First, there is a brilliant sword qi, suppressing the mighty fists below the curtain.

Later, a little green light turned into a rainbow.

At an extremely fast speed, he reached the top of Tong Yuegui.

The one who hovers and stands, an old man in a green shirt with a sword on his back.

"Fish senior!"

Ling Zhen saw the white-haired old man who had suddenly arrived, and he lost his voice with excitement

The one who came was the pinnacle of the human race's sword path, known as the "Sword God" - Yu Youcong.

The old man in green shirt with a royal blue sword behind his back, with one hand behind his back, squinted his eyes and looked at the purple silk woman who was also standing in the air not far away.

Yu Youcong sneered, and there was a lot of contempt and ridicule in his laughter, and anyone could hear it at once, "You Jiang... Ling is rebellious, isn't it? This is famous, hey, it's just a barbarian like Ling Pu who can think of it! If you change to an old man, even if you drink 300 catties of fake wine, you will never have the brain to come up with such a name to give your daughter a name! ”

The words of the old sword god of the fish clearly scolded Ling Pu, the king of the mountain villa, and Ling Pu's daughter Ling Jirean at the same time.

But for some reason, these words sounded to Ling Zhen, who was also a descendant of the prince, and he was not disgusted, but he was very satisfied and in a happy mood.

Wearing the purple robe, the purple silk material is soft and tough, and the long hair falls down, which sets off the woman's whole temperament more and more vulgar.

The physique is tall and straight, born with a melon seed face, and the domineering female stream with very heroic facial features is unruly, and at this moment I heard Yu Youcong's words in my ears, which is called a very unheard.

Instantly anger swelled up, and the anger did not come to one place.

The second daughter of the Ling family had a temper bursting like fire, she was already very unhappy because the sword god's sword qi overwhelmed her fist, and now she was ridiculed by the words, how could she not let her jump like thunder and pinch salt into the fire?

"Sword God Fish Yu Cong...... Where did you come from?! ”

Ling Ji's voice was strange, and he asked in a trembling voice, "You and I don't know each other, why did you come to oppose me?" ”

Yu Youcong just smiled, thought about it, and said, "You don't care where I came from, anyway, the old man knows that you came out of your mother Yao Ying's belly." As for why you are here, firstly, you are a girl who is arrogant, and her mouth is full of absurd words, which is really disturbing to people's ears, and the more you listen to it, the more you want to hit people; The second is, these fists in the empty place are indeed quite thick, and it makes people itch, the old man didn't hold back, so he took out a sword, hehe, I didn't expect it to be suppressed by me, it seems that your practice is not enough to get home! ”

The sound of "hehe" made Ling Jiun as disgusting and uncomfortable as if he had eaten a mouthful of.

She secretly tried to use her fist intent to desperately carry the sword qi of the sword god, but it was useless, and it was difficult to reverse the tragic fate of being "pressed below......

How did this old thing's sword qi come out?

Is it really that thick?!

"And what are you going to do?"

Ling Jiwei roared, "You've already finished your sword, the matter here has nothing to do with you, since it's okay, shouldn't you leave here quickly?" ”

Yu Youcong sneered a few times, and said with a playful look in his eyes: "You girl, do you think the old man is a person like you?" If you don't have anything to do with yourself, you don't get involved at all, and you don't care about yourself? Bah! ”

After snorting, the old sword god first pointed at Ling Xiaoxiao, the woman in white, and then poked the purple silk a few times from afar, and continued in a tone similar to that of the superior accusing the inferior...... Why don't you come? ”

Ling Jiun was stunned on the spot.

In the incident two years ago, in the mourning hall of her mother Yao Ying, she really felt the huge pressure of the surging sea water on the villa, and she originally wanted to go out to stop it.

But at that time, Ling Jiun had not yet cultivated the eighth-order Great Dao Realm, and he was ready to come, just at the critical moment of breaking through the bottleneck of the realm, and he was only half a step away from being able to rise one step from the Infinite Realm and enter the Endless Dao.

And in that period, if you choose to fight willfully, the hostile is so powerful and powerful, even if you can get away with saving your life, most of the Dao Lines will not be damaged, and there is a probability that you will completely cut off the possibility of entering the eighth realm because of a serious injury.

In order to eliminate accidents, protect the cultivation foundation that you have finally obtained.

In order to ensure that in the near future, I will be able to enter the Great Dao realm very safely and smoothly.

Out of selfish planning, the female martial god Ling Jiun chose to stay in the mourning hall, and did not stand up to fight like Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, to carry the sea water and save the villa from the flooding disaster!

