85_85978 Qin Xianyu was extremely shocked, since he cultivated the Tao, he had achieved true qi and almost never suffered a loss, but at this time, he was coerced away, and it was difficult to resist.

He was running his true qi, but he still felt weak all over his body.

"Boy, even if you have cultivated to the pinnacle of Qi cultivation, your True Qi is nine inches high, and your True Qi can be released, in my eyes, you are like an ant. ”

The gray-clothed man sneered, his voice was full of coldness, he clamped Qin Xianyu under his ribs, and with the other hand, he held the cold year grass in his arms.

Qin Xianyu listened to his words, only heard a peak of Qi cultivation, and was shocked in his heart, vaguely feeling that this person was better than Master Guanxu.

"Bad luck, seeing the aura of this place in the daytime, I was going to find an opportunity, or so that you and I could break through and escape from the sword fairy, but now I am disappointed. The man in gray sighed: "A hundred-year-old cold grass, a ghost suppression seal, although it is very useful, how can it come in handy in a hurry?"

"Liu Quan, you don't talk nonsense, leave quickly, don't be caught up by him. ”

The man in black said that, and left the door.

The gray-clothed man known as Liu Quan shouted: "Baimu, at this time, what other way to go? If you can take the road, I'm afraid it's too late! You can go straight forward and enter Yinghuang Mountain!"

The man in black, known as Hyakgi, slapped his head, retreated directly, and slammed into the wall.

Rumble!

The wall suddenly crashed open, and the man broke through the wall, walking all the way like a wind, hidden in the depths of the forest, and went straight to Yinghuang Mountain.

"It's ......"

Qin Xianyu's pupils contracted, and his eyes showed horror.

He became more and more familiar with martial arts.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners, strong physique, and know skills, are good.

And those who cultivate to carry qi and blood can make qi and blood run and greatly increase their strength, and they can also be transported to a certain place on their body to resist the blows of blunt objects.

Those who have cultivated internal strength should be able to cut through trees with a sword, which is easy.

But only the great martial arts master who has internal strength and external strength can lightly open the stele and crack the stone.

The man in black, known as Baimu, smashed through the wall with his flesh and blood, and he was even more amazing than the Great Martial Arts Master!

"The great master of martial arts is already the ultimate in martial arts cultivation. This man smashed through the wall with his flesh and blood, could it be ...... Could it be that he is beyond the scope of the Great Martial Arts Master?"

"He's ...... A cultivator who is beyond the release of true qi?"

Qin Xianyu guessed in his heart, came to a conclusion, and there were turbulent waves in his heart.

When he was frightened, Liu Quan caught him, and he was already following the breach in the wall, chasing after Baimu.

......

The moon hung high, and the light was deserted.

The forest is clear, and by the moonlight, you can see.

The deep mountains and dense forests under the bright moon are like a layer of light veil, and there is a mountain breeze blowing at night, silent and mysterious.

Although it was extremely inconvenient to hold Qin Xianyu and the broken tripod planted with cold grass in the other hand, this gray-clothed man still walked like flying.

The wind in the forest is whispering, and the trees are receding.

The man in gray was as swift as the wind.

After Qin Xianyu saw the clue, he gasped in his heart.

In the depths of Yinghuang Mountain, there are countless fierce birds and beasts, although at night, there are also many birds and beasts walking at night, eagles, falcons and jackals. However, while the man in gray was walking, those fierce beasts and birds retreated one after another.

At this moment, Baimu, who had left first, turned his head from the front and rushed over, with a look of horror on his face, and shouted: "There are large trees in front of you, and the incision is smooth, most likely it is the sword immortal who makes the flying sword block the way, turn around quickly, and escape into Yinghuang Mountain." ”

Liu Quan just paused, and without hesitation, he turned to the east, went straight over, and shouted angrily: "That damn killing god!"

"Sword Immortal, Flying Sword. Qin Xianyu only heard the two of them mention these two words, and his heart was horrified and extremely complicated.

