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Without warning, it was as if a little ink had fallen on the old rice paper, and it was imprinted there.

In addition, Qing Zheng and the other seven Liangfeng disciples were also embedded in place like nails, unable to move or make a sound.

Then, with a wave of Su Qinian's robe, the eight people flew out of the Qingyang Stream like meteors, fell on the mountain road, and then rolled straight to the foot of the mountain from the halfway point of the mountain that stretched for several miles.

"You!"

Ning Zhi and Ning Chong were shocked and angry, but just spit out a word, the two of them were also imprisoned in place, unable to move, unable to speak, but they could feel that the power that imprisoned them was not just as simple as spiritual will, this young peak master's spirit and spirit were one, and it was even faintly difficult to distinguish, the three were blended, and the boundaries were blurred, but the strength was surprisingly great, and the two did not have the slightest strength to struggle.

Don't......

A thought arose in the hearts of the two of them at the same time, and the ominous premonition suddenly climbed to the extreme, and their eyes were round, staring at Su Qinian.

Not far away, a peak Taoist protected three Shushan disciples such as Dong Poor, as an elder of Shushan, he was a famous master on the mixed yuan list, he had good knowledge and a calm heart, and at this time he also understood that this was a personal grudge between the three veins of Wudang, although the four of them were famous, but they were borrowed by others to become gunmen.

Now, if he didn't dare to move easily, he was extremely jealous in his heart, and he had a faint feeling that after the young man in front of him was promoted to the first-class Mixed Yuan Realm, he might have taken amazing steps, on the Holy Forbidden Road, until the end.

And although he has received the guidance of the old man of the Sword Saint, the "Shenfeng Sword Technique" has improved rapidly in recent years, and he may be among the top ten on the mixed yuan list, but at this time he can already be sure that if he really fights with this little Wudang immortal to the death, no matter how exquisite his swordsmanship is, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape death.

Thinking of the inheritance of the Retirement Knife again, although five hundred years ago, that Jiyuan real person was domineering and unparalleled, and Huashan overwhelming the world's Yuan Shen, leaving behind many opponents, but he never lost his brightness, and the name of retiring the heavens and promoting the good was not just talking.

But it is also an indisputable fact that Qing Yu broke into the lock demon tower at night, a double lock demon tower was opened, and the quasi-holy sword was stolen, which was difficult to understand, that is, the nine Shushan Sword Emperors were now difficult to understand the truth and reality.

As for the old man of the Sword Saint, he has been ignoring mundane affairs for many years, and he has been dedicated to understanding the way of the sword, and he has asked for that great transcendent realm, even if the lock demon tower is stolen, it will not be able to involve half of his attention.

Call!

Just when the Yifeng Dao people were thinking, Su Qinian's sleeve robe moved again, and the two elders Ning Zhi and Ning Chong flew up in the air and fell to the mountain road outside the Qingyang Stream, following in the footsteps of the eight people of Qingqian.

At this scene, the eyebrows and eyes of the Yifeng Dao people jumped, this little Wudang fairy was so domineering.

"Lord Su Feng!"

Yifeng Daoist said in a deep voice, he can't help but not open his mouth at this moment, if he really asks this little immortal to make a move, I'm afraid it will be him, and it will be difficult to protect himself, let alone protect the three outstanding disciples of Shushan behind him.

Su Qiannian's eyes fell, and the Yifeng Daoist was tense, and after it was really his turn, he understood that Ning Zhi was under pressure from the two Wudang elders, and even his heart trembled a little.

Needless to say, the three Shu Mountain disciples behind him, even if they were protected by a peak Dao person, they all felt that their breathing was stagnant, and it became very difficult.

At this time, Su Qinian spoke.

"My Qingyang Peak disciple appeared in the forbidden land of Shu Mountain, no matter the reason, I Qingyang Peak has had, today I am not embarrassed to wait for the four people, go back and tell the True Sword Emperor, half a month later, Su went to Shu Mountain in person. ”

Half a month later, Su went to Shushan in person!

Yifeng Dao people were shocked, this little fairy is so big, so far, he looked at the young man in front of him, about the age of all the forgotten, martial arts practice, the first one, the world is myriad, not the older can be the unity of knowledge and action, if it is a pure heart, can also hear the Tao, the evening sanctification.

"As Lord Su Feng said, Yifeng must be brought. ”

Yifeng Daoren took a deep breath, and finally glanced at Su Qinian again, and then turned around.

"Let's go!" he snorted softly, and led the three Shushan disciples of Dong Poor to leave.

Looking at the back of the departure of the four people in Shushan, Su Qinian's eyes sank slightly, the Shushan Lock Demon Tower is a forbidden place in Shushan, and it is also an important place to imprison the demon clan.

If it is really for the long-hated sword, Su Qinian does not believe it, Qingyang is not weaker than others!

Since it is not for the sake of hating the sword, then Qing Yu's night break into the lock demon tower is a bit intriguing, and there must be many unknown secrets in it.

And Su Qinian believes that Shushan may not have spiritual martial arts that can subdue the soul, and now he still sends his elders and disciples to Wudang to ask for the sword, which means that from Qing Yu's body, they have also failed to find the whereabouts of the long hatred sword.

A quasi-holy sword, a psychic holy soldier, that is only the Heavenly Mandate Grandmaster can be conceived and born, all kinds of divine greatness, the wisdom of the soldier's spirit, is no different from a person.

