Feng Qingbai was not only robbed of his weapon, but also almost pierced through his heart by someone else's sword control technique, not only did he feel ashamed and humiliated, but his eyes were full of brilliance, and he felt that he was finally "a little interesting".

The rules of the rivers and lakes still have to be talked about, Feng Qingbai was rescued by Lu Fang, stood behind the famous "half a sword immortal", and said thank you.

Looking at this chic back full of sword energy, Feng Qingbai was a little envious, he was just relying on his family background and teacher to get to where he is today, although he was talented, but he couldn't afford to be "unborn" and "once in a century" such reputations.

Lu Fang is different.

A person like Lu Fang, in any world, will be the most top-notch person with a sword.

Lu Fang, who had his back to Feng Qingbai, smiled, "You're welcome, if you want, I can continue to help you suppress the formation, provided you have the courage to take back that sword." ”

Feng Qingbai stretched out his hand and rubbed his left shoulder, a little helpless, and shook his head: "It's naturally not difficult to be on top, but it's a pity that here, I am destined to not be able to snatch that sword back." ”

Lu Fang nodded, "Then you can watch the battle nearby." ”

Feng Qingbai smiled knowingly: "The mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be rewards in the future." ”

Feng Qingbai came down this time, spent a lot of favor from his master, helped him go straight down the Ten Thousand Mountains in a light boat, and became an enlightened and self-aware immortal for more than ten years, gave up his identity as a sword cultivator, stole a skin with a decent foundation, and then started from scratch as a pure martial arts swordsman, challenging masters from all walks of life, benefiting, yes, but it was far from enough for Feng Qingbai to reach the master's so-called "from far to near".

Before coming down, Feng Qingbai had a long talk with his master, in addition to the sword, there is also a natal flying sword, which is far away, even if it is separated by tens of thousands of zhang, killing people invisibly, the swordsman of the rivers and lakes, I am invincible within three feet, it is close.

Therefore, Feng Qingbai wants to understand the way of the sword from a close distance.

Fortunately, watching the white-robed swordsman and Lu Fang take out the sword is also a practice.

Feng Qingbai still has this vision and heart.

As for today's victory or defeat, Feng Qingbai didn't care about it, in fact, most of the immortals did not come to this world for "invincible" and "total victory", but more related to their personal state of mind.

Raven sat at the base of the wall, sweating profusely, and she could only stop the miserable situation of the blood gushing, and she did not even dare to look down at the wound.

The pipa woman who was smashed into the wall, her face was covered with blood, she struggled, and finally fell to the ground, leaned against the wall, stood up with a little bit of strength, looked at her beloved pipa, walked the rivers and lakes together for so many years, it has become a tattered, she really can't pick it up, she doesn't look at the battle situation on the street, one hand pressed on the wall, staggering forward, poor woman, her face was terrible pale, as if she was going to a place where she had to go.

Ma Xuan has not yet come to his senses, and it is possible that he will not have a chance in his life.

A layer of fine sweat oozed from Zhou Shi's forehead, and just catching a glimpse of the white-robed swordsman's sword from the corner of his eye made Zhou Shi's heart weigh on the boulder, and he was almost out of breath.

It is not easy to urge those beads to take root on the ground, you need to first cut off and take out a wisp of qi in the body, and carefully pour it into the beads.

Then according to the immortal array diagram taught by his father Zhou Fei privately, with the means of naming "slaying the dragon", the beads are like placing chess pieces, and a chess posture is put out, which is considered a great success, during this period, one step is not bad, each bead contains Zhou Fei from everywhere to scavenge and collect the "fairy energy", Zhou Fei once let him hold a magic weapon, casually shot, but Zhou Shi can not hurt the beads at all.

He followed his father to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom this time, always thinking that he would win the battle, and he was more of a lively mentality, just hiding in the shadows behind his father and Ding Laomo, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, and watching the life and death of others, but Ding Ying did not act according to common sense, forcing him to accompany Ya'er to personally take risks.

