Chapter 261 A sword comes from the sea of ​​clouds

Zheng Dafeng raised his head and glanced at the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City, and suddenly said: "Why aren't you wearing a skirt? "

The Yin God from the small temple slowly emerged in the courtyard, dumbfounded.

Zheng Dafeng looked away and asked with a smile: "Old Zhao, is it that you can't tell me anything I ask?"

Yin Shen Shaking his head, he said: "I don't know any more about Fan Junmao than you do. But back in the small temple, I heard a fallen foreign swordsman tell a rumor that may not be true."

Zheng Dafeng became interested, "Let's talk about it, we two brothers are just idle all day long..."

Yin Shen sneered: "It's you who have nothing to do, I'm too busy Very, the work of threading a needle is not as good as fighting and killing. You are actually very busy every day, busy talking about dirty things with a bunch of women in the market. You should go to Guanhu Academy instead of using your hands." p>

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Old Zhao, you must say less hurtful words. It is such a fate that we can work together."

Yin Shen replied, "It's just a bad fate."

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and pointed at the sea of ​​clouds, "She and I are a bad fate, and we two brothers have a good fate. ”

After Fan Junmao entered Chenchen Pharmacy, the Yin Shen automatically dispersed. This was both etiquette and rule. So I didn't hear the conversation between the two, but it was obvious that they parted on bad terms. Moreover, the eldest daughter of the Fan family has made rapid progress. From the cave where Fan and Zheng met for the first time, to a trip to Dali and back to Old Dragon City, when she stood at the door of the alley medicine shop, she was already golden. Alchemy realm, the speed at which this realm is rising can no longer be explained by some unparalleled monastic genius. It is too shocking. The Yin God surnamed Zhao could not help but think of a certain girl who grew up in Lizhu Cave, practicing on the mountain, and all the provoking people The talents you admire and marvel at may not be able to compete with the fluttering four words "born to know it".

Shocked?

The Yin God sighed slightly in his heart.

Fortunately, there are only a handful of people like this from all over the world.

Zheng Dafeng reminded: "Hey, Lao Zhao, wake up, don't be in a daze, continue talking about the foreign swordsman who died miserably in Lizhu Cave, about the Fu family. What's the inside story about the half-immortal soldier Yun Hai?"

Yin Shen said: "I don't want to talk about it, I still have things to do."

It disappears.

ZhengDafeng looked dull, and then said angrily: "Your uncle!"

It's in vain that I think so highly of Zhao Yao, who has the same surname as you.

The bamboo curtain was lifted, revealing the face of a young and beautiful girl. It was the little girl who liked to sit next to Zheng Dafeng and eat melon seeds. She smiled and said: "Shopkeeper, you are Do you want to recognize me as your elder?"

Zheng Dafeng put away his cigarette stick, stood up and rubbed his hands, running towards the girl, "What kind of elder do you think you are?"

The girl blinked and said, "We are relatives and there are still differences, so what should we do to avoid them?"

Zheng Dafeng pretended to hug him. On the girl's shoulder, the girl bent down, took two steps back, smiled and asked, "What, you want to marry me?"

Zheng Dafeng retracted his hand angrily, "Let's be brothers and sisters. , We are brothers and sisters. Husband and wife should treat each other with respect and respect each other."

The man went to lie down on the counter and looked at the graceful people in the shop. "The spring scenery is so beautiful. ."

The man suddenly laughed and said: "It is better to teach your son a skill than to give him a thousand pieces of gold. It is better to give your son a good reputation than to teach him a skill. Sisters, have you heard of this old saying? ?”

Only the girl who had the book stolen by Zheng Dafeng could read and read, but she didn’t like to talk to Zheng Dafeng. The book was then shamelessly borrowed by the shopkeeper. After borrowing it, he actually had no intention of returning it. A drugstore shopkeeper was not ashamed to defraud the shop clerk of dozens of pennies. Later, the man simply said that he had lost it, and he was so angry. She picked up the broom and beat her up, and the man had no choice but to tell him that the money for the book would be included in next month's salary, and it would be calculated as one hundred cents. The girl gave up now. She had read the book anyway and kept it at home. If her parents, who had been partial to her younger brother since childhood, found out, they might even scold her for being a prodigal.

