For more than ten years, they have been with each other day and night, but there is no one else around the teenager overnight.

He once dreamed of the grave, but he didn't feel the years passing. He once died drunk by the lake, only to feel that there was no more connection in the world.

The dragon chant that day, the goodbye of the two, woke up from a drunken dream, carried a long sword, held a fast knife, and walked the rivers and lakes with you.

At this moment, a silver bell-like voice sounded in Wei Zigeng's ears, and this voice made him think about it for two years.

"A-Ying?"

He seemed to feel that a pair of hands gently held his hands holding the sword, Wei Zigeng looked at his side in a daze, only to see a girl in a cyan Confucian shirt standing in front of him, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, she was smiling like this, holding the hilt of the sword with him.

The girl didn't answer Wei Zigeng's question, but just smiled and said to him:

"Zi Geng, I'll swing this sword with you!"

"Well, good!"

Wei Zigeng opened his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, put aside many fantasies and thoughts, his eyes were firm, and he swung a sword towards Qingfu Immortal!

"your stinky bull's nose! Mountains and rivers collide before! ”

"How so? It's just one soul, how can you not get it back?! ”

With a roar, Bai Zhenliu stared at his eyes, and countless ghosts around him were tearing at him, and in front of him was indeed a sword light that was incomparably fierce, like a match, and like a whole world landscape, slamming towards Bai Zhenliu!

At this moment, there was no way to avoid it, Bai Zhenliu had a sword trick in one hand, and the remaining eighteen Eight Scenery Divine Swords were all returned to his body, so as to resist a sword.

Xu Yue just jumped up, and at the moment when the shot was about to hit Qingfu Immortal's head, he was shocked by an extremely strong anti-shock force and flew upside down dozens of zhang again, and finally smashed deep into the blue brick wall.

"Wei Zigeng! Your uncle's! ”

Coughing twice, Xu Yue pulled himself out, clutched his chest, bright red blood flowed out between his fingers, and he himself had no time to care, just looked in the direction of Qingfu Xianbai Zhenliu and Wei Zigeng.

Wei Zigeng was panting at the moment, the sword just now made him almost completely prostrate, tired to the ground, and he was unable to fight again.

Cheng Qing's forehead was covered with sweat, she breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw the sword just now, at this moment she was trying to maintain the operation of Fang Yuan Dajiao, the ghost door was reopened, and the chains pulled the remaining yin spirits into the door.

Wei Zigeng looked at the sword in his hand, the mountains and rivers seemed to be being re-tempered, and the rust on the sword body fell a little more, he turned his head to look at the side, wanting to see the figure again, but after all, it backfired, and in the end, the young man just smiled helplessly.

"A-Ying, thank you."

Vaguely, I felt that the pretty figure waved his hand with him, and then went away with the spring breeze.

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, how can there be any good things to let yourself encounter?

Eventually, he turned his head to look in the direction of Bai Zhenliu, and there was a field of flying sand and rocks, and his eyes were full of devastation.

"If it's not dead, then it's ......"

"Hey, hey, little beast, what's that?!"

Hearing this voice, the three of them "chuckled" in their hearts and missed a beat.

Xu Yue pulled himself out of the brick wall behind him, and came to the eldest lady Cheng Qing with heavy steps, and both of them looked at Wei Zigeng who was facing Bai Zhenliu face to face.

At this moment, his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, the injuries of the previous few days had not yet been completely healed, and now he was facing a Yuheng Realm monk who was still famous, and he was already more than capable of doing so.

"This stinky bull's nose! Pity! ”

Xu Yue's spear slammed into the ground, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed down, like boiling oil at a high temperature, and it had evaporated in the moment it dripped on the ground. The heart beats violently, and the whole body is steaming.

"Shaoxia is about to break through? Breaking through in the fight, Yue Shaoxia deserves to be the creator of heaven and earth, and he will definitely do something in the future, but there will be no day! ”

I saw a figure gradually revealed in the mud and sand, full of white hair, the previous gorgeous robe is now only a wisp of cloth, revealing a thin upper body, at this moment he is covered in blood, Tanzhong and Haifu two big acupuncture points each have a hideous wound, and the wound is printed with two runes each, and the runes are looming at this moment, and streams of blood are bubbling out like spring water.

Bai Zhenliu gently stroked the two hideous wounds, and the tiny runes began to squirm, and the wounds began to tear gradually, revealing the white bones inside, which were hideous and terrifying.

"If it weren't for the poor Dao blocking the rest of the peaks of the Qiongxia Sect back then, how could the poor Dao be so seriously injured that he went to the Great Dao at all? How can he Huanghua Immortal be the head of the Qiongxia Sect?! ”

In order to block the terrifying sword qi before, Bai Zhenliu used all three Eight Scenes and Twenty-Four Divine Swords to resist, and finally the Eight Views Divine Sword I gradually turned into powder in front of him, and after the wind blew away, a pure white bone small sword was revealed, and the tip of the sword reached Wei Zigeng who was half kneeling on the ground.

"Poor Dao Jiazi Dao Xing is actually folded in your hands, good, very good, in fact, I might as well tell you, the three Eight Scenes and Twenty-Four Divine Swords are warmed out in the holes, and the spirit of the Poor Dao is connected, now the twenty-four swords have been destroyed, and the Poor Dao Dao will also be dispersed, and it is only the end of the strong crossbow at the moment, and it will definitely not survive today, but with the three of you, you can avenge the poor apprentice of the Poor Dao, and the Poor Dao is not in vain."

