In late spring, the mountains are noisy, and the nine-stream immortal boats gathered outside Kunlun Mountain are even more peaceful.

Yang Tianfeng stood at the head of the boat with his hands in his hands, staring at the famous Zhutian Jedi Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Silent Spirit Sword Formation of the Six Realms, clasping his fists and knocking on the mountain gate.

"Yang Tianfeng, the leader of the Four Seas Alliance, begged to see Ruoshui senior!"

In the depths of the mountain mist, the fiery red glow shone slightly, Lin Mu lazily walked out of the formation with a wooden sword, looked at the imposing nine-stream immortal boat, instantly dispersed the sleepiness, retreated into the formation and bowed to Yang Tianfeng, and said: "If the water ancestor has been in retreat for many days, he has already declined the Heavenly Palace Pan Tao Society. ”

"Fighting with the sky is endless, although Kunlun is closed, it is still the same style. ”

Yang Tianfeng didn't smile, there was a thorn in Lin Mu's words, he wouldn't be polite, but he was just a small Kunlun disciple, if he didn't have the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Spirit Sword Formation, he would be crushed into ashes!

Lin Mu snorted coldly, and transmitted the sound in ten directions, "You are really ugly, I don't want to talk to you more, you are counted as one another, if you have the ability, you will attack it, Kunlun has no other confidence, just you, three thousand years can not break through the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Spirit Sword Formation!"

Ignoring Yang Tianfeng's changing face, he walked into the mountain fog with his sleeves, and his figure gradually disappeared, but there were several light and delicate tones.

"Huangkou Xiao'er, be so presumptuous, damn it!" the burly Wu Xiu exclaimed angrily.

The old man who knew his fate smiled lightly and said, "What Liu Zhangjiao said is good, if Xuanyun Mountain takes the lead, I am willing to follow closely behind." ”

Although the Taoist looked joking, his tone was very yin and yang, and there were one and one present, no one doubted it, but if he entered the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Silent Spirit Sword Formation of the Zhutian Jedi, Zixiaomen would definitely leave no bones and scum in the Xuanyun Mountain Pit.

Liu Taihe's clenched fists also slowly loosened, looking at the chuckling old dao, as if he hadn't heard Fang Cai's yin and yang weirdness, he smiled softly, kind and kind, hiding the endless blade.

"What Master Lu said is wrong, what is my Xuanyun Mountain, a third-rate sect, the most powerful Caiyun Feixia Sword is not as good as the Zixiao Sect's Ten Directions Thunder Mirror, how can I be a pioneer?"

"The world is just thunder, and there is really no more suitable way to conquer this demon cave that hides filth and dirt than the Ten Directions Thunder Mirror, but unfortunately, it was smashed by someone with a sword!"

One old and one young, with their lips and swords, the rest of the people smiled and looked at it with interest, it was none of their business, Yang Tianfeng looked at the cultivators around him quietly, his palm hidden in the sleeve of his robe was slowly clenched, and he sighed lightly in his heart.

In the same boat, but not together, Lin Mu's words are absolutely good, with the crowd, don't say three thousand years, even if it is six thousand years, I am afraid that it will not be able to break through this formation.

Li Qinyue's step is very beautiful, Luoyang is coming back at a very good time, at this moment Kunlun is invincible although he has nothing, if he wants to eradicate the roots, he can only wait.

"Let's go, Luoyang has long been expelled from Kunlun Mountain, it is a meticulous work sent into the world by the demon clan, such demons, cultivators in the world deserve to be punished......"

"There must be brave men under the so-called heavy reward, I started the Four Seas Alliance, whoever kills Luoyang, rewards the fiefdom of ten cities, and fifteen cars of high-grade spirit stones!"

"Hahaha, the alliance leader is atmospheric, I ...... Zixiaomen"

The demon hunting order is like a spark that is thrown into dry firewood, taking advantage of the wind in the dark, but it is only half a day, burning the red dust.

Luoyang didn't know this, just before the sword left the sea area, more than a dozen arrays unfolded at the same time, and before Luoyang could see what kind of formation it was, it suddenly exploded, and the nine-colored streamer instantly wiped out the sky flowing clouds.

