The Great Sword Immortal Yue Qing wears a garment factory standard robe, with a sword "Hongzhen Wuyue" hanging on his waist, but compared to this semi-immortal weapon that can easily not be sheathed, Yue Qing is actually more I like the standard long sword forged by the Jianfang, so the sword I am holding in my hands at the moment was made by the Jianfang. Many sword immortals and earth immortal sword cultivators here on the Great Wall of Sword Qi still like to use the custom of wearing robes of clothing workshops and forging swords in sword workshops. Yue Qinggong is the most outstanding.
The female swordsman Zhou Cheng is still swinging there. A long time ago, the young man who said he wanted to visit his hometown died in the hands of the so-called hometown people because of her. Zhou Cheng did not wear a sword. The golden silk swords passed down from generation to generation by the masters around her were her unsheathed swords.
The young and handsome Jade Pure Realm Sword Immortal Wu Chengpei has red eyes and a twisted face. Well, well, there are a lot of great demons today, many familiar faces and many new faces.
South Posuzhou Sword Immortal Yuan Qingshu and local sword Immortal Gao Kui stood side by side. Gao Kui looked solemn and told Yuan Qing Shu from his heart the origins of some legendary monsters. This time in the wild world The great demons that had been hiding in Tibet for countless years came out in full force and gathered on the battlefield in the south. This was an unprecedented situation, especially the fourteen great demons at the front on the southern land. These "Mountain Pictures" were at the forefront of the first edition of the old almanac, and they will not be recorded in the many published versions that later spread throughout the world. Even Gao Kui confessed that he had never seen anyone live with his own eyes. This time it was better, it would be easier for the wild world to gather them all at once.
Yuan Qingshu took off a sword-raising gourd and drank. Every time Gao Kui told about the ancient origin of a big demon, Yuan Qingshu took a sip of the wine and used the name of the big demon to accompany the wine. The taste was excellent.
Han Huaizi, the leader of the Taihui Sword Sect, was resting his mind with his eyes closed. He put his palm against the hilt of his sword and tapped it lightly from time to time. Standing next to him was the leader of the Duckweed Sword Lake Sect who also came from Luzhou, Beiju. Li Cai.
Li Cai’s eyes shone, good guys, they all look good at fighting.
There are two foreign travelers who are less like swordsmen and more like fishermen and woodcutters, a pair of close friends on the Aaizhou Mountains, fellow practitioners, swordsmen Zhang Shao and Li Ding, who were originally feeling a little heavy. The two looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and both had the will to die.
Zhao Gezhen sat on the spot and looked back. Cheng Quan should have been sitting on the top of the city in the north, but he was severely injured by the big demon and fell into a state of disgrace. Because he was not a sword cultivator in the fifth level, he had to curse and leave. Zhao Gezhen looked away and laughed heartily. He and Cheng Quan had been fighting for this and that since they were children, competing for the higher level, the quality of the flying sword, and the killing power. , but also to win the favor of the woman he likes, Cheng Quan has always won the most, what happened now? Now that I am not only at a higher level, I just want to fight to die first. You, Cheng Quan, a little Nascent Soul, don’t even have a chance. You, Cheng Quan, just sit there and eat ashes.
When we get down there, I’ll go see her first and make you Cheng Quan so angry.
Nalan Yexing was a little annoyed. These beasts in the wild world couldn't wait a while before looking for death? When he returns to the fairyland,When the beasts died under Nalan Yexing's flying sword, wouldn't they be able to die more happily?
It’s just that Nalan Yexing was also a little puzzled. The other party’s posture looked a bit strange. In the past, the army that was as vast as a swarm of locusts in the sky and as dense as rats and ants on the ground had not yet gathered together. Could it be that the barbaric world has become a mess? Do you want to attack the city with the help of these naked demons? My uncle's drinks haven't been sold to the wild world, so why are these big monsters' brains broken?
Han Huaizi smiled slightly, looking free and high-spirited.
After this battle, I, the Taihui Sword Sect, feel no shame.
Master Yin Guan was gearing up, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and murmured: "At first glance, it looks like they are going to fight each other. After this fight, as long as you don't die, you can not only drink, but also drink." I can still drink enough."
