The sound of gongs and drums stopped, and the fierce battle flags of the competition were like leaves floating in the rain, washed away by the rain of swords, hanging low and humbling to the dust.

Dressed in a Confucian robe, Halfe stood with his hands under the head of the boat, examining the sword rain in the air, urging the white jade wolf pen in front of him, splashing ink in the air, and depicting three thousand seal characters in a moment, and the words were shining.

Seeing this, Halfe knew Gu Chen's strength in his heart, and felt that he was seventy or eighty percent sure of blocking Gu Chen, and pointed to the sword cultivator who was standing in the sky.

"Gu Chen, my friend, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, Luoyang's actions are extremely evil, your Excellency does not help your relatives, on behalf of Kunlun is so protective, not afraid of thunder and punishment from the sky?"

"The body is not afraid of the shadow, how is Kunlun, how can the little uncle not be your turn to comment, time will prove everything, retreat, don't kill, don't be merciful, don't blame ......"

"Gu Chen, you don't want to shake us with words, we have already put life and death out of the way, in order to support the righteousness, we would rather die!"

Without waiting for Gu Chen's words, Halfe resolutely stepped into the air, and his mind guided, the ink pen swiped faster, and the big characters of nearly 10,000 dragons and phoenixes gradually pressed down the sword rain.

Someone took the lead, and the young man who was shaken in the center of the boat had a fixed backbone, and they all sacrificed the magic weapon and rushed to kill Gu Chen.

Seeing this situation, Halfe opened his mouth again and again, laughing loudly, and his tone was excited, constantly pouring oil into the already burning fireworks.

"Justice and truth are always in the hands of a few, and the world is black, and we are waiting for a monologue. ”

"In troubled times, we should be like a pure lotus in the pool, out of the mud without staining, blooming towards the sun, let Qunfang be secretly jealous!"

......

This group of teenagers is the same age as Zhao Shaoxue, and they are in a state of mood, and they are even more enthusiastic through the atmosphere, and they rush to Gu Chen desperately.

The two or three teenagers noticed something unusual, stopped to protect themselves, looked at Gu Chen, looked at the hot-blooded young man who was so forgetful that he was charging forward, secretly hooked the corners of his mouth, and was happy.

"Zhutian Jedi Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Silent Spirit Sword Formation, up!"

Under the pen of white jade, the ink streamer crossed the sky, Gu Chen's unhurried induction formation, the sword fell all over the sky, and Halfe probe held the hook that appeared out of thin air, and smiled at the surrounding teenagers being annihilated by the sword light.

Everything is in the plan, but why do you have a strange feeling in your heart, what is wrong?

"You did a good job, this elixir is my reward for you......"

The Heavenly Master chuckled and stretched out his palm, a touch of greed flashed in Half's eyes, he took the elixir, and said flatteringly: "Thank you God, this plan to sow discord, it is really clever to kill people with a knife, and kill the descendants of dozens of forces in one fell swoop, this time Kunlun will die if he does not die!"

"Thanks to your assistance from the side, as a reward, wake up now!"

The tone of the Heavenly Master's voice suddenly changed, very similar to Gu Chen, Halfe panicked, looked around the sky, and felt the hidden murderous eyes of those disciples and heroes, and his mind moved, pointing at Gu Chen, and the wicked sued first.

"Gu Chen, you actually use illusions to confuse me, sow discord, such despicable means, do you really think we are all fools?"

When these words came out, the eyes of some heroes changed, and it was true that Halfe was in a fantasy, but who knew what happened in this illusion?

Put yourself in your shoes, if they were Kunlun, they would also do whatever it takes, in other words, it is not impossible for Haldex to plant blame.

Aware of everything, Haldex lowered the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised, his mind changed, and he was about to speak again, when a line of sword light floated through the void.

The headless body fell, Xianzhou fell into a dead silence again, everyone, look at me, I look at you, a sword scattered to squeeze out of the crowd, and before he could speak, another sword fell.

Blood stained the red shipboard, and in the silence like death, Lin Mu came with his sword, looked at Gu Chen, and said coldly: "Uncle Li said, there is no need to trouble them so much, whoever opens his mouth will kill him, Kunlun is called the Immortal Gate is just a matter of the last few thousand years, when Kunlun supported Great Xia, it was called Kunlun Demon Sect!"

"No matter how wind and rain come, Kunlun will always be Kunlun ......"

Gu Chen muttered softly, his gaze swept over the immortal boat, the sword commanded, and the streamer fell, nailing the few scattered cultivators who had been locked for a long time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, dare to ask what black and white is?"

The sound of the sword falling, Gu Chen took a step forward, and suddenly the wind whistled, and the Heaven Destroying Jedi Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Silent Spirit Sword Formation really showed light and shadow, and the humming sword roar moved with the wind, making people tremble.

"Hahaha, Gu Chen's fellow Daoist don't want the atmosphere, I came to Kunlun today completely because of the villain's provocation, it has nothing to do with black and white, let alone right or wrong, this is going back, this is going back. ”

The old road that is close to the old age stepped forward to play haha, and gave a fist salute to everyone, Sen Luo's killing machine flashed away, the Dao realm unfolded, everyone felt that the mountains were standing up, looking at the old way of standing up and playing haha, looking at Gu Chen, clasping fists before and after, and scattering away.

Lao Dao chuckled and bowed, as if he was bidding farewell to a friend who had not been seen for a long time, and his body slowly changed when he got up, and finally turned into Wuchen. Scholarly

The heavenly master was about to fall the chess pieces, looking at Qiongxiao Peak through the heavy void, the peaks and peaks in the clouds and mist were very quiet, the mountain spring was agitated, and a graceful neon rose, the mountains were high and the forest was dense and the fog was deep, and the old man was not seen.