After a long time, the wind and clouds settled, the delicate Qinglian appeared in the eyes of everyone, looking at Luoyang, who was unharmed, the leader waved his hand, and was about to call everyone to retreat, and the white-clothed sword cultivator standing in the void space appeared behind him at some point.

As soon as it was dark, the Taoist fell to the ground, and the brothers who kept saying that they lived and died together fled even faster.

Can you escape?

Standing still, moving to kill the enemy thousands of miles away, this is Kunlun's sword cultivation, once Luoyang couldn't do it, and now, with the assistance of Senluo Wanxiang, Luoyang will not blow the dust.

The three flowers are in full bloom, and the three-color streamer breaks into the crowd like a fish, accurately nailing all the cultivators who have just started!

"No matter what happens, help me bring them a message, and anyone who wants to kill me is ready to be killed!"

Luoyang looked at the cultivators around him, stepped into the clouds, moved with his sword, and did not wait to look at the mountains and rivers under the sword, two rays of light came at the same time, Luoyang's figure flashed, and he cut off the heads of the two people mercilessly, lightly pulled the sword flower, and walked towards the city with the heavenly sword.

This time is different from before, Luoyang doesn't want to hide at all, he is above board, and moves forward slowly, these people who came to kill him may or may not be innocent, but if they come, they will no longer be innocent.

Whether it's annoyance or resentment to die here, no matter what, Luoyang has to settle accounts with their share of the Four Seas Alliance.

A few seabirds moored rose into the air, and the old and young fat and thin cultivators lined up in a line, from the city gate to the Sihai Alliance station inside, the long street was silent, and the flowing clouds forgot to leave, examining this group of greedy people.

Spend fifteen silver to buy a moving clock, and you can sell it for fifty or even five hundred silver if you change hands!

Such a huge profit does not need to pay too much, you just need to queue up patiently here.

A wisp of murderous aura gradually approached, and the middle-aged cultivator at the end of the team looked back, looked at Luoyang, and fled away in horror, and fear was like sunlight through the clouds, spreading wildly on the long street.

"Luoyang, you demon just came here?" 4E

The cultivators outside the courtyard dispersed, and the black-robed cultivator of Futai flew out of the courtyard, pinching the sword fingers in his hand, guiding the snake-like purple demon sword to hang by his side, wrapped in crimson streamers, which was an unbreakable light that only a five-qi cultivator could cultivate.

Luoyang didn't take the dazzling Tianmang to heart, his footsteps didn't stop, and he continued to move forward, "Joke, the world is big, the chaos is far away, I have a sword in my hand, you tell me, where to go, where to go?"

Hearing the sound of the cultivator raised his eyebrows lightly, he felt that he could not take advantage of his tongue, so he didn't say much, stomped his feet, stepped on the bluestone street, and stabbed the demon sword steadily, like a spring breeze, it was obviously a fierce demon sword, but it gave people a sense of prosperity, so that the cultivators couldn't help but be surprised.

"The solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary yang does not grow...... What a powerful Yin-Yang Dao method of death and life!"

"Fart, where do you see that the yin and yang are reincarnating, this is clearly a peerless sword scripture, so it can be more than the body, making this demon sword sprout full of vitality. ”

"You fart, this is clearly ......"

"What this fellow Daoist said is right, this is indeed a peerless sword scripture that has been lost for a long time, called Sanyuan Nine Fortunes!"

"Three Yuan Nine Luck?"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked cultivator's face sank, suppressed the resentment in his heart, and deliberately raised his voice.

Outside the Yunshang Street, a group of cultivators looked at the old Dao of Hefa who had just spoken, and everyone watched, Lao Dao didn't dare to say anything more, glanced at the cultivator who controlled the demon sword, and drove the Escape Light Talisman to flee away in a hurry.

At this time, the demon sword quietly fell into the air, the cultivator shook his wrist and stirred out of thin air, the sword moved with his body, his body followed the sword, and another sword fell, the sword intent was surging like a wave, and about forty sword lights were born out of thin air.

Luoyang withdrew and retreated, and the cultivator Imperial Sword advanced again......

