Previously, when Ning Yao went out of the formation alone, planning to break the formation first, the front-line demon clan was blocked, and when Ning Yao killed through the formation, led the six sword cultivators, and came to the vicinity of the golden long river, the demon clan armies on both sides of the battlefield accelerated their rush to the formation, trying to stay away from this woman "Sword Immortal" who was too sharp with her sword.

At this moment, Ning Yao seemed to be the overseer who "helped suppress the formation", and the demon army rushed forward desperately.

Therefore, after Fan Dache took the lead in leaving the two of them, he inexplicably became a Jindan sword cultivator, alone, chasing and killing the vast demon clan army.

Fan Dache felt that just based on this matter, he should drink a pot of the most expensive Qingshen Mountain wine when he turned around, and his combat exploits were enough, and he finally didn't have to borrow money from Chen Sanqiu to buy wine.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the front of the battlefield, the rear formation of the demon clan army became thicker and tighter, and they swarmed forward with extreme speed, and the higher the realm of the demon clan monks, the farther away from the rear of the three of them, of course, in fact, just to stay away from Ning Yao alone, he and Fan Dache.

said: "Sword cultivation on both sides, because of our relationship, the pressure will be a lot greater." ”

Ning Yao said, "Then try to meet with the sword cultivator at the front as soon as possible." Specifically, how do you say it?"

Chen Ping'an stepped on the sword fang's long sword, becoming more and more accustomed to the sword sticking to the ground, and quickly rolled up his sleeves, "This time I will open the formation, your palace." Once the Jin Dan and the Yuan Infant Demon Clan appear, they will be handed over to you to dispose of. ”

Ning Yao asked, "Don't you plan to sacrifice the flying sword?"

"Only punches. Just enough to polish the bottleneck of the martial arts. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Don't worry, the speed of opening the battle is definitely not comparable to you, but compared to other battlefields, it will not be slow." ”

Ning Yao nodded and said, "Then just punch." ”

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, the sword was like a rainbow, and after following Fan Dache, he spoke to him in his heart: "Da Che, you take the sword in the center, I will start the battle in front, no matter what happens during the period, you don't have to care, just keep the sword forward." I may not be too distracted to take care of you, but with Her Royal Highness Ning Yao, it shouldn't be a big problem. ”

Fan Dache said in a deep voice: "Okay!"

In fact, when the second shopkeeper didn't come to the sentence "Da Che", Fan Da Che knew that he needed to be more careful.

In an instant, Chen Ping'an's imperial sword, who was wearing two clothes robes, suddenly sped up, straightened up, and roared away.

On the way to the sword, there was still a distance of more than 100 zhang from the demon clan army in front of him, Chen Ping'an had already pulled out the boxing frame, stepped on it, and the long sword under his feet fell obliquely, it was overwhelmed, and it became a veritable flying close to the ground, in the eyes of Fan Dache behind him, Chen Ping'an's figure disappeared in an instant in the same place, obviously he didn't use the square inch charm that shrunk into inches, he already had the effect of the square inch charm, didn't he have been in the martial arts gold body realm for more than a year, and then he broke the bottleneck and became a grandmaster of the Far Traveling Realm?

Ning Yao chose Edgeworth this time and explained to Fan Dache: "He is still only in the Golden Body Realm, and he has not traveled far away. After wearing three magic robes, it is no longer to save his life, it is just to suppress his fist intent, coupled with the sword qi to a certain extent, the three of them temper each other, which can be regarded as a kind of experience. It's similar to the Jianghu martial arts style with sandbags tied to your feet all day long. ”

The reason why Ning Yao is willing to say so much.

Of course, because it is related to Chen Ping'an.

And Fan Dache is a mutual friend of her and Chen Ping'an, and Chen Ping'an takes the most care of Fan Dache, not just because Fan Dache's realm is not enough, it seems that in Fan Dache, Chen Ping'an can see a lot of shadows of his past years, fragmented and pieced together, it will be natural and extraordinarily close.

It's just that Ning Yao can't figure out the specific reason here, I believe that Chen Ping'an will be free in the future, or Lord Yinguan will finally be busy.

Naturally, he would have told her.

