Pang Yuanji was stunned for a moment, and gave a thumbs up to the young green-shirted guest.

Dare to talk to him like this, Pang Yuanji, in this Great Wall of Sword Qi, which has nothing but the most sword cultivation, it has to be Yuanying Sword Cultivation to start.

It's not that Pang Yuanji looks down on the foreigner who has won two games in a row.

It's that Pang Yuanji simply looks down on the entire Haoran world.

More than this contempt, there is more emotion, disgust, mixed with a trace of natural hatred.

If it weren't for the Beiju Luzhou Sword Cultivator, Ah Liang, left and right, the existence of these sword cultivators in the world, Pang Yuanji would even hate that extremely unfamiliar, rich, and stable world.

Therefore, this young sword cultivator, who was regarded as the most compatible with Ning Yao in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no longer spoke.

Pang Yuanji drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp, then stood up, left the wine table, and slowly walked to the street.

The one-eyed, bearded man looked the same as before, just drinking.

Pang Yuanji is not interested in the love between men and women, who Ning Yao likes, he Pang Yuanji doesn't care at all.

What Pang Yuanji cared about was only the identity of the sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the identity of the disciple of Lord Yinguan.

The biggest thing in common between the two is that the convicts and vagrants in the vast world, this is the imprint that has existed for thousands of years, the boss sword fairy at the head of the city, who lives alone and has never spoken out, but the young people after 10,000 years have grievances!

After Pang Yuanji walked to the street, his expression was solemn, it was hard to imagine that this was a young man who was only twenty-five years old, "Chen Ping'an, I have no opinion on you, but I have a lot of opinions about Haoran World." ”

It may be that on the mountain of the vast world, at this age, even if he is just a monk of the cave mansion and the sea viewing realm, he is already the ancestor of the ordinary immortal family's mountain, and he is arched by the stars.

At the foot of the mountain over there, there may be a young handsome man with the title of a gold list, enjoying the glory of the glorious lintel, and he is full of spirit.

But here, in Pang Yuanji's hometown, someone once said that this is a place where birds don't, because the sword qi is too heavy, and birds are hard to find, which is really pitiful. Then the drunken man who was surrounded by many children and teenagers at that time said that in the future, if you have the opportunity, you must go to the inverted hanging mountain, and then go to a place farther than the inverted hanging mountain, and take a look, where in any continent, the water spirit girl is a big handful, and ensure that no one will be a bachelor.

Here, any child, as long as his eyes are not blind, then the number of sword immortals he has seen in his lifetime will be more than the Upper Five Realm cultivators in the vast world.

Because here, you will casually bump into a certain sword immortal who buys and drinks on the street, and from time to time you will see a sword immortal going to the city.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "I have no opinion on you Pang Yuanji, but I have a lot of opinions on a certain statement." ”

The restaurants on both sides of the street are talking more and more vigorously.

Even those young sword cultivators who were in their hometown of Beiju Luzhou, all of them were above the top, after arriving at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no one dared to say or act like this when they first arrived.

After a long time, there will be friends of life and death, or continue to look unpleasant, and there will be disagreeable discussions, but in the past hundred years, there has really been no such stunned young man.

Beiju Luzhou is a continent that deals with the Great Wall of Sword Qi the most, but the young people who come here to practice, before they arrive at the Inverted Hanging Mountain, they will be admonished by the elders of their respective sects, different people have different tones, but the meaning is much the same, it is nothing more than to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, collect your temper, and be more forbearant in case of trouble, do not involve major rights and wrongs, do not allow reckless words, and do not allow casual swords, there are very few rules on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the more so, the more troublesome it is.

What can make the sword cultivation of Beiju Luzhou treat it so cautiously is probably the Great Wall of Sword Qi that seems to be sandwiched between the two worlds.

Dong Bu, who had a round face, stood on the second floor, surrounded by a large group of women of the same age, and some girls who had not yet been drawn and were still childish, most of them had sparkling eyes, looking at Pang Yuanji, who Sister Ning didn't like anyway, so none of them would have a chance.

Dong Bu was actually a little worried, afraid that his younger brother, who had no tendons, would fall into an inexplicable chaotic battle.

Qi Hunt's side, there is also his own small hill, whether it is the family power behind the young man, or the accumulation of the combat power of the young sword cultivator, it is not inferior to Ning Yao's side, and even surpasses, Ren Yi who walked away in shame and anger, once there is a conflict, some fight.

So Dong must not be worried, but also a little gearing up and eager to try.

She is Dong Huafu's own sister.

