Seeking good fortune and avoiding murder was shining with golden light in Lu Jing's mind.

The golden light was like the morning glow in the daytime, and the glow was pervasive, and it had already flowed into Lu Jing's mind just in Jing Na, turning into a lot of thoughts.

[Ji Xiang: Let go of the magic sword in his hand, Nanfeng Mian returned to Taixuanjing, obtained five hundred life grid vitality, and obtained the bright green life grid famous swordsman. 】

[The Elephant of the Great Evil: Shake the magic in your hand, hold the two swords of the white deer and the magic art, the original god will be cracked, and he will be seriously injured, and he is expected to subdue the two swords in exchange for the south wind to sleep south.

Obtained 800 Destiny Vitality, and won the Honorable Green Destiny Junior Sword Armor. 】

Under the auspicious and murderous grid, two completely different hexagrams appeared in Lu Jing's mind. Lu Jing didn't think about it in detail as before.

He still held the magic in his hand, and the famous sword Bailu in his other hand was still flashing with sky-high light, and vaguely there seemed to be a fairy deer running on the sword, flowing out bursts of sword intent from the sword body of Bailu.

That kind of sword intent seemed to be mixed with some kind of immortal power, and it was not simply derived from the sword.

Lu Jingyuanshen had already jumped out.

The Nine Divine Flames burned in the heart of Lu Jingyuan's divine eyebrows, and these eight-zhang Yuanshen sat behind Lu Jing, and Lu Jing's Fuguang sword qi that had been cultivated for many days rose up, turning into a round of Dongjun Day, shining on Lu Jingyuanshen, resisting the heavy pressure from the two famous swords of Shenshu and Bailu.

The moment Lu Jing held the sword.

Almost everything around him was darkened.

The light in the air seemed to be snatched away, and a fairyland appeared faintly on Lu Jing's head.

In that fairyland, the immortals bowed their heads, blood flowed like rivers, the corpses of the immortals were scattered everywhere, and the bones of the immortals were filled with crystal white light!

According to legend, the sword body of the divine art and the two swords of the white deer is that the sword armor of the world ascended to the fairyland, cut off the five thousand sword immortals in the sky, and cast the sword spirit with the bones of the immortals.

Because of this, the divine art and the two swords of the white deer were born with the power of immortals.

It's just that the power of the immortals in it can only be stimulated by the owners of these two swords, and in addition, as rumored, no one in the world can hold the magic and the white deer at the same time, and no one can stimulate the power of the immortals in it.

Even if he went straight to the south wind to sleep, the old man of the south couldn't help but turn his head and look at the land scene in the distance.

The man in short clothes seemed to have forgotten that there was still a mist magic power of the Chu madman in front of him, and his eyes fell on the two famous swords that had shaken the world, and he was a little distracted.

The most surprising thing is the rain in the south.

She is a natural swordsman, and she has given birth to a feathered sword heart, and she can clearly perceive the peak power contained in the divine art and the white deer.

"The previous Bailu, even if the sword leader lent it to me, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it. Mr. Lu Jing came with a white deer in his hand, and now in order to let his uncle leave, he borrowed magic again.

He wants to...... With the power of these two swords at the same time."

Nan Heyu took a deep breath, it was less than a year, and Lu Jing, who had been inextricably linked with her, was now more and more brilliant and shining.

Even if it was the talent she was proud of, Mr. Lu Jing was far superior to her.

"Uncle wants to leave Taixuanjing, why should Grandpa stop him?"

Nan Heyu lowered his head, and the Qianxiu water above his head had completely lost its brilliance under the sword intent emanating from the white deer and divine arts not far away.

But Qian Xiushui was still sharp, and the sword light of three hundred was still hanging in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the man in short clothes.

Just a few breaths of time.

The sword qi of the straight Ling Xiao Han rolled up into the clouds and mist, piling up the mist and hazy.

Ten miles of Changning Street, even just walked out of the closed room, I saw the beautiful and moving scene on the sky dome in the distance.

A breeze blew, and the red clothes on her body fluttered slightly, but they did not sweep away the glorious clouds in the sky.

When Sheng Zi saw such a beautiful thing, he subconsciously thought of Lu Jing.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she thought to herself, "I wonder if Lu Jing has seen such a beautiful scenery?"

"Perhaps, I should go after him? Walk with him?"

