"No, the Holy Lord will definitely not push all the monks of the Chen Kingdom into the fire pit, and the major ancient sects of the Chen Kingdom will not allow the Holy Lord to do so. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Only ...... can really enter the fire pit," Qing Xuanzi sighed, his face full of compassion.

"It's just us rootless duckweed, insignificant loose cultivators, aren't we?" Yan Xu picked up his words.

At this moment, Yan Xu wanted to laugh very much, and smiled blankly.

Yes, in the eyes of the state's heavy weapons, the heads of small sects like Yan Xu and Tiance are just cannon fodder.

"Alas......" Qing Xuanzi stepped forward and patted Yan Xu on the shoulder, and a sigh echoed in the room.

Qing Xuanzi didn't understand the true intentions of the saints, and even the Taifu Immortal Sect where he was located might not know. But what is certain is that people like Yan Xu are destined to be pawns in this plan. This is an indisputable fact, Qing Xuanzi can speak out in front of Yan Xu, which can be said to be a great trust.

The faces of Tiance Ling Xiao and the others on the side were also a little strange, Ling Xiao was okay, after all, he was backed by Tianshan, and he would not be cannon fodder.

And Tiance, he almost has the same fate as Yan Xu.

"You two also have to look away, since the ancient road has created heroes, the fate of the two of you is certainly ill-fated, but it may not be an opportunity to break through yourself." Qing Xuanzi comforted as a person who had come over.

That's right, the times create heroes, and heroes create the times. The more weeds survive in the midst of suffering and cracks, the more tenacious their vitality becomes. Of course, this is just a saying, the times make heroes right, but who knows that along the way, heroes will leave behind mountains of corpses.

Yan Xu and the others naturally knew Qing Xuanzi's kindness, and smiled slightly, at least from the appearance, the state of mind of the two was not affected by this incident.

"Yan Xu Xiaoyou, today's old man looks at your sword is quite extraordinary, I don't know where this set of sword mages is inherited?" Qing Xuanzi changed the subject. This old man is also curious about "Taixu Sword Qi", this set of exercises has been inherited from ancient times, and it has its own legacy and blooms magnificently.

"Taixu Sword Qi" involves the secret that Yan Xu's memory in the Holy Dao Sword Ruins has not disappeared, so it is naturally not good to tell the truth.

"This set of swordsmanship is called "Taixu Sword Qi", which was obtained by the younger generation by chance in a ruin." Yan Xu's eyes rolled and he thought of this excuse.

Qing Xuanzi nodded, and his smiling expression suddenly became a little serious: "The old man's view of this swordsmanship already has a hint of ethereal meaning. Guess Xiaoyou is also a sword cultivator, right? ”

The five people in the room turned their eyes, and Tiance immediately set his eyes on Qing Xuanzi, but he was surprised by the viciousness of this old-timer's eyes. Chen Miaoxue and Ling Xiao stared at Yan Xu with shocked and burning eyes.

In this world, sword cultivation represents strength.

Especially Yan Xu covered it up too well, Ling Xiao had experienced bloody battles several times by his side, and he still didn't know that Yan Xu was still a sword cultivator. It's not as simple as pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. If Yan Xu was really a sword cultivator, Ling Xiao would have to carefully examine what was going on in his sleeve.

Yan Xu touched his nose with some embarrassment. Qing Xuanzi accidentally broke his identity as a sword cultivator, so that Yan Xu simply confessed.

"The younger generation is not talented, and there is indeed a sword fetus in the body. However, the younger generation has not yet comprehended the sword intent, and the name of the so-called sword cultivation is a bit unworthy of the name. Yan Xu laughed at himself.

Sword cultivators, sword intent is the top priority. Yan Xu's statement is not wrong.

"You doll, it's good anywhere, it's just that this modest temperament has to be changed." Qing Xuanzi scolded with a smile.

He couldn't see that Yan Xu had already stepped into the threshold of sword intent with one foot. Generally speaking, as long as you comprehend the fur of the sword intent. On the premise of giving birth to a sword fetus in the body, all monks can be called sword cultivators.

"That's it, there is nothing to do left and right, if the little friend is interested, how about accompanying the old man to move his muscles?" Qing Xuanzi said.

The eyes of several people present suddenly lit up.

Qing Xuanzi's predecessor means...... Want to point them out?

"Yan Xu is very happy." While happy, Yan Xule crooked his mouth.

The strong man in the Jindan period has always been a divine dragon who sees the head but does not see the end. To have such a senior master to guide and feed the tricks, I don't know how many monks dream of the opportunity.

"Haha...... It's rare to have a Yaxing. Come along, little ones. ”

The group walked out of the inn and came to the backyard.

The backyard is empty, and a large willow tree is planted in the southeast.

The weeping willows are waving, dancing in the wind, and there is a sense of sassy rising leisurely.

Qing Xuanzi took it with one hand, and wore a green robe fairy wind bone. It is really like an immortal stepping on auspicious clouds, and his body is full of colorful mist. The temperament is transcendent between the true and the false, the false and the virtual, as if a gust of wind blows, and you can ride the wind and rush to the clouds.

With a stroke of his hand, he laid down a formation enchantment.

