Chunqiu Zong's shield

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"You lost to him?" The young man beside Huang Tianzhong looked over full of doubts, as if he didn't believe it.

As a disciple, he has practiced for five years and has only reached the fifth level of the qi refining stage. Yang Tianling is recognized as a waste in the inner sect!Losing to him is definitely a great shame and humiliation.

His face turned red, and Huang Tianzhong explained: "For some reason, this kid has broken through two or four levels overnight, and his sword skills have also improved a lot. I lost to him because of my carelessness..."

"Huh, there are so many excuses! If you lose, you lose, so there's no need to make any shit excuses!"

Interrupting his words, the second young man looked over with indifference in his eyes: "Since you were able to defeat Huang Tianzhong, it means that you are not weak. Do you dare to compete with me?"

Yang Tianling frowned.

She knew this person in front of her, named Liu Xiaogen, and had always had a very good relationship with Huang Tianzhong. She also started five years ago, but her status was much higher than the former's. It is said that she has the opportunity to challenge the elder's personal biography.

And he also made trouble for himself not long ago, and he wrote down one stroke after another in his little notebook.

I was originally expected to be an ordinary disciple, but they may become the direct disciples of a certain elder, or the direct disciples of a certain peak master, and they are more likely to become the direct disciples of the suzerain.

It's a pity that the suzerain and the elders...

"What if I don't compare?" Yang Tianling shook his head.

As an ordinary inner sect disciple, he is actually quite good, why bother to compete with others, they are all from the same sect, and not disciples of other sects, so there is really no need to fight.

She just wants to cultivate with peace of mind, and strive for early revenge. She really doesn't want to participate in the struggle between disciples.

"The sect encourages disciples to fight. You hurt my brother. I challenge you. It's justified! If you refuse, I will send a letter of challenge and apply for a ruling from the elders!"

The corners of Liu Xiaogen's mouth raised, very proud.

Cultivation is usually done step by step, and there are some disciples who suddenly advance by leaps and bounds, but it's not that exaggerated. This disciple at the bottom of the row was able to defeat even Huang Tianzhong overnight, which made him very curious.

Yang Tianling narrowed his eyes.

Fights between disciples of the same sect are nothing, Tianxianzong may experience thousands of battles every day, there are discussions, competitions, and pointers, but once the fight is made publicly, the nature will be different.

Not only are there many formal ones, but there will also be an elder personally presiding over it, which attracts the attention of many disciples. If one party is not injured, it is impossible to end. At the same time, it is good to be injured.

"All right!"

Without hesitating for too long, Yang Tianling took out his beloved long sword.

It's all said and done, and if she refuses, it will have a great impact on her mentality.

Since someone wants to find discomfort, frantically looking for discomfort, then give him a refreshing discomfort, why not do it.

"Exciting enough!" With a slight smile, Liu Xiaogen also drew out his long sword.

With a sound of "Buzz!", the sword energy spread out. It is worthy of being one of the outstanding disciples of the new generation of inner sect disciples of the Tianxian Sect who have the opportunity to attack the disciples personally passed down by the elders. His understanding of kendo is also higher than Huang Tianzhong's. The Nine Swords of Immortals, at least the seventh sword is perfect, and the eighth sword is probably already perfect!
Knowing that it would be difficult for the opponent to let go if he did not use his full strength, Yang Tianling's spiritual energy burst out, and the sword light also shot out from the top of the sword tip.

"The late tenth floor of the Qi refining period?"

Huang Tianzhong on one side stared wide-eyed and froze on the spot.

Yesterday afternoon, which senior brother just competed with this person, the fifth floor of the Qi refining period... broke through to the ninth floor overnight, I admit it!

It is not impossible to have an instant epiphany with a lot of accumulation.

But... It took about half a day, and I went from the ninth floor to the late tenth floor. How did I do it?
If he really has this kind of talent, what did he do before?
Have you been acting?

His side was shocked, the swords of both sides had already touched each other.

