Zhang Fuchen opened his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, thoughtfully, and looked at the time of about a stick of incense. In this incense, all the people present who were pregnant with ghosts did not make a sound, especially the three masked men, who paid special attention to this young man. The young man naturally didn't know who the three masked men were, and for the three of them, the young man had turned into ashes, and they also knew that this young man in a green shirt was the only disciple of Liu Wangsheng, the sect master of the Shuyun Sword Sect on the Cloud Mountain in Southern Xinjiang, who killed a deacon of their Chenglongmen a few days ago, Yang Jixi.

The name Yang Jixian has gained a literary tone, taken from "galloping through the middle of the pass, referring to the crowd will be like a tent." Seventy-two in Qicheng in the east, who in the world can follow the trace", Yang Jiji does not understand the art of war, so he naturally cannot assign troops and generals. He is a person who has left the dust to cultivate, and the word "turning" in this poem is quite appropriate. Cultivators, homeless, are like fluttering fluffy grass, and they have to call the world home. As a senior disciple of Liu Wangsheng, Yang Jixian traveled north and south for the sect on weekdays, and made a lot of efforts, and he was regarded as the next sect master by the sect, but he did not have the title of a young sect master. Shuyun Sword Sect, the election of the sect master, is not hereditary, but the method of selecting talents and talents of the ancient sages, and those who choose the ability are left to their will.

Besides, the attitude of the three masked men towards the young man in front of them, Guo Yu and Guo Huai are okay. It's just a deacon in the door, and when he dies, he dies. They are worshipped, they can't care about this kind of thing, and they don't want to care, and it's not easy to manage, first, the rivers and lakes are sinister, the ability is poor, and the death is eliminated, which is also a common thing, and they can't beat the small ones, so they send out the old ones, which is too shameless; second, they are just worshipping, and they can't be counted as a real part of Chenglongmen, even if Chenglongmen is destroyed today, the three of them have other places to go, maybe there are a lot of sects to grab them; 。 But Guo Sang, the youngest of the three, couldn't swallow this breath, he wanted to save face the most, the kid in front of him who was watching him come and kill a deacon elder, even if it was the elder who took it by force, there was a mistake first, but in his eyes, if he Guo Sang was not in Chenglongmen, and met someone like the elder, he Guo Sang would be the first to pull out a knife and kill him, so as not to dirty his eyes, but he Guo Sang is now the deacon elder of Chenglongmen, and it is not as important as his face to make him disgusting, Yang Jixian killed the deacon elder, but he didn't take him Guo Sang in his eyes。 He didn't bring a knife with him when he came, and he wanted to kill the polite-looking little rabbit cub in front of him with one palm.

But Guo Sang can't mention half of his murderous aura now, not that he doesn't want to mention it, but he can't mention it at all, because there is still a killing god in the field. This killing god is talking about Zhang Fuchen, don't look at this old man with his back is quite kind, and he doesn't talk much on weekdays, but the five people who are a little older than Yang Jixian know that this old man once cut off a mountain gate with a sword, although it is only a very small, small sect as small as a mud pill, but it is also more than 300 lives. Legend has it that in that sect, there was a disciple who played with a girl when he was wandering the rivers and lakes, and the girl happened to be the old man's deceased, and the old man was angry and bled for thousands of miles, and there was no sect in the world anymore. It's ridiculous, pathetic, hateful.

Under the flow of the old man's qi, not to mention the killing intent of the people present, it is their breath and the flow of qi in the body, the old man knows it clearly, and he understands it like a mirror in his heart. Of course, the old man also has something he doesn't know. He didn't know why the young man whose family was ruined had that bead that was enough to subvert the rivers and mountains, and he didn't know that there was a man and a woman walking towards the mouth of the alley.

Chen Yinian and Peony were walking towards the mouth of the alley step by step, Chen Yinian looked at Peony and asked, "Have you really decided" The little girl didn't speak, just nodded, but after she walked a few steps, four words came out of her mouth, "Blood debt and blood repayment." Chen Yinian didn't sigh, he looked at the coldness on the little girl's face that didn't match her age, and felt some emotion in his heart,

The old man looked at the little girl and the young man who walked slowly, and he remembered that day fifty years ago, on the dry sword cliff on the Cloud Mountain, the face of the yellowed woman appeared in front of the old man's eyes, and the woman seemed to be laughing and said, "I know everything in the world, but the most difficult thing for me to understand is you." ”

The old man sighed slightly, his deep eyes were calm at first, and then the storm was raging in an instant, only to hear the old man's deep voice, word by word, "Dead wood is spring." When the old man finished saying this, the strong qi that belonged to the old man that was originally shrouded in the mouth of the alley gradually faded like the sea water at low tide, and the old man's qi could no longer be found at the mouth of the alley.

