Chapter 317: What if others are invincible?

On the quiet street, old friends meet again.

Hovering above a flying sword, stood Yu Zhenyi, who looked like a child. The sword under his feet was like glass, with a lustrous color.

He is the leader of the Hushan Sect and the righteous leader of the world. He practiced martial arts to the peak, resolutely gave up everything to practice the immortal arts, and finally made further progress.

Finally appeared in the capital after the first drum sounded in Guniu Mountain.

Leaving Guniu Mountain outside the capital, where the sky drum was beaten and ascended to the earth this time, the first person I saw was Zhong Qiu, the former brother of life and death.

Zhong Qiu seemed to have expected that Yu Zhenyi would stop him, and was not surprised. Instead of stopping, he continued to move forward, and did not stop until he was no more than twenty steps away.

Zhong Qiu smiled and asked: "Have you finished the Yuzhu fan? Will it be too soft to use it as a token of the future leader of the Hushan School?"

Just like a polite exchange between ordinary friends.

It’s like returning home on a snowy night, how can I have a drink?

Yu Zhenyi asked: "It has been three times, why?"

This is actually asking for punishment.

Zhong Qiu asked: "You are asking me why I saved Lu Fang and why I helped that Chen Ping'an?"

Yu Zhenyi, who broke through the barrier as a child, with those pair of Like the dark eyes in a deep pool, the ripples are slightly rippling, and for the first time, it is obvious that there is a real fire.

Yu Zhenyi said nothing, but the flying sword at his feet, which was connected to the master's mind, was filled with brilliance, becoming more and more magnificent and charming, like a piece of glass dropped from heaven to the world.

Zhong Qiu glanced at the Xianjia Feijian at Yu Zhenyi’s feet, looked away, and said calmly: “Don’t you already know the answer?”

Yu Zhenyi sighed slightly. , there was some nostalgia in my heart.

This is not because Yu Zhenyi has softened his heart, but because things have come to this point. Since Zhong Qiu is still stubborn after so many years, he has to harden his heart.

People say that Yu Zhenren and Zhong Guoshi broke up in their early years because of a beautiful woman who brought disaster to the country and the people. They really underestimated them.

Back then, the two of them had just become famous in the world, and it was precisely because they met a banished immortal that the two brothers parted ways.

At that time, Yu Zhenyi was determined to kill the banished immortal, but Zhong Qiu believed that the crime would not lead to death, and the risk was too high, so there was no need to risk everything. However, Yu Zhenyi still went alone to assassinate the banished immortal. At the moment of life and death, it was Zhongqiu who suddenly appeared and blocked Yu Zhenyi's fatal sword. Then, as Ding Ying told them in Nanyuan Kingdom, after the banished immortal was killed, two opportunities fell from him. , a fairy secret book that can lead to immortality, an indestructible glazed sword.

In the midst of the heavy rain, Yu Zhenyi held the golden and jade heavenly book made of unknown material in one hand, held the sword in the other, and looked up to the sky and roared.

Zhong Qiu left sadly.

Yu Zhenyi gently threw away the immortal sword and said that the two brothers can live and die together, and they also want to be rich and powerful together. From now on, thisThe rules of the world, no matter how high the temple is or how far away the rivers and lakes are, are all set by you if you like studying. I, Yu Zhenyi, yearn for immortality in the Tao and have cultivated the immortal method. I will help you protect it. I want to teach all the immortals in the world to obey orders and never dare to act recklessly again...

Zhong Qiu did not wait for Yu at all. After Zhenyi finished speaking, he just left straight away, letting the priceless magic weapon fall into the mud, and letting Yu Zhenyi's heartfelt words disappear in the heavy rain.

Knife-sharpener Liu Zong left the already ruined street and passed the corner. When he saw this scene from a distance, he was speechless. He hesitated for a moment, but still moved forward slowly without flinching. Before that, he didn't wait for an opportunity to escape.

Liu Zong believed what the young man said, and believed that the "child" wielding a sword in front of him, a real Yu Da who was supposed to fight Ding Laomo for eight hundred rounds, would be determined to intercept and kill his once best friend. Plant autumn.

The reason why I believe it is because the young Immortal can actually let Zhong Qiu take the initiative to give fists and help consolidate a certain state so that he can better cope with the next battle.

Zhong Qiu never behaves as he pleases, and his words and deeds must have their own rules.

