The overwhelming white sword qi swallowed everyone's vision.

A dazzling brilliance illuminated the entire heavenly dome, forming a sword arc in the sky above Jinzhou, and the aurora was like another layer of sky, which was opposing the sky at this time.

Under this sword.

The disciples of the Blood God Sect, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, the Seven Evil Sects and other demon sects all fell in pieces, and the army of powerful ghosts under the command of the ink-robed scribe was all overtaken and the ghost clouds under the seat dissipated, and he was unwilling to deal with this sword head-on.

In the panic, he could only sacrifice the magic pill to resist.

The vision of the black ghost banner emerged, but it was baptized by the vast sea of swords.

For a while, it was difficult to stand alone!

The condensed vision was quickly stabbed into tatters by the sword qi.

The whole person of the ink-robed scribe was even more penetrated by the infinite sword qi, and his flesh and blood became blurred.

Jin Dan soon became full of holes, and the ink-robed scribe shouted inwardly.

"Impossible!!"

His body was constantly pierced by sword qi, and Jin Dan's continued to repair the wounds in his body.

Let his whole life be worse than death.

Like a small boat in the storm, it may capsize at any time.

The monstrous sea of white swords lasted for a long time, and there was a stick of incense.

Brightened images fill the field of vision.

The sword qi is becoming more and more condensed, more and more domineering, not only can it tear everything apart, but the will of the sword path attached to the sword qi can also invade the will of people.

The ink-robed scribe was in the center, but he still couldn't resist the erosion of the domineering sword qi in the sky, and the shield condensed by the ghost qi shattered, and the whole person was torn apart by the sword qi.

I don't know how long it took for this sea of swords to slowly dissipate.

At this moment, the whole Jinzhou was quiet.

It was as if even the clouds in the sky had stopped fluttering.

Everyone felt that sky-high sword intent, and this feeling was like someone stabbing a sharp sword on the top of their heads, and it was terrifying.

Qiu Yueqing and the demon cultivators were also separated, and her beautiful eyes stared at the other side of the city, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

This is someone who has comprehended the sword intent!

It is important to know that kendo is divided into five realms.

In the first realm, condense the sword qi and use the gas to dissolve the gang, which can drive the sword qi of the sword gang to resist the enemy.

In the second realm, comprehend the sword momentum, draw insights from the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, grass and trees, and those with extraordinary talents can derive visions.

The third realm is the manifestation of sword intent.

The sword power turns into a god, and condenses into reality.

The monk's comprehension of the way of the sword has reached an unprecedented level, and it is for the sword intent.

This means that Jian Xiu has gone through a sword path of his own.

But whoever can comprehend the sword intent is a strong person at the level of a kendo master.

A sword can destroy a city and a river.

The monks who can be called kendo masters, each one of them is an old thing that has not been born for a hundred years.

In the fourth realm, enter the sainthood with a sword.

It can be named the myth of kendo in the world, and only one big man comes out of an era.

As for the fifth realm, no one has ever reached it, and it is in an unknown realm, but it has been recorded in the classical texts.

"Could it be that someone superior is here?"

"How is it possible, this is the world, those old monsters live in the shallow way, hiding from the heavens, and it is impossible to come out."

"Have you forgotten the Nether Boss? He has a way to escape, and he has survived for thousands of years. ”

"How many more demons are there!"

Fang Cai's amazing sword really made the Demon Gate Tianjiao extremely frightened and shocked, and they all immediately turned their heads to each other.

Qiu Yueqing was radiant and smiled lightly.

This sword actually helped her to some extent, and she was indeed a little struggling with one enemy.

The few demons on the opposite side are all strong people in the Jindan realm, and the cultivation of the magic pill is not weak, at least above the fifth turn.

Now that someone is helping her, why can't she solve these demon scum?

The top of Jinzhou.

Zhao Huai stood on top of the dangerous building again, dressed in white, with a ghostly face.

The sharp eyes under the mask looked down on the demon cultivators in the city, and they held the glittering ancient spirit sword in their hands.

This sword has no name, or Zhao Huai doesn't know the name at all.

He didn't bother to choose a name, he didn't have this habit of heart, he just needed to use it himself.

