Chen Ping played his sword loudly, and he didn't bother to hide his own skills.

He kind of got it.

This way to Feiyundu, what you need to face is not only the crazy pursuit of the Hu forces of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but also the people who come because of fame or because of interests.

Among them, a thief is not a thief, and a chivalrous man is not necessarily a chivalrous man.

The rivers and lakes may no longer be rivers and lakes, and even, the Han and Hu people don't have to be too clear.

Right and wrong, black and white, just look at the position......

It's a mess at the end.

In this case, the weak have no say.

Only the sword in hand is the most trustworthy partner.

It is also the most fearful, and it makes people talk about etiquette and black and white.

He held the sword in his hand, the blade of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, his body was murderous, and his blood was surging, just like the deep sea lurking in the abyss......

looks young, but has an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty.

People dare not underestimate it.

"Yuanxi hero, right, it's not easy for you to run such a reputation, and you are likely to do a lot of good things on weekdays......

Listen to my advice, before you inquire about the whole story, it is better for everyone to not interfere with the river water, and there is no need to fight to the death. ”

"Just you?"

The long-bearded old man smiled dumbly, reached out and stroked the long beard under his chin, shook his head, and didn't bother to answer.

It's not that I didn't inquire clearly.

On the contrary, it is clear.

Wanting to take the county lord of Mingyue from Yuanxi and go straight to Linshan Mansion, the little guy was thinking too much.

Fame and wealth are in front, whether you can soar or not depends on this time, how can it be just a few sentences, and you can get through the test with a red mouth and white teeth saying something nice?

As soon as Chen Ping saw this person's expression, he already understood that what he said just now could be regarded as playing the piano to the cow.

"It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words...... In this case, everyone has their own ability and destiny. ”

His eyes were cold, and he didn't say anything more.

It's just that the fingers holding the sword are slightly tight, and the killing intent is stronger.

After all, this is not the afterlife, and sometimes, there is not so much truth in killing and being killed.

There is no need to distinguish between good guys and bad guys, Han people and Hu people.

Draw your sword and divide life and death, that's all.

The crowd of spectators around was still watching the excitement before.

Now, the eye-catching ones are basically all standing far away, just peeking and not daring to approach.

This is a very different time than before.

Challenges and competitions, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, are only divided into high and low.

Nowadays, it is a matter of life and death......

The two sides are murderous, and the shot is not serious, if the shot is out of control and accidentally injures the diners next to them, there is nowhere to shout injustice.

"If it were me, I'd take someone and run away...... Didn't he know that Zhao Yunshen, the hero of Yuanxi, was a first-class peak master who opened the Eight Veins of the Strange Scriptures?

Within a radius of 100 miles, it is very famous, and there are many disciples and grandchildren. Even if the master of the land list passes by, he must visit the door, and he dare not underestimate it. ”

"I heard that before Tian Qi became famous, he was just a beggar, relying on his amazing power and learning some martial arts, so he became popular.

But after all, he came from a humble background, so how can he understand how strong some famous people in the rivers and lakes are? ”

"No one thinks that Tian Qiyi has a sword in his hand, looking at all directions, very majestic? I don't think he's going to lose......"

"You know what?"

"Don't look at his age, and then ask who Yuanxi Daxia is, don't say it's three hundred and five on the Qianlong list, even if he enters the top hundred, whether he can block Zhao Daxia's three moves is unknown."

"Not to mention, this time, Senior Zhao also brought the eldest disciple of the Chunshui Sword Pavilion Liuquan Sword Cheng Fang, as well as the seven major disciples under the sect, obviously with the intention of winning......"

The onlookers could see it clearly.

Among them, there are several masters of the rivers and lakes, but they are thinking in their hearts, whether they will also intervene in it and get a piece of the pie.

The wanted warrant of Xingqing Mansion is nothing, and the reward of the Beihu Mission, that is, the gold and silver mountains will not be changed......

They, giving too much.

As for whether it is Dali or Northern Zhou, what does it matter?

Three hundred years after the founding of the country, he didn't see the people living well, and it was not in dire straits.

It's the same for whoever is in power.

