Chapter 577: There are so many sword immortals watching the battle

Pang Yuanji put his fingers together in front of him and said with a smile: "I don't have many flying swords, just one. Fortunately, it's fast enough. I hope I won't let you down."

On the street, the sword The Qi arose in clusters, and then it was like streams gurgling in, twisting and turning, without any structure, and finally they spread out and gathered into a river of sword Qi.

The sword intent was everywhere, and the drinkers in the wine shops on both sides clearly felt an icy chill slowly pouring in from the street.

The reason why Pang Yuanji was selected as a disciple by Master Yin Guan was obviously not due to luck, but because everyone knew that Pang Yuanji was indeed the most promising person to inherit the mantle of Master Yin Guan in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall for a hundred years. that person.

The place with the most monsters is where I draw my sword.

What sword cultivator is not fascinated by this realm?

For a sword cultivator, especially one who has the reputation of being an innate sword embryo, the quality of their own flying sword will indeed determine the level of their final achievements.

After Pang Yuanji said those words.

In large and small wine shops and restaurants, there was a continuous sound of booing and cheering, which was full of ridicule.

Pang Yuanji's natal flying sword is called "Guangyin". Time is like water, so the flowing water is invisible and the sword is invisible. If we talk about Qi Shou's most fundamental natal sword jumping beads, there is also a quantitative intuition Exposed, then Pang Yuanji's natal sword is really unreasonable. The most unreasonable thing is not only the power of the natal flying sword, but also that after having the "time" flying sword, Pang Yuanji is known as " "The sword can master all kinds of magic." The flying sword can not only temper the body, but also feed back the three souls and seven souls. Practicing magic techniques can get twice the result with half the effort. In addition, Pang Yuanji has shown amazing talent in Taoism since he was a child. He is also very sophisticated, so Pang Yuanji is also nicknamed "Pang Baijia".

Pang Yuanji does not have a robe, does not have the semi-immortal soldiers that Qi Shou brought along with his surname, and does not have any extra military armor pills.

Chen Pingan walked forward gently, his fists flowing like a waterfall. Walking on the street was like sailing against the current.

While walking, the pure martial artist's fist intention and the most refined and pure sword energy are about to collide together, making the group of people watching the battle who are not advanced enough to see the attack clearly. The face and figure of the blue-shirted swordsman, the scene on the street is like the bowl of wine, and the person is like a copper coin thrown into the wine. The drinker shakes the white bowl, so that people can't see the copper coin at the bottom of the bowl.

Ning Yao, who was always standing on the same spot, said softly: "In that fight, how did Chen Pingan win and why did Qi Shou lose? I will tell you some details later."

Yan Zhuo's eyes shone brightly, he stared blankly at the back, and said sadly: "As long as my brother is willing to take action, he can win against anyone in custody."

Then Yan Zhuo turned around and said with a smile: "Right, Sanqiu, who said, 'If you tell lies, you can knock down Qi Shou with one hand'?"

Chen Sanqiu said with a blank look on his face: "It should be Dong Heitan who said it" Yes."

Dong Huafu said angrily: "Tear your mother's balls off!"

Die Zhang is a little helpless. Among all the people, Dong Heitan is actually the one who has been with A Liang for the longest time. He is probably the only "extremely strong man" in the Great Wall of Sword Qi who has peed on A Liang, so Dong Heitan Either Menghulu doesn't speak, and whenever he starts to curse, it's all the dirty words he learned from A Liang. If the listener really cares, they will be laughed to death and angry to death.

A middle-aged swordsman quietly came to the dilapidated wine shop, sat next to the one-eyed bearded man, wiped the dust on the table, nodded with a smile and said: "The fist is pure, the fist is pure. Tong Xuan. It’s unimaginable that Cao Ci in his early years could win against this man three times in a row.”

The bearded man who had been kicked by Master Yin Guan before was not at all uncomfortable, but he was still drinking and hoarse. He said, "You're late. If you had seen Cao Ci practicing boxing on the city wall with your own eyes, you wouldn't be so surprised. I take it for granted that Cao Ci has achieved so much and broken through so quickly."

Speaking of this, the bearded man glanced at Chen Pingan, who was walking leisurely in the torrent of sword energy, "Of course, this young man is indeed very good. I also saw him in the past. Practicing boxing back and forth on the wall, at that time, I could not imagine that he would be at the level of martial arts he is today. Even if the boss swordsman said it at that time, I might not believe him."

That guy just came from Nan Po Suo Continent. The middle-aged swordsman who arrived here not long ago said with a smile: "I heard that he comes from Lizhu Cave in Aquarius Continent. I wonder if he has anything to do with Song Changjing, the great Li clan king."

The bearded man shook his head and said: "I don't know very well. He is obviously not very old, but at first glance he looks like an old bird who is used to fighting. How can you, a pure martial artist in the world, have so many fights that he can fight? Even if there are experts who can teach you how to fight. I can't imagine this unless I have been in the land of life and death many times."

