Xiao Yu suddenly waved his sleeves, swept the two girls behind him back, and said to Ziyue without looking back, "Take the ink book away." ”

The next moment, Xiao Yu had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, and it shone with a cold luster for a while, passing through the falling snow in the sky, and stabbing towards the Confucian scribe who had accumulated a thin layer of snow on his shoulder.

The sound of the sword roar was clear, and the snow fell all over the sky.

There is a joke in the cultivation world, called the realm can not be eaten, what is said is that the realm and combat power are not equal, after all, the essence of cultivation is to seek longevity, to seek feather and soaring, the so-called supernatural means, strictly speaking, can only be regarded as a by-product, so it is not surprising that some older monks have been cultivating for decades in the realm of heaven and man, and it may not be comparable to a frost realm that has been fought out. The two most significant examples are Shangguan Xianchen and Xiao Lie, Shangguan Xianchen was just stepping into the realm of Xiaoyao Immortals twenty years ago, but he was already able to kill two old Xiaoyao Immortals, and Xiao Lie was recognized in the cultivation world as an unreasonable existence that could fight and kill Xiaoyao Immortals in the form of heaven and man.

Mr. Cui can actually be regarded as a monk with an extremely high realm, but his real combat power is not outstanding, but sometimes the realm is too high, and he can crush people to death. A pseudo-free realm, is it enough?

The pseudo-realm immortals can also be understood as half-step leisure, half-step celestial. The door has been opened, and half a foot has crossed the threshold, and there is naturally a magnificent scenery in front of you.

You Xiao Yu is known as an invincible opponent in the frost realm, and you can also kill in the realm of heaven and man, but against me Cui Jin, it is still a way to die, just like a child beating a strong man, no matter how ingenious the child's boxing skills are, it will inevitably be broken by someone after all. If you blindly delay time and lose the heart to sacrifice your life, you will only die faster.

Mr. Cui's big sleeves fluttered, one sleeve rolled up Xiao Yu's long sword, regardless of the sword aura on the sword, twisted the tip of the sword with two fingers, bent the broken array out of a shocking arc, and then flicked his fingers, and a majestic vitality went all the way up the sword body of the broken array, not only dispersing the sword qi attached to the sword, but also shaking the broken array from Xiao Yu's palm.

Xiao Yu is not a sword cultivator, so naturally he will not learn the sword in that way, so he did not hesitate to abandon the sword and retreat, and at the same time, like a green coat, he shook his sleeves and threw out a sleeve without any fireworks.

Mr. Cui stretched out his right hand, lightly grabbed Xiao Yu's seemingly light but heavy Qiankun sleeve, pulled it back, tore off the sleeve, and then swiped down the middle finger of the index finger of his left hand and the sword finger. The majestic vitality gushed out along his two fingers, and it was about to cut off Xiao Yu's arm directly.

The four gentlemen of Tianji Pavilion, Mr. Fu is the first as the pavilion master, and the other two deputy pavilion masters, one of them lives in seclusion all the year round, and the other one travels the world, so all the matters in the pavilion are actually in charge of Mr. Cui, and because of this, when the other three have already set foot in the realm of the immortals, he is still just a pseudo-realm immortal, and he has not been able to take that last step. But even if it is just a pseudo-realm immortal, it can be said that it is easy to deal with Xiao Yu, a little frost who has never set foot in the realm of heaven and man.

Xiao Yu narrowly avoided Cui Jin's sword finger, but it was still inevitable that a terrible wound of more than a foot was opened in the abdomen, and in the same realm, it was almost an incorruptible Buddhist golden body, in front of Mr. Cui, it was like paper paste, just a light finger, and it was shattered.

Xiao Yu covered the wound in his lower abdomen, and his steps staggered, but his speed was still extremely fast and retreated more than ten zhang away. Cui Jin smiled, stepped out in one step, and instantly came to a place less than three feet in front of Xiao Yu, holding his right hand weakly, as if there was an invisible sword in his palm, and then made a downward splitting action.

Xiao Yu's wound is healing rapidly, but the golden body has been shattered by Mr. Cui, and the qi is dissipated, and he is no longer able to resist this sword for a while, Xiao Yu has no choice but to turn around in place and summon the six false appearances, King Kong, Arhat, Heavenly King, Bodhisattva, Buddha, Ming King, the six phases join forces to lay out a whirling world, everything around it becomes blurred, it seems to be real and illusory, it seems to be virtual and real, and then Xiao Yu's figure is completely enveloped in it.

A sword.

The world seems to be a huge bubble, and with a slight poke, it is completely disillusioned.

And Xiao Yu has taken advantage of this opportunity to sweep all the way to the top of Meishan Mountain.

Cui Jin continued to take steps, chasing Xiao Yu, as if it was only a few steps, and he had already caught up with the first person who had swept a hundred feet, Cui Jin and Xiao Yu were only one step away, and smiled indifferently: "King Xiping, why are you in such a hurry?"

Xiao Yu turned his head suddenly, opened his mouth and spit out, and a white long practice burst out from his mouth, hitting Cui Jin's face door.

Cui Jin, who followed Xiao Yu's body like an appendage, regarded this forty-nine platinum sword qi as child's play, stretched out his hands, and suddenly grabbed this white long practice in his hands, and then crushed his hands with both hands, crushing this platinum sword qi that could destroy gold and jade into the most primitive heaven and earth vitality without any injuries.