Is Zhong Qiu a sanctimonious hypocrite, or a strategist who seeks the country and the world? No, Liu Zong has stayed in the capital of Nanyuan for so many years. Liu Zong knows exactly what kind of person Zhong Guoshi is. He is a true literary sage and martial arts master. He has both, and has mastered the master of foreign martial arts in this world. The summit has been raised a little higher by his own efforts, and Zhong Qiu has an extremely clear view of the difference between good and evil. The several turmoils in the capital that caused one-sided public opinion and public criticism in the world should have been killed in one fell swoop, which greatly pleased people's hearts. It saves worry and effort, but Zhong Qiu secretly ends the matter quietly, and handles it in such an upright and peaceful manner that Liu Zong, who is watching with cold eyes, would give a thumbs up and praise him as a true hero.

So when the young man said that he and Zhongqiu were "kindred spirits".

Liu Zong decided without hesitation, and the sharpening knife in his sleeve was enough.

In addition to being congenial, it also provides a glimmer of hope for oneself.

To be honest, there is no one in the world who is not curious about the strange relationship between Yu Zhenyi and Zhong Qiu.

Of course Liu Zong, the knife sharpener, was no exception. You should know that he was at the silk shop, chatting with the wives and aunts about the trivial things in the neighborhood. He heard about which old man had removed the ashes and who Who did the daughter of the family fall in love with? Widow Liu often heard cats meowing at home at night, and a man secretly went to Goulan and spent all his savings. The daughter-in-law was clamoring to hang herself. These parents were short-lived, and Liu Zong chatted more enthusiastically than the women.

The hand hidden in Liu Zong’s sleeve clenched the sharpening knife.

I haven’t yet asked who the night owl in Widow Liu’s house is. I can’t die here today!

Besides, after so many years of observation, the results of those candidates who are expected to become his own founders and close disciples have generally come to fruition.

Zhong Qiu looked at the child standing on the sword and stood in the wind, and sighed softly: "Yu Zhenyi, have you everHave you ever thought that you are still different from those who banished immortals? But if you keep going on this road, sooner or later, you will be them, and one day, another Zhao Zhenyi and Ma Zhenyi will come to kill you. You, they thought it was justifiable to kill you.

Yu Zhenyi shook his head, "Zhongqiu, don't you know? The place of ascension this time is still Guniu Mountain, but the number of people has changed. It is no longer ten people, but only three." , but these three people are qualified to select five, three and one person respectively from the true history of Lotus Flower Blessed Land, and fly away together. However, these nine people may become vassal puppets. I have deduced that Ding Ying , I, Zhou Fei, will be the three people with the greatest chance of finally ascending. ”

Yu Zhenyi then told Zhong Qiu about the ten finalists.

There are no more Lu Fang and Tong Qingqing.

Zhong Qiu He asked the most critical question directly and frowned: "You want to leave? "

Yu Zhenyi shook his head and said: "Of course I won't. Before the third drum sounds, I will not climb up to Guniu Mountain and automatically give up the opportunity to ascend. Just like the madman Zhu Lian back then, but he It is to be able to ascend in the physical body for the second time, and I want to prove to you that I, Yu Zhenyi, was right in killing the immortal man, and you were wrong to plant autumn. I want this world, and I will be safe for one day while I am alive. One day, it is meaningless for you to plant and mend autumn crops. "

This is a big statement, but Yu Zhenyi said it very lightly.

Zhong Qiu said with a smile: "Different minds and different paths.

Yu Zhenyi said slowly: "You have one last chance now. Join forces with me to kill the banished immortal Zhou Fei. Ding Ying will not stop you." At that time, you will be able to live to the end. As for whether you choose to go to Guniu Mountain and soar in the daytime, it is up to you. "

Zhong Qiu asked: "Then the rest of the people on the list are Liu Zong, Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan, General Longwu of the Northern Jin Dynasty Tang Tieyi, and Monk Yunni of Jingang Temple. Who will kill? Is it you, Yu Zhenyi, or Ding Ying? These people are not banished immortals. "

It seems that the two of them have been talking to each other, each saying his own thing.

Yu Zhenyi was furious, "When others say such stupid things, I only think of them as village women. , too lazy to care! You Zhongqiu, as the national master of Nanyuan Kingdom, don't you know that there is no change in the world that will not make you die in vain? ! "

Zhong Qiu smiled and nodded, "Of course I know that I have done a lot of things for the good governance of Nanyuan Kingdom over the years. But now I am just asking you about Yu Zhenyi. I am not asking about changes that have not happened in thousands of years. I am not asking about this world or the blessed land of lotus flowers that banished immortals. I am just asking you, Yu from Zhuo County in Songlai Kingdom. True meaning.

