Pang Yuanji put his fingers together in front of him and said with a smile: "I don't have many flying swords, just one, fortunately, it's fast enough, I hope I won't let you down." ”

On the street, the sword qi was clustered, and then there were streams gurgling in, crooked, and disorganized, and finally they spread out and gathered into a river of sword qi.

Sword intent was everywhere, and the drinkers in the wine shops on both sides clearly felt a cold chill slowly pouring in from the street.

The reason why Pang Yuanji was chosen as a disciple by Lord Yinguan is obviously not some shit luck, but everyone knows that Pang Yuanji is indeed the person who has the most hope of inheriting the mantle of Lord Yinguan in the hundred years of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The most place in the demon clan is where I come out of the sword.

Which sword cultivator is not fascinated by this realm?

A sword cultivator, especially the kind of heavenly pride who has the reputation of an innate sword embryo, the quality of his own natal flying sword will indeed determine the level of their final achievement.

After Pang Yuanji's words came out.

In large and small restaurants, there is a continuous sound of cheering, which is full of ridicule.

Pang Yuanji's natal flying sword, called "time", time is like water, so the flowing water is indefinite and the sword is invisible, if it is said that the most fundamental natal sword jumping beads in Qi hunting, there is also a number of intuitive displays, then Pang Yuanji's natal sword, it is really unreasonable, the most unreasonable, not only the power of the natal flying sword, but with that "time" flying sword, Pang Yuanji is known as "the sword through ten thousand laws", the flying sword can not only temper the body, You can also feed back the three souls and seven spirits, practice magic, and get twice the result with half the effort, plus Pang Yuanji has shown amazing and brilliant cultivation qualifications since he was a child, and he has learned miscellaneous and refined, so Pang Yuanji has the nickname of "Pang Baijia".

Pang Yuanji didn't have a magic robe, he didn't have the kind of half-immortal soldiers that Qi Hunt brought with his surname, and he didn't have any extra soldier armor pills.

Chen Ping'an walked forward gently, his fist was like a waterfall, walking on the street, like a boat against the current.

When walking, the fist intent of the pure martial arts, and the most refined and pure sword qi, will collide together, so that the people who are not enough to watch the battle can no longer see the face and body of the swordsman in the green shirt, the picture on the street is like the bowl of wine, the person is like a copper coin thrown into the wine, and the person who drinks the wine, shaking the white bowl, it makes people not really see the copper coin at the bottom of the bowl.

Ning Yao, who was always standing in place, said softly: "That fight, how did Chen Ping'an win, why did Qi Hunt lose, I'll tell you some details when I go back." ”

Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up, he looked at the back blankly, and said with a sigh: "As long as my brother is willing to make a move, anyone can win." ”

Then Yan Zhuo turned his head and said with a smile: "Right, Sanqiu, who said, 'If you tell a lie, you can knock down Qi Hunt with one hand'?"

Chen Sanqiu said with a blank face: "It should be Dong Heitan who said it." ”

Dong Huafu said angrily: "Pull your mother's eggs!"

Stacked Zhang was a little helpless, Dong Heitan was actually the one who got along with Ah Liang the longest among all of them, and it was estimated that he was also the only one in the Great Wall of Sword Qi who had urinated on Ah Liang's body, so Dong Heitan either sullen and didn't speak, as long as he opened his mouth to scold, it was all dirty words learned from Ah Liang, and the listener really had to mind, and he would be laughed to death and angry.

A middle-aged sword immortal who quietly came to the dilapidated wine shop, sat next to the one-eyed, bearded man, wiped the dust on the table, and nodded with a smile: "The fist is pure, and the fist intent is mysterious." It is unimaginable that Cao Ci in the early years was able to win three games in a row. ”

The big-haired man who had been kicked by Lord Yinguan before, he was not uncomfortable at all, he still drank, and said hoarsely: "You are late, if you have seen Cao Ci practicing boxing in the city, it will not be so strange." How high Cao Ci's achievements are, and how fast he breaks through the realm, I take it for granted. ”

Speaking of this, the bearded man glanced at Chen Ping'an, who was not in a hurry and walked leisurely in the torrent of sword qi, "Of course, this young man is indeed very good, I also saw him practicing boxing back and forth on the wall back and forth, at that time, I didn't expect him to have today's martial arts realm." Even if the boss sword immortal said it at that time, I might not believe it. ”

The middle-aged sword immortal who had just come here not long after coming here from Nanpo Continent said with a smile: "I heard that he is from the Lizhu Cave Heaven of Aquarius, I don't know if it has anything to do with that Dali Domain, Song Changjing." ”

The bearded man shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's not very old, but at first glance, it's an old bird who is used to fighting. You are a vast world, a pure martial artist, can you fight so many fights? Even if there are masters who feed their fists and pass on the Fa, if they are not really in the place of life and death many times, they will not be able to fight this kind of meaning. ”

"It doesn't look like a foreigner, but like the most authentic sword qi Great Wall young man. ”

The sword immortal man from Nanpo Saozhou raised the wine bowl, bumped lightly with the other party, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "The world is big, and people like me don't like to drink, but when I come here, I also raise alcohol addiction insects in my stomach." ”

The man tugged at the corners of his mouth, this taciturn Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator rarely showed a bit of resentment, and sneered: "It's all the atmosphere brought out by that bastard, the bachelor doesn't drink, and the singleton has been for thousands of years." The sword fairy doesn't drink, and the yuan baby takes a walk. ”

Three fights are over.

