Fang Chen, who was only a cultivator of the Five Realms, slowly touched the green jade wine bottle with his right hand after perceiving the suppressed qi and the cold killing intent on the black-robed people around him.

Just before the young man raised his sword, a hoarse laugh suddenly sounded behind him.

The old man with a long sword diagonally straddling his waist, wearing a tattered black robe, drunkenly walked through the black-robed people with a wine jug, and staggered to Fang Chen's side.

He smiled at Fang Chen and hiccuped.

Then he raised the wine jug and took a heavy sip of wine, before squinting at the black-robed warriors around him.

"In today's world, there is nothing wrong with killing people, but under a thousand mountains, the swordsman who asked Jian Xuanji Palace not long before the attack and killing, if this kid really died outside the city, it would have an impact on the reputation of the entire Dao Sect.

Therefore, no matter where you come from and what kind of support you have behind you, you will not be able to kill him if a thousand mountains are here today. ”

The sloppy Taoist sitting in the clouds with thousands of mountains high, his eyes swept over the black-robed figures in front of him, and he was already faintly suspicious of the identity of these people.

So the Daoist's eyes suddenly flashed a little cold, and his left hand put on the hilt of the sword.

"Su Geng, the Taoist Sect is in the Eastern Wilderness, but this world has always been surnamed Li, and no one in the world can protect the people that God wants to kill. ”

Su Geng, who was known as the Star Palace Killer before, obviously made these black-robed personalities fearful, and the black-robed man holding the sword standing in front of Fang Chenzhen squinted at the sloppy Taoist who was holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said coldly.

"The will of the Divine Capital, if it is really the leader of the night who can represent Great Xia who ordered to ambush this young man today, I am afraid it will not be you flies and rats who are only in the Nine Realms. ”

Su Geng heard the hints in these black-robed martial arts cultivators' words, but he couldn't help but sneer twice, and looked at the black-robed man who spoke with a more mocking look.

As a result, these ambushers from the night of the Great Summer were all cold and clenched the blades in their hands.

Then, they fell to the ground in a violent sword aura that rushed from behind.

Blades are thrown.

The swordsman in the pitch-black robe dragged a sword full of cold light in one hand.

The swordsman only had the sword in his hand in his eyes.

He also only made one sword.

As a result, the black-robed warriors who were surrounded by a ring fell to the ground in response to the swordsman's random collection of swords.

A sword is a man.

Just as Xing Cheng taught Fang Chen on the top of the Humble Peak, swordsmanship is a killing technique, so only one sword is needed to kill people, and only one sword is needed.

And that's exactly what he did.

Those Nine Realm martial cultivators who already had a good status in the secular and even martial arts worlds were as fragile as the purple iron wood forest on the mountain under the sword of this clumsy peak swordsman who hurried to the Eastern Wilderness.

There is no power to resist.

Then Xing Cheng put away his sword, and the coldness on his face turned into a smile in Yangchun March.

Walked in front of Fang Chen.

He rubbed the head of the little junior brother as he did on the green mountain.

"Little junior brother, ask about such a thing as a sword, how can there be a person who goes, behind you is the entire green mountain. ”

When the words fell, in the thick bloody atmosphere that permeated the four fields, there was a faint laughter.

"Fang Chen has seen Eighth Senior Brother. ”

Uncle Qingshan bent down and made a sword salute.

Su Geng's face turned slightly.

And above the small city behind the three of them, at the top of the tallest pavilion, Daozi, who was standing with his hands in his hands, got the second scroll that was hurriedly transmitted back from Beiling.

So, Daozi's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes added three points of interest.

"The descendants of the Discord, the closed disciples of Xu Buwu, the nephews of Chen Jiansheng, and the Buddhas of the Heart Candle, I am really curious about how far you can go in two years.

And that woman, who has never been unreasonable, if she makes another move, how long will you live?"

......

The vast plain that is separated by dozens of roads from the Great Easy Road.

There is a majestic city that is one city after another.

Great Xia Shendu.

In the attic directly south of the Shendu, which was uniformly dyed in ink, a woman in a wide black robe slowly landed on the ground with her hands behind her back.

"I once said that death is recorded in the file, so it is really dead for this world, why would anyone rush to the Eastern Wilderness this time?"

The greedy wolf of the night, who was concentrating on studying the vermilion scroll, heard the voice of the woman behind him, and his eyes, which were as cold as the ice of the three winters, suddenly brought a little respect.

Then he turned around and bowed his head.

"After the last temptation of the Zhongsheng Building and the Inspection Division, it was confirmed that the young man was indeed Fang Chen, but I had already ordered that the young man was only Fang Chen of Qingshan, not Fang Chen of the Fang family.

Someone made a move this night, it should be that the giant gate was dissatisfied with the revenge of being cut off by Chen Jiansheng, and wanted to send someone to finish off the young man. ”

The body was originally a greedy wolf that was taller than the petite body of the black-robed woman, but after hearing the voice without the slightest emotion, the body actually bent an arc, a few points shorter than the woman.

"If you know, why didn't you stop it?"

The black-robed woman didn't seem to care about the greedy wolf's actions at all, and still asked indifferently.

"The giant gate sent its subordinate auxiliary stars, originally with other tasks, this time I changed the route to the eastern wilderness, although I realized it, but it was too late. ”

The greedy wolf's heart trembled, and the night star, whose hands were full of blood, had his originally calm eyes flashing slightly, and fine sweat was faintly coming out of his palms.