In front of Qingyang Palace, Qingye and others looked at Su Qiannian's back, that snow-white long hair, everyone felt calm, with Su Qinian's return, the entire Qingyang Palace was like a Dinghai God Needle, regardless of the wind and waves, it could not be shaken at all.

At this time, Su Qinian took a deep breath, was silent for a long time, and then raised his head suddenly.

Airplanes!

In an instant, in the Qingyang Palace, everyone carried their blades in unison, especially the long knife, the tip of the knife pointed, like Vientiane returning to the sect.

This is the sound of a knife, it was not very loud at first, but then it suddenly rose up, as if a huge wave hit the sky, snorted, and over Wudang Mountain, a hundred miles of wind and clouds shattered, and it was destroyed with one blow.

The seventy-two peaks of Wudang, the soldiers roared together, and the swords were inducted, giving birth to the meaning of surrender.

What the!

Not only Qing Ye and the others, in an instant, the entire Wudang was alarmed, countless disciples, deacons, and elders looked sideways, raised their heads suddenly, looked into the distance, the blade sense, the direction of the sound of the sword, all pointed to the same place.

The twenty-eighth vein of Wudang, Qingyang Peak!

Tianzhu Peak, in front of the Golden Dome Taihe Palace.

Ning Daoren stood in front of the palace gate, he overlooked the land of Wudang, the sound of swords in his ears, he slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

"Daoist Geding, I, Wudang Yigeding, you will take action and reverse the tide. ”

Then, Ning Daoren turned to look at Taihe Palace, and his originally peaceful face showed a bit of gnashing of teeth.

In the palace, on the futon, the old man who looked a little thin hung his head, snoring, and rubbed his nose, itchy, as if something was scratching, and finally couldn't help but sneeze.

He opened his sleepy eyes, looked around suspiciously, and finally landed outside the palace gate, and immediately closed his mouth, and then closed his eyes, and snoring sounded without intervals.

Golden lock peak, there is a purple gold Guanghua building with a height of ninety-nine zhang.

There are bursts of sandalwood in the building, such a rosewood high-rise building, which is not inferior to lighting the incense at all times, or even more prosperous.

The old lamps made of red gold are lit, the lamp oil is fragrant and refreshing, and the purple flame is bright, reflecting the entire purple and gold light building, like an ancient purple starry sky, and there are thousands of red sandalwood stars, such as billions of stars dotted in the sea of stars, mysterious and vast.

At this moment, in this sea of stars, a middle-aged Taoist man in a pale golden Taoist robe sat cross-legged, his sideburns drooped, his eyebrows were very slender, his eyes were slightly closed, his breath seemed to be between existence and non-existence, and the life qi was almost inaudible, as if he was in a state of Taoist turtle breath, but it went to the next level.

Immediately, as if sensing something, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, it seemed that the sky was full of golden light gathering, like precious jade glass, faintly turning into two rounds of heaven and sun rising into the sky, with the artistic conception of shining in the world and being the only one.

This is the contemporary peak master of Jinsuo Peak, the first person in the Jingzi generation, and before he was confused, he was the golden light real person who proved the Tao Yuanshen.

After retreating for many days before, Jin Guangzhen at this moment felt that his accumulation was not much worse, and he occasionally had an epiphany, maybe within a year, and within half a year, he would be able to cross the second thunder tribulation of the Yuan Shen and reach the rebirth realm.

At this moment, he was awakened by the sudden sound of a knife.

The will of the Yuan Shen was released, and the gaze of the golden light real person penetrated through the purple gold Guanghua Tower at this moment, fell into the Wudang mountains, and soon locked on Qingyang Peak.

As soon as this primordial god's gaze fell, his black hair was excited, and his eyes became cold as ice, and he saw the eight people who had rolled down to the foot of the mountain, covered in dust, with a blue nose and swollen face, and a mess.

In addition, there are also Elder Ning Zhi of his Golden Lock Peak and Elder Ning Chong of Lion Peak.

"Sue! beg!"

He got up and exhaled loudly, like a round of golden sun rising into the sky, shaking the mountains of Wudang.

"Sue! beg!"

Soon, a second voice sounded, but it came from Lion Peak, from the mouth of the real person of Tiens.

At this time, not far from Qingyang Peak, some Wudang disciples, deacons, Dharma protectors, and elders who heard the sound saw a scene that made their eyelids jump.

Golden Lock Peak, the senior brother of the two peaks of Lion Peak, the six disciples who entered the room, and the two elders of Ning Zhi and Ning Chong, rolled down from the halfway up the mountain like a gourd rolling on the ground, and finally crashed into a ball, embarrassed, like a mortal who had never practiced martial arts.

Needless to say, everyone has also received the news that the peak master of Qingyang Peak, the little immortal has returned to the mountain.

The scene in front of them, everyone does not need to doubt, it must be from the hand of that one, looking at the entire peaks and veins of Wudang Mountain, and only that one is so careless, acting in accordance with his own heart, and never giving in lightly.

But in any case, this kind of punishment can be regarded as a humiliation for the ten people at the foot of the mountain in front of them, especially the two elders of the Ning generation, it can be imagined that after today, what kind of face will the ten people have to appear in Wudang Mountain again, and in front of everyone's eyes, the blow to the heart is not easier than a thousand cuts.

And in the next moment, on Qingyang Peak, the voice belonging to the little fairy sounded, exhaling like a knife, and the edge was soaring.

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