On the silent street, the old people are reunited.

Hovering over a flying sword, stood Yu Zhenyi, whose color was like a child, and the sword light under his feet was like glass, and the color was shiny.

The head of the Hushan faction, the leader of the righteous path in the world, practiced martial arts to the peak, and resolutely gave up everything to practice the immortal magic, and finally became a godman who went one step further.

Finally appeared in the capital after the first drum sounded in Guniu Mountain.

Leaving the Guniu Mountain outside the capital that beat the heavenly drum and ascended to the ground, the first person I saw was the brother of life and death in the past, the national teacher of Nanyuan Guo.

Chong Qiu seemed to have expected Yu Zhenyi to stop him, but he was not surprised, instead of stopping, he continued to move forward, and did not stop until he was only twenty steps away.

Chong Qiu smiled and asked, "Is the jade bamboo fan ready, will it feel too soft to use it as a token of the head of the Hushan faction in the future?"

It's like a polite greeting between ordinary friends.

It's like returning to people on a snowy night, can you drink a cup of nothing?

Yu Zhenyi asked, "It's been three times, why?"

This is a question of guilt.

Chong Qiu asked rhetorically: "Are you asking why I saved Lu Fang and why I helped that Chen Ping'an?"

Yu Zhenyi, who broke through the level with the body of a child, had dark eyes like a deep pool, rippling slightly, and the unprecedented was obviously a real fire.

Yu Zhenyi didn't speak, but the flying sword under his feet, which was connected to his master's mind, was overflowing with brilliance, becoming more and more magnificent and charming, like a piece of glass left from heaven to the world.

Chong Qiu glanced at the Immortal Flying Sword at Yu Zhenyi's feet, retracted his gaze, and said with a calm expression: "Didn't you already know the answer?"

Yu Zhenyi sighed slightly, and some nostalgia filled his heart.

It's not that Yu Zhenyi is soft-hearted, but that the matter has come to this, since so many years have passed since Chongqiu is still obsessed, he has to harden his heart.

What did the rivers and lakes say about Yu Zhenren and the national teacher, in the early years, they broke up for a stunner woman who brought disaster to the country and the people, which was really underestimating them.

The two had just become famous in the rivers and lakes, and it was precisely because they met an immortal that the two brothers parted ways.

At that time, Yu Zhenyi was determined to kill the immortal, but Chong Qiu thought that the crime was not death, and the risk was too great, so there was no need to make a desperate bet, but Yu Zhenyi still went alone to assassinate the immortal, at the turn of life and death, it was Chong Qiu who suddenly appeared and blocked the fatal sword for Yu Zhenyi, and then as Ding Ying said to them in Nanyuan Kingdom, after the immortal was killed, two opportunities fell from him, a secret of the immortal family that can be cultivated for immortality, and an indestructible glass sword.

In the midst of the heavy rain, Yu Zhenyi held the golden jade book of unknown material in one hand, and held a sword in the other, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Chongqiu departed gloomily.

Yu Zhenyi gently threw away the immortal sword, and said that the two brothers can live and die together, and they must also be rich and noble, and the rules of this world in the future, whether it is the height of the temple or the distance of the rivers and lakes, you like to read in autumn, and you will set it. I Yu Zhenyi yearns for the immortality of the Great Dao, and I have cultivated the immortal law, and I will help you protect it, I want to teach all the immortals in the world to bow down and obey orders, and no longer dare to run rampant......

Chong Qiu didn't wait for Yu Zhenyi to finish speaking, he just left directly, letting the priceless magic weapon fall into the mud, and let Yu Zhenyi's heartfelt words dissipate the heavy rain.

Liu Zong, the knife grinder, left the already sparse street, crossed the corner, and saw this scene from a distance, he was suddenly speechless, hesitated, and still moved forward slowly, neither flinching nor waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Liu Zong believed what the young man said, and believed that the "child" in front of him, a Yu Dazhen who was supposed to fight with Ding Lao Mo for 800 rounds, would be determined to intercept and kill Chong Qiu, who was once a close friend.

The reason why I believe it is because that young immortal was able to let Chong Qiu take the initiative to feed his fists and help consolidate a certain realm, so as to better deal with the next big battle.

Chongqiu is a person, never does what he wants, and every word and deed must have its rules.

