An hour.

Some people think it's very long, such as Gong Yang, standing at the mouth of the Qingdu to stop any intruders, and guarding each other with their lives.

Some people think it's very short, such as Ning Baifeng, who stopped on the Hidden Dragon Abyss and wanted to wait for that person, but found nothing.

In an hour, many things can happen, such as foggy Wushan, such as besieging Qingdu, or saving the lives of people who feel that time is short.

Facing the gaze of the Quartet, Ning Baifeng ignored it, didn't even look at the Yang God Realm Grandmaster, and just whispered to Gong Yang: "Go down and rest, take care of the old man Gong Quan." ”

The tone of his speech is like a homely style, flat but soothing.

However, this kind of behavior is not in the eyes of anyone to the extreme.

"How daring!"

With this roar, the strong wind rose again, and the man's fist smashed against the head of the young man in white.

The next moment, the fist would hit the young man's arm and skull, and then fly upside down.

The man will smile in victory, and the Qing will lose his resistance.

Everyone was waiting for this scene.

After all, even if the young man in white is a sword cultivator, his physique is still very different from that of a pure martial artist, and in this kind of hand-to-hand battle, even if the young man in white is a sword cultivator in the Sword Pill Realm, he will still be seriously injured.

However, the expected picture did not appear.

The young man in white waved his fist and crashed into the powerful all.

After a dull crash.

The young man in white took three steps back, and took one step at a time on the bluestone floor tiles.

The man stepped back two feet, and there were two cracks in the ground.

Everyone looked at the young man in white again.

A martial arts master of the Yang God Realm?

Aren't Qingdu Shanshui Lang all qi practitioners?

However, in the besieging crowd, an exclamation suddenly came out, "Impossible! You are obviously a sword cultivator!"

Everyone's eyes turned again, to the man with a look of disbelief on his face.

Ning Baifeng knew this person.

Wushan ascends to the peak of sword cultivation, Liu Zhao.

Seeing this person here, Ning Baifeng was even more puzzled in his heart, Qingdu is the head of Wushan, and many of these besieging forces are forces in Wushan, aren't they afraid that Qingdu will settle accounts after the autumn?

The man was extremely surprised in his heart, the other party's physique and true qi were actually stronger than him!

He is a real Yang God Realm, not those who only seek the name of the grandmaster, give him another ten years, he will definitely be able to go one step further and become a real Yuanshen Grand Master.

The sword cultivation killing power is all in the flying sword, and the physique is only an auxiliary.

Although the punch just now was not full strength, it was already eighty percent hot, even if it was a sword pill realm sword cultivator, it was impossible to follow so easily.

The man put away his fists and stood still, and said in a deep voice: "What about sword cultivation, we want to enter the Qing capital, you, can't stop it!"

Ning Baifeng glanced up at the people watching above.

In addition to the sword cultivation of the rising peak, there are people from the twelve peaks of Wushan, although more cars are not famous, but since they can have a floating car, the forces behind it are definitely not small, and there are still medium-sized mountains at the least.

These are still secondary, the car seeks ahead, the dozen or so people driving the clouds, at this time is the most tricky, judging from the color and breath of the clouds, it is either the wild cultivator who cultivates the evil skill or the demon spirit thing after the transformation.

Ning Baifeng's gaze returned to the man and said, "You are the substitute ghost they pushed out?"

The man glanced upward, and then said: "Don't think about sowing discord, there must be a secret realm opened in the Qingdu, we just want to find out." ”

Ning Baifeng said flatly: "You said that there is a secret realm opened in the Qing Capital, since this is the case, what does it have to do with you!"

The man frowned, and his fists clenched slowly.

Ning Baifeng looked up at it and said, "Qing is the head of Wushan. You think the team that captured the dragon won't come back?!"

These two sentences are somewhat unrelated, but those who understand them will naturally understand what they mean.

