Qingyun Mountain.

It is located in the north of Lotus Leaf Continent, belongs to the boundary of the Daling Dynasty, its mountain is towering into the clouds, the immortal spirit is ethereal, there are eight veins and thirteen main peaks, the Qingyun Sword Sect is located on the Qingyun Mountain, it is one of the three major immortal cultivation forces in the Lotus Leaf Continent, and it is the first immortal sect of the entire Daling Dynasty.

Attention, is the first.

Not one of them.

It can be said that the Qingyun Sword Sect is the leader of the Immortal Cultivation Sect in the world, and the monks all over the world are proud to enter the Qingyun Sword Sect.

The main peak of the Qingyun Sword Sect stands between the clouds, with green trees, fairy birds flying, waterfalls and flowing springs, pavilions and pavilions, and a magnificent hall.

The entrance to the main hall.

There is a lotus pond, a total of one hundred and eight plants, the growth is gratifying, there are countless koi fish in the lotus pond, occasionally jump out of the pond surface, jump twice on the verdant lotus leaves, and swim into the bottom of the pond.

On this day, the lotus pond of the Qingyun Sword Sect shook violently.

On this day, there was a roar of the Qingyun Sword Sect's mountain protection beast.

On this day, the Qingyun Sword Sect's chief bell rang for a long time.

When something big happened, all the Qingyun Sword Sect monks were either panicked, excited, confused, or indifferent, and there were all kinds of things in the world.

As the sect master of the Qingyun Sword Sect, Ning Zhijie, carrying his hands and long sword, wearing a green shirt, green silk fluttering, he stood on the highest peak of the mountain, as if he was standing on the top of the nine heavens.

"Are you here?" he said softly, but there was an inexplicable pride that arose, and he sneered: "Chen Qiaosheng, I want to see how you break into the thirteen main peaks of my Qingyun Sword Sect, and how you can enter the main hall of my Qingyun Sword Sect." ”

As he said this, he raised his hand and drank: "Seal the mountain, line up!"

In an instant, on the thirteen main peaks of the eight veins of the entire Qingyun Sword Sect, there were thirteen Changhongs rushing away, full of energy, connecting into a huge net, like a copper wall and iron wall, firmly protecting the entire Qingyun Sword Sect.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Dressed as an ordinary middle-aged mayor, with his hands on his sleeves, he raised his head and looked at the unattainable Qingyun Sword Sect of mortals, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is it a great array to protect the mountain?" Chen Qiaosheng smiled at the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Break it." ”

He took a step forward.

Both fists are smashed out at the same time.

Yes, it's smashing.

smashed out with great force.

But seeing that two fists like long dragons smashed directly on the mountain protection array of the Qingyun Sword Sect, like a sudden explosion of muffled thunder, the fist gang and the mountain protection array collided with bursts of sparks.

The entire Qingyun Sword Sect, at this moment, shook inexplicably.

The power of the Heavenly and Human Realm monk's punch is so far?

Bang!

Bang!

............

Chen Qiaosheng didn't stop, and instantly smashed out seven seven forty-nine punches, like a drum, and the entire Qingyun Sword Sect was really like a muffled thunder at this moment.

Mountains.

Ning Zhijie's face turned pale.

His shoulders shook slightly, this barbarian, is he really going to smash my Qingyun Sword Sect's mountain protection array?

Sure enough, hard fists are the last word!

Ning Zhijie waved his hand and removed the mountain protection array.

Yamashita.

Chen Qiao violently retracted his fists, and his body rushed away at this moment.

He stepped on the void, giving birth to lotus step by step, pulling the slightest aura, coiling under his feet, swimming, magnificent.

Qingyun Sword Sect, everyone is a sword cultivator.

There are ninety-nine eighty-one sword cultivators who came from the mountain imperial sword, all of them are white-clothed long swords, and the style of the imperial sword is amazing.

Chen Qiaosheng continued to move forward.

With each step, the void shuddered and made a muffled thud.

Ninety-nine eighty-one sword cultivators came in an instant, and they all swooped down, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, this kind of spirit, ordinary monks encountered it, and they were afraid that they would be shattered by the sword qi on the spot and die.

