When Ning Yao went out alone and planned to break the formation first, the monsters on the front line were blocked. When Ning Yao broke through the formation and led six sword cultivators to the vicinity of the golden river, the monster armies on both sides of the battlefield began again. They all rushed into the formation faster, trying to stay away from this female "Sword Fairy" who used her sword too sharply.
At this moment, Ning Yao seemed to be the war supervisor "helping to suppress the formation", and the demon army rushed forward with all his strength.
So after Fan Dache took the lead in wielding his sword and left the two of them, he inexplicably turned into a golden elixir sword cultivator, chasing down the vast army of monsters all by himself.
Fan Dache felt that just because of this matter, he should drink a bottle of the most expensive Qingshenshan wine later. With enough military achievements, he finally no longer had to borrow money from Chen Sanqiu to buy wine.
Chen Pingan glanced at the front of the battlefield. The formation of the demon army at the rear became thicker and denser, swarming forward at a very fast speed. Moreover, the higher the level of the demon monks, the further away they were from the three of them behind. , of course, in fact, just to stay away from Ning Yao, he and Fan Dache.
Said: "The sword cultivators on both sides will be under a lot more pressure because of our relationship."
Ning Yao said: "Then try to meet the sword cultivator at the front as soon as possible . How to say it specifically?"
Chen Pingan stepped on the sword and became more and more accustomed to holding the sword to the ground. He quickly rolled up his sleeves and said, "I will start the formation this time. , Your Majesty. Once the Jindan and Yuanying monsters show up, I will leave it to you." Ning Yao asked: "Don't you plan to use the flying sword?"
< p>"Just punching. Just enough to polish off the bottleneck of martial arts."Chen Pingan said: "Don't worry, the speed of opening the formation will definitely not be comparable to yours, but compared to other battlefields, it will not be slow. "
Ning Yao nodded and said: "Then just punch."
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, wielded his sword like a rainbow, followed Fan Dache, and spoke to him in his heart: "Da Che, you draw your sword in the middle, and I will open the formation in front. No matter what happens during this period, you don't have to worry about it, just move your sword forward. I may not be able to be too distracted to take care of you, but with Queen Ning Yao, the problem shouldn't be a problem. Big."
Fan Dache said solemnly: "Okay!"
In fact, when the second shopkeeper didn't say "Da Che," Fan Dache knew that he needed to be more careful. .
In an instant, Chen Ping'an, who was wearing two Yifang robes, suddenly accelerated his sword, straightened it out, and whizzed away.
On the way to wield the sword, there was still more than a hundred feet away from the monster army in front of him. Chen Pingan had already opened his fists and stepped on the sword. The sword under his feet tilted and fell. It was overwhelmed and became Literally flying close to the ground, in the eyes of Fan Dache behind him, Chen Ping'an's figure disappeared instantly on the spot. He clearly didn't use the square-inch talisman that shrunk to an inch, but it already had the effect of the square-inch talisman. Could it be that he had entered the martial arts realm? In just over a year, he has broken through the bottleneck again and become a Grandmaster of the Far Traveling Boundary?
Ning Yao chose to wield a sword this time and explained to Fan Dache: "He is currently in the Golden Body Realm and has not traveled far.The three robes are no longer life-saving. They are just for suppressing the fist intention. In addition, to a certain extent, the sword energy suppresses victory. The three of them strengthen each other, which can be regarded as a kind of experience. It's similar to the martial arts style of wearing sandbags on your feet all day long. "
The reason why Ning Yao is willing to say so much.
Of course it is because it is related to Chen Pingan.
And Fan Dache is a common friend of her and Chen Pingan, And Chen Pingan takes the most care of Fan Dache, not just because Fan Dache is not at a high level. It seems that in Fan Dache, Chen Pingan can see many shadows of his past years. When they are pieced together, they will become very close to him.