Zhang Fuchen, the old zombie in the mouth of the thirteenth child, once dominated the Great Sword Sect and even made a name for himself in the Southern Li Region, after taking care of this strange alley for the Wangbei Palace, today, he has entered the Sword Saint!

Zhang Fuchen first turned around and walked towards the three masked men, and said, "You three of you go, although you have studied with me for three years, I have nothing to do with you. ”

"Master!", Guo Yu hurriedly said, and even took a step forward, but Zhang Fuchen's voice was even lower, "If the three of you don't leave, do you want to send you away for the teacher." ”

Hearing this, Guo Yu's face was like ashes, as Zhang Fuchen's eldest disciple, he knew more about his master's affairs. The reason why Master has been guarding this strange alley for 30 years is all because of the word "love". The master's dedication and persistence to that woman are even better than in the way of the sword. Guo Yu no longer insisted, and beckoned Guo Huai and Guo Sang to leave the place.

These Guo Yu, Guo Huai, and Guo Sang are the same men who had confronted the old man before. No one knows the reason why the three of them came to the alley, but they know that a few days after they came to the alley, they worshipped the old man as a teacher and practiced hard for three years. Guo Yu, Guo Huai, Guo Sangzhong, Guo Yu, Guo Sang practice internal kung fu, and Guo Huai practices foreign kung fu, Guo Yu as the eldest brother, cultivation is also the highest, in the outer kung fu together walked twenty-four steps, already standing on the last bridge of the twenty-four bridges of the avenue, as long as one more step, it is the same as the old woman of the imperial realm.

Zhang Fuchen turned around again, looked at the two black-robed people, and his tone was extremely flat, "You two go back too, after today, if you come again, I will not stop you." But today, you can't take her away. ”

Zhang Fuchen pointed to the little girl standing next to Chen Yinian, Peony. Peony was wearing a white dress, proudly independent in the cold wind at the mouth of the alley, like a proud cold plum.

"Okay", the black-robed woman didn't want to leave, but she wanted to rely on the forces behind her to intimidate a few words, but the momentum was stronger than people, the old man in front of her had already entered the realm of the Sword Saint, and the saint could not be bullied, not to mention that in a small country like Daxuan, the end of the avenue was not high, and finally a saint came out, bringing the style of the avenue to a higher level, and it also represented the martial arts luck of Daxuan's future Jiazi. Such a person, the king of the Great Xuan Zhongzhou, has to be offered, even the forces behind her dare not be the enemy of the world. So she had no choice but to agree, and after speaking, she helped the black-robed man beside her to disappear into the darkness.

"You two are waiting for me here", Zhang Fuchen said to Chen Yinian and Peony, "The old man goes to see the old man, and it will be enough for about an hour." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he stepped out of the alley and disappeared in an instant. The streets of Wangbei City are still full of lights and lively. There are very few pedestrians passing in front of Wangbei Wangfu, because this is a palace after all, and ordinary people dare not approach here. But an old man in tattered clothes stood in front of the "Wangbei Palace".

This old man is Zhang Fuchen. Zhang Fuchen lowered his head, raised his head slightly, looked at the plaque with the four big characters "Wangbei Wangfu" written on it, and said lightly, "I'll take peonies." ”

This sentence condensed into a voice that shot straight into the room in the backyard of the palace. In the room sat the middle-aged man in the purple robe who had taken the Lan Zhu from Zhang Fuchen's hand earlier. This person is the king of Wangbei, Zhu Nan.

Zhu Nan's eyebrows furrowed, and then he stretched out, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, his big sleeves waved, and the same method was used to condense into a voice into Zhang Fuchen's mouth, just word by word.

"Return, give, you!"

As soon as the words fell, a long sword with a dark blue body shot out from the backyard of the palace, went straight to Zhang Fuchen, and when it reached the old man's side, the long sword flew around the old man, jumping with joy.

The old man looked at the long sword, and there were memories of loneliness in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, then stretched out a dry palm, held the long sword tightly, then turned his back, exhaled a long breath, and his figure rose from the ground, turning into a dazzling and magnificent Changhong breaking through the air, and swept towards the north of Daxuan, the direction of Kaitai City in the Central Region.

Kaitai City in the Middle Domain, a thousand miles from east to west, five hundred miles from north to south, such a large city, the traffic in the middle is busy, and the high-rise buildings are lined up one after another, it can be said that it is a thousand weather. Kaitai City is extremely prosperous, there are many families in it, and similarly, the city is also mixed, up to the choice of dragons and phoenixes, down to the nine streams, but it is only one ten-thousandth of the city.