Is Chong Qiu a sanctimonious hypocrite, or a columnist who seeks the country and the world? No, Liu Zong has been in the capital of Nanyuan for so many years, how is the national teacher, Liu Zong is clear, he is a real literary saint and martial arts master, both of them, and he understands them well, and he will be the peak of the world's foreign boxing realm, and he will pull it up a step up with his own strength, and for the distinction between good and evil, Chongqiu can see it very thoroughly, and several court public opinion and Jianghu wind and lakes have been one-sided in the capital turmoil, which should have been killed, very happy, and worry-free, but it was all a kind of autumn that ended quietly, and it was handled so that Liu Zong, who was watching coldly, had to stretch out his thumb and praise a real hero。

So when the young man said that he was "in the same way" as Chongqiu.

Liu Zong decided without hesitation, and the sharpening knife in his sleeve was obtained.

In addition to being like-minded, they also strive for a glimmer of life for themselves.

To be honest, there is no one in the world who is not curious about the strange relationship between Yu Zhenyi and Chongqiu.

Of course, Liu Zong, the knife grinder, is no exception, you must know that he is in the silk shop, and those wives and aunts and little ladies, chatting about the trivial things in the neighborhood, I heard which old man picked up the ashes, whose daughter looked at whom, widow Liu often has cats barking at home at night, which man secretly went to the hook fence, spent all his savings, and his daughter-in-law was noisy to hang himself.

Liu Zong's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched the sharpening knife.

I haven't asked Widow Liu's night owl who the hell is, and he can't die here today!

Besides, those candidates who are expected to become their own pioneers and close disciples have been observed for so many years, and they have generally come to fruition.

Chong Qiu looked at the childish boy who stepped on the sword and stopped against the wind, and sighed softly: "Yu Zhenyi, have you ever thought that there are still differences between you and those immortals now, but if you keep walking on this road, sooner or later, you will be them, and one day, there will be another Zhao Zhenyi and Ma Zhenyi to kill you, and they feel that it is natural to kill." ”

Yu Zhenyi shook his head, "Chongqiu, don't you know yet, the place of this ascension is still Guniu Mountain, but the number of people has changed, no longer ten people, but only three, but these three people are qualified to select five, three and one people respectively from the real history of the lotus blessed land, and fly away together, but these nine people may become vassal puppets, I have calculated and deduced, Ding Ying, I, Zhou Fei, will be the final three people with the greatest chance." ”

Yu Zhenyi then put ten people on the final list and said it to Chongqiu.

There is no Lu Fang and Tong Qingqing.

Chong Qiu directly asked the most critical question, frowned, and said, "You want to leave?"

Yu Zhenyi shook his head and said: "Of course I won't, before the third drum sounds, I won't climb Guniu Mountain, and automatically give up the opportunity to ascend, just like the madman Zhu Yong back then, it's just that he is in order to be able to ascend in the flesh for the second time, and I, I want to prove to you that I killed that immortal back then, I Yu Zhenyi was right, you planted autumn is wrong, I want this world, I am alive for a day, I will be stable for a day, you plant autumn seams and patches, it is meaningless." ”

These words are very big, but Yu Zhenyi said it lightly.

Chong Qiu smiled: "The ambition is not the same. ”

Yu Zhenyi said slowly: "You still have one last chance now, join forces with me to kill the immortal Zhou Fei, Ding Ying will not stop you." At that time, you will be able to live to the end, as for whether you choose to go to Guniu Mountain and soar in the daytime, it's up to you. ”

Chong Qiu asked: "Then the rest of the people on the list, Liu Zong, the arm saint Cheng Yuanshan, Tang Tieyi, the general of Longwu of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and the Yunni monk of the King Kong Temple." Who will kill? Is it you Yu Zhenyi, or Ding Ying? These people are not immortals. ”

It seems that the two of them have been talking to each other all the time, each talking their own thing.

Yu Zhenyi was furious, "When others say such stupid things, I only think it is the opinion of the village woman, and I don't bother to care!

