the white jade-like cheeks, and her eyes were flat, but she had the pride of using blood as rouge, which was heartbreaking.

At this moment, the three sword-wielding elders had already taken the disciples of the sect, the Jianghu rangers, and thousands of people had already gone up the mountain together.

The elders of the major sects on the mountain, the masters of the Western Regions who had not completely lost their breath looked up.

When they saw that kind of palm power, they thought that it was the return of the old owner of the first village in the world, and they were anxious and happy.

Then there was a person who looked up with a stiff face and lost the ability to think.

This dead silence and silence seemed to be contagious, and inferiority swept through the entire first village.

Under the eyes of many masters of the big faction, a woman wearing a wide-sleeved black robe with a slender hand and a blood-drenched hideous head buckled in the palm of her hand slowly walked back to the sect, her expression was cold, the cuffs and placket were jade-colored, and the dark gold dragon finch pattern was on the cuffs, and the red blood fell down her fingers, and she walked up the white stone steps behind the triple gate step by step.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the first village.

Twenty years ago, the old man led her to stand here, overlooking the world, the old man's palms were dry and warm, and there were wind chimes in the wind, but they couldn't hide the lazy scolding of the third master's angry disciples, some disciples practiced swords behind the mountain, there were waterfalls flying down, there were wind-blown maple leaves, red all over the mountains and rivers, closing their eyes, listening to the red maple falling leaves into the world.

She turned to look at everyone, looked at the rivers and lakes, raised her head slightly, and her voice was clear and cold.

Only this cold voice echoed between heaven and earth, word by word.

"The first village."

"Si Kou listens to Feng!"

A long dead silence.

Wang Anfeng looked at the woman who passed the Heavenly Gate and then passed the second heaven, and stepped straight into the first echelon of the Great Grandmaster, feeling the vigorous heavenly machine lingering beside Si Kou Tingfeng, his right hand lowered and grabbed it, as if he had caught some kind of invisible thing, and whispered:

"I don't enter the gate of heaven, I am free above the gate of heaven?"

He shook his head, let go of the invisible, and then watched his friend chuckle and take the initiative to play the sword and roar.

"Congratulations to me for the first Zhuang of Daqin!"

Si Kou Tingfeng, twenty-four years old.

The first village in the world, the owner.

As if awakened by him, everyone here, the three sword-wielding elders in the first village were in tears, regardless of their own injuries, buckled their swords and knelt half-kneel, the major disciples saluted, the people in the rivers and lakes came back to their senses, sighed in their hearts, and immediately leaned over respectfully, opened their mouths and drank together, and for a time the sound of thousands of people seemed to be thunder, mighty and mighty, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, echoing endlessly.

"Congratulations to me for the first Zhuang of Daqin!"

Li Changxing's blood boiled and shouted loudly.

Leaving Wu Fufu, looking at the woman's peerless elegance, she was in a trance for a while, and seemed to see the red dress again, and laughed in a low voice My generation of rivers and lakes has grown old, how can my generation of rivers and lakes ever grow old?

The immortal lotus in the Daomen Immortal Pool, one breath is born and one breath is extinguished, and my generation of rivers and lakes should be like this!

The sword whistled and roared, and the voice was fierce and intense.

The mountain man is the heavenly man.

failed to go up the mountain in time, and the warriors of the rivers and lakes on the mountain road shouted in unison.

"Congratulations to me for the first Zhuang of Daqin!"

The voice was bloody, and the air rose to the sky.

In the elegant manor, Yan Chunqiu raised his hand to drink, as if crying and laughing, and then raised his hand to toast towards the vast rivers and lakes.

Who said that women can't control the world?

Who said that a woman's bento should not be the master of martial arts?

One is a third grade, one is a second grade, and two Western Regions Grandmaster Leaders.

Congratulations to me as the first owner of the Great Qin Jianghu.

Enter the grandmaster and step on the gate of heaven.

Congratulate!

PS: Today's update presents.........

Done...... 160,000 words, very good, the old man has died.