Sword comes

Chapter titles are borrowed from Circle of Readers.

The young man in white robe was surrounded, and instead of retreating, he advanced. After several punches, his companion was completely helpless to fight back.

This made all the guys involved in the hunt feel anxious.

If the strong man hadn't sounded a warning, the formation master in the north might have died suddenly on the spot.

The old man who was building a moving formation for everyone, was squatting on the ground at that time, arranging several small khaki flags, even if he didn't notice the slightest difference, he still slapped his chest without hesitation, hitting He smashed a concealed and expensive substitute amulet, and the positions of him and a young disciple instantly reversed.

In an instant, an unpredictable flying sword descended from the sky, like chopsticks stuck in water, causing waves of ripples at an extremely fast speed.

The dazed young man was split open on the spot by the huge flying sword, from head to waist, it was split into two pieces, the two corpses fell to the ground, the intestines were flowing, it was horrific.

The flying sword, which was far larger than the ordinary swordsman's saber, sank into the ground, and disappeared in a flash. When the flying sword entered the ground, the ground did not change at all.

It is undoubtedly the natal flying sword of a sword repairman.

The next moment, Master Zhen stretched out his hand and clapped his palms on his heart again, as if he used a substitute talisman again, making up his mind to sacrifice the life of his second direct disciple to ensure his own safety.

Only this time, the evil cultivator, who was caught off guard before, had room to maneuver, did not stand by and stood far away, but he had already taken out a small black clay pot engraved with runes, recited the formula silently, shook it gently a few times, A gloomy black smoke shot up into the sky, and after leaving the clay pot, it split into three strands, going to the array master, the girl, and the land platform standing on the tall branch to guard the sword.

The flying sword appeared out of thin air again, but it still slashed down.

But it wasn't the array master who was pointing at the talisman, but the horrified girl.

The billowing black smoke gathered by countless yin ghosts covered the top of the girl's head, as if holding an umbrella for her.

However, the huge flying sword was too powerful, breaking through the black smoke barrier quickly, and still split the girl from head to tail with one sword.

The cardamom girl died prematurely on the avenue.

Working hard for longevity, in the end, he failed to live beyond the age of 20.

Lu Tai, who was holding the trunk of the big tree with one hand, had an uneasy expression on his face.

It's true that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high.

The formation master didn't actually use the stand-in talisman, he slapped his chest for the second time, but just shot a feint, luring him to point the tip of his sword at the girl.

Lu Tai, who lost a game of chess, did not lose his temper. He practiced on the mountain. First, a stupid person is not qualified to cross the threshold of that mountain gate. In a dog, after decades and hundreds of years, it is really a dog, and it should become a fine dog.

So no one is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Although the natal flying sword is huge, its speed is unbelievable. Lu Tai just stood there, letting the black smoke rush towards him. After the flying sword killed the girl, he came to the master Lu Tai in an instant In front of him, smash the black smoke full of resentment, howling, and hideous faces.

The evil cultivator kept shaking the clay pot in his palm, and said with a sinister smile, "If you dare to destroy my genitals, it depends on how much spiritual energy you have left to squander."

Streams of black smoke flew out of the clay pot, like a huge black flower blooming in his palm.

The array master was really scared that that guy would give him another sword attack. As a last resort, he took out a large handful of snow-white beads, waved his sleeves, and dozens of beads hovered around him, three talents, four images, seven stars, eight trigrams, and nine palaces , the hovering position of the beads of different numbers is very particular, creating a protective formation one after another. After the formation, the light is bright, reflecting the old formation master incomparably bright and majestic.

It's just that in this way, the previous formation will be delayed, and it will be delayed by a lot of time.

The evil cultivator knew a few words and couldn't persuade this old formation master who was afraid of death. While driving the black smoke to cull Lutai, he reminded: "Hurry up and set up the formation, otherwise we will be in vain if we run thousands of miles. If you can't kill those two, there will be endless troubles. You can weigh it yourself."

The old formation master's face was cloudy and uncertain, and when he became ruthless, he withdrew half of the small formations and took back dozens of beads. In this way, the speed of forming formations in various places was accelerated a little bit.

The battlefield to the south.

The burly man fell to the ground, vomiting blood, as if he was going to vomit out his heart, liver and intestines. The soil on the ground was soaked in bright red, which was very miserable.

He is a genuine five-realm martial artist, who has practiced kung fu for a long time and is very difficult to deal with.

It's just that on the road of martial arts, I have never met a master to guide me, and I have gone through bumps and hardships. The foundation of the three realms of body training is full of loopholes, and I can go from four to five. It can be said that I don't care about the consequences.

