Chapter 842: Who besieged who

  Ning Yao said: "This Zhou Haijing played very well."
  For a while, the fist is like breaking a willow, and the hand is like holding a flower for a while, and the figure flutters like a colorful cloud.
  In Ning Yao's view, when a martial artist fights, you punch me and kick me. In fact, it is more exciting than practicing Qi Shi on the mountain. As for swordsmanship, it is actually very boring.
Compared with Zhou Haijing, who is fancy punching and quick posture, Yu Hong's fists and feet appear to be open and close, his fists are strong, his qi is like a few dragons hovering around, and Zhou Haijing's hands have been achieved several times. , Had already smashed the female grandmaster’s hand and a few hairpins. Those who watched the battle, especially those of Gongqing who cared about Chixiang and Chi’er Street, could not lift their heads. When they saw Zhou Haijing hit the fish and rainbow with the back of his foot, The momentum sank so hard that Yuhong moved horizontally ten feet away in the martial arts field by kicking it. For a while, everyone shouted and applauded.
Yu Hong stood still and patted his clothes. A blood trough appeared on his cheeks, slowly oozing blood. It was a small injury that Zhou Haijing had previously scratched with a hand knife. This young auntie, her hands are really black. Previously, the hand knife was like a rainbow, and it seemed to cut the neck straight. It was all an illusion. Assassin, it was her thumb that actually pulled out, trying to dig out one of Yuhong's eyeballs. Yu Hong didn't hesitate at the time, and kicked Zhou Haijing's abdomen. In order to relieve his strength, the latter had to take a step back so as not to be stepped through his body. Otherwise, if he changed his hands this time, Yu Hong would use one. For the price of the eyes, I killed a mountain-level martial artist.
Chen Ping’an was still closing his eyes and meditating, listening to the sound of the fist. For the end martial artist who was on the first floor of the return, it was not difficult at all. He explained to Ning Yao softly:
Zhou Haijing is fishing, less than half of the incense stick, deliberately Six different methods of boxing were used, and the seventeen strokes were all learned from others. They win in the skillful strokes of the boxing, and lose in the skills are superficial, overly complex, and inadequate, because they are not Zhou Haijing's own real boxing methods. She doesn’t tell Yuhong the level of strength everywhere, plus the hand-knife at the top, most of it is to make Yuhong continue to deepen the impression in her heart, "Zhou Haijing is a female martial artist." I guess I wait until Yuhong is the first. The second time she took her breath, it was when Zhou Haijing was deciding the victory or defeat with him. One accident was that she traded Yuhong's life with a serious injury."
  Ning Yao doubted: "Both sides have hatred?"
  Chen Ping’an thought for a while,
It’s hard to say, some martial idiots just like to separate life and death in order to strengthen martial arts.

  For example, the old cook in Luoposhan.
  Zhou Haijing held a few orbs in his hands, exerted lightly, and creaked, before being affected by Yuhong's fist, the rope was broken, and most of the beads were scattered on the ground.
She smiled sweetly, "Yu's old waist is always strong, no wonder it's open branches and leaves, many children and grandchildren, this trip to Beijing, I heard that the old Zhuying dynasty, your fish surnamed Wufu, majestic and powerful, fist Half a country."
  The spectators burst out laughing.
  Yuhong frowned slightly and said: "Wufu martial arts, stop talking nonsense."
  Zhou Haijing raised his hand and let go of his fist. Several beads were pinched into a ball of powder, and fluttered in the wind.
  She clasped her fists high and smiled:
It can be regarded as a blind medicinal material to prolong life and women can use it as a powder to apply face.

  My wife, the shop has to add money.
  Yuhong had a vaguely angry expression, "Wufu learning from each other is not a child’s play, Zhou Haijing, you are learning martial arts together, and your breakthrough is so smooth that you disrespect martial arts so much. Today, the old man will teach you how to be a pure martial artist!"
  Zhou Haijing patted his palms,
Don’t teach me how to be a woman.

  The whistle sounded one after another.
  Yuhong sneered and said: "Speech, what kind of pure martial arts?! Then the old man will not be polite with you, if you accidentally beat your mountain, remember not to blame the sky, you asked for it."
  Ning Yao smiled, bent his fingers, and tapped someone's forehead lightly.
  Chen Ping An said helplessly: "I am not Ma Kuxuan. I fight with people, especially Wenquan. I rarely chat."
   Zhou Haijing pretended to be horrified, patted his heart, and swayed.
  I saw this scene of amorous feelings. I don’t know how many vagrants and Deng’s disciples screamed in the audience.