Ding Ding!Ding Ding!
The sound of rain hitting plantains made Liu Xiaogen's face more and more serious.

"Not the fifth form, but... the sixth form!"

Sweaty palms, this genius disciple no longer had the composure and composure he had before.

Huang Tianzhong told him that the opponent was able to win because he had comprehended the fourth form of swordsmanship, and displayed strange sword moves, and did so without noticing for a while...

This is not the fourth form of swordsmanship, but the sixth form, and it is the sixth form of perfection!
The Heavenly Immortal Nine Swords Form is more difficult than one move. It takes half a year to comprehend the sixth form. With his talent, how could this guy who has been at the end of the crane learn it in one day? He only performed the fourth form yesterday. , Why did the sixth form come?
Gritting his teeth tightly, the spiritual energy in his body was exerted to the limit by him.

Tweet!

The sword light of the long sword tore through the air, like lightning that broke through time and space, and hit Yang Tianling's throat directly.

This is no longer a normal sparring. Once the latter fails to catch it, it is very likely to be seriously injured or even killed!

Unexpectedly, this fellow sect would be so ruthless, Yang Tianling didn't hide anymore, gritted his silver teeth, and unleashed a sword technique across the sky.

Bang!
Before he could react, Liu Xiaogen felt a huge aura, suppressed it, and took more than ten steps back under the pain of his tiger's mouth.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out!

"You... have also comprehended the seventh form?"

"You... this seventh form, why is it different from... what I comprehend, is this the seventh sword formula of the Heavenly Immortal Nine Swords Form?"

Eyes full of disbelief, Liu Xiaogen's body stiffened.

The Celestial Nine Swords Form, the sixth form and the seventh form are a dividing line. If you comprehend the latter under the age of 20, you can become an elder's personal transmission. If you can reach a certain level, you can even have the opportunity to enter the sect. listed...

In other words, Yang Tianling, who has always been ranked last, not only has a surge in cultivation, but also has a better understanding of swordsmanship than himself, who claims to be a genius.

In the end what happened?
How could he suddenly be so strong, how could, how could this be possible, he doesn't have that talent, he doesn't have that resource, he...

"Liu Xiaogen, you are defeated!"

Breathing out a turbid breath, Yang Tianling was not excited at all, defeating some guys with high-mindedness and low-handed self-righteousness is really not worth mentioning.

Before she knew it, she had learned Hua Youque's calmness. If she had defeated a disciple like Liu Xiaogen in the past, she would have been so excited.

The pattern is opened, and the vision of the world is different.

Layers, that's it!

All along, this is the existence she looks up to and envies. She never thought that she could easily win after only being pointed out by the master and that person three times!
Regardless of the deacons, elders, or peak masters in the inner sect, or the young man who cut wood, and of course, the master, their understanding of kendo is too profound, and I am afraid that they have already reached the point of simplifying and returning to the basics. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to improve so much.

"You must work hard, and you must not let down this opportunity, Master..."

Knowing that the opportunity did not come easily, Yang Tianling cherished it even more.

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She was excited, but at this moment, Zhan Kongye, who had set off from the Tianyan Sect on the Jiaolong Silver Wing, had already arrived within the sphere of influence of the Tianxian Sect by taking advantage of the night.

"Senior Qingjiao, let's stop here! If you get closer, it will be easy to touch the opponent's dark formation connected to the protective formation. It would be bad if people from the Tianxianzong discovered it. I'm afraid we will fall short..."

Battle in the wild.

Hearing his words, a dragon with huge silver wings below it nodded its huge head and swooped towards the primeval forest at the foot of the mountain.

As one of the ten top sects in Penglai Prefecture, the Tianxian Sect, even if the suzerain and others were killed, he is not a disciple who can intrude randomly. Besides, once someone finds out, how can he find out the real situation?
This wave, his consciousness is in place.

"I don't know where this little patriarch of the Celestial Immortal Sect is now..."

Came to a quiet place in the forest, jumped off the dragon's back, Zhan Kongye frowned.

