The wind rises, and the gray clouds gradually fade away, and the warm glow that has hidden the long-standing scene slopes into the snowy field.

The black shadow floated strangely behind Jiang Luo, shaped like a ghost, and the flying snow slipped down his clothes, and the palm held high slapped down heavily.

Jiang Luo stared at the movements of the black-robed man with his residual vision, lifted Qiushui again, slashed through it with a sword, and was shocked to realize that everything he saw was an illusion.

The gray-clothed scholar who was lying dormant on the ground got up with a smile, Jiang Luo turned around and raised his sword, the unwillingness on his face, and the hope in his heart were all sent to this sword.

It was probably his last sword, and the fastest he had ever slashed, and it was quick, but it was too late.

Qiushui folded a cold light, and the scholar's finger was lightly touched on Jiang Luo's eyebrows, and the pitch-black spell pattern was instantly extended, locking the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

"Check him, bloodline, root bones, Dao Law, sea of knowledge, sea of qi...... Don't let go of all the places where you can hide secrets!"

The Heavenly Master squinted his eyes, and the sloppy Taoist who was looking at the chessboard raised his head, broke through the boundary, and repeated the Heavenly Master's words to Suo Chengyan as they were.

This Jiang Luo should not only be a kendo genius, a kendo genius is not worthy of being hidden so deep by a young ancestor, there must be other secrets on his body, secrets related to life and death!

"Hurry!"

Suo Chengyan whispered an edict to control the changes in the scholar's handprint, and the incantation floated on Liu Yan's body again, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

As the girl fainted, the mountain road returned to silence, and there was only the wind howling in all directions, Suo Chengyan controlled the scholar to slowly turn back, raised his hand and landed on the top of Jiang Luo's head, and his mind swam silently towards Jiang Luo, and was twisted into nothingness by the sword light without waiting for a subtle investigation.

"It's ...... Innate Sword Body!"

Suo Chengyan's face changed, and his divine thoughts fell again, still twisted into nothingness by the sword light!

The Heavenly Master and the sloppy Taoist looked at each other, separated a wisp of divine thought before and after, and quietly bypassed the incomparably sharp possessed sword light like spring rain at night, scattered into the body before and after, and traveled through the meridians and acupoints, one towards the sea of qi and the other towards the sea of spirit.

Through the Heavenly Gate, the Heavenly Master Divine Thought saw a divine sword standing up to the sky and the earth from a distance, and before he was close to it, he suddenly heard a cold snort, and then the sword qi swept through like a storm, annihilating all the two divine thoughts.

"Void!"

The sloppy Taoist snorted coldly, blew his beard and glared, threw away the hanging grass ball in his hand, and was about to separate another trace of divine consciousness when he was stopped by the Heavenly Master.

"Let's stop here, it is indeed a natural sword body, it seems that Qingxu has a premonition of something, this kid is not the heir of Luoyang, but the heir of Kunlun!"

"So, at a certain moment in the next moment, Jiang Luo is out, Kunlun and other cultivators may die?"

This is not the sorrow of the rabbit and the fox, the sadness and horror shown by the sloppy Taoist people are real, the catastrophe that can destroy Kunlun, how is the world, and what about the Penglai Islands?

The Heavenly Master was silent, the two big men behind him were silent, Suo Chengyan didn't dare to move, hiding among the fine branches and leaves with snow, looking at the direction of Kunlun Mountain from afar, his breath and heartbeat were close to nothingness, and his soul was trembling.

"Don't be afraid, next I will help you block Kunlun's bull's nose, you take the two of them away, and get out immediately after handing them over to Wei Wuru, Kunlun is a rule-speaking sect, but this is only for people who also talk about rules. ”

The voice of the Heavenly Master broke through the boundary, making Suo Chengyan breathe a sigh of relief, there was a feeling like a spring breeze, he touched the jade ring in the palm of his hand, and was about to reply, when he suddenly had a whim, and his hair stood upside down.

"Substitute!"

Suo Chengyan flew away, his body was staggered like a scholar puppet, and the dense branches and leaves of the strange pine turned into sword light, swaying up, smashing the puppet and then deflecting and falling, like a day hanging in the sky.

"Scatter!"

The Heavenly Master raised his hand and flicked the water, and the dazzling Mingyao sword light dispersed, Suo Chengyan didn't dare to look at it again, picked up Jiang Luo's collar, and was about to rush towards Liu Yan and another sword fell, causing the sky to be full of stars.

"Let's go, it's enough to have him!"

The Heavenly Master said again, Suo Chengyan's rather embarrassed urging spell appeared thousands of miles away with Jiang Luo, and before he could stand firmly, another sword fell.

"Damn it!"

Suo Chengyan roared and raised Jiang Luo in front of him, aren't you going to kill me? Then even this talented man from Kunlun will be killed.

That terrifying sword light leisurely drew an arc, allowing Guo Jiang to continue to stab at Suo Chengyan, faster than everything Suo Chengyan knew, and he didn't have time to react at all.

"Thousand Stacks of Flowing Cloud Maps, Disease!"

The old man's voice echoed above the clouds, and a scroll of pictures unfolded in front of Suo Chengyan, and the incomparably sharp sword fell into the picture, without setting off the slightest wave.

Suo Chengyan breathed a sigh of relief, a glow rose in the distance, the earth shook the mountains, the terrifying spiritual pressure descended silently, Haori converged the glow, the sword groan was piercing and abnormal, and the unrecognizable stars hung on the dome, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like a flying sword ready to attack.

"Hold this mirror!"