Cui Jin narrowed his eyes and sneered: "This forty-nine platinum sword qi, if you replace it with Zhang Chongguang, it can be considered almost, you Xiao Chongguang, it is inevitably a little not enough, King Xiping." ”

Xiao Yu didn't say a word, his body ignited with black and red flames, and his body swept forward like a fireworks meteor, widening the distance between the two of them by nearly a hundred zhang again.

A trace of impatience flashed on Cui Jin's face, looking at the figure that was leaving quickly, the vitality in his body was swirling and drumming, as if the tide was crashing on the shore, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality resonated with it, producing a rumbling sound. The so-called frost under the dantian for the sea of air, the dantian in the heaven and the earth through the heaven and earth, the dantian on the free to open up the purple mansion, the biggest advantage of the fairy compared with the realm of heaven and man is that it has begun to open up the purple mansion of the sea of knowledge, although there are also such unreasonable existence in the world as the Weiyang Sword Sutra and the witch monks, but the vast majority of the monks are still step-by-step, from the bottom to the top, through the three major dantians, get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth, in order to achieve the Daomen Zhuang Zu said that the argument of the six qi, free to travel the infinite immortal realm.

The autumn wind that will initially appear in the frost realm will not move the cicada, and after opening up the Purple Mansion of Zhihai, it will go to the next level, and from the beginning of the start, Cui Jin always has a faint uneasiness in his heart, which makes his originally calm mood suddenly ripple, and also makes him decide to fight quickly.

Cui Jin's face was calm, and he once again used the end of the world to catch up with Xiao Yu, and then shook his sleeves with both hands, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the vitality between heaven and earth, and in an instant, the wind and snow in the sky tilted and rotated, condensing into a huge snow python, traversing the heavens and the earth.

Mr. Cui, who was ranked at the end of the four gentlemen of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, finally began to use the means that belonged to the Freedom Realm.

The snow-white python fell from the sky, like a vivid snow-white python swimming among the mountains, biting Xiao Yu's body and not letting go.

Cui Jin can also guess the reason for the uneasiness in his heart, most of it is the Taoist Dazhen who secretly escorted Xiao Yu, the reason why he made a move this time is nothing more than to seize the opportunity that Xiao Yu must leave the Eastern Capital to worship his dead mother, after all, it is impossible for the great true person of the Taoist Sect to be like a small man, he follows Xiao Yu all the time, if he can succeed in one blow, Hugh said that he is a young protector, and even the Taibao who ranks among the third princes is also in his bag!

Born as the third duke, except for the powerful Zhang Xiang, who was awarded the title of Taishi ten days before his death, no one has the honor! In a sense, the position of the three dukes is much more precious than the title of a prince!

Cui Jin stepped out again, came behind Xiao Yu in an instant, and slapped his palm on Xiao Yu's heart without any fireworks. He didn't want to kill Xiao Yu, after all, he couldn't afford the wrath of the Dao Sect, and once Xiao Yu died, the entire northwest would be in chaos, and it might be cheaper for the herdsmen, and it would be cheaper for Xu Lin, or even for Hou Jian, in short, it would not be Emperor Zheng, which was also what he didn't want to see. But he can catch Xiao Yu, one can let the Dao Sect throw a rat bogey, and the other can also use this to bargain.

Xiao Yusheng received Cui Jin's palm, only to feel that his five internal organs were burning, and the vitality around his body was actually showing signs of collapse, and then there was a yin damage vitality entering his body, making Xiao Yu feel that his heart was beating like a bell, as if he was about to jump out of his chest, and the skin around his body was even more bright red, and there was even blood faintly oozing out in some places.

Every time he runs his vitality, it hurts to the bone marrow, and Xiao Yu can even hear the sound of the blood flowing at a high speed in his body, like a big river going east, never going back.

This is the means of half a free immortal? Xiao Yu at this moment, except for forcing a breath and desperately escaping, he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.

In Cui Jin's eyes, Xiao Yu, who was no different from a stepping stone, struggled to drag up his uncontrollable physique, kept walking, ran to the top of the mountain, and then jumped onto the plum viewing platform built by the Confucian sages.

The next moment, the snow python with five hundred zhang coiled up the plum viewing platform, Xiao Yu stood in the center of the plum viewing platform, and Mr. Cui followed, standing on the canopy, overlooking Xiao Yu, and said calmly: "King Xiping, there is no way to escape? ”

Xiao Yu smiled reluctantly and said, "I said that half a stick of incense is half a burnt incense? Mr. Cui is too underestimating the masters of the Taoist Sect, right?"

Before Xiao Yu's words fell, the sky, which could only be regarded as a haze, instantly became as black as ink.

There was thunder in the midst of the black clouds.

Cui Jin's face changed drastically, and he began to withdraw without thinking.

Immortals also have strong and weak points, only one foot into the threshold of the free immortals, in order to truly appreciate how magnificent this realm is, the free realm is like a magnificent picture scroll that accommodates heaven and earth, some people have already finished reading most of this picture, and some people, like him Cui Jin, but just saw the tip of the iceberg.

They can all be called free immortals.

The black clouds drooped suddenly, and the twenty-eight Sen Ran Thunder Beads were like twenty-eight stars, arranged according to the position of the twenty-eight Nakshatras, shining brightly.

There was a person wearing a dark robe, standing on top of the thunder black clouds, panicking like the god of thunder in the heavenly court.