For his choice, Ling Jiluo did not regret and annoyed too much, after all, he had now successfully broken through the barrier and entered the realm of the endless avenue of his heart, cultivating to a thousand miles in a day, and the climbing speed was beyond imagination.

What really made her deeply ashamed was her cowering and retreating from that battle, and she took the initiative to give up the opportunity to stand out for the Ling family out of selfish plots.

This kind of thing is extremely disgraceful, and it is a "shame" for those who practice martial arts!

And at that moment, the old sword god's question directly ripped off the last fig leaf of Ling Jiru, making her face her humiliating past and try to ask herself.

The self-esteem was damaged, and he was completely annoyed and angry, his voice was a little distorted and deformed, and he screamed: "Who are you, who are you?" You don't care if I come or not?! ”

This is in response to Lao Rao's question.

Why didn't you come during the flooding incident two years ago?

Yu Youcong smiled indifferently, plucked out his ears, and asked calmly: "You are the child born to your mother Yao Ying, although you have no blood relationship with me, but ...... If Sakura is still alive in the world, she definitely doesn't want her daughter to be a cowardly rat with her head and tail hidden, do you understand? ”

Ling Jiru's expression was hideous, and his eyes seemed to be coerced by a sharp blade, revealing his edge.

Without waiting for the words of the second daughter of the Ling family, the old sword god raised his voice and said in a loud voice, "Ling Pu doesn't care, the old man will take care of it!" ”

When these words came out, Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family dressed in white, was terrified, and she really shuddered.

It's just that in the past, when he was stubbornly bumping into Yu Youcong, this old sword god in a green shirt and white hair had also said such things to himself.

Ling Xiaoxiao will never forget in her life that the result of that collision with the sword god Yan Wei was that she was forcibly detained in that illusion filled with countless flying swords.

Rao is trying his best to protect his body and ensure that his body is not injured by sharp blades, but he still can't save a life, life and death, and he was bloodily killed by flying swords in the territory, and he died no less than a hundred times!

And right now, the person who is about to be "educated" by the Sword God has changed from Ling Xiaoxiao to Ling Yuun, the second daughter born to Yao Ying.

A woman wearing purple silk was in the air, and the woman with the word "unruly" in her name was surging with anger in her chest, and her blood filled her entire head.

Ling Ji's battle spirit has climbed to an extremely high level, and there is no higher one!

Two years ago, I stopped half-step, and the breakthrough was imminent, so in order to protect the hard-won cultivation, I chose to shrink into the mourning hall and shut up, resisting to participate in the war

Two years later, I have successfully broken through the bottleneck of the realm and entered the eighth-order avenue of the peak realm.

Isn't this a great opportunity to wash away the shame in front of us?

Ling Ji's fists were fierce, his eyes became more and more intense, and even a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

It was a kind of smile that appeared when you knew that there was no escape, and that there was only one way to fight.

It can be understood as an angry laugh, or it can be regarded as "living to die".

The courage and courage that belong only to the strongest martial arts are the only ones that can be havoc!

The young woman wearing purple silk on her body was full of spirit.

This is the time not to be lost.

Since it was again a battle provoked by you, a bad old man, if I still refuse to fight, wouldn't it really become the kind of "cowardly rat generation" in your mouth, and lose the face of the Ling family and my mother?

Practicing boxing is to defend oneself from fighting.

Practicing martial arts is to teach those who deserve to be taught a lesson "with their own hands".

After practicing boxing for so many years, practicing martial arts for so many years, suffering all the hardships, and crossing countless hardships and ups and downs, it is only then that we have today's realm and level of struggle.

And when faced with a high probability of being stronger than his own guy, he cowered, hiding and not daring to have any conflict with him, no different from a turtle with a shrunken head......

Outrageous?

For the children of the Ling family, there is no such ridiculous reason!

Fight and fight.

Why be afraid?

As the name suggests, the unruly people are unruly and arbitrary.

At this time, she lowered the pointed chin of the melon seed face, and stared at the green shirt and sword in front of her with a cruel and cold gaze, and she said to the white-haired old man in a calm voice: "You have to worry about it, heh, then come!" It's the same Great Dao Realm, do you think I'll be afraid of you? ”

Yu Youcong nodded slightly and commented: "This temperament is quite appetizing to me." Fist style and martial arts qualifications, should be inherited by your father, this temper, but inherited some of your mother's appearance when she was young, so ......"

After that "then", the old man didn't say a word.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Dayu sword behind his back again, holding it firmly in his hand, the royal blue dazzling blade was majestic, shocking.

There is no need to say more.

Out of the sword, you can.

The old man in the green shirt slashed with his sword, and suddenly, the domineering sword qi was destroyed.

The cyan rainbow light slashed at the purple silk!

