Flying Sword Peak.

The cold chains are entangled, heavy, and colliding, this is the last memory before death, and it is not only the body that is locked, but also the fluke.

There was a body on the ground, blood flowing, scabbing, and flowing again, and the skin was open.

The man's clothes still looked new, as if he had just been caught, he raised his head, his lips trembled: "After I leave... It's true...... I really haven't seen him again..."

Yun Shoucheng and Yuan Zheng were both there, and there was a middle-aged man, this person had a yellow robe with wide sleeves and an ordinary appearance, and he was inconspicuous in the crowd, but the two people next to him faintly thought he was the most.

He is the "most enlightened" leader of the Six Dao Immortal Sects, Xing Yaozong.

The general trend is that Xianmen must find a strong backer to survive.

Xing Yaozong quietly looked at the young man in front of him, waved his hand, and then walked out of the secret room.

Xu Yangxin was desperate in his heart, he couldn't have imagined that as soon as he returned to the Xianmen residence, he would be invited to be tortured.

Looking at the two people in front of him, he knew that what he had overheard had been revealed.

"To give you one last chance, where did Zhong Ting go?" Yun Shoucheng smiled.

The other party Rong fell in Xu Yangxi's eyes, just like a beast that eats people and does not spit out bones, he has been tortured and broken, and he is not a human being, but he really has no answer.

Yuan Zheng stepped out and frowned, "Don't waste time." ”

Yun Shoucheng paused, and when he saw that he really couldn't ask anything, he nodded and stepped aside, "Come on." ”

Xu Yangxin collapsed, he didn't want to die, unwilling thoughts spread in his heart, it wasn't long before he got the opportunity, it was his dream to become a genius, and it was about to come true, how could he die.

"I don't want this, it's not the end I deserve."

He suddenly thought of Zhong Ting, "The other party should be dead...... "If you destroy the passage yourself, there will be no way out for the black ape."

Xu Yangxin trembled.

He actually didn't want to harm Zhong Ting, but unfortunately the bamboo piece inheritance said that the reporter with a crescent moon mark on his neck is an old enemy, "If I don't kill you, I will die in the future!" ”

"I don't want to hurt you."

It's a pity that I'm going to die......

Is this retribution?

He regretted a little, he gave up his friends, but now he is going to lose his life, how can a person be so unlucky, he seems to be very aggrieved in his life.

An air blade slowly floated to Xu Yangxi's chest.

Yuan Zheng stopped five steps away, looked down, condescending, like looking at ants, he could easily step on it.

It almost broke the big thing, but fortunately I found it in time.

To be honest, they didn't notice Zhong Ting at that time, they only vaguely found that there was a person peeping in the secret, so the two pretended to leave, and then blocked a radius of several miles and sent people to observe in secret.

There were very few people in the back mountain, Xu Yangxi came out in a hurry, and naturally became the focus, they sent people to follow, and when they saw that there were no accomplices, they closed the net at the residence.

Who knows, this guy was arrested but confessed that there was another person, which made the two of them furious, no accident, they made Xu Yangxi suffer a lot, but the other party still couldn't say why.

Xu Yangxin was stupid, he dug a pit for himself, and admitted it, anyway, even if he didn't say Zhong Ting, it would only be less painful, and the ending would not change.

The qi blade pierced into his chest, his body twitched, blood flowed, and the qi gradually dissipated until it disappeared, and Yuan Zheng and the two left with peace of mind.

After a long time.

Xu Yangxi's head suddenly moved, and the blood on the ground flowed strangely backwards and merged into his body.

He staggered to his feet, his pupils flickering under his long loose hair, sometimes dark red, sometimes normal, and repeating.

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Tianqi Peak, mountain cliff.

Zhong Ting sat down with a man, who was dressed in a miserable green robe, with a thin shape and bones, and could fly away when the wind blew.

But on the contrary, this man still likes to blow the wind.

According to him, the wind is the most qualified traveler in heaven and earth, and throughout the ages, mountains, rivers, plants and trees cannot escape its gaze.

He likes the wind, just like painting, there is nothing in the painting, there is in the wind, that breath, as soon as you smell it, you can know what kind of scenery it has experienced.