Yu Zhenyi sneered and said: "You are still stubborn, Zhong Qiu, you have been this virtuous since you were a child. No matter how many books you read and how many boxing exercises you practice, you are still the stinking stone in the pit." "

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Zhong Qiu smiled and said, "You, Yu Zhenyi, have changed a lot. "

Liu Zong was frightened when he heard this.

He was really afraid that Zhongqiu would nod and agree, but insteadCome over and join forces with Yu Zhenyi to strangle the four people on the list, including him. It's not like killing a chicken. Except that Yu Zhenyi has entered the transformation state, let alone Zhong Qiu is still the local snake of Nanyuan Kingdom, even if he Liu Zong, Cheng Yuanshan, Tang Tieyi , Monk Yunni joined forces, but still had no chance of winning.

Fortunately, Zhong Qiu is indeed the national master Zhong who admired Liu Zong deeply! < /p>

Yu Zhenyi stood on the flying sword,

Zhong Qiu did not turn around, and laughed loudly: "Liu Zong! I have been a neighbor in this capital for so many years, and I have never visited. It's not I look down on you, a knife sharpener, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. I, Zhong Qiu, will punch first, and you will hold the line. If the outcome is very different, you, Liu Zong, will run if you can and go directly to Monk Yun Ni. Don't feel embarrassed! "

The knife sharpener Liu Zong was stunned and murmured: "Mother, you are worthy of being a national master. This flattery makes me, Mr. Liu, feel so comfortable!"

Liu Zong, who is not afraid of death but never seeks death, will die if he takes one step, or he will be drunk to death!

Yu Zhenyi leaned forward slightly and floated out gently, his feet gently landed on the street, he waved his sleeves forward and said softly: "Let's go."

The flying sword behind him, with a sword light as clear as the glow of glass, drew a huge arc, broke through the wall, and then broke through the wall, and reappeared on this street with lightning speed, just avoiding the national master Zhong Qiu, until At Liu Zong, the knife sharpener behind him.

Yu Zhenyi strolled leisurely, walked forward leisurely, raised his hands and shook them, then put them behind him and said with a smile: "Zhong Qiu, aren't you known as the best in the world? Come on, let me If you don't fight back, you can punch as you like."

Zhong Qiu nodded, and then suddenly asked: "Can we go out to fight?"

Yu Zhenyi said with a smile: "Master Zhong. , you don’t have to worry about hurting innocent people, you don’t have the ability at all.”

Zhong Qiu laughed dumbly.

This guy, in the end of his cultivation of immortality, turned into a little kid with a loud voice. He really wants to learn about the magical powers of the so-called immortals.

Yu Zhenyi put his hands behind his back, indicating to Zhong Qiu that he could punch with all his strength.

Not only that, he also pointed his toes, hovering in the air, and was at the same height as Zhongqiu, making it easier for Zhongqiu to punch!

Zhong Qiu was not angry about this. He felt that he was being ridiculed, but his expression became more solemn.

Punch out.

Zhong Qiu’s fist stopped three feet in front of Yu Zhenyi’s childlike face.

That punch could only move forward inch by inch, extremely slowly.

Like an old man climbing a mountain, walking with difficulty.

The distance between the two people is only three feet, but there is a world of difference.

Yu Zhenyi, who put his hands behind his back, shook his head slightly, his eyes full of pity, "I never thought about planting autumn, but it's just like this.. ”

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Until Ding Ying appeared to put a final word on this mess, there was still no movement from Pink Vajra Horse, even if Tang Tieyi, Cheng Yuanshan, Zhou Fei, etc. Several masters left one after another, but Ma Xuan was still lying there.

The rivers and lakes are like this. People can drown in deep and shallow water, not to mention that as the old saying goes, those who swim well will drown. p>Ma Xuan's life was actually quite valuable. It should have been much more than five hundred taels of gold. In the martial arts world of Ouhua Blessed Land, such gold could only buy the life of a second-rate master or a county guard.

It seems that he has escaped the danger of being trapped in a tight siege and is facing off against the old man with the lotus crown, just one person. However, Chen Ping'an's palms are sweating. It has nothing to do with courage or state of mind. It is purely due to sweat. After Ding Ying appeared, the murderous intention was too strong. It is a person's instinct to avoid danger, but if you can face the difficulties, it is the real training of martial arts.