"He doesn't look like a foreigner, but he looks like the most authentic young man from the Great Wall of Sword Qi."< /p>

The Sword Immortal man from Nan Po Sua Island raised his wine bowl, bumped it lightly with the other party, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "The world is big, and there is no one like me who doesn't like drinking. , only here, the alcohol addiction bug has also grown in his stomach."

The man twitched his lips, and this taciturn Jade Pure Realm sword cultivator rarely showed a bit of resentment. He sneered and said: "It's all the trend brought by that bastard. If you don't drink when you are single, you will be bachelor for tens of millions of years. If the Sword Immortal doesn't drink, Nascent Soul should take a walk."

The three fights are over.

The fourth game will begin soon.

It’s really enjoyable.

The little girl with some baby fat slapped the window sill with her hands, her face flushed, and she was very excited, "Did you see, did you see, do I have good taste? Don't be shy, say it loudly!"

No one paid attention to her.

This made the little girl a little annoyed, and suddenly found that Sister Dong next to her was a little abnormal.

She asked curiously: "Sister Dong, did you suddenly find out that Sister Ning has chosen such a good man? When you look at it again, you see that you are not young anymore. You have been picking and choosing, but there is no one suitable, so you It's very difficult in my heartAccept it? Then learn from me, speak out when you are happy, speak out when you are sad, and I will drink with you. I'll lend you some of my happiness!

Dong Bu was lying on the window sill, rubbing his face hard with both hands, sighing, and nodded: "It's hard for a thief. After so many years, nothing can compare to Ning Yatou." "

The little girl comforted: "Sister Dong, you are older. In this matter, there is no way Sister Ning can beat you. You are sure to win!" "

Dong Bu turned his head, reached out and held the little girl's neck, gently lifted it, and said with a smile: "Speak louder, I didn't hear clearly just now. "

The girl's feet were off the ground, extremely annoyed, and said angrily: "Sister Dong, from today on, you should show more respect to me. If you are not careful, I will be that Chen Ping'an's little daughter-in-law. When the time comes, you won’t be able to eat anymore and are walking around. If he sees that I bully you, he will get angry and beat you, just like I did Qi Shou. When the time comes, I won’t be able to stop you. I am powerless and can only watch. Sister Dong, you are bouncing on the ground.

Dong Bu poked the girl in his hand to the ground and said with a smile: "What nonsense? Go talk to Ning Yatou." "

The girl stood still and shook her shoulders, "I'm not stupid. Could it be that I really couldn't see the flirtation between him and Sister Ning? They were just talking casually. My mother often says that the man you can’t get is the best man in the world! Do I know that my mother was telling my father on purpose? My father looked as pitiful as if he had eaten shit every time. Swear, if you don't dare, hit him, if you can't beat him, you really want to get angry, it seems unnecessary. ”

Dong couldn’t hold the little girl’s head down, but asked her to “kowtow” and scolded her with a smile: “You’re young and don’t learn well, and you don’t have a good mouth. I’m really not afraid that your parents will beat you.” Butt blossom? "

After Dong Bu stopped, the girl wiped her red and swollen forehead with both hands. Without looking at Dong Bu, she clenched her fists and knocked heavily on the window sill, "Excuse me! I decided that after he defeated Pang Yuanji, I would learn boxing from him. If he didn't teach me, I would kneel at the door of Sister Ning's house, holding one and half incense, full of sincerity! When I learn boxing, haha, Sister Dong, please be careful when walking at night! ”

Even Dong Bu couldn’t do anything with the little girl.

He had a problem in his brain and couldn’t satisfy it with logic.

Dong Bu suddenly sighed: “ There are a lot of people watching the Sword Immortal fight. ”

Just as the little girl was about to speak, Dong Bu put his arms around her neck and pulled her towards him. The little girl tilted her head, rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and pretended to be dead. .

On the street.

The young warrior in green shirt and white jade hairpin did something strange.

Without the warrior’s strong body and good shape, He did not seek to "wad through the water" as quickly as possible to get closer to Pang Yuanji.

Instead, he shook his arms slightly, picked up a large pile of ordinary yellow paper talismans with his hands, and threw them out. Forty or fifty talismans of various colors were shattered instantly by the sword energy.

Almost all of them were shattered.p>

But Chen Ping'an continued like this, walking slowly and throwing talismans at a dizzying speed.

Pang Yuanji smiled, made a secret gesture with his fingers, and stepped on the gang.

In the distance behind Chen Pingan, ripples appeared, and a Pang Yuanji appeared.

On the roofs on both sides of the street, there are twelve more Pang Yuanji.

Every "Pang Yuanji" in the high place is either pinching Taoist secrets or applying Buddhist family seals. A talisman array appears under their feet. Between Pang Yuanji and Pang Yuanji, the talisman array and Between the talisman arrays, slender threads of different colors wander like dragons and snakes, connecting with each other and eventually forming a talisman array that covers the entire street.