On the other roof, Zhao Duanming suddenly looked at one place. The young man was shocked. He pulled Cao Gengxin's sleeve and said in his heart: "Cao Jiugui, Your Majesty and Empress Empress are here, Yuhong and Sister Zhou are so great. It’s enough for the ancestors of the ancestors. As expected, it’s better to learn boxing. Let’s practice the fighters to fight, how can your Majesty take a look."
Cao Gengxin didn't look at the place where the boy could see, but just stared at the wonderful question box in the snail dojo. When sister Zhou stood still, her legs were already very long. When she asked people about boxing, she was heroic. Sa Shuang, when he whips his legs, Cao Gengxin can't wait to push the old man away, let himself carry a leg, and remind the young man: "Take care of your eyes. You shouldn't look at things. If you can't help but not look, it's just cultivating your heart."
  Zhao Duanming retracted his gaze and laughed angrily:
You can manage your mouth if you have the ability, don’t drink.

  Cao Gengxin took a sip of the drink and smiled and said: "I just want to use the drink to block my mouth. Drinking is slightly dim, and looking at the flowers in the fog is more beautiful."
A pair of graceful and graceful couples, young faces, and a little girl by their side. The three of them just took their seats and sat by the window of a restaurant outside the martial arts venue. There were some melon and fruit snacks on the table. There were several tables nearby. It was enshrined by the imperial family of Dali, who had performed blindfolding techniques. The three at the main table were Emperor Song He, Queen Yu Mian, and Yu Yu, a military monk from the earthly branch. It's just that Song Xu, the prince, did not show up.
  The restaurant did not clear the venue to rush people.
  Girl-year-old Yu Yu, she is not low in the Yu family of Shangzhu Kingdom, and is one generation higher than Yu Mian. Therefore, if the empress is going home to save her relatives, she must call her aunt when she sees a girl. In the Ao Pingzhou countries other than Dayi, according to court regulations, almost all the queens could not go home to save their relatives, but the Song family of Dayi was always lenient in such matters, regardless of when Nanzhan returned to Yuzhang County. , Or Yu Mian went out of the palace twice to Yichi Lane, and the Ministry of Rites had no objection.
Yu Yu was stealing wine in front of His Majesty the Emperor, stealing one pot after another. After stealing those pots, the taste was light but better than the long aftertaste of the Changchun Palace wine. The girl began to stare at the pots of immortals on the table next door. Home tea, as a errand, can't drink alcohol, but drink the first-class tea.
  Ning Yao said: "You guessed it wrong. Zhou Haijing didn't seem to think about splitting life and death with Yuhong, and she still had a sense of action. Could it be that she already knew that she would become the last monk in the earthly branch?"
  In this questioning punch, the two sides actually hit two sticks of incense, nearly half an hour, and finally Zhou Haijing lost a move, and neither side of the questioning punch was seriously injured.
  Yuhong holds his fists and respects the Quartet.
  Zhou Haijing stretched out his hand to cover his cheek, and spit out a mouthful of blood towards the ground, arousing pity.
  She was hit in the cheek with a punch by Yuhong, and when she was staggered, Yuhong tapped her back with an elbow.
  If he is ruthless, Zhou Haijing will fall into a state if he is not dead.
  Zhou Haijing showed a smile, "After I recover from the injury, can I ask Senior Yu for advice or two."
  Broken pots and sold iron beforehand, and both borrowed a lot of fairy money from Su Lang, betting that they would lose and make a lot of money!
  Yuhong nodded and said: "Whatever."
Chen Pingan sat up, squinted, looked at the woman Wu Fu who didn't care about the outcome, and said to Ning Yao Xin: "It is roughly certain. Zhou Haijing and Yu Hong have a life and death feud. Maybe it was just killing a Yuhong. Unhate."
  Chen Ping’an suddenly turned his head and looked towards the hanging mountain and Jiaolonggou in the past, his face pale.
  Ning Yao asked: "Who has taken the shot over the barren world? Aliang? Left and right?"
  Because of the dual relationship between Hedao Jianqi Great Wall and being overwhelmed by the wild world, Chen Ping’an noticed a hint.
  Chen Ping An took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "The two joined hands."
  Ning Yao didn’t need to think about anything, and said straightforwardly:
Can you roughly determine the location of the battlefield? I can use my sword to open the sky, first return to the colorful world, and then rush to the wild battlefield.

  However, Ning Yao knew very well that even if he was in time, he might not be able to help. Once Tuo Yueshan’s plan had already included himself, he might have been unhelpful.
  Chen Ping’an shook his head and suddenly laughed,
We have to trust A Liang and brother.

  Aliang and the left and right joint out swords.
  Probably it was like a...the boss sword fairy Chen Qingdu went out of the city to fight, and put all his strength in the sword.
  To make up for a big regret for the world.
  A siege carefully arranged in the wild world.