Ling Jiluo was fully prepared, and his arms, which were filled with his natal internal force and fist gang, staggered and blocked his chest, and the whole body was full of true qi, which was visible to the naked eye.

To carry this slash of the old sword god.

Sword aura came from the front.

There was a fierce collision with Ling Ji's body!

There is a green manggang qi that diffuses the whole scene.

Just when Ling Ji was protecting himself with his two arms, he was engrossed in trying his best to dissipate those sword dao qi machines.

The old man in a green shirt had no warning and did not give people time or opportunity to react at all.

Just like that, he teleported to the right side of the purple silk woman's body.

The cyan sword qi had not completely dissipated, and the residual power was still there, so Ling Jiun couldn't get out quickly to respond.

Yu Youcong, who was holding the sword in his right hand, smiled, clenched his fist with his left hand, and threw it out with all his might, smashing it firmly on Ling Ji's right cheek!

After the giant force was spit out, the purple silk was instantly knocked away.

After receiving a punch from the Sword God on the right side of his face, Ling Ji couldn't help himself, and was directly beaten out, and his flight trajectory was oblique and straight, drawing a purple rainbow line.

Crashed into the Boundless Land!

In the blink of an eye, in the empty space above Tong Yuegui, Ling Jiru's figure was gone.

After witnessing this scene with her own eyes, Ling Xiaoxiao, who was in a-for-tat confrontation with the second sister, couldn't help but swallow her saliva and said to herself: "After this punch, the bruises on the left and right sides of the face are estimated to be symmetrical......"

Ling Zhen, the young man in the green robe, was also shocked.

The old sword god only delivered one punch, and he knocked Ling Jiun, a martial arts powerhouse with an eighth-order avenue realm, into the air, and there was no figure at all.

Such miracles are too incredible.

Ling Zhen thought about it, I'm afraid that only the old sword god of Yu Youcong Yu can achieve such an exaggerated realm in both boxing and swordsmanship!

After being beaten by Yu Youcong, even the owner of the Divine Mountain Villa, the "Terran Martial God" Ling Puling, who had the body of a god, had to lie on the bed for a whole before he had the strength to stand up again.

The weight of the fist that the old man surnamed Yu can make can be imagined.

It's like the embodiment of a god!

Ling Zhen's expression was eager, and he hurriedly swept to the side of the green-shirted old rao, and asked, "Senior Yu, my elder sister ...... she?"

Yu Youcong sighed lightly, put the Dayu sword held in his right hand into the back sheath, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can't die, the first sword, the old man only came out of fifty percent of his true qi." The punch that succeeded in the sneak attack was of course full strength, but thinking about it, she was a martial artist with Great Dao realm cultivation and could fight with her father Ling Pu, and after eating that punch, it shouldn't be a big problem, and she definitely couldn't hurt the Great Dao Fundamental. ”

Ling Zhen knew that the second sister had been injured more or less, and her mood would be affected miserably, so she frowned, her mouth moved, and she didn't say anything in the end, so she kept silent.

Yu Youcong glanced at Ling Zhen and said with a smile: "Don't think that the old man doesn't know what you're thinking in your stinky heart. Do you want to ask, the old man is clearly a sword-wielder, why did he use his fists to carry out a sneak attack? ”

Ling Zhen acquiesced.

Yu Youcong touched the beard on his chin, "Because I'm afraid of killing your second sister, that's just the reason." The old man's sword killing power is too strong, even your father's old puppet can't carry it, let alone a female doll who has just entered the end for a long time? In order not to hurt her too much, the old man decided to punch her, the first sword is just a trick, and bullying is my goal. ”

Ling Zhen pursed his lips, and after understanding the reason, he said with a straight face: "I see." For my second sister, I thanked my predecessors for their grace of not killing, and thank the old sword god for their mercy! ”

Yu Youcong was silent for a while, and suddenly looked the young man in the green robe up and down, seeing that the latter was a little hairy, the old sword god smiled and said: "Son, I heard that you have to go to the 'God of War Ruins' sent by your father to boil your body?" ”

Ling Zhen nodded, "Don't hide it from your predecessors, it's true." ”

Yu Youcong chuckled softly a few times, "Even the sword of the sword maniac can't make your son addicted, right, it's really a rare, so it's okay, you can suffer more than ordinary monks, and your progress will naturally be faster...... The old man is in a good mood today, do you need me to feed you a punch? ”

The meaning of the old sword god's words was very obvious.

is to ask Ling Zhen if he needs to fight with himself with boxing skills once, relying on the damage that he is destined to suffer when he is punched, to improve the strength of his body and body.

In short, do you want to eat a dozen meals?