Although the spies of the Tianyan Sect successfully infiltrated the sect in front of them, their position was not high. They only knew that the other party had invited a young ancestor to sit in charge. What kind of realm, what kind of strength, and where it is, is not clear at all.

The purpose of his coming this time is to find that little patriarch and confirm how high the other party's real cultivation level is.

"Two ways, first, pretend to be a disciple who has just started for five years, and sneak in to inquire about news."

"Secondly, the high-ranking members of the Tianxian sect prefer to live in places like Yangtianxian Peak, Danfeng, Qifeng, Fufeng, and Zhenfeng, and their ancestors will definitely sit in Tianxianfeng if they sit in the town. Let's go and have a look quietly! If you can meet, you can determine the opponent's strength, if you can't meet... then think of other ways."

Soon, Zhan Kongye had two clear plans in his mind. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to implement the second one.

If he could inquire about the little patriarch at will, the spies would have sent back the message long ago, and there was no need for him to come here in person.

Having made up his mind, he turned his head to look at the Jiaolong Yinchi on one side, and confessed: "Senior Silver Chi, you are too big, even if you shrink down, you are still too big. If you pass by rashly, it will be easy to be discovered. Why don't you use a dragon Yuan, shrunk down to a certain extent, and hid here, after the junior inquires about the news, I will come back to you..."

"Ok!"

Nodding at the huge head, the dragon shook slightly, from a few tens of feet long to a loach-sized one.

The top-level spirit beasts whose cultivation has reached the realm of cultivating immortals and returning to the void can already speak human words, and their bodies have changed in size.

It's just that it can't be transformed yet.

With a slight sway, Zhan Kongye turned into a black shadow and galloped across the sky towards Tianxian Peak, the main peak of Tianxianzong.

Convergence of shadow magic!

This set of magical skills was obtained by him by chance. It can melt the body into the night like a shadow, completely hide the breath and strength, and it is difficult to detect if you do not use your spiritual sense.

Therefore, it has the effect of condensing shadows and disappearing without a trace, and is known as a magic skill.

Because of this ability, Zhan Xingye, the suzerain of Tianyan Sect, sent him here.

With the help of the dark night, Zhan Kongye sneaked slowly, and after a short time, he bypassed the place where his disciples lived and came to Qinwu Hall.

There was no one in the huge place. After searching for a while, I turned around and went to the Temple of Immortals, but found nothing.

"Could it be... that little patriarch, doesn't sit here?"

These two most likely places are not there, so where did this little patriarch go?
He doesn't sit at the core of Tianxianzong, and he doesn't practice diligently in the place of cultivation, he...

It seems that the second plan won't work, so we can only implement the first one, so let's get in and inquire!

As long as you know where people are, you can sneak past them at night.

A quarter of an hour later, he almost turned around the entire mountain, but found nothing. Zhan Kongye shook his head and walked back.

To pretend to be a disciple of the Celestial Immortal Sect, one needs to find out the "spy" of one's own sect first, and learn more details, otherwise, it is easy to expose his whereabouts.

Soon, returning to the place where he was separated from Jiaolong Yinchi, he looked left and right, and Zhan Kongye's pupils suddenly shrank.

According to the agreement, the Jiaolong staying here has already lost its trace. There are tumbling mud and broken trees on the ground. One can tell at a glance that there has been a fierce fight.

After walking a few steps, I squatted down, dipped my finger on the ground, a drop of bright red blood appeared on the fingertip, and sniffed it with my nose.

It was the blood of senior Jiaolong Silver Wing!

In other words...Senior Silver Wing must have had an accident!

Although this dragon is at the peak of the spiritual level, it has dragon blood in its body. When fighting, it is extremely difficult for a cultivator who refines the gods to return to the void state, even if he is in the Dzogchen state, to catch it without any movement. It is impossible to kill it. If Senior Silver Wing wants to escape with all his heart, even those who have refined the gods and even the Void Realm Dzogchen might not be able to keep it.

