"Whew"

The wind frantically evacuated the flowing clouds, and a figure like the light of the sky came, wearing a gorgeous robe, wearing a crown of hair, and shining eyes, like an immortal heavenly venerable, descending on Qingping Valley.

In an instant, he seemed to have a feeling, and glanced at Zhao Python, who was watching in front of the court.

"Here ......

Zhao Python's expression was calm, that person's inheritance was extremely heavy, and the Spirit Immortal Sect would not turn a blind eye, nor did he want to see the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect get it and increase its strength.

"Give it to me."

Yan Cheng Dao people went straight into the knife alone, with an indescribable sharpness, and came to Qingping Valley one step ahead of the Huandao people, intending to intercept Chen Sheng's inheritance, it seems that he has succeeded.

"Alas......"

Zhao Python sighed, as if he was in a dilemma, anxious in his heart, and said, "Then how can I explain to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect." ”

He roughly knew that person's plan, this was to make the Spirit Immortal Sect and the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect fight, so as to make a profit.

On the surface, he and the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect are in the same group, and they have to do a comprehensive job, or they can use this alliance to play a big role.

"Cast me Lingxian Sect, what are you afraid of."

Yan Cheng Daoist saw that Zhao Python's mind was shaking, and he gave in, and couldn't help but soften his words by three points, not only to take Chen Sheng's inheritance, but also to plan the power of Qingping Valley.

"If it doesn't work, how can there be a reason for repeated horizontal jumps."

Zhao Python refused.

These two immortal sects, he didn't believe it, and they were entangled with them, and they were seeking skin with the tiger.

"Don't you give it? With this move, your life is in danger, and even most of Qingping Valley will be ruined in this battle. ”

Time was urgent, Yan Cheng Dao was worried about the arrival of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, Zhao Python's mind swayed from side to side, not very firm, it was to increase the heat, and his words carried an obvious threat.

"Senior, it's too aggressive."

Zhao Yunting didn't know the twists and turns of this game, but he always felt that there was something hidden in it, maybe he should speak out and contribute something.

"You are a good person, you have a chance to become a real person in Jindan in the future."

Yan Cheng Dao didn't know Zhao Yunting's thoughts, and after a glance, it was the kind of blandness that looked at the grass, trees and stones, as if he was unhappy, and he stepped on it and kicked it off, which was simple to the extreme.

"It's not that I don't want to pass on Chen Sheng to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, but I can't afford to provoke it."

On the bright side, the survival of the sect was involved, and Zhao Yunting's life was added to the chips, Zhao Python showed a sad appearance and finally gave in.

"Buzz ......"

He flipped his hand, and dragged a sword weapon on his palm, which was pitch black, cold as ice, and the evil qi could kill ghosts and gods, and the blue sky and white sun froze the sky.

Above the sword body, there is a inheritance jade slip, a small piece, but it contains endless precious knowledge.

"Stop!"

Ruhuandao people rushed to see such a scene, Zhao Python's face was sad, with a sense of submission, like a messenger of a defeated country, offering a surrender table, and on the opposite side of him was Yancheng Daoist, waiting to take over Chen Sheng's inheritance, as well as the iron sword.

He was anxious in his heart, and he shouted loudly, only hating that the escape method could not cross the constraints of time and space, and flashed away.

"Give it to me!"

The cheers were like thunder, and they were as sharp as the front.

Yan Cheng Dao didn't want to think about it, he snatched the jade slip and iron sword from Zhao Python's hand, retreated a hundred feet, and walked away.

"You...... How to hand it over. ”

For example, the Huandao people came to Qingping Valley, looked at Zhao Python, and there was a monstrous anger in his heart, the duck in his hand flew, how could he bear it.

"Fellow Daoist, why didn't you come earlier, it scared me."

In this regard, Zhao Python looked angry, and Qingping Valley did bow his head in the face of the forces of the Immortal Sect.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's only right to get things back."

This aggrieved words make it difficult for Yan Chengdao to scold, and then he can use Zhao Python, at least in terms of face, he must be good-looking.

"Whoosh"

Chen Sheng's inheritance is not so easy to get.

In the void sky, three figures flew vertically and horizontally, and finally like Huandao people and Zhao Python, they blocked Yancheng Daoist people on a mountain forest boundary.

"Fellow Daoists, harmony is precious."

Yan Cheng Taoist stood still, there was a sense of dust on his body, and his words were light, adding three points of ease.

"Did you say that when you persecuted me before?"

Zhao Python muttered in his mouth, neither loud nor weak, just spreading in the circle of three.

Yan Chengdao's head darkened, and he said: "Qingping Valley is weak, it is your weakness, and you don't have the qualifications to be tough." ”

Zhao Python's combat power is not bad, but his background is a flaw, not to talk about the superiority and inferiority, but to have no kind of background, even if he steps into this field, he is still inferior.