It's the fourth game soon.

It's really enjoyable.

The little girl, who was a little baby fat, slapped the windowsill with her hand, her face was flushed, and she was very excited, "Have you seen it, have you seen it, do I have a good eye? Don't be shy, say it out loud!"

No one paid any attention to her.

This made the little girl a little annoyed, and suddenly found that Sister Dong beside her was a little abnormal.

She said curiously: "Sister Dong, did you suddenly find that Sister Ning picked such a good man, and when you look at it again, you are not too old, and there is no suitable one to pick and choose, so you are very uncomfortable in your heart? I'll lend you some of my own pleasure!"

Dong Bu lay on the windowsill, rubbed his face with both hands, sighed, and nodded: "The thief is uncomfortable, for so many years, nothing can compare to Ning Yatou." ”

The little girl comforted: "Sister Dong, you are old, in this matter, Sister Ning can't compare to you, she will win!"

Dong Bu turned his head, reached out to hold the little girl's neck, lifted it gently, and said with a smile: "Say it loudly, I didn't hear it clearly just now." ”

The girl left her feet off the ground, annoyed, and said angrily: "Sister Dong, from today onwards, you will be more respectful to me, if you are not careful, I will be the little daughter-in-law of Chen Ping'an, when the time comes, you will not be able to eat and walk around, he will see that I am used to bullying you, and he will beat you, just like fighting Qi Hunting, when the time comes, I can't stop it, I have no power, I can only watch Sister Dong you bounce on the ground." ”

Dong Bu poked the girl in his hand to the ground and said with a smile: "What a mess, go to Ning Yatou to say this kind of thing." ”

The girl stood still and shook her shoulders, "I'm not stupid, can't I really see the eyebrows between him and Sister Ning, just talk casually." My mother often said that the man who can't get it is the best man in the world! I know that my mother deliberately told my father, and my father looked as pitiful as if he had eaten every time. Scold, don't dare, hit, can't beat, really want to be angry, it doesn't seem necessary. ”

Dong Wu held down the little girl's head, just let the latter "kowtow", and scolded with a smile: "If you don't learn well at a young age, and you don't have a door to your mouth, you're really not afraid that your father and mother will beat your ass and bloom?"

After Dong Bu stopped his hand, the girl wiped her red and swollen forehead with both hands, and didn't look at Dong Bu, her fists clenched, and she knocked on the windowsill heavily, "Annoying! I decided, when he wins Pang Yuanji, I will learn boxing with him, he doesn't teach, I will kneel at the door of Sister Ning's house, kneel it with a stick of incense and half a stick of incense, full of sincerity!

Even Dong Bu couldn't do anything about the little girl.

There is a hole in the brain, and the truth is not satisfied.

Dong Bu suddenly sighed: "There are a lot of sword immortals watching the battle. ”

As soon as the little girl was about to speak, she put her arms around Dong Bu's neck and dragged her side, the little girl's head was crooked, her eyes were rolled, her tongue was out, and she pretended to be dead.

On the street.

The young martial artist in the green shirt and white hosta did a strange thing.

did not rely on the tenacity of martial arts and the physical fitness, did not pursue the fastest speed to "wade through the water", close to that Pang Yuanji.

Instead, his arm shook slightly, and his hands twisted a large stack of ordinary yellow paper talismans, and threw them out, and there were forty or fifty talismans of various colors at once.

Almost all the talismans were instantly shattered by the sword qi.

But Chen Ping'an continued to be like this, walking not fast, and the speed of throwing talismans was dazzling.

Pang Yuanji smiled, pinched his fingers, and stepped on his feet.

In the distance behind Chen Ping'an, ripples burst out, and a Pang Yuanji appeared.

On the roofs on both sides of the street, there are twelve more Pang Yuanji.

Every "Pang Yuanji" in the high place is either pinching the Taoist method, or Shi Buddha's family seal, under their feet, there is a rune array, between Pang Yuanji and Pang Yuanji, between the rune array and the rune array, a slender silk thread of different colors, such as a dragon and snake swimming, connecting each other, and finally forming a rune array that encompasses the entire street.

Not only that, but the two Pang Yuanji, who were standing in front of Chen Ping'an, also began to move forward slowly, while walking, they knocked on the dots at will, drew talismans casually, hovered in the air, and were full of those strange ancient seal inscription cloud patterns, many virtual talismans written in the air, and the aura of the talisman bloomed out of an extremely bright light, some talismans, the aura and water light rippled, some thunder and lightning intertwined, some fire dragons entangled, and so on.

