Ying Wuqiu was just making up for the bright future of learning that sword in his brain, and he didn't hear what Chen Feng was saying.

However, he still noticed Chenfeng's expression, and his face couldn't help but change.

"Not yet? I think you really want to die! ”

After finishing speaking, he suddenly got up, and his aura was running like a stream, and in an instant, it gathered into a claw hook and slapped forward.

His desire for that sword was far more urgent than the speed he was showing now!

"I wanted to spare your life, but you don't know what to do, so don't blame me!"

Ying Wuqiu followed Chenfeng's heavenly spirit and grabbed it fiercely, and endless spiritual energy filaments flew down from his fingertips, drilling towards the seven orifices.

This person really does anything for himself.

Chen Feng pointed like a sword, his eyes constantly looking at his neck.

It is the habit of butchers to look for the easiest place to get the knife down, and it is said that it can alleviate most of the pain.

He didn't want the person in front of him to let out a pig-killing scream, so that the Sheng Jing disciples outside the door would be alerted and thus discover his identity.

Therefore, this sword should be crisp and neat, and directly cut out a different place in the body, and it can't be given a chance to shout at all.

This is art, the art of killing.

Chen Feng moved his fingers, the sword blade had just condensed, but he didn't expect that in the next moment, a dull collision sound suddenly sounded outside the door.

The sound was like a punch into the cotton, then it bounced off and slammed into the wall.

There was also the sound of iron cracking, the sound of earth and rocks crumbling, and the sound of wanting to cry out in pain but being gagged.

Hearing the sound, Ying Wuqiu immediately stopped his hand and looked out of the courtyard with a frown.

Could it be that someone came late at night? There are many disciples outside the door, but they still have no power to fight back?

"Stinky boy, count yourself lucky, I'll clean you up later!"

He had a ghost in his heart at this time, and he was most afraid of sudden changes, so he turned around and went out, waved his hand to disperse the spiritual energy, and directly sealed the door.

At that time, the sword qi in the courtyard was scattered, and there was a terrifying coercion coming slowly, and the momentum was compelling.

Cang Qingyue stood alone in the courtyard, her eyes were cold: "Which disciple dares to commit a crime, is it because he is tired of being crooked?!" ”

"This is my temporary residence in Shengjing Xianmen, you broke in without asking, and injured us, it is us who should ask questions!"

"That's right, when Senior Brother Ying comes out, you'll be finished!"

The young Xianmen disciple covered his chest and lower abdomen with a faint pain, bowed his waist and raised his sword, and looked at Cang Qingyue with a wary face.

"It seems that I have really been in retreat for too long, and even the young disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Realm don't know who I am."

As soon as the words fell, Ying Wuqiu hurried from the side room.

He could feel that the aura just now was only emitted by a strong Grandmaster, and it was definitely not an existence that these people could match.

It's just very strange, it's rare for two disciples of the Immortal Sect to gather in such a poor and remote subspace, how can there be a third party.

His face changed and changed, and when he came to the courtyard, he was about to draw his sword, but he was suddenly stunned.

"Holy ...... Your Majesty? ”

Cang Qingyue turned her head when she heard this, looked at Ying Wuqiu and sneered: "I seem to remember you, you are the sword cultivator who came to the Heavenly Dao Sect Outer Courtyard to study three years ago?" What's the matter, what they said about Senior Brother Ying is you? ”

"The disciple should not ask for anything, the disciple of the Shengjing Immortal Sect is closed, he was a disciple of the 183rd Outer Courtyard of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and he is the first in the first list of the Sword Dao!"

Ying Wuqiu knelt on the ground, his face was respectful: "The disciple doesn't know that the saint is coming, and he has missed the welcome, and he hopes to forgive his sins!" ”

"I didn't like you very much when I saw you on Tiandao Mountain for the first time, it seems that a woman's sixth sense is really right."

Cang Qingyue laughed contemptuously, and suddenly made Ying Wuqiu's whole body cold.

The Heavenly Dao Sect is the most loyal believer and propagandist of the Heavenly Dao, and it is also the most unique sect among the four major states.

Its uniqueness lies in the fact that the disciples in the sect are not only recruited by themselves, but also recommended by other sects to come and study.

