Starting My Cultivation With Immortality

"Withdraw!"

The Ulan iron cavalry was defeated like a mountain. When they came, there were 10,000 cavalry, but only 4,000 cavalry could escape.

The hill that was not very high made this fierce Ulan Iron Cavalry suffer a fiasco.

Those who were shot to death by crossbow arrows, those who were injured and fell off their horses and were captured, totaled more than 5,000 cavalry.

On the battlefield at the foot of the hill, the cavalry of the Dingbo Army rode mountain horses to hunt down the defeated soldiers of the Ulan Iron Cavalry, but did not pursue the remnants of the army who had been frightened and fled wildly in the direction of Hantian City.

"He Ruiming, this dog, only knows how to rely on bows and arrows. If he charges with real swords and spears, he will be able to catch sheep all over the mountains in just a few rounds.

I'm afraid that I'm going to be laughed at by those guys. "

The commander-in-chief of the Ulan people was angry and hated when he looked at the few thousand men and horses left behind him, but he was not worried about being reprimanded by the commander Turdo, but he felt extremely distressed before he was finished.

All of them were from his Kuller tribe. More than half of them were killed or injured. After returning to Hantian City, I was afraid that they could only rely on a larger tribe. Otherwise, the entire Kuller tribe would face a huge crisis.

"not good!"

Suddenly, he sensed a trace of murderous aura, and he tightened the reins almost instinctively, and the Kuller warhorse under his seat stood up, only to see a sword qi passing from the position of the horse's head, without any pause, the next moment he slanted. It crossed the chest and abdomen of the commander Wanfu diagonally upwards.

"Thorn~"

The warhorse and the commander lost some important body parts together. The leader of the Kuller department will never have the opportunity to enjoy those beauties in the tribe, and he will no longer be able to kill those slaves arbitrarily. Sliding to the ground, the dead can no longer die.

"Enemy attack!"

The Ulan remnant army, who had just been shot by the bow and crossbow of the Dingbo army, was defeated and fled, and in a flash, he found countless people jumping out from both sides of the dense forest.

Most of these people dressed in strong suits, or jumped from the treetops, or jumped up from the grass, or flew out a hidden weapon from the dense forest.

In just a few breaths of time, hundreds of Ulan cavalrymen died under Dacheng's warriors.

Many of the prairie masters who accompanied the army out of the city earlier were greeted by the bowmen of the Dingbo Army, and they fled to death, and the three cultivators who originally wanted to attack the commander of the Dingbo Army were also greeted by the swordsmen of the Shanshan Sword Sect. Defeat on the spot.

At this time, the Wulan Iron Cavalry, Wu Yangyang was in a mess, neither had the advantage in speed, but lost the momentum, and was suddenly attacked by a sneak attack. Most of the officers who died were some well-armored officers.

"Ye Ning, look good!"

A trace of Yunsu's consciousness was attached to Ji Ping, and he saw Tian Hua, the one-armed swordsman, displaying a leaf of light energy, leaping like a roc from the jungle, flying into the sky above the Ulan people, and bursting into the air. With a sound, the long knife swung round and drew a full moon that was somewhat poignant for the Ulan Iron Cavalry.

I saw a fan-shaped blade swept away, and the Ulan iron cavalry, which had hundreds of horses, was torn into at least two pieces by people and horses.

"Senior Tian's left-handed sword is really powerful. One day my left-handed sword can have half the power of his, and I will be able to stand alone in the world."

Ye Ning was fascinated when he saw it. He secretly used the inner strength and mind method taught by Tian Hua. He jumped into the air just like that, and swept out a sword energy, killing a Ulan iron cavalry together with his horse.

"Sure enough, in just a few days, the power of my left-handed sword has greatly increased. If I encounter that flower-picking thief Tu Zhongshu again, I will definitely be able to take his head within ten strokes."

This sword seems to have regained Ye Ning's confidence, as if all the depression and failures in this period of time have been swept away by this sword.

After going down the mountain, he was defeated by the hand of the flower-picking thief Tu Zhongshu, causing serious injuries to his junior sister, and even destroying his right hand. These days, Ye Ning has been reduced from a genius to a failure, and he thinks he has endured unprecedented pain.

Although Senior Brother Ji Ping told him that it was a long time to come to Japan, and that he would not compete for the day and night, let him practice the left-handed sword quietly on the mountain. There are many seniors in the sword palace, and the left-handed swordsmanship is not a heaven-defying skill.

