The big sword immortal Yue Qing was wearing a garment workshop standard robe, and there was a saber "Xiongzhen Wujiao" hanging from his waist, but compared to this half-immortal soldier who was easy to unsheath, Yue Qing actually preferred the standard long sword cast by the sword workshop, so the sword in both hands at this moment was refined by the sword workshop. Many sword immortals and earth immortals on this side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi still like to use the atmosphere of wearing robes and forging swords in the sword workshop, and Yue Qing's achievements are great.

The female sword fairy Zhou Cheng is still swinging there, a long time ago, the young man who said he wanted to take a look at his hometown, and finally died at the hands of the so-called hometown people for her. Zhou Cheng didn't have a sword, and the golden silk sword intent that had been passed down from generation to generation by those teachers around her was wandering, and it was her unsheathed sword.

Wu Chengpei, a young and handsome Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, has red eyes and a distorted face, so good, there are many big demons today, there are many familiar faces, and there are many raw faces.

Nanpo Zhou Sword Immortal Yuan Qingshu and the local sword fairy Gao Kui stood side by side, Gao Kui's expression was solemn, and he told Yuan Qingshu some of the roots and feet of the legendary demon for Yuan Qingshu. It is Gao Kuidu who confessed that he had never seen life with his own eyes, and this time it was good, and the wild world could get it together at one time, saving trouble.

Yuan Qingshu took off a sword gourd to drink, Gao Kui said every time he said the ancient origin of a big demon, Yuan Qingshu took a sip of wine, and served the wine in the name of the big demon, which tasted excellent.

Han Huaizi, the sect leader of the Taihui Sword Sect, was closing his eyes and recuperating, his palm against the hilt of the sword, and he tapped it lightly from time to time, and standing beside him was the Duckweed Sword Lake Sect Master Li Cai, who was also from Beiju Luzhou.

Li Cai's eyes lit up, good guy, everyone is very good at fighting.

There are two foreign travelers who are not like sword fairies but more like fishermen and woodcutters, a pair of best friends on the mountains of Caijiaozhou, fellow practitioners, sword immortals Zhang Xiao and Li Ding, who were originally in a heavy mood, the two looked at each other, smiled, and both had the will to die.

Zhao Gequan sat in place, looked back, there should have been that Cheng Quan sitting on the head of the city in the north, but he was hit hard by the big demon and fell to the realm, and became a poor worm for Yuan Ying to walk around, because he was not a sword cultivator in the upper five realms, he had to scold and scold and leave, Zhao Gequan retracted his gaze and laughed heartily, he and that Cheng Quan have been fighting for this and that since he was a child, fighting for the high realm, the quality of the flying sword, the size of the killing power, and the love of the favorite woman, it has always been that Cheng Quan has won more, what is going on here? Now that he is not only in a higher realm, but he only says that he is going to die first, you Cheng Quan is a little yuanying, and you don't even have a chance, you Cheng Quan will obediently eat ashes behind your ass.

When you get down, I'll go see her first, and I'll be angry with you Cheng Quan.

Nalan Night Walking was a little annoyed, these beasts in the wild world, couldn't they wait a while and then come to find death? When he returned to the Immortal Realm, when the time came, the beasts would die under his Nalan Night Walking flying sword, wouldn't they be able to die happily?

It's just that Nalan is also a little puzzled at night, the other party's posture looks a little strange, in the past, the army that was as vast as a swarm of locusts in the sky and dense as rats and ants on the ground has not yet gathered, could it be that the wild world has to rely on these bare pole demons, and they want to attack the city?

Han Huaizi smiled slightly, his expression was free and easy, and he was full of spirit.

After this battle, my Taihui Sword Sect is worthy of it.

Lord Yinguan rubbed his hands, stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth from time to time, and muttered: "At first glance, it is a posture to catch and fight, this one has been fought, as long as you don't die, not only can you drink, but you will definitely be able to drink to your heart's content." ”

There is a sword fairy squatting on the edge of the wall, stretching out his hand to rub the edges and corners, his expression is indifferent, and there is still a shallow and faint remembrance involving life and death.

