The air waves in the ruins are surging, Ji Chong tends to retreat from time to time, like a butterfly wearing flowers swimming in the shadow of the shedao stick, the sword rises and falls, like a rabbit walking and an eagle strike, the wings fight in the sky, and the killing is extremely hearty.

Turning to see Qiao Li was also reckless, the ink mark sword sword qi was sparse, and the vision of the distant mountains was slightly cold, the water was bleak, and the remnants of snow and branches had not disappeared. Miaojian did not break several conflicts, and gradually became impetuous.

In the corner of the arena, the weak-crowned young man had a lonely face, and his fingers were twisted at will, not sticking to the law, but he was like a fish leaping and flying, full of vitality.

Li Chonglou and Pan Yinjian responded one after another, the male knew that the sword was calm and vigorous, and the female sword was as fast as a dragon, and she was determined to move forward.

A frank and gentle breath suddenly dispersed, as if the ancient road sages were coming, the majestic and fearless Haoran righteousness filled the heaven and earth, and the clear air flow flowed, shaking the male and female guarding the sword.

The weak-crowned boy flipped back in the air, his toes were a little in the void, and he stabbed his sword like thunder.

The sword is dignified and generous, the momentum is extremely majestic, Li Chonglou and Pan Yinjian never expected the young man to be able to perform such a dignified and upright blow, and the two swords were staggered in the busy defense, and the male sword waved up the curtain-like sword and shield, and the female guard sword floated in it, containing but not spitting.

The sword light of the charming autumn day came in an instant, and the vast and unpredictable sword intent rolled by, instantly annihilating the sword and shield, and the male and female swords flew together, and the combination of techniques suddenly collapsed.

The young man's offensive did not stop, his footsteps turned wrong in the air, and two figures that were difficult to distinguish between virtual and real swords flew with swords. Like a glimpse of light, the speed is better than three points.

Li Chonglou and Pan Yinjian had no time to pay attention to the fairy sword suspended in mid-air, slapped each other with their palms, and took advantage of the situation to rush to the left and right.

The weak-crowned young man changed his shadow step by step, his sword shrank and became violent, and he continued to pursue.

Yan Ci hid in the dense branches and leaves and watched from afar, and said: "The way of the Confucian inner and outer kings pays attention to the virtue of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, the order of the four seasons, and the ghosts and gods. The cultivation of Haoran righteousness is great and strong, which is enough to be equal to the Taoist pure qi and the Buddhist calm qi. ”

Qu Yuyi said: "Could this person be a disciple of the Mahayana Mansion?"

Yan Ci waved his hand and said: "No matter how outstanding the talent is, but its cultivation is not enough to exert such abundant Haoran Qi, if it is a descendant of the ancient sages, it is another matter, the way of Haoran is inherited by bloodline, and it is not surprising that it has this power." ”

Qu Yuyi was thoughtful, and Yan Ci continued: "This son has a very good background, and the people of Huaqingmen are going to be unlucky. ”

Xiao Mengjiu showed a sly smile, flapped his wings and jumped onto the fan-like Bodhi leaf, and blinked: "Let's take a gamble!"

Yan Ciqi said: "How to gamble?"

Xiaomengjiu said: "Bet on whether the Qingmen people can turn defeat into victory, if not, I Xiaomengjiu respects you as the master." Instead, you have to do something for me. ”

Glancing at the arena, the two sword lights were like tarsal bones, and they were inseparable from Li Chonglou and the two of them. Yan Ci said with a smile: "Don't bet on Sanqing, let's say, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Mengjiu said lightly: "With Your Excellency's cultivation, it is not difficult to do easy things, but difficult things are not easy to achieve, and I will tell you in the future." ”

The sword light pierced the west wind and fell to Li Chonglou's chest. Yan Ci won the battle, and said happily: "There are elves as followers, how majestic!"

Before the words fell, the phantom of the weak-crowned young man suddenly disappeared, and his real body abandoned Pan Yin's note, and slashed at the air with a fairy sword as if he were sleepwalking.

Yan Ci was stunned and said: "This guy is enchanted!