The scruffy voice sounded a little weak, and the void rose a gap, and then a small mirror fell. bar

Suo Chengyan hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it, just like a person in the water grabbed a lifeline, the spiritual pressure and stars all disappeared, the cold wind was howling, and this afternoon was extremely cold.

"Remember, the Heaven Destroying Jedi Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Silent Spirit Sword Array covers the entire world, if you don't want to die, bring the mirror, and leave quickly after handing over the person to Wei Wuru!"

"Yes, yes......"

Suo Chengyan replied continuously, rode through the clouds and mist, passed through the boundary gate opened by the sloppy Daoist, appeared in front of Wei Wuru's eyes, and hurriedly entered another boundary gate after leaving Jiang.

Wei Wuru waved his hand to extinguish the projection in the hall, although he gritted his teeth at Suo Chengyan with hatred, he didn't dare to distract himself from it, his hands continued to make imprints, and a stone statue of the human emperor with the vicissitudes of life rose, and the colorful glow turned into a barrier, blocking the immeasurable sword light through the sea of clouds.

"Wei Wuru, release people!"

Before the immortal arrived, the sound arrived first, an edict, the sea of clouds boiled, the true immortal strolled in the air, walking towards Wei Wuru, the clouds and mist that obscured the eyes of the eyes dispersed, the clear silk sword robe danced with the wind, the hands behind the back, the surrounding body was shining, and the Dao realm covered thousands of miles.

"Zixuan Daoyou, I ......"

Wei Wuru looked at Jiang Luo, biting the text and trying to persuade Zixuan, but was interrupted by Zixuan before he could say anything.

"Wei Wuru, hand over someone!"

The sound fell, the stars turned into immeasurable sword light, yin and yang were reversed for a while, the sword chant in the sky went from subtle to piercing, and finally returned to silence, a group of disciples stood intact, and the palm of the sect under the top opened their mouths and wailed, rolling all over the ground.

Heaven and earth gradually lost their color, the first one opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then the second, Wei Wuru's face was also difficult to look at, he sighed lightly, and with a sword point, Jiang Luo returned directly to Kunlun Mountain.

Almost at the same time, the coercion, the sword chanting, the formation, everything disappeared, the sky was cloudless, the warm glow fell in the snow, and the people who looked at the void where Zixuan was standing, looked at the disciples who were safe and sound, smiled bitterly and shook their heads, they couldn't afford to resent, and sighed to themselves.

"This is an immortal, a true immortal in the world!"

The Heavenly Master shook the fishing rod in his hand and looked at Kunlun Mountain, and there was no lack of admiration in his words.

Rolling red dust, Zixuan may be the last immortal, too many people want to transcend and unscrupulously climb to the top, but they don't know that they may be the other way that is more suitable.

"It seems that that kid is really Kunlun's future. ”

The sloppy Taoist pinched the grass ball, and did not directly drop this move, wanting to hear what the Heavenly Master said.

The Heavenly Master looked back at the chessboard, nodded slightly, and said, "That child is indeed the future of Kunlun, there will be nothing wrong with this, Liu Xiao is indeed a descendant of the human queen, this is also true." ”

"So at that time, I chose to save Liu Chick for the sake of the Terrans?"

"Not only that, Qingxu is not old enough to see the situation clearly, now at this time, the catastrophe is coming at any time, he is sure that we dare not lift the table, if we dare not move Jiang Luo, Wei Wuru and they will not dare to do so. ”

"Then we'll ...... next"

"Continue to kill, there is a very good saying in the period of the emperor, you may not have heard it, call the people as water, the emperor as the boat, and the water can carry the boat and overturn the boat. ”

"Can you make a move against Lingshan and other forces, otherwise it will be impossible to shake Kunlun even if you kill hundreds of these small characters. ”

"It's not time yet, all we need now is to divert their attention, not forgetting what it does and what we really do. ”

Saying that, the heavenly master put down the fishing rod and turned to look at the ignited stone, it is okay if Liu Xiao has returned to Kunlun, as long as he is here, everything will be in time, and the descendants may not be able to come first, otherwise how can he say that he is invincible?

The sloppy Taoist nodded, put down the grass ball in his hand, pinched the stone, and thought about where it would fall.

The world is too big, and there are many forces to choose from, each with a different value, and if you give it up now, you won't need it in the future.

"Willow Hatch, Book from Heaven......"

The Celestial Master muttered, and the sloppy Daoist's gaze shifted to the corner of the chessboard, and he chuckled.

There is also a grudge with Luoyang, and it is even more unreasonable, and it is useless, no matter when, it has no use value, this time is the only exception.

At this time, the Thousand Machines Pavilion was still a midsummer landscape, and the wind and frost sometimes brought back by the grasshopper boat were incompatible with here, Luoyang didn't know that the apprentice had already experienced a near-death temptation, and he drove the plain white short sword to escape in embarrassment in the sword light chase of the old man Cao.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, stopped the short sword, and patted himself on the shoulder.

Luoyang stepped forward, mobilizing the sword intent at his fingertips, the strength was just right, the incomparably strong sword intent was a little soft, and the time spent was twice as long as before.

"Good, very good, just very easy to break, the sword is actually not too much different from being a man, when it is fast, it is like a wind and thunder, and when it is slow, it should be like a locust insect and a turtle, and it is born from the heart, and thousands of things are intentional, as far as I see, all the images of sword cultivation should be water, which can benefit all things without fighting, and can also be stormy and stormy, and the sea is in the field. ”

Luoyang listened carefully, pondered carefully, and felt that the unshakable Tibetan sword in his heart hummed gently, and the sense of estrangement gradually dissipated.

"Very good, continue to polish, everything has a degree, autumn harvest and winter storage, now you, waiting for the sting. ”