Ning Yao said: "When he first started to learn boxing in his hometown in his early years, he tied a bag full of gravel to his legs, and the first time he went out to travel, he used half a catty talisman and eight taels of talismans, he has long been used to this, he doesn't know how hard he punches, what will happen in the end, since he doesn't know how heavy and fast the punch is, then the opponent is even more unclear." ”

Between the words, Ning Yao slashed out with a sword, it was a Jindan demon monk on the battlefield elsewhere, glancing at her from a distance, Ning Yao felt a sense in his heart, the sword fairy in his hand, after a sword, above the line, it was like a knife cutting tofu, especially the demon monk who was targeted, his body was split in half, and the corpse was slammed to both sides, and a golden pill was blown up, affecting countless pond fish.

Ning Yao didn't have a reason to think of a trivial matter.

I remember that Chen Ping'an, who was still a teenager, carried a locust wood sword box and two swords, and when he came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to find her for the first time, when the two were alone, he liked to have nothing to say, and said a lot of things in the countryside, such as the carpenter playing the ink line, the skilled carpenter master, and the playing line was very accurate.

Ning Yao rarely glanced at the battlefield after a sword, it was quite like that.

Fan Dache didn't know how to talk at all.

In fact, standing by Ning Yao's side, the pressure was unimaginable.

Chen Sanqiu, a good friend, once said to Fan Dache in private that when he and Diezhang and these friends, if the realm is one level lower than Ning Yao, it is actually fine, but once the two sides are in the same realm, then they will really doubt life. Am I really a sword cultivator? My realm is not fake, is it?

It's just that Fan Dache watched Chen Sanqiu drinking wine leisurely and complaining, but Chen Sanqiu was full of smiles.

The second shopkeeper once said that wine is the best fishing rod in the world, which can hook the drunkard's heartfelt words to his mouth, especially my family's Zhuhai Cave Heavenly Wine, which is even more amazing.

is probably able to become friends with Ning Yao, even a proud son like Chen Sanqiu, who will also feel pressured, but it is worth drinking happily.

Fan Dache carefully watched the surroundings of the battlefield, in fact, it was empty, and there seemed to be no danger, but Fan Dache was still worried that under the earth, there were some sneaky demon clan monks hidden, who would poke him with a sword or smash a magic weapon.

On the battlefield, there are a lot of such things.

Fan Dache once saw a sword cultivator of the same age with excellent qualifications with his own eyes, and by accident, a monk of the mountain-moving demon clan who was hiding in the ground calculated the trajectory of the sword early, broke through the ground, grabbed the two ankles of the sword cultivator, and directly tore the latter in half. On the battlefield, the really most terrifying enemy is often not the kind of powerful demon clan that bottlenecks the realm and crushes a battlefield somewhere. Only seek to be tough, shoot insidiously, good at camouflage, always pursue a blow to kill, kill people invisibly, and escape decisively if you miss a blow, this kind of demon clan monk is more like a fish in water on the battlefield, lives for a long time, sneakily wanders around the battlefield, and the accumulation of combat achievements is actually very considerable.

It is said that the youngest sword immortal in the Upper Five Realms in the wild world, the big demon named Shouchen, rose step by step with this insidious path back then.

What's even more terrifying is that even if Shouchen becomes a sword immortal in the upper five realms, he still likes to act so sneakily, concealing the aura of the big demon, deliberately suppressing the atmosphere of the sword immortal, and has always been a monk of the Jindan demon clan, throwing himself into the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity.

Because of this, Ah Liang personally searched for the movements of the Shouchen in a war, and was finally found by Ah Liang, and handed out a sword from afar, but the Shouchen himself was a sword fairy, and at that time he used a talisman of the preacher and finally escaped from the battlefield.

Fan Dache was suddenly stunned.

Isn't that the second shopkeeper in his own house exactly like this? And can it be regarded as the level of the ancestor of this industry?

It's just a pity that he has become the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Otherwise, even if the second shopkeeper does not serve as his Fan Dache's sword master, Chen Ping'an alone haunts the battlefields everywhere, plus he has become a sword cultivator, and he is a pure martial artist, and Chen Ping'an's ability to control the battlefield in a subtle way, as well as the accurate calculation of the combat power of the enemy and the enemy on a certain battlefield, I believe that whether it is the accumulation of combat merits or the growth speed, it will not be inferior to the great demon of the scarf.

Ning Yao's sword immortal demeanor is of course thrilling and fascinating.

But no matter how much awe and admiration he had, Ning Yao was just Ning Yao, and no one of the peers of the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi could learn from Ning Yao.

But the second shopkeeper's style of opposing the enemy, in fact, even Fan Dache can learn, as long as he has the heart, witnesses it with his own eyes, listens and sees more, and remembers more, he can use it for his own use, and cultivate diligently, as long as he has a slight chance of winning on the battlefield, he can often help Jian Xiu kill an accident.

