Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

"Sign in."

Inside the Demon Lock Tower, Zhao Fan replied habitually.

"Successful sign-in, reward top-grade Feijian Liuyun."

As the system's voice fell, a silver flying sword appeared in Zhao Fan's hand.

"A high-grade flying sword?"

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that what he signed in today turned out to be a flying sword, but the quality was not as good as his own flying sword Chi Xiao, which seemed a bit tasteless.

He shook his head, and casually put the flying sword into the space that came with the system. Although he didn't need it himself, it was at least a high-grade flying sword, and he could give it to those in need later.

Chapter 43

On this day, Zhang Qian came again.

The food she brought was as delicious as ever, and she was still chatting with Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan tasted the dishes, smiled, and listened to her talking about various trivial matters.

"Brother, I'm going down the mountain in a few days. If I don't come next time, I will send someone from the Discipline Hall to deliver it. Please don't take offense. I will cook a few more dishes to compensate you when I come back." Zhang Qian apologized With a smile, he said softly.

Zhao Fan was slightly taken aback, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing going down the mountain?"

Zhang Qian is now a senior senior sister in the discipline hall, teaching hundreds of new disciples, and has a heavy responsibility.Under normal circumstances, one should not be able to leave the sect at will.

"Recently, the Demonic Moon Worship Sect has almost captured the entire Tang Dynasty. The Zongmen has been fighting with the Moon Worship Sect for several days, and the disciples have suffered a lot of casualties. In order to completely solve the problem of the Moon Worship Sect, the suzerain will lead the The elders and elite disciples will compete with the Moon Worshipers in Qingfengxia."

"I am a senior sister in the Discipline Hall. At this time, I also want to contribute to the sect and fight against those crooked demons and evil ways."

Zhang Qian's eyes were bright, and she said in a firm tone.

Zhao Fan frowned slightly. Thinking of the situation Zhao Cheng mentioned a few days ago, he thought that his suzerain younger brother could deal with it calmly, so he didn't take it to heart.

Now it seems that the problem is more serious than imagined. Otherwise, Zhang Qian, a discipline hall disciple, would not need to go down the mountain to join the battle.

"Junior Sister, you have to be careful when you go down the mountain. If you encounter a disciple of the Demon Dao, you can beat them if you can beat them, and if you can't beat them, run away. Don't try to be brave." Zhao Fan said seriously.

Zhang Qian had delivered meals to her for so many years, and he didn't want anything to happen to the former.

"Thank you brother for your concern."

"I'm already an immortal cultivator in the late Golden Core stage. As long as I don't meet too strong demon practitioners, I shouldn't be in danger."

"Besides, I am not the only one who went down to join the battle. It is also a yearning and exciting thing to be able to fight side by side with other brothers and sisters in the sect to fight against demons and defend the way."

Zhang Qian smiled and said.

She is upright and kind-hearted, and has a deep-rooted aversion to evil spirits and heretics. She has long wanted to personally kill those demon practitioners who harmed the common people.

"Having said that, swords have no eyes on the battlefield, so you should be careful."

Zhao Fan thought for a while, but was still a little worried. He grabbed it out of thin air, and the aura of heaven and earth within a hundred meters around gathered in his palm and turned into a crystal clear spirit sword.

This is an invisible means of changing the fourth level of Yujianshu. It detains the aura of heaven and earth, refines and compresses it into a sword of aura, and there is a trace of Zhao Fan's primordial spirit attached to it.

If the spirit sword is triggered, unless it is a cultivator of the same level, no one can block the sword after the distraction period is complete.

"You bring this little sword with you, it should be able to help you."

Zhao Fan handed the three-inch spirit sword to Zhang Qian outside through the door of the Demon Locking Tower.

"Brother, this is..."

Looking at the exquisite and compact spirit sword, Zhang Qian can vaguely feel the extraordinaryness in it, but she can't tell the details, after all, her cultivation level is only in the late stage of Jindan.

"Don't ask so many questions. I can save your life at critical times. We've known each other for so many years. I don't want to see you in trouble." Zhao Fan admired Zhang Qian's straightforward character, but when the law enforcement elder ordered her, she did it for herself. Delivered meals for more than 90 years.

Moreover, Zhang Qian never wanted anything in return.

