The Pure Yang Son of the Daomen Taishang, known as the Pure Yang Sword Immortal, is a legendary cultivator with a great reputation, who has cultivated to the ultimate realm, is jealous of evil and hatred, and is bold in killing. Unlike most of the Taishang's cultivators who were proficient in the Xuan Ao Dao, Chun Yangzi found a new path in the way of the sword, and he had a profound attainment, and perfectly integrated it into his own Dao. A five-foot demon sword is magnificent, like the sun in the sky.

Whether it is Japo or the two masters of the Criminal Department, the old rivers and lakes who have been mixed in the twilight for many years naturally know the thunderous power of this sword cultivator of the Taishang family. The former's face was ugly and abnormal, and the latter was very determined, even though Japo was a half-step Shangxian, a strong cultivator at the peak of the cave world, but in front of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal who had been in the realm of Shangxian for nearly twenty years, that little cultivation was far from enough.

Pure Yangzi, who was possessed by the Qingyang Daoist, hit the hard, took out his sword like a dragon, and stabbed the first sword towards the hair cone in mid-air.

The sword intent of this sword is endless, like a great river surging and waves overlapping. Just a sword slashed out the tenacity of Jingwei reclamation. Legend has it that when Chunyangzi was young, he drove a flat boat from Chishui to swim down, all the way and sang and walked, fought the sword to eliminate evil, and met the python dragon out of the water in Bitan between the peaks of Qingxia, and swayed and soared, so he realized this sword, and named it Langgang.

The eagle strikes the sky, and the fish soars to the shallow bottom. Qi and Kong Lan were in the sword intent, feeling the breeze coming, the spleen and lungs were refreshing, and the vitality of heaven and earth faintly gathered into a snake, head-on, trying to find a chance to turn into a dragon between life and death.

Swing the sword and be immersive. Chun Yangzi, who has been walking in Shangxian Realm for many years, relied on the body of the Qingyang Dao people, and stabbed out the magnificent atmosphere of the oven of heaven and earth.

The hair cones that broke through the two realms in a row could not resist the power of the two realms, and they broke and dissipated inch by inch, and the hair strands implicated the qi of the Buddha himself, making this cultivator with the appearance of a girl who did not know his age retreat, and his lips and teeth were red.

Chun Yangzi was unforgiving, his wrist flipped and volleyed out a few sword flowers, he walked left and right, raised his legs and bent his knees, held the sword in one hand to the corner of his forehead, and stroked the sword body with two fingers in the other hand, and then pinched a seal in front of his chest with one hand.

Beacon Sword

The Yuan Qi within a radius of several miles first stagnated slightly, and then began to converge towards the sword of the Pure Yang Zi, forming a strong blue light. If the endless vitality is a gluttonous koi fish full of lakes, then the peachwood sword in the hands of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal is undoubtedly the best bait for anglers to hook.

The essence of heaven and earth is all in my hands, and this is the greatest reliance on the invincible of the cultivators of the Shangxian Realm.

The blue flames on the peachwood sword seemed to have a blazing temperature that ordinary things could not bear, and the scorching peachwood sword became more and more charred, and billowing smoke came out. With the continuous influx of vitality, the five-foot-long sword body was charred off little by little, leaving only a raging flame.

The sword has a grand meaning, and the spirit burns the beacon fire.

Chunyangzi shot cleanly, striving to kill directly, and the second move made his own fame.

She knew that she was not on the right path, and she acted cautiously all her life, walking in the poor countryside for most of her life, even if she killed an ordinary person in half a step, she was trembling and walking on thin ice. Over the years, I met a noble man by chance, and he got his advice and made a promise, as long as he did this thing, he could be removed from the wanted list, and after most of his life, he finally had the hope of turning over, but who expected that it would be a bad move after all.

Thinking of this, Japo felt a sense of anger in her heart, how could there be such a Shangxian realm? Instead of shrinking down and waiting for death, it is better to give it a go, believing that the adult behind him has a great plan, and he will never watch the overall situation that he has worked so hard to lay down will be ruined in the present day.