"What a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, junior brother, go and save the county lord of Mingyue, this person will be handed over to me to deal with."

Liuquan Sword Cheng Fang looked capable and steady, and the long sword in his hand was also three points wider than ordinary people......

He drew his sword in his hand, and his breath was mighty, giving people the feeling of being continuous like water and pervasive.

It is also a Kaiqi meridian with more than five veins.

Chen Ping's eyes flashed slightly, thinking that this old man surnamed Zhao of Yuanxi had a hand in his disciples.

The eight disciples under the sect are all extraordinary.

The worst one is a little stronger than Jiang Teng, a disciple of the Changkong Martial Arts Hall who he shot with his sleeve crossbow that day.

However, time has changed, and what I am today is no longer the me I was yesterday.

The sword momentum of the Liuquan Sword Cheng Fang turned into a continuous stream, obviously a sword in front of the face, but it was entwined from all directions.

The four disciples behind him were smiling, their bodies flashed, and they rushed with their swords to the flower face behind Chen Ping, who had already put down the chicken legs.

These people have long understood that in order to get the reward of the Northern Zhou Hu people, it is not just about killing this rising star of the Hidden Dragon List.

The key is still that harmless little girl.

There is no room for error.

"People die for money, birds die for food, it's a pity, it's a pity ......"

Chen Ping, who was trapped by the sword momentum of the Liuquan Sword Cheng Fang, didn't seem to move, and there was still a trace of ridicule on his face.

It seemed to move again, and the right half of his body became blurred for a moment.

It's like looking at the scenery from the water, and the view is not clear.

The four young swordsmen who had just rushed past him from the side, running and running, fell to the ground......

Blood in his neck gushed like a fountain, gurgling in his throat.

The sword in his hand has long since fallen to the ground, and there is a clang.

"Senior brother...... What did you do? ”

Cheng Fang's eyes were cracking, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

His swordsmanship is as dense as water, trapping the opponent firmly in place, and even taking a step forward, pointing at the middle palace, forcing the opponent to fight hard.

In this foolproof situation, he didn't see clearly how the other party made a move, and how he killed his four junior disciples?

Chen Ping crossed the sword, and the slight force in his hand was strengthened, and a huge concussive force was sent out from the sword.

As soon as Cheng Fang's sword momentum stabbed, it felt like stabbing on the top of the mountain, and all the back moves were invalid.

Under the huge force of the shock, the figure couldn't stand, and couldn't help but lean back and staggered back.

I heard a sneer in my ears: "Do you still need to ask?" Seeking benevolence and benevolence, they want to kill themselves, and no one is to blame. ”

He shook Cheng Fang back with a sword and estimated the opponent's sword power......

This person's internal strength sword technique is actually not weak, and his internal qi cultivation has already reached the fourth level, and he is full of sword power, and under the blessing of internal qi, he also has five or six thousand catties of sword power.

Ordinary fine iron can be cut with a sword, such as broken rotten wood.

This kind of strength realm, against the general second-rate rivers and lakes, is naturally crushed with his hands, no wonder the bull is angry......

obviously heard that he had many achievements, and he dared to boast about Haikou and said that he had won himself.

It's a pity that the realm is sometimes not the same thing as combat power.

Chen Ping's qi and blood strength now have reached an incredible 16,000 catties, and the Qingfeng Shadowless Sword Technique has long been completed.

When he made a move, not only was his strength extremely strong, but it should not be measured by the third-order realm at all......

The swordsmanship is even more invisible, and the sword is out to the point where there is no warning.

The heart moves and the sword moves.

The sword cares first......

Before others could see his move, he had already been tricked.

The four disciples of the Chunshui Sword Pavilion passed by him, wanting to scratch the face...... It's true that I took a plane to see Lord Yama, and I couldn't stop it.

Fang Er stepped back.

Without waiting for Chen Ping to take a step forward, the sword momentum fell.

There was another roar in the lobby.

The bearded old man, Zhao Yuanshen, the hero of Yuanxi, couldn't hold back any longer.

I don't know if this person likes to eat "called chicken" on weekdays, and his voice makes people have to be convinced......

Casually shouting, the internal qi is agitated, and it can shake the inn and make people tremble, for fear that the house will collapse in the next moment.

