"Slash!"

In the thunderous shouts, the sword intent in the sky was surging, and the sword qi of Sen Han turned into flowing water, and swept towards the panicked Buddhist cultivators around him, with a murderous awe, without any intention of sparing his hand, and in the face of the angry blows of nearly a hundred swordsmen, the bald giants who had been proudly and calm before all changed their faces. Killing and attacking, sword cultivation is the leader, even if they are Buddhist monks from all walks of life who dominate with their physical strength, but in the face of this sword transformation that obviously does not belong to this level, they also lost their spiritual platform, and they hurriedly retreated towards the back in a panic, but they were surrounded too tightly when they threatened the Tianhe Sword Sect before, and they retreated sharply at this time, but it was difficult to escape at all, and the big men could only watch the monstrous river in their pupils getting bigger and bigger, murderous and pressing, and their hearts were dead. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

My life is at rest!

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Just when the sword momentum of the Tianhe sword was about to directly involve the dozens of Buddha shows at the end into the ripples of sword qi, a Buddha horn shouted loudly, and at the same time, there was a thin palm, with dark skin, and the green tendons on it burst out, as simple as an ordinary old peasant, but it was this simple and unremarkable palm, but it was like a straight into the long river of sword qi, and the long river of sword intent that was enough to sell the golden stone was constantly circling and struggling in its hands, like a jungle python, but the thin palm was firmly grasping the seven inches of the giant python, and it was not moving at all。

Under the staring gaze of all the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect, the thin palm of the hand was violently forced, the sword intent Tianhe shattered like ice crystals, and the huge shock dispersed to each of the Sword Sect disciples, and nearly a hundred Sword Sect disciples wearing blue and white sword robes all spurted blood from their mouths, and retreated again and again, and as the leader of this 'Tianhe Descending World' Senior Brother Liu', even took on a greater injury, the red blood poured out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, and soon the simple sword robe was stained with blood, and his footsteps retreated again and again, leaving deep marks on the ground, and finally he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant, but his eyes were still bright, and even with a hint of cold smile, looking at the restrained figure that appeared in front of him, he straightened up with difficulty, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his right sleeve, and said with a sneer:

"If you come to capture the dragon with one hand, I can't see that the master's cultivation has improved a lot again. ”

The young man's sarcastic smile made the restrained figure that appeared in front of all the Buddhist cultivators tremble violently, and the back that was already extremely restrained seemed to become shorter, and the monk who was called a master by Liu Jingyao was silent for a while, and then slowly raised his head, and said bitterly to the stubborn young man opposite: "Jingyao... ”

"Shut up!"

But before the Buddha cultivator could finish speaking, Liu Jingyao shouted angrily, struggling to break free from the hands of the junior brother who was holding him behind him, and his whole body stood on end, almost like a sword out of the sheath, he shouted angrily at the unseen master: "How can you still have the face to come here! How can you still have the face to step on the land of my Tianhe Sword Sect! Thirteen years ago, on the Qiankun Array, how did you say to us! Since you, you have no face to see my Tianhe lineage, and you can't see the name of the law yourself!" From now on, Tianhe Palace, Ask Sword Pavilion, Raise Sword Pond, Falling Flower Pavilion!

"The world is far away, and the mountains are forever separated!"

"Yes, I did say these things ... In the face of Liu Jingyao's accusation, the master just sighed slightly, and then said very calmly: "I really haven't seen it... As he spoke, the Buddha cultivator, who was restrained as soon as he appeared, slowly raised his head, it was a simple and vicissitudes of life, and the bronzed skin was depicted with deep and deep wrinkles, making him look very old, this is an ordinary face that has been weathered for a long time, but it is this ordinary face that makes all the swordsmen of the Tianhe Sword Sect present are shocked, and Liu Jingyao, who is extremely angry, is even stiffer, if it weren't for the senior brother behind him who helped him in time, he would have fallen to the ground, but he didn't care, his slender fingers trembled and stretched out, pointing to the face of the master, and said dryly after half a ring:

"You... Self-destructing eyes... ”

There is a pair of very long gray-white eyebrows on the face of the master who can't see the simple vicissitudes of life, which is very kind, the so-called kind eyebrows, but under that pair of long eyebrows, there are no good eyes, only two pitch-black round holes replace the original place where the eyes should be - directly cut off the eyes in the most violent way, even in this transcendent world, it is difficult to regain sight.

