A pale green robe appeared out of thin air, in the green lake and mountains.

What fell with the people was a large array like a pot lid, but this formation did not have the slightest ripple of aura.

The man landed behind Dianjiang and put a hand on his head at the same time.

Dianjiang only said the word "I", and his head was already pressed into his chest.

"Chief Yuegu, you're the most damned."

Zuo Qiu Ling's scalp was numb when he saw it, so he killed a monk who climbed the tower?

and casually dragged out the soul of Dianjiang and threw it to Mu Shenqiao, Liu Jingxuan looked at the person and said indifferently: "Hua Yang turned out to be Huang Wen?"

Without saying a word, the young man saw Liu Jingxuan walk in front of Chonglou and point to the vertical stroke, and Chonglou's body and soul were divided into two at the same time.

Mu Shenqiao stretched out his hand to block Zuo Qiu Ling's eyes, and said angrily, "I'm afraid to watch? What do you think your good brother-in-law is doing when he starts a fire? Hoarse?"

No, without saying a word, he raised his hand and killed someone.

Attacking in groups? What about dreaming? I'm scared of this kid right now.

But what about the people who chased me back then?

Of course, the rest of the people couldn't move, that is, Mu Shenqiao protected the two girls with sword qi, otherwise they would have to be out of breath.

Because at this moment, with Liu Jingxun as the center, within three hundred zhang is simply the land of the end of the law, and I don't want to bring the aura of heaven and earth here.

It had to be Mu Bai, who actually forcibly lifted his breath and smashed it at Liu Jingxun with a punch.

It's a pity that the fist touched Liu Jingxun's body, just like Fan ***'s head smashed against the copper wall, Mu Bai's arm instantly bent to an incredible angle.

There were those who could move, except for Mu Shenqiao and the two girls, and at this time there was only Na Huayang.

Walking in front of Hua Yang, Liu Jingxuan asked coldly, "You haven't answered the question yet."

Hua Yang stood up and sneered, "Huang Wen? You say the guy who thinks he can make the world public by relying on a gate? If he were alive, he might be able to be as stupid as you are."

It didn't seem like he was going to say anything, he just sighed, "Thousands of calculations, I didn't expect your cultivation to skyrocket to such an extent, otherwise even if it was the Mushen Bridge, it would have to be folded here."

Liu Jingxun said coldly, "You also underestimate Mu Jian Immortal too much."

Hua Yang simply sat on the spot, "Win and lose, but you are too lucky, you are destined not to live long."

As soon as the words changed, Hua Yang looked up at the expressionless young man, and still said with some doubts: "It's because you didn't treat Hua Yang as a good person from the beginning, right?"

Liu Jingxuan didn't reply, but just asked, "With this little ability, how did you force Ai He to dismiss? I really can't figure it out."

Hua Yang said indifferently, "Want to know? Guess what. But I can tell you one thing, since the death of Huang Wen's father and son, the Rang Gate has long been pervasive, where there are people, there are merchants, where there are merchants, there are Rang Gate, sell and buy to profit from it, human nature, you can't kill it."

Saying that, Hua Yang laughed out loud: "Jiuzhou is a gate, the world is too, and the way of heaven is even more!"

Liu Jingxun waved his hand to retrieve Zhao Changsheng's sword, and dismembered Lu Quyan with a wave of his hand.

"If you take your time, you might be able to do it. It's a pity that you are too anxious, and you have to gather Xuannu's sword luck in a desperate fight, and you are trying to absorb the Xuanyuan bloodline in vain. Celestial, do you want to be the Emperor?"

Everyone present, in a few words, has been cut off in half.

The Laoshan lord who was kneeling in the distance had already lost his mind, and the dignified monk who climbed the stairs, the place where he knelt became wet, and there was a smell of urine.

Ao Han also regained her girlish appearance, and she was herbal tea at this time.

Mu Shenqiao held an oil lamp in his hand, and he had the right to watch the play.

The ending is already doomed, just waiting for everyone to gather in one pot.

Hua Yang took a sip of blood, unable to operate the aura, he was not much different from a mortal.

