Chu Tianqing's face couldn't help but be a little pale, he had used the Xuan Thunder Array once, and it was not a small amount for Chu Tianqing's aura consumption, but it was not a wise move to use one or the other's strengths and weaknesses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He wants to end this battle quickly, and he wants to kill Mo Qiu in the shortest possible time!

"Xuan Thunder Array!"

Chu Tianqing let out a deep sigh, and the Xuan Thunder Array formed by the Thunder Spirit Rune burst out with a burst of brilliant brilliance, and the thunderclouds floating above the Xuan Thunder Array converged steeply towards one place, and then continued to compress.

Chu Tianqing raised his sword and stood up, and the two thunder spirit runes immediately shone brightly, and a blue thunder light shot out in an instant, and the thunder light suddenly seemed to have a divine sense, and rushed into the sword, and the thunder spirit rune also turned into a handful of powder on the spot.

Chu Tianqing's sword was full of thunder, the arc flickered, and the entire iron sword trembled, humming, as if it was about to be crushed by that majestic force, he took a deep breath, his mind flowed, and an invisible sword intent came out of thin air, gathering on the ordinary iron sword.

"What a majestic breath!"

Mo Qiu held his breath, without the slightest trace of his previous calmness, his expression was solemn in an instant, and he couldn't help but take a step back, holding the pear blossom silver spear in his hand, and the golden light on his clothes was bursting, putting on a posture like a great enemy.

Chu Tianqing turned a blind eye to this, and the tremor of the sword was calmed down, and in its place, a three-foot-long blade with an arc flickering, the blade was coated with a layer of cyan blue light, and the edge appeared sharper and sharper.

He clenched the hilt of the sword hard, at this moment, such an ordinary long sword had already turned into a three-time Xuan Thunder Long Blade, and in a short period of time, even compared to the Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure, it was not much better.

With the condensation of that majestic sword intent, Mo Qiu felt a hint of danger, frowned, knowing that this white-clothed man whose cultivation was even worse than his own was transcendent, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he immediately pinched the trick in his hand, and his mind dragged the majestic aura in his body to surge out, part of it rushed into the pear blossom silver spear in his hand, and more of it was integrated into the armor condensed by the golden yuan spirit.

Although the two sides have not yet made a move, the competition is still in the white-hot stage, and if the two sides are a little careless, the other party finds their own flaws, and they may fall into defeat and never recover.

Chu Tianqing's face was calm, that kind of blood and flesh, life and death, he had already experienced it many times when he was in the Kyushu Conference, and it was not strange.

Moreover, on the edge of life and death, if the mind is shaken, it is very easy to expose flaws and be at a disadvantage.

Chu Tianqing glanced at the flashing thunder light on the sword, this sword is mortal iron after all, it can't withstand the aura of the thunder spirit talisman for too long, and it must be decided quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Thinking like this, in Mo Qiu's surprised gaze, Chu Tianqing slowly closed his eyes unhurriedly, still holding a long blade, but his body did not move a step.

Mo Qiu secretly said strange in his heart, thinking that he could exude such a majestic aura, this kid must be hiding everything in his sleeves, and he has a killing move as a hole card, he thought that Chu Tianqing would take advantage of the situation to make a sword, but he didn't expect him to close his eyes so inappropriately.

Could it be that this kid is bluffing and making something out of nothing?

Mo Qiu took a suspicious step, but the next moment the expression on his face became more solemn———— in his perception, a breath was constantly accumulating, it was the aura that Chu Tianqing had emitted before, which made Mo Qiu feel terrified!

"This breath, it's so weird...... Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the hand of the pear blossom silver spear, and kept breaking out in a cold sweat, after a while, he suddenly woke up, and couldn't help but secretly say something bad in his heart.

He's accumulating sword momentum!

Like a feather arrow on a string, gathering momentum and then attacking, this sword momentum is far higher than before, it is far higher than before, Mo Qiu is afraid, but it is too late, this battle is inevitable.

"My sword is called Xuanlei!"

Chu Tianqing raised his sword and held it high above his head, the accumulated sword momentum continued to rise, and the black cloud that was constantly compressing turned into a thunderbolt and rushed into the sword, this move was like adding oil and vinegar, and the sword momentum instantly reached its peak, to the extreme!

The thunder on the sword flashed, and in every inch, the thunder roared.

This sword is like an inch thunder, no, the sword momentum of this sword is far more than an inch of thunder, this is Chu Tianqing's use of the Xuan Thunder Array to drop two thunders, fuse the majestic sword intent, and integrate the "Xuan Thunder"!

Swish!

The sword slashed from top to bottom, and the speed of the sword was not fast, but only Mo Qiu, who was locked by this sword, knew how powerful this sword was, and even terrifying to the point that it was particularly difficult for him to move.

Chu Tianqing suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword momentum that had climbed to the peak of the sword slashed down, and the sword speed continued to increase, and the iron sword glowed with blue light and arcs, constantly expanding in Mo Qiu's pupils.