A sword fairy opened a pot of wine, had words in his heart, slowly poured the wine, and threw the wine jug out of the city.

The old deaf man was expressionless, just thinking about when he could go down the city and go back to the small nest to stay, the wind on this side of the city was really strong.

Mi Hu's expression was solemn, this time, it can be said that the person who came was extremely unkind.

Immortal Realm Li Huimi smiled bitterly, yes, this time, it is no longer the little fat man who is fattened and can eat meat, looking at the other party's posture, he is also the Chinese food.

I saw that on the vast land south of the city, a line was lined up one after another, with a total of fourteen seats, but the height was different, and the size of the seats was even more different, just like the most strange ancestral hall in the world.

This is not the same as the seat setting of the Ancestral Hall in the world.

Except for the fourteen big demons that seemed very unfamiliar, the rest of the so-called big demons, familiar faces of the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the past hundred years, now they don't seem to be so big demons, and these prominent existences that were the most eye-catching and attracted the most flying swords on every battlefield are now standing obediently behind that line one by one.

This is the rule of the wild world, simple, rough, direct, more straightforward than the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as for the vast world that likes the most empty head and brain, it can't be compared.

Chen Qingdu put his hands behind his back, and laughed softly: "The swordsmanship is high enough, and then look at the picture scroll in front of you, it is a magnificent artistic conception of beauty, I always feel that any sword can be put into practice, left and right, what do you think?"

Reaching out left and right to hold the long sword, "I never wanted so much about the sword." ”

Chen Qingdu glanced at the farther south, worthy of being the master of this world, if he didn't take the initiative to show up, he was a little far away, and he really couldn't find it.

Chen Qingdu retracted his gaze and looked at the guys who were very babbling when they came out into battle, some of them had dealt with each other, of course, because of various reasons, such as good luck, fast escape, rough skin and thick flesh, etc., they were not hacked to death by themselves. But it was all a long time ago, and it's hard to say if there is a story "long after".

The result of the deduction was that if you gather half of the combat power of the wild world, you can eat a great wall of sword qi, which is actually not a scaring word.

That's just the way it is.

It's just that these brutes of all sizes, old and young, like to fight in the nest, plus the old immortal guy has been dead and immortal, and he doesn't appear or appear, and he has no backbone, especially none of them can really contain him Chen Qingdu, after all, it is still scattered, and many siege battles with victory in hand are just a little miserable, and the muscles and bones are broken, there will be big demons who lead the army to retreat without authorization, leading the tribal demons back to recuperate, or being penetrated deep into the hinterland of the enemy by the big sword immortals, killing a certain big demon, and the rest of the big demons will begin to be busy embezzling the power of the deadly big demon, and they can't care about the Great Wall of sword qi that is also chicken ribs after the attack is successful。

Therefore, there is only one time in history, and it can be regarded as the most dangerous one, is the Valhalla in the wild world, the so-called rat's nest of Chen Qingdu, on nearly half of the thrones, there are their respective masters, each swearing and agreeing, dividing the interests, and then there is that big war, probably that one, it can be regarded as a real tragedy, if Chen Qing is not mistaken, at that time, he was the only one left on the entire city, and the city in the north was almost broken through the formation, completely breaking the future of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

That time, the old man in the eyes of the young sword cultivator who died a lot, and the child in the eyes of the young sword immortal also died.

Chen Qingdu sighed and said slowly: "For the three parties, it is time to have a result. ”

has been a prisoner for 10,000 years, and he should also have an explanation for himself.

Far to the south.

There is a broken and upside-down mountain, countless huge gravel is penetrated by iron chains and implicated, such as the inverted hanging mountain is almost the same situation, the tip of the mountain is facing the ground, the root of the mountain is facing the sky, the high platform of the upside-down hanging mountain, flat as a mirror, under the sunlight, dazzling, like the largest gold essence copper coin in the world, there is a big demon wearing a golden robe, can not see the face clearly.