These two characters must really be people in the Immortal Dao, and their cultivation has exceeded the release of true qi, and they have achieved great success.

But seeing that these two figures were walking like flying, breaking through the wall with their physical bodies, they were much stronger than the great martial arts masters, but they were forced by the sword immortal to flee. That being the case, what kind of cultivation is that sword immortal who has not yet appeared?

The secret technique of flying swords recorded in the Taoist book is actually real!

"Damn, no wonder those Taoist friends who went to steal mountains and rivers and watch the immortal map disappeared inexplicably, like stones thrown into the lake, and disappeared, it turned out that they were all cut by this killing god with a sword. Liu Quan gritted his teeth and said: "It's hateful that this killing god has been killed for more than a month in succession, and there is countless blood under the sword, and he still doesn't give up, chasing all the way from the capital." ”

"This killing god is also a sword immortal, and his killing nature is too heavy. Baimu said angrily: "Human blood is a filthy thing, and his flying sword is not afraid of too much blood debt and staining the flying sword?"

Liu Quan said hatefully: "With his cultivation, I am afraid that the flying sword has already been refined, and he is not afraid of filthy things." ”

Qin Xianyu was caught under his ribs, and he naturally heard what these two people said.

Stealing the picture of the mountains and rivers and viewing the immortals? That sword immortal came all the way from the capital?

Flying swords and fear filth?

In just a short period of time, Qin Xianyu had learned many secrets from the two of them, and they were all about the Immortal Dao, which made him frightened and listened attentively.

Willow Springs walked like a gust of wind.

Everywhere I passed, the trees shook the grass low, and the leaves fell.

"I thought that Qin Tianjian Yuan Shoufeng left the capital, it was a great opportunity, but I didn't know that in addition to Yuan Shoufeng, Qin Tianjian actually had a real person. Liu Quan wondered: "When will the Great Virtue Holy Dynasty produce another dragon and tiger real person?"

When Baimu ran, he couldn't help but clench his fists and said fiercely: "Yuan Shoufeng is not a sword immortal, although I haven't seen him, I also know that he is not Yuan Shoufeng." In the Keqin Heavenly Prison, where is there another real person? The other deputy supervisors, Volcano Ling, and others are all similar to you and me, and it is definitely not that they have cultivated to become dragons and tigers and achieve the level of a real person!"

"Within the Great Virtue Holy Dynasty, there are only a handful of real people who have cultivated into dragons and tigers, all of them are big people, you and I know each other, but I have never seen such a sword immortal. Liu Quan said in a deep voice: "Who is this sword immortal? With his skills, why is he unknown and unheard of?"

"Who knows?"

Thinking of the recent wolf bèi like a lost dog, the two of them felt sad and bitter in their hearts.

Suddenly there was nothing in front of them, and there were no trees.

It was a cliff.

"Turn around!"

The two of them didn't stop and turned around.

At this moment, a sword roared, and the clear groan was loud.

Under the moonlight, the white rays shine, which are brighter and cleaner than the bright moon in the sky, and they are even more dusty.

Liuquan Baimu stopped at the same time, glanced at each other, and showed a ruthless color.

"Who the hell are you?"

Liu Quan shouted loudly, and his words were full of resentment.

"My two brothers have already found out that Yuan Shoufeng, the Qintian Prisoner, has left Beijing, how can there be such a character as you?"

"With your skills, why are you nameless?"

The voice of Willow Springs echoed among the cliffs.

The forest was quiet, and the leaves swayed slightly in the night wind, and a slight sound sounded.

"Although my two brothers can't destroy the mountains and rivers to view the immortal map, this immortal map can only be opened three times every ten years, and my brother made it once on the way to escape. Now there is one time left, if you force us urgently, my brothers and sisters will have to beat this young man into the mountains and rivers to view the immortals. In this way, even if you retrieve the Mountains and Rivers Viewing Immortal Map, you will only have to use it ten years later, and you will not be able to make it to this capital conference!"