The wind blowing from the heights, Zhao Huai's white robe hunted with the wind, shaking rapidly, and the momentum on his body was unmatched, just like a sword immortal standing in the world, overlooking all living beings.

A broken gray golden pill hovered in his other hand.

This is the golden pill of the ink-robed scribe, and it is a magic pill with the attribute of ghost cultivation.

Plus the black demon pill of the human-faced spider demon king that was stolen in the blood pool of the Black Wind Cave before.

Now he has two gold pills on his body.

The golden pill is the product of the monk's life's work.

It's so rare that you can't ask for it.

There are often honorable alchemists who will use demon pills to refine pills and alchemy, and the pills obtained in this way are even more precious.

At the same time, if the golden pill is given to weak monks or even mortals, it can also be used to assist in cultivation.

With the help of Jin Dan, cultivation is more rapid, and there will be no detours.

It's just that these two golden pills, one is a ghost cultivator, and the other is a demon king's, so it's really hard to find a candidate.

What's more, Zhao Huai never had the idea of cultivating his subordinates before.

The current situation is different, and the restoration of the country is imminent, and it is the time to employ people.

Maybe you can give these two golden pills to the right people.

So as to cultivate two capable subordinates.

Thinking about it this way, these two golden pills are still useful.

The sword that was in the sky just now had exhausted all the massive mana in his body.

However, there was a gurgling sound in the body, which continuously sent the pure spiritual energy to the whole body.

This is the power of ginseng fruit.

At the beginning, the ginseng fruit under Zhao Huai's service had a full hundred years of skill!

It couldn't be absorbed at all, and all the remaining power was silent in the sea of qi.

Now the power of ginseng fruit is quickly filling up.

The spiritual veins were golden, shining brightly, as if they had been plated with a layer of gold.

At the same time, the [Thousand Miles Alone] life grid once again played a role, making his momentum continue to rise.

When he slaughtered the demon cultivators before, his strength had already increased to the level of Jin Dan.

Now it has skyrocketed, maintaining the appearance of the middle of Jindan.

With the double blessing of ginseng fruit and life grid, Zhao Huai's strength has become stronger.

In particular, the power of the ginseng fruit loosened his original unmoving cultivation.

This time, it was the sea of qi that began to transform.

The sea of qi in the Qi realm has developed from the pool to the lake, from the lake to the sea, and has developed to the sea of mana to build the foundation.

Now it has transformed into a golden sea of knowledge.

The third turn of Ning Dan!

Zhao Huai's strength is once again one point stronger, if he breaks through to the Jindan now, he will be at the top of the lower grade Jindan.

But he's going to sprint and see where his ceiling is.

It is impossible to be content.

More than three turns can be called a strong person, and above six turns is a genius.

Eight turns can surpass all the monks.

When the consciousness was stored in the stand-in, in the face of the old devil, he didn't have the power to fight back at all.

All along, Zhao Huai felt that he was already very cautious.

It's all he who steals other people's homes.

I have never encountered it, and being stolen by Tian's shameless old demon is simply not martial arts!

It's like a little Meng Xin who is new to the game, and at the beginning he encountered the final boss and slaughtered in the novice village.

Who can understand this feeling?

The only thing that can comfort Zhao Huai now is that he has taken a big step forward in his kendo realm.

With the [Kendo Wizard] life, his kendo talent naturally goes without saying.

He successfully manifested the sword intent and used the sword to face the sky.

According to the strength and weakness, he ranked the swordsmanship he had comprehended and learned.

The sword looks at the sun, and the sword presses the dragon.

The sword 30,000 swords returned to the sect, and the swords were facing the sky.

Evolution is evolution, and actual combat is actual combat.

As long as something that evolves is successfully turned into reality, it is progress.

Every time he took out the sword, Zhao Huai had a new insight.

The reason why he didn't make all the bells and whistles of the sword moves, because he felt that if he wanted to kill someone.

A sword is enough.

If not, then two swords.

Jinzhou City, in the deep alleys.

A purple-robed old man was hidden in the dark, and a pair of old eyes revealed essence, but his divine sense searched for a long time, but he didn't find the person he wanted.

This old man is none other than the Nether Demon.

