Chapter 70:

Of course, Cheng Qian couldn't stand on the spot and let anyone cut it. Frost Blade did not come out of the sheath. The sword wind mixed with broken ice had swept out, and slammed the opponent's indiscriminate sword.
He looked inexplicably and annoyed, intending to see where there was such a big pit in the divine mind.
However, when Cheng Qian saw the person coming, he suddenly became dumbfounded—the person was one of the two Yuanshen monks who followed him that day.
So ... what exactly is that waste on the Pegasus?
Zhuang Nanxi's fist saluting fist still had no time to lay down on his chest, but he suffered from such a change, he paused for a while, and asked, "Big ... Big elder, what's going on?"
The chubby monk was struck by a dozen steps by Cheng Qian. He sat on the ground with his buttocks, and rolled his body embarrassedly. Before he could stand up, he preached: "The elder, this is the victim. Young Master! "
When the elder heard the words narrowed his eyes, he looked at Cheng Qian for a moment, and said, "More than a month ago, when the master of the church retreated, my master of the church left privately, and I did not return for many days. , I finally got the news that the young master appeared in the southern Xinjiang a few days ago, but when the old man brought someone to come and find out, he found that there was only such a useless thing left among the followers who followed the young master ... "
The chubby monk was also old, pointed at his nose and said it was useless, and his face was also green, but he did not dare to squeak. A monk in the presence of the elder looked like a frightened coward in front of the elder. Little chicken.
The elder didn't look at the chubby monk, and said coldly to Zhuang Nanxidao, "I haven't consulted the nephew yet. Who is this sacred?"
"Small master? Isn't it ... 卞小公 子?" Zhuang Nanxi frowned suddenly and looked at Cheng Qian. Although he was neither guilty nor fearful, he was secretly worried.
One of the four saints, Xu Xuan, the master of the Xuanwu Church, lives in the extreme north and escapes the world. Among the four saints, except Xu Yingzhi, the of the year, he is the one who loves nothing at all. He is respectful and humble all his life. What has been bad for virtue and morality is not as dazzling as the master of the world, the Qinglong Island master-unfortunately, the festival is not guaranteed, and it is destroyed in the hands of his only son, Xiao Xiaohui.
If children are debts, then Xiao Xuan, the master of Xuanwutang, must be a usury.
Wu Xiaohui's mother was conceived when she was pregnant. She nearly killed two people. He was a coffin that was hard to cut out after her mother died, and she couldn't live. After ten years of warming up in the Xuanwu Hall with various spirits, he was stumped and born. The owner of the church struggled for this child. After birth, he loved his life, making this Xiao Xiaohui want wind and rain since childhood. It rains.
It's a pity that we don't have to do it.
He was inherently inadequate and weak. Most of the elixir was indigestible. He practiced a little bit harder and cried his father and mother. For more than a hundred years, he and his peers had a condensed instinct, the Royal Sword and the Royal Sword had their own achievements. Only he practiced everything with half the effort and suffered the ridicule of others to compliment him face to face. Over time, his temper became more and more surly.
This time, he did n’t know who he was listening to. Xiao Xiaohui determined that he had no benefit in his practice. It was a congenital and Xuanwutang practice of the law. He was so angry that he could not blame Mao Hang for pulling shit. With a bunch of unusable puppets, he left home without permission, and Qianli Puppet ran to the southern Xinjiang region, and planned to try his luck at Suzaku Tower.
Wu Xiaohui figured it out well. What Suzaku tower is only for "people with fate" is probably a gimmick. At this time, who is qualified to enter the tower, not to see who has a big fist?
It is a big deal to kill those who dare to be more fateful than him.
There are countless monks of Jian Sword around Wu Xiaohui, and they are also carrying two Yuanshen, and they have crushed a group of rootless and bottomless casual repairs without any problem. Unexpectedly, it was unsatisfactory, and the unlucky child gagged on drinking cold water. He could not enter the tower, but instead happened to die in a strange land.
Zhuang Nanxi apparently heard of Xiao Xiaohui's urine, and once again remembered the violent and unparalleled three swords in Cheng Qian's dark prison, Cheng Qian broke the magic repair ban, and sadly felt that it might be true.
Yi Xiaohui's indifference didn't make it really irritate the predecessor who had a bad temper at first glance, and was split by a sword ... It is not unusual.
One side is the elder who can't offend the world, and the other is a life-saving benefactor. Zhuang Nanxi felt that he was not a person. He had to sneer rather slyly: "I think there is any misunderstanding among them? This senior Cheng singled out the magic city. , Jian Zhan rejoiced to his lord, and only saved my life. How could he be an innocent person? "
The elder ignored him, his sleeves fluttered, and in a blink of an eye he had fallen away from Cheng Qian five steps, staring at Cheng Qiandao: "Do you recognize him?"