On the battlefield ahead, after Chen Ping'an no longer resisted the sword, he took the initiative to fall into a heavy encirclement and fell into a thick encirclement of the demon clan

In the middle.

The fist frame is wide open, and the majestic fist is like a river pouring down, which is similar to that of Ning Yao's previous sword qi formation in a small world.

Those who are not careful, or dare to get close, will be the enemy of my fist first.

A demon clan with a body as big as a pavilion is not only enlightened and a monk, but also two natal objects are specially used to superimpose talisman powers, relying on their naturally strong physique, rampant on the battlefield.

As a result, Chen Ping'an was directly opened the way with his fist, and the whole person was like a long sword, cutting it in half on the spot, and the surging blood was shocked and repelled by the fist intent.

It's better to hit someone a thousand times.

Chen Ping'an only punched the enemy.

One person is trapped, surrounded by enemies on all sides.

still strive to kill the enemy with one punch, hurt his roots, and shatter his soul.

Each punch seems to be saving energy, but each punch is actually extremely powerful and heavy, unstoppable, the purity of the fist intent, faintly, can actually make the surrounding sword qi take the initiative to avoid.

A demon monk who couldn't hide, burly and two feet tall, picked up a sledgehammer and smashed it down.

In the face of the legendary Ning Yao, he may just be waiting for death, but with the "young man" in front of him who has no flying sword and only has extremely high boxing skills, he does not lack the heart of the battle.

Chen Ping'an stretched out a hand against the sledgehammer that was split on the head, and the whole person was shrouded in shadows, Chen Ping'an's ankle moved more than an inch, and unloaded the huge force to the ground, even so, he was still smashed into the ground with his knees sunk into the ground.

was able to dodge but didn't dodge, carried a heavy hammer, and deliberately froze a little, in order to let the demon monks hide around and feel that there was an opportunity.

A demon clan soldier monk wearing fine iron rune armor, holding a knife in both hands, approached Chen Ping'an, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he slashed.

There was also a Jindan monk who took out his sleeve with one hand, threw out two golden talismans painted with the true shape of the five mountains and the winding rivers respectively, and then stretched out a palm and lifted it heavily.

The land around Chen Ping'an's feet was first frozen by the Jindan monk with a spell, and the land within a radius of dozens of zhang was sealed.

The golden mountain talisman manifested five mountains of different colors and only the size of a fist, four of which hung beside the young martial artist, and only the talisman Zhongyue smashed into the opponent's head.

Chen Ping'an, who was holding the sledgehammer with one hand, raised his left hand and directly grabbed the pitch-black magic knife with a filthy atmosphere as thick as ink, and the pure fist intent in the palm of his hand rubbed against the black knife light, and the fire splashed everywhere.

With a twist of his wrist, he dragged the soldier monk who was unwilling to let go of his hand and throw away his knife in front of him, and hit the pocket mountain made of golden talismans.

The hammer-smashing demon clan, who had already completed the duty of luring the enemy, could no longer smash the sledgehammer in his hand, so he temporarily withdrew his weapon and raised his arm high, wanting to do it again.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the monk of the demon clan of the soldier family did not want to be hit by that Zhongyue, nor did he want to be hit by the subsequent sledgehammer, so he resolutely abandoned the knife and retreated, kicked the young man in the chest, and took advantage of the situation to retreat.

The next moment, Chen Ping'an, who had been using Zhu Yong's ape boxing fight, suddenly turned into the peak boxing of the autumn, and the slender "boy" who showed a slight loose shoulders and a rickety waist and back immediately returned to his normal body, and the fist intent changed, becoming more and more vigorous, directly shattering the surrounding spell ban, and smashing it on top of the pocket Zhongyue with a punch, when the fist touched the small mountain, a wave of crazy scattered fist intent ripples, shattering the mountain into a ball of sputtered golden light.

Chen Ping'an, who was still holding the magic knife near the tip of the knife in his left hand, slipped out upside down, dodging the second heavy hammer of the burly demon clan.

The knife in his left hand was withdrawn a little, and his right fist was released in the shape of a palm knife, and he cut it down with a knife, chopping the magic knife in two, so that the soldier demon clan who originally wanted to take the initiative to blow up this attacking natal object, did not steal the chicken, but instead spurted out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and glanced at the young man who was still besieged by Siyue in the formation, this soldier monk was directly away from this battlefield.

