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This is still the result of Su Qinian's efforts to cut it off, otherwise the devouring power that comes from the void will probably have to be reduced to ten years of life before he can stop.

Su Qinian took a deep breath, although there is a direction for the road to breaking the catastrophe, but now it seems that it is not so simple, what kind of existence is it that intercepts Shou Yuan in the void, even if he uses the dragon soul to penetrate the illusion, it is difficult to see the truth, as if it does not exist in this time and space, it is really unbelievable to the extreme.

Restraining his mind, Su Qinian took one step and did not enter the cave void world.

After a stick of incense.

Shu Dao, Guangyuan Prefecture, Jiange County.

For the people in the martial arts of the Dahan River and Lake, Jiange County can be called a martial arts place.

Between the big and small sword mountains, the seventy-mile plank road is like a sword, called the sword pavilion, which is the world's first-class sword place.

There are even rumors that the sword pavilion between the big and small sword mountains is the sword saint of Shu Mountain, from the top of Shu Mountain, a sword across several states, cut out alive, and at the same time, there is a demon emperor who lurked into the hinterland of the Han Dynasty, and then was captured and imprisoned in the lock demon tower.

Since then, there was originally only one sword mountain was divided into two large and small by a sword, and the seventy-mile sword pavilion between the two mountains has also become a world-famous place to realize the sword, and even some strange creatures were born in it, which is the people of Shushanmen, and every year there are a large number of disciples who come to experience and even look for opportunities.

The sun is rising.

It was about thirty miles away from the two sword mountains, the air was slightly rippling, and Su Qinian's figure turned from virtual to real, showing up.

Between thoughts, a long snow-white hair swayed lightly in the wind, Su Qinian walked on the mountain road, and after a short time, he saw martial arts people in twos and threes, most of whom carried blades, especially those who practiced swords.

Shu Dao sword wind is extremely prosperous, Shu Mountain swordsmanship is famous all over the world, up to the Qing Ming, down to the Nine Shadows, many young people have fantasized about worshiping under the Shu Mountain Gate since childhood, learned the art of the sword, and entered and exited between the Qing Ming.

"Hey, another little Wudang fairy?"

"It's ridiculous that young people go with the flow. ”

Far away, after seeing Su Qiannian, some people in the rivers and lakes were stunned at first, and then they showed a look of regret, on the way to the Sword Pavilion, they had already seen dozens of young people dressed like this, most of them were vain, and they were exposed as soon as they were tempted, leaving jokes in vain.

Therefore, after seeing Su Qinian again, they only had contempt and ridicule in their hearts, and in their opinion, the behavior of these young people was really like a child, ridiculous.

A different color appeared in his eyes, with Su Qi's spiritual cultivation now, no matter how big or small, just at a glance, you can guess seven, seven, eight, eight.

Of course, with the benefit of soul deterrence, he can naturally subdue the spirit and intercept the memories of these ordinary martial arts people, but for Su Qinian, unless he is a great enemy of life and death, he will never easily explore the hearts of others.

This is his criterion for dealing with the world, adhering to the bright heart, he does not seek to save the world from suffering, but to ask for a clear conscience.

Shaking his head slightly, he didn't care about the thoughts of these people in the rivers and lakes, and when he reached his current cultivation realm, his majesty no longer needed to be supported by pure force, but gradually went to a state of divine understanding.

In the eyes of those people in the rivers and lakes, it seems to be a pretended posture, looking at their footsteps, I am afraid that the foundation building skills have not been practiced into a few layers, I really don't know the depth of the rivers and lakes, thousands of dead bodies, and there are too many people buried every year.

The only thing that amazes these people in the rivers and lakes is Su Qinian's temperament, although it is not as rich as jade, but it is almost the same, although there is no strong cultivation momentum, but the white hair is like snow, but it looks very natural on its body, and even the atmosphere of the vicissitudes of time is like a real one, which adds a bit of strange attraction.

