Zhao Xuansu used the means of stealing the sky to change the day, and when he encountered the purple mang, it was like ice and snow melting.

"Mountain ghost child, dare to meddle so much!"

In the sword array, a golden primordial god dressed in a wide-sleeved Taoist robe could be vaguely seen, his face distorted, and his hatred soared to the sky.

Zhao Xuansu made a lot of calculations, but he never expected that the mountain ghost child would be so conceited, competing with Wang Xianzhi, the second person in the world, and daring to be distracted, pay attention to the things here, and use a sword qi to block the calamity he won at the cost of military solution.

The matter of luck and cause and effect is already secretive, and if you can't steal the opportunity, you will inevitably be counterattacked, plus that Wudang is in charge of the Hong Wash Elephant, the thousands of miles of flying swords slash the dragon and tiger luck golden lotus, and the number of long-and-tiger mountains that has not faded for thousands of years, does it have to be extinct today?

Blocked by the purple mang, fifty or sixty percent of the calamities were cut off, and the remaining four or five percent, although they were gathered, the speed of falling became much slower.

Deng Tai'a waved his sleeves, and countless sword qi flew out from the sword array, shattering the remaining calamities.

Zhao Xuansu looked at the dragon and tiger, and his face was as gray as gray.

The seven calamity pillars rose one after another, converging into a mighty torrent and heading straight for Longhu Mountain.

Thousands of Taoist priests in the Heavenly Master's Mansion woke up from their meditation, only to feel uneasy, and their eyelids were beating wildly.

Everyone pushed the door out, and when they saw the sky of Longhu Mountain suddenly changing, their hearts suddenly sank, and they were shocked.

Black clouds rolled and fell from the sky.

There was thunder and lightning intertwined in the black oppressive clouds, emitting bursts of roar and monstrous pressure.

Heaven is magnificent!

The beasts in the mountains hissed and ran in all directions.

The old heavenly master Zhao Xi looked at the constantly flickering electric light in the sky, and he didn't know how many years it had been used in his hand, and the big bowl with a few gaps fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered.

Is this a catastrophe?

What did the Heavenly Master's Mansion do to cause such a disaster?

"The ancestor mistook me for the dragon and tiger!" Zhao Danxia, the head of the Heavenly Master Mansion, the head of the Dao Sect, who was extremely noble, looked at the tumbling thunder tribulation, opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, her body shook, and she staggered back two steps.

Just for the emperor to continue his life, he has already borne the cause and effect of the sky, the catastrophe that Longhu Mountain has saved over the years, if it can be weighed on the scale, how much more than a thousand catties?

Once the luck backsucked away, the bull's ears of the thousand-year-old Daoist Gate of Longhu Mountain have become ancient.

Rumble!

A heavenly thunder tore through the sky and landed in this thousand-year-old immortal mansion.

Longhu Mountain shook for a while.

The earth-shattering thunder sounded seven times, and in the Heavenly Master's Mansion Dragon Pool, the golden lotus of luck withered.

A mournful roar, unknown from nowhere, echoed in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, making countless Taoist priests feel grief.

A tail of the tail luck spirit creature Jiao salamander raised in the pond water turned its belly and died.

The two young Taoist priests who were guarding the Dragon Pool only felt that the sky had fallen.

"Hahaha, as a true person of the Daomen, but he is so vicious, Longhu Mountain should have this report! Zhao Laogou, Mrs. Deng will send you on your way! Deng Tai'a stretched out his fingers, and the twelve small swords were imposing, and the heroic light in the sword array rose to the sky, and the heaven and earth changed color when they landed, and the golden primordial god of the old way of cultivating the three Jiazi was suddenly shattered by the rainbow sword qi.

His Royal Highness the Prince of the World saw the fairy-like Daomen real people turned into ashes under the flying sword, and at this time he knew that there were four realms of one product, although the realm was high and low, but it could not represent the level of martial arts achievements. The people in the three sects have always valued the way of heaven and light on the way of martial arts, even if they enter the land immortals, the battle of life and death is not the opponent of the scattered immortals outside the three sects.