Chen Ping'an threw out more than 100 yellow paper talismans in one go.

In an instant, a stand was frozen, the boxing frame rose again, and the strong fist intent that was originally surging and circulating on the body was like a sword returning to the sheath, and a convergent boxing frame was handed out with a swift punch.

Punch out like a rainbow.

It shook like thunder, and it struck on the ground.

The long river of sword qi on the entire street shook with it.

The sword qi of that river, most of the sword intent, gathered around a green shirt, like a heavy siege.

The two Pang Yuanji on the street still kept walking and were not fast, continuing to consolidate the talisman array.

Pang Yuanji didn't look at the three fights in vain.

This Chen Ping'an, there are too many means, and they are endless, and the key is that he is still hiding his strength.

For example, the left hand that hasn't really thrown a punch yet.

and Chen Ping'an's real body speed, how fast it is, Pang Yuanji still can't figure it out.

In the battle with Qi Hunting, this Chen Ping'an, there are actually a lot of carefully set up obstacles.

Under the Sword Immortal, except for Ning Yao and his Pang Yuanji, as well as those Yuanying Sword Cultivators, they may only be able to watch the excitement.

Pang Yuanji was actually a little helpless in his heart.

You Chen Ping'an is a pure martial artist, a qi practitioner in the lower five realms, and it is just a natal flying sword after the great refining, and the other two imitation sword immortal flying swords that can scare people very much, what's going on?

God knows if this guy will steal a handful.

Pang Yuanji felt that that guy had done such a lack of morality.

In addition, Pang Yuanji was even more vigilant in his heart.

Those talismans smashed out by Chen Ping'an were actually accurately inspecting the subtleties of the sword qi river.

Therefore, Pang Yuanji did not hesitate, he collected his sword qi and definitely did not give him more opportunities to investigate.

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Previously, after Chen Ping'an and his party left Ningfu.

On the martial arts arena, Nalan Yexing, an old servant of the Ning family, had diligently protected the three generations of masters of the Ning Mansion, squatting on the ground at the moment, stretching out his five fingers, and gently rubbing the ground.

The old lady of the Yao family, who came to the Ning Mansion with her young lady in the early years, Bai Lianshuang stood aside and said angrily: "Old dog, why don't you keep an eye on that side, something went wrong, how is it good?

Nalan said indifferently: "No matter how dangerous it is, can there be a dangerous battlefield in the south?"

Bai Lianshuang became more and more angry, "The people's hearts are sinister, how can they ever be a little worse than fighting on the battlefield?

Nalan Yexing raised his head and was silent.

Bai Lianshuang sighed, and his tone slowed down, "Have you ever thought that a young man like Chen Gongzi would be replaced by any other concubine with a big surname in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he would not need to be so exhausted, and he would have been carefully offered up, and he would be the comfortable and comfortable son-in-law of Chenglong." When it comes to our side, the Ning Mansion is just you and me, and the Yao family still chooses to wait and see, since even the Yao family has not expressed its position, this means that before the incident, there was no one to help our young lady and uncle, and if something happened, it would be too late. ”

Nalan Yexing said: "Yao Lao'er, I am holding my breath in my heart. ”

Bai Lianshuang hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Why don't you leak some news of our uncle's dowry to the Yao family?"

Nalan walked at night and rarely spoke the old woman's side, turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Don't spoil Chen Ping'an, and don't insult the Yao family." ”

Bai Lianshuang nodded, and did not return the color for the first time.

Nalan Yexing explained: "Since you have said that Chen Ping'an chose our miss, then there is no way, if you can convince us, you should also convince Chen Ping'an to persuade others, if you can't convince you, then convince you!"

Bai Lianshuang complained: "I didn't let you get involved in it, help Chen Ping'an pull the bias, just let you stare at it, so as not to be accidental, you chirped crookedly for a long time, and you didn't get to the point at all." ”

Nalan Yexing said helplessly: "Okay, then I will break the agreement and tell you the truth." I can't go out this time, I can only nest here and scratch my heart and lungs, which is Chen Ping'an's meaning. Otherwise, I would have gone over there and picked a corner for a drink. ”

Bai Lianshuang was puzzled: "Did he already greet you?"

Nalan Yexing nodded and said, "Lend me courage, I don't dare to fool you in this kind of thing, right?" is what Chen Ping'an himself meant. ”

The old man stood up and said with a smile: "The reason is very simple, if there are no elders in the Ning Mansion to go there, the Qi family will not have the cheekiness to go." As for the fight with Qi Hunt, even if he loses, he will not lose ugly, which is destined to make Qi Hunt definitely not feel that he has really won, if Qi Hunt dares to disobey the rules, it is no longer as simple as dividing the victory and defeat, but at a certain time, suddenly make a move in the posture of dividing life and death, and act across the line, then he Chen Ping'an will be able to force the ancestor behind Qi Hunt to come out and clean up the mess. At that time, how much face and lining the Qi family can pick up from the ground depends on the people watching the battle at that time, and whether they agree or not. ”

Bai Lianshuang fell into deep thought, pondering these words.

