Rumble.

The flying sword wrapped in the different qi in it smashed heavily on the hill where the Scripture Pavilion was located.

The Wudang Taoist priests who had long been noisy by the movement here and raised their eyes one after another.

I saw that on the top of the deep mountain, there was a purple thunder explosion, the raging fire rushed to the sky, the wind swept the entire mountain, and the wild sand swept the wilderness.

However, such a stunning scene was only a flash in the pan, and it disappeared into the twilight along with the falling rainbow.

The Wudang Mountains returned to calm.

Wushuang fell to the ground weakly, his eyes were defeated, and the Wushuang sword box was like an ownerless thing, smashing to the ground heavily, and the aura was no more.

The seven flying swords did not return to the sword box, but were wantonly sprinkled on the bluestone floor.

The black-robed man looked back at the back of the young man who stood like a pine with a gloomy face.

Without hesitation, he turned around and jumped directly, easily passing the sharp sword stabbed by Wang Xiaoping.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the gloomy mountain forest.

Wu Changqing was wrapped in thousands of talismans at this moment, his expression was radiant, and the scarlet mark between his eyebrows was shining.

The bursts of colorful glow reflected in Zhao Min's eyes, and in the glow, the figure of a young man like a fairy was fascinated.

Wu Changqing stretched out a hand and made a move.

Countless shining talismans were instantly sucked into his sleeves in an instant.

The scarlet in the center of the eyebrows also faded until it disappeared.

"Changqing, your cultivation of this Immortal Dao really makes me, an old Daoist who has cultivated the Heavenly Dao all my life, envious."

Wang Chonglou was breathtaking.

Not to mention Wu Changqing's last hand, with his own mystical qi machine and those powerful talismans, he showed enough means to resist the seven flying swords.

Let's just say that now when Wu Changqing broke out with all his strength, he only felt the momentum of the angry sea.

This is not something that ordinary martial artists can present.

The way of cultivating immortals is really much more powerful than the way of martial arts.

Wang Xiaoping: This is the first time that he has heard that Wu Changqing's cultivation path is actually an immortal path.

couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, but it was a pity that he couldn't speak, otherwise he would have to pull Wu Changqing to talk about it.

Zhao Min couldn't understand the terminology in the mouths of these Taoists.

But he also completely understood that Wu Changqing's current strength was far from being comparable to that of an ordinary first-grade Vajra Realm martial artist.

The deer sticker helped the fainting crane pen Weng and looked at the young man in the same horror.

He couldn't help but think in his mind if the other party's last blow was used on him.

How should he deal with it, maybe the Xuanming Divine Palm is far from enough, and if he can't keep it, he will suffer a big loss under this kind of magical power.

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Wu Changqing in my heart.

"Senior brother, why don't you leave that person behind."

Wu Changqing smiled lightly and looked in the direction in which the black-robed man had fled.

"Hey, that person is powerful, and I'm not sure I'll be able to keep him."

Wang Chonglou's face was a little unsightly.

In fact, when the man in black made a move, he had already seen that the strength of the other party was far above that of the sword-box boy.

It's not much better than him.

If an enemy in the same realm is bent on escaping.

No one can stop it.

"But Poor Dao may have guessed the identity of this person somewhat."

Wang Chonglou's floor sank like water, thinking about the black-robed man's every move before.

"This person's internal strength is not shallow, at least he refers to the master of the Xuan Realm, and during the fight with Xiaoping, he only used less than forty percent of his strength."

"There is a faint blood color in his sleeve, just like the red silk of Han Shengxuan, the human cat that can refer to the mysterious killing of celestial phenomena."

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is Han Shengxuan, who makes the entire Jianghu knights frightened, and ranks among the three major demons along with the King of Beiliang and Huang Longshi."

Wang Chonglou said in a deep voice.

He mentioned the name of the human cat.

Even Wang Xiaoping's face couldn't help but sink, and his heart was faintly throbbing.

"It seems that I was really targeted by Emperor Liyang."

"But this human cat missed once, and the next time I come back, I will definitely use several times more power than this attack."

Wu Changqing's face was flat, as if everything was in his expectation.

"Senior brother, this person should be bewitched by that Han Shengxuan, and he is not a bad person."

"Let him pay some apologies appropriately, and let him go."

Wu Changqing looked at Wushuang, who had fallen to the ground and had no strength to fight, and said in a deep voice.

Wang Chonglou nodded slightly.

This time, the Liyang attack.

couldn't help but let Wu Changqing see his current strength clearly.

It also allowed him to see all the directions for the future.

Solid foundation peiyuan.

On the basis of the original immortal cultivation, he needs to start to study some immortal techniques used to kill enemies and kill immortals.

With a sword, it's a good choice.

Come to think of it.

Wu Changqing couldn't help but think of Hong Xixiang's domineering words when he woke up in this life.

"Eight hundred years after attaining the Tao, I have never taken people's heads with a flying sword."

A sword for thousands of miles, you can cut the luck of the dragon, and the immortal god of the heavenly gate.

A real immortal spell.

He might wish to look into that aspect.

A night of terror.

The twilight grew darker and darker.

Zhao Min seemed to be really frightened, and waited until the outsiders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion went to the empty building.

Only Wu Changqing and her were left in the attic.

She was surprisingly docile, and slowly approached Wu Changqing's meditating figure, not noisy or noisy, just quietly hugging her knees and leaning on Wu Changqing.

The eyes buried in the knees were dazed, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Before she knew it, she was falling asleep.

The world of dreams is a flowery alleyway.

A young man in white stood with his hands in his hands, and on both sides of the road, there were countless warblers and swallows, pointing at the young man and secretly sending autumn waves.

Zhao Min snorted unhappily, and was about to rush forward to declare his sovereignty.

But no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't catch up with the white-clothed figure for a long time.

Until she couldn't run anymore, and shouted that the white clothes didn't listen to him, and slowly disappeared in front of her.

At this time, the upper body had completely curled up and slept in Zhao Min, who was sleeping in Wu Changqing's knees.

actually pursed his lips aggrievedly, and sobbed softly?

In the blink of an eye, the sky is getting brighter.

When Zhao Min slowly woke up, she was lying on the wooden couch that Wu Changqing had laid for her, covered with a thick futon.

When she got up and looked at the figure sitting in the center of the cabinet.

There was still a trace of grievance in the beautiful eyes, which were soon replaced by brilliance.

At this moment, Wu Changqing sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

But in front of him, there was a small crystal clear sword, flying around his figure.

The little sword is extremely dexterous, like a newborn blue and white snake, playfully wandering in this space, as if looking at everything around it.

But he didn't dare to go too far from Wu Changqing.

It wasn't until Wu Changqing slowly exhaled that the crystal sword seemed to have been summoned, and instantly disappeared into Wu Changqing's body.

"You know Edgeworth?"

"That little sword is your sword embryo?"

Zhao Min asked in surprise.