Li Chonglou and Pan Yinjian were shocked, and when they looked at it, they saw that the young man was staggering, as if he was possessed by a dream spirit, and he didn't know why at all.

Don't miss the opportunity, the male and female guards the sword for a while, and suddenly they are united, faster than the lightning flying young dantian.

Ji Chong watched the sword light crush by, crushing the full and brilliant lotus pill in the young man's dantian, and shouted, "Withdraw!"

When it was too late, the black shadow and white shadow rolled, and Ji Chong and Qiao Li turned into black and white giant butterflies and roared away into the distance.

The speed with which this person responds is admirable. The scepter was still alone on the pedestal, and Li Chonglou and Miao Zhan looked at each other, puzzled.

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The wind was blowing, the Bodhi tree rustled, Xiao Mengjiu playfully tilted his head, his pure eyes were filled with a smile, and he said, "You lost!"

Yan Ci sighed dryly and said, "Nightmare Technique!" No wonder that man was dizzy, and he almost whined before others could do it. ”

Xiao Mengjiu smiled and dismissed it, Qu Yuyi guessed that Xiao Mengjiu did not rush to leave after stealing the treasure, but quietly cast the way of nightmare on that person, and at the critical moment, he urged the spell to confuse his mind, becoming the bane of the weak-crowned young man's death.

Not to mention that the nightmare technique is unpredictable, the hidden magic of the elves alone is already miraculous. Harming people and making people unaware of it, this wisdom of killing people with a knife is terrible and hateful!

But thinking about the weak-crowned young man breaking the news that Yan Ci was secret, Yan Ci hated him from beginning to end, and wanted to kill him quickly, and now his wish has been fulfilled and he does not leave a handle, which is not a good thing.

After all, that person came from a mysterious way, and if there are teachers and friends seeking revenge in the future, Huaqingmen will bear the brunt. The more Qu Yuyi thought about it, the more frightened he became, if it was about the meticulousness of his thoughts, Xiao Mengjiu was even better.

The people of Huaqingmen and Garan Temple swept away the spoils of war, and then drifted away with their staffs.

The weak-crowned young man lay silently in the dust of the corpse, his face engraved with confusion and panic, his messy hair mixed with blood sprinkled in the soil, quite desolate.

The glory and pampering of his life passed suddenly, and after a few years, all that was left was a dry bone or even a piece of loess, and no one recalled his bits and pieces except for the thoughts of his loved ones.

The breeze flickered and rolled up the placket of his clothes, as if mocking this world of the weak and the strong.

The illusion of the mandala dissipated without a trace, and the whole space seemed to have lost its pillars and was crumbling.

In an instant, spiderweb-like cracks filled the void, and the temple collapsed suddenly, like a shell of a soul, disintegrating into a pile of dust without warning.

The atmosphere was dead and silent, like a village where the end had come, and even the wind did not bother to blow.

Yan Ci and Qu Yuyi dodged the falling rocks and went up with their swords. Before long, the strange qi in the ancient temple was vented, and the fangs of lightning pierced the ridge again, and the torrential rain poured down.

The smoke and rain between the heavens and the earth were miserable, and the raindrops the size of beans swam away with the wind, crackling and beating the collapsed mountains. In the storm, I saw the brilliance shining again, and there were people fighting for life and death.

Covering up closer, it was actually the Great Wilderness Ruins, Huaqingmen and Jialan Temple who abandoned their previous suspicions and teamed up to trap a blind young man in the core.

The young man's expression was shrive, and he listened to the sound of the fairy sword breaking through the wind from afar, and he wanted to break through the predicament but couldn't get it. Its aura is similar to that of a tengu, and it seems to be the embodiment of the demon beast.

Outside the battle circle, the nine babies who combed the pigtails came unexpectedly again, and they were fighting with the infant monk Ji Pan who came to answer.

Ji Pan used to cut off an arm, after the continuation of the limb seems to have recovered as before, he holds a white Buddha bone in his hand, in the struggle of the nine infants under the attack, and has no time to store the Buddha bone in the storage ring.

The two gangs met in a narrow way and fought to their heart's content. The competition between the snipe and the clam is a good time for the fisherman to profit.