A living person can never be suffocated to death by a bubble of urine, so he took a crooked way. His method of invoking gods comes from half a fragmented volume, of course it comes from "hunting wild food", because there is only the first half of the volume, so he only knows How to please, I don't know how to give it away, it is easy to ask God and it is difficult to send God away, this is the reason.

Every time you invite a god to possess a body, the price is very high. After nearly 20 years of groping, begging grandpa to tell grandma, and buying such secret volumes of fairy books, it is hard to control the sequelae of this magic.

Especially today, the half of inviting the gods actually gave the boy in white robe a punch so that the "spirit" retreated to the altar. It was extremely rude for the strict rules to ask the gods to descend, so they counterattacked fiercely, and strands of spirits came from the altar. The orifice floats out, like three sticks of incense, curling up.

After burning three sticks of incense, there was still no sign of stopping. Clouds and mist rose from the back of the strong man. You must know that the smoke is the manifestation of the spirit of a martial artist of the five realms, and it is the fundamental vitality of a pure martial artist. .

The man said hoarsely, "Help me"

The qi trainer who was proficient in the Five Elements Wood Technique frowned, and had no choice but to withdraw the method of moving mountains and pulling trees against the white-robed boy. He came to the strong man and squatted down. In the space, from under the ground, dots of faint light floated out, lingering around the fingertips, and then suddenly patted into the vest of the strong man by the Qi trainer,

With a flick of the body of the strong man lying in the mud, his face instantly became rosy, and there was a crisp sound of soybeans bursting from all the joints of his body, like a dead tree in spring. Standing up, he was in good spirits, without any signs of depression.

The Qi trainer who came to the rescue said in a deep voice: "It will be recorded in the account."

The man gritted his teeth and looked at the white-robed young man with amazing moves, nodded and said: "Take these two fat sheep, everything is easy to talk about."

That night in the Fushi Sect's Huatian Street, the guy who looked more juicy than girls, was so generous that he almost made the wild cultivators of the Golden Core Realm feel ashamed. It's not that a Golden Core cultivator can't afford so much Xiaoshu money , but you must know that the handsome young man bought all the money-burning gadgets of suet beasts, spring dream spiders, and talisman paper figurines.

Cultivator of Tongyezhou, no matter the orthodox immortal master or the wild cultivator in the mountains, who would say the crappy words of Tongyezhou?

The two young men, who obviously came from other places in other continents, only walked through the mountains and the market, traveling thousands of miles north, never once visited the mountains of Xianjia along the way, and never had a big monk take the initiative to visit them.What does this mean? This means that the two young children are born in a noble family and have a lot of money. They must have lived a comfortable life since childhood, but they don't know the depth of the rivers and lakes.

If you don't take down these two filthy rich stunned youths, are you worthy of my so many years of penance? In addition to looking around for opportunities and licking blood from the knife edge, I also want to bow my head and bow like a dog for the fairy masters on the mountain to collect money , help them settle the messy things they didn’t bother to do personally, bear the notoriety, flee for their lives, change to another place and start all over again, and the cycle repeats, when will it be the end?

From the time when the strong man was beaten to death by the five fists of the gods and men, to the moment when the Qi trainer used the secret method to steal the luck of the mountains and rivers and successfully healed the strong man, all of this was just a few snaps of the fingers.

Chen Pingan was hindered by the sword energy controlled by the middle-aged sword master, and he couldn't kill the strong man with the iron whip in one go.

Controlling the sword with Qi is a very extraordinary supernatural power in the world.

In many ignorant and ignorant places, mountains and rivers, poetry books and classics, the so-called flying sword to take the head from a thousand miles away is not actually a sword cultivator, but a sword master who often appears in front of the world. A good swordsman, no matter how high you are, you can't be too low, especially like to gain fame and fame.

When a sword master wields a sword to kill an enemy, what he possesses usually has both sword spirit and real sword. The former is superior in quantity, while the latter is stronger in strength.

Sweeping the formation with light cavalry wins the advantage, and shoveling the formation with heavy cavalry achieves victory. The two cooperate with each other and are indispensable.

The sword master who confronted Chen Pingan was obviously a master of this way, his sleeves were bulging, and there were bursts of blue brilliance on the surface of the cuffs, and the green sword energy that swept out from them was extremely sharp.

Fortunately, the sword master can control at most two wisps of sword energy each time.

Chen Pingan dodged fairly easily, far from being stretched, but he was restrained to death.

