"Huh? I don't see any spiritual energy, but I can form a good grade spiritual array, which is incredible, but it is somewhat interesting. The Twin Sword Cultivator shook the long knife slightly, and the sword qi lingering on it was thrown away, looking at Yang Yi and thinking carefully.

Yang Yi was overjoyed when he saw the faintly cracked lines on the corners of his clothes, but his complexion remained the same, and he even said with a strong mockery: "Is this it? Aren't you tickling me? I thought it was powerful just by listening to your tone at the beginning, but that's it." ”

The Twin Sword Cultivator didn't care at all, but rubbed his smooth chin, looking up and down at Yang Yi, who was extremely ordinary no matter how he looked at it, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head.

The voice of the second eagle echoed in this heaven and earth: "There is a wisp of qi leaking out from the impact just now, and those in the inner city who should come and should not come are aware of it, this place should not stay for a long time, you have to leave here as soon as possible." ”

The double sword cultivator turned his right hand, and the blade of the sword slid inward into the scabbard gently, the movement was smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Yang Yi's face sank, and he frowned: "What do you mean by this? I ran in front of us inexplicably, and I fought inexplicably, and finally I wanted to leave inexplicably?"

The Twin Sword Cultivator just smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, as long as you are still in the inner city, we will have the opportunity to meet, and there will be no shortage of this time." ”

Then, the figure and the old man dissipated together, the dark and strange twilight gradually faded, and the originally dim attics on both sides did not know when the lights were lit, and the noisy voices as thin as mosquitoes and flies began to fill this fast track.

The coachman waited quietly under the carriage for a while, and occasionally the horsemen on the carriages passing by gave them a strange look at the coachman lying under the carriage, not understanding what kind of performance art he was playing.

When the coachman saw that there seemed to be nothing unusual around him, he slowly climbed out from under the carriage, only to find that the two guests and the strange knife-bearer had disappeared at some point.

The coachman shivered all over, his heart was hairy, and his body was cold.

"It turned out that the gods were here to destroy the evil spirits, damn it, today it was the blood mold that poured eight lifetimes for me to encounter such a disgusting thing, bad luck, bad luck!"

Speaking of this, I thought of the purple-clothed girl who looked very weak in my mind, and the cold sweat on the coachman's forehead couldn't help but fall: "Listen to them, the more beautiful and weak the ghosts and monsters, all of them are cannibalistic and unblinking, good guy, I can be regarded as taking a turn from the ghost gate!

The carriage hurried away from the strange giant tree with a whisper of invective, and sped away at the end of the direction it had come from, until it was gone.

On the other branch of the giant tree, a graceful figure sat there quietly, legs rippling, green silk moving with the wind, rubbing a delicate face.

On one side, there was a man in a coarse linen coat, a pair of straw sandals with a hole in his toe, his appearance was extremely ordinary, and if he put his face full of stubble in the crop field, it is estimated that most people would think that he was an old farmer who had been running a family for many years.

It is self-evident that such a sloppy man and such a delicate and beautiful girl are sitting together.

"Ah, I thought we were fast enough, but we were still preempted, but unfortunately, I couldn't see the true face of the Great Heavenly Master. There was a hint of worry on the girl's delicate face.

The rough man held his chin, and his cheeks moved slightly, as if he was chewing something.

On the eaves where the second eagle was originally standing, there were two more figures at this time, and the whole body was tightly wrapped, one high and one low, and it was impossible to distinguish between men and women with the naked eye.

The slender figure, the bright eyes under the hood were firmly fixed on the ground where the original Twin Sword Cultivator and Yang Yi had friction, and they couldn't see why.

The short figure laughed out loud and said, "Maybe it's this great heavenly master who doesn't show up in real life who has calculated us all, just like a street monkey artist who is an ordinary man, and there are many people watching our jokes." ”

The rough man glanced at the two figures, and said in a muffled voice: "Heh, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid, I can feel the entanglement of sword qi and aura just now, I'm afraid you're not blind, if the Heavenly Master is really as boring as you said, it's a big joke." ”

The diminutive figure smiled, not answering, or rather daring to answer.

Three more figures flew by, all three of them were wearing long swords hanging from their waists, wearing green shirts, and their demeanor was graceful.