The big demon stretched out his hand and grabbed a large handful of golden copper coins that were uncertain, but soon the copper coins were like people scooping water, flowing back to the ground from between their fingers, after all, it was not true enough, and it took so many mountains and rivers in the world to make up for it, and then their own golden essence throne was worthy of the name, according to the agreement, they went out of the mountain this time, and the fragments of the golden body of the mountains and rivers gods in the land of the world were all their own, but unfortunately not enough, far from enough, if they want to become the existence of the great sun in the sky, the avenue will be unrestrained for thousands of years, and they will truly become immortal existences, and they will eat more, it is best to reincarnate the true body of the legendary heavenly court gods, and eat them togetherto be truly full!

There is a large piece of Qionglou Yuyu hanging high in the sky adjacent to each other, there is a big demon in the shape of a man sitting on the railing, as if he is alone guarding a huge family business of the miser, smiling and looking at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I have heard of the city, further north, there is a cloud stop hall made of fairy jasper, and there are ten thousand dwellings with pine waves on the night of the breeze and bright moon, it seems that they can add a few points to their own house, but these are all tooth sacrifices, and the "world archway of the world" is the master of the Nan Po Zhou The mellow Confucianism of the Chen clan is occupied together, and it is even more satisfying to put the ancient ascension platform of the small Aquarius Continent that has a big world, and it is even better.

A huge corpse of a god floating in the air, there is a big demon sitting on the head of the corpse, and there is a spear running through the entire head of the god next to him, the body of the gun is hidden, only the tip of the gun and the tail of the gun are in the world, and there is a faint thunder at the tip of the gun, which shakes the entire corpse. The big demon patted the tip of the sword lightly, I heard that the cultivators of the vast world are good at the Five Thunder Righteous Method, especially the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and they can meet for a while.

There is a throne of dry bones made of white bones, hundreds of thousands of corpse bones, both demon clans, and sword cultivation, there is a fleshless white bone demon, white as jade, stepping on the head of an ancient sword fairy, twisted back and forth on the toes of the big demon holding a wine glass, the big demon no longer drinks by himself, changes a sitting position, tilts the wine glass in his hand, and the bright red wine is poured on the head, after a while, the head slowly rises into the air, as the more the wine comes out, the head is little by little bloody flesh, muscles and bones, and finally turned into an old man with a height of one zhang, his appearance is no different from a person, the white bone demon shook his sleeves, swept out a rainbow light, and was held by the old man who was slightly stiff in his movements, and the dull old man with empty eyes, the moment he held the rainbow light, he was like a sword fairy holding a sword, and his momentum was majestic.

There is an ancient cylinder as high as a thousand feet, engraved with runes that have long been lost, there is a long scarlet snake coiled around, and there are indifferent dragon beads around it, circulating uncertainly. The long snake spit out the letter, stared at the head of the wall, smashed the rotten fence that spanned thousands of years, and then smashed the inverted hanging mountain, it has only one purpose, it is the last little guy in the world who can barely be regarded as a real dragon.

A tattered robe slowly emerged, the robe was empty, it fluttered in the wind, hunting sound.

When this inexplicable ownerless robe appeared, in the heaven and earth near the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were ancient sword intents that were excited as if they had met old friends, and there were more sword intents that were whimpering, and there were also countless sword intents that were fierce and more and more irritable, as if they were angrily scolding that gray robe.

A beautiful woman wearing an imperial crown and an ink-colored dragon robe, with her head and body, sat on a dragon chair the size of a mountain peak, her extremely long dragon body dragged to the ground, and every time the tip of her tail gently slapped the earth, it was a violent tremor within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the dust was flying. Compared with her huge size, there are hundreds of graceful women who are as small as dust around her, like flying in the sky on a mural, with fluttering ribbons and a pipa in her arms.

There was a short old man hovering with the sword, his arms were as long as an ape, he carried a long stick on his shoulders, his hands were on the stick at will, his eyebrows were white, but he was dressed in black, and the long sword swirled slowly, and occasionally when he inhaled, he sucked one or two pipa women from the neighborhood's side into his mouth and chewed it carefully. On one of the old man's hands, he carried a string of rosary beads, but the rosary beads were quite rough, just large and small, angular stones.