  The mountains and rivers are broken, the earth is cracked, and the aura is disordered, and a group of ambushes and hides have nowhere to hide.
  The wild great demon who first appeared, is Wenhai’s careful disciple of the mountain pioneer, one of the new thrones, the sword immortal Shouchen, single-eyed, back sword box, hidden six swords, and a green robe "Banana Refining".
  Shouchen is one of the two newest ascending sword repairmen in the wild world after the war ended, and the other one is a remarkable one who has become a co-lord of the world in one fell swoop.
  Shouchen looked dignified, even if his side occupied the right time and place, but he did not take it lightly. Shouchen looked at the four swords hanging on his waist, Aliang, this frame, anyone could die.
Immediately after Shouchen, there was a female fairyland demon from Tuoyueshan, who was named Xinzhuang, a direct disciple of Tuoyueshan ancestor, who had been acquainted with Aliang for many years, and was a bottleneck in fairyland. , In the small world big formation, her combat power can be regarded as an ascendant monk.
   A large formation appeared at the feet of the two, like two yin and yang fish, one black and one white, tangling each other. Shou Chen and Xin Zhuang just stood on top of the yin and yang fish, hanging in the air, rotating with the formation.
  The big array is very simple, just a yin and one yang double fish diagram, not to make more appearances. However, the atmosphere of the Great Dao is extremely mysterious and vast, like the authentic legal tradition of the Great Dao between Heaven and Earth to Jian.
  Xin Zhuang sighed faintly, looking at the man who knows the sky is high and thick, and who wants to go southward into the barren hinterland, whispered softly: "Aliang, you shouldn't provoke a world like this."
  The ten thousand years of confrontation between the barren world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the Ascended Realm Great Demon is difficult to be killed, and the Ascended Realm Sword Repair is even harder to die.
  On the left hand side of Aliang, two hundred miles away, an old mountain-moving ape who steps on a flying sword and carries a long stick on his shoulders presses down a hill under his feet with magical magical powers, so as not to be broken by Aliang's sword intent.
This old demon of the old throne, whose real name is Zhu Wei, grinned and said with a grin: "You shit, since you are tired and crooked, grandpa will give you a ride today and go with that Dong Sangeng to be a companion. Unfortunately not. Fourteen realms, otherwise grandpa will be more credited."
Hundreds of miles to the right of Aliang, there is an Ascendant Demon Official Lane with hairy brows and white robes. It is also one of the new thrones. It has already used magical powers to twist and connect a river for hundreds of miles. The final detention is A pocket futon.
Guan Xiang and Na Aliang laughed loudly and said: "Brother Aliang, the style is not diminished back then, but this time it seems hard to be slipped away by you, otherwise, you can help me give a word to the hermit. What I said is still true."
It was to persuade the young hidden official to turn to the wild, marry the little girl of his family, and become one of the new thrones without any suspense. The ranking is destined to be extremely high. Guanxiang is willing to take the initiative to let the virtuous people become the head of the family. The territory of the mountains and rivers under the jurisdiction of Xiang Yimai is no less than a continent of mountains and rivers in the vast world. One day, when Chen Ping'an is among the fourteen realms of sword repair, he may be able to share the world with Feiran.
  A Liang raised a remotely.
  This old man in Guanxiang has less foresight than the old blind man. Who looks more handsome with Chen Pingan and has no points?
  Da Yaoguan Alley raised his hand and detained a ray of sword intent from his side, lingering around his fingertips, unexpectedly there was a vision of lightning and thunder.
  Farther away, there was a rider, riding a horse in the clouds, wearing golden armor, holding a gun, covered in armor, and no real appearance. There were two small and exquisite meteor hammers hanging from his waist, one bright red and one pitch black.
  The demon female cultivator with a great Taoist name stands beside this rider. She is slender and looks like a Taoist female crown, wearing a fishtail crown.
  Wearing a yellow and purple Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, there is a round moon in the back.
  Although these two are both immortal realm cultivation bases, no matter whether they are in the Summer Palace or the Middle-earth Confucian Temple, they are all listed as must-kill targets. There are only three monster monks who have won this honor, together with the ministers.
  A Liang looked around, his eyes were dull, and after holding back for a long time, he suffocated a depressed speech:
It’s miserable, it seems that today’s battle was lost to Bai Ye, it’s really a way to teach people to beat their chests and feet.

  Fuyaozhou besieged and killed Bai Ye. There were so many thrones and monsters that could not be counted with one hand, and all of them were old thrones in the wild world, without any moisture.
  Sure enough, after falling from the fourteenth stage, he will be looked down upon.
