"Xiaomeng is Xiaomeng, where did you come from?"

Xiao Meng said indifferently, and pulled out the sword in his hand, the cold light of the blade, against the background of the dark clouds, added a bit of coldness.

"This sword?"

Gai Nie frowned slightly, he had been by Ying Zheng's side for so many years, how could he not recognize this sword as Ying Zheng's saber Tianwen. For a while, he thought a lot. Taoist Tianzong Xiaomeng, Yin and Yang Family, Ying Zheng, and the Lord of Immortality, all names are spelled together in his memory. made him feel that there was a big conspiracy that stretched out to all the sons and hundreds of schools.

Xiaomeng didn't give Gai Nie time to think, took the Tianwen Sword that Chu Feng asked for from Yingzheng, and made a move, when she was eight years old, she used an ordinary sword to defeat the six elders of the Taoist Tianzong, and in terms of swordsmanship, she had already entered the top ranks of the world.

In the flashing figure, the cold light was dying, and Xiaomeng fully demonstrated the unique temperament of Taoist swordsmanship, carefree, ethereal, every move and style, all with the taste of dust. It seems that the attack is not strong, but it makes Gai Nie, who is known as the Sword Saint, feel that he can't let go of his hands and feet.

This feeling made Gai Nie very uncomfortable, in the blink of an eye, after twenty or thirty moves, Gai Nie adapted to it, and began to fight back, he has always been neat and tidy in his attack methods, and gave full play to his strengths, let you come a few ways, I will only go all the way. It seems that it is ordinary, but he eats Xiaomeng's swordsmanship tightly and cleanly.

This is the case with the road to simplicity.

The fight was stalemate, and it was impossible to see who won or lost. After a hundred breaths, Xiaomeng knew that he could not suppress the sage Gai Nie in the sword with his swordsmanship alone, so he successively resorted to Heguang Tongchen and Wanchuan Qiushui, but he still couldn't win.

"The mastery of Taoist Tianzong did not disappoint me"

The Sage of the Sword, Gai Nie, stood tall in the storm like a strong pine.

Xiaomeng, who has been unable to win for a long time, fused another stunt, the heart is like stopping the water, and the autumn water of Wanchuan is fused, one receives, one releases, thirty-six internal forces, releases incredible power, and in the violent impact of the air waves, almost knocks Gai Nie back into the river.

Floating to the ground, Xiaomeng's face was different.

"Zonghengjia, Gai Nie, pass the level"

After that, Xiaomeng was like Ling Bo, stepping away.

Standing by the river, Gai Nie looked down and saw spider web-like cracks all over his feet. It was not easy for him to resist this kind of internal force-type attack.

"Passed?"

Muttering to himself with a suspicious face, Gai Nie took a few steps, jumped into the palace, and after a few breaths, he came out with the unconscious Tianming. Fearing that things would change, Ganie did not stop at all, galloped to the river, boarded the boat, put Tianming on it, picked up the oars, and shook it with all his might.

Youdao was worried about what would come, and before the boat had gone far, there was a change, and some turbid rivers were churning, as if there were dozens of beasts in the water about to be born.

At the same time, more than 20 ice pythons several feet long appeared on the surface of the water, with white bodies, braving the cold air, and miserable white eyes, which made people shudder, and, strangely, these ice pythons all had horns.

Jiao

Recognizing this creature, Gai Nie did not have the slightest fear, and immediately performed light skills, pulled out the Yuanhong Sword in mid-air, and shuttled rapidly in the ice Jiao, stabbing, splitting, teasing, hanging, clouding, pointing, collapsing, and intercepting, every move and style was incredibly fast. The cold light was dignified, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and there were constantly ice Jiao being killed in the roar.

During the killing, Gai Nie's speed gradually slowed down, but for some reason there was an extra layer of frost between his eyebrows.

"Roaring ......"

Twenty more ice Jiao struck, and the two sides killed again in the dark, and in the collision, Gai Nie accidentally fell into the water and disappeared without a trace.

The surviving Bingjiao dissipated with the wind, and the water surface returned to calm, as if Gai Nie had failed to save people.

After a long time, the light rain in the sky was dripping, and Tianming, who was lying on the shore, was awakened, and looked around, and saw that there was only a small boat in the river, floating lonely, and his beloved uncle was gone, and his eyes were sore, and he was about to cry.

Whoa......

There was a violent sound on the surface of the water, and Gai Nie, who had black hair scattered and was wet, jumped out of the water, holding a shining stone in his hand, which was the lower grade spirit stone that Chu Feng had placed in the water to support the operation of the red water array.

Without the support of the spirit stone, in the blink of an eye, the terrifying river disappeared, and the independent world also collapsed.

Ordinary palaces and squares, revealed. The traces of the formation are useless at all.

"Uncle"

Tianming shouted, rushed over, came closer, hugged Gai Nie's body, and cried with a whimper.

"Don't cry tomorrow, it's okay"

Gai Nie, who was a little pale, smiled and touched Tianming's head. He was almost frozen in the inexplicable cold water just now, and if he hadn't "coincidentally" picked up a strange stone, he probably wouldn't have been able to come up alive.

"Uncle, what's that?"

Tianming suddenly raised his head and pointed to a place.

Gai Nie turned around and looked at the place Tianming was pointing, his gaze narrowed, because he saw the Guigu Sect's Hundred Steps Flying Sword Brief Score and the Leader's Wrench.

How can this be, is the master also trapped here? A dark cloud rose in Gai Nie's heart.

"No, I have to find out if the master is here?"

Gai Nie lifted Tianming and walked towards the depths of Afang Palace.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay"

A neutral voice sounded, as if hundreds of cloths away, and as if in the ears.

Gai Nie Huoran turned around, but he didn't see anyone, and immediately clenched the Yuanhong Sword in his hand and waited for it.

A short time later, there was a rustle of footsteps behind the side of the palace. Immediately after, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a loyal appearance and an old man with white hair walked out.

"Master, Shen Gongbao."

Seeing his master, Gai Nie's eyes flashed with joy, it was the first time he had seen his master for so many years. It's just that how could the master walk with the person who called himself Shen Gongbao before.

The middle-aged Taoist priest, that is, the trumpet opened by Chu Feng in the Wanyue Valley, Shen Gongbao, said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, we meet again. ”

Gai Nie's face was calm and resolute, and he did not answer.

Seeing this, Chu Feng opened his mouth with another trumpet, Guiguzi.

"The cause and effect of this matter, or for the teacher, in the past, the Taoist Immortal Master of the Guigu Valley, founded the vertical and horizontal faction, a hundred years, the disciples, to the world as a chess game, several times the country changed color, in recent years, Ying Zheng dominates the world, my vertical and horizontal faction is useless, in name only, coincides with the Taoist Heavenly Immortal Lord, came from outside the territory, want to reshape the Daomen, find the master of Xiaomeng for the teacher and Taoist Tianzong, the two of us decided to join the immortal Daomen, after we discussed, set up a formation here, and invited all the sons and hundreds of schools to come to break the formation, One is to make a name for the immortal Daomen, and the other is to select good talents. ”