One sword cuts through the nine heavens

Ying Yang raised his head slightly and saw a red rainbow falling in front of him like a heavenly gentleman hanging upside down.

He couldn't help but smile slightly and shouted: "Senior Brother Bai Sheng, are you okay?"

The person flying with the sword is Wang Chong!

Wang Chong smiled slightly and said: "I want to go to the west to help senior brother Ouyang Tu. I came here to see him before leaving."

Ying Yang was slightly envious and said, "I have never left Dongtu."

Wang Chong laughed and said, "It's better to go with my brother."

Ying Yang was overjoyed and shouted: "I would like to have a tail!"

Wang Chong waved, and Ying Yang's sword broke through the air and flew to his side. The two of them were ten miles away with their swords flashing like rainbows.

Ying Yang asked curiously: "Senior Brother Bai, why aren't you going to the west?"

Wang Chong said with a smile: "Back then, I left a flying sword in Kunxu Mountain and asked them to help me refine it one more time. Not long ago, Kunxu Mountain sent someone to tell me that the sacrifice has been fully heated, so I can Get this sword back."

Ying Yang was very envious. Wang Chong had three Bingling swords, which were known all over the world. When fighting swords, few people could defeat him. Now that he has a flying sword, wouldn't his swordsmanship be even better?

Seeing his expression, Wang Chong smiled and said: "The number of flying swords doesn't matter! Senior Brother Ouyang Tu only has one flying sword, and I can't fight him. Your swordsmanship is already one of the best in Emei, but your temper is too stable. If you don't kill enough, let me show you some tricks on the way here."

Before Ying Yang could think about it, he heard Wang Chong shout: "Go!"

He hurriedly urged the sword, but was a step too late. Before Bingchanyi could take action, a Bingling Sword was already placed on his neck.

Wang Chong took back the flying sword with a smile and said: "Junior brother Ying Yang! Don't be discouraged and come again."

Ying Yang nodded repeatedly and pressed his sword attentively.

Wang Chong's momentum was activated, and his sword was like a rainbow.

Just when Ying Yang was captured by Wang Chong's momentum and concentrated, he was hit in the back of his mind. Fortunately, Wang Chong used the sword spine, otherwise this one of the four great disciples of Emei would be Ying Zhenjun three hundred years later. , it means "the head is split in two, and the red and white are mixed."

Ying Yang was very ashamed, and Wang Chong said: "Come again."

The two of them rushed with their swords and competed with each other. By the time they arrived outside Kunxu Mountain, Ying Yang had lost 3,120 games in a row. At most, he could only survive five moves.

Wang Chong smiled and showed his indescribable patience. Ying Yang was extremely grateful. When he was in Mount Emei, where could anyone be so patient in teaching him his swordsmanship?

The only way to perform Dzi beads is to send out a cool feeling, accompanied by a crisp "bah"!

Wang Chong looked at Kunxu Mountain and explained the swordsmanship to Ying Yang with a smile, but privately asked Yan Dzi Zhu: "Does he still look like my lifelong enemy now?"

Playing Dzi beads sends out a chill: Bah, bah, bah, bah...

One hundred and thirty times in a row, Wang Chong's forehead was numb from the cold, and then he slowly sent out a chill: Are you so happy to bully the future Tribulation Immortal?

Wang Chong replied firmly: "Happy!"

Wang Chong then added: "The happiest thing is not that I bully him, but that no matter how I bully him, Junior Brother Ying Yang will always think that Senior Brother Bai Sheng is really good."

The dzi bead sent out a chill: bah bah bah bah bah... bah bah bah bah bah...

Thirty times in a row, Wang Chong's forehead went numb from the cold.

The little thief demon was in a happy mood and did not care about the Dzi Bead. He cheered and shouted: "Are the elders of Kunxu Mountain here?"

The sound rolled like thunder for thousands of miles and spread throughout less than half of Jiulao Peak.

Wang Chong originally thought that he would have to wait for a while, but just in an instant, a ray of light flew up. It was Cang Jiuzi, the head of the nine elders of Kunxu Mountain, an old acquaintance.

When the great elder of Kunxu Mountain saw Wang Chong, he hurriedly handed over a flying sword and shouted: "This flying sword has been refined once, and the form and quality have been refined once. Please accept it, fellow Taoist Bai."

Wang Chong said with a smile: "I wonder if it takes a hundred years to be refined? How come it only took more than twenty years to complete it? But you must cut corners."

Cang Jiuzi looked embarrassed and hurriedly explained: "We, the nine elders, took action together, so we speeded up and didn't cut corners."

Ever since the three great masters of the Southern Emei Sect went to the southern land and caused the Taiyi Sect to turn upside down, Kunxu Mountain was in trouble.

It's just a matter of paying back Xuan Ye, after all, he wants to save face, and Ouyang Tu is just a murderer, no one is offended, but he won't kill people randomly.

Not even an inch of grass produces a small thunderbolt...

Unlike those two, this guy is too scary.

Ever since Wang Chong dug up the ground in Xiaoyang Palace, stole all the cars of Taoist Sage Haihui, his own daughter, and even the bedding rolls of Yumingshan, the Taoist Sage Shansheng, he also gave away the Mingshan Sect with his own hands. Sweep away everything...

It is said that if Xuande hadn't insisted on persuading the two families to stop, this little thief would have been concerned about the family backgrounds of the other two Taoist saints of Taiyi Sect, and went around for a few times, but failed to succeed.

How could Kunxu Mountain be offended by such a cruel and domineering person who loves digging roots?

Therefore, the mountain master sent a message and asked the nine elders to join forces to quickly refine the Luo Yan Sword and return it to this person as soon as possible. Don't let the night be long and dreamy, get entangled by this guy, and ruin the family.

The wealth of Kunxu Mountain is far inferior to Taiyi Sect, and may not even be as good as Xiaoyang Palace. How can it be remembered by such a vicious thief?

Cang Jiuzi and the other eight elders worked really hard day and night, even if they sacrificed magic weapons for themselves, they didn't bother to do so. Only then could they refine Luo Yanjian's form and quality once in just twenty years.

After the sacrifice was successful, Kunxu Mountain couldn't stand it anymore and tried every means to notify the little thief demon to come and get the sword.

Wang Chong is also a man with excellent swordsmanship. After a brief trial, Luo Yan's sword turned into flames and swung around, and it turned out that his luck was as expected.

The original Luo Yanjian was a flying sword that was refined once and reshaped three times. Now it has become a flying sword that was refined twice and reshaped four times. Its quality has suddenly become top-grade, as if it had been reborn.

Ying Yang looked envious. His Bingchan Wing was the one that Qi Bingyun won back then. Of course it wasn't top quality, and it wasn't as good as the Xuan Guang Sword used by Mo Yingling.

Wang Chong turned around and saw Ying Yang, with an envious expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Junior brother Ying Yang, you are practicing the Five Elements Sword Art of our sect. If you use Bingchanyi, you should also use this Luo Yan Sword, so I will give it to you." Bar!"

Ying Yang was surprised: "How to do this?"

Wang Chong said with a smile: "Why can't you do it? In Mount Emei, I think you are more pleasing to the eye. I really don't pay attention to other immortals. You just don't have a good flying sword, otherwise what? It’s Qin Dengxian’s turn to show off his power.”

"Take it and use it, don't be polite. Are our brothers still seeing each other?"

"I'm not just saying something arrogant for my brother. Looking at the world, apart from Junior Brother Ying Yang, there are not many people who are worthy of giving me the sword as a gift from Little Pili!"

Yan Dzizhu sent a chill: Are you pretending to be too well-proportioned?