Supreme Perfection!

The face of the Eighteen Supremes was extremely ugly, and the scribe in Tsing Yi looked even more distracted, cold sweat was dripping, and his body trembled slightly.

"Ye Xiaoyou, you are not an opponent of the old way!" The old way didn't want to make a move with Ye Qingchen, and now in this situation, the cultivation can't be damaged at all. There are too many old monsters in the Supreme Great Perfection realm, and if they hurt their vitality at this time, it will be very disadvantageous when competing for the emperor's divinity.

Ye Qingchen was silent, instructing the sword to wander away, and the qi machine locked on the old way.

"It seems that it is necessary to fight" Lao Dao sighed lightly, pointed at Di Jun, and said indifferently: "You wait for eighteen people to protect this person!

"Respect the seniors command!" The Eighteen Supremes breathed a sigh of relief and surrounded Di Jun in the center, with the protection of the old way, they were naturally not afraid of Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen's face was very unpleasant, and he looked at Li who looked indifferent on the side and asked, "Brother Li, can you kill this person?"

Sighing lightly and raising his head, Li Wenqing looked calm: "It's as easy!"

Hearing this, the eighteen supremes all changed color, looked at him angrily, and the bearded man snorted angrily: "Li Wenqing, although you are the third supreme, if you want to kill one person under the joint efforts of us and the other eighteen people, you don't want to think about it!"

Li asked noncommittal, stepped out, and swept away like a furious dragon with a violent momentum, and the qi machine locked on Di Jun in the crowd: "I want to try!"

"Arrogance!" The eighteen supremes could not bear to show weakness, and they all snorted angrily, and the eighteen extremely strong momentum rushed into the sky, guarding the emperor in the center, concentrating on guard.

The big war is on the verge of breaking out!

"It's so lively here, old Zamao, aren't you dead yet?" With a long laugh, Li Wen's momentum was invisibly cut off by a force, and he was immediately forced back into his body, and a terrifying divine power locked it.

Under the canopy, a gap suddenly broke open in the void, and a big man walked out with his feet raised.

The big man is ten feet tall, with a majestic body, a blood-red cloak fluttering, and blonde hair hunting, extremely dazzling.

With a calm face and deep eyebrows, Dahan is also the image of a one-day king, with the power of not being angry, and looking forward to it, with a domineering spirit that makes the world easy.

"Senior!" The Eighteen Supremes bowed and saluted, breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, and the series of actions of the big man were obviously biased towards his own side.

A shallow smile rarely appeared at the corner of Lao Dao's mouth, and his hand twisted his eyebrows: "You are alive, old demon stocks, how could Lao Dao die first?"

The big man laughed loudly: "Old Zamao, do you want this king to take action on your behalf?"

"Get out!"

"Be careful, don't overturn the boat in the gutter!" Dahan didn't care at all, he laughed and ignored it, stepped out, and walked in front of Li Wenqing in an instant.

With a light snort, the pressure on Li Wenqing's body was suddenly relieved, and the big man looked at him with ill will: "Boy, your cultivation is good!

"Then ask the seniors to give advice!" Li Wenqing was neither humble nor arrogant, there was no fear in his eyes, only a fighting spirit, an indomitable fighting spirit.

Seeing that he accepted it without hesitation, the big man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "What a proud bone! If you can't bear to admit defeat, it's just that!"

Noncommittal, Li Wenqing's expression was solemn, and a tender green bloomed in his palm, lingering on his fingertips.

"Old man with long eyebrows, the humiliation of broken wings in the past, this king will first find your apprentice grandson to clean!" Dahan looked strange and chuckled.

His expression moved, and Li Wenqing's eyes were very shocked: "The predecessor is the Blue Winged Tiger King?"

In the past, the originator of Shushan, Changmei, cultivated the immortal world with purple and green swords, and the order pointed out, don't dare not obey, Changmei Zhenren cultivated to be superb, and the resistance was few, and he was respected as the first in the world, and Shushan in this period also reached the peak period. It is listed as one of the three holy places along with Wudang Qingcheng.

