The strange pine leans on the cliff, and the clouds and mist are treacherous.

The blue sky is like washing, the scorching sun, the murmuring water under the cliff, bypassing the craggy and strange rocks between the river valleys, and wandering in the ancient trees in the mountains with the occasional bird song, benefiting all things without fighting.

The green waves on the cliff surged, and the slender girl in black flashed out of the mountain forest, jumped into the river valley, her dress fluttered, fluttering like a fairy, and fell on the edge of the spring in the blink of an eye.

The girl is twenty-eight years old, covered her face with black veil, carries a dark iron sword box, holds a jade jade bottle, and looks at the clear spring to take care of herself.

Kunlun Xianmen is indispensable to this clear spring water whether it is watering the spiritual field or cooking the spiritual food, as long as she throws the poisonous Gu into the spring water, she can take revenge, but the master saved her, the master raised her, she really can't do it.

The master is right, it's just Qi Tianxiang who is wrong.

In the Qianling Secret Room, sensing the girl's hesitation, Qianyuzi gently lit the candle flame and transmitted the sound through the Gu worm in the girl's body.

"Stinging Sparrow, think of your tragic death master, think of their protection and connivance with the celestial phenomena. People are good at being bullied, if you want revenge, this is the only chance!"

"Don't talk about the sword is imminent, at that time Qi Tianxiang and the Jade Emperor will have a battle, Qi Tianxiang is getting older and older, maybe this time he will fall under the Jade Emperor's sword, if you want to fake the hands of others to take revenge, you can leave. ”

The stinger's hand was tighter, and there was a little slaughter in his eyebrows, and he couldn't bear to be swallowed by hatred......

Qian Lingzi leaned comfortably on the stone chair and hooked the corners of her lips proudly.

Time can always easily change everything you know, and things are wrong at every turn.

The stinging finch will not show mercy, she is no longer the pure girl who once was like a lily, her heart has long been swallowed up by hatred!

"Plop!"

The sound of falling water startled several birds, and Qian Lingzi retracted his distraction and looked up to the sky and laughed.

Puppet insects, silk play, from this moment on, half of the Kunlun Immortal Gate has stepped into the grave!

In the north of Xuance City, Jiang Fan pretended to be a naughty boy, walked through the streets and alleys with a string of sugar gourds in his mouth, and after sparing several circles in the city, he swayed and approached the attic of Yagong, and just about to knock on the door, the whole person was pulled into the pavilion by spiritual power.

In the compartment on the roof, the young patriarch sat at the wine table, drank a glass of wine, and looked at Jiang Fan with a smile.

"What is written in the jade slip?"

Jiang Fan scratched his head and replied 1510: "Back to the ancestor, the little uncle is very poor, there is a Sumeru bag on his body, and there is no jade slip in the bag, but there are many swords, and there are also a lot of spirit stones, but they are all inferior." ”

The young patriarch paused, put down the wine glass that was put to his mouth, and walked away in a daze, very worried about the situation of Qi Tianxiang.

I don't have the heart to fight, I guess I won't live long......

Jiang Fan shrugged his shoulders, picked up the chopsticks with a smile, and feasted on them. In what position to worry about, he is just a little disciple, but he doesn't want to work too hard.

The moonlight outside the building is getting colder, the shadows of the trees are faint, Luoyang dodged and landed on the roof of the Xianmeng, looking at the nine-man guards hidden in the courtyard, bowing his head and gently covering the face of the Yama ghost on his face, and when he looked up, the bright moonlight was rendered scarlet.

With a sword in his left hand, the black shadow instantly entered the courtyard, two blood lines rose into the air, and the outermost sergeant of the battle formation knelt on the ground with a muffled hum, and his tendons were broken!

The sergeant major who was responding in the formation subconsciously glanced at him, and the sharp sword light slashed through his neck, and he died in an instant.

"Boss!"

