Lake Center Pavilion.

Zhao Changqing, who had several rainstorm pear blossom needles in his body, leaned against the guardrail of the Huxin Pavilion, his flesh and blood blurred.

The Eight Realms Demon Maiden Cheng Wanwan cooperated with the Seven Realms Peak Sword Cultivator Lin Shengyuan to strike the final blow against Zhao Changqing.

When death came, Zhao Changqing didn't care, he turned his head slightly, looked at Liang Jing, a white-clothed scholar who was still in a coma, with guilt, and then looked at Li Huairen and the others who couldn't save him despite all his efforts.

Thinking of Li Haotang's explanation to himself when he was leaving, Zhao Changqing sighed and said: "The student is ashamed of his husband, and he can only die." ”

In the end, the scholar in the green shirt raised his head with the last trace of strength and looked at the sentence on the stone tablet of Fengyaji, "I have known the world, and I still pity the grass and trees." ”

He closed his eyes and muttered, "If you die well, you will die." ”

Just when Lin Shengyuan's sword was about to pierce into Zhao Changqing's eyebrows.

A rainbow broke through the sky.

An unsheathed long sword that was even a hundred times faster than the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle suddenly appeared.

This unsheathed long sword actually directly split the Qingping sword in Lin Shengyuan's hand, which was already the dream of sword cultivators in the world.

Sharpen the sword like clay.

Lin Shengyuan felt that the thousands of sword intents contained in the unsheathed long sword were actually suppressed on one knee, and it was difficult to move an inch.

The demon girl Cheng Wanwan's realm was higher than Lin Shengyuan, and she chose to escape far away at the first time, she crushed a precious talisman of great value, and her figure disappeared in Luhu Lake in an instant, and then appeared ten miles away.

Unexpectedly, the unsheathed long sword followed Cheng Wanwan's breath left on the Huxin Pavilion to find her trace in just one moment.

Chengying came in an instant, directly penetrating Cheng Wanwan from her left chest.

At the moment of life and death, the demon girl Cheng Wanwan once again crushed an extremely rare life-saving talisman, and temporarily moved her heart to her right chest in the way of "Qiankun Transfer", avoiding this fatal blow.

Even so, she was still devastated and fell from the sky.

Sensing that another powerful existence was coming, Chengying stopped fighting, and instantly returned to the Huxin Pavilion, separated several sword shadows, and instantly killed eight Three Realm martial artists who had been frozen into ice sculptures, as well as Lin Shengyuan, who was already unable to move, and a Seven Realm Sword Cultivator who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Then the Chengying Sword came and went in a hurry, leaving the Lake Center Pavilion and flying back to the ancient attic.

In the end, Lin Shengyuan and Mo Liangbi, the two brothers, still died together.

Li Zijin leaned on the stone stele, fortunately, it's not bad, but it will be a little troublesome to clean up the mess later.

On the top of the ancient attic, the fairy sword Chengying went straight through the girl's body, and the sword and the spirit merged into one, fused again, but the previous efforts were all in vain, and I don't know what year and month it was when the shadow was repaired.

But the sword spirit girl who had experienced the baptism of sword intent for 10,000 years and was born did not regret it.

The figure of the man who was alone in the attic appeared on the roof of the building in an instant, stunned.

As soon as the front foot of the Chengying Sword left, a vague figure appeared behind Cheng Wanwan, who kept falling.

This person is wearing a python robe, black and red, embroidered with brocade with nine python claws and four claws.

The moire pattern is embellished with two things, "mountain, cloud", but it lacks a "day".

The man held Cheng Wanwan in his arms and stared in the direction where the white rainbow had disappeared.

He grabbed the beauty in his arms with one hand, put his index finger and middle finger together with the other, and gently "pointed" to the attic a hundred miles away.

A mustard seed formed by the continuous compression of the huge sword intent flew out from the fingers of the python-robed man, cut through the sky, and flew straight to the south.

On the top of the towering attic, the man on the top floor had a small cut on the left side of his face that was still dripping blood, and he had been scratched by the Chengying Sword before, and he laughed loudly: "It's a good time!"

The mustard seed condensed by the sword intent came in an instant, and suddenly exploded when it approached the sword qi barrier outside the attic.

