Zhou Ji stared at the sword mark on the pen for a long time, his eyes were a little complicated, and his eyebrows were slightly tired.

Half of his pen power was cut off by the sword intent, dissipating between the wind and ink in the sky, and the rest of the pen power was all returned, flowing from the long pen for a moment, and then returned to his body.

Little by little, he repaired his heart that was hurt by the sword intent.

This chief teacher of the Heaven and Earth Divine Academy, who had already stepped into the peak of the Five Realms many years ago and could break the path at any time, was at an absolute disadvantage in the battle with others for the first time.

It can even be said that there is no way to fight back.

The pen was exhausted, and then he borrowed part of the power in the Jiangshan Society diagram, but he didn't even have the qualifications to stop that sword intent for a moment.

The sword of the South Mountain hills, is it really that strong?

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Zhi's eyes withdrew from the pen, and then looked at the thick book in his left hand.

The thick book opens to a page at the top.

There is not much written record on that page, just two swords, one long and one short.

There is sword intent emanating from the sword, surrounding the light color of the thick book, with an ancient and far-reaching charm.

Zhou Ji couldn't look directly at the sharpness of the two swords, but he could feel the power and familiar aura contained in the thick book sword intent.

His mind suddenly calmed down, imagining the gap between himself and the Seven Realms Congsheng, and he felt a little disappointed after a long time.

At this time, the breeze was still and silent.

and all the monks in the room, silent.

The nine thousand Hedao powers behind Zhou Ji didn't speak, they just looked at the half of the corpse of Wu Lao Er in front of the Xuanwu List, and their hearts were a lot more dignified and shocked.

Bian Zhiwei, the manager of the library building, didn't take the opportunity to make fun of Zhou Zhi at this moment, he frowned, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "Could it really be the sword of the Baili Broken River?"

Li Qingshan, the master of the Beast Zhai Zhai, shook his head and said, "Even if he has the opportunity to break through the mirror and merge the way in the Jiangshan Society Diagram and use the strength of the Five Realms to kill people with his sword, there is no reason to break through the enchantment and rules in the Jiangshan Society Diagram. ”

He paused for a moment and continued, "What's more, at the moment when Zhou Jiaoxi used the power of the pen to enter the map and borrowed the power of pen and ink, I am afraid that his own strength has reached the realm of human gods. No matter how high the talent of Baili Duanjiang is, even if he comes from the Nanshan hills, it is impossible to cut off Zhou Jiaoxi's Six Realms gestures. ”

Bian Zhiwei's brows furrowed even deeper, he just wanted to say something more, but Zhou Zhi suddenly turned around, and he put the long pen upright and crossed it at his waist, revealing the sword mark on the barrel.

He said in a condensed voice, "The person who can wield such a sword intent can only be the Sword Saint himself. ”

As soon as this sentence fell, Bian Zhiwei raised his eyebrows, he turned his head to look around, and asked cautiously, "Could it be that the Sword Saint came here, and even went to the Jiangshan Society Map?"

Li Qingshan waved his hand, and said helplessly, "The Jiangshan Society is isolated from the world, and it has its own rules and principles, and only those below the Five Realms are allowed to enter. Even if the Sword Saint and his old man's magic are monstrous, if he wants to enter and exit the sword without alarming Zhou Jiaoxi, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do it. Besides......"

Li Qingshan silently glanced up at the sky, and then continued, "The purpose of this Xuanwu list selection is to make a human monk famous, and what is important is fairness, the sword saint is super hot, and his morality is highly respected, there is no reason to break the rules." ”

These words are very reasonable, but they can't explain the origin of the sword intent in the Jiangshan Sheji diagram.

Zhou Exception said at this time, "The Sword Saint will naturally not enter the map, but his sword will." ”

Everyone's eyes looked at him with a lot of puzzlement.

Zhou Ji straightened up, his eyes were calm and solemn, and the smell of pen and ink suddenly spread between the cyan robes.

He didn't speak again, but suddenly remembered the young man in the wasteland of Jiangshan Society in his mind.

He used to have a short sword tied to his waist.

The shape of the short sword was exactly the same as the two swords in the thick book.

Even the sword intent is the same.

All from the South Mountain hills.

With this in mind, Zhou Yi straightened the tall black hat on his head, adjusted his standing posture slightly, and then stared at the sky, his mind was full of emotions, and he didn't know what to think.

And the pen power of his long pen began to gather quietly, regaining its former strength little by little.

When he returns to the peak, he will definitely go to the sky again and enter the Jiangshan Society Map.

Then go and look for the young man, and meet the sword intent for a while.

He thinks so, but maybe he can't.

Because after the indomitable terrifying sword intent cut off half of Zhou Zhi's pen power, it gradually dissipated between the wind and ink in the sky, retreated silently, and turned into a frightening and left.

Scattered between heaven and earth.

If you go forward, you will never go back.

The three paths in the short sword have the sword intent of the Wilderness Sword Saint with eighty percent of the combat power, and anyone who gets it will definitely cherish it and regard it as a treasure.

Unless it's a matter of life and death, it's not easy to use.

But Tang Qing only used it to kill a cheap flower thief.

If it is seen by others, it is overkill and tyrannical.

But for Tang Qing, it was just a matter of getting along with his heart.

I did what I was supposed to do.

Because he protected the reputation of the blue water.

It feels good.

So even if the sword intent did not return, Tang Qing was still happy.

He withdrew his gaze from the distant horizon, his gaze became as warm as ever, his face calm, and his mood was indifferent.

When the sky was getting brighter, and there was light shining down from the gaps in the trees, paving a mottled reflection between the gravel paths, he exhaled softly, as if he had skimmed off all the negative emotions of the previous night, and his mind gradually cleared.

Then he said, "I said, he can't escape." ”

If you can't escape, you'll naturally die.

The wound on the Ruthless Fairy's shoulder had not yet healed, but the sword intent that was entangled in it had gradually dissipated.

She felt the strength of her breath gradually recovering, and between breaths, her right hand gently pinched a sword trick and recalled her long sword.

She held the sword in her hand, a little reassured.

Then he looked at Tang Qing and said, "Who are you?"

Tang Qing smiled and said, "As you can see, I'm just an ordinary boy who only has the cultivation of the Second Realm. ”

Not beat around the bush.

There is no deliberate attempt to express anything.

But the Ruthless Fairy glanced at his left hand, which had long since recovered, and the mysterious golden light hidden under the blood veins of his left hand.

Then his eyes flickered and swept over the short sword in his right hand.

She always felt that Tang Qing's words were a little low-key.

It's okay to keep a low profile.

But being too low-key is a kind of show-off.

The ruthless fairy was silent for a moment, and said angrily, "The cultivation of the two realms can seriously injure me with one sword, so isn't my sword path at the peak of the four realms a joke?"

Tang Qing smiled and said, "Maybe, just because I have a good teacher." ”

With that, he fastened the dagger back to his waist.

He waved his hand at the ruthless fairy and whispered goodbye.

Then he left.

Walk silently along the gravel path and embark on the journey.

Like many years in the past, slowly walking alone.

Walking on the road.

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