(The chapter name is borrowed from the circle of readers.) ）

The white-robed young man was surrounded by a circle, not retreating, but advancing, and after a few punches, he had already beaten that companion without the power to fight back.

This makes all the guys involved in the hunt inevitably feel worried.

If it weren't for the strong man's reminder, the formation division in the north might have died on the spot.

The old man who was building a formation for everyone to move mountains and pour water, was squatting on the ground at that time, arranging several small earthy yellow flags, even if he didn't notice the slightest abnormality, he still didn't hesitate to slap his palm on his chest, shattering a hidden and expensive stand-in talisman, so the position of him and a young disciple was reversed in an instant.

In an instant, an unfathomable flying sword fell from the sky, like chopsticks inserting water, pulling out bursts of ripples, and the speed was extremely fast.

The dazed young man was split on the spot by the huge flying sword, from his head to his waist, it was split into two, and the two corpses fell to the ground, and his intestines flowed, which was terrible.

The flying sword, which is far more huge than the ordinary swordsman's saber, disappeared into the land, and disappeared in a flash, and the flying sword entered the ground, and the ground did not change in the slightest.

It is undoubtedly a natal flying sword of sword cultivation.

The next moment, the formation master stretched out his hand and clapped his palms in his heart, as if he had used a stand-in talisman again, and made up his mind to give up the life of the second disciple to ensure his own safety.

Only this time, the evil monk who was caught off guard before had room for maneuver, did not stand idly by, and stood in the distance, but he had already taken out a small black clay pot engraved with runes, silently recited the mantra, and shook it lightly a few times, a gloomy black smoke rose into the sky, and after leaving the clay pot, he divided into three strands, respectively to the formation master, the girl and the land platform standing on the high branch of the sword.

The flying sword appeared out of thin air again, still slashing off on the head.

But it wasn't the formation master who was directly pointing at the palm of the talisman, but the girl with a frightened face.

The billowing black smoke gathered by countless yin ghosts and ghosts covered the top of the girl's head, like holding up an umbrella for her.

But the huge flying sword was too much, and it was like a bamboo, quickly breaking through the black smoke barrier, and it was still a sword that split the girl from beginning to end.

The cardamom girl died on the avenue.

worked hard for immortality, but in the end he did not live past the age of twenty.

Lu Tai, who was holding the trunk of the big tree with one hand, did not look good.

It's really a foot high, and the magic is a foot high.

The formation master didn't actually use the stand-in talisman, and slapped his chest a second time, only to make a false shot, inducing him to point the tip of his sword at the girl.

Lu Tai, who lost the chess game, was not angry, practicing on the mountain, firstly, stupid people are not qualified to cross the threshold of the mountain gate at all, and secondly, people with a dull temperament, even if a lot of years and months are all lived on dogs, but after decades and hundreds of years, it is really a dog, and it should become a fine.

So no one is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Although the natal flying sword is huge, but the speed is so fast, it is incredible, Lu Tai stood in place, let the black smoke surging and killing, after the flying sword killed the girl, he came to the master Lu Tai in an instant, and stirred up the black smoke full of resentment, wailing, and hideous faces.

The evil monk kept shaking the clay pot in his palm, and said with a sad smile: "If you dare to spoil my yin thing, it depends on how many taels of spiritual energy you still have to squander!"

Streams of black smoke flew out of the clay pot, like a huge black flower blooming in the palm of his hand.

The formation master was really afraid that guy would give himself another sword, so he had no choice but to take out a large handful of snow-white beads, wave his sleeves and sprinkle them, dozens of beads hovered around him, three talents, four elephants, seven stars, gossip, nine palaces, the number of beads hovering position is very particular, creating a talisman formation, after the formation, the light is bright, and the old formation division is reflected incomparably bright.

It's just that in this way, the previous deployment will be delayed, and it will be delayed for a lot of time.