Chong Qiu smiled and nodded, "I naturally know that I have also done a lot of things for the hard work of Nanyuan Country over the years. But I'm just asking you Yu Zhenyi now, not asking about any changes that have not been seen in a thousand years, not asking about this world, not about the lotus flower blessed land of the immortals, I'm just asking you, Yu Zhenyi from Zhuo County, Songlai Kingdom. ”

Yu Zhenyi sneered: "Stubborn, you have been this virtue since you were a child, no matter how many books you read and how many punches you practice, you are still a stinky stone in that pit." ”

Chong Qiu smiled, "Your Yu Zhenyi has changed a lot. ”

Liu Zong was terrified when he heard this.

He was really afraid that Chong Qiu nodded and agreed, and in turn joined forces with Yu Zhenyi to strangle the four people on the list including him, it was not like killing a chicken, except that Yu Zhenyi had entered the realm, not to mention that Chong Qiu was still the head snake of Nanyuan Kingdom, even if he Liu Zong joined forces with Cheng Yuanshan, Tang Tieyi, and Yunni Monk, there was still no chance of winning.

Fortunately, Chongqiu is worthy of being the national teacher who Liu Zong admires!

Chong Qiu looked up at the direction of his hometown, a little sad, "Having said so much, you Yu Zhenyi, but you just want to kill me with peace of mind." This has never changed. ”

Yu Zhenyi stood on top of the flying sword,

Chong Qiu didn't turn his head, and said with a loud smile: "Liu Zong, I have been a neighbor in this Beijing for so many years, and I have never visited the door, it is not that I look down on you, a knife grinder, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water." I'll punch first, you press the formation on the side, if there is a disparity between victory and defeat, you Liu Zong can run, go directly to Monk Yunni, don't feel ashamed!"

Liu Zong, the knife grinder, was stunned and muttered: "Mother, you are worthy of being a national teacher, this sycophant makes me Liu Lao'er comfortable, comfortable!"

Friends with wonderful people, like a drunkard drinking alcohol, how can there be a sober possibility.

Liu Zong, who is not afraid of death but never looks for death, steps out, dies and dies, drunk and pulled down!

Yu Zhenyi leaned forward slightly, floated out gently, landed his feet lightly on the street, waved his sleeves forward casually, and said softly: "Go." ”

The flying sword behind him with a clear sword light like a glass glow drew a huge arc, broke through the wall, and then broke through the wall, galloping, and reappeared on this street, just bypassing the national teacher Chongqiu, and heading straight at Liu Zong, the knife sharpener behind him.

Yu Zhenyi walked leisurely, walked forward leisurely, raised his hands and shook them, then put them behind him, and said with a smile: "Chongqiu, aren't you known as the first hand in the world, come, I won't fight back, you can punch casually." ”

Chongqiu nodded, and then suddenly asked, "Can you go out of the city to fight?"

Yu Zhenyi smiled: "Great Master, you don't have to worry about harming the innocent, you don't have that ability at all." ”

Chong Qiu smiled dumbly.

This guy, Xiu Xian asked in the end, turned into a little doll with a big tone, he really wanted to learn the so-called immortal supernatural powers.

Yu Zhenyi put his hands behind him and signaled that Chong Qiu could punch with all his might.

Not only that, but he also tiptoed a little, hovering in the air, and was at the same height as Chong Qiu, so it was convenient for Chong Qiu to punch!

Chong Qiu was not annoyed by this, feeling ridiculed, but looked more and more solemn.

A punch is delivered.

Chong Qiu's fist stayed three feet in front of Yu Zhenyi's childish face.

That punch could only advance inch by inch, extremely slowly.

It's like an old man climbing a mountain, and his steps are difficult.

Between the two, it is only three feet, but it is the difference between heaven and earth.

Yu Zhenyi, who was behind his hands, shook his head slightly, his eyes were full of pity, "I never thought about planting autumn, but that's it." ”

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Until Ding Ying appeared, to make a final conclusion for this chaotic situation, Fan King Kong Ma Xuan still did not move, even if Tang Tieyi, Cheng Yuanshan, Zhou Fei and other grandmasters left one after another, Ma Xuan was still lying in place.

The rivers and lakes are like this, the water is deep and shallow, and people can drown, not to mention the old saying, good travelers drown.

Ma Xuan's life is actually quite valuable, and it should be far more than five hundred taels of gold. In the martial arts of the lotus flower blessed land, this gold can only buy the life of a second-rate master, or a county guard parents.