A baby fat girl stood on tiptoe, lay on the windowsill, and nodded vigorously: "This guy is quite handsome." You guys like Pang Yuanji, anyway, from now on, I like this guy named Chen Ping'an. Sister Dong, if Sister Ning doesn't want him one day, remember to remind me immediately, I can take advantage of the weakness to get married, forget it, the wedding clothes in the Jiaoshan Building shop are really good-looking, and they don't feel slippery. ”

Dong Bu raised his leg and kicked the little girl's buttocks, and said with a smile: "Generally, girls who can't figure out their brains think that men want to go crazy, but you are good, you want to go crazy thinking about wearing a wedding dress." ”

The girl rubbed her buttocks, swayed her slender shoulders, pushed a snickering peer next to her away, and shouted: "Sister Dong, my mother said it, you are the most unclear old girl!"

Dong Bu smiled with a smile on his face, said something like this, and then reached out and pressed the little girl's head, slammed into the windowsill one by one, and banged, "Old girl, right?"

After Dong couldn't stop his hand, the girl rubbed her forehead, turned her head, and grinned: "Little girl, little girl, Sister Dong, who is eighteen years old." ”

The girl slandered in her heart, an eighty-year-old girl.

As a result, Dong Bu pressed the girl's head again, and knocked it down, "Eighty years old, right? Just your little bit of caution, it's almost not written on your face." ”

Dong Bu suddenly let go of his hand, "I'll just say, Qi Hunt has spent so much effort, and he won't give up this opportunity to be in the limelight to Pang Yuanji in vain." ”

The girl didn't care about competing with Dong Bu, and pressed the head of the peer next to her, she stretched her neck to look at it, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "If I were Qi Hunting, I would have overturned the wine table and fought a long time ago." ”

From the liquor store at the end of the street, someone appeared on the street, it was Qi Hunt.

He is tall and magnificent, with a long shirt and a sword on his back, clean and neat.

Qi Hunt smiled and said: "Yuanji, this is almost my family matter, let me come, otherwise I will be mistaken for a shrunken turtle." ”

Pang Yuanji turned his head, seeming a little embarrassed.

Qi Hunt's eyes bypassed Pang Yuanji, looking at the bare-handed foreign martial artist, not very old, it is said that he came from such a small place as Aquarius, about ten years ago, he came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but he has been hiding in the city to practice boxing, and as a result, he lost Cao Ci three times in a row, which is one of the two things worth taking out and talking about, and the other one, which is more spread among women and women, is a joke that came out of the Dong family, Ning Yao said that she can beat a hundred Chen Ping'an with one hand.

Whether it was lost to Cao Ci or being teased by Ning Yao, it was actually not a shame.

It's just that Qi Hunt heard it, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Pang Yuanji said with a smile: "Between you and me, there must only be one person to make a move, why don't you and I simply take this opportunity to divide the winners and losers first and decide who will entertain the guests?"

Qi Hunt was a little embarrassed.

The whistles came and went, encouraging the two to fight first, and then say, some people have begun to plan to sit in the bank, let people bet on winning or losing, and who can divide the winner and loser in a few moves, these roads are all learned from Ah Liang, a gambling bank, there are more than a dozen betting tricks at every turn, in Ah Liang's words, is to fight, toilet paper becomes silk, bet on a bet, bald and long hair.

Previously, this young man surnamed Chen from the countryside, some single gamblers sat in the bank, mostly betting on whether they would go out, and more, they didn't have much extravagance. Where did you think that this guy not only went out, but also fought two battles with people, and won two games. In the early years, Ah Liang sat in the village, and the people who went to the gambling table felt enjoyable when they won or lost, but the gambling products were really bad, when Ah Liang and an old gambler who was expected to return, the old gambler first won with a small and big, and won a big win, but once, most of the people followed the old gambler to bet, and vowed to let Ah Liang lose so much that even the pants had to stay on the gambling table, and gave Ah Liang a breath to earn back the book, not to mention, but also earned more than half a year of wine money.

Everyone only heard afterwards that the poor old man who "fainted under the gambling table on the spot", the old gambling stick who seemed to be bankrupt, got a large amount of dividends, with dozens of Gu Yu money, first hidden, and then in the dead of night, he was secretly escorted all the way to the gate by Ah Liang, and the two said goodbye. If it weren't for the fact that the wife and aunt of the knife room couldn't stand it and leaked the heavenly secret, it is estimated that the gamblers of all ages and children who had difficulties and lost together would still be kept in the dark.

Even so, the man on this side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi still felt that without that guy who had been stabbed a thousand times, he would lose a lot of fun drinking on weekdays.

Chen Ping'an has seen the two short journeys of Pang Yuanji and Qi Hunt, the size of the steps of the two sides, the weight of the landing, the stretching of muscles, the ripples of the qi, and the speed and slowness of breathing.

It's just a little thing to look at.