The evil monk knew that he couldn't convince this old formation master who was afraid of death and spared his life, and while harnessing the black smoke to kill Lu Tai, he reminded: "Hurry up and set up the formation, otherwise we will run thousands of miles in vain, and once we can't kill those two, there will definitely be endless troubles." Weigh it yourself!"

The old formation's face was cloudy, and he was ruthless, withdrawing half of the small formations and retracting dozens of beads, so that the speed of the formation in various places was accelerated by a few points.

Battlefield to the South.

The burly man threw himself on the ground, vomiting blood, as if he was about to vomit out his heart, liver and intestines, and the soil on the ground was soaked in bright red, which was very miserable.

He is a genuine martial artist of the Five Realms, and he has been practicing kung fu over time, which is very difficult.

It's just that on the road of martial arts, I have never met the guidance of the Master, and I have walked through ups and downs, and the foundation of the three realms of refining the body is full of loopholes, and I can go from four to five, which can be described as reckless, so if there is no accident, there is no hope for the sixth realm for the rest of my life.

The big living person can not be suffocated to death by a soak of urine, so he went to the crooked way, his method of inviting God, from half a fragment, of course, is "wild food" comes, because there is only the upper half, so I only know how to please, I don't know how to send, please God is easy to send God, that is, this reason.

Every time I ask the gods to possess the body, the cost is very great, and I have been groping for nearly twenty years, begging my grandfather to tell my grandmother, and buying this kind of immortal book secret scroll on a large scale, so that I can finally control the sequelae of this magic technique.

Especially today, half of the gods were invited, and they actually punched the white-robed young man to make the "gods" return to the altar, and it was even more rude to invite the gods with strict rules to surrender to the truth, so they fought back violently, and wisps of divine souls floated out from the holes, like three incense sticks, rising in a curl.

After burning the three incense sticks, there was still no sign of stopping, and the clouds and mist rose on the back of the strong man's whole person, you must know these smokes, but the spirit of the martial arts of the Five Realms manifested, and it was the fundamental vitality of a pure martial artist.

The man said hoarsely and vaguely: "Save me!"

The qi practitioner who was proficient in the Five Elements Wood Method frowned, and had no choice but to withdraw a method of moving mountains and pulling trees for the white-robed young man, came to the strong man and squatted down, pinched the fingers of both hands, his face was flushed, and between his ten fingers, from under the ground, a little ghostly light floated out, lingering on his fingertips, and then he was suddenly slapped into the strong man's vest by the qi practitioner.

The strong man's body lying in the mud flicked, his face instantly became ruddy, and the crisp sound of soybeans popping came from the major joints of the whole body, like dead wood in spring, the burly man turned his back, and a carp stood up with a double whip in his hand, and his expression was radiant, and there was no decline at all.

The qi practitioner who came to the rescue said in a deep voice: "Record it in the account." ”

The man gritted his teeth and looked at the white-robed young man who made an amazing move, nodded and said, "Take down these two fat sheep, everything is easy to say!"

That night in the Fuping Sect shouting Heavenly Street, the guy who looked more beautiful than the girl, made a generous shot, and it was almost to make the wild cultivators of the Jindan Realm ashamed of themselves, not that a Jindan monk couldn't take so much money from the summer, but you must know that the handsome boy, the things he bought were all some sheep fat beasts, spring dream spiders, and money-burning things of the Fu Gong paper man, not a magic weapon to kill the enemy, not a life-saving defensive weapon!

Tongyezhou monks, whether they are orthodox immortal masters or mountain and wild cultivators, who would say a lame Tongyezhou Yayan?

Two young people who were obviously from other continents, only walked through the mountains and forests and markets along the way, and traveled thousands of miles north, without visiting the Xianjia Mountains along the way, and never before the great monk took the initiative to visit. What does this mean? This means that the two chicks, from noble backgrounds and with thousands of pockets, must have been accustomed to living a comfortable life since childhood, but they don't know the depth of the rivers and lakes, and the wind is strong in the mountains!