Ever since he killed "Zhao Huai", he has been looking for someone with great luck.

Because the old demon found that the man in white he caught was just a stand-in.

I wanted to invade the other party's sea of knowledge, but the other party didn't resist it, but he died directly!

Originally, I could still get a glimpse of some luck, but there was still a shadow for half a day after death.

Such an ordinary death, is it the person he is really looking for?

He was deceived by a clever trick!

Almost instantly, he reacted.

Then it's a rage to look for.

He has vicious eyes, thousands of years of experience, and has mastered some ancient secret methods, so he can see that he is different from ordinary monks.

As long as he has great luck and traces to follow, he can find it slowly.

But now I've been looking for a long time, and I haven't seen it.

It's as if you've hidden your luck.

So he was in a very bad mood at this time.

Suddenly, the body of the Netherworld Old Demon suddenly shook, and he laughed evilly:

"Hehe, it's really weird, this luck is different from the previous person, what's going on?"

"No matter, as long as it meets the requirements of the old man, everyone is the same!"

In the blink of an eye, the Nether Demon vanished in place.

This time.

Silver-armored armies slowly lined up from the military palace, well-equipped and tall.

Yu Qinghan rode a fiery horse, one on the left and one on the right, guarded by two monks, dragons and tigers.

She looked at the pitch-black, blood-red sky, and her brows couldn't help but furrow.

"What is this?"

"Amitabha, it's the breath of demonic cultivation."

Monk Fuhu also looked at the sky, and said with a trembling face.

As soon as he came down the mountain, he met the demon cultivator, and he felt something unusual.

"Demon cultivator? Jinzhou City has entered the demon cultivation, and it is a decoration to be a fairy gate. ”

Yu Qing said coldly.

"Dangerous."

On the face of the dead fish that had not changed for thousands of years, a solemn look rarely appeared.

Apparently something was discovered.

"This heaven and earth have been blocked, and the gatekeepers of the immortal gate can't sense it."

Hearing this, Monk Fuhu's round body actually levitated.

His eyes were serious, and he stood on the eaves of a building.

"It is above the gods, only the gods can master the avenue and block the aura."

He muttered, feeling that something was wrong.

The abbot told him before going down the mountain that the world will be chaotic, and the stability of Daxia must be guaranteed, so that the incense of Buddhism will be stable and lasting.

The safety of the Great Xia royal family became a top priority.

And the woman in front of her is the princess of Great Xia, the daughter of Taizu.

They had all heard about the deeds of three years ago.

Under the discussion of Xiaolingyin Temple, she is the most hopeful, and she is also the only one who can stabilize Great Xia.

So I have to keep her safe.

"May the Buddha bless you!"

Monk Fuhu said a Buddha word, closed his eyes and prayed.

This time, even his Innocent Buddha Eyes couldn't see what was going to happen behind.

There are classifications in Buddhism, which are: past, present, and future.

Representing the past is the Buddha of the previous life, the Buddha of the lamp.

At present, it is the Buddha of the present world, the Buddha Shakya, also known as the Buddha.

It is Maitreya Buddha who peeks into the future.

Monk Fuhu cultivates the future Buddha school.

His Innocent Buddha Eyes are the innate supernatural powers from the future Buddha, and he can sense the danger that may befall him.

It's just perception.

What exactly, he didn't know.

"Pass my order, if you encounter a demon cultivator, you will be killed!"

Yu Qinghan looked at the chaotic Jinzhou City, clenched his halberd pole, and gave an order with a cold face.

"Yes!"

The surrounding Changning Iron Knights heard the sound and tapped their shields in response.

"Click!"

A large number of fast horses moved forward, invincible, and the spears in their hands were dotted with cold light.

Yu Qinghan was not idle.

With a halberd in her hand, she leaped high and flew off her horse.

"Ding!"

The halberd rod shook to the ground, the bluestone slab shattered, the soil turned up, and the layers cracked, towards not far away

A domineering halberd burst out of the ground, tearing a demon cultivator to pieces.

Yu Qinghan rushed into the demon cultivation, and the halberd was full of wind and energy, like the god of war in the world.

Qi cultivators will die when they touch it, and they can leave a breath when they build a foundation.