"Good skin, but unfortunately I don't know how to make progress. ”

"If you want to go to the Sword Pavilion to join in the fun, there are not a few brushes, that is, the chicken and the egg are empty. ”

Several people from the rivers and lakes shook their heads and quickened their pace to leave, this year is the thirty-sixth year of the Sword Pavilion, and it is rumored that another sword spirit is about to be conceived and formed, and it will be born.

Sword Spirit!

Su Qiannian's eyes wandered, the Sword Pavilion was pregnant with the Sword Spirit, this was a well-known event in the world, and the reason why he had set a half-moon period with the Elder of the First Peak was that he had the intention of going to the Sword Pavilion first.

Although there are not many psychic gods in the world, there are also a lot, but if you want to get a god soldier to follow, it is extremely difficult, except for the first generation of soldiers, the god soldiers have spirits, and they are often unwilling to follow others again, even if they are top primordial gods, it is easy to make a god soldier surrender.

As long as it can withstand the sharp sword intent raging in the Sword Pavilion, it will be able to obtain this sword spirit, as long as it can find a high-level traceless sword and let the sword spirit enter, you will immediately be able to get a psychic sword, and you will be able to die.

Even if it is Shushan, although it is known as the holy land of the sword, the preciousness of a sword spirit is enough to make the top primordial god figures tempted.

But it's a pity, for the top Yuanshen figures, the Sword Pavilion is like a burial ground, the sword intent remaining in the seventy-mile plank road, has a unique sense of the Yuanshen, once there is a Yuanshen character inside, it will suffer the most ruthless strangulation, which is recorded in the history of martial arts, once a Shushan Sword King entered it on the day the sword spirit was born, even if it has survived the nine thunder tribulations, the Yuanshen is immortal, and it has not been able to withstand a sword intent, if it is not for the generation of Shushan Sword Saint to shoot, most of them will not escape a death.

At this point, the Sword Pavilion has become a forbidden place for the primordial gods, and at most it can only accommodate the existence of the first-class mixed yuan realm.

This also gives all the sword practitioners in the world's martial arts a great opportunity, great creation, even if it is a third-rate heaven realm, the existence of the foundation has just been built, it is possible to get the recognition of the sword spirit, although the chance is very slim, but for thousands of years, it still happens occasionally, as for whether it can be kept, it is another matter.

It is rumored that the psychic holy sword long hatred is made of a sword spirit, and the innate sword spirit has infinite possibilities.

Of course, not every thirty-six years, there must be a sword spirit born, sometimes, people's fate is shallow, and the sword spirit that was born back then will escape into the depths of the Sword Pavilion and never be born again.

Regardless of the antecedents, it is not a trivial matter to break into the Demon Tower at night, sneaking into the forbidden place of a great sect of the town and country, even if he is directly killed on the spot, he can't say anything more in the vein of Qingyang Peak.

And if there is anything that has the greatest temptation for Shushan, there is no doubt that it is the sword spirit from the Sword Pavilion.

This is also the ultimate that Su Qiannian can do, salute first and then soldier, is the wind of the great sect, his Qingyang Peak has a long heritage, and he can't lose his reputation in his hands.

Qing Yu.

Su Qinian thought in his eyes, what is the place of the Lock Demon Tower, he will not know, even if he knows, he will forcibly sneak in, if there is no reason for this, Su Qinian will definitely not believe it, and then think of the previous one, his return to Qingyang Palace, his right arm was empty, who broke one of his arms, now it seems that most of the stories in this are intriguing.

Half an hour later.

A few miles apart, Su Qinian saw two ancient mountains like swords, one large and one small.

Between the two ancient mountains, the cliff is straight, and a long plank road extends into the distance.

That is the Sword Pavilion, the gateway of the Sword Pavilion, also known as the Sword Gate, the so-called Sword Gate before the pass, the Yuan Shen does not cross, for the top people, the Sword Gate is the Ghost Gate, and entering the Sword Pavilion is like entering the Ghost Gate.

At this time, although the morning sun had just risen, thousands of people had gathered in front of the Sword Gate.

