This rain of swords from the bottom up, almost in the blink of an eye, instantly killed more than thirty Zhenguo immortals who were invited down the altar by Liyang.

However, the sword array near Qin Tianjian still rose into the air quickly, and a sword was a raindrop, and the dense sword tips pointed at Qin Tianjian at the same time, and Qin Tianjian invisibly turned into a trapped beast cage.

The civil officials of the temple, who are pointed out by thousands of people, may die without a problem. Battlefield generals, in the face of ten thousand arrows, most of them will become hedgehogs, in short, the end will not be too good, so now ten thousand swords are hovering, ready to go, presumably by countless sword tips pointed at the immortals, the taste is not very good.

On a high wall about a mile away from Qin Tianjian, there were two spectators sitting swaggering, one in white as snow, the other in a bright red robe, the man in white sat on the wall, one leg bent on the knee, one leg hung on the wall, a wine jug tied to the wrist with a red rope, raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and then laughed softly: "Peach Blossom Sword God, this move, is not like the way I welcomed guests in the heavy rain at the gate of Dunhuang City?"

Deng Tai'a, who was named, finally appeared, stood not far from the white-clothed Luoyang, and nodded, "It's a bit similar, but it's a little louder than yours." ”

The former No. 1 demon of Beimang, or the current leader of Zhulu Mountain, Luoyang stared at the battlefield in the distance that could be called unprecedented and unprecedented, and played with taste: " I have been a lonely soul and wild ghost for eight hundred years, I have seen a lot of people who have ascended, and there are also many immortals, and I know a little bit about the doorway inside, more than sixty ancestors of Longhu Mountain have descended together, restricted by the way of heaven, and the vast majority of them are nothing more than the body of the King Kong Realm in the world and the qi of the Xuan Realm, and they have killed the immortals who have mastered several kinds of greatly discounted Xuantong in their hands, and they just look like land immortals, papier-mâché tigers, it is okay to be scary, but it is not okay to kill. However, the seven or eight standing in the middle, even if they have attenuated their cultivation, are at least in the celestial realm, and they should not be underestimated, especially the three great real people in the middle, they can all be regarded as Taoist saints, right?"

Deng Tai'a put one hand on his chest and rubbed his chin with the other, "The one who carries the sword is the first patriarch of Longhu Mountain, and the one who wears the lotus flower on his head should be the first real person to protect the country in the Liyang Dynasty, the purple gold lotus pond of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it is said that it was created in his hands, and the one who rode the white deer is Qi Xuanzhen's uncle according to his generation." They are all well-known big people, if they are about to ascend and have not yet stepped into the gate of heaven, then they are powerful, and they are the transcendent saints of the Eight Classics, and now, that is, ordinary land immortals, lose in the body is not strong enough, and win in understanding the way of heaven...... Well, since you are in the world now, especially in the face of that kid, this is not an advantage. ”

Suddenly, another green shirt appeared leisurely, just in terms of demeanor and demeanor, the peach blossom sword god who was not amazing was really 108,000 miles worse than this one, even if the latter was already a snow frost with temples, but Deng Tai'a stood with him, one was like a rural villager, and the other was a famous man, and people were more popular than people, no wonder Deng Tai'a's apprentice wanted him, a master who was not good at congenital appearance, to recite poems every time he rode a donkey. The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi paid attention to the movements on Qin Tianjian's side, and said with emotion: "Deng Tai'a, Luoyang, in the face of more than sixty first-grade realms joining forces, among them, there are three saints in the town, put yourself in their shoes, what will you think?"

Deng Tai'a thought for a moment, and said seriously: "If you kill softly, you may need to change several swords, and you won't be able to finish killing." ”

Luo Yang smiled, "It's not easy to kill, and it's not easy to escape." ”

For some reason, Cao Changqing, a senior official who still did not leave the capital and returned to Guangling, looked a little helpless.

Luoyang asked casually: "Mrs. Deng, after Li Chungang borrowed the sword, did you really hold the sword?"

Mrs. Deng said indifferently: "Even if there is, it's not today, my friendship with that kid has long been exhausted, don't think about me interfering this time." ”

Cao Changqing said in a deep voice: "It's started!"

The sword array that enveloped Qin Tianjian in a huge semicircle, ten thousand swords fired in unison.

