The restaurant is still noisy inside and outside.

The Great Sui Dynasty has always been rich, and the common people are willing to spend money and dare to spend money, after all, the Geyang Gao clan, who sits on the dragon chair, has created an extremely stable and peaceful event in the past few hundred years.

On the window on the second floor, Mao Xiaodong looked out the window and reminded Chen Ping'an behind him: "Remember to protect yourself, don't worry about me." ”

Nine Realms Jin Dan Sword Cultivator, Dragon Gate Realm Soldier Monk, Dragon Gate Realm Array Master, Far Traveling Realm Martial Artist, Golden Body Realm Martial Artist.

Five Assassins.

Regardless of identity, regardless of position, in short, they are all gathered together, hidden within a thousand kilometers of this restaurant.

This kind of battle, not to mention chasing and encircling and killing a Yuan Infant Earth Immortal other than a sword cultivator, I am afraid that the Yupu Realm cultivator can be killed.

Chen Ping'an remembered the demon subjugation and demon eradication in the City God's Pavilion of Caiyi Country, the girl with bells tied to her wrists and ankles, when the two met in Pingshui, as the daughter of the county guard, although her cultivation is not high, but every time she helps, it is just right, so that Chen Ping'an has a good impression of her.

After traveling to two continents plus an inverted hanging mountain, it has always been him Chen Ping'an who fought alone with the strong, or after being accompanied by four people in the picture scroll, the person who made the final decision was still him Chen Ping'an. This time in the capital of Dasui, it became that he Chen Ping'an only needed to stand behind Mao Xiaodong, and this situation made Chen Ping'an a little unfamiliar. However, in the bottom of my heart, I still have some regrets, after all, it is not in the lotus flower blessed land where "there is a god above his head who oppresses people with the way of heaven", and he returns to the vast world, and his Chen Ping'an's cultivation is still too low.

Mao Xiaodong said with a smile: "When you reach my age, if you are still a useless Yuanying monk, see that I don't scold you to death for my husband." ”

Chen Ping'an was helpless, patted the sword on his waist, and told Feijian in his heart that he was ready for the appearance of assassins at any time.

In the two large sleeves of the robe, there is a shrinking place charm twisted on the tip of the right finger to prevent sneak attacks, and the left hand is the day and night wandering god true talisman used to resist strong enemies.

Mao Xiaodong is relieved a lot.

The little junior brother walked so far away from the rivers and lakes, and he didn't go in vain.

Mao Xiaodong suddenly heard his voice on Chen Ping'an's heart lake, and asked, "Have you ever had the experience of walking on the bank of the long river of time before?" ”

Chen Ping'an replied with the number of martial arts roads in a line: "I have walked twice, the first time I have not practiced martial arts, and I have walked in Lizhu Dongtian Town. The second time in the lotus blessed land, I was pulled by the old master of the Taoist Temple, and I have probably seen at least two hundred years of time and water, and the order is often reversed, back and forth, so although I was already a martial artist of the Five Realms at that time, I still felt extremely difficult, and the taste was not worse than when I fed people boxing in Luoluo Mountain. ”

Mao Xiaodong asked with a smile: "You and I chatted and traveled in the study before, why didn't you say it earlier, such a feat worth showing off, if you don't take it out and talk to others, it is equivalent to suffering in vain." Even if I am a Yuanying monk, I have never experienced the scenery of the long river before I became the person in charge of the Mountain Cliff Academy, and it is a picture scroll that only a monk of the Jade Pur Realm can touch. ”

Chen Ping'an had a flash of inspiration, and said in one sentence, "The Lord of Maoshan really has the magic power to move mountains, and temporarily use this place as a small world of the academy?!"

Mao Xiaodong nodded and said: "Yes, in the past few years, by sheltering the small treasure bottle, walking around in the capital of the Great Sui, hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, I have done this secret thing." Carrying the cultural incense of a academy on his shoulder, it is indispensable to guard against people. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's understandable." ”

Mao Xiaodong smiled angrily: "You haven't even shouted Senior Brother Mao, I want you to understand?"