This seems to be the tone of Xingshi's guilt. Zhuang Nanxi was afraid that Cheng Qian would be bombed on the spot, and he hurriedly whispered: "The two have something to say."
Cheng Qian was silent for a while--the surname of He was indeed chopped by his master. Of course, when he was possessed by the demon, he was actually dead. The master is not a murderer ... but the culprit of the demon It was his four classmates who had lost out. Fuyao could not get rid of this dry cleaning anyway.
God, who knows that the father of Xu Xu can give birth to such a lame pug son?
The revenge of the murderer is here, and they also plan to find the secret words of Xuanwutang's main back lock ... Cheng Qian thought of this and suddenly felt heavy.
The seal of Master and his elders seems to contain curses, so that every time they have a little hope, they will be pushed back to the abyss immediately.
Rao is Cheng Qian's ambition to stand out from the rest, but at this time can not help but give birth to a little hesitation-is the Fuyao ’s spirit really exhausted? Isn't it ... no matter how hard they struggle?
The chubby monk shouted: "Only their party has entered the Suzaku Tower, and the young master had an accident in the Suzaku Tower, not who were they?"
Cheng Qian glanced at him coldly. Both were obviously monks of Yuanshen, but the chubby man felt as if he had become a frog stared at by a snake, and he shivered involuntarily.
Cheng Qian didn't acknowledge or deny it, but just slowly said, "This Taoist friend is a monk of Yuanshen. He can't break into Suzaku Tower, and dares to be like your master ..."
Cheng Qian's voice paused subtly. Although polite, his eyebrows showed an indifferent taunt: "... how did a person who didn't work so much in practice get into Suzaku Tower before it opened?"
The chunky monk listened for a moment.
Cheng Qian continued: "Furthermore, your group of thirty or forty people followed your master, and dare to ask him how he slipped away under your eyes?"
When the elder heard this, he turned to the chunky monk and said, "What's going on?"
The chubby monk was speechless for a moment, and he really couldn't blame it, his hands sweated.
Cheng Qian saw that he would live, so he said in an orderly way: "On the way to the southern part of the country, we did have conflicts with your master due to some trivial matters. We just went out and hurt people, and neither side did not let it go. At that time, they had a face-to-face meeting, and they also separated. This Taoist, you said to the emperor emperor soil, is that so? "
Chunky monk: "This ..."
The monks cultivate the world, the yin and yang, and the cause and effect, and always vow, even if it really smells shameless, there are no taboos, and before they say "to the emperor queen soil", they always stumble involuntarily.
Zhuang Nanxi watched indifferently, and couldn't help looking at the starting dive. He was a little surprised. He first thought that he had such a domineering practice at a young age, and looked a little cold, as if he was not so familiar with the world. Questioning in person like this, can still be tepid in public, very quiet city government.
Having said that, Cheng Qian closed his eyes, showing a little proudly: "Since I have let him face to face, why should I kill him in Suzaku Tower? Who knows who is his sacred son or Grandson, would it be possible for me to kill him as a small master monk, but also secretly? "
Although the elder felt some truth in this remark, his face was still heavy—he was a little bit disappointed that others would pride himself in front of him.
Cheng Qiandao said: "I did see the noble master in Suzaku Tower, but he had become a demon's puppet at that time and had no chance to live-the elders might as well ask your own doorkeeper, his own master Being possessed by a demon, why are you so ignorant? "
As soon as this remark came out, the chubby monk suddenly found that he was even more guilty. He suddenly changed his mind and shied away from his responsibility: "Zhu ... Suzaku Tower has stood for 100 years. Why do you happen to have Suzaku Tower? How did you know that you had nothing to do with that devil? "
It's almost nonsense.
Even Zhuang Nanxi couldn't stand it, and went forward: "Elder, I vouch for this senior Cheng. With his character, there will never be any involvement with those demon heads. The heads came out of the nest, and for the sake of the world, I must wait for the enemy to meet with the enemy. How can I fight against each other in private? The younger son also felt deep grief when he heard the matter. Now that the misunderstanding has been clarified, why not discuss the defense against the dragon Blood debt? "
The young man at Baihu Mountain Villa must have read some books, and talked in a set of ways, which can stir people's hearts.
Seeing a conflict was thus eliminated in a few words.
After listening to his words, the elder looked slightly slower, glanced at Cheng Qian, and sneered, "So, the gatekeeper neglected his duties."
