Situ Zhuxiang held the sword in his right hand, put his left palm on his chest, closed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Ami...... Yes! ”

Before the Buddha name was finished, Situ Zhuxiang let out a terrible scream.

The cry was transmitted to the bottom of the star-picking building, and everyone watching the battle was surprised.

There is no shortage of people at the bottom of the building who are self-cultivated and have excellent eyesight, and when they saw what was happening on the roof, they exclaimed: "Arm, he broke an arm!" ”

The Golden Body Sword Buddha has now lost his golden body, and at this moment, his true qi has been excessively depleted, and the strength of his physical body has dropped sharply, and in an unsuspecting situation, he was successfully attacked by a sneak attack!

What shaved off Situ Zhuxiang's right arm was a gorgeous sword qi that was dazzling gold.

It was a flying sword made by Ling Zhen condensing the Eight Extremes Blade of Situ Ran, the city lord of Flying Fox City.

One hit.

At the same time as Situ Zhuxiang's broken arm, there was also a gold ingot, one of the top ten divine swords in the world.

"You...... You ......"

The incident happened suddenly, and Situ Zhuxiang, who had not yet fully reacted, thought that the fierce sword qi was issued by Wang Pei, and his face was full of horror, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

At this time, a slender figure slowly walked onto the top of the star-picking building, and the man with yellow hair said in a voice that was enough to resound through half of Jiang Xincheng: "Everyone, as a witness, I saw Wang Pei cut off Situ Zhuxiang's right arm with a flying sword, and I declare that the winner of this battle is the young master of the Supreme Sword Palace, 'Glass Sword Marquis' Wang Pei!" ”

As soon as these exciting words came out, the emotions of the people at the bottom of the building were pushed to the highest point in one fell swoop, and the voices of the people were full of cheers and shocking the sky.

"You...... Who are you?! ”

Situ Zhuxiang grinned and asked in severe pain with his broken arm.

"I'm your father, and my name is Situ Feixiang. If you see things that are not the same, you will see them as they are. ”

The yellow-haired man tilted his head and smiled, "Good son, if you don't want your other arm to fall to the ground, it's better to get away as soon as possible." ”

At this moment, another young man in a cyan robe arrived at the top of the building.

After Ling Zhen came to the highest place, he squinted his eyes with a smile, looked at Situ Zhuxiang, nicknamed the Sword Buddha, and said in a fluttering tone: "You don't have any golden body, you can't carry my flying sword at all." ”

Compared with the sword path Buddha Huo Di, this fat monk is really far behind.

There is a world of difference between the level of combat power!

Situ Zhuxiang's eyes were about to erupt with anger, his teeth were clenched, and he made a "squeak" sound, and after a while, he glanced at the faces of Ling Zhen and Qiu Jin, and said in a deep voice: "Please also ask the two of you to report your real name, Situ Zhuxiang will seek revenge on you one day!" ”

The young green-robed guest reported to his home: "In Xia Lingzhen, from outside the sky, Your Excellency is welcome to seek revenge on me at any time." ”

Situ Zhuxiang only didn't know what to do.

What extraterrestrial? Do you think you are an immortal?

The yellow-haired man bent down and picked up the red-gold ingot from the ground, held it in his hand and played with it casually, and replied casually: "You want to seek revenge on me?" Okay, my name is Qiu Jin, and I'm waiting for you at any time. ”

When Situ Zhuxiang heard this, he was shocked and asked, "You...... Are you really the autumn gold known as the 'Second Sword Master'?! ”

Ling Zhen was a little jealous, turned his head and said, "Brother Qiu, your fame is so big that I feel a little inferior." ”

Qiu Jin smiled casually, the clouds were light and light, "That name has long been abolished, why do you mention it?" ”

He pointed at Wang Pei again and said with a smile: "Oh, I don't believe you ask him, am I the bastard Qiu Jin who robbed the Sword Palace of the strongest sword forging in fifty years." ”

Wang Pei nodded at Situ Zhuxiang, and said firmly: "This person is indeed Qiujin, more than ten years ago, he snatched the Open Heaven Gate from the hands of my uncle Wang Qinghong. ”

Situ Zhuxiang stared at Qiu Jin's face for a while, and said in a loud voice: "Qiu Jin, when I recover my strength in the future, I will definitely go to you to duel." ”

Then the fat monk shouted angrily at Ling Zhen, a green-robed guest: "The surname Ling, you and I will officially fight in the coming day, so that I can avenge today's broken arm and leave!" ”

After speaking, Situ Zhuxiang jumped down from the top of the star-picking building about 20 zhang high, and then went into the distance with a very fast body.

Ling Zhen muttered, "If I see you again next time, I will let you change from a monk to a eunuch." ”

"Wang Pei, I haven't seen you for ten years, you are still so weak, and your backbone has risen a lot......"

Qiu Jin smiled and raised the golden ingot sword in his hand, "Now that I have the gate of heaven, I don't want the immortal in your hand, but this gold ingot, one of the top ten divine swords in the world, belongs to me, and it is my reward for saving you." ”

"Why did you save me?"

Wang Pei asked solemnly in a suppressed voice.

"Because you're dead, Yu'er will be sad."

Qiu Jin said slowly thoughtfully, "It's been ten years, your sister Wang Yu'er...... You should be married, right? ”

"Not yet."

Wang Pei responded in a positive voice.

"Oh, that's good......"

Qiu Jin nodded, pretending to be relaxed and asked again, "Then does she have a marriage contract with someone else?" ”

"Not either."

"Ha, that's better."

Ling Zhen's head turned sharply, thinking about what the relationship between this girl named Wang Yu'er and Brother Qiu was?

If you think about it, you can guess.

It must be another fragrant-glamorous story.

Qiu Jin quickly pulled out the black sword on his waist to open the gate of heaven, and said to Wang Pei, who was paralyzed on the ground: "Come, I'll give Yu'er's brother a little gift." ”

Lightly swung a sword.

Wang Pei was taken aback, his chest shook violently, and he felt an inexplicable qi rush into his body like a big river flowing into a stream.

Like a flood bursting the embankment, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

"This sword is called 'the four seas are home'."

Qiujin smiled, "You can just take it." ”

Ling Zhen naturally remembered that day above the Yellow River and below the canopy, Wei Jie, the "Green Dragon Sword Immortal" from the Ruins of the Immortals, gave him a sword and water dragon yin.

At that time, Ling Zhen actually had a yearning for the ruins called "Qi Xian".

Infinite curiosity, I want to see what the rivers and lakes in other places will be like.

And now, I don't know where the divine forcibly dragged him into this world, and it is really as Ling Zhen hoped in the past, and he has entered a different river and lake.

It's a bit more than I expected.

Adapt, definitely adapt.

But if you want to get along, it's not an easy task.

"You...... What did you do to me?! ”

Wang Pei opened his mouth wide in disbelief and asked in surprise.

"It's nothing, but I gave you a little bit of sword intent."

Qiu Jin said, "In the ten years of seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River, I have integrated my life's sword intent into ten moves, and created a set of ten-year swordsmanship. ”

The tremor in Wang Pei's chest stopped, and he tried to feel it quietly, and found that his originally empty spirit platform was miraculously filled again!