This is the most direct oath!

Looking at the somewhat familiar but completely different face in front of him, Liu Jingyao's lips trembled fiercely, but he couldn't say a word, and his clear eyes were full of dazed color at this time-

What should I say? Senior brother, senior brother, in fact, I have always missed you? Or draw your sword and fight, and angrily shout at the rebels?

What should I say? Should I smile bitterly, should I drink my temper, or should I be angry?

"Senior Brother Liu... ”

At this moment, a peaceful and waveless voice sounded in his ears, making the dazed Liu Jingyao's body tremble fiercely, his eyes stared at the Buddhist cultivator who was standing with his head down, and a weak voice came out of his throat: "You... You call me Senior Brother?"

His face was full of disbelief and looked at the Buddhist cultivator who was full of vicissitudes, but Liu Jingyao's words did not have half an effect on the unseen master, his thin fingers gently turned the rosary on his wrist, and a low and peaceful voice sounded unhurriedly in front of the main hall of the Tianhe Sword Sect: " The world's spiritual objects, the virtuous and capable people live in it, and at this time the world is in chaos, for the survival of our human race cultivators, but all the spiritual mountain wonderland, all should be supplied with the needs of the real faction, in order to make the best use of it, Tianhe Mountain Range was once a high-grade spiritual vein, the little monk courage, admonishing all the senior brothers can remember the general trend of our human race, let go of this place, we are grateful! Amitabha Buddha... ”

As he spoke, the stiff Buddha cultivator whispered a Buddha call to the people of the Tianhe Sword Sect with ugly faces, with a sincere expression, as if he was really thinking about the world of the human race, which made Liu Jingyao's pale face more and more ugly, and he looked at the old face in disbelief, and there were still vague remnants of the high-spirited but calm swordsman of the year, but he had never understood one thing so clearly in his heart at this time...

Senior brother, you're really dead!

When he walked out of this land, when he turned around and threw himself into the gate of the King Kong Temple, the senior brother who could drink a hundred cups and was brave and heroic was already dead!

"Ahem, ahem... ”

Coughing with difficulty in his throat because of the injury on his body that had just been reversed, the corners of Liu Jingyao's mouth raised a sarcastic but also sudden smile, looking at the surrounding Buddhist cultivators in yellow robes, and said with a smile: "Give up my Lingshan to whom?

“。。。 ”

Looking at the man in front of him who was still standing proudly even though he was constantly coughing up blood, the faces of the surrounding Buddha cultivators in the Vajra Temple were all strange and unspeakable, and the stiff figure of the master was a low voice of the Buddha's name, and the ancient well said without waves: "It's not our temple, the blessing of the Vajra Temple is thin, it should not be such a spiritual mountain, and the Buddha cultivation can not be attached to foreign objects, Tianhe Lingshan and my temple are not a blessing or a curse!" We are just for the livelihood of the world, and I ask you to dedicate this spiritual mountain to the assigned Taoist friends of the Heavenly Dao Sect. . . ”

As he spoke, he saw that the master took a step to the side slightly, revealing a slender young man, wearing a cyan robe, with black hair loosely tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, with clear eyebrows, indescribably chic and happy, at this time, he was slightly tilting his head and looking at the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect opposite, seeing that he had become the center of everyone's attention, the young man was slightly stunned in surprise, and then smiled lazily, casually arched his hand to Liu Jingyao on the opposite side to say hello, and said lazily:

"Hmm... When I came down here, I couldn't see the master and it was clear that my Heavenly Dao Sect wanted to open up a branch sect in this world to inherit the sound of the Great Dao, and your sect here has a vast aura, which is a rare high-grade spiritual mountain, although it is because of improper maintenance There has been some spiritual energy leakage, but it is also good here, and it is barely worthy of the name of my Heavenly Dao Sect when I send the art of containing spirits for several years. ”

"You... ”

"It's presumptuous!"

As soon as the young man's voice landed, it set off a huge storm among the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect, and a swordsman wearing a blue and white sword robe all turned red and shouted angrily, but the young disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect only smiled slightly, his eyes were full of calm, clear and waveless, looking at these angry swordsmen, as if he was looking down at the ants under the tree.

