Sword comes

The hanging sword array fell to the ground, smashing the ancestral hall, and the sword energy rippled everywhere. The whole first-line peak was full of wind and clouds, especially on the side of the Dingjian Pavilion with towering ancient trees. Landing on the ground, a large group of direct disciples of Zhengyang Mountain seemed to have stepped into an eventful season ahead of time, and their eyes were full of worries.

This time, no one felt that the young sword fairy on Luoba Mountain was talking about a mad idiot talking in his sleep.

Behind Tingjiange, there is a tung tree planted by the founder of Zhengyang Mountain. It has grown unharmed for more than 2000 years, and its trunk reaches into the clouds, so there are especially many fallen leaves today.

On the top of the sword, the Suzerain Bamboo Emperor and the Immortal of the Sword Formation only protected the ancestral tablet, the incense burner, the hanging statues of the ancestors of the ancestors in the ancestor hall, and the rest, carefully crafted seats passed down from generation to generation, each of which is priceless The immortal wood beams and pillars, and the floor tiles, which are made more exquisitely than those in the palace, seem to have become a passing cloud, scattered with the dust.

Only Zhuyu Feng Tianwan and Wu Tijing, the last disciple of the suzerain Zhuhuang, were not present at this outside discussion that violated the ancestral rules and rules. After proposing to remove Yuan Zhenye, he immediately followed up with a sentence, "I, Bamboo Emperor, as the eighth mountain lord of Zhengyang Mountain, the first suzerain after joining the sect, and the triple identity of Yupu Realm Sword Cultivator, agree to this. After that, you just need to nod and shake your head, and no one needs to speak in today's discussion."

After that, Xia Yuancui of Full Moon Peak took the lead in seconding the proposal, and Yan Chu, the leader of the law, hesitated for a long time. He ignored Tao Yanbo's persuasion from Qiuling Mountain, and nodded in agreement. Including Zhifeng Lengqi, they had no choice but to follow these powerful old masters and draw a clear line with the old ape in white.

After Zhuhuang, Xia Yuancui, and Yan Chu all expressed their opinions, more than a dozen priests and guest officials from Zhengyang Mountain nodded their heads one after another. And the fundamentals of the road, who can I ask for compensation?It is only said that the Xuantian Sword Formation, which was manifested by a grain of golden light, was too powerful. Just the reflection of the sword light falling on the mountain made them feel like a light on their backs. Everyone weighed it up. Being cut into the skin of the body by those sword lights will only be like cutting tofu with a knife.

If Zhuhuang didn't mean it that way, and they were willing to win people's hearts earlier, they actually didn't mind adding icing on the cake. The duties of the enshrined and guest ministers were to help the first-line peak sacrifice a few fairy house skills, but since the Zhuhuang always has such an attitude , No one is so stupefied anymore, they won't be impulsive, and they have risked their lives and careers to help Zhengyang Mountain in the snow.

On the contrary, it was the old peaks including Poyun Peak and Pianyue Peak. These peak masters, Sword Immortals, shook their heads and rejected the suggestion of the suzerain Zhuhuang.

One of the old Jindan even directly scolded the suzerain Zhuhuang for his actions. He is a fool who has self-destructed his family fortune, has no conscience, and has no morals at all. When you come up the mountain, instead of taking the lead to fight back with the sword, you would rather be led by the nose and abandon a hard-working mountain guard to enshrine. You Bamboo Emperor is not even worthy of being a sword repairer. How can you be the mountain lord? What needs to be discussed is not whether the name of Yuan Zhenye's genealogy should be written off, but whether you can continue to be the suzerain...

Zhu Huang smiled and said: "I said earlier, you just need to nod and shake your head, you don't need to speak."

As a result, the old Jin Dan was directly detained by the sword formation fairy, stretched out his hand to grab it, and put it in the universe in his sleeve.

Liu Xianyang moved his butt, changed a table, and continued to drink and eat melons.

A woman patriarch turned her head to look at Liu Xianyang, glaring at each other and said: "Liu Xianyang, you and Chen Pingan ask swords as soon as you ask swords, why bother to go to such lengths, act insidiously, hide behind the scenes, summon friends, and think hard We Zhengyang Mountain, if we are really capable, we will learn from the Yellow River in Fengleiyuan, and fight all the way from Bailudu to Jianding, this is what a sword fairy will do!"

Instead of confronting each other, Liu Xianyang pecked at the rice and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, this elderly aunt, you are old, and you are right. If there is a chance next time, I will definitely pull Chen Ping an So ask the sword."

Arguing about this kind of thing, the small town of my hometown hides dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many masters. The younger generation, except for the rich children of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, such as Zhao Yao and Xie Ling, may be a little less capable, and none of the others are young. As far as I can see and hear, all the alleys, beside the Suolongjing, under the old locust tree, between the dragon kiln fields, door to door, wall and partition wall, where is it not a martial arts arena for sharpening your skills.

The woman patriarch wearing a gold silk crown and emerald green robe was really trembling with anger at Liu Xianyang's unscrupulous words.

The old ape in white took a step forward, and said calmly: "There is still half a stick of incense, you continue to chat. I'll go and meet that mud-legged man who is so successful when he succeeds."

Liu Xianyang raised the wine glass with one hand, and gave a thumbs up with the other, "Patriarch Yuan is invincible in a continent. He once changed punches to Song Changjing, kicked Piyun Mountain, and smashed countless ancestral houses. Cao's ancestral house in Niping Lane, Erlang Lane The Yuan family, the Li family in the far west, and the Xie family in Taoye Lane are all invincible, who dares to settle accounts with the old ancestor who moved the mountain? Now that the situation has been broken, it is not easy to deal with Chen Pingan."

