Sword comes

No.11 punches, extremely fast.

The true power of the god-man beating drum-like fist is that as long as the person who punches, the body and soul can withstand the severe pain caused by the circulation of energy in the body, and successfully deliver a new punch, then To be able to accumulate punches and shake mountains and destroy cities is by no means an idiot's dream

Chen Pingan punched the "Linglong" mountain as big as a house back several feet.

Without saying a word, he stomped his feet again and punched upward.

The old man Gao Guan's face was a bit dignified, and he no longer felt teasing, he recited the formula silently, put his two fingers together around the crown of the five mountains, and swiped down four times.

Even if it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains on his head will temporarily lose its supernatural powers. He insisted on slaughtering this obstructive young man with all his strength.

As a Shanze casual cultivator who does not ask for anything and has no backer to rely on, this is the only magic weapon of the old man Gao Guan. It was obtained in a secret realm. The brother who was born and died together, when the latter died, begged him to take good care of his children and ensure that they could enjoy the glory of the secular world for a hundred years. All cut weeds and roots.

Back then, it was hunted down thousands of miles by the young golden elixir of Taiping Mountain. This priceless five-sacred crown is still well preserved, the damage is not serious, and after a hundred years of repairs, it has returned to its peak condition. It is a pity that the old man has searched countless classics, but still can't find it. The root of the true figure of the Five Sacred Mountains painted on the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains is that the old man can only exert half of the effect of the magic weapon at most, which is really a great pity. Say.

The two mountains are superimposed up and down, and the momentum of the fall is as fast as thunder.

Chen Pingan's No. 13 punch, which was swift and fierce, only hit the Dongyue below more than ten feet high.

Soon another mountain was pressed down.

Is it the heaviness of the mountain, which holds the advantage, or the high level of boxing, which is more invincible

The five-sacred crown on the old man's head has dimmed, and there is no more melodious sound of cranes and pines.

Chen Ping's energy and blood are surging, and he hasn't shown any signs of exhaustion yet, but Chen Ping'an doesn't want to be trapped by these three mountains. God knows what secret method Gao Guan still has on the mountain. , so he prepared to evacuate the school martial arts field, shift the battlefield, and then quickly handed out the No.14 punch.

However, Chen Pingan, who had prepared the square inch talisman early, was surprised to find that in the shadow of the mountains, as if he was in a so-called "lawless place" on the mainland, the square inch talisman, which had made great achievements in several wars, was gone. reaction.

As a last resort, the two flying swords in the first 15 days of the Yangjian gourd spread out, one left and one right, and swept high into the sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to deliver a new punch, which made the mountain's falling momentum slightly stagnant, and then rushed forward, trying to leave the shadow of the mountain.

The old man Gao Guan laughed, "I want to run"

Pressing down with one palm, the fourth mountain fell down.

The four mountains overlapped each other, and they crashed on Chen Pingan's head, and the school martial arts field at the "foot of the mountain" was suppressed by the majestic spiritual energy, making Chen Pingan's forward figure a little slower.

The golden-robed boy with amazing boxing skills was finally suppressed by Shan Yue.

After succeeding, the old man Gao Guan was slightly taken aback, "When will a pure warrior be able to use his own flying sword?"

Mountains are often accompanied by flowing water.

The old man sensed the two flying swords coming through the sky, and "plucked" two rivers from the top of the Five Mountains. After manifesting, he finally looked like a woman with a slender waist, one was turbid and yellowish, and the other was green and clear, surrounding the old man's futon , rolling and flowing, blocking the fierce offensive of the two flying swords again and again, the water splashed in all directions, and the weight of the river water continued to decrease.

Old man Gao Guan paid more attention to the school martial arts field.

At this moment, the sea of ​​clouds is only twenty feet away from the ground.

The futon the old man was sitting on almost touched the top of the fourth mountain, and his vision was blocked. The old man Gao Guan stretched out a finger, tapped on the center of his eyebrows, and opened his mouth with a silent recitation. In his eyes, it was pitch black at first, and then it was like night The cloud and mist dissipated, revealing the true face of the bright moon, and the sky and the earth were clear. The old man Gao Guan successfully saw the figure of the golden robed boy through the four superimposed mountains.

Good guy, like a loach, still trying to slip away

The boy first bowed his head and bent down, carrying the mountain with his shoulders, and ran forward. As the four mountains sank, the boy then simply rushed forward, holding the mountain with his back. The achievement that amazed the old man abruptly helped the young man win the precious time of the close call, enabling the young man to roll when the mountain was only four feet away from the ground of the school martial arts field, barely avoiding the end of being crushed into meat by the mountain.

The old man Gao Guan sneered in his heart, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high, just waiting for the moment when you mistakenly think that you have escaped from birth.

The fifth mountain that has been ready to go is the most respected Zhongyue, and the steepness of the main body can be vaguely seen.

The young man was able to withstand the four mountains, which was beyond the expectations of the old man Gaoguan. He thought that the three mountains would be able to crush this little guy to death.