Japo screamed, and a green silk spread out like a sky net, wanting to cage the pure yang into it, but the pure yang sword immortal did not retreat but advanced, and shouted violently against the black hair like a waterfall: "Good come!" The footsteps changed and rushed far away, and a beacon fire sword cut through the thorns, drawing a crimson crescent moon in the air.

When Japo's hair met the Dao sword condensed by the fire of Yuanyang, it was like a fire of dry wood, and it ignited when touched. The hair net turned into a fire net in an instant, and the burning sky reflected a brilliant orange red, looking from afar as if the sun was setting in the west, and the sunset stood in the clouds.

The first sword broke the heart of the Dao of the Buddha, and the second sword destroyed the numerology of the Buddha, although the Pure Yang Sword Immortal was limited by the body of the Qing Sheep and exerted less than one in ten of its might, but the sword cultivation that stood at the top of the ancient Dao Gate was not in vain.

Chun Yangzi didn't continue to pay attention to the painful and struggling Japo, turned his back to Qi and Kong Lan and said: "Qing Yang's magic technique can only leave me with a stick of incense in my body, and now that the demon woman's cultivation has been abolished by me, I can't stay any longer, and the rest will be left to the two of you." ”

Qi and Kong Lan solemnly saluted when they heard this: "Congratulations to the Sword Immortal!"

Chun Yangzi bowed his head in greeting, and when he closed his palms, the lines drawn with blood on Qing Yang's face evaporated invisibly, so the fighting spirit of fighting the sky and the earth also disappeared.

The Qingyang Daoist who had recovered his consciousness was obviously old, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a slight breath: "The two swords of the Pure Yang Patriarch Yang Kong and Fenghuo Haoran have consumed a huge amount, and they have basically emptied all the vitality in the old man's body, so please kill this demon woman and her demon together." ”

"Qingyang Gong rest assured. Qi said solemnly, and he also paid more respect to this old man in his heart. It is important to know that many practitioners get carried away as soon as they hear the Tao, comparing themselves to the saints and sages, and even more so regarding the common people as ants and mustards, and it is precisely these people who can really go further and further on their own path of enlightenment.

To practice, you must first cultivate your mind.

Kong Lan was almost the same as Qi thought, she looked at the goddess who was holding her head and wailing, and the disdain in her eyes was self-evident.

"Although I hate to tear your body into pieces, according to my sunset law, it is more appropriate to escort you back to the Criminal Department for strict interrogation. You also have to explain who is standing behind you. ”

Kong Lan walked up to Java and prepared to seal her acupoints with the unique methods of the Ministry of Punishment. I saw that Kong Lan's hand had just been raised, and the roe deer owl on the side, which had not moved for a long time, suddenly burst out, and out of nowhere the strength came from opened the crack in the abdomen, wrapping the Japo in it, like a huge meat worm crawling ten zhang away.

Seeing the roe deer owl fleeing farther and farther, she couldn't help but be furious, and was about to raise her knife to catch up and remove the last leg of the demon, but was pulled aside by Qi.

"What are you stopping me for?" asked Kuran angrily.

"Evil Gate. Qi only said two words, but obviously they were not good words.

As if to confirm Qi's inference, the roe deer owl lying on the ground screamed heartbreakingly: "What are you doing...... How dare you fight back against me...... Help, help!"

Kong Lan followed the sound and looked at it, and saw that the roe deer owl's belly had been closed was undulating, and the struggling Japo in it stretched out the outlines of his hands and feet, but the roe deer owl that devoured people to improve his own cultivation had thick skin and thick flesh, and he didn't know what terrible things were contained in his abdomen, which made the seriously injured Java's cry for help weaker and weaker, and finally remained motionless, and fell silent with the demon that wrapped her.

"It seems that Java has been taken advantage of by the people behind her. Qingyang Daoist said thoughtfully.

At this time, the roe owl, which seemed to have fallen into a state of suspended animation, overflowed a thick white liquid from the mouth and nose of the old village chief, and these juices with a pungent smell completely covered the huge body of the roe owl in a short time, and quickly solidified and calm under the sunlight, forming a crystal clear cocoon.

