It is said that after Song Si received the treatment of Night Tilt, he adapted to the newly improved cultivation realm, so he directly came to Crane Snow City, and directly arrived at Flying Snow City in the Northern Cold Region through the Guò Teleportation Array.

Without stopping in Flying Snow City for a second, Song Si left directly with the sword and flew towards the Tianshan Mountain, the closer he got to the Tianshan Mountain, the more unsettled Song Si's heart became, and at the same time, he was glad that the deputy owner of the first floor, Kai Biluo, gave him a road map, the three-month period, and he only used sixteen days until now.

There is hope.

In the sky above the plain, which was more than two thousand miles away from the Tianshan Mountains, Song Si stopped, stood in the clouds, and looked at the people of the Tianshan Sect and the Ethereal Sword Sect below.

Looking at the battle between Mo Liang and Ouyang Han in Beicheng, Song Si felt a little strange, it was obviously Ouyang Han, a sword cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, who was playing tricks on a disciple of Tianshan in the middle stage of the transformation realm, why did He Chong, the elder of the Tianshan Sect, still stand still and didn't make a move?

Now it seems that the two of them are evenly matched, and even Ouyang Han is still at a disadvantage, but if Ouyang Han suddenly attacks Beicheng Mo Liang with complete cultivation, Beicheng Mo Liang will definitely be dead or alive.

Ouyang Hanping pointed into a sword, and fought and retreated, the sword qi was swaying, and he kept shouting, as if he was going to be injured by Mo Liang in Beicheng at any time.

Beicheng Mo Liang didn't know what to do, he pressed step by step, and the sword was forced to kill, and he was about to tear the scum in front of him to pieces.

"Snow hugs the blue pass!"

The sword qi was in the air, the snowflakes were all over the sky, and an extremely strong sword qi in the snow seemed to be carrying thousands of troops and horses, rushing forward.

When Ouyang Han saw this sword, he was amazed, he didn't expect that Wu Xiu's swordsmanship could be so exquisite, and ordinary cultivators would probably suffer a little loss if they had this move. But yes. This sword is too weak.

"Ethereal, Kenichi!"

The sword pointed at the clouds, Ouyang Han gathered the true yuan, and the sword stabbed out, the sword was seven feet, and the sharpness was incomparable, breaking through the ten thousand snow waves lightly, eliminating the sharp sword qi, and flying the long sword in Mo Liang's hand in Beicheng.

Beicheng Mo Liang only felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, his muscles and bones moved, and the long sword was drenched in blood. In a flash. The seven-foot sword sent a deep streak of blood on his right arm, straight to his throat.

Dangerous!

When Ouyang Han stabbed out that sword, He Chong no longer cared about the identity of the elder, and directly attacked to save Mo Liang in Beicheng. If you don't make a move. I'm afraid that this elite disciple who is optimistic about the sect will be damaged in front of him. How do you explain to the second elder when you go back?

However, the six disciples of the Ethereal Sword Sect no longer had a lazy attitude of watching the battle, and the long swords were unsheathed at the same time. Shifting shapes and transposing, forming a Liuhe Sword Formation, trapping He Chong, the fourth elder of the Tianshan Sect.

Hey, I heard that Mo Liang in the northern city was valued by the Tianshan faction, and he was led into the Tianshan faction by Ling Shuang, who was valued by the senior brother. The informant reported that every time a Tianshan disciple complained about Ling Shuang, if he was bumped into by this kid, he would definitely teach them a lesson in the name of "learning", such an analysis would be strange to say that Beicheng Mo Liang did not have any thoughts about their future sister-in-law.

Therefore, this time, to say that it is good to provoke the Tianshan faction, to put it bluntly, it is to kill Mo Liang in Beicheng!

Dare to covet senior brother Ouyang Han to take a fancy to a woman, there is only one end, and that is death!