Mo Qiu frowned, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand violently, and the golden light attached to his shirt began to condense, and at the same time, the majestic aura also surged out from Mo Qiu's dantian, gathering on the golden light armor like a tide, and finally the golden light condensed into a line, the light was bright, as if it could not be shaken.

Sonor!

In an instant, the sword and a line of golden light collided fiercely, the cyan sword qi flew shuttle, the jumping arc flickered, the thunder roared loudly, and the golden light bloomed at the same time, as if it was an indestructible armor, blocking in front of Mo Qiu.

"Hahaha, the grasshopper shakes the tree, and if you don't measure yourself, you will die!"

A ray of golden light is difficult to shake, and the sword can not go any further, Mo Qiu's face showed a crazy smile, saying that his eyes showed a fierce light, and he held the silver spear in one hand, bringing up a cold light, and piercing Chu Tianqing's chest and abdomen.

"Then you can see who is the mayfly?"

Chu Tianqing's eyes were condensed, and a fierce color was revealed, and he shouted in a deep voice, and then a majestic aura surged, pouring into the sword.

There was no trace of the infusion of spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy pouring into the sword was like a rushing tide, and the sword suddenly burst into blue light, and the golden light of Mo Qiu's protective body was like paper paste at this time, vulnerable to a blow, and at first showed a trace of cracking, and then it cracked inch by inch, turning into scattered fragments.

Before Mo Qiu could hold back his laughter, his complexion suddenly changed drastically, he knew that something was wrong, he lacked the skills to return to heaven, and his heart was frightened and panicked.

Swish!

A sword slashed down without hindrance, Mo Qiu gritted his teeth and paced out, sideways to dodge, but he was still torn by the powerful sword momentum and one arm was in great pain.

"Hmph, you still want to hide?"

Chu Tianqing's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he immediately slammed his backhand, and the sword brought up a blue light, swept out, and swept over Mo Qiu's body.

I only heard the sound of a cutting wind whistling, and then the blood spilled, Mo Qiu's expression was sluggish, and he subconsciously looked down, and in his frightened gaze, his body had been cut off by a sword.

Chu Tianqing breathed a sigh of relief, Mo Qiu had been slashed by him.

In this battle, he won!

In the terrifying temperature of the flames, the monk was burned into a canopy of powder before he could wail, even a treacherous villain like Li Huairen couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this.

"What a ruthless ......"

Chu Tianqing narrowed his eyes slightly, Wang Yi is really not a good person, he killed a fellow disciple so casually, this alone is enough to show that this Wang Yi's strength is not trivial, he can kill the innate cultivator at will, and it is not as simple as just entering the Xuanyang Realm.

"Since you know that it is powerful, then hand over the dragon kui soft armor. Wang Yi smiled gloomily and said.

Chu Tianqing's expression was a little solemn, but there was no fear in his eyes, but he smiled: "If I hand over the Long Kui soft armor to you, can you leave me a way to live?"

Wang Yi sneered and shook his head: "If you hand over the Long Kui soft armor, I can give you a good time, otherwise I will take you back to the Drifting Cloud Valley, and you will be tortured in eight ways, and then you will be better off than dead." ”

"I'm also a disciple of Shu Yun at all, and I was imprisoned back to Piaoyun Valley, is Piaoyun Valley planning to be an enemy of Shuyun?"

Chu Tianqing snorted coldly, Shuyun and Piaoyun Valley are both one of the three giants of Dongxuan, even though Piaoyun Valley is the most powerful, it should not offend Shuyun, "When the time comes, Shuyun Immortal Master will come to the door to ask for guilt, do you really think Piaoyun Valley can protect you?"

"Haha, Xingshi asks for guilt, I don't think there is this opportunity, and in a few days, those immortal masters in Shuyun may not be able to protect themselves. Wang Yi smiled playfully, with a smug look on his face.

"What do you mean by that?"

When Chu Tianqing heard this, he was immediately shocked, if he wanted to make it difficult for Shuyun and the other immortal masters to protect themselves, could it be the plan of Piaoyun Valley...... Impossible, even though Shu Yun has not come out of the Heavenly Pill for three hundred years, the three thousand years of sect heritage is still there, and there are more than ten monks in the sect, even if Piaoyun Valley wants to swallow Shu Yun, I am afraid that it will break a mouthful of teeth!

"You don't need to know what it means, you won't have a chance to see it anyway!" Wang Yi sneered, and then stepped towards the soles of his feet, and between his minds, a majestic aura permeated his body, making him hunt in a black robe.

"Looks like there's nothing to talk about. Chu Tianqing shrugged, "It's a death horizontally and vertically, it's better to fight to the death, and when the time comes, it's impossible to say who will live and who will die." ”

"Just because you're just innate?" Wang Yi sneered disdainfully.

Xuanyang and Congenital, it seems that there is a line of separation, but in fact there is a world of difference, as long as it is a monk, they all know that there is an insurmountable gap between them, Chu Tianqing's words fell in Wang Yi's ears, it is really a bit ridiculous and generous.