But Ye Ning resolutely chose to go down the mountain, wanting to force himself to break through on the battlefield and master the left-handed swordsmanship.

With his character, even the elders of the division are not willing to bow their heads and beg.

Looking back now, Ye Ning felt that his original choice was extremely correct. To be able to get to know Tian Hua, the hero of the sword, was the greatest luck in this life, and it was the second chance God gave him.

He also tried to introduce Senior Brother Ji Ping to the swordsman, but Senior Ji didn't seem to be very interested. Instead, he often went to find the swordsman named Zhang for drinks and chats. He was rarely seen practicing martial arts these days. Ning has some doubts.

Although Wawu Mountain is one of the famous mountains in the world, he has never heard of any famous schools or famous masters in that area. He thinks that he has a good memory and knows a little about the masters of the world in Dacheng. There is no such thing. Senior.

Brother Ji invited him to drink with him a few times, but Ye Ning was very grateful to this brother. He took care of himself both before and now. He didn't look down on him because his right hand was abolished. Instead, he always enlightened him. Brother Ji didn't understand, it wasn't the wine that could unravel his knot, but the supreme martial arts.

"Junior brother, your swordsmanship is just beginning, be careful."

Ji Ping saw that Ye Ning Ru Ruo was madly killing several people in a row, so he leaned over a few times and helped him resist some arrows. After the sword hero Tian Hua.

"Unfortunately, if Junior Brother Ye Ning can gain the favor of that senior Sword Immortal, with his talent and aptitude, his future achievements are probably unimaginable."

Ji Ping's thoughts flashed through his mind for no reason. Although he didn't know how powerful the Sword Immortal Senior was, the closer he got to him, even if he was just drinking and chatting, he felt as if he was directly facing the mountains.

It is conceivable that this person who even Tian Hua marveled at as a Sword Immortal should be a true peerless master.

He did not deliberately practice swordsmanship in these days, but the senior had just a few words to clear up many martial arts doubts in his mind. I have benefited a lot from the mysterious mind magic realm.

When I started to move my hand just now, I only felt that it was extremely easy. Not to mention the Ulan people, even those arrows became slow, and the true energy in the body was majestic, and a single sword could send out a powerful sword energy.

Compared to when he descended the mountain, in just ten days, he was more than twice as strong.

Ji Ping understood in his heart that this was all the grace of that senior Sword Immortal.

"Is that Senior Sword Immortal the Sword Immortal recorded in ancient books?"

Suddenly, another thought flashed in Ji Ping's mind. There is a huge difference between the congenital sword fairy and the real sword fairy. The innate sword fairy can hear all kinds of rumors in the mouths of the elders of the sword palace, and even rumors that the sword is in the sword palace. There are some seniors who have reached the innate realm and are respected by Jianghu as innate swordsmen.

But the real Sword Immortal can only be seen in ancient books and miscellaneous novels.

That night, although Yunsu tried to turn the tide, Ji Ping didn't think too much. After all, he and Elder Bai, the sword master Tian Hua, could also deal with a few ghosts that night.

Among the four people, at least three must be experts in the arena, and all three can deal with ghosts. Even Elder Baiji took it for granted that the senior sword immortal was only a higher level of martial arts and was the kind of peerless expert rumored in the arena.

But the thought that suddenly flashed in his mind at this moment shocked Ji Ping himself.

Of course, if Ji Ping stayed by He Ruiming's side and witnessed the one-shot kill between the three sword lights and the three black lights, he would definitely know more about the cultivator.

Yunsu naturally didn't know that Ji Ping had thought so much. These five hundred great martial artists killed and walked away. The Ulan iron cavalry who killed had no power to fight back. Once the cavalry began to gather and prepare to charge, these masters quietly retreated. .

After repeating this, the 20-mile official road was finally covered, and the number of cavalrymen who retreated into Hantian City was less than a thousand cavalry.

"Withdraw!"

Elder Baiji looked at the city of Hantian in the distance, and saw that many experts in the arena were also injured, and more than 30 people were damaged. Dare to chase.

More than 500 masters from the rivers and lakes attacked and killed more than 2,000 Ulan iron cavalry, and also killed hundreds of cavalry, and finally escaped back to Hantian City.

At the same time, Yunsu's Langya sword, which used his divine sense to control the sword, had already flown over Hantian City, heading towards the depths of the grassland.

The chase was hundreds of miles, and the target in front kept changing directions. It was not until the Wulan Iron Cavalry returned to Hantian City that Lang Yajian caught up with the target.

