The shadows of the trees are heavy, and Urao is walking with a sword in the forest, scurrying around like a headless fly, fast and slow, full of vigilance, suspicious, and full of all kinds of miserable conditions of his son, I don't know which tendon is wrong, a strange thought suddenly flashed, simply find a woman to have another son, and start all over again-he felt ashamed, and hurriedly drove this thought out of his mind, but he couldn't help but think of the woman on the Flowing Stone Peak, Ruan Jing, Yu Yao, Qin Zhen, Xia Yihu...... Distracting thoughts are like weeds, which cannot be burned out, and they are blown and born.

This is a man, right? Knowing that he is going to die, he is willing to fight for his son, but he can't help but think crankily, this is nature, it is instinct, the former is, the latter is also, it cannot be contained, it is not exempt from vulgarity.

I don't know how long it flew, a clear whistle blew up, the cold raged, the sword qi rushed to the sky, scattered and flew, like a gust of wind, like a shower, roaring again and again, an octagonal thirteen-story pagoda rose, but was beaten by the sword qi for a while, covered with a layer of miserable white frost, the golden light was dim, and the dwelling was interrupted for several pieces.

The roar turned into an exclamation in an instant, and the red light flashed, and a long banner was raised one after another, struggling to support it in the sword qi in the sky.

The candle yin blows, blows for winter, breaths for the wind, Wang Jin's attainments are still above the teacher.

A bell rang, it seemed to be close to the ear, and it seemed to be far away from the world, and the soul was swaying, and Urao was unstable and flew the sword, and hurriedly jumped off the ground. Suddenly, twenty-four Dinghai pearls rose, scorching thunder, a sudden sound, the sky collapsed, the flying sword screamed, the candle yin was interrupted, the long flag shook for a while, and the black gas was dense, taking one person away out of thin air.

Pu Wei Sheng was in a dilemma, there were three monks from Taiyi Sect, and the magic weapons were endless, and even Wang Jin couldn't hold a single face, and getting together at this time was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. But since he came here, how could he turn around and ignore it, he grinned silently, laughing at the sky, laughing at the ground, laughing at himself, laughing for a while, and rushed forward without hesitation.

The eyes suddenly opened up, Tie Limu staggered to the ground, Zhang Guanfeng held a half-truncated sword, trembling like a dead leaf in the wind, he couldn't stand steadily, Huo Mian simply lay in the mud, curled up into a prawn, his hands and feet twitched, and thick blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

The three monks of the Taiyi Sect looked at him coldly, holding a bronze bell, holding a long flag, and holding a treasure bead in one hand, and the three big demons of Kui Niu, Vermilion Bird, and Mu Xiao formed horns and blocked the way, Pu Weisheng plucked up his courage and said loudly: "Who is coming, dare to fight with me!"

A moment ago, as soon as Wu Kun and Hong Xinfu appeared, they sacrificed the magic weapon without saying a word, how alert Kou Yucheng was, knowing that there was no chance of winning today's battle, he didn't care to greet Wang Jin, his figure swayed slightly, and he kept changing his position like a fish, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Kou Yucheng splashed his legs, he could run as far as he could, he didn't feel ashamed, he couldn't beat and escape, this is the iron law of survival in the Brute Bone Forest, it has seeped into the blood, it has become instinct, save his life, and he can make a comeback, this is how he became strong little by little.

It's just that this time, he was a little frustrated, those twenty-four jewels that shine heaven and earth, no matter how you look at it, they can't be shaken by their own strength, and only Wei Qiqi's monster, brushing the five-color divine light, can match one or two.

I don't know how long I've fled, I don't know how far I've escaped, and I don't know where I am, Kou Yucheng slowed down, put his hands on his knees, gasped for breath, sweat trickled down his forehead, trickled into his mouth, and dropped into the rotten leaves. He tasted bitterness. This time to help Lirengou, it can be said that he fell into the trap of Taiyi Sect, and almost the whole army was wiped out, and today's plan is to ask for help from Liushifeng, and only Shizun personally can reverse the decline.

He took out the pen and paper from the storage bag, hurriedly repaired a book, and was about to wrap it around the golden sword and send it back to Liushi Peak, when a person behind him asked curiously: "This is the Flying Sword Legend?" The voice was crisp, like a ring dingdong.

Kou Yucheng trembled, turned around slowly, but saw a pair of women standing in front of him, her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was brighter than snow, and she was bright and beautiful, the first one on the left was a little older, her demeanor was gentle and amiable, and the first person on the right was childish, her eyes were as bright as stars, and the two looked seven or eight points similar, obviously siblings.

Next to the two of them, a few steps away, there is a clear old man, calm and calm, with a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, a pair of eyes that are more black and white, and his expression is restrained.

Kou Yucheng bowed slightly, his hands drooped, and said abruptly: "But is Master Pan in person?"

The old man looked at Pu Weisheng, smiled, and said, "At a young age, if you cultivate the Red Lotus Sword Qi, your achievements are limitless. Whose disciple are you?"

In front of the head of the Taiyi Sect, there was no need to hide it, Kou Yucheng said honestly: "The junior learns from the Master of the Five Elements Sect. ”

Pan Chengnian nodded and said, "Park Tianwei's vision is not bad, and the two apprentices are teaching well. He's the head of Kunlun now, right?"

"Back to my predecessors, not long ago, Shizun was already in charge of Kunlun. ”

"Who has passed on the position of the Sect Master of the Five Elements Sect?"

"It's the senior brother of the junior. ”

Pan Chengnian laughed and said: "The Imperial Sword Sect has declined, the Five Elements Sect should rise, how does Park Tianwei plan to settle you?"

Kou Yucheng said: "But with the master's arrangement, the younger generation does not dare to speculate. ”

The two of them talked for a while, and the little beauty among the siblings waited impatiently, and interjected: "What about you, this is the Flying Sword Legend?"