A middle-aged woman stepping on a light blue cloud smiled lightly, and a crisp voice sounded, "If the dragon is so easy to catch, then why hasn't it come back for so long." ”

Ning Baifeng said, "When you just crossed the Dragon Gate, didn't you see that the real dragon could also be killed?!"

The aura on this woman's body, Ning Baifeng felt that it was somewhat similar to Yuan Tai's body, and it was very likely that it was also a demon spirit that had just jumped over the Dragon Gate.

"Sharp teeth!"

The woman smiled, and her figure disappeared in an instant.

The man who was already ready to go stepped out and rushed straight to the young man in white.

The long sword in Ning Baifeng's hand flew out in an instant, stabbing into the space on the left, and his right hand clenched his fist to point to the sky, and once again fisted the man.

There was a muffled sound, followed by a tooth-aching scraping of metal.

Bright sparks burst out between the rain on the bridge and the woman's fingers.

Ning Baifeng and the man's fists and feet are combined, even though he doesn't know how to box, but the blocking style is more than enough.

Fighting for his physique, Ning Baifeng was not stunned at all.

In a few breaths, the sword and the woman exchanged dozens of blows, and the sparks and cyclones in the air were all generated by the blade slashing at the fingerclaws. Although the man's fist speed is not as fast as Edgeworth, he has already fought more than ten punches.

If it was surprising that the young man was able to confront the Yang God Realm Grandmaster just now, the situation at this time made the onlookers a little frightened.

Fight the martial artist with the flesh and stop the demon with the sword.

If he was allowed to fight the enemy alone, wouldn't it be easy to kill?

The strength of sword cultivation is really unreasonable.

Liu Zhao stood on the sword in mid-air, and felt even more incredible.

However, Ning Baifeng, who was on the battlefield, knew that the two of them against the enemy did not go all out.

At this time, these people in the air are just gathering if they are advantageous, and when they are scattered, if the two of them lose too much, they will be treasures in the eyes of others.

Under this kind of mentality, it can be said that everyone is a mountain and a wild cultivator.

......

......

Suddenly.

Violent aura fluctuations occurred in the sky above Qingdu.

The three of them immediately separated.

On the top of the extremely high stone pillar, Lizhu shone again, and then a figure walked out of Lizhu's light.

At this moment, everyone looked at the man who suddenly walked out of Lizhu.

This person is dressed in white, floating like a fairy, and his appearance is handsome and almost demonic.

The handsome man stood in the air, slightly surprised: "This is the fairy world?"

However, after he glanced at the situation of besieging Qingdu, he frowned slightly and said, "But why is the realm so low, it is all the refining period and the merger period, and there is not even a Mahayana period." ”

Then the handsome man glanced back at Lizhu and muttered, "This is the rumored Ascension Pool?"

Of all the people present, no one understood what this handsome man was saying.

It's not that what the man says is incomprehensible, it's that the man's pronunciation is fundamentally different from theirs, and he only knows that the man is talking, but he doesn't know what to say.

But some people understand it alone, and although they also think the pronunciation is a little weird, they can still understand it.

Ning Baifeng looked at the handsome man in extreme surprise.

How is this possible!

......

......

"The ban is gone!"

An exclamation broke the silence.

The scream woke everyone up.

The prohibition that hung over the capital was gone.

The reason why these people did not rush directly into the Qingdu, but spent thanklessly at the gate of the Qingdu, was because of the ban.

At this time, as soon as the ban is opened, where is it necessary to forcibly open the main gate of the Qingdu.

With the shouting, the people who were driving the clouds immediately moved.

Although it is not clear who this handsome man is, he must be the same as the young man underground who appeared here at this time, and he must be the help of Qingdu.

I didn't shoot together before, but it was just because of the ban, so it doesn't matter how much help you have at this moment.

What's more, once the secret realm is opened, the harvest is the greatest when you enter it first, and the latecomers don't even have to eat the leftovers, which is the same truth for thousands of years.

