Luo Qian was mixed in the scattered people in the rivers and lakes, seeing the three major factions rushing over, his heart was full of fighting spirit, he was a dog who lost his family all night, and his heart was extremely hot, and he was finally able to fight heartily at this time.

Being in the outer circle, he bore the brunt of the battle with the disciples of the three major sects. Luo Qian's long sword was in his hand, and he was like a leisurely stroll in the crowd, and the sword light brought a rain of blood between the swings, killing five or six people in the blink of an eye.

Song Yushu knew how powerful Luo Qian was, and led the disciples of the Qingxu Sect to avoid Luo Qian from afar, Luo Qian's side picked the wrong Sword Sect disciple to attack, Liu Junhao gritted his teeth when he watched from a distance, let Luo Qian kill so unscrupulously, the disciples of the Wrong Sword Sect suffered too many casualties here, and it was really not certain who was in charge of the three major factions.

Liu Junhao commanded the three men around him with strong martial arts to block Luo Qian, and the three of them obeyed the order to meet Luo Qian.

Luo Qian saw that it was the person who besieged him on the side of the cold pond that day, and the enemy was very red when he saw it, and in the face of the soaring battle spirit of the three people, he flew with a long sword and used "Hanging the people, Zhou Fa Yin Tang." "Eight swords, these eight swordsmanship emphasizes one drum, and the momentum is like a bamboo. As soon as this sword came out, it was like thousands of troops and horses marching out, and layers of air waves were swinging around it, and smoke and dust were splashing.

As soon as the three disciples of the wrong family fought each other, they felt that the majestic qi was coming, and the long swords in their hands staggered out, and a huge force went straight to the tiger's mouth along the sword body, and the tiger's mouths of the three people collapsed together, and the long sword flew out of their hands.

The sword light flashed, and the three great heads flew out in unison. Luo Qianyi slashed the three of them with a sword, and Zhao Ying, who saw the roe deer on the edge of the cold pool that day, saw Zhao Ying from afar, and the fighting spirit in his heart rose again. Stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhao Ying and shouted: "Little thief, come out and fight!" ”

Hantan once made an oath under the water to remove the name of the wrong sword gate from the world, today is just a small test, and he will go up the mountain to destroy the door one day!

Zhao Ying saw that the three of them were already frightened in an instant, how dare they fight, and hid behind Liu Junhao.

Liu Junhao saw that Luo Qian was like chopping melons and vegetables, and gritted his teeth angrily and his eyes widened. "Dog thief, don't be rampant!" The long sword was unsheathed, and the three-foot green peak let out a long roar, and a dazzling sky light flashed in the night sky.

As soon as this sword came out, it turned into thousands of sword shadows, like all kinds of causes and effects in the world, chaotic and intertwined. The intricacies between the sword and light cannot be seen, but there is an indomitable trend.

What is a wrong sword?

It is wrong that heaven is unfair! It's wrong that the avenue is ruthless! Heaven is wrong for me!

It's a mistake to pick up a sword, and it's a mistake to put it down!

Since everything is wrong, it is necessary to break the laws of the world with mistakes, so there is a wrong sword gate in the world!

Luo Qianxin said that the leaders of the three major factions that this person can do really have some means, and the qi flow between the swordsmanship has reached the realm of potential. The true yuan is running rapidly, and the sword of the word "sky" is facing thousands of sword shadows, and the eight swords are integrated into one.

You have thousands of mistakes to break the sword, I have the Heavenly Dao Restoration, no matter what you make a thousand mistakes, you can't escape the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao after all.

Liu Junhao's thousand swords came out together, Luo Qian's sword was vertical and horizontal, and the two swords struck each other countless times in a snap of his fingers. Thousands of wrong swords are slashed one by one, and the word "sky" sword goes straight to you, let you wind and rain in all directions, I will not move.

Luo Qian's long sword drove straight in, breaking through thousands of sword shadows and reaching Liu Junhao's chest

Countless sparks flashed in the night sky, Liu Junhao was secretly frightened, knowing that Luo Qian was powerful, but he didn't expect that the sword that Benmen relied on to become famous would be blocked by his sword. If he goes on like this, he will be defeated, and he is ruthless in his heart, and he will induce the true qi to infuse the sword body, and thousands of wrong swords will turn the virtual into reality, and the sword qi will be contained in the sword shadow of the Dao Dao.

This move is quite a loss of true qi, with Liu Junhao's skill can not play the true power of this set of swordsmanship, but in a hurry, he can only try desperately, this move immediately feels empty in the dantian.