Just talking about what he saw in his eyes, not mentioning what he had heard in advance, Pang Yuanji was more proficient, and it was more difficult to see the depth, of course, it could be that Qi Hunt didn't bother to disguise at all, or it was better to disguise.

Chen Ping'an's this is purely a habit of nature, idle and nothing, find something to do for yourself.

Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry at all, and gently twisted his wrist.

Pang Yuanji and Qi Hunt discussed the result first.

It doesn't matter who comes first and who comes last.

It's nothing more than picking out the one that best fits the current situation from more than a dozen established schemes, and it's as simple as that.

On both sides of the street, I found that the young man from a foreign country began to close his eyes and recuperate.

With one palm behind the back, the other hand is clenched into a fist and pressed against the abdomen.

Dressed in a green shirt, with a hosta on his head, he has a slender figure.

So there is a little bit of a jade tree in the wind.

There was a lot of shouting and invective, but there were also noticeably more cheers.

There was no one else in Ning Yao's eyes.

Stacking Zhang gently tugged at Ning Yao's sleeve, it was the dark green robe.

When Sister Ning left Haoran World, she was dressed like this, and after she came back, it was the same, although the robe has the benefits of the robe, but there is always such a costume, and she is about to look like a woman.

Ning Yao turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Stacked his chin tapped at the figure in the distance, then held out a thumbs up.

Ning Yao kept a straight face and raised his eyebrows.

It seems that on the street, that guy's words and deeds are Chen Ping'an doing a natural thing.

I'm not surprised at all.

You will feel strange, just because you are not me Ning Yao.

Chen Sanqiu stretched out his hand and gently patted Yan Fatzi's cheek, "Someone has played a good set of boxing techniques in the martial arts arena." ”

Yan Zhuo slapped Chen Sanqiu's hand away, and said proudly: "What did I say before, the famous martial arts master, my eyes, tsk." ”

Dong Huafu said sullenly: "Ren Yi and Pu Yu, it is clear that they are deliberately arranged by Qi Hunt, so that people can't find fault, Ren Yi is among the sword cultivators in the Longmen Realm, young, fast flying swords, Chen Ping'an lost, of course, no face, won Ren Yi, Pu Yu is the most fancy, won Pu Yu, it is easy to take it lightly, Chen Ping'an also has a lot of fame, and then Qi Hunt, who has a bad stomach, to solve Chen Ping'an, Qi Hunt can maximize benefits, so this is a serial set. ”

Yan Zhuo rolled his eyes and said, "You Dong Heitan know, we don't know?"

Dong Huafu said: "I'm afraid that Qi Hunt will lose his mind and go crazy, and he will be ruthless." ”

Chen Sanqiu nodded, "The biggest trouble is here." ”

Because of the three people on the street, leaving aside Pang Yuanji, who changed from watching the excitement to being lively for people to see, only said that Chen Ping'an and Qi Hunt, this is no longer a young man of about the same age, what kind of battle of will, Chen Ping'an really shouldn't mention Ning Yao and Slashing Dragon Tai, which gave Qi Hunt an excuse not to act according to the rules. It involves matters between men and women, and it also involves the family. Qi Hunt did a ruthless fight this time, and those old men of the big family might be unhappy, but if Qi Hunt made a soft sword, it would be even more unbearable. It's a person who knows how to make trade-offs.

Yan Zhuo rubbed his chin, "It's this reason, it's my brother Ping'an who did a slight mistake." ”

Among them, Dong Heitan is the stupidest one, but Dong Heitan is not really stupid, but he has always been too lazy to use his brain.

Of course, Dong Heitan is probably one Chen Sanqiu worse than him Yan Zhuo.

Chen Sanqiu thought about it, and said with a smile: "Don't care about this mess, anyway, Chen Ping'an dares to say this, dare to name and name in one breath, as if ordering food, and call Qi Hunt and Pang Yuanji, I will recognize Chen Ping'an as a friend." Because I don't dare. Making friends, what to do, it's not just about eating and drinking, friends can also do something that they can't do on their own. There are a lot of idle doglegs around me, this kind of thing, I want face, I can't do it. If Qi Hunt dares to break the rules, we are not eating dry rice, kill all the way, Dong Heitan, you fight halfway, and then pretend to be dead, deliberately injured, your sister will definitely help us, as soon as she makes a move, her friends, for the sake of righteousness, will definitely have to take action, even if it is for show, it is enough for Qi Hunt those fox friends to eat a big pot of rouge wine. ”

Ning Yao said: "Qi Hunt is already much stronger than you, between the first line, let alone a few of you, the distance is far away, and I can't stop it." So I will stare at Qi Hunt's battlefield choice, once Qi Hunt deliberately lures Chen Ping'an to lean on the side of the stacked shop, it means that Qi Hunt will be ruthless, in short, you don't have to care, just watch the show. What's more, Chen Ping'an would not necessarily give Qi Hunt a chance to hold the sword in his hand, he should have noticed something wrong. ”

Ning Yao glanced at the sword behind Qi Hunt.