The four mountains formed by the manifestation and condensation of the golden material rune, although they are small, hovering in the air at this moment, there is still a good atmosphere of the mountains standing on the earth.

Surrounded the black-clothed young man and the hammer in the formation, but the central mountain was missing, and it was slightly insufficient.

Fortunately, another golden talisman has turned into a water Jiao several feet long, and after all, it has formed a pattern of mountain and water flowing.

The burly demon clan who was so involved that he could only fight with the young man no longer spared his life, and on the battlefield, he was not afraid of death and would die, but there were also those who were afraid of death and died.

The burly demon clan is holding a sledgehammer, and he is fierce, and in the cage of the Siyue formation where there is a water Jiao to kill, he goes straight to the unreasonable boy with a heavy fist, and he can exchange his life with it!

In the end, he was punched by the young man and broke his chest, before that, the talisman water Jiao collided again and again, and it had already worn out the burly demon clan to a blur, it is estimated that this result, even the Jindan demon clan did not expect in advance, it turned out to be a mutual pit of Taoist friends who died first and did not live, because after the young man punched the burly demon clan, he totoed a little, jumped high, held the latter's head, crashed into the water Jiao, and chose to blow up the burly demon clan of Jindan by himself, and the body and soul were wiped out with the water Jiao.

Brother Jindan looked at it, and the young man ripped off the broken robe, and then he was still wearing a robe inside.

The face on his face was also broken, so it was removed by the young man casually, and put it in his sleeve, and even the sledgehammer on the ground disappeared, and it was included in the things at hand.

Monk Jin Dan did not hesitate, regardless of the Siyue talisman, and performed a unique technique, turning into several puffs of green smoke, and walked away separately.

Chen Ping'an did not deliberately chase and kill this Jindan monk, he missed the constraints of a magic robe on his fist intent, and became more and more abundant in his fist, pushing the four crumbling pocket mountains away, and on the way forward, he handed out four punches from afar, and the four golden rays of light burst apart, and in an instant, nearly a hundred demon clans were killed and injured on the battlefield. Without a face to hide, the demon army didn't know who was the first to shout out the word "hidden official", and the army that was still trying to form a formation to meet the enemy under the supervision of the battle fled violently.

Chen Ping'an's subsequent route to the battle was no longer to rush straight forward, but to choose to draw a big circle on the battlefield, and then slightly offset forward, the more he fled, the faster he fled, and the more he punched and killed first.

A mouthful of martial arts pure true qi, punching non-stop, when the fight is about to be exhausted, look for a chance to take a breath, if the situation is dangerous, then hold on to a breath.

On the battlefield, if you make enemies on all sides, can you compare to the fist of the martial artist of the Ten Realms? Deal with the latter, that is the real life hanging by a thread, the so-called physical tenacity, under the punch of the martial artist of the Ten Realms at the peak of the Nine Realms, is it not also a paper paste? You can only rely on guessing, gambling, and instinct, and you can get closer to the people who are psychic and have a heart to follow the fist.

For Chen Ping'an, as long as there is no Yuan Ying Sword Cultivator to hide,

The so-called one-person trap, the battlefield is not a battlefield at all, and it has always been a catch-and-fight.

Li Er once said that the heads-up that almost killed Song Changjing accidentally killed Song Changjing, the qualification of the king of the Dali Domain, of course, was good, but the fist was still too light at that time, but the reason why Song Changjing was able to support it for so long at that time was that Song Changjing was not only a person who practiced martial arts, but also a martial artist who fought on the battlefield.

Now that Chen Ping'an is on the battlefield, he is seeking the first level of this kind of meteorological realm, the mountains and rivers are tens of millions, and those who are really close to each other can have many mountains and rivers?

As long as the punch is heavy enough, the body is fast enough, and the eyes are accurate enough, it is nothing more than wading through the water and mountains, and "slowly" passing through one place at a time.

After that, Chen Ping'an, who was fighting, became more and more pure, whether he walked or flicked, he was always walking in six steps, and the only punches were the iron horse chisel formation, the godman drum and the cloud steaming Daze three styles.

Although Li Er is a martial artist of the Ten Realms, but for boxing, he didn't say much when he fed boxing in the ruins of the Lion Peak Immortal Mansion, and occasionally said a few words, and he was also outspoken, saying that he listened to Zheng Dafeng often chanted, Li Er and Chen Ping'an said these words, maybe you listened to it useful, anyway, a few words of boxing theory, there is no weight, and it can't be pressed.