The wielding of the halberd opens and closes, and the halberd is unparalleled.

There is no need for the surrounding soldiers to shoot with the dragon and tiger monks.

She alone killed the demon cultivators on a street.

Not even a trace of blood was stained on the blue dress.

"Amitabha, sins and sins."

When the fat face of the monk Fuhu saw the dead body, he seemed to be unbearable, closed his eyes, and recited the Buddhist scriptures in pieces, giving the dead people a surplus.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

Yu Qinghan saw a sky-high white light on the ground, covering the entire Jinzhou City.

The whole city shook a little.

The canopy above him lit up, illuminating the dimly lit city.

"What is this? Is it sword energy? ”

Yu Qinghanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his vision was covered with white light, as if he wanted to cut off all the evil demons.

She couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

What happened in Jinzhou City?

"What a strong sword intent!"

Monk Fuhu had a keen sense and immediately felt the source of the white light.

"Sword Intent."

Yu Qinghan was thinking about it, and there was a report from the soldiers in front of him.

"General Qiyu, I found the Xiangyun County Lord ahead, and there is a faint breath!"

When Yu Qinghan heard the news, where could he still be calm, and immediately said:

"Take me there!"

"Yes!"

Yu Qinghan was extremely anxious on the road.

Husband Jun and Xiangyun are together, nothing must happen to the two of them!

She quickly arrived at the scene.

It is under the ruins of a collapsed restaurant.

Pei Xiangyun was dusty, there was still a lot of dust on his pretty face, and his lips were pale and fell next to the ruins, looking very seriously injured, and he was in a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Yu Qinghan immediately walked up, picked up his sister, and injected abundant mana into Pei Xiangyun's body.

"Ahem!"

After a while, Pei Xiangyun's eyelids moved slightly, and he slowly woke up.

When she saw the person in front of her, tears couldn't help but flow out of her apricot eyes again, and she cried:

"Sister!"

"Woooooo

Then he threw himself into Yu Qinghan's arms and cried.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Yu Qinghan comforted in a whisper, and then the phoenix eyes looked around, but did not see the figure of the husband, and asked suspiciously:

"Where's your brother-in-law?"

Hearing this, Pei Xiangyun cried even more.

Seeing her like this, Yu Qinghan's heart tightened, his fists clenched, and he said softly:

"Tell me quickly, your brother-in-law."

Pei Xiangyun cried like a tearful person, trembling, and stammered:

"Brother-in-law. Brother-in-law, he's dead! ”

"What are you talking about?"

Yu Qinghan's pupils shrank, and his expression immediately froze, looking like he was lost.

The news hit her like a bolt from the blue.

The husband is dead

How could it be.

How can it be!

The strength of the husband is so strong, how can he die!

Yu Qinghan just thought blankly on the ground.

For a moment, she couldn't believe it.

To live to see people, to die to see corpses.

Based on Pei Xiangyun's words alone, she didn't want to believe the news.

"What the hell is going on."

Yu Qinghan asked.

Pei Xiangyun choked up and explained: "There is an old devil who comes to the shop. He couldn't help but say that he was going to find his brother-in-law, and he threatened and threatened me, and used me, and my brother-in-law was hunted down and killed by him, and then he was "

"Adversary."

When Yu Qinghan said this word, the momentum of the whole person changed.

The phoenix's eyes revealed a bone-chilling cold, monstrous murderous intent.

Just as the sisters were talking.

"Here we are."

The Fuhu monk in the high place said solemnly, and his body immediately moved, suspended in the air.

Looking at an old man walking slowly in the distance.

Monk Canglong looked solemn and offered the silver iron ring around his neck.

Yu Qinghan also helped Pei Xiangyun to stand up slowly, looking at the figure at the end of the street.

An old man in a purple robe, with gray hair and a meaningful smile on his face, said:

"Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise."

Yu Qinghan saw the expressions of the two monks, sensed that something was wrong, frowned and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"This old man is very strong."

"How strong?"

"The strength is unfathomable, like the ocean."

Monk Fuhu replied solemnly.

"Run."

The silver ring in the hand of the Canglong monk kept getting bigger, levitating above his head, and then left such a sentence.

"We stopped him."