There are a total of eight families in Kaitai City, and the eight families are in the same spirit, but they are fighting for themselves. Every Jiazi, the head of the family headed by the eight great families can ascend to the throne of the king of Zhongzhou, which is different from the other four kings of Daxuan, such as the previous Wangbei King Zhu Nan, Daxuan Nanjiang is largely his final say, there are also many families in Wangbei City, but it is not as good as Wangbei Wangfu, and the situation of the other three kings is no different from Zhu Nan, so the throne of the remaining four kings of Daxuan is stable, but they all have other pursuits, and they are the same pursuit, that is, to ascend the throne of Zhongzhou King. Among the five kings of Daxuan, the king of Zhongzhou is respected, because it is not a family that supports the king of Zhongzhou, but eight families in Kaitai City. Now the family headed by Kaitai City is the Gao family, and the contemporary head of the Gao family, Gao Chengqi, is the king of Zhongzhou. Gao Chengqi gave the imperial city a simple but very majestic name - Zhongdu. Gao Chengqi has been re-elected as the king of Zhongzhou for more than 300 years, the Gao family is powerful, and Gao Chengqi himself is also blessed by the luck of Daxuan Yizhou, from the twenty steps of the avenue three hundred years ago to the thirty-two steps of the avenue today, the peak realm of the little grandmaster. To say how huge the luck of this state is, not to mention the luck of Zhongzhou, which is the weight of the Great Xuan, even if it is a person who has no talent for cultivation, not to mention the realm of the emperor, the little grandmaster, and the great grandmaster, as long as it is gradual, there is no problem at all to step on the twenty-four bridges of the avenue. Gao Chengqi stepped into the thirty-two steps of the Great Dao thirty years ago, and after reaching the peak realm of the little grandmaster, he had a new plan for this world in his heart.

Let's say that in a palace, Gao Chengqi, the handsome god of the wind god, was dressed in a dark golden robe of Nine Dragons, sitting cross-legged on the main seat, and a black-robed man kneeling beside him.

Gao Chengqi said, "What is the general trend now, how are you searching?"

"On the king, the king of the north has the robbers of the north to contain it, the king of the east has the disturbance of the flow of the East China Sea, the king of the west has the evil sect of the west to divide most of the energy, only the king of the south, the king of the south has pacified the south barbarians twenty years ago, and now his Wangbei city has been opened to the south barbarians, and the north city is peaceful. ”

Gao Chengqi sneered, "It's peaceful, I think he, Zhu Nan, is thinking about when to use a knife on me, right?"

"Your Majesty, the Wangbei Wangfu is just the power of one family, and you have the power of eight families behind you, so why are you afraid?"

"Hmph, this Zhongzhou was originally my Gao family, the seven of them are robbers, and the remnants of the previous dynasty still want to get involved in the throne of the king of Zhongzhou, full of morality and righteousness, but in fact, the wolf ambition inside is extremely filthy", Gao Chengqi scolded angrily.

"The king is angry!", the black-robed man knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly shouted, for fear that his head and body would be separated in the next moment.

Gao Chengqi's heart was full of thoughts, and he secretly hated in his heart, although his Gao family had been in the first place for three hundred years, but the next five hundred years were all at the bottom of the eight great families. At the beginning, after the ancestors and the ancestors of the other four kings of Daxuan unified Daxuan together, they agreed to divide the world into five parts, and the ancestors entered Zhongzhou, and their hearts were soft-hearted and they did not kill all the seven families in Kaitai City. These seven families are all the remnants of the previous dynasty, although they were dying at that time, but after all, the heritage of the thousand-year-old family is still there, but they let them take a breath slowly, and they caught up by leaps and bounds, and the Gao family is a foreign family, and after a long time, it is a little stretched to control the remaining seven families. The ancestor, who no longer had the heart of his youth, made an agreement with the other seven families, and each Jiazi chose the head of the strongest family to become the king of Zhongzhou. After hundreds of years of planning by the Gao family, he finally returned to the top of the list, but Gao Chengqi was not satisfied, he wanted to pay a high price for everything he had lost for thousands of years and get it back with interest.

"You're right, go and let General Baili come to see me," Gao Chengqi said.