Ling Zhen's face was immediately full of bitterness, and he was about to say something, but unexpectedly, Ling Xiaoxiao, a woman in white, swept over at this moment and came up.

Since that time, when the eight daughters of the Ling family were imprisoned in the Sword Realm with their true bodies and endured the miserable hardships of life and death, their attitude towards the Sword God Fish Youcong has changed greatly, and they have turned to respect for it.

At this time, Ling Xiaoxiao's smile was full of that beautiful face, she smiled and said diligently: "Senior, isn't this a coincidence?" When you didn't come to Tong Yuegui here, I chatted with my younger brother, and he just made it clear to me, I felt that the thousands of ghosts and ghosts in the ruins of the god of war, the punch was too light, it didn't hurt or itch on the body, it was like cotton, and the gain effect on the body was slight, so it was of no great use at all! It is every time I look forward to it, I hope that your old man can personally feed him a punch, and return you a punch, the effect must be leveraged, it is better than grinding in the ruins a hundred times and a thousand times, which not only saves time, but also greatly improves the strength of the body, which is twice the result with half the effort! ”

Ling Zhen had a wry smile on his face, and couldn't help but lament: "Sister Xiaoxiao, you're not ......"

The young man was thinking about "Aren't you hurting me", but suddenly realized that the old-timers have the heart to feed themselves boxing, and the hardships will be hardships, and the pain will be painful, but the actual effect must be there, and there will be a lot.

In the final analysis, this can't be regarded as harming people at all, so that sentence has not been said in the end.

"What am I? Am I not right? ”

Ling Xiaoxiao raised her chin and said to her younger brother, "Is it difficult, you don't always hope to let the old-timers feed you boxing, but the bad words of the seniors behind your back all day long, and you feel uncomfortable if you don't scold a word or two?" ”

Ling Zhen was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand vigorously, and denied it in a loud voice: "There is no such thing! How is that possible, how can I be bad for the old-timers?! Sister Xiaoxiao, don't talk nonsense. ”

A sweet smile appeared on Ling Xiaoxiao's face, "That's right, isn't that right, my brother is so sensible, he won't have the slightest disrespect for his seniors......"

Yu Youcong remembered the past night, when Ling Zhen first went out of his body to enter the realm of ten thousand swords, and after dying thousands of times in a row, he scolded himself in his sleep all night.

Although he went to the second neighbor, he specially ordered Long Jie to be ruthless when he took out his sword, and he had already taught Ling Zhen a lesson full of burden.

But until the back, Yu Youcong always realized that this surnamed Ling's mouth was stinky, and most of them said bad things about themselves behind his back, but some words did not enter his ears.

After listening to Ling Xiaoxiao's words today, the old sword god became more and more determined in his chest, and his guess was indeed the truth.

That being the case, today's punch is even more indispensable.

I have to give the eldest young master of the Divine Mountain Villa a sturdy "memory"!

"There's no need for anything more, son, just above this laurel, the old man will personally feed you a fist, okay-"

As soon as the words were finished, the old sword god in the green shirt hooked out with a punch.

In the middle, the green robe is young and rao-bellied.

Although Ling Zhen had taken precautions in advance, he was still beaten by this punch and flew out a distance of more than ten feet.

Yu Youcong pressed up, and made up for it with another punch, which made the young boy Ling Zhen go in another direction.

Above Zheng

Green shirts, beat green robes!

It's "Feed Punch", but in fact, the latter simply doesn't have the slightest room to fight back.

It's just a one-sided beating.

With his physique and body, he carried the old sword god's boxing, and his body was under the curtain, "flying" in completely different directions again and again!

Qingpao tried to escape.

Tsing Yi has always been in pursuit.

Ling Xiaoxiao, a woman in white, looked at this scene from a higher place, put her hands close to her mouth, made a trumpet shape, and went out with true anger, she shouted loudly with joy: "Senior, please start with a heavier hand, my younger brother is tenacious and tenacious, and he can bear it!" ”

The old man in the green shirt did not stop punching, and his strength really intensified.

In the process of being beaten, the young man in the green robe heard the words of the eighth sister, and he couldn't speak in the current situation.

I had to curse six words repeatedly in my heart.

Over and over again, a punch and a scolding.

"Ling Xiaoxiao of the dog-day!"

Ling Xiaoxiao, the seventh sister of the Ling family, hovered in the air, standing quietly, watching this wonderful show.

Ling Zhen, the eldest young master of the Ling family, was alone under the "feeding fist" from the sword god, so as to strengthen his body and improve his body's ability to carry injuries.

The second daughter of the Ling family, Ling Jiru, ate a punch from the right side of her cheek by Yu Youcong, and now she has been directly beaten to Tong Yuegui, and there is no trace.

