My wife is the sect leader

Seeing this, Wu Shu hurriedly flew away into the distance.

An Jing raised his eyebrows, and then stretched out his palm, and the Suppressing Evil Sword was divided into six parts and rushed forward in a mighty manner.

Hugh, huh, huh!

It is clearly six sword lights, but the sky and the earth are full of sword energy, densely packed, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

On this day, it is as if the ancient sword fairy is alive.

Everyone was looking up at the sky, their hearts were already so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Wu Shu only felt a sharp cold behind him, when he looked back, the light of the sharp cold was reflected in his eyes, he wanted to avoid it, but found that at the moment when the sword light pierced his body, he couldn't move, as if he was caught by the sword light. The frontal cold was completely frozen.

why! ?

Why can't his body move?

Even the true energy in his body froze, Wu Shu desperately wanted to struggle, and the corners of his eyes were cracked, but all this was of no avail, it seemed so insignificant in front of absolute strength.

"Puff! Puff!"

Ten thousand sword lights passed through Wu Shu's body in turn, and even the body of the great master had already become riddled with holes.

In the end, his body fell heavily to the ground, and he completely lost his breath.

Wushu is dead!

This Guishuang's number one master also died in Dayan's Yujing City, and he would never return to Guishuang, which is thousands of miles away.

And when thousands of sword lights pierced away, not only Wushu suffered a tragic death, but also Pang Ban from Shashen Palace and Qi Xuandao from Heibingtai all died under this sword light.

That's right, An Jing killed three people with one move.

One great master, two five qi masters.

And this scene is even more exciting and shocking than the scene of Qiancai's undead fighting against the heroes just now.

In today's world, I am afraid that all the grand masters and masters added together are no match for him alone.

Really is the eternal invincible Great Sword Immortal!

An Jing stretched out his palm, and the two spirits of heaven and earth and the two spirits of heaven and earth fell into the palm of his hand and put them away, then he looked at King Xu.

King Xu's expression was a bit complicated, "Jing An, I didn't expect you to be alive."

An Jing smiled faintly, "Jing An is dead, my name is An Jing."

King Xu looked at those bright eyes, as if meeting An Jing for the first time, but there was something more and something was missing.

"An offering!"

"Uncle!"

All the masters of the Devil's Cult stepped forward one after another, with ecstasy in their eyes, especially Duanmu Xinghua and Ouyang Ping, weeping with joy and tears.

Life is impermanent, with ups and downs happening in the blink of an eye.

Li Fuzhou, who has always been calm, was flushed with excitement, but when An Jing looked at him, it was obvious that his eyes were still dodging.

An Jing nodded slowly, and then said: "Sovereign Duanmu, Third Master, Elder Ouyang, Elder You, Lin Shouzuo, Yi Shouzuo... from now on, I will teach you all."

Li Fuzhou asked: "Guye, what are you?"

An Jing said calmly: "I just want to fall asleep in the market place, and I don't want to hear the sound of grass and trees in the rivers and lakes."

Whoa!

Hearing this, all the masters present were shocked.

You must know that An Jing is only in his early twenties, and he has just beheaded two great masters in the world. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the number one master in this world, with supreme power, fame and wealth in his palm, as long as he He can control the life and death of countless people if he wants to, but at this moment he actually wants to withdraw from this arena.

The sword demon and the sword god in the distance looked at each other and smiled, perhaps only they knew An Jing's mood at the moment, and also understood why An Jing made such a choice.

Although standing on a high place is beautiful, it is also lonely.

People can enjoy the endless scenery, but no one can endure the loneliness all the year round.

The sword demon said: "Let's go, we have to be one step ahead of him."

Sword God Liu Moyuan smiled and said, "Do you want to be the first in everything, even when you retire from the world?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

When everyone gathered on An Jing, the two former top swordsmen laughed, and then disappeared over a piece of land, over a piece of river and lake.

Since then, there has been no news of the two of them in Jianghu.