Before I was "ascended to heaven", I made a special trip to say something strange with my own Yin and Yang, Brother Aliang, don’t be sad, you just treat our two realms interchanged, don’t lose, when I succeed in harmony, remember to come to heaven to congratulate, I must To make the feat that I was thinking of when I was young, to refine Yinhe to make fermented rice, and good wine was enough.
  The wild top combat power who temporarily appeared on the battlefield, there are only these six in the eyes.
  The old ancestor of the genus of moving mountains in the world, Zhu Wei, is the pinnacle of the ascent. Among the old thrones, this old ancestor of moving mountains is actually considered outstanding.
   Make do.
  Shouchen, a newly promoted ascendant sword repairer.
Okay.
   is still young after all, and belongs to the junior in the ascending realm sword repair. No matter how talented in sword practice, he still can't make up for the innate defects of insufficient realm fighting.
  Guan Alley, the Ascended Realm Great Demon who ranks on the new throne is an old enemy of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
   is even an old acquaintance of Aliang. The old guy doesn't seem to be good at all except for his loud voice and funny speech.
  Tuo Yueshan Xinzhuang is a formation master, but his fist skills are quite good, and he can be regarded as a boundless martial artist.
  As for the golden-armored knight riding a horse in the cloud, his avenues and feet are extremely obscure. There is no record of the Jiazi account, let alone the real name of the big demon, even a pseudonym.
Female crown catkin, it is rumored that she is the mountain Taoist companion of Huang Luan of the old throne, but in fact it is Huang Luan's remnant of the road of killing the three corpses, half of the appearance of the outer demon, if she puts aside her endless magic weapons, the combat power is not too great High is extremely difficult to kill. After the great demon Huang Luan was eaten by Zhou Mi, many of the secret treasures were thrown by Zhou Mi to the catkins before reaching the sky, which was regarded as returning to the original owner.
  These three put together a bunch, the combat power can barely be regarded as two Ascended Realm monks.
  So in Aliang's eyes, there are roughly only five soarings.
Aliang gently touched the ground with his toes, pressed his thumb against the hilt, and the long sword was out of its sheath. He glanced down at the borrowed long swords and smiled and said, "No, rest assured, you will never be wronged. "
  To kill me Aliang.
  Especially when he is a sword repairman who starts to sabre right away.
  There is definitely not only this point. It's not that there are not enough great monsters on the paper, but the true backbone of the abbot's siege today, Shouchen? That's too much meaning.
  Wandering alone in the wilderness in his early years, a series of Ascended Great Demon followed his ass.
  Before, Al Liang deliberately walked to the edge of the hidden big formation before he stopped, and then let Feng Xuetao leave and let this Shanze Yexiu return to the Great Wall of Jianqi alone.
  It is not easy for a wild Xiu who is most afraid of death and cherishes his life. It is not easy to follow him to this point, especially when Feng Xuetao feels that he can try to stay, Alian feels that it is enough.
  Of course, Feng Xuetao has to live well, return to the world, and brag about this battle for me.
  "Don’t hide and fight anymore. It’s just that it’s boring to see how boring people are in fighting, so it’s better to end up gambling yourself."
When Aliang pushed his sword out of its sheath, within three thousand miles of a larger area, all the mountains collapsed, the dust covered the sky and the sun, and all the flowing water was shattered by the fine sword intent, and there was no water transport at all. Exhausted water and dust are mixed together, and within the territory of three thousand miles of mountains and rivers, it is like a torrent of mud that is descending quickly. The sword intent crisscrossed in the rain curtain, and the earth was densely covered with ravines. There was no mountain, a stream, or a plant of vegetation, all turned into powder in an instant. Even the top of the mountain under the foot of the old ancestor who moved the mountain was completely shattered.
  Zhu Wei waved his long stick and drew a circle of arcs to disperse the surging sword intent around him.
  A Liang of this dog day, it's not the Fourteenth Realm Sword Repair.
   Besieged and killed Bai Ye, this ancestor who moved to the mountain still has lingering fears.
  At that time, it was fortunate that the fourteenth realm Baiya was not a sword repairman.
The large formation rotates, and the Shouchen and Xinzhuang hovering above the two swimming fish in black and white do not need to cast spells. They have a formation to help wear out that sword intent, and the large array collides with the sword intent. Agitated for bursts of glazed time ripples.
  Shouchen squinted his eyes to observe the trajectory of the sword intent, and shook his head after a while, unable to find the slightest kendo flaw.
  The biggest reliance of sword repair is the ultimate lethal power of one sword to break through ten thousand laws. No matter what kind of person you are cultivating, and what magical powers you have, just one sword breaks it.
However, it is difficult for Jian Xiu to take care of his personal superiority and large-scale damage on the battlefield. This is why Wu Chengpei, who is not good at fighting with others, is only a jade sword, whose life is listed as the first-class flying sword by the Summer Palace. Swordsmanship in the Pure Realm, however, can become the first choice for the Great Demon in the Wild World to beheaded as soon as possible.
