"It's only been the sixth layer, and at this moment it has broken through to the seventh layer, it seems that this kid is prepared. Is this preparing for a protracted war?"

Someone's eyes were red, and he stabbed sourly, "The bullshit came prepared, he swallowed a pill halfway through the realm and forcibly broke through." According to my guess, this son has already collapsed, and he is just holding on at the moment!"

Not to mention the sneering of others towards Sima Yuan, at this moment, his own family is beautiful, while pretending to be a 'difficult persistence', while absorbing the mighty sword qi around him.

It's a pity that after all, Sima Yuan's realm is not enough, even if he goes all out, with his current strength, the sword qi collected by the Imperial Envoy Treasure Mirror can be collected after more than 100 Dao, and it has already reached saturation.

Sima Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and then quietly hid the treasure mirror in the storage bag, and finally let out an unwilling sigh in his mouth before falling back to the bottom of the cliff.

is a hundred feet high, and if you are not careful, you will still fall to death.

A moment later, Sima Yuan was more than ten feet away from the ground, and a dull shout came out, and he jumped and fell to the ground with a bang.

He timidly glanced at the people around him, and quickly retracted back into the Shendan Peak camp.

Immediately, curiosity, admiration and solemn eyes fell on Sima Yuan, his heart moved, and although he did not pretend to be on his face, a trace of rampant and arrogant color lingered between his eyebrows.

This time, two late-stage Qi refining beings were killed or injured in their hands, which can be called amazing and palpitating, but they have also become the target of everyone.

However, Sima Yuan's demeanor fell into Luo Dao's eyes, but in exchange for a trace of disgust.

Lu Zhaoyang on his side frowned slightly, he looked up at the Sword Cliff, only to feel that there seemed to be something wrong with the Sword Cliff.

But for a moment, you can't think of anything wrong, this scene seems familiar.

Sima Yuan saw that everyone had not seen anything unusual, and he was also quietly relieved in his heart.

Today, he borrowed one-tenth of the more than a thousand invisible sword qi of the Sword Cliff, although the Sword Peak was difficult to detect for a while, but he would definitely react soon.

This place is not to stay for long!

Sima Yuan was anxious, like sitting on pins and needles, and his eyes were already showing uneasiness.

Half an hour later, there were no more monks on the Sword Cliff. Everyone's faces were either thoughtful, or they became more and more puzzled, or they suddenly realized, full of surprises.

Some people have a lot of feelings, and some people are depressed.

Sima obviously belonged to the 'decadent' people, he was depressed and silent.

In the eyes of others, it is natural that although there were two casualties on this trip, Wu Jian must have gained nothing.

Some people can't help but secretly sneer, they really picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons.

Fool one.

Back in the Shendan Peak camp, Sima Yuan's scalp was almost numb.

There were four or five foundation-building powerhouses looking at him, and Luo Dao snorted coldly to show his dissatisfaction, but the host Lu Zhaoyang smiled slightly, as if extending an olive branch to Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan was slightly stunned, but he didn't contact without authorization, he walked in front of Luo Dao and said respectfully, "Senior brother!"

Luo Dao's gloomy gaze was enough to kill, and he said word by word, "Then Zhao Bing is just a friend with you nodding his head, why do you indiscriminately hurt his life?

Sima Yuan's expression sank, and the strong people around him looked at him with a smile, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Senior brother means that even if he kills me, it can be treated as if it never happened?"

Luo Dao raised his eyebrows, and then a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes, "What did you say?"

Sima Yuan raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Then Zhao Bing intends to put me to death this time, and he is ruthless and ruthless, so the junior brother will naturally not be restrained." If you were a senior brother, would you let others slaughter you?"

Luo Dao was so angry that he trembled, his eyes were almost spewing fire, and he pointed at Sima Yuan and said sharply, "Presumptuous!"

Then an unrivaled heavy pressure was pressed down, and the huge power of the foundation building period seemed to cover the sky and the sun, and under the great change of Sima Yuan's face, he was pressed down with lightning speed, and Sima Yuan puffed a few mouthfuls of blood, and fainted directly to the ground.

Within a few zhang, the Qi Refining Period cultivator was like an ant in front of the foundation building existence!

It can be called extinguished with a snap of a finger, and it can be killed with a palm!

Luo Dao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was about to directly result in Sima Yuan.

Lu Zhaoyang, who was on the side, saw this bully and stepped forward, and when Luo Daowei was pressurized, he said in a deep voice,

"Senior Brother Luo, my Sword Peak has already stipulated that anyone who participates in the sword trial conference will be responsible for life and death, has Senior Brother forgotten about this matter?"

Seeing that Luo Dao was unwilling to give up, he was shocked that the sword momentum on his body suddenly increased, and he said in a deep voice, "Senior brother, is this move provoking the authority of my Sword Peak?"

When Luo Dao heard this, his face was embarrassed, and he glared fiercely at Sima Yuan, who was lying on the ground, and then walked away.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, he jumped onto the flying boat and shouted to the disciples of Shendan Peak who had been waiting for a long time.

Immediately, it disappeared into the Sword Peak Sword Cliff with a swish.

As for Sima Yuan, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he was obviously directly abandoned by him.

Lu Zhaoyang looked in the direction of Luo Dao's departure, his expression seemed to be playful, and then he turned his head and ordered, "Take it down for treatment first, and then bring it to see me when he wakes up." ”

The Sword Peak disciple immediately stepped forward and carried Sima Yuan away.

Under the leadership of their own masters, the disciples of each peak either took the sword, or took a boat, or directly stepped on the tree and flew away.

Within a few days, there were waves of undercurrents from all over the Zixiao Sect.

At the same time, far above the volley above the Sword Peak Zixiao Peak, two vague figures silently deduced.