Among them, there is that sentence, there is an enemy in the eyes to start punching, the intention of being invincible is to pass the gods, the fist is great, everywhere in the law, and the law is unhindered at all times.

In this battle, Chen Ping'an would neither torture and kill those roaring fierce demon clans with his fists, nor would he show mercy to those young demon clan monks who were full of fear and pleading with their eyes.

Pure martial arts, just punching.

Those who are high in skill live, and those who are light in fist die.

Chen Ping'an, a martial artist on the battlefield, looked silent

, with indifferent eyes.

Ning Yao only reminded Fan Dache of one sentence, "Don't get close to him." ”

Chen Ping'an's thoughts became less and less, and all his thoughts and worries in the past were put down, and he was infinitely close to the so-called "selfless memorization" realm of Li Er.

I didn't use the shrinking talisman, let alone the first and fifteenth days of the first month, and I didn't even sacrifice pine needles and cough thunder that could pull the body.

As for the two natal flying swords, the cage finch and the well bottom moon are even more useful, and they will definitely not appear early.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an had even completely forgotten that he was a sword cultivator, with four flying swords and two natal flying swords.

The demon army formed the thickest place, and the fist intent had arrived before the people arrived.

Ning Yao was still looking for those high-level Jindan and Yuanying Demon Clans.

Fan Dache still has nothing to do, fortunately, compared to Ning Yao's previous battle, the group just followed the sword, this time Chen Ping'an opened the battle with his fist, and Fan Dache had more opportunities to come out of the sword.

Previously, Ning Yao fought with a sword alone, and the battle was too fast.

The north-south battle line on the left and right wings, the sword cultivators who fought in the city were still far away from this golden river, and they didn't go half the way, and the further they went, the slower the speed of breaking the formation and killing the enemy, and it was very likely that before they were halfway, they needed to withdraw to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the second sword cultivator who was recuperating at the head of the city took turns to deal with this tug-of-war of corpses everywhere.

Elsewhere in the vast battlefield between the golden river and the city wall, the sword cultivator who was the fastest to go south at the moment could only be pushed to the halfway point, and that was because of the Yuanying sword cultivator Qi Hunt who helped take the lead in opening the way.

The four of them returned to the north, and more than a dozen people on the front next to them went south to cultivate the sword, one end and the other, strangling the demon army.

The four young genius sword cultivators, standing in a row, separated by seventy or eighty zhang distance from each other, no longer pursuing the speed and depth of the chisel array, and began to kill as much as possible the demon clan army, so the four sword cultivators began to step on the long sword, Zhenyu, red makeup, scriptures, purple electricity, in the posture of the sword, sacrificed their own natal flying swords, all the way back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword is called "White Deer", one of the natal powers of the flying sword, is the scene of the white deer, on the battlefield, there will be a white deer as big as a house, the Lingzhi is Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword, the white deer is naturally covered with sword light, the surrounding is like snow, and can independently gather aura, which is very strange.

On the battlefield, the white deer with a sword light like snow all over his body collided wantonly, with great killing power.

Legend has it that before Chen Sanqiu gave birth to the natal flying sword, he had an afternoon dream when he was young, and before the elk swam, he knelt on all fours and took the initiative to recognize the master.

Therefore, among the younger generation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Sanqiu is known for his romance, and he definitely has a lot of money.

Good family background, good temper, good skin, good popularity, good qualifications, except for the young master of the Chen family, the wine is a little worse, and there is almost no fault with it.

And gods like Bailu are often somewhat implicated in the ethereal literary fortune, so Chen Sanqiu got the "Sutra", one of the ancient swords that Da Li imitated Bai Yujing, and complemented each other. Because Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword is one of the very few rare existences with two kinds of natal supernatural powers, in addition to sacrificing the flying sword and the appearance of the white deer, it can also invisibly increase Chen Sanqiu's literary fortune, so Chen Sanqiu is actually not only an innate sword embryo, but also a natural reading seed.

You must know that in the vast world, there are only two Confucian saints in the realm of sword immortals, the three university palaces and the seventy-two academies.

It's a pity that Chen Sanqiu was born on the Great Wall of Sword Qi where there are few scholars, and the most important thing is that Chen Sanqiu is still surnamed Chen, and he can't go to that foreign land where there are schools everywhere and books are full of sound.

The sword cultivator who was able to win the title of genius in the Great Wall of Sword Qi actually has a story for everyone.

As long as it is a sword cultivator who likes to drink, anyone can get drunk, even if they are drunk to death, there is a reason.