Not only that, the two Pang Yuanji who stood in front of and behind Chen Pingan also began to move forward slowly. As they walked, they knocked at random, drew symbols, and hovered in the air, all of which were all kinds of strange things. Ancient seal script cloud patterns, numerous virtual talismans written in the air, the spiritual light of the talismans bloomed extremely brightly. Some talismans had rippling spiritual energy, some intertwined with thunder and lightning, some entangled with fire dragons, and so on.

For the last time, Chen Pingan threw out more than a hundred yellow paper talismans in one go.

In an instant, he stood still and raised his fist again. The strong fisting intention that was originally flowing through his body was like a sword returning to its sheath, and he used a restrained fist to deliver a swift and fierce punch.

The punch came out like a rainbow.

It vibrates like thunder and originates from the ground.

The river of sword energy on the entire street trembled with it.

The sword energy of the river, most of the sword intent, gathered around Yi Qingyi, like a heavy army surrounding a city.

The two Pang Yuanjis on the street continued to consolidate the talisman formation without stopping or fast.

Pang Yuanji did not watch the three games in vain.

This Chen Ping'an has too many tricks and they are endless. The key is that he is still hiding his strength.

For example, the left hand that has not yet really punched with all its strength.

Pang Yuanji still can't figure out how fast Chen Ping'an is.

In the battle with Qi Shou, Chen Pingan actually had many elaborate deceptions.

Under the Sword Immortal, except for Ning Yao, Pang Yuanji, and those Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators, they might just be able to watch the fun.

Pang Yuanji actually felt helpless deep down in his heart.

You, Chen Ping'an, are a pure martial artist and a qi practitioner in the lower five realms. You only have one flying sword that is your natal thing after the great training, and the other two imitation sword fairy flying swords that can scare people very much. , what's going on?

God knows if this guy will still hide a handful.

Pang Yuanji felt that that guy could do such an immoral thing.

In addition, Pang Yuanji became even more wary.

Those talismans smashed out by Chen Ping'an were actually accurately examining the various details of the sword energy river.

So Pang Yuanji gathered his sword energy without hesitation, and absolutely did not give him any more opportunities to investigate.

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After Chen Pingan and his party left Ning Mansion earlier.

On the martial arts field, Nalan Yexing, an old servant of the Ning family, has been diligently protecting the third generation master of the Ning family. He is now squatting on the ground, stretching out his five fingers and gently stroking the ground.

The old woman from the Yao family who came to Ning Mansion with her young lady in the early years, Bai Lianshuang stood aside and said angrily: "Old dog, why don't you go and look over there, something is wrong, how about it?" Is that good? Can you afford to lose your life?"

Nalan Yexing said calmly: "No matter how dangerous it is, can it be as dangerous as the battlefield in the south?"

Bai Lianshuangyu Angry, "People's hearts are evil. How can it be worse than fighting on the battlefield? Old dog Nalan! Do you really don't understand, or are you pretending not to understand?"

Nalan Yexing stopped his hands and raised his head, silent. Word.

Bai Lianshuang sighed and softened her tone, "Have you ever thought that a young man as promising as Mr. Chen would not need to spend so much energy if he were the legitimate daughter of any of the other major surnames in the Sword Qi Great Wall? I have already offered my sacrifice carefully, and when the comfortable Chenglong son-in-law comes to our side, the only two immortals in the Ning Mansion are you and me

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The Yao family still chooses to wait and see. Since even the Yao family has not expressed its position, this means that before something happens, no one will support our young lady and uncle. If something happens, it will be too late. "

Nalan Yexing said, "Yao Lao'er, I'm holding my breath in my heart."

Bai Lianshuang hesitated and asked tentatively: "Why don't we give it to our uncle? The betrothal gift leaked some news to the Yao family?"

Nalan Yexing rarely spoke forcefully to the old woman, so he turned around and said solemnly: "Don't mess with Chen Pingan, and don't insult the Yao family."

Bai Lianshuang nodded and for the first time did not retaliate.

Nalan Yexing explained: "Since you have said that Chen Pingan has chosen our lady, there is nothing we can do. It is up to Chen Pingan to convince others if he can convince us. If he cannot convince others, then Convince me!"

Bai Lianshuang complained: "I'm not asking you to get involved and help Chen Ping'an get out of the way, I'm just asking you to keep an eye on me to avoid any surprises. You kept mumbling for a long time. It didn't hit the point at all."

Nalan Yexing said helplessly: "Okay, then I will break the agreement and tell you the truth. I won't go out this time, so I can only stay here. It’s Chen Pingan’s intention to scratch his heart. Otherwise, I would have gone to a corner over there to drink.”

Bai Lianshuang asked doubtfully, “Has he already said hello to you?”

Nalan Yexing nodded and said: "Give me the courage, I don't dare to fool you on this kind of thing, right? It's Chen Pingan's own intention."