There was a swordsman squatting on the edge of the wall, stroking the corners with his hands, his expression indifferent, and there was still a faint feeling of remembrance that involves life and death.
A swordsman opened a jug of wine, thinking something in his mind, slowly poured the wine, and then threw the jug out of the city.
The old deaf boy had no expression on his face. He was just thinking about when he could walk down to the top of the city and go back to his den. The wind was really strong on this side of the city.
Mi Hu looked solemn. This time, it could be said that the person who came was extremely evil.
Li Tuimi in the Immortal Realm couldn't help but smile bitterly. Come on, this time, it's no longer that little fat Yan who has gained weight and can eat meat. Looking at the other party's posture, he is also the plate of Chinese food.
I saw that on the vast land south of the city head, there were a line of rows, with a total of fourteen seats, but the heights were different, and the size of the seats was even more different, just like the weirdest ancestral hall in the world. .
This is different from the seating arrangement in Haoran Tianxia’s Patriarch Hall.
Except for the fourteen big monsters that looked very strange, the other so-called big monsters, familiar faces on the Sword Qi Great Wall in the past hundred years, now seemed less big monsters. Originally, every time on the battlefield These prominent entities that attract the most attention and attract the most flying swords are now standing behind the line obediently.
This is the rule of the Wild World. It is simple, rough, and direct. It is more straightforward than the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As for the Haoran World, which likes to be vain and naive, it is even more incomparable.
Chen Qingdu clasped his hands behind his back and chuckled softly: "My swordsmanship is high enough, and when I look at the picture in front of me, it is a breathtakingly beautiful and magnificent artistic conception. I always feel that if I use my sword casually, it can fall into place, left and right. , what do you think?"
He stretched out his hands to hold the sword, "I never thought about it so much when I drew the sword."
Chen Qing glanced further to the south. He is the master of this world. If he doesn't show up on his own initiative, he can't be found even if he is a little far away.
Chen Qingdu withdrew his gaze and looked at the guys who were making noises when they appeared in the battle. Some of them had dealt with each other before. Of course, due to various reasons, such as good luck, He escaped quickly, had rough skin and thick flesh, so he didn't get hacked to death by himself. But it’s been a long timeWhat happened before, it’s hard to say whether there are any stories “long after”.
The result of previous deductions was that by gathering the combat power of half of the wild world, one could conquer the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In fact, this was not a scare statement.
That’s the truth.
It’s just that these beasts, old and young, like to fight in their dens. In addition, the old immortal guy keeps dying and never appears. Without the backbone of the leader, especially no one can really After all, what was holding him back, Chen Qingdu, was loosened. Many siege battles where victory was certain, but if they were fought a little fiercely, and the muscles and bones were injured, a big demon would lead his army to retreat without permission, leading the army to retreat. The tribal monsters go back to recuperate, or the great swordsmen go deep into the enemy's territory and kill a certain big monster, and the other big monsters start to occupy the power of the dead big monster, not caring that it will be useless after the attack is successful. The Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Therefore, there was only one time in history, and it was considered the most dangerous time. It was in the Hall of Heroes in the wild world, the rat's nest that Chen Qingdu called, where nearly half of the thrones had their own. The masters each swore an oath to divide their interests, and then there was that big battle. Probably that one was the real tragedy. If Chen Qing remembered correctly, at that time, there were only He was alone, and the formation on the northern side of the city was almost broken, completely cutting off the future of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
That time, many old people in the eyes of young swordsmen died, and many children in the eyes of young swordsmen died.
Chen Qingdu sighed and said slowly: "It's time for the three parties to have a result."
For those who have been prisoners for thousands of years, they should also have some consequences for themselves. There is an explanation.
Far to the south.
There is a broken and upside-down mountain with countless huge gravels pierced and implicated by iron chains. The scenery of the upside-down mountain is similar. The top of the mountain faces the ground and the roots of the mountain face the sky. The high platform of the upside-down mountain is flat. Like a mirror, under the sunlight, it is dazzling, like the largest gold and copper coin in the world. There is a big demon wearing a golden robe, whose appearance cannot be seen clearly.