Although the handsome man didn't understand the shout, these people who rushed over in an instant made him frown, "Demon cultivator of the Scale Armor Clan, this smell is still disgusting. ”

Ning Baifeng suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

A crescent moon rose from the man's body, and then spun and flew out in an instant.

The crescent moon spun like a wheel, skimming over the dozen or so figures rushing around, and then back behind the man.

The figures that rushed forward suddenly let out a roar, and then all of them took on their original forms, falling to the ground or into the river.

These transformed demon spirits, without exception, were all beheaded.

A few others froze in mid-air, looking at the handsome man in horror, not daring to move.

Kill more than a dozen shape-shifting demons with one blow!

At this moment, everyone present understood.

Upper Realm Heavenly Immortals!

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

So quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

No one dared to speak, let alone swallow the choked saliva in their throats.

The handsome man's voice sounded again, "Nian Zaier and the others are all human races, retreat quickly!"

Although these people couldn't understand what they were saying, they understood the man's disgusted look and impatient eyes, and instantly withdrew.

However, at this moment, a bright light flew from the extreme distance, heading straight for the handsome man.

No one could see what the light was, because it was so fast that it was beyond the sight of those present.

So they only saw a light.

Ning Baifeng also couldn't see clearly, but he could feel it, it was not a sword, but a knife.

A flying knife that is extremely fast.

The crescent moon moves again.

The moon wheel collided directly with the bright light, making an extremely crisp crashing sound.

The sharp cyclone burst from the impact, and on the ancient ginkgo tree in the Qingdu below, a huge branch broke and fell to the ground, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in the sky above the Qing capital.

Ning Baifeng immediately shouted, "Stop!"

He shouted this sentence twice, one was the lingua franca of the sky, and the other was the old saying of his hometown.

The crescent moon and the bright light suddenly stopped at the moment when they were about to collide.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man in white again, including the handsome man.

The people present were not stupid, the man in white spoke several times, they could not understand, but they understood that it was a language barrier.

But I didn't expect that there would be a second person who would say such things.

Both of them are dressed in white, are they in a group?

The handsome man instantly came to Ning Baifeng's side and asked, "Who are you, why do you say the words of the Litian Continent, when did you ascend?"

Gong Chengwang also came to the stone floor, standing beside Ning Baifeng, holding a Pu knife in his hand.

If he didn't know where he came from, Ning Baifeng would really think that he was in the same place as this handsome man.

Listening to these familiar but unfamiliar words, Ning Baifeng's heart was full of sorrow and grief, and he was silent for a long time, and said, "I am not the Ascender in your mouth, nor are I from your Litian Continent, I just occasionally say these words. ”

The man frowned, then nodded, "My name is Zhou Tian, the only ascendant in the Litian Continent for thousands of years, this is the Immortal Realm?"

Zhou Tian, a name that is both arrogant and funny.

Ning Baifeng shook his head and said, "I don't know what you mean by the immortal realm, but this place is called the heavens and the world." ”

The conversation between the two was incomprehensible to those present.

Gong Chengwang did not relax his vigilance at all.

Hearing such an answer, Zhou Tian sighed abruptly, "A lifetime of cultivation is only for immortals, but in the end, it is a vain." ”

Ning Baifeng didn't know how to comfort him, but when he heard the immortal word, he thought about it and said, "Here, with the realm strength of his predecessors, he is indeed a heavenly immortal. ”

Zhou Tian was stunned and silent.

Ning Baifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly confronted the Heavenly Immortal who had such a murderous aura, saying that it was false not to be nervous.

At this moment, an angry shout rang out.

"The children of Qingdu obey orders, set up a landscape array, and those who dare to move well, kill!"

This voice is familiar to many people present.

Ning Baifeng didn't expect that Gong Qian, who seemed to be modest and kind, would say such murderous words.

The ferryboat cars surrounding the Qingdu caused a commotion.

Through the gaps between these ferries, some dilapidated sailboats flew to the outskirts of the Qing capital and besieged the place.