Ling Yishui, the seventh daughter of the Ling family, who was still on the ground at Guiding, had completely lost her desire to cry at this time.

She was the one who stood still in white clothes, looking up at the high place, Ling Yishui was very emotional, and muttered to himself: "This family relationship, compared to Jiang Hu and I in the past, is already very harmonious......

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Bai Lu.

The name of this thing is the same as that of the white deer and the egret, but it is very different from it.

The body size is similar to that of an ordinary eagle, the whole body feathers are blue and white, the beak is blood red, and the top of the head is born with three inches of horns, which is similar to the color of Rao's skin.

The flight speed is extremely fast and quite aggressive.

Using the beak as an active killing weapon, if a single blow is successful, an adult tiger can be killed on the spot.

It's not a spiritual beast, but a kind of "demon metamorphosis", that is, a thing that the demon elite of an ancient era turned into after death.

In addition to its super combat ability, this Bailu Demon Transformation, with its innate supernatural powers, can greatly improve the number of Rao "qi".

Different people improve their luck.

If Bai Lu and Sword Cultivation form a contract, then the amount of Qi increased by Sword Cultivation must be closely related to Sword Dao, which is conducive to the rapid ascent of the monk in the Sword Dao field and slowly climbing towards a stronger realm.

If the person who made a contract with this Bai Lu was a person who had never practiced swords and had studied pure martial arts all his life, then this person would be able to improve his martial arts rapidly in the days to come, and he would be able to improve his martial arts rapidly.

And in the Splendid Dynasty of Hanlanzhou, the lucky person who really made a human-beast contract with this demon alien named "Bai Lu" was particularly noble and noble.

It is the eldest son of the orthodox royal family of the dynasty, the eldest prince Ling Mian!

One of the "crowns", the full name of the crown, originally refers to the kind of noble top hat that can only be worn on the emperor's head.

When the court's son Ling Heng named his eldest son Ling Mian back then, he thought of this early and did it deliberately.

Ling Mian is named after the word crown, and according to the old system of inheritance by the eldest son, he should be the future Emperor of Jinxiu, but after all, the palace is full of all kinds of intrigues, and in order to stabilize the position of the prince, he has also made a lot of efforts over the years.

The dark sect cultivated as a strong assassin, killing the second prince Ling Xing, who was most likely to compete with him for the throne and was extremely mature in mind and means.

used a deliberately fabricated reason, with the crime of causing trouble in the palace, and successfully framed Ling Hao, the third prince who was also unambitious, was directly demoted to a vertical son by his father.

put poison and turned the fourth prince Ling Yan, who was less than ten years old and did not pose a great threat to his accession to the throne, into a mute.

In addition to inflicting poisonous hands on his three younger brothers, Ling Mian has done a lot over the years in promoting and reusing his own party ministers, as well as excluding all kinds of dissidents and eliminating all the forces that hinder him from ascending to the throne in the future.

And the successful alliance with the demonic Bai Lu with magical powers made him even more confident and his self-confidence soared.

I feel that relying on the increasing royal spirit, as well as the identity of the prince I was born with, I will wait until the time when my father Ling Heng returns from the death.

There is no doubt that he is destined to be able to sit on the dragon chair at that time, ascend the throne, and become the new ninety-five supreme of the Splendid Dynasty, above 10,000 people, and His Majesty the emperor who bows down to hundreds of officials!

To the north of the imperial city, there is a high mountain.

At the top of the mountain, thousands of colorful flowers bloom into countless clusters of flowers, and when you go up the mountain, you can see that the high place looks like a sea of flowers.

It is said to imply that the splendid dynasty is peaceful and peaceful, and the people of all ethnic groups have harmonious relations, all of which are united and prosperous, and love each other.

This mountain was named "Jiuding Mountain" by the first emperor Ling Ye, and the name comes from the idiom "one word and nine tripods".

The pole, above all the people, is the supreme existence that can truly realize the promise of nine words.

Its name can be described as quite decent!

Only the royal nobles were allowed to enter and leave this mountain, and the rest of the ordinary people were not allowed to come within a radius of a mile.

Once the taboo is violated, he will be killed immediately and die on the spot.

This, hilltop location.

The eldest prince Ling Mian, dressed in luxurious clothes, came to the peak of Jiuding Mountain, accompanied by several strong men with cultivation power, hundreds of elite attendants, and a large number of servants and slaves.

Since he signed a contract with Bai Lu, at this time of every month, he would personally bring the baby demon who brought him the "Son's Qi" to the highest place of this mountain.

At the same time, several sturdy goshawks were released and allowed to be preyed upon by Bai Lu as a great pastime.