My father died, and there was still a turning point. But he Zhou Shi died, and if he wanted to return to the world with the original Zhou Shi, it was veritable that it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

And with his father's temper, as long as he dies halfway, he may not even bother to take a look at his corpse, and he will definitely not spend the slightest more thought.

The reason why Chen Ping'an did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, in addition to Lu Fang's obstruction, was still familiar with the weight of the long sword, as well as the true qi component required for its various flying trajectories, the more accurate the better, the swordsman controls the sword, the so-called such as the arm commands, just crossed the threshold, and more importantly, it is among the realm of a kind of "spirit rhino", which is a pseudo-realm that imitates the sword cultivation to control the natal flying sword, just like a shoddy copy of the rubbing, but the fake also has a true meaning, and it is as knowledgeable.

Lu Fang has actually been hesitating.

Because Ding Lao Mo is nearby.

Once you choose to go all out and deal with the white-robed swordsman, it is easy to be violently attacked by the perverse Ding Ying, Ding Ying shoots, but he never cares about any rules and identity, maybe he will deal with a low-end martial artist who is not pleasing to the eye, and he will throw a punch. Moreover, Lu Fang was worried about the safety of Zhou Shi, the hairpin.

At this moment, Lu Fang and Chen Ping'an looked at the same place almost at the same time.

It was a tall and thin old Confucian in green shirts, with a solemn demeanor when he walked, and he was clearly one of the few mountaintop masters in the world, but he did not intervene in the confrontation between Chen Ping'an and Lu Fang, but turned from the street to the alley and went to the courtyard where Chen Ping'an temporarily lived.

The national teacher planted autumn and faced Ding Ying.

If anyone in the world dares to shake Ding Lao Mo with his fists, and can still fight with great strength, and is willing to fight to the death without retreating, it is not the true intention of the immortal Yu who is vaguely one level higher than the martial arts category, let alone his bird's-eye view of the peak Lu Fang, only the autumn.

In this way, Lu Fang really has no scruples.

Lu Fang slowly drew his sword out of the sheath, and every inch of Dachun came out of the sheath, there was an extra inch of brilliance in the world, dazzling, and the smiling face had to squint.

The thin little girl who had been wishing that everyone would not see her, shrunk on the bench, and when she was about to squint on her smiling face, she instead widened her eyes, carefully staring at the sword light spreading from one inch to two inches, and her face was full of tears without flinching, and when she was halfway out of the sheath, she suddenly turned her head, feeling like she was going blind, even if she closed her eyes, "in front of her" was still snow-white, she stretched out her little hand as thin as a chicken claw, and gently wiped her face.

The reason why she stared at the man drawing his sword was that she simply thought that the sight was beautiful, and she really wanted to grasp it in the palm of her hand.

Every time she walked next to the fragrant stall early in the morning, looking greedily at the various delicacies in those steaming drawers, she wanted to grab and run, find a place to hide, throw it away when she was full, and it was best that no one else could eat it, and she starved to death one by one.

Chongqiu came to the outside of the house, the courtyard door was not closed, and walked straight into it.

Ding Ying saw this martial artist who was the first in the world and practiced foreign boxing to the extreme, and smiled: "Sixty years of farewell, so counted, planting autumn, you are in your seventies this year?"

Chongqiu looked at the scene in the window and the movement in the side room, and frowned.

Ding Ying stood on the steps, didn't say a word about Chongqiu, didn't get the slightest annoyance, and still took the initiative to speak, "You didn't believe what I said back then, but now you believe it, right?"

Ding Ying has seen all over the world, a hundred years of rivers and lakes, and there are only a handful of people who have entered the eyes of the law, and among the number of hands in this hand, a few have died.

Planting autumn is one of them.

The world thinks highly of Yu Zhenyi, and thinks that the Nanyuan National Teacher is in autumn, and the high is high, which is still slightly inferior to Yu Zhenyi, a fairy who left the top of the mountain and entered the sea of clouds.

But Ding Ying never looked down on Yu Zhenyi, but praised Chongqiu.

