Sword comes

When Chen Pingan walked down the tall building and returned to his seat, he had already missed two battles.

Taoist Zhang Shan, who was sitting on the chair next door, saw Chen Ping'an, and hurriedly got up and bowed his hands to thank him.

For the sake of fairness, this open battle of deadly enemies is not set in Fenglei Garden or Zhengyang Mountain, but in Shenxiantai, one of the six veins of Fengxue Temple. Wide, and his style of acting is far lower-key than that of Zhenwu Mountain. The disciples of the Zongmen go down the mountain, and there are many rangers instead of generals on the battlefield, so they have a good relationship with both of them and will not favor any side.

As for why Fengxue Temple chose Shenxiantai, one reason is that Shenxiantai is located on the top of the peak, with a wide view and pleasant scenery. Just in terms of perception, it is a geomantic treasure with the most immortal energy in Fengxue Temple, and secondly, there are few disciples in Shenxiantai. , the incense is withered, almost only relying on Wei Jin alone for support, and Wei Jin is not close to the sect because of his mentor, presumably Fengxue Temple also took this opportunity, hoping to increase the incense for the Immortal Terrace.

After Chen Ping got the result from Qiu Shi, he was shocked. In the previous two battles, Fengleiyuan actually lost. In the second Patriarch War, both ended up dead together, but because the Patriarch of Zhengyang Mountain fought his last breath and swallowed it later than the Sword Cultivator of Fengleiyuan, Fengxue Temple ruled that Zhengyang Mountain won according to the rules.

On the vast Immortal Terrace, there was no crowded scene, and a small number of buildings were densely clustered in the northeast corner. Only Aquarius Continent Qi trainers with both status and cultivation strength were eligible to go up to the tower to watch the battle. The rest of the monks , can only be viewed from a distance from other peaks in Fengxue Temple.

The huge Immortal Terrace seems to be reserved only for the two warring parties.

After talking, Chen Pingan found out that Taoist Zhang Shanzhi had never even heard of Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden before. Aquarius Continent, the smallest in the world, has always been looked down upon, and perhaps only the Cliff Academy, Guanhu Academy, Dali Cuizhen, Wufu Song Changjing, and Sword Immortal Wei Jin, these names of places and people can enter the eyes of monks in Juluzhou.

Furthermore, with Taoist Zhang Shan's cultivation base and vision, and not being on the same continent, it's strange that he is familiar with the customs and customs of Aquarius Continent.

Fenglei Garden and Zhengyang Mountain are feuds, known all over the world. It originated from the deepest part of Fenglei Garden. On the sword test field, there was the body of a female patriarch of Zhengyang Mountain. After the battle, it has been exposed to the sun. Not only did he not want to return the body, but let the disciples of Zhengyang Mountain help him burrow into the ground for peace, he didn't even pull out the Fenglei Garden standard long sword that pierced his head, and just let the disciples and guests in the garden watch as he wished. 300 years.

What is a great shame? This is

Zhengyang Mountain is the pinnacle of Yizhou Sword Dao, and its sword energy soars to the sky. In the past 300 years, it has been flourishing. In terms of the excellence of the youngest three generations, it has actually surpassed Fengleiyuan.

After that, in Zhengyang Mountain, almost every Jiazi, someone would go to Fenglei Garden to challenge, trying to "invite" the ancestor's body back, and let her die in peace.However, the owner of Fenglei Garden, who beheaded the female sword cultivator in Zhengyang Mountain at that time, lived for another 300 years after that. Even if there were a large number of geniuses in Zhengyang Mountain in the 300 years, he was still unable to win in front of him. Those who are not so fierce are not so cruel, but they are not merciful either. To break the Longevity Bridge or destroy the natal sword, maybe for Zhengyang Mountain Sword Cultivator, life is better than death, and it is better to die in a heroic battle.

This is the origin of the allusion of "one person crushes one mountain in the wind and thunder garden" in Dongbaopingzhou.

Now the owner of Fenglei Garden finally died. In the spring of the new year, it was rumored that soldiers were quietly reincarnated, and it coincided with the customary Battle of Jiazi. Where do you know that the mountains and peaks are all shaking, and the crowd is excited. Some people drag their families to the grave to burn incense and toast, there are decayed old people who are lingering on their last breath, and they are drunk. Humiliated and resentful, finally had the opportunity to spit it out.