Ning Yao couldn't figure out the specific reason here. I believe that Chen Ping'an would be free in the future, or Lord Yin Guan would find some time to spare from his busy schedule.
He would naturally tell her.
Ning Yao added: "When he first started learning boxing in his hometown in his early years, he tied a bag full of gravel to his leg. The first time he went out to travel, he used the half-catty charm. , Eight Liang Talisman, he has long been accustomed to this. He doesn't know what will happen if he punches with all his strength. Since he doesn't know how heavy the punch is and how fast, his opponent has no idea. ”
Between the words, Ning Yao struck out with a sword. It was a golden elixir demon monk on the battlefield elsewhere. He glanced at her from a distance. Ning Yao felt something in his heart. , like a knife cutting through tofu, especially the demon monk who was targeted, his body was split in half, and his body was smashed to both sides, and a golden elixir was exploded, affecting countless fish in the pond.
Ning Yao. I remembered a little thing for no reason.
I remember that when Chen Pingan was still a boy, he was carrying a locust wood sword box with two swords on his back. When he first came to the Great Sword Qi Wall to find her, they were alone. He liked to find something to talk about when he had nothing to say, and talked about many things in the countryside, such as the carpenter's skill in playing the ink line, and the line playing was very accurate.
Ning Yao Nuduo glanced at Yijian. The battlefield after that was quite similar.
Fan Dache didn't know how to talk to him.
In fact, standing next to Ning Yao was so stressful that it was unimaginable.
My good friend Chen Sanqiu once told Fan Dache in private that when he and his friends like Diezhang were at a lower level than Ning Yao, it would actually be okay, but once they were at the same level, it would be really difficult. I will doubt my life. Am I really a sword cultivator?
It’s just that Fan Dache was watching Chen Sanqiu leisurely drinking and complaining, but Chen Sanqiu was Smiling all over his face.
The second shopkeeper once said that wine is the best fishing rod in the world. It can hook the bottom of a drunkard’s words to his mouth, especially my Zhuhai Dongtian Wine. Even more amazing.
Maybe even a proud man like Chen Sanqiu would find it stressful but worthwhile to drink with Ning Yao.
Fan Dache. While carefully paying attention to the surroundings of the battlefield, it was actually empty and seemed to be without any danger.But Fan Dache was still worried that there were some sneaky monster monks hiding under the earth who would stab him with a sword or throw a magic weapon at him.
On the battlefield, there are many such things.
Fan Dache once saw with his own eyes a sword cultivator of his own age who was extremely qualified. By accident, a mountain-moving monster cultivator hiding underground accurately predicted the trajectory of his sword and broke the ground. He came out, grabbed both of Jian Xiu's ankles, and tore the latter in half. On the battlefield, the most terrifying enemies are often not the powerful monsters that are in a bottleneck state and crush a certain battlefield with their killing power. When confronting them, unless they are destined to die, they can avoid their sharp edges. What is even more fearful is Among the demon monks, those whose original intention is not for military exploits, but only to hone their virtues, are insidious and good at disguise. They always pursue killing with one blow, killing people invisible, and fleeing decisively if they miss a hit. Such demon monks, on the battlefield, He is even more at home like a fish in water, living longer, sneaking around the battlefields, and accumulating military exploits one after another, which is actually very impressive.
It is said that the youngest upper-level swordsman in the wild world, the great demon named Shouchen, relied on this insidious way to rise step by step.
What’s even more terrifying is that even though Shouchen has become a sword immortal in the upper fifth realm, he still likes to act in such a sneaky way, concealing the aura of the great demon, deliberately suppressing the aura of the sword immortal, and has been devoting himself to the golden elixir demon clan monk. On the battlefield, waiting for opportunities.
Because of this, A Liang personally searched for Shou Chen's movements during a war. In the end, A Liang found out and handed out a sword from a distance, but Shou Chen himself was a sword fairy. At that time, he used an amulet from his mentor and was finally able to escape from the battlefield.