Chu Tianqing didn't reply, but slapped his palm, and all the pills he had obtained from Han Yu's hand before appeared, more than a dozen, in addition to the five-grade Spring and Autumn Pill with a faint golden light, there were also a large number of seventh-grade and even sixth-grade pills, all of which were not of low grade.

"Could it be that you are planning to exchange these pills for your life?" Wang Yi couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, when you die, I will laugh it all!"

Chu Tianqing didn't care, his mind moved, and a purple flame immediately rose from his palm, and the dozen or so pills seemed to melt under the scorching of that strange purple flame, and the fragrance of the medicine overflowed.

"Have you heard that Shuyun has a secret method of melting elixir, which can strengthen the cultivation of monks, although the level of six or seven elixirs is not high, but if these dozen or so pills are refined together, how much aura is contained in them, you shouldn't know it. Chu Tianqing smiled coldly.

When Wang Yi heard this, he was immediately shocked

"Li Huairen, what do you want to do!"

The monk was startled, and his heart was slightly cold, although Li Huairen was usually stubborn, arrogant, and unsuccessful, but he was a wall grass who had never had a bottom line, and at the moment, for a verbal promise from the Shuyun monk, he might do something crazy.

In this world, those who are traitorous and evil are not terrible, no matter how low the bottom line is, it is the bottom line, but the bottom line like Li Huairen is the most terrifying, no one will be stabbed by this kind of person in secret, and then there will be no return!

"Li Huairen, are you going to listen to a verbal promise from that Shuyun boy?" the monk calmed down, his eyes were slightly cold, "The rules of the Piaoyun Valley Gate are set, and they are good at killing the same sect, even if it is the immortal master's personal inheritance, they must abolish the cultivation, and break the bones......"

When he talked about the rules of the Drifting Cloud Valley, a trace of hesitation also appeared on Li Huairen's face, and Chu Tianqing said with a playful face: "It's just that today I killed the same door, God knows that you know and I know, killing a small door, there is no proof of death, who can find out clearly?"

Hearing this, Li Huairen's face was a little uncertain, obviously he wanted to fight with this Shuyun disciple who had the ability to kill the late stage of the Innate Realm, and there was almost no chance of winning, and the early stage of the Innate Realm monk next to him was obviously much easier.

It's better to follow the meaning of the Shuyun disciple, anyway, this person is also a member of the Moqiu faction among the disciples of the same class, and he has never been at odds with himself, since Moqiu has lost his life in the hands of that Shuyun disciple, it doesn't matter if he kills this person, there is a little more chance of survival, and when he returns to Piaoyun Valley, he will shift a series of responsibilities to Shuyun's disciples, and then even if Shuyun Xianmen is one of the three major forces in Dongxuan, I am afraid that in the face of the pressure of Piaoyun Valley, he will have to hand over this disciple and let Piaoyun Valley dispose of it.

Li Huairen's thoughts flew in his heart, and when he thought about it like this, he also carried his sword and smiled gloomily at the monk beside him with the mentality of "it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years".

The disciple gritted his teeth, and roughly guessed what Li Huairen was thinking, knowing that with his cultivation that had just entered the innate realm, it would be difficult to fight with Li Huairen, a mid-innate monk, but it was impossible for him to give his life in the hands of that sinister villain like this!

"Okay, you treacherous and sinister Li Huairen, even if I die today, I won't let you feel better!"

The monk of the Moqiu faction snorted coldly, and then stepped on the soles of his feet, his body rose violently, and he swept straight back, without directly attacking, after all, the gap in cultivation was there, even if he took the lead, he would only be the one who would be defeated at that time.

Li Huairen's gloomy expression, the Zikui soft sword in his hand flickered, and an aura lingered upward, and the agility was extraordinary, even Chu Tianqing couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw it, this half-step heavenly level spirit treasure was really not weak, it was more than two or three points stronger than the mortal iron that he used first.

With the infusion of aura, the purple sword emitted a faint purple glow, Li Huairen stepped on the fight, his steps were fast, and in a moment he caught up with the monk who wanted to escape, and a sword swept, and the sword shone with purple light, turning into a sword qi pouring out.

Seeing this, the monk's face was shocked, and his pace suddenly stopped, and he was killed with a punch, and the fist wind was mixed with a particularly powerful aura pouring out, but when it came into contact with the light purple sword qi, it turned into nothing in an instant, and the sword qi swept through it fiercely with the momentum of cutting the wind.

"Whoosh!"

The sword qi swept by, and then only a burst of bang was heard, and some of the trees with thinner trunks around them could not escape, all of them were cut off by a sword, and those thick towering ancient trees were also cut out of a deep ravine.

Chu Tianqing squinted his eyes slightly, he didn't expect this Li Huairen to be stubborn, he thought it was a passive slacking, and his cultivation was also three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, but he didn't expect to be able to swing such a powerful sword.

