The Path Toward Heaven

At that moment, Yin San thought that Jing Jiu had woken up, and his eyes changed slightly.

The next moment, he realized that this Zhuxian sword formation was only a little formal, but it lacked a lot of spirit of killing gods and immortals.

The bone flute rises against the wind, and through the air, it continuously plays several extremely bright tones, just like the sound of swords.

The small sword rose up silently, and it wrestled with Buerjian.

The bone flute is facing the mountain-like cosmic front and the Chuzi sword that is as cold as water.

Countless real sword sounds resounded, and the sword light continued in the old nunnery. The table and incense burner were instantly shattered into powder, and scratches about several feet deep appeared on the beam.

Lu Qing stood up, holding the universe front with both hands, and silently and calmly performed the sword formula he was most familiar with - Chengtian and Liulong.

Chuzijian and Buerjian have their own tricks, and even Fusijian, which is shaped like a sword rope, is attacking each other with intention. The most formidable one is of course Ping Yongjia's Sword Formation of Immortal Execution, which was created with sword intent. Although it is not as powerful as Jing Jiu displayed a hundred years ago, it is still full of sword intent, as if the killing intent between heaven and earth is in it.

Even Fang Jingtian, who is as big as Fang Jingtian, must take it seriously if he faces these swords and people from Shenmo Peak at the same time.

Yin San sat calmly in the chair, waving the bone flute with his right hand seemingly casually, blocking all those terrifying swords and intentions from outside.

The bone flute pierced the wind and drew the sword, and the wonderful sword moves of Qingshan Jiufeng blossomed like plum blossoms in his random swings.

No matter how powerful the sword formation and the young people of Shenmo Peak displayed, they couldn't hide from his sight, let alone get close to his body.

Those sword moves were all taught by Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu's swordsmanship was taught by him.

Jianming broke through the wall and dropped plum blossoms all over the ground.

The several sword lights in the nunnery kept meeting each other, like plum blossoms all over the ground, bursting out with yellow or red petals.

Yin San took the bone flute and swiped it casually, shook the Bu Er sword back, and then blew on Gu Qing.

Plum blossoms scattered all over the ground.

The cosmic front receded quickly, but it still couldn't completely block the wind.

A penetrating hole appeared on Lu Qing's right shoulder, and blood gushed out.

The blood did not flow to the ground, but floated in the air like mist.

His fingers stretched out like lightning, dipped in blood and wrote a talisman in the air.

Papapapapa, dozens of sounds sounded like space ruptures.

An unimaginably huge pressure fell from the sky to the old plum garden.

In just an instant, the nunnery with the formation began to creak, as if it was about to collapse.

In other places, I really can't kill you, I don't even dare to think about it, but you shouldn't appear in Chaoge City. Holding something invisible in his left hand, Gu Qing stared into Yin San's eyes and said, This is the place that Master gave me. The Imperial City Formation is in my hands, but you still haven't made the final decision.

The more powerful the formation, the longer it would take to activate it. If he used the imperial city formation at the beginning, it would definitely alarm Yin San.

Even if the Imperial City Formation has been strengthened several times in the past hundred years, it still cannot trap the opponent who wants to get out of trouble.

The real key lies in the sword rope that Firth sword turned into.

It never occurred to Lu Qing to use Furth Sword to cut off Yin San's hand.

First of all, it is not necessarily possible to do it.

The more important reason is: to break is to leave.

He couldn't let Yin San leave.

He gave this multiple-choice question to Yin San himself.

Sure enough, a character like Yin San naturally chose to kill him before leaving.

This gave enough time for the Imperial City formation to activate.

That invisible heavy pressure fell from the sky, covering the entire old plum garden.

The chair could not withstand the pressure and suddenly shattered.

Yin San stood up, looked at what Lu Qing wanted to say, but in the end he didn't say anything, just smiled.

The Imperial City formation can't trap him, as long as he can break the sword cord.

The problem is, that Jade Immortal Sword Formation was not aimed at him, but was used to protect Gu Qing!

In normal times, even if he couldn't break Gu Qing's arm, he would still be able to leave with Gu Qing.

However, at some point, the blood line on the floor has turned into a real formation, binding Lu Qing's feet to the ground!

In the sound of rattling, the nunnery could no longer bear it and collapsed.

The flying smoke and dust sprinkled on the two of them.

Yin San's red dress was a little pale, and his face was also a little pale.

Lu Qing's situation was even worse, blood kept flowing from his eyes, nose, and ears, creaking sounds came from his body, and his bones were about to break.

He wanted to die with Yin San.

At least one of the opponent's hands must be abolished.

If his death could be exchanged for these, that would be enough.

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But any sect of practice must have some immortality.

The so-called celestial energy, which is specifically presented on the screen, is fog.

The Zhongzhou sect is famous for its clouds, and the Qingshan sect also has a lot of clouds, otherwise there would not be a cloud town outside the mountain.

The peaks are looming between the sea of ​​clouds, looking like islands in the sea.

Tianguang Peak is the highest, interesting to say, and the sea of ​​clouds here is also high. If Liu Ci is still alive, sitting on the edge of the cliff, a pair of long legs can easily step on it.