"Yes", the black-robed man said excitedly, as if he had been pardoned, and ran out of the room with a crawl. You must know that this black-robed man is a cultivator of the Twenty-fourth Bridge of the same avenue as Guo Yu, but he is like a frightened kitten in front of Gao Chengqi, not the cultivation of Gao Chengqi's little grandmaster realm, but Gao Chengqi's fierce reputation shocked him. His king, Gao Chengqi, is a person who even dares to do it with his mother. Legend has it that Gao Chengqi went out to study when he was young, and met a stranger, the alien practice has reached a very high realm, Gao Chengqi wanted to apprentice, the stranger agreed, but put forward a condition, Gao Chengqi killed his mother, but he didn't expect Gao Chengqi to kill his relatives without saying a word, so he returned to the clan to kill his relatives, because of this Gao Chengqi was also chased and killed by Gao Shouyi, the father who was the head of the Gao family at the time, for more than ten years, but Gao Chengqi survived, and returned to the family after becoming a master of the emperor realmSo, Gao Chengqi gained a foothold in the Gao family, and finally replaced his father under Taoguang's obscurity.

In the royal city in the center of Kaitai City, in front of a magnificent palace, there are often armor soldiers wearing silver armor and holding white thorn guns passing by in front of the main gate of the palace. At this moment, a long sword fell from the sky, and it fell straight down, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

When those armorers saw this long sword, they were stunned. This long sword is the saber "Shucang" of Baili Mo, the general of their White Feather Army. General Baili Mo is a powerhouse of the Emperor Realm with twenty-eight steps on the way of the sword, and he is only one step away from reaching the realm of the Great Grandmaster of the Sword Dao.

There was a loud shout from the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, "Zhang Fuchen, come to seek justice." ”

At this time, two old men in white clothes came from the depths of the palace and shouted, "Zhang Fuchen, in the middle of the day, my brothers and I still dare to come, do you really want my brothers to abolish the foundation of your avenue?" ”

The two old men in white clothes are the two elders of Kurong in Zhongzhou, and their cultivation is above thirty steps, and no one knows what kind of cultivation they are. The last time the two of them made a move, it was half a year ago.

"Zhang Fuchen received the guidance of the two seniors and realized a sword, so he came to ask the two seniors for advice," Zhang Fuchen said.

"Zhang Fuchen, the old man and the two are already characters from several generations ago, and you are also the pride of the previous generation, since you are already an old man, why bother the old man to embarrass the old man," said one of the slightly taller old men. This person's name is one year old, he is the old man of the two elders of Kurong, half a year ago, he was the most ferocious to Zhang Fuchen, and his moves were all murderous.

Here we have to mention the word old man, and say that heaven and earth are constant, and the seasons change. The tide of the world's avenue is based on a generation, no matter how amazing you are in the contemporary era, it will eventually be surpassed by the tide of the next generation. Moreover, heaven and earth will only favor the people of the present generation, and it is much more difficult for the people of the previous generation to take a step on the road than the people of the present generation.

The dry one-year-old really didn't want to fight Zhang Fuchen at this time. First, the dry one-year-old is already stuck in the bottleneck of cultivation for half a jiazi, and his mind is all on the next step of the impact avenue, where is he willing to spend energy and fight with Zhang Fuchen; second, Zhang Fuchen, who was almost killed by the two of them, is now making a comeback, and he must be confident. Zhang Fuchen was younger than them, and Heavenly Dao favored him more. Under the advantages of the other, before the realm is broken, he is not willing to take the risk of fighting Zhang Fuchen.

Zhang Fuchen was silent, and with a move of his palm, the long sword with a dark blue body appeared behind him. When Ku Yisui and Rong Sanzai saw this long sword, their hearts sank, and they clearly recognized that this long sword contained the woman's soul.

Rong Sanzai roared angrily, "Zhang Fuchen, you actually used your Great Dao Origin to save that woman's life, and you did this to the detriment of the Heavenly Dao, and you disregarded the path of thousands of cultivators in the world. ”

"So what?", Zhang Fuchen's expression was flat, without a trace of waves, "All beings in the world, what does it have to do with me Zhang Fuchen." ”

Rong Sanzai was about to speak, but Ku Yisui waved his hand and said, "You came to Zhongzhou this time, I'm afraid it's not for the two of me." ”

Ku Yisui was suddenly silent, and then changed his words and said, "Are you for that thing?"