That kind of boxing that seems to have no end to the increasing power is really weird

If the young man can leave boxing secrets after his death, it may not be inferior to that golden robe.

The old man softly said, "Go"

Zhongyue just hit Chen Pingan who was rolling on the ground.

At the same time, the previous four mountains began to fly away one after another, surrounding Zhongyue, and "rooted to the ground" one after another. A private courtyard next to the martial arts field.

Once the Sifang Mountains stand on the ground, and the Zhongyue sits in the middle, a large natural formation will be formed.

The two flying swords above the sea of ​​clouds seemed to have a connection with the young man who was in a death situation, and they tried their best to attack the true meaning of the two rivers.

The old man Gao Guan laughed heartily, "I'm afraid of you two little ones, take care, I will play hide-and-seek with you, and let's see what you two do when your master dies later."

The old man poked his hands left and right, grabbed two strands of black clouds, and then clapped his hands heavily, the clouds covered the fog, and the old man disappeared.

Chen Pingan, who was besieged by the Five Sacred Mountains, was on the verge of life and death.

Although the sword aura is awe-inspiring in the 15th day of the new year, he has no choice but to reduce the black sea of ​​clouds as much as possible in the face of an old man with a high crown who is hiding.

Even if Chen Ping sacrificed the demon-binding rope made of the two long beards of the old flood dragon, the golden light suddenly became bigger, like a golden dragon occupying the middle mountain, pulling it up several feet abruptly, it would not be crushed Down below, it is bordered by the earth, so that the formation of the Five Sacred Mountains has not been formed for the time being, but even though the demon-binding ropes continue to shrink, and the Zhongyue mountain is crowded with broken stones, this Zhongyue is always slowly sinking.

And the sea of ​​clouds above Flying Eagle Fort is no more than ten feet away from the ground.

If someone stands on the viewing terrace of the main building and looks around, it is like being on the top of a mountain thousands of feet above the earth, with magnificent waves, surging winds, and stormy waves crashing against the shore.

In the main building of Flying Eagle Fort, the man who painted the ground as a prison was chased to death by the two natal flying swords, one big and one small.

Those members of the Huan Clan of Feiyingbao really experienced the dazzling methods of the gods on the mountain with their own eyes.

While everyone is rejoicing, it is inevitable that we will feel despair. I, a martial artist in the Jianghu, are really not worth mentioning in the face of these supernatural masters on the mountain.

Lu Tai didn't wait and see what happened, and didn't use the two extremely high-quality flying swords with needle-pointed wheat awns to slowly consume the sea-observing-level Qi trainer, but took out pieces from the ribbon one by one. The magical artifacts that were scavenged from all over the place were pierced through the gap in the cage that the flying sword slashed out.

The insidious attack, for that qi trainer, this was tantamount to making things worse and suffering unspeakably.

The tall man first begged for mercy in every possible way, persuading Lu Tai to negotiate everything, as long as Lu Tai stops, he is willing to hand over all his belongings, and let Lu Tai play tricks on his soul.

Seeing that Lu Tai was indifferent, and the man with only an iron handle left in his hand, he began to threaten fiercely, threatening to die with Lu Tai's two natal flying swords.

Lu Tai leaned against the castle master's wife's chair, waving a folding fan, ignoring the hard-pressed sea-watching monks. He had forcibly opened the hall door, so the scene of Flying Eagle Castle outside could be seen at a glance.

It was dark.

Presumably, hundreds of people in Flying Eagle Fort will never forget today's scene in this life. The feeling of powerlessness is deeply rooted in their bones.

And this kind of influence is destined to be extremely far-reaching. As long as these people can survive, then today's events, related to gods fighting and mortals suffering, will be passed down from generation to generation.

If all the nine continents in the vast world were so free from taboos, they would have been so chaotic long ago.

That's why there are three Confucian university palaces and 72 academies.

The purpose is to prevent the gods on the mountain from smashing the mountains and rivers with a single punch, and a magic weapon from smashing the cities of the world at will.

After all, the people on the mountain come from the world after all.

The world is gone, what else is there on the mountain

So using this as a boundary line, there is a distinction between good and evil, good and evil.

For some Qi practitioners, I want to be free and unrestrained on the Great Way of Longevity. Since you are already standing on the mountain, it doesn't matter whether you live or die in the world.

Some monks are either pure-hearted and ascetic, do not care about world affairs, or abide by the rules, and are willing to let themselves live less happily for the sake of peace in the world, and do not pursue absolute freedom.

There are all kinds of things in the world, everyone has what they want, right and wrong, right and wrong, a mess.

Because there are too many people, the truth is just for others to hear, not to restrain their own heart.

This is true both above and below the mountain.

Lu Tai is a descendant of the Yin-Yang family of the Lu family, and has a deeper understanding of human nature.