The patriarchs of all the peaks in Zhengyang Mountain, and a group of worshipers, were all terrified upon hearing the words.

How many forces did this mountain guard provoke when he traveled to Lizhu Cave?No wonder Cao Jun, who claimed his ancestral home was in Niping Lane, asked about Qiongzhi Peak and Back Sword Peak successively.And Cao Ping, the patrol envoy of Dali?The ancestors of the two surnames, Yuan and Cao, came from the Lizhu Cave, and they complemented each other, helping the Dali Song clan to rise in the north and gain a firm foothold, so that they would not be annexed by the Lu Dynasty. This is a fact known across the continent.

Bamboo Emperor laughed and said, "Liu Jianxian should stop joking."

These few words of Liu Xianyang are of course nonsense, but for anyone who is not suspicious at the moment, saying a few words is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and making the snow worse. Zhengyang Mountain can't stand such a torment.

Behind Yuan Zhenye, the enshrined mountain protector, appeared an old ape figure, stomped his feet heavily, and landed between the sword top and the stop sword pavilion. The surrounding mountains, rivers and air luck will then stabilize the points.

That little bastard from Niping Lane dared to cut open Zushan, and raised a line of peaks with his sword, causing Zushan to be several feet high from the ground.

This supernatural power of stepping on the mountain to take root, trembled so much that many guest ministers were worried, would they follow the bamboo emperor, and bet the wrong bet if they were not careful?At that time, no matter how the Zhuhuang mediates to remedy, at least they will have a real feud with Yuan Zhenye.

The white-clothed old ape put away his facial features behind his back, his body full of aura flowing like a raging river, his sleeves fluttered and fluttered, and he said with a grinning grin: "Shuzi becomes famous, and he dies with his fists!"

Yuan Zhenye rose from the ground, leaped high, the mountain trembled under his feet, his burly figure turned into a white rainbow, turned at a high altitude, straightened a line, and went straight to the mountain gate.

Liu Xianyang stood up, helped his nose, carried a jug of wine, came to the edge of Jianding Cliff, squatted on a white jade railing, and watched the battle while drinking.

A thick and unmatched punch like a flying sword made the sky and the earth bright, and punched a large crater like a lake at the position where the green shirt was standing outside the mountain gate.

On the other side of the Jiange Pavilion, the direct disciples of the various peaks of Zhengyang Mountain were looking forward to it, and they were all dazzled when they saw Yuan Patriarch's punch.

Many of the guests watching the ceremony saw Yuan Zhenye's attack for the first time.

What a mountain guard to enshrine, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved. Yuan Zhenye's punch is powerful and heavy, and it can clearly kill the monk Yuanying.

Maybe those tough and tough warriors in the distant world will be dismembered on the spot after receiving this punch, and their flesh and blood will be smashed to pieces.

But on the waterless "lake" outside the mountain gate, a green shirt remained motionless, suspended in the air, with a smile on his face, holding his back with one hand, and gently waving the other to disperse the surrounding dust.

The old ape in white landed at the entrance of the mountain. He turned his head and glanced at the long sword stuck in the plaque on the archway. After retracting his gaze, he stared at the green-clothed sword fairy who had come to today step by step by luck, and asked: "Do you need to keep your whole body? Otherwise, you Luoposhan bastards will not be able to stop you, and it will be difficult to collect the body afterwards."

Chen Pingan didn't say anything, just hooked his fingers at the old ape in white clothes, then turned his head slightly, put his fingers together, and tapped his neck lightly, signaling Yuan Zhenye to hit here.

Yuan Zhenye squinted his eyes, and there was a thump under his feet, the earth shook dully, and the roots deep in the bottom of the first-line peak showed the aftertaste of shaking, causing the aura of the surrounding world to ripple. The spectators on the mountain watching the mountains and rivers will find that the scrolls of mountains and rivers here are shaking for a while at this moment.The figure of the white-clothed old ape disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, a fist in the green shirt was swept across fiercely, hit the neck, and instantly moved away dozens of feet.

Chen Ping shook his wrist lightly, stopped in an instant, shook his neck, and smiled, as if he was telling you to try it, so don't hold back, why are you being polite to me?

Even if the sword cultivator is blessed, he can sharpen the flying sword and at the same time nourish his soul and body. Refining the sword and tempering the body can get twice the result with half the effort. He also possesses a body comparable to military monks and pure warriors, but even the green-clothed swordsman from Luoluo Mountain and his friend Liu Xianyang are already in the Jade Realm, but a Jade Realm swordsman can really create a small world of human body A body like a city, so indestructible?

Until this moment, those cultivators who knew the identity of "Zheng Qian" believed that she might really be the great disciple of the young mountain lord.

And that white-clothed old ape is indeed a master of the mountain, every time he throws a punch, he doesn't take advantage of the victory to pursue it, and stops when he punches, as if deliberately giving the green-clothed man a rest and a rest.

Although this enshrined guardian of the upper five realms is an undoubted monk, he has always been famous in Aquarius Continent for his fist and kick kung fu.

The old ape in white had a gloomy expression, "You really don't fight back, son of a bitch?!"

The one in the blue shirt who had never carried a sword on his back was silent all the time.