"The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth. I'll smash it with a knife. Kong Lan's arm shook, and threw the scimitar in his hand, and the iron like clay treasure knife "clicked" and broke into two in the middle, and the half of the handle of the knife was shocked back, Kong Lan stretched out his hand to catch it, and was dragged backwards by the force carried above.

"Don't act recklessly, the real master behind this roe owl is very calculating, and our every move seems to have the upper hand, but in fact it is all under his control. I'm afraid that this lose-lose battle between us and Java is also something he has planned. Qingyang Daoren's face was ugly, and the cocoon that exuded an ominous atmosphere made him have a lot of thoughts that he didn't dare to delve into, it seems that the temples and rivers and lakes in the sunset are not as calm as they seem on the surface, the open guns on the battlefield kill people, and the hidden arrows on the officialdom punish the heart.

It's never a good sign to have too many thoughts in a crisis. Compared with the deep-minded Qingyang Daoists, Qi and Konglan are more concerned about how to solve the unsolvable problem in front of them.

The insect cocoon did not devour the surrounding vitality like the descendants of some demon beasts, and it was surprisingly quiet, and for a moment it made Qingyang Dao people think that maybe it would no longer move. This incomprehensible form turnover is beyond the scope of cultivation, and it may only be possible for a very small number of old scholars in the Tai Academy who have devoted themselves to studying plants, trees, insects, and fish to explain the reason.

Tranquility is because the storm is yet to come, but the overcast sky and hovering birds always bring certain signs. Qingyang Daoist pinched his fingers with a shallow deduction method, and his brows furrowed, and he was really fierce.

"Click", a crystal fell off from the cocoon, like a nestling about to break the shell, the crack left by the crystal fell off and stretched out a bare ski-white arm, and then a humanoid with a jade luster and no facial features broke out of the cocoon, and stood firmly on the ground with a perfect strong body.

"I can't feel the vitality, but he should be what the people behind the scenes really want. "Qingyang Daoist people have a keen intuition and know that the most critical moment has come. Qi and Kong Lan both cheered up when they heard this, and they were on guard with all their might.

The Faceling, however, didn't seem to pay any attention to the rival in front of him, and he tilted his face back and looked silently at the sky.

The clouds were thick and foggy, so it wasn't a good day.

So the Facelings aren't in a good mood either.

So the three of them fluttered their clothes, and a breeze blew by their sides.

"Be careful!" There were no fluctuations in vitality, no starting moves, the faceling just hung down his upturned head, but it made the hair of the Qingyang Daoist explode all over his body, and the instinct of so many years of life and death struggle told him that disaster was coming. Lao Dao stepped back sharply on tiptoe, and when he flickered to dozens of zhang away, Qi and Konglan, who were still in place, turned their heads and looked at the Qingyang Dao people blankly, they didn't know what had happened, but their vitality had been cut off.

The Qingyang Daoist clearly saw that the chests of the two cultivators of the Criminal Department had become a bloody hole. But the Faceling didn't move at all, but if he made a slight move, he would definitely leave time for Qi and Kulan to react.

Before he could think about whether to flee or fight, the Qingyang Daoist saw that there was an extra severed arm in the faceless man's hand, and the arm was covered with a torn robe, because the speed of tearing off was too fast, so the fracture was white, and even the blood could not be shed.

It was so fast that it was hard to see the Faceling's trajectory with two shots.

Qingyang Dao people sweated like rain because of the pain of the broken arm, and all thoughts in their hearts were discouraged, what kind of monster is this, without relying on the slightest vitality, the speed of the physical body alone is so fast that the eyes of several cave world realm cultivators can't catch it.

Retracting his thoughts, Qingyang Daoist suddenly felt a flower in front of him, his body was light, and the whole person spun into the air, and in horror, he glanced at the fragmented loess official road with his residual vision, and a headless body wearing a Taoist robe and losing an arm shook twice, and fell to the ground with a "plop".