Liu Quan shouted loudly and said: "Let the two of me leave, the mountains and rivers will return to Zhao after the immortal map, and this hundred-year-old cold grass and the ghost seal of Neizhong Town will be sent to you together!"

Suddenly, a man walked out of the forest.

Liuquan Baimu's face was stagnant, and it was difficult to speak.

Qin Xianyu also held his breath.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the mountain wind blows on the ground, and the grass and trees are light.

The man walked slowly among the trees, not in a hurry or in a hurry.

The face of the person who came was white, standing with his hands in his hands, he was dressed in white, as white as snow, and his dusty state was better than the bright moon in the sky.

The moment he stepped out of the forest, the forest was silent, and the sky and the earth seemed to be eclipsed, and the cold moon in the sky seemed to be no longer bright.

"This is the Sword Immortal?"

Qin Xianyu held his breath.

Qin Xianyu only felt that this person was only thirty-seven or eighteen years old, white-clothed and snowy, with a long sword on his back, carrying it diagonally, it must be the flying sword that bloomed with pure brilliance and sounded a clear sword sound before.

Worthy of a sword fairy!

Show the style of the sword fairy.

Elegant, transcendental!

This sword immortal's demeanor is the same as the sword immortal in Qin Xianyu's mind.

The sword immortal's face was flat, he only swept over the willow springs and the hundred trees, and looked at them as if they were nothing, his eyes fell on Qin Xianyu, and he raised them slightly.

"Do it!"

Liu Quan shouted, and saw him take out a picture scroll from his bosom and throw it towards the cliff behind him.

Before Qin Xianyu could see what the picture scroll looked like, he felt like a cloud, his whole body was light, and then he felt palpitations.

After Liu Quan threw the scroll off the cliff, he actually threw Qin Xianyu and the hundred-year-old cold grass off the cliff.

On the picture scroll, there are undulating mountains, dense forests, rivers and streams, birds flying in the sky in the white clouds and blue sky, and apes and tigers roaring under the green forests.

What a lifelike picture of mountains and rivers!

Qin Xianyu only saw the appearance of the mountain and river view of immortals, and then his head touched this picture of mountains and rivers viewing immortals.

Subsequently, the world swirled and the world turned upside down.

His eyes went dark.

No moonlight, no cliffs.

Vaguely, I heard Liu Quan shouting loudly: "Who are you?"

The sound of the loud drink was full of unwillingness, and I only felt sad and sad.

Just as Qin Xianyu's head was empty and he was about to faint, he heard the echo of this terrible voice, and a quiet voice said lightly: "Lin Jingtang." ”

The voice was calm and indifferent, almost imperceptible under the aftermath of Liu Quan's mournful chanting, but it was so loud.

"It turns out that this sword immortal is called Lin Jingtang. ”

Just thinking like this, Qin Xianyu didn't know what was going on, and fainted.

On top of the cliff, the night breeze is cold.

Lin Jingtang's white clothes fluttered, and his expression was flat.

The two figures on the opposite side were already hysterical, almost crazy, only to hear Liu Quan sneer: "That young man has entered the mountains and rivers to view the immortal map, this immortal map, can not be used again within ten years!"

Lin Jingtang ignored it, his eyes fell on the bottom of the cliff, watching the immortal figure flying between the cliffs, and gradually falling towards the bottom of the cliff.

Liu Quan and Baimu took advantage of his gaze to fall under the cliff and glanced at each other, "Do it!"

Both of them are doing their best, fierce and violent, and they dare not spare any of them.

In the face of that astonishing method, Lin Jingtang was still calm, turning a blind eye and only pointing at it.

At night, the mountain breeze was cool, dyed with a trace of sword intent, mixed with it, and turned into a sword wind.

The sword wind is light.

Blood was sprinkled on the cliff