The man in white sneered, without saying a word of superfluity, and raised his hand to gather aura, as if he wanted to slap the dead.

It's just that this True Realm monk with an unknown surname has a pair of eyes aimed at the long sword behind Liu Jingxun's back.

Two fairy swords! Why didn't you find out before?

It's a pity that the slap hasn't fallen yet, he has already held down his head, and his neck has been twisted into twist.

Liu Jingxun said urgently: "Well? I haven't asked yet!"

Gu Yijue sighed, and pointed at it, and a pure sword qi knocked out the soul of the man in white.

Gu Yijue twisted his soul with his hand, looked at Liu Jingxuan, and said with a smile: "You can still ask, I really can't help it, learn from you."

Liu Jingxun had no choice but to let him put away his soul first.

The two of them could still joke, but Django on the side, as well as the gray-clothed martial artist, and the demon clan of the fugue realm on the carriage, saw this scene, and a cool breath suddenly rose, and it ran through the whole body from behind.

A True Realm cultivator who can start a sect was easily beaten to death like this, and even his soul was stripped away?

Who are these two people? What realm?

Liu Jingxuan turned his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Jiang, this Gu Jianxian beside me has already gone out to pick up the boss lady and Miss Jiang, and he will return soon, Uncle Jiang should take the pill first and rest assured to heal."

Django had a complicated face, looked at Liu Jingxun, and still couldn't believe that he had made the right bet.

Rong Ma has been wrong all his life, and he has seen the new emperor of the Xihua Dynasty and his generals wrong, and it seems that the only one who has made the right bet is the young man with a bright smile in front of him.

Throwing the pill into his mouth, Django clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Today's grace, Django is unforgettable."

Liu Jingxun waved his hand and said with a smile: "First, your surname is Jiang, and secondly, my mother was rescued by the Yang family in the Xihua Dynasty, and secondly, my generation of swordsmen, when the road is uneven, draw a sword to help."

After that, Liu Jingxun squinted at the carriage.

On the carriage, the Nanshan Hou was uneasy, and was helped out of the car by the woman on the side, until he saw the three thousand iron horsemen behind him, he was a little relieved.

What he thought in his heart, I am the bloodline of the Ancestral Emperor, and now His Majesty Dayue is even more cousin, you are a qi refiner, dare to touch my mortal dynasty nobles?

Thinking of this, this Nanshan Hou relaxed his heart, puffed up his chest, and said, "Two, we are just entrusted by others, since we can't help, then we will go first."

He didn't believe it, even if he was a cultivator, he dared to move me, the marquis of the dynasty, as a qi refiner?

Liu Jingxuan just gave Gu Yijue a look, and the latter immediately understood, got up in an instant, and slashed a sword at a height of hundreds of zhang, and the yellow sand desert cut a dry canal dozens of miles long for him.

Liu Jingxun said indifferently: "You are the candidate of Dayue Nanshan, called Gao Luo?"

With a sword, Nanshan Hou's heart was half cold, and he was really frightened by this sword, so much so that he wanted to speak, but his gums trembled so much that he couldn't say a word.

The woman on the side gently patted Nanshan Hou, and then arched her hand to Liu Jingxun: "Senior, there was no grudge in the past and no hatred in the near future, and we didn't make a move just now, so it's a little unreasonable to stop us, right?" This is within the land of the Great Moon, hurting my Marquis of the Great Moon is equivalent to slapping the Great Moon in the face, if you dare to touch any of the Great Moon, the monks of the Great Moon Dynasty Worship Hall will pour out, even if that senior is a sword immortal who climbs the building, if you want to get out, it's not so difficult, right?"

Liu Jingxun didn't pay attention to it, just took a sip of wine, turned his head to look at Django, and asked with a smile, "Uncle heard the story of the boss's wife?"

Django nodded, and after eating the pills, his complexion obviously recovered a little.

"I want to slaughter these rats, if Xiaoyou is afraid of anything, the old man will come to kill him, I just hope that Xiaoyou can protect my little girl."

In addition, Django said, "I'm afraid I guessed that she wasn't my daughter. In fact, her real name is Yang Nianzheng, and she had some visions when she was born, after the queen who had just given birth was slandered as a demon, Her Majesty was placed under house arrest, and she almost died in her infancy, and she was also the only orthodox bloodline of the Xihua Dynasty."

Liu Jingxun nodded and said softly, "Don't worry, today, no one can die if they are sinned, and no one can leave if they want to run."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yijue returned with the boss lady and Yang Nianzheng, and under the carriage opposite, the woman said in a deep voice: "Do you really take the Dayue Dynasty seriously?"

Liu Jingxun turned his head to look at the proprietress and said with a smile: "I want to ask the proprietress to go to Jingyang to open an inn, an inn that specializes in injustices."

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, but was gently pressed on the shoulder by the swordsman beside her.

Gu Yijue said softly: "My mountain master is full of momentum, you little demon can't bear it."

Waiting for Gu Yijue to withdraw the ban on suppressing Liu Jingxun's momentum, whether it was the proprietress who was a white snake or the spider spirit in the fugue realm, they were all instantly distracted, looking at the figure in the green shirt, it was like looking at the gods in the sky. The spider spirit even felt that in front of this person, she could at most be regarded as a primordial infant monk.

Liu Jingxun moved his steps slightly, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the carriage, smashed the spider spirit head with a fist, and then pulled out the canoe, and with a tactful turn, he had already turned back with a head in his hand.