It seems that he has gotten rid of the danger of being encircled, and he only confronts the old man with the lotus crown, and he is just one person, but Chen Ping'an's palms are oozing sweat, which has nothing to do with courage and mood, purely after Ding Ying appeared, the killing machine is too strong, and it is a person's instinct to avoid distress, but if he can face difficulties, he is the real martial arts tempering.

How difficult Ding Ying is to deal with, you only need to look at the flying sword fifteen between his fingers to understand.

Ding Ying smiled and said: "This is the so-called natal flying sword of the immortals, right? It is a very fresh thing, it should be the first time it has appeared on the territory of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, and it is also very rare to enter here with a complete body and soul." No wonder you caused so many accidents, but it doesn't matter, because I have Ding Ying in the lotus flower blessed land. ”

Chen Ping'an didn't say a word, spit out a breath of turbidity, and put out a cloud-steamed Daze-style boxing fight.

Ding Ying looked around, the two fingers of his right hand continued to imprison the beautiful flying sword with a dark green glow, and then leaned forward with his left hand, "After chatting, it's time to do it, I'll try to see if I can kill you with one hand." ”

Ding Ying glanced at Chen Ping'an's boxing fight, shook his head and said: "I advise you to change to a boxing that is conducive to attacking, I still really want to see some eye-catching martial arts, otherwise if I take the lead, just like the boxing you fought back against Lu Fang and Chong Qiu before, you will have no power to fight back." ”

Ding Ying smiled at Chen Ping'an and beckoned, "You only hit ten punches at most before, you can definitely have more, I'm curious, how many punches can you have at most?"

Chen Ping'an really changed to a god-man drum-style boxing, and his momentum suddenly changed from a mountain city to a tidal iron horse.

Ding Ying smiled and nodded, still restraining the pocket flying sword with one hand, and only met the enemy with one hand, "Come!"

In an instant, I saw that the street where Chen Ping'an was standing instantly collapsed into a huge pothole with a radius of several zhang, and the white robe had disappeared.

Ding Ying nodded, fast enough.

It's no wonder that Lu Fang, who has reached the level of Edgeworth in half a step, is still so embarrassed.

Ding Ying blocked the fist of the young immortal with his palm, and when he was about to hold it tightly, the fist was loosened, and the second punch had already gone to his ribs.

Ding Ying knew in his heart, if he guessed that this boxing move, fist progression, speed, strength, divine will, all so, the most ingenious thing is that the fist and fist are connected, there is no way to avoid it, you can only resist hard, at first glance it is just a small mountain, but if there are immortals who open the earth thousands of miles with their magical powers, you will find that the inconspicuous mountain is the whole "ins and outs", and it is suddenly the ancestral mountain of the world.

Before the eight punches, Ding Ying's footsteps never moved the slightest, and every time he just used his palm to resist the punch.

It was like a snow-white dragon haunting around him, but there was no human figure in sight.

In the ninth punch, Ding Ying took a step back, still blocking the punch that smashed into the center of the eyebrows with his palm.

And Ding Ying seems to be the simplest shot, but it contains the essence of the nine kinds of martial arts that he collected from the various sects and gangs in the lotus flower blessed land, needless to say that his own garden-like mirror Xinzhai, Yu Zhenyi's Hushan faction, Chongqiu taught the boxing techniques of his disciples, bird's eye view of the peak and the Spring Tide Palace, the avalanche style of Cheng Yuanshan's spearmanship, the eight-armed god Xue Yuan and other major grandmasters' secrets, Ding Ying used various methods to get his hands on it, and then turned it into his own use, some have reached the apex of martial arts, so they are intact, and some still have room for improvement.

Tenth punch.

Ding Ying moved a few steps sideways, but he smiled casually: "Your punch method, the only fly in the ointment is that you have taken the road of injuring the enemy by 1,000 and self-inflicting 800, I want to see how many punches you can hold onto, and how powerful the last punch is." ”

Chen Ping'an only threw a punch, and his heart sank to the bottom of an ancient well.

In this fight, there were no spectators.

Because I don't dare.

Ding Lao Mo is famous for his penchant for abusing and killing bystanders.

You people who are not afraid of death, you like to watch from the wall, you like to point and clap your hands on the side, you like to be shocked as if you have seen a ghost in the daytime, right, Ding Lao Mo will slap those bystanders into a pulp every time he fights with someone, like a person slapping mosquitoes on the tent and flies on the wall with a fan.