Luo Chongyang caressed his palms, took two steps forward, and said with a smile, "It's up to you, and others will judge or criticize you, regardless of gain or loss. The green hills don't change, and the green water flows forever."

An Jing looked at the old man, and also laughed, "Uncle, I will visit you when I have time in the future."

Luo Chongyang said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to find a poor way."

An Jing said, "Oh? Why?"

Luo Chongyang said: "Poverty wandering around, not knowing where to go, and where to return."

An Jing said: "Then my nephew hopes that we will never see each other again."

Luo Chongyang and An Jing looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, Emperor Yong'an, Dai Ling, Patriarch Tianpeng and others also came over.

Yong'an Renhuang asked: "Are you really going to leave here?"

Her voice was soft, even begging.

She doesn't have high demands on him, she just wants to see him occasionally.

An Jing looked at the woman in front of him and thought about it carefully, feeling a little guilty in his heart. He could clearly feel Zhao Xuening's friendship for him, and even let Xi Ha Buddha protect his safety when he was in Bashan, but he already had someone he loved.

The hero drinks the river and the moon with a cup, and has no blessing to receive the grace of the beauty.

An Jing looked at the pair of beautiful eyes full of autumn water, "Your Majesty, take care."

Yong'an Renhuang opened his lips, hesitant to speak, as if tears were swirling in her eyes.

Fate is always inadvertently, quietly pacing to your side.

You turned around and paused, met, but he walked away with his head buried, and missed it.

An Jing waved his sleeve robe and looked at the crowd.

Yong'an Renhuang, Luo Chongyang, Xiao Qianqiu, Li Fuzhou, Dai Ling, Duanmu Xinghua, Yi Daoyun, Lin Tianhai, Xu Wang and others swept past them one by one.

I couldn't help but think of Fa Zhi, Jiang Sanjia, Lou Xiangzhen, Mu Xiaoyun, Mu Xiaowan, Li Yue, Qi Shu, Qiu Fengsheng, Zongzheng Huachun and many other experts who died in his hands. .

The rivers and lakes career of the past few years appeared one by one in his eyes, and then all disappeared.

It seems like a passing cloud.

An Jing let out a sigh of relief, and walked towards the distance. Everyone hurriedly separated, making way for a path.

Among them are not only the masters of Dayan, but also the masters of Zhao Guo, the masters of Nanman and even all the masters in the world.

Zhao Xuening stepped forward, but it was only a step.

Everyone looked up and watched the figure in white disappear from sight.

After a long time, there was no sound from heaven and earth.

Emperor Yong'an gently closed his eyes, and let out a faint sigh.

Dai Ling also looked at the back, somehow, his heart felt a little empty.

The horns in the dream are resounding all over the place, the heroes are strangers, chivalrous and tender, turning a thousand times

.........

Outside Yujing City, on Wangjing Mountain.

Honghu landed on the top of the mountain. At this moment, a beautiful woman was sitting on Honghu's back. At this moment, she looked up at the direction of Yujing City.

This woman is Zhao Qingmei.

Tonight, Yueming people are looking all the way, I don't know who will fall in autumn.

Her eyes didn't move, and she kept looking at the distant place. That picturesque face seemed to be engraved in the scenery, but it was more beautiful than any other scenery.

I don't know how long it has passed, and a figure in the distance gradually emerges.

The moment she saw the figure, Zhao Qingmei was instantly surrounded by joy, she jumped off Honghu's back like crazy and rushed towards An Jing.

Then the two hugged each other tightly, without the slightest gap.

Happiness is actually not that complicated, the sun is shining, the time is long, life is long, and you are long.

An Jing lightly pinched Qiong's nose, and said with a low laugh, "Ma'am, let's go."

Buried in An Jing's arms, Zhao Qingmei said in a low voice, "Yes."

An Jing said, "Let's go?"

Zhao Qingmei still hugged An Jing and was reluctant to let go, hugging An Jing tightly.