Seeing no one responded, the man had no choice but to use his trump card, "Do you want to know the name of that boy from the Fan family who often comes to our drug store?"

All the women looked at the man.

Zheng Dafeng gloated: "My name is Fan Er, the second of one, two, three. Doesn't this good name match the boy's appearance?"

Zheng Dafeng stopped talking about Fan Er and said to himself: "Little Fan is learning martial arts and will inherit the family business as a concubine in the future. As for his sister, this little girl's name The results are good, with deep roots and luxuriant branches. The Fan family... is a bit particular."

Zheng Dafeng put his cheek on the table and looked at the alley outside the drug store. , the storm is coming.

The legitimate daughter of the Jiang family in Yunlin married into the Fu family in Laolongcheng.

The size of the dowry will definitely exceed imagination.

I just don’t know what name the Fu family will use to start this bloody storm. In the end, one family will dominate Old Dragon City, or it may be two families.

Zheng Dafeng smiled, these evil spirits are none of my business.

He glanced at a woman and thought, why don't he spend some money to buy some expensive and close-fitting dresses? Give it to them to wear? In the summer, if you sweat a little or something, your curves will become more and more exposed, and you will be more exquisite. Zheng Dafeng laughed and wiped his saliva.

This is the magical day.

What about the Tianmen Divine General who was nailed to a pillar with a sword, what about the gleaming frost and snow armor, what about Fan Junmao who saw through the secrets... It’s not too late to tell when the matter comes.

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Golden elixir A ray of sword energy that contains the true meaning of swordsmanship used by Jing Jian Xiu can attack the soul of a Fourth Realm martial artist with lightning speed without any warning from the opponent.

Even though Ma Zhi knew that Chen Pingan had an excellent foundation in the three realms, he still found it incredible.

At least there should be a staggering movement, right?

Chen Pingan mistakenly thought that this nearly 300-year-old immortal was too merciful in this "sneak attack", so he smiled and said: "Mr. Ma, it's okay, I was there before I have endured a lot of hardships in tempering my soul in the third realm, but I can still withstand the pain. As long as the sword energy does not harm the foundation of martial arts, Mr. Ma will just take action."

"Be careful. "Ma Zhi nodded, thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, and twisted out three strands of sword energy from the cool shade of his natal flying sword with his two fingers, and rolled them into three small balls the size of pearls. They glowed with a green and cold light, and they really looked like they were picked. The old sword cultivator bent his fingers and flicked three times quickly. The three cool-shade sword energy beads condensed by the sword energy made a subtle tinkling sound when they entered Chen Ping'an's body. Targeting the three souls of Feiguang, Shuangling and Youjing.

Chen Pingan was well prepared this time. He set up a sword furnace and stood there. Outside the door of the heart, it was like a visitor knocking on the door three times, stabbing the door of the heart with a sharp weapon. It was cold. It was bone-piercing, nailing into the soul, making people want to shiver involuntarily. Chen Ping'an's face remained unchanged, and he had his own way of dealing with it. The pure and pure Qi of the martial artist with the energy of a fire dragon came from elsewhere and instantly healed the three. There are potholes where the cold sword energy condenses.

Chen Pingan said: "Mr. Ma, come again."

The old sword cultivator looked calm and muttered in his heart. Without saying anything, he put his fingers together and lightly touched the natal flying sword. This time it was no longer the divine handiwork of the sword energy condensed beads. Instead, a whole strip of sword energy peeled off directly from the shade. It did not rush towards Chen Ping'an, but drifted slightly, and the chill overflowed, making the already cool Guimai courtyard suddenly turn from midsummer to spring cold season. .

The sword energy was gathering momentum between the two of them.