  It is difficult to have the best of both worlds.
Sword repairs and natal flying swords, who are born to be suitable for the battlefield, are often not good at fighting each other between swords, and a sword repairer on the battlefield of the mountain, even if the sword is very alive and the sword intent is extremely heavy, but there are pros and cons. The advantage is that you are not afraid of encirclement, and the disadvantage is that if you are not careful, you will be caught by the enemy's mountain monks, and use the technique of avenue deduction to find a certain avenue omission.
  A Liang is a big exception.
  Whether it is catching a rival or being trapped in a siege.
  This daunting Haoran sword repairman, a swordsman who is least like a scholar, is almost invincible.
  The so-called "near" is because there was the old sword immortal sitting on the city head before, and Bai Yujing had the invincible Dao second child, because Yu Dou had one of the four more immortal swords, "Dao Zang".
  Taibai, Wanfa, Taoism, naive.
It is recognized by the mountain top that these four fairy swords that have killed countless ancient monsters and gods, as long as they are obtained by Aliang, or a handy sword with a rank close to the rank by Aliang, they are hard to kill and not lose. Bai is the most proud of the world.
  Da Yaoguan Alley laughed, and the futon at his feet cracked open, breaking the sword intent.
  The golden armored knight slightly grasped the spear in his hand, and the ancient armor on his body was shining brightly.
  The mount gently stepped on the void, and under the horse's hoof, circles of water ripples rippling in all directions.
  The knight asked heartily: "Do we need so many people to participate in the siege? You really want to fight for help?"
  "People?"
Catkin smiled, and she continued to shake the whisk in her hand, breaking up the afterglow of the sword intent within a radius of several miles, and expelling it slightly outside. It was really troublesome. Within a thousand miles, the sword intent was quietly circulating everywhere. , One's own attacking magic weapons, magic magic powers, Shudishanhe and certain escape techniques, when used, will be very troublesome, and it will become easier to reveal clues. Even so, there is still no one who wants to be that early bird, taking the lead in showing the kind of magical powers that move mountains and seas and replace small worlds, and transfer this sword intent to another place.
  I never thought that a person’s sword intent poured out into the world, and it could be counted by two catties, and it was hundreds of catties, more than a thousand catties?
  I really don’t say the least.
The ride next to Catkin was born out of the sky. Even she didn’t know the other side’s avenue inheritance. The latter had no experience of confronting Alian on the battlefield, at most it was the previous offensive and defensive battle of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Watching the battle, I saw A Liang's fall from the sky, and the majestic questioning sword with Liu Cha afterwards.
She had to patiently explain: "Winning or repelling Aliang, and keeping or beheading Aliang are completely different things. Not everyone can exchange punches with Dao's second child. Aliang has two things. The thing that makes the mountain cultivator fear the most. One thing is that he is not afraid of besieged and is good at singles out a group. Besides, so far, no one knows the magical powers of his natal flying sword."
  Speaking of this, Su Yu glanced in a direction in the distance, and whispered: "As for Tuoyue Mountain, is there any plan to encircle and fight for aid, maybe."
  Aliang suddenly withdrew from the previous posture of about to pull the sword out of the sheath, one jumped gently, the golden rooster was independent, shook his legs, changed legs and shook again.
  The ten fingers are staggered across the chest, and both hands and arms are undulating like water.
  The golden armor knight muttered: "This virtue is really annoying."
  Small smiled and said, "It's good to get used to it."
  When the fight really starts, it will be ignored.
  Sure enough, two more groups of people behind the scenes appeared in the distance, one after another.
  A thin old man with a cane with sunken cheeks, this fourteenth realm great monk, the creator of the Hall of Valor in the Wild World.
  This is an alien from outside, who hasn't appeared in the previous wars. It wasn't until the confrontation between the two worlds that he appeared in Tuoyueshan, very long overdue.
According to the secret records of the Summer Palace and the Confucian Temple, Dao ancestor rode a bull to pass the pass, and most of them rushed to him. Naturally, this old guy did not dare to discuss the Taoism with Dao ancestor, so he hid outside the sky, and finally gave up the fifteenth realm. The first line of opportunity, at the same time, is virtually tantamount to giving way to the sky for the later Wen Hai.
  Flying Ascension Realm Sword Repair, now the nominal master of the barren world, brilliant.
  Feiran and senior brother Qie Yun, it is the old man's direct biography, but Feiran is Qie Yun's apprentice, so I have never seen this master before.
  The departure of the great ancestor of Tuoyueshan was actually a provocation. The biggest gift is the Fei Ran, Shou Chen, Zhou Qinggao and others who were placed high hopes by Zhou Mi.
