The clouds under the moon dispersed, revealing a large starlight.

The golden sword light did not enter the sea of clouds, as if it was the sun in the sky, selflessly dedicating the light to this dark land.

Feng Ling issued a holy decree and flew up to the eaves with two pots of imperial wine.

Tiny golden points of light floated across the roof, warm enough to dispel the loneliness.

The sadness in the monarch's heart dissipated a little, pursed his lips and smiled, looking at the sword and asking the god of white-clothed sword cultivation, looking forward to the warm light, waiting for triumph.

"Go, cut everything, it's too late in the night, and we need light, light like yours!"

Luoyang slowly raised his head, his short hair on his forehead danced lightly, meeting the scorching flame in his eyes, and it was difficult to calm down.

Even if Xu Xiang can cover the sky with one hand, he still can't bend the waist of the swordsman!

Xu Xiang stood in place with a solemn expression, not dodging or dodging, waiting for Luoyang's sword momentum to climb to the peak, and suddenly took a step forward.

The earth disintegrated, scattered bricks and stones swayed together with the sand, and turned into a storm that spread wildly around, collapsing the walls and collapsing the hall, and the exquisitely carved glazed tiles and large pieces of gold lacquer temple pillars were rolled up high, scattered into flying sand, and turned into swords, like thousands of troops and horses, rushing forward.

Yuehua traced the blade of the sword, the heavenly sword fell, the nine-foot light sword collapsed and flowed clouds, cut the storm, hovered six feet in front of the old man, paused slightly, and then entered two inches, which was indescribable.

"It's a very talented sword cultivator, but unfortunately, it's too obsessive, it's hard to understand, and I've already cut off my future!"

The sloppy old man stood up, stared in the direction of Linzi, muttered softly, and reached out with his palm, easily crushing the lightsaber.

The star-picking handprint was photographed in the air, covering the moon sky, and the power was far greater than that of the Son of Heaven's Fantian Seal hundreds of times.

Luoyang didn't want to hide, and he couldn't hide, so he collected his sword and charged, stabbing straight at the old man's eyebrows, fine light and shadow fluttering behind him, two blood and tears slipped from the corners of Luoyang's eyes, and the heavenly sword advanced three points and hovered three feet in front of the old man.

The big handprint above Qiongxiao fell, Luoyang was slapped into the ground, countless demons circulated under the skin, bones were broken and tendons were broken, and the heart-rending pain tormented the young man's nerves, making Luoyang can't help but exhale a few wails, clenching his sword eyebrows, and enduring the pain that is almost bone-shattering and the numbness and itchiness of thousands of insects.

"Hand over the method of holding this sword, I can spare you from death, give you some gold and silver, and ensure that you are happy for the rest of your life!"

Through Xu Xiang's gaze, the old man stared at the young man who was holding the heavenly sword and did not let go, polishing his will and concealing his fighting spirit.

Luoyang was silent, Xu Xiang pinched Luoyang's skull with his hand, and pulled Luoyang out of the ground like a radish.

"Give me the sword, you won't have to endure this pain anymore, and the Qi country will be safe and sound, otherwise I will torture you to the end of the years and slaughter this country!"

Luoyang was still silent, he opened his eyes with great effort, opened his mouth, and tried his best to quench out a mouthful of blood foam, he also wanted to let out a breath of sword qi and kill Dingding with one blow, but it took a lot of spiritual energy to heal the wounds of Immortal Demon Yan, and quenching this mouthful of blood foam was already the only thing he could do.

"Bastard!"

The old man was furious and smashed his fist on Luoyang's stomach, blasting Luoyang into the smoke and dust, looking at the evil cultivators who knelt down in submission, and snorted coldly: "Kill, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

"Command!"

The evil cultivators shouted in unison, dodging into the night, the sergeant watching the battle was cut off by the sword light before he could react, Luoyang struggled to get up again, and raised the heavenly sword little by little, the golden sword that used to be like the sun was now as faint as a candle.

The sloppy old man narrowed his eyes, took a step, shrunk into inches, and appeared behind Luoyang in an instant, like a naughty boy who kicked Xiaoshi, kicked Luoyang a hundred steps away, dodged and chased closer, and smashed him into the ground with his fist.

