In the early morning, the sun has just emerged from the distant mountainside, and the warm light of the sun is pouring like rain all over the mountains, ancient paths, streams, and houses.

Lu Jingyuan came out of the residence of the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect and walked towards the back mountain, and the sound of birdsong and flowing water was heard in his ears from time to time.

Occasionally, when I meet a few brothers and sisters who get up early, they will cast envious eyes.

"Oops! Isn't this Senior Brother Lu Jingyuan, who has reached the late stage of the Xuanling Realm? I've just stepped into the Yellow Spirit Realm. ”

"Senior brothers, come on! Don't give up your practice. ”

Stopping, he smiled and encouraged the greetings of his brothers and sisters.

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were greatly excited, and they regained their confidence in cultivation.

A while ago, the competition of the seven major factions of martial arts made Lu Jingyuan's prestige spread all over the world, and also made the Shushan Sword Sect the head of the seven factions of Western Chu.

What's even more rare is that Lu Jingyuan has the opportunity to go to Taiyi Immortal Palace for three years of further study.

Taiyi Immortal Palace is a blessed land that only exists in legends.

Legend has it that the people who live there are immortal. Between reaching out and lifting his feet, he moved mountains and seas, and the sky was dark.

When he came to the back mountain, he stopped on a piece of bluestone, which was boxy and smooth. Lu Jingyuan sat down cross-legged on the bluestone, concentrating, and urging the Xuanmen Immortal Method. Start cultivating.

As the champion of the competition, the organizer Taiyi Immortal Palace took out a volume of superior Xuanmen Immortal Law as a prize. Identified by Dao Xuan Zhenren, it is an extremely powerful immortal exercise.

Time, walking far away in practice, Lu Jingyuan sat on the bluestone slab like a clay sculpture and wood carving.

His appearance was withered and lifeless, but the interesting thing was that the mixed Yuan True Qi in his body was abnormal and agile. Under the traction of a little spiritual sense, he traveled all over the seven meridians and eight veins around his body. Over time, it gets better. Suddenly, there is a refreshing feeling like washing essence and marrow. It's amazing.

"Tom-tom-"

There was a bell in the distance, three long and two short. Knocked three times in succession.

The bell rang suddenly, and he was so frightened that beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead. This is the death knell. It will only ring when the sect encounters a great enemy.

Stopping to practice, Lu Jingyuan looked at the sky, the air was densely packed with human figures, and the senior brothers flew towards the entrance of Shushan Mountain to climb the clouds.

I heard the older generation say that eighty years ago, there was a man named Tang Sancai, who was entangled with a group of rabble and attacked the Shushan Sword Sect. As a result, he was beaten to death by the young hero's Dao Xuan.

After Dao Xuan became famous in the first battle, he was quite favored by the old boss. A hundred years after the old head, he naturally took over the position of head.

Now, someone is attacking the Shushan Sword Sect again, and this time I don't know which one is not open.

Between the recitations of the mantra, he only heard the sound of "Qiang Qiang" twice, and the second of the three swords he was carrying behind his back, "Ziwan", came out of its sheath and landed in front of Lu Jingyuan like a life. He stepped on the long sword, and suddenly, flew into the clouds.

Dengyunlu, the entrance of the Shushan Sword Sect. Three groups of people gathered in one place, and they were facing each other-for-tat. Under the leadership of Dao Xuan Zhenren, more than 100 people from the Shushan Sword Sect blocked the way of the two groups of people.

Dao Xuan Gong is profound. He is over 100 years old, but he is old and strong. Perennial practice of Taiqing immortal method, crane hair and childish face, the spirit is quite full. The disciples of Shushan all unsheathed their steel swords in their hands, and the atmosphere was extremely cold. Lu Jingyuan has also come to the crowd.

Opposite the disciples of Shushan, he stood on the left in a wave, wearing a cyan robe and a disciple of Tangjiabao. The man at the head has white eyebrows like snow, about eighty years old, a pair of eagle eyes like hooks, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. At first glance, I feel that I am cunning and not a good thing.

On the right, he was wearing a Perak Hall brown robe. The leader is as sharp as a knife, and he is not a kind person.

"Tang Zhiwu and Lei Wanqiu, what kind of wind blew you to my Shushan Sword Sect?" Dao Xuan hugged his hand to the leaders of the two sides, smiled and said.

"Niubi, my Lei Laohu is a straight person, let's open the skylight and say something bright, you won this championship, my surname Lei is not convinced!" Lei Wanqiu roared, straight to the point.