The elder is now more than a thousand years old, but it is the top power among all the people. Because he is uncomfortable, he hangs a spare-time elder under the Xuanwu Hall. The four saints have to let him score three points. This old immortal is the only one who is used to respecting himself. He always perceives that "the sky is the boss and he is the second child." How can he put Cheng Qian in his eyes as a young man in his 100s?
After some latent excuses, and Zhuang Nanxi was playing next to the court, the elder had basically believed the remarks, but he was still uncomfortable in his heart—the reason was that he did n’t have him, only for Cheng Qian ’s attitude towards him from beginning to end. All are not humble. Over the years, who has seen him disrespectfully, lest he pant the wrong shot? In front of this boy, how can the little Yuan Shen who has been here for hundreds of years? Dare to rely on Xiuwei not to look at Xuanwutang?
Naturally, the elders didn't look down on Xiao Xiaohui, just like the domestic hairy dogs, but even if the beast was a dog, they couldn't kick outsiders casually.
Although Cheng Qian was not a murderer, he seemed to have cleaned up that Xiao Xiaohui.
The elder said: "Nevertheless, since you are not guilty of death, you will be punished a little by the old age, and teach you young people to know that the sky is high!"
This magnanimous speech did not fall, Cheng Qian felt an air of trueness he had never seen before, when the air was pressed down, and the force was very delicate-he didn't have to crush him, but he had to kneel When I knelt, my mouth bleeds.
Cheng Qian realized that he had been well-mannered for a few weeks, but he didn't expect people in the world to rely on the old man to sell the old man and give his face shame.
He flashed and didn't flash, he resisted this moment.
The two really collided in an empty space. Although they did not do their best, there was still a circle of flying sand and stones around them.
The elder's face is sour, and how unreasonable people are. Zhuang Nanxi knows that if the next dive is real, and the injury is not serious, the matter may be ignored, but he didn't buy it. .
Zhuang Nanxi's heart screamed awful immediately.
Sure enough, the elder was counterattacked, mad by anger, and laughed angrily: "Good boy, I see when you are crazy!"
He took a deep breath and immediately left his hand behind, trying to give Cheng Qiann his true color.
Zhuang Nanxi exclaimed, "Senior!"
Cheng Qian will retreat all his life, but I do not know what it means to be "forced to retreat", Frost Blade hovered up, and the two's true Yuan once again bumped against each other.
This time, however, the real chapter was moved. The monks in the surrounding area, including Zhuang Nanxi, all suffered.
I saw the ground quake and cracked into a square crack. The soft soil in the crack was instantly filled with ice. The thriving grass leaves were like frosting jasper.
The extremely hot summer that does not go in the autumn in southern Xinjiang suddenly dies, and it seems that an extremely arctic ice field has been artificially opened here.
Fortunately, Zhuang Nanxi was clever. Seeing that he was wrong, he had already mobilized the true elements in his body.
However, Rao is like this. He still has a huge chest shock, and cannot be lifted up by the roaring cold wind, as if suffering a natural disaster.
The elder and Cheng Qian each retreated three or four feet away. Cheng Qian's face seemed whiter than the frost and snow on the ground, but the elder was even more embarrassed. He suddenly bent down and covered his face with his sleeves. For a moment, it seemed that he had been applied with a layer of frost, but he was not hurt!
The audience was silent and everyone was shocked.
Zhuang Nanxi was only when Cheng Qian had just entered Yuanshen, and even when he saw his sword arrogance, he thought he was a sword repair ... Who knows that he can evenly share the elder with the elder, and it seems to be a little better!
What kind of state does this have to be?
Cheng Qian's realm is far less than he imagined, this time is totally equivalent to cheating.
Cheng Qian impulse to fight with the other person for a moment, and as soon as he touched, he knew that he had entrusted him—the top elders like the elders could deal with him completely. The depth of the depth is unimaginable for Cheng Qian. When he thought he was dead and seriously injured this time, suddenly, an invisible force behind him carried a lot of the elder's true power.
Cheng Qian was taken aback first, and then, with a light back of his head, his hair spread out with long hair, Cheng Qian seemed to feel it. He caught the broken white satin hairband and explored it slightly, and caught it. A little runny breath is about to dissipate.
It turned out that this thing carried him a small and a half true dollars and saved his life.
Cheng Qian secretly fortunately, rubbing his broken hairband with his fingertips, and without having to think about who wears the thing, Cheng Qian softened in his heart, thinking: "Yang Niangniang has a lot of things."
But then, he frowned again and said, "No, the spell on it is broken, there must be a sense there, shouldn't I worry him again?"
Thinking about it that way, Cheng Qian suddenly had a little bit of irritability, thinking about how he could get away as soon as possible.
"Big elder!" Several Xuanwutang monks who saw the machine quickly rushed to the ground and scrambled to sacrifice themselves. They wanted to step forward and give a hand, but did not expect this time to slap on the horse's legs.
The elder said angrily, "Get out!"
He slammed his sleeves so fast that he couldn't tell the enemy, and fanned out all his own dog legs.
The elder has not had any rivals for many years, and he refuses to believe that the hairy boy Xiu will be on top of him, and he is angry and almost goes into magic. His self-proclaimed talent is already rare and outstanding in the world, and he has been hardworking for thousands of years. He has never been slacked off one day after another, and an unknown monk can hurt him in one hand?
That is impossible!
Unless this person has practiced any evil demon!
The elder exclaimed angrily, "Where does the demon come from, thinking that you can touch the fish with muddy water when you hide your blood?"
The chubby monk hiding far away saw a sudden change in wind direction, and took the opportunity to stir up the wind and ignite: "I already said that he was suspicious, elder, then the dragon in South Xinjiang must be inseparable from him!"
Cheng Qian finally knew what it meant to be "the sin of wanting to be added, and there was nothing wrong with it."
He was not a good person, but he refused to offend Xuanwutang just for the sake of martial arts. At this time, the repressive anger finally rushed into his throat.
Cheng Qian sneered: "Well, one upper lip touched one lip. I don't know the long-tailed Wang Bajing at the gate of Guipai can't see that he is black or white!"
The elder exclaimed angrily: "Burn the array! Take this man down and see what kind of cleverness he has on the Suo Xiantai!"
Immediately around, someone sang "Yes" in unison.
I don't know when the surroundings have been surrounded by disciples of Xuanwutang in black robes. There are a total of seven to forty-nine people, a water and a quasi-yuan god, and a true yuan intertwined into a net of heaven and earth.
This "Big Tianyan Formation" is the big formation of Xuanwutang under the box. Looking at the world, in addition to Xuanwutang, who can make up fifty masters like this as a chess piece?
The forty-nine monks in black shouted in unison: "Here!"
Cheng Qian heard a buzz in his ears, his chest seemed to be severely hit, even though his flesh was transformed into a spiritual jade, his meridians seemed to be crushed, and Frostblade Sword's boundless swordsmanship was attacked by this array. Forced out, the two hatchbacks contended, this array is not as violent as Tianjie, but it has more room than Tianjie.
Cheng Qian was struck by a large array of Zhenyuan, and he urged Frostblade. The fierce thing rolled into an indestructible whirlwind in the air, hitting the Zhenyuan net on Datianyan array into a hole. At the same time, Cheng Qianqiang With a breath, he bit his teeth out of the blood.
However, Datianyan arrays are intertwined, but in an instant, the flow of Zhenyuan has quickly blocked the hole, but Frostblade is entangled and strong, as if the beast was bound by his limbs and his teeth. , Can't earn it anyway.
Cheng Qian grabbed the hilt of the sword and left-clicked and right-clicked, but he couldn't catch the vitality. Even if the sea was flowing across the river, he couldn't reach the Tianluodi net.
The white satin hairband that he had secretly hid in his sleeve just seemed to be spiritual. Even though the rune had been destroyed, he still devoted himself to the last remaining vitality of his breath, and carefully followed his wrists into the meridians. It's like someone's mother-in-law and unrelenting guardianship.
Suddenly, Cheng Qian remembered what happened when he was practicing sword with his master when he was young.
Frost-bladed hands were released, and in the last entangled by Datianyan array, a sword contained in the sword's tip was spit out, passing through the big net exactly, hitting a big tree next to it After the branch trembled a little, it grows wildly and grows big and small crystal clear ice flowers.
Withered trees in spring.
The branches full of ice blossoms swept out, and the two black robe monks who did not check were thrown into the sky together. Datianyanzhen broke a big hole from the outside to the inside. On.
The final form of Fuyao Wooden Sword, the return of the dead wood in the spring to return to the true, a move, it actually corresponds to a line of vitality.
Help him break out at this time.
However, at this moment, Cheng Qian suddenly got cold in his waist, and he almost looked down incredibly, only to see him only where Da Tianyan had cut his clothes and exposed his skin. insect.
The elder had a strange formula in his hands not far away and was looking at him with a vicious smile.
Who knows that the elders who are top and powerful, and surrounded by the four holy saints, will actually use such sneaky sneak attacks without regard to their faces?
A strange numbness rose up at the bite of the bug, spreading quickly across his body, Cheng Qian seemed to be frozen, falling down stiffly with Frostblade, and a real yuan was pumped in Datianyan array. Behind him, his eyes are dark-2k novel reading network