Chen Ping'an admitted that he was at a loss and stopped talking.

Mao Xiaodong took one hand, raised his arm with the other, made a pen with his fingers, and wrote the words "Mountain Cliff Academy" in an instant.

After writing, Mao Xiaodong shook his sleeves and said with a smile: "Heaven and earth are in all directions!"

The four golden words flashed in all directions.

Mao Xiaodong turned his head and said, "Just sit and drink." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mao Xiaodong had disappeared.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, and the familiar feeling engraved in his heart, like the surging river, Chen Ping'an was like a person who was not good at swimming, and he was instantly under the water.

Heaven and earth are silent.

There was no sound of movement up and down the restaurant.

The Dragon Gate Realm Formation Master was secretly "arranging troops", and when his aura suddenly stagnated and was not running smoothly, he suddenly looked up, only to see the pedestrians on the road standing still, and the birds in the sky in the corner of his eyes were only hovering.

This formation master didn't care that he would be discovered by Mao Xiaodong of the Mountain Cliff Academy, and immediately stopped covering his qi, and poured out majestically, twisting a golden talisman between his fingers, and was about to make a move.

One hand pressed the person's shoulder and said with a smile: "This formation of yours was born from the Dragon Gate Formation passed down by Junning Quanzhen of the Middle Earth Dao, right?"

The array master was stunned.

It turned out that he couldn't break free from the big hand resting on the shoulder of the man behind him, and this person's face was flushed, hoping that any of the other four people could rescue him in time and help him get out of trouble.

A formation master needs to use the power of heaven and earth drawn by the formation method to polish and temper his own body, which is very different from sword cultivators, soldier cultivators and pure martial artists.

Fortunately, the formation division did not completely despair.

A flash of brilliant sword light that started in the northeast direction, like a white line, flew swiftly and flew towards it, and the tip of the sword pointed at the center of Mao Xiaodong's eyebrows behind the formation master.

This sword light body is in the small world, the trajectory is not completely straight, the tip of the sword trembles subtly, and the sword body of the natal flying sword fluctuates.

With a clattering sound, wherever the flying sword went, a series of electric flints were sputtered by friction, which was extremely eye-catching.

This is the fierce flying sword, which has clashed with this small world.

Mao Xiaodong didn't dodge, and there was no sign of invoking a Yuan Baby's abundant aura at all.

The flying sword, which was less than a zhang away from the tall old man and the formation master, suddenly caused a circle of ripples, like a stone thrown into a lake, crashed into the water, and disappeared.

At the same time, the seven orifices of the formation master bled and trembled involuntarily, this movement collided with the ubiquitous time and flow of time in the small world, more and more bleeding, and the more terrifying thing was that the qi in the body was chaotic, not to mention, all the key qi mansions that warmed and nurtured the natal objects, the heart and the doors of the mansions, as if they were nailed into by ten thousand needles, and the formation master tried his best to move the two fingers with the life-saving talisman, and the fingers could be moved, but the aura in the body was as thick as mercury, frozen, and he couldn't move at all.

Mao Xiaodong grabbed the person's neck and threw it somewhere behind him.

The Jindan Sword Cultivation Natal Flying Sword stirred up a flowing water vortex behind Mao Xiaodong, like a wicked guest breaking into the door and stabbing out quickly.

But it's too late.

The formation master, who was already seriously injured and dying, just blocked the path of the flying sword.

The Nine Realms sword cultivator in the distance didn't have any intention of stopping the flying sword, he directly pierced through the body of the formation master, controlled the flying sword with his mind, and continued to assassinate Mao Xiaodong!

The formation master was killed on the spot, and he didn't blink an eye.

Didn't it mean that Mao Xiaodong left Donghua Mountain and was just a Yuanying monk?

On the road of cultivation, the sons of the three sects are hundreds of schools, all the roads, alchemy and medicine, taking food and health, inviting gods and ghosts, looking at qi guidance, and refining the inner pill, but the old party, once he crossed the big threshold and entered the middle five realms, he became a god in the eyes of ordinary masters, and the scenery is indeed infinite.