"Oh? Didn't Lei Jie lose at the hands of my family Lu Jingyuan? Why do you have a stronger junior master in Perak? So how about we draw a line and compete again? ”

As soon as he spoke, Lei Wan's face was red with shame, and his eyes were as round as copper bells, and his mouth was open. Leng didn't spit out a word.

Obviously, Dao Xuan's words hit the sore spot of the surname Lei.

"Don't play tricks here," but Tang Zhiwu shouted, "I won't tell you, we're here to ask you for a word today: hand over the quota." Let's leave now, or hehe! Don't blame us for not being emotional. ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren glanced at the two of them and said, "This is the rule set above. If you are not convinced, you can find the above theory, but you come to me to be unlucky? ”

"The rules are set from above, and there is nothing wrong with that. We can't protest either. But if you hand over your quota, you will abstain. The above will be re-elected. Lei Wanqiu came up irritable and shouted loudly.

"What can you do with me if I don't hand over my place? With your Lei Laohu, I haven't paid attention to it yet. In the face of Lei Wanqiu's naked threat, Dao Xuan Zhenren just disdained.

"It seems that the rumors are not wrong, you have reached the peak of the late stage of the Earth Spirit Realm! Don't put me in the late stage of the Earth Spirit Realm in my eyes. Lei Wanqiu groaned, and couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

"But if I join forces with Lei Laohu, what do you think is the chance of winning?" Tang Zhiwu opened his mouth and said gloomily.

Dao Xuan's face suddenly became pale and bloodless, his eyebrows were twisted together, his solemn feelings were about to come out, and the light in his eyes flickered.

"The Shushan Sword Sect is not a vegetarian, and for more than a thousand years, there have been many people who have gone up the mountain to challenge without their own strength, and as a result, they have all died without exception."

Dao Xuan Zhenren restrained his expression and said categorically, "If you two want to kill yourself, I, as the head of a faction, can only give up this old life and accompany me to the end!" But for the sake of a place, do you think it's worth risking your life? ”

Lei Wanqiu hesitated, but listened to Tang Zhiwu's loud voice, "Of course it's worth it!" You have reached the peak of the late stage of the Earth Spirit Realm, and you can break through with one more step and reach the legendary Heavenly Spirit Realm. If we don't take the opportunity to fight for it now, where will we have a chance to compete with the Shushan Sword Sect in the future? ”

When it comes to this, there doesn't seem to be much room for relaxation. The disciples of the two sides unsheathed their steel swords, staring at each other angrily, just waiting for the head of the sect to give an order.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the air was filled with a suffocating aura.

Dao Xuan Zhenren took a step further, bullied Lei Wanqiu and Tang Zhiwu in front of him, stretched out his hand and put his arm on the two of them, urging Taiqing Xuangong, and suddenly saw green smoke curling on his head, and his eyes were even more radiant.

Lei Wanqiu and Tang Zhiwu were put on their arms, and they didn't feel anything unusual at first. In the blink of an eye, his eyebrows were deeply locked, his face was painful, and there was a pain like a hundred ants gnawing at the bottom of his heart.

Both of them are world-famous first-class martial arts masters, how can they be willing to commit crimes easily?

I saw that the divine light in the eyes of the two of them burst out, and at the same time urged Xuan Gong, and each set up a solid cyclone defense wall outside itself.

A cyclone wall also appeared outside Dao Xuan's body, and the three cyclone walls shone with the unique attribute luster of their respective exercises. When they collide with each other, there is a deafening explosion. At the same time, the three were knocked back.

Since the head of the sect has already made a move, the disciples under his disciples have also rushed up, shouting to kill the heavens, and they are connected. Each unleash their most powerful killing moves, striking at the enemy directly in front of them. In an instant, three groups of people converged in one place.

Lu Jingyuan stretched out his hands together, and suddenly saw two sword qi flying out left and right, shooting at the oncoming enemy, and sending them back to the west.

Suddenly, there was wind in the back of his head, as if a sharp blade was breaking through the air. He didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly sank his body backwards, making a "stone arch bridge" shape, and a fierce and incomparable sword qi flew over his body.

When he looked up, he saw a young man with a lofty spirit, Lu Jingyuan couldn't help but say angrily, "Lei Jie, since you are defeated under my hands, don't you dare to come to provoke!" ”

"The teacher's order cannot be violated! Offended. ”

"Don't talk nonsense with him, don't kill him at this time, there will be endless troubles!"