The old man stood up and said with a smile : "The reason is very simple. If there are no elders in the Ning family to go there, the Qi family will not have the shame to go there. As for the fight with Qi Shou, even if he loses, he will lose in a not ugly way. It is destined that Qi Shou will never feel If he really wins, if Qi Shou dares to disobey the rules, it will no longer be as simple as deciding the winner or loser, but at a certain opportunity, he will suddenly win by division.If he takes action with a deadly attitude and crosses the line, then he, Chen Ping'an, can force the ancestor behind Qi Shou to come out and clean up the mess. When the time comes, how much face and dignity the Qi family can take back from the ground depends on whether the people watching the battle agree or not. "

Bai Lianshuang fell into deep thought and thought carefully about these words.

Nalan Yexing said again: "You and Miss may not be clear yet. Chen Pingan came to see me twice in private. , once they asked Qi Shou, Pang Yuanji and Gao Yehou in detail about the three swordsmen’s flying sword names, their temperaments, their fighting habits, and their preachers. Fighting was divided into battlefield fighting and catching and fighting. , Chen Pingan asked them all one by one. The second time, I was asked to help imitate the flying swords of three people. They came to fight against each other with only one purpose. My sword must be one point faster than the flying swords of the three. Of course I won't refuse. It's in Chen Ping'an's room where it's hard to move around. Of course there's no need to hurt anyone, just stop there. Chen Pingan said with a smile that once he really lets go and punches with all his strength, he will at least let these proud men compete with Chen Pingan to win or lose. They couldn't help but ignore life and death. "

Bai Lianshuang had a weird look on his face.

Nalan Yexing's smile was even weirder, and he pointed in the direction of the stacked shop, "Are you still worried about Chen Ping'an? Shouldn't it be that Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji should give Chen Ping'an a headache? With such an opponent, once the level difference between the two sides is equal, Chen Pingan will probably be disgusted to death. Chen Ping'an took a lot of beatings. You, Bai Lianshuang, have punched before, so you don't know?

Nalan Yexing walked slowly in the night, feeling comfortable, "This boy, please be easy to talk to and understand etiquette. When he comes to my side, after helping him feed the sword, we both drank a little wine." Son, the boy said more difficultly. Didn't you see that at that time, Chen Ping'an had drunk wine, took off his boots, and sat cross-legged like me? The look in his eyes at that time, Plus what he said and what the situation was like. "

Nalan Yexing showed a somewhat nostalgic look.

Ning Mansion really needs a male master, otherwise it will be too boring.

Bai Lianshuang He glared and said: "When we meet, call him Mr. Chen! On my side, you can call me uncle. Are you talking about Chen Ping'an? Who can borrow your courage? ! ”

Nalan Ye Xing was so frustrated that he finally earned some face with Chen Ping’an, but with this old lady, he gave back every bit of it.

Nalan Yexing had already prepared a draft, “Of course I think about it, but if the third fight is between Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and Gao Yehou, it would still be a bit difficult for one of these three to jump out.” . Let’s just talk about Qi Shou, who has the greatest possibility. As long as this little brat doesn’t rely on him, Chen Ping’an and him will have a good fight. ”

As expected.

Both old men clearly sensed the strong aura of an ancient sword, echoing on the street beyond the Diezhang store.

Then the fairy sword that Chen Pingan placed in the wing of the small house left Ning Mansion on its own.

The old woman kicked Nalan Yexing on the knee, "Why don't you go and check the situation! With the crow's mouth, Qi Shou has clearly unsheathed the tall candle."

Although Nalan Yexing's face remained as usual, he was actually a little anxious in his heart. In a normal sparring, regardless of life or death, why would there be a need for a semi-immortal soldier to confront an immortal soldier?

Nalan Yexing no longer cared about any agreement.

It's just that the old man didn't expect that she would be in trouble. Instead, he calmed down. Although his expression was solemn, Bai Lianshuang still shook his head and said: "Forget it. We have to believe that my uncle has already expected this."

Nalan Yexing asked tentatively: "You really don't need me to go?"

The implication is, of course, what should I, Nalan Yexing, do if something goes wrong over there? You, Bai Lianshuang, can do whatever you want, but you can never blame him for neglecting his duty.

Bai Lianshuang nodded, "I said so!"

Nalan Yexing glanced at her.

The old woman said angrily: "Old dog - watch your dog eyes!"

Nalan Yexing knew that she was not in a good mood at the moment, so he endured it.

Anyway, if you don’t care about her, it won’t be a matter of a year or two.

Not long after, a Jindan sword cultivator came in a hurry and landed on the martial arts field. After saluting the two seniors, he said, "Chen Ping'an has won three games. The three of them are Ren Yi." , Pu Yu, Qi Shou."

This Jindan swordsman who is nearly a hundred years old but has a young appearance is named Cui Wei. He is an anonymous disciple of Nalan Yexing. Nalan Yexing is not serious. Cui Wei has always abided by the etiquette of master and disciple. In fact, for more than ten years, he was implicated in the great disaster in Ning Mansion and his life was extremely unhappy. Cui Wei still did not change his original intention.