But the Daomen Dazhen who passed through the Heavenly Gate and ascended to the Immortals, wasn't he also killed by the sword array with a snap of his fingers?

After thinking for a moment, His Royal Highness looked at the East China Sea again, stroked the broken wooden box, and muttered: "One punch and one sword can make the sea stand upside down, but it is really a domineering technical work, and this son can't reward it~"

Wei Shuyang, Shu Xi, and Lu Qiantang saw the sword qi surging above Emperor Wu City from a distance, and at this time, they didn't care about the rules of Emperor Wu City, so they came to the city wall, protected His Royal Highness, and looked vigilantly at the middle-aged man with peach blossoms in his hand.

Mrs. Deng smiled, not making much movement.

"Let's all disperse, the sword god Deng Tai'a will not attack my junior yet." His Royal Highness said softly.

Under the head of Emperor Wu City, a little girl in yellow smiled, put the dagger back into her waist, shook her body, and disappeared.

This middle-aged man is the sword god Deng Tai'a?

Lu Qiantang's eyes widened.

Shu was ashamed, and Yang Qingfeng looked at each other.

Jiudoumi Lao Dao is a little depressed, after Lu Zu, he can be called the sword god, in his opinion, only the old sword god Li Chungang. What if Cao Changqing, an official in Tsing Yi, entered the palace three times like a corridor? What about the peach blossom sword god Deng Tai'a Qianli flying sword to take the head, and what about the second person in the world, Wang Xianzhi, guarding the martial emperor city?

Even if a few people have a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, they can't represent the rivers and lakes in his heart after all.

The green shirt and long sword go to the end of the world, and the Trojan horse and the cow break the world's soldiers.

But the old sword god is old......

Above the East China Sea, the wind and thunder are stirring like thousands of horses galloping.

The sea water seemed to be boiling, churning and rushing.

Tens of thousands of people watching the battle near the sea, retreating again and again, looking at the waves of dozens of zhang, know what a land immortal is!

The waves seem to be dyed with a layer of color, bright red and demonic.

It's blood!

The fist gang sword qi overflowed, shattering the deep-sea Jiao whale one by one.

The behemoth that could easily knock over a three-story battleship, all the bones of the corpse turned into blood, with a pungent fishy smell, and with the waves that could knock down the city wall, it continued to impact the hearts of everyone on the hillside.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The explosion is endless.

Wang Xianzhi did not evade or retreat, relying on his vigorous physique and strong spirit, he smashed the hundred-zhang-long stegosaurus with a pair of fists, and his laughter became more and more bold and cheerful.

Although there are immortals in the sky, the so-called immortals have already abandoned people's hearts and dealt with themselves with the way of heaven. He Wang Xianzhi didn't want the immortals to play with the world, so he would guard the city of Emperor Wu, open the mountain for future generations, and give the martial artists in the world a dignity.

Now there is another land immortal outside the three religions, which is not easy for the rivers and lakes, how can it not be gratifying?

Rumble!

Rumble!

The waves howled angrily, the endless sea water surged, wrapped in the breath of destroying the world and the earth, and went straight to the city of Emperor Wu, and tens of thousands of spectators couldn't care about comprehending the supernatural powers of the two figures on the East China Sea, and they held back their strength and fled to the side.

Even the boulder was smashed before the angry waves, let alone flesh and blood?

Everyone retreated more than a hundred feet, and before they could take a breath, suddenly another voice sounded in their ears: "Li Chungang has a sword, which can open the gate of heaven, and I also have a sword, which can seal the demon and slaughter thousands of immortals in the sky, please Wang Xianzhi to taste!" ”

A sword out, the wind surges.

The murderous aura rose like wolf smoke.

This is pure killing intent!

No one can be killed, nothing can be killed!