The woman who was sitting on the dragon chair and wearing a crown near the old man didn't care, and waved her sleeves and took the initiative to slap more than a dozen "maidservants" at the old man and let him devour his stomach.

A Taoist man wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, sitting suspended in the air, with a blurred face, and a height of three hundred zhang, but he is not a law appearance, or a real body. Behind the Taoist there was a bright crescent moon hovering, as if it had been plucked from the sky to the earth.

There is the three-headed and six-armed giant, sitting on a huge futon made of golden books, even if he sits on the ground like this, he is still taller than the "neighbor" Taoist, and there is a shocking sword mark on his chest, as deep as a ravine, the giant did not deliberately hide it, such a great shame, when to find the field, when to wipe it out.

At a very high place, there was a neatly dressed bearded man, with a sword at his waist and a sword behind his back. There was a young man standing beside him with a sword frame on his back, his clothes were ragged, and there were a lot of swords inserted in the sword frame, and he was carried behind him by a thin young man, like a peacock opening the screen.

The last time the heroes gathered in Valhalla had a secret discussion, he obviously got the edict, but he still didn't show up, and he was not happy to show up, but no one dared to say anything at that time.

Higher, there was a man in a Confucian shirt sitting in a precarious position, smiling, his hands stacked on his abdomen, and a fist-sized light in his palm.

An extremely handsome young man, his position is neither high nor low, not only does he transform into a human form, but his figure is only as tall as ordinary people, but under a closer look, his face is actually patchwork, and there is a long-standing sword raising gourd tied around his waist, which is filled with the remnants of the soul of the sword fairy, and many natal flying swords with worn spirit, he is similar to the big demons around him who are high and low in the seats, and he has not been in the world for too long and too long.

A burly man in gold armor, his feet standing on the ground, his fists clenched, and a golden light as thick as oil and water constantly flowed out from the cracks in the armor. This golden armor, which tends to be fragmented in the rank of immortal soldiers, is not a treasure that is actively draped on the body, but a cage like a small world.

Ten thousand years ago, the human race reached the top, and the demon race was expelled to a barbarian land with a vast territory but poor products and aura, and then Jian Xiu was exiled to the area of the Great Wall of Sword Qi today, and began to build a city to defend it, which is now the so-called wild world, one of the four after the world was divided into four in the past. At the beginning of the wild world just officially becoming "a world", the world was just formed, like a newborn, and the avenue was still in its embryonic form and not stable. There are three prisoners on the Great Wall of Sword Qi Jian Xiu, headed by Chen Qingdu, asking the sword in Tuoyue Mountain, after that, the demon ancestor disappeared without a trace, and the dragons had no leader, which formed the confrontation pattern between the wild world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the ancient well known as the Valhalla was not only the place of discussion of the later big demon, but also the place of detention Valhalla is used for deliberations. It's just that in the history of 10,000 years, the fourteen thrones have never been gathered, at most six or seven, which is already a rare major event in the wild world that needs to be discussed, and as little as two or three big demons can make a decision and swear over there.

After that sudden change, after an earth-shattering fight, the mountains and wild dragons and snakes, rising innumerable, swarming, each divided one side, this golden armor man, is one of the most top-notch leaders, the wild land, after that war, lost the only trace of the person who can convince the public, he will fight for the identity of the co-owner of the world, but according to the rules, the summit of Tuoyue Mountain was defeated, punished, and was responsible for guarding Tuoyue Mountain, several big demons, and jointly detained him at the bottom of the ancient well in the Valhalla.

I didn't think that he was calculating, colluding with the outside world, and finally was able to break free from the shackles, just a little Taoist priest riding a bull traveled through the wild world, arrived at the ancient well, stood on the well, stretched out a finger, and gently pressed the big demon who finally broke free from the shackles and climbed out of the bottom of the well, and gently pressed it back to the bottom of the well. A finger, not only pressed him back to the prison at the bottom of the well, but also poured down the golden light, firmly trapped this very high-ranking demon, the life of the demon has been long since ancient times, far from those ancient gods raised by the human race can be compared, once you choose to sleep dormant, the passage of time, but also has very little impact on them, this finally survived until the old man reappeared, allowing him to make up for his sinful body.