It is not without reason that a person who can cultivate the Tao cut off the red dust on the mountain and ignore the rights and wrongs of the world.

Because there are also qi practitioners who do not believe in evil at the foot of the mountain.

There is also a Confucian Academy.

Mao Xiaodong stepped out in one step, his figure appeared dozens of zhang away, and when he turned around, it was not too late or too early, and he just caught the handle with his two fingers and followed it here

of flying swords.

Although this feat of easily fixing the flying sword with two fingers in this hand can be described as shocking, it is enough to make a continent of earth immortals scare off their big teeth.

But when Mao Xiaodong was wearing down his sword intent.

The small world where Mao Xiaodong is sitting is actually shaking slightly imperceptibly.

The martial artist of the Far Traveling Realm was in someone else's world, and he was no longer able to travel far away against the wind, but he still ran like thunder, and finally directly smashed through the two walls, passed through the entire store, and slammed towards Mao Xiaodong with a punch.

There were several people in the shop who were directly smashed into pieces by him, and finally slowly hovered in the air inside the shop.

With one punch, this person gathered all the Gang Qi of that pure true qi, and there was no charge at all, and he did not hesitate to exchange his life for his life.

Mao Xiaodong mobilized the aura of heaven and earth, and became a stone tablet with inscriptions and golden characters gently swaying, as well as an archway that also appeared out of thin air, all of which turned the punch of the martial artist into powder.

The old man of the Eight Realms martial arts strode forward, unstoppable.

In addition, the golden body realm martial artist who jumped on the roof and came all the way to the water, did not have the speed of the old man in the distant travel realm, and his golden body was full of energy, colliding with the time and flowing water of the small world, and the golden body realm martial artist seemed to have a large flame on his body, and finally jumped down and hit Mao Xiaodong who was standing on the street.

Mao Xiaodong, whose fingers had been cut with subtle wounds, threw the flying sword imprisoned in his fingertips towards the Golden Body Realm martial artist.

Mao Xiaodong stretched out his palm and blocked the punch of the Martial Arts Master of the Far Traveling Realm.

Mao Xiaodong's big sleeves swelled violently, and his beard fluttered.

Most of the martial artists of the Golden Body Realm are close friends with the Jin Dan Sword Cultivator, no matter the flying sword with the tip of the sword pointed directly at the heart, it still kills Mao Xiaodong.

Sure enough, the sword cultivated the heart lake, the spirit rhino moved slightly, and with all his strength, he slightly shifted the tip of the sword, only piercing through Nawufu's shoulder.

Mao Xiaodong was smashed into the back vest by the Seven Realms martial arts, who was supposed to be the weakest person.

The small world then shook.

The martial artist who was blocked with his fists and his fists and spirits were still strong, took this opportunity to punch smoothly like a drum.

The streamer was like a glimpse, Mao Xiaodong's whole person retreated step by step, and the muscles of the old man in the far away realm were knotted, oozing blood, and dyeing his clothes, but one punch was more courageous than the other.

On the side, the martial artist of the Golden Body Realm did not take advantage of the fire to rob, and followed the Distant Journey Realm Grandmaster to fight Mao Xiaodong in close quarters, but tried his best to keep up with the footsteps of the two.

It's not that he doesn't want to hit Mao Xiaodong hard in one go, but he knows the stakes.

Chen Ping'an did not stand still, but swept out the window and went to the roof of the restaurant with a wide view.

He also did not intervene in the battle.

The last punch of the old man in the Far Journey Realm knocked Mao Xiaodong upside down and flew out more than ten feet.

The old man immediately stopped, and swept backwards, he wanted to get a fresh breath.

The Golden Body Realm martial artist immediately moved a few steps sideways, blocking in front of the Far Journey Realm, standing on the line between the latter and Mao Xiaodong.

This is still not safe.

The Nine Realms Sword Cultivation is a stitch.

The flying sword swept away.

Straight thorn grass Xiaodong.

The speed was so fast that it was the first appearance of this natal flying sword.