It is said that after Jiuying tried his best to escape from Liyang Huamei's men, he suppressed his injuries and went straight to Xingyuan.

Originally, he planned to go to Canghai to take refuge in Xiyao, but the cultivators of the Lifting Realm gathered on the shore of Canghai again, and they had no choice but to do the opposite.

Jiuying thought that the most dangerous place was also the safest, so he decided to return to Shiyan City to recuperate from his injuries, and then make plans for the rest in the future.

Avoiding the flow of people all the way to the south, he happened to encounter a vision from the sky in the depths of the mountains, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, and quietly followed the group of cultivators into the interior to get a glimpse of its secrets.

After Jiu Ying wiped out several unscrupulous monks at the end of the ice and snow road, he noticed that Yan Ci was coming, and couldn't help but play with it, and decided to wait for the rabbit, and when the group of cultivators returned with a full load, he jumped out to fight the autumn wind.

Patiently, he waited left and right, and actually ran into a blind young man driving a group of monks with empty pockets to flee in panic.

Jiuying recognized his identity at a glance, assisted Tengu in slaughtering the group of cultivators, and tried his best to win them over, and then intercepted Ji Pan, who rushed to help, to fight each other.

When the underground palace fell, Ji Chong, Miao Zhan and others stumbled out, and when they saw this notorious boy Jiuying at first glance, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and they didn't have time to think about it, and the tengu resolutely killed.

Ji Chong handed over the Buddha bones to Ji Pan and felt a little at ease.

Miao Zhan and his entourage became the treasure keepers of the Great Wilderness Ruins in a daze, and they were all indignant. Qun Xiu's eyes flew wildly, and he planned to wait for the time to come, and immediately escaped.

The Nine Babies were extremely annoyed, the Tengu was conceived by a wisp of divine soul in his true body, and he had not fought in actual combat and his eyes were blind, and he could not exert much of his combat power when he was panicking.

Looking back at his body, the injuries caused by the blue water flute are repeated, the meridians are broken, and the mana is unsustainable.

Jiuying gritted his teeth, and sacrificed his hand to sacrifice the square pot immortal mountain and smashed it, and the verdant mountain peaks suddenly rose out of thin air, like a meteor falling to the ground, and fell rapidly.

Ji Pan thought that the Buddha bone was in the way, so he directly flicked it into Ji Chong's body, and sneered: "At the end of the strong crossbow, why resist in vain!"

The Buddha's bones were as fast as flying stars, Ji Chong stepped on the empty space, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Li Chonglou rushing to grab it. He lifted the red pink skull sword diagonally, and swung out the Dao blade light to block it in the center.

Suddenly, the breeze in the oblique thorn blew on the face, and an ethereal cloud of smoke swept quickly, rolling the Buddha's bones and flashing slightly, and suddenly disappeared like a yellow crane.

Such a shocking method of retreat completely shocked the group cultivators! Everyone present was an extraordinary person, but they had not even seen the figure and appearance of the comer.

Looking around, Hongfei was in the dark, Ji Chong hated his hands and feet numb, he had always been clothed and fed, how could he have suffered such a great humiliation.

The blind young man's expression froze, and he released a monstrous divine thought to sweep through the wilderness, but it was a pity that the treasure snatcher came and went abruptly, as if it had never appeared, and the tengu was full of hatred and anger, and his face turned green with anger.

Miao Zhan everyone froze, and then the robes and clothes were agitated, and a series of figures ran hand in hand to ride the wind and leave the string.

The smoke and rain between the heavens and the earth were drenched, and suddenly I saw ten thousand rays of light blooming in mid-air, and the pressure of the magnificent mountains and rivers of Fanghu Immortal Mountain was actually resisted by Zhu Yan, who was as thin as dust.

Jiuying's expression was terrible, he froze for a few breaths, and squirted a mouthful of essence blood to enhance the power of the Dao technique, and the abundant spiritual energy was combined into a blade, and it was slashed fiercely.

This blow was desperate, and Zhu Yan was cut open in response, Ji Pan couldn't dodge, and his left arm was once again stirred into blood foam.

The treasure was lost, and both sides were defeated, and the group cultivators looked lonely, only verbally arrogant, and dispersed.