Although the power of this sword is mostly due to the spirit treasure of the Zikui soft sword, which is not weak, Li Huairen's strength is still not to be underestimated, and fortunately, he just borrowed the Xuan Lei Array to kill Mo Qiu, the number one enemy, otherwise it would be difficult to make Li Huairen jealous.

Chu Tianqing, who only had three or four tenths of his aura left, was not sure that he would be able to win with the joint efforts of Li Huairen and that monk, so he underestimated Li Huairen, and if he really fought, he might suffer a lot of losses on Li Huairen's sword.

However, it is also thanks to Li Huairen's suspicious nature, after this round of fighting, that monk is afraid that it will be difficult to defeat Li Huairen's Zikui soft sword, and it is best to die under the sword, if not, it doesn't hurt to let him escape, as long as he can consume part of Li Huairen's combat power, even if Li Huairen holds a spiritual treasure like Zikui soft sword, he can't make much waves.

And Chu Tianqing is not a good person, Zikui soft sword is in the hands of such a villain who likes to stab in the back, isn't it a tyrannical thing?

If you can take it when the time comes, it will not hurt......

After thinking for a moment, Chu Tianqing looked intently, but felt that something was wrong, and when the dust settled, he looked carefully, where Li Huairen swung with the Zikui soft sword, there was only a branch of a tree that had been cut off.

"Where did that monk go?" Chu Tianqing frowned, feeling a little bad in his heart, he immediately became vigilant, looked around, and only then did he see an embarrassed figure in the distance to the east of him.

It was the monk who fought against Li Huairen before!

It's just that this monk doesn't seem to be hurt much because of the sword qi that Li Huairen swielded, which is very strange, if it is said that he avoided it, it is better to say that the sword qi was blocked exactly———— because on the side of the monk, a black figure quietly appeared, black clothes against the dark night, very inconspicuous, if it were not for the moonlight, I am afraid it would be extremely difficult to find.

Seeing this person, Chu Tianqing took a deep breath, and his face changed greatly, "Wang Yi!"

He exclaimed in surprise, he didn't expect Wang Yi, who was still wandering near Thundercloud Mountain before, to appear in this wilderness so impartially.

Looking closely, Wang Yi, who was dressed in black, picked up the monk who was about the same size as himself as if he was carrying a little chicken, and then, I saw Wang Yi's body move, jumping on the branches, and a few rabbits fell to Li Huairen's side.

"Li Huairen, I asked you to come to Moqiu to do something, and you will give me such a moth?"

Wang Yi said in a deep voice, his tone was a little cold, and Li Huairen was shocked in his heart, and his palms on his back were covered in cold sweat.

"I also begged Senior Brother Wang Yi to learn clearly, Senior Brother Moqiu had been killed by Shu Yun's disciple, and I, I was also forced to be helpless, and only after listening to Shu Yun's little sophistry did I pay attention to killing my fellow disciples......" Li Huairen's voice trembled a little.

The monk who was being carried by Wang Yi seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and immediately said loudly: "Senior Brother Wang Yi, Li Huairen, this sinister villain, is good at killing his fellow disciples, and I also ask Senior Brother Wang Yi to learn and deal with it impartially!"

Wang Yi was noncommittal, "That's it, since Moqiu's incompetent person died in the hands of others, I have to do it myself." ”

As he spoke, Wang Yi threw the monk at will, and slammed it on the ground, and then saw his palm, a flame rose up, and the temperature around him also rose sharply.

In an instant, the monk had already died!

Shu Dao moat, Leiyun Mountain is located near Shu Dao, the terrain is also particularly precipitous, so after leaving Qingshan Town, barren mountains and forests, fierce birds and beasts are vertical and horizontal.

At this time, at night, near Qingshan Town, on the originally deserted and lonely path, there were a few figures squirming through the bushes, looking carefully through the moonlight, all of them were counted, there were as many as five people, all dressed in the same costume.

The leader was a man in his twenties, with a handsome face, dressed in a blue brocade robe, not worthy of a sword or a hanging knife, but carrying a pear blossom silver spear in his hand.

"What is Wang Yi's idea, he wants me to come to this ghost place where birds don't. The man with the silver spear scolded and looked around, obviously extremely dissatisfied with the surroundings.

"Senior Brother Mo don't be angry, Senior Brother Wang Yi has something important to call Senior Brother Mo here. "From the many disciples of Drifting Cloud Valley, a richly dressed young man came out, and it was Li Huairen, who had a dispute with Chu Tianqing before.

It's just that unlike ordinary disciples, Mo Qiu doesn't have much affection for this person, so he just snorted coldly: "Wang Yi has something to do, what does it have to do with me, we didn't come to the barren land of Thunderstorm Mountain here." ”

Li Huairen smiled with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Mo, don't forget the instructions of the master, you must listen to the instructions of Senior Brother Wang Yi, besides, the three great worshippers of our Floating Cloud Valley Master Lin will also arrive here in three days, if Senior Brother Mo repeatedly disobeys Senior Brother Wang Yi and is known by Senior Brother Lin, I am afraid that there will be a punishment." ”

"Hmph, don't use Uncle Lin to press me. Mo Qiu snorted coldly, but he was obviously a little in awe of the "Master Lin" that Li Huairen said, so he didn't say anything more.