The sand and stones took off, Luoyang struggled to get up, and before he could stand up, the soft drink in his ears was like thunder.

"Stubborn!"

The broken walls flew away, the potholed streets continued to enlarge and shrink, there was a dull knocking sound in the ears, as if dozens of people were hitting their heads with sticks, the night was dark, the wind was a little strong, the legs were trembling, and they would still be knocked down when they stood up, but they still had to stand up.

The curled figure gradually straightened up, Luoyang raised the heavenly sword again, and couldn't see the trace of Xu Xiang, so he slashed out a sword in the direction of the heart, the plain white sword light slashed through the void, and the sharp and unparalleled sword arc slashed heavily on the Dao realm of the sloppy cultivator, and the shattering sound exploded, and the invincible Daluo cultivator was like a bluestone floating in the water, constantly rising and falling on the long street of the pit, and he fell into the ruins in embarrassment, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Luoyang smiled forcefully, swallowing the aura in a big gulp, the injuries on his body gradually healed, and the trembling sword blade gradually stabilized, still alive, and some fought.

The sloppy old man struggled to get up, staring at the merry sword immortal behind Luoyang, his eyes widened angrily, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Young Patriarch, if you don't come sooner or later, you come at this time, and you really don't care about the future of your Kunlun!"

"Hmph, you old bastard would say, as a reward, leave it for me today!"

Words are not speculative, murderous, the young patriarch retracted the sword finger on Luoyang's shoulder, when the emptiness leads, the faint starlight is suddenly dazzling, turning into an immeasurable fairy sword, when the sky is silent, the landscape is like the tide of Qiantang, and it is impossible to live forever just by looking at it.

"All evil nights, set the chaos, kill!"

The young patriarch pointed to the sky, drank through the remnant clouds, and led the sword to fall like rain.

The evil cultivators who were rampant in the city were nailed one by one, Xu Xiang roared forward, facing the rain of swords, his spiritual power was agitated, his body continued to wither, and his momentum gradually calmed down, obviously planning to die with Luoyang.

The young patriarch was amused by this annoyed and angry trick, looked at Luoyang, and laughed softly: "Look at it, this is called Ling Xiao Open Heaven Sword!"

The sound fell, and the sword finger pointing at Qiong Xiao suddenly fell, the sword qi rolled, and the void reached by the plain white sword arc all disintegrated, revealing a large area of pitch-black and dead void, and disappeared into the night after slashing Xu Xiang.

The blue sea split, the sword intent opened the sea, straight towards the sloppy old man, the heavenly master squinted his eyes, his wrist moved lightly, a fishing hook fell out of thin air, the sloppy old man disappeared out of thin air, the sword intent of the open sky dissipated at the same time, but the blue sea that was cut off could not be restored for a long time.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to know more, and it's often easier to reach the top by focusing on it. ”

"I don't want to be at the top, I want to be detached!"

"That's the ...... to learn more"

The young patriarch chuckled and nodded, looking at the gilded brilliance outside the imperial mausoleum, the sleeves of his robe waved lightly, and the sword intent of opening the sky fell in the air, and the gilded brilliance that the cultivators thought was indestructible was like flower paper under a knife, and it was easily cut in half.

The night of Qianyang Mountain is very dark, the colorful clouds in the sky are flashing with dim light, countless broken arrows are scattered in the wilderness, the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Formation on the other side of the mountain covers most of the dome, which is extremely dazzling, several broken long strings are scattered on the surrounding land, and the Qi army behind the first blocking line holds the shield and stares at the gradually dissipating array.

The arrow box and talisman have been emptied, and after that, there is a death match, kill with a knife, bite with teeth, as long as there is a breath, you can't call the resentful spirit over!

Fan Wen squinted, stood on the top of the mountain, clutched the last thunderbolt arrow, locked on a wolf-shaped resentful spirit that rushed to the front, the thunderbolt was terrifying, a hundred electric lights raged in the mountains, thirty-six transparent light swords fell into the mountains at the same time, three points of golden light passed through the shadows, and the immeasurable sword shadows formed a formation, and nearly a thousand undead resentful spirits were slashed into majestic spiritual power.

