Is it not suitable for washing the child style today?

Zijun was slightly stunned, and felt the person who came, it was actually the first layer of the Jindan Realm, but looking at this momentum, it was even more powerful than the old man in Chongyun, and the whole person was like a layer of fog, and it was mysterious at a glance.

Charming beside her looked solemn, and said softly: "Lord, I feel that I can't win!"

She said such a thing before she could fight in the virtual realm, you must know that there is a mortal realm between them, and this time Zijun can't help but start to look at the blood-robed young man, and look at him with a look at himself.

Then he said to Zifeng: "Hand the sword!"

The unkempt girl nodded solemnly, seeing that she was already able to speak, Xiangzi was very excited, and hurriedly pinned her feelings on Zijun in her eyes, and admired the moon in the autumn water in her eyes, which was moving!

She threw the sword out, and the young man held the sword, and his eyes looked at Yang Jianhuang.

"Who's coming?"

"Yang Jianhuang!"

"My son!"

One person's world is full of fighting spirit, and one person's wind on the ground can't move!

The red-robed young man didn't squint, and the two beauties next to him didn't look at it at all, but just stared at Zijun, which made the young man's heart furious, could this guy be a ......

Zijun was the first to speak: "What's the matter?"

Yang Jianhuang stepped on a bronze sword, several zhang long and three feet wide, holding an ordinary long sword, pointing at the sky, placing it on his chest, he muttered: "Come and fight with me!"

The young man slowly took off into the air, this person had long hair to cover his eyes, dancing in the wind, and looked like the Wuji Sword Emperor, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, could it be that most swordsmen would become like this in the later stage?

Shaking his head, he said, "You just fight me with Jin Dan?"

The robed young man snorted, and the sword in his hand was suspended in front of him, and after a while, it spun extremely fast, and the sword moved the wind and grass within a radius of a hundred meters, like a flood erupting, and they were all poured out with the sword famine as the center.

The sound of the extremely fast spinning sword was huge, and the surrounding leaves and vines were all cut off, and they flew into the sky, spinning around the sword at great speed!

The roaring dragon cry was faintly heard inside, Zijun didn't dare to be careless, and he also rotated the Junzi sword like him!

In an instant, the two stirred up the wind and clouds, and a strong wind swept in, and Charming hurriedly flew away with Xiangzi and them.

It was estimated that it was almost the same, Jian Huang's eyes were slightly closed, and the sword in front of him shot quickly with the sound of breaking through the sky, followed by the green leaves in the sky, and his whole person was shrouded in it!

Zijun also released the Junzi sword, and it was suddenly like an arrow off the string!

"Qiang—"

The two swords collided together in an instant, like two meteors colliding, sparks splashed everywhere, and the Junzi Sword directly destroyed the ordinary long sword, stirred it into iron ash, and turned into starlight, shining on the earth for a while, shaking the green leaves together, but gathering together again in a moment!

Under the guidance of Zijun, Junzi Jian immediately deflected the sword body, wiped the sword Huang's ear, blew away his black hair, he closed his eyes slightly, and now revealed all his face, which looked ordinary, and he was almost unrecognizable when he was thrown into the crowd!

The sword flew back into Zijun's hand, and among the green leaves in the sky, Jian Huang held the shrunken bronze ancient sword for a while, piercing the leaf bush, and the young man saw a sword stabbing out from a green leaf, infinitely magnifying in front of his eyes.

I was shocked, this is pure swordsmanship, not the realm brought, and the realm of the sword desolate at this time is the same as his own Jindan, so he is naturally much weaker than him, and he can only defeat Zijun with extremely strong swordsmanship!

However, Zijun easily dodged the past, and at first sight, the whole person closed his eyes like a sword famine, raised his sword, and split the sword, Zijun estimated the strength that Jin Dan should have, and his movements were also sluggish for three points, and the sword famine also dodged slightly away!