On the top of Jiuding Mountain, there were no less than fifty sturdy goshawks, which were bitten to death by Bai Lu, who was extremely fast.

I couldn't escape at all, and I was reduced to a meal in the belly.

At the end of the day, there were only twenty eagles left alive.

With an order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the guards were all released from those falcons.

The eagles flew in all directions, fleeing as fast as they could.

But as a result, the twenty goshawks that fled in different directions were all chased by Bai Lu one after another, and brutally bitten to death, leaving no one behind!

Just when the eldest prince was satisfied, and was about to call the demon to return, and was about to return home, an extremely fast arrow shot from a certain direction.

In an instant, the feathered arrow with feathers had pierced through the head of the demon molten Bai Lu, causing it to die instantly, falling straight from a high place.

Ling Mian's eyes were suddenly cracked, and his face was full of unbelievable expressions, shocked and terrifying!

After seeing this scene, the surrounding attendant monks shouted "There is an assassin" as if they were facing a great enemy, protecting Prince Ling who was in the center.

was protected by everyone to talk about Ling Mian, still in a daze, looking at the curtain with dull eyes, and whispering to himself: "My Bailu, my imperial qi ......"

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A place that is extremely far away from Jiuding Mountain.

A cherry skirt girl whose real identity is the only daughter of Guan Bi, the "Sword Saint" of the Holy Light Clan of Xingchen Continent.

For the first time in his life, he shot an arrow with his own strength.

The feather arrow burst out, drawing an arc, I don't know how many miles it crossed, the speed was extremely fast, and it directly penetrated the brain of the demon Bai Lu, and shot one of them to death!

The archery skills of the girl in the pink skirt have been completely revealed after this first shot.

In addition to her own qualifications, there is another important factor in such a miraculous creation.

Her master is the pinnacle of archery among the top ten masters of the Han Lanzhou Human Race - "Ten Thousand Miles Archer" Zheliu!

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Western Regions, Pulian Mountain Garan Temple.

The open space in the middle of the temple is the place where all the monks perform martial arts.

Here, no less than 8,000 feudal monks, all of whom use swords as weapons, in addition to Buddhism, they have studied the way of the sword all their lives and kept improving.

The person who is responsible for demonstrating to everyone today and playing the role of template leader is a young man wearing a red monk's robe and holding a gorgeous sword

This person's age will not exceed the age of standing, and his eyebrows are heroic and quite handsome.

The color of the pupils is very different, black and blue.

A young man dressed in a red monk's robe danced his sword alone on a high platform, performing exquisite swordsmanship alone.

Below the stage were all the monks of the Garan Temple, all staring intently at the sword skills of the men on the stage.

Like this, the opportunity for the abbot's eldest disciple, Huo Di, who has the title of "Sword Buddha", to show his skills in person is really extremely rare and rare!

It needs to be cherished, and every minute and second must not be missed.

Once you learn a thing or two from the sword techniques of this famous Buddhist sword cultivator, you can use them for your own use.

Then it is destined to benefit a lot in this life!

Huo Di, a young feudal monk, is immersed in the process of sword dance performance, engrossed in the precision and subtlety of the sword.

Without noticing the heights, there was a fluctuating golden qi that slowly fell towards the spirit cover above his head.

Inside a room in the temple.

An old monk in a dark red robe sits cross-legged with his eyes closed.

On his knees lies a long unsheathed sword, the blade of which is extremely sharp, and there are colors flowing on the sword, which is endlessly fantastical!

This divine sword is of excellent grade, even if you look at the entire Hanlan Continent, it can naturally be ranked in the top ten.

In fact, the owner of this sword is also this old monk.

In addition to being the abbot of the Garan Temple, he is also one of the top ten masters of the Hanlan Continent Human Race!

He is known as the "Master of the Thousand Hands", or more directly, he is revered as the "Thousand Hands Guanyin".

The killing power of his sword is huge, comparable to Master Baizhu, the abbot of Qingling Temple, one is the sharpest spear, and the other is the strongest shield, and the two correspond.

The real name of Master Qianshou is unknown, and the world only knows that he has practiced Zen Jiazi for more than ten years, ranking among the top ten masters of the human race.

It is enough to prove its strength and status!

This thousand-armed Guanyin, who sits in the Garan Temple of Zen Buddhism in the Western Regions and is respected by the world as the pinnacle of Buddhist swordsmanship, has been closed since half a month ago.

Today, a decision has finally been made.

He was full of self-blame, and was determined to compensate his precious disciple Huo Di, who was seriously injured because he went to the Central Plains to assassinate Lu Yi, the palace master of the Peach Blossom Palace, and his Dao cultivation was greatly damaged.