Sixty years ago, in the chaotic war of Nanyuan Kingdom, Ding Ying was a person in the bureau from beginning to end, Yu Zhenyi and Chong Qiu, at that time they were just teenagers who fished in troubled waters and got a chance, after the end of the war, Ding Ying once met two inseparable people, and threatened that Chong Qiu would be a grandmaster in the future.

Chong Qiu asked Ding Ying two questions.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"What are we doing?"

"Sit down and talk. Ding Ying sat on the small bench, waved his sleeves casually, and floated another small stool beside Chong Qiu, after the latter sat down, Ding Ying said slowly: "Before answering two questions, let me ask you, do you know where you are?"

Chong Qiu's expression was solemn, "There is a sky outside the sky, I know." ”

Ding Ying smiled and nodded, "Compared to you looking for clues from the secret file, I want to be more direct, in the past sixty years, I have killed many immortals with my own hands, some have been enlightened, some have not yet woken up, and I have asked a lot of things from their mouths." ”

He stomped his foot, "Our place here is called the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, which is one of the seventy-two blessed lands, the territory of the Four Kingdoms, plus those territories that have not yet been developed, we think it is very large, and the immortals will feel that it is too small." According to them, our lotus flower blessed land can only be regarded as a medium blessed land. They surveyed the level of the blessed land, and in addition to the most important level of spiritual energy, the population was also very important. In fact, the area of the lotus flower blessed land is not vast, but on this soil, there are many talents in martial arts, and it has always been an excellent place for immortals to experience their state of mind. ”

Although Chong Qiu has been pursuing the truth for many years and has long speculated, he can hear Ding Ying's way to break the sky with his own ears, and the state of mind of the grandmaster of Gujing Bubo has also changed, and his face is still a little angry.

It wasn't until this moment that Chongqiu began to understand Yu Zhenyi's pressure.

Because he practiced the immortal technique, except for Ding Ying, Yu Zhenyi stood taller than anyone else and could see far, so he had an indifference to the disputes in the rivers and lakes, and even the changes in the temples of the Four Kingdoms, which outsiders could not imagine.

Ding Ying smiled: "But the really strange place of this lotus flower blessed land is because of a ......."

Speaking of this, Ding Ying smiled dumbly and looked up at the sky, "People, immortals?"

Ding Ying continued: "It is said that if you want to enter our side, it is much more difficult than other blessed lands, it depends on the mood of that guy, or the edge of the eyes. In the hometowns of those so-called immortals, compared to a sect called Yugui Sect, the blessed land of cloud caves in the hands of Tongyezhou, the lotus flower blessed land is not famous, and few deeds are reported. If it is said that Zhou Fei, Lu Fang and others are the children of families who are officials in other places, their careers are step-by-step, but more of them are some guys who broke in by mistake, whether they can get out depends on luck. ”

Chong Qiu pointed to the sky, "In this way, that outer heaven is called Tongye Continent?"

Ding Ying smiled playfully, "Who told you that it must be above our heads?"

Tan Qiu was silent in thought.

Ding Ying rarely meets a character who is worthy of speaking by himself, not only is he the first grandmaster in the world, but the world thinks that he is unmatched, and he can't see it at all, but he is like an old master with excellent patience, who is preaching and receiving karma for his students, "Now I can answer your second question, what are we doing?" Every sixty years, the top ten masters who have made it to the list and lived to the end can be caught by that guy and leave this place, and after that, everyone will have a great opportunity, and the upper class will soar together with a complete body and soul, and the lower class can only go elsewhere with a soul. ”

Chong Qiu asked: "So even if Jingyanglou digs three feet into the ground, he must find out the real top ten masters in the world and review the list, so as not to let someone hide from the sky and the sea, and get through the test in confusion?" In addition, in order to prevent someone from hiding too deeply, he deliberately added those things that can make his cultivation skyrocket, and he can get a divine weapon by killing the immortals, in order to prompt the first twenty people to gather and kill each other?"