"Rub-"

In the next second, I saw the corners of Jian Huang's mouth rise slightly, in a breathing time, holding the ancient sword and slashing thirty-eight swords, the phantom was not dispersed, the afterimage was exhausted, Zijun did not break out of strength to avoid the first twenty swords, and the eighteen swords in the back were just like life, the sword and sword were fatal, the young man was attacked and was hot, and he was hit by so many swords in just an instant, but what made Zijun's face sink was that the bronze ancient sword was bladeless!

It's a bladeless sword!

Otherwise, Zijun would have already been defeated by the enemy!

This guy is very interesting!

However, it's too underestimated!

The young man hurriedly pulled away, and at this time those green leaves began to slowly fall to the ground.

The two of them were revealed, and the sword said sonorously: "God...... Zijun, you don't have to think about anything else when you fight me, let's put it this way, I won't die, just go on!"

The young man snorted, and began to burst out with all his strength, Jian Huang was blown away dozens of meters in an instant, and after stabilizing his body, the strong wind hit his eyes, he did not cover it with his hands, but looked at Zijun in the strong wind with burning eyes, the momentum was as majestic as a rainbow, and his heart was excited!

Zijun felt that his whole body was hot, his body trembled slightly, and at that moment, the whole person suddenly disappeared, and Jian Huang also smiled, and suddenly disappeared, if an ordinary person was here!

You can only hear the sound of a fight "ding ding ding"!

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On the pavilion, the two old men were still watching the battle of the two below, but they were replaced by others, not the two who were playing with sticks and guns before, they were at ease, they were all playing with each other, and the comparison was who used their real strength first, and the banter in their eyes was uncomfortable for anyone to watch!

The gray-clothed old man in luxurious clothes came to the sky above here, looked at the two people on the stage, took a look and quickly left!

What's that?

What are the two mortal scum pretending to be here? There are many talents in the mountains, the old man wants to choose three people, one of them deliberately loses to him in chess, so that he is comfortable to be booked, and now he is looking for the remaining two, and he will have meat to eat early, and if the latecomers want to fight, they have to ask and consider the pros and cons, so the old man moves quickly, and disappears here in a blink of an eye!

Seeing this, the two old men in the pavilion got up together and said angrily: "The little rabbit cubs are all serious for the teacher, although it is a drill now, there is no need to hide everywhere! Do you want to go out of the mountains?"

The two people in the audience nodded hurriedly, and then made a fatal move, and after a while, they stopped again, and looked at the opposite side of Dachong Waterfall in unison!

Seeing this, one of the old men got up and was about to get angry, when he was pressed down by the other, and they all looked at the opposite side of Dachong Waterfall!

The gray-clothed old man flying in the air froze for a moment, and looked at the place where the voice came from!

The bandaged boy ran back to the mansion of the middle-aged man who was herding cattle, and the middle-aged man saw that the scars had increased again, his eyes remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Is the bandage enough?"

The young man put down the basket, nodded deeply, and then knelt on the ground, and said with a three-point cry: "Master! The apprentice has disgraced you! Even if I fight to the death this time, I won't continue to lie here!"

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "Qi Yun, what did your family say, you must survive this time, you are also the disciple who has been with you for the longest time, and when I finally send you out, I will be able to settle down for life, don't worry, someone has already taken a fancy to you!"

The bandaged boy had a pain in his neck, he bared his teeth and grinned before he spoke: "The apprentice is not filial, the root bone is not good, it dragged you down, and I didn't pull out the ancient sword, which disappointed the master!"

The middle-aged man helped him up and said, "The mandate of heaven has its own fixed number, it's not that you don't report it, it's time before it comes, you have to wait!"

Seeing that the young man was about to say again, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, and he turned his head to look, and the young man followed his gaze.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a family, is a thatched house, the small house occupies only ten square meters, the wall is broken, there are holes in the top, wind and rain, on the bed, there is a scrawny young man, beside the stove, an old woman who looks one hundred and twenty-three is burning the fire, in the cauldron is all kinds of herbs, the hot black soup is bubbling, the whole room is full of all kinds of herbs, the only place that can be moved is the old woman to the position of the young man's bed.

This place is secluded in the trees, and you can't really find it without looking carefully, so you can only smell the aroma when the old woman boils the medicine every day!