Yuan Zhenye laughed unceasingly, opened a simple boxing frame, bent his knees slightly, and lowered his head slightly, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. With the fist frame together, there is a vision of swallowing the spiritual energy of the world. The spiritual energy and pure true energy that should be naturally conflicting Not only that, after the fist frame is opened wide, the fists behind him are like the monks in the mountains, congealing into mountains, and the fists under their feet are like rivers flowing like rivers. The steps and steps of the real person of that door have the same effect, laying out a fairy family pattern full of Taoism, and finally the white-clothed old ape stepped on a brand-new picture of the five mountains in Aquarius Island. , like the ancient immortals carrying huge mountains and stepping on rivers.

Quenching and moving mountains is a supernatural power, and melting and casting boxing means mountains and rivers.

Chen Ping glanced at the half-truth picture. It seems that this mountain guard has not been idle these years, and he has figured out some new tricks.

There was a spectator on Qingwu Peak, who was full of admiration, "Such a boxing technique can be said to reach the pinnacle, beyond the capabilities of a martial artist."

Pei Qian squinted at the person, and almost couldn't help it. He held down the other's dog's head like he was dealing with Zuo Dharma in Qilong Lane, and let him stare at him. When her master makes a move, what is a real boxing technique?

Everyone saw the burly old ape punching the young sword fairy with an aura of opening up the world.

In an instant, the old ape in white stood at the original position of the green shirt.

And the young mountain master still didn't fight back, letting that punch hit his forehead.

Is it because the old ape is doomed to avoid it with this punch?

From the first-line peak "on the lake" to the green full moon peak, a long blue line stretched out in an instant.

Almost everyone's eyes were subconsciously looking at Manyue Peak, who was wearing a green shirt and standing in the air, but behind this person, the entire foot of Manyue Peak was blown by strong winds and swept across the mountain, countless immortal trees were all broken, and some of them were affected by the fish in the pond. The Immortal Family's mansion, like a stick of paper, was shredded by that fist.

Just talking about the slippery route of the Qingshan Sword Immortal, on the ground between the two peaks, a gully several feet deep was cut.

The white-clothed old ape followed him like a shadow, and punched again, the fist was shining brightly, the white light was dazzling, as big as the mouth of a well, and it hit straight.

With one punch, the green shirt that was originally backed by the green mountain was completely pierced through the entire Manyue Peak!

Yuan Zhenye followed the chiseled "mountain gate road", slightly stretching out his vigorous and overbearing fist, countless rocks collapsed on the road, and stepped on more cliffs with his last foot, making a back mountain list of Manyue Peak A large piece of Shuya Carved collapsed, and the burly figure turned into a rainbow and went away. He raised his fist and beat the little bitch who really made up his mind not to fight back. That summer lake.

Wearing a green shirt, who received a heavy blow, he retreated extremely quickly, but when he was close to the water, his figure suddenly hovered, and his toes lightly touched the lake, splashing a circle of spreading ripples.

The green shirt flutters, and the immortal stands in the water.

However, the entire lake under his feet exploded on the spot, the boiling water billowed, set off huge waves, and the water mist rose. Many monks who were watching the battle from a distance in the nearby water pavilion attic were devastated.

Seeing this thrilling scene, Xia Yuancui's eyelids trembled.You two are idiots, fight as soon as you fight, change places to fight, don't ruin the geomantic omen of my hilltop!

The white-clothed old ape hit his head with a punch.

I heard that your kid likes praying to gods and worshiping Buddha since he was a child, so obediently give up your life to become a water descendant!

Chen Ping just stretched out his palm to block the punch casually.

A green-clothed sword fairy and a white-clothed old ape, on the way of falling, the summer lake was completely empty, they landed on the shore and rushed in all directions, and went down the mountain along the Manyue Peak.

The mountaineering path of Manyue Peak is like a stream with steps as the river bed, rushing to the foot of the mountain with a clattering sound.

The descendants of this peak near the summer lake, and the monks watching the ceremony were in a hurry, so they had to rely on their own means to resist the overwhelming waves that smashed the shore and surged into the sky. The sun was so unstoppable that many monks' magic spells were smashed to pieces, and their natal objects were also beaten to pieces like duckweed.

Immortals fight, common people suffer.Under the mountain, all the Qi trainers who are not earth immortals are different from the ordinary masters in the market below the mountain?

Everyone was horrified. The ancestor who moved the mountain had only served as the guardian of Zhengyang Mountain for thousands of years, so the years of living on the mountain and practicing Taoism would only be longer. It makes sense, but the young Sword Immortal of Lost Mountain who was born out of nowhere was about the same age as Liu Xianyang, where did he get his cultivation background?

The ten young people and candidates selected by Aquarius Continent, Ma Kuxuan's cultivation foundation and talent in Zhenwu Mountain, Jiang Yun's and Liu Baqiao's mentorship, Xie Ling's family background and fate, no matter how they rise, there are traces to follow .

Not only was the lake completely emptied of summer heat, but even the mud at the bottom of the lake was dispersed, and the bluestones at the root of the Moon Peak were exposed underwater.

The truth came out, but that's all.To create such a scene, it is nothing more than a punch from the white ape, and a punch from the green shirt.

Chen Pingan stood on the bluestone with a little bit of moisture, and the bluestone under his feet cracked continuously, and there was a spider web on the bottom of the summer lake. Chen Pingan raised his hand, performed the water method, and skimmed water to re-enter the lake.

The old ape in white was standing on the shore, his expression normal.

After a few punches, a mouthful of pure qi pierced through mountains and rivers, and it was still not exhausted.

Xia Yuancui spoke from his heart to the nephews and nephews around him: "Nephew Tao, my Manyue Peak is just a few broken stones, but your Qiuling Mountain is a good summer lake. It is not easy to repair it after suffering from this storm."