The old woman cheered loudly.

Nalan Yexing asked: "Chen Ping'an was seriously injured? Then why didn't you protect him just to be the first to take credit?"

Cui Wei smiled and said: "Look It looks like there will be another fight. After I tell the news, I have to go back to watch the fight." Nalan Yexing grabbed Cui Wei's shoulder and said, "Tell me the details of the three fights. Come on!"

Cui Wei smiled bitterly and said: "Master, in the fourth fight, Chen Pingan was fighting Pang Yuanji, and it was Chen Pingan who took the initiative to invite the fight. It would be a pity not to see it when I came to Ning Mansion. , and found that two senior swordsmen from Beiju Luzhou had been rushed there temporarily." Nalan Yexing asked: "What about Gao Zhu?"

Cui Wei smiled knowingly. , "Sword Immortal Gao Kui made the final decision and revealed the secret of heaven, so Qi Shou just held the sword, but did not draw it out. He had already put away the sword and walked away."

The old woman had no time to be happy, and her face changed slightly, "What? Brother-in-law." Are you going to fight Pang Yuanji again?"

Nalan Yexing smiled, "I'm relieved."

The old woman pointed, "Go and watch!" /p>

Nalan Yexing shook his head and said: "No need to go, defeating Qi Shou has already proved that Chen Pingan is not onlyIf you know what you are doing, your punches will be more accurate. "

As for the unnamed disciple Cui Wei, we still need to talk about the style of our predecessors.

But Nalan quietly moved his feet during the night walk.

The old woman waved Waved his hand, "Cui Wei, please go and keep a closer look. Seeing that the situation is not good, use the flying sword to send a message to Ning Mansion. "

Cui Wei hurriedly left with his sword.

The sparring on the Great Wall of Sword Qi was an earth-shaking match between the two sword immortals. The sword qi of both sides covered the sky and the sun, of course. Not to be missed.

But Cui Wei doesn't think that the battle between Chen Pingan and Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji is not exciting.

In fact, it is very exciting. The four upper-level sword immortals, including Gao Kui, would not drink there.

In addition, Cui Wei, the sword immortal who came one after another to witness the last junior competition. It was even speculated that there would be dozens of sword immortals gathered on that street in the end.

When Cao Ci from the Divine Continent of Middle Earth appeared on the Great Sword Qi Wall, there was a conflict. How many sword immortals were willing to show up?

Although this has a lot to do with the fact that Cao Ci's martial arts level was not high at that time and he was quick to punch the enemy. But aside from all the reasons, just talking about the number of people watching the sword fight, the one who just arrived at the sword. Chen Ping'an, who had only been mad at the Great Wall for a few days, had unknowingly gone after someone from back then, but the latter was a chaotic fight with nothing to do with heroism or swordsmanship.

The old woman murmured: "It would be great if the master and his wife were still here. "

Nalan Yexing was speechless and could only sigh.

The old woman rubbed her eyes and said with a smile: "It's fine now. ”

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On the top of the Jianqi Great Wall, there are two thatched houses, large and small, adjacent to each other.

A man with a face like a crown jade The young man walked out of the small thatched hut and came to the nearby northern city. Looking at the northern city, he smiled and said: "Senior Zuo, Lord Yin Guan all ran over to join in the fun. You really don't want to take a few glances? "

On the top of the city, there is a man sitting cross-legged, with a sword across his knees, closing his eyes and concentrating. There are criss-crossing and sharp sword energy all around, which suddenly appears and disappears. Fortunately, the man standing next to him was the Fengxue Temple Sword Immortal Wei Jin.

Wei Jin was an unparalleled genius in the continent after Li Tuanjing of Aquarius Continent and before Ma Kuxuan. As for the three people who came after him, they were recognized as such. Li Tuanjing, who had only reached the peak of Nascent Soul as a swordsman before his death, was actually not inferior to Wei and Jin in terms of qualifications, but unfortunately he was trapped by love and lost the possibility of becoming the first Immortal Realm swordsman in the history of Aquarius Continent. Therefore, overall In terms of performance, it is still not as good as the Wei and Jin Dynasties. However, Ma Kuxuan, a military strategist from Zhenwu Mountain and Baopingzhou Mountain, all believe that the qualifications should be slightly inferior to those of Li Tuanjing and the Wei and Jin Dynasties. It is just that the opportunity of the road is too good, and the final achievements in the future may be It was even higher than that of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. As for the previous owner of Fenglei Garden, Li Tuanjing, since he had already passed away, everything was over.

He never opened his eyes and said with an indifferent expression: "There is nothing to see. Yes, there is no point in fighting for victory at the moment. ”

Wei and Jin knewSenior Zuo had a temper, so he was not too taboo with his words. He smiled and said, "This really doesn't seem like the attitude a senior senior brother should have towards his junior junior brother."