Suddenly, the old monk opened his eyes.

He grasped the colorful sword and held the hilt with both hands.

The extremely sharp tip of the sword pointed high.

A wisp of rich golden true qi drilled out from the sharpest part of the blade, fluttered upward, and left the room.

That's half of the Buddha Qi in the body of the Thousand Hands Master!

He made amends by doing so.

The old monk smiled gently, and he only felt that he owed nothing to his beloved disciples, and he was calm and unlimited.

I fell to a realm, and the eldest disciple ascended to a realm.

The poor monk fell out of the ten people in the Hanlan Continent in exchange for the infinite path of the disciples.

This trade can be done!

No loss.

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The mountain behind Qingling Temple.

In a secret room on the sunny slope of Qingling Mountain.

There are 36 bronze carvings of ancient Buddha placed in the west head.

In the center of the room, there are seventy-two types of green lanterns, and the candles are faint but long-lasting.

The green lantern formed a large circle, and in the circle, a hairless man with very white skin knelt on the ground, his palms folded in front of his head, in a gesture of sincere prayer.

I don't know how long or how long I will remain in this position.

He didn't know how long he would be like this.

The Buddha put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the ground.

He let go, but he didn't become a Buddha.

Then you might as well try it on your knees.

Kneeling to the one where the causes are sufficient and the Buddha is complete, he stands up again.

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Within the territory of the Dapu Dynasty.

Cult lair.

Inside the house.

A red-haired man in armor sat on a chair, straightened, arms outstretched, palms facing in the shape of hooked claws, alone, looking up at the flower board and laughing.

This burst of unbridled laughter reached the outside of the house.

Directly led to the realm outside this house, there were fierce ghosts crying, demons wailing, and terrifying chaos everywhere, if the real Nose Hell!

The man in the chair had a thin face, slightly sunken cheeks, and a face as white as a fat powder, with a feminine beauty.

A long thick hair that looks like blood, like a waterfall of blood.

One-eyed, wearing an eye patch embroidered with black lines on a gold background, only one eye is exposed, and the pupils are faintly purple.

The eyebrows are high, the eyes are fierce, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin and moderately thick, and the lips are red.

If it weren't for the only one glance left, in fact, the man's appearance could indeed be called the best in the world!

The armor he wore on his body, at a glance, must have been unusually heavy, and his whole body was pitch black and inky, thick and large.

A pair of beasts on the left and right shoulders swallowed, I don't know what kind of ancient beast it is, in short, it is extremely terrifying and hideous, which makes people chill when they see it.

Due to the size of the beast swallowed on his shoulders, it was very large and huge, and from a distance, the figure of the red-haired man had increased a lot.

As the giant of the Demon Dao of the Han Blue Continent, he grinned, his teeth were white, revealing two sharp tiger teeth, and he shouted while laughing: "Eighth Order Dao, this is the Great Dao...... From now on, I am also a person who has endless cultivation, haha, haha! ”

At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open.

A young-looking, medium-sized man with a slight shadow in his eyes suddenly appeared at the door.

The young man did not enter the house decisively, but stood at the door frame, clasped his fists and saluted, and then bowed and said respectfully: "Contemptible Xia Yuan, from afar." I am here today, and I have made a special trip to visit the predecessor of the ghost king Lu. ”

The Demon Sect Ghost King surnamed Lu raised his eyebrows and asked in a tone that was not very good: "I don't know you, why are you visiting me?" If you want to die, you should find a good place! ”

"I didn't expect that Lu Tongxuan, the 'King of Ten Thousand Ghosts' who was famous and powerful in the Great Pu Kingdom, would have such a beautiful and magnetic voice......"

Xia Yuan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Dare to ask the ghost king's seniors, can you play Go?" ”

Lu Tongxuan, who was red-haired, white-faced, red-lipped, and wearing a pitch-black giant armor, was stunned for a moment after hearing this very inexplicable question, and then said simply: "This king knows a little bit about Yidao. ”

The young man who dared to break into the deepest part of the ghost cult's lair alone only stepped into the house after receiving this answer from the Ghost King Lu.

Xia Yuan came to the big chair where Lu Tongxuan was sitting, put one hand behind his waist, stood up, and said with a smile: "Since the ghost king can play Go, then everything is fine." Contemptible people are also a little good at chess, and today they dare to come here because they want to join hands with their predecessors and play a big game of chess together. ”

Lu Ghost King seemed to have zero interest, smiled casually, and asked, "The young man's tone is not, how big is this big chess game of yours?" ”

The young man standing in front of the ghost king god laughed in front of Lu Tongxuan, his expression was calm and full of confidence.