Nalan Yexing said again: "You and Miss may not be clear, Chen Ping'an privately found me twice, once to ask in detail about the details of Qi Hunt, Pang Yuanji and Gao Yehou, from the names of the flying swords of the three sword cultivators, temperament, to the fighting habits, and then to their preachers, among which the fighting is divided into battlefield fighting and catching and killing, Chen Ping'an has asked them one by one. The second time is for me to help imitate the three-person flying sword, he came to fight against the enemy, the purpose is only one point, my sword, must be faster than the three-person natal flying sword. Of course I won't refuse, just in Chen Ping'an's room where it is difficult to move around, of course, there is no need to hurt people, and the point is over. Chen Ping'an said with a smile that once he really lets go and punches with all his might, he will at least let the pride of these days share the victory and defeat with him Chen Ping'an, it is not something that can be done if you want to, and in the end, it is estimated that they will not be able to distinguish between life and death. ”

Bai Lianshuang's face was strange.

Nalan Yexing's smile was even more strange, and he casually pointed in the direction of the store, "Are you still worried about Chen Ping'an? Shouldn't Qi Hunt and Pang Yuanji have a headache for Chen Ping'an? With such an opponent, once the realm of the two sides is not very different, it is estimated that Chen Ping'an will be disgusted to death." Chen Ping'an took a lot of beatings, you have punched Bai Lianshuang, will it be unclear?"

Nalan walked slowly at night, in a comfortable mood, "This kid, it's easy to talk, understand etiquette, when you come to my side, after helping him feed the sword, we will drink a little wine, and it will be difficult for the kid to say more, don't you see, Chen Ping'an at that time, drank wine, took off his boots, and generously learned from me to sit cross-legged, the look in his eyes at that time, plus the words he said, what kind of situation it was." ”

Nalan walked at night with a look of nostalgia.

Ningfu, there really has to be a male host, otherwise it will be too boring.

Bai Lianshuang glared and said: "When you meet, call him Chen Gongzi! On my side, you can call your uncle." You have a Chen Ping'an, like words, who borrowed your dog guts?!"

Nalan was so aggrieved that he couldn't do it at night, and finally earned some face on Chen Ping'an's side, and on this old wife and aunt's side, he returned everything left.

The old woman said to herself: "Old dog, you said that Chen Gongzi is impossible, winning three games in a row." ”

Nalan Night Walk has already had a draft, "Of course I want to, but if it is the third game, it is Pang Yuanji, Qi Hunt and Gao Yehou, and it is still a little difficult for one of the three to jump out." only said that Qi Hunting, which is the most likely, as long as this little cub does not support the big one, Chen Ping'an will fight with him, and he will fight very much. ”

Sure enough.

The two old men clearly sensed the aura of an ancient sword, echoing on the street on the other side of the stacked shop.

Then the fairy sword that was put in the wing room of the small mansion by Chen Ping'an left the Ning Mansion on its own.

The old woman kicked on Nalan Yexing's knee, "Don't go out and see the situation yet!" ”

Although Nalan Night Walk's face was as usual, in fact, he was also a little anxious in his heart, ordinary exchanges, regardless of life and death, where did he need a half-immortal soldier and an immortal soldier to confront him?

Nalan Night Walking doesn't care about any agreements.

It's just that the old man didn't expect her to come to an end, but he suddenly calmed down, although his expression was solemn, Bai Lianshuang still shook his head and said, "Forget it." We have to believe my uncle, we have expected this. ”

Nalan asked tentatively, "You really don't need me to go?"

The implication is that in case something goes wrong over there, what should I do after Nalan Ye acts, you Bai Lianshuang can call him casually, but you must not blame him for dereliction of duty.

Bai Lianshuang nodded, "I said it!"

Nalan glanced at her.

The old woman said angrily: "Old dog-take care of the dog's eyes!"

Nalan Yexing knew that she was not in a good mood at the moment, so he endured it.

Anyway, if you don't care about her, it's not a matter of a year or two.

Not long after, a Jin Dan sword cultivator hurriedly came to the wind, landed on the martial arts field, and saluted the two seniors, "Chen Ping'an has won three battles, and the three of them are Ren Yi, Pu Yu, and Qi Hunt. ”

This Jin Dan Sword Cultivator, who is nearly 100 years old but only young-looking, is named Cui Wei, who is an anonymous disciple of Nalan Night Walking, Nalan Night Walking is not serious, but Cui Wei has always adhered to the etiquette of master and apprentice, in fact, in the past ten years, he has been implicated in the catastrophe in Ningfu, and his life has been extremely unpleasant, Cui Wei still does not change his original intention.

The old woman applauded.

Nalan Yexing asked, "Chen Ping'an is seriously injured, then why don't you protect it, just to run and take the lead in asking for credit?"