Ma Zhi said slowly: "The embryonic light is conceived by the natal soul of human beings. The natal flying swords of sword cultivators in the world mostly use it as an innate sword furnace. After the sword is completed, This place is used as the scabbard and the place where the sword is kept. The three souls are erratic in the human body. The snake has a snake path and the mouse has a rat path. The three souls are no exception. Each has a general soul path. I used the sword energy bead earlier. The grains knocking at your heart are just three small dishes of appetizers. Now is the main meal. The force will be slightly increased. The weight of the sword intention contained in it is much heavier. Chen Ping'an, take it!"

Chen Pingan nodded subconsciously.

The moment Chen Pingan made this subtle movement, the old man twitched the corner of his mouth, and the sword energy disappeared. It was already powerful and rushed into Chen Pingan's body. He smiled and said: "In the future, I will fight with a A confrontation between sword cultivators and a battle of life and death. Don’t be so single-minded..."

Pure martial artists are the most extreme people in the world. They have practiced three times in total and totaled nine realms. , Refining the body, refining Qi, and refining the spirit, from the outside to the inside, progressing step by step, and can continuously feed the physical body, so the physical strength is naturally more outstanding than that of Qi practitioners. In the final analysis, in the eyes of the monks on the mountain, what they pursue is not the great road, but themselves. In fact, the life span of a martial artist is short, at three hundred years old, he can be said to have reached the pinnacle, far less than a Qi practitioner.

Compared with the internal and external training of qi practitioners, the physical body of a pure martial artist is "too heavy" and will become a burden. The Tao of martial arts is too low and the martial arts is too strong. Stubbornness, to torture the soul, is to rely on one's own strength, using that pure Qi to support oneself.

The euphemistic name is, don’t borrow power from heaven and earth.

It is not like a Qi practitioner, it is to build a bridge of immortality, which is like connecting the two caves inside and outside. The abundant spiritual energy of the big cave and the big cave of heaven and earth is used to water and temper the soul of the human body and the small cave. The heaven and earth work together. , it is naturally easier to live a long and immortal life.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an felt a cramping pain in his soul, the kind of self-inflicted pain.

It’s a pity that Chen Ping’an is still the same sword furnace, motionless as a mountain.

Ma Zhi raised his eyebrows.

Although he has a lot of power in his shots, but the vision of the Golden Core Realm is there, the top flaws of the martial arts of the Four Realms will be as big as a dustpan in Ma Zhi's eyes, leaking everywhere. ,allIt's a loophole. So Chen Pingan's nod was an opportunity. But Ma Zhi had already overestimated the physical strength of the sword-carrying young man in front of him, but it was not enough, far from it. Chen Ping'an was beaten in Luoshanzhulou, with a skinny body, but what he "enjoyed" was the look of the old man named Cui, a ten-level martial artist. The man beats the drum style, the three souls and the seven souls, what he encountered was the steaming clouds, the Daze style and the iron cavalry chisel formation. They are all the essence of the martial arts that the old man has learned all his life. They are moves that he will still be proud of after reaching the peak of the ten realms. .

In order to withstand more of the divine man's drumming style, Chen Ping'an had already become natural with every breath and breath, and the eighteen sword breaths. Later, he suffered from cramps and skin peeling. Countless times of dazzling and heart-piercing pain, although it is still far from the flawless golden body at the peak of the seventh realm of martial arts, Ma Zhi's subtle sword energy is really unable to catch Chen Ping'an's flaw, unless he can force it down. After ten meetings, it was broken open by force.

The three strongest realms in the world contain the most gold.

It’s just that the barefoot old man who taught boxing didn’t bother to say it.

Ma Zhi had a little desire to win, and then took out three wisps of sword energy from his natal flying sword and transformed it into his body. This time, when the three swords struck together, he did not believe Chen Ping'an. The three-soul route is truly impeccable.

Chen Ping'an just remained unmoved and hesitated to speak. This time he did not dare to ask Ma Lao Jianxian to increase his strength. He always felt that it would make the old man's face uncomfortable, which was not very good. appropriate. But although the three wisps of sword energy are sharp and gloomy, like plowing oxen plowing the fields, the sword energy forcibly plows out three ravines on the three ethereal post roads in the body, just like three winter streams flowing in the heart, which makes the heart feel cold, but this kind of Despite all the hardships, Chen Ping'an was still an "appetizer" in Zhulou.