Like this, it disappears without a trace, leaving only a large amount of blood on the ground... At least you have to break through to a strong Void Immortal, or even a mid-stage Void Immortal to complete it!

And...the Celestial Immortal Sect, according to the information they know, the elder Mobeifeng with the highest cultivation level is only in the realm of refining the gods and vainly figuring out the great consummation!
Because, there are no strong Void Immortals or mid-stage Void Immortals in Xuanjie anymore!

"Could it be that little patriarch, who knew I was coming, made a move quietly?"

A thought came to him that made his heart tremble.

As for the Celestial Immortal Sect, who has the ability to quietly take away Jiaolong, I am afraid that there is only the legendary little patriarch, the person with the highest seniority in the entire sect.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know when you find Senior Silver Wing..."

Clenching his teeth, Zhan Kongye tapped lightly, and the blood immediately burned, and bloody smoke emitted, spreading straight to the depths of the mountain forest.

Bloodline search is a method of tracking!
You can find the location of the main body by burning the blood!It is the most commonly used method to find missing companions among the immortal sect.

Taking a deep breath, Zhan Kongye used his strength to the limit, and flew straight towards the direction the smoke was pointing at.

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Time back to a quarter of an hour ago.

After nearly a day and a night of adjustments, absorbing countless powers from the dung heap, Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen regained some strength again.

Feeling the surging power in his body, the boy was full of excitement, stretched his waist, activated the earth escape technique, and quietly left the courtyard along the ground.

Now, he has to do a major event related to his continued dominance in the mysterious world - subdue those three monsters that are as powerful as immortal beasts.

The first step is to find a way to satisfy their stomachs.

The most delicious thing in the world is the flesh and blood of a real dragon!It's just... where can I find that thing?

The blood of the dragon clan is too strong, even if there is only a trace of it, it can possess extremely strong talents. As long as the general big sects and big forces find young dragons, they will catch them back and raise them; if they are not caught, they must hide well, it is impossible Easily noticeable.

And this is separated from the real dragon group, if you meet the real dragon group, then run away, otherwise you will be swallowed.

"It's really not good. Go to the forest where I ate monsters last time. I can find the best one. If I can't find another way..."

After flying for a while, Murong Changhen, the demon lord of Gusu, was suddenly stunned, his face full of incredulity: "It seems that not far away, there is the breath of dragon monsters... Flood dragon, and it is the breath of a dragon at the peak of the spiritual level!"

Wouldn't it be so coincidental!

Heaven, earth, I have convinced you!

Full of doubts, he flew over with his breath, and sure enough, he saw a dragon with silver wings hiding in a big tree, resting with his eyes closed.

"Really?"

Blinking his eyes, Murong Changhen, the Demon Lord of Gusu, was in ecstasy.

He was really sleepy and offered a pillow, just as he was looking for real dragon meat to eat, a flood dragon at the peak of the spiritual level appeared.

It seems that God also wants me to subdue those three monsters. I really am the Son of Destiny!

"The Qingjiao at the peak of the spiritual level, in the past, could die with just one look... But now that the injury has not recovered, you should be more careful!"

With a slight sway, it turned into a cloud of demonic energy, and quietly came behind the opponent.

"Ok?"

Flood Dragon Silver Wing, who was sleeping, suddenly throbbed in his heart, and was about to turn his head, when he saw a huge fist descending from the sky, and countless demonic energy swarmed over it, covering it completely.

"Who……"

Wings fluttered, Qingjiao wanted to escape, but found that the surrounding area was blocked and could not escape at all.

"No……"

With a scream, I thought Eggplant shouted... Then I saw a fist land on Yin Chi's body, and my heart was hit by a huge force, and it twitched violently.

Bang!
This beast pet of the Tianyan Sect, a mutant dragon with wings whose peak spiritual level was close to breaking through the fairy beast, fell directly from the tree and lost its breath.