Cui Wei smiled: "It seems that there is still another fight, and after I tell the news, I have to hurry back to watch the battle." ”

Nalan Yexing grabbed Cui Wei's shoulder, "Tell me about the process of those three fights!"

Cui Wei smiled bitterly: "Master, in the fourth fight, Chen Ping'an fought with Pang Yuanji, and Chen Ping'an took the initiative to invite the battle. It's a pity not to look at it, when I rushed to Ning Mansion, I found that I had temporarily rushed to the two sword immortal seniors of Beiju Luzhou. ”

Nalan Night walked and asked, "What about the high candle?"

Cui Wei smiled knowingly, "Sword Immortal Gao Kui made a final decision, and the Tao broke through the heavens, so Qi Hunt only held the sword, but did not take out the sword, and had already collected the sword and left." ”

The old woman didn't have time to rejoice, her face changed slightly, "What? Uncle still wants to fight Pang Yuanji again?!"

Nalan smiled at night, "I'm relieved." ”

The old woman stretched out her hand and pointed, "Go and watch!"

Nalan Yexing shook his head and said: "You don't have to go, winning Qi Hunt has already proved that Chen Ping'an not only knows it in his heart, but also has a better punch." ”

On the side of the anonymous disciple Cui Wei, I still have to talk about the demeanor of my predecessors.

However, Nalan walked quietly at night.

The old woman waved her hand, "Cui Wei, please go and watch it again, when you see that the opportunity is not good, you will sacrifice the flying sword to send the letter to Ning Mansion." ”

Cui Wei hurriedly left.

The battle on this side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the kind of earth-shaking between the two sword immortals, the sword qi of both sides covers the sky and the sun, of course, it is not to be missed.

But Cui Wei didn't think that the dispute between Chen Ping'an and Qi Hunt and Pang Yuanji was not exciting.

In fact, it's wonderful.

Otherwise, the four Upper Five Realm Sword Immortals, including Gao Kui, would not have been drinking over there.

Coupled with the sword immortals who rushed to the back one after another to witness the last junior competition, Cui Wei even guessed that there would be a number of sword immortals with both hands in the end, gathered on that street!

Back then, Cao Ci of the Middle Earth Divine Continent appeared on the Great Wall of Sword Qi and had a conflict, how many sword immortals were willing to show up?

Although this has a lot to do with the fact that Cao Ci's martial arts realm was not high at that time, he was also quick to punch the enemy. can put aside all the reasons, just talk about the number of people watching the sword immortal, Chen Ping'an, who had just arrived at the Great Wall of Sword Qi for a few days, had already unknowingly caught up with someone back then, but the latter was a big chaotic battle, and the heroic spirit, the sword immortal was romantic, and it was not at all.

The old woman muttered, "It would be nice if the old lady was still here." ”

Nalan was speechless at night, only sighed.

The old woman rubbed her eyes and said with a smile: "It's also good now." ”

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On the head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are two thatched huts of a large and small size adjacent to each other.

A young man with a face like a crown of jade, walked out of the small thatched hut, came to the nearby north city, looked at the city in the north, and said with a smile: "Senior Zuo, Lord Yinguan has all run over to join in the fun, don't you really take a few looks?"

At the head of the city, a man sitting cross-legged, with a horizontal sword on his knees, closed his eyes and recuperated, surrounded by a sharp sword qi criss-crossed and condensed into reality, suddenly life and death were uncertain, and he also lost the man standing next to him, it was Wei Jin, the sword immortal of Fengxue Temple.

Wei Jin is a genius after Li Kuanjing in Aquarius and before Ma Kuxuan, as for the three successively, it is recognized that Li Kujing, who stopped at the peak of Yuanying Sword Cultivation before his death, is actually not inferior to Wei Jin, but unfortunately he was trapped by love, and lost the possibility of becoming the first immortal realm sword cultivator in the history of Aquarius in vain, so overall, it is still inferior to Wei Jin, and Ma Kuxuan, a monk of Zhenwu Mountain, on Aquarius Mountain, all think that the qualifications should be slightly inferior to Li Kujing, The two predecessors of Wei and Jin, it's just that the opportunity of the avenue is too good, and the final achievement in the future may be even higher than that of Wei and Jin, as for Li Junjing, the previous owner of the Wind Thunder Garden, since he has passed away, after all, everything is over.

Left and right never opened their eyes, and said indifferently: "There is nothing to see, it is meaningless to win for a while." ”

Wei Jin knew the temper of this senior Zuo, so his words were not too taboo, and said with a smile: "This really doesn't look like a senior brother's attitude towards a junior brother." ”

Shaking his head left and right, he said, "I never admitted it." What's more, according to the rules of the Taoist context, if he didn't hang the portrait of the patriarch and kowtowed to incense, he was not my little junior brother in the first place. ”

Wei Jin didn't say anything more.

Senior Zuo is a person who doesn't like to talk, and it seems that letting him say a word is more difficult than taking out a sword against the enemy.