A ray of light broke through the sky and turned into fireworks in the world.

When the mustard seed condensed by the sword intent turned into a sky full of fireworks and smashed on the sword qi barrier, the entire land south of the Great Xuan Dynasty trembled.

even implicated Li Chenzhen, who was in the Daxuan Palace, the Son of Heaven shook his hand, accidentally scratched the fold, and sighed: "I can't live this day." ”

The old eunuch beside Li Xinzhen was shocked, he didn't expect a sword in his hand to be so powerful, he hadn't seen it for a hundred years, this Zhong Jianxian's sword intent was a step further, but unfortunately it couldn't be used by my Daxuan.

The sound of "bang bang" was deafening, like thousands of blasting rods exploding in the ears of the man sticking out of the top of the attic at the same time.

Even though this wisp of sword intent was so powerful, it was still blocked by the vertical and horizontal sword qi pouring down like a waterfall on the periphery of the attic.

After removing the earth-shattering power at the beginning, it gradually returned to calm.

The man above the attic said casually, "Come and don't be rude." ”

I saw him hold his breath and concentrate, stretched out a hand, and a nameless long sword flew out of the impenetrable sword array around the attic.

"Go!"

With the man's voice, the long sword directly ignored the distance of a hundred miles, and instantly appeared in the center of the python-robed man's eyebrows.

This sword immortal is more chic than the python-robed sword immortal, and he doesn't drag the mud and water at all, takes the sword, takes the sword, and that's it.

It's just that this long sword appeared an inch in front of the python-robed man, and it instantly froze.

The python-robed man didn't even make any movements, his mind moved slightly, and the long sword shattered into powder.

There was no extra word on both sides, and the two mausoleum guards who were guarding "Tiannan" and "Dibei" respectively greeted each other once with their swords, and their figures disappeared in a flash.

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In the Huxin Pavilion, Zhao Changqing opened his eyes, and the heavenly snow fan that had been spiritualized had actually given up Li Zijin and his party at the last moment, but flew back to Zhao Changqing's hands on its own.

The great enemy has retreated, and among the twenty-two people, except for Cheng Wanwan, the Eight Realms Qi Refiner who was holding the pipa before, the remaining twenty-one monks are all dead.

Wufu Song Jingshan and scholar Liang Jing were in a coma.

Li Zijin was exhausted and sat next to the stone monument.

Lu Zhixing glanced at the little scholar beside him who was so deeply hidden, he was suspicious, he had known each other for several years, she only thought that Li Zijin was a clever little scholar, and he had no other skills except reading and writing on weekdays.

I never thought that this scholar would directly repel several powerful monks as soon as he made a move, what kind of sword is that sword, why did he come and go in a hurry, whether Li Zijin is already a qi refiner and embarked on the path of cultivation, when did it start, and what realm is it now?

The girl wanted to ask, but she didn't know where to start.

Even Li Huairen, the young master of the county guard, has lost his previous calmness, and he is afraid that he will not know how to face his scholar in the future.

In fact, he also had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but he didn't want to, and he didn't dare.

Zhao Changqing pointed his toes on the ground, floated over, and said to everyone: "Ziwei Academy, you can't go to Ziwei Academy, Mr. Li Haotang has been under house arrest in the immortal cage by Daxuan Thirteen Swords, Mr. asked me to escort Li Huairen before leaving, you can go with me." ”

Li Zijin pondered for a moment, and then he asked, "Da Xuan won't stop us?" ”

I felt that several more tricky beings had flown out of the palace and were rushing to the Lake Center Pavilion.

A golden talisman of special material flew out of Zhao Changqing's sleeve, and he said, "It's already here." Without further ado, this talisman leads directly to Yunxia Mountain, and I and the sect leader of Yunxia Sect are... It's an old friend, you go to Yunxia Mountain first, that's the territory of Yan Kingdom, Da Xuan can't control it, as for what plans to make in the future, we'll see it then?"

Li Zijin turned his head and asked Lu Zhixing and Li Huairen's opinions, neither of them had any opinions, so the scholar nodded: "That's the only way, there is Lao Zhao Gongzi!"