An Yang Jingxin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised a pair of moving eyes, and vaguely her eyes suddenly burst out with red light.

But the old monster was still clenching a pair of fists that were as big as basketballs, and his forehead was covered with sweat, and the sweat flowed onto the wound pecked by the crow, and the pain was endless.

An Yang Jingxin's evil eyes revealed a trace of cold light, and she pinched a finger with both hands, and suddenly a layer of purple and cyan light appeared on her hands, An Yang Jingxin took out a seven-foot soft sword from her waist, and a trace of cold light flashed in the blade, and the purple and cyan light instantly enveloped the soft sword.

"Suffer death. An Yang Jingxin scolded, and suddenly rushed over.

A soft sword seems to have life in her hands, everywhere the sword blade goes, it is full of cold, the sword aura is magnificent, and the sand and rocks are flying on the river beach, fortunately, this area is relatively barren, otherwise it will definitely attract onlookers.

The old monster of Wuling Mountain hurriedly retreated, frightened.

Bang, the old monster grabbed Anyang Jingxin's soft sword with his bare hands, Anyang Jingxin's eyebrows turned, and he snorted coldly, the purple and cyan light on his hands suddenly flowed through the soft sword, and the old monster's hands were burned all of a sudden, glowing with purple light, and he quickly let go of his hands, looking afraid.

"That's it. An Yang Jing said arrogantly.

"Grass, I've been swaying all my life, and I'm still afraid of you, a female doll?" The old monster called Zhang Chi scolded, his hands were in the void, and a sledgehammer suddenly appeared in his hand, three points higher than everyone else, very bluffing.

Zhang Chi silently recited the decision, An Yang Jingxin clenched the soft sword, and suddenly Zhang Chi's height grew by ten centimeters, and the person became stronger, but An Yang Jingxin snorted disdainfully.

Obviously, Zhang Chi did not break through the foundation building realm, she had seen from that book "Xuanyun Immortal Technique" that Xiuzhen was divided into twelve realms.

They are, refining qi, concentrating, building the foundation, fetal breath, bigu, golden body, primordial infant, out of the body, distraction, merging, crossing, and Mahayana. Each of these levels is divided into: the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage, and after reaching the merger period, it is possible to receive the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation in any of the three stages, so as to ascend to the immortal realm.

And the three levels of foundation building, golden body, and distraction are the most difficult realms to break through.

Throughout the ages, there are only 10,000 people who have succeeded in building the foundation, and there are very few gold masters, as for the distraction master, it has become a legend, it is rumored that there is a master of the catastrophe in the Qingyu Altar, and he will soon accept the baptism of the catastrophe.

Generally speaking, as long as you break through the realm of foundation building, you will not use the outer door kung fu, and the competition is generally internal force, but the Zhang Chi in front of you obviously did not pass the foundation building, otherwise he would not use this kind of outer door kung fu to expand the body to deal with Anyang Jingxin.

Zhang Chi waved the sledgehammer in his hand and rushed towards Anyang Jingxin, Anyang Jingxin retreated, and slammed the sledgehammer to the ground, dusty, and the ground was smashed out of a pit, Zhang Chi picked up the sledgehammer and walked towards Anyang Jingxin, it seemed that every time he took a step, the ground trembled.

And his originally handsome appearance turned out to be extremely terrifying, and he looked like he was dozens of years old in an instant, which is probably the origin of his name as an old monster in Wuling Mountain.

An Yang Jingxin took a deep breath, clenched the soft sword, and rushed towards the sledgehammer in Zhang Chi's hand, the sword blade was against the sledgehammer, and the soft sword bent nearly ninety degrees, but at that moment, the soft sword bounced away suddenly, Zhang Chi only felt that the sledgehammer in his hand shook, and it fell to the ground, and An Yang Jingxin's sword blade flashed, Zhang Chi only felt that his arm was cold, and he was looking at it in a blink of an eye.

One of his hands was gone, and Zhang Chi was shocked, and when he looked down, there was an arm covered in blood lying on the ground.

Ahh

Zhang Chi sat on the ground all of a sudden, clutching his broken arm.

An Yang Jingxin stood behind him, and the soft sword was still stained with blood.

Zhang Chi looked at An Yang Jingxin's back and scolded: "Grass." ”

An Yang Jingxin snorted coldly and said, "Is it my ability to sneak attack me last time?"

"You!" Zhang Chi wanted to scold, but he couldn't, the last time he attacked Anyang Jingxin, the two of them were both defeated, and this time he was even more light.

An Yang Jingxin turned around and looked at Zhang Chi on the ground, the red glow in her eyes dimmed, and she returned to her original appearance of being quiet and good, but her face was still cold.

At this time, a sentence suddenly came: "The girl is really good?"