It is not only the relationship between Mao Xiaodong's unstable qi and the unstable rules of heaven and earth, but also the fact that this old Jindan sword cultivator has only relied on a few flying sword operations in this short period of time, and began to find some gaps and shortcuts.

can become the sword cultivator who eats the most immortal money in the world, and ranks among the Jindan Earth Immortals, none of them are easy to match.

Mao Xiaodong stretched out his hand to hold the ring ruler on his waist, and immediately stabilized his figure.

The snow-white beard was already stained with dots of blood.

Facing the slender flying sword that was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, Mao Xiaodong did not fix it with two fingers this time.

The big sleeve was rolled up, and the flying sword was directly caged into the sleeve.

Then I saw wisps of sword qi blooming in the big sleeves, the cuffs swayed, and at the same time, there was a sound of silk tearing.

The martial arts master of the Far Journey Realm has finished breathing, and when he kicks the ground, there are traces like spider webs cracking on the street, this martial arts master is wrapped in the momentum of wind and thunder, and once again wants to take advantage of the opportunity created by his allies to fight with Na Mao Xiaodong in close quarters, not to give this unexpectedly "entered" Academy Mountain Master as the Jade Pu Realm, and then use water grinding kung fu to kill them after opening the distance.

was stared at by a Wandering Realm Grandmaster.

The qi sea of ordinary earth immortal cultivators will be drawn by it, and there is no room for distraction.

A burly man in silver and white armor used two extremely rare high-grade rank square inch talismans and Qinglian cloak talismans to cover his body's qi in succession, which actually allowed him to grasp a weakest area of time and water, causing him to fall from the sky, and the ten fingers of his hands were intertwined, combined into a punch, and smashed down at Mao Xiaodong's head.

At the last moment.

The flying sword shrouded in Mao Xiaodong's sleeve was about to break open and leap out.

The Wandering Realm Grandmaster is about to be killed with one punch.

But the really most dangerous killing move was the Dragon Gate Realm soldier monk who covered himself with a pill.

Except for the formation master, who was almost useless, the other four assassins could be said to have cooperated seamlessly.

It is hard to imagine that among the four people, only the Nine Realms Sword Cultivator and the Golden Body Realm Martial Artist are long-known acquaintances.

The ring ruler hanging from Mao Xiaodong's waist fell off on its own.

Like a slap on the cheek of the soldier monk, the whole person flew out sideways and smashed on a roof ridge in the distance, shattering a large piece of tiles.

Mao Xiaodong rubbed his toes against the ground, raised his big sleeves, and stretched out his hand to point at Jian Xiu, who was farthest away from him, "It's back to you." ”

In an instant, the heavens and the earth turned upside down and twisted.

It's like a piece of rice paper that has been twisted around by the stubborn Mengtong, but has never been crumpled into a paper ball, which is indescribably grotesque and absurd.

The far-traveled martial artist watched himself pass by Mao Xiaodong.

And Mao Xiaodong has become an "upside-down" posture.

It's so close.

But it's remote in the sky.

And on the layer of paper presented, the dense golden text, each as large as a fist, is a classic article of Confucian sages and sages to educate the common people.

He turned his head and roared, "Be careful!"

Mao Xiaodong seemed to be slow on his own, but after the figure of Mao Xiaodong disappeared in the east, he appeared in the west, and then became the north, but no matter what the direction was, Mao Xiaodong was always narrowing the distance between him and the martial artist of the Golden Body Realm.

That Golden Body Realm Warrior didn't even know where he should hide.

The tall old man who appeared in front of him inexplicably just like that slapped off his entire head.

And that Dragon Gate Realm Soldier Monk has been being rained down on his armor by that ring ruler.

The small world is back to normal order.

Mao Xiaodong held the shoulder of the body that had lost its head with one hand, preventing the corpse from falling to the ground, looked at the old sword cultivator of the Nine Realms with red eyes in the distance, and asked, "Don't you avenge your friend?"

Mao Xiaodong suddenly flicked his wrist, and the corpse flew out sideways, hitting the wall of a shop, turning into a mess of rotten meat.

The Nine Realms Sword Cultivator and the Far Traveling Realm Martial Artist both saw that between heaven and earth, countless finer golden words continued to pour into the tall old man's qi mansion from all directions.