He shook his head left and right and said, "I have never done that. I have admitted this. Besides, according to the rules of the Taoist tradition, if he has not hung up the portrait of the ancestor and bowed his head in incense, he is not considered my junior brother in the first place."

Wei Jin is no longer there. say what.

Senior Zuo is a man of few words. It seems that asking him to say a word is more difficult than using a sword to fight the enemy.

The two sword immortals, Zuo Zuo and Wei Jin, one comes from the Middle Earth Divine Continent and the other comes from the Aquarius Continent, and Zuo Zuo has been far away from the sight of the world, like lonely ghosts wandering on the vast sea. Maybe, for more than a hundred years, the two were originally incompatible with each other, except that they both knew A Liang and Chen Ping'an.

Both left and right are quite fond of Wei Jin's swordsmanship and character. This young man Wei Jin, who had received a lot of favor from A Liang, is considered to be the only one left among the many sword cultivators on this side of the Great Sword Qi Wall. How willing to say a few more words.

However, Wei Jin was only a swordsman who had not long entered the Jade Pu Realm. On the other hand, Zuo was already famous in the world a hundred years ago. Wei Jin called Zuo Senior, which was very real.

Wei Jin felt a little emotional.

Every sword cultivator will have a sword immortal that he admires the most.

For example, at the Fairy Terrace of Fengxue Temple, his master, whose cultivation was not high but would be respected by the Wei and Jin Dynasties for a lifetime, had always admired Li Tuanjing, who suppressed Zhengyang Mountain with one person's power. My wish is to have the opportunity to ask Li Tuanjing about the art of swordsmanship. Even if Li Tuanjing only says one word, I will have no regrets in this life. Unfortunately, the master was thin-skinned and had low cultivation, so he was never able to fulfill his wish. When he was wandering around the rivers and lakes in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, he met the "swordsman" wearing a bamboo hat by chance, and broke through seclusion. Then he wanted to become a swordsman and the master's disciple. When I asked Jian Feng Lei Yuan, Li Tuanjing had passed away.

For Wei Jin, his life is always like this. What he doesn't ask for may come to him in full, but what he asks for hard will be fleeting and go further and further away.

Fortunately, when we arrived at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Wei and Jin's mood became much brighter.

Here are the eldest swordsmen who have lived alone on the Great Sword Wall for thousands of years, and those who came from Luzhou in the north to die generously. There are about a lot of seniors who have cultivated a lot.

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In the previous battle, one person on the left and right held a sword, and went deep into the hinterland of the demon army, using their sword energy to clear the way at will, without the need to draw their swords at all. When the magic weapon is close to the body, it turns into powder on its own.

It wasn’t until they met the big demon that they picked out at first glance that they started fighting.

That fight between gods and immortals affected countless fish in the pond. Anyway, there were monsters within a hundred miles.

Absolutely gorgeous.

With just one battle, Zuo Zuo became the most popular outsider among the local sword cultivators on the Sword Qi Great Wall.

After the battle, left and right were sitting alone on the top of the city drinking wine. After the boss swordsman Chen Qingdu showed up, he said somethingHe said, "The swordsmanship is not high enough."

Even when facing the Dinghai Shenzhen, whom A Liang respected as the boss swordsman, he only answered one sentence, "The swordsmanship is not high enough." ”

At that time, Chen Qingdu clasped his hands behind his back, turned around and walked away, shaking his head and smiling: “How could the most adaptable old scholar teach a student like you?”

About. Too lazy to talk.

The reason is simple, you can’t beat this old man.

Otherwise, he would have to speak with his sword, so that the most senior prisoner of ten thousand years must be more polite when talking about his husband.

Wei Jin looked down at his open palms and said with a smile: "In the first match, Chen Pingan won easily. His opponent was a Dragon Gate sword cultivator."

There was silence for a moment, but he still didn't open his eyes. He just frowned and said, "Dragon gate sword cultivator?"

Wei Jin thought that senior Zuo was dissatisfied that Chen Ping'an's opponent was too low-level, so he said, "The second game is You have a young golden elixir." Unexpectedly, Zuo Zuo frowned, "It's only ten years? Is it enough to be able to practice Longmen swordsmanship?"

The mood is a bit complicated.

Does Senior Zuo have too little confidence in his junior brother?

Wei Jin quickly remembered something. It seems that when Senior Zuo was studying under Wen Sheng, his level was indeed not high, and he was not an innate sword embryo.

Shou Zuo said calmly: "You don't need to tell me about the battle situation."

Wei Jin just took charge of the mountains and rivers by himself.

Left and right continued to hone his sword intention with the awe-inspiring sword intention of the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi.

When you are young, it is not a good thing to not focus on studying and be distracted by martial arts and sword practice.

After experiencing too much, it is difficult to absorb some simple truths when you turn back to study.