In fact, after the two battles, Zhengyang Mountain did indeed win, and it was a very good win, earning a lot of face, so that in the final match, the youngest generation won, whether they fought or not. Hitting has become superfluous.

The maid Qiu Shi was a little worried, thinking that the last match would probably be impossible. The sect called Fengleiyuan had already lost two matches. At any rate, the ancestor of Fengleiyuan in the second match was just short of breath, at least to save some face. If they lose again in the third game, it will be three games in a row, and the reputation of Fenglei Garden will be completely ruined.

Fengleiyuan stopped now, but there is still a consolation that is willing to gamble and admit defeat.

Chen Pingan remembered the sword repairer Liu Baqiao who went into the mountain together to look for the regular tree, and suddenly said: "In the third match, Fenglei Garden will definitely fight."

To Chen Pingan, Liu Baqiao was neither a friend nor an enemy, and he left a deep impression on Chen Pingan among the group of foreign gods.

Chen Ping simply thought that he could teach Liu Baqiao's sect, so he wouldn't just shrink back.

as predicted.

After a secret negotiation between Fengxue Temple, Zhengyang Mountain and Fengxue Temple, the childish-faced and short Fengxue Temple suzerain led a man and a woman to the center of the Immortal Terrace, announcing the third battle About to start.

On Zhengyang Mountain, Su Jia was on the side of the battle. The woman wore a long sword and a gourd with a raised sword on her waist.

On one side of Fenglei Garden, he is a closed disciple of the owner of the garden, named Huang He, who carries a huge sword box on his back. I don't know if he hides a big sword or has multiple long swords.

When almost everyone was paying attention to the two young sword cultivators, Chen Pingan was quietly circulating the true energy in his body, looking intently, looking for a certain figure in those attics. Although the long scroll is so big, the reason for this matter The reason why it is popular all over the world is that the eyesight of Qi practitioners and pure martial artists is far beyond that of ordinary people. People in the world see mustard seeds as mustard seeds, but Taoist ancestors seem to have seen a world. Ordinary people see a flower and a leaf as flowers and leaves, but Buddha See a small world.

Chen Pingan's eyes suddenly darkened, he grabbed a few pieces of Que tongue tea, put it in his mouth, and chewed it lightly.

In the corridor on the top floor of a high-rise building, a burly old man in white clothes, with his arms crossed over his chest, is overlooking Shenxiantai Square, and a delicate-looking girl is riding on the old man's head.

The old man is located on the right side of the center, and the floor behind the railing is all the ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain, both men and women, each of them has extraordinary appearance, and the sword energy gathers, like a river flowing into the sea, and the spirit rushes into a bullfight.

Chen Ping stared at the white-clothed old man. After a while, he turned his eyes away. Another tall building was the viewing spot left by Shenxian Terrace for Fenglei Garden. From top to bottom, there were few sword cultivators standing. Jing Jianxiu was dispatched in full force, and there were only a handful of people accompanying Fengleiyuan, and most of them were young-looking juniors, such as Liu Baqiao who was sitting on the railing in a dawdly manner. Baqiao looked dignified.

The poor Taoist priest watched intently, and murmured: "It's started."

Qiu Shi smiled and said: "In the previous two sword fights, they were all rushing to kill their opponents. This time, there is no point in deciding the outcome, and it has nothing to do with the overall situation. I guess it will cause you to fight back and forth. It was so bloody before."

Chen Pingan does not comment.

His mind was mainly on the Zhengyang mountain moving ape.

Chen Pingan silently remembered the faces of the attics where Zhengyang Mountain was located.Compared with the side-talking and hearsay in the future, the picture I see now is the most intuitive and real. In the future, these people may be potential opponents who hinder my mountain-climbing and reasoning. Of course, that day is still far away. At present, Chen Ping You are only a martial artist of the third realm, after all, no matter how strong the third realm is, it is only the third realm.

The old man in a Confucian shirt with a sable hat on his head tutted his tongue and said, "This girl named Su Jia is a little bit hung up."

In the phrase.