Therefore, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Wei Yan, the thin monkey-like master, had not been running for long, and he was originally hiding in the distance, and after seeing that it was Ding Lao Mo who personally took action, he evacuated as soon as possible.

However, there is only one Ding Ying after all, and in addition, mountaintop characters such as Chongqiu and Yu Zhenyi do not like others to watch the fire from the other side, but most of them don't care.

However, watching the life-and-death battle between second-rate masters is a big taboo for people in the martial arts, because no one wants their ability to press the bottom of the box to outsiders.

The distance between the two sides is always within two arms, but in the eleventh punch, Ding Ying seems to have tasted the power of the god's drumming style, intentionally or unintentionally widening the distance, and was beaten back by a punch.

At that time, Lu Fang was seriously injured by ten punches, first, in a hurry, there was no time to deal with it, and Ding Ying was ready from the beginning, and second, Lu Fang was dedicated to practicing swordsmanship, kung fu was only on the sword, and his physique was far from comparable to Ding Ying. Lu Fang ate Chen Ping'an's ten punches, just like an infantry army encountering an elite cavalry army in the wild, it collapsed at the first touch, and the natural defeat was like a mountain. And the same ten punches, Ding Ying occupies a high-walled giant city with strong troops.

Therefore, it is not the real gap between Lu Fang and Ding Ying, the disparity is so great that it is a world apart.

In the final analysis, Ding Ying coped with it so easily, thanks to the lessons of Lu Fang and Chongqiu.

After eleven punches, Ding Ying stood a zhang away, taking advantage of the fact that the next punch was not yet close, he suddenly shook his sleeves and shook away those fists that were coiled in the palm of his hand, Ding Ying joked: "Three or four more punches, I'm afraid I will suffer a little injury." ”

The twelfth punch has arrived at the door, and Ding Ying punched for the first time and punched Chen Ping'an's god drum style.

Chen Ping'an took a few steps back, but the subtlety of the god-man drumming style was vividly displayed, and Chen Ping'an delivered this punch at a faster speed with an unreasonable trajectory and speed.

Ding Ying, who didn't have time to punch, had to raise his elbow slightly behind and block it in front of him.

The tip of his elbow hit his chest.

Ding Ying flew out with a bang, but the true qi in the robe was bulging, helping to unload most of the fist strength.

Between the lightning and flint, sensing that the opponent seemed to be a little slower, Ding Ying squinted, his body slid out, and while receiving the fourteenth punch, he smiled: "Before, in your residence, there was a ghostly little thing, I didn't know whether it was alive or dead, and tried to sneak into the ground with a flying sword to find you, I found it, I don't know if it was shocked to death and suffocated underground." ”

Sure enough, although the young man had already noticed it, he still didn't stop, and the fifteenth punch came quickly.

After a punch.

Ding Ying stepped back again, and clamped the two fingers of Flying Sword Fifteen, trembling slightly.

Ding Ying was not surprised, but he hid it deeply.

Ding Lao Mo, who has been on the throne of the first person for sixty years, seems to be conceited, but in fact, in the deepest part of Ding Ying's heart, he wants to obtain the essence of the purpose of this punch more than anyone else.

It is very likely that realizing this punch will make him more confident in completing what he wants in his heart.

Shake this heavenly way!

Ding Ying didn't care about speaking at all, it would make a body of true qi pour violently, and said with a smile: "The four heads before were brought out by Ya'er and Zhou Shi to show you." That little kid, if I'm not mistaken, is called Cao Qinglang, and it's really unfortunate that he met you, an immortal. ”

Even Ding Ying couldn't see that Chen Ping'an's face clearly, but the old man could clearly feel the person's "little" killing intent.

Instead of anger, not even the kind of crazy killing intent, but it was deliberately pressed into a thin thread, and then twisted into a single thread.

That's kind of interesting.

This person's state of mind is unique among the immortals that Ding Ying has seen and killed.

Ding Ying has learned a lot of things in his life, and he once turned this passage in a Taoist classic: Walking in the water, not avoiding the dragon, this is the courage of the boat. Walking in the mountains and forests, not afraid of jackals, this is the courage of hunting. The white blade is handed in front of him, and he sees death as life, which is the courage of heroes. Knowing that manpower is exhausted, and being calm in the face of great difficulties is the courage of a saint.