Ning Yao was always not far away, and followed Chen Ping'an, who was only in charge of punching.

Ning Yao vaguely felt a thought of Chen Ping'an, maybe Chen Ping'an himself was unaware of it at the moment.

If my fist is high in the sky, the battlefield south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and I Chen Ping'an are the enemy, I don't need to use the sword, I will die.

Ning Yao didn't think it was bad, but he felt that it might not be the best, there was only one reason, he was Chen Ping'an.

So Ning Yao shouted, "Chen Ping'an." ”

On the battlefield, Chen Ping'an immediately stopped his fists and turned his head, a little puzzled.

Fan Dache was a little unstable in his sword intent for a moment, but a strange feeling disappeared in a flash.

Ning Yao said: "Keep punching, I'm behind me." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Ning Yao wanted to say this, but he still smiled and nodded.

The robe that I borrowed from Pang Yuanji earlier had been broken and put away, and the one on my body was so broken that I didn't need to collect it, so it was gently scattered with fist intent, like a dandelion flying away in all directions.

Not only that, but even the Ningfu green shirt robe was also put away, so Chen Ping'an was only wearing a robe of the most common material at the moment.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and unconsciously, within a radius of dozens of zhang with him as the center, there were no living demon clans on the battlefield.

Chen Ping'an shook his wrist with one hand, gently clenched his fist with the other hand and released it, the white bones of his hands were exposed, it was normal, the pain was of course, but this long-lost familiar feeling made him feel at ease.

Don't eat a little pain, what kind of boxing to practice, what to practice.

Chen Ping'an looked into the distance, and finally raised his gaze, only to find that the big character engraved on the wall was very familiar.

Violent.

The handwriting is really not good-looking.

Chen Ping'an subconsciously looked up at the sky.

It's okay to come late, don't come back.

Even if it's just to return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in half of my hometown, it's good to take a look, but as for whether you can come out of the sword, you can come and talk about it.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and grabbed it, only to remember that the sword fang long sword had already collapsed.

Then he took out the magic knife of the Yuanying Demon Clan that moved the mountain from the nearby objects, which was narrow and sharp, and the treasure was clear.

Chen Ping'an held this magic knife that had no owner, the rank was extremely high, a first-class magic weapon, and gently weighed it, the weight was enough, and then he continued to fight.

A moment later.

Fan Dache couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him.

Ning Yao was rubbing his brows.

In front of the two, Chen Ping'an was slashing with a knife.

Fan Dache felt that this was probably a thief.

Moment.

Ning Yao handed out a sword.

It's not to save Chen Ping'an, even if the person who attacked it was a hidden Yuanying Sword cultivator.

And with that, the one who chose to assassinate Ning Yao was the previous Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal who was proficient in the way of concealment.

Ordinary mountain immortals, if they are in a high realm, they choose at this time, even if they will not save those in a low realm, they will inevitably have a trace of hesitation.

Ning Yao had no distracting thoughts, and his sword heart became clearer and brighter.

She can kill the enemy, he can live.

Ning Yao believes in himself, and he believes in Chen Ping'an.

Ning Yao, who had been deliberately pressing the Jindan bottleneck for many years, casually entered the bottleneck of the Yuanying Realm in an instant.

After Ning Yao took out his sword, he could still be distracted and glanced at the city.

Chen Qingdu stood at the head of the city with his hands behind his back, smiling.

Wei Jin on the side smiled bitterly: "Boss Sword Immortal, why did you deliberately suppress Ning Yao's Breaking Realm?"

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Don't worry, you don't have to deliberately fight for those vain titles, become the first sword immortal under the age of thirty in history, do you need it?"

Wei Jin, who became a sword immortal at the age of forty, still didn't understand, "Ning Yao is not a seedling to help grow, it is a homeopathic formation, boss sword immortal, you use the sword path of the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi to defeat Ning Yao in the bottleneck of Yuanying, why?"

Chen Qingdu smiled and said, "I'm Wei Jin?"

Wei Jin was speechless.

I miss the time when my predecessors were in the city.

The implication of the boss sword immortal's words, you are Chen Qingdu?

Chen Qingdu continued: "Kendo is overwhelming, then you are too underestimate Ning Yatou. ”

The old man in gray in the wild world, no matter how tragic the war was, always ignored it, and just closed his eyes in the Jiazi tent to recuperate.

At this moment, the old man opened his eyes and said directly to Chen Qingdu with a smile: "This is a bad rule." ”

Chen Qingdu replied: "If you are not convinced, come to the city to fight?"