Xuan Dao looked at the young man inexplicably and said, "What...... Oh, are you from Jiuyan Mountain?" he remembered, in this place, the people of Jiuyan Mountain, a friend of nature, only wondered in their hearts: The mountains have collapsed, how can there be any remnants of sin?

The young man said: "You didn't deserve to ask my name, but since I want to avenge Jiuyan Mountain, of course I won't hide my identity, Sword Pavilion, Cheng Jun." As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand and placed it across his chest, "I'll kill you so far." ”

Xuan Dao's eyes sank, and he looked at Cheng Jun carefully, and saw that he was dressed in white, with a solemn expression, and he had the taste of a son of revenge, but he didn't care in his heart, he killed people, and Jiuyan Mountain was nothing, if he was afraid of the avengers, he didn't need to cultivate.

What's more, this teenager is just a ......

"You are a real soul person, just the light of fireflies, and you also compete with the sun and the moon......" Xuan Dao's gaze swept over him, and suddenly shouted: "I'm not interested in you, call the people behind you out!"

The little real person, not in his eyes, the reason why he didn't immediately pinch Cheng Jun to death with one hand was because Xuan Dao didn't want to fall into someone else's trap. In his opinion, a young man with a deep hatred of blood, with the emotion of seeing death as home, dressed in white clothes and plain clothes to challenge a powerful opponent, either burned out by the blood, or used as a gunman by another opponent.

It's like he originally planned to use Lu Lingxuan.

And Xuan Dao just happened to know that a certain enemy was likely to use everything to attack him, that old Xuan Dao. Although it was still an incredible thing to find the right chess pieces to use so quickly, it was also possible that when he came to find the boundary gate, he happened to find a young man who could be used and pushed him out to calculate himself.

How could Xuan Dao let him get his wish?

"Old thing. Xuan Dao said coldly, "Use the life of the doll to cover for you." Do you still know shame, get out of here!"

I screamed several times, but no one answered.

Cheng Jun sneered and said: "The word shame, coming out of your mouth, is really laughable, you give me a ...... death" The long sword turned into a rainbow, the sword shone brightly, and slashed forward.

It was a very magnificent sword rainbow.

The brilliant white light was the essence of the Western Gengjin Sword Qi, with a cold intent and extreme sharpness.

The sword light shone like the scorching sun, and it was so fast that it didn't blink an eye. The scope of the impact is not wide, and the sword light is only the thickness of the bowl, showing the master's precise control.

It has only one goal - the Xuan Dao.

The sword light is approaching, and it only takes half an instant, and it has already arrived in front of Xuan Dao's eyes.

However. For Xuan Dao, it is still too far away.

This is still just a sword qi emitted by a real person. Although swordsmanship has reached the level of practicing swordsmanship and turning rainbows. The destructive power is better than the ordinary supernatural power, but even if it is a sword cultivator, it is impossible to cross the gap in the realm.

"Sword Cultivator, are you the Sword Pavilion?" Xuan Dao smiled—it seemed that the old thing had made up his mind and had to knock out his minions first. He smiled as he stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly at the sword qi.

The reason why it is only such a simple action is used. It's because the action is too big, it will reveal more flaws and leave a chance for the hidden person.

But this bomb is also a shot by the Divine Monarch.

Thorny-

The moment when the sword light and fingers met. The sound of the sword light entering the flesh, blood splattered, and a finger rose into the sky.

The sword light of the real person collided with the body of the Divine Monarch, and it was the Divine Monarch's finger that was broken. The sword light did not encounter any obstacles, and continued to slash down, this time the target was Xuan Dao's head!

The speed of the sword light was slow and then fast, and under the speed that was already as fast as lightning, it suddenly increased tenfold!

Xuan Dao's eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in sword qi, and he was already very close to the sword light and body.

Poof-bang!

In the end, it is an old god who has been cultivating for many years, after Xuan Dao experienced the pain of a broken finger, before he could react to the pain, a layer of soft light had automatically floated on his body, and the soft light was not like a normal armor technique to open a shield and then stop, but it swelled up as quickly as a face, and collided with the oncoming sword light. There was a loud thud.

Xuan Dao was shocked back a few steps in the soft light, his body was next to the mountain wall, and the stream was beside him, and the water splashed by the fluctuation of the sword qi, and part of it fell on the soft light of his body, flickering in the sunlight!

The sword light retracted violently and landed on the sword in Cheng Jun's hand, Cheng Jun's fingers shook slightly, and then pinched the sword.

Sizzle-

Xuan Dao gasped, and the afterglow swept over his fingers, and the fingertips that had just flicked the sword light had completely disappeared, as if they had been cut by a sharp blade, and they didn't even have time to shed blood, only a piece of white bone could be faintly seen. I couldn't help but be glad and annoyed, but I was glad that I stopped in time, but I was only slightly injured, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Annoyed, he hadn't been hurt like this in so many years, and it was still his true body!

Actually being hurt by a real person, how much face did he lose? Xuan Dao's face was already blue, and his facial features were slightly distorted.

How could he suffer such an insult? Of course, he had to pay it back a thousand times and a hundred times!