After a long time, one person frowned and said, "The sword qi has indeed decreased by nearly one percent."

A middle-aged Confucian priest who looked like he was wearing a feather crown but was holding a scroll in his hand rolled his eyes,

"The remnants of the sword qi on the sword cliff have obviously weakened a few points, and the wisp of the Ancestral Hall's Zixiao sword qi, which has the same root and origin, will naturally feel it. ”

The septuagenarian's expression was quite complicated, "Can you find out who did it?"

He glanced in the direction of the Sword Cliff, "That little thief is cunning and cunning, even those boys have been hidden by him, if he comes back in the future, won't that bit of sword qi really be stolen by him?

The middle-aged Confucian closed the scroll and smiled, "Small things, all small things, isn't it just a little sword energy, it is also his ability to steal it, if those boys in your family can steal it, I won't stop it." ”

The septuagenarian was a little surprised, seeing that the middle-aged Confucian really didn't care, he sighed slightly, "That's it."

His eyes were cloudy and he glanced in the direction of Zixiao Zixiao Peak, there seemed to be worry in his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "What an eventful season, why do you say that the head of the sect can't be compatible with us, why is it so, why is it." ”

The middle-aged Confucian smiled slightly, his expression was flat, and his tone was quiet and authentic, "How to choose between one's own selfishness and others, it couldn't be easier." ”

He suddenly turned his head and said, "I heard that the head of the sect has accepted a new disciple, or is it a combination of Confucianism and Taoism?"

The septuagenarian frowned slightly, "It seems to be from the village in the west, and the head of the family also sent someone to the Zijin Courtyard." ”

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head when he heard this, and said that it was a pity.

Looking in the direction of Sword Cliff again, he chuckled, "It's a person with great luck."

Although his voice was faint, there was a strange color flashing in his eyes.

Fifty avenues, one of them.

'Tianjian' didn't even understand his means of stealing sword qi, and this son seemed to be a little mysterious.

His mind was possessive, and he was extinguished by him.

He whispered, "The green fruits are sour and astringent, and it is difficult to taste them, and only the melons are ripe and falling." ”

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Zixiao faction, Zixiao Peak.

Zixiao Peak, which is almost 3,000 zhang high, is also the place where Ji Shuye, the real person in charge, sits at night, and it is even rumored that several Supreme Elders in the sect are cultivating at the top of the peak.

Zixiao Peak is majestic and precipitous, like a pillar of the sky, towering into the sky; it stands under the sky, more like a sword pointing at the sky, if you want to ask the sky, can you fight a battle?

Looking down from above, the floating clouds are floating, the birds are forbidden, and the peaks on the ground are like the stars holding the moon to guard the Zixiao Peak in the center, all of which are bowing down to the courtiers.

At the top of Zixiao Peak, the clouds are dense, the forbidden formation is heavy, and it is difficult for ordinary Zixiao Peak to enter the foundation, let alone the disciples of the outer peak.

At this moment, in the waist of the peak, in a magnificent hall a hundred zhang high, a golden-ribbon purple-robed monk stood with his hands in his hands.

His expression is plain, and the clear ground hole makes people feel good, just like the appearance of a land fairy.

However, if you look closely, you can see that its deep gaze is like the abyss and the sea, as small as the vast stars, vast and unfathomable.

The gentle wind from high in the sky blew his purple robe, and the sound of the hunting and oscillating sound was awe-inspiring.

What makes people even more frightened is its unfathomable and terrifying cultivation, like an ocean, pouring thousands of miles.

His person is none other than Ji Shuye, the contemporary sect leader of the Zixiao Sect!

A black-clothed figure walked gently from behind him, bowed down and said respectfully, "Qi Qi Chief, the peaks such as Sword Peak, Shendan Peak, and Spirit Array Peak are no different. ”

Ji Shuye was noncommittal and waved his hand gently.

After seeing that the head of the house did not give orders, the black man slowly retreated, and then his figure fell, and disappeared in a few flashes.

This person is a strong foundation-building man!

Immediately, a gust of wind blew, and Ji Shuye's figure shattered like a dream, turning into nothing.

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The land of the Xiao family.

On top of a seven-story pavilion, the patriarch of the Xiao clan stood with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance, and the direction he was looking at was where the sword peak was.

Suddenly, a young figure walked behind him and said respectfully, "Father."

The young man looked nearly thirty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the bridge of his nose was slightly high, and when his gloomy eyes were quietly narrowed, the eagle looked at the wolf and Gu Zhi fell into the eyes of people.

The patriarch of the Xiao clan said lightly, "Your cousin is seriously injured and dying, you can go and see him on behalf of your father." ”

The young man naturally knew that this was not his true intention, and his eyes were slightly cold, "Father, don't worry, I will immediately go to Sword Peak and twist the little bastard's head." ”

After the Xiao clan patriarch pondered for a while, he shook his head, "You don't have to take action in this matter yourself."

The young man frowned slightly, "Father means that he wants to join forces with the Han family and use his power to attack Sword Peak?"

The patriarch of the Xiao clan shook his head slightly, "Han Tiancheng has a conservative personality, I am afraid it will be difficult to be my sword, and now that the sword peak is strong, he will not dare to provoke it." ”

The young man was a little puzzled, "What does that father mean....?"

The patriarch of the Xiao clan raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on the giant peak that towered into the sky, and the corners of his mouth rose, not knowing whether it was sarcasm or banter.

Or is it disdainful?

The young man suddenly realized that he naturally knew his father's ambitions, and now the two tigers are fighting, and there will be an injury.

At that time, there is an eldest brother on Zixiao Peak, and his Xiao family can take advantage of the situation and compete with the herd.

He immediately bowed, "Father is high."