Xia Yuan stretched out his hand, pointed upward, and slowly opened his mouth to say three words: "Bida." ”

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Eight hundred miles of flame mountain.

The daughter of Xuanyuan Yin, the lord of the Xuanyuan Sword Furnace, Xuanyuan Taiping.

He was only sixteen years old, at the peak of the second-order Red Dust Realm.

With the help of a slight fire, you can achieve a fairy-like wind travel, and the land is unrestrained!

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Stone Breaks.

On the top of the snow peak, a man with the cultivation of the Tribulation Realm came to steal the golden retriever of Wuyue, but was punched back by a handsome young man in white, and had to flee in embarrassment.

The white-faced golden ape roared hoarsely as he tried his best to retreat: "Call Dongfang Bai, I remember you!" You wait for me, one day, my old Xie will definitely come to you for revenge! ”

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In the southwest of the Blue Continent, a country that is about to perish due to famine due to drought.

It is brought back to life by the arrival of a woman dressed in blue clothes.

It will not fall to the deplorable state of destroying the country.

Tens of thousands of people survived!

The woman led the rain to water the farmland, and after the rain fell into the field, everything recovered, and the crops grew again.

And the growth is amazing.

One day can be equivalent to an entire year's harvest!

The whole country kneels to the goddess.

All the people, without exception, worship it as a farmer and a god of spring, and set up incense at home to worship.

The woman in blue is in the sky.

Immerse yourself in the incense gas floating below, fluttering like a fairy.

She was in a good mood, turned her head, and smiled at the monk hovering beside her.

Wrapped in a wide purple monk's robe, he looks like a porcelain rao jade-faced monk, and his smile is bright at the moment.

Women are also happy.

This pair of masters are all smiling, like peach blossoms in March!

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A mountain in the Kunlun Snow Mountain.

was stabbed by someone, and the peak was cut off!

The person who made the knife was a woman who was from a very wealthy family, but still liked to wear coarse linen clothes.

She has been practicing knife art for more than ten years.

Today's knife was named by the woman "to keep the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun".

I slash to myself and laugh!

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South China Sea.

A Jedi, always suspended above a huge island high above.

A hidden spot on the island.

A young man wearing a dark robe came to the cluster, and he successfully met the owner of this floating island.

As soon as he saw the owner of the island, the young man immediately clasped his fists and saluted, and said bluntly: "My name is Zhang Yi, and I came to visit Emperor Zhuge this time, just for one thing, I want to ask the emperor to accept me as a disciple and pass on my swordsmanship!" ”

The owner of the island, surnamed Zhuge Fu, was wearing a snow-white crane coat, after he heard this, he smiled kindly, with some kind of extreme "eyesight", he said gently: "You are a member of the Ice Ghost Clan?" Why don't you go to worship the Great Emperor of your Frost Continent as a teacher, and come to me? I, Zhuge Jielu, have been confiscated disciples for many, many years. ”

Zhang Yi looked at the white-haired emperor in front of him with black veil wrapped in his eyes, he was silent for a moment, his attitude was solemn and formal, and he responded loudly: "Because, Zhaoran's swordsmanship is not as good as Emperor Zhuge , I want to become the first sword cultivator of the Ice Ghost Clan in the future, and he can't teach me!" ”

The Zhuge Island Lord, whose eyes were covered by a black cloth scarf, immediately burst out laughing when he heard this, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Yan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Wow, this statement is full of courage, young, it should be so vigorous!" ”

Zhang Yi's eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "Then the emperor is willing to accept me as an apprentice?" ”

The white-haired, white-bearded, black-haired old man did not answer this question directly, he just smiled and said, "The future is yours, of course, ours." But more, I think, belongs to the younger generation of you! ”

The young man in the dark clothes blinked quickly, and said with some hesitation: "But I...... Didn't you come from the Blue Continent? ”

The Terran Emperor Zhuge Jielu shook his head, the smile on his mouth did not decrease, but he spit out two words softly: "The same." ”

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Through the sky above the laurel.

Ling Zhen finally stopped being beaten.

Just as he was secretly transporting the true qi of the green dragon to heal his wounds, he suddenly heard the words of the old man in the green shirt in his ears.

Yu Youcong said happily: "This physique has indeed improved, it is much stronger than two years ago, and the five elements of the spiritual root have been perfected, so the old man, today I will pass on to you a style of spirit sword debt water dragon chant 'Okay!' ”

The young man in the green robe was overjoyed, and almost even the pain on his body had been sharply reduced, and he was no longer in the way.

Before he could excitedly shout out the sentence "Thank you, senior", Ling Zhen's whole person was shrouded in a cloud of cyan mist.

Suddenly, the fog flashed.

Thousands of mountains and rivers have been crossed.