If you want to be calm, you must first be calm.

What does it mean that manpower is exhausted? That is, when Chen Ping'an is in front of him, he thinks that the family in the small courtyard is dead, and that little thing may also die, on this premise, not only to know all the guilt and remorse, it is meaningless, but only to seek his own death, only to concentrate on his intentions, and after knowing, he must do it.

It's not easy to know, it's even harder.

But Chen Ping'an did not disappoint Ding Ying.

On the contrary, even if he knows that every punch will only make Ding Ying better understand the godman drum style, the punch is even more righteous, injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, either Ding Ying dies under his own fist, or his meridians are broken, his soul is broken, his flesh and blood are shattered, and he dies in the last punch of the godman drumming process.

Sixteenth punch!

Ding Ying nodded lightly and laughed heartily, only to see that from the silver high-crowned lotus, there was brilliance pouring down like a waterfall, all over the body.

This time, Ding Ying only took three steps back, unscathed.

Chen Ping'an closed his fist and swept back several feet with the rebound of a punch.

Once you're still standing, raise your arm and wipe the blood with the back of your hand.

Ding Ying had no idea of switching offense and defense at all, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you punch?" Depending on your weather, you can support at least two punches, at least. ”

Ding Ying looked at the silent young man and raised his right hand, "Haven't you thought that if you throw one or two more punches, you can make me let go of my fingers?"

Ding Ying sighed, a little regretful, if he didn't sacrifice the lotus crown, his intuition told him that there would be danger, and it was very likely that he would really lose both.

But there is no need to do everything, these dozen punches are enough for him to figure out and study.

It can be seen that this punch move is already the most lethal of the young immortal.

Ding Ying already felt that it was enough, and it was time to do business.

Chen Ping'an looked around.

Everything is so inexplicable.

But because of this, Chen Ping'an felt that the grievances in his heart were almost about to explode.

Just like when he was young, after seeing Liu Xianyang lying on the hospital bed, after he left, he silently walked to the covered bridge.

That feeling of despair, even after all these years, walking such a long way, and practicing so many boxing, Chen Ping'an still remembers it vividly.

The world is big, you are alone, and then you encounter a certain big hurdle, you just can't cross it, either you are suffocated to death, or you are looking for death, what else can you do?

At this moment, the sword raising gourd on his waist is still banned, and he can't leave on the first day of junior high school.

The golden robe on his body was still lifeless.

And Fifteen, who is both a flying sword and a square inch, has always been firmly bound between his fingers by Ding Ying.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an was not the porcelain kiln apprentice back then.

Chen Ping'an spit out a mouthful of blood, "Did you leave something behind?"

Ding Ying laughed and said, "You mean the sword you put on the table? You want to go and get it and fight me again? But under my nose, do you think you can go there?"

Ding Ying asked and answered himself, shook his head and said, "As long as I don't want you to go, you Chen Ping'an won't be able to leave." I can already be sure that you are just a so-called pure martial artist of the Immortals, and you are not that sword cultivator at all, otherwise I will not be able to trap this little flying sword at all. ”

Chen Ping'an grinned and glanced at the Dao crown on Ding Ying's head, "The time and place are favorable, and they are all occupied for you, isn't it cool?"

Ding Ying narrowed his eyes, murderous and heavy, "Oh, boy, I'm not convinced, but what can you do?"

"Earlier, what did you say, 'come'?"

Chen Ping'an stretched out his arm horizontally, "Right?"

Ding Ying was silent and sneered.

I thought that this very different immortal must want to die and struggle.

Just wait and see.

Chen Ping'an said silently in his heart, "The sword is coming!"

From the side house of that courtyard, the long qi sword that weighed dozens of catties of sword qi alone was instantly unsheathed.

As if following the approximate footprints of Chen Ping'an's last outing, as if he was demonstrating to this world, the long sword broke through the window like a white rainbow, left the yard, came to the alley, skimmed the alley, entered the street, and passed by Ding Ying.

When Chen Ping'an held this "white rainbow".

The snow-white sword qi is still lingering in the world, both twisting and turning, and there is also a straight line, but there is no sign of dissipation.

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

The sword body is like frost and snow, the sword qi is also white rainbow, and the robe is better than snow.

In this world, Chen is invincible within one arm.

Beyond one arm, there is still a sword.