Mu Bai's eyes widened angrily, and he wanted to speak, but he said a word

I can't even say it. literature

"Where's my Uncle Mo?"

Liu Jingxun replied indifferently, "What do you think?"

Hua Yang said with a smile: "The Rangu Gate survives, before the Jiuzhou Heavenly Dome, the door master's name is Huang Wen, have you inquired clearly enough?"

Liu Jingxun took off the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and said indifferently, "Tell a story? I'm listening."

Hua Yang said with a smile: "There are nine helmsmen in Jiuzhou, one master and two deputy masters. You can't find the rest of the people, and you can't find the heart that wants to go crazy. Tianji Pavilion is above the Gate, and Mu Bai and I are it. But that's not what I'm talking about. Eight thousand years ago, Huang Wen said that he wanted to create a mountain to administer justice to the weak like the ancient three divisions. Do business only to do fair business, not to do unethical business, not to ask for nobility in front of people, but to seek peace in the world."

Zuo Qiu Ling pouted and said, "If only this were the case, who would be idle and have nothing to do here to kill you?"

Hua Yang continued, "Guess how Huang Wen died?"

Liu Jingxun said indifferently: "In the first battle of the East China Sea, he died under the sword of Xuannu. In exchange, the Xuannu scattered to the Cold Continent to create a Fairy Sword Continent where the sword fortune is prosperous."

Hua Yang sighed, "Liu Jingxun! You know only one thing, but you don't know the other. Huang Wenwen doesn't have to die, just because Xuannu said, if you want to die, I will believe you, and he will die, and he will die cleanly. Do you think it's a Xuannu for the sake of the world? It was a bet, she lost the bet, she couldn't imagine that Huang Wen really dared to do such a business with his own life. Later! Huang Wen's son inherited his father's last wish and gave the opportunity that should have belonged to him to a young man named Zheng Hongzhu, who became Anzi, but he himself died because of it."

Liu Jingxun's face was expressionless, but Hua Yang laughed: "But I'm not so stupid, I'm going to build a Tianji Pavilion and get back what should have belonged to us. Three thousand years ago, I joined forces with the Eight Desolations to open the passage of the demon clan, if not for anything else, just for Aihe and Mu Shenqiao to die in battle, but the demon clan was too weak, so that I had to do it myself. Three thousand years have passed, and I am finally about to become it, but I am blocked by you, am I too unlucky?"

At this time, Liu Jingxun asked, "What is the relationship between the ancestor of the Mo family and your father?"

Hua Yang was obviously stunned, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "I have never called him a word of father, but Uncle Mo is like a brother to him. The ancestor of the Mo family is not as unbearable as you think, he just thinks that my father is not worth it, and Uncle Mo is the one who really sticks a knife in the ribs for his friend."

Liu Jingxun glanced down at the ground, and then looked back at Zuo Qiu Ling.

Mu Shenqiao instantly sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly stabilized Zuo Qiu Ling with sword intent, and shouted at the same time, "Girl, what's going on?"

Hua Yang laughed and sneered, "I'm still slightly better! You think you're the only one who has a back hand? For three thousand years, I have thought of various endings, such a situation, as early as I expected, do you think I gave away those eight people for nothing? If you get something, you have to pay the price."

Hua Yang was extremely excited, but Liu Jingxun was indifferent.

At this time, Hua Yang had an extra bronze mirror in his hand, and said with a smile: "Liu Jingxun, you have to be ruthless, you are not a husband who is not poisonous. Your beautiful disciple will not survive."

As soon as the words fell, Hua Yang and the bronze mirror disappeared at the same time, and there was no trace of the land of a continent.

Mu Bai couldn't stop smiling, "You will calculate, we will also calculate, who can tell the difference between true and false?" At this time, who else on Qingxing Mountain can stop the pavilion master? By your monks? Save your apprentice or save your mother, do you choose one?"

Liu Jingxun clasped his ears and asked, "Only a few people in the 100,000 mountains know about lighting the lamp, but you are well-informed, and when you see the lamp, you think my body is coming?"