No matter how ants wave their limbs, there is no way to set off the slightest wave in the hearts of human beings, regardless of respect or good or evil, this is the most essential and true disregard of higher beings for lower lives.

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

Coughing in a low voice, Liu Jingyao's right hand was erected, and the angry scolding behind him stopped abruptly, even if those eyes were all stained red by anger, but they also suppressed their anger under Liu Jingyao's signal, which made the Heavenly Dao Sect disciple whisper in slight surprise, and then said with a light smile at Liu Jingyao, who was stained with blood in his sword robe: " Good style and bones, but also good bearing, the demeanor of this small Tianhe Sword Sect is really too condescending, you might as well go with me, if you pass the trial, it is not impossible to enter my Heavenly Dao Sect to practice. ”

"Don't say much. ”

Exhaled a breath of turbidity slightly, and the chest and abdomen were still filled with a tingling sensation because of the previous backlash, but Liu Jingyao's face was extremely calm, and he leaned over slightly to pick up the long sword that had fallen to the ground before, and flicked the sword body with his right hand flexing his fingers, and the swordsman with a pale face in the leisurely whispering said calmly: "Your Excellency is from the Heavenly Dao Sect, although it is said to be in a remote place, but you also know that the Heavenly Dao Sect can learn the three thousand avenues in the world, eight hundred side doors, and the way of the sword is also among them... As he spoke, the figure of the young man, who was already extremely weak, was shocked, and he took a step forward, and the long sword buzzed and pointed straight ahead, and a cold and tragic momentum rose from the emaciated body.

"Tianhe Sword Sect, Liu Jingyao!

There are auspicious clouds in the sky, the wind blows through the forest, and it is cold to get up, this is an extremely comfortable weather, but the environment in front of the main hall of the Tianhe Sword Sect is extremely depressing, everyone is stunned to look at the sword-wielding young man with a sword robe stained with blood, watching him drag his seriously injured body to challenge the cultivator of the Heavenly Dao Sect who is obviously extremely profound, and watching his single sword block in front of everyone, after a long time, the man in the green robe with a lazy face shook his head and let out a sneer with an unknown meaning, the meaning of that look is extremely obvious――

You are no match for me.

Step aside!

The young man's almost innate arrogance made Liu Jingyao's eyes narrow slightly, and he pursed his lips slightly, the corners of his extremely thin lips floated slightly, turning into a stubborn arc, his wrist turned slightly, and he said in a low voice: "The third style of the Tianhe Sword Codex, Tianhe is reversed! As he spoke, the long sword in his hand suddenly roared, and his body suddenly blurred, turning into a Taoist afterimage and swept towards the young man who had been lazy on the opposite side, and the sword light all over his body skyrocketed, rotating along a unique charm, and the surrounding air and aura were constantly moving with this invisible energy, which also made the power of this sword light more and more surging, and under the urging of the sad and painful mood at this moment, it had already broken through the realm of weekdays and reached a higher level, which also made Liu Jingyao's heart slightly appear a little hope-

So... Or is there a little hope that he can defeat this Heavenly Dao Sect disciple and buy some respite for the Sword Sect?

But such a small hope was brutally and ruthlessly directly shattered in an instant, two fingers, white, delicate, as if carved from the best white jade, but it was this finger like a jade carving, but it was the explosion of Liu Jingyao after falling into a desperate situation that was directly destroyed, and the two fingers were slightly bent and easily tapped, as if they were tapping the white jade wine bottle, but the cold sword light was also broken like the wine in the wine bottle, and it no longer had the power it should have. And those fingers did not stop after smashing Liu Jingyao's sword light, and stroked straight towards the latter's eyebrows, without a trace of fireworks, but they were murderous.

Zheng~

At this moment, a clear sword groan suddenly exploded, and then a streamer shot from a distance, Sen Han's sharp qi made the young man of the Heavenly Dao Sect stiffen, and then subconsciously retreated quickly, narrowly avoiding the streamer, in the dull explosion, the earth shattered, and a sheathed long sword appeared between it and the people of the Tianhe Sword Sect, like a stone tablet falling from the sky, Yuan Chen Yuezhi.

The blue-robed man looked at the sheathed long sword that suddenly appeared, and his face sank for the first time, and the fingers of his right hand gently brushed over his cheek, and above the whiteness, a touch of red was extremely dazzling. (To be continued.) )