"Good!" Wang Xianzhi stepped on the rolling waves, laughing, he had seen more than one of the rivers and lakes in the East China Sea, and he wished that someone would hurt him.

In the city of Emperor Wu, a boy led a donkey to the Peach Blossom Sword God at some point, grinning and looking up at the gloomy sky, just glanced at it, and his expression was in a trance, and the small sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Deng Tai'a woke up the boy with a finger, and said in a deep voice: "Don't look at it again, this sword is a sword of killing." ”

The weight of this sword's killing intent can make the gods in the sky tremble, if it is a sword cultivator who is not firm in his mind, he will break the sword heart with just one glance.

The boy has relatives in his heart, and at this time there are still corpses and mountains of blood lingering in his heart.

The Peach Blossom Sword God turned to His Royal Highness the Prince on the side again, looking at his face not only fearless, but also seemed to be comprehending, which made the Peach Blossom Sword God secretly surprised.

It is rumored in the world that the prince of Beiliang is a straw bag of gold and jade, and today he saw it with his own eyes, and he really fought for this clumsy nephew, where is this not learning? Whether it is the heart or the qualifications, they are all superior, if you practice the sword, over time, there will be one more sword immortal in the world.

The boy calmed down his restless thoughts, picked up the small sword on the ground, turned over and rode back on the donkey's back, and asked softly: "Master, you often praise the heavens for not giving birth to Li Chungang, the way of the sword is as eternal as the long night, who is better than this person's sword or Li Chungang's sword?" ”

Deng Tai'a put the twelve small swords back into the wooden box, faced the East China Sea, and sighed in a low voice: "In terms of sword moves, the two-sleeved green snake of the old sword god has been the ultimate in swordsmanship in this river and lake for a hundred years, and it has performed all the methods in the world. Regarding sword intent, although I don't know how the old sword god's sword opened the gate of heaven, but as soon as this sword came out, the immortals could not be stable. ”

The sword intent is all the way, reaching the peak realm, the rolling river can be reversed, and the immortals in the sky bow down!

Open the gate of heaven and kill the heavens, which is not the peak of sword intent in the world?

Tens of thousands of spectators looked horrified, their bodies weakened, and their hearts suddenly became terrified.

Rumble!

The giant sword that traversed the heavens and the earth fell, slashing at the fists of the second person in the world, and the sea water above the East China Sea flowed backwards to the sky, and as far as the eye could see, there were no two land immortals.

Between heaven and earth, there is only an endless sea of water.

This shocking battle over the East China Sea ended with the sea slapping the city of Emperor Wu.

On that day, the sea poured into the city, and tens of thousands of spectators retreated several miles to the west of the city.

Before this battle, everyone thought that slaying demons and demons was a trick of Taoist priests, and after a wave of anger, they learned that the martial arts of the people in the rivers and lakes were perfected in the realm, which could move the heavens and the earth!

One by one, those who are fortunate enough to see this big battle with their own eyes are full of energy, this battle can not only be blown for a lifetime!

It's just that the rivers and lakes are so big that they can't even throw a mountain down to make a splash, how many people practice martial arts, and tens of thousands of spectators fall in the rivers and lakes, but they are not "ordinary and rare" characters? Even if it was a ranger who was looked down upon before, no matter where he went, as long as he was among the tens of thousands, he was regarded as a guest, and he didn't ask for anything else, just hoping to hear a few words about the grand situation of that day.

When the sea is upside down, what does the sky and earth look like?

Since then, people in the rivers and lakes have more things to talk about after dinner.

Wang Xianzhi and the new sword immortal Donghai battled, who won and who lost?

Some people firmly believe that Wang Xianzhi, who has never been defeated in Jiazi, is still standing proudly at the top of the martial arts, after all, for decades, Wang Xianzhi has been fighting with others, all without a blade, lowering the realm, and fighting the enemy with one hand.