The big demon stretched out his hand and grabbed a large handful of uncertain golden copper coins. However, soon the copper coins flowed back to the ground from between his fingers like a person scooping water. After all, they were not real enough and needed the vast world. There are so many landscape gods to complete it. Only then will my golden throne be worthy of its name. According to the agreement, when I leave the mountain this time, all the fragments of the golden body of the landscape gods in the vast world will be my own. , It’s a pity that it’s not enough, it’s far from enough. If you want to become a being like the sun in the sky, with the avenue unfettered for thousands of years, and truly become an immortal existence, if you want to eat more, it’s best to eat those legendary heavenly gods. The reincarnation of the true body must also be eaten together to make you truly full!
There is a large area of jade buildings hanging high in the sky adjacent to each other. There is a big demon in human form sitting on the railing, like a miser guarding a huge family fortune alone, looking at the Great Wall of Sword Qi with a smile. , I have heard about that city head. Farther north, there is aThe Tingyun Pavilion made of Xianjia jasper, and the Wanhe Residence where there are waves of pines and waves on a clear moonlit night, seem to be able to add a bit of color to one's own house, but these are just sacrificial rituals, and the Nan Posu Island It would be satisfactory to occupy the place where the Confucian Chen family, who is the "master of archways in the world", occupies them all. It would be even better to take in the ancient ascension platform somewhere in the small Aquarius Continent that has a big world.
A huge god corpse floating in the air. There is a big demon sitting on the corpse's head. Next to it is a spear that penetrates the entire god's head. The body of the gun is hidden. Only the tip and tail of the gun are visible. There was a faint sound of thunder at the tip of the gun, shaking the whole corpse. The big demon lightly patted the tip of the sword. He heard that the Taoists in the world are good at the Five Thunder Methods, especially the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. You can learn about it for a while.
There is a skeletal throne made of numerous white bones, with hundreds of thousands of bones, both
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There are monsters , there is also a sword cultivator, there is a fleshless white bone demon, the whole body is as white as jade, with the head of an ancient sword immortal under his feet, being twisted back and forth with his toes by the demon holding a wine glass and drinking heavily, the demon no longer cares about itself. While drinking, he changed his sitting position, tilted the wine glass in his hand, and the bright red wine poured onto the head. After a moment, the head slowly rose into the air. As more wine was poured out of the cup, the head began to grow blood, flesh, and bones bit by bit. , and finally turned into an old man ten feet tall, with an appearance no different from that of a human being. The big white-bone demon shook his sleeves, and a rainbow light flashed out, and the old man with slightly stiff movements reached out and held it. The dull old man with empty eyes, The moment he held the rainbow light, he felt like a sword fairy holding a sword, with majestic momentum.
There is an ancient column with a height of thousands of feet, engraved with runes that have been lost for a long time. There is a long scarlet snake circling, surrounded by indifferent dragon beads, which are circulating erratically. The long snake spit out the message, stared at the wall, smashed the rotten fence that had been standing for thousands of years, and then smashed the upside-down mountain. It had only one purpose, which was to be the last real dragon in the world. The little guy, from now on, it has the final say to complete the great road, to make clouds and rain in the two worlds, and to follow the laws of heaven and water.
A tattered robe slowly emerged. There was nothing inside the robe. It floated in the wind and made a hunting sound.
When this inexplicable ownerless robe appeared, in the heaven and earth near the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were ancient Sword Intentions that were as excited as meeting old friends, more Sword Intentions that were whimpering, and countless others. The sword intent was fierce and increasingly violent, as if it was angrily scolding the gray robe.
A beautiful woman wearing an imperial crown and a black dragon robe, with the head of a human and the body of a dragon, sits high on a dragon chair the size of a mountain peak. The extremely long body of the dragon drags on the ground, and every time it tails The tip gently slapped the earth, causing a violent tremor with a radius of hundreds of miles, and dust flew up. Compared to her huge body, there are hundreds of graceful women as small as dust around her, like the flying women in the murals, with colorful ribbons fluttering and pipa in their arms.
There is a short old man hovering with a sword, his arms are as long asThe ape carries a long stick on his shoulder, with both hands casually resting on the stick. He has white eyebrows and hair, but is dressed in black. His long sword spins slowly, and occasionally with a breath, he kills one or two pipa girls from the neighbor's side. Inhale into mouth and chew carefully. One of the old man's hands carried a string of rosary beads, but the rosary beads were quite rough, just large and small stones with sharp edges.