Chen Sanqiu was speechless.

Stacked mountains are worried.

She knew she was the worst at these things.

Sometimes, the delicate and sensitive people in their hearts have to admit that if Chen Sanqiu is a good person, it is okay to say, if he is smart and uses the wrong place, it is really bad.

Because they have a higher vision, helping them at a young age, they can use a condescending vision to look at those complex personnel that will only make Diezhang feel a mess, and they can also peel back the cocoon, find the most critical contexts, and solve many problems.

Ah Liang said that this is also one of the swordsmanship between heaven and earth.

Ah Liang once said to Diezhang that if you are friends with Chen Sanqiu, watch more and learn more, you will probably have two hearts to pass, and only after passing can you be a long-term friend. Can't get by, one day, without experiencing life and death, the two sides will naturally, the more they have nothing to talk about, from making friends to nodding friends. This kind of ending is not called a happy ending, it has nothing to do with the rights and wrongs of both parties, there is really a day, drinking is, a good-looking girl, who drinks a lot, has a beautiful face, and a slender figure, can last a long time.

Ning Yao suddenly turned his head and asked, "Do you think Chen Ping'an will definitely lose?"

Chen Sanqiu said helplessly: "To tell a lie, I think Chen Ping'an can knock down Qi Hunt with one hand, to be honest, Qi Hunt didn't carry that sword, I think Chen Ping'an still has some chance of winning." ”

Ning Yao was noncommittal.

She turned her head to look at one place, her brow furrowing.

It was on the edge of the roof of a restaurant, and there sat a little girl in a loose black robe, combing two playful and cute pigtails, yawning for a long time.

She seemed a little impatient, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Pang Yuanji, grind and chirp, I have to cut off several pieces of for you, don't you be ashamed, first kill Qi Hunting, and then fight whoever is who, isn't it over?!"

Chen Ping'an was almost at the same time as Ning Yao, looking at the side of the roof.

It was a powerful existence that looked out of tune, and with one punch, it could make the skin of the great demon of the Ascension Realm open.

The difference in the temper of the Dong family's sword cultivation can only rank second in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Because she's there.

Chen Ping'an was once on the top of the city, and after seeing her "fall straight down" from the city, she ran to "frolic and play" with a big demon close to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

It was a genuine fairy realm monster, but the boss sword fairy said that if she didn't kill the other party, she felt that she had lost.

On the street, except for Ning Yao, and a few sword immortals who deliberately turned a blind eye to the "little girl", and of course Chen Ping'an, almost everyone had their hairs standing on end.

No one is bored and open-mouthed.

"Hidden Official" is not her name, but an ancient official position that has not been recorded, inherited from generation to generation, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, responsible for supervising the army, punishment and other things, there are many hidden officials in history who are unworthy and have become puppets, but after she took over this title, the Great Wall of Sword Qi's contempt for hidden officials is gone. Not only did she kill the most demons in the Middle Five Realms, but on the battlefield in the south for thousands of years, there were many cowardly sword cultivators who were beaten by her punch and killed on the spot.

In the battle of the thirteenth year, the first person to fight on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi was this Yinguan who was equally famous in the wild world, and as a result, the other party was a big demon who was famous for hand-to-hand combat, and when he saw her, he directly admitted defeat and ran away, and then confronted both sides, and watched a little girl on the battlefield, smashing the sky and the ground for a full quarter of an hour.

Pang Yuanji nodded, "Listen to Master." ”

Qi Hunt clenched his fists and bowed his head, "I beg Lord Yinguan, let me strike first." Regardless of whether I win or lose, I will fight with Yuanji, and I am willing to share life and death. ”

Yinguan's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand vigorously, "This can be had, then it's a slippery one, hurry up and fight, you just have to fight to the death, I will help you keep the rules, I am the fairest for this kind of thing." ”

Then she looked at the wine table where Pang Yuanji had been drinking before, and wrinkled a little face, "That poor blind worm, throw a pot of wine over, if you dare not appreciate your face, I will hammer you......"

Suddenly, the entire wine shop exploded, the roof tiles splashed, the house was full of messes, all the big and small sword cultivators in the wine shop had passed out directly, and then looked, the bearded man who was the sword immortal of the Jade Pu Realm had been kicked in the head by her, and flew out directly against the wall, covered in dust, and did not return to the wine store after getting up. She stood on the only intact wine table, stomped her foot slightly, the wine jug bounced, was held in her hand, sniffed, and said with a bitter face: "A smell of urine, but it's wine, it's wine!"

In the end, this high-ranking hidden official actually had some gnashing of teeth and a sad look.

