"Young man, seeing that you are not old enough to be weak, why don't you try, if you really have a spiritual root, you can ascend to the sky in one step, come, take this last map." The soldiers stuffed the map to Lin Sheng and walked away as if relieved.

It is said that it is a map, but it is not exhaustive, but the location of the three sects is marked for people to find.

Lin Sheng, who had the skill and magic skills in his body, saw the word Sword Sect, and couldn't help but think about it, sword! Tsing Yi is a sword, and at the moment he only has the "Reincarnation" exercise, and he has no physical skills, so it is better to go to this sword sect to try him.

After making up his mind, the wind was under his feet, and he flashed away in the direction of the Sword Sect.

Sword Sect, located in the depths of the Panlong Star Panlong Canyon, the sect leader Sword Lotus, takes the sword as the cultivation, and the people in the sect call themselves sword cultivators!

Galloping all the way, in the evening, Lin Sheng appeared on the periphery of Panlong Canyon, a small town under the mountain, called Tibetan Sword, at this time it was already full of people, and the traffic was busy.

The Sword Sect opened its sect widely, attracting the young children of the entire Panlong Star to flock to it.

There are all kinds of people in the town, including down-and-out beggars, people who are hugging in front of and behind, and even a powder-faced boy who is followed by an army of dozens of people.

"Get out of the way, the prince of Qi has arrived, and the untouchables will leave quickly" In front of the pink-faced man, a thief with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes was arrogant and shouted.

Seeing this situation, ordinary people did not want to provoke them, so they avoided it one after another, but this forest is big, and there are always some hard-boned birds.

A scholar dressed up, holding a folding fan, his eyes were playful, but he was in the middle of the road, blocking the place where the prince of Qi Kingdom went.

"Bold ......" the thief was about to scold, was fanned by this boy to the distant mountain stream, life and death are unknown, no night saw this fear and beckoned the guards behind him to step forward to defend, who expected to look back, the entire army actually fled in a hurry, causing everyone on the street to laugh, sarcasm one after another.

"The country of Qi is dead, you are still calling yourself the prince here, and the army behind you is afraid that it is also a rented rabble!" Childe's voice is delicate and melodious, but it is more like a woman.

"The hero spares his life, Wuye didn't provoke you, but he was a little arrogant, there is no need for this!" This nightless is worthy of the prince's background, although the Qi State is dead, this posture is still correct.

"Didn't provoke me? Did you kill more than 30 people up and down the Zhong family, and did you take the ancestral sword of the Zhong family? Hand over your sword today, and I'll keep you dead. ”

The remnants of the Zhong family! Wuye was horrified in his heart, it was thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, that day he relied on the power of the prince, snatched the sword and destroyed the whole family, but he didn't expect to meet the undead people of the Zhong family today, he really can't live today.

"Hero, the sword is not on me, but given to a friend, I really can't take it out......" Before the words were finished, the folding fan in the child's hand had been cut off, "If you can't take it, go to death!" ”

Everyone on the street was shocked, someone really dared to kill people in the street in broad daylight! The matter has come to this point, and everyone can only mourn the death of the prince of the country.

With a bang, everyone's eyes flashed, and when they returned behind them, they found that the prince was intact, but the prince who wanted to kill was bleeding from the corners of his mouth and his face was pale.

"It's just three layers of condensation, dare to hurt my ambitious friends, and live impatiently? Your family's heirloom sword is here, come and take it if you have the ability! With a bang, a rusty, chipped-bladed piece of broken copper and iron appeared in front of Fang Dazhi.

Seeing this, everyone discussed: "This is still a family heirloom sword, and my kitchen knives are sharper than it, whether it has been inherited for a hundred years is also an artifact." ”

Childe didn't pay attention to everyone's sarcastic words, but thought about how to win the man in front of him and reclaim the sword.

Although Fang Dazhi's cultivation is incomprehensible, he has definitely not entered the foundation, so that he can win by blocking all his net worth, and it is not too much to even kill him.

Childe's mind flowed, and he suddenly made a move, first the three runes turned into ice, fire and gold, and the three sharp qi approached Fang Dazhi's face, and then a cluster of blazing fireballs appeared in his hand and followed by the sharp qi to attack his chest, and the last flying sword appeared in the void and hit Fang Dazhi's dantian, and the upper, middle and lower three roads were all sealed, and Childe took out the long sword on his waist and killed the general.

All this seems to be dangerous, but in Fang Dazhi's eyes, it is like child's play, and the third layer of condensation is simply a child in his condensation eyes.

Draw talismans with both hands, seal out of thin air, and rebound all the spells and flying swords that come from the attack, and with its dark energy, the power of this spell and flying sword is even stronger.

Seeing that the flying sword was approaching, Childe was sad in his heart! Is it here to die today?

Lightning and flint, the flying swords and spells that bounced back were fixed on its face and fell to the ground.

"Your Excellency is really shameless to bully a weak woman with the Great Perfection of Condensation Realm." Lin Sheng took the flying sword that fell to the ground into his hand and played with it, and said lazily.

Fang Dazhi's pupils contracted, and he shouted: "Who is coming, if you want to take care of this matter, take your life!" ”

"You are not my opponent, hand over the sword if you know each other, otherwise there will be no ambition in the world!" Lin Sheng was telling the truth, and the difference between one step of condensing and building the foundation was thousands of miles away.

Although the "arrogant" Fang Dazhi can't see through his cultivation, he is also a realm of condensation, how could a foundation building master come to this mortal land. Pulled out the broken sword on the ground out of thin air, and lightly clicked his foot, pointing directly at Lin Sheng.

"Dang" didn't see any movement from Lin Sheng, and the tip of the sword appeared strangely in the middle of Lin Sheng's fingers.

"This is ......" Fang Dazhi was shocked, the coercion on the tip of this sword was actually the spirit of foundation building.

With a slap of the knife, this Fang Dazhi was slashed to the ground, and Lin Sheng lifted the long sword and handed it to the son.

"Your own things, good for protection, don't be snatched away."

"Thank you Childe for saving her life, the little woman is brave, please tell Childe." This girl was so happy that she confessed to the woman's body.

The people on the street, seeing that there was no more drama to watch, dispersed one after another!

Lin Sheng followed the woman to a restaurant and stepped in.

Sword Sect Sword Pavilion

"Sect Master, that Lin Sheng has already traveled to the Hidden Sword Town, is it ...... tonight" A woman with a tall posture like a sharp sword stood beside the Sword Sect Master and said softly.

"Don't panic, the ancestor has his own decision on this matter, you and I can just follow the steps, don't make any extraneous branches."

"Yes"

In the middle of the Sword Pavilion, on top of a huge sword body, a portrait of a woman is hung, and the sect master of the Sword Sect is pacing and wandering, if he can reach the realm of the Sword Immortal in this life, like the soaring fairy, fifteen swords will break through the air, and he will have no regrets!

"The realm of the sword immortal, how mysterious, Lian'er, if you can't let go of the feelings in your heart, how can you be the cold and ruthless sword immortal who cuts through the red dust!"

"Ancestor!" Jian Lian's heart was overjoyed, and the Burial Flower Ancestor was finally out of the customs.

"Ancestor, the sword fairy in this painting, how do you know if she has cut off this rootless love or not!" The woman in the painting, Qingfeng in Tsing Yi and Qinghu on her waist, is the face of Tsing Yi!

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