Mu Bai's face tightened, "Isn't it the body? Impossible!"

Liu nodded and said, "It is indeed the body, and the lamp is also real. But you, who are really loyal. The acting skills of the two are also very good, no, the acting skills of all of you are very good. Do you think that if you die a Huayang, you will be able to prevaricate with me?"

When he spoke, he helped Zuo Qiu Ling to relieve the prohibition on his body, as long as it was a prohibition set by the aura, it was easy to solve it now. Of course, if it is a real top spell master, Liu Jingxun can't do it.

Sometimes Liu Jingxun thinks, yes

Isn't it because you're dying, so God has mercy?

Mu Shenqiao sighed, "Where do you look like a sword cultivator?"

Liu Jingxun asked rhetorically, "What do you think can be regarded as sword cultivation?"

I didn't see it and blurted out, "At least you don't have to have so many fancy intestines, right?"

On the edge of the loach lake in Qingxing Mountain, Ji Qiao moved away violently, and by the way, he pulled away Muzhu and Wuqiu.

"Little Wuwei, beat him!"

In the bronze mirror, a figure had just emerged, and Zhang Wuwei slashed out with a sword holding a fly pill, and the mirror was split into two on the spot.

At the same time, he had an extra command flag in his hand.

Chen Wenjia pouted and said, "The talisman is not used."

Ji Qiao smiled, "Where is it so easy to eradicate the grass?"

On the island in the center of the lake of Green Lake Mountain, Huayang went and returned, and the landing was a mouthful of blood.

I saw Hua Yang grit his teeth, and in an instant, a violent wind swept in, and after a breath, everyone present disappeared without a trace.

Liu Jing disappeared at the same time.

Zuo Qiu Ling was finally sober, while Herbal Tea blinked and asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Mu Shenqiao found a chair, turned his head to look at Lao Wei, and said with a smile, "Lord Laoshan, let's talk?"

At this moment, somewhere, a group of four people stumbled to the ground, and the blood in Hua Yang's mouth kept gushing out.

Ning Qi said anxiously, "Pavilion Master, how are you?"

Mu Bai has already activated his aura and is healing him.

But Hua Yang pushed Mu Bai away, stood up stiffly, looked at the mountain peak not far away, and was stunned for a long time.

After coming back to his senses, Hua Yang laughed, it was a miserable laugh.

Someone appeared out of thin air, glanced left and right, and without saying a word, a sword was slashed into the sky, and a huge crack was immediately cut out by the sword, and there was a sword light coming down from the crack.

Liu Jingxun said indifferently: "What? It wasn't me who was tricked?"

Hua Yang laughed miserably and shouted loudly: "What a handsome man who abandoned the car, I didn't expect that one day I would actually be that car!"

Liu Jingxun sneered: "I'm afraid you don't even know who that handsome person is, you haven't thought that the ancestor of the Mo family, the Gaoyang bloodline, is really so easy to kill?"

However, is he that handsome?

Not really.

When he was in Gaoyang City, he planted a curse mark on the ancestor of the Mo family, but the one that the old man killed did not have a curse mark on his body.

Zhang Wuwei glanced at Mu Bai, and thousands of sword lights suddenly rose.

He sighed, "I didn't cultivate well, I couldn't keep my strength, I originally wanted to keep my soul."

Liu Jingxun walked over and grabbed Hua Yang, but Hua Yang said first, "It seems that you don't care much about Jiang Yu! The eight-headed demon controlled by my sword luck can't kill her?"

Liu Jingxuan said indifferently: "You look down on the eight of them, and you also look down on me. Who is Longqiu's sprinkling father? What's the other Gu cultivation method?"

Hua Yang smiled and said, "Do you think I'll say it?"

The only three people left ignited their souls almost at the same time.

A good one would rather die than give in.

In Gaoyang City, a white-clothed person appeared.

The black cloth then arrived, and at the same time spoke, "I come, after all, my reputation is not as good as yours."

Long Qiu Han shook his head and said, "I have to end the revenge of killing my wife with my own hands."