The woman sitting on a dragon chair and wearing a crown near the old man did not take it seriously. She waved her sleeves and took the initiative to slap more than a dozen "handmaids" towards the old man, letting them devour them.
A Taoist wearing snow-white robes is sitting in the air. His face is blurred and he is three hundred feet tall. However, he is either a Dharma form or his true body. There is a bright crescent moon hovering behind the Taoist, as if it was plucked from the sky and brought to earth.
There is that giant with three heads and six arms, sitting on a huge futon made of golden books. Even if he is sitting on the ground like this, he is still taller than the "neighbor" Taoist, with a chest There was a shocking sword mark on it, as deep as a ravine, and the giant did not cover it up deliberately. Such a shame and humiliation, when it was restored, it was easily wiped away.
At a very high place, there was a neatly dressed bearded man with a sword on his waist and a sword on his back. Next to him stood a young man with a sword stand on his back. He was dressed in ragged clothes. There were many swords in the sword stand. He was carried behind him by the thin young man, like a peacock spreading its tail.
The last time all the heroes gathered in the Hall of Valor for a secret meeting, he was still not present even though he had received the order. He was not willing to show up, but no one dared to say anything at that time.
Higher up, there was a man in a Confucian shirt sitting upright, with a smile on his face, his hands folded on his abdomen, and a ball of light the size of a fist in his palm, suddenly white, suddenly dark, and suddenly colorful.
An extremely handsome young man, neither high nor low in position. Not only has he transformed into a human form, but his stature is only the same as that of an ordinary person. But upon closer inspection, his face is made up of pieces. , with a long-standing sword gourd hanging around his waist, which contained the remaining souls of the Sword Immortal, as well as many natal flying swords that had worn out their spirits. He was similar to the big demons sitting high and low around him, no longer This world has been around for too long, and the things in the sword gourd have been enshrined by generations of disciples and grandchildren.
A burly man wearing golden armor stood with his feet on the ground, his fists clenched, and golden light as thick as oil and water constantly flowed out from the gaps in the armor. This golden armor, which is of the rank of an immortal but tends to be in pieces, is not a treasure that is worn on one's own initiative, but a cage like a small world.
Ten thousand years ago, the human race reached the top, and the demon race was expelled to a barbarian land with vast territory but poor products and spiritual energy. Then the sword cultivators were moved to the area where the Sword Qi Great Wall is today and began to build a city to defend it. This is one of the so-called barbaric worlds now, after the human world was divided into four parts in the past. At the beginning when the wild world officially became "one world", the heaven and earth were first formed, like a newborn baby, and the great road was still in its embryonic form and was not yet stable. There were three criminal sword cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, headed by Chen Qingdu, who asked for swordsmanship at Tuoyue Mountain. After that, the Demon Ancestor disappeared without a trace.The leaderless group of dragons formed the confrontation between the wild world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi. The ancient well known as the Hall of Heroes was not only the meeting place for the great demons later, but also a place of detention. In fact, Tuoyue Mountain was the earliest It is similar to the imperial palace of a secular dynasty, except that after the battle at Tuoyue Mountain, Chen Qingdu returned to the Sword Qi Great Wall alone. Tuoyue Mountain was in such a state of ruin that he had to build a "side capital" Hall of Heroes for discussion. It's just that in the history of ten thousand years, the fourteen thrones have never been gathered together. At most six or seven people, it is already considered a rare major matter in the wild world that needs to be discussed. As few as two or three big monsters can make decisions there.
After that sudden change and an earth-shattering fight, countless dragons and snakes emerged from the mountains and wild fields, swarming up and claiming their own territory. This man in golden armor was the best among them. The leader of the world, the wild land, lost the trace of the only one who could convince the crowd after the great war. He wanted to compete for the identity of the world's leader. He just followed the rules and climbed to the top of Tuoyue Mountain. He failed and suffered. After being punished, several big demons responsible for guarding Tuoyue Mountain worked together to imprison him at the bottom of the ancient well in the Hall of Heroes.
