Lu Qian's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he said disappointedly: "Qiao Jingsheng, there are only two disciples in charge of the sect, you and Senior Brother Wan, what you do, the master will definitely not know, why do you still want to be like this?" ”

In her eyes, since she entered the mountain with her master Liu Shouyi, there were countless disciples in the entire Kunlun Holy Land, and the most outstanding of them belonged to the senior brother who killed the sixth of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram on the Immortal Demon Battlefield.

But even in such a dazzling light, there is another person who is not unknown, and under the light, Qiao Jingsheng's name will be mentioned.

Once the youngest disciple of Kunlun to step into the Divine Journey Realm, the second disciple of the sect, and even the sect has rumors that the next Kunlun master has a chance.

Lu Qian's mind is very naïve and simple, in her eyes, cultivators are immortals, even if immortals are ruthless and indifferent to mortals, but they will never do something that hurts nature and reason, and violates the Taoist heart.

However, Qiao Jingsheng's answer broke her innocence, "No, in your eyes, I am a disciple of the Kunlun Sect and a senior brother of Shanyuan. ”

The man holding the remnant sword and covered in black qi had a hideous face, and said angrily: "But, can you afford me? Since Shanyuan arrived in Kunlun, everyone mentions the younger generation, it must be him, and even when he is competing, he would rather keep my hand and let me end in a draw, you have already seen it, but you still pretend that I am very strong, and even the competition with Shanyuan can be a draw, and constantly praise it, these words, do you believe it. ”

Qiao Jingsheng's emotions that had been suppressed for more than ten years were completely released, and he said hysterically: "And you, don't you know my mind?" Over the years, I have gone to great lengths to find many elixir sword books for you, and I have not hesitated to spend time going to the deep sea island to explore the immortal relics, for which I have abandoned my practice, and even almost trapped there a few times, but you, your eyes have never looked at me squarely, not even a normal glance between the same door, in your eyes, I exist like a weed on the side of the road. ”

The man finally said the words that had been silent for many years, and at this moment his Dao heart was extremely happy.

Looking at the excited senior brother in front of him, Lu Qian was silent for a while, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I didn't know what you did. ”

After stepping into Kunlun, Lu Qian obtained countless cherished elixirs and ancient books from his master, and even got the favor of the ancestor and inherited the Kunlun immortal weapon Qingsuo Sword.

But she never knew these things, many of those elixirs and ancient books, many of them may have been obtained by Qiao Jingsheng and death.

Lu Qian glanced at Su Qingming and asked, "Your reasoning doesn't make sense." ”

The latter thought for a moment and said seriously: "The human mind is actually a very complicated thing, your senior brother is willing to take risks for you, and he is also willing to succumb to the light of his junior brother, but in the eyes of you and Shanyuan, all this is not connected, you don't need to hide your light because of a person's mediocrity." ”

Lu Qian nodded and said with relief: "Just like the many things you did for me back then, you never feel bothered by my stupidity and naivety, in this world, mediocre people always disturb themselves." ”

Philistines disturb themselves.

Su Qing quietly watched the situation in the field and did not speak again, since she already understood the truth, why bother to say more.

Qiao Jingsheng, who had regained his calm, looked at the two in front of him indifferently, and a look of jealousy flashed in the corners of his eyes.

It was the first time he had seen this woman look so adoring at a man, like a mountain looking up, like looking at an all-knowing wise man.

Qiao Jingsheng said indifferently: "So, this is the truth in your heart? Philistines are right. ”

Lu Qian said calmly: "Yes, Qiao Jingsheng, I have never asked you or other fellow disciples to take risks, and I never thought that one day you would be jealous because you were not as good as Senior Brother Wan, let alone that when you reached the peak of your realm cultivation one day, you would think of killing all the people who looked down on you before." ”

There was a hint of murderous intent in Lu Qian's eyes, she clenched the fairy sword in her hand, and said word by word: "You will even betray Kunlun and kill Master Lu who neglected you before." ”

Qiao Jingsheng, who was broken by the woman's thoughts, did not deny that the master who preached and received karma to solve doubts, maybe when Shanyuan died, he would one day raise a sword to kill Kunlun and slaughter him, and then ask him if he was his disciple.

"Yes." Qiao Jingsheng said calmly.

The man glanced around, the sword god who had already lost his cultivation was lying in the snow, and Su Qingming, who was not far away, was sitting cross-legged, suppressing the devouring of the power of cause and effect, and the only one who still had combat power in the field was Lu Qian.

It's just a woman in the realm of fugue.

Even if Lu Qian had an epiphany and stepped into the Journey Realm at this moment, it would not be his opponent.

Qiao Jingsheng said indifferently: "Today, you all have to die. ”

Lu Qian sighed, turned his head to look at Su Qingming, and asked, "How to kill him?" ”

Su Qingming stretched out his finger and lightly clicked it, and then a pure sword light flew out of his body, and the next moment it penetrated into Lu Qian's eyebrows.

As the sword light flew out, the karmic qi around his body was locked again, Su Qingming's brows were slightly weekly, and he said calmly: "This one, and the one that was given to you before, is enough." ”

Two sword intents.

A sword intent that contained Su Qingming's own kendo understanding.

The other is the sword intent from that Immortal Venerable three thousand years ago.

The Kunlun descendant who absorbed the cultivation of the Liyang Ancestor's realm would inevitably kill everyone and then run away, and what Su Qingming cared about the most was.