Because the Heavenly Dao Sect has the purest and most direct method of comprehending the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, many sects hope that their disciples will go to the Heavenly Dao Sect to study and experience the Heavenly Dao up close, even the Canglan Sword Sect, the Shengjing Immortal Sect, and the Desolate King Family are no exception.

And most of these disciples who are qualified to study are the best of the great sects.

They don't need to break away from their original sect, and they can also return to their own sect after cultivating.

Since the founding of the Heavenly Dao Sect, it has always been based on the principle of inclusiveness and education.

No matter who it is, even a kind-natured demon can get started.

Compared to other sects, this place is more like a sublime religion, and to a certain extent, it has achieved universal sentient beings.

Today, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect have spread all over the world, and many of the mainstays of the Immortal Sect have come to the Heavenly Dao Sect to listen to the teachings.

Because of this, the Heavenly Dao Sect has also secured the position of the number one sect in the world.

All major sects have saints, but the only one who can be called a saint without a prefix is Cang Qingyue of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Senior Brother Ying actually knelt down for this woman?"

"Senior brother just ...... Call her a saint? ”

The disciples of the Shengjing Immortal Sect were shocked, and even the disciples of the Paradise Palace who came to join in the fun couldn't help but change their faces drastically.

They were not qualified to contact the upper echelons of the Heavenly Dao Sect at all, so naturally they could not determine the identity of the person who came by their faces.

But Ying Wuqiu is one of the young peak powerhouses known as the Imperial Dao Sword Master, and his status is almost the same as that of some second-tier minor sect elders, why is he so humble today?

"Is that the ......?"

"Reaching the Grandmaster realm at the age of twenty-nine, the youngest closed disciple of the previous generation of Sect Master, Cang Fairy?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in the mind of the old woman of the Elysium Palace, and she immediately confirmed her identity, and immediately ordered her disciples to kneel down one after another.

"Dare to ask the Holy Maiden, why is it that you are here today?"

"You saw that sword just now?"

Ying Wuqiu suddenly realized: "It turns out that the holy woman came to track that sword sage?" ”

"He's an acquaintance of mine, I'm looking for him, do you know where he is now?"

When the words fell, Chen Feng chuckled in his heart, and immediately covered his whole body with sword qi.

This woman chased after her with one of her own swords, it was really terrifying! My body is not safe again!

"Tell the fairy, that senior is gone." There should be no way to seek.

Cang Qingyue frowned: "Gone?" ”

"Yes."

"Can you see it with your own eyes?"

"This ......," Ying Wuqiu shook his head, "I didn't see that senior, I just listened to a scholar." ”

Cang Qingyue's eyes suddenly lit up: "Scholar? Are you sure you're a scholar? ”

Ying Wuqiu's face was full of doubt, but he still nodded.

"Where are the people, take me to meet them!"

Ying Wuqiu immediately got up and patted the dust on his knees: "Fairy, you come here with me." ”

Chen Feng sat in the side room and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Forget it, don't run away, you are a good holy powerhouse, and you can't be forced to run around by a woman.

Besides, what is there to be afraid of a good-looking fairy, if you really can't take off your pants and get it, what's the big deal.

Squeak –

The door was pushed open.

Ying Wuqiu walked into the door with Cang Qingyue and looked at Chen Feng: "Bold scholar, this is the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Dao Sect, you still don't kneel?" ”

"Master, only kneel to the prince of heaven and earth, forgive your fate."

Ying Ruthless's face changed: "Damn guy, I really don't know what the surname is, and the immortals on the mountain are also what you dare to despise?!" ”

As he spoke, he leaned forward, rounded his arms, and waved his slap to greet him.

"Stop," Cang Qingyue's face was like frost, and he shook it against the wall with one palm, "How can you speak here?" Retire! ”

"Yes......"

Ying Wuqiu retreated to the back with a gloomy face, but his eyes were still full of murderous aura when he looked at Chen Feng.

An ordinary man is so faceless in front of the saint, it is simply shameless.

After the saint left, he wanted to let this kid not survive, and he couldn't die.

Cang Qingyue looked at Chen Feng quietly and said, "Why don't you run, run again!" ”