Ma Zhi also noticed something was wrong and had to raise Chen Pingan's height again. He glanced at the flying sword Liang Yin trembling slightly in front of him and took a deep breath, "Chen Pingan , I will use the cool shade to forcibly dissolve the void and squeeze into your soul. You must be mentally prepared for this heartbreaking pain. If you can't hold on, you must take the initiative to speak because the cool shade is my destiny. Feijian is connected with my mind, but after all, it is like breaking into another family's paradise. Being obscured by your soul will greatly affect my connection with Liangyin. I can ignore ordinary enemies, as long as it changes the world. That's fine, but it's a different matter between you and me. So don't show off."

Chen Ping'an removed the sword furnace stake, took a step back, and formed an ancient boxing stance. , put a fist on the heart with one hand, and raise the fist above the head.

If you raise one leg again, it is actually a bit similar to a heavenly king in a Buddhist temple, but the shape is similar, and the true meaning is quite different. , this fist is exactly the Yunzheng Daze style used to defeat the golden sea of ​​clouds dragon twice in Sun's ancestral residence.

When Chen Ping'an changed from the Shanshan Fist and Sword Furnace to this boxing stance, his momentum became completely different.Change.

In Ma Zhi’s eyes, he is no longer the sunny young man who talked and laughed with young Fan Er, and is no longer the calm young man with a restrained expression when walking and standing.

And like a person

This punch will not come out.

It’s just a boxing fight.

What a great courage! If those seventh-level martial arts masters in Old Dragon City, or the eighth-level great master who had been hiding for many years, had such an astonishing posture, after decades or even hundreds of years of hard work, they would have experienced the pinnacle of death again and again. That's all for fighting, but how old is the young man in front of him?

Ma Zhi didn’t know how many times he was shocked today.

Chen Pingan's mind has been completely immersed in it. There is no longer any shadow of the flying sword in front of him, and there is no longer the golden elixir realm sword cultivator.

Only the barefoot old man laughed violently and arrogantly in the bamboo house, beating him to the point of death again and again, and calling him a coward, mixed with some old people. It was not for Chen Ping'an at all, but for the whole world.

With this punch, the man of God who has brought down the power of Heaven will be beaten back to the heaven!

If you want to make a difference between heaven and earth, my punch will make the difference between heaven and earth!

Chen Pingan blurted out: "Please draw the sword!"

Hearing such slightly provocative words from a junior boy, the old swordsman did not With no displeasure on his face, with a thought, the cool shadow of the flying sword changed from reality to reality, like an iron cavalry charging to open up territory for the monarch.

Chen Pingan's face turned pale, his fists were clenched, his fist frame moved slightly, and he just stamped his feet heavily.

The ground in the small courtyard shook slightly, and a towering mountain fist spread like a mountain root to the ground.

Ma Zhi frowned slightly and looked at the young man in front of him. The old man swiped his fingers down, like a warrior trying to disembowel his enemy with a long sword.

Chen Ping'an's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth hard, his cheeks bulged, and the fist position changed again. It was still a mess, but he began to shrink, and the distance between his fists became closer.

At the same time, all the fist energy flowing outside the body quickly gathered inside the body, like palms suddenly coming together to swat a fly.

"It's not wise to be so confident."

Ma Zhi sneered, put his fingers together and raised them up, secretly adding his own flying sword. The weight of the sword intention.

Chen Ping'an's shoulders swayed slightly, and he suddenly punched out. The fist surged straight into the sky, hitting the ancestral osmanthus tree that obscured the atmosphere of the small courtyard., the truth was revealed at this moment. It turned out to be like a water curtain covering the sky over Guimai. It was hit by a punch of Gangqi, causing ripples in waves, so that the scene outside the small courtyard began to blur.

The old man said angrily in his heart: "I don't believe it anymore. A high-ranking Jindan realm swordsman can't teach a small fourth realm martial artist!"