Fan Dache was suddenly stunned.
Isn’t this the case with our second shopkeeper? And can it be regarded as the level of the founder of this industry?
It’s just a pity that he became the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Otherwise, even if the second shopkeeper does not serve as Fan Dache’s sword master, Chen Ping’an will roam around the battlefields by himself. In addition, he has become a swordsman and is a pure martial artist himself. Ping An's ability to control the subtle details of the battlefield and accurately calculate the combat power of the enemy and ourselves on a certain battlefield, I believe that whether it is the accumulation of military exploits or the growth rate, he will not be inferior to the great demon of the Shou Chen.
Ning Yao’s swordsmanlike demeanor is certainly thrilling and fascinating.
But no matter how reverent and admired he is, Ning Yao is just Ning Yao. No one of his peers in the entire Sword Qi Great Wall can imitate Ning Yao.
But in fact, even Fan Dache can learn the Second Shopkeeper's style of fighting the enemy. As long as he is willing, sees it with his own eyes, listens, reads and memorizes more, he can use it to his own advantage and improve his cultivation on the battlefield. As long as there is an extra chance of winning, it can often help the sword cultivator kill an accident.
On the battlefield ahead, after Chen Pingan no longer wielded a sword, he took the initiative to fall into a heavy siege and fell into a dense circle of monsters.
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Among them.
The boxing frame is wide open, and the majestic boxing is likeThe rivers are flowing, which is similar to the way Ning Yao used his sword energy to form a small world.
Those who are not careful or dare to get close will first become enemies with my fist.
A monster with a body as big as a pavilion has become a monk, and his two natal objects are specially used to superimpose protective magical powers. He relies on his naturally strong body to dominate the battlefield.
As a result, Chen Ping'an opened the way with his fist. His whole body was like a long sword, cutting him in half on the spot. The surging blood was dispersed by the fist and pushed back.
Hitting someone a thousand times is not as good as one stabbing.
Chen Pingan only punches the enemy with one punch.
One man is trapped in the battle, surrounded by enemies from all directions.
Still strive to kill the enemy with one punch, damage his roots and shatter his soul.
Every punch seems to be saving energy, but in fact, each punch is extremely powerful and heavy. It moves forward indomitably, and the pure intention of the punch can make the surrounding sword energy take the initiative. Get out of the way.
A demon monk who was hiding was a tall man, two feet tall, and he picked up a sledgehammer and struck it down.
Facing the legendary Ning Yao, I might just be waiting for death, but with this "young man" who has no flying sword and only has extremely high boxing skills, he still has the heart to fight. .
Chen Pingan stretched out a hand to resist the sledgehammer that struck his head, and his whole body was shrouded in shadow. Chen Pingan moved his ankle a little, and released the huge force to the ground. Even so, he was still hit so hard that his knees sank into the ground.
He could dodge but didn't. He shouldered a heavy hammer and deliberately stagnated his body, in order to make the demon monks hiding around him feel like they had an opportunity.
A demon clan military monk wearing fine iron talisman armor came close to Chen Ping'an with a knife in both hands, and he slashed at him with a rainbow-like momentum.
There was also a golden elixir monk who used his sleeves to throw out two golden talismans with the true shapes of the Five Mountains and the meandering rivers drawn on them. He then stretched out his palm and lifted it up heavily.
The ground around Chen Ping'an's feet was first frozen by the golden elixir monk's magic, sealing off an area of dozens of feet in radius.
The mountain talisman made of golden material manifested into five fist-sized mountains of different colors. Four of them were hanging next to the young warrior. Only the mountain in the talisman hit the opponent's head.
Chen Pingan, who was holding the sledgehammer with one hand, raised his left hand and directly grasped the jet-black magic sword that was as thick as ink. The pure fist intention in the palm of his hand rubbed against the black sword light. Fire splattered.
With a twist of his wrist, he pulled the military monk who was unwilling to let go of his sword to hit the miniature mountain made of golden talismans.