Yan Chu said: "Yanbo, half a stick of incense has passed and half has passed, haven't you made a decision yet? Actually, let me tell you, anyway, the overall situation is settled. No matter whether Qiu Lingshan nods or shakes his head, it won't change anything."

The implication of this old patriarch who is in charge of law is naturally good intentions, reminding this God of Wealth, who is of the same generation, to at least keep a heroic spirit for Qiuling Mountain, and it will be better to spread the word. It means that Qiu Ling Mountain is not the same, with a majestic character, and has the opportunity to impress all outsiders who stayed at the peaks to watch the ceremony.

For Yan Chu, Tao Yanbo's Qiuling Mountain is better to swell his face to the end, and manage all the money and money in Zhengyang Mountain. He actually has more real power than the patriarch of law who was born in Shuilong Peak.If Shuilong Peak and Qiuling Mountain, can they switch positions from now on?

Bamboo Emperor's expression was displeased, and he said in a deep voice: "This is the end of the matter, so don't make separate calculations."

The so-called one stick of incense asked the sword before.

That Chen Ping'an was talking nonsense, but it was the approximate time limit for the sword-top immortal next to Zhuhuang to maintain his current state.

Could this guy be the roundworm in Zhengyang Mountain's stomach, why is he so clear about everything?

Therefore, what Zhu Huang was really afraid of in his heart was not some sword fairy, not some mountain lord, but this thought of hiding needles everywhere.

In the summer lake, after being skimmed into the lake by Chen Ping'an, the water level is shallow and crystal clear.

Chen Pingan finally spoke, and asked with a smile: "Back then, I was tied up in a small town. It's understandable. Why are you still talking like a bitch in your own place? Are you afraid you'll kill me?"

Because Yuan Zhenye is still a Qi practitioner after all, so in Lizhu Cave in the past, the higher the realm, the more oppression, and he was overwhelmed by the Dao everywhere, and even every breath would involve a small cave. If one is not careful, Yuan Zhenye will wear down a lot of Taoism, and finally delay the matter of breaking through.With Yuan Zhenye's status, he naturally knows that the ten thousand-year-old dragon in Huang Tingguo's territory, even the dragon descendant who devotes himself to cultivating Taoism in the Fengshui Cave of the Qiantang River in the southeast boundary, has the same chance to become the first in Aquarius Island. The spirits of the mountains and lakes in the Jade Pu Realm.

It is estimated that this mountain guard was enshrined. At that time, he had already regarded the upper five realms as something in his pocket, and made up his mind to fight for "No. Over there, I met Song Changjing, the vassal king in the white dragon fish suit. His hands were itchy for a while, so he couldn't help exchanging punches with the opponent, thinking about using fists and feet to help sharpen his own Taoism, so as to make great progress.

Yuan Zhenying grinned and said, "I've seen someone who wants to die, but I've never seen someone who wants to die like you. Grandpa Yuan will satisfy you today!"

The old man's face of the white-clothed old ape showed a bit of an ape's real body, and the hair on the head and face instantly swelled, like countless silver threads flying.

The old ape's body was long, and he kicked the green shirt in the ribs with one leg, kicked him out of Qiuling Mountain, and flew towards a nearby Qiongzhi Peak.

With a single kick, the air mechanism was chaotic like a thunderbolt and shattered into a small piece of ground. The entire Qiuling Mountain spread out in bursts, like rows of cavalry crossing the border. Wherever they passed, the mountains and rocks crumbled, the vegetation shattered, and the mansion exploded. Even the clouds beyond Qiuling Mountain tilted, as if being dragged towards Qiongzhi Peak.

From the beginning to the end, the green-clothed sword fairy, who kept his promise and never fought back, stepped on the ridge of a fairy mansion, the branch of an ancient tree, and the top of a green bamboo with his toes, and then stopped.

The second-in-command Luoba Shanmi, who was in charge of guarding Qiongzhi Peak, hastily put away the Xiaguang sword energy that filled the sky.

The white-clothed old ape crashed into the bamboo forest, causing countless emerald green colors to bloom in Qiongzhifeng Mountain instantly, and hundreds of thousands of green bamboo poles broke through the ground and flew indiscriminately.

It's just that Yuan Zhenye punched extremely fast this time, and there were very few people who could see it clearly.More people can only vaguely see the figure of the white rainbow, which is unstoppable among the clumps of emerald green, tearing the world with fists, and the green shirt is even less visible.

The next moment, a cyan drawing arc swept out of Qiongzhi Peak. The extremely long arc just bypassed a cloud-pushing peak, and then passed a small hill of a vassal. Sweeping away, the entire section of the blue mountain was directly interrupted. The mountain was like a flying sword, and it slammed into the green shirt. The cyan figure took advantage of the momentum and flew towards Yujiao Peak more than ten miles away at a faster speed. The old ape Faxiang followed with strides, leaning on the top of Yujiao Peak with one shoulder, and hit the top of Yifeng Mountain to crack again, shooting towards Chen Pingan.

At the same time, the old ape Faxiang poked his foot on the ground, sank deep into the ground, gave a soft drink, and then raised his toe, trampling the top of a small mountain on the ground, breaking the root of the mountain, and lifted the whole thing into the air. Hit the green-clothed sword fairy.

The ferocious mountain-moving old ape uprooted two small mountain peaks belonging to the vassal state, held one in each hand, and smashed it at the little bastard who didn't know how to live or die.