The young man’s eyes were firm and he didn’t speak at all. He just put away the ancient boxing frame and slowly slid backwards. It was really smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Sword cultivators in the world have many different sword intentions.

The true meaning of swordsmanship realized by Xiu Ma Zhi, the Golden Dan Sword, is the birth of a sword in the cool shade of his destiny. I hope there will be no more scorching heat in the world, and that wherever the flying sword passes, there will be a cool resort.

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Distance Gui In the ordinary courtyard not far from the Mai Xiaoyuan, Jinsu, the sweet-scented osmanthus girl, is eating a piece of melon. There is a natural spring on the island. The iced melons and fruits are the most delicious. Jinsu’s preaching teacher, the woman Gui Auntie, is very knowledgeable about human food. He had lost interest for a long time and was watching the cold face of his proud disciple. Even at this moment, his ordinary eating showed a natural elegance. He thought to himself, no wonder Sun Jiashu and Fu Nanhua, the two old Longcheng's most popular Outstanding young men are all attracted to the same woman.

Whether Sun Jiashu likes Jinsu, of course he does, but the woman does not want to reveal the secret, because she does not think that Jinsu and Sun Jiashu can become a couple of gods. In the woman's mind, Sun Jiashu, who is talented and has already come to the forefront, is the worst candidate for Su's husband. Fu Nanhua is slightly better, and Fan Er is the best.

It’s a pity that the love between men and women in the world is never judged by whether the man is good or bad, or whether the two parties are compatible.

Who is to blame?

Aunt Gui is a little self-deprecating. She really knows who should be blamed first, but now, it's hard to say.

She was slightly surprised and couldn't help turning her head to look at the Guimai courtyard.

Jin Su asked in confusion: "Master, what's wrong?"

Aunt Gui smiled and said: "You seem to underestimate the person named Chen. "Young man."

Jin Su picked up another slice of sweet melon and said nonchalantly: "Even if he is taller than the sky, it doesn't matter to me."

Aunt Gui seemed to have heard something from her heart, nodded, and then said to Jin Su: "You have something to do. Go to the mountain shop to get the medicinal materials first. Your Grandpa Ma left a message there. They should have already prepared it. When you come back, wait until Grandpa Ma speaks and prepare a big bucket for Guimai Xiaoyuan."

Jin Su said blankly. Why, that young guest wants to soak in potions and strengthen his body? Isn’t this something that a martial artist in the Body Refining Realm needs to do regularly?"

The woman was a little reluctant, "Do this for a young man? Things, Master, I'm a little awkward. This is really not what I am. I am a maid. I usually cook tea and play the piano for the guests, clean the courtyard, play chess with them, and sing poems. I am also diligent, but when it comes to preparing baths for others, I..."

The woman smiled and said, "Then Master will do it yourself?"

Jin Su sighed and wiped his fingers carefully. "It's okay for me to go."

Not long after Jinsu left the courtyard, she quickly returned and brought with her a group of impressive guests from other continents. She was still a little uneasy at first. I don't know why these people insisted on visiting "Aunt Gui", but when she saw the master already standing at the door of the small courtyard, she felt somewhat reassured. Deep in Jinsu's heart, the master was omnipotent and was definitely not an ordinary guest of the Fan family. . Although the master has always been very secretive about his inheritance and cultivation history, Jin Su can be sure of one thing. With the master's vision and tone, even if he is not a Nascent Soul Immortal, he should at least be a Golden Core Realm Qi Practitioner. .

Not only the cross-continental ferry on Guihua Island, but also the six ferries that travel between Old Dragon City and Xuanxuan Mountain must have at least one Golden Core monk on duty. One of the stewards of Guihua Island is just a Qi practitioner in the Guanhai realm. Now coupled with Grandpa Ma, Guihua Island actually now has three Jindan realms.

Jin Su really doesn’t believe that the sky can fall.