Moreover, he is very special no matter his family status or himself. Not only is he not a sword cultivator, but he raised two natal flying swords at random, and he didn't even get that strange colored belt when he was playing in the family ancestral hall when he was young.

The existence of Lutai, in the Lu family of Central Earth Divine Continent, has a sense of prohibition. For those silent and depressed ancestors of the Lu family, this junior is too "awkward", and at the same time it makes people feel Stunning, as if born according to the Tao, there is almost no precedent in history, so the huge Lu family has always been very vague about Lu Tai's attitude.

The sages have a saying: adults change into tigers, villains change their faces, and gentlemen change into leopards.

Lu Tai's body skin is like a magic weapon in itself, even compared to Chen Ping's "student", the young Cui Chan's body that was left behind to steal the evidence in his early years is even more wonderful.

Lu Tai paid attention to the sea of ​​clouds outside the building, looking for the best time to make a move.

The scene in the lobby of the main building has long been covered up, and it is as difficult for the man with the dust to pass the message out.

The castle owner's wife said softly: "Master Immortal, I've made up my mind."

Lu Tai was a little puzzled, and looked down, "How do you say?"

The woman's face was sad but her eyes were firm, she stretched out her hand to cover her heart, and asked, "Can he survive?"

Although the woman is not a practitioner, but the abnormality in her heart has lasted for several years, and she is not an idiot. She has already guessed a lot by contacting the flying disaster in Flying Eagle Fort and the conversation between the man in the dust and Lu Tai. .

Lu Tai shook his head and said: "The little guy is born to deviate from the Dao, violent in nature, cruel and bloodthirsty, even if you die, it will still be a disaster in the future. At that time, a small Flying Eagle Castle is not qualified to be buried with it. It is very likely The whole country of Agarwood"

The woman cried sadly: "But I want it to survive, I can feel its existence, after all, it is like my child"

Lu Tai was neither moved nor contemptuous, just smiled lightly, and stated a fact for the poor woman: "Then do you know that the little guy has already developed his spiritual intelligence, so he will deliberately convey false emotions to you, it even Relying on instinct, it will subtly affect the mind of your host, otherwise, why did you never open your mouth to explain this to your husband clearly knowing that your body is abnormal?"

The woman covered her heart with one hand, raised her other hand, and quickly covered her mouth with a painful look on her face. She was at a loss and just shook her head at the landing platform.

The woman endured the heart-wrenching pain silently, looking at the landing platform, her eyes were full of pleading.

Lu Tai sighed, "Why are you here? Do you really want to abandon the lives of hundreds of people in Feiying Castle? Think about it, husband Huan Yang, children Huan Chang Huan Shu, and the family that gave birth to you and raised you. I don’t care about the castle, just because of this filthy bastard who has not yet been born and is ranked in the crooked way.”

The woman just shook her head with tears in her eyes, lowered her arms, and the blood splattered out of her mouth immediately. It was as black as ink, and it was extremely terrifying. Let it survive, I beg the immortal master, what is wrong with it, now it just killed its mother, I don't blame it, not at all, so you, immortal master, teach it more in the future, advise It is good, don't go astray, immortal master, you are omnipotent, you can do it, my child will definitely be a good person"

The woman is like a piece of porcelain riddled with holes. With the violent heartbeat, it is overwhelmed and finally completely shattered.

But she kept staring at Lu Tai's face.

Lu Tai smiled and nodded, "Well, it can live."

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, and she slowly closed her eyes. Shocking black blood still flowed from her eye sockets. It turned out that her eyelids were broken, and two eyeballs fell in front of her body. The skirt slid off the floor and rolled behind the chair.

In the lobby, there was a dead silence, no one dared to speak out, except for Huan Yang, the owner of Feiying Castle who had been banned from five senses, and was bound to a chair. The man's eyes were red, and he was full of unforgettable anger towards the pillow person who lived with him day and night.

how can she be so selfish

She must be obsessed, insane

She was not wronged at all when she died, she should die together with that little bastard and freak at heart

Lu Tai came to the dead woman, bent down, stared at her blood-soaked heart, and murmured: "Your mother has paid so much for you, and I have given you everything, even human You don’t even have a conscience, why are you still crazily absorbing the aura and soul of the corpse? You had already tormented her enough when she was alive, but now that she is dead, can’t you let her have a moment of peace after death?”

The woman's fluctuating heart suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be subtle wailing and crying, coming to the world, just like all babies in the world.

came crying.

"late."

Lu Tai stabbed the bamboo fan in his hand, pierced the woman's heart, nailed it into the back of the chair, and said expressionlessly: "The world is very boring, it's better not to come here."

A scream that pierced the eardrum suddenly resounded through the lobby, the candlelight was extinguished, and the pillars shattered at the same time.

Everyone's liver and gallbladder are splitting.

Only Huan Yang was relieved, and then lost, his eyes were empty, staring blankly at the chair next to him.

That gentle girl from her childhood died very ugly.

This man, he didn't know it, and the indignation in his heart had already burst into tears.