  Yu Pujing female sword repair, Liu Bai, she is wearing a fairy soldier robe named "Fishtail Cave Sky".
  The other place is Xiao Yan and his friend Zhang Lu.
   Fourteenth-level sword repair Xiao Yan, she hung her legs cross-legged in the air, pulling her horn braid with her hands, as if watching a play, the great sword fairy Zhang Lu was drinking.
  The two sword repairers actually had a very good relationship with Aliang in the Great Wall of Jianqi in their early years.
  Xiao Xing said with a straight face:
It’s too bad to die in the hands of others, so I’d better be beaten to death.

  Zhang Lu was silent, just drinking. The drink that this great sword immortal now drank was brought by Xiao Yan from Haoran, but the variety was still far from enough, especially without the immortal family's distilled wine with the head of the Shenzhou Sect in the Middle Earth.
  The spring breeze and the bleak autumn breeze can make you sober.
  But in fact, the best hangover is the mess in the world. It is too difficult to sober up if you want to be drunk.
  An old immortal whose fourteen realms tend to be consummated, seems to have an extremely ancient Taoist name, with a great meaning, "rising".
  The old guy is really a talent, and he would even give himself such a famous name.
  A Ascension Realm Swordsman who condenses a world of luck, similar to Ning Girl, they are all nailed to the next fourteen realms. Of course, the premise is that today’s frame can survive brilliantly.
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  A fourteenth-level sword repairer who has refined the entire Hall of Valor, what do you think Xiao Yan is looking for? Are you so angry with the old sword fairy? As a sword repairman, he walked on the left side of the fourteen realms of refining heaven and earth. In fact, with Xiao Yan's aptitude, as long as he is willing to wait, there is absolutely no need for this. It's just that Xiao Yan always likes to do things with will, regardless of the world, even life and death, just for a happy one. So the more peaceful the world is, the more unhappy she is in the Great Wall of Jianqi. If Xiao Xing were not dragged by left and right, Haoran might have to lose at least one more continent, such as the northwest Liuxiazhou.
  A great sword fairy of the Great Wall of Jianqi who was a friend of the wine table. Friends belong to friends, the battlefield is a battlefield, life and death each loses.
  As for that little girl in the Yupu Realm...just obediently watch from the wall.
Liu Bai actually didn't know why he was drawn to participate in this siege, but this was the common meaning of the ancestor and Feiran.
  However, on the battlefield today, Liu Bai didn't have the slightest fear, and her sword heart was firm. She had nothing but respect for Alian who had caused the wild world to be extremely troubled.
  Only someone, even if she just glances at it, she will be like a big enemy, almost to be a demon.
Zhang Luhuai emptied the wine jar and said with a smile: "I have never seen Aliang’s natal flying sword with his own eyes. He was drunk in partnership with Aliang, but he failed to name the flying sword every time he drank. As long as there is a woman on the wine table, he has to step on his left foot and right foot, but he doesn't vomit again and again, and he can also say heart-wrenching words to the woman, which is called truthfulness after drinking."
  Xiao Yan nodded, arms crossed his chest, and sneered: "I just rushed to his natal flying sword, otherwise I would not bother to come over and join in the fun."
  Zhang Lu asked curiously: "I asked Al-Liang if he could beat Dong Sangeng. Al-Liang only said with a hippie smile that he could not beat Dong Laoer."
  Xiao Xun hesitated for a moment, and said, "Except for Chen Qingdu, no one may know how high A Liang's kendo is."
  The battle is about to start, and in the formation, Shouchen reminds him in his heart: "Xin Zhuang, be careful that Aliang is the first to kill you, staring at you from beginning to end, so you must save your life and delay the time to the greatest extent."
  Which type of Qi Qi practitioners are most annoying to the cultivator? It is the battle division.
  The formation division in the narrow sense is similar to Han Zhoujin, who is a branch of the earth. In the final analysis, it is still upside down the time, occupy the ground and win the harmony.
  In a broad sense, the formation master, every saint who sits in the small world, actually counts. For example, Chen Ping'an, because of Feijian's "cage in a bird", can also be considered.
  New makeup nodded.
  Although she is the bait, she is afraid that Aliang will get her hands too soon.
  If you besieged and killed ordinary Ascended Realm monks, where would there be such worries, all need to worry about the bait being eaten too quickly?
  The old man smiled and asked,
Today’s Al-Liang seems to be different from what you said. He is also in a situation where one person is singled out against a group, but today there are not a few grotesque things.

   nodded brilliantly and said, "A Liang like this would be terrible."
  Aliang, who was trapped in the encirclement, looked around and nodded, quite satisfied, it was almost the same.