How difficult it is to deal with Ding Ying. You need to look at the flying sword fifteen between his fingers to understand.

Ding Ying smiled and said: "This is what the banished immortal calls his natal flying sword, right? It's a very new thing. It should be the first time it appears on the Ouhua Paradise territory. It's also very rare to enter here with a complete body and soul. No wonder you caused so many accidents, but it doesn't matter, because I, Ding Ying, am here in Lotus Flower Blessed Land. "

Chen Pingan said nothing, exhaled a breath, and put on the Yunzheng Daze style boxing stance.

Ding Ying looked around, and continued to hold the faint hand with two fingers of his right hand. The beautiful green flying sword then stretched out his left hand, "After chatting, it's time to take action. I'll try to see if I can kill you with one hand. "

Ding Ying glanced at Chen Ping'an's boxing frame, shook his head and said: "I advise you to change to a boxing frame that is more conducive to offense. I still hope to see some eye-catching martial arts. , otherwise if I take the upper hand, just like your previous fist fight to repel Lu Fang and Zhong Qiu, you will have no power to fight back. "

Ding Ying smiled and waved to Chen Ping'an, "You only hit ten punches at most before. You can definitely punch more. I'm curious, how many punches can you hit at most? You can feel free to use it, I will take it all! ”

Chen Ping’an really changed into a god-beating drum-style boxing frame, and his aura suddenly changed from a high mountain city to a tide cavalry.

Ding Ying smiled and nodded, still holding one hand He restrained the pocket flying sword and faced the enemy with only one hand, "Come! ”

In an instant, the street where Chen Pingan was standing suddenly collapsed into a huge pothole several feet in diameter, and the white robe disappeared.

Ding Ying nodded, fast enough.

No wonder Lu Fang, who was halfway to the level of sword master, was still in such a mess

Ding Ying blocked the fist of the young immortal with his palm. , just as he was about to tighten his fist, the fist force loosened, and the second punch was already directed towards his ribs.

Ding Ying knew in his heart that if it was as he guessed, this punch would be progressive. , speed, strength, and divine will are all the same. The most ingenious thing is the connection between fists and fists to avoid any mistakes.It can be avoided and can only be resisted. At first glance, it is just a small hilltop. But if an immortal uses his magical power to open up the earth thousands of miles away, he will find that the inconspicuous hilltop has the entire "in and out", and suddenly it is the ancestral mountain of the world.

Before the eight punches, Ding Ying did not move at all, and each time he just used the palm of his hand to resist the punch.

It was like a snow-white dragon was lingering around him, but no one was in sight.

On the ninth punch, Ding Ying took a step back and still blocked the punch towards the center of his eyebrow with his palm.

Ding Ying's seemingly simplest move actually contains the essence of nine martial arts he collected from various sects and gangs in Ouhua Blessed Land, not to mention the Jingxinzhai that looks like his own garden. , Yu Zhenyi's Hushan School, the boxing skills taught by Zhong Qiu to his direct disciples, Bird's Eye Peak and Spring Chao Palace, Cheng Yuanshan's avalanche style of spearmanship, the untold secrets of the eight-armed god Xue Yuan and other great masters, Ding Ying used various methods He got them all and used them for his own use. Some of them had reached the pinnacle of martial arts and were left intact. Others still had room for improvement. Ding Ying had nothing to do, so he helped perfect one or two.

The tenth punch.

Ding Ying moved a few steps laterally, but he smiled leisurely and said: "The only flaw in your boxing technique is that it hurts the enemy a thousand times and hurts you eight hundred. I want to see it." See how many punches you can hold, and how powerful the last punch is."

Chen Pingan just punched, his heart sinking into the bottom of an ancient well.

There were no spectators in this fight.

Because I don’t dare.

Ding Laomo is famous for his love of killing those who watch.

You guys who are not afraid of death like to watch from the sidelines, right? You like to point and clap at the side, right? You like to look shocked as if you have seen a ghost in the daytime, right? Every time Ding Laomo fights with someone, right? During the interval, those bystanders will be slapped into pulp, just like someone uses a fan to swat mosquitoes on a bad curtain or flies on the wall.

So the skinny monkey-like master of His Highness Crown Prince Wei Yan had just arrived not long ago and was originally hiding in the distance. When he saw that it was Old Demon Ding who took action in person, he evacuated as soon as possible.