The stationary horizontal line to the south.

The upside-down mountains, the big demon in the golden robe.

The big demon sitting alone on the railing in the jade of Qionglou is like the ancient immortals recorded in the book of Haoran World.

The man on the head of the corpse of the god, the spear that pierced through the head of the corpse beside him, contained the purest thunder magic divine will in the wild world.

On the Throne of Dry Bones, it turned an ancient Great Sword Immortal into a puppet that returned to the peak realm.

The long scarlet serpent that surrounds the column is like the master of all the water gods in the wild world.

The Taoist priest in the snow-white robe refined half of the essence of one of the three rounds of the moon in the wild world into a natal object.

The three-headed and six-armed giant once took the lead in climbing the Great Wall of Sword Qi and was not killed by Chen Qingdu's sword. In this world, there is the territory of the ancestral hall, no matter how big or small, it is all broken.

The dragon robe woman with the crown of the emperor is determined to become the co-master of the mountain on the nine continents of the world, and the orderly circulation of incense in the world and the rebirth of the gods are all in her control. In exchange for the price, she gave the river she owned to another big demon of the same generation, and never again did the same thing in the world, before that, neither of them believed in anyone, and everyone wanted to eat each other, but now it is very different, and it has become a greater desire for each.

The owner of that broken robe was one of the peer sword cultivators who left the Great Wall of Sword Qi with Chen Qingdu and asked Sword Tuoyue Mountain, and he was once the best friend of the boss Sword Immortal.

The bearded man with the only disciple standing beside him, who had fought with Ah Liang, had drunk together, and had nothing to do, so he helped the old blind man move the mountain.

The man in the Confucian shirt is going to go to the vast world, and after the world is completely broken, he will reorganize the mountains and rivers, and then use his knowledge alone to educate the common people, and there is no class in teaching.

The big demon who has been restrained by the golden armor for countless years not only wants to go to the Haoran world, but also leads the army to the Qingyin world and to the white jade capital.

The old man of the sword wants to refine all the five famous mountains in the world into his own things, and he also wants to destroy the nine Xiongzhen Towers with his own hands, and then ask Bai Ze what he thinks.

The handsome man who wears a sword at his waist feels that his ambition is already the smallest, but he wants to collect all the beauties in the world, and the monk women on the mountain, even if they have no face, they are not unable to live, and they don't want to live if they lose their face, they don't need him to take action, there are thousands of ways to die waiting for them.

These fourteen-headed demons are the pinnacle of the wild world today.

Most of them have been awakened from their eternal sleep.

Part of it is that even if he is always awake, in the long history, he has always stayed in the lair, choosing to stand by and watch the battle on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and never intervene in the siege that happens to be once in a hundred years.

The seats in Valhalla are not static, and the number is not a fixed number, some fall, the throne will shatter by itself, and fall into the bottom of the well, and some juniors will be able to occupy a place in Valhalla, there is no such thing as seniority, those with high combat power will have a high throne, and the weak should look up to others. The history of the wild world is a history of strong men trampling on the bones of ants, gradually climbing high and achieving immortal deeds, and there are also secular dynasties that do not lose the world, standing up on the earth, with rules and etiquette large and small, but in the end it is not good, it can't be kept at all, and it can't withstand the trampling of some big demons who turn from neutral to hostile positions, and it will be short-lived forever in the long river of time.

The incomparable strength of the individual is always the ultimate pursuit of the strong in the wild world.

Other than that, it's all false.

All the internal friction, the destruction of thousands of demon clans, and the disappearance of countless ants are all solid steps for a single strong person to reach the top.

And then this handful of existences, checking and balancing each other, so as not to go to destruction together, is the only rule in this world, the existence of Valhalla, the increase and decrease of every new and old throne in the ancient well, is due to the rules.

