[Chapter Word Count:2180Last Updated:2014-12-2012:00:00.0]

The surrounding martial arts sects looked embarrassed.

What do you use to take it? Do you use your life to get it, or do you use the entrance quota of the sect to get it? The key is that you can't get it......

Lie Pan changed his face at this time, and said coldly: "Seeing that you have the intention of making money, you have bad intentions, such a heart, what kind of righteous path to cultivate immortals! Go back to the world and stay alone, or go to find a demon cultivation sect." Take the right path, just this virtue, sooner or later you will be hacked to death by thunder!"

He opened his mouth to train people, and none of the dozens of martial arts sects dared to speak.

But a loud applause rang out: "Well said! Those with bad intentions are not worthy of cultivating immortals! Those who covet the things of the same family should be cut with a thousand cuts!"

Everyone looked towards the place where the voice had come from, and saw that there was a young man in front of them.

The man looked to be no more than twenty years old, wearing a cloth robe of the Hidden Dragon Palace, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and looked at everyone with a smile.

The two guards obviously knew him, and they were taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward: "I've seen Senior Brother Seven!"

The seventh senior brother smiled, his gaze swept over this full martial arts sect, and he suddenly stretched out his fingers and flicked them repeatedly, and dozens of fingers shot out!

I only listened to the sound of 'bang bang' in the field, and the twenty-four martial sects who had listened to the instigation of the Black Iron King before, and the golden protective shield on their bodies was blasted open at the same time, reflecting the golden color in this scene! It is not difficult to blast open the protective shield of these twenty or so people, but it is difficult to blast it open at the same time, and it does not hurt anyone!

You must know that these martial sects are different in strength and weakness, and each person's defense ceiling is different. That means that the strength of each of his twenty fingers is different, and the judgment of each person's strength is clear. This eyesight and strength are far inferior to Liepan.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't expect this guy who looked smiling to be restrained to suddenly make a move. Although it didn't hurt anyone, it was much more ruthless than hurting them to break people's golden bodies and destroy people's entry qualifications.

The seventh senior brother didn't explain much, he stretched out his hand, and a silver-white flying sword appeared in front of him out of thin air, followed by the sword shape becoming larger! It was three or four meters wide and forty or fifty meters long! It was like a suspended board ship!

"My name is Zhong Ming," Senior Brother Seventh said with a grin, "I am responsible for leading you up the mountain, and of course I can also be responsible for dropping you down the mountain." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the long wide sword hanging in front of him: "Those who are qualified to go up the mountain should jump on the sword by themselves!

The martial arts sect looked at each other with big eyes, this man had just broken the golden bodies of a large number of people, and he suddenly put on a look of wanting to purify all sentient beings, I really don't know what he was going to do.

It didn't matter, and jumped directly into the sword.

Standing on this wide flying sword, a suction force was generated on the soles of his feet, firmly sticking the soles of his feet to the flying sword. This is a must-have ability for flying magic weapons, and it is very different from the magic sword used in battle. The soul of the flying magic sword is mainly to temper its ability in terms of speed, in addition to adding an ability to sense the swordwalker. As long as the person standing on this magic sword has a little bit of divine soul and magic sword soul sensing, the magic sword will suck your feet and prevent you from falling from mid-air. Of course, it doesn't mean that you have to be a strong soul to do it. Even if it was these ordinary martial sects, as long as they were focused, it was very easy to communicate with each other.

Lie Pan used to be a congenital powerhouse, and he was already familiar with the art of flying with imperial weapons, and as soon as he got on the sword, he stood firm, and smiled at the man at the head of the sword, and said hello: "Hi." ”

When Zhong Ming came over before, he had already seen the Flame Plate Imperial Weapon hurting people, and knew that although he was only a martial sect, he had already had a certain amount of contact with the Divine Soul and Divine Thoughts, and it was naturally a piece of cake to stand firm on the magic weapon flying sword, so he was not surprised.

He looked him up and down a few more times: "This outfit is not bad, there is actually a magic weapon Danding, hey, you can do alchemy?"

"A little bit of it. ”

"What you mean?"

"Sort of. ”

"Talent!" Zhong Ming smiled: "I've been working on this thing recently, so I can learn from each other when I have time." ”

"Hehe, okay. ”

The two of them said a few casual words, but they put on the almost. The other martial arts sects saw that it was okay to be on the plate, and one by one, they were a little bolder, and they also jumped up. There were a few people who had broken their golden bodies and wanted to jump on it, but before they jumped on the sword body, they were forced back by Zhong Ming's fingers.

I only heard him say: "The golden body is broken, what qualifications do you have to go up the mountain?"

Some Wuzong said angrily: "We have obviously succeeded in breaking through the mountain, but we are the golden body that was broken by you!

Zhong Ming laughed and said, "Don't you bite me?"

"I, I!" Those martial sects blushed, but if they really wanted to say 'bite him', even if this seventh senior brother said, 'I promise not to fight back', I'm afraid no one would really dare to bite him. Not to mention biting him, even if they wanted to protest to the Xianyun Sect or report this so-called Seventh Senior Brother, they didn't dare, or there was no way at all, they were in the sect, and they didn't even know a sweeping aunt: "We have to protest to the sect!

"That's it! Obviously, they have passed the test of the Ten Thousand Beast Forest, and they still get these things out!"

The 20-odd or so people immediately gossiped and became angry, and there was a tendency to make trouble in groups. But before they could form a climate, dozens of rays of light flashed and shot straight into the ground in front of each of these twenty or so Martial Sects, making more than twenty neat holes in the ground!

Before, when he shot to break through the golden body, the speed was too fast, and no one could see his movements, and he thought that he was just pointing at the air. But this time the distance was close, and his attention was concentrated, and it was clear that he was actually swinging a thin sleeve sword, and the sword swung out, and then retracted, struck, and retracted! In just one second, he could go back and forth like this more than 20 times! The attack power of his imperial weapon technique may be slightly inferior, but the speed of his attack is breathtaking!

Those martial sects that were eliminated by the broken golden body suddenly all shut up, and those small pits on the ground made them realize that if they continued to talk, if they really angered this so-called seventh senior brother, then maybe these small holes would open in their heads!

Shaking off these noisy flies, Zhong Ming nodded with satisfaction and snapped his fingers: "Who else? Hurry up!

'Wow'!

At this time, all those martial arts sects who had not been broken golden bodies stood on the big sword. However, the width of this big sword is wide enough, but the top is smooth and slippery, and even these martial arts sects with extremely strong balance feel a little unstable. Imagine that you are about to fly in the sky, and the scenery that is thousands of meters above the ground is certainly very beautiful, but if you fall from the air, I am afraid that it will also be 'beautiful'. One by one, they couldn't help but be a little nervous and restless.

Zhong Ming lazily said how to concentrate on the method of standing firm on the sword body, and regardless of whether those trembling martial arts sects really mastered the method of communicating with the soul sense, he just shouted: "Stand firm!"

ps: The second update, the number of words in this chapter is a little less, and I will make up for it in the afternoon!