Having completed their duty of luring the enemy, the hammer-smashing demon tribe could no longer hit the ground with the sledgehammer in their hands, so they temporarily withdrew their weapons and raised their arms high, wanting to do it again.
Seeing a bad opportunity, the Monk Clan cultivator from the Military Family did not want to be hit by Zhongyue, nor did he want to be accidentally hit by the sledgehammer afterwards. He decisively abandoned his sword and retreated, kicking the young man in the chest. Take advantage of the situation and retreat.
The next moment, Chen Ping'an, who had been using the monkey boxing style taught by Zhu Lian, suddenly transformed into Zhong Qiu's peak boxing style. He looked like a slender "young man" with slightly loose shoulders and a stooped back, and immediately returned to his normal body. Fighting, the fist intention changed, becoming more powerful, directly breaking the surrounding spell seals, and punched the pocket Zhongyue. When the fist touched the hilltop, a burst of crazy ripples of fist intention were scattered, and the fist was smashed. The mountain shattered into a ball of sputtering golden light.
Chen Pingan, who was still holding the magic sword near the tip with his left hand, slid out and avoided the second heavy hammer blow from the burly demon clan.
The sword held in his left hand was slightly retracted, and his right fist was released to make a palm knife shape. He slashed it with one knife and chopped the magic sword into two pieces, making the original attack weapon that he wanted to take the initiative to blow up. The military monk who stole the chicken failed to lose the rice. Instead, he spurted out the essence and blood of his heart. He glanced at the young man who was still trapped in the formation surrounded by the four mountains. The military monk actually directly used the wind to stay away from the battlefield. .
The four mountains formed by the manifestation of golden talismans, although small, are still hovering in the air at this moment, and they still have the impressive appearance of the mountains standing above the earth.
The black-clothed young man and the hammer-wielding boy were surrounded in the formation, but the central mountain was missing, which was slightly lacking.
Fortunately, another golden talisman has turned into a water dragon several feet long, and finally formed a pattern of flowing mountains and flowing water.
The burly demon tribe who was so implicated that he could only fight for his life with the young man no longer cared about his life. On the battlefield, he was not afraid of death at all, but there were some who were even more afraid of death.
The burly monster held a sledgehammer and was full of ferocity. In the Four Mountains formation cage where a water dragon was slaying him, he went straight to the young man with an unreasonable fist. Lives are exchanged for lives!
In the end, he was punched in the chest by the young man. Before that, the talisman water dragon collided again and again, which had worn down the burly monster to a pulp. It is estimated that this result will be even worse. The Jindan demon clan didn't expect it in advance, but it turned out to be a mutual trap in which the Taoist friends died first and the poor Taoist clan died, because after the young man killed the burly demon clan with a fist, he jumped up high on his toes and pressed the button. The burly monster clan grabbed the latter's head, hit the water dragon, and chose to blow up the golden elixir on its own. The body and soul were destroyed together with the water dragon.
The golden elixir monk took a closer look and saw that the young man took off his broken robe, and then he was still wearing a garment shop robe underneath.
The mask on his face was also badly broken, so he casually removed it by the young man and put it into his sleeve. Even the sledgehammer on the ground disappeared and was put into something close by.
The Golden Core cultivator did not hesitate, no longer caring about the Four Mountains Talisman, he used a unique technique, turned into several strands of blue smoke, and escaped to the ground separately.
Chen Ping'an did not deliberately pursue the golden elixir monk. With one less robe restricting his fist power, Chen Ping'an became more powerful and pushed the four crumbling pocket mountains away. , while running forward, he threw out four punches from a distance, and four golden lights burst apart. In an instant, nearly a hundred monsters were killed or injured on the battlefield. No more doughCovering up, the demon army didn't know who was the first to shout the word "hidden official". The army, which was still trying to form a formation to meet the enemy under supervision, suddenly fled.