The rest of the disciples of the Tianshan Sect drew their long swords one after another at this time, preparing to fight, but the elder was trapped in the sword formation, and Mo Liang in Beicheng was about to die, and the critical situation made them not know where to start for a while.

"Die!"

Ouyang Han showed a smile of successful conspiracy, and watched as the sword of his fingertips stabbed towards Mo Liang, who had no ability to resist at all. What is it to shout that the heavens should not be yelled, and the earth is not spiritual? This is it! Ouyang Han looked at Mo Liang's angry and desperate expression in Beicheng, and his heart was full of ecstasy.

Shout!

It's a pity, it seems that in response to his crow heart, an even more powerful sword qi broke through the air and screamed, directly taking Ouyang Han's head, as long as he dared to go further, his head would be equivalent to being sent forward to be cut off.

Ecstasy turned into anger in this instant, and Ouyang Han had to give up the life that was about to arrive, and his sword pointed to the sword qi in the air.

The seven-foot sword was like a glass sword at this time, it disappeared in an instant, and the sword qi in the void fell, cutting off half of Ouyang Han's palm, blood was sprinkling, and the bitter howl moved the sky, which was extremely miserable.

Ouyang Han pressed his right arm, retreated a hundred feet, and looked into the sky in great anger: "Who is it?

Beicheng Mo Liang almost survived, held down his trembling right hand, retreated a few feet, and looked at Ouyang Han who had half of his palm cut off in disbelief.

The senior brother was injured, and the six elite disciples of the Ethereal Sword Sect immediately flew back after dissolving He Chong's palm, forming a sword formation, protecting Ouyang Han in the center, and looking at the sky vigilantly.

Ziyao returned to the sheath, Song Si stepped on the wind and fell, falling in front of Mo Liang in Beicheng, stirring up dust.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!" Beicheng Mo Liang saw that his back to him was a white-haired Taoist with a sword, and he thought it was a senior master, so he immediately thanked him.

Song Si didn't look back, just waved his hand back, signaling that he didn't need to.

"Who are you?Why did you sneak attack our Ethereal Sword Sect?!" Ouyang Han was covered in sweat, and asked with a hideous face, he didn't know why Song Si's Void Sword Qi was so tricky and weird, he cut off half of his hand, not to mention, and even ran into the veins to wreak havoc. If he hadn't entered the Jindan stage and had a golden pill mana true yuan for him to suppress, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on for a while, and he would have been killed by the Void Sword Qi.

"Get out!"

Now it's important to save Mo Xue, Song Si doesn't want to make extraneous branches, if it's normal, he doesn't mind sending these insidious villains back to the west.

"Okay, you wait, there is a kind of leaving your name!" Ouyang Han shouted and retreated under the escort of the six junior disciples, planning to ask Song Si's name and surname, and come back to the field another day.

"Song Si!" A little cold light lit up on Song Si's sword fingers: "This Dao counts to three, if you don't roll again, then die!"

"One!"

Ouyang Han, who was in pain, glanced at Song Si fiercely, eager to engrave his appearance in his heart.

"Two!"

One or two urged, three words received the order, Ouyang Han didn't care about the image of a wolf, took his juniors and disciples to get up with the sword, and ran away quickly.

Because he believed that this white-haired sword cultivator who suddenly arrived wanted to kill him, he would not care about the Ethereal Sword Sect at all, and the Ethereal Sword Sect would not form a life-and-death feud with such a dead disciple like him.

Every year, there are more unknown disciples who go out to practice and die, and it is true that he Ouyang Han likes to bully others, but he is not a real fool, and he still understands the truth of small lives first.

After the seven members of the Ethereal Sword Sect fled, the cultivators who were hiding in the distance and were ready to wait and see the show also dispersed, although they were very interested in the sudden appearance of the white-haired sword cultivator Song Si, they did not dare to use their divine sense to rashly investigate, once this kind of rude behavior in the cultivation realm appeared, even if they were killed, there was nowhere to reason.