Chen Pingan did not use the method of killing the enemy by one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred. After seriously injuring the burly and strong man earlier, due to the constraints of the sword master, even if the qi trainer who was proficient in the five elements wood method saved the strong man, he was still symbolically blocked. As a result, the sword master made a mistake in his prediction, and a ray of sword energy waited for a rabbit near the strong man. As a result, Chen Pingan suddenly accelerated and rushed straight to the sword master, almost breaking into the sword master.

The sword master, who broke out in a cold sweat, had no choice but to use his real trump card.

The actual little sword didn't fly out of the sleeve, but quietly appeared from the topknot of the head. It turned out that the jasper hairpin was used to cover the "sword sheath" of the little sword.

It was a small handleless sword shaped like an emerald green willow leaf, it was extremely slender, and it revolved around the sword master, bringing out streams of tender green fireflies.

The Taoist of the Talisman Sect reminded sharply: "The two Dry Well Talismans of the Poor Dao can support up to [-] snaps of fingers for a quick battle. Hurry up and kill this little bastard. Once his flying sword breaks through the cage, we will wait in line to give it to you!" Wipe your neck"

The old Taoist's face was haggard and his fingers were thin. Between the words, he turned his hands slowly. He should be controlling the two talismans that capture the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. Martial arts swordsman? Not only is he a swordsman now, this bastard actually has two flying swords. If I hadn't got some family background, I saved up two treasure charms that were originally intended to be passed down to the family. dividends, not counted”

The burly man looked embarrassed, strode towards Chen Pingan, without looking at the old man, and said in a muffled voice: "It's easy to say, I won't lose you."

The old Taoist snorted coldly.

Feeling overwhelmed, he stared at the boy in white robe.

When did the sword cultivator have such a tyrannical physique?

Then there is that handsome son who is still standing on the tree, and he is also a sword repairman with a flying sword of his own destiny. No wonder the two of them dare to walk sideways in a foreign country. They swaggered from Yuguizong of Tongyezhou to Tongyezong. As long as they didn't provoke those fairy mansions by themselves, in normal times, a few wild cultivators would dare to provoke them.

They are a mixed group of mermaids and dragons. Of course they couldn't get together originally, but they got together because of profit. Although everyone's realm cultivation base is not too high, they each have their own strengths. To strangle a Golden Core cultivator, as long as the other party doesn't realize it in advance, the whole group can break their wrists, and they might get riches and fortunes.

For example, when he shot this time, he focused on the young suet.

Aspirational

In fact, they had already overestimated the two young people enough, but they didn't expect it to be so difficult.

This time, the middle-aged swordsman let go of the young man, and there was the woodwork Qi practitioner among the mountains. He was blessed by nature, and even drove the ancient trees to rise from the ground, like old people staggering, strong men. He took out a vermilion pill and threw it into his mouth, the skin on his face became hot and red.

He wants to ask God to come true again

The branches of the big tree were like long whips, smashing hard at Chen Pingan. In the process of evading, Chen Pingan had to avoid one or two sinister blue sword lights in time, and the danger was everywhere for a while.

Fortunately, there was a voice from Lu Tai soon, teaching Chen Pingan how to deal with those weird trees. Afterwards, Chen Pingan accurately smashed a small string of hidden words pasted on the big tree with each punch. Only when Chen Pingan successfully smashed After the word formula, there will be a scene of silver light collapsing, the big tree will collapse, and the shaded trees will wither in an instant.

Lu Tai also reminded Chen Pingan that the so-called [-] flicks of the Taoists who imprisoned the two flying swords may not be true, and it is very likely that they will be [-] flicks, and even the talismans will last longer.

Chen Pingan was expressionless, probably unable to be distracted. After smashing all the weird trees, the strong man who had abandoned his iron whip had successfully summoned the gods. His eyes were white, without any brilliance of humanity, like a god looking down indifferently. world.

But Lu Tai was a little surprised.

Because he noticed that Chen Pingan didn't have any ripples in his heart after hearing his reminder. It was obvious that he had understood the calculation of the old Taoist for a long time, so he could be so calm.

At a young age, he is an old man.

Lu Tai propped himself up on the tree trunk with one hand. Compared with Chen Pingan's chaotic fight with all kinds of heroes, his side is very boring.

His flying sword "needle tip" could no longer kill that old formation master, and the ghostly black smoke from the clay pot couldn't do anything to Lu Tai.