"For example, Chen Jiansheng's talents are dead, and a mere acquired sword yuan body is nothing.

No matter how quickly the young man's cultivation entered the realm, since this seat said that the Fang family would be exterminated, then the Fang family would be exterminated.

The deterrent power of the night can't be shaken in the slightest because of a mere Five Realms martial cultivator, so in the future, what we have to write in scarlet cinnabar is Qingshan Fang Chen, not the orphan of the Fang family who is lucky not to die.

As for the giant gate, it is just a waste that has severed its arms and cannot let go, and it will not need to appear in the Shendu in the future.

This position of the main star, you can choose one of your auxiliary stars to take over. ”

The black-robed woman said as her figure slowly disappeared.

It wasn't until a long time that the greedy wolf straightened up and looked out the window with a complicated expression.

It was pitch black.

......

Because of the news that Fang Chen asked for the sword, he hurriedly rushed back to Qingshan and then came to Xing Cheng in the Eastern Wilderness, so he accompanied the little junior brother to the East Wilderness.

At the same time, Xing Cheng once again began to instruct Fang Chen's kendo cultivation.

As he said, the four towers and the eighth floor of the sword path, the three foundation buildings are actually almost the same, and the first floor of Fang Chen's swordsmanship was actually suppressed by the first floor of Heng Shiyi's sword intent, which really lost his face.

After all, he was the senior brother who had taught Fang Chen's swordsmanship the longest.

Moving towards Jiu'an Road from the Great Yi Dao, the two Qingshan swordsmen who had cultivated well did not deliberately speed up.

Fang Chen held the stunned sting all the way and repeated a few movements.

Draw your sword.

and basic sword styles such as slashing and slashing.

Just like the sword path inherited from Aoyama, the swordsman is nothing more than holding the sword and making the sword.

In the eyes of this swordsman who pursues the ultimate in simplifying complexity and swordsmanship of everything, Fang Chen's sword is far from reaching the peak appearance that a climber should have.

And the learning of basic sword posture can best make up for this.

Just like the nine highest peaks in the Sword Qi Long Forest, the most exquisite sword moves only require one sword.

A sword opens the sky.

As the most prosperous soil for the reproduction of Dao Sects, in the vast land of the Eastern Regions, each Dao Sect has different cultivation methods.

If it is said that the cultivation method recognized by the Xuanji Palace of the Great Yi Dao is to cultivate under pressure, and accumulate steadily.

Then Fang Chen and Xing Cheng newly entered Jiu'an Dao, the ancient building view on this vast mountainous land, is keen on the simple forging practice.

I want to prove the Tao Heavenly Venerable with strength.

Following Xing Cheng all the way to the majestic mountain gate that was built, Fang Chen and Xing Cheng glanced at each other, and they were a little speechless to each other.

Because most of the sword cultivators take the path of one-hit killing, their bodies are generally thinner.

And Fang Chen and Xing Cheng are already relatively strong because they are in the upper sect.

But beside those martial cultivators who were keen on refining their bodies before the Gulou Guanshan Gate, in comparison with the two, the two of them looked like thin people who couldn't help but be weak.

So, after seeing a little ghost who was only about ten years old passing by the two of them with his top body naked and full of muscles, Xing Cheng sneered with disdain, and suddenly lowered his head and said something in Fang Chen's ear.

Hearing this, the corners of Fang Chen's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, but he still nodded slowly.

Then, a somewhat arrogant voice suddenly resounded throughout the ancient building with Xing Cheng's deliberate help.

"Disciple of Qingshan Humble Peak, the most handsome and dashing sword cultivator in the world, Fang Chen, came to ask for the sword today. ”

Seven bells rang on the ancient building view.

Those sturdy disciples around them stood at a very far distance and surrounded Fang Chen and Xing Yan, and then there was some incomprehensible mockery in their eyes.

"Handsome and chic, I thought it was a sturdy body like Senior Brother Wang Teng, but I didn't expect it to be such a thin man. ”

"Yes, I fought with the senior brother of Xuanji Palace a few days ago, and I said that in martial arts practice, the foundation of the physical body is the most important. ”

"That's true, in the battle of the Taoist forces over the years, when the Xuanji Palace was not defeated by our Gulouguan, I think that we should still pursue the way of breaking ten thousand laws. ”

"It's a pity, that Fang Chen's senior brother looks pretty good, but with such a thin body and bones, isn't it a pity that he has a good skin. ”

"Hey, it's really a pity, this Fang Chen is said to have already stepped on the first floor of the sword, if he practices the forging method of our ancient building view, it is a little more charming than his senior brother. ”

......

Before the ancient building watched the mountain gate, because the forging body paid attention to the grinding of roots and bones all the way, most of these disciples entered the mountain gate to practice since childhood.

Therefore, those disciples who were still young and had not yet gone out of the mountain to experience the experience had been waiting for this day early after hearing that a Qingshan disciple had asked for a sword recently.

Until they really saw Fang Chen and Xing Cheng here, these disciples who had stayed in the ancient building since childhood were full of disappointment.

Especially seeing that Xing Cheng was not young, but his extremely "thin" body, he couldn't help but lower his voice for a while.

But how could the voices of these low-realm juniors be hidden from the ears of Xing Cheng, the sword immortal who killed the Nine Realms like slaughtering dogs.

So, after hearing the little girls around her who were far beyond their peers in development, talking about how charming they were not as charming as their little junior brothers, Xing Li's eyelids jumped wildly.

For a while, there was an urge to close the six senses and beat people hard.