But after all, there is only one Ding Ying. In addition, although people on the mountain tops such as Zhong Qiu and Yu Zhenyi don't like others to watch the fire from the other side, most of them don't care.

However, watching the life-and-death fights between second-rate masters is a big taboo among people in the martial arts world, because no one wants their own secret skills to be seen by outsiders. It is known to everyone on the road, so how can it be called the bottom of the box? The world of martial arts is not big, especially after becoming a first-class master, the world of martial arts becomes even smaller.

Between the two parties

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The distance is always within two arms, but with the eleventh punch, Ding Ying seems to have already Tasting the power of the god's drumming style, he intentionally or unintentionally distanced himself, and was knocked back more than a foot with a punch.

At that time, Lu Fang was seriously injured by ten punches. First, he was in a hurry and had no time to respond, but Ding Ying was ready from the beginning. Second, Lu Fang concentrated on practicing swordsmanship, and his kung fu was only On the sword, the body is far from theThe law is comparable to Ding Ying. Lu Fang's ten punches from Chen Ping'an were like an infantry encountering an elite cavalry in the wild. They collapsed at the first touch and were naturally defeated. And with the same ten punches, Ding Ying occupies a huge city with high walls and strong troops.

So it is not the real gap between Lu Fang and Ding Ying, but the gap is as big as a world of difference.

In the end, Ding Ying's ability to cope with the situation so easily is due to the lessons learned from Lu Fang and Zhong Qiu.

After the eleven punches, Ding Ying stood ten feet away. Before the next punch came close, he suddenly shook his sleeves and dispersed the fists lingering in his palms. Ding Ying joked: "Three or four more punches, I'm afraid I will be slightly injured."

The twelfth punch has reached the door, Ding Ying punches for the first time, and Chen Ping'an's divine drumming style A punch.

Chen Pingan took a few steps back, but the mystery of the god's drumming style was vividly demonstrated. Chen Pingan delivered the punch at a faster speed with an extraordinary trajectory and speed.

Ding Ying, who had no time to punch, had to raise his elbow with a slight delay and block it in front of him.

The tip of his elbow hit his chest.

Ding Ying flew backwards with a bang, but the zhenqi inside his robe helped to remove most of the punch's strength.

During the flash of lightning, Ding Ying noticed that his opponent seemed to be a little slower. , there is a weird little thing, who doesn’t know whether to live or die, and tried to sneak into the ground with a flying sword to find you. I found him, but I don’t know if he was shocked to death and suffocated underground.”

Sure enough, even though the young man had noticed it, he still didn't stop. The fifteenth punch came quickly and violently.

After one punch.

Ding Ying stepped back again and clamped Feijian Fifteen’s fingers, trembling slightly.

Ding Ying was not surprised but happy, but he kept it secret.

Ding Laomo, who has been the number one man for sixty years, may seem arrogant, but in fact, deep down in Ding Ying’s heart, he wants to obtain the purpose of this punch more than anyone else. Essence.

It is very likely that understanding this punch will make him more confident in accomplishing what he wants to do.

Conquer this side of heaven!

Ding Ying didn’t care at all that opening his mouth would cause a violent outpouring of energy all over his body. He smiled and said, “I asked Ya’er and Zhou Shi to bring out those four heads for you to see. That one The child, if I remember correctly, is called Cao Qinglang. It is really unfortunate for him to meet you, the banished immortal."

Even Ding Ying couldn't see clearly the face of Chen Ping'an, but the old man. You can clearly feel "a little bit" of that person's murderous intent.

It is not anger, or even the kind of crazy killing intent, but it is deliberately suppressed into a thin line, and then twisted into a grain.

This is a bit interesting.

This man's state of mind is unique among the immortals Ding Ying has seen and killed.

Ding Ying has learned a lot in his life and has no books.I once read this passage in a Taoist classic: Walking in the water, not avoiding the dragon, this is the courage of a boatman. Walking in the mountains and forests, not afraid of jackals and wolves, this is the courage of woodcutter and hunter. The white blade is held in front of the body, and death is regarded as life. This is the courage of a hero. Knowing that one's human resources are exhausted and remaining calm in the face of great difficulties is the courage of a saint.

If you want to be calm, you must first be calm.