"Ahhh

Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly took a bowl from the table next to her, filled a bowl of porridge with water, and scooped out a spoonful of pickled vegetables that had become stinky and sour from the old altar on the porridge, took out chopsticks and walked over with a staggering step.

"What kind of sin is this, good grandson, my mother-in-law will definitely cure you!"

Began to feed porridge and vegetables, the boy ate a lot of food, like a wind and clouds, the stinky pickles were eaten by him to a fine taste, then his right hand trembled, slowly moved out the tattered bedding covering his body, and gently lifted a finger.

The old woman looked at this scene in surprise, then looked in that direction and muttered, "Do you feel the sword intent?"

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It is said that Zijun and the sword desolate are fighting in the sky, the sword desolate swordsmanship is tricky and narrow, and Zijun's sword path is powerful.

This has formed a situation where the sword famine can make countless mistakes, but Zijun can't make a mistake!

"Dingding-ding-"

However, under such a rapid offensive, Zijun can only dodge every sword mark, as long as he grabs one of the gaps, Zijun can fight the sword desolation and retreat, and after the afterimage, the two of you chase me, and it is Zijun who chases!

Jian Huang suddenly stopped and muttered, "Come to heaven with me!"

As he spoke, he flew into the sky and plunged into the sky, Zijun didn't say anything, an acceleration overtook him, and the corners of Jian Huang's mouth trembled.

When the two of them flew into the sky, the sword desolate swept the floating clouds, and muttered: "Go to the whole world, cripple the earth, I know you can't bear it, come now!"

The young man's eyes froze, and the power of the rules of moving mountains quietly operated in his body, and his body moved and suddenly disappeared.

The sword shortage here didn't think much about it, and turned around to be a sword!

"Boom-"

However, Zijun, who uses the power of rules, can break the city with one sword, and move mountains with both hands.

No, the sword was directly cut off by this sword, and the whole person flew out like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, he retreated two or three miles, and after stabilizing his body, his body escaped into the clouds!

The young man raised his sword to follow, and his whole body was surging with spiritual power, all of which converged on the Junzi sword, the sword body roared, buzzing, and on it, a white cyclone surged, and with a slight movement, it could stir the clouds!

He felt the swiftly moving figure of the sword wilderness, slashing sword after sword in all directions, the clouds were cut off, and from below, it looked like an immortal stirring up the wind and clouds, or a dragon breaking through the sky!

The sword desolate approached step by step, and it didn't take long for it to appear in front of Zijun's eyes, the two of them handed out the sword almost at the same time, and with a ding, a strong wind blew away the clouds, and the sword desolate expression was very hideous, and he shouted, lifted Zijun away, and then the momentum continued to rise, directly pressing Zijun to fight!

The young man's eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he was immersed in it wholeheartedly, and he didn't even know that the Sword Wilderness had raised the realm to the Golden Immortal Realm!

With his eyes closed and fighting, he only had three thoughts in his heart, knock him down, calm down, and enjoy this feeling!

Jian Huang looked at Zijun who did not fall into the wind but chased after him!

His heart was shocked, he felt that Zijun in this state was like a god, and even on him, there was a faint surge of blue aura!

Shaking his head and not thinking about this, a sword shook Zijun away.

"Kaishan Sword!"

Jian Huang let out a deep shout, pointed at the ground under his feet, and swung upward, at this moment, a strong air sword Hua moved towards Zijun!

Zijun opened his eyes and muttered: "This sword was originally called Broken City, but now it is called Kaiyun!"

Then the sword pointed at the sky, slashing at the sword wilderness, and a white sword composed of spiritual energy had appeared, rushing directly into the Junzi sword, and suddenly released it when attacking!

"Boom—"

The moment the two collided, a loud noise resounded in the sky, tearing off the white clouds, and Zijun, who had calmed down, seemed to be in an invincible state, and even the sword famine, which was already in the Golden Immortal Realm, had some heart palpitations, but the sword and the sword rainbow did not dissipate easily, but confronted each other!

Both sides kept increasing their strength, and both of them were bruised and grinning.