Luo Qian saw the clues of Liu Junhao's swordsmanship, and did not dare to be careless, and the sword move changed to the word "earth" sword.

The sky is strong, and the terrain is kun. The sword of the word "earth" is generous and smooth to carry all things, and the swing of the long sword seems to be slow, but it wraps Liu Junhao's thousands of wrong swords.

Liu Junhao's heart was half cold, and he knew that he was not Luo Qian's opponent. Between the two of them, the disciples of the four major families have been cleared, and the Jianghu scattered people turned their swords and pointed directly at the three major factions.

Liu Junhao knew that he was losing power, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape defeat, so he fought hard to repel Luo Qianjian's move, took the opportunity to take a few steps back and fled reflexively, and did not care about calling the disciples of the three major factions behind him.

Seeing Liu Junhao's defeat and retreat, the disciples of the three major factions panicked for a while without the backbone in their hearts, and the Jianghu scattered people took the opportunity to kill all of them. The disciples of the three major factions had no way out in a hurry, so they had to chase Liu Junhao's footsteps and flee together.

How could the people in the rivers and lakes let go of the fat in their mouths, and the person who took the lead shouted "Chase!" A swarm of people chased after them.

Luo Qian pretended to follow and chased for a few steps, gradually fell to the back of the line, and quietly got into the woods while the crowd was panicking. With Luo Shu in hand, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you can find the wrong sword gate.

After a few battles and a night of escape, there is not much left of his true yuan, so he should take this opportunity to recover his true yuan as soon as possible. At the moment, I found a hidden tree hole, closed my eyes and crossed my knees, turned my heart to the sky, and operated eight or nine mystical skills to attract the aura of heaven and earth to fill the dantian.

I have been practicing the Eight or Nine Xuangong for more than a year, and I have always been stuck in the first floor, as if there is a layer of shackles in front of me, and I have tried many times before, but I have never broken through this shackle. Eight or nine Xuangong comes from the immortal realm to spread the Fa, but the mortal world can only do it by himself, and there is no chance to ask someone for advice.

After more than a year of practice, the only feeling is that the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth is much faster than at the beginning. Today's fierce battle has some comprehension of both mood and swordsmanship, and at this time, when I practice martial arts, I faintly feel that there seems to be some kind of opportunity in the dark to frequently trigger the shackles.

Luo Qian was happy in his heart, could it be that this was a sign that the Eighth or Ninth Xuangong was going to break through the second floor, but he had never broken through, and he didn't know how to break through, so he could only continue to absorb the aura of heaven and earth step by step.

Eighty-nine Xuangong eight-story realm seventy-two floors, the first floor is called Lingling, as the name suggests, it is to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to fill the dantian.

Luo Qian meditated in the tree hole, his body and mind sank into the spiritual platform, swallowing nature between his mouth and nose, and being swept into the inner breath between the spiritual energy of the Xuantian heaven and earth. The aura of heaven and earth slowly sank into the dantian with the inner breath, and a true yuan cyclone in the dantian slowly flowed, and the aura of heaven and earth in the inner breath was included in it.

I don't know how long it took, the True Yuan Cyclone had already filled this dantian, and there was a faint feeling of swelling in the dantian. Luo Qian ignored the abnormality of the dantian, continued to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and desperately squeezed the aura of heaven and earth into the dantian.

I don't know if this approach is right or wrong, and I vaguely feel that if I don't grasp this opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through in the future.

The aura of heaven and earth is still merging into the true yuan cyclone, and the dantian seems to be about to be exploded, and a wave of death rises in Luo Qian's heart, even if he explodes and dies, he has to try to the death, and he would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile.

In this life, I don't want to be an ant under someone else's feet.

As the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was inhaled, the True Yuan Cyclone suddenly steamed, like boiling hot water. Under the impact of Zhenyuan, the dantian was swollen and burned, and his whole body was hot like charcoal fire, Luo Qian almost fainted in pain, gritted his teeth and kept a trace of clarity on the spiritual platform, and kept inhaling the aura of heaven and earth.

The dantian couldn't bear it and was already on the verge of tearing, and Luo Qian refused to give up at all. As a stream of heaven and earth aura poured in, as if it had reached the critical edge, the True Yuan Cyclone finally began to contract slowly, and Luo Qian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fighting for life to the sky has finally won!

Luo Qian slowly retracted his strength, and after some desperate struggle, the true yuan cyclone in the dantian finally returned to calm, and a little starlight appeared in the true yuan. This starlight is the condensation of the aura of heaven and earth, and the aura can no longer be contained in the cyclone, so the aura is compressed into stars. Luo Qian faintly felt that the power of the True Yuan contained in this star point was probably far above the cyclone.