The young sword cultivator on the far right patted the scabbard lightly habitually, "She lost, but it's a pity that the sword gourd is raised. It's not good to meet people. I'm afraid Juluzhou won't be able to find a third one."

A prophecy.

It was just three tricks. Su Jia used his saber and the natal flying sword in the Yangjian gourd. He was still beaten to the ground by the young sword repairer named Huang He. It is full of small swords, similar to carrying a hornet's nest on its back. It is not a flying sword of its own destiny, but it is good at controlling flying swords with distraction. Su Jia has no way to fight back. Once the arm of the hand holding the sword was pierced by the flying sword, and once it was cut off The red rope of the raising sword gourd was hanging around the waist, and the two flying swords were nailed into the left and right wrists for the last time. The fairy of Zhengyang Mountain, who fell in a pool of blood, has passed out.

There are not many fairies in Aquarius Continent who are truly convincing. He Xiaoliang, the daughter of God's Emperor, is the No. The Goddess in the minds of scholars, she has long admired her.Some people even joked that after Su Jia became famous, the number of disciples that Zhengyang Mountain recruited every ten years was as much as 1% more than before.

Jianxiu Huang He stood beside Su Jia, raised one foot, stepped on the excellent-looking Yangjian gourd, and twirled the soles of his feet lightly.

The young sword cultivator in Fenglei Garden turned his mouth into an arc, looked around, and finally turned his head to look at the tall building where the ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain stood side by side.

From the center of his brows, a pitch-black natal flying sword flitted out, buzzing, and when the flying sword trembled, the sea of ​​clouds and mountain wind around the entire Immortal Terrace changed from light and light to incomparably turbulent. chaos.

After the public demonstration and provocation, the young man withdrew his natal flying sword and said loudly to the tall building: "60 years later, I, Huang He, will climb to the top of Zhengyang Mountain to test the sword, and then take a head and put it in Fenglei Garden."

On the top floor, a white-haired Patriarch of Zhengyang Mountain, with a flamboyant beard and glaring eyes, couldn't help but wanted to go down and beat this raving little bastard to death.

On the top floor of the tall building where Fengleiyuan Jianxiu was located, the door suddenly opened, and a handsome black-clothed swordsman walked out, smiling at the patriarch of Zhengyang Mountain who was about to move, "Zhou He, it's not good to rely on the old to sell the old, or I will accompany you." you play"

After the sword cultivator walked out of the gate, not only the white-haired patriarch, but also the high-rise building in Zhengyang Mountain were stunned. Apart from the shock, there was also a hint of despair that he did not want to admit.

This person is Li Tuanjing, the owner of Fenglei Garden, who is amazingly talented. At the age of 40, he entered the tenth realm, but in the hundreds of years since then, he has never broken through. It is unimaginable, but even if he did not enter the upper five realms , Li Tuanjing is recognized as the strongest ten-level sword cultivator in East Aquarius Continent, not one of them

Wei Jin also thought that he could not match this person before he broke through the realm and became a land sword fairy in the eleventh realm.

Didn't it be agreed that Li Tuan Jingbing died?

Li Tuanjing no longer paid any attention to those Zhengyang Mountain patriarchs who were in doubt. He raised his head, as if he was smiling and looking at all the behind-the-scenes people watching the battle. While the breeze was lingering, with a flick of his wrist, Li Tuanjing smiled and said a word: "Chop."

After that ray of breeze left the black-clothed sword cultivator, it instantly turned into a majestic huge sword energy, which spun in a circle above the Immortal Terrace, cutting off the connection between the Fengxue Temple Immortal Terrace and the outside world on the spot.

The person in the picture scroll was dumbfounded.

Outside the picture scroll, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the picture scroll, on the Immortal Terrace, on the high-rise building, Li Tuanjing neither troubled anyone nor said harsh words, just stood there in a daze, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance that had recovered its relaxed posture.

This relieved Fengxue Temple.

Li Tuanjing, as the strongest ten-level sword cultivator, has great killing power, which is obvious to all.

When a Qi trainer is hailed as a certain "most", especially within a continent, it must be a very terrifying existence.