After all, Zhong Ting saw the fourth senior brother and drew a letter, according to the other party, he was in the Mid-Levels Pavilion and had been waiting for him for a long time.

The two of them sat on the cliff, looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "There is a place in this fairy gate that I really want to paint, but I can't paint it." ”

"Where?" Zhong Ting looked at each other.

Drawing the letter smiled warmly, turned his head, smiled at him, raised his hand, and said, "The scene when the mountain peak collapsed." ”

Fingertips, is a majestic and magnificent forest show peak, during which the crane roars, the clouds and mist are shrouded, a fairyland on earth.

Zhong Ting was stunned for a moment, and looked over there, he knew that peak, and he didn't have a good impression of it in his heart, it was called: Flying Sword Peak.

"Painting is about imagination, but this alone is not enough, it also needs real scenes, I can't see the appearance of its destruction, and I can't paint that immersive feeling."

The letter sighed, as if thinking of something, and smiled happily again, "But maybe we will see it soon." ”

Zhong Ting really admired this fourth senior brother, he was too free and easy.

Jiang Baiyan once said that this senior brother can rank in the top two in talent among several people, and the third senior brother Chu Heng is inferior, but his cultivation is the first from the bottom, and now he is still in the late stage of the eighth grade, which is only higher than him.

The introduction to painting letters was earlier than Jiang Baiyan, and in the later period of the eighth grade, it was indeed a little unreasonable, but looking at the other party's free and easy appearance, it was obvious that he had no intention of pursuing martial arts.

"Fourth Senior Brother, don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Baiyan didn't know when she came, "Little junior brother, it's good that you're back." ”

"The third senior brother has also returned, the Xianmen has not been peaceful recently, it's okay, don't go out."

Zhong Ting nodded obediently.

Yun Shoucheng, he had already informed the two in front of him, Jiang Baiyan was still a little shocked when he first heard about it, but the painting letter was very calm.

Only one sentence was said, "It's finally here." ”

He was inexplicable at the time, and he didn't ask much, but now he understands that these four senior brothers, for fear of not messing up, seem to have been waiting for this day for a long time.

But the side of Feijian Peak, with the support of the big men in Kyoto, is strong, compared to Yuding Peak, occupies an absolute advantage, does this battle have a chance of winning?

Jiang Baiyan is also not very confident in this, except for Chu Heng, Tianqian Peak now has almost no top-notch combat power, so she can't help much, she analyzed:

"Tianhuan Peak, Senior Uncle Ling, they shouldn't stand idly by, he allows the Immortal Sect to compete internally, but if it wants to become an outsider's force, except for the scum of Flying Sword Peak, other senior uncles and uncles will definitely not agree."

"I hope so."

Zhong Ting was not familiar with this intricate force, and only hoped that Xing Kexun would not be allowed to gain power, otherwise he would also suffer.

He has already informed the news, and the next thing is the high-level affairs of Xianmen.

A day later, the wind and clouds above the fairy gate are changing, and the mountain rain is coming.

Many of the disciples in the gate have already walked out of the mountain gate and are heading for their own futures, while the people left behind by Yuding Peak and Tianhuan Peak are waiting for each other, and the atmosphere is extremely depressing.

Flying Sword Peak is brightly lit day and night, banquets are continuous, and people from the outside world enter every day, as if something is brewing.

The most nonexistent is Tianqi Peak, which is still deserted.

Zhong Ting also stopped paying attention to those things, and entered into an immersive practice, practicing the "Daoless Freedom Sword Technique" to the fullest, cultivating the Hundred Que Quenching Body Skills to the fourth layer, and the four hundred and thirty divine pattern chains flying.

What surprised him the most was the black flame that was contained in his body, like a netherworld fire, which could scorch his soul and be used to attack enemies, and with the body technique obtained in the furnace, he could carry black wings on his back and travel through the air for a short time.

However, he only dared to fly for ten zhang, and if he was too high, he would not have enough vitality and could not support it for too long.

Jiang Baiyan came to see it and was amazed by it, he wanted to teach it, but was rejected by the other party, because they had similar magical powers.