The majestic figure of the old ape stepped across the mountains and rivers in one step, stepped on the top of a broken mountain in a small southern country in the past, and looked ahead.

Chen Ping put his fingers together and made a sword cut, split the top of Yujiao Peak in the middle, waved his sleeve with his left hand, smashed the top of the mountain back to its original position, and tapped twice with his fingers, he directly smashed the two vassal hills. fixed in the air.

A green shirt slowly fell on the top of Qingwu Peak.

Pei Qian quickly landed and stood beside the master, otherwise it would be outrageous.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "It's okay, the old bastard didn't have enough to eat today, his fists were soft, and he opened up a little distance, throwing the catkins indiscriminately, and the catkins are even more swaying, far less powerful than our millet throwing melon seeds."

The little girl in black smiled happily

Not from ear to ear, with trekking sticks in his arms, he quickly raised his hands to cover his mouth, with light eyebrows and narrowed eyes, he was very happy.

How can she be so powerful, so what? Don't believe the nonsense of the good man Shanzhu, but if you really want to believe it, I will try to make you not believe it.

Cui Dongshan said with a grin: "You don't need to take action today, the right protector has already spread his reputation far and wide."

Xiao Mi Li laughed and said, "False names are all false names."

Chen Pingan said to Pei Qian from the bottom of his heart: "Keep an eye on Yixianfeng, whoever dares to stand up, you will call back."

Pei Qian nodded, "Understood."

Chen Ping lightly stepped on the ground, and his figure left the Qingwu Peak in an instant, without making a sound. Compared with the veritable strength of the old ape in white, he really had no momentum to speak of.

Dressed in a green shirt, he swept across the two hills that seemed to have been subjected to a body-holding technique, and dragged the mountains, facing the old ape who was stepping on the mountains.

The remaining half stick of incense is coming to an end.

Chen Ping said with a smile in his heart: "Don't worry, at the Yixian Peak, at least Tao Zi will definitely make a move. I remember the first time I saw her on the side of Fulu Street, I knew she was a very smart person since she was a child, but Mr. Yuan Grandfather, if you run across the mountains and rivers in such an invincible posture again, how can she fight for you? Three punches, the last three punches, Grandfather Yuan weighed it carefully, whether to continue to let the layman watch the fun, or let the experts watch the way, I am free. "

After speaking, he dragged the two mountains and threw them to two places respectively, serving as the top of the mountain belonging to the Poyun Peak and the top of the Yujiao Peak.

The old ape in white clothes suddenly put away his amulet and stood on the top of the mountain. The old ape took a deep breath, just such an ordinary breathing, there was a strong mountain wind blowing between the several peaks, the wind was blowing, and the wind was blowing. , Destroying cliffs and breaking trees, Yuan Zhenye standing on the top of the mountain, looking around, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers crawling under his feet, in his field of vision, only the green shirt, which is extremely obstructive to the eyes.

As the bitch from Mud Ping Lane said, he could still throw three punches.

Yuan Zhenye's whole body is a blend of Taoism, boxing and mind, as if practicing Taoism for thousands of years is the sky, and the boxing mind accumulated and polished for thousands of years is the ground, using the small world of the human body as a bridge of longevity, combining the two into one, and finally reaching the mysterious state of heaven and earth .

At the highest point in his life, the first punch he delivered was a life-changing injury, which was equivalent to a punch at the pinnacle of Wufu boxing.

Little mud legs should spend their whole lives crawling and rolling in the mud.If you get power by chance, but you don’t know how to cherish it, you don’t know how to obediently hide and enjoy the blessings, and you dare to come to Zhengyang Mountain to show off, then you will be smashed into pieces with one punch, and you will all fall to the world. The female cultivator of Full Moon Peak in the square of Fenglei Garden had an even worse fate.

If there is an accident, there will be a second punch to treat guests, which is equivalent to a full blow from a sword cultivator in the fairyland.

The last punch, what sword fairy, what mountain master, die!

On the other side of Yixian Peak, Tao Yanbo's face was full of exhaustion. There were nearly half a hundred sword celestial beings from all peaks, including guest ministers, and only a handful of seven or eight Zhengyang Mountain sword cultivators shook his head.

In addition, they all nodded, agreeing to Zhuhuang's proposal.

According to the rules of the Patriarch Hall, in fact, from this moment on, Yuan Zhenye is no longer the guardian of Zhengyang Mountain.

Zhu Huang said: "Yuan Zhenye, stop. Although you are no longer the genealogical master of Zhengyang Mountain, I am willing to intercede with Luopo Mountain. No matter what price we pay at Zhengyang Mountain, I can guarantee that you will be alive today." After leaving the boundary of Zhengyang Mountain, I invite you to leave Aquarius Continent."

At the same time, Zhuhuang said to the green-clothed sword fairy with his heartfelt voice: "Master Chen Shan, as long as Yuan Zhenye goes out to sea in the future and tries to travel to other continents, I will personally take Xia Yuancui and Yan Chu to cooperate with you Luopo Mountain and kill this hunt!"

Chen Ping pretended not to hear anything, just smiled and rolled his eyes, and didn't refuse or agree.

Yuan Zhenye was equally indifferent, the old ape in white turned his head and glanced at Jianding, the old ape's face showed no expression.

It may be that grief is greater than death, or it may be that the ancestor who moved mountains with the luck of a continent, is actually confident and has a back hand to reverse the situation.

What the old ape in white saw with his eyes, and what he thought in his heart, was that the ancient tung tree in the mountain this year had fallen leaves before it even entered autumn.