For example, the youngest pure martial artist of the Nine Realms, Song Changjing, King of Dali Fan, had already demonstrated the strength of the legendary Ten Realm martial artist during the encirclement and suppression of the capital.

Breaking Li Tuanjing's record and becoming the youngest ten-level swordsman, Wei Jin, is now an upper five-level god, aloof.

Fengxuemiao Huanghe, carrying the sword box on his back, slowly returned to the tall building.

On the other side of Zhengyang Mountain, people began to rush to rescue Su Jia.

Li Tuanjing put his hands behind his back and smiled.

Even if I have only my last breath left, I still want to strangle you Zhengyangshan by the neck, even if your bones will be taken away from Fenglei Garden by disciples and grandchildren later, it will still be a bit of a joy.

you see.

300 years ago, you betrayed my sincerity, and I taught you that the entire Zhengyang Mountain could not be lifted up for 300 years.

You made those mountain gate juniors who were lucky enough to become sword immortals feel ashamed to hold a celebration, and could only hide in the sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain, sighing.

Even if I'm going to die now, so what

Now, are you satisfied?

Li Tuanjing withdrew his thoughts, turned around and walked down the stairs, patting the railing lightly with his palm.

Li Tuanjing walked to the next floor and came to a young man.

Liu Baqiao, who had finally waited until the end of the war, trembled his lips.

Li Tuanjing smiled and said: "Baqiao, seeing a beloved woman being humiliated, watching her sword heart collapse, because the enemy camp can't save her, and I feel the same, I can't help it, isn't it hard?"

Liu Baqiao regained consciousness suddenly, and was about to jump off the railing, but was stopped by Li Tuanjing, "Just sit down."

Liu Baqiao said guiltily: "The owner of the garden"

Li Tuanjing smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's nothing more than falling in love with a woman you shouldn't like the most, the sky won't fall down, let alone feel guilty about it."

Liu Baqiao didn't know how to answer, he didn't want to say deceitful words against his will, but also felt ashamed of the sect and the owner of the garden.

Li Tuanjing asked: "Su Jia has fallen since then, and it is estimated that the sword gourd will be taken away by Zhengyang Mountain. Once the sword heart is destroyed, the spirit of this fairy who made you children feel ashamed will collapse. Well, I won’t be a fairy in the future, maybe even worse than the registered female cultivator of Zhengyang Mountain. Baqiao, I just want to know, do you still like her?”

Liu Baqiao sobbed: "I like it all my life. Garden owner, am I worthless?"

Li Tuanjing said with emotion: "Silly boy, it's very good."

"Then just keep liking it like this. But don't delay practicing swords. You must know that you have always been a person I am very optimistic about, no worse than Huang He. I didn't tell you this before, because it was useless. The reason why I can talk about it now It’s because there is no future opportunity.”

Liu Baqiao turned his head, "The owner of the garden"

Li Tuanjing suddenly asked: "Practice your sword well, and try to bury my bones with that one in the future. Baqiao, if Fengshui turns around, Zhengyang Mountain will be at its peak at that time, and it will crush our Fenglei Garden one by one." How should you behave as a human being with your tail on”

Liu Baqiao no longer had the guts to sit on the railing, stood in the corridor, and said solemnly: "Sword cultivators of course speak the truth with their swords."

Li Tuanjing joked: "Hey, it looks like me when I was young."

Then Li Tuanjing looked into the distance, and said with a chuckle: "Remember, this set won't work between men and women. In the future, don't think that you are good at swordsmanship, and everything will be like this. You still have to talk to the woman you love."

"Be gentle, you still need to say some love words."

Li Tuanjing turned his head and looked at the retreat disciple, Huang He, who was slowly walking from the stairs.

Looking at the two young men, this tenth-level strongest Qi trainer in Aquarius Continent smiled casually and said, "After I die, I will leave the Fenglei Garden to the two of you to carry the beams."

Huang He's expression was indifferent, "Master, I alone is enough."

Liu Baqiao said with a playful smile, "It's a good relationship. Those who are capable will work harder. I don't need to carry the burden."

Li Tuanjing laughed heartily, and pointed to the Yellow River, "The sword cultivator has infinite killing power, and his fame moves the world, it belongs to you."