More powerful than his voice is his sword.

The cheers had just been spoken.

Zhao Yunshen was already out of the sword, and he came first, and before Cheng Fang swung his sword, a sword pierced more than ten zhang away, and arrived in front of Chen Ping.

The sword light is like a match......

At first, it was like spring water, and then it turned into a long river.

In front of Chen Ping, the sword momentum rose layer by layer, the light shone, and turned into a raging sea.

"Spring Water Sword Technique, that's Spring Water Sword Technique."

"The spring water flows eastward, the sea is rippling, and the waves are heavy."

There was a whisper all around.

"Huh!"

Chen Ping's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he wanted to use the victory to stab this Chunshui Sword Pavilion disciple to death with a sword while shaking back Cheng Fang's sword momentum.

I found that the sword momentum in front of me overlapped and collapsed into a big surge.

The vitality is surging all around, and the undercurrent is swirling......

He seemed to be in the middle of the water, and before the opponent's sword arrived, under the attraction of the qi, the gurgling force had caused his body to deflect, and he hit straight towards the blade of the sword.

"There are a few brushes, no wonder they are famous."

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't try to resist the opponent's sword momentum at the moment, but just followed the undercurrent, turned into a fluttering butterfly, and flew and leaped in the place where the sword light shrouded every inch.

He was also in no hurry to counterattack.

The other party's cultivation is profound, and his swordsmanship is also quite exquisite, and since he walked the rivers and lakes, there are not many opportunities to fight against such a strong opponent.

It doesn't hurt to see and understand more.

Just like three days ago, after fighting with the lifeless sword old man, he felt that he had a little more confidence and a lot of insights.

There are all kinds of indescribable benefits for the improvement of one's own cultivation.

Thinking of the Lifeless Sword, he found that the person in front of him was even more ferocious. However, the lethality is actually not as strong as the old man of the sword, who is known as the "sword slave".

When the old man took out his sword, Chen Ping couldn't even dodge it......

was shrouded by the opponent's gas machine, and had to fight hard.

Moreover, the old man stabbed out with a sword, and attacked from the spirit to the body.

A strange force of annihilation and erosion went straight into the internal organs......

With Chen Ping's strong physique, he couldn't completely resist it, and he was injured and spurted blood in an instant.

And what about Zhao Yunshen in front of him.

Apparently there is no such attack power.

It's not that his internal qi is insufficient, or that his sword power is too weak.

Rather, there is one less idea, or rather, a belief.

However, Yuanxi Daxia is a veteran master after all, and he is completely worthy of his fame.

Under the blessing of the internal qi, the sword power was strong, and even the entire space was slashed by the sword light, and the ripples were distorted...... If you really want to measure it by strength, there are not 20,000 catties of strength, but there are 17,800 catties.

Of course, as long as it involves the scope of the internal qi inducing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force attack, it cannot be calculated with a simple physical strength.

Sometimes, the sword qi needle, as long as it is tough and sharp enough, maybe as long as it is a few catties of strength, it can penetrate an opponent with extremely strong defense.

The premise is that you can hit the right person.

The more urgent Zhao Yunshen's sword momentum became, the sword power became heavier and heavier, and it directly stirred up the three zhang Fangyuan, and the air was distorted......

But the sword light stabbed back and forth, slashing horizontally and vertically, but it couldn't be realized.

It seems that Chen Ping's figure has turned into a phantom, a powerful ghost.

It looked like it was still shrouded in sword momentum, but it was as if it didn't exist......

"Yan Hui Butterfly Dance, I didn't expect you to learn the secret skills of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, but just by dodging, you want to escape with your life, but you don't want to."

Zhao Yunshen shot more than ten swords, but the swords missed, and the old face was a little unbearable.

At this moment, he didn't even care too much about the deaths of several of his apprentices.

He is a dignified Yuanxi hero, a first-class top master, and he has to fight dozens or hundreds of rounds against a rising star with more than 300 people on the hidden dragon list. Spreading it out, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?

"A thousand waves!"

He took a step further, and a white face suddenly turned blood-red.

The long sword in his hand shook slightly.