This place is thousands of miles away from Hantian City.

"This person from the Mountain Sword Sect is truly a gift from thousands of miles away."

Yunsu saw that there were a few people fighting in the air in the distance, and he couldn't help sighing. The 'poor thieves don't chase' that he just called out was a sound that shook the sky, and the people of the Mountain Sword Sect must have heard it. , but he didn't listen to the persuasion, and now he has died in a foreign land, which is sad and deplorable.

At this time, one of the three people on the side of the Sword Sect fell into the valley, one died, and the other had his arm cut off. The next moment, he was killed by a skeleton and white bone knife. And yet, completely dead.

Only the sword cultivator of the Jindan stage, the six master ghost cultivators who fought alone in the Ghost Square Temple, had suffered several injuries, but at least he had no worries about their lives.

In the fighting between monks, sometimes you chase me and flee, and you can't tell the difference between life and death after fighting for days and nights, but sometimes you can tell the winner in an instant.

Just like the cultivators who ambushed the ghost party temple in the Dingbo army camp, they almost killed each other in an instant.

The people from the Sword Sect of the Mountain also killed a real fire. When they passed by Hantian City, Yunsu saw the people who were killed inside. At least thousands of people were lost in the city, and a few monks died. Then they chased all the way to the depths of the grassland nearly a thousand miles away.

"Jindan Jianxiu of the Mountain Sword Sect, tsk tsk, just happened to use it to make a ghost slave."

"Set up an array and capture him alive."

Among the six people in the Ghost Square Temple, at least two have reached the golden core realm, and in a flash, a ghost formation has been set up. The six people occupy one side and evolve into the ghost realm in the air, but they really want to capture this person alive.

"Hey—"

A flash of shock came from outside the sky. The monks in the six ghost temples only felt that the killing intent was overwhelming.

"Dare to ask who is the Taoist friend who helped, and thanked Lu Zhengfeng of the Xiashan Sword Sect for saving his life."

That Jindan Jianxiu fell out of the ghost formation, and even his bun was loose, showing how much pressure he was in the ghost formation just now.

He was not the opponent of the six people at first, and he was besieged by a formation. If Yunsu hadn't shot in time, he would have been captured alive today, and then transformed into a ghost in white clothes, much stronger than ordinary ghost slaves.

The other two were much more miserable. Their bodies seemed to be intact, but they were passed through by spirits and ghosts, and even their souls were eaten clean.

"Lu Jianxian, you can't stay here for a long time, go back to Dacheng quickly. The real conspiracy of the Ghost Square Temple is to kill the real Donglairen of your Sword Sect of Sushan Mountain. Be sure to tell him when you go back~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If Without 100,000 certainty, it is best to stay away from Hantian City."

Yunsu was not polite to him, let alone thank him, and told the truth directly. Lu Zhengfeng also knew that this person might be more than ten miles away, but he was helping himself with the secret sword-fighting technique. Ken showed up.

However, just using Yujian to kill someone in the air, even though Lu Zhengfeng is already in the realm of golden elixir, he thinks that he can't do it after a hundred years of hard work. This person must be a master.

It's just that he would never have imagined that Yunsu's real body was not only a dozen miles away, but thousands of miles away. Because the three of them were too rough, they were forced to chase thousands of miles all the way.

"Okay, I will tell the original story, but the rivalry between the two countries has already involved cultivators, and it is difficult for the Sword Sect to stay out of it. In any case, today Lu Zhengfeng owes his senior a life, but he will be dispatched in the future. Send a letter to the mountain and summon it."

That Lu Zhengfeng is a good person. Although his personality is a bit reckless, when it comes to repaying his kindness, he bows his body three times and makes a big gift. Only then does he collect the bones of his fellow sect, Yu Jian headed east, and went back to Dacheng.

Yunsu's divine sense commanded Lang Yajian and watched him cross the border and head towards the hinterland of Dacheng. Only then did he turn around.

"Do your best and obey the destiny."

Yunsu and Donglai Daoist were never acquainted, but since the ghost temple was trying to kill this person, he would persuade him not to come to the muddy waters.

Although I don't know how powerful the Donglai Sword Immortal is, and I don't know if he can stop him, but Yunsu doesn't care so much. Couldn't stop him.

As for the Temple of Ghosts, Yunsu had already made up his mind to give them a shock, and naturally he didn't want to find any helpers to take advantage of others.

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