Song Si turned around and looked at the people of the Tianshan Sect, because he had seen Ling Mowei, he roughly recognized the elder logo of the Tianshan Sect, and made a Taoist salute: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! ”

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Poor Dao He Chong, I have seen Daoyou!" He Chong hurriedly returned the salute: "Thank you Song Daoyou for saving me this time, otherwise a tragedy will happen, and Poor Dao doesn't know how to explain to the third senior brother." ”

"Don't mind. The Tianshan faction and I have a fate, and this time I am here to visit your faction. Song Si said.

He Chong glanced at Song Si again, and after repeatedly confirming in his heart that he was not a hypocrisy, he nodded: "I see, poor Dao leads the way for Song Daoyou." ”

With that, He Chong took out a paper crane, put it in the palm of his hand, recited a mantra silently, and then gently blew a breath of aura towards the paper crane. I saw that the paper crane rose in the wind, turning into an immortal crane with wings up to twelve zhang long, dozens of Tianshan disciples performed light skills and jumped on the crane, with He Chong's command, the crane soared into the sky, flying towards the Tianshan Mountain.

Song Si smiled, Zi Yao came out of the sheath, stepped on the flying sword, turned into a purple streamer, caught up with the crane, and flew forward.

Beicheng Mo Liang sat cross-legged on the crane, looking at Song Si who was flying with envy, thinking about when he would be able to swim between heaven and earth in such a chic manner. If you can take Ling Shuang with you, you can have no regrets in this life.

The rest of the disciples of the Tianshan Sect are naturally extremely envious, this is the real immortal.

Sensing the gaze of the disciples of the Tianshan Sect, Song Si turned his head and smiled at them, how could he not be like this in the past?

I still remember when he first arrived in the Tang Dynasty, he was carried by the senior brother, and climbed to the top of Huashan Mountain from the straight road of Huashan with the pure yang upper light skill, the wind in his ears blew, and the clouds and mist fell rapidly.

Thinking of this, Song Si dispersed the sword qi of the body, let the wind blow on his face, and blew the robe to hula and cheer, wanting to experience the memories of a long time ago again, but he couldn't go back.

When He Chong saw Song Si's strange behavior, he didn't ask anything, but the eyes of the disciples of the Tianshan Sect on the Immortal Crane looked at Song Si even more fanatically, and they made up their minds one by one to cherish every day's cultivation time, and strive to one day be able to fly like this carefree Imperial Sword.

After clearing the clouds and fog, passing through dozens of big rivers and two mountain ranges, an hour later, Song Si, He Chong and others finally came to the Tianshan Mountains.

The crane landed on the square in front of the mountain gate, and the two white-clothed disciples who guarded the gate saw that it was the four elders who returned, and hurriedly came over to greet them.

He Chong put away the crane that had turned back into a paper crane and sent a message to the door, and then took the injured Beicheng Mo Liang to lead the way for Song Si.

The Three Holy Palaces, this Tianshan Sect Hall is exactly the same as the Tianshan Sect Hall in the Ming Dynasty, if it wasn't Kunxu Xing here, Song Si would definitely think that God had played a joke on him again, and then sent him to the earth hundreds of years or hundreds of years ago.

"The red lips are as light as an orchid, and the childish face and Yufeng are looking forward to it. Long-sleeved and beautiful dance, who is dependent on each other?" "The poetry of the warbler, the yellow hair drooping, the ink and green shirt, the slender and enchanting Tianshan Tong Ling Mowei appeared in the main hall, "Song Si, you are finally here." ”

He Chong and Beicheng Mo Liang didn't understand the reason why Song Si came here, hearing this sentence, Beicheng Mo Liang trembled, and the tea in He Chong's hand spilled two drops, and they couldn't help but think crookedly.

Fortunately, Song Si then solved their misunderstanding.

"Well, I brought back the Holy Buddha Cicada, where is Mo Xue?" Song Si suppressed the excitement and worry in his heart and replied calmly. (To be continued......)