Turn into a green dragon with a sword and travel to the Nine Heavens!

A slender cyan figure swam in the air, its two horns soaring into the sky, breaking through the clouds and mist, soaring between heaven and earth.

Occasionally, a long roar suddenly resounded in the sky, startling gusts of wind.

Sou!

A shadowless and invisible sword light disappeared into the void, cutting through the space and distorting, and kept flying.

Qinglong's sword qi chased after him.

Even with the help of the power of the invisible fairy sword, the laughing monk was never able to get rid of Gu Feng, and from time to time he looked back and saw that Gu Feng's figure not only did not lag behind, but gradually caught up.

Although the Invisible Immortal Sword is a rare immortal sword in the world, even if it is not inferior to the Purple and Blue Twin Swords, the owner of this sword is his master Ascetic Toutuo after all, and it is only borrowed by Monk Xiao, and he can't exert all his power at all.

But Gu Feng is different, he inherited the inheritance of the Pure Yang True Person's exercises, completely controlled the Pure Yang Immortal Sword, and caught up with the opponent in an instant!

"Damn! If I flee today, I must let the master kill this fang with his own hands!" The laughing monk gritted his teeth, hated Gu Feng to the bone, and suddenly opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of golden blood, prompting the invisible immortal sword to accelerate suddenly, and once again widened the distance.

"I want to see how much natal essence blood you can vomit!" Gu Feng took out a mango bait and swallowed it in his stomach, followed closely behind, recovered the sword yuan, and even if he chased to the ends of the earth, he would kill this stinky monk.

He knew that this laughing monk could only induce the full power of the invisible immortal sword at the cost of his own essence and blood, and if it continued, even if he didn't do it, this monk would be consumed alive.

Sou!

Sou!

Two sword lights broke through the air in a row, one after the other, and soon went out of the range of Taihang Mountain and headed towards the east.

Gu Feng followed closely, and after a while, he went out for a distance of more than a thousand miles, and he gradually discovered the limitations of this invisible sword escape.

Every time you urge an invisible sword escape, the distance is about five hundred miles, and then the laughing monk must cast a spell again, and he will briefly show his body, which is the best opportunity to attack!

Laugh at!

Black gaps in the void were revealed again.

The invisible sword dissipated, and the two figures fell out, and before they could stand firmly, the fierce sword qi seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and instantly stabbed over.

"Damn, this guy has seen through the reality of the invisible sword escape!" "The laughing monk was full of unwillingness, and once again spurted out golden essence blood, forcibly urging the invisible sword escape to enter the gap in space again, and quickly escaped!

Gu Feng followed, chasing while fighting, and chased the laughing monk for more than 10,000 miles all the way.

The laughing monk's face is as white as paper, his natal essence blood spurts out as if he doesn't want money, and his face is sad, as if he wants to cry, and he is about to become a "crying monk"!

Although his appearance was very miserable, Gu Feng could still feel that this person still had the strength to fight.

"It is worthy of being a monk who has practiced for more than 2,000 years, and has been reincarnated several times, if the foundation is stable, this person must be worthy of being the first person in the world in Shushan!" Gu Feng was awe-inspiring in his heart.

Although the previous battle with Monk Xiao didn't last long, Gu Feng had the upper hand and completely suppressed his opponent, but he didn't dare to underestimate this person in the slightest!

On the eve of the second Emei sword fight, the Emei faction was still at the peak of the first generation of disciples such as Miao Yi Zhenren, Xuan Zhenzi, and Ascetic Toutuo, and the second generation of disciples only had one laughing monk, which shows that this person is extraordinary, and he is by no means so unbearable as before!

It is said that this person began to cultivate the Tao during the Western Han Dynasty, if the seniority is even far above the pure yang real person and the long eyebrow real person, but this laughing monk is born angry, behaves perversely, shouts and kills at every turn, does not give people a way to live, and finally repeatedly commits killing and robbery and reincarnation, and has been stumbling for more than 2,000 years, and he cannot attain the Tao, and his ascension is far away.

Although this person's cultivation has gone astray, more than 2,000 years of cultivation and the accumulation of cultivation from scratch in each life have still allowed him to gain an incomparably strong foundation.

The natal essence blood is where the essence of the three treasures of the human body's essence and qi is located, and if an ordinary monk spews out more than ten times, he will already die due to the exhaustion of his vitality.

And looking at this smiling monk, although his face was pale, there was still a hidden divine light in his eyes, and his natal essence blood spurted out more than fifty times, obviously he still had spare strength.

"It's really difficult!" Gu Feng also felt extremely tricky in his heart, so he could only slowly consume this person to death!

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Shenzhou is vast, vast and boundless, Taihang, Kongtong, Kunlun...... Under the sword light flying away, countless famous mountains and rivers swept under them one by one.

Occasionally, mortals raised their heads and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, but the sword light disappeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Two sword lights, you chased me, quickly crossed in the sky, and hurriedly traveled for more than 20,000 miles, and did not distinguish the final victory or defeat, until it fell into a steep and beautiful mountain, which was Xiyue Huashan!

"Who dares to fight in the sky above Mount Hua? This is the Flame Patriarch Dojo, why don't you surrender quickly?"

The sword light battle immediately attracted the attention of the people in Huashan, and a group of flying swords intercepted it.

Seeing this, the laughing monk moved his eyes, his face was sly, and he suddenly shouted, "Gu Feng, I am a disciple of the Emei ascetic head tuo, if you dare to kill me, your Wutai faction will also accompany me to the funeral!"

"What? The disciples of the Wutai faction are chasing and killing the disciples of the Emei faction, what is the situation?"

"Stop them!"

"These two families are a number of immortal sects, if one of them is in our Huashan faction, it will be us who are unlucky!"

......

The sword light was dense like a net, blocking in front of Gu Feng and Monk Xiao.

The laughing monk turned around and laughed proudly, and without saying a word, he grabbed Sun Caifeng and fled.

"Get out of here!" Gu Feng roared angrily, and under the sweep of the green dragon, he actually defeated those sword lights.

There were bursts of exclamations, and the figure actually fell from the sky like dumplings.

"Who dares to be so rampant and spread wild in my dojo!" a figure as red as fire shot into the air.

But the Qinglong Sword Escape had already gone away, leaving only a rough figure standing in the air, looking at the two sword lights, his face was gloomy, "Old friend of the mixed yuan, when did you accept such a good apprentice?"

The sword light flew over Shenzhou.

The laughing monk seemed to have tasted the cheapness, and whenever he went to a cultivation sect, he deliberately shouted that he was a disciple of Emei, and sure enough, many good people came to stop him.

Gu Feng knew that this laughing monk wanted him to throw a mouse bogey, and he didn't dare to kill him!

The world's cultivation sects all know that the disciple of the Emei faction, the laughing monk, was hunted down and killed by the Wutai faction Gu Feng, if this laughing monk really died at his hands, this Emei faction would definitely not let go of Gu Feng!

But this laughing monk overestimated Emei too much, and underestimated Gu Feng too much.

The more this was the case, the more ruthless the killing intent in Gu Feng's heart became!

Under the sweep of his sword technique, those nosy people of the major immortal sects along the way were instantly defeated.

A sword spans 30,000 miles!

Finally at a distance of 30,000 miles from Taihang Mountain, Gu Feng finally caught up with the laughing monk, and with a sword mercilessly, he slashed down in the air, vowing to kill him in one fell swoop, without giving him the slightest way out.