What's more, Lu Tai also casually took out a five-color silk rope and tied it around his arm. Although this thing is a thousand miles away from the colorful belts worn by women, it is already a treasure for ordinary Qi practitioners. Quite a good magic weapon, the multicolored rope wrapped around the arm is the life-sustaining core, which can increase the absorption of spiritual energy; The magic weapon; the evil rope, the thread of this rope is raised high like a psychic snake, which can blow away evil spirits; the sword thread can be plundered by itself, a bit like a flying sword controlled by a swordsman; Finally, there is a pocket-sized demon-binding rope.

The strength of Lutai's magic weapon lies in its comprehensiveness, both offensive and defensive.

But in the final analysis, as long as it is not a Jindan Nascent Soul that is one or two realms higher than others, everyone is afraid of water grinding their efforts and being bitten to death by ants.

Fortunately, Chen Pingan restrained the enemy's main force today, and the "free time" Lutai felt a little guilty for the first time. This time it was indeed careless. I didn't expect the opponent to be so courageous and dare to yell so many people to encircle them together , Perseverance and perseverance are a must, and they have followed them thousands of miles away.

On the northern battlefield, the evil cultivator seemed to be distressed by the dissipating black smoke, and shouted to the old Taoist: "Is there any dry well talisman? If so, throw one out quickly. I owe it first, and I will raise money with him later." return you"

The old Taoist was so angry that he jumped up and scolded: "There is your father!"

The evil cultivator was furious, but at the moment he could only hold back, thinking that the future will be long, and he will have to take care of you, a stinky old man, in the future.

The old Taoist looked down on the evil cultivator who couldn't distinguish between human beings and ghosts. He seemed to be afraid of the end of the twenty snaps of his fingers, so he shook his sleeves quietly, as if he was preparing for something.

The two talismans holding the flying sword trembled more and more.

The old man has a hard time.

At first he spoke loudly, saying that he could only trap Feijian with twenty flicks of his fingers. As Lu Tai guessed, he deliberately deceived Chen Pingan, hoping that he would be able to recall Feijian after twenty flicks of his fingers and kill all directions.But now the old Taoist is dumb and eats Coptis chinensis, and he can’t tell the hardships. It turns out that the two priceless treasures can really only trap Feijian for about [-] fingers, instead of the expected [-] fingers.

The talisman is called Dry Well Talisman.

Able to defeat the natal flying sword.

Seven small nails made of lightning strike wood, painted in the shape of a dipper, embedded in special talisman paper with secret techniques, and then scraped off one or two of the flying soil that fell from the tail of the strong wind, it must be one of the eight winds, and the pattern of the talisman Trapped in the well for the sword, the talisman paper endorsed the word "do not move".This is the main body, and the rest of the talisman "branches" have many links.

It is a high-grade secret talisman from the sect of the Tongyezhou Talisman Sect. Although it is not as good as Lutai's so-called "sword sheath talisman" and "mountain closure talisman", it should not be underestimated. The life-saving talisman is worth thousands of gold.

Developing a Dry Well Talisman with complicated materials is time-consuming and expensive.

Within a radius of ten feet, as long as this talisman is sacrificed and a flying sword is encountered, the sword cultivator's natal flying sword can be immobilized like a person standing in a well.

The quality of the talisman depends on how long it can trap the flying sword.

If you want to open the restriction, you only need to open the formula and blow your sleeves, and the flying sword "in the well" can go away freely.

Others sharpen their swords every ten years, while veterans sharpen their talismans every ten years. They can't be overstated.

The two battlefields are in full swing.

In the depths of the forest, two people looked at this place from afar.

Watch the fire from the other side.

A guest who competed with Lu Tai for the Suet Beast at the shop of the Fushi Sect, was short in stature, unremarkable in appearance, with a slightly smug face.

The other is a red-robed swordsman with a long sword on his waist. He is slender and imposing. He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of his sword, looked at the situation on the battlefield, and said with a smile: "Everyone thought you were making a big deal out of a molehill before. Even I am no exception, now it seems that thanks to your prudence, you have saved me a lot of trouble."

The red-robed man is a swordsman at the pinnacle of the sixth realm of martial arts.

In the rivers and lakes under the mountains of Tongyezhou, he is already a veritable master of swordsmanship. Although he is very old, he still looks like a crown jade. For decades, he has galloped across more than ten countries with his sword, and rarely met an opponent.

What's more, the long sword at his waist is a magic weapon of the immortal family that is unparalleled in sharpness, which made this swordsman martial artist dare to call himself "Under the golden core earth immortal, one sword injures the enemy. Under the dragon gate, one sword kills", and on the mountain Yamashita seldom questioned.

He is famous and unparalleled in style. I don’t know how many women admire this Jianghu sword fairy who does not want to live forever. There are even gossips that the Queen Zhao of Yunlu Kingdom has an affair with this person. As for the famous chivalrous fairy, The admiration for this red-clothed sword fairy is even more numerous.