Zhang Fuchen spit out a word, "That thing, someone has come to pick it up, and the old man is here, just to find out one thing, that is, whether your Zhongzhou King has anything to do with the Lingxuan Blood Kingdom." ”

When the two of them heard this, their expressions were hideous, and they roared in unison, "Zhang Fuchen, you don't want to talk nonsense, how can the king have anything to do with such filthy and chaotic things." ”

Zhang Fuchen smiled, and the heaven and earth suddenly became a little colder, "Your Zhongzhou King is responsible for guarding the underground palace under the Great Xuan, if the underground palace is fine, the Lingxuan Blood Country will never revivereign, and I have seen the Lingxuan Blood Skill." ”

When the two of them heard this, they were shocked, and they were a little skeptical, "This is impossible, if the Lingxuan Blood Kingdom reappears, it will definitely be a disaster for the cultivators of the world." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Fuchen interrupted, "Do you still care about all living beings in the world?" If that Lingxuan Blood Country is in the world, and you use that kind of evil skill to help others enter the realm, you are afraid that someone will rob you of the position of a saint." ”

"You", Zhang Fuchen was broken by what he thought in his heart, and he was a year old with a red face and red ears. Zhang Fuchen is right. There have only been thirty-six saints in the heavens and the earth since ancient times, and there were twenty-eight saints at the peak of the Spirit Xuan Blood Kingdom. If you want to win the saint position, you can only use time to polish it, but the saint position is only thirty-six, if it is slow, you will not be able to become holy. But in fact, there are still some bottom lines for the withered one-year-old, the Lingxuan Blood Country is definitely a big harm to the common people in the world, although he is ruthless at the age of one, but let him kill innocent people, he still can't do it.

"Big brother, why talk nonsense with him", Rong Sanzai said, "Kill it." ”

As soon as Rong Sanzai's voice fell, he urged his body and rushed towards Zhang Fuchen. Ku Yisui was about to stop it by making a sound, but when he saw Rong Sanzai's thunderous figure, he hesitated. can cultivate to this realm, which one is not a person with a delicate and clear mind. Ku Yisui knows his younger brother very well, he is a very rational and alert person, but today he is so impatient, could it be that his younger brother knows something about the Lingxuan Blood Country, and Ku Yisui doesn't dare to think about it. Seeing that his younger brother had already rushed up, he rushed towards Zhang Fuchen for a while.

Let's say that the tacit understanding between Ku Yisui and Rong Sanzai has reached the realm of heart. Ku Yi-year-old attacked Zhang Fuchen's left side, and made a note of the dry palm, while Rong Sanzai attacked Zhang Fuchen's right side, using both fists and palms, and the momentum was terrifying. Let's say that the dry one year old walks the way of the inner family, and Rong Sanzai walks the way of the outer family, the inner and outer shuanghe, and the combat power of the two has risen a notch.

On the other hand, Zhang Fuchen saw that the two of them were menacing, but he was still not shocked, but he leaned his body slightly, moved fifty zhang to the void behind him, and then grabbed the blue long sword with his backhand and handed out a sword casually. The next moment, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the blue sword light shot out in all directions, covering this piece of heaven and earth.

The sword light fell, and Ku Yisui and Rong Sanzai had already pulled out a hundred zhang distance from Zhang Fuchen. Ku was one and a half years old and knelt on the ground, but Rong Sanzai was standing.

Ku Yisui looked hideous, but there was irrepressible fear spreading in his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "Saint, Holy Realm!" After speaking, Ku Yisui spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Second brother, let's go, go and invite the king," Ku Yisui said to Rong Sanzai, who was standing with his back to him.

"Oh?", at this time, the laughter suddenly sounded, and it was Rong Sanzai who spoke, "Big brother, don't be afraid. As long as you help me, I have a chance to win. ”

"Second brother, what are you talking about?", Ku Yisui seemed to notice something, and distanced himself from Rong Sanzai without a trace.

At this time, Rong Sanzai suddenly turned around and said, "Of course I let me swallow you, big brother! This "Spirit Xuanhua Blood Skill" is really too deep, big brother, you have pressed me for so many years, so it should be regarded as compensation for me. "Rong Sanzaidi's face at this moment can no longer be regarded as a human face, but a skeleton on one side, flesh and blood on the other, and it is very infiltrating.

"Second brother, you actually colluded with the Lingxuan Blood Kingdom? that king is him", Ku Yisui's eyes revealed incredible, but he did not stop the movement in his hand, waiting for the opportunity to retreat, just as he was about to urge his body to retreat, a sharp sword passed behind him and pierced his heart, and this sword was the "Shucang" that fell to the ground.

The man who came was a man with a tiger's back and a heavy armor. This man wears a lion crown on his head, and a white jade pendant hangs from his waist, and he is windy step by step. Baili Mo looked at Rong Sanzai, who he was disgusted with, and just dropped three words, "Neat." ”

"Hehe, okay", Rong Sanzai didn't mind Baili Mo's disdainful expression, in his opinion, as long as he could win the Great Dao, what did it matter if he cultivated evil skills.