In addition to looking for opportunities everywhere and licking blood from the knife edge, he also has to give the immortals on the mountain, bow his head and be a dog, collect money, help them settle the pickled things that he disdains to do in person, bear the notoriety, run for his life, and start over again in another place, and so on, when is it a head?

From the strong man being beaten half to death by the five-fist god in succession, to the qi practitioner stealing the luck of the mountains and rivers here with a secret method and successfully treating the strong man, all this is just a few short-term kung fu with a few snaps of fingers.

Chen Ping'an was blocked by the sword qi controlled by the middle-aged swordsman, and he failed to completely kill the strong man with the iron whip in one go.

Controlling the sword with qi, on the rivers and lakes, is a very amazing immortal magical power.

In many lonely and unheard of places mountains and rivers, poetry and classics, the so-called flying sword thousands of miles to take the head, in fact, is not to say sword cultivation, but often in front of the world of the sword master, compared to the mountain sword fairy and the swordsman of the rivers and lakes, half a bucket of water swordsman, high is not low, especially like to sell fame.

A swordsman controls the sword to kill the enemy, and the things that come out of the sleeve often have both sword qi and real swords, the former is better than the quantity, and the latter is strong in the force.

Light cavalry sweeps the formation, wins the advantage, heavy cavalry chisels the formation, and achieves victory, the two cooperate with each other, and one is indispensable.

The sword master who confronted Chen Ping'an was obviously a master of this way, his sleeves were bulging, and the surface of the cuffs was flooded with bursts of cyan brilliance, and the green sword qi that swept out of it was extremely powerful.

Fortunately, the sword master can control at most two wisps of sword qi at a time.

Chen Ping'an dodged quite easily, far from being overstretched, but he was pinned down to death.

Chen Ping'an did not use the means of killing a thousand enemies and self-inflicting eight hundred, after seriously injuring the burly strong man before, due to the constraints of the sword master, even if the qi practitioner who was proficient in the Five Elements Wood Method saved the strong man, it was still a symbolic obstacle, causing the sword master to make a mistake in prediction, and a wisp of sword qi was waiting for the rabbit to be near the strong man early, as a result, Chen Ping'an suddenly accelerated and rushed straight to the sword master, almost breaking into the front of the sword master.

The swordsman, who was scared out of a cold sweat, had to use a real killer move.

The actual small sword did not fly out of the sleeve, but quietly appeared from the bun on the top of the head, and it turned out that the jasper hairpin was used to cover the "scabbard" of the small sword.

It was a small handleless sword shaped like a verdant willow leaf, extremely slender, and swirled around the swordsman, bringing up streams of tender green fireflies.

The Daoist of the Fu Sect reminded sharply: "The two dry well talismans of the poor Dao can support a maximum of twenty snaps of fingers! Quickly and quickly, quickly kill this little bastard! Once his flying sword breaks through the cage, then we will wait to line up to wipe people's necks!"

The old Taoist's face was withered, his ten fingers were thin and thin, and between his words, his hands slowly turned, he should be controlling the two talismans that grabbed the first and fifteenth of the junior high school, and the old Taoist was so angry that his voice trembled, "On the secret report you gave, isn't this kid a martial arts swordsman? Now it's not just a sword cultivator, this cub actually has two flying swords, two! If it weren't for Lao Tzu's family background, he saved up two talismans that were originally intended to be heirlooms, and we would have finished playing all of them this time! The dividends calculated before are not counted!"

The strong man's face was embarrassed, and he strode towards Chen Ping'an, without looking at the old way, and said in a muffled voice: "The matter of changing the dividends, it is easy to say, it will not lose you." ”

The old Taoist snorted coldly.

His heart turned over and over, staring at the white-robed young man.

When did sword cultivation have such a strong physique?

Then there is the handsome boy who is still standing on the tree, and he is also a sword cultivator with a natal flying sword, no wonder two people dare to walk sideways in a foreign country, two sword cultivators, three natal flying swords, even if they swagger from Tongye Zhou Yuguizong to Tongye Sect, as long as they don't provoke those immortal mansions, in ordinary times, how many wild cultivators dare to provoke?

