At the moment when the Taoist priest dressed as a young man with his hands on his sleeves sat on the cloud head and spoke in a low voice, on the low mountain below, the rickety old man gently raised his head and glanced at the clouds in the sky, the corners of his mouth pulled out an indifferent smile, his brows wrinkled slightly, and muttered: "I have calculated a hexagram, please ask the gods to teach if you go to this troubled water, but you will regret it, I didn't expect that there would be a person who does not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the gods to teach the true son, hehe!"

The next moment, the old man seemed to feel that his eyes fell on the white cloud of the scholar egret, his eyesight was excellent, and he saw the young girl on the white cloud at a glance, a little stunned, and a little inexplicable, silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "Maybe the little old man is too careful!"

On the battlefield.

Zhao Qingwat suddenly changed formations, and the two thousand horsemen overflowed to both sides like flowing water almost at the same time, with a huge momentum and extremely fast movements.

It's just that--

At the moment when Zhao Qinghu suddenly changed his formation, the immortal in a green shirt was ranked sixth, and the old Zhu shopkeeper who had a reputation as a sword swinging Yin Mountain, at this moment, the sword became a sword, but the foot was a lotus, and the long sword dragged out a long rainbow at this moment, dragging the land behind him to burst.

Gather momentum.

Lao Zhu's shopkeeper is gathering momentum.

Zhao Qinghu looked coldly at the old Zhu shopkeeper ready to go, Tie Qing's face became hideous at the moment, and it seemed that he was already on the verge of rage, but in fact, the king of Zhennan, whose hands were stained with blood, raised the corners of his mouth, involving a shallow arc.

Most of them are chic and uninhibited.

In the entire Daling Dynasty, there is a strange woman who likes to "collect" the knights of the rivers and lakes, that is, the current Zhennan princess Liu Ruhua, who is said to be from the mountain sect, not the famous Qingyun Sword Sect, not Chaoxia Island, but the small mountains and rivers that belong to the third-rate immortal gate in the entire Lotus Leaf Island.

At that time, Zhao Qinghu, the king of Zhennan, stepped on the rivers and lakes, and Liu Ruhua built a picturesque building in the extreme north of the Zhennan Wangfu to imprison the self-proclaimed chivalrous and happy knights of the rivers and lakes.

There was once an old man guarding the mountain on the Xishu plank road with a finger off the mountain, and he stepped into the realm of the earth and immortals at the door, and the old man guarding the mountain at that time was more talented than the current old Zhu shopkeeper.

It's just that this old man was still in the Xishu Sword Furnace by the two thousand iron horsemen of Zhao Qinghu, the king of Zhennan, who forcibly consumed the last trace of strength, and then was crippled by the princess of Zhennan himself, becoming an ordinary mountain guard.

Therefore, Zhao Qinghu, who is not even afraid of the sect on the mountain, is even more unlikely to be afraid of these chivalrous men in the rivers and lakes, yes, no matter how good the talent of the old Zhu shopkeeper is, in the eyes of Zhao Qinghu, he is just a person from the rivers and lakes who does not know the height of the sky, and he is not even a person on the mountain, because he was born.

Under the knife of King Zhennan, too many mountain people died, such as the gilded cave mansion.

The rainbow mangs dragged out by the long sword of the old Zhu shopkeeper, like a thick pillar, followed behind the old Zhu shopkeeper, and the momentum was condensed, as if it could shake the mountains.

Naturally, there are no 10,000 enemies on the battlefield, Lao Zhu's shopkeeper knows this truth, he is not a ruthless person like Mu Hongshu, and he can't break a thousand armors with a sword after killing all the martial arts masters, so Lao Zhu's shopkeeper's goal from the beginning is Zhao Qinghu.

The Iron Cavalry changed formation.

Crisscross.

It has become a horizontal formation like the previous vertical formation, just like the Qiantang River Bridge, and the horses' hooves are rolling like thunder.