"Qingxu, where have you been?"

The Heavenly Master hesitated to withdraw the chess pieces in his hand, looking around at the rolling red dust, the uneasiness in his heart could not be dissipated at all, and the departure of Qingxu and the further progress of Wuchen were nothing more than two possibilities.

First, if you want to capture the old and indulge, as before, lure the enemy deep and kill them all.

Second, Qingxu was indeed too seriously injured and could fall at any time, so he passed on the merit to Wu Chen.

Either way, if you don't figure out the pass, it will be difficult to play chess in the future, but fortunately, the opportunity is not impossible, and a line of Luoyang Demon World is the best opportunity!

The peach blossoms flowing in front of the mountain, the egret shadow outside the mountain is oblique, the drizzle is continuous, the boat is floating in the flowing water, the scene is picturesque.

There was a thunderclap, and the brilliant streamer shocked into the scroll, and without pausing for a moment in the scroll, another glow fell into the sky.

The water is broken, the heron is hidden, the rain is resting, the boat sinks underwater, the streamers continue to collide, the sword chant is endless, one person and one god climb high step by step, and the party hits from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky.

"There is no sword in my heart, and it is extremely clear and obscure. ”

The young god saw the opportunity, dodged to avoid the glow of the oncoming slash, his body was like a swimming dragon, the sword was swift and fast, the invisible and colorless sword cut through the void, and the thick sea of clouds was scattered in two neat halves, and there was no glow but it was difficult for people to look directly.

"Listen to thunder, break the tide, and get drunk with flowers!"

Luoyang fixed his eyes and watched for a moment, the wooden sword was slashed, three swords were thought of in one thought, the sword light overlapped and fell, and the wooden sword returned to the sheath after breaking the sword light of the gods, and the sword intent converged, as still as the water, brewing a monstrous wave.

"Hide the swordsmanship, judge the crime, and have fun!"

The handsome and cold god looked at Luoyang, secretly mobilized his spiritual power, hung the side of the sword's eyebrows, swallowed the sword intent, and embraced all rivers.

The sword intent extended and touched, the two swords moved together, and the two sword lights carved out the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

Before the wind calmed down, Deng Hui couldn't wait to wave his palm, disperse the unsightly Rao Yun, and see the inner scene.

Luoyang's wooden sword turned into flying ashes, and his shoulders were flushed with wisps of bright red, and the handsome god was unharmed, and turned around calmly, looking at Luoyang who took out the wooden sword again, opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and spoke out for a long time, "You won!"

The sound fell, the gods disappeared into the sky, Deng Hui beckoned to Zuo Gu, took a jar of good wine, and said proudly: "Yang Xuan, too, pretending to be unharmed, suppressing the surging qi and blood alive, and having to waste a good golden pill." ”

"It's not like that, it's all the same sword defeat, just he pretends, as if we are not as good as him. ”

Zuo Gu answered loudly, and also disdained the white-clothed god who had cut off a sword in Luoyang, leaned on the spear behind his back, took a jar of old wine, and exchanged respects with Yang Xuan, drank a heart, and the lifeless heavenly palace was lively.

At this time, Luoyang stepped on the clouds, looked at the talisman in his hand, looked at these people who stayed to watch the excitement, counted those who left like Yang Xuan, raised his head again, stared at the last name, and repeated the words that he had said countless times in a cold voice.

"I'm here to find Tang Ziwei to discuss the sword, you ask him, do I go in, or do he come out. ”

The god shook his palm, put down the order in his hand, and used a color for his subordinates, and the little god who had risen from the world quickly ran to the hall, and did not take a few steps, and bumped into Tang Ziwei head-on, and was about to bend his waist to salute and was held by the neck, dragged to the gate of heaven like a dead dog, and threw it in front of Luoyang like an abandoned track.

"Hey, there is a saying in the world, a person attains the Tao, the chicken dog ascends to heaven, originally the king still has questions about the chicken dog that ascends to heaven, thinking about what they will become, now it seems that the dog is the dog, no matter where it is. ”

Luoyang looked at the gods who didn't even dare to struggle to get up, shook his head, and didn't say much politely to Tang Ziwei, and the sword intent burst out, gathering clouds in all directions.

Tang Ziwei stretched out his palm to block it in front of him, his smile was full of contempt, and said, "If it was that sword, I might be afraid of you, but now, you have been fighting hard for a long time, and you only have a wooden sword in your hand, will one hand be a little redundant?"

The voice was not loud, but it was like Luoyang's sword intent that caused everyone to look up, Deng Hui even narrowed his eyes, looked at the unruly prince, his smile was full of disdain, one hand blocked the verdict, just by him Tang Ziwei?

As before, the fluttering sword intent suddenly condensed and converged, the clouds were fixed, the wind rose, and the aurora like a cow's hair crossed the sea of clouds, Tang Ziwei stood calmly in place, yawning in the face of this sword that frustrated more than a dozen gods, and let the wooden sword fall.

The dragon chanted shockingly, and the invincible conviction hovered in front of Tang Ziwei's palm, Deng Hui let go of his palm in disbelief, and the next moment he scooped up the wine jar in front of his knees, blinked, and took a closer look at Tang Ziwei, feeling that everything was like a dream.

"Luoyang, as I said, to block your sword, this palm is enough, the game between Tiangong and yours is almost the same here, now give me defeat!"

The sound fell, his right hand waved lightly, and the sword roared in the sleeve of his robe, and the green dragon roared towards Luoyang with a hideous scale and claw.

Seeing this weather, Deng Hui smashed the wine jar in his hand, and Zuo Gu exclaimed in surprise, "The secret sword of the superior dragon path must be killed, and the green dragon in the sleeve!