Although Gusu demon lord Murong Changhen's distance has been completely restored, I don't know how much worse it is, but it is still very easy to sneak attack and kill a mutant dragon whose peak spirit level is not yet a fairy beast.

"Comfortable, done..."

With a smile all over his face, and with a light grab, Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen put away Jiaolong's body and flew towards Qingyaju at top speed.

I thought it would take a lot of effort to find this thing, but I didn't expect to get a mutated dragon in just over ten breaths. The luck is simply invincible.

The delicacy is ready, now it's time to give it to the three monsters to get a good impression!

As long as they eat my dragon meat, they are not afraid that they will not surrender to my demon king!
It's just...it's not easy. After all, the three monsters thought he had been caught, and if he reappeared, it would easily cause unnecessary trouble.

Don't show up, just send things over, who knows he sent them?

Good deeds must leave a name, otherwise, how can the three beasts be grateful and surrender?
"Those three-headed guys don't look smart, so they should be easy to fool..."

Anyway, we have to face each other sooner or later, so it's better to take advantage of the delicious food and solve it directly.

After a while, they returned to the courtyard, and soon found the three monsters.

Still piled together, whispering something, generally eating and drinking, with a naive look.

With this kind of IQ, Murong, the demon lord of Gusu, hates him forever. If he can't keep fooling around, he will really live 10 years in vain.

Taking a deep breath, he made the most handsome pose, teleported to appear in front of the opponent, and put down the silver-winged dragon's body.

"It's me, I have delicious food, as long as you are obedient..."

With his hands behind his back, Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen showed a charming smile, full of sincerity.

As a super strong man in the mysterious world, the super demon king that countless people have talked about, so amiable and eager to seek talents, they must be very moved!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help looking over, and sure enough, I saw three monsters, all of them stared at them with wide eyes, dumbstruck, as if they were inconceivable.

"Sure enough, I was overwhelmed by my king's amazing appearance..."

Murong Changhen, the demon lord of Gusu, was very satisfied, and was about to continue, when a terrified voice sounded again: "There is a ghost! Don't come here, you are afraid..."

boom!
Immediately afterwards, Murong Changhen, the demon lord of Gusu, once again saw a huge four-type animal hoof, which magnified infinitely in his eyes, and finally fell down like a mountain.

"Fuck! You listen to my king's explanation..."

His scalp was numb, and Murong, the Demon Lord of Gusu, felt like crying.

Extreme joy begets sorrow!

Come again?

It's delicious and delicious, everyone, give me a chance to explain, I really don't mean anything... Don't come here, if you come again, I will yell!
Bang!
The hoof landed on the head, and before the Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen had time to shout out, he was knocked to the ground, and his body turned into a meatloaf again.

In the vague consciousness, the tense voice of Sixiang continued to sound.

"Ox hoof kick, ox hoof kick, ox hoof kick, antler poke, antler cross, antler pick, donkey tail sweep, donkey tail lash, horse face roar!"

"Bison gallops wildly, lowers donkey's nine tails, shakes the enemy's hooves and eighteen flowers, fierce horses cross the river, heaven and earth have big antlers, donkey's tail sweeps away thousands of troops, ox's hoof shakes five mountains and regrets three mountains...the horse's face is fearless..."

"As if that's not enough, take the cold iron chain and tie it up!"

"..."

His eyes turned black, and Murong Changhen, the Demon Lord of Gusu, lost consciousness again.

I am here to invite you to eat Jiaolong meat, and to be friends with you, what kind of hospitality is this with you...

Is there any law of the king, is there any law of heaven!
For the sake of the mutated dragon's flesh and blood, please do me a favor!
Give it a chance!
Don't be like this...

Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground, you are a four-type beast with four different images, you can eat mutated dragon meat, that is a blessing that can only be cultivated in millions of years, what a god, it really makes no sense... …

Tears of remorse flowed from the corners of the eyes of Murong Changhen, the demon lord of Gusu who passed out. The moment he closed his divine sense, he regretted his mistake.

Reckless!

You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't have learned your lesson!

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