Left and right and Wei Jin, two sword immortals, one from the Middle Earth Divine Continent and the other from the Aquarius Continent, and the left and right have been far away from the world's vision, like a lonely soul and a wild ghost wandering on the vast sea, for more than a hundred years, the two of them originally couldn't fight, except that they both knew Ah Liang and Chen Ping'an.

The swordsmanship and character of Wei Jin on the left and right are more pleasing to the eye, this young man Wei Jin, who has received a lot of favor from Ah Liang, can be regarded as one of the many sword cultivators on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and there are not many people left who are willing to say a few more words.

However, Wei Jin is only a sword immortal who has not been in the Jade Pu Realm for a long time, on the other hand, he has been famous all over the world a hundred years ago, and Wei Jin called Zuo senior, which is very real.

Wei Jin was a little emotional.

Every sword cultivator will have a sword immortal he admires the most.

For example, Fengxue Temple Shenxiantai, his master, who is not high in cultivation but will make Wei Jin respect for a lifetime, has always admired Li Junjing, who suppressed Zhengyang Mountain with the power of one person, and his greatest wish before his death was to have the opportunity to ask Li Junjing about kendo, even if Li Junjing only said one word, even if he had no regrets in this life. It's a pity that the master is thin-skinned and has a low cultivation, and he has never been able to achieve his wish, and when the Wei and Jin dynasties wandered the rivers and lakes, he met the "swordsman" wearing a hat on his head, and broke through the realm in retreat, and then wanted to ask the Sword Wind Thunder Garden as a sword immortal and as a disciple of the master, but Li Junjing had already passed away.

For Wei Jin, his life is always like this, if he doesn't ask for it, he may be full of it, and he who asks for it will be fleeting, and he will go farther and farther.

Fortunately, when he arrived at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Wei Jin's state of mind was wide.

There are the old sword immortals who have lived alone on the Great Wall of Sword Qi for 10,000 years, there are those fellow Daoists who have generously died from Beiju Luzhou, and of course, there are also seniors who have reached the peak of swordsmanship and seem to be a lot higher than the sword cultivation of the world.

In the previous battle, one person on the left and right fought with a sword, went deep into the hinterland of the demon army, and opened the way at will with a sword qi, without the need to use a sword at all, the magic weapon was close to him, and turned into powder by himself.

It wasn't until he met the big demon that he picked at a glance, and he didn't start fighting left and right.

That immortal fight affected countless pond fish, anyway, there were demon clans within a radius of 100 miles.

Extraordinary.

This battle alone made the left and right the most popular outlanders among the local sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

After the battle ended, the left and right sat alone on the head of the city and drank, and after the boss sword immortal Chen Qingdu appeared, he said a word, "The swordsmanship is high, it is not enough." ”

Even in the face of this Dinghai Divine Needle, who was called the boss sword immortal by Ah Liangjing, he only replied with one sentence, "That is, the swordsmanship is not high enough." ”

At that time, Chen Qingdu put his hands behind his back, turned around, shook his head and smiled: "That old Xiucai who knows the most flexibility, how can he teach such a student as you." ”

Left and right are too lazy to speak.

The reason is very simple, you can't beat this old man.

Otherwise, he would have to speak with his sword, so that this highest-ranking 10,000-year-old prisoner must be polite when mentioning his husband.

Wei Jin lowered his head and stared at the spread palm, and said with a smile: "In the first game, Chen Ping'an won, very easily, and the opponent was a Dragon Gate Realm sword cultivator. ”

There was silence left and right for a moment, and he still didn't open his eyes, just frowned and said, "Dragon Gate Realm Sword Cultivator?"

Wei Jin thought that Senior Zuo was disgusted that Chen Ping'an's opponent's realm was too low, and said: "In the second game, it is a young Jin Dan. ”

Unexpectedly, the left and right frowned more and more, "It's only ten years, has it been ten years, and you can fight the Dragon Gate Realm Sword Cultivation?"

Wei Jin's mood is a little complicated.

Is Senior Zuo too unconfident in his little junior brother?

Wei Jin quickly remembered that when the left seniors seemed to be studying under the Wensheng Sect, the realm was indeed not high, and it was not an innate sword embryo.

Left and right said indifferently: "You don't have to tell me about the battle situation." ”

Wei Jin just watched the mountains and rivers by himself.

The left and right continue to sharpen their own sword intent with the high-spirited sword intent of the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi.

When I was young, it was not a good thing not to be distracted by things such as studying and practicing martial arts.

After experiencing a lot of things, it is difficult to eat some simple truths when you turn your head to study.

Thinking about how to get along with this world, picking and choosing the knowledge that I use, and the knowledge that can solve the urgent need, is considered to be good learning, and this kind of learning, no matter how much I know, for ordinary people, it is naturally not a small benefit, after all, it is a person, and I must have that peace of mind, but for the students of my husband, especially the disciples who are closed...... It doesn't mean much.