In everyone's impression, Zhao Fan is just a sinner imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower, so what can he get in return?

Looking at the entire Shu Mountain now, Zhao Fan only cares about two people, Zhang Qian and his younger brother Zhao Cheng.

"Thank you, brother, I will definitely carry it with me." Zhang Qian nodded slightly with a warm heart.

Although she doubted whether Xiaojian was as powerful as Zhao Fan said, it was the latter's wish after all, so she solemnly kept it close to her.

Soon, Zhang Qian left, taking Zhao Fan's spirit sword with her.

The peace in the Demon Locking Tower returned to normal.

Since Zhao Fan broke through to the completion of the distraction stage, the spiritual power in his body has grown very slowly, and even if it takes several days, he can't improve it a bit.

Zhao Fan had anticipated this situation a long time ago, so he was not discouraged, and began to focus on the practice of Wanjian Jue and Zhangliu Golden Body.

While Zhao Fan is practicing, he will also find time to guide his nephew Zhao Xiaotian. The latter is very well-behaved and sensible. He stays in the stone house to practice every day, and does not dare to run around without the former's orders.

As for the little white fox, it has been staying in the underground space deep in the demon grave, and has not come out for a long time.

Zhao Fan took the time to visit and found that the little white fox fell into a deep sleep, but the aura on his body was constantly increasing, obviously in the process of critical cultivation.

Zhao Fan didn't bother her, because the little white fox's only obsession now is to improve his strength and try to recall the memories that disappeared in the past.

……

time flies.

On this day, finally came the day of the decisive battle between Shushan and the Moon Worship Sect.

Qingfeng Gorge is the gateway to Mount Shu. It is sparsely populated during the day, but it is full of dense figures today.

Under the leadership of Suzerain Zhao Cheng, almost all the elite disciples of Shu Mountain came out, and thousands of immortal cultivators guarded the canyon.

Outside the canyon, banners covered the sky and demonic energy rolled, and tens of thousands of Moon Worshipers rushed forward like a torrent.

Not far away, there are strong men from all clans and sects of the righteous way and monsters, all of whom are watching the battle.

The evil spirit soared into the sky, and there were many shadows.

The scorching sun was obscured by thick lead clouds, and a figure of arrogance, with a deafening sonic boom, broke through layers of void from a distance.

It was an old man with white beard and hair, his eyes were pitch-black, and clusters of demonic flames danced on his body, exuding an evil and terrifying aura.

He is the old leader of the Moon Worship Sect, the bloodthirsty old man!

"Sovereign of Shushan, you openly lead the people to fight against our Moon Worship Sect, do you want to end up like the Tang Dynasty?"

"Now obediently lead everyone to surrender and surrender, maybe this old man can spare your life."

"Otherwise, don't blame the old man for going on a killing spree, killing all of you in Shushan!"

The bloodthirsty old man shattered the ground with one foot, looked at Suzerain Zhao Cheng indifferently, and said domineeringly.

His eyes were very contemptuous, almost supercilious.

"Old devil of the Moon Worship Sect, don't be presumptuous!"

"You worship the Moon Sect to do a lot of evil. Not only do you openly attack the Tang Dynasty, but you dare to challenge our Shushan Mountain. Do you really think that the world is invincible?"

"Our Mount Shu has stood in the world of cultivating immortals for tens of thousands of years, controlling hundreds of millions of living beings across thousands of miles. How can we allow you monsters to make trouble."

"The three elders of Shushan, come to kill you."

……

Beside Zhao Cheng, three figures as deep as an abyss soared into the sky, their powerful aura scattered the clouds and mists in the sky, they were three powerful men in the distraction stage!

The three elders surrounded the bloodthirsty old man from different directions.

"At the beginning of the three distraction periods?" The bloodthirsty old man smiled disdainfully.

"You are asking for your own death." The bloodthirsty old man was very contemptuous. He raised his hand and blasted out a domineering magic fist. The mountainous shadow of the fist tore through the sky, and it came down with the force of a thunderbolt.

"Let's start together."

Feeling the terrifying pressure coming towards them, the elders of Shushan's three distraction stages all roared angrily, cutting out surging sword lights, trying to block the blow.

bang, bang, bang...