In the past years, the flowers bloomed and fell, the leaves were green and yellow, and no one disturbed them, only the rustling sound of the broom scratching the ground.

Yuan Zhenye stomped on the top of the entire mountain with one foot, and with a mighty force, he charged at the green shirt hanging on the high place.

With a perfect fist, it seems to be higher than the mountains.

After the punch was delivered, it burst like a thunder pool and then shot.

Almost everyone looked up subconsciously, only to see that the man in the green shirt disappeared instantly without a trace after being punched.

Yuan Zhenye, who was the one throwing the fist, slipped back ten feet, his sleeves were shattered, his two muscular arms became a bloody mess, his muscles and bones were exposed, it was shocking, and then the old ape in white suddenly climbed up, angry With a drink, he threw a second punch at the sky curtain.

In the sky of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, there are only thunder bursts, continuous, and no green shirts are seen.

The thunder exploded, as if it was very close to the ear, and many monks who were not in the realm had to cover their ears, and tried their best to circulate the spiritual energy in their bodies to protect their hearts.

The Earth Immortal cultivators who stayed at Zhufeng to watch the ceremony cast their magical powers one after another to help the cultivators around them who were in great pain, breaking up the ripples of Daoist boxing that rained down like rain.

Yuan Zhenye put his hands behind his back, his fists melted away, his eardrums were broken, his hair was disheveled, and his temples were white and silky, stained by the blood flowing from his ear holes, and stuck together.

On the other side of the Jiange at Yixian Peak, there was a young woman named Jianxiu who said coquettishly, "Grandpa Yuan, I'll help you!"

There was a beautiful woman in purple, who seemed to put her life and death at risk, but she was alone, and wanted to go to the sky with her sword.

It's just that she was just a few feet away from the ground with the sword, when a young woman with a bun tied her hair pierced through the air, reached out and grabbed her neck, pulled her from the long sword, and threw her back On the square of Dingjiange Pavilion, Tao Zi fell down in a mess, and Tao Zi, who was in a state of embarrassment, was about to put his sword back into its sheath, but the female martial artist reached out to hold the sword edge, twisted it lightly, and the long sword that had been broken in two was handed over. Nailed into the ground beside Tao Zi.

This time, the monks who watched the ceremony learned to be smart. Instead of picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons, they glanced at the movement at the Tingjiange, and then continued to look at the high place together with the old ape in white.

The man took two punches and still didn't fight back.

None of this is dead?

The answer is obvious. Not only did the guy not die, but he was safe and sound.

At the sky, wearing a green shirt, it seems to be strolling down the stairs.

I saw the man in the green shirt stop, lift up his shoes, put them down lightly, and then twirl his toes, as if to say, trampling you Yuan Zhenye to death is like crushing an ant to death.

Yuan Zhenye's eyes widened, only his fists clenched tightly, and he raised his head and shouted angrily: "Who the hell are you?!"

It absolutely does not believe that this green-clothed man who descended from the sky is the mud-legged bastard who could only shake his head!

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "Aren't the kiln workers in Niping Lane back then and the current owner of Luopo Mountain both named Chen Ping'an, or who else could it be?"

Chen Pingan raised his hands, and in the palms of his palms, a round of sun and a moon appeared respectively.

The sun is shining brightly, and the moon is bright and shining.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the sun falls and the moon rises, and the cycle returns again and again, forming a golden circle with austere treasures, just like a road track of gods parading the world.

Chen Ping twisted his wrist again, and it was the natal star belonging to the five elements, which manifested and was born with colorful colors, just slowly rotating around the sun and the moon.

The sun, the moon, and the stars, if ordered, surround one person.The sun and the moon hang together, the Milky Way hangs in the sky, follow the rules, and hang in the sky.

After this, there are pictures of mountains and rivers, Aquarius Island, Tongye Island, and Beiju Luzhou, looming, or painted or line drawn, and the landscape gods who are the finishing touches, passing by in a flash in the scroll, among them There is still an upside-down mountain that has traveled far into the Qingming world.

In a blink of an eye, a green shirt stood in the middle, and God was in the sky.

Rao even Jiang Shangzhen was a little shocked, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Cui, what kind of swordsmanship is this?!"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Of course it is swordsmanship, but it can be regarded as the first boxing method created by Mr. Boxing and swords, no need to separate. Pure martial arts, for thousands of years, the world has been full of energy, this is the pinnacle."

Cui Dongshan waved his snow-white sleeves, "It's my husband, it's not worth making a fuss about."

Otherwise, how could sir get closer to martial arts with that Cao Ci?

It relies on the level of ten-level aura that has never been seen before or since.

Pei Qian was in high spirits, look, he was really smart, his master could teach boxing, but as for teaching boxing, it was absolutely not acceptable.

Under the guise of Shi Rou's skin, the Huawai Tianmo couldn't help it, the old tricks were repeated, and he raised his arms and shouted, the ancestor of the hidden official is world-class in martial arts, invincible in swordsmanship, f**k Bai Yujing is really invincible, Dao's second child will be your millennium ten thousand second year...

However, this white-haired boy possessed by Shi Rou finally remembered to use his spells to isolate the world and prevent his words from leaking out. There was a fly in the ointment, and he always felt that he was not enjoying himself enough.

Credit Moon looked at the bright moon for a while, held her breath and looked at it carefully, and finally sighed, even though that guy returned half of the Moon Soul Essence at the blacksmith's shop after returning home, probably for Liu Xianyang's sake , But this young hermit official has a dark heart and hands, what kind of brains does a scholar have, and what he looks like after learning.Could it be that he had to go to school to study for a few days when he returned to the small town?