Chen Ping'an's subsequent route was no longer to charge straight forward, but to draw a large circle on the battlefield, and then move forward slightly. The faster he fled, the more he escaped. The punch kills first.
With a breath of pure Qi, the martial artist will keep punching. When the punch is about to be exhausted, he will look for a chance to take a breath. If the situation is dangerous, then just hold on for a while.
On the battlefield, with enemies on all sides, can it be compared to the feeding fist of a ten-level warrior? To deal with the latter, life is truly hanging by a thread. Isn't the so-called physical toughness just like paper under a punch from a tenth realm martial artist who is at the peak of the ninth realm? You can only rely on guessing, gambling, instinct, and getting closer to someone who is almost psychic and has a tacit understanding.
For Chen Pingan, as long as there is no Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator hiding nearby,
The so-called one-man battle is not a battlefield at all, it is always a fight between enemies.
Li Er once said that in the one-on-one duel in which he almost accidentally killed Song Changjing, the great Li vassal king was of course very qualified, but his fist was still too light at that time, but Song Changjing was The reason why he has been able to support it for so long is that Song Changjing is not only a martial arts practitioner, but also a warrior who has been fighting on the battlefield. After honing his boxing skills on the battlefield for a long time, he naturally has an atmosphere of "ten thousand enemies on the battlefield", and then Beat it thoroughly and return it to its original nature. The opponent will fight with it, like an enemy with thousands of troops, and it will be at a loss.
Now that Chen Ping'an is on the battlefield, he is seeking the first level of this kind of atmosphere. There are thousands of mountains and rivers. How many mountains and rivers can there be for those who are really close?
As long as the punch is heavy enough, the body is fast enough, and the eyes are accurate enough, it is nothing more than wading through the mountains and "slowly" passing one place after another.
After that, Chen Ping'an became more and more pure when he was fighting. Whether he was walking or flying, he was always walking in six steps. Three styles of beating drums and steaming clouds in Daze.
Although Li Er is a ten-level martial artist, he didn’t say much about the principles of boxing when he was practicing boxing in the Lion Peak Immortal Mansion ruins. Occasionally, he said a few words, and he said it bluntly. Listen to what Zheng Dafeng often said, what Li Er and Chen Pingan said may be useful to you. Anyway, a few boxing words have no weight and cannot overwhelm others.
There is a sentence in it: when you see an enemy in your eyes, you start punching; when you think you are invincible, you are enlightened; your boxing skills are great; you are always in the Dharma, and the Dharma is not hindered at all times.
This time, Chen Ping'an would not show mercy to those ferocious demon clansmen who roared with fists, nor would he show mercy to the young demon clan monks who were full of fear and whose eyes were pleading.
Pure martial arts, just punching.
Those with superior skills will live, those with weak fists will die.
The warrior Chen Pingan on the battlefield has a calm expression
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and his eyes are cold.
Ning Yao only reminded Fan Dache, "Don't come close.he. "
Chen Ping'an has fewer and fewer thoughts. He puts aside all his previous thoughts and worries, and is infinitely approaching the state of "forgetting self and forgetting boxing" as Li Er calls it.
He didn't use the Shuchi Talisman, nor did he use the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month. He didn't even use the pine needles and coughing thunder that could pull his body.
As for the two natal flying swords, Cage Sparrow and Well Bottom. Yue is of great use and will never show up early.
At this moment, Chen Pingan has completely forgotten that he is a sword cultivator, with four flying swords and two natal swords. Flying sword.
At the thickest point of the demon clan's formation, Fist Intent has arrived before anyone can reach it.
Ning Yao is still looking for those high-level Jindan and Yuanying demons.
Fan Dache still has nothing to do. Fortunately, compared to when Ning Yao opened the formation before, and the group just followed the sword, this time Chen Pingan opened the formation with fists, giving Fan Dache more opportunities to use his sword.