Sheng Zi has always been decisive, and since he has such thoughts in his heart, he has also ridden on his heels all the way

Walking away from Deer Street.

She didn't know that the one who was rolling the clouds and mist in the sky was the Lu Jing he had been thinking about for a long time.

Nan Heyu stood behind Lu Jing and looked at Lu Jing worriedly.

It's just a dozen breaths, Lu Jing has always lowered his head, his shoulders are like carrying two mountains, and his body is trembling slightly.

Behind him, the phantom of the primordial god loomed, and the nine fires were almost extinguished.

Only the shiny ...... There is only the Fuguang sword qi that Lu Jingyun has cultivated for a long time.

Fuguang is rising, and the east king is shining on the sun.

A heavy sharp creativity and the light of this world fused, becoming more and more surging, Nan Heyu obviously saw this scene.

Not only her, but also the young man in Xuanyi and Luo Shubai in the small pavilion of the study building.

Not far from the small pavilion, the madman Chu walked slowly with a green jade staff in his hand.

His beard was also stained with a few drops of rain from the rolling clouds, and his tall body was quite conspicuous even in this well-known study building.

He walked all the way into the small pavilion and sat opposite the young man in Xuanyi, but he did not look at him, but looked at the sky in the distance.

"What do you think of this young man?" Chu Madman asked without a head. Looking at Luo Shubai, who was distracted in the sky, he reacted, and there was one more person in the small pavilion.

The young man in Xuanyi nodded: "I borrowed the White Deer Sword from him, I thought he couldn't hold the White Deer Sword, but I never thought that the White Deer Sword would enter his hands, but it was quite docile.

Just like the Four Gentlemen held a sword more than ten years ago."

The madman Chu sighed, and gently pulled the ground with the green jade staff in his hand, and bursts of rippling ripples flowed in all directions, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the entire Taixuan Jing.

"I'm not very satisfied with Taixuankyo today."

Chu Madman shook his head and said directly: "The last time the spirit tide, many powerhouses in Taixuanjing were extremely strong, but since the gate of heaven was opened, many fairies in the sky were like mortals, and the immortals held immortal soldiers and ran the immortal method to descend to the mortal world and seize the spirit tide fruit.

Many powerhouses in Taixuanjing became timid, but on the other hand, Emperor Chongtian and Jiang Shoufu became much more radical, and there were no mortal beings in their eyes, and they only wanted to turn all the five cities on the twelfth floor into the things in their palms."

Luo Shubai lowered his head and did not speak.

The young man in Xuanyi did not change his expression, and said, "There are more powerhouses in Taixuanjing than you and I imagined.

Among the many princes, Yu Pai Immortal, and Lixuanlou have immortal assets.

Among the new powerhouses, there is still the Marquis of Zhongshan who picks the beam, that Xu Changhe and Xu Baijia are about to return to Beijing from Shenguan, and the champion general is different from several national princes, and he has never fallen into it.

The Great Pillar Country Su Houcang still has the ability to slaughter immortals, and Dafu seems to be languishing, but it is still the most powerful country in the world.

Finishing the battle is the concept of Emperor Chongtian, you and I are idle people in the world, you might as well take a look at the mortal world where Emperor Chongtian sits under the emperor's throne, what will become.

The madman of Chu finally took a fancy to the young man in Xuanyi, and asked sideways, "You don't want to kill Emperor Chongtian?"

The young man in Xuanyi shook his head: "I will kill him, when he becomes the emperor of immortals, or when his concept is completely defeated.

I'll give him a chance to save the day. ，‘

The madman of Chu raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the glow in the distance became more and more terrifying, and a heavy layer of immortal qi flowed down from it, encroaching on the vitality, almost crushing Lu Jing.

Lu Jing's Yuan Shen was almost about to shatter, and dense cracks were all over the Yuan Shen.

"That's enough."

The madman of Chu sighed: "You should recall the White Deer or the Divine Technique, Lu Jingtian is a genius, if he is allowed to destroy these two swords, it will be too pity." ，‘

A look of approval flashed in Luo Shubai's eyes.

He and Lu Jing have only met for the first time today, but Lu Jing, as Luo Shubai imagined, is a humble gentleman and a kendo wizard.

Luo Shubai vaguely sensed Nan Weiyu's feelings for Lu Jing from Nan Weiyu's words or a few eyes, and he inevitably felt a little strange in his heart.