"The three of you take turns to fight with the old man for a few rounds, Xue'er, you are watching the battle from the sidelines, and you can't slip away." Qing Xuanzi glared at Chen Miaoxue, who was wandering in the world. He turned around and made a gesture of please.

Yan Xu was the first, Tiance was the second, and Ling Xiao was the third.

Bite.

The Tianyan sword came out of its sheath, and a red light flashed between the scabbards, and a strong killing aura permeated the audience.

With a sword in his hand, Yan Xu also had a breath of anger in his heart.

In the face of Qing Xuanzi, Yan Xu would not be stupid enough to attack tentatively, so as soon as he came up, the aura in Yan Xu's body turned wildly, and his aura continued to rise.

His expression gradually became cold, his breath and heart were in harmony, and his heart and soul were one.

The Heavenly Yan Sword let out a humming sound, and then trembled sideways.

"The junior's move is called sending Jun Huangquan, senior, be careful."

Yan Xu kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and the floor shattered with a click, and cracks spread in all directions like cobwebs. With this recoil force, Yan Xu soared into the sky like a rocket. The body height is eight feet in an instant, which is the forbidden limit of this small world.

In the Heavenly Yan Sword, countless red auras stained half of the sky. The breath rolled, like the waves of the sea.

Whew~~

With Yan Xu as the center, the wind in the sky and the ground passed. The wind was blood-stained red, blowing the robes of Tiance and the others below, blowing sand and rocks on the ground, and blowing a willow tree in the backyard to the back and forth, as if it was about to be broken by the waist.

"What a strong sword qi!"

Chen Miaoxue's red lips opened into a "0" and shouted in surprise.

During the day, Chen Miaoxue had also seen Yan Xu perform this gorgeous set of sword moves, but at that time, Chen Miaoxue was thousands of meters away from the auspicious clouds, which was far less intuitive than the impact that was now within the range of the sword qi.

"Not bad."

Even Qing Xuanzi spit out two words with appreciation and surprise after seeing Yan Xu's trick.

But Tiance and Ling Xiao were each smiling bitterly: "This Yan Xu, I haven't seen him expose all his hole cards." ”

The two of them sighed in their hearts, because they were surprised to find that Yan Xu, who had cast the Yellow Spring, had exuded a much sharper aura than when he was fighting dozens of monks during the day.

It's like a black hole that hides countless secrets, it's okay to be a friend, but it's an enemy......

Thinking of Yan Xu's endless methods, the two of them couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps.

But at this moment, the color of the red sea tumbling in the sky gradually deepened. The Heavenly Yan Sword burst out, as if splitting the sea of blood into two halves. No, the sword light shot out by the Tianyan Sword did not divide the sea of blood into two, and if you look carefully, the moment the sea of blood is **** in the sword body, it manifests itself in the center of it.

Yan Xu held the sword in one hand, and his body walked straight through this corridor.

After that, the sea of blood in the sky rolled from all directions, and they followed Yan Xu's footsteps from the other end of the road, Yan Xu was like a phoenix with wings spread, this sword carried the vast aura of the endless red sea, overwhelmingly condensed into a half-moon-shaped deep light wave, splitting from the sky, a great force seemed to open the door to death.

Town!

Tianyan Sword pulled up a sword flower, and the gate to hell opened, heading towards Qing Xuanzi below.

Below

Qing Xuanzi looked up at the ancient stone gate that fell, and one hand went straight up to the sky.

The ordinary and somewhat old palm seems to have no strength. But when it lifted off, the fleshy palm became bigger and bigger. The five fingers extend infinitely, and there is a little golden light under the white skin that blinks and shuttles through the meridians like stars.

This golden light is the most essential difference between a Jindan period monk and a mortal.

The aura is like gold and copper, endless, endless, and vast like a sea of smoke.

Boom!

A giant palm dragged the falling ancient stone door, and this scene was like a mosquito landing on a millstone. Float freely and swing freely.

Qing Xuanzi gradually closed her eyes, and her palms maintained an upward movement. It seems to be comprehending the mystery of Yan Xu's swordsmanship, and there are still deficiencies.

Qing Xuanzi was light-hearted, but he suffered Yan Xu himself.

Urging the Huangquan Exercises, the aura in Yan Xu's body is almost burning, not to mention burning. This kind of consumption is terrifying, and Yan Xu even dares to assert that even if Hei Yuanxiong, who has built the foundation of the Great Perfection, takes his own move head-on, unless he has other means, he will definitely lose.

Because of his self-confidence, Yan Xu was even a little worried that Qing Xuanzi would not be injured by himself if he did not use the true strength of the Jindan period powerhouse for the sake of face. In retrospect, this concern is complete nonsense.

Yan Xu's physical strength began to fail, and he was sweating profusely on his forehead.

He still maintained the movement of slashing with his sword, and the rolling red sea behind him was like a storm and waves recklessly pouring into the ancient stone gate under the urging of the sword move. The suppressed stone gate did not disappoint Yan Xu, the stone gate opened, and all the spiritual energy turned into a majestic suction force to swallow Qing Xuanzi's body into another world.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Shimen was suppressed, but it was held firmly by a big hand. No matter what means Yan Xu exhausted, the red sea behind him was almost exhausted, and layers of red waves charged towards his palms again and again. As a result, that giant palm is like a reef standing on the seashore, and I stand still in the wind and waves! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )