Chapter 731: The semi-hermit gate opens, the secret place of sword grave

"They have existed for decades and hundreds of years. They have penetrated the clothing, food and accommodation of Hong Kong Islanders, from the film and television circle, the financial industry, to minibuses, taxis, and food markets!"
"Hong Kong people are accustomed to their existence, the media are accustomed to it, and even the police are accustomed to it! It seems that the existence of these evil forces is justified!"
"But what you have done tells me that no evil force is invincible!"
"Justice may be late, but never absent!"
"And until now, I understand that my father has never forgotten to avenge his mother over the years! I have also been collecting relevant evidence!"
"In the future, I will be fearless and dare to declare war against evil forces! Just like my father!"
"So, I want to thank you, every ordinary person who dares to fight against evil forces!"
Speaking of which, her legs were close together, Jiao's body in a police uniform was straight, her right hand was raised to the eyebrows, and Jiang Tianjing paid a standard police salute.
That delicate face was full of reverence, but crystal tears were rolling in the beautiful eyes.
"Well, come on!"
"Your dad is a good policeman. Sometimes struggle needs a way!"
Jiang Tian patted her on the shoulder and turned towards the departure hall.
Xu Zixuan and Fang Minxia reluctantly.
Fang Minxia stretched her neck and looked at the disappearance of Jiang Tian in the ticket gate.
"He's gone!" Xu Zixuan sighed.
"Yeah, he's gone!" Fang Minxia nodded, her eyes lonely.
The little goddess Xu Zixuan pursed her lips and smiled bitterly: "Don't watch, he's gone, you won't come back if you look at it!"
"Ugh!"
Fang Minxia sighed, retracted her gaze, and looked at the sky outside the glass window.
I do n’t know if Jiang Tian ’s class opportunity will fly by.
"He is the dragon and the phoenix in the sky, and we and he are not from the same world after all!"
Xu Zixuan sighed quietly: "We just have a brief encounter with him!"
"Yes!"
Fang Minxia retracted her gaze and smiled:
"With this short intersection, it's been great! I think I'm lucky!"
"me too!"
Xu Zixuan walked out of Hong Kong Island Airport, holding Fang Minxia's arm.
When Jiang Tian set off for Russia.
Mount Emei, the red sun is thin, and the clouds are numerous.
In the morning, many disciples are practicing on the martial arts field as usual.
Suddenly, a loud howling sound was heard.
The crowd looked up suddenly, and saw a Bai Lian running through the heavens and the earth, spraying out from a large hall, and directing the sky.
During Bai Lian, he saw the man's leopard head and eyes faintly, his face was gaunt, his eyes were like electricity,
A wide mouth reveals Bai Sensen's teeth, a pair of small eyes like black beans, a black beard rooted like a sword halberd, like a steel brush.
Although he was wearing a blue robe, he had no peace and diluteness from his family, instead he was fierce and vicious, with a strong spirit of killing, like a peerless mage.
"this is"
Song Shuangyan, who was practicing with a sword, was shocked, and scared the sword almost to the ground: "The gate is out!"
Bang!
There was a shock in the void, and one person shot on the sword, and passed through hundreds of meters of void in an instant, and fell on the Yanwu field.
"Wait to see the master!"
Many elders, church owners, and disciples worshiped on the ground with respectful eyes.
Huh!
Hao Taichong, the head of Emei, opened his mouth wide and took a sip. The sword suddenly became smaller, fell into the mouth, and was swallowed by him.
"Keep your sword in your body!"
Seeing this scene, several old men who have reached the state of God are even more shocked, and their faces are even more revered:
"Congratulations to the gate master for 'Blood God Sword', this time you step into the real human fairy!"
Hao Taichong didn't answer, he didn't care, just glanced at the audience, and asked, "Who is Song Shuangyan?"
"Disciple Song Shuangyan, meet the head!"
In the crowd, when Su Yiyan was attacked, it appeared that the worldly Song Shuangyan stepped forward and bowed.
"I have seen the residual pictures of Xianxu, it's true! From then on, you are my personal disciple!" Hao Tai said categorically.
"Thank you for your success!"
Song Shuangyan's eyes were excited, and he knelt down and worshiped, his heart secretly ruthless.
Jiang Tian, ​​Jiang Tian, ​​Hao Taichong is already an immortal. If you want to kill you, isn't it right?
"The head is out this time," asked the elder.
"It was another eleven years when the nine swords immortals fell to the ground and the sword sect was opened. I missed the retreat last time. This time, I'm going anyway!"
Hao Taichong shook his sleeves, disdain:
"By the way, slay Jiang Taichu!"
Then, in his eyes, there were two sword-like awns that seemed to be real.
Song Shuangyan was surprised and bowed in a hurry: "Master, this time I am willing to go with you!"
"Yes!"
Hao Taichong's evil behavior is true:
"He killed my lover Baidicheng, and also killed my sister Hao Hongmei! This time, Po Dao let him know that the Emei sword faction is really powerful!"
At the point Cang.
Bang!
A loud noise came.
Many disciples saw it.
The top of Mount Mo in the 19th Cang Nine Peak was smashed directly by a mountain descending from the sky.
auzw.com "Is there a strong one coming?"
"Who! Who's making trouble!"
"It's impossible to master the magic!"
Many disciples were shocked, and held their swords in awe.
"No! It's not a master attack! This is the breakthrough of the head! Half-step man immortal, move the mountain!
Elder Liang Zichen of Gong Gong looked at Mo Genting with a surprised look on his face.
despair!
The crowd saw a figure wearing a white robe, stepping on a white cloud over a distance of several kilometers, and came flying.
When he landed, he turned out to be a young man with a sword and eyebrows, a long shawl, a stature, and a strong breath.
Unless he was wearing a special brocade robe and holding a moire sword that only the door owner could use, everyone would not realize that this was the point of Cangmen master Zhou Zixuan.
"Returning to old age, is this a longevity?"
Liang Zichen was stunned.
"Congratulations to the head, who has broken through to half a step! I wish you a major in the field, and you will have a lifetime!"
Liang Zichen led many elders and disciples to kneel on the ground, respectfully praying.
"Be flat!"
Zhou Zixuan said with relief:
"I want to thank Jiang Taichu for bringing great pressure to me and forging ahead. Within one year, I broke through the three realms of moving mountains, Qitian, and Changsheng, and finally stepped into the half-step fairy! People's fairyland! "
Liang Zichen heard and stopped talking.
"Zichen, you and the five elders, followed me down the mountain to the bitter cold place of the extreme north" Sword grave ""
Zhou Zixuan said in a deep voice.
"Brother, aren't Haitao's revenge for their tragic death?"
Liang Zichen frowned.
"Do not!"
Zhou Zixuan's eyes shot out with a greedy sneer, sneer: "This time I am out of the mountain, Jiang Taichu will be forced to talk about his cultivation methods! I heard people say that he is probably from Xianxu!"
In Tianshan.
It is snowy and frozen for thousands of miles.
Under the attention of many disciples.
Click!
A stone gate that has been frozen for decades has cracked a gap in the thick ice crystal snowflakes, and then the door bursts open, leaving an old man in a gown.
"Thirty years of old retreat, Kekeke, finally out of customs! I'm afraid the world doesn't know me!"
The old man was holding a cranberry cane, his fists were clogging his mouth, and he was coughing again and again, and a trace of sick flush appeared on the original waxy face.
This old man wore an old sheepskin with a long coat, just like a village peasant in the Qing Dynasty.
His face was bleak, his breath was weak, his waist was dangling, and he was drooping, as if he was about to run out of oil.
He only spoke a word.
But ten miles away, hundreds of millions of snowflakes suddenly hovered, as if fixed in the air by magic.
"I heard that a boy named Jiang Taichu has risen in the secular world! It may be a visitor to Xianxu, who has supreme power!"
The head of Tianshan Li Jiuyou smiled strangely, and then stepped into the air, rising into the air, with a shape like a dragon flying down the mountain:
"This time out, the old man must have a secret possession of the sword and grave, and dare to call the sun and the moon for a new day! Jiang Taichu will be killed!"
After he drove out ten miles, the snow in this area fell down one after another.
"Congratulations, Master, for winning the flag, winning the sword and hiding in secret, and cutting off Jiang Taichu's prestige!"
Behind him, a disciple knelt down, as if seeing a god.
Headquarters of Hongmen International Friendship Association, Vancouver, Canada.
Hongmen headquarters!
A modern 199-story building overlooking the billowing Pacific Ocean, the blue glass curtain wall shines in the sun.
The whole building is solemn and magnificent, like a blue sword, piercing the sky.
On the top floor, a 3,000-square-meter super-hall is quaintly furnished.
Carved corridors and paintings, continuous temples, flowing bridges, rocky rocks, and nine-curved corridors are like walking through time and space into Suzhou gardens in the Qing Dynasty.
At this time, the chairman wearing a long gown and many Hongmen disciples bowed slightly, looking nervously and expectantly at a pair of crystal coffins.
In the coffin, lies a young man wearing a priest costume of the Qing Dynasty.
Although this man has long black hair and handsome brows, his body is not and his skin is almost transparent.
Time flows slowly.
President Hongmen's brows became more and more frowning, and his heart regretted and sighed: "Master Zu ’s‘ coagulation stopped his life 'a hundred years ago. Masters in the meeting predicted that Master Zu will wake up in the near future, but now

"But for a few months, Grandpa Grandpa has shown no signs of waking up. Has Grandpa Grandpa really died?"
Just when the chairman was disappointed that today, as in the past, he intends to turn around and leave.
Suddenly, click.
A crack appeared in the crystal coffin.
The red light flickered, Caixia was thin, and a vigorous blood filled with clouds.
"This, this, Grandpa is waking up?"
Many Hongmen disciples looked at each other and saw the shocking ecstasy on their faces.
"Quiet! Don't disturb my ancestors!"
President Hongmen glared at everyone and shivered, wondering whether he was shocked or excited.
boom!
A blood rainbow burst through the roof, like a blood-colored sword, with the potential to destroy the sky and shoot directly into the sky.
Suddenly, the whole hall seemed to be swept by a hurricane.
Rocks and stones flew across, buildings collapsed, artificial rivers hung up, glass windows shattered, and numerous fragments fluttered in the air like butterflies.
The crowd was bombarded by a majestic weird force and flew out, lying on the ground embarrassed.
Billowing smoke and red blood.
Everyone saw the figure slowly rising from the coffin shards, like a walking on the blue sky, walking one step at a time.