"Click-"

As if he couldn't bear this force, Jianhua was cut off by Jianhong, and so was Jianhong!

The remaining two halves were unblocked, and they flew towards the two!

Zijun's body moved, dodging again and again, but Jian Huang didn't dodge, because Changhong was really too wide and long, and the attack range was too wide, and his whole person dissipated directly into Changhong!

When the young man saw it, he was shocked in his heart, now in the heaven and earth, he can no longer see his figure, there is no breath, and even the divine soul is no longer seen!

But now, his whole body is gone, and his soul can't feel it, only the ancient sword is still floating in the air, and then slowly falls!

Could it be that his sword can annihilate the soul?

Didn't he say he wouldn't die?

The young man lost his soul and shouted excitedly in the sky after a while: "Sword Wilderness, didn't you say that you won't die? Come out quickly, you haven't finished the fight yet, are you lying to me? Come out quickly, how can this be!"

The stunned Dizi Jun flew around in the sky, trying to find Yang Jianhuang and split the clouds, no, shouting everywhere, no!

flew hundreds of miles in a radius, but still couldn't see anyone.

The ancient sword fell straight down, and when it reached the ground, it was held by a hand shining with white brilliance, and when he looked away, he saw that it was a white-bearded old man, and his whole body was wrapped in a mist glowing with white light!

The old man's body was straight, and when he could hold the sword, he disappeared to the ground, lifting a light layer of ash!

Zijun, who was looking for fruitless and flew back, suddenly shook his spirit, and in front of him, the floating old man looked like an immortal, as if he did not eat the fireworks of the world, but he saw that he was holding a bronze ancient sword in his hand.

Moreover, with a flick of the old man's wrist, the ancient sword became larger, and soon reached the appearance of the sword desolate when it flew over, he held the sword in one hand, looking relaxed, and held it high above his head.

Attacking Zijun with a sword, his movements were very slow, and his attack was not strong, and the young man said while dodging: "Who are you?"

The old man didn't speak, still attacking Zijun unhurriedly.

The charming man on the ground looked at the sky, and suddenly said: "That's the sword soul! The sword soul of the bronze sword! It seems that the sword famine once practiced the sword soul, but it was just a bladeless sword, and then it was nailed here, and when the Emperor of Heaven came, he would turn around and fight?"

Xiangzi suddenly said suspiciously: "Sword Soul, what is that?

Charming automatically ignored the previous sentence and replied: "This sword soul was abandoned by the master, I don't know how many years it has been sleeping here, and it is the soul of the ownerless!"

Xiangzi didn't understand, she said, "Can Zijun beat it?"

Charming smiled and said: "No one can beat anyone!"

As the charm said, after thousands of slashes to no avail, Zijun couldn't bear it anymore and began to fight back, but found that he couldn't touch a single hair of the old man at all, as if there was no such person, just a phantom!

Then he slapped it again, sending a gust of wind, but it still didn't work!

The old man's offensive is becoming more and more proficient, and his movements are getting faster and faster.

In desperation, Zijun can only compete with the bronze sword, both of which are powerful!

For a while, the sound of dong dong resounded in the sky, like thunder, but there were no dark clouds, the young man shook the ancient sword with a sword, and said: "Who are you? Are you the soul of the sword famine? Can you understand what I am saying? Where has the sword famine gone?"

When the old man heard the name Sword Waste, he froze for a moment, and then continued to attack, but Zijun thought that the old man knew Sword Wilderness or that he was simply Sword Waste, and continued: "Sword Waste! Are you dead? Isn't it that you won't die? Are they all lying to me!"

Zijun saw that the old man's attack was getting more and more fierce, so he released his momentum and shook him out!

His body was as light as a feather, and he was carried behind by the ancient sword that flew out, like a goose feather dragging behind a big sword!

flew hundreds of meters before he stopped, and after some rectification, the old man flew again, slashing Zijun with a sword!

The strength of this sword soul is at most in the Jindan realm, and it is still an ownerless sword, even if it is a sword soul that many people can't reach, it is still useless, the ownerless sword is the ownerless sword, and it is inevitable that the strength will be greatly reduced!