I never thought that he was able to break free from the shackles by scheming with the outside world. It happened that a Taoist priest riding a bull traveled around the wild world and arrived at the ancient well. He stood on the mouth of the well, stretched out a finger and pulled The big monster, which finally broke free from its restraints and crawled out of the well, was gently pushed back to the bottom of the well. A finger not only pushed him down into the prison at the bottom of the well again, but also golden light poured down, firmly trapping this extremely senior demon. Fortunately, the demon had a long life, and was far beyond the reach of the humans raised by the ancient gods. Comparably, once they choose to lie dormant, the passage of time will have minimal impact on them. Only then did the old man finally reappear, allowing him to make amends for his sins.
The motionless horizontal line to the south.
The mountains hanging upside down, the big demon in golden robes.
The big demon sitting alone on the railing in the jade house of Qiong Tower is like the ancient immortal recorded in the book of Haoran Tianxia.
The man on the head of the corpse of the god, and the spear piercing the head of the corpse beside him, contains the purest thunder method and divine will in the wild world.
On the Throne of Bones, it transformed an ancient great swordsman into a puppet who returned to his peak state.
The long scarlet snake surrounding the column is like the master of all water gods in the wild world.
The Taoist priest in snow-white robes refined half of the essence of one of the three moons in the wild world into a natal creature.
The giant with three heads and six arms was once the first to climb the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and even survived a blow from Chen Qingdu. Now in the vast world, the territory of the Patriarch Hall, no matter how big or small, will be destroyed.
The dragon-robed woman with the imperial crown aspires to become the co-owner of the nine continents in the vast world. The orderly flow of incense in the world and the rebirth of gods are all under her control. In exchange for the price, she gave the Yiluo River she owned to another great demon of the same generation. From then on, she would no longer engage in comrades fighting within the world.In the past, neither party believed the other, and each wanted to eat the other. But now it is completely different, and each has a greater desire.
The owner of the broken robe was once one of the sword cultivators of his generation who left the Great Wall of Sword Qi with Chen Qingdu and asked the Sword Tuo Yueshan. He was once a close friend of the boss sword immortal.
The bearded man standing beside him was the only disciple. He had fought with A Liang, had drinks with him, and once had nothing to do, so he helped the old blind man move mountains.
The man in the Confucian shirt will go to the vast world, and after the human world is completely broken, he will reorganize the mountains and rivers, and then use his knowledge to educate the common people, regardless of class.
The great demon who has been restrained by the golden armor for countless years not only wants to go to the Haoran world, but also leads his army to the Qingming world and Baiyujing.
The old man Yujian wants to refine all the five famous mountains in the world into his own products. He also wants to smash the nine Xiongzhen Towers with his own hands, and then ask Bai Ze personally what he thinks. .
The handsome man with the sword gourd tied around his waist feels that his ambition is the smallest, but he just wants to win over all the beauties in the world. The monastic woman on the mountain, even if she loses her face, it is not impossible to live. , those who don’t want to live after losing their dignity, there are thousands of ways to die waiting for them without him taking action.
These fourteen great monsters are the pinnacle of the wild world today.
Most of them are awakened from endless sleep.
Part of it is that even though he is always awake, he has always stayed in his lair throughout the long history, choosing to stand by and watch the war on the Sword Qi Great Wall, and never intervene in the siege there that happens to happen once every hundred years.
The seats in the Hall of Heroes are not static, and the number is not fixed. When some of them fall, the throne will break on its own and fall into the bottom of the well. When some juniors rise up, they will be able to occupy a place in the Hall of Valor. There is no such thing. Qualifications
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The one with higher combat power will have a higher throne, while the weak should look up to others. The history of the wild world is a history of strong men stepping on the bones of ants, gradually ascending to achieve immortal achievements, and there are also secular dynasties that are not inferior to the vast world, rising up on the earth, with large and small The rules and etiquette of the people, but the end is not good in the end, they cannot be retained at all, and they cannot withstand the trampling of some big demons who have turned from neutrality to hostile stance. In the long river of time, they will always be short-lived.
Incomparable tyranny of an individual is always the ultimate pursuit of the strong men in the wild world.
Other than that, everything is false.
All the internal friction, the destruction of thousands of demon clans, and the disappearance of countless ants are all solid steps for a single strong person to reach the top.