But behind the madness, there is a trace of doubt and even fear......

It is impossible for a real person to harm the Divine Monarch, and that is not the concept of entering the Dao and sneaking up on the foundation with a spell. When it comes to the Yuan Shen period, especially in the realm of iQue, how many times has the power of the Yuan Shen washed the physical body, even if he stands still and lets a real person use a magic weapon to cut it, he will definitely be unscathed.

Unless this kid isn't a real person?

Xuan Dao's gaze became solemn again, his gaze turned around on Cheng Jun's face, and the unique divine thoughts of the Yuan Shen had already enveloped the entire Jiufang Valley.

No!

This kid is not a Divine Monarch, and there are no other Divine Monarchs hidden in the Nine Directions Valley!

The results of the investigation were not surprising, Xuan Dao also guessed that even if the old thing was here, it would not be hidden so obvious that he could detect it, and this kid was indeed not the Yuan Shen Shenjun.

The number of Yuan Shen Divine Monarchs is limited, even in Yanyun, the advancement of Divine Monarchs is strictly controlled, and it is even more impossible for the aura in the Northern Kingdom to support the birth of a Divine Monarch, and it is even difficult to connect with Dan. This kid is really just a sword cultivator.

It seems that he has temporarily obtained the power of the Divine Monarch, and released it through special means, and the pure power may already be in the out-of-body realm, only then can it be possible to hurt the Xuan Dao, even if it is just the skin.

"With the body of a real person, I have obtained the power of the Divine Monarch, and the price paid is not small. Xuan Dao said lightly, "It seems that you are a dead man." ”

At the cost of his life for revenge, Xuan Dao originally liked this kind of loyal martyrs, because these people are easy to control. He himself especially likes to borrow a knife to kill people, and then cultivate the fish that slipped through the net as a dead soldier, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, and playing with the grudge of chess pieces, which is a good pastime.

But when such dead people are used against themselves by others, it is not a good thing. Because these people have the urge to lose both, they are full of resilience, and they are the most difficult.

Xuan Dao moved his gaze to the sword in Cheng Jun's hand and said, "It's a pity, even if you pay such a big price, you only gain strength, and there is still a world of difference between you and the Divine Monarch." I know that guy is for you to drain my strength, but it's doomed to disappoint him. You don't deserve my power yet. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to support his left hand, and a ray of sunlight rose in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the severed finger had been restored to its original state, and the skin was smooth and clean, without any blemishes. The rebirth of a severed limb is not a great supernatural power.

Of course, Xuandao's sentence is half-true.

It is true that the strength can be improved, but the realm cannot be improved, but the sword cultivation is more advantageous than others. Because swordsmanship is different from ordinary supernatural powers, not only is it inherited from low to high, but also the pure requirements for strength are much higher than those of other monks. Therefore, a low-level sword cultivator has gained high-level power, and it is indeed possible to pose a threat to a high-level cultivator.

That's probably why the old thing chose this kid. Since he himself has not improved his realm, the condensation of strength should be on his sword.

Xuan Dao's gaze swept over the dark green sword, and he already had a plan in his heart—without that sword, he would be a real person like an ant.

Originally, he didn't have to put so much thought into dealing with opponents of this level. But as he himself said, he wouldn't let Cheng Jun consume his strength and let that old thing take advantage of the loophole.

He wasn't even going to move a step.

Pointing up with the finger that had just recovered, Xuan Dao smiled and said, "You must know that if the real person is the soil underneath, the Divine Monarch is the sun in the sky." The sound seemed to come from a distance, with a characteristic concussive echo.

The sky was originally purple, and the fog did not dissipate, but as his finger pointed, the purple cloud actually cracked open, and the sun broke through the clouds.

The sun is shining!

The sunlight is evenly sprinkled in every corner, and the temperature in the air has risen sharply, and I don't know if it is a problem of sight, the sunlight is like a line, and it begins to be distinct.

Ziz ......

Xuan Dao's fingers moved again, and the sunlight suddenly became concrete, and countless rays of sunlight gathered into lines, turning into dozens of twisted golden snakes, rushing towards Cheng Jun's direction.

Every golden snake is not inferior to the sword light that Cheng Jun just slashed out, and the scorching heat wave of the sun on their bodies is even more breathtaking.

The first dozens of golden snakes have not yet reached their destination, and the golden snakes behind have been formed in a steady stream, pounced on them one after another, and the golden snakes on the ground are dancing wildly, and the waves are repeated!

No energy is purer and more powerful than sunlight.

Xuandao cultivates celestial phenomena, cultivates wind, repairs rain, repairs clouds. But the most powerful attack is the scorching sun.

When he was fighting with Jiao Yuancheng, he also turned into the scorching sun and pressed Jiao Yuancheng's dragon power. But now he won't use such a means, he is still guarding against the people behind Cheng Jun. This kind of golden snake dancing magic power only consumed his distraction.

The golden snake has pounced!

Cheng Jun looked at the dazzling golden snake in front of him, and said helplessly: "Idiot, why do you always think that there is someone behind me?"

Before the words fell, his body had already turned into one with the sword in his hand, and the sword rainbow broke through the golden light and burst out! )