Credit Moon asked: "Can this old ape run away?"

Ning Yao shook his head and said, "No, both body and mind are dead."

On the other side of the ferry, Yu Huiting only felt terrified, and murmured: "No wonder you can become a hidden official in the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Wei Jin said: "Yuan Zhenye is going to use his trump card."

Yu Huiting asked curiously: "Uncle Wei, what do you say?"

Wei Jin kept silent, wouldn't he think about it?Even if you can't think of the truth, you just have to wait for a while, and you will know the answer naturally. What is the point of asking?

Yu Huiting mistakenly thought that Uncle Wei was thinking about something, and asked: "Uncle Wei, could it be that the mountain guard enshrines that the next punch will be more fierce and domineering, thinking of changing his life?"

Wei Jin didn't even bother to turn his head to look at her, so it was rare for him to put on airs of the elders of the teacher's school, and said indifferently: "I heard that you have experienced well at the foot of the mountain, and you have a good reputation among the Dali frontier army. Don't be complacent, guard against arrogance and rashness, in the future Back to Fengxue Temple, put more effort into cultivating the mind."

What he meant was actually to remind her that she needs to use her brain more to cultivate in the mountains.

Yu Huiting didn't think too much about it, she just thought that she was the most unkind Uncle Wei in Shenxiantai, caring for others for the first time, and she suddenly smiled like a flower.

Wei Jin knew that what he said was in vain.

Yuan Zhen stepped on the void, and once again appeared the huge real body of the man who moved the mountain, with a pair of pale golden eyes, fixedly staring at the former ant on the high place.

There are long rivers of tempered Qi luck on it, flowing in the muscles and blood vessels that serve as the river bed. This is the first mountain monster in Yizhou who ranks among the upper five realms, and received the protection of the Dao.

Chen Pingan also has golden eyes, but they are far richer and more refined than Yuan Zhenye. He sneered and said, "Why, do you have to say that I am Zhu Yan, so that you can recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors?"

Yuan Zhenye said sternly: "The bastard continues to laugh. After one punch, both jade and stone will be destroyed! Remember to find a good place to reincarnate in the next life..."

Chen Ping hooked his fingers, come, please kill me.

Half a stick of incense has passed, and I can give you another chance to punch.

Cui Dongshan endured it, but he still couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing.

Jiang Shangzhen also had no choice but to find anyone to compete in the consumption of luck and the suppression of the Dao, not our young mountain master who was targeted by the two worlds of Haoran and Wilderness.

As for the bastard words of the ancestor who moved the mountain, there is no need to worry about it, anyway, it will shut up soon.

Jiang Shang asked sincerely: "The victory of the two worlds is clearly still there. Why doesn't it seem so obvious? Have you found some kind of solution?"

Cui Dongshan revealed the secret, "Mr. just really wanted to understand a Buddhist saying that if you want to save all living beings, you are actually saving all living beings. That's why you can take advantage of the situation and enter a certain realm. .Mr. has this heart first, and then has this environment.”

Jiang Shangzhen nodded and said, "Awesome."

However, Jiang Shangzhen knew very well that Cui Dongshan was only talking lightly, but Chen Pingan's actual practice was definitely a physical and mental torment.

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense."

On the top of the sword, Liu Xianyang shook the empty wine jug in his hand, and casually threw it out of the white jade railing.He clasped the back of his head with both hands, all the grudges in the past are gone.

Outside the Bamboo Tower in Luoba Mountain, there is no longer the beauty of Zhengyang Mountain, but it doesn't matter, there is still Chief Zhou's means.

Including Cao Qinglang, everyone has a handful of melon seeds, which are all left by Xiaomi Mili before going down the mountain. Please ask sister Nuanshu to help pass them on. Everyone has a share.

Wei Bo left Piyun Mountain, and quietly appeared here, and the hidden Nascent Soul Sword Xiu Cui Wei also appeared, and greeted softly: "Wei Shanjun."

Wei Bo smiled and nodded, "Thanks for your hard work."

Cui Wei was speechless for a while.

I am a named enshrined in the Patriarch Hall of Jise Peak, staring at my own mountain, what a hard work.

Wei Bo also seemed to feel that there was something wrong with what he said, and laughed at himself: "This habit needs to be changed."

Before visiting Hongzhu Town, where the three rivers border, Li Jin, the water god, would jokingly say that he is the tiger of Aquarius Island and the mountain god of Jise Peak in the book shop there.

Wei Bo thinks it makes sense, Li Shuishen's words are very funny.Who is the official boss and who is the subordinate?So I took dozens of books from the bookstore for nothing.

On the table, the incense burner of the Town God's Temple in Zhou, who happened to come to Luoba Mountain today, was diligent and diligent, and was responsible for helping to gather the melon seed shells and pile them up into mountains.

Seeing that Wei Shanjun, without Chen Lingjun covering him, the little guy who helped Wei Shanjun make that nickname famous all over the world, quickly squatted behind the "small mountain", as long as I couldn't see Wei Yeyou, Wei Yeyou couldn't see me .

Zhengyang Mountain is a private mountain and river with a radius of thousands of miles. When Yuan Zhenye shows his real body, even the common people in the market can see the huge figure of the mountain guard when they look up.

As for those cultivators watching the ceremony, I really couldn't figure out how the green-clothed sword fairy from Luoba Mountain was able to endure punch after punch under the hands of this old ape.

The old patriarch Xia Yuancui suddenly said in his heart: "Nephew, your choice seems ruthless, but it is actually wise. If I were to make the decision, I might not be as decisive as you."