What does it mean when manpower is exhausted? Even when Chen Ping'an was in front of him, he thought that the family in the small courtyard was dead, and that little thing might also be dead. On this premise, not only did he know that all guilt and regret were meaningless, he would only seek his own death. Only concentrate on specializing, and after knowing it, do it.

It’s not easy to know what you’ve done, but it’s even harder to do it.

But Chen Pingan did not disappoint Ding Ying.

There is no sloppiness in punching, and there is no restraint. On the contrary, even though he knows that every punch will only make Ding Ying better understand the god's drumming style, he punches without hesitation, injuring the enemy a thousand times and damaging himself. Eight hundred, either Ding Ying died under his own punch, or his meridians were severed, his soul collapsed, his flesh and blood shattered, and he died majestically in the process of delivering the last punch like a god beating a drum.

The sixteenth punch!

Ding Ying nodded lightly and laughed heartily. From the lotus with the high silver crown, brilliance poured down like a waterfall and spread all over his body.

This time Ding Ying only took three steps back and was unscathed.

Chen Pingan withdrew his fist and took advantage of the rebound of the punch to fly back several feet.

After standing still, he raised his arm and wiped the blood with the back of his hand.

Ding Ying had no idea of ​​switching between offense and defense, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you punch anymore? Judging from your appearance, you can still support at least two punches, at least."

Ding Ding Ying looked at the silent young man and raised his right hand, "Have you never thought that if you throw one or two more punches, you can make me loosen my fingers?"

Ding Ying He sighed, feeling a little regretful. If he didn't sacrifice the lotus crown, his intuition told him that it would be in danger, and it was very likely that both sides would suffer.

But there is no need to seek perfection in everything, these dozen punches are enough for him to figure out and study.

It can be seen that this punch is already the most lethal move of the young immortal.

Ding Ying felt that enough was enough, and it was time to get down to business.

Chen Pingan looked around.

Everything is so baffling.

But because of this, Chen Pingan felt that the anger in his heart was about to explode.

Just like when he was young, he saw Liu Xianyang lying on the hospital bed. After he left, he silently walked towards the covered bridge.

That feeling of despair, even after all these years, walking such a long way and practicing so much boxing, Chen Pingan still remembers it fresh.

The world is huge, you are alone, and then you encounter a big obstacle. You just can’t get over it. You will either die of depression or seek death. What else can you do?

At this moment, the sword-raising gourd on his waist is still banned.Generally, the first grade of junior high school cannot leave.

The golden robe on my body is still lifeless.

Fifteen, who is both a flying sword and a square-inch object, is always firmly bound between Ding Ying's fingers.

Fortunately, Chen Pingan is no longer the apprentice of the porcelain kiln.

Chen Pingan spit out a mouthful of blood, "Did you leave something behind and ignored it?"

Ding Ying laughed and said, "You mean the one you put on the table?" Sword? You want to get it and fight with me? But under my nose, do you think you can go there?" Ding Ying asked himself and shook his head: "As long as I don't want to. If you leave, you Chen Ping'an won't be able to walk ten feet away. I can already confirm that you are just a so-called pure martial artist who was banished to the immortal, and you are not a swordsman at all. Otherwise, I would not be able to trap this little flying sword at all. "

Chen Ping'an grinned and glanced at the Taoist crown on Ding Ying's head, "You have all the right time, place, and people, isn't it great?"

Ding Ying narrowed his eyes with murderous intent, "Oh? Boy, I'm not convinced, but what can you do?"

"What did you say before, 'come'?"

Chen Pingan stretched out his arm horizontally, "right?"

Ding Ying remained silent and sneered in response.

I thought that this very different banished immortal must be trying to fight to the death.

Just wait and see what happens.

Chen Ping'an thought silently in his heart, "Here comes the sword!"

From the side room of the courtyard, the sword energy alone weighed dozens of kilograms. The sword was instantly unsheathed.

As if following the rough footsteps of Chen Pingan's last outing, as if to demonstrate to this world, the long sword broke through the window like a white rainbow, left the yard, came to the alley, passed through the alley, and entered. Passing by Ding Ying on the street.

When Chen Pingan held this "white rainbow".

The long river of snow-white sword energy is still lingering in the world, with some twists and turns and some straight lines, but there is no sign of dissipating.

When Chen Pingan reached out and held the long qi sword.

The sword body is like frost and snow, the sword energy is also white, and the robe is even better than snow.

In this human world, Chen is invincible within an arm's length.

There is a sword at arm's length.

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