Wei Jin was silent for a long time, and after watching the second fight, he noticed the subtle abnormalities around him, and couldn't help but ask: "Since Senior Zuo is still worried, why don't you want to see him?"

Left and right frowned: "I said, I don't think he is my little junior brother." ”

That young man can be his husband's disciple or Qi Jingchun's junior brother, even so, it doesn't mean that he is the little junior brother in his heart.

Otherwise, why does he call himself a senior brother and regard Cui Yun, the recognized first disciple of Wen Sheng, as nothing?

Take a step back and say, there is a little junior brother in the world who patronizes me and my little daughter-in-law, and hangs the senior brother aside?

I don't treat you as a junior brother, is that the reason why you kid dares not to treat me as a senior brother?

Wei Jin'an watched the battle quietly and from afar.

Left and right suddenly opened their eyes, squinted, and looked up at the street in the city.

Wei Jin couldn't hold back a laugh and didn't speak.

At this moment, it happened to be the Qi family disciple who drew his sword out of the sheath.

Left and right quickly closed their eyes.

Wei Jin smiled knowingly.

Wensheng is the most reasonable.

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Elsewhere in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Lord Yinguan fell under the head of the city with the wind, jumped one by one, stepped on the wall, and walked up.

The footsteps seemed to be unfast, but in an instant, they arrived at the head of the city, and an elderly sword immortal from Beiju Luzhou stationed in the nearby area clasped his fists and saluted.

Lord Yinguan nodded, stood on the north side of the city, took a big step, and came to the city near the south, reached out and grabbed his two pigtails, lifted them up, staggered, and slowly rose into the air.

Then she frowned, reluctantly, and turned to resist the wind, like an arrow shot at the head of a city at her feet, and the entire thick sea of clouds above her head was violently dispersed, and in an instant, she appeared next to a thatched hut, "What are you doing? I didn't drink again!"

An old man put his hands behind his back and smiled, "I'll discuss something with you." ”

The hidden official said: "I haven't been drinking, I haven't had the strength to fight recently, so I won't go to the south." ”

The old man smiled: "Such a naughty and naughty, I really don't plan to marry in the future?"

Wearing a loose black robe, Lord Yinguan is like a fried-haired little black cat at the moment.

The big sleeves fluttered, and the black clouds swirled around the little girl.

It turned out that the old man was already standing beside her as he spoke, bending down and reaching out to hold her little head.

The fluttering black robe instantly relaxed, she lowered her head and moved, and said in a deep voice: "There is something to say!"

The old man waved his hand, "Play by yourself." It's okay. ”

She said angrily: "Chen Qingdu, tease me!"

Chen Qingdu smiled and said, "Listening to the tone of our Lord Yinguan, a little unconvinced?"

Her face was gloomy.

The next moment.

First, there was the Great Wall of Sword Qi near the thatched hut, and a small world suddenly appeared.

Then almost all the sword cultivators at the head of the city felt a shock from the entire city head.

In that little world.

The eldest sword fairy pressed the head of the hidden official with one hand, the latter had her feet dangling in the air, her back was against the city wall, her body was murderous, but she couldn't break free.

Chen Qingdu said indifferently: "It's not that I can't care about you, it's just that I feel guilty, so I don't bother to care about you." You are young and ignorant, so I am especially tolerant of you. Remember?"

The hidden official was silent for a long time and nodded.

Chen Qingdu let go of his hand, and the hidden official slipped to the ground.

The old man said, "Go play." ”

The hidden official sighed, turned around, and swaggered away, his sleeves flying.

The old man stopped and looked at the wild world in the south.

smiled.

The world is like wine, drunk before the flowers, drunk under the moon, drunk me for ten thousand years.

Chen Qingdu glanced back to the north.

If the realm is not much different, it is not good to be the enemy of that kid and not have many eyes.

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There is no place for the talisman.

Chen Ping'an also has three flying swords, fifteen, pine needle, and thunder, which can determine for himself the many truths and truths of Pang Yuanji's natal flying sword.

The two Pang Yuanji on the street also dealt with it easily, one of them stopped, divided his mind, controlled the three wisps of sword qi, and entangled Chen Ping'an's three flying swords.

The other person controlled the sword qi and consumed Chen Ping'an, who kept punching, that martial arts true qi and a condensed fist intent.

As for the twelve Pang Yuanji on the roof, they began to build a new talisman array.

Pang Yuanji chose the most stupid method, step by step, and turned the entire street into his own small world.

For example, the saints sit in the academy and the gods sit in the mountains, and cultivate to a higher realm!

In the end, if you use the Yuan Ying Sword to repair the sword, you can instantly distinguish the winner and loser.

The other party was obviously also aware of Pang Yuanji's thoughts.

It's a pity that it seems that he can't catch it, even if he punches the momentum, it has already made the spectators tremble, and the fists and swords collided again and again, causing the entire street ground to be shattered.

