The avenue leads to the sky, and the cultivation is true. No matter which sect or sect you cultivate, the law of good and evil, and the distinction between immortals and demons, once you open your mind, it means that you have entered a realm that mortals cannot touch.

Entering the Xuan is the threshold of heaven that distinguishes three, six, nine and so on.

Every person who cultivates into the Xuan and touches the existence of the magic magic and the divine channel method will cherish their own life extraordinarily.

They believe that as long as they live long enough, sooner or later they will touch the mysteries of the Great Dao and become otherworldly, and even soar in the daytime, and the land immortals will be happy!

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Having the qualifications to open their minds has put them above countless people. Liu Feng'an is reluctant to go to the sky on a wild road, and he believes that this inhuman master from a famous family will spare his life more than himself.

If Yeluzi wants to go further, he needs resources, he needs guidance, and he needs to make their foundation deeper.

These have long been paved for the disciples of the big sects who are from famous families and have a complete Taoist system and inheritance. As long as they are still alive, they will have the opportunity to follow the path of the ancestor to the same height.

At this age, you can survive a battle with the supernatural demon, and maybe you can kill the demon.

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Feeling Tang Jianren's scattered long hair, his eyes covered by the messy hair, Liu Fengan shook his head silently.

Such a good seedling, if it weren't for the big demon who consumed him to the point of running out of oil and drying up, this son really wouldn't mind bothering a little more and taking off this head from his neck.

Thousands of calculations, so providential.

Tonight...... I really picked up the bargain myself......

Relying on two flying swords by his side, Liu Feng'an believed that even if this wolf-like son still had the strength to fight, he still needed to play with his life to have a chance to hold him.

This person is not a guest of the Shen family, nor is he an enshrined in the Treasure Treasure.

Hire a number of knives, for some worldly gold and silver, expect such masters to help you Jubao desperately?

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The old Liu Feng'an wanted to keep this old life and take a few more glances at the scenery on the Sword Immortal Road. Such a young master of a big faction, desperately fighting with himself for dozens of taels of silver, gambling on that glimmer of life?

It's ridiculous......

Standing in the wind and rain, he could only hear the sword qi of Liu Feng'an's two flying swords whispering.

The eyes are lowered and the eyebrows are lowered, forming a slit.

Seeing that these people had not moved for a long time, Liu Feng'an shook off the empty white sleeved robe, and two flying swords surrounded him and whispered, and the sword qi cut through the light rain and cold wind.

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"Yes, they are all people who understand.

In this case, the old decay is one step ahead, and this Taoist friend will send you a thin face when I Liu Feng'an. Hurry up and collect the body of the little boy and put it into the ground. ”

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Shaking his head, Liu Feng'an understood that no one here dared to stop him. Thinking of the little boy's past love, he didn't cut off the head, and gave him a decent place to settle down.

Liu Feng'an, who has two flying swords, is like an invincible sword immortal at this moment.

He turned his back to the crowd and had just taken a few steps when a whistling sound behind him cut through the wind flow. In the wind and rain, he was forced to break the vacuum by a broken knife, and the blade was broken at the distance of half a finger on the back of Liu Feng'an's neck.

"Bang Dang"

The crisp sound of collision echoed, and a wisp of pale cyan sword light protected Liu Feng'an's neck at an extremely fast speed.

The broken knife slashed at the "Cunqing" flying sword, and the already broken blade reverberated through the sword qi, shattering into pieces of meteors behind him, splashing into the rain curtain.

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"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to work hard?"

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sighed slightly, you don't have to guess Liu Feng'an to imagine that the one who pulled out the sword and unsheathed it must be the kid from a famous family.

He couldn't understand what this kid was for, as a person who had entered the Xuan Dao, pulling out his sword for these worldly mortals and gambling on his future path to heaven?

When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help?

Jokes, who will tell you these rivers and lakes in this world. The pride of a famous family? The disciples sent out by the famous families all have this kind of arrogance and temper, and they look down on their wild backgrounds.

Taking a breath of rain and dew and cold air, Liu Fengan slowly exhaled his breath.

He really couldn't understand why Tang Jianren wanted to use the knife, in this situation, everyone understands a rule, once the knife is drawn, the only way is to die!

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Maybe...... The arrogance in the hearts of these young people has not yet undergone the polishing of the world.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, ignoring their own decades of experience, thinking that they can desperately fight themselves by relying on the orthodox methods they have learned.

In a word...... This kind of person is sick in the brain......

"Cun Qing" blocked Tang Jianren's knife edge, and another demonic red "point of blood" in the rain curtain flew into Tang Jianren's throat quickly.

The old sword-fighting technique made Liu Feng'an dare to take risks with himself, as long as this young man set foot in the three-foot sword circumference in front of him, he was sure to fly the sword and behead him.

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"The previous conditions, can you still count?"

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A deep voice moved from the lips of the mud-drenched face.

Liu Feng'an's "Blood" flying sword did not cut off the head of Tang Dagongzi, he raised his head slightly, and looked at Liu Feng'an's somewhat distracted old face with cold eyes.

Behind him, the blood red trembled slightly.

The small flying sword was fixed in mid-air, and the slightest sword rang into the ears, and through the faint light of the rain curtain, you could see that there were almost transparent silk threads, which were entwined and glued to the flying sword.

The source of the silk thread is the blade that was cut down by Tang Jianren and shattered by the "Cunqing" flying sword. These debris splashed around the trees from the forest, not unintentionally, but everything was expected.

Tang Dagongzi has never been a swordsman.

Even if he boasted of his Thousand Refining Treasure Sword, he could imagine that this person's sword skills were as fierce as a tiger from his temperament and eyes, but his surname was Tang!

The surname Tang is all playing with hidden weapons......

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As Tang Jianren spoke, Liu Feng'an's years of experience in the rivers and lakes made him jump backwards, and Qingmang withdrew and surrounded him to guard.

When he came back to his senses, a strand of white crane hair behind him slowly fell into the mud of the rain puddle.

The back of the neck, there is a slight coolness.

Reaching out and touching it, I actually saw a faint red color.

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"Dao friendly and fast sword, what if you can stop the old man with a flying sword, what benefits does the Treasure give you to make you so desperate?

The old man cherishes the talent, and everyone is the same way.

The treasure number is given to you, as long as the Taoist friend is willing to let go tonight, the old decay can be doubled for you. It's really time to work hard, you and I are not worth it, I know you have hole cards, but the old man has not yet reached the time when the oil runs out. ”

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He could feel that his connection with the other flying sword was gradually weakened, and Liu Feng'an looked at the down-and-out swordsman holding the knife in the rain curtain and bowing slightly, and his tone relaxed slightly.

It's nothing more than a sharp word, feeling the danger that Tang Jianren brought to him just now, Liu Feng'an is willing to pay some more price.

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"I didn't talk to you, the old man who was grinding and chirping, he didn't want to gamble his life after tearing his face. In the end, it is an old bone, you are afraid in your heart, and death is not far away.

Lao Tzu just said, double the opposite side? ”

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Letting go of the handle of the knife in his hand, the broken "treasure knife" with only a knife edge left fell into the mud.

At the same time, a cold body in the mud puddle twitched violently a few times, and with the sound of coughing and vomiting, the weak voice was particularly firm in the wind and rain.

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"The conditions offered will not change, but I will always be twice as expensive as him!"

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