That group of people, a total of six people, both young and old, men and women, all came from Tongyezhou in the southeast. They were the largest partners in the Fan family’s Osmanthus Island voyage. Nearly half of the secrets on Osmanthus Island were The warehouses and cellars were all given to them in a big package. As for the unique products of Tongyezhou, Jinsu, the sweet-scented osmanthus girl, of course had no way of knowing. She only heard that they were from a sect named Tongyezhou’s Immortal family. Big shot.

No matter what, since the master came forward on his own, Jin Su went to the foot of Osmanthus Island to get the medicinal materials with peace of mind.

After she left, she couldn't help but look back. She saw an extremely tall and thin old man, more than half a head taller than the old Longcheng man. The robe is as dark as ink and spotless. It must be a high-quality robe.

The old man was guarding a young man., has an ordinary appearance, with very light eyebrows, but has a pair of extremely narrow eyes. When he squints his eyes to look at someone, even Jinsu of the Dongfu realm will get goosebumps and dare not look at them.

Aunt Gui smiled and asked: "I wonder what you are calling me for?"

The young man narrowed his eyes and stared at " Are you Mrs. Gui?"

Aunt Gui looked calm, "Exactly."

The man's eyes became hot, "Introduce yourself, my name is. Jiang Beihai is from the Yu Gui Sect. Now our sect just lacks a cross-continent ferry. I wonder if Mrs. Gui is interested in joining the Yu Gui Sect?"

Aunt Gui remained silent. .

The man laughed and said: "All the losses of the Fan family and all the income of Osmanthus Island, calculated over a hundred years, I will definitely compensate a lot of copper coins to the Fan family! I believe that the Fan family will not Dare, unwilling and will not reject my proposal, Mrs. Gui, what do you think?"

Dongbaopingzhou is the smallest of the nine continents, adjacent to Tongye in the southeast? The continent is not small, much larger than the Fuyao Continent. Moreover, Tongye Continent has a large number of Cave Heaven Blessed Lands among the nine continents, especially two of them are of extremely high rank. So good that many monks from Posa Continent and Julu Continent would travel thousands of miles to Tongye Continent, each seeking their own needs. In the end, the income of these monks who landed in the blessed land as "exiled immortals" was much higher than that of many blessed lands.

On the territory of Tongyezhou, Tongye Sect and Yugui Sect, one in the north and one in the south, stand side by side.

The young man from Tongyezhou who helped the Ding family escape was from the Tongye Sect, a sect that can be named after a continent and has stood firm for thousands of years. , itself is the best display of strength. This point is similar to the fact that Ju Luzhou in the northeast dares to snatch the word "North" from Aai Aizhou and claim to be Ju Luzhou in the north.

A woman in palace attire smiled and said: "Master Jiang, you have always been a reclusive person in the sect. Our Yugui Sect is not like the Tongye Sect who likes to show off. We have always been kind to others. I think you must be kind to others." It's Mrs. Gui who hasn't heard much about it."

Aunt Gui shook her head and said: "Yu Gui Zong, I am like thunder, the Jiang family in Yu Gui Zong controls Yunku blessed land, and the Jiang family has recently For more than ten generations, they are all from the same line, and I have heard about it."

The Jiang man smiled and said, "Since Mrs. Gui knows it, she is still so lukewarm. The attitude must be that Yu Guizong and the Fan family of Lao Longcheng are not on the same continent, and they are separated by Tongye Island, so they are out of reach?"

In the end, the Jiang man is here? Without three hundred taels of silver, he bent down to apologize, but with a cold smile on his face, he said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the wording was inappropriate.Madam Gui, don’t blame her. "

Aunt Gui still had a calm demeanor and said softly: "The oath about the Tao involves the true intention of cultivating Taoism and cannot be violated easily. I appreciate Mr. Jiang’s kindness. "

The man straightened up, "Oh? "

Aunt Gui suddenly smiled and said: "The oath still has a period of sixty years. If Mr. Jiang is really sincere, why not wait? "

The young man laughed suddenly, "Inviting Mrs. Gui to join the Jade Gui Sect does not reflect my sincerity, Jiang Beihai. As long as Mrs. Gui is willing, I can marry her." "

Then he waved his hands to himself and laughed: "It's a joke, but it can't be taken seriously. Don't worry, Madam Gui, our Yugui Sect leader and I, the head of the Jiang family, have admired Madam for a long time, and I, Jiang Beihai, cannot allow me, Jiang Beihai, to do whatever I want and offend Madam. ”

Aunt Gui still responded with a smile and could not fault her at all.