Both of them looked sad and had a sense of desolation in their hearts.

How can this be fought?

The two looked at each other.

They all saw the meaning of determination in each other's eyes.

Mao Xiaodong looked around

All around, from the beginning to the present, there are no clues, so there should be no Jade Pu Realm monks hiding in it.

In other words, these five assassins who are determined to die have no backhand.

Mao Xiaodong raised the broken sleeve, glanced at it, raised his head and said, "You sword cultivators, earth immortals, what martial arts masters, don't you all keep shouting about the academy monks, are they all embroidered pillows that can only move their mouths?"

Mao Xiaodong smiled: "Yes, you are indeed right. ”

Jian Xiu and the old man of the Far Wandering Realm tightened in their hearts.

Mao Xiaodong walked leisurely, like a reader groaning in the study.

In the border area of this small world, a flying sword like a sword cultivation natal object flew up.

Although the rank of the flying sword is not high, it is roughly equivalent to the natal flying sword of the sword cultivation of the Guanhai Realm and the Longmen Realm.

But with so many of them, who would dare to take it lightly?

Not only that, but on the rooftops of various places, there appeared a blue-shirted Confucian scholar with a disparity in age or holding a book or a sword.

The same cultivation is not high.

The same wins by numbers.

In the streets and alleys, a group of burly soldiers in iron armor poured out.

Those flying swords of different shapes and sizes swept towards Jindan Sword Cultivation one after another.

The Confucian warriors on the roof and the armored warriors on the ground rushed to the far-away martial arts.

Mao Xiaodong came to the side of the soldier monk who was tired of dealing with the ring ruler, but he didn't get closer, and said: "You are the real dead man, with the soldier armor pill as a cover, carrying a golden pill of an earth immortal monk, as long as you are close to my body, you will die with me, even if you can't kill me, you will lose half your life and leave it to the rest of the assassins, it is enough to keep me Mao Xiaodong here." ”

The soldier Longmen Realm cultivator's eyes were resolute, and he ignored Mao Xiaodong's words, and just stopped the ring ruler with a fist, preventing the armor pill from being beaten to the point of shattering by it.

Mao Xiaodong stretched out his hand and pointed at the monk.

On the ground around the monk, strings of golden words rose like beams of a house.

Eventually, a cage is formed.

The soldier monk smiled miserably, his face was hideous, and countless golden rays of light bloomed from his body and qi, and his whole person was shattered.

He couldn't kill Mao Xiaodong, and he had to destroy the ring ruler that must be the key natal object.

It was just the suicide of a Longmen Realm soldier monk, plus the explosion of a golden pill, although the golden cage of the sage's words was completely destroyed.

The ring ruler was unharmed, except for the words engraved on the seal, which was a little less spiritual.

It gently floated back into Mao Xiaodong's hand.

Mao Xiaodong hung around his waist.

Although the Nine Realms Sword Cultivation is full of dangers, his life is worry-free.

The old man in the Far Traveling Realm even killed all directions, and the Confucian scholars and armorers within three zhang of his body were all shattered, and mixed them with his majestic qi, and those puppets contained spiritual energy, and they were beaten into a turbid qi that Mao Xiaodong could not control for the time being.

Mao Xiaodong's face was expressionless, allowing the last two assassins to slowly consume his aura and true qi.

There will be a limit to the aura in the small world after all.

This is directly related to the stability and duration of this "Mountain Cliff Academy".

So at present, this world has unconsciously shrunk to a radius of 400 zhang.

If it is in Donghua Mountain, where the real Mountain Cliff Academy is located, Mao Xiaodong's shot is the same, I am afraid that it can still maintain the range of 800 zhang heaven and earth now.

This hand is not the orthodox secret technique of moving mountains in the Confucian Academy, allowing Mao Xiaodong to step into the Yupu realm, but the defect is that the form and spirit of the Mountain Cliff Academy are incomplete, and they are still left on the side of Donghua Mountain.

But it's not a big problem.