But even so, Luo Shubai still didn't want Lu Jing to be destroyed by the divine arts and Bailu.

There are many ups and downs in the world's kendo

One Lu Jing can one day add another great master of kendo, and even one more sword master.

Such a teenager should not be folded here.

I never thought that the young man in Xuanyi was still sitting in the small pavilion, indifferent. He shook his head slightly, "It's not enough."

At this point, he looked at the madman Chu, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "When it comes to supernatural powers, I'm not as good as you, and when it comes to swordsmanship, you're not as good as me."

Now this young man is holding a sword in his hand, and there is also a sword light rising on the Yuan Shen, you look at his light sword qi, and then look at his waist wind sword and rain sword.

When the madman Chu heard this, he immediately looked at the Dao sword light that rose from Lu Jingyuan's god.

The fiery, sharp, and brilliant sword light seemed to have been completely unaffected by the divine arts and the white deer.

The light of the world reflected on the sword qi, and all kinds of creativity emanating from the divine art and the white deer were faintly fused by the light sword qi!

"Mr. Four's sword qi in the world, everything in the world can be a sword, Lu Jing can understand this sword, and it is not far from Mr. Chengsi's sword bones.

The young man in Xuanyi thought so in his heart.

In the eyes of the Chu madman, he saw a completely different scene.

In the wind-calling knife and rain-summoning sword on Lu Jing's waist, the power of immortals also flowed out.

The power of those immortals was not so majestic and turbulent, but it slowly poured into Lu Jing Yuanshen, and the Yuanshen had a little more connection with the divine arts and Bailu because of this wonderful immortal power.

The pressure on Lu Jing has also been reduced.

He had gritted his teeth and loosened slightly.

On the magic and white deer in his hand, all kinds of sword qi shined, and in the eyes of Lu Jingyuanshen, it was a sword immortal standing proudly in the clouds, and as soon as the sword finger fell, thousands of sword lights came from the sky to the mortal!

"The sword of the Heavenly Sword Immortal is so sharp?"

Lu Jing's thoughts flickered in the intense pain.

At this moment, he still held the magic and the white deer in his hand, and he didn't have many distractions in his mind, just thinking that he couldn't let these two swords fly away.

As long as he holds the sword here, he can calm down these two swords, and he can use the power of these two famous swords to stop Nanguo Gong.

But the severe pain of the Yuan Shen made him at a loss.

The scene in the sword intent emerged, and Lu Jing sighed in his heart, wanting to forget the sore spot of the Yuan Shen.

He seemed to sink into those scenes, succumbing to the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Fairyland, to their incomparably sharp fairy swords, to their control of the sword.

All of a sudden......

The Fuguang sword qi on his primordial spirit became much dimmer.

The Chu madman in the small pavilion was still tapping the ground with a green jade staff, and the leader of the world's supernatural powers was actually a little nervous.

"When you meet such a junior, don't you mention it?" He meant something. The young man in Xuanyi said, "With Lu Jing's kendo qualifications, I don't actually need to mention too much

Now that he is lost in the creativity of the immortals, it is enough to let him see the sword of the world, in fact, it is enough not to lose to the heavens.

When he said this, a divine thought jumped out, mixed with snow, and in an instant, it crossed a distance of hundreds of miles, colliding with Lu Jing's divine thought.

A very brief moment.

A ray of light dispelled the vision in front of Lu Jing's eyes.

In their place are two images of the past.

Lu Jing instantly became awe-inspiring.

He saw someone sitting high in the clouds, there were immortals in the sky to clear the clouds, and in the deep sea below, there was a whale hundreds of feet, and the immortals descended to the mortal world, and there were demon whales in the sea to greet them

In the next moment, the immortal came riding a whale.

The man lying high in the clouds looked lazy, and there was some boredom in his eyes.

But he saw that he gently reached out his hand, and the clouds around him turned into a sword that leaned against the sky, and the man held the sword in his hand and slashed it at will.

The sky and the clouds, the fog and the sea all melted into one.

The clouds and mist become leaning against the sky, and the whale is cut across the sea.

A sword fell, and both the immortal and the whale were killed by the sword light!

"The human sword qi of the fourth gentleman."

Lu Jing's thoughts surged.

The scene in front of me suddenly dissipated at this moment.