"About that reverence building that made waves, there are many insiders, and they are deeper than you and I think. Without the 'beating' of the Respect Building every 20 years, the world would not be so chaotic. ”

Ding Ying said with a smile: "However, there are actually loopholes to drill during this period. ”

Chongqiu is worthy of being the national teacher of Nanyuan, and he can see through it at one point, "The stronger the stronger, huddle together for warmth, strive to work together, and finally divide the benefits." Don't talk about the past, let's just say that this time, Yu Zhenyi acted exactly like this, regardless of good and evil, and tried his best to win over the top twenty masters, in order to target you Ding Ying, and at the same time encircle and suppress the immortals. ”

Speaking of this, Chong Qiu frowned again and looked at Ding Ying, as if puzzled.

Ding Ying laughed, "You are not wrong, the safest way is to be in the top ten, be a little interesting, get closer to me early, seek refuge, as long as I get out of the demon sect, act fairly, be conscientious, and set good rules for the whole world, and then those who are expected to be on the list, everyone has their own abilities and talents, and finally I will judge you to rank in the autumn, whether he Yu Zhenyi is in the top three, then at least in the past 60 years, the world is peaceful, where do you need to fight brains, just learn from each other." ”

Chong Qiu thought about it carefully and made sure that it was not Ding Ying's nonsense.

Ding Ying tapped her knees lightly with her fingers, looking particularly leisurely, "But I don't think it's interesting." ”

Tanqiu asked the same question again, "What do you want to do?"

Ding Ying waved his hand, still did not answer this question, but changed the topic, "You just need to know that this time the situation has changed, there are no ten people who are not ten, and the three people who live to the end can take away five, three and one people from this world respectively." ”

Ding Ying accentuated, "Any three people." ”

The autumn look is as usual.

Ding Ying tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Dead people are fine, as long as they have actually appeared in history." If you choose those dead people, they will not only come back to life and return to their minds, but they will become loyal puppets. Isn't that interesting?"

In Chongqiu's mind, several people immediately appeared.

Wei Xian, the founding emperor of the Nanyuan Kingdom, was known as the first in the millennium and in battle.

Lu Baixiang, who founded the Demon Sect, has been the most famous leader of the Demon Dao in the past five hundred years.

The right side of the sword immortal Sui who can make Yu Zhenyi admire.

The first person in the world before Ding Ying, the outright madman Zhu Yong.

These people were all well-deserved first, but without exception, they died in the human world, Emperor Wei Xian died at the age of one hundred and twenty, Lu Baixiang died in a siege of dozens of top masters, Sui died on the right side of the sword in front of everyone's eyes, countless people saw her fall back into the human world in the process, flesh and blood melted, the shape of the bones, and disappeared. After being seriously injured, Zhu Yong died in Ding Ying's hands, and the silver lotus crown was also worn on the top of Ding Ying's head from Zhu Yong's head.

Tanqiu asked, "Why?"

Ding Ying smiled: "You ask me, who am I going to ask?"

Chong Qiu looked directly at Ding Ying's eyes, "You, Zhou Fei, and Lu Fang are already three of you." ”

Ding Ying smiled, "So you have two choices now, go and kill Lu Fang, or join forces with Yu Zhenyi and try to kill me." ”

Chongqiu was silent.

Ding Ying played with the taste: "But I advise you to wait, maybe Lu Fang doesn't need you to kill him." ”

Tanqiu asked, "If you were to leave, which three people would you take with you?"

Ding Ying pointed to Cao Qinglang, who was standing at the door of the stove room, "If I want to leave, I will only take him away." ”

Chong Qiu glanced at the child and wondered, "The qualifications are not outstanding. ”

Ding Ying laughed.

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Lu Fang, who was unrestrained, handed out the first sword.

After a sword, from the position where Lu Fang was standing, to the end of this street, an extremely long ravine half a foot high was split.

Not to mention the natives of Ya'er and Zhou Shi, even Feng Qingbai was dumbfounded, as if he was in his hometown Tongyezhou.

The smiling face is more vivid.