The only two assassins left, as long as no outsiders intervene, still have to give their lives here.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Mao Xiaodong withdraws the small world magic power at this moment, he will temporarily return Donghua Mountain to Yuanying surnamed Liang, who is guarding the gate of the academy.

It's a little hard to kill an enemy, but it's not hard to protect yourself.

But it's not a happy thing that happens.

Mao Xiaodong frowned.

A flying sword like a golden ear of wheat suddenly broke into this small world.

After suddenly hovering high in the air, the tip of the sword rose and fell, and so on, pointing in one direction.

Mao Xiaodong withdrew his supernatural powers without saying a word, and "fell into the realm" to return to Yuanying to cultivate.

And Chen Ping'an, who has been standing on the roof to watch the battle, doesn't even need Mao Xiaodong to inform him in his heart.

A shot of raising a sword, the fifteenth day of the first day swept out.

Chen Ping'an's sleeve burned with a square inch talisman, and he didn't choose to target the old man in the Far Traveling Realm, but shrunk into inches, and went straight to the Nine Realms Sword Cultivation that was instantly lethal and even more terrifying.

If someone is watching, they will definitely feel that Chen Ping'an chose the wrong opponent.

At the same time, the two one-foot tall Day Wandering God and Night Wandering God "Divine True Body" descended from the sky more majestic than the previous military monks, and before Chen Ping'an made a move, they took the lead in smashing at the great martial arts master.

The god of the sun is dressed in golden armor, his whole body is radiant, and he holds an axe in both hands.

The Night Wanderer was dressed in pitch-black armor and held a halberd.

Mao Xiaodong smiled knowingly.

also slapped the ring ruler, and then swept towards the Nine Realms Sword Cultivator.

The far-traveled martial artist who had already decided to die here was not afraid of battle in the small world created by Mao Xiaodong.

When Mao Xiaodong didn't know why he had to withdraw his supernatural powers in a hurry, it stands to reason that as long as he cooperated sincerely with Jin Dan Sword Cultivator, maybe there would be some chance of victory.

But just when the situation was improving and it was no longer a certain death situation, after a hesitation, the martial artist of the Far Traveling Realm rose from the ground and fled away.

The sword cultivator was slightly surprised at first, and then without saying a word, he also swept away.

Mao Xiaodong opened his mouth and said: "Since you don't have the upper hand, you can't chase after it." ”

It's just that he found that Chen Ping'an had already stopped, and he didn't have the idea of chasing at all, but he didn't immediately put away the two day and night wandering gods, and let the fairy money slip away from the money bag.

Mao Xiaodong came to Chen Ping'an's side, "When I take a break, I'll take you back to the academy." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, still watching and listening in all directions, and even the hand that went around his shoulder and held the hilt of the sword behind him did not let go of his five fingers.

Let the palms of his hands burn, and the flesh and blood blur.

Young old old rivers and lakes.

The Nine Realms Sword Cultivator, a close friend who died here, is even more murderous.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an chose this person as the target of the fight as soon as possible.

The old man of the Far Traveling Realm Martial Arts, when there is a way to retreat, no one can predict that he will definitely withdraw, but at least compared to Jin Dan Sword Cultivation, the possibility of this person leaving his allies and leaving the dangerous place and retreating on his own will be greater.

Mao Xiaodong's withdrawal from the small world was a matter of an instant.

Chen Ping'an made this decision in an instant.

Because of this.

This move will make a far-away martial artist jealous and guess. For example, why did the other party choose the more dangerous sword cultivator to attack, did they plan to really close the net, or was there a trap waiting for them?

Chen Ping'an let go of his sword-gripping hand, and at the same time withdrew the two gods that exuded rare heavenly might, and withdrew the true talisman.

After the heaven and earth were restored, the screams of terror around them came and went.

Chen Ping'an glanced not far away, and there was a head of the Golden Body Realm martial artist rolling to the ground.

Three died, two ran.

"Ready to go. ”

Mao Xiaodong stretched out his hand and pressed Chen Ping'an's shoulder, and only said one sentence: "Some other people's stories, you don't need to know, you know what to do?"

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