My mind is full of thinking about how to get along harmoniously with this world, and I am selective about the knowledge that I can use and the knowledge that can solve my urgent needs. Only then is it considered good knowledge. No matter how much you know about this kind of knowledge, , for ordinary people, it is naturally of great benefit. After all, we are individuals, and we all have to have peace of mind. But for my husband's students, especially the closed disciples... it is of little significance.

Wei Jin was silent for a long time. After watching the second fight, he noticed the slight strangeness around him and couldn't help but ask: "Since Senior Zuo still cares about him, why don't you want to see him even once?" ?”

Zuo frowned and said, “I said, I don’t think he is my junior brother.”

That young man could be my husband’s disciple, or Qi Jingchun. Even so, it does not mean that he is the junior brother in his heart.

Otherwise, why would he call himself Senior Brother and treat Cui Chan, the acknowledged first disciple of Literary Sage, as nothing?

To take a step back, is there any junior brother in the world who only cares about having sex with his young wife while leaving his senior brother alone?

I don’t treat you as my junior brother. How dare you not treat me as your senior brother?By?

Wei and Jin quietly watched the war from a distance.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, squinted his eyes, and looked up at the main street of the city.

Wei Jin held back his laughter and said nothing.

At this moment, the Qi family member happened to draw his sword out of its sheath.

Shuo quickly closed his eyes.

Wei Jin smiled knowingly.

Literary sages are the most reasonable.

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Elsewhere in the Sword Qi Great Wall, Master Yin Guan Yu Feng fell under the city head, jumped up, stepped on the wall, and walked upwards.

The steps seemed unhurried, but they reached the top of the city in an instant. An old swordsman from Beiju Luzhou who was stationed in the nearby area saluted with clasped fists.

Lord Yin Guan nodded, stood on the northern city wall, took a big step, and came to the southern city wall. He reached out and grabbed his two braids and lifted them up. , staggering, slowly rising into the sky.

Then she frowned, reluctantly, turned around to fight the wind, and shot like an arrow towards the city at her feet. The entire thick sea of ​​clouds above her head was suddenly dispersed, and in an instant, She appeared next to a hut, "What are you doing? I didn't drink!"

An old man put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Let me discuss something with you."

Yin Guan said: "I haven't drank, and I haven't had the strength to fight recently. I won't go south."

The old man smiled and said: "You are so naughty and naughty, do you really not plan to get married in the future?"

Master Yin Guan, who was wearing a loose black robe, looked like a little black cat with fried hair at the moment.

The big sleeves are fluttering, and dark clouds surround the little girl.

It turned out that when the old man was speaking, he was already standing beside her, bent down and reached out to hold her little head.

The fluttering black robe suddenly became loose. She lowered her head and moved around, saying in a deep voice: "You have something to say!"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Play by yourself. Go. It’s okay.”

She said angrily: “Chen Qingdu! You’re just teasing me!”

Chen Qingdu said with a smile: “Listen to our Lord Yinguan. A little unconvinced?"

Her face was gloomy.

The next moment.

First, there was the Great Sword Qi Wall near the hut, and then a small world suddenly appeared.

Then almost all the sword cultivators on the city felt a vibration in the entire city.

In that small world.

The eldest Sword Immortal held down Lady Yin Guan’s head with one hand. The latter’s feet were dangling in the air and her back was leaning against the city wall. She was filled with murderous aura, but she could not break away.

Chen Qingdu said calmly: "It's not that I can't take care of you, but I feel guilty that I don't bother to take care of you. You are young and ignorant, so I am extra tolerant to you. Remember No?"

Yin Guan was silent for a long time and nodded.

Chen Qingdu let go of his hand and Yin Guan slipped to the ground.

The old man said: "Go and play."

Yin Guan said oh, turned around, and swaggeredSwinging away, his sleeves flew up.

The old man stopped and looked at the wild world in the south.

Smiled.

The world is like wine, drunk in front of flowers, drunk under the moon, drunk in me for thousands of years.

Chen Qingdu glanced back to the north.

When the realms are not much different, it’s okay to be an enemy of that kid and not be too narrow-minded.

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The talisman has no use.

Chen Ping'an also has three flying swords, Shishi, Songzhen, and Xilei, which can determine for himself the many falsehoods and realities of Pang Yuanji's natal flying sword.

The two Pang Yuanjis on the street also responded easily. One of them stopped, separated his mind, controlled three rays of sword energy, and entangled Chen Ping'an's three flying swords.

The other person controls the sword energy, consuming Chen Ping'an who keeps punching, the martial arts true energy and the condensed fist intention.

As for the twelve Pang Yuanji on the roof, they began to build a new talisman array.

Pang Yuanji chose the stupidest way, step by step, turning the entire street into his own little world.

Just like a saint sitting in an academy or a god sitting in a mountain, your cultivation level will reach a higher level!

Using the Nascent Soul Sword to cultivate the sword in the end, the winner can be determined instantly.

The other party was obviously aware of Pang Yuanji's thoughts.

Unfortunately, it seems that there is nothing he can do. Even the momentum of his punches has made the onlookers tremble with fear. The fists, swords and energy collided again and again, causing the entire street ground to be shattered.

