On the lucky boat, a scheming monk shouted at the white-haired old man, "Elder Yao! That guy killed the coffin boy in the competition, violating the rules and regulations!"

Yao Chong stood on the bow of the ship under the arch of many gold-armored soldiers, and looked coldly at the two slices of meat floating on the Xushen Lake, and did not make a sound.

Seeing that Yao Chong did not have the resolute posture he imagined, the beam-jumping clown with red eyes and amazing combat power immediately had an ugly look on his face, and turned his head to plan to set off a momentum with several other people, who knew that those heroes from all sides who were rarely seen on weekdays all chose to remain silent at this moment.

The blood dripping on the glass-colored palms was shaken off by Chang Xi, and instead of looking at the miserable two pieces of meat on the surface of the lake, he turned his head and looked at the place that was clearly empty in the air with a smile.

Everyone looked suspiciously at Chang Xi's gaze, but they didn't find anything, and immediately changed to a scan of divine thoughts, hundreds of divine thoughts were crowded together, and the short figure hiding in the folds of the space could no longer be hidden, revealing its true body again.

There is a unique power for death hidden in the Coffin Mountain, which is unpredictable, and can bear a mortal injury on behalf of the monk.

But there is never a lunch in vain in the world, this kind of supernatural power for death is not only difficult to cultivate, but also requires a great price, it can only be used once in a lifetime, and the side effects are even claimed to make ordinary monks smell and change, but as for the side effects, these top secrets involving the rise and fall of the Coffin Mountain Ridge are not something that Yao Chong's secret spies can find out.

The coffin boy staggered out of the folds of space, his breath decayed like a withered old man, this time he simply didn't even have two empty sleeves, and felt Chang Xi's eyes linger on his legs, and finally lost the so-called backbone, and knelt down in mid-air.

Chang Xi glanced at the coffin boy, ignored it anymore, and fell into the blessing ship from mid-air, many monks on the deck consciously turned sideways to get out of the way, and some monks who were good at meeting the source of the left and right boasted of their courage to come forward to talk, Chang Xi ignored them, and these monks with hot faces and cold butts did not feel ashamed, but felt that this was the natural meaning of the strong.

The coffin boy raised his head, his face changed several times, and he did not return to the Fu boat, but swept directly towards the foot of Luo Yu Mountain.

Chang Xi sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and breathed in, unable to see the depth of the injury. There were still some female cultivators who didn't know what to do, and they wanted to take the opportunity to get in touch with this young man, but before they could get in front of Chang Xi, they were blocked by a snow-white long sword with a scabbard.

The young woman with the ermine forehead used the long sword in her hand to cut down a three-point horizontal in front of Chang Xi, and stood in front of that horizontal, making it clear that if she wanted to cross this line, she had to ask the heroine of the sword first.

Lin Zhenjiang paced over, the white-clothed and white sword was willing to pick up the female hero who protected the law for the man behind him, Lin Zhenjiang didn't plan to try how sharp the sword in the sheath of the Dongwu Sword Cave was now, and smiled at the woman: "I heard that your Dongwu Sword Cave has a unique swordsmanship that only passes on women but not men, women cultivate swords but do not produce swords, the longer the sword intent is contained in the sheath, the more amazing the power will be." The other women of the Xu family in the Dongwu Sword Cave have been cultivated for a hundred years, and the few have been cultivated for decades, but you have only been cultivated for more than ten years, and you were sent down the mountain by the sword old monster to compete for the position of the first palace in this Luo Yu Mountain, is it possible that you have cultivated a sword for more than ten years, can you be more domineering than the sword monster?"

There is both competition and cooperation between the two families of Dongwu Sword Cave and Santian Mansion, Lin Zhenjiang, who is the master of Santian Mansion, is also a number one master in Xu Qing's eyes, and she doesn't like to say three sentences, she said coldly: "I don't know if Xu Qing's sword is as strong as the ancestor, but if the Lord of Lin Mansion wants to figure it out, it is better to come to the Sword Cave one day." ”

Lin Zhenjiang's tall and burly figure shrouded Xu Qing in it, his gaze crossed the woman's shoulder, and fell on Chang Xi, his eyes flickered, playing with taste: "Can the woman of the Xu family draw a clear line with the hundred powerful families in the Luo Yu Mountain region for a man?"

The lake wind blew the women's sideburns and green silk, and the female sword fairy who had just passed her twentieth year put the sword that had not been unsheathed for more than ten years in front of her, and her jade hands were folded on the hilt, and the sword intent was vigorous, and the whole lucky boat and everyone's hearts trembled imperceptibly.

Although it is a woman's body, it also has the tendency to be untouchable.

With the earth-shattering battle between Chang Xi and the coffin boy as the main course, the other small fights obviously could no longer satisfy everyone's picky appetite, and even many of the monks who fought in person couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Coffin Mountain Ridge, Santianfu and Dongwu Sword Cave are the top wealthy families in the three Luo Yu Mountain regions, and the early defeat of the coffin boy is a foregone conclusion, and the fight of the remaining two is the most eye-catching. The master of the Heavenly Mansion cultivates the body method, and Lin Zhenjiang, as the master of the mansion, naturally has a strong physique that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and his unique magical power "Shaking Kunlun" is particularly domineering, and he is praised on the altar by other body refining sects.

And when the sword old monster of the Dongwu Sword Cave announced the name of the closed disciple nearly twenty years ago, the name Xu Qing also set off a lot of turmoil at that time, when the twenty-year retreat and penance made this huge river and lake gradually forget her, this strange woman finally came out of Dongwu and pointed directly at the throne of the palace master of the Yin Heavenly Palace.

After Xu Qing left a few sword qi as a curtain for Chang Xi's protector, he also flew to the center of the lake to meet his opponent, and the woman in white with a sword in one hand and a sword in the other hand suddenly became the most beautiful scenery on the Xushen Lake.

She didn't like to play tricks on others, and soon swept her opponents out cleanly, and many men on the lucky boat looked at the beautiful woman who was in a trance with a sword like an immortal, and they all sighed in their hearts, this is the demeanor of a female sword fairy.

On the other hand, Lin Zhenjiang's side is much more ruthless and domineering, and the strong fist and foot techniques of millions of catties of strength are mixed with magical secret techniques, and the fists and palms can easily hit a long qi that stretches for more than ten miles on the Xushen Lake, and the qi separates the surface of the lake, and it can't be closed for a long time, and the scene is shocking.

Soon, most of the remaining people on the Fu Boat were people who were unwilling to leave immediately after losing the election, and after Lin Zhenjiang easily knocked down one person with three punches and two kicks, a jade talisman flew up from Yao Chong's hand and exploded in the air, and the word sixty-nine suddenly appeared.

The focus of everyone's eyes returned to the man who was cross-legged and vomited.

What is the coffin boy's ability, Lin Zhenjiang, who has been grudging with him for many years, knows best, let the arrogant coffin boy kneel in public and admit defeat, Lin Zhen asked himself that he didn't have that ability.

But no matter how you think about it, to fight with such a hundred-zhang tall giant monster for so long, and successively use demonizing supernatural powers and Huang Yan to successfully force the coffin boy out of the secret technique of substitution for death, even if he had great ability before, he is definitely at the end of the crossbow at this moment, and now he can't exert his original two or three percent of his might.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Santianfu!

Lin Zhenjiang, who had just knocked down a few people who were all warming up, exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked at the young man who was still breathing, and his voice shook the lake.

"Chang Xi Daoyou, dare to ask how long you want to hide behind a woman's back?"