Wei Zigeng lifted the hilt of the sword hard, but he didn't have any strength at all, and he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand.

Cheng Qing looked in the direction of the young man, there was no trace of fear on his face, and some were just calm in the face of death.

The Moko Manzhu Shahua in the medicine field gradually withered, and it was not easy for the eldest lady to be able to support herself with the cultivation of the first four realms, and her face was a little pale, and there was blood flowing out of her mouth and nose.

It's just that at this moment, Cheng Qing actually smiled.

"It's also great to die with you, but Dad, forgive my daughter for being unfilial, and I can't do my filial piety in front of you."

Xu Yue saw that Qing Fuxian was still standing there at the moment, and as soon as he exerted his strength, his chest was bleeding nonstop, and even the spear was almost out of his hand.

"Hey, I've just come out of the rivers and lakes, and I'm going to die here before I can make a name for myself, I'm really fucking unwilling!"

Xu Yue's heart was straightforward, and even more so at this moment, he said everything he thought in his heart.

"Li Canglan! Where the hell are you hiding! It's come to this, aren't you showing up yet?! We're dying! ”

Cheng Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at Xu Yue at this moment, thinking about when this was the case, and thinking about it.

But Wei Zigeng on the side knew the weight of Xu Yue's words, and his mouth seemed to have been opened, as if he was talking about Tianxian, saying whatever he wanted.

"Say more, Xu Yue, you can say more."

Qing Fuxian couldn't help but turn pale when he heard Xu Yue's words, and subconsciously looked around, and after that, he smiled lightly.

"Still thinking someone can save you?"

Immediately, the pure white natal bone sword shot towards Wei Zigeng's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Seeing that he was about to stab Wei Zigeng, at this moment, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and then he saw a sword falling from the sky, nailing the bone sword that was about to be nailed into Wei Zigeng's heavenly spirit cover into the ground.

"Xu Shaoxia, don't talk about it anymore, Li is here!"

Bai Zhenliu's eyes were wide at this moment, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, and then he was angry and looked around in a hurry, but there was no one except for the brand-new long sword that the sword drove into the ground.

"Who the hell are you! Since you're here, why don't you dare to come forward?! ”

When Wei Zigeng and the three of them saw the brand-new saber that came from the Nine Heavens, there was indescribable ease and happiness in their eyes.

"I knew it! I knew it! ”

Xu Yue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground, Wei Zigeng was also a long sword pestle, kneeling on one knee, and the boulder in his heart suddenly fell.

The sword came first, only to see that behind the sword, there were two people coming against the wind, a man and a woman, the man had a scruffy beard, a sloppy appearance, and the woman was captivating the country and the city, and the charm was moving.

The man put his arm around the woman, and the woman put her arm around the man, and slowly fell to the ground.

Li Canglan and Yang Nuying, the owner of Jiangnan Villa.

Li Canglan patted the back of Yang Nuying's hand, and then said gently:

"Nuying, you can wait for a while."

Yang Nuying lightly "um", and then nodded to Li Canglan.

The eyebrow flirtation between the two made him even more annoyed in the eyes of Qing Fuxian, he made a sword with two fingers, nailed into the crack in the ground, and the natal bone sword flew out suddenly, and the brand-new saber was also flying against the bone sword, and Li Canglan took it.

"Senior Bai, let's stop the matter here, your Eight Views Divine Sword Coefficients have been destroyed, the road to the Great Dao has been cut off, and several of them have also been seriously injured by you, the matter has come to this point, it is better to put it down, Li can protect you for a long time."

When Li Canglan made his career, Bai Zhenliu was in retreat, thinking about recasting the foundation of the Great Dao, and when Li Canglan withdrew from the rivers and lakes, Bai Zhenliu was still in retreat, but when he reappeared in the rivers and lakes, he was dedicated to his apprentice Han Jinxian, and he had no time to take care of some rumors about the rivers and lakes.

"Stop? You're telling me to stop? Then I'll kill you first! ”

A bone sword quickly headed towards Li Canglan's face, ghostly, but the latter only sighed slightly, and then slashed down.

"Although you have injured the foundation of the Great Dao, and now the Eight Scenery Divine Sword has been destroyed, but its realm cultivation is still there, is it not good to be a field house with peace of mind, do you have to seek death?"

This sword was extremely fast, Bai Zhenliu looked at everything in disbelief, the bone sword turned into powder in front of his eyes, and the sword qi spouted and disappeared.

Soon, Bai Zhenliu only felt a chill in his heart, and then a stream of blood mist sprayed out, like a gorgeous Manzhu Sawa flower.

From the shoulder to the waist, Bai Zhenliu's whole person was cut off by the waist, and he didn't even feel the pain yet.

As his vision blurred, two legs appeared in front of Bai Zhenliu's eyes, and his upper body fell to the ground along the incision.

"Hey, this time it's really dead, and I didn't get it back in the end...... Hatred...... However, the ...... is purified."

Biluo Mountain, Qiongxia Sect.

Above the Biluo Hall, a natal green lamp gradually went out, and then it was divided into two, with a neat incision.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, congratulations to Qingfuzi Senior Brother Feather!"