The three-day appointment was reached in a blink of an eye, and at the top of the mountain behind Shura, Luo Qian sat cross-legged with his long sword on his knees.

Luo Qian arrived here early, and he was used to arriving one step ahead of people.

A round of morning light slowly sticks to the sky, although it is the morning light, but it has emitted ten thousand dazzling lights, which makes people unable to look directly.

Zhao Ji walked slowly, leisurely, admiring the beginning of the day while walking along the rugged mountain road. Brocade clothes, warm as jade, a good son.

Luo Qian opened his eyes and looked at it, this person was about to fight, but he still had the heart to enjoy the scenery, and there was a sense of confidence everywhere, which was unpredictable.

The red sun finally rose above the ground after a long time, and Zhao Ji also walked to the top of the mountain.

"The young man has been waiting for a long time, and he is rude." Zhao Ji said lightly, without any guilt.

"It's okay!" Luo Qian replied nonchalantly, look at your appearance, it would be strange if you knew that it was rude.

"I see the Shaoxia swordsmanship unique, I don't know who the teacher is?" Zhao Ji always smiled when he spoke, and his two eyes looked up and down on Luo Qian.

"There is no teacher, and I occasionally have to learn the sword spectrum in the library."

Why does this guy have so many words, is he here to fight or to chat, Luo Qian muttered in his heart. Steward Zhao does not accept himself as an apprentice, and wants to say that the master should be counted as a Nine Heavens Xuannu, but even if she says this, she may not believe it.

"With such a mysterious swordsmanship, the young man can learn it without a teacher, and he is really talented. Admire under it! Zhao Ji gave a salute with a smile.

Luo Qian was annoyed in his heart, this guy had a sour smell in his mouth, like a showman, and if he continued to talk like this, he had to hold back his internal injuries.

In order to no longer be sour and rotten, he can only invite to fight: "Why are you so verbose, do you want to fight or not?" ”

Zhao Ji was slightly stunned, covered his mouth and laughed: "Why should the young man be so anxious!" ”

Luo Qian really couldn't stand such verbosity, the long sword in his hand choked out of the sheath, and said loudly: "To fight or not to fight!" ”

Zhao Ji finally became serious: "It's really boring, just fight, it seems that this son is afraid of you!" The sword was unsheathed, the brilliance was exhausted, and the figure moved, and it had already killed in front of Luo Qian in a flash.

Zhao Ji's swordsmanship seems to be light and graceful, but in fact, he is tricky, focusing on the side door and attacking the door, killing everywhere.

Luo Qian didn't dare to be careless, and when he saw the move, "Kyushu Yu traces, Baijun Qin and" eight swords were used one after another. These eight swordsmanship pay attention to the calm atmosphere, mainly guarding, let you be clever in every way, I will not move.

As soon as Luo Qian came up, he took a defensive position, mainly to test the strength of the other party, if he was defeated, he would lead Zhao Ji to the eye of the back mountain, and use the Heavenly Book Divine Text laid out in advance to borrow the mountains and rivers to fight with him.

Zhao Jiqi made a lot of moves, and with the smart body method, he kept changing his position and attacking everywhere. Luo Qian has been fighting head-on with people since he started the battle, and suddenly encountered Zhao Ji's tricky style of play, which was a little difficult to deal with for a while, so he could only blindly defend.

After fifty or sixty moves between the two, Luo Qian gradually figured out Zhao Ji's path, and swung Zhao Ji's long sword with a few swords. The sword move changed to "the sound of the empty valley, and the virtual hall was used to listen", these eight swordsmanship was mainly based on false moves, and the sword shadow was heavy for a while, as if the empty valley sounded, only heard its voice, and did not see its person.

It turned out that Zhao Ji was long and attacking, but he was not good at defense. In the shadow of the sword, he couldn't distinguish between the virtual and the real, so he could only swing his sword to block everywhere, and there were many flaws for a while.

Luo Qian was secretly happy in his heart, if Zhao Ji had no other means, then his victory was decided, and it seemed that the Heavenly Book Divine Text he had prepared would not be used. Seeing the flaw, the long sword shook a few times, leading away Zhao Ji's blade, and the sword light turned and entered the middle gate.