At the moment when the Hidden Official left the roof.

Chen Ping'an took a step forward, but immediately retracted it, then looked at Qi Hunt and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Pang Yuanji leaned back, swept back to the unsightly wine shop, raised his hand to catch a fallen tile, and said with a smile: "Master, the boss sword immortal said that you are not allowed to drink." ”

The hidden official said angrily: "I'll just smell it, what's wrong, it's a crime, who is in charge of the punishment of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, is it his old immortal Chen Qingdu?"

In an instant, she sat on the wine table sickly and threw the pot of wine to Pang Yuanji, "Help me keep it first." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head.

A rainbow light passed by his ears, and just the sword qi cut a tiny blood groove on Chen Ping'an's face.

He bent slightly, his toes were a little, his figure was gone, and a huge cobweb cracked from the ground in an instant, and not only that, but there were bursts of muffled thunder that echoed deep underground.

A green shirt was on the street far from where he had stood before, his body was abruptly tilted, and a faster sword light flashed away, if he didn't dodge, he would have been pierced by the sword light through the back vest.

The hidden official sat on the table and nodded slightly, which was a small reward for the two juniors who did not distinguish the winner so quickly, she was bored, so she raised her hands, grabbed her two pigtails, and shook them gently.

Pang Yuanji stood aside respectfully and laughed softly: "Can all the Golden Body Realm martial artists in the world run so fast?"

Yin Guan thought for a moment and gave an answer that she herself felt was very insightful, "Maybe it may be relatively rare." ”

Pang Yuanji was not surprised.

However, Pang Yuanji really had a question that he couldn't figure out, and said in his heart: "Master doesn't seem to have a good impression of Chen Ping'an?"

The hidden official pursed his lips, "Chen Qing is pleasing to the eye, but I can't see it." ”

She flicked her fingers, and a Biezhou Yuanying Jian Xiu who accidentally heard her words on the street, her forehead exploded like thunder, her eyes rolled, and she fell to the ground, not ten days and a half months, she didn't want to get up from the hospital bed, lie down and enjoy the happiness, and there are people to serve, anti-customer-oriented, how good, she feels that she is so empathetic and good-tempered.

Yin Guan said suddenly: "According to the martial arts realm that everyone is showing at the moment, in fact, he can't dodge the flying sword twice, he mainly relies on guessing." ”

Pang Yuanji said with a smile: "Qi Hunt is far from doing his best. ”

The hidden official was a little disappointed, "It's boring." ”

She stood up, repented, and shouted, "Go on, I don't care about you anymore, remember to remember, fights regardless of life and death are never good fights." ”

The hidden official disappeared in an instant.

Only one disciple was left with a wry smile.

Pang Yuanji gathered his mind and looked at the street.

Qi Hunt didn't move at all, but the green shirt was closing the distance.

In the fight in the world, qi practitioners are most afraid of sword cultivation, and at the same time, sword cultivation is also the least afraid of being close to pure martial artists.

Especially Qi Hunt.

Because of Qi Hunt's natal flying sword, he has more than one, the one that has already appeared, called "Flying Kite".

And the faster "heartstrings" are waiting for a golden body realm martial artist to bully him into the world.

Yan Zhuo was frightened when he saw it, and he looked unnatural.

Ning Yao has always been like a water, the most insider, but the most like an outsider.

This is probably the difference between her and Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an is always thoughtful, and Ning Yao is always neat.

Qi Hunt had some regrets when he sacrificed the second natal flying sword.

The Qi family's sword cultivation has always been good at small-scale fighting, especially proficient in quick solutions to confrontation situations.

Flying sword heartstrings, always fast and accurate.

The two sides are only ten steps apart.

Even if the green shirt has escaped the fatal assassination, it still can't escape the fate of being pierced through the shoulder, and the figure is inevitably slightly stagnant, just in such a moment, the natal sword "Flying Kite" brushed against Chen Ping'an's neck.

The green shirt seemed to have been completely coerced by the sword light of the two flying swords, and he was in a cage.

Just when many spectators felt that the overall situation had been decided, Chen Ping'an disappeared out of thin air.

Qi Hunt remained unmoved.

The third most treacherous natal flying sword "Jumping Beads", divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and so on, in Qi Hunt around it is like weaving a spider web, every criss-cross node of the spider web, there is a "jumping bead" flying sword hovering over an inch of length, and the previous Jin Dan sword repair, the flying sword only relies on the transformation of virtual and real, very different, the change of this jumping bead is true, the ancestor of the Qi family is quite satisfied with this, and feels that this flying sword is the real Qi Hunt can be carefully polished for thousands of years, The most able to stand by the side of a flying sword, after all, a natal flying sword that can achieve both offense and defense in the true sense, when the flying sword owner, the higher the realm, the more numerous the jumping beads, the closer to a fairy soldier, once Qi Hunt can support the pattern of thousands of jumping beads gathered together, you can verify the early Taoist sage's auspicious proverb of "sitting on the galaxy, rain falling on the world".