Then this small group of existences check and balance each other to avoid going to destruction together, which is the only rule in this world. The existence of the Hall of Valor and the increase or decrease of every new and old throne in the ancient well are all rules. As a result.
All fourteen big demons suddenly fell to the ground.
From that central area, slowlyAn old man in gray clothes walked out, holding a child in his hand.
The child was holding a bun on the head in his hand, and the man was still staring at him when he was dying. He was completely fearless, but he seemed to have a great hatred.
Behind the gray-clothed old man and the child, followed a bowed and bent Ascension Realm demon. It was the demon responsible for the last siege battle, and he was also being chased left and right by the new swordsman at the head of the city. The one he killed was named Chongguang by the great demon himself, and he was also an ancient being with a respected status in the wild world.
The great demon Chongguang naturally did not dare to reveal his true form and walked swaggering behind the old man in gray.
After the gray-clothed old man stopped, Chongguang followed the former’s instructions, strode forward, approached the Great Sword Qi Wall alone, and said loudly: “In the next battle, the sword immortal who does not use his sword with all his strength will be defeated by the sword. The day the Qi Great Wall is breached, you will not die! From now on, whether you want to travel in the wild world or see the scenery in the vast world, you can come and go freely. Those who are not willing to use their swords at the top of the city can come and go freely. All of them are my first-class guests in the wild world, honored guests!"
There was silence above the city.
Dong Sangen sneered: "The beasts of the upper five realms in the south will die first if they climb to the top of the city."
Chongguang turned his head, after all, even if he wanted to say harsh words, it would not be his turn. to him.
The old man in gray patted the child's head and said, "Go, you were old friends. Now, as the direct disciples of Tuoyue Mountain, I would like to greet Chen Qing."
The child grabbed the glaring head with dried blood in one hand and walked out slowly, faster and faster, with a thunderous momentum. The last one stood still, threw the head heavily, and rolled to the ground.
The owner of that head is a great swordsman from the Great Wall of Sword Qi who has been hiding in the wild world for six hundred years. Not only is he highly skilled in swordsmanship, he is also proficient in the art of vertical and horizontal manipulation. All attacks are planned by this person.
The child felt a little aggrieved and turned around and said: "Master, my level is too low now, and there is too much sword energy over the city, so I can't throw it on the city."
The old man in gray clothes smiled and said: "As long as you have your heart set on it, not to mention the eyes of those sword immortals are very good."
The child grinned and looked away, looking at the young man next to the bearded man. Man, some provocation.
The young man said nothing, but the swords behind him were all unsheathed.
The old man in gray raised his head and looked towards the city. Only the boss swordsman, Chen Qingdu, was in his eyes.
Chen Qingdu put his hands behind his back, looked down at the earth, looked at him, then stretched out his hand and casually pulled out the head of an Ascension Realm monster from the prison north of the city. The body was then instantly held in Chen Qingdu's hands, and he smiled and said: "This head has been reserved for you for so many years. It is also a direct descendant of Tuoyue Mountain."
The old man in gray clothes smiled and said: " Chen Qingdu, I haven’t seen you for ten thousand years, are you already this powerful?”
After a pause, the old man finally asked: “Then let you die again?”
Chengtou? Many foreign swordsmen in the world areIs confused.
Chen Qingdu said: "It is true that I have been holding back my resentment for thousands of years underground. No wonder I spoke so loudly when I opened my mouth."
The old man in gray shook his head, "Listen It’s not okay to say that the new sword is called Changqi, no, it’s too bad.”
Chen Qingdu always put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: “You only have the ability to know what I am. Okay?"
There were whistles all over the city.
It seems that not only the sword cultivators in the city like this.
In fact, the Sword Immortal is similar.
The child returned to the old man in gray and shook his master's sleeve, "These words are convincing."
The old man in gray was not annoyed at all and looked down at the old man. The retreating disciple who was searching hard but still had his soul incomplete said with a smile: "These people, whether they are alive or dead, sword cultivators or not, they are the best at talking. If you want to learn this most unskilled thing in the future, You can learn your skills from Haoran Tianxia."