Previously, Ning Yao was holding a sword alone, and he opened the formation too quickly.
On the north and south fronts on the left and right wings, two groups of sword cultivators came down to fight, away from this golden river. It's still far away, and we haven't even reached the halfway point, and the further back we go, the slower we can break the formation and kill the enemy. It's very likely that before we get halfway, we need to withdraw the Sword Qi Great Wall and fight with the people on the top of the city who are recharging their energy. The second group of sword cultivators took turns to fight, facing this tug-of-war with corpses everywhere.
In the vast battlefield between the golden river and the city wall, the fastest group of sword cultivators heading south were also able to fight. Kanji was only halfway forward, and that was because Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator Qi Shou was helping to lead the way.
The four people from Diezhang returned north, and joined the dozens of sword cultivators from the side of the battle line who went south. One tail, strangling the monster army.
Four young genius sword cultivators stood in a row, keeping a distance of seventy or eighty feet from each other, no longer pursuing the speed and depth of the formation. They began to kill as many monsters as possible, so the four sword cultivators all started to step on the long swords. Zhenyue, Hongzhuang, Jingshu, and Zidian, in the posture of wielding swords, sacrificed their own flying swords and fought all the way back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. .
Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword is called "White Deer". One of the natal magical powers of the flying sword is the sight of a white deer holding a mushroom. On the battlefield, a white deer as big as a house will appear. The Ganoderma lucidum in his possession is Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword. Bai Lu is naturally covered with sword light, and the surroundings are like snow, and he can gather spiritual energy on his own, which is very miraculous.
On the battlefield, the full-body sword is very magical. The white deer, as bright as snow, collided wantonly and were extremely lethal.
It is said that before Chen Sanqiu gave birth to his natal flying sword, he had a dream in the afternoon when he was young. The elk was swimming in front of him, kneeling on all fours and taking the initiative. Recognize the master.
So Chen Sanqiu is known as a romantic among the younger generation of Jianqi Great Wall.
He has a good family background, a good temper, and a good skin. He is well-liked and well-qualified. Except for the fact that the wine quality of the young master of the Chen family is a little bit bad, there is almost no fault.
And magical things like Bailu are often related to the ethereal literary fortune. , so Chen Sanqiu got the big Li imitation Bai Yujing's overwhelming ancientOne of the swords, "Scripture", complements each other. Because Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword is one of the very few rare beings with two natal magical powers. In addition to using the flying sword and the white deer appearing, it can also invisibly increase Chen Sanqiu's literary fortune. Therefore, Chen Sanqiu is actually both an innate The sword embryo is also a natural seed for reading.
You must know that in the vast world, there are only two Confucian saints who have the realm of sword immortals. There are only two in the Three Great Palaces and the Seventy-two Colleges.
It is a pity that Chen Sanqiu was born in the Great Wall of Jianqi where there are few scholars. The most important thing is that Chen Sanqiu’s surname is Chen, and he cannot go to that foreign land where there are schools everywhere and the sound of books is audible.
In fact, everyone has a story about the swordsman who can win the title of genius on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
As long as they are swordsmen who like to drink, anyone can get drunk, even if they die drunk, there is a reason.
Ning Yao always followed Chen Pingan, who only punched, not far or near.
Ning Yao vaguely sensed Chen Pingan's thoughts, which may have been something Chen Pingan himself was unaware of at the moment.
If my fist reaches the sky and my sword energy reaches the battlefield south of the Great Wall, anyone who is my enemy, Chen Pingan, will die without drawing my sword.
Ning Yao didn't think this was bad, but he felt that this might not be the best. There was only one reason, he was Chen Ping'an.
So Ning Yao shouted, "Chen Pingan."
On the battlefield, Chen Pingan immediately closed his fists and stopped, turning his head, a little confused.
Fan Dache's sword was a little unsteady for a moment, but the strange feeling passed away in a flash.
Ning Yao said: "Keep punching, I'm behind you."
Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why Ning Yao said this, but he still nodded with a smile. .
The Yifang robe that I borrowed from Pang Yuanji earlier was broken and put away, and the one I was wearing was so broken that I didn’t even need to put it away, so I gently shook it away with my fist and flew away like a dandelion. Quartet.
Not only that, but the Ning Mansion's green robe was also put away, so Chen Pingan was only wearing a robe made of the most ordinary material.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and spit out a large mouthful of bruised blood. Unknowingly, within a radius of tens of feet with him as the center, there was no longer a living monster on the battlefield.
Chen Pingan shook his wrist with one hand, and lightly clenched and unclenched his fist with the other hand. The bones of his hands were exposed. It was normal. Of course it hurt, but this familiar feeling that he had not seen for a long time made him feel at ease. .
If you don’t suffer a little pain, you can practice any boxing or practice whatever you want.
Chen Ping'an looked into the distance, and finally raised his gaze, only to find that the big characters carved on the wall couldn't be more familiar.
Fierce.
The writing is really ugly.
Chen Pingan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky.
You can come late, but don’t come.
Even if it’s just to take a look at the Sword Qi Great Wall halfway back to my hometown, as for whether to draw the sword or not, we can wait until we come.
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to grab it, and finally remembered the sword masterThe sword had long since collapsed.
Then he took out the mountain-moving magic sword belonging to the Nascent Soul Demon Clan from what was close at hand. It was long and narrow, sharp and crystal clear.
Chen Pingan held the ownerless magic sword. It was a very high-grade, first-class magic weapon. He weighed it gently and found that the weight was sufficient, so he continued to open the formation.
A moment later.
Fan Dache couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him.
Ning Yao is rubbing his brow.
In front of the two of them, Chen Pingan was slashing with a knife.
Fan Dache thought this was probably a thief.
A moment.
Ning Yao handed out a sword.
Instead of rescuing Chen Ping'an, even if the person who attacked him secretly was a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator.
The person who cooperated with him and chose to assassinate Ning Yao was the previous Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal who was proficient in hiding.
Ordinary immortals and Taoists on the mountain, if they are at a high level, will inevitably hesitate a little if they choose to save someone with a low level at this time.
Ning Yao had no distracting thoughts, and the sword's heart became clearer and brighter.
She can kill the enemy, but he can survive.
Ning Yao believed in himself, and he believed in Chen Pingan even more.
Ning Yao, who had been deliberately staying at the bottleneck of the Golden Core Realm for many years, casually reached the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm in an instant.
After Ning Yao drew his sword, he was still distracted and glanced at the top of the city.
Chen Qingdu stood on the top of the city with his hands behind his back, smiling.
Wei Jin on the side smiled bitterly: "Boss Sword Immortal, why do you deliberately suppress Ning Yao's breakthrough?"
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Don't be anxious, don't deliberately fight for it? Do you need those vain titles to become the first swordsman under the age of thirty in history?"
Wei Jin, who became a swordsman at the age of forty, still didn't understand, "Ning Yao? It’s not a matter of counterproductive force, it’s a matter of following the trend. Boss Sword Immortal, you used the entire Sword Qi Great Wall to defeat Ning Yao at the bottleneck of Yuan Ying. Why?”
Chen Qingdu said with a smile: “ Am I Wei Jin?"
Wei Jin was speechless.
I miss the time when my seniors were at the top of the city.
The implication of the Boss Sword Immortal’s words is that you are Chen Qingdu?
Chen Qingdu continued: "Win with swordsmanship? Then you underestimate Ning Yatou."
The old man in gray in the wild world, no matter how fierce the battle, will always He didn't listen or ask anything, just closed his eyes and rested in Jiazi tent.
At this moment, the old man opened his eyes and spoke directly to Chen Qingdu with a smile: "This is a bad rule."
Chen Qingdu replied: "I don't accept it. ? Come to the city to fight?"
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