However, there is a tacit understanding on both sides, no matter how the world is turned upside down, Pang Yuanji's sword qi does not enter the wine shop at all, and so does Chen Ping'an's fist.

Just when Pang Yuanji was about to finish.

That young martial artist, finally no longer has any retention.

In the blink of an eye, he opened the river with his fist and came to Pang Yuanji in front of him.

Not only that, but another snow-white rainbow flying sword suddenly appeared, without warning, and swept towards Pang Yuanji, who was controlling the sword qi behind him to deal with the three flying swords.

It's nothing.

Dressed in white, he rose from the ground, and the yin god traveled far into the clouds.

At the punch, that Pang Yuanji was smashed by a punch.

The flying sword was the first and smashed the second Pang Yuanji.

And Chen Ping'an's Yin God suddenly hovered, condescending, using the cloud steaming Daze style upside down, fists like torrential rain, all over the roof, all Pang Yuanji.

At the same time, Chen Ping'an's real body, who was closing his fist on the street, squatted slightly on his knees, as if he had collapsed and closed his fist, and burst out with a fist intent that had never been shown on Chen Ping'an's body, like a spring thunder exploding, Jiaolong moved his spine, and a street under his feet was almost from beginning to end, all collapsed and sink, Chen Ping'an was in a high place, and he had already crossed the top of his Yin God's head, and handed a fist to the peak of his Yin God fist intent somewhere.

In the sky above the city, the fist intent first went straight away, like a knife cutting white paper.

Then there was movement, and there was a rumbling sound above everyone's heads.

Pang Yuanji, who appeared out of thin air in the air, faced the straight fist, retracted the flying sword in an instant, and a golden body with a height of several zhang appeared, with his arms staggered, blocking in front of Pang Yuanji.

It was not majestic, but the golden light was as thick as water.

Pang Yuanji was beaten back to a higher place together with the Golden Body Method.

When Pang Yuanji stabilized his figure, the golden body suddenly turned into heaven and earth, becoming dozens of zhang high, standing behind Pang Yuanji, holding the law seal in one hand and the giant sword in the other.

Chen Ping'an stepped on the first day of junior high school, fifteenth.

In the face of such a magnificent vision, we did not retreat but advanced, and ascended with great speed.

At the window, outside the wine shop, the heads stretched their necks one by one, and they were dumbfounded.

These two guys are fighting a little lawlessly.

Yan Zhuo said softly: "Ning Yao, don't persuade him, there's really no need to toss it to this part." Pang Yuanji is not bad, Chen Ping'an is even more of a good person, if he is replaced by Qi Hunt, I wish Chen Ping'an would go down with one punch and beat out Qi Hunt's brains. If you continue to fight like this, you will really have to divide life and death. ”

Ning Yao said angrily: "Don't persuade me." ”

Dong Huafu is a little like falling clouds, and there are still people in the world who Sister Ning can't persuade me?

Whether it's Ah Liang or the boss Sword Immortal, on Sister Ning's side, they are all very impressive. What's more, Sister Ning has been sensible for a long time, even if it is those two, she has never treated Sister Ning as a child. It is also the earliest among them, and so far the only one, who can talk big things to Ah Liang and the Boss Sword Immortal. At this point, Dong Huafu's sister admits that she is far inferior to Ning Yao.

Ning Yao added: "I don't want to persuade. ”

Dong Huafu was quickly relieved, this is what Sister Ning would say.

Pang Yuanji raised his hand high and pressed it down.

The golden body behind him, which was as tall as a mountain peak, held the mysterious magic seal intertwined with thunder and lightning, and then slapped down.

I saw that the young martial artist, who broke the law seal with one punch, still had the strength to find Pang Yuanji!

Pang Yuanji was unmoved, and wiped his fingers horizontally.

The law minister swept out with a sword, and the giant sword smashed into the waist of the young man in the green shirt.

Chen Ping'an's feet were rooted, but instead of being slapped and flying, he fell to the ground, but was only moved out by the blade of the sword for more than ten zhang, and waited until the strength of the giant sword in the hand of the law minister decreased slightly, continued to tilt and ascend, and punched again with his left hand.

This scene, seeing all the sword cultivators under the earth immortals, directly the scalp was numb, and the back was cold.

The seal of law condensed again, and the greatsword fell high again.

Chen Ping'an's figure disappeared out of thin air twice, and when he came to a slightly higher place between Pang Yuanji and the golden body, he hit the head of Pang Yuanji's real body, and a punch fell.

Bang.

Pang Yuanji smashed straight into the ground of the street from the air, no one was seen, the dust was flying, and then he did not show up for a long time.

Wearing a green shirt and stepping on two flying swords, he slowly landed on the street, one left arm drooped down, and there was no need to say much about his right hand.

It just so happened to be the sword fairy next to him.

He stood on the edge of the pit, covered in blood, and slowly turned his head to look at his beloved girl in the distance.

The young swordsman in the green shirt and white hosta, with his bare palm, gently pressed against the hilt of the sword fairy, winked at her, and smiled brightly.