  This battle, this pomp, is actually better than Fuyao Zhou.
   Two fourteen realms came, not to mention, and there are a lot of sword repairs today.
  It's not wasteful to shout to help out.
  Even on the battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Aliang still rarely cooperates with others to produce swords.
   is also around.
  A Liang from the sub-sage line, and the Wensheng line, is the best kind of friend, even if there is that three-four dispute, he still does not change.
  Aliang glanced at the sky and took a deep breath.
  Tianhe armor-washing soldiers, most suitable for sword making.
  Today’s questioning the sword, you really don’t need to speak your own words, anyway, the sword repairs all the truth, only on the sword.
  From the northernmost Jianqi Great Wall ruins in the wild world, a long line was drawn.
  The sword spirit is full of energy, and it has crossed the mountains and rivers of about half a barren world, and this sword light is still condensed.
  It is like building a long bridge of sword energy in half of the world.
  At the head of the city, Cao Jun was stunned, looking far away, exhausting his eyesight, but still far from seeing the end of that long line.
  Probably this is...Sword cutting the world?
  Cao Jun looked back until his eyes were sour, rubbed his eyes, couldn't help turning his head and asking: "Wei Jin, if you are in the Ascension Realm, can you do it?"
   "Of course not."
  Wei Jin said without hesitation:
Mr. Zuo’s swordsmanship is already at the apex. In the future, the swordsmanship can surpass those of Mr. Zuo today, only Mr. Zuo who has advanced to the next level.
  Wei Jin suddenly said: "Converge your mind, just now your swordsmanship, in fact, there is a trace of dispersion."
Cao Jun was stunned for a moment, with a look of horror on his face. If it weren't for Wei Jin to remind him, he would just be unaware. Cao Jun quickly inspected Xiaotiandi and carefully checked his state of mind. Only then did he discover that there is a lot of green lotus in his heart. A small lot of lotus flower appeared imperceptibly, and it tilted. Cao Jun immediately sat in a jerk, and "stretched" it one by one.
Wei Jin waited until Cao Jun returned to Daoxin, and then said aloud: "Your sword training aptitude is really good. You can withdraw that ray of mind so quickly. Even if you are reminded by others, you can only watch yourself. With this flaw, Mr. Zuo is willing to teach you swordsmanship for no reason."
   Cao Jun smiled and said: "Wei Dajianxian, don't you know to remind you earlier?"
  Wei Jin shook his head and said, "You are not just climbing and practicing. The guardian is not to help, but to show others the way, so that you will not go astray or go astray."
  Cao Jun sighed, "The truth is such a truth, but it sounds awkward."
  Wei Jin said with a smile: "I am a lot older than me, and my realm is two lower than me. Of course it is awkward to come and listen to this kind of remarks."
   Cao Jun felt that the atmosphere of the Great Wall of Jianqi was crooked.
  Most of the air trainers who have come to travel here are Middle-earth Divine Continent and Ai Ai Continent, one with the highest vision, and the other with spare money.
  Huahongyuan traveled around the wild world, and even Cao Jun, the Yuan Ying sword repairman, was dumbfounded. Of course, these Qi practitioners would only be more shocked, one by one stopped on the top of the city, dumbfounded.
  Suddenly someone laughed.
  "For the time being, I still can't live and die with Dao Lao, and I have to continue to break the boundary."
   "Whether the left and right sides can enter the fourteenth realm and whether Lu Zhi can enter the ascending realm are things worth looking forward to."
   Cao Jun turned his head and looked at him. He was an earth-sage monk who came from a Taoist sect, and he was too embarrassed to say anything.
  The appearance of a middle-aged man, with a long scorpion robe, a long-distance travel crown on his head, a pair of white cloud shoes on his feet, and a wooden sword on his back.
  However, this fairy-style spirit is no problem to deceive Shanxia vulgars and lower five-level air trainers. On the side of Uncle Cao, let's save it.
  Cao Jun smiled and said: "This Daoist, listen to your tone, can you break the wrist with the invincible Bai Yujing?"
  The Taoist chief squinted his eyes and smiled, "Then borrow Cao Jianxian's good words."
   Cao Jun asked in his heart at the same time: "Wei Jin, shouldn't he be a pretending outsider?"
  Wei Jin replied: "You can only see that it is a monk Wei Yuanying, but you should be more careful with your words. More is worse than less."
   Cao Jun was relieved, half-listening, Fengxue Temple Great Sword Immortal, when encountering an ascendant realm, he wouldn't miss it.
Unless it is a situation, that is, Fu Lu Yuxuan, Longhu Mountain Zhao Tianlai, and the real person Pingdifeng Fire Dragon, these few deliberately hide the atmosphere, and it happens that these old soaring, walking outside the mountain, are all in an upright style, no Like to use blind eyes.