Kong Zhou gestured to Fan Wen, the sword soared into the air, the shadow of the Thrilling Hong made a circle in the air, the Nine Heavens Stacked Spirit Sword Array was not dispersed, and there were eighty-one brilliant lightsabers to calm the eight directions, the thunder prison came, and the sunken mountains sank again, pulling out the mountains on both sides out of thin air a few feet.

"Kong Zhou, it's not high enough, go on!"

Fan Yinghou squinted his eyes, sketched with pen and ink, according to the calculation, he had to go down at least five zhang!

"Heavenly Fire Flowing Heart, Kai!"

After a long silence, the light whistle passed through the communication talisman, and three thousand six hundred flying swords of light and shadow spun straight into the sky, attracting Zeliu wind and fire, deriving countless meteorites, scattering and scattering, and the sky was full of fire and rain.

The roar resounded through the field, flying sand and stones, endless sword qi danced lightly with the wind, and the earth continued to sink, one zhang, two zhang......

Governor Kong let out a sigh, took a pill, and encouraged all the spiritual power to pour into the formation, and the fire rain once again occupied a large area of Qiongxiao, and a wave of qi pressed the small plain to the bottom again.

"Withdraw, cover each other. ”

Tian Yu whispered the edict, turned around and looked at Wang Tao, his eyebrows and eyes were full of triumph, Qi State's defense was impeccable, and the next thing was to look at Qin State.

The Qi army withdrew from its position, and at the same time, the Qin army on the peaks on both sides handed over in an orderly manner, Fan Wen stood on the top of the peak, took the prepared quiver, drew a vermilion arrow and shot it towards the dome.

At some point, the black-clothed scouts who had hidden in the mountains on both sides appeared in shape, shouting grotesque trumpets, using flying hooks to fall from the edge of the cliff, their bodies flashing, and from time to time they opened their bows and arrows, shooting several lost spirits, leading the undead to the trap laid in advance.

Huang Kai stood on the top of a nameless mountain, looking at the group of sturdy Qin State scouts from afar, and couldn't help but worry, and said, "The line I hang is relatively high, will it be ......?"

"No, the training height of my Qin State scout is knee-high. ”

Qin Bing, who had a serious face, licked his thumb, calculated the endless storm brought by the Heavenly Fire Flow Heart Sword Array, secretly corrected the deviation in his heart, and replaced the pot arrow from the Sumeru bag, and there were three shallow notches on the arrow shaft.

"What's your name, look at your appearance, your marksmanship is very strong?"

"My name is Li Rong, an eight-generation Orion, and I can wear Yang in a hundred steps. ”

Qin Bing's expression was serious, he opened his bow and set up an arrow, raised his bow and threw it, and a red-eyed electric light fell in the air, nailing an undead resentful spirit that had slipped through the net in the forest.

"Li Rong, don't be nosy, you kid, Lao Tzu has seen him!"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Wang, I look at my itchy hands. ”

"Itchy hands, ask your kid to participate in the scout and you don't participate, it's a pity that your hand archery skills!"

Li Rong put down the communication talisman, smiled without saying a word, raised his bow and nailed a resentful spirit to death, Huang Kai looked at the young man's high-spirited appearance, secretly measured the distance up and down the mountain, and privately admired Li Rong's archery skills, and was very curious why he didn't join the Qin Army Scout Squad.

"Why don't you join the Scout Squad?"

"I have a wife and daughter at home, I am not sure that I will survive when I join the scout team, I go to the battlefield for the country, and I survive for the family. ”

Huang Kai nodded, thinking of his father at home, clenched his fists, and slowly relieved after a moment of worry, he was born to die, and if he wanted to survive on the battlefield, he couldn't bring too much.

Concerned, after the end of the war, there is an opportunity.

"One more thing I'm curious about, since you don't want to join the scouts, why do you know the intensity of their training. ”

"Just because I'm not sure now doesn't mean that I won't have the future, human potential is unlimited, no worse than gods, demons, demons and ghosts!"

"Self-improvement?"

"Yes, it's self-improvement!"