Seeing that a sword was about to stab Zhao Ji in the chest, Luo Qian was secretly complacent, and the long sword in Zhao Ji's hand suddenly burst into glory, and a dark cyan light shot out, and with a bang, the long sword in Luo Qian's hand was disconnected from the sword body.

"Immortal Soldiers!"

Luo Qian secretly exclaimed in his heart, holding the broken sword and flying back. Zhao Ji's sword can hit the blue treasure light, which is the same as the flower-faced man's broadsword, and it must be an immortal soldier. If he hadn't retreated quickly, he would have almost been injured by the sword qi.

I didn't expect this guy to hide this killer weapon, no wonder he has no fear.

The immortal soldier is a remnant of the ancient immortal cultivation sect, which is extremely rare in the world, and the major forces all regard it as a treasure. A handful of immortal soldiers is enough to change the pattern of one side, and only huge forces can have it, such as the royal families of various countries, the four major families of Dayong, the three major sects, and so on. Even if ordinary people have the opportunity to get the immortal soldiers, they are absolutely secret, and the story of their sins is staged every day in this world.

What kind of family background is this guy, he actually came to Shuramun with immortal soldiers, if he fell into the hands of others, wouldn't it affect the family.

Luo Qian made up his mind while flying back, this person was by no means his opponent by virtue of the benefits of the immortal soldiers, and he could only lead him into the place where the earth eye had been arranged in advance, and with the help of the power of the earth eye, he could fight with it.

didn't dare to hesitate, turned around and left, and had already distanced himself from Zhao Ji between the ups and downs. Zhao Ji swiped his fingers across the sword body, looked at Luo Qian's fleeing figure, and said with a smile: "Coward!" He got up and chased after him.

Not far from the top of the mountain, Luo Qian performed light skills, and several times he flew and landed on the boulder of the earth eye.

Behind him, Zhao Ji had already chased after him with a sword, and he couldn't help but say that the blue light of the long sword shot out, and a dark blue sword qi slashed down like a frightened rainbow. It was as if a ray of heavenly light had fallen into the mortal world, with a sense of panic. The flying clouds in all directions were all triggered, turning into vortices and merging into the sword light.

Luo Qian was taken aback, this sword was stronger than the flower-faced man's broadsword. This guy looked at Sven, why did he move so ruthlessly.

Zhao Ji's sword method Luo Qian has already been taught, and his skill should be a lot worse than that of the flower-faced man, and it seems that the power of this sword is still above the broadsword.

Such feelings can't be described by Luo Qian, so he can only fight to the death. The three star points in the dantian exploded at the same time, and a powerful true yuan power raged in the dantian, Luo Qian ran eight or nine Xuan Gong, introducing this powerful true yuan into the Heavenly Book Divine Text under his feet, and flowing rapidly along the earth's veins.

As soon as the Xuan Gong ran again, the true yuan in the leylines quickly returned to the divine text under Luo Qian's feet. The divine text lit up with a blue light in an instant, and the true yuan returned to the Luo Qian meridian with the qi of the Dao earth veins.

As if the entire mountain was pressed on his body, Luo Qian's hand interrupted the sword and swung out, and a huge True Yuan carrying the power of the earth's leylines turned into sword qi and poured out from the broken mouth.

"Yue" word sword!

At this time, no matter how prosperous the moves are, they are in vain, and only by simplifying the complex can all the power be condensed on one sword.

The sword qi slashed through the void with the majestic mountain momentum, as if a mountain was blocking the sword light of the immortal soldiers.

Thunder exploded, and the earth shook.

The two sword lights finally merged in one place.

The sword light of the immortal soldier was like a silver bottle breaking in front of the sword with the word "Yue", shattering layer by layer, and the qi of the flying clouds turned into mist and swept away layer by layer.

The word "Yue" sword drove straight in, and went straight to Zhao Ji, and he couldn't leave his hand at the moment of life and death.

Zhao Ji's face was full of fear, a shadow of death shrouded him, and Fang Cai's sword had already drained all his true qi, and it was difficult to make any moves at this time. There was no more wind and light clouds, a heavy mountain pressure came, and the qi in the whole body suddenly collapsed, and the sword light had reached the tip of the nose, and it was about to be cut in half in an instant.

"No!" Suddenly there was an exclamation in my ears.