According to legend, Changmei Zhenren has been a man of the world all his life, with few opponents, and has gone through thousands of battles in his life, without any defeat. Among them, there are three battles that are the most tragic, which can be said to have injured 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted losses.

Of course, these three opponents are all giants and fierce ones, even if they are so cultivated by Changmei Zhenren, they have to fight hard to win! These three opponents, two people and one demon, the demon, are the Qingyi Tiger King in Li Wenqing's mouth.

It is rumored that Changmei and Luo Yougu fought with the Green Winged Tiger King for three days, and finally floated away after breaking the wings with the purple and green swords, and everyone in the world thought that the Green Winged Tiger King was defeated, but in fact, there was no winner or loser. After Changmei Zhenren returned to Shushan, he vomited blood, fell into a coma, and seemed to have suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and finally recuperated for three months before recovering his vitality.

The Blue Winged Tiger King, the absolute king of the Demon Dao, was one of the most pinnacle existences in the cultivation realm in the past, and now that he has been hidden for tens of thousands of years, how high will his cultivation be?

Knowing that Dahan was very ten, Li Wenqing was completely uncertain in his heart, frowned, and was shocked in his heart. It seems that it will take that trick to win.

The Supreme Level is extremely good at the Supreme Great Perfection, if he can support one move, now Li Wenqing not only wants to block all the attacks of the Blue Winged Tiger King, but also defeats this demon Dao giant, if his thoughts are known by everyone, he will definitely be ridiculed and disdainful.

"Do you know the identity of this king, do you want to do anything with this king?" "The Blue Winged Tiger King was very surprised, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction. Li didn't know what to do, which made him secretly angry in his heart.

"Seniors give advice!" Li Wenqing did not show weakness, his fighting spirit rushed into the sky, his actions like this were really powerful, in order to shock some people, he had to use the last resort to defeat the Blue Winged Tiger King.

His eyes grew colder, and the Green Winged Tiger King no longer persuaded him, and took a step with a cold snort, his violent momentum was like a volcanic eruption, and he rushed straight towards Li Wenqing.

With a muffled snort, Li Wenqing stroked his chest and retreated, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. His palms pinched out a mysterious seal, and just as he was about to make a move, a strange smile resounded through the void.

"Qingyi Tiger King, are you going back more and more, aren't you ashamed to surrender your identity and bully your juniors?" With a cold snort, the body of the Eighteen Supremes trembled, and he almost couldn't hold it and fell to the ground. In the void, a crack opened, and in the crack, a Xuanyi Taoist came freely.

The Taoist robes and robes hit his body, his white hair was wantonly draped behind his head, and he was tall and very majestic. Its appearance is clear, there is a fairy charm, white beard and chest, no wind and self-exaltation. The Taoist's two white eyebrows are lowered, which are more slender than the white eyebrows of the old Taoist before, hanging down to the waist, occasionally moving in the wind, like two dragons flying.

Xuanyi Taoist robe hunting and whisking, stepping on mango shoes, bearded hair fluttering, long eyebrows drooping, and his demeanor is very ethereal and dusty.

"Long eyebrows, old hair, I can't imagine you're alive too?" the Blue-Winged Tiger King roared, his expression unkind. The humiliation of broken wings in the past cannot be erased even after 10,000 years.

The long-eyebrow real person snorted lightly: "You are not dead, how can the poor road go first?"

"I've seen the patriarch!" Li Wenqing bowed and bowed, and secretly said in his heart that there was indeed an ancestor in Shushan who had not died, but he couldn't imagine that this patriarch was the real person of Shushan Founding Sect.

Nodding kindly, the long-eyebrow real person twisted his beard and smiled, very satisfied with the head of this generation: "In the past, you found my traces in the back mountains, right?"

Don't hide it, Li Wenqing nodded lightly.

With a light laugh, the long-eyebrow real person said: "Shushan is handed over to you, I can rest assured!"