The fourteen demons suddenly all fell to the ground.

From the center, an old man in gray slowly walked out, holding a childish child in his hand.

The child was holding a skull in his hand, and the man was still staring at him when he was dying, completely fearless, but seemed to have a great hatred.

Behind the gray-clothed old man and the childish boy, followed by a great demon of the Ascension Realm who bowed his head and bent over, it was the big demon who was in charge of the abbot's last siege battle, and he was also the one who was chased and killed by the new sword immortal at the head of the city.

The big demon Chongguang naturally didn't dare to show his true body, and swaggered behind the gray-clothed old man.

After the gray-clothed old man stopped, Chongguang strode forward according to the former's instructions, approaching the Great Wall of Sword Qi alone, and said loudly: "In the next big battle, the sword immortal who does not go all out to make his sword, the day the Great Wall of Sword Qi is breached, will not die! The rest of the sword cultivators in the lower five realms who are at the head of the city, those who are unwilling to use their swords, and those who leave the city, are all the first-class guests of my wild world, and they are guests!"

Above the city, there was silence.

Dong Sangen sneered: "The beasts of the upper five realms in the south, those who climb the city first will die first. ”

Chongguang turned his head, after all, even if he wanted to say cruel words, it would not be his turn.

The old man in gray patted the child's head, "Go, you used to be old friends, and now as a disciple of Tuoyue Mountain, you will greet Chen Qingdu." ”

The child dragged the blood-dried, staring skull with one hand, and walked out slowly, walking faster and faster, with a thunderous sound, and finally stood still, threw his head heavily, and rolled to the ground.

The owner of that head is a great sword immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi who has been hidden in the wild world for six hundred years, not only has high swordsmanship, but also is proficient in vertical and horizontal swordsmanship.

The child was a little aggrieved, turned his head and said, "Master, my realm is too low now, and there is a lot of sword qi on the other side of the city, so I can't throw it on the city." ”

The gray-clothed old man smiled: "As long as the mind arrives, not to mention the eyes of those sword immortals, they are all very good." ”

The child grinned, his gaze shifted, and he looked at the young man beside the bearded man, a little defiant.

The young man didn't say a word, but the swords behind him stood up and came out of their sheaths together.

The old man in gray looked up at the city, and there was only the old sword immortal in his eyes, Chen Qingdu.

Chen Qingdu put his hands behind his back, overlooked the earth, looked at him, and then stretched out his hand, casually pulled out the head of a Flying Ascension Realm demon from the prison north of the city, and then was instantly held in his hand by Chen Qingdu, and said with a smile: "This head, specially kept for you for so many years, is also the inheritance of Tuoyue Mountain." ”

The gray-clothed old man smiled: "Chen Qingdu, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, is it already so powerful?"

After a pause, the old man finally asked, "Then let you die again?"

Many foreign sword immortals in the city were confused.

Chen Qingdu said: "It is worthy of the resentment that has been held under the ground for thousands of years, no wonder as soon as he opened his mouth, he was so angry." ”

The gray-clothed old man shook his head, "I heard that the new sword is called Changqi, it's not good, it's not good, it's not good." ”

Chen Qingdu always put his hands behind his back and smiled: "If you are a girl, you will have the ability to know whether I can do it or not." ”

There was a whistle on the city.

It seems that it's not just the sword cultivators in the city who like this.

In fact, the sword immortal is similar.

The boy returned to the old man in gray and shook his master's sleeve, "That's convincing. ”

The gray-clothed old man was not annoyed at all, he looked down at the retreat disciple who had bothered to find it and was still incomplete, but said with a smile: "These people, whether they are alive or dead, whether they are sword cultivators or not, they are the most powerful in kung fu." In the future, if you want to learn this most unpopular skill, you can learn it casually on the side of the vast world. ”

The big demon sitting on the railing of the Immortal Mansion laughed out loud and said, "You Chen Qingdu, you are really respectable, hateful and pitiful, but the most pitiful. Imprisoned these big demons without killing, as the sword grinding stone of the sword immortal, as well as the production of that Danfang, should be scolded by the scholars in the world, right? Pulling the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi to die here, and being hated by his own people? Do you say you are pitiful? You are all dead once, and you have to be poked in the back in the back, Chen Qingdu, Chen Qingdu, if I am you, or die, worry-free. ”

Chen Qingdu didn't even look at this peak demon.

looked left and right at those immortal Qionglou Yuyu, and asked, "You are also worthy of talking to the boss sword immortal?"