Baili Mo pulled out the Shucang Sword from his one-year-old body, and then pointed at Zhang Fuchen, bowed and said, "Baili Mo, dare to ask the Sword Saint to talk about the sword." ”

As soon as Baili Mo said this, the heavens and the earth shook, and the sword qi in the space within a few hundred zhang of him as the center of the circle was agitated in an instant, and he was angry at the bullfight! Baili Mo was like an unsheathed sword at the moment, the blade of the sword was transparent, and it was about to open the sky!

Zhang Fuchen looked at Baili Mo, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then it dimmed, and under the flow of qi, only four words echoed between heaven and earth.

"Kenshin is dusty!"

These four words are like a giant hammer hammer on Baili Mo's chest. The color of wind and thunder in Baili Mo's eyes suddenly stirred, "The Sword Saint is respected as a saint, why bother with the Dao heart of the people in the world." ”

"You Baili Mo represent the people of the world?"

As soon as these words came out, although the two did not fight on the way of the sword, the battle of the avenue was the word spirit, and Baili Mo had already lost to Zhang Fuchen.

At this moment, Bailimo's original edge was gone, like a dead tree that was about to die of old age.

"If you can understand the sword heart, the realm of the little grandmaster is just around the corner," Zhang Fuchen said lightly.

A hint of hope flashed in Baili Mo's eyes, and he bowed his hand slightly to Zhang Fuchen, "Thank you, senior." After Bai Limo finished speaking, he turned around and left the palace.

On the other side, Rong Sanzai had already swallowed all the origin of the one-year-old in his mouth, and a trace of sickly satisfaction appeared on his face. His eyes were scarlet, and he looked at Zhang Fuchen, "Zhang Fuchen, Zhang Fuchen, do you know what kind of cultivation I am now?"

Zhang Fuchen sneered, "Your qualifications are worse than your eldest brother, your cultivation is only the thirty-first step of the Great Dao, your eldest brother is still a cultivable talent, the Great Dao is thirty-three steps, barely among the great grandmaster realm." Where did you come from such a shoddy "Spirit Xuanhua Blood Skill", you think that the Great Grandmaster realm created by virtue of evil skills can be crowned with success?"

"Hahaha", Rong Sanzai looked up to the sky and roared, "You don't know the beauty of this exercise at all, for me, as long as there is a steady stream of Dao origin, I can reach the Great Grandmaster realm, oh no, I am now the Great Grandmaster realm, your Zhang Fuchen's realm must not be lower than my eldest brother, as long as I eat you, the Holy Realm is just around the corner." ”

After Zhang Fuchen came to Zhongzhou, in order to avoid attracting people's eyes, he suppressed his breath in the thirty-four steps of the sword path, and Bai Li Mo saw through his identity as a sword saint before because Bai Li Mo was also a sword cultivator, but just now Rong Sanzai's entire mind was on the origin of refining and withering, and he didn't hear what Bai Li Mo said.

"What do you think you are compared to the Baili Mo you walked just now", Zhang Fuchen asked.

"The boy with the sword rejected this exercise, it was really stupid. I can break it," Rong Sanzai said.

"Yelang is arrogant", Zhang Fuchen snorted coldly, and then only heard a sword roar crossing, and the blue long sword in his hand disappeared in an instant, and the place where it appeared in the next moment was already three feet away from Rong Sanzai's head. Because it was stopped by two slender fingers.

The owner of this finger is Gao Chengqi. Previously, Zhang Fuchen secretly used the power of a saint to envelop this side of the world, so that the warring qi would not leak out. But after Baili Mo went to see Gao Chengqi, Gao Chengqi was as careful as a hair, and after calculating, he knew that there was a visit from Gao Ren, otherwise how could the sword intent in Baili Mo's eyes be like being scattered.

Gao Chengqi stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Zhang Fuchen, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, "The saint came to my palace, why did he come to his palace." ”

Zhang Fuchen did not answer Gao Chengqi's question, he carefully looked at the time of Gao Chengqi's tea, and Gao Chengqi did not say anything. Zhang Fuchen left a sentence and left.

"It's good to do it yourself. ”

"King", although Rong Sanzai is now cultivating for thirty-five steps, most of the time he can have today is given by the man in front of him. Even the book "Lingxuan Chemical Skills" was given to him by Gao Chengqi.

"Do you know why I gave you the exercises instead of my brother," Gao Chengqi asked.

"Brother, he is pedantic and strong, the king doesn't want to have more life of right and wrong", Rong Sanzai has recovered his previous appearance at this moment, and asked tremblingly.