Then he turned his finger to Liu Baqiao, "The sword repair is unsurpassed, the wine beauty is yours."

Li Tuanjing finally said leisurely: "In short, it all belongs to our Fenglei Garden."

On the Kun boat going to Nanjian Country, the burly man beside the woman sneered: "Except for the black-clothed sword cultivator who appeared at the end, who is quite capable, the other three battles were average. Luzhou, how dare you put on such a big fight."

The woman nodded and said with a smile: "That Yangjian gourd is really good, I wonder if there is a chance to buy it."

The old nanny stood with her hands folded and said with a smile: "Madam only needs to report the door number, and it will not be difficult to get the Yangjian gourd."

The leftmost seat, the old man in a Confucian shirt wearing a sable hat, really can't stand the noise next door, and the endless pointers. Since the first battle, those guys nearby have been nitpicking, not good here, not good there, Annoyed to death, the old man tilted his head, and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, "The swordsmanship of the three of us is incomparable to that of our Juluzhou swordsmen, but the three battles were full of vigor and hearty. what else to do"

The tall man said sternly: "The old guy is looking for death"

The old man sneered and said: "If you want to die, why don't you order a life and death certificate? After watching the excitement of Fenglei Garden and Zhengyang Mountain, let's let others watch the excitement. night, how are you?"

Never nag, just do what you say.

The refined and cowardly man next to the woman acted as a peacemaker, "If you have something to say, say it well, and say it well when you are away from home, and everyone is from Luzhou, so why hurt your peace?"

The thin and tall woman with a shriveled figure, instead of being angry, turned her head to look at it with great interest, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you are a little old. I guess it's just your old waist that can't stand the troubles of my old lady. Fighting under the bed and Fighting in bed is very different. Right, old bacon"

"I bother"

The old man spat again, "Don't say it's you bamboo pole bitch, I even did it with your little white-faced man."

Chen Pingan was dumbfounded.

How does it feel like returning to Xinghua Lane, Mud Bottle Lane?

The young sword repairer on the far right turned his head and said impatiently: "If you want to fight, hit it quickly, don't grind your mouth there, don't dirty our ears."

Well, here comes another grumpy guy who, instead of persuading the fight, adds fuel to the flames of death.

Chen Ping'an has a bit of a headache, maybe there's a real fight

The female sword cultivator, who tied her hair with a small sword, was indifferent to this, but just looked up at the scroll, as if reminiscing the spirit and spirit contained in the three deadly battles.

Fortunately, the captain who had dealt with Wei Bo before, walked over with a smile, his eyes swept over everyone, starting from the old man in Confucian shirt, every time he saw a person, he cupped his fists and called out a name: "Mr. Jianweng, Qing Mrs. Bone, Mr. Hulu, can you sell me some face? That’s all for today.”

It doesn't matter if the three parties don't sell the captain's face, or even sell some thin noodles to Dajiaoshan, but when the captain announces the three simple names, the matter becomes simple.

The Confucian shirt old man, nicknamed Jianweng, is an extremely famous eccentric swordsman in the south of Juluzhou. A middle-five-level swordsman cultivates Feijian warmly, so he makes friends all over the world.

Mrs. Qinggu is not a sword cultivator, but she has a tenth-level sword cultivator's godfather, who protects the calf extremely well, and possesses an extremely unreasonable magic weapon. In addition, the woman is also a seven-level martial arts master, proficient in close Body to fight, fierce reputation.

As for the young Jianxiu's surname Hulu, it is even more famous in Juluzhou, and there is no other branch for this one alone.

In the family, there is an ancestor of Yupujing who is a land sword fairy. He is one of the sword fairy who led the team to the inverted mountain.The contemporary patriarch of Hulu is the governor of the largest dynasty in the east of Juluzhou. Due to his innate inability to practice, he is a feeble scholar with no power to restrain a chicken, but in the end he has 30 soldiers in his hands, and nearly a thousand sword cultivators under his command. It has the reputation of "a thousand swordsman".

Dajiao Mountain is not afraid of the three parties. It does not mean that the strength is enough to wrestle with the Hulu family, but that the sky is high and the earth is far away.As for Mrs. Qinggu who likes to raise noodles, and Mr. Jianweng who is a casual cultivator, of course they are not afraid of Dajiao Mountain, but those who come are guests, so there is no reason to do business to make enemies.