"As a law enforcement elder, Master Lin distinguishes between right and wrong, the sect has important things to do in Shu Dao this time, and he is not here to visit the Thunder Cloud Sect, Wang Yi wasted time in the Thunder Cloud Sect too first, could it be that Senior Brother Mo will be wrong if he doesn't listen to that kid's orders?" A Drifting Cloud Valley disciple stood up, very dissatisfied with Li Huairen's tone, and reprimanded sharply.

Unexpectedly, Li Huairen didn't laugh angrily, thought about it for a while, and thought about it, "It's really not in the plan to come to the Thundercloud Sect, but if you can take this opportunity to get a heaven-level spirit treasure, I don't know if Senior Brother Mo is still interested?"

"Heaven-level spirit treasure?" Mo Qiu frowned when he heard this, turned his head to stare at Li Huairen, and then couldn't help but sneer: "If there really is a heaven-level spirit treasure, Wang Yi's guy would have swallowed it privately, and he would be so kind to inform me?"

Li Huairen shook his head, his eyes were sly like a fox, "It's just that this heaven-level spirit treasure is more special, it is a treasure armor that contains, it is said to be made of Nanxuan's extremely rare ice silkworm spinning silk, and then integrated into hardware and dark iron, and it is made of ordinary people, and the exercises practiced by Senior Brother Wang Yi are also comparable to this spiritual treasure, but the Qingyuan Gong practiced by Senior Brother Mo is an extremely catastrophic and cold exercise......

Speaking of this, Mo Qiu took a deep breath, if what Li Huairen said was not half a lie, that treasure armor was made of ice silkworm spinning silk, and it was a spiritual treasure of extreme yin and extreme cold, then this treasure armor was indeed enough to make Mo Qiu's heart move.

"I wonder if Senior Brother Moqiu is interested in that Heavenly Rank Treasure Armor?" Li Huairen smiled.

Mo Qiu took a deep breath, calmed the fluctuations in his heart, and asked, "Where is the Heavenly Rank Treasure Armor you said now?"

"That treasure armor was originally a spiritual treasure at the bottom of the box at the Thundercloud Sect auction, and Senior Brother Wang Yi participated in this Thundercloud Sect auction meeting for the sake of this heaven-level treasure armor. Li Huairen replied.

Mo Qiu sneered: "Since that's the case, Wang Yi can take a picture, why do you still come to me, could it be that he Wang Yi was kicked in the head by a donkey when he left the sect, and he plans to inform me?"

"Senior Brother Mo, listen to me," Li Huairen smiled, and then said:

"Originally, Senior Brother Wang Yi was going to take pictures of that soft armor, but this Heavenly Rank soft armor is relatively special, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to control the cold in it, even if they want to control it, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do without the strength of the peak of the Xuanyang Realm, so Senior Brother Wang Yi originally wanted to use 50,000 low-grade spirit stones to easily obtain this thing, but unexpectedly, a monk from the Qijian Mansion ruined his plan and lost his arm with that soft armor. ”

"I want to use only 50,000 lower-grade spirit stones to get the spirit treasure, but he Wang Yi can come up with it, since this heaven-level spirit treasure is made of Nanxuan Ice Silk, this price also requires 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and the ice silkworm contains, and it only spits silk once in a hundred years, this kind of spirit treasure should be priceless and unmarketable——"

Mo Qiu sneered and asked again, "That monk of the Chess and Sword Mansion, how many lower grade spirit stones did he use to photograph that soft armor?"

Li Huairen replied: "No more, no less, as Senior Brother Mo said, it is 100,000 lower grade spirit stones."

Mo Qiu nodded, but his face was a little embarrassed because of this, "It's just that this time Piaoyun Valley came to Shu Dao to have important things to do, and it is not appropriate to provoke first-class sects such as the Chess and Sword Mansion, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, if this soft armor falls into the hands of the monks of the Chess and Sword Mansion, it is not a good deed to want to rob it." ”

"Naturally, I didn't want to provoke the monks of the Chess and Sword Mansion. Li Huairen smiled: "This matter can be regarded as crooked, for some reason, this soft armor was photographed by the monk of the Chess and Sword Mansion and transferred to another monk of the Shuyun Immortal Sect, so the heaven-level soft armor is in the hands of a monk named Chu Qing at this time." ”

"Shu Yun's disciple...... Mo Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the look in his eyes became cold.

At that time, Mo Qiu, as the best of the disciples in the same period, was sent to Jinzhou to participate in the Kyushu Conference, and dealt with the monks of the four regions of Kyushu, but he lost in the hands of a Shuyun disciple back then, so Mo Qiu did not have a good impression of the disciples of Shuyun Xianmen.

"Let's go, go to the Thundercloud Sect. Mo Qiu carried the pear blossom silver spear, a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and beckoned to several subordinate juniors behind him.