The three thousand iron horsemen made a charge, and Liu Jingxun threw down his head, no longer hiding the murderous aura formed by not knowing how many killings he had.

The young man held the sword in his left hand, and his left shoulder showed a little red through his shirt, but he still raised his head slowly and said coldly: "Whoever takes a step forward, die!"

When the words landed, none of the three thousand people dared to step forward, and even the horses under the seats were so frightened that they retreated.

The spider spirit struggled to get up, but saw a wooden sword hovering in front of her, and the wooden sword was surrounded by thunder and flames, as if as long as she moved, the sword would even make him burn.

Gu Yijue's two figures overlapped and sighed slightly.

There is no way, demon cultivation, ghost cultivation, and all the evil in the world, in front of him, it can only be like this. Unless the realm is much higher than Liu Jingxun, it is all virtual.

The sword is like thunder, which sword cultivator has to be envious?

Liu Jingxun turned his head, looked at the proprietress and said softly, "I guess, it was this spider spirit who really killed Lu Daxia."

The proprietress was already full of tears, and when she heard the young man's words, the tears were like a river bursting its banks, and it was out of control.

Liu Jingxun kicked the head on the ground and said softly, "This head, you are not very good, it involves the face of a dynasty, and it is easy to block your future cultivation path."

As he spoke, he pointed to the spider spirit that was standing in place, "That head is left for you to cut off yourself."

The old man in gray never said a word, and the situation was decided today, but for some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Jingxun handed the canoe, and the innkeeper took the long sword and went straight towards the spider spirit.

The spider spirit still didn't give up, and roared, "You dare to kill the Great Moon Prince, the Qi Refiners of the Worship Hall are already on their way, if you kill me again, you won't be able to live."

The innkeeper paused, stopped, gritted her teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you Childe, but I can't kill her, she is a disciple of the Great Moon National Master, and if you kill her again, Childe will really not be able to escape."

Liu Jingxun smiled brightly, and said that snakes and scorpions are hearty, and snakes are also warm-hearted.

"Jing Yang Liu Jianqiu, in this place, is a nobody, right?"

The young man smiled, "That Jingyang Dynasty Liu Jingxun, is it big enough? I want to see, in the territory of the big moon, the people of the big moon, who dares to stop me? When I Jing Yang Million Iron Rider is an ornament? You can rest assured that you will drop the sword, Liu Jingxuan is waiting here to see who dares to come!"

The old man in gray was stunned, looked at Django, who was also shocked, and had to smile bitterly.

It turned out to be the second prince of Jing Yang, who is now very famous, and is a Taoist companion with the eldest lady of the Longqiu family in Shenluzhou.

The proprietress was slightly startled, but at the same time, she also took a reassuring pill, held a long sword, and walked straight to the immobile spider spirit.

Before dying, the spider spirit who likes to take people's skin is like ashes.

Jingyang Liu Jingxun, the person who worships the hall, really won't come.

The spider spirit suddenly looked at Liu Jingxun viciously, and said angrily: "You are also an executioner, killing tens of thousands of my compatriots, what kind of face do you ......have?"

Before she could finish speaking, a head had already fallen to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the woman had become a huge black spider that had lost its head.

The proprietress returned with the canoe in her hand, knelt on her knees, and choked up, "Bai Gong knocks on the thanks."

Liu Jingxun grinned, helped the proprietress up, and said with a smile: "Since I am not married, I will call Miss Bai." You have to thank you, and you have to thank our mountain head Gu Feng Lord, if he wasn't here, a True Realm monk would be here, King Jing Yang Starling, wouldn't be worth much."

Bai Yi was just about to turn around and thank him, but Gu Yijue hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't don't, he's the mountain master, I just listen to him."

Bai Ji had just stopped, and Yang Nianzheng was about to kneel again.

Liu Jingxun said helplessly: "Okay, I am also seriously injured, and I am tired enough to help you."

The woman had no choice but to give up.

The three thousand horsemen had already retreated, and Liu Jingxuan glanced at the old man in gray again.

"Senior, you definitely can't take it away, go back to the Xihua Dynasty, talk to the emperor, just say what Jingyang Liu Jingxuan said, let him let Uncle Jiang's son out, otherwise he will wait for me Liu Jingxuan to come to the door."

The gray-clothed old man sighed, turned to Django and said, "Old brother, it's not nice to say, at the same time, the top ten dynasties, now the Xihua Dynasty is still ranked one higher than Jing Yang, and the second prince of the Jing Yang Dynasty is afraid that he will not be able to save the two nephews."

Django smiled bitterly, stopped Yang Nianzheng who was about to come up, smiled, and said softly: "I will go back to Yuzhu Continent with Huang Xian, and you will stay in Middle-earth, the three words of the eldest princess should be forgotten."

Turning around, the old man was about to kneel down in front of Liu Jingxun.

The young man said helplessly: "Jing Yang's name can't scare the Xihua Dynasty, isn't it okay to climb the tower and cultivate the sword?"

When Gu Yijue heard this, he grinned, and said in his heart that he could finally let me show off.

"If the name of our mountain lord is not loud enough, then you will tell the emperor that Gu Yijue of Qingxing Mountain in Middle Earth wants to protect the Jiang clan. You can add a sentence, this Gu Yijue, ascending to the realm of the building, is a sword cultivator."

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