The old man ouched, leaned forward, leaned out, turned his head to look at the young sword repairman, and asked loudly, "Boy named Hulu, who is Hulu Yinzi?"

The young sword cultivator said unhappily: "It's my uncle. He has been in seclusion for many years. You know him"

The old man slapped his leg with a slap, "Haha, when Hulu Yinzi was young, the thief was so boring that he went to the brothel to have sex. After that, I took him there, tsk tsk tsk, followed my ass twice in three days Damn, I only heard that there are people who eat and drink in the world, like your uncle, the old man lived to a great age, and he only met one person in his life."

The young sword cultivator blushed, and quickly glanced carefully at the female sword cultivator beside him. After seeing nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said sternly to the old man, "My uncle is not such a person."

The old man in Confucian shirt rolled his eyes, "I and your uncle, it's a real friendship of helping push each other's butts, you little boy knows what a fart"

The young sword cultivator seemed to be struck by lightning.

The female sword cultivator finally couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

The old man laughed and said: "Wow, what a fierce little woman, come on, you have suffered a lot."

The young sword cultivator knew that he was going to suffer, but it was too late to remind him.

The female sword cultivator's face was frosty, "Speak out of disrespect, and speak out, I will smash your dog teeth"

It is used to tie up the black hair, and the already extremely small "hairpin" flying sword has no front and is exquisite and slender.

But when it left the blue hair on the head of the master, a trace of snow-bright white light bloomed from the tail of the sword, and the trajectory of the flying sword stretched out an extremely long dazzling white line in the air.

Flying swords in the world are already famous for their speed, speed and difficulty to defend, but this woman's little sword has reached an unimaginable level.

too fast

Eye-opener.

Chen Pingan's mind moved slightly.

"Oh my god, it hurts me to death"

The old man in Confucian shirt covered his mouth, blood was flowing, and his speech was slurred.

It turned out that the flying sword pierced the mouth and directly shattered one of the old man's front teeth.

Instead of being angry, the old man smiled, feeling extremely happy, clapping his hands on his legs, spraying a mouthful of blood and saliva, and yelling vigorously: "What a light switch, it is indeed one of the fastest flying swords in Luzhou, it is well-deserved of its reputation, it is well-deserved of its reputation!" "

Even Mrs. Qinggu was a little terrified.

Another ancestor who was a descendant of the Immortal Sword Immortal.

And compared to the powerful Hulu family, the previous owner of the "electric switch" is not weak, and his combat power is extremely tyrannical.

He used to walk alone in Shenzhou, the middle land where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, with a sword.

Although Chen Pingan didn't know the secret inside story on the top of Juluzhou Mountain, and Chen Pingan couldn't understand them all talking in Juluzhou elegant dialect, but this was an imminent fight between gods and gods, there was no doubt about it.

So he sat obediently on the spot, ready to run away at any time if something bad happened.

Fortunately, after chatting during this period of time, after Chunshui Qiushi's explanation, it is clear that it is not too strange to meet any gods on this Kun boat that crosses three continents.

As for the city under the Kun Boat, there are not so many shocking existences in the city of Aquarius Continent, not only the small East Aquarius Continent, but also Julu Continent, which has a vast land and rich resources, and there are as many swordsmen as a cow's hair.

After returning the flying sword to its sheath, the female sword repairer smiled apologetically at the captain of Dajiaoshan, and the latter was determined.

In fact, with her helping to make the final decision, the matter would not be complicated, and the curtain would end early.

Sure enough, the three parties quieted down, and the tense atmosphere that was tense before was gone.

At this moment, Chen Pingan didn't feel any danger in the small town or Luopo Mountain, and he was far from the hopeless and numb state of mind of the boy in Tsing Yi.

But after watching the sword repair battle in the flower and bird banners, and watching the fairy fights close at hand, Chen Pingan told himself in his heart: Chen Pingan, don't just drink too much, practice boxing more diligently, practice swords earlier .

Chen Ping subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky beyond the Kun boat, flying with his sword, passing through the clouds and rain, and being with the birds, which made him look forward to it very much.