Seeing this, Li Huairen was overjoyed, although Mo Qiu's cultivation was not as good as Wang Yi in the Xuanyang Realm, but he also had the late stage of the innate realm, and it was not easy to deal with a Chu Qing in the middle of the innate realm?

However, Li Huairen was still a little unsure, so he asked, "What does Senior Brother Mo mean?"

"Naturally, I went to find that disciple named Chu Qing and killed people and robbed goods!" Mo Qiu sneered.

It's just that before he took half a step, there was a sound of rustling in the forest, and in less than a moment, there were a few black shadows flashing, Mo Qiu secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, just raised his gun, but unexpectedly, those black shadows were cunning, and immediately bypassed Mo Qiu and went straight to a few monks behind him.

Then he only heard a whooshing sound, and several black shadows immediately flew out and climbed onto the bodies of several people behind him, and before the disciples could react, they screamed and fell to the ground.

The black shadow came quickly, even Li Huairen, who was not weak in cultivation, was a little overwhelmed, and swung his sword to cut off the black shadow, but unexpectedly, there was a stabbing pain in his arm, and he was actually bitten by the black shadow.

However, Mo Qiu reacted quickly, and a shot was swung out, cutting off the black shadow that rushed at the waist, and when he looked at it, it was a black snake with the thickness of several arms, and the scale armor of the snake body was shining with a cold light, and it looked very hard.

This is no ordinary snake, but a monster!

At the same time, a figure walked in and appeared in Mo Qiu's eyes, dressed in a white robe of Confucianism, and carrying a crimson bell in his hand......

"You don't have to bother a few Daoists from Drifting Cloud Valley to go to the Thundercloud Sect, the soft armor is in Chu's hands, if you have the ability, just take it!"

After listening to Zhao Yi's words, Chu Tianqing smiled noncommittally.

The killing intent in Zhao Yi's eyes was fleeting, and he smiled lightly: "It's just that three hundred years have passed, I don't know if anyone in the four regions of Kyushu still remembers the Zhao madman who killed the world with a sword?"

Zhao Yi's words showed a bit of self-deprecation, three hundred years ago, he held a sword in his hand, and because of the obsession in his heart, he almost killed most of the Beixuanjiang Lake.

I don't know if three hundred years later, will anyone still remember the bloody storm that permeated Beixuan back then?

But will anyone still remember the Shuyun Sword Immortal in Tsing Yi with a sword?

Chu Tianqing said with a smile: "The rivers and lakes are like rivers and lakes, even if there are immortal figures who smash a mountain into the lake and splash a monstrous wave, but after three hundred years, there will be no ripples." ”

Mortals or immortals.

The martial artists on the rivers and lakes, the immortals in the immortal gate, most of them are more forgetful, the rivers and lakes have been in a hurry for a hundred years, for secular mortals, life is too short, even if they have lived more than ten or twenty Jiazi immortals, how can they think about a figure who should have been annihilated in history a long time ago?

Even if it is the green shirt who was famous in the world 600 years ago, what can he do, as long as he disappears in this river and lake for more than ten years, he will be forgotten by the world after all.

Three hundred years of rise and fall, the world is unpredictable, for the world, even if it is Zhao Yi's sword provoked by the bloody wind and rain can drench the entire Beixuanjiang Lake, but after all, ten years and a hundred years later, it will only be reduced to the words and jokes of later generations before tea and dinner.

Zhao Yi was stunned, then laughed, and said three "good" words in succession, which is called a heroic, "Since there is no trace of the waves splashed by that mountain three hundred years ago, the old man will move a bigger mountain and smash this river and lake upside down!"

Chu Tianqing couldn't help but smile and quipped: "Seniors are not afraid of repeating the mistakes of three hundred years ago and being imprisoned for more than a hundred years?"

Zhao Yi didn't care, and said: "Three hundred years ago, the old man was able to kill Beixuan with the seven-grade Tiandan realm, and the Tiandan monk under the sword, has there ever been a few? As long as the old man has a sword in his hand, the immortal characters in the world, even if it is a first-grade Tiandan, can be killed with a sword in half a step!"

"Dong Xuanshu said the sword immortal, and Zhao was invincible under the god!"

Chu Tianqing only felt a shock in his heart, and the ancient saying that had been passed down for three hundred years appeared in his mind.

Since the bloody storm of Beixuan three hundred years ago, Zhao Yi's name is also a well-known celebrity even if it is placed today, Zhao Yi killed all over Beixuan with a sword, and killed countless Chunyuan and Xudan monks, even if it was a Tiandan monk, he also cut a few with a sword.

You must know that Zhao Yi when the imperial sword traveled north, even though he was among the Tiandan monks, but after all, there were only seven-grade Tiandan, and among the Tiandan monks he killed, there were many monks above the five-grade Tiandan, and even the third-grade Tiandan Zhenren who was named Beixuan back then was also hit hard by his sword and abolished his hands and feet.