He knew the secret of Su Qingming, and this secret of reincarnation had never been known since he woke up, not even the head of the Dao Sect.

Therefore, Qiao Jing must die in life.

For this reason, Su Qingming left a trace of the sword intent of the sword that the previous Immortal Venerable had cut off the connection between the Sword God Liyang Ancestor and the Heaven and Earth of Fuyao Mountain.

If there was no trace left, then that sword that crossed time and space would have been killed along with the Liyang Ancestor.

Things were also a little unexpected for Su Qingming, Qiao Jingsheng deliberately concealed himself at the beginning, even if he lost when the two of them tried kendo, he was willing to pretend that his heart was unstable and hidden.

Until the end, the Liyang Ancestor broke away from heaven and earth and fell into the bundle of immortals, and Su Qingming was eroded by the power of cause and effect in the long river of time, and the two of them were both defeated.

Qiao Jingsheng suddenly made a move and seized all of Liyang Ancestor's cultivation and memories.

The realm has also climbed to the realm of forgetfulness, and if it takes time, there is a great possibility that he will be able to step into the peak immortal realm of the world's cultivators.

Su Qingming looked at Qiao Jingsheng with indifferent eyes, and said: "There are always many people in this world who are willing to do something that touches themselves, but when they can't get what they want, they will feel hatred. ”

Su Qingming casually glanced at Lu Qian in front of him, and said lightly: "Let's take out the sword." ”

As soon as the words fell.

The Qingsuo Immortal Sword in the hand of the woman with a white veil suddenly burst out with brilliant light, and the cyan pillar of light shot straight into the sky, and even the wind and snow in the sky were blown away by the sword qi at this moment.

Sword out.

The snow stops.

There was not the slightest ripple in the face of Allure under the woman's veil, but in the sea of knowledge, a faint white light spread out like a white mist, and then the majestic sword intent spread all over the body.

Lu Qian never felt that it was possible for him to comprehend this kind of sword intent, this was a kind of sword path true intent that surpassed his own cultivation, and when she went all the way to Guiyun Immortal Sect back then, the woman longed for this realm in her heart.

Today, with Su Qingming's sword intent, Lu Qian stepped into a never-before-seen kendo world, as if she was the only one in the whole world dancing alone with a sword.

No one can resist this sword.

Lu Qian's eyes looked ahead, and he said softly: "The cycle of life and death is only in one sword." ”

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The majestic and dazzling sword light passed, and the woman danced like a fairy under the earth, and her graceful posture swung a sword at will.

The surrounding wind and snow turned white at this moment. The result was a long snow sword.

The tip of the sword is Qiao Jingsheng.

Feeling this killing intent and sword intent, the Kunlun heirs suddenly tightened their pupils, and their faces were extremely solemn.

This kind of sword intent is not something that a cultivator in the Divine Journey Realm can unleash.

Then only the guy who is deeply entangled in cause and effect can show it, and he is also a person who cultivates both Dao and sword, Qiao Jingsheng naturally knows that the so-called realm of sword cultivation is actually the depth of understanding of the way of swords.

Because in the eyes of sword cultivation, the so-called division of the cultivation realm in the world is a kind of shackles, there is nothing in the heart, and the sword heart is clear is what the sword cultivator wants.

Therefore, it is often difficult to define the realm of sword cultivation with the realm of the three sects, just like the group of madmen in Sword Immortal City, it is very likely that a sword cultivator who has just stepped into the initial realm of the three sects can break through the realm with one sword and fight beyond several steps.

Qiao Jingsheng didn't dare to be careless, in the face of the surging majestic snow sword, he clenched the sword tightly, and his body jumped into the air, at this moment, Qiao Jingsheng, who had comprehended the sword path of Liyang Ancestor's life, was not inferior to Su Qingming at all.

Even better because of the advantages of the realm.

In Qiao Jingsheng's opinion, it was not Lu Qian who fought with him, but Su Qingming, who was riddled with cause and effect, and was the reincarnation of the first immortal venerable in the world three thousand years ago.

In the face of the person who was once invincible and the world, even if he got what Liyang Ancestor had learned in his life, he didn't dare to be careless.

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Sword intent raged in the sky.

The Snow Sword and the Fuyao Sword collided together in an instant.

Then it exploded suddenly, and the deafening sound of the explosion spread all over Fuyao Mountain.

The snow sword condensed from the wind and snow turned into mist in an instant.

Under Qiao Jingsheng's scorching remnant sword, the high temperature melted the wind and snow, leaving only the wrapped Qingsuo sword.

Below the collision of the two fairy swords, a white ripple spread out like a wave, and everything the ripples touched turned into nothingness in an instant.

Lu Qian's eyes were out of sight, he turned around and waved his sleeves lightly, and a sword light flew out, and then a sword curtain appeared in front of Su Qingming and Liyang Ancestor.

Under the collision of the ripples of sword qi, the sword curtain did not move at all.

Turning his head, Lu Qian looked at Qiao Jingsheng in mid-air, his expression calm.

Before this sword, Lu Qian thought that he would not be able to defeat or kill Qiao Jingsheng so easily.

Even though she has been in retreat all these years, Lu Qian will not have the slightest contempt for the disciples of Kunlun Zhangjiao.

What's more, listening to Su Qingming's meaning, that person seemed to have received the empowerment of a certain great cultivator.

Lu Qian's eyes were indifferent, and he murmured softly.

"And a sword."

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