Chen Ping'an, who appeared five steps away from Qi Hunt's side, seemed to retreat in the face of difficulties, and once again resorted to the immortal family technique of shrinking the ground into inches.

Qi Hunt knew that this guy would appear behind him, and several key tricks chirped slightly, and the small number of jumping beads behind the original formation was like scattering beans into soldiers in an instant, and the number skyrocketed.

At the same time, the heartstrings of the flying sword, which can naturally track the soul of the enemy, follow the green shirt closely, and as for the flying kite, it operates more freely.

Qi Hunt just wants to stand still, so he plays this guy around.

Golden Body Realm Martial Artist?

If you hunt with me, you can only walk the dog by me.

One side was unscathed.

One side keeps punching, tossing and turning for most of the day, and in the end exhausting himself half to death, is it fun?

Qi Hunt thought it was fun.

Yan Zhuo muttered: "If it goes on like this, the situation is not good." Although the flying kite is almost like such a bird, and it can't change more tricks, but if I'm not mistaken, now Qi Hunt can support at least more than 500 jumping beads, and now it is less than 300, and the more it drags on, the more familiar the heartstrings are with Chen Ping'an's soul, and it will only get faster and faster, which is really called a fast. This guy has a really black heart, and he clearly did it on purpose. ”

Chen Sanqiu smiled bitterly: "There are many flying swords, and they are properly coordinated, but they are so incomprehensible." ”

Speaking of this, Chen Sanqiu couldn't help but glance at Ning Yao's back.

In the distance, the battle was one-sided, and she remained indifferent.

The green shirt in the eyes of everyone was extremely embarrassed, and it stopped suddenly, and the fist intent flowing all over his body was surging and rapid, it was simply a kind of condensation that was almost visible to the naked eye, and even some of the Lower Five Realm monks could see it clearly.

Qi Hunt, who had his back to Chen Ping'an, did not hesitate, did not deliberately pursue the slightest big victory result, stepped out, facing Ning Yao and their group Qi Hunt, directly swept out more than ten zhang, and the number of jumping beads in the abbot's small world increased again, making the sword formation more compact and thick.

A punch to chase.

As soon as Qi Hunt turned around, he was in a solemn mood and chose to retreat, but it just fell in the eyes of everyone, as if Qi Hunt was still strolling leisurely, very comfortable.

The flying kite and the heartstrings.

was hit by the same two sword lights.

The two flying swords that appeared inexplicably were simply embroidered pillows that they didn't like, but they only slightly blocked the attack of the flying kite and the heartstrings, and they were bounced away.

But that's enough.

Qi Hunt watched as he wore a green shirt and broke through the bead sword formation with one punch, and the flesh and blood of the opponent's fist were blurred, and white bones could be seen.

It's also a little bit of a block.

It is also enough for Qi Hunt to control the two natal flying swords of the flying kite and the heartstrings, the faster heartstrings, the mysterious arc, the tip of the sword is pointed directly at Chen Ping'an's heart and slightly down an inch, after all, it is not murder, otherwise Chen Ping'an is dead, or half dead, he Qi Hunt is equivalent to losing. A cheap life, relying on luck to get to today, came here, it is not worth his hunting to be told a joke.

The flying kite stabbed at the back of the green shirt.

Qi Hunt wanted to see how many catties and taels were left in that punch after the two swords penetrated the body of this Golden Body Realm martial artist.

It is necessary to know that the sword cultivation physique, tempered by the natal flying sword day and night, is almost comparable to the tenacity of the soldier monk among the thousands of qi practitioners.

Qi Hunt, who has three natal flying swords, has a strong physique, which is beyond the ordinary, and it is even more natural.

Qi Hunt in an instant, with instinct, on the operation of all the key qi fu full of aura, in the small world of the human body, a water mansion, clouds steaming, a mountain, grass and trees blind, the rest of the several major points with natal objects, each with a superfluous vision, so that many qi machines flow outside the small world of the human body, so that Qi Hunt's whole person is shrouded in a layer of brilliant brilliance, Qi Hunt's eyes are even more ripples of golden light.

It turned out that Chen Ping'an not only had two shit flying swords.

also has a real natal flying sword, dark green sword light, extremely fast, just with the tip of the sword to the tip of the sword, against the heartstrings, the two sides staggered, as if they took the initiative to make way for Chen Ping'an and continue to punch!

As for the flying kite behind a green shirt, it never caught up with Chen Ping'an and successfully pierced the opponent's spine.