"Hmm", Gao Chengqi responded, but his next sentence made Rong Sanzai sweat profusely and tremble, "But your brother has no second heart for me." ”

Hearing this, Rong Sanzai was shocked, and hurriedly cried, "The old man doesn't dare to give birth to the king at all."

Gao Chengqi didn't speak, just stood for a moment, and then dropped the sentence "It's good to do it yourself" like Zhang Fuchen, and left the palace gate.

"What kind of cultivation realm is Zhang Fuchen just now, I can't stop him in thirty-five steps", after Gao Chengqi left, Rong Sanzai muttered to himself.

At this time, two words echoed in Rong Sanzai's ears.

"Saints. ”

At this moment, Rong San's heart and gallbladder were broken.

Zhang Fatian and Peony stood quietly in the courtyard like this, watching the old woman who had just been salvaged turn into ashes before their eyes.

The little girl's jewel-like eyes were still bright, but there was a trace of hatred mixed with regret and reluctance without a trace. Zhang Fatian watched this scene indifferently, from the northern region to the southern Xinjiang, three years, six thousand miles, a long journey, he has seen too many such things. The swords and swords on the desert, the bloody bones on the side of the pass, are vivid. To say that young people of Zhang Fatian's size are mostly people who have not tasted the rain, snow, wind and frost of the world, Zhang Fatian should have been the same, but the world is impermanent, from a noble son who is a famous family to a broken person who wanders the world and lives in exile, Zhang Fatian is always much stronger than ordinary people, and the same is true of the little girl in front of him.

Zhang Fatian looked at the little girl's thin back, and said slowly, "Peony, you are here, when will you come back, can you still come back?"

He paused, and then said, "Old man Zhang told me that he owes me a favor, and I changed it for three days. ”

The little girl was silent at first, and then turned her head suddenly, her eyes were full of blood, and her eyes seemed to be a sharp sword pulled out of the sea of corpses and blood. The murderous situation was everywhere, and the little girl looked at Zhang Fatian and said sharply in a tone that did not match her age, "I don't need it, I don't owe others favors for peony." I"

The little girl was already crying before she could finish speaking. She, Peony is eleven years old this year, but in the past eleven years, there have been many, many people who have fallen in front of her eyes, not killed by her, but died because of her. She likes the big brother in front of her, Zhang Fatian, and also likes the younger brother who already has a little ignorance about herself, Thirteen. She didn't want to involve the two of them in a fearless strife because of her.

Ten years ago, a middle-aged man in a gray robe from head to toe came to the town where her family lived. At that time, the little girl was only one year old, but at the age of only one year, she had endured things that ordinary people could not endure in a lifetime, and her father and mother and five hundred people from all over the town all died at the hands of the gray-robed man, no, it was the palm. After the gray-robed man killed her father, he walked out of the town with her crying. There was only one small mountain road in the town where she lived, and the gray-robed man held her with one hand, and the other hand just pressed lightly in the direction of the town. The whole town was buried, and it became a stone grave, so that later passers-by passed by that place, and in the middle of the night, the miserable cry could still be heard, and the Taoist priest who walked there said that there was a very heavy yin qi. Peony, the little girl who was only a year old, or the baby who was only a year old at the time, knew nothing but the bloody images that remained in her mind that would never be dispersed, but she actually knew it. As a unique son of heaven, she has the ability to never forget, and she has a pair of eyes that see through the red dust and turbid waves. It is precisely because of this pair of discerning eyes that the gray-robed person will find the peony, and he will overturn that town in order to cover the heavens. The name of the town is called "Yunsheng Town", which means "all living beings", but in the eyes of the gray-robed man, these worldly people are just ants the size of sesame seeds. Peony hates the gray-robed man, but the gray-robed man doesn't care. As the owner of that wolf mountain, he only cares about two words, the truth, in short, is a fist. When Peony was five years old, in that splendid palace, the gray-robed man who had brought him here and never appeared again, except for an old woman who had left her behind. That old woman was Grandma Wolf, and she was very kind to her. Peony, who has just entered the martial arts, is famous for her amazing achievements of walking five steps on the avenue at the age of only five years old, and rushed to the man with the golden hairpin she usually wears, aiming to kill her with one blow, she did not succeed, the man just said a word, this hairpin was given to her by him, his reason is very simple, it is a fist, and people with small fists have no reason to talk about it, such as the girl at that time, and also the people in the town who drowned in the years with the fall of the town.