"Old Zamao, why aren't you dead yet?" At this moment, Lao Dao, who was confronting Ye Qingchen, snorted coldly, his expression was not good, and he obviously had some enmity with the real person with long eyebrows.

Changmei chuckled: "You sword dao people don't die, how can poor dao be willing to die? The battle of Shushan has ended for tens of thousands of years, why should you forget it?"

Kendo man? Li Wenqing's expression changed again.

In the past, Changmei Zhenren was a great achievement, traveled all over the world, and saw the prosperity of Shushan and the beauty of the earthly spirit mountain, so he moved the idea of opening a mountain and establishing a faction. In this Shushan Wangxian Cave, there is a person who cultivates in seclusion, and is famous for his sword skills in the cultivation world, and is respected as a sword man.

The kendo man was originally the lord of Shu Mountain, and he naturally did not allow the idea of Changmei opening a mountain and establishing a faction, and Changmei was singing all the way at this time, and his arrogance was strong, and he fought with the kendo man without a word.

The two Taoists fought for three days, and finally the Kendo people were defeated and fled, and Changmei took Shushan as his own and established the Shushan Sect.

This battle is the first battle after the completion of Changmei's real exercises, and it is also the first battle of the three vicious battles in his life.

Being driven out of the cave, the kendo people naturally feel disgraced, even if tens of thousands of years have passed, this hatred cannot be erased.

All of a sudden, the two Supreme Great Perfection level powerhouses glared angrily, their expressions were not good, and their qi blocked the real person with long eyebrows. The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

The majesty of the three supreme Great Perfection level powerhouses invisibly made the eighteen supreme beings tremble, except for Li Wenqing and Ye Qingchen who were not affected, they actually found that Di Jun, a god of war level powerhouse, did not change his face, and looked at the situation in the field with a calm expression, shocked and ashamed for a while.

Facing the coercion of two powerhouses of the same level, Changmei talked and smiled freely, and laughed lightly: "Intercede, lend me the Ziqing Twin Swords temporarily!"

With a finger on his forehead, Li Wenqing silently recited the sword technique, and in the two choked sword sounds, two divine lights flew out of the mud pill palace.

The divine light is clear and purple, extremely dazzling, and the sword roars like thunder, which is breathtaking.

Two divine lights kept wandering around the real person with long eyebrows, obviously recognizing the old master of the past!

"Old friend, I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years!" The real person with long eyebrows looked gentle, his eyes overflowed with a little bit of nostalgia, his palms were lightly relaxed, and the two divine lights fell steadily in the palms. In the two melodious sword sounds, the two divine lights turned into two colorful long swords, one blue and one purple.

The purple and green double swords, in the past, accompanied by the real people with long eyebrows, swept all over the world, swept all directions, and were famous.

At first glance, the eighteen supremes all looked at the two immortal swords in awe, and their expressions were very respectful.

The kendo man and the blue-winged tiger king snorted coldly, and the fierceness in their eyes was even better, obviously they had suffered a big loss under the two swords in the past.

"Choke!"

With an angry roar, Ye Qingchen's fingertip flying knife grew wildly, exuding bursts of fierce knife qi.

Ye Qingchen frowned slightly, and looked at the Ziqing Twin Swords solemnly, he was very puzzled in his heart, he didn't understand why the two fairy swords were born, and why Xiao Li Feidao had such a violent reaction, as if he had met an enemy of life and death.

"Choke!"

The purple and green swords also had a sword roar, whining and jumping in the palm of the long eyebrows, and the sword qi of Sen Han swept in all directions, cutting everyone's muscles and bones cold.

With a light sigh, the long-eyebrow real person looked thoughtfully at Ye Qingchen's fingertips with a wisp of sword, his expression was uncertain, and after a while, the combat power was running, suppressing the abnormal movement of the Ziqing double sword.

"If you want to fight, let's fight!" Long eyebrows looked at the Blue Winged Tiger King and the Kendo man, and his expression was still not the slightest wave.

"That's right! If you want to fight, you will fight! How about an old man?"