They are a mixture of people and dragons, of course, they can't go together, but they gather because of profit, although everyone's realm cultivation is not too high, but they have their own strengths, and there are masters behind the scenes to give advice along the way, so even if it is to strangle a Jindan monk, as long as the other party does not notice it in advance, the group can break their wrists, and it is impossible to say that there will be a splash of wealth and wealth in their hands.

For example, this time he made a move, he was targeting the young sheep fat beast.

Ambition is bound to win!

They actually overestimated the two young people enough, but they didn't expect it to be so difficult.

This time, a middle-aged swordsman let go of his hands and feet to pull the young man, and there was a wood method qi practitioner who was blessed with a unique combination of mountains and forests, and he actually drove ancient trees to rise from the ground, like an old man staggering, and the strong man took out a vermilion pill and threw it into his mouth, and the skin on his face became hot and red.

He's going to ask God again!

The branches of the big tree were like long whips, smashing towards Chen Ping'an, and in the process of evading, Chen Ping'an had to avoid one or two sinister cyan swords in time, and he was in danger for a while.

Fortunately, Lu Tai soon came to his heart, teaching Chen Ping'an how to deal with those strange trees, and then Chen Ping'an accurately smashed a small string of hidden words pasted on the big tree with every punch, only when Chen Ping'an successfully broke the words, there will be a scene of silver light shattering, the big tree will fall, and the trees with green leaves will wither instantly.

Lu Tai also reminded Chen Ping'an that the so-called twenty snaps of fingers of the two flying swords of the Fu Gong Sect who imprisoned the two flying swords may not be true, it is very likely to be thirty snaps of fingers, and even the time for the Fu Gong to support it is longer.

Chen Ping'an's face was expressionless, he should not be distracted, after smashing all the strange trees, the strong man who had abandoned the iron whip had already successfully invited God, his eyes were snow-white, without any human brilliance, like a god looking down on the world indifferently.

But Lu Tai was a little surprised in his heart.

Because he noticed that Chen Ping'an, after hearing his reminder, there was no ripple in his heart at all, obviously because he had long understood the calculation of the old Taoist, so he could be so calm.

is young, but he is an old man.

Lu Tai propped himself on the trunk of the tree with one hand, compared to Chen Ping'an's fighting with heroes from all walks of life, he was very bored on his side.

His flying sword "needle tip" could no longer kill the old formation master, and the black smoke of the yin soul coming out of the clay pot could not help him Lu Tai.

What's more, Lu Tai also took out a five-color silk rope and tied it to his arm, although this thing is 108,000 miles worse than the colored belt when she was dressed in women's clothes, but for ordinary qi practitioners, it is already quite a good magic weapon, and the colorful rope that wraps around the arm is the core of life, which can increase the absorption of spiritual energy; And finally, a tiny rope of tycoons.

The magic weapon of Lutai is powerful in that it is comprehensive, both offensive and defensive.

But in the final analysis, as long as it is not a Jindan Yuanying who is one or two realms higher than others, everyone is afraid of water grinding and afraid of being bitten to death by ants.

Fortunately, today there is Chen Ping'an to contain the enemy's main force, "idle" Lu Tai, he felt a little guilty for the first time, this time it was really careless, I didn't expect the other party to be so bold, dare to shout so many people to encircle and suppress them together, perseverance and perseverance are a must, enough to follow them thousands of miles.

On the battlefield in the north, the evil monk was about to feel distressed about the black smoke that was constantly dissipating, and shouted to the old Taoist: "Is there a dry well charm, if there is, quickly throw one out, owe it first, and I will make up money with him to pay you back!"

The old Taoist was so angry that he jumped to his feet and scolded: "There is your father!"

The evil monk was angry, but he could only hold back for the moment, thinking that the future would be long, and he would have to deal with you, a stinky bull-nosed veteran, in the future.

The old Taoist didn't look down on the evil monk who didn't distinguish between people and ghosts at all, and seemed to be afraid of the end of the twenty snaps of his fingers, so he quietly shook his sleeves, as if he was preparing something.