Just when Luo Qian thought that he was determined to win, a withered claw appeared out of thin air. With a palm in the air, the qi contained in the sword of the word "Yue" suddenly collapsed, and the broken sword was also grasped in the hand, and the power of the true yuan turned into a breeze and dissipated.

Luo Qian was shocked, a fleshy palm actually broke his full strength in an instant. At the moment, he secretly urged Zhenyuan, but found that Dantian Zhenyuan seemed to be unwilling to listen to the call, and it was difficult to perform.

A tall, thin old man with gray hair firmly grasped the broken sword in one hand, and stared at Luo Qian with both eyes, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Luo Qian was shocked in his heart, and his hair turned upside down in an instant, this old man's martial arts were probably still above Zhao's stewardship. The first thought that flashed in Luo Qian's heart was to escape, but his body seemed to be firmly clamped and he couldn't move at all.

This old man seemed to be able to control Luo Qian's true yuan, and the true yuan in Luo Qian's body became disobedient, and it was like a pool of stagnant water in the dantian.

The true yuan of the eight or nine Xuangong is the means that Luo Qian relies on the most, but at this time, he was constantly called by this old man, so Luo Qian couldn't help but be frightened.

The old man's claws were raised, and his fingertips flicked lightly in the air, without a trace of fireworks.

Luo Qian only felt as if his chest had been hammered heavily, and a tumbling breath and blood pressure could not be controlled, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a stream of blood, flying out upside down. Luo Qian flew out and lay on the ground, and the true yuan in his body collapsed instantly, and he couldn't exert any strength in his body.

The ultimate of martial arts is the Tao, Steward Zhao is only a trace of realm away from the Dao, and the coercion given by the old man in front of him is still above Steward Zhao, could it be that the old man in front of him is a strong man who comprehends the ultimate of martial arts?

The old man took a step forward slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he was about to take Luo Qian's life at any time.

The disparity in strength between the two was too great, so that Luo Qiansheng couldn't afford to resist at all, it turned out that he was so vulnerable in front of the absolute powerhouse.

"I'm fine!" There was a soft voice behind the old man, Zhao Ji kept gasping, waved his hand and said.

When the old man heard this, the murderous intent in his eyes slowly disappeared, he looked back at Zhao Ji, and after confirming that Zhao Ji was fine, he slowly walked behind Zhao Ji.

The surrounding coercion dissipated, and Luo Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if his body had finally returned to him, and he felt the true qi flowing in his body again. I walked around before the ghost gate closed, and it felt good to master my body.

The qi and blood in his body were surging, and the true qi was running around uncontrollably, Luo Qianqiang endured the sharp pain in his chest and tried several times and finally stood up slowly. I wanted to wait for an opportunity to escape, but I had a few thoughts in my heart, but finally gave up. It is as easy for this old man to kill himself as it is to pinch an ant to death, and it is better not to play tricks in front of him.

The old man stood behind Zhao Ji, his eyes and nose looked at each other, and he didn't say a word, as if he was treating Luo Qian as air.

Luo Qian was a little difficult, and he didn't know whether to leave or stay.

Zhao Ji gasped a few times, and finally broke the silence: "You can go, the leader of Shura is yours." ”

Luo Qian scolded angrily in his heart, if you bring a thug to fight, even if Lao Tzu wins, it will be useless. The hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, and he is about to slip away when he turns around.

"Wait!" A shout from behind him came from Zhao Ji.

Luo Qian's heart tightened, could it be that this guy was going to regret it again.

"The eldest husband is hard to chase after his words, do you want to break your word? Come on, come on, hurry up and slap me to death, otherwise I will let everyone in the world know that you Zhao Ji is a villain who has gone back on his word! said that he was going to fight alone, but he actually brought a thug, it was really in vain to read the sages! "No matter what three-seven-twenty-one, let's talk about it first, and then I have to drown you with saliva before I die!

Since Steward Zhao left, he hasn't said so many words in total, and he has been really suffocated in the past few years.

Zhao Ji was stunned, how could this elm pimple, which cherished words like gold, suddenly become sharp, it turned out that he had misunderstood himself. The sword in his hand was thrown over the air, "This sword is given to you, and it can be regarded as a trophy to win against me." ”

This will be Luo Qian's turn to be stunned, as soon as the immortal soldier says give it away, he will give it away, what is the origin of this guy, and he is too generous.