However, there was a tacit understanding between the two sides. No matter how everything turned upside down, Pang Yuanji's sword energy did not enter the wine shop at all, and the same was true for Chen Ping'an's fist strength.

Just when Pang Yuanji was about to complete his work.

The young martial artist finally no longer had any reservations.

In the blink of an eye, he opened the river with his fist and arrived in front of Pang Yuanji.

Not only that, but a snow-white and rainbow-colored flying sword suddenly appeared without any warning, and flew towards Pang Yuanji who was behind him and was using his sword energy to deal with three flying swords.

This is nothing.

Wearing white clothes, he rises from the ground, and the Yin God travels far away in the sky.

Pang Yuanji was beaten to pieces by the punch.

The first flying sword smashed the second Pang Yuanji.

And Chen Ping'an's Yin God suddenly hovered, condescending, using the upside-down Yunzheng Daze style, and his fists were like heavy rain, spreading all over the roofs, every one of them Pang Yuanji.

At the same time, Chen Pingan's real body, who was holding back his fists on the street, crouched slightly with his knees, like a collapsed and closed boxing frame, bursting out with a punching intention that had never been shown on Chen Pingan's body, like spring thunder. There was an explosion, the dragon moved its spine, and a street beneath his feet collapsed and sank almost from beginning to end. Chen Ping'an was at a high place, already over the top of his own Yin Shen's head, delivering the pinnacle punch of his life-level fist to somewhere.

In the sky above the city, first the fist intention went straight away, like a knife cutting through white paper.

Then there was movement, everyone’s headTop, rumble.

Pang Yuanji appeared out of thin air. Facing the fist coming straight, he drew back his flying sword in an instant, and a golden figure several feet tall appeared. His arms were crossed, blocking Pang Yuanji. In front of you.

The Dharma is not majestic and spectacular, but the golden light is as thick as water.

Pang Yuanji and the Golden Body Faxiang were pushed back to a higher place.

When Pang Yuanji stabilized his figure, the golden statue of Dharma suddenly turned into heaven and earth, became tens of feet tall, and stood behind Pang Yuanji, holding a seal in one hand and a giant sword in the other.

Chen Pingan stepped on the first and fifteenth grade of junior high school.

Faced with such a magnificent vision, we did not retreat but advanced, climbing high at an extremely fast speed.

At the window, outside the wine shop, heads stretched out their necks one by one, looking dumbfounded.

These two guys were fighting a little lawlessly.

Yan Zhuo said softly: "Ning Yao, don't you want to persuade him? There is really no need to go to such trouble. Pang Yuanji is not a bad person, and Chen Ping'an is an even better person. If it were Qi Shou, I wish Chen Ping An punched Qi Shou's brains out. If he continues like this, he would be dead."

Ning Yao said angrily: "I can't persuade him."

Whether it is A Liang or the boss swordsman, Sister Ning is very impressive to them. What's more, Sister Ning is sensible early. Even those two have never treated Sister Ning as a child. He is also the first among them, and the only one to this day, who can talk about important things with A Liang and the boss Sword Immortal. In this regard, Dong Huafu's sister admitted that she was far inferior to Ning Yao.

Ning Yao added: "I don't want to persuade."

Dong Huafu quickly felt relieved. This is what Sister Ning would say.

Pang Yuanji raised his hand high and pressed it down heavily.

The golden body behind him, as tall as a mountain peak, held a mysterious seal intertwined with thunder and lightning, and he shot it down.

I saw the young warrior breaking the seal with one punch. He still had some strength left and punched Pang Yuanji!

Pang Yuanji was unmoved and wiped horizontally with both fingers.

Fa Xiangzhi's sword swept out, and the giant sword hit the young man in green shirt's waist hard.

Chen Ping'an's feet were firmly rooted. Instead of being swatted away and falling to the ground, he was only moved laterally by the sword for more than ten feet. When the strength of the giant sword in Faxiang's hand weakened slightly, Continue to lean up and punch again with your left hand.

This scene made all the sword cultivators under the Earth Immortals feel numb on their scalps and chills on their backs.

The seal condensed again, and the giant sword was raised high again and dropped.

Chen Pingan disappeared out of thin air twice, came to a slightly higher place between Pang Yuanji and the golden body, and punched Pang Yuanji's real body on the head.

A bang.

Pang Yuanji crashed straight into the street from the air. No one was seen, dust was flying, and he didn't show up for a long time.

Wearing a green shirt, he stepped on two flying swords and slowly landed on the street. One left arm drooped, and there was no need to say more about his right hand.

The sword fairy happened to be next to me.

He stood on the edge of the pit, covered in blood, and slowly turned his head to look at his beloved girl in the distance.

The young swordsman in blue shirt and white jade hairpin gently pressed the hilt of the sword fairy with his bare palm, winked at her, and smiled brightly.

(End of this chapter)