After a punch with bare bones.

Although the corners of Qi Hunt's mouth oozed blood, his heart was still slightly settled.

OK.

The fist is not heavy.

Open the way with iron horses and chisel formations.

Plus a punch god drum pose.

Qi Hunt saw a flower in front of him, even if he had already used the strength of the opponent's punch, he took advantage of the momentum to retreat and move sideways, and there was actually another punch that smashed on him unreasonably, not only did he never be able to do it, but even the heartstrings that communicated with his heart seemed to be a little dazed, and then he was chased by the faint green sword light, and in the air on the street, two sword lights were entangled, and every time he collided, it would stir up a circle of ripples of different heights, killing and killing, but it was pleasing to the eye.

"Isn't my brother a Qi Practitioner of the Four Realms?"

"Why does this guy have three flying swords?"

Yan Zhuo and Chen Sanqiu looked at each other, each with doubts.

Feng Shui took turns, and Qi Hunt, who had infinite scenery, finally began to be tired of running, and a Jindan peak sword cultivator with extremely rich experience in fighting was actually reduced to fist to fist.

It's not like it's nothing but powerless.

After the opponent's two punches smashed on his body, Qi Hunt's aura became more and more intense, coupled with the solid foundation of his body, and Chen Ping'an, who punched and punched, punched and punched several times, and then Qi Hunt also began to be ruthless, and simply exchanged punches with that guy, one of which made the opponent's head shake very much, but he still looked indifferent to deal with it, as if he was unaware of the pain, every time a punch was handed out, he didn't bother to pick a place to drop the punch, as if he was satisfied as long as he hit Qi Hunt.

The speed of the heartstrings of the flying sword is enough, but it is pitted for tat everywhere by the flying sword with a faint green sword light.

But the flying kite is always slow.

Sword cultivation fights, a line apart, is always a world of difference.

The Jumping Bead Sword Formation was already crumbling, and the threat of the elusive green shirt became more and more ignored.

The spectators on both sides of the street finally came back to their senses and chewed the taste, and there was an uproar.

After fifteen punches.

Qi Hunt had no choice but to be hit by a punch directly on his back to the ground, and slid out more than ten zhang away, but in this process, Qi Hunt, who was wearing a robe, slipped out of his sleeve and a soldier's armor pill, and a golden armor was draped on his body in an instant, but even so, Qi Hunt just slapped the ground with a palm, and was about to get up, and then received a punch that was destined to fall on his body, but he was almost leaning forward, and a green shirt that was running close to the ground, smashed on the door with a punch, and beat Qi Hunt, who was wearing a soldier's treasure armor and embedded in the robe, to the ground again.

This seventeenth punch was so powerful that Qi Hunt fell to the ground and bounced up, and then the man picked up his arm and fell with a punch.

This punch was solid and made Qi Hunt bleed.

Pang Yuanji sighed, Qi Hunt should almost take a step back first, and then really draw his sword out of the sheath.

In addition to the natal flying sword, as long as the sword is worn on the body, and it is not the kind of boring decoration, it is the same person, two kinds of sword cultivation.

When everyone was puzzled and didn't know why the green shirt suddenly stopped.

A moment later, a "Qi Hunt" appeared thirty paces away from the Qi Hunter on the ground.

The yin god is out of the body and travels far away between heaven and earth.

Qi Hunt obviously used the secret method, otherwise the Yin God Out-of-Body of ordinary monks would be able to detect the slightest movement for the many sword cultivators who were best at capturing the clues of Qi Machine.

The Qi Hunting Yin God was expressionless, and he reached out and grabbed it.

The sword snapped out of its sheath and was held in his hand.

One of the half-immortal soldiers of the Qi family of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the sword name is "High Candle".

Legend has it that the true body of this half-immortal soldier was once the golden spine of a fire god in the ancient heavenly court, and the corpse was left in the world, which was accidentally obtained by the ancestor of the Qi family and carefully refined for more than a hundred years.

When Qi Hunt was born, he became the new owner of this half-immortal soldier.

After holding the high candle, the Qi Hunt Yin God asked, "Are you still fighting?"

In the next scene, not to mention the spectators who had long forgotten to drink, even the stacked ridges were a little trembling.

Chen Ping'an's white bone right palm, with five fingers like hooks, grabbed the body of Qi Hunt's true body on the ground, slowly lifted it, and then threw it casually and threw it at Qi Hunt Yin God.

Chen Ping'an stood up straight, still with his left hand behind him, and his right hand clenched into a fist in front of him.

The whole bloody arm was followed by the white bone fingers, and the blood slowly dripped to the ground.

Without hesitation, the Qi Hunt Yin God returned to his body and fell to the ground.