But it's the same now. In the courtyard, there is a pomegranate tree where Zhang Fatian collected firewood before. It was already late autumn, and the leaves on the pomegranate tree had turned a lot yellow, but there were also huge pomegranate fruits hanging in the quiet air. The immature child, Thirteen, still fainted on the ground.

Pomegranate is Peony's favorite fruit, and in addition to pomegranates, she also likes the child who fell to the ground, Thirteen. Thirteen on earth is now only eight years old. Peony, the little girl walked to the pomegranate tree step by step, gently plucked a pomegranate from the tree that had been red, and broke it in half with her little hands, revealing a crystal clear soft fruit.

Peony handed half of the pomegranate to Zhang Fatian, "This is the last fruit."

As soon as Peony finished speaking, the pomegranate tree, which had been standing tall in the cold wind, died in an instant, and all the pomegranates on the tree fell down. At the same time, in the Wangbei Wangfu, the Qi Nourishing Pond of Wangbei Wang Zhu Nan, half of the nine Qi Winding Vines withered and died. In front of the palace in the royal city of Zhongzhou,

Zhang Fatian took the pomegranate and gently handed it to his mouth. At the moment when he bit down the pomegranate seed, in an ancient cave in southern Xinjiang, a blood-colored palace slowly rose, and a huge skeleton sat in front of the palace. ”

As soon as the words fell, two strange blue flames appeared in the skeleton's eye sockets, and then its hands were sealed, and a blood-red broken sword emerged from the void. The skeleton stretched out his bone palm and stroked the broken sword, and the broken sword instantly settled down, "Go, the first step of my Lingxuan Blood Country's plan depends on you." ”

The skull's palms were sealed again, and then pressed on the broken sword, and the broken sword rose into the sky, but turned into a soft white light, and then shot thousands of miles, shooting into a family in Fulong City, which was on the same level as Wangbei City.

Let's say that in the yard, there was still half a pomegranate left in Peony's hand, and she did not send it to her hand, but peeled off the pomegranate one by one from the pomegranate and put it in the immature palm. If you want to say that what is the most beautiful thing in the world, it is naturally the fingers of a young girl like peony, a finger of green onions, but it is better than thousands of flashies, how many men are intoxicated with the verdant youth and linger on the fingertips of girls. Peony walked to the edge of Thirteen, who had fallen to the ground, and with her two fingers, pinched up one pomegranate after another, and sent it into Thirteen's mouth, but in a few moments, all the pomegranates were sent into Thirteen's mouth.

Since then, the deceptive tree brought from the mountain by the old woman who followed the peony has completely died. First of all, this "shrinking technique", as the name suggests, is to shrink an object and make it easy to carry. Another name for this pomegranate tree is the Deception Tree, which can deceive the heavens, allowing the little girl to avoid the detection of the heavens and even the old monsters that are lurking in the world. After all, the people who can come to this alley are not ordinary people, of course, except for Zhang Fatian, he is really just an ordinary young man, a down-and-out son of a family, if he is not lucky enough to pick up the Lan Zhu, if he wants to enter this alley, he will have to hollow out all the money left by his grandmother to him. Peony and the old woman have been here for three years, and the Tree of Deception has also covered Peony's qi for three years.

"It's all to blame for this strange tree, which killed Grandma Wolf," said Peony indignantly, but as she spoke, she cried again, "If it weren't for me, Grandma Wolf wouldn't have died." When she brought me out before, she was already very seriously injured, and there was originally no one in the thirty-two-step grandmaster realm, but when she arrived in this alley, she had fallen to the twenty-seven-step emperor realm, and in order to help me cover the heavens, the cultivation of the twenty-seven-step emperor realm was sucked dry by this strange tree. ”

When Zhang Fatian was eating the pomegranate seeds, he found that the majestic energy contained in the pomegranate seeds flowed softly in the veins of his limbs, and he had already noticed that this tree was unusual. But after listening to what the little girl said, he was also extremely shocked, this Heavenly Deception Tree actually digested the life origin of an Emperor Lord Realm cultivator, so wasn't those pure energies just now the life source of that old woman, Zhang Fatian thought of this, and suddenly felt a little nauseous in his heart, how is this different from cannibalism?

When the little girl saw Zhang Fatian's appearance, she laughed out loud, "Brother Tian, don't be hypocritical, you and Thirteen are my only friends in this world, I have long regarded you as relatives, as for those pomegranate seeds and Grandma Wolf's life origin, there is still a difference, don't think about it." ”

Zhang Fatian looked at the little girl's sophisticated tone, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, she should have been an innocent child, but now she is terrifyingly sophisticated.

"Let's go to the alley," Zhang said.