As the ancients said: "One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion." ”

The three swords missed, and the sword intent of the black-robed cultivator did not decrease by a single cent, but increased several times, and with a stab of the sword, the three stars behind him were dazzling, and eighty sword lights swept into the sky, forcing the two or three Luo cultivators to fly and retreat.

In the General Courtyard of the Four Seas League, Yang Tianfeng stared at Luoyang, who was forced to be unable to draw his sword, laughed loudly, looked at the burly martial artist on the left hand side who was savoring the tea, and did not hide his admiration and praise.

"Everyone says that the sword is out of Kunlun, and it seems that the rumors are wrong at the moment, I think the sword of Xuanyun Mountain is no worse than Kunlun's. ”

"Uncle Kunlun, after Qi Tian, he was forced to be unable to get out of the sword, it's a joke!"

"The alliance leader praises, this set of sword scriptures is called three yuan and nine fortunes, it is realized by dividing the ancient method of the great time calendar, one luck and twenty swords come out together, three fortunes are one yuan, and my golden master and nephew are now just stacking the momentum of one yuan and one luck......"

Liu Taihe smiled lightly, took a sip of Qingming, deliberately sold Guan Zi without saying a word, looked at the rank of master proudly, and waited for Yang Tianfeng to ask.

Yang Tianfeng didn't care about this careful thinking, and even cooperated to make a look of expectation, "What if it is the trend of stacking the three elements?"

Everyone had never seen this set of swordsmanship, and they were also curious, and looked at Liu Taihe at the same time.

In front of everyone's eyes, Liu Taihe put down the porcelain cup unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "The ancient calendar, twenty years is one luck, three luck is one yuan, and three yuan is one hundred and eighty years, corresponding to the nine stars of the heavenly time......"

"When borrowing the sky, thousands of weather, this sword is not a Luoyang, even ten Luoyang will have to be shattered, and the soul will be scattered!"

Yang Tianfeng nodded, looked up, at this time, the starlight behind the golden was already condensed nine, with the demon sword hanging in front of the eyebrows, the three stars stacked and swallowed thousands of streamers, for a time the sky was dark, ethereal, nine bright starlight converged into a line, through the sky, unstoppable.

The cultivators who faced this sword fled in panic, and many of them were extremely loose cultivators, but Luoyang stood calmly in place, slowly raising the heavenly sword, bringing up a hazy golden light, and the fireworks were moving.

"I'd rather take it from the straight than from the song, how dare the fireworks in the world face the panic of heaven?"

Looking at Luoyang, who was urging the fireworks, Yang Tianfeng raised his wine glass with a cruel smile, if Luoyang did not come out with a sword, he would be defeated, and there was still something to say on the rivers and lakes.

But now, Luoyang used his strongest sword, and then lost to Jin Zhi, Kunlun's reputation was gone, and Xuanyun Mountain will step on Kunlun to the top, Luoyang's conceit at this moment is tantamount to digging his own grave!

As soon as he raised his glass at the same time, Liu Taihe's smile suddenly froze, and the unstoppable sword fell into the fireworks, like a fist on a cotton cloth, washing away all the divine will.

The Heavenly Sword slashed heavily on the demon sword, and the blade that was worn out of the sword intent let out a restless wail, and then was blasted into powder by the mighty sword light!

Jin Zhi roared and crushed the jade talisman in his hand, the streamer shone, the sword fell, and a lifeless corpse appeared out of thin air in the temple holding the wine glass, Yang Tianfeng shook his palm slightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, pretended to be sad, and saluted Liu Taihe.

"Liu Zhangjiao, mourning ......"

The rest of the sect masters put down their wine glasses at the same time, and the old Taoist of Zixiaomen secretly smiled brightly, and did not hesitate to fall into the well, but he also pretended to be compassionate, and sighed, "Everyone, Luoyang is powerful and cunning, and every young disciple is the hope of the future, do what you can!"

Liu Taihe's face turned blue and purple for a while, and he looked up at the mirror, after Luoyang killed Jin, he did not leave, but pondered in the clouds, and stepped out of the sword.

A series of nine swords, majestic, sword rain in the sky, a sword to hide the meaning, a sword stabbed out, nine stars in a row, the mighty sword light poured into the open sea, bombarding and killing countless fishmen peeping into the battle situation.

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