Chen Ping'an raised his miserable arm and said indifferently: "Come on." ”

A pillar of golden light rushed up from the Ning Mansion in the distance, accompanied by bursts of thunder, breaking through the air, and was gently held by Chen Ping'an.

The golden line that started in Ningfu and ended on this street was extremely eye-catching, because the sword qi was so strong that it was shocking, even if the long sword was already held in the hands of the green-shirted swordsman, the golden line was still condensed.

Qi Hunt, who didn't wipe off the blood stains on his face, instantly turned pale, "Who lent you the immortal soldiers?!"

The immortal soldier named Sword Immortal in his hand seemed to be excited for the long-lost battle, trembling so much that it continued to emit wisps of golden light.

This makes a swordsman in a green shirt feel like holding a ** day in his hand.

High candlesticks?

How high is the candle flame?

The big sun hangs in the air, what dares to compete with me.

The young man in the green shirt, with a relaxed attitude, smiled: "If you don't have the surname Qi, you will still be sleeping on the ground at this time." So you are reincarnated well, so you have a half-immortal soldier, I am different from you, it is this sword immortal who earned my life. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an restrained his smile, "Qi Hunt on the battlefield in the south is worthy of this surname." However, the fight still has to be fought. As long as you dare to draw a sword. ”

At this moment, the bearded man who didn't know when he returned to the wine shop to sit down, put down a big white bowl that he picked up from the ground and poured wine, and said to Qi Hunt: "If you lose, you have to admit it, you Qi family descendants have no precedent for dying north of the city." ”

Qi Hunt raised his hand to put the sword into the sheath behind his back, walked forward, and when he passed by the green shirt, "Do you dare to make an appointment and fight again?"

He had the opportunity to become the first sword cultivator among his peers on the Great Wall of Sword Qi to enter the Yuan Infant Realm, even faster than Ning Yao.

Because she needs to do too much, too big, it's not some kind of qi refining, which is not a matter at all for Ning Yao, but she needs to refine things, which has been slowing down her realm breaking speed.

But as long as he is among the Yuan Babies and fights with Chen Ping'an again, there is no need to talk about the odds of winning.

Chen Ping'an asked rhetorically: "You set the location, I will set the time, how?"

Qi Hunt's throat moved slightly, and he almost couldn't hold back that mouthful of blood.

Qi Hunt stopped talking, did not leave with the wind, and just walked to the end of the street, leaving slowly around the corner.

Behind him silently followed a group of friends whose faces were more ugly than Qi Hunt.

Chen Ping'an glanced at Ning Yao and squinted with a smile.

Ning Yao glared at him.

Chen Ping'an looked around.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi, very strange, is the place where he Chen Ping'an feels the most unscrupulous in his life, except for the ancestral house in his hometown and the down-and-out mangosteen building later.

Therefore, it is also the place where Chen Ping'an, who is "greedy for life and afraid of death", dares to punch and sword the most.

Because the Great Wall of Sword Qi is very pure, there will be good and evil, joy and anger, but it is far less complicated than the vast world, twisting and turning, like thousands of mountains and rivers.

On the top of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there was also the old sword immortal who had personally talked to him about "how to be unreasonable", and the old man also took action in person, demonstrated it, and did it casually, and there was a sword qi that fell from the sky and instantly killed the sword cultivator of the upper five realms of a big family.

Here, the boss sword immortal Chen Qingdu is the biggest truth.

Chen Ping'an sincerely recognized the old immortal who had been around for a long time, so if he punched and swords here, he would be able to achieve the coveted situation for the first time, worry-free, and there were no taboos!

What's more, this is a place where Ah Liang has stayed for many years, a place where Ah Liang has stayed and drunk so much wine in the long years, so Chen Ping'an's punches are not heavy enough, and his sword is not fast enough, he is sorry for this place.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, a little happy.

But it's not enough.

Pang Yuanji was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the green-shirted swordsman was the same as before, turned around, and looked at Pang Yuanji with a smile.

Pang Yuanji smiled and asked, "Don't you feel like you're at a loss?"

After a bitter battle, it is not easy for the other side to win.

Chen Ping'an's subsequent actions.

A few sword immortals who were not sitting together laughed and drank one after another.

Everyone saw the man on the street, who nailed the tip of the immortal sword in his hand that seemed to be called "Sword Fairy" into the ground, and then let go, and the right hand stretched out forward, signaling the other party to just make a move.

Then the man said, "I'm afraid you'll suffer." ”

Pang Yuanji was full of energy, smiled, strode out of the wine shop, stood in the middle of the street, and said loudly with his fists clenched: "The Great Wall of Sword Qi, Pang Yuanji!"

Chen Ping'an thought about it, hugged his fists and returned the salute, and replied with a glance: "The person Ning Yao likes, Chen Ping'an." ”

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