Fang Jingtian didn't go to the cliff to try, because his legs are not that long, and his temperament is much calmer than Liu Ci's in private.

The breeze moved the uppermost layer of the sea of ​​clouds, and also brought up those two extremely long silver eyebrows, diluting the usual rich man's aura.

He turned to look at the peak masters standing outside the hut, his eyes were calm and thoughtful.

Thirty years ago, Fu Wang, the master of Yunxing Peak, confirmed that there was no hope of breaking through, and finally chose to enter Yinfeng.

The current owner of Yunxing Peak is called Jin Sidao, a Taoist of Dongyi, who was born in Xilai Peak.

It took Fang Jingtian more than a hundred years to establish his authority in Qingshan, and got the support of the three half-peaks.

Xilai Peak, Yunxing Peak, Liangwang Peak and half of Tianguang Peak.

But it was still not enough, because Yuan Qijing was still alive, and because Jing Jiu was not dead yet.

His gaze fell on the other side of the peak.

Zhao Layue stood there quietly, looking at the north of the sea of ​​clouds, her face was pale with the color of the clouds.

She was seriously injured in the snow field, but unexpectedly she rushed back.

She is now at the peak of breaking the sea, Cheng Youtian and Jin Sidao have been surpassed by her.

According to this speed, all Qingshan disciples think that she will reach the sky within a hundred years... What kind of concept is this?

This means that her words carry more weight than ordinary peak masters.

But today, everyone knows what she will say.

Not far behind Zhao Layue, the stele was very eye-catching, Yuan Gui still had his eyes closed.

Fang Jingtian flicked his robe sleeves, the blue sky remained, but everyone felt as if something had been opened.

——When Yuan Qijing was in charge of Chaoge City, he temporarily took over the control of the Qingshan formation.

Dozens of rays of light came from all over the sky, glowing with different colors and exuding different auras.

Guo Nanshan, Gu Han and others rose up with swords, and went to receive guests from various sects.

Lu Guogong came on behalf of the imperial court, and Guocheng Temple came with a lot of elders and disciples from the Yimao Zhai, Xuanling Sect, Jingzong, Daze, Heyilou and other sects.

When the small sedan chair with green curtains in Shuiyue Temple came down, everyone in Qingshan hurried up to meet it, Fang Jingtian raised his eyebrows slightly - the master of Shuiyue Temple succeeded in breaking through the world decades ago, and now he is a real big man in the practice world, and everyone knows the relationship between Shuiyue Temple and Shenmo Peak.

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The crisp sound of swords, the uneasy sea of ​​clouds, the debris peeled off from the stone pillars, the sword light chased, met and separated, and at the same time the winner was decided. At this time, it was the Qingshan sword test. Practitioners from various sects watched the swordsmanship displayed by the Qingshan disciples and discussed in low voices. The elders of Qingshan Nine Peaks were somewhat absent-minded.

The sword test ended soon, and ten young disciples were selected to represent Qingshan to participate in this year's Meihui, and then it was the turn of the serious business. The new master of Yunxing Peak, Jin Sidao, stood up with his sword and came to the sky of Tianguang Peak. He bowed to the disciples of the peaks and the representatives of each faction, and said that he would elect Fang Jingtian, the former master of the peak, as the new head.

There was silence on the stone platform between Tianguang Peak and the cliff.

This is something that was discussed at the Qingshan Conference last year. The Qingshan Sect has not been in charge for more than a hundred years, and this situation really cannot continue.

Elder He of Shiyue Peak walked to the cliff and said in a clear voice: Qingshan has no head for a hundred years, and it really needs a new head. I recommend Brother Guangyuan.

No one was surprised either, because it was a matter of course.

As a great thing in the sky-reaching realm, of course Daoist Guangyuan will come forward.

Today, Qingshan invited so many denomination representatives, which meant to witness.

Fang Jingtian looked at Master Guangyuan and said, Junior brother, please.

As soon as the voice fell, he disappeared from the cliff, the sea of ​​clouds moved slightly, and several sword intents appeared in the sky, forming a scene like plum branches.

Immortal Guangyuan's clothes moved slightly, stepped on his sword, and flew towards the sky smoothly and steadily, before disappearing from people's eyes.

The sea of ​​clouds outside Tianguang Peak once again waved, gradually flowing towards other peaks, and the vision became clear. Whether it was the elders of the peaks, the representatives of the various factions, or the disciples on the stone platform between the cliffs, they could clearly see the blue sky.

There were no figures of Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan real person in the sky.

Presumably they have already reached the Void Realm at this time.

If the sword fight between two giants of the heaven-reaching realm were to take place on the top of Tianguang Peak, even if there was a large formation on the green hills, they would probably be hit by flying sand and rocks, and the ground would be cracked.

And after all, this is a dispute between the same sects, so it is inconvenient to fall into the eyes of practitioners of other sects and younger disciples.

Except for the master of Shuiyue Temple in the small sedan chair under the green curtain, no one could see this sword fight, but they still looked up at the blue sky.

Suddenly, lightning appeared in the extremely high sky, and then it kept flashing, as if it never stopped.

After a while, there was no rumbling thunder.

It turned out that it was not a real electric light.

It's Jianguang.

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