The two talismans that held the flying sword trembled more and more.

The old Taoist has a word of suffering.

At first, he spoke loudly, saying that he could only trap the flying sword with twenty snaps of fingers, as Lu Tai guessed, he deliberately deceived Chen Ping'an, hoping that he would be able to recall the flying sword after twenty snaps of his fingers and kill the Quartet. But now the old Taoist is dumb and eats Coptis chinensis, and he can't say what he has to say, the original two priceless treasure talismans can really only trap the flying sword with about twenty fingers, not the expected forty fingers!

The talisman is called the dry well talisman.

Able to defeat the Natal Flying Sword.

Seven small nails made of lightning strike wood, draw the Beidou shape, embed a special rune paper with a secret technique, and then blow down one or two flying soil falling in the tail of the wind, it must be one of the eight winds of the wind, the rune pattern is the sword trapped in the well, and the rune paper endorses the word "immovable". This is the backbone, and the rest of the talisman "branches and leaves", and there are many links.

It is a top-grade secret talisman for the side door of the Tongyezhou Fu Sect, although it is not as good as the so-called "sword scabbard talisman" and "mountain sealing talisman" of Lutai, but it is also not to be underestimated, it is a life-saving talisman for the five realms practitioners to deal with sword cultivation, and it is worth a thousand gold.

Developing a dry well talisman with cumbersome materials is time-consuming and costly.

Within a radius of ten zhang, as long as this talisman is sacrificed and encounters a flying sword, it can make the natal flying sword of sword cultivation, like a person standing in a well, unable to move.

The quality of the talisman depends on how long it can trap the flying sword.

If you want to open the ban, you only need to blow your sleeves, and the flying sword in the "well" can go away freely.

Others are sharpening a sword for ten years, but the old Taoist is grinding a talisman for ten years, and it is impossible to cherish it.

On two battlefields, the war is in full swing.

Deep in the mountains and forests, two people look out from afar.

Watch the fire from the other side.

A guest who was competing with Lu Tai for the sheep fat beast in the store of the Fu Ping Sect, with a short figure, his appearance was not good, and his face was slightly proud.

The other was a red-robed swordsman with a long sword at his waist, with a slender figure and a majestic weapon, he reached out and held down the hilt of the sword, looked at the battlefield situation over there, and said with a smile: "Everyone thought you were making a big fuss before, even me, but now it seems that you are cautious and save me a lot of trouble." ”

The red-robed man is a swordsman at the pinnacle of the Six Realms of Martial Arts.

In the rivers and lakes under the mountains of Tongye Zhou, it is already a veritable kendo master, although it is already a rare year, but it is still like a crown of jade, for decades, the sword galloped more than a dozen countries, and it is rare to meet opponents.

Moreover, the long sword at his waist is a sharp and incomparable magic weapon of the immortal family, which makes this swordsman martial artist dare to call himself "Under the Jindan Immortal, a sword will hurt the enemy." Under the dragon gate, a sword is killed", and there are few doubts about the mountain and the mountain.

Famous, and unparalleled, I don't know how many women love this Jianghu Sword Immortal who does not seek immortality, and even some gossip that the Queen Zhao of Yunlu Country has an affair with this person, as for the chivalrous fairies of the famous rivers and lakes, the worship of this red-clothed sword fairy is countless.

The humble man said with a smile: "My horse's caution is due to habit, I suffered too many losses and hardships when I was young, so keep one thing in mind, deal with these well-born immortal masters, we will have to fight the lion and rabbit and eat them in one go, otherwise even if we win by luck, it will be a miserable victory, and the gain will not be big." ”

The red-clothed swordsman said with a smile: "Ma Wanfa, I said before, help you press the formation, in case of accidents, the sword carried by the white-robed young man belonged to me early, and now that an accident has appeared, I really need to kill the enemy in person, so ......"