The young man was helpless, so he had to release a stronger momentum to shake the ancient sword, and then hid on the ground, as if he could follow people, and the old man appeared in front of Zijun in an instant!

In this forest, the old man slashed down with a sword, directly cutting out a deep pit, seeing this, Zijun flew to the sky again, and said to the sky-eating ant in his arms: "Is there any way to get rid of him?"

It replied without even thinking about it: "One, defeat him with sword qi and sword intent, etc., two, find a master for him, and third, when his strength is exhausted, he will go back to sleep!"

Listening to this, it seems that the second one is the easiest to achieve, as for the first and third, the first Infinite Sword Emperor didn't say anything specific, just said that there is, and the rest has to be comprehended by himself, and the third one who knows when he will run out? If it takes a day or two, it will have to delay a lot of trips!

Looking around the square circle, it was also Xiangzi and them, so he took the old man there, Zijun hid, pointed at them and said to the glowing old man: "Do you think which of them is suitable to be your master?"

The old man turned his head and saw that the attack was even more violent, Zijun hurriedly flew away, and at this moment, the old man slowly fell to the ground, and as soon as his body fell, he entered the ancient sword!

Looking at this posture, it should be that the strength is exhausted!

"Whew-"

At this moment, the air flow around the ancient sword accelerated, the wind swept the ground, blowing away the surrounding fallen leaves, the wind hit, Zijun was blown so that he couldn't open his eyes, when he raised his hand to block it, through the gap between his two fingers, he felt the momentum of the sword, surging, who would have thought that the ownerless sword could actually let off its own momentum!

"Lord! this is the sword intent, remember this feeling, but the regular one is not like this, this sword has been decayed for thousands of years, and it is understandable that the sword intent is left, but for three months, such a residual sword intent can also scare off a person, if someone else carries this sword and says that it is his ancestor's, I am afraid that real people and true immortals will also kneel down and kowtow two heads when they see it!"

"So powerful!" The young man's heart was shocked, thinking about what kind of person the owner of this sword is, even if it is a bladeless sword, it can be cultivated with a sword soul, then this sword master must be a powerful existence!

Could it be Yang Jianhuang?

But he looked so young, no more than two or three years older than himself, just thinking that he was abandoned by others by chance, and immediately lamented that he was so carried away by the battle that he didn't even know if he killed him!

Seeing Zijun's eyebrows furrowed, the sky-eating ant said indifferently: "What is this, it's not enough to worry about!"

Zijun immediately bounced it away, bragging that you were a must, and I didn't see you come out to defeat anyone at the critical moment, but the previous agreement not to kill the weak was invalid in an instant, and the agreement at night flew here for half an hour in the morning!

The sword intent is still raging, but it is getting weaker and weaker, as if the oil has run out.

Despite this, Zijun can still think of its former scenery!

Charming came with Xiangzi, looking at the ancient sword on the grass, at this time it shrank for a while, and soon there were only three feet of bronze, and the young man grabbed it and threw the Junzi sword back to Zifeng.

Charming couldn't help but say sincerely: "Even if you have a sword soul, you can release your sword intent, but the bladeless owner is still scrap iron, and you won't even touch Zifeng!"

Zijun didn't look back, looked at the sword and said, "Strange, I feel that this sword smells of blood, it's very fresh, it shouldn't be long!"

She smiled and said, "That's nature, there's a silly boy here who comes to feed it every week, but he doesn't think that he can't use it for himself!"

The young man turned around and said, "Since this is the case, then let's go to him and help the sword recognize the master!"

Then he smiled again: "Of course, before that, go to wash the child first!"

"Zijun, I'm back, the clone just now is not enough, and I got a real human realm again, it should be almost enough!"

In the distance, Yang Jianhuang, a young man in a red robe, stepped into the air, with a smile on his face, obviously he was a little sorry for his sudden departure for so long!

Zijun immediately couldn't come back to his senses!

Doppelganger?

Real life?

Charming and shallow, it seems that she has already seen everything.

The disciples and masters of the Chongyun Sect all witnessed the battle of the two swords just now!

It's just two demons!

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End of chapter.