After seeing the rough man, one of the middle took a step forward, arched his hand and said with a smile: "Lingzhou Qingyuan Sword Sect Qingyang has seen the Sect Master of Qishan, and I have heard that the Sect Master of Qi was invited to come to Huaiyang City to board the ship, so I have already prepared some gifts to give to the Sect Master of Qi when I board the ship, but I never thought that it would be in such a form to meet again, so I can only send it to your old hands when I see you again." ”

The two of them hugged their fists together to show respect, but there was more fear in their eyes.

The slender figure in black, with bright eyes under the hood, reflected the beautiful cheeks beautifully, and it was actually a woman.

The woman blinked her eyes, as if she didn't quite believe that this person was actually the Great Sect Master of Qishan to the west of Mingzhen Ling Prefecture.

Legend has it that the great sect master of Qishan was a small mountain village when he was young, isolated from the world, and his family was poor, he ate this meal without a meal, and when it was serious, he did not eat for half a month, but fortunately, the neighbors found out in time so that the boy would not starve to death at home.

In the end, I don't know what happened, the young Qishan Great Sect Master was determined to cultivate, but instead of the traditional cultivators and sword cultivators, he was a more pure true martial artist.

If the traditional cultivator is compared to the Yangguan Avenue that sublimates the world of Kyushu, then the sword cultivation is the iron chain bridge between the steep canyons, swaying in the wind, and it is very likely to fall down the cliff.

And the path of pure martial arts, whether it is the difficulty of cultivation or the status of the world in Kyushu, is like a broken wooden stick between the steep cliffs, taking a wrong step and never recovering, and being ridiculed, I feel that pure martial arts is just a cultivation future without aura and the tempering mind of sword qi, and it is a way to escape reality and deceive others.

Therefore, when the Qishan Sect Master began to practice the martial arts route with the main purpose of building a strong flesh when he was young, no one could be optimistic.

But he never thought that the sect master of Qishan sneaked into the primitive mountains to practice for a full twenty years, and after leaving the mountain, only one person inexplicably killed in the famous big sect west of Lingzhou at that time, and the monks on the Three Realms Mountain would die instantly as long as they were close to the sect master of Qishan.

One person broke into the sect with two fists, all the way like a flood and a beast, the gods blocked the great gods, and the Buddha blocked **, just half an hour, and half of the monks of the Three Realms fell among the great sects.

Immediately, the Sect Master of Qishan stood in the hall of the sect, staring closely at the sect master of the mountain who had just stepped into the Five Realms, and what he said was unknown to outsiders, only that the Great Sect Master of the Five Realms was all shattered by the spiritual pills in the body of the Sect Master of Qishan with one punch, and the spiritual energy flowed backwards, the sea of qi surged like a surging river, the seven orifices bled out, and the eyes rolled and fainted.

Since then, it has become famous, created the Qi Mountain Sect, and squeezed into the top ten strongest sects west of Lingzhou in only one year.

According to the grapevine, no one has seen the Qi Mountain Sect Master pour out a punch with all his strength so far, but it is only inferred that it may be that the cultivators of the peak cultivation of the Five Realms will not be able to eat good fruits after being approached by the arrogant Qi Mountain Sect Master.

There is only one person, the name of the martial arts in the world, even if you are a so-called cultivator who is high, I can crush you with one punch, if you can't do it with one punch, then two punches!

The rough man looked at the young sword cultivator who claimed to be the Qingwan Sword Sect, and just one glance made the latter feel a trace of palpitations.

It's like a brutal primitive beast staring at its prey.

"Pure martial arts, it's terrifying. The young sword cultivator, who was the only closed disciple of the Qingwan Sword Sect today, sweated in his heart, and only exhaled softly when he saw the rough man turn his head to look at the other side.

He was also aware of the terrifying aura set off by Yang Yi in the outer city, and he was not interested in it, but he suddenly noticed that the source of that aura was wrapped together with an extremely strong sword aura, so he came with the two sword sect leaders he brought out from the Qingwan Sword Sect.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed, he met the sect master of Qishan Sect, which was a bit big, for fear that he would offend this arrogant and pure martial artist by saying the wrong sentence, and he would die a tragic death in vain.

Only then did the rough man swallow what he was chewing in his mouth, and said loudly: "Come out, there is nothing to hide, after all, this is Huaiyang City, not Qishan, I will not disobey the rules set by the Yellow City Lord, and I am also a law-abiding person." ”