An Jing blew hot air into Zhao Qingmei's ear, and said with a smile, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

Zhao Qingmei said coquettishly, "Don't worry, I will feed you tonight."

.........

Chapter 399 The Finale

On that day, the city of Yujing could be described as turbulent, with clouds moving in all directions.

A speck of dust in history is like a mountain falling on the heads of ordinary people, not to mention that this accident is full of smoke and waves in history, vast and extraordinary.

The heroes of the world gather, Nanman, Dayan, and countless masters from the Zhao Kingdom gather in Yujing City. In such a prosperous age, looking at history is also the only one. After all, who can have such great ability to gather so many masters?

I am afraid that there is only the mysterious and unpredictable spirit of the earth veins that can make people live forever.

Great masters such as Wushu, King Xu, Xiha Buddha, Qianqiu Immortal, etc. also appeared one after another, and some of them were placed in history.

The final result is also quite shocking. The three great masters, Xiha Buddha, Wushu, and Qianqiu Immortal, died and disappeared, becoming a cloud of history.

After all, those are the three great masters, the land gods who are lofty in the eyes of ordinary people, with a wave of their robes, they can soar to the nine heavens, and with a movement of their feet, they are the heavenly figures so close to the end of the world.

No one expected that the 'dead' ghost swordsman reappeared and killed the immortal man, which completely shocked the world.

This turmoil spread quickly across the world as if it had wings, and became a topic of discussion among all the people in the rivers and lakes and the common people in the market.

And soon someone discovered that the shackles between the heaven and the earth seemed to have eased a lot, breaking through the realm was much easier than before, and the masters found that when refining the heaven and earth aura, the evil spirit that they had to be careful before completely disappeared.

This obvious change immediately set off a bigger storm in the arena.

At the same time, many rumors about Qianqiu Undead spread across the world.

Why can he live for thousands of years without dying?

The evil spirit is the spirit from outside the territory, so what is outside the territory?

Why absorbing the blood of evil spirits and controlling the spirit of evil spirits can greatly increase one's cultivation?

Some people say that Qianqiu Immortal has a unique mental method, which can make people live forever, and some people say that Qianqiu Immortal is an evil spirit from outside the realm, and he is not a person in the world at all, so he can live forever.

As for what is outside the territory, there is a lot of discussion in the world. Some people say it is a fairyland on earth, others say it is a dangerous place with huge disasters hidden, and some people say that the outside world is just an illusory place, and everything is fantasy.

For a while there were many rumors, but this lock of Longjing shocked the people of the world. Knowing that there is such a top master in this world who has survived for a thousand years, many people secretly began to search for the relics of the immortal. Looking for the secret, the Heibingtai, which lost Qi Xuandao, suddenly became the target of public criticism and was on the verge of collapse.

In order to find the origin of Qianqiu Undead, countless masters began to fight for their identities and relics. The secrets were even more treacherous and intriguing, including princes, dignitaries, aristocratic families, and masters of the rivers and lakes who have been hiding.

The ghost swordsman who beheaded the eternal immortal in Suolongjing suddenly disappeared into the rivers and lakes. No one knew where he went, and even the people of the Demon Cult never heard of him.

The more so, the more people searched for the whereabouts of this invincible sword fairy, as if to find his trace.

Everyone knows that that sword can cut even a thousand-year-old person, and killing land gods is like killing chickens and dogs. It is also recognized by everyone as the number one master in the past 3000 years.

But the more I search, the more I can't find his whereabouts, as if there is no such person in this world.

Later, no one tried to find his whereabouts gradually, and the ghost swordsman became a taboo for everyone, but the legend of that sword was widely spread in the Jianghu, and it lasted for a long time.

After a huge storm, all that was left was the mess on the ground, and a big hand began to reach in and re-establish a new order.

This big hand is the Great Yan court.

After the fall of the King's Court of the Houjin, although the tribes in the prairie still resisted, there were still hidden dangers for Dayan, but compared with the previous Houjin's powerful dynasty, the threat level was much lower.