The deer rider gently lifted the reins, and the white deer under the seat took a gentle step forward.

As soon as the white deer's hooves stepped on, it was like throwing a boulder into a small lake, and a magnificent ripple spread out instantly.

It's like smelling the sound of heaven.

The momentum of the flying sword suddenly froze, but the speed of the flying sword was too fast and menacing, and it continued to rush forward after only a slight delay.

The second hoof of the white deer landed heavily again, and the majestic qi spread rapidly again.

The flying sword was blocked a little again.

With the earth as the bell, every time the immortal white deer stepped forward, it was a violent bell with a mighty fairy sound.

When the white deer left the gate of Qintianjian thirty steps, the flying sword that covered the sky and the sun like a swarm of locusts had already begun to change from rapid flight to slow sweeping.

More than 1,000 cavalry troops on both sides of the street raised their swords to meet the enemy, and the dense flying swords pressed against the top, which was suffocating, although the speed slowed down a lot, but still continued to fall with a slow but unstoppable arrogant attitude.

As the saying goes, there are gods in the head.

Now there is a flying sword three feet above.

Several of the iron horsemen did not believe in evil, and they did not want to be killed, so they jumped high from their horses and slashed at the flying swords.

The sword was like a knife cutting water, it seemed that it was easy to split the water, and the flying sword was undamaged, but the flying swords that were cut by the iron cavalry sword seemed to be pulled, and they were the first to break away from the sword formation and disappear in a flash.

The next moment, the six iron horsemen were nailed to the ground from the air as if they had encountered a bed crossbow, and there was no real flying sword on their bodies, but a fist-sized hole in blood appeared in each of their bodies.

Bring about one's own destruction.

A cavalry commander who saw the bad situation shouted angrily: "Dismount! No sword is allowed without a military order!"

The heavy cavalry turned over and fell off their horses, keeping as far distance as possible from the flying swords.

The immortal riding the white deer waved his big sleeves casually, and saw that all the heads of the Ma family heavy riders and the Li family armor were blooming a purple golden lotus bud, growing rapidly, moving without wind, swaying.

Just like the two armies on the battlefield, they were evenly matched, and neither side dared to act rashly, and the flying sword finally stood still, hovering in the air.

The immortal raised his hand at the same time, opened his five fingers and grabbed it in the air, and shouted softly: "Wuyue listens to my edict!"

A majestic mountain rose under Xu Fengnian's feet, supporting him to rise high. There are four immortal mountains with different momentum rising around, each with its own majestic and dangerous scenery.

Xu Fengnian took off the cool knife in the sheath, put the knife on the ground, folded his hands on the handle, and pressed it down gently.

Not only did it stop the rising momentum of the mountains under its feet, but the mountains in all directions also began to crumble.

The North Cool Blade does not move for the wind and thunder, and does not retreat for the rain and snow.

On the vast territory of Liyang, five towering mountains standing on the land of the Central Plains, as long as the Taoist temples built on the mountains, no matter how big or small, all the incense sticks inserted in the incense burner, both inside and outside the house, were extinguished at the same time, and the smoke that had been lit before began to rotate and shake.

At the same time, there were four immortals at the gate of Qin Tianjian who swept out and separated the "Four Mountains" on the top of the mountain, and each offered a wooden, copper, jade and gold seal seal, and the seal button was the green dragon and white tiger Vermilion Bird Xuanwu.

Xu Fengnian's face was a little strange and he glanced at the immortal who stood proudly at the top of Xiyue, and just glanced at it lightly, and the immortal, the Fa Yin and the mountain turned into powder together.

The old Taoist with the lotus crown, who had always stood by and watched, looked up at the western sky, as if he had mixed feelings, and sighed.

Xu Fengnian took advantage of the victory to pursue and pressed the handle of the knife heavily.

That scene was like the "Central Plains Lu Shen" that had been in Liyang's reading seed mouth for 20 years.

After the rainbow light of the Xiyue Immortals, which symbolized Taoism, exploded, the immortals of the other three mountains followed suit and shattered.

Xu Fengnian slowly fell back to the ground, when the apex of the cool knife scabbard touched the ground.

At the top of Wuyue Mountain, no matter whether it is cloudy or sunny, a thunderclap sounded at the same time.

This is the real immortal fight, mortals suffer.

The flying sword that had been static in the air of Qin Tianjian suddenly accelerated.