"What a big stroke, Ning Zhijie, you really attach importance to me Chen Qiaosheng!"

Chen Qiaosheng sneered, his entire body turned into a long rainbow, and instead of retreating, he advanced, rushing towards the ninety-nine eighty-one sword cultivators.

Face the music.

The two armies clashed.

The surrounding trees exploded, and the rocks burst apart.

The white-clothed sword cultivator is like a line of the tide of the Qiantang River, rushing forward.

However, Chen Qiaosheng was like a reef in the wind and waves, but as soon as he made contact, the ninety-nine eighty-one sword cultivators seemed to collide with the reef, overflowing to both sides, and then they fell to the ground like rice balls in a pot.

In disorder.

The sword cultivation that was originally as imposing as a rainbow was collided by Chen Qiaosheng at this moment, and he was extremely embarrassed, or hanging on the treetops, or lying between the mountains and rocks, or between the grass, full of ugliness.

Everyone scolded, but looking at the figure who continued to break through the mountain, they were helpless.

Chen Qiaosheng is extremely brave, rampage all the way, but anyone who stands in the way is a move to retreat from the enemy, and his demeanor is unique for a while.

Sou!

Chen Qiaosheng rushed to a main peak, and three figures swooped down, all of them carrying long swords, obviously in the Qingyun Sword Sect, they were not low.

These three are the three elders of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Chen Qiaosheng didn't even look at them, no matter what elders you were or not, in my Chen Qiaosheng's eyes, they were all local chickens and dogs.

Chen Qiaosheng continued to rush towards the mountain.

The three sword cultivators took out their swords at the same time, as if they were crushed by three mountains, but when they saw the void crack inch by inch, the three elders shot at the same time, and their power could move the heavens and the earth.

The sword qi is as heavy as a mountain.

Chen Qiaosheng finally stopped, his body was pressed by the sword qi at this moment, and he fell down the mountain.

Thundered!

Landslides and ground cracks.

The whole mountain was crushed, and Chen Qiaosheng's body pierced a big hole under the mountain, and the whole mountain shattered, exploded, and the mountains and rocks flew wildly.

With the power of one blow, the three elders actually razed one of the main peaks of the Qingyun Sword Sect to the ground.

Obviously, this time Chen Qiaosheng attacked the mountain, and the Qingyun Sword Sect had to keep him.

Just, can you keep it?

Just when the three elders breathed a sigh of relief slightly, a figure rushed away again like a long rainbow, this time, Chen Qiaosheng, a monk of the Heavenly and Human Realm, affected the power of heaven and earth, and the posture of rushing away from the night actually had an invincible posture.

No one can stop you.

No one can stop it.

Ning Zhijie finally made a move, he stood on the top of the main peak, and there was a sword in his hand, which was also a sword of the Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivation, but this sword was more beautiful than Song Xihe's sword.

A sword out.

Mountains and rivers move.

The sword qi pulled the luck on Qingyun Mountain and slashed down.

Jian Hong.

It was as if it had fallen from above the nine heavens.

And Chen Qiaosheng just sneered and didn't care, he still rushed away at a speed that did not decrease, one after another swords slashed at his body, and his whole person was in the center of the sword qi.

Chen Qiaosheng shook his fist.

If you are as strong as you, I will break it with one punch.

Sword Qi collided with fist gang.

Like a stone thrown into the lake, rippling layer after layer, the light is shining, covering the entire Qingyun Sword Sect, and the sword cultivator under the mountain only feels that his eyes are about to be blinded.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

Chen Qiaosheng's figure has disappeared.

Ning Zhijie smiled bitterly.

The moment Chen Qiaosheng's figure appeared, he was already standing on the roof of the main hall of Qingyun Sword Immortal.

The man gently patted the dust on his body and said disdainfully: "Qingyun Sword Sect, but that's it." ”

The voice fell.

The main hall of the Qingyun Sword Sect was in that lotus pond, one hundred and eight lotus flowers, and eighteen of them withered in an instant.

The luck of the entire Qingyun Sword Sect withered a little bit at this moment.

On this day, the world shook.