The inconspicuous man smiled and said: "I, Ma, is cautious because of habit. I suffered too much when I was young, so keep one thing in mind. To deal with these good-born immortal masters, we will have to fight like a lion." Rabbit, eat them all in one go, otherwise, even if you win by chance, it will be a miserable victory and you won't gain much."

The red-clothed swordsman smiled and said: "Ma Wanfa, it was agreed before that I will help you hold the battle in case of accidents. The sword carried by the white-robed boy belonged to me a long time ago. Now that an accident happened, I really need to kill the enemy myself." ,So"

The man nodded and said: "I can't give you the sword gourd, and you are not a sword cultivator, but there is at least one square inch on the two little guys. I want to share the things inside, and you can take the square inch. how"

The swordsman in red narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Excellent."

The man hesitated for a moment, "Although the overall situation is settled, we still have to be careful, the young man in white robe is probably already stretched, maybe that guy who looks like a woman still has more energy left, otherwise you deal with this guy first and the rest, I can't jump."

The red-clothed swordsman shook his head and said: "The one on the tree has a magic weapon on his arm to protect him, and there are flying swords flying around in the dark. It is difficult for me to succeed in one blow without making a sound, but the white-robed boy, I can kill him with one sword." Kill, when the time comes, there will be no companions, and the little guy who is thinner and more tender than girls will definitely lose his mind, and it doesn't matter whether I will kill it or you will do it yourself."

The man thought for a while, nodded and agreed, "This is the best."

Then he said with a smile: "The old Taoist priest's two Dry Well Talismans will soon be unbearable, when will you take action?"

"It's time"

The figure of the red-clothed swordsman has disappeared, but there is still a lingering sound in the same place.

The branches under his feet did not move at all.

It can be seen that this great master of the rivers and lakes is fast in stature and high in martial arts.

On the southern battlefield, Chen Pingan and the burly man who asked the gods to come down to the truth, because the latter had two people to help, the two sides fought inextricably, and it seemed that the chaos would continue for a long time.

A red rainbow fell from the sky, as fast as thunder, tearing apart the battlefield in an instant, and filled the world with sword energy.

Unsheathed a sword and stabbed the white-robed boy's heart.

There is no suspense when a sword is stabbed.

The corners of the red-clothed swordsman's mouth curled up slightly, it was so interesting and boring at the same time.

Another so-called cultivating genius was slaughtered.

But the next moment, the red-clothed swordsman was about to retreat violently, and even planned to give up the saber, the magic weapon of the fairy family.

Because life is the most important thing.

All the people present were stunned, it was really the intrusion of the great master of swordsmanship, the momentum was too strong, everyone didn't dare to superfluous, and stopped their hands, lest the great master beheaded the young man with a sword, and then he would slash him with a sword. He stabbed them to death lightly, and finally called it manslaughter.

At that time, if one person loses a share of the pie, it means that the rest of the people will get a little more dividends. Who would not be happy for the living guy?

But what happened next is one I will never forget.

He had always been a handsome young man in white clothes, after being stabbed in the center by a swordsman in red.

The snow-white robe was centered on the sword point and heart, and dazzling ripples rippled out, revealing the true face of this robe.

a gold robe

It seems that there are dragons hiding in the golden sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Pingan no longer deliberately suppressed the power of the magic robe of this overseas fairy relic, no longer intentionally exposed its flaws many times, asked for injuries, and let himself see blood dripping.

So this sword pierced the golden robe, but failed to pierce the magic robe at all.

Lu Tai didn't speak.

But Chen Pingan had been waiting for this moment.

Waiting for the expert hiding behind the scenes to make a final decision.

If you don't come, Chen Pingan will not lose money.

Come, Chen Pingan made a lot of money.

During this journey, from the first time I left Lizhu Dongtian to go to Dasui Academy, and then I left my hometown for the second time to go to Daoxuan Mountain.

Chen Ping'an has finally paid off for being cautious all the time and pursuing "no mistakes" day after day.

In an instant.

Just as the red-clothed swordsman let go of the hilt, the young man who strode forward regardless of the point of the sword stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword behind his back.

A sword cut off the head.

Even Lu Tai would be stunned, then looked around, and smiled at those daring fellows, "You guys, sending someone's head from a thousand miles away is really lighthearted and affectionate."

Chen Ping put "Long Qi" back into the scabbard with his backhand, walked forward a few steps, gently held the long sword with the other hand, and stood still.

Hold the sword upside down.

There is a little bit of wind.