The air was filled with the sound of rushing water.

The sword qi surged, and the inn lobby seemed to really turn into a blue sea.

Countless sword shadows turned into big waves and strangled towards the middle.

The swords roared in all directions, turning into a whirlpool, trapping Chen Ping in it.

"But that's it."

Chen Ping chuckled.

After seeing through Zhao Yunshen's sword momentum, he only felt that he had gained a lot, he no longer kept his hand, and as soon as his body was empty, dozens of afterimages appeared.

The blue wave sword light flashed, and the afterimages were shattered one by one.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Zhao Yunshen's sword qi frenzy suddenly closed and slashed down.

The air exploded and shot out, and a ray of sky light was cut out of the middle of the inn, and it was split in half.

However, he didn't see the blood splashed from Chen Ping's body.

No, his man and his sword are gone.

"Poof......

Just when Zhao Yunshen found out that something was wrong and wanted to return the sword to protect himself, his body was stunned, and he suddenly froze in place.

When I looked down, a sword tip was already exposed on my chest, and blood was dripping.

The dragon's roar of the sword only reached everyone's ears at this time......

"This ......"

"Master!"

"Master......"

Several people were crying and screaming and were about to rush forward.

"The breeze is shadowless, the breeze is clear, the ...... is clear"

Zhao Yunshen's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't lift it in one breath.

With all his strength, he raised his left hand and motioned for his disciples not to step forward.

Not only is the opponent's body so powerful that he can't even stab himself, but his swordsmanship is even more skillful, obviously when he killed his four disciples before, he had already seen his shadowless swordsmanship clearly, and he was on guard.

However, when he first faced the sword, he was still fascinated by the illusion and the breeze......

What the eyes see, what the internal qi senses, is all fake.

The sword is there, and it's not.

So much so, after being hit by the sword, I found out that the other party's phantom was fake, Qingfeng was fake, and even the people were fake.

This kind of swordsmanship has reached the point where the legend of the Breeze Shadowless Sword hides the sword and there is no shadow in the shadow......

That's careless.

Blinded by interests, he underestimated his opponents.

The previous sword stabbed him in the heart, and the huge force struck him, shattering his internal organs long ago.

Shattered his dantian qi sea, and even the last trace of vitality was shattered.

Such attack power.

Even if you fight head-on, you may not be able to fight hard, not to mention, your body and swordsmanship are all at a disadvantage.

How could he not die?

Zhao Yun let out a long sigh and glanced at several of his disciples with pity, feeling regret in his heart and flooding his heart.

The head hung down, and there was no breath at all.

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Some book friends feel that the strength level in the book is in the clouds, and some book friends have not even read martial arts, which is a little helpless.

This chapter is a little verbose......

In order not to be watery, I still won't use too much ink on my practice in the future, at most I will only mention one or two sentences.

Regarding the complementarity of realm and skills, the relationship between internal force and light power, swordsmanship, and what is the difference between body strength and internal qi attack power, I won't explain much, and I can't understand my own brain supplement.

A little summary: Practicing body qi and blood martial arts:

First order: musculoskeletal skin;

Second order: visceral blood marrow;

The third order: condensation and gathering elements (mixed element iron body), opening three clear holes;

Fourth-order: Gathering blood condensation pill (silver body), opening three hidden holes;

Fifth Order: Transformation Gang, Condensation of Innate Gang Jin (Mixed Yuan Golden Body, Formation of Martial Intent, Opening of the Three Divine Skills).

Sixth Order: True Gang Phase,

Seventh Order: I'll mention it later.

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Qi Cultivation Path:

First Order: Pei Yuan (Fitness)

Second Order: Qi Cultivation (Foundation)

The third order: before the pulse (through the twelve canons) small Zhoutian

Fourth Order: After the pulse is passed (the eight veins of the Kaiqi Sutra) the Great Zhou Tian

Fifth Order: Tong Ren Du, Breaking the Innate, Innate True Qi, Ming Wuyi, Martial Intent Illusion.

Sixth Order: Unity of Heaven and Man, Great Grandmaster.

Seventh Order: More on that later.

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Ask for a commuter pass.

(End of chapter)