The big demon sitting on the railing of the Xian family mansion laughed out loud and said: "You, Chen Qingdu, are both respectable and pitiable. , but the most pitiable thing. Imprisoning these great monsters without killing them, as the sword-sharpening stones of the sword immortals, and the products of that alchemy workshop, should be scolded by scholars all over the world, right? Waiting for death, you are not less hated by your own people? Do you think you are pitiful? You have died once, and you have to be stabbed in the back. Chen Qingdu, Chen Qingdu, if it were you, I would rather die. Heart."
Chen Qing didn't even look at this peak monster.
Looking left and right at those ethereal Qionglou Yuyu, he asked: "Are you worthy of talking to the boss Sword Immortal?"
The big demon smiled and said: "With Chen I may not be qualified enough to talk to Qingdu, but I should be able to talk to you.”
The child walked out alone again, and finally walked to the head and stepped on the big sword. On top of the immortal's head, he raised his head and said with a smile: "I am twelve years old now. Don't you, Sword Qi Great Wall, have many geniuses? Come on, someone about the same age as me has fought with me! I will not bully you, thirty years old Any sword cultivator below can do it. Remember to bring a few more semi-immortal weapons and other magic weapons, otherwise it won’t be enough!”
The old swordsman Qi Tingji frowned and said, “This kid wants Ning Yao to show up. After exchanging life for life, I want you to leave the city so that the old man can occupy the right place."
Chen Qingdu nodded and said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter, this little provocation is enough. If you can't catch it, how can you defend the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
Chen Qingdu waved.
A group of young people appeared behind him, more than ten people, including Pang Yuanji, Chen Sanqiu and Dong Huafu.
Of course, there are also Ning Yao who has come out of seclusion, and Chen Pingan, who was originally standing in the pavilion of Zhanlong Cliff.
Chen Qingdu stretched out his arm, raised the head, turned around and said with a smile: "Who will return the favor for me?"
Ning Yao took a step forward, but was blocked by a hand Hold your shoulders.
Chen Ping'an said: "I'll go."
Chen Qingdu said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of using up your only chance? What about the next war?"< /p>
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "We'll talk about it then."
Chen Qingdu casually threw the head of the Ascension Realm demon, "Let go of your hands and feet and have a good fight." ."
He jumped up to the top of the city in a green shirt, then stepped on the air, ran down the wall, and then suddenly stood still, as if his feet were rooted, and his knees were slightly squatted. With a sound, like an arrow, it shot towards the southern land. It just caught the fallen head, picked it up with one hand, held it behind the other hand, and finally fell to the ground.
On the ground, the child tiptoed, pulled the dust-stained head of the Sword Immortal in his hand, and moved forward slowly.
The two sides are more than a hundred steps apart.
Chen Qingdu sneered and said: "The outcome on the court will be decided between you and me. Who will step forward and take a blow? How about it?"
The old man in gray nodded and said: "Yes. Why not?"
On the court, the child smiled and extended his hand.
Chen Pingan directly threw the big demon head, and the child also raised his arm, intentionally or unintentionally throwing the sword fairy head high.
The child did not reach out to pick up the head of Tuo Yueshan's fellow demon, but trampled it to the ground, patted the blood on his body, leaned forward, and then crossed his arms across his chest, "You guy , It looks light and fluffy, not enough to fight."
The young man in green shirt took the head, held it in front of him, and gently brushed the unknown swordsman with one hand. face and let it close its eyes.
But this action is a huge flaw.
After the child punched him, he stepped back dozens of feet in a green shirt. A not-too-deep ravine was drawn on the ground, but he still remained standing.
The child stood where the young man originally stood, nodded, and said happily: "It's not bad, you can play with me for a while."
Chen Ping'an turned to look Go, the Sword Immortal's head disappeared out of thin air in his hand. The Great Sword Immortal Yue Qing put his head under his arm and cupped his fists towards the young man.
The child smiled and said: "I changed my mind. With so many seniors watching, it would be better to kill you as soon as possible. It's just one chance for you to take action. After that, I will do my best to take action." , you will die very quickly. Compared with my original opponent Ning Yao, her useless parents will definitely die much faster."
Chen Pingan turned to look at the child. , then lowered his head, rolled up his sleeves, raised the corners of his mouth, and finally the smiles on his face became more and more, his eyes became more and more silent, and the pain and depression in his heart just raised his head.
So finally when he raised his head.
It was a young face with a ferocious smile.
(End of this chapter)