Zhao Yi's kendo attainments are unparalleled in the world, just ask the world's sword guests, who can compare with it?

In all of them, only Ye Tianya, who has unparalleled swordsmanship in Jiangdu Chess and Sword Mansion, and Li Qingbai, the sake sword immortal who likes to drink and drink tea and discuss swords, can be compared with him.

This is the saying that Zhao is invincible under the gods!

Wouldn't it be a pity if such a fairy figure was really so lost in the long river of history?

When the news of Zhao Yi going mad and falling in Beixuan came out, it caused countless monks in the world to sigh and regret it, so even if Zhao Yi set off the bloody storm that stained half of the world in Beixuan in Beixuan, he did not leave a name that had been stinking for thousands of years.

Chu Tianqing said with a smile: "If the seniors come out of the mountain again after three hundred years, I don't know what kind of expressions the Beixuan Tiandan monks will have?"

Zhao Yi was noncommittal, the two walked along the cave to the top of the cave, Zhao Yi looked at the entrance of the cave, stunned, and after a long time, he said indifferently: "Maybe the world in three hundred years will be more exciting." ”

Chu Tianqing was stunned, and only felt that in Zhao Yi's words, in addition to the emotion of the past three hundred years, it was more of an indescribable loneliness.

After passing through the narrow cave passage, in about a quarter of an hour, the two returned to the original stone cave, Zhao Yi looked at the entrance of the stone cave close at hand, his face was expressionless, just stepped on the ground, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Less than three feet away from the entrance of the cave, an invisible force suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, and it was the sealing enchantment that trapped Zhao Yi in the cave for three hundred years.

Zhao Yi stretched out his hand and stuck to the enchantment that was as thin as a cicada's wings, and when even a ripple was stirred up on the enchantment, a strong wind suddenly hit Zhao Yi, but unlike ten days ago, Zhao Yi's figure at this time did not move half a step, and the swept wind only lasted for a moment, and then all of them retreated.

I saw that Zhao Yi's palm was shining, and a majestic and incomparable aura surged out, pouring into the invisible sealing barrier, and above the barrier between them, there was a ripple, like boiling water in a pot, losing its original calm.

Immediately after, with the infusion of wisps of majestic aura, the ripples that appeared on the barrier stopped in an instant, and then the entire barrier was like a layer of window paper that was about to be broken, and a slight crack appeared, and then quickly fell apart and disappeared.

Looking up, the fog between the Longchi Canyon was filled, and he couldn't see anything else at a glance, but it made Chu Tianqing's heart feel relieved, and Chu Tianqing was also a little surprised.

The gap between Tiandan and Xudan is really like a cloud of soil, Zhao Yi, who was in the three grades of Xudan before, even if he hit with all his strength, it was difficult to shake this seal in the slightest, but now that Zhao Yi was in the realm of Tiandan, he just turned his hand and palmed it, and directly dissolved this seal.

"Since the enchantment here has been broken, the Seventy-Seven Forty-Nine Heavy Lock Immortal Array set up in the Longchi Mountain Range has also lost its eyes, and it will not be broken, so you can go. Zhao Yi stood at the entrance of the cave, standing with his hands in his hands, his rickety body slightly straightened, and his back was as straight as a sword.

In Zhao Yi's eyes, there was a complicated look unintentionally, some lonely, some dazed, and more than that, a resolute look.

When Chu Tianqing looked at the back of this old man again, he only felt that this rickety figure revealed a feeling that was difficult for him to describe, and that feeling seemed to be a sense of arrogance, a sword like arrogance.

After Chu Tianqing listened to Zhao Yi's words, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Then the senior doesn't plan to leave yet?"

Zhao Yi shook his head with a smile, "Naturally, I want to leave here, but before rushing to Beixuan, I plan to go to a place and take a look at the scenery that I haven't seen in three hundred years." ”

Chu Tianqing heard it in a fog, and he didn't know what Zhao Yi was talking about. Zhao Yi glanced up at the sky, smiled, he raised his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the Longchi Canyon, only to see that outside the stone cave, the fog in the Longchi Canyon was blown away by this gust of wind.

Far away above the sky, a blue light looms, if you look at it intently, you can see a three-foot green blade, cutting through the sky, appearing above the clouds, between Zhao Yi's waves, the long blade has a spirit, hovering in the air, and then swept towards the Longchi Mountain Range.

The long sword fell steadily in Zhao Yi's hand, Zhao Yi held the three-foot-long Qingfeng with one arm, as if he was reuniting with an old friend who had been separated for many years, with a complicated look in his eyes, he looked at Chu Tianqing with a smile and said, "Since the old man is gone, I will give you another big gift in the end." ”

Chu Tianqing raised his eyebrows, and immediately walked a few steps towards Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi held the sword, and tapped the tip of the sword on the mark on Chu Tianqing's eyebrows, and did not see any earth-shattering changes, but Chu Tianqing felt that the moment the tip of the sword touched the center of his eyebrows, he was shocked.