Zhang Chi and An Yang Jing's heart were shocked, and then he saw a man walking in the distance, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, carrying a long sword, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, Zhang Chi saw this man, and was overjoyed at once, and shouted: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, why are you here." ”

The man who was called Uncle Shi by Zhang Chi gave him a blank look and said, "Do you want to come over and send him to death?" Didn't I say, what kind of apprentice is the person you recruited, why don't you know the severity of the Dao, this just broke through the Qi refining and died, it is really a big fee." ”

Zhang Chi snorted a handful of tears, but the man named Uncle Shi looked at him disdainfully. In a blink of an eye, he looked at An Yang Jing with a slight smile and said, "In Xia Zhang Youdao, the thirty-sixth generation disciple of Wuling Mountain." ”

An Yang Jingxin was holding a soft sword, and her eyes flashed red again, she could see that this man with a smile on his face was not good, Zhang Youdao smiled and said to An Yang Jingxin: "Girl, I am a senior uncle, and I can't ignore our outer disciples of Wuling Mountain, offended." ”

After speaking, he took off the long sword on his back, and with both hands, the originally gloomy long sword actually floated with a dazzling cold light, which was extremely sharp.

Without waiting for An Yang Jingxin to react, Zhang Youdao's long sword cut through the void and rushed towards her, An Yang Jingxin quickly blocked it, took two steps back, and re-lifted the soft sword to fight back.

But in this fight, he found that Zhang Youdao, who looked very kind on the surface, was more than ten points stronger than Zhang Chi, and there was a soft aura stuck to his sword, as if the internal force was incomparably thick, An Yang Jingxin was taken aback and said: "You broke through the foundation?"

"I'm sorry, late in the postnatal period. "Zhang Youdao showed off his martial arts.

After saying that, the long sword in his hand shook, and suddenly shook An Yang Jingxin, who was holding a soft sword.

An Yang Jingxin took a deep breath, her arm was still faintly numb, but Zhang Youdao in front of her looked at An Yang Jingxin with a smile, and said harmlessly: "Miss Anyang, as long as you are willing to go to my master to apologize, these things will be passed away, how about it?"

His face was dignified, but in fact, his eyes were looking at An Yang Jingxin's figure.

Anyang Jingxin is such a thoughtful girl, she can't see this, she snorted coldly, and scolded: "Beast." ”

With that, he rushed forward again with a soft sword.

Zhang Youdao snorted coldly: "If you don't eat and drink for toasting, then I have to forcibly take you back." ”

Soon, Anyang Jingxin found out that she was indeed not Zhang Youdao's opponent, especially the internal force in Zhang Youdao's sword, which seemed to be not something she could control at all, and with a bang, Zhang Youdao slapped Anyang Jingxin's back.

A trace of blood gushed out from the corner of An Yangjingxin's mouth, Zhang Youdao grinned, and finally revealed the fox's tail, a pair of eyes showed a trace of viciousness, and grinned: "Tonight, Lao Tzu wants you to become my woman." ”

An Yang Jingxin was shocked, turned to look at Zhang Youdao's face full of filth, a cold face, and no nonsense, as soon as the sword turned around, a soft sword flashed with dazzling light and rushed towards Zhang Youdao, bang, the sword blade against Zhang Youdao's long sword, the soft sword was suddenly rebounded by himself, An Yang Jingxin's body was unstable, and he fell to the ground, Zhang Youdao withdrew the long sword, stood in front of An Yang Jingxin, and looked at An Yang Jingxin arrogantly.

Zhang Youdao walked in front of Anyang Jingxin, showed a lewd expression, grinned, and said: "Anyang beauty, I heard that your fiancé doesn't want you, it's okay, he doesn't want it, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold wind behind him, turned around, and saw a beautiful woman standing there, with a bell hanging from her waist and a fan in her hand.

"Suffer death. The fan in the woman's hand opened, and a purple mist suddenly appeared on the fan, and the mist blurred out a powerful ghost in the air, speeding towards Zhang Youdao, Zhang Youdao changed color in shock, and before he could react, the purple-red ghost had already devoured him, and in an instant, Zhang Youdao, a master of fetal breath, had already disappeared, and his bones were scattered.

Zhang Chi, who was frightened, didn't care about the pain in his upper arm at all, and ran away.

An Yang Jingxin hurriedly said, "Grandma, don't let him run." ”

The person who came was An Yanghui, the grandmother of An Yang Jingxin, An Yanghui glanced at Zhang Chi, who was missing an arm, and said disdainfully: "Wuling Mountain is young, it's not enough to be troubled, let him go." ”

An Yang Jingxin had no choice but to sigh, stood up with the pain on her body, glanced at her grandmother An Yanghui in front of her, and forced a smile to say, "Grandma, why did you think of Spring City." ”

An Yanghui sighed, hated iron and said: "I'll see how you kill that little bastard, you said before you came that you could do it in half a month, but now? I think you are going to follow grandma's old path, really, grandma has already told you, poisoning the world's negative people, why don't you listen." ”

An Yang Jingxin looked embarrassed, stuck out her tongue mischievously and said, "Didn't grandma kill the Shen family master back then?"

"You!" An Yanghui was speechless.

An Yang Jingxin showed a childish smile.

An Yanghui glanced at the severed arm on the ground and asked, "Tell me, what's going on? If I hadn't arrived in time, what would you be going to do?"

An Yang Jing said in her heart: "Don't I have the three souls and seven spirits scattered by my grandmother? If he really dares to come, I will let him go to hell." ”

"You!" An Yanghui shook her head and said helplessly.

An Yang Jingxin smiled and briefly explained the front and back of the matter, and then asked, "Grandma, what is the trick you used just now?

An Yanghui smiled like a flower and said: "Rotting corpse Gu poison!"