At this moment, the old Zhu shopkeeper stepped between the clouds and waves, shrunk into inches, and his posture was chic and elegant, like the cavalry on the front line of the tide of the Qiantang River at this moment as if there was nothing in his eyes.

There is really an indomitable spirit.

I think that my immortal is expected to be among the sixth earth immortals, Zhu someone, in the past hundred years, most of them have carried a gun to bed and entered people, and have never raised a sword to get out of bed to kill, is it me Zhu who can't lift a knife, or are you strangers floating?

The heart turns at will.

The sword that dragged out was already like a giant dragon across the sky at this moment, and smashed towards Zhao Qingwat in an instant.

The sword seemed to pierce the sky.

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

The rickety old man on the low mountain showed a fine light in his eyes, and muttered: "A hundred years of sharpening a sword, the sixth immortal evaluation is deserved!"

The girl sitting on the clouds in the sky pursed her lips slightly, her brows furrowed slightly, and her expression was a little inexplicably regretful, she looked up at this heaven and earth, and said softly: "This heaven and earth, the Tao is still very incomplete!"

And at this moment, on top of a restaurant in Wangxian Town, the servant of the Son of Heaven, who had served the entire three emperors of the entire Daling Dynasty, was holding a bowl of wine with his right hand, but a flickering thunder light was condensed under his left hand.

Zhao Qingwat can't die, especially under his nose.

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

Zhao Qinghu raised his head.

I just saw the earth-shattering sword of Lao Zhu's shopkeeper completely falling, the sword light, the cold sword edge, in his eyes, fell suddenly, as if he was about to cut off his head.

It's the head split.

The moment the sword fell, the surrounding mountains and five mountains were shattered in an instant, and the air was torn apart, making a crackling sound.

Zhao Qingwat smiled.

There was an evil smile in his eyes.

"I, Zhao Qinghu, have killed so many people, and I am a well-deserved god of killing in the entire Daling Dynasty.

I stepped on the rivers and lakes, connived at the picturesque building of the rivers and mountains, I have been on the doorstep, but I can't step into a new realm, even if I take the gilded cave of the mountain sect as a whetstone, it is still useless.

Today, I will borrow your Zhu shopkeeper's supreme sword intent. ”

Zhao Qingwat muttered to himself.

Open your arms like a pilgrimage, to bathe in this supreme sword intent.

The sword falls.

The sword slashed on the top of Zhao Qinghu's head, like a surging tide meeting a reef, overflowing to both sides, and the rolling sword was like thunder.

"Ordinary martial artists have no heavenly calamity, do you use this supreme sword intent to bathe and wash yourself?

The woman watching the battle above the white clouds showed a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lao Zhu's shopkeeper is not stupid, he knows that Zhao Qingwat borrowed his sword intent to enlighten.

Hehe, it doesn't matter.

I lend you a sword, a hundred swords, a thousand swords.

After Lao Zhu's shopkeeper dropped a sword, he did not pause, and then another sword fell, and the distance between each sword fell became shorter and shorter.

And Zhao Qinghu, his face began to change.

It's a joy in shape.

As the more the sword fell, the more Zhao Qingwat smiled.

And the shopkeeper Zhu, at this moment, his face sank like water, and he was not angry, just like a hard-working family, tirelessly slashing sword after sword.

The sky changed color at this moment, turning into a dark gray-white, and black clouds overwhelmed the city.

Suddenly, between this bleak heaven and earth, there seemed to be a sound of immortals outside the sky, and there seemed to be a trace of strange Tao overflowing between this heaven and earth.

Zhao Qinghu took a deep breath and began to laugh heartily, and this laughter echoed between heaven and earth.

And the entire Lishui River, as if because of this laughter, fell into an inexplicable silence.

"...... Start"

Zhao Qingwat snorted lightly.

Start with regretful mountains and rivers, and there is purple gas coming from the east!

On this day, Zhao Qinghu, the king of Zhennan of the Daling Dynasty, entered the holy realm.