The previous faint opportunity gradually disappeared, and the eight or nine Xuangong finally broke through and went up to the second floor.

In the deep woods of the mountain behind Shura, a female trial disciple was lying on the ground in disheveled clothes, and the blood stain on her neck seemed to have congealed. Zhensheng's eyes were blood-red and he slowly put on his clothes on the side, and there was an evil arc hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Those who have broken the precepts do not break or stand, and they do not know the state of mind of breaking the precepts without staining the red dust."

Zhensheng said to himself, and his figure was as invisible as in the forest.

Luo Qian stood up, feeling that his dantian was full of refreshment. The sky was still dark, and after some deduction of the Luo Shu pattern in his mind, he calculated the direction of Liu Junhao and flew over and chased after him, so he was going to kill him without leaving a chicken dog.

Liu Junhao is still leading the disciples of the three major factions to escape, from fighting with Luo Qian to now have fled for an hour, the scattered people in the rivers and lakes behind him are in hot pursuit, and the disciples of the three major factions have broken more than a dozen people in the escape, and now there are less than twenty people left behind him.

But Liu Junhao did not panic in his heart, but was a little happy, because everything was developing according to his predetermined script.

The sky was slightly bright, everyone chased after me, Liu Junhao led more than 20 disciples of the three major factions like lost dogs, and ran into a canyon in a panic.

In the canyon, a gravel path is seven or eight zhang wide, and there are cliffs on the left and right, and seventy or eighty people are running and chasing after each other, and they have entered the gravel path.

Liu Junhao escaped about a cup of tea in the canyon, and an open space appeared in front of him, and it turned out that the canyon was wide in front and narrow in the back, forming a funnel-shaped, and everyone was in the center of the funnel at this time. I saw that the surrounding cliffs in front of me were towering in front of everyone, and it was a dead end.

Everyone looked around, and saw all kinds of swords and armor scattered everywhere on the sandy and gravel ground, interspersed with many dry bones. The swords have rusted, and the dry bones have rotted, as if there had been a great battle here many years ago, and countless heroes had fallen in the sand.

The rusty knives and dry bones on the ground exuded a chill, and many timid people couldn't help but shudder, they didn't expect that there was such a gloomy and terrifying place in Shura Mountain, but I hope that the intrusion of a group of people will not wake up the sleeping war spirit here.

The road ahead has been extinct, and they have fallen into such a gloomy and terrifying place, the disciples of the three major sects are like ashes, and the rivers and lakes are scattered, and they are scattered, and they unconsciously gather together, surrounding them under the cliff again.

Liu Junhao stood at the bottom of the cliff and pretended to hesitate for a while, and when all the scattered people in the rivers and lakes entered the canyon, he actually found a vine branch from the crack of the cliff.

The disciples of the three major factions were overjoyed, it turned out that Liu Junhao had already prepared, more than 20 people rushed to grab the vine branch, how could the people of the rivers and lakes let them escape, and immediately approached.

Several disciples who caught the vine branch did not dare to hesitate at all, and imitated Liu Junhao's method to grab the vine branch to borrow strength, and at this moment, Liu Junhao cut off the vine branch with a wave of his long sword from the top of the cliff.

The vine branch fell from the top of the cliff, and the hearts of the three major factions also sank to the bottom, and they were filled with righteous indignation for a while, and they all pointed to the top of the cliff Liu Junhao and scolded angrily.

The scattered people of the rivers and lakes laughed when they saw the dying and struggling appearance of these people, and the person who took the lead gave an order: "Kill!" The rivers and lakes scattered people, each like a tiger rushing down the mountain.

Blood rained down, and severed arms and stumps flew everywhere. Liu Junhao stood on the top of the cliff and watched the disciples of the three major sects being killed, with indifference in his eyes. It was as if the dead and wounded at his feet were not the robed brothers who were fighting with him, but a swarm of ants.

A sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he looked up at the sky, a round of red sun had already revealed the sky, and the time estimated in his heart should be almost there. After today, there will only be a few more rotten bones in the canyon, and there will be a name in the world, and that is my Liu Junhao!

In the blink of an eye, there were less than ten disciples left who were still resisting to the death, and the battle seemed to have stimulated their potential, and this was the amazing combat power that broke out in a desperate situation. Song Yushu took the few remaining disciples of the Qingxu Sect, with his back against the cliff and the help of the thunder light sword qi, which was able to block the siege of the scattered people in the rivers and lakes.