In any case, without Qiu Lingshan to fight for the matter of the next sect's suzerain, Man Yuefeng's direct-inherited sword cultivator has a greater hope of taking on this burden.

Yan Chu nodded and said, "The two evils are the lesser of the two evils. Looking back, the suzerain's move was not messy at all, which is really admirable."

Only Tao Yanbo was speechless, from now on, how should his Qiuling Mountain deal with himself?Among the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain where people's heart is broken, is there still a place for the sword cultivators of Qiuling Mountain?

Yuan Zhenye, who was no longer some kind of mountain guardian, used his real body as a white ape, and delivered a punch with the highest level of Taoism and the most peak fisting intent to the high place above his head.

Before the old ape punched, he laughed loudly, "Death is death, don't let the old man beg for mercy with a bastard like you."

As for the outcome, how could Yuan Zhenye, who kept punching for half a stick of incense, take it seriously that he didn't know.

When Yuan Zhenye threw out that punch, a circle of golden ripples appeared in the sky, spreading rapidly in all directions, and the entire boundary of Zhengyang Mountain seemed to be swept by a layer of magnificent golden waves slowly.

The arm that the old ape punched was like a mountain avalanche, all of which collapsed, and the heavy rain splashed majesticly and wantonly.

The old ape was in the air, still maintaining that indomitable posture of throwing fists, but the small world for several miles around the green shirt was still full of sun, moon and stars, orderly, and the avenue circulated endlessly.

The old ape who had lost one arm, with his shoulders tilted slightly, just touched the edge of the small world. Where the avenues collide, the stars are splashing, the sky is full of fire and rain, and it is extremely gorgeous.

Chen Pingan said: "Then replace me."

The vision of heaven and earth suddenly subsided, martial arts of the ten realms, returning to the first level, boxing is swordsmanship, just like a swordsmanship from ten thousand years ago fell to the world.

A huge vortex appeared in the sky, and there was a golden sword light that seemed to have traveled in the long river of time for thousands of years. The land of Yangshan, with its head on the ground, just hit the mountain with the sword on the back of the fairy.

The sword light fell straight down and lasted for a long time, like a golden long sword that connects the sky and the earth invisibly. After piercing the old ape's head, it stabs obliquely into the ground.

Yuan Zhenying prostrated on the ground, roaring endlessly, propping his hands on the ground, trying to lift his head up, struggling to get up, and then the green shirt stood straight on top of its head, causing Yuan Zhenying's door to hang down instantly, unable to Do not cling to the back sword peak.

Chen Pingan raised his arm high, and there were five thunder clusters in the palm of his hand, like a catastrophe condensed, he pressed down quickly and hit Yuan Zhenying's neck.

With the left hand stretching out the arm, the long sword on the archway of the mountain gate on the first line of peaks is swimming at night. Swipe across.

In the end, he cut off a huge head of Yuan Zhenye and let it roll down the mountain.

From one sleeve, talismans flew out continuously, like a long river, smashing Yuan Zhenye's headless body to pieces.

The head was at the foot of the mountain, and his eyes were still fixed on the green shirt on the top of the mountain. His eyes were gradually fading, and he didn't know whether he was dying or he still had a wish, so he refused to close it no matter what.

Chen Pingan nodded towards it.

For some reason, Yuan Zhenye seemed to understand the meaning of the young man from Niping Lane. He nodded slightly, and finally closed his eyes. He made the same choice as Situ Wenying, the ghost nun on Full Moon Peak. Dao Yun and the only remaining luck are left behind and given to this Zhengyang Mountain.

The old ape who could have chosen to blow up the golden elixir and the nascent soul before, had only one thought at the end of his life, as if talking to the person on the top of the mountain, I beg you, don't kill Tao Zi!

And that green shirt, like a prophet, nodded at that time, saying, I am not you.

Yuan Zhenye's soul dissipated, and he could vaguely see an old man in white clothes with a hunched figure, standing beside his head at the foot of the mountain. The last words he said in this life were to look up at the young man and ask in his heart, "Kill me!" The person, who is it?"

Chen Pingan didn't answer, but just waved his sleeves to disperse his soul.

Go back to the sheath at night and carry it behind your back.

He raised his foot and stomped on the ground, causing the entire mountain to split into fours and fives.

There are no more immortals carrying sword peaks in the world, only Qingshan carrying swords away from tourists.

When traveling on the great road, visitors at night holding candles are not afraid of encountering ghosts, and people who are afraid of ghosts are right.

Except for the people watching the ceremony at Luobashan.

All the sword immortals and disciples of Zhengyang Mountain, as well as all the guests staying in the old and new peaks, felt a strange sense of suffocation at this moment.

It was as if there was a green-clothed sword fairy from Luoba Mountain standing next to everyone at the moment.

Wearing that blue shirt, Yu Feng came to the sword top where he had lost a ancestral hall.

As the master of the Zhengyang Mountain sect, Zhuhuang immediately cupped his fists and saluted: "Zhengyang Mountain Bamboo Emperor, pay homage to Chen Shanzhu."

Liu Xianyang rolled his eyes and looked at Chen Pingan, Liu Xianyang took the lead to leave against the wind, looked around, saw the round-faced girl standing among the reeds, and immediately rushed to Bailudu.

Chen Ping looked around, didn't say much, and left with Liu Xianyang in the wind, turning his head and smiling brightly at Bai Ludu, and then came to the boy in white and the girl in black, rubbed the head of Mi Li, and laughed softly Said: "Go home."