On the second day, the only four people in Tianqi Peak, under the convening of the third senior brother Chu Heng, had a short meeting.

Chu Heng asked, do you want to go home to avoid it, compared to things, although Tianqian Peak will not be too deep, but there is still a certain risk, and those who want to go can go.

Jiang Baiyan said unhappily: "Third Senior Brother, what are you talking about, if you want to leave, you can leave." ”

"I am with the wind." The letters are still chic.

Zhong Ting touched his nose, where can he go, Jiujiang County Town Spirit Division?

That must be impossible, "Tianqi Peak is my home." He didn't go against his will.

Jiang Baiyan put her arms around his shoulders and smiled heartily, "It's worthy that I picked a junior brother, and I have the courage!" ”

"Since there is no one to retreat, then I will command the mission." Chu Heng looked at the three of them with a relieved expression.

"Bai Yan, you take the two junior brothers to Kyoto."

Chu Heng's voice fell, and the three of them were stunned, and then Jiang Baiyan got up and shouted, "Third Senior Brother, who are you?" ”

Zhong Ting was also stunned, Fang was fine, he didn't say he would leave, why did he let them go to Kyoto now?

The painting letter glanced at Jiang Baiyan and said lightly: "I am a senior brother, she is younger than me." ”

"I'm sorry Fourth Senior Brother, your cultivation is too weak, I forgot that you got started first."

Chu Heng smiled apologetically, and then explained: "Your cultivation is too low, and you can't help if you keep it, and the Immortal Gate will not be broken for a while, and Chengfeng Hou and Xing Yaozong are not so powerful." ”

"You go to Kyoto, go to Chengtian Academy, and find the second senior brother, he knows how to do it."

Chu Heng said calmly, "He can help Xianmen resolve this crisis." ”

Jiang Baiyan stared at Chu Heng, suspicious, "What about you?" ”

Painting letter Gujing Wubo, "I'm not leaving, I want to see the scene of the collapse of Flying Sword Peak." ”

Chu Heng's face turned dark, he recovered, with a smile on his face, he looked at Zhong Ting, and said, "Little junior brother, you are the last disciple of Tianqi Peak, the two senior brothers are not here, it is my responsibility to protect you, you should be able to understand me." ”

Zhong Ting looked at Jiang Baiyan and then at the letter.

Chu Heng still looked at him with a smile.

"Uh... I listen to my brother... Senior sister's. ”

He's a little messy, and his own opinions don't seem to be of much use.

Seeing this, Chu Heng smiled and said: "Little junior brother, believe in yourself, and you will be the one who will recover from the immortal sect in the future." ”

Jiang Baiyan snorted coldly, "It's okay to go to Kyoto, but our Tianqi Peak is special, and we must have been targeted by the dogs of Flying Sword Peak, and I don't dare to guarantee that we will be able to arrive smoothly." ”

Of the ten elders of the Xianmen, six were bought, and seventy percent of the deacons were from the other party.

Chu Heng chuckled and said, "You can rest assured about this, I have already told Master Xue, and he will arrange for you to arrive in Kyoto smoothly." ”

"It was decided." Chu Heng strikes while the iron is hot.

Jiang Baiyan nodded reluctantly, and so did Zhong Ting.

The letter frowned slightly, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Heng took out a wooden box, put it on the table, looked at the letter, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, it's for you." ”

Zhong Ting knew that Chu Heng was not speaking to himself.

The painting letter was brought into Tianqian Peak by Chu Heng personally, and before Jiang Baiyan came, the painting letter was the little junior brother, Chu Heng's little junior brother.

Jiang Baiyan said, "Fourth Senior Brother, take it." ”

The painting letter was stunned, opened the wooden box, and inside was a pen, and in an instant, his eyes were wet, he nodded, and sat silent.

Zhong Ting didn't know what kind of pen this was, and he thought that this should be very important.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Chu Heng smiled and said, "Be happy, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

At night, Zhong Ting lay in bed.

He knew that Chu Heng said it easily, but the facts were not optimistic, they were here, and they really couldn't help.

"Kyoto ......"

He muttered, hoping it would get his way.