Zhao Yi said with a mysterious face: "The old man taught you this sword, and you can understand a few points, it all depends on your own creation." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Yi threw Changfeng into the air, and Edgeworth left, and a burst of laughter spread throughout the Longchi Mountain Range.

"A hundred years of a dream in a trance, the Spring and Autumn Jiazi is not idle, the rivers and lakes have been grudges and grievances for several years, and now a sword is over. ”

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Shuyun, Qingyu Mountain, Tongyun Peak.

Qingyu Mountain is one of the seven immortal mountains of Shuyun, occupying seven peaks, in addition to the main peak Qingyu Peak, which has the reputation of the Heavenly Palace, this Tongyun Peak, among the remaining six peaks, is the most eye-catching.

This peak is located in the south of Qingyu Mountain, the maple forest is like fire all over the mountain, the four seasons fall red, like a touch of Tongyun that shakes the sky, stands between the mountains, it is beautiful, a magnificent scene.

Six hundred years ago, there was a poet saint Li Qingbai, with wine and sword to climb Tongyun, it is said that when this romantic poet saint climbed to the top of the mountain, he saw the beauty playing the piano on the top of Tongyun Mountain, so he stopped and looked, listened to it, and his heart galloped, and he did not want to go down the mountain for seven days.

In the past seven days, I drank a thousand cups on the mountain, only listening to the fairy woman playing the piano with her hands, and wrote a song "Tongyun Fu" with drunkenness, which has been rumored to this day.

There are clouds in "Tongyun Fu":

A glass of wine for a thousand years, a long history, wine into the bowels, a smile to see the spring south branch;

Thousands of miles of cloud dreams, 100 feet of clouds, maple full of court, drunk and beautiful piano.

This Tongyun Fu has been rumored for hundreds of years, causing a lot of jokes and jokes in later generations.

In the poem, the spring south branch, refers to the thing, is the unique red bean on the Jiangnan Road, the red bean is born in the south, the spring comes to the branch and the autumn withered, since ancient times it has been known as the lovesick thing, and this acacia bean was put into the poem by the poet, chewed carefully, but there is a bit of gentleman's nostalgia.

Who would have expected that this poet saint who was the best poet six hundred years ago also had a time of nostalgia in his heart, and this song written by drunkenness changed the heroic poetry of the poet saint, but added a little soft affection.

Although Tongyun Peak is not as good as the Xianque Jade Pavilion of Qingyu Peak, the Water Pavilion Lan Pavilion, but its building can also be described as luxurious, unique, I don't know whether it is because of the will of the previous Qingyu Pavilion Pavilion, in addition to the mountain full of red maple in the four seasons, there is a courtyard of pink peach standing in the mountain for hundreds of years.

When the flowers bloom in spring, a courtyard of pink peaches is dotted with red maples, and occasionally there is a spring breeze blowing on the face, blowing away a courtyard of pink peaches, full of poetry, and teaching people to live up to Yaxing, it is no wonder that Li Qingbai, the world-famous poet saint six hundred years ago, can write a rather ambiguous "Tongyun Fu".

In the past few days, although the Shuyun Immortal Gate has made a lot of noise because of Chu Tianqing's affairs, Tongyun Peak is still as quiet as usual, avoiding the noisy discussions in the world, like a pure land, hidden among the thousands of miles of Shu clouds.

Dressed in white from the direction of the Longchi Mountain Range, he followed the forest path, avoided many disciples, and walked all the way towards Tongyun Peak, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he stopped slightly, looked up, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

"The red leaves all over the mountains are like clouds, and the peach powder in the garden falls into the red sky...... Tsk, Tongyunfeng really lives up to its name. Chu Tianqing secretly admired that compared to the Suoyun Peak where he lived, it could be regarded as a difference between clouds and soil.

There are three peaks in Shuyun Immortal Gate that are regarded as forbidden places, and disciples are not allowed to enter without permission, among which the Suoyun Peak where Chu Tianqing lives is considered one, and the Tongyun Peak full of red maples is also counted as one, and as for the last place, it is the Tiandao Peak where the Qingyun Hall is located.

The first two of the three secluded pure lands were given to their disciples by the seven pavilion masters, and the last one was the residence of the real person of Shuyun, Mo Tianxiang.

As the place where the head of Tiandao Peak is located, its architecture is magnificent, there is no doubt about it, but he didn't expect that this Tongyun Peak would also have such a beautiful scenery.

In recent years, it is rare to walk Shuyun, since I have not been to this well-known Shudao Tongyun Peak, originally for Li Qingbai's "Tongyun Peak" just felt a little exaggerated, now I see it with my own eyes, only to recognize the beauty of Tongyun.

is also one of the forty-nine peaks of Shuyun, Chu Tianqing thought that on the Suoyun Peak where he lived, in addition to the mountains and forests, there was only a simple courtyard, and then looked at this picturesque Tongyun Peak, he was really a little ashamed at this time.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Chu Tianqing didn't stop any longer, and immediately stepped on the bluestone steps between the mountains and walked towards the top of Tongyun Peak.