"What about me."

If the Huandao people stood up, their anger was like a rainbow, and they approached the Yancheng Daoist and said, "Hand over the things to let you leave." ”

Qingping Gu was afraid of offending the Spirit Immortal Sect, but he was not afraid of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, and he had been in a strong state for generations.

"If not."

Yan Cheng Daoist can't refute it, but he won't let go of this inheritance, he eats it in his mouth, and there is no reason to spit it out.

"Boom"

If the Huandao people expressed their attitude, it was very simple, and a breath of energy shot out from his body, majestic as the sun, covering all directions, causing layers of spiritual energy to turn into smoke, setting him off like a noble and inoffensive deity.

"I've wanted to learn your methods."

Yan Cheng Daoren didn't frown, and his plain face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice and snow, and he was the first to do it.

He pushed it horizontally with one palm, his big sleeves fluttering, full of a kind of agility and elegance, but the power contained in it was heavier than a mountain.

"Bang"

It is weighing, such as the Huandao people did not avoid it, the same hand, pushed away, the two of them struck a solid blow, there was a monstrous turbulent current, mighty, sweeping a piece of mountains and forests.

"Qiang"

Suddenly, Yan Cheng drew his sword.

It was Chen Sheng's iron sword, and it was made by using Yun Jian Feng's sword cultivation method, and he felt that it was very handy, and there was a kind of unparalleled sharpness.

It seems to overlap with Chen Sheng's spirit, and he has that invincible posture.

In short, this sword was cut down, there was no sword technique, only with mana to urge, but it still gave him an indescribable smoothness.

"Snort......"

The sword light is cold, and the killing is incomparable, like the mana of the Huandao people, no matter how strong it is, it is also invincible, and it is split by a sword.

His body was churning, dodging the blade of the sword, but he still received a sword, and he was not too injured, but his clothes were torn, and it was very indecent.

"You and I joined forces to suppress him."

For example, the Huandao people were angry, and the Yancheng Daoist slashed him with Chen Sheng's iron sword, which not only damaged his face, but also a silent mockery, which made him, the "main master", very angry.

"Qiang"

After that, he raised his sword to kill, and his body changed from elegant and agile to thick and heavy, with a killing intent, obviously angered.

He unleashed a sword technique, called the end of the world, fluttering to the extreme, sword light flying, through the void, can be killed.

"Kill!"

Zhao Python roared, and entered the game, his background is not as good as the Jindan real person of the Immortal Sect, but he is a strong man of this level, which should not be underestimated.

Light and shadow are intertwined, with two to one, the cultivation of the Taoist people, no matter how strong they are, they also suffer losses.

"Poof......

His iron sword was in the air, resisting the Ruhuan Dao people, but let Zhao Python seize the gap, struck with a palm, slapped it on the heart, and couldn't help but vomit blood.

"Don't take a sword and think he's back."

If you are so proud.

Chen Sheng held an iron sword, fought in Dalong Mountain, and killed the older generation of Jindan real people withered and defeated, to be honest, they were scared, so in the last hundred years, they did not dare to be overly persecuted, they were afraid that this one would come to the last madness.

It's a pity that Yan Cheng Daoist is not Chen Sheng, even if he holds this iron sword, he still doesn't have that invincible might.

"Give the legacy back."

Zhao python added.

"Are you going to fight to the death?"

Yan Cheng Daoist did not show weakness, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, held an iron sword, and confronted Ruhuan Daoren and Zhao Python.

"This ......"

Hearing the battle to the death, Zhao Python took a step back and turned his head to look at Ruhuan Daoren, he couldn't be the master, and he also cherished his body.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you."

For example, it is difficult for Huandao people to ride a tiger and do not want to fight to the death, but one is unwilling to give up Chen Sheng's inheritance, and the other is that Zhao Python is looking at it, retreating, losing face, and also looking down on the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, so he has to insist.

However, his expression was not flat, but solemn, knowing that a fierce battle would follow.

"Boom ......"

Yan Cheng Daoist let go of his breath, his robe was fierce, and he swayed like clouds, looking immovable, but as if he had come into contact with the will of heaven, he had an awe-inspiring divine might.

As soon as he stepped on it, the thousands of mountains trembled, and as soon as he raised his hand, the aura turned into a tide, and it continued to roll out.

The void sky shook, condensed a heavenly pillar, thick and tall, suppressed a heavy canopy, and killed the people of Ruhuandao.

"Bang"

For example, the two fingers of the right hand of the Huandao man were put together, and he swiped forward, and a trace of brilliant Shenhua fluttered out, without any sense of fierceness, but when it was entangled in the heavenly pillar, it was shattered.