Lu Jing saw a figure with a sword box walking in a gloomy mountain, as if giving birth to the netherworld.

Countless demons and monsters are entrenched in it, and there are still seventy-two mansions, and ten temples are towering ghosts and gods, eyeing each other.

The man with the sword box on his back was like entering a no-man's land, and entered the temple with the ghosts and gods.

Wave the sword and ask the ghosts, and the sword light kills Yama!

A Yama was beheaded, but thousands of ghosts and gods only dared to send it with their eyes!

"Sword Armor."

Lu Jing lowered his head.

Whether it is Mr. Four, or the black-clothed sword armor, they are not the heavenly sword immortals, but their swords ...... It's sharper than the sword in the sky!

Lu Jing's thoughts were like this, and the magic and the vision on the white deer came to him again.

His thoughts returned to Qingming, and then he visualized the great sage of the Ming Dynasty.

The immortal qi that came from the Rain Summoning Sword was also captured by his clear divine thoughts.

"Fuguang sword qi is the sword qi of the world, if the immortal is ordinary, the immortal sword intent is in it, and I have the permission of the sword armor, why can't I hold two swords, and use the Fuguang sword qi to control the divine art and the white deer sword intent? ，‘

The soldier's life has already set off.

The world's famous soldiers fell into the hands of Lu Jing, and Lu Jing could get two or three points of recognition.

Coupled with the sword qi of the human world, plus the power of the immortals in the wind sword and the rain sword, there is the great sage of the Ming Dynasty Yantian to suppress Lu Jingyuanshen.

Lu Jing's hand holding the sword became more and more stable.

The surging sword light became more and more peaceful.

Nan Heyu, who was behind him, saw this scene and couldn't help but take a few steps to the side. Lu Jing had also turned his head, and a sword light shone out from the divine technique.

The sword light was mixed with the creativity of the divine arts, mixed with the power of the immortals in it, and it was already many miles away in just an instant.

That sword intent brought a wisp of divine thought to Lu Jing.

Thoughts flowed, and Lu Jing saw that Nan Fengmian was standing on a mountain, with a little helplessness on his face.

Nan Lao Guogong put his hands behind his back, with an irreversible majesty in his eyes.

"Whatever I want...... Let's go back."

"I took the green ghost turtle out, and I didn't want to put it back into that little guy anymore. ，‘

"You are the son of my Nan family, you are born with responsibilities on your shoulders, you have been to Northern Qin for twelve years, and Nanfu has nothing to do with you in these twelve years.

Now that you're back, you have to think about your kinship."

"Father...... Blood kinship is naturally important in my eyes, but is Nanfu going to become a shackle and a cage that traps me? ，‘

Nan Fengmian lowered his head and asked, the wound on his right shoulder was still bleeding.

Nanguo Gong was silent for a few breaths, flicked his sleeves, and said, "You are the hope of Nanfu, and you want to kill King Qi Yuan.

If King Qi Yuan is so easy to kill, there will naturally be someone in the Dafu court to kill him, and it is much more stable to raise a puppet to ascend to the throne than it is now.

However, in the name of the evil king, King Qi Yuan has been on the throne of Qi for decades and is unharmed, not the real person with the awakening bone on your waist, and the sword intent in the Yuan Shen can kill.

Rather than sending you to death, it is better to draw the Nanguo Mansion as a cage and put you in it than for you to die."

Nan Fengmian sighed deeply, with some weakness in his eyes.

Seeing the disappointment in Nan Fengmian's eyes, Nan Lao Guogong's eyes couldn't help but soften a lot, "Even if I want to let you go, there will naturally be people in Taixuanjing who will come to stop you, there are more strong people in Xuandu than you think, Fengmian, go back." ，‘

Nan Fengmian frowned...... The disappointment in his eyes became more and more obvious.

But then, a gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Nan Lao Guogong also seemed to sense something, and the qi and blood on his body suddenly burst out, turning into a giant mountain again.

In the next instant, two sword lights flashed in the sky.

A sword light brought up many magical powers, wind, thunder, rain and lightning appeared together, and the sword light crossed by, the color of heaven and earth.

Another sword light carried the purest white, tearing through the void and the darkness, like a white deer taking off into the sky and stepping on the world.

Lu Jing's voice was also there

This moment came.

"Brother, if you want to go, go further."

"I'm here to keep anyone out for you. ，‘