The level of a woman’s beauty and whether her face is as beautiful as a country or not may not be the same. Decides everything.

The tall and thin old man showed admiration in his eyes, but his natural tone was indifferent, and he said slowly: "Mrs. Gui is very kind. As my young master said, Jade Guizong is indeed true. I sincerely invite you, and I urge you to consider it seriously. I hope that sixty years from now, I can drink a cup of cinnamon wine brewed by Mrs. Gui at the gate of Yugui Zong. ”

Aunt Gui nodded gently.

The two parties said goodbye.

She walked back slowly In the small courtyard, I looked up in the direction of Old Dragon City, feeling a little helpless. I wonder if it was an illusion, but this woman seemed to have a little grievance.

Above the sea of ​​clouds in Old Dragon City, A woman in green robe fell backwards, lying in the sea of ​​clouds, yawned, and said lazily: "There are so many people who are looking for death. It's boring and boring, drinking and drinking..."

She picked up the ordinary wine bottle and raised her arms, only to find that she couldn't drink at all. This left the woman with no reason to think of the underground river walk, and she made fun of the little drunkard who was holding a sword gourd and drinking with his head raised. Why did he get retribution so soon? When the woman thought of this, she felt angry. A carp stood up straight, picked up a handful of small clouds that contained the true meaning of rain from the sea of ​​clouds, threw them into her mouth, swallowed them as wine, and chewed the tasteless "cloud wine". She was in a terrible mood .

She looked at the Osmanthus Island on the sea with cold eyes, jumping back and forth, just like this from the sea of ​​clouds at the southernmost point. Children in the streets and alleys danced on a square grid until they reached the northernmost part of the sea of ​​clouds. After standing still, they began to rush forward quickly, raising their heads high and waving their hands.He made a gesture of holding a spear and was about to throw it, suddenly stopped and shouted: "Go!"

The sea of ​​clouds surged like boiling water.

After the woman made this throwing action, a snow-white sword, more than ten feet long, was torn out from the sea of ​​clouds and flashed over the old dragon city. .

On the sea, the Osmanthus Island ferry is very far away from the old Dragon City.

The tall and thin old man from Yu Guizong suddenly slapped away the Jiang family's legitimate son beside him.

Replacing Jiang Beihai, he stood there with his arms above his head. The robe swayed violently, and there were lightning and thunder in his sleeves.

The entire Peach Blossom Island shook violently, shaking and splashing huge waves.

Jiang Beihai turned around and stared blankly. Most of Old Yuanying's robe had been destroyed. Fortunately, there was still the possibility of repairing it, but both arms were completely gone and the bones were exposed.

The old man vomited a mouthful of blood, stared at the sky above Old Dragon City, stretched out a terrible arm, and said in a deep voice: "Master, stay where you are and don't come close to me. , but don't walk around casually."

In the sword gourd hanging on his waist, Chen Ping'an was buzzing with flying swords, and he was very excited if he met an old friend.

The woman who had originally planned to stop her hand saw the old man extending her arm and said, "Hey, do you mean to ask for another sword?"

The green-robed woman named Fan Junmao leaned back, pointed her toes, and swept backwards. Then she repeated the previous action, and before throwing a sword, she Smiling: "Let's go!"

Then she crossed her arms, looked at Osmanthus Island with a smile, and said: "Even if it takes a thousand years, I still like this kind of toughness best. The heroes and heroes seem to be stretching their necks all day long, shouting, "Come and chop me to death, come and chop me to death..."

On Guihua Island, Chen Pingan quietly held down the sword gourd. It was too late last time, but this time I finally raised my head in time and caught some clues.

When an old sword cultivator in the Golden Core Realm could only feel his mind wavering.

Chen Pingan has closed his eyes and feels the excitement of that sword with his heart.