"Qiang"

The pillar of heaven collapsed, the aura boiled, pouring like a river, and there was more smoke and haze, hazy, and suddenly a sound of sword groaning could be heard, loud and cold.

In the hearts of the Huandao people, there was a strong crisis, but it was too late, and the Yancheng Dao people didn't know what secret techniques they had cast, and the charm of the iron sword was stimulated, and the sword stood down, reproducing the edge of the past.

"Poof"

Like Huandao's shoulder, it was directly penetrated, and blood flew to the Nine Heavens, and the wisps of sword intent invaded his vitality, and in an instant, his face turned a little pale.

The sword groaned again, and Yan Cheng Dao pressed forward step by step, and the sword was fierce, turning into a scene of eternal night, and he was about to be buried.

"Damn it!"

As the Huandao man scolded in a low voice, the exercises worked, suppressing the injuries, and on his pale face, a pair of eyes became dangerous.

"Qiang"

His kendo attainments, but not weak, at this time the mana poured into the sword weapon, with all his strength, a sword cut down the sword light like a dragon, through a heavy canopy, as if it would be invisible, suddenly appeared again, extremely difficult to prevent.

"Point General"

Yancheng Taoist stood still, with the hilt of the sword point to the vast earth, as if a point of the platform, the spirit of the mountains and rivers one by one manifested, into a god general, striding around.

The sword intent of the end of the world is very strong, and he killed a god general, but under a heavy wear, it finally collapsed.

And the point will not disperse, the earth will be rolling, and the gods will be like a forest, frantically rushing towards the people of Ruhuandao.

"Kill!"

For example, the Huandao people shouted, the killing sound shook the sky, and the qi on his body was raised, obviously using some kind of secret technique.

He single-handedly and with a sword, he killed through the point of the general, like a sword god, one sword at a time, and the sword intent was so strong that it turned into substance.

"Qiang"

Finally.

He came to the front of Yan Cheng Daoren, and with a turn of the sword weapon, the huge sword intent was twisted like a thunderous magnetic yuan storm, gushing out a trace of destruction opportunity, and fiercely pounced away.

It's too close.

Yan Cheng Dao couldn't avoid it, so he had to face it, he swung his iron sword, like a black mountain, standing between heaven and earth, resisting the torrent.

"Poof"

The sword intent as fierce as a violent tiger collided with the iron sword and froze for a moment, but it still rushed over and crushed the body of Yan Cheng Daoren.

His robe was immediately soaked red with blood, and his body was covered with large and small scars, like a jade object rolled through rubble, full of flaws.

"Hahaha......"

As the Huandao people laughed, seeing the enemy so miserable, even if they also had a lot of burdens, they were still happy.

Under this kind of intention, his sword moves became more and more sharp and smooth, like a thread, one after another, without stopping.

"Don't you think I'm a bully."

This smile undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, Yan Chengdao was physically and mentally painful, his eyes were slightly red, and the attack in his hands became more and more ferocious.

In short, this battle came to the end, and it became more and more tragic, and the two killed each other fiercely, and they both wanted to see the opponent unlucky.

"It was a fierce fight."

Zhao Python stood aside, looking at each other coldly, the background of the Immortal Sect is indeed extraordinary, these two people are fighting, and the means are endless, which opens his eyes.

"Help me!"

Ruhuandao turned his head and saw Zhao Python stunned on the side, thinking of his side fighting to the death, he couldn't help but roar.

"Whoosh"

The words fell, Yan Cheng Dao people had already fled, and the fight with the Ruhuan Dao people, between the two and two, there was another Zhao Python mixed up, he couldn't parry, anyway, the benefits were in his hands, and he didn't have to die.

"The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry and stopped chasing...... bar. ”

Zhao Python had no intention of chasing down, and no matter who the inheritance and iron sword fell on, it had little to do with him.

"That's too cheap for him."

For example, the Huandao people were unwilling, and they pulled Zhao Python to kill them together, spanning hundreds of miles, but they looked at the figure of Yancheng Daoist and gradually disappeared.

"I let him get away."

He exasperated.

"The inheritance of the predecessors is not so easy to take."

Zhao Python didn't care in his heart, comforted a few words of Ruhuan Daoren, and returned to Qingping Valley.

"Who!"

This way.

Yan Chengdao was satisfied, even if he was injured, he was still very happy, with Chen Sheng's inheritance and iron sword, everything was worth it.

Suddenly, there was a creepy feeling in his heart, as if he had been targeted by some terrible creature.

He looked up, and on the forest path, a person came out, with a tall body, wearing a gray robe, and there was a sense of nature on his body.

This is the demeanor of a hermit master, but his face is full of horror, as if he has hit a ghost in the blue sky and daytime.

(End of chapter)