The deer rider snorted coldly, pulled the reins, and the white deer with the immortal aura raised its front legs high and slammed on the ground.

Countless flying swords stopped rushing forward again, but this time, the sword body trembled wildly and buzzed.

The purple golden lotus that invisibly sheltered everyone withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All the armorers subconsciously shrunk their necks, sweating profusely, looking at the flying swords that were close at hand, and swallowed their saliva.

The White Deer Immortal suddenly disappeared.

A rainbow light broke into the body of the heavy cavalry cavalry, and then this horse came out of the battle very abruptly and charged, as fast as thunder!

In an instant, he rushed to Xu Fengnian's side.

Xu Fengnian just lifted the scabbard and pointed, and the golden-armored knight shattered, and the glorious afterimage disappeared a few steps away from Xu Fengnian's side, Xu Fengnian did not move at all, and his sleeves flicked slightly.

The rainbow light suddenly turned into two points of golden light, with the golden armor knight as the center of the circle, drawing two arcs to the left and right and crashing into the two outer streets and two horses.

The two horsemen began to run.

Xu Fengnian withdrew his scabbard, and before the two horses rushed to within ten steps, the head of the golden-armored knight was like being pierced by a feather arrow, and he died on the spot.

The two points of golden light were split in two, and the four heavy cavalrymen began to generously go to the impact of death again.

Xu Fengnian's spirit flying swords that competed against Qi Jiajie's sword at that time had all appeared, and the flying sword that broke the enemy now was the box of pocket flying swords given by Deng Tai'a on the coast of the East China Sea. After destroying several swords after the death war with Han Sheng, in the past two years, Xu Fengnian quietly made up for the twelve flying swords that were as good as they were.

Xuanjia green plum sweetheart, morning dew spring water peach blossoms, moth eyebrows, red finches, yellow tongs, grasshoppers and golden wisps.

On the general's platform, the general will point to the male soldiers.

The four horsemen of the golden armor hit the stone with an egg.

The golden splendid eight horsemen have arrived.

Eight horsemen died in battle, and sixteen horsemen came in a surge.

Xu Fengnian raised the thunder pool with twelve swords.

The golden armor and iron ride will not stop if you don't break the thunder pool.

In the distance, Mrs. Deng smiled a little undisguisedly, and said, "This time it's to learn from me." ”

Luoyang said angrily: "Flower shelf." ”

Deng Tai'a raised her eyebrows, "It's just beautiful and practical, don't you speak against your will?"

Cao Changqing listened to the two great masters who were both ranked among the fourteen martial arts commentators arguing there, and said with some amusement, "What is there to fight about?"

At both ends of the street, no less than two hundred horsemen, dense with golden-armored knights began to collectively charge with guns.

The large area of golden light that catches the eye makes people feel like they are in a majestic heavenly court.

Even if he was a mile away, Cao Changqing, whose face was full of gold, squinted his eyes and said softly: "Resisting the power of the immortal Tianwei with the strength of one person is no worse than the Beiliang Iron Horse resisting the holy decree of the emperor of the world." It's a pity that apart from a few of us, not many people are lucky enough to see this scene. ”

Deng Tai'a nodded and agreed: "I think that the few times I watched others challenge Wang Xianzhi in Emperor Wu City, or that others looked at me Deng Tai'a ascending the tower, they were a little overshadowed. ”

There are only twelve flying swords, like a copper wall and an iron wall, which cannot be shaken by thousands of troops.

More than two hundred heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals wearing gold armor were outside the wall, and they were smashed one after another without fear of death, and the dense thunder was endless, gathering together, and there was really an illusion that people in the world heard the thunder in the sky.

Many martial arts masters who paid close attention to Qin Tianjian's movements had to retreat, not that no one wanted to hold on to it, but these masters were shocked to find that they began to bleed from the seven orifices, and when they wiped it, their hands were full of blood.

Only Wu Jian, the ancestor of the Wu family's sword mound, and a few grandmasters of Dongyue Jianchi Chai Qingshan can continue to persevere.

Then that scene stirred people's hearts, and more than 400 golden-armored immortal soldiers charged the young vassal king outside the gate of Qin Tianjian from the left and right.

The light is dazzling, almost like the sunrise over the East China Sea.

A round of red sun began in Qin Tianjian.