"What a swordsman duel, it's an eye-opener for Poor Dao!"

Above the void clouds, a voice suddenly sounded, and everyone raised their heads when they heard the words. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The person who came was dressed in white like snow, with an elegant temperament, like the moon on the horizon, handsome and not like a mortal, and his expression also revealed a transcendent indifference and calm.

The most incredible thing is that the person who came actually stepped on a cloud and was slowly falling from the sky!

"How is that possible!"

Feng Qingyang's expression was moved, a pair of eyes stared at the boss, staring at the figure in the sky, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Because no matter how high the martial arts are, they can't do it!

"Is there really a fairy ...... in the world?"

The Qingming Daoist looked excited, and looked intently at the white-clothed young man who was slowly falling in the sky.

He worshiped the Wudang faction back then, just to cultivate the way of immortals, but unfortunately the Wudang faction has a lot of magic secrets, and he can also prolong his life after practice, but it is far from the longevity he expects.

The Qingming Daoist even suspected for a while that there were no immortals in this world at all!

But at this moment, the Qingming Daoist suddenly discovered that there were really immortals in this world, but it was just that the immortals were not enough before, and they didn't have the opportunity to see the fairy faces.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Master Fang Sheng was dumbfounded, and the hand holding the Buddha bead trembled slightly, since there are immortals in the world, it naturally means that there are Buddhas.

"Immortals ......"

I don't know who shouted, and suddenly countless people in the rivers and lakes knelt on the ground with fanatical expressions.

After all, for ordinary people, what is it that can soar through the clouds and fog, and not be immortals?

But unlike those people in the rivers and lakes, Zhao Chen and the others gathered nervously together, looking at Feng Rui with a vigilant face.

Because of the clothes Feng Rui was wearing, they were very familiar with them, and the two Taoist priests they killed at the beginning were also wearing similar styles of Taoist robes.

"You want to use force against the poor road?"

Feng Rui slowly fell to the ground, the white clouds dissipated under his feet, and he stood in the crowd with his hands in his hands, looking at Zhao Chen and the others with a smile on his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Chen took a deep breath and stood up with the jade sword in his hand.

"Haven't you already guessed who Poor Dao is? Dare to kill my Taixuan Sect disciples, what do you say the poor Dao should do with you? ”

Feng Rui said unhurriedly.

"As long as it is better than the sword in the lower hand, we will naturally still be at the disposal of the Dao Master!"

Zhao Chen clenched the jade sword, his eyes flickering.

Zhao Chen is still very confident in his own strength, three points to the perfection of vitality, several extremely powerful swordsmanship, plus a third-order gene lock, no matter how strong the Taoist priest in front of him is, he will not be much stronger than him.

"Okay, Poor Dao will see your swordsmanship."

Feng Rui smiled when he heard this, with his cultivation at this time, he could crush Zhao Chen with his momentum alone, but he still stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

"Fifteenth sword!"

Zhao Chen suddenly drew his sword, and a terrifying murderous aura shot out of his eyes.

A sword stabbed lightly, without the slightest smoke and fireworks, as natural as flowing water.

This sword is swung out of bounds, out of bounds, out of order.

The sword trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword resounded across the cliff, and everything between heaven and earth seemed to suddenly become absolutely still.

"Huh!"

Feng Rui suddenly wondered, the fifteenth sword naturally couldn't hurt him, the reason why Feng Rui was suspicious was because he felt a familiar aura in this swordsmanship.

That familiar aura came from the Fengyun plane, the sword twenty-three of the Sword Master.

"Good swordsmanship, but it's a pity ......"

Feng Rui sighed lightly, slowly stretched out his right hand, only to hear a ding, and put his index finger against the tip of the sword.

"Impossible!"

Zhao Chen's face changed wildly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Because the fifteenth sword was actually resisted by a fluttering index finger!

"Hiss......"

Feng Qingyang gasped and watched this scene in disbelief.

The sword that extinguished life, Feng Qingyang thought that if he faced it by himself, he was afraid that only Yicheng would be sure to survive.

"How could it be ......"

Zhao Chen stared blankly at the jade sword in his hand, if he didn't comprehend the essence of the Flying Immortals outside the sky and couldn't exert the true power of the Flying Immortals outside the sky, then the fifteenth sword was both divine and formal, maybe not as good as the fifteenth sword in Yan Thirteen's hand, but it definitely had ninety percent of its power.

In addition, he went all out and unlocked the third-order gene lock, which was already his strongest blow, but even so, he was actually resisted by the opponent's finger.

"What other swordsmanship, you can use it!"

Feng Rui slowly withdrew his right hand and looked at Zhao Chen.

"You ......"

Zhao Chen still doesn't know where now, the gap between him and Feng Rui can resist his fifteenth sword with a light finger, this strength is definitely S-level and above, Zhao Chen even suspects that it is above the SS level.

"Senior ......"

Seeing Feng Rui defeat Zhao Chen with one finger, although Zhao Qiang was shocked in his heart, he had to stand up at this time.

"Your lives are in ruins!"

Feng Rui interrupted Zhao Qiang's words, only to see him wave his hand lightly, and his figure disappeared into the Siguo Cliff in an instant, including all the members of the Death Squad.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable...... Poor Dao, let's go back and study more Daozang! ”

Looking at the place where Feng Rui disappeared, Qingming Daoist stood in place, and couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

After the Qingming Taoist left, Shaolin Master Fangsheng called out the Buddha horn and left with the Qingming Taoist.

"There are really immortals in the world......

Yue Buqun came back to his senses, staring blankly at the place where Feng Rui disappeared, and suddenly felt that it didn't seem interesting to compete for hegemony in the martial arts, only immortal immortality was eternal!

Thirty miles away from Huashan, somewhere on the top of a mountain.

Feng Rui stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, and in front of him, Zhao Chen and the other eight people were lying on the ground, only to see Feng Rui waving his hand gently, and the eight of them woke up quietly.

"Dao Chief!"

After seeing Feng Rui standing in front, including Zhao Chen, he saluted respectfully.

Now they don't know how powerful Feng Rui is, if Feng Rui really wants to kill them, they don't have the slightest power to resist.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but curse in their hearts, where is this Nima laughing at the plane of the rivers and lakes, this plot character is too perverted, I didn't expect to just kill two irrelevant Taoist priests, which led to such a perverted plot character, I knew that they would not dare to kill those two Taoist priests if they were killed like this.

"Poor Dao Taixuanzi, you can call Poor Dao Taixuandao Chief."

"I've seen the Taixuan Dao Chief."

When everyone heard this, they saluted again.

Feng Rui nodded, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally his gaze fell on Zhao Chen.

"Poor Dao is very interested in the main god space, if you want to live, it would be best to answer Poor Dao truthfully!"

"Hiss......"

Zhao Chen and the others gasped, unable to maintain their composure any longer, their eyes full of horror. (To be continued.) )