The big demon smiled and said, "Talking to Chen Qingdu may be a little less qualified, but talking to you should be enough." ”

The kid walked out alone again, and finally walked to the side of the head, stepped on the head of the Great Sword Immortal, looked up and smiled: "I'm twelve years old now, aren't you many geniuses in the Great Wall of Sword Qi?

Old Sword Immortal Qi Tingji frowned and said: "This little cub wants Ning Yao to show up, and after exchanging his life for his life, he wants you to leave the city, that old thing is so good that he can occupy the right time and place." ”

Chen Qingdu nodded and smiled: "That's the idea." But it doesn't matter, you can't catch this provocation, and you still have to defend the Great Wall of Sword Qi. ”

Chen Qingdu beckoned.

A group of young people appeared behind him, more than ten people, Pang Yuanji, Chen Sanqiu, and Dong Huafu, all among them.

Of course, there are also Ning Yao, who has already been out of the customs, and Chen Ping'an, who was originally standing in the pavilion of the Dragon Cliff.

Chen Qingdu stretched out his arm, lifted the head, turned his head and smiled: "Who will pay me back." ”

Ning Yao took a step forward, but was held down by a hand on his shoulder.

Chen Ping'an said: "I'll go." ”

Chen Qingdu smiled and said, "I'm not afraid that the only opportunity will be used up like this?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Then let's talk about it then." ”

Chen Qingdu casually threw out the head of the Flying Ascension Realm Great Demon, "Let go of your hands and feet, and have a good fight." ”

Dressed in a green shirt and jumped on the city, then stepped into the air, ran down the wall, and then suddenly stood still, as if his feet were rooted, his knees squatted slightly, and with a bang, he shot like an arrow to the southern land, just catching the falling head, picking it up with one hand, carrying it with the other, and finally falling to the ground.

On the ground, the child lifted his toes, pulled the dust-stained sword fairy head in his hand, and walked slowly.

The two sides are more than 100 steps apart.

Chen Qingdu sneered: "The outcome of the field will determine between you and me, who will step forward and take a sword, how about it?"

The gray-clothed old man nodded, "Why not?"

On the field, the confrontation between the two sides, the child smiled and stretched out his hand.

Chen Ping'an directly threw out the big demon head, and the child also raised his arm at the same time, intentionally or unintentionally throwing the sword fairy head high.

The child didn't reach out to pick up the head of the big demon of the same sect in Yueshan, trampled it to the ground, patted the blood on his body, leaned forward, and then wrapped his arms around his chest, "You guy, you look light, not enough to fight." ”

The young man in the green shirt took the head, held it in front of him, and gently wiped the face of the unknown great sword immortal with one hand, making him close his eyes.

But this action is a big flaw.

After the kid's punch, a green shirt fell back and fell out for dozens of feet, and a not too deep ravine was drawn on the ground, but it still stood still.

The child stood in the position where the young man had stood, nodded, and said happily, "It's okay, you can play with me for a while." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, the sword immortal head in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and the great sword immortal Yue Qing clamped the head under his armpit and clenched his fists towards the young man.

The child smiled: "Punch you for a chance, after that, I will do my best, you will die very quickly." Compared to my original opponent Ning Yao, her pair of waste fathers and mothers must have died much faster. ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at the child, then lowered his head, rolled up his sleeves, the corners of his mouth curled, and finally there were more and more smiles on his face, his eyes became more and more silent, and the things that were bitterly depressed in his heart just looked up.

So finally when he looked up.

It was a young face with a hideous smile.