The sergeant who was picked off his hamstring roared, and he struggled to get up while holding Changge, the sword light flashed, his robe fell to one place, and the small courtyard fell into dead silence.

The cold wind was shining, Luoyang paced out of the shadows under the wall, the sword blade was dripping blood, the footsteps echoed, and every step stepped on everyone's hearts.

The army couldn't help but shudder, and before they could come back to their senses, Luoyang's figure disappeared again. Fear began to pervade, and the youngest sergeant's eyes were already red, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble.

"Don't tremble, between death and life, if your hands tremble, your life will be gone!"

A murmur came from his ears, and almost without thinking, the young sergeant slashed out with his backhand, the sword missed, and the long sword took advantage of the weakness to enter, cutting his throat with one blade.

After three kills, Luoyang waved the wooden sword lightly, and the blood line fell into the night.

"Wen'er!"

The sergeant who looked similar to the young man roared sadly, raised his sword high, and slashed it heavily, eager to cut Luoyang in two pieces to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

The knife was fierce, but Luoyang had no intention of dodging, raised his sword and stabbed it along his shoulder, and before the sword fell, a sword pierced through the sergeant's neck.

Pulling out his sword, Luoyang freehand pulled a sword flower, put the sword back into its sheath, and condensed his indifferent eyes, sweeping the eyes of the remaining five people.

There were no sergeants here, just a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

"Let's go together, defend the treasure house, I'd rather die than drag Brother Dong down!" the eldest sergeant greeted, gritted his teeth and took the lead in the attack, followed by the remaining four.

Luoyang looked at everyone's attack, stepped and slashed, the sword qi like the waning moon swept through the small courtyard, the sky was full of smoke and dust, and the five figures fell down together, going to Huangquan together.

On the second floor of the treasure house, Dong Hu hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, closed the wooden window, and retreated into the door of the first floor with a sneer.

He firmly believed that Luoyang would come in, this was the treasure house of the Immortal League, there were thousands of hidden treasure medicines, and the secret techniques of spirit stones were innumerable, as long as it was a person, he could not refuse this temptation.

When the dust fell, Luoyang gently waved away the remnants of the sword on the wooden sword, put the sword back into its sheath, and paced close to the treasure house.

The wooden door opened, and there was a sour roar.

The light of the sword cut through the night, Luoyang flew into the courtyard, raised his sword sideways, and looked at Dong Hu who had collected his knife and got up at the door of the treasure house.

"Boy, thank you for helping me kill them, they adopted me and taught me skills, I really can't do it myself. ”

"Forgetful?"

"That's not the case, they used to be my brothers, but now they are not, their qualifications are too poor, and they can't keep up with my footsteps! Master is about to retire, and the four of us senior brothers are vying for the position of mountain master, my personal guards can't be a waste like them, they will drag me back!"

"Get out of the knife, I hope your knife won't be worse than your people!"

"I'm a bad person? Are you so much better than me? Hide your head and show your tail, and rely on opportunism to win, can you be so complacent, is your sword like this or the sword of the entire Kunlun Immortal Sect is like this? If it's the latter, then it's really unlucky, it's better to die if you are protected by such a sect!"

Dong Hu arbitrarily judged Luoyang's sword, raised the tiger's head golden knife high, and attacked without waiting for Luoyang to draw his sword.

Thousands of blades fell into the red dust, and the day tiger roared lightly to shock the world.

The white-clothed remnants that remained in place were scattered by Dong Hu's knife, the green bricks shattered, and dust rose everywhere. The figure was shaky, Luoyang drew his sword and slashed into the smoke and dust, Dong Hu's ears trembled slightly, and he sneered and slashed Luoyang's wooden sword.

Luoyang turned around to avoid the blade, and held the broken sword body with his left hand to slash out again. Dong Hu calmly erected a golden knife to block his neck, and the sound of Jin Ge's staggered sound woke up the sleeping dog, and the barking of the dog made a noise throughout Xuance City.