The man nodded and said: "I can't give you a sword raiser, and you are not a sword cultivator, but on the two little guys, there is at least one square inch of things, and the things inside, I want to take out the dividends, you can take away the square inch of things, how about it?"

The red-clothed swordsman narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Excellent." ”

The man hesitated, "Although the overall situation has been decided, we still have to be careful, the white-robed young man is probably already stretched, and he can't say that the guy who looks like a girl still has spare strength, otherwise you will deal with this guy first? ”

The red-clothed swordsman shook his head and said: "The one on the tree, there is a magic weapon on the arm to protect the body, and there is a flying sword secretly scurrying around, it is difficult for me to quietly succeed in one blow, but it is the white-robed young man, I can kill with one sword, when there is no companion, the little guy who is thinner and more tender than the girl, will definitely lose his mind, and it doesn't matter if I kill it or you take it personally." ”

The man thought for a moment, nodded and agreed, "That's the best." ”

Then he smiled and said, "The old Taoist priest's two dry well talismans are about to be unbearable, when will you make a move?"

"This is the time!"

The figure of the red-clothed swordsman has faded, and there is still a lingering sound in the same place.

The branches under his feet did not move at all.

It can be seen that the swiftness of this great master of the rivers and lakes and the height of his martial arts.

On the battlefield in the south, Chen Ping'an and the burly man who asked God to descend to the truth, because the latter had two people to help, the two sides fought inextricably, and it seemed that the chaos would continue for a long time.

A red rainbow fell from the sky, as fast as thunder, tearing open the battlefield in an instant, and the sword aura was full of heaven and earth.

Unsheathed, a sword poked at the white-robed young man's heart.

A sword stabbed at the point, and there was no suspense.

The corners of the red-clothed swordsman's mouth curled slightly, and it was so interesting and uninteresting.

Another so-called monastic genius was slaughtered.

But the next moment, the red-clothed swordsman was about to retreat violently, and he even planned to give up the sword of the immortal magic weapon.

Because life is the most important thing.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, it was really the intrusion of this great master of the sword, the momentum was too strong, everyone didn't dare to add to the snake, they all stopped, and after the great master killed the young man with a sword, he casually stabbed them to death with a sword, and finally called it manslaughter.

When the time comes, one less person will get a piece of the pie, which means that the rest of the people will have a little more dividends, who will not be happy with the living guys?

But the next scene is unforgettable.

has always been a handsome young man dressed in white, after being stabbed in the center by a swordsman in red.

The snow-white robe was centered on the tip of the sword, and dazzling ripples rippled out, revealing the true face of this robe.

A golden robe!

It seems that there are dragons hidden in the golden sea of clouds.

Chen Ping'an no longer deliberately suppressed the majesty of the robe of this overseas immortal relic, and no longer deliberately exposed his flaws many times, asking for his own injuries, and letting himself see the blood dripping.

Therefore, this sword stabbed the golden robe, but it failed to pierce the robe.

Lu Tai didn't speak.

But Chen Ping'an has been waiting for this moment.

Waiting for the master hiding behind the scenes to make a final decision.

If you don't come, Chen Ping'an won't lose.

came, Chen Ping'an made a lot of money.

Along the way, from the first time I left Lizhu Cave Heaven to go to the Great Sui Academy, and then the second time I left my hometown to go to the Inverted Hanging Mountain.

Being cautious all the time, pursuing "no mistakes" day after day, Chen Ping'an finally paid off.

In the twinkling of an eye.

As soon as the red-clothed swordsman let go of the hilt of his sword, he was stretched out and pulled out the long sword behind his back by the young man who strode forward against the tip of the sword.

A sword severed the head.

Even Lu Tai was dumbfounded, then looked around and smiled at those guys who were heartbroken, "You guys, it's really polite and affectionate to give people heads for thousands of miles." ”

Chen Ping'an put the "long qi" back into the scabbard with his backhand, took a few steps forward, and gently held the long sword with his other hand, and his body stood still.

Hold the sword in an upside-down position.

There's a little bit of a little wind flow.