  You can never come across fourteen realms by yourself. cant!
  Cao Jun clasped his fists, and said, "Fortunately, we will be lucky."
The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Wei Jin and Cao Jun who were sitting on both sides, and smiled and said: "If the will is not strong, the will is not generous, the vulgar, and the love, how to ask for personal arrangements, it must be quite difficult to enter the room. You deserve to be a sword fairy."
  Wei Jin laughed off.
  His relationship is already well known to passers-by anyway. It doesn't need to be irritated to be broken by an unknown Taoist wandering around.
   Cao Jun angrily said with a smile: "This Taoist commander is teaching me to practice sword? Why, the Taoist commander is also a sword repairer?"
   "What kind of sword repair I am, I don't know anything about kendo, I just watch the fire from the shore, and barely watch the excitement."
  The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and shook his head, but did not continue to speak, but chose the city head between the two, gently leaped up, and sat cross-legged.
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This trip to the savage wilderness, nothing serious, relax, take a look at the scenery, and then find the old deaf child who is in charge of the sword-qi Great Wall jail, but he hides better. There have been some deductions before, and a few traveled. I couldn't find the place by myself.
  There is no way, after all, it’s not in the Qingming world. There are too many obstacles to the evolution of the avenue, which is really impossible. Just go to Jin Cuicheng and ask Zheng Juzhong.
  The city lord of Baidi City, he left a message at the Middle-earth Confucian Temple before, so that he could go to Jincui City as a guest, and he was very sincere.
He laughed with a heartfelt voice: "Wei Dajianxian, starved to death the courageous and timid. Since he is holding a sword book handed down from Zongyuan, why hasn't he still been able to obtain those ancient sword intents that linger? If I were Zong Yuan, I would be a little disappointed with you, the boss Sword Immortal, who personally helped select the heir."
  Wei Jin said solemnly: "Dare to ask the predecessor’s name!"
  Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It's not worth mentioning, you can treat me as the uncle of the hermit."
  Wei Jin was at a loss.
  Qing Mingtianxia.
  There was a burly man sitting cross-legged on a sea of ​​clouds, drifting with the clouds all the way, after drinking wine, and throwing his hip flask casually.
  A young man standing beside his back with his hands behind his back, Meiziyi, wearing a tiger head hat, is a bit funny.
  If you don’t have this hat, you’ll feel as if you want one person to take up the word "谪仙".
  The man stood up, stretched his waist, stretched his muscles and bones, intertwined his fingers, twisted his body, and then inexplicably made a punch and handed it far forward.
  Fist shakes Bai Yujing!
  Run after hitting.
  The man stretched out his hand to wrap around the neck of the young man in the tiger-head hat, dragging away, the young man’s arms around his chest, his feet off the ground, as if lying horizontally on the ground, calm and relaxed.
  The only person who dared to pass the fist with Bai Yujing and treat Bai Ye like this was his best friend Liu Shili.
  The wild world, above the battlefield.
  A battle in which it is almost impossible to distinguish who besieged whom is officially launched.
  After the saber was broken in his early years, Aliang just kept wearing the bamboo sword, and went to the sky outside the sky under the blue sky, and confronted Dao's second child, and it was useless.
  Today, Aliang was holding the hilt with both hands, slowly pulling the sword out of its sheath, and choosing an unprecedented gesture of holding the sword with both hands to confront the enemy.
  Sword repair and swords are not bound by the world and are not prisoners in the sheath.
  This short stature man, a man who likes to call himself a swordsman, only holds a sword in each hand, and hasn't really made a sword yet. There are countless fierce flying swords condensed from sword intent around the world.
   is like the manifestation of a magnificent avenue, the mountains and rivers of a foreign country with a radius of three thousand miles, and thousands of flying swords.
  The wild great demon who participated in the siege, everyone has a share, and each needs to face a sword formation.
  Countless flying swords, come and go without a trace, ups and downs, crisscross, cut and kill.
  Aliang's knees are slightly bent, arms spread out, holding double swords, and whispering: "Night."
  The mountains and rivers in the original daytime scene, if received an order, Jian Xiu will change the color of the world, and in an instant, the world is dim and pitch black.
  Thunder, fire, rapids, comets.
  The magnificent sword light transformed by the four kendos suddenly lit up in the night.
  Thunder and lightning are intertwined, the snow is white, the flame is long, the red is like blood, the river is rolling away, the green is faint, the comet drags and cuts the sky.
  Like a swordsman, just because the swordsmanship is too high, it seems to be able to control four gods with the sword at the same time, which is equivalent to possessing an unreasonable natal supernatural power.
   Anti-kill.