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It looks like a horse, but its bark is not at all like that of a horse, not even like the cry of any animal.

It was a strange sound similar to the clash of gold and iron, sharp and piercing, listening to this sound, the first thing that appeared in Song Qiu's mind was the scene of a sword piercing the sky.

Yes, that's how the voice makes him feel.

The edge is too sharp.

For a master who is good at combat, anything can be used as a weapon, he is not a master, but he is very good at fighting, and from the murderous aura it exudes, Song Qiu can feel this.

Although the camel was screaming, after the initial period of pain, a deep and gloomy look like a human appeared in its narrow eyes, and the hissing in its mouth suddenly turned into the most powerful weapon, flying towards the four wildernesses and eight wildernesses, towards Song Qiu and Jian Hongyu.

Song Qiu felt that its cry was very much like a sharp sword piercing through a long sword, in fact, sometimes it could really turn into a sharp sword and easily pierce a person's chest and abdomen.

Like at this moment.

That cry turned into countless small swords, stabbing at Song Qiu horizontally, vertically, and diagonally.

Song Qiu's clothes were cut by the small sword, his hair was cut off by the small sword, and his skin was cut by the small sword.

Song Qiu retreated, but his sword did not retreat.

The sword intent was simple, and he rushed towards the place where the sword was standing, and the momentum was unstoppable, as if it was not a mountain standing there.

Because this sword itself is the sword that opened the mountain - Duan Jiulang's nineteen swords!

Jian Hongyu, who was about to make a move, saw this sword, her expression was slightly different, and her two graceful long eyebrows rose slightly, she always felt that this sword technique was familiar, but where had she seen it?

Before she could remember, the sword was stuck in the door of the head.

He never thought that there would be such a sword, which would make it want to dodge but couldn't.

Yes, it's not that it doesn't want to dodge, but this sword has locked on it, and it can't move, it can't dodge.

If Duan Jiulang was here, he would definitely smile contemptuously.

Of course, I can't move, I can't dodge, because this sword is the mountain and rock that can't move and can't dodge, if you can dodge, then what mountain and what stone can I break?

The screaming suddenly stopped, and the beast died of anger.

Jian Hongyu walked to the side of the beast, looked down at the red rope on its feet, and said, "It was kept in captivity. ”

This fact really confirmed Song Qiu's previous speculation that all of this was a conspiracy of others.

"It seems that Nei Penglai will not appear, right?" Song Qiu asked.

Jian Hongyu's face was still as usual, and she was not frightened by this change, she said calmly: "It should be, I guess, even if we want to withdraw from Wai Penglai from the enchantment mouth now, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it." ”

"Even if you can't do it, you still have to check it out. Jian Hongyu's answer did not go beyond Song Qiu's expectations, if those who were hiding behind had already made a move, how could they let them leave safely?

"Let's go and see what the situation is at the barrier first, and then look for other 'Five Uniques' heirs, there are many people and there is great power, and now in the case of the enemy and the enemy, we must concentrate all the forces that can be united. Jian Hongyu concluded.

The two of them turned and were about to walk towards the way they came, when a figure suddenly came running from a distance.

Looking at the long-haired man with an embarrassed figure and a disheveled robe, Song Qiu thought to himself whether this was fate?

He and Lu Yuanlong, who claimed to be the "descendant of the Wudang Mountain True Martial Sect", had met three times in a row in a short period of time.

Looking at Lu Yuanlong holding a long sword and his uneven breath, he should have been attacked like the two of them, and looking like this, he would definitely not be just a beast.

Song Qiu was thinking nonsense, Jian Hongyu stood up and arched her hand and said loudly: "Senior Brother Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time, Senior Sister is so polite." ”

Lu Yuanlong had already seen them, and a few jumps and tosses came to Song Qiu and Jian Hongyu.

He first glanced at Song Qiu, and then bowed back and said, "Senior Sister Jian, after saying goodbye to Dragon and Tiger Mountain back then, I really haven't seen it for a long time. ”

Jian Hongyu pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "That's not because your True Martial Sect has always liked to close the door and retreat, and you have been reluctant to contact me and other sects in recent years, so of course you can't see it. ”

Lu Yuanlong smiled faintly and said: "Cultivating immortals, it's not for relatives and friends, closing the meditation and cultivation is the path of enlightenment." ”

"It's no wonder that the true martial arts are in the same vein, and the geniuses of the past dynasties are frequent, and they are really indifferent to fame and fortune, and they only seek the Taoist heart. Jian Hongyu said in admiration.

"Okay, without further ado, I have to tell you......"

Lu Yuanlong turned his gaze to Song Qiu, looking at the True Martial Heaven Shocking Sword in Song Qiu's hand, he was shocked, his originally gentle eyes suddenly became sharp, and the words he was about to say changed instantly, and he asked with a serious expression: "Where did you get this sword from?"

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The rain fell on the dense foliage like a punch crackling against the wall.

Jiang Fenghan also stood up, did not look at the old man Sandou, but slanted his face slightly, looked at the rain that fell to the ground from between the branches and leaves, turning into streams, and said indifferently: "Immortal, why do you think so?"

Old Man Sandou seemed to have expected Jiang Fenghan's performance, and confidently raised three fingers and said, "Three things." ”

"Oh?" this time it was Jiang Fenghan's turn to ask.

"Song Qiu's appearance was too fast. The voice of the old man Sandou was already very old, but there was a sense of spirit in his voice, as if the goal he had been looking for all his life was finally about to be realized: "To be precise, he has gone from becoming an immortal cultivator to cultivating in the foundation building realm today, this period of time is too fast. ”

"Just two or three months ago, he was just a mere mortal, and he was even easily expelled from school. "Old Man Sandou is very familiar with Song Qiu's experience, because he has seen it countless times, and he even dares to say that he is more familiar with what Song Qiu has done in each time period, "But less than half a month later, when Song Qiu appeared in front of the world again, he had already become an immortal cultivator." ”

After that, Song Qiu's cultivation was like eating gunpowder, jumping straight up, and by the time he was in the Qiulin Pavilion, he had already become a monk who built the foundation realm. "Old man Sandou used an interesting and vivid metaphor.

"If it weren't for the help of the gods, how could he progress so fast?"

The words of the old man Sandou were mixed with the sound of the rain, as if he was drowned by the rain.

There are many insignificant conversations in history that will be drowned out by time, but Jiang Fenghan knows that the words of the old man Sandou will never be drowned by the rain.