Leaning against the big tree to enjoy the shade, in the early years, due to fate, he became friends with Lu Fang at the most depressed time, when he was hot-blooded, he accompanied him to the Spring Tide Palace, under the circumstances, it was regarded as accompanying Lu Fang to die generously, and then Lu Fang was at the foot of the mountain, knocked out the smiling face, and climbed the mountain alone to challenge Zhou Fei, and when the smiling face came to his senses, Lu Fang sat beside him, no longer the frustrated person who borrowed wine all day to drown his sorrows.

For many years after that, only Smiling Face was able to climb the mountain and descend alive from the bird's-eye view of Lufang's bird's eye view.

Zhou Shi was the most helpless, wouldn't the formation he had worked so hard to lay out useless?

The fly in the ointment was that the young white-robed swordsman actually ran away.

At the moment when Lu Fang took out the sword, it seemed that he had already determined that he could not stop the mighty power of this sword, moved out horizontally, and then directly smashed into the wall, and disappeared.

Lu Fang looked around and didn't think that the man had retreated.

It seemed to be a random sword slash away, and the wall was split into a large door on the spot.

The dust was flying, and it was vaguely seen that a white robe had dodged the flood of sword qi and disappeared again.

Lu Fang knew that if it continued like this, no one would be able to hurt anyone, and his own killing power was better than him, but that person could dodge every time he shot his sword.

Unless someone makes up their minds to exchange lives with the other party.

For example, Lu Fang put away most of his sword qi and gave the person a chance to get close.

Or maybe that person is willing to gamble, and can carry Lu Fang's two swords to kill the enemy and protect himself, and then kill Lu Fang with one punch.

Lu Fang raised his sword upward.

A huge arc moon sword qi appeared in the air and roared away.

A white robe hurriedly gave up the forward rush and fell rapidly, only to dodge the sword qi.

Lu Fang swept up the wall in one step.

The man dodged several times, but Lu Fang never saw Feng Qingbai's saber, which was a little strange.

Lu Fang only saw the man standing on the eaves of a roof in the distance, his big sleeves swaying slightly, and the vermilion wine gourd on his waist, it was not just as simple as looking at the dust, but a strong fist intent with heaven and earth, and the fist intent was heavy and clear, which was extremely difficult. Even Lu Fang, who is famous in Tongye Continent, has to admit that this young immortal who is full of martial arts and mixed learning, as long as he can leave the lotus blessed land alive, his future achievements will not be low.

If you can't catch a fish with a fishing rod, then you can use another method and cast a fishing net widely.

Lu Fang raised his arm and shook a sword flower.

In addition to the one he held in his hand, Lu Fang also hovered in front of Lu Fang thirty-six identical famous swords, like foot soldiers, orderly and heavily guarded.

A long sword, slowly moving forward, and then suddenly accelerating, breaking through the air.

Chen Ping'an flew over the rooftops, tossing and turning, and one by one the sword qi that turned into white rainbows, like maggots on tarsal bones, exploded one after another around him.

In addition to controlling the thirty-six sword qi Dachun and using them as crossbow arrows, as long as Chen Ping'an opened the distance, he would advance appropriately, always maintaining a distance of thirty zhang, and not giving Chen Ping'an a chance to rush to the front of him in one go. Of course, Lu Fang used his sword to kill Chen Ping'an, not to play a game of cat and mouse. But when Chen Ping'an can be deceived and approached, and when he mistakenly thinks that he can win or lose with one punch, Lu Fang will set a trap for Chen Ping'an.

It's just that before the thirty-six swords were used up, the man began to run towards Lu Fang, stepping on the left and right points with light steps, not walking in a straight line.

Lu Fang was slightly surprised, and sneered in his heart, this is coming?

With a slight movement of the five fingers, the last six flying swords suddenly spread out, drawing arcs in the air, and finally the tips of the swords converged at a certain point.

That place happened to be the place where the man had to pass through to punch.

In a flash, six flying swords exploded together behind the man, with a huge momentum.

Sure enough, it can be faster.