A young man also rushed out of the Tang Jiabao camp, handsome and extraordinary, coldly dropped a sentence, and swung it out with a palm as a knife, and the knife qi carried Gangfeng towards Lu Jingyuan.

Lu Jingyuan's body swept backwards, pinching his fingers with both hands, and forming a defensive barrier outside his body. glanced at the person who made the shot, and couldn't help but be angry, "Tang Yong, you despicable villain, the secret arrow hurts people, there is a kind of let's fight alone!" ”

"You think I'm stupid! Alone, I'm no match for you. However, I'm teaming up with Ray Jay, and next year today will be your Sacrifice Day! ”

As he spoke, another palm knife was swung out, and he instigated Lei Mingli's hand.

Lei Jie and Tang Yong teamed up to fight with Lu Jingyuan. One melee and one long-range attack. In an instant, Lu Jingyuan was defeated and retreated, and he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

Lu Jingyuan's eyebrows were deeply locked, if he continued like this, once the spiritual power in the dantian was exhausted, the only thing waiting for him was death.

The light in his eyes flickered, and in an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he waved a palm at Lei and Tang, turned around and fled into the distance.

Tang Yong had intended to cause Lu Jingyuan to die, and when he saw that he was going to escape, he was willing to relax. Set up a flying sword and catch up. From time to time, his hand sent sharp knives at him.

Lu Jingyuan relied on the solid defensive enchantment to cover, and the sword flew for a while, ignoring Tang Yong's attack.

Seeing that Lei Jie did not follow, he turned sharply, and the three swords on his back were sacrificed in the air at the same time. Pinching his fingers with both hands and reciting the mantra, the three Xuantie swords formed a layer of snow-white frost in the murderous aura that continued to pour out from Lu Jingyuan's body, exuding bursts of cold aura.

"Sanqing Huayuan!"

Driven by the huge spiritual power, the three swords flew out towards Tang Yong, turning into three points of white light, with the power of piercing the Nine Shadows.

Seeing this formation, Tang Yong's face turned pale, knowing that it was difficult to resist with his cultivation, and under this life-threatening situation, out of a little survival instinct, he still pinched his fingers and urged layers of defensive enchantments. Fight to the death.

The three swords, one in front of the other, beckoned to Tang Yong. When the spearhead sword stabbed into the barrier, it shook violently and cracked. The second sword that followed directly broke through the thick defensive barrier.

The last sword, with endless killing intent, pierced Tang Yong's thick chest and pierced through his back. Overwhelming.

Leng Leng sat on the ground, Tang Yong's eyes flashed with shock. Now he only has the breath out and no breath in. Seeing that life is coming to an end, there is still a doubt in my eyes that cannot be relieved.

He raised his head, looked at the high-ranking victor, and asked the doubts in his heart, "Why are you and I both late-stage cultivators of the Xuanling Realm, and I can't even take a single move from you?" ”

Seeing Tang Yong who was dying, Lu Jingyuan just disdained, for the sake of the other party's short-term life, he simply replied to him, "I am already at the peak of the late stage of the Xuanling Realm." ”

"I see...... suddenly realized, Tang Jie fell down, and he couldn't stop muttering. As life passed, the body gradually became cold.

Lu Jingyuan breathed while looking around, looking for Lei Jie's figure, with a solemn expression on his face.

Now, his spiritual power consumption is too huge, and he can't perform a killing move in a short period of time. This is very disadvantageous on the battlefield that changes in an instant.

If Lei Jie takes the opportunity to make a move at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Finally, when he found Lei Jie's figure, Lu Jingyuan's face did not overflow with a little joy, but became more and more dignified.

I saw that Lei Jie was ready to attack. Pinching the fingers with both hands, the aura condensed on the index and middle fingers, and with the passage of time, it finally formed a white lightsaber more than three feet long, which was murderous.

"Qi Sword Finger!"

After doing this, with Lei Jie's loud shout, the giant sword was pushed out by him and shot towards Lu Jingyuan.

The murderous aura pressed over like a flood beast, and the breath of death also rushed after him, making Lu Jingyuan feel tired after the big battle just now.

He frowned, swaying his bulky body for one last of his resistance. Urging the last trace of spiritual power in his body, he formed a defensive barrier outside his body.

"Shushan sword cultivation, sword man is one, and it is better to bend than bend."

This is the teaching of our ancestors. Lu Jingyuan still remembers it vividly. Now that great calamity is coming, it is time to die as a martyr.