Wang Xianzhi claimed to be the second in the world, no one in the entire rivers and lakes dared to call the first in the world, folding the Trojan Horse Niu, defeating Deng Tai'a, defeating Cao Changqing, defeating Gu Jiantang, all the masters of martial arts reviews on the list lost to this old man who never left the city, and one person and one punch became a whetstone for the entire martial arts. Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't want to "learn" with Wang Xianzhi for one or two, but he will lose in just half a move, and he can be proud of the capital that he brags about ten more cars.

The blushing face and thick neck of the argument firmly believe that the new sword god is the back wave and the front wave, which is better.

The sword above the East China Sea has become an extraordinary sword, and a kendo master once said that there are three million sword immortals in the sky, and when you see this sword, you must also lower your eyebrows, especially if you have a sword hanging from your waist, which one does not worship this sword as a heavenly sword?

I have a sword that can slaughter thousands of immortals in the sky!

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On the inaccessible and overgrown path, a girl in yellow carrying two bamboo branches walked in front, followed by an old man in Confucian clothes and a fat cat with black and white fur.

It was probably that the girl did not ride the big cat but accompanied the old man to walk, and the old man's face was like a chrysanthemum.

Ranwen

He is a soldier, a Confucian, a scholar, a sword, a chess, a calligraphy, a painting, a poem, a spring and autumn thirteen, and what about the yellow Sanjia who dominates the top three?

is to kill 3 million people with a three-inch tongue, and what about the three major demons of the Spring and Autumn Period, who are known as Xu Xiao and Han Mink Temple?

In front of your own daughter, you should bow your head.

In his life, he doesn't ask his daughter to support him for the elderly, and if he can reward him with a smile, he Huang Shilong will be more comfortable than drinking thousands of jars of elixir and jade liquid.

Knowing that his daughter was only hehe, Xian Ai opened his mouth to speak, Huang Shilong said to himself: "Originally, there was no hope for the restoration of Western Chu, but it was really difficult to say at this time." Even if Cao Qingyi turns from Confucianism to domineering, as long as Wang Laowei walks out of Emperor Wu City and re-enters the rivers and lakes, Cao Changqing, a poor worm, can't be stopped, and he will return to a fart country! ”

"Wang Lao Wei is not convinced, it is rare to see him in five hundred years, except for Lu Zu, who can suppress him? Li Chungang, who returned to the realm of land sword immortals, couldn't either. If Wang Lao Wei is determined to kill, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't stop it. Hehe, but a mountain ghost popped up, even if Wang Lao Wei sold the Zhao family's son of heaven to save face, and when he left Emperor Wu City, he didn't have any restraint on Xichu. ”

"The last time I saw that kid, the old man saw that he was in the realm of celestial phenomena, and he wanted to enter the land immortal, and he didn't know how long it would take. Tsk, taking advantage of the national fortunes of the Great Qin, Western and Chu dynasties, he actually asked this kid to squeeze out a land immortal position! Could this kid be an illegitimate son of Heavenly Dao? ”

"Damn, it's the same as this heavenly machine, it's a mess, and the more you look at it, the more you can't see it clearly. Originally, according to what was said in the book, Xu Feng'an, this kid, must have died in the Liang Mang War and left a history book to be infamous. Cultivating the Tao for thousands of years to become an immortal has a fart use? Isn't the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu also crushed to death? Xu Fengnian, this kid, looks at his noble background and has a breeze on all sides, but he is not as good as Zhao Kai's illegitimate son, and he is not a fart in the end! ”

The little girl with a straight face who walked in front smashed a knife on the head of the old man Huang, and the old devil who was famous in other places suddenly fell to the ground with a flowering buttocks.

Realizing that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, the old man didn't care about patting the dust on his buttocks, and then changed the topic: "However, this time the heavens have changed greatly, and the restoration of Western Chu is imminent. What is the trend of the Liang Mang War, God knows. The Xu family kid may really survive. ”

"Huh." A chuckle, like a silver bell.

The little girl with a straight face finally stopped having a straight face.