Lu Fang was not the slightest surprised, let alone panicked.

The real big Tsubaki in his hand swept with a sword.

The sword qi condenses a line.

This sword seems to directly divide the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom into two layers.

Chen Ping'an did not retreat, but advanced, moving forward, and slashed at the sword light with a punch.

Blood splattered in front of him.

Lu Fang's eyes were indifferent, and he just slashed down with a sword.

Up and down, then left and right.

It's just that Lu Fang stepped on the roof completely instinctively in an instant, and then a flying sword on his head flew towards Chen Ping'an from behind Lu Fang's previous body.

Lu Fang's heart palpitated.

That Feng Qingbai's saber must have been left near the wall all the time, and it seemed that it was reckless to crash away and sweep a sword, not for punching at all, but to play a sword master to control the sword, and strike head and tail.

Chen Ping'an reached out and held the long sword.

It's just a little bit closer to being able to give the land boat a heart-chilling.

But there was no regret, and he silently said "Go!" in his heart.

Lu Fang was shocked in his heart, and he didn't have time to remind Zhou Shi, the hairpin on the street, that he didn't care about anything, so he followed closely behind, threw the big chun in his hand, and went to the wall.

Lu Fang was slightly distracted and used the real sword technique, so as not to make any more mistakes, and saving people could not be killed.

Feng Qingbai's saber pierced through the wall and stabbed at the back of Zhou Shi's head.

Almost at the same time, Lu Fang's big tsubaki was slightly tilted and nailed into the wall, crashing into the flying sword from a higher place,

At the last moment, Da Chun slammed into the flying sword, causing the flying sword to fall, only penetrating Zhou Shi's shoulder, and the huge penetrating force made the hairpin stumble forward.

Lu Fang looked up suddenly.

A white robe fell like a meteor, and came to Lu Fang's body from the hole in the roof, and a punch arrived.

Lu Fang's whole person was beaten upside down and slid out, shattering the wall, and the second punch came again.

God-man drum pose.

Lu Fang ate the Nine Fists Divine Man Drum Pose in this straight line, and went backwards all the way, and the wall where the smiling face and Chen Ping'an had stood before also hit Lu Fang's back to pieces.

Lu Fang tried to try to rescue him from Edgeworth Tsubaki, but found that he didn't dare at all, so he could only condense his qi and try his best to protect his body.

After all, Da Chun is just a divine weapon in this heaven and earth, not the natal flying sword that Lu Fang is stranded in Tongye Continent.

The tenth punch, Chen Ping'an, resolutely handed it out.

Lu Fang slammed into the building on the other side of the street, just like the pipa woman before, and finally dived into the wall, bleeding and embarrassed.

But Chen Ping'an also paid the price for this insistence on punching.

A person appeared on his side and punched Chen Ping'an in the temple.

It's like being struck on the skull by a bell.

Chen Ping'an flew out more than ten zhang away, half-squatting on the street, and at his feet was the ravine that had been split by Lu Fang's sword qi before.

The guy who interrupted Chen Ping'an's drumming style, dressed in a Confucian shirt, stood there, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand clenched in front of him, calm and relaxed.

Chen Ping'an turned his head, spit out a mouthful of black and cyan blood, and reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth.

The thin little girl who happened to be between Nanyuan Guoshi and Chen Ping'an, from beginning to end, she was curled up on a small bench at the base of the wall.

She quietly glanced at the guy in the white robe, who was powerful, but it was a little pitiful at this moment.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she found that he was going to sit still by himself, although he gave a terrible punch, and slowly stood up behind him, he was looking at an old man like Mr. Gakujuku, but he was also looking at himself.

Probably saying, don't be afraid?

She knew her life and was linked to him. Once he dies, he will probably die too.

But she just couldn't help but be angry, and she wished that he would beat that old Wang Ba to death the next moment.

This kind of emotion is inexplicable.

Just like the little snowman she saw in the small wooden box.

She liked it so much, since she couldn't get it, she would fall, ruin, and die.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

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