crossing with green hills

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a surprise call from the opposite side.

"Second brother!"

Looking at the middle-aged man who rushed to save his life at the moment of life and death, Qiu Qianchi wept with joy.

There is not only the joy of escaping death, but also the joy of being successful for my brother.

Qiu Qianren retreated to death. She knew in advance that if she did not succeed, she would continue to practice for many years until the merits were perfect and she broke through the realm.

Seeing his white hair turning black now, and appearing in front of him with a radiant look, how can he not know that he has stepped into the legendary realm.

"You are Qiu Qianren! More than 20 years ago, you were not..."

Qiu Chuji stared suspiciously at the middle-aged man opposite, his eyes were full of shock, he exchanged glances with the other seniors, and secretly guarded himself.

Although they had never met Qiu Qianren, they were familiar with his name, and when they investigated Qiu Qianchi, they naturally understood the relationship between the two.

Therefore, when you hear the latter's title, you will be surprised.

"As early as 20 years ago, I died in the battle when Han Yuzhou led the army to attack Tiezhang Peak, didn't I?"

"Still surprised to see me resurrected from the dead?"

Qiu Qianren sneered, "It seems that the fairy has really calculated everything!"

"You mean, back then it was..." Qiu Chuji hesitated to speak, but he didn't finish his sentence. It was related to that fairy, and there might be some unknowable secrets in it.

Under the premise of not being clear about the situation, he would naturally not make rash comments. As for how to speculate in his mind, he didn't know.

Qiu Qianren didn't bother to pay attention to the Quanzhen Seven's thoughts, and just vented the anger and depression that had been suppressed for a long time.

"It's a pity, he tried every means to get the old thief Han to get Wu Mu's suicide note, but he boasted of his excellent martial arts, thinking that I was already killed in one blow.

Unexpectedly, since my birth, the position of my heart was a little bit off, and I was proficient in the secret technique of turtle's breath, so I escaped the catastrophe by luck.

Later, I escaped by feigning death and sleeping outside for ten years. Finally, in Xingxiu Sea, thousands of miles away, I found the "Huagong Dafa" written by the old fairy Xingxiu who roamed the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago. peerless martial arts.

God is merciful, and blessings are endless.

On the way back to Tiezhang Peak, because of continuous heavy rain, he was driving in the starry night and strayed into a secret cave. By chance, he obtained the martial arts inheritance from a senior You Tanqian. I also got the rubbings of Shaolin's Zhenpai exercise "Yi Jin Jing".

There is always a way out!

Finally let me see hope!

Afterwards, I returned to the Iron Palm Clan, devoted myself to training hard, and endured the pain of ten thousand poisons, hoping that one day I could thoroughly understand the way of martial arts.

Finally, I found the training tips of using the silkworm poison and cooperating with the "Yi Jin Jing" to create a set of ancient and modern martial arts methods-"The Sutra of Ten Thousand Poisons", which successfully advanced the innate talent that people in the rivers and lakes dream of. realm. "

Immediately, Qiu Qianren stared viciously at the Quanzhen Seventh Son opposite, and said in a cold voice full of hostility: "Since you have come to your door on your own initiative this time, I will take you first. The destruction of the world's largest sect This dish, I think, should be enough to startle the fairy who is shrinking from the green hills every day."

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Twenty years ago, Qiu Qianren was second only to Wu Jue in terms of prestige in the arena, and his strength was so strong that he was hard to come by.

Now that martial arts have advanced so much, although what they say breaks into the innate realm, and they are doubtful, but they are by no means equal to them.

What's more, the Tiangang Big Dipper formation they relied on was incomplete because of Sun Buer's serious injury.

The disparity in strength cannot be easily made up by the number of people.

For a while, everyone was on guard, feeling uneasy, and didn't dare to make a move easily.

Chapter 37

Xiangxi

Iron Palm Peak

"Cough~~!"

Qiu Chuji vomited blood, leaning on his sword to support the ground, eyes full of horror, looking at the proudly standing figure in the field, the corners of his mouth were full of wry smiles.

I thought that no matter how bad they were, the brothers and sisters could fight Qiu Qianren for dozens of rounds. I never imagined that once Qipu made a move, it would be unexpected. With just a few breaths, everyone would be seriously injured. .

Is it because the opponent is too strong, or they overestimated themselves.

This point is unknown.

I'm afraid, that fairy gentleman never expected this scene today.

All he knew was that even though he was powerless to deal with this unexpected change, he had to have a heart.

Even if the division is not successful, and the blood is spilled here today, it must continue to fight.

People in the world often say that he is stubborn and does not know how to adapt. Master said that he is too murderous, so it is hard to tell the truth.

But he, Qiu Chuji, since he was born stubborn, he must be stubborn to the end.

Just because he is Wang Chongyang's disciple and the Changchunzi of Quanzhen Sect.

It is Qiu Chuji who would rather straight than bend.

With the long sword in his hand and the blood in his heart, it is his lifelong pursuit to defend the chivalry of the Jianghu and promote the true spirit.

"Ah~~!"

With a loud shout, his feet exerted force, and the sand and stones were raised backwards. Qiu Chuji's whole body whirled in mid-air, and shot out like a cannonball.

"One sword transforms three cleans!"

Seeing this move, after more than [-] years, it reappeared in front of his eyes, and the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi flashed a memory.

It was as if seeing the top of Huashan mountain again, the figure of immortal demeanor, whose temperament faintly surpassed the other four absolutes.

If he hadn't turned out to be born, I'm afraid he would have been famous all over the world.

But in this world, there are not many ifs, only reality.

"Wang Chongyang, what a pity..."

A sigh, I don't know whether it is regretting the untimely death of the former opponent, or sighing for Qiu Chuji's self-control and a bit of chivalrous spirit.

"Actually, compared to Danyang son Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji is the person most like you..."

An imperceptible voice, following the faint mountain wind, slowly disappeared into the clouds and mist.

Looking down at the field, Qiu Chuji's life was hanging by a thread, his fingers trembled slightly, just as the man in Tsing Yi was hesitating, considering whether to save this stubborn, cute and hateful Taoist.