But in the next second, the black glow of the fist shadow bloomed, which wiped out the scorching sword light in an instant, and bombarded the three elders unabated, causing them to vomit blood and fly thousands of meters away.

After a face-to-face meeting, the elders of the three major distraction stages are no match for the bloodthirsty old man together!

The audience was silent, and everyone in Shushan watched this scene in disbelief.

"The information is wrong, this old devil is not a mid-stage distraction, but a great master in the late stage of distraction!" Zhenwu Elder Lin Mu suddenly realized something, and exclaimed loudly!

As soon as his words fell, Zhao Cheng, the lord of Shushan Mountain, only felt his scalp tingling. The cultivation level shown by the bloodthirsty old man before had always been in the middle stage of distraction, so he thought that there were three elders in the distraction stage who could hold the opponent very well. , Shushan and Moon Worship Sect have the power to fight.

But it never occurred to him that the real strength of this bloodthirsty old man is that he is a great master in the late stage of distraction, and he severely injured the three elders in a face-to-face encounter!

There seems to be only a small difference between the middle stage of distraction and the late stage of distraction, but the real gap is extremely huge.

Now, what does Shu Shan have to fight against this old devil?

The bloodthirsty old man came from the air, with a powerful and astonishing aura, hitting his face like a huge wave of the ocean, making everyone in Shushan feel a strong sense of suffocation.

Almost all the people in Shushan were in despair. Could it be that Shushan, which has stood for tens of thousands of years, is going to perish today?

"I know that there is a mysterious strong swordsman sitting in Shushan."

"Let him get out and fight the old man, or you will all die."

The bloodthirsty old man's eyes were dark, and he looked down at the people in Shushan from a high position, his murderous intent was as cold as the cold wind.

At this moment, Zhang Qian, who was standing behind Suzerain Zhao Cheng and the elders, unexpectedly found something trembling slightly in her arms.

"This is the little sword my brother gave me."

Zhang Qian took out the things from her arms, but unexpectedly found that it was the crystal clear spirit sword, and the blade became a little hot at this moment.

"Keng!"

Perhaps sensing the terrifying and evil aura of the bloodthirsty old man, amidst Zhang Qian's exclamation, the spirit sword gently broke free from her little hand, and soared into the sky with a clear cry like gold and stone.

In the next second, the sword light was dazzling, condensing into a golden figure in the midair!

Chapter 44

The golden figure stood proudly in the void, faintly hidden, and wisps of sword intent diffused, causing the surrounding space to change and distort.

He is like a real sword fairy, unfathomable and transcendent.

This figure is none other than Zhao Fan's soul attached to the spirit sword.

"This figure seems to be our senior swordsman from Shushan."

Lin Mu, the elder of Zhenwu, looked at Zhao Fan's figure and couldn't help exclaiming.There was a hint of excitement and excitement in his tone.

"yes, Sir……"

Suzerain Zhao Cheng was also very pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect his eldest brother to show up in time.

"It's our senior swordsman from Shushan!"

"It's really him, now we're saved."

"Ask for the help of Senior Sword Cultivator to kill the old devil of the Moon Worship Sect."

"Senior Sword Cultivator, please take action..."

After seeing Zhao Cheng's appearance, almost all the disciples of the Shushan sect who were originally desperate became extremely excited.

In the impression of everyone in Shushan, Senior Sword Cultivator is almost a symbol of invincibility.

"Senior Sword Cultivator, why?"

"Could it be..."

Zhang Qian was dumbfounded until a moment later, she suddenly realized something and hurriedly covered her mouth.

At this moment, everyone in the Shushan sect was so excited that they didn't notice Zhang Qian's abnormal mood at all.

"Shushan's strong swordsman, you have finally appeared."

"The old man has heard of your name. He once destroyed the body of a deputy leader of our Moon Worship Sect with a sword."

Looking at Zhao Fan's figure, not only did the bloodthirsty old man show no fear, but his murderous intent became more intense.

He has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he is a veritable old monster. Naturally, he will not be frightened by Zhao Fan's reputation.

What's more, the bloodthirsty old man is unparalleled in strength and has a cultivation level in the late stage of distraction. Even in the face of the rumored Shushan swordsman, he still has absolute confidence and can easily suppress him.