Thousands of martial arts people, from various states and provinces of the Han Dynasty, many martial arts sects, families, and even a lot of loose cultivators, are all for the sword spirit that is about to be born in the Sword Pavilion.

How great is the temptation of a psychic weapon, especially for the people in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, it is enough to make them go forward and succeed, regardless of life and death.

It is enough to suppress a top sect and a heavy weapon with the background of the family, and it is fed by the method of raising soldiers, once it is time of life and death, the blood sacrifice divine soldiers will burst out with shocking power.

Wait a minute!

The next moment, his eyes swept away, even in Su Qinian's state of mind, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, because in front of the sword gate, he actually saw more than a dozen figures, all of them were dressed in pure white purple silk robes, white hair like snow, and more than a dozen young people, who looked calm and indifferent, but the curiosity and excitement that sometimes revealed in the depths of his pupils were still exposed.

"Hey, there's another one!"

"There are a lot of Wudang little immortals, is this a gathering of immortals? hahahaha......"

"But I have a bit of temperament, I'm afraid that I am pretending, and if it really comes to the real knife and gun, I will be cowardly. ”

Many people in the rivers and lakes noticed Su Qinian and laughed and talked wantonly, but this white hair was too eye-catching, and it was difficult for others not to notice it.

Quite a little speechless, but Su Qinian will not be angry with these people, he walked towards the sword gate, there are people in and out of the sword gate from time to time, those who enter are full of energy and confidence, but most of the people who come out are in low spirits, in tatters, full of bloody sword marks.

There are quite a few masters.

A few miles before arriving at the Sword Gate, Su Qinian successively noticed that some people who had cultivated to the depths of the realm were all masters of the first-class mixed yuan realm, and there were thousands of people here, and there were nearly two hundred people who had stepped into the first-class mixed yuan realm.

Su Qinian knew in his heart that the Sword Pavilion Yuan Shen was difficult to cross, and under the Yuan Shen, the first-class mixed Yuan Realm became the most important force to compete for the Sword Spirit.

Didn't walk into the sword gate for the first time, Su Qiannian stopped under the cliff dozens of zhang away from the sword gate, and the spiritual will silently overflowed the body, one large and one small two sword mountains, as soon as the spiritual will approached, he felt a hidden deep edge, the sharpness of the edge, accumulated endless years, even if the blade of the knife into the gods, Su Qinian's spiritual will also contains the blade, and he also felt extremely palpitations.

He had a feeling that if he forcibly penetrated into the Sword Gate with his spiritual will, he would most likely suffer the most fierce sword dao conquest, and what would be the result at that time, most of the time would be a catastrophe.

"Brother Tai, are you also an admirer of the little fairy?"

Suddenly, Su Qinian's gaze became a little strange, he looked to his side, and a white-haired young man closest to him arrived at his side, as if he had seen a confidant, but at the same time, he was afraid of destroying the temperament that he had worked hard to imitate, although there was a smile in his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and the skin and flesh on his face trembled slightly.

"Sort of. ”

Su Qinian showed a little helplessness, the young man in front of him seemed to be two or three years older than him, about the age of a weak crown, it seemed that he had just built a foundation and stepped into the third-rate Open Heaven Realm, and his inner family true qi was still a little vain, obviously not yet stable.

This kind of cultivation, I thought of this sword pavilion to touch the sword spirit, either the heart is too big, or there is something to rely on, there are elders here, after all, at such an age can build a foundation and open the sky, it is difficult for ordinary second-rate martial arts sects and families to cultivate, and first-class sects and families have such a background.

Sure enough, Su Qinian noticed an old man outside Baizhang, with gray hair and a coarse white robe, his eyes sometimes glanced here, and sometimes he blew his beard and glared, obviously angry by the outfit of the person next to him.

Although he is now famous all over the world, especially the Weishui Riverside invited the world's dragons and tigers, broke into the first-class mixed yuan realm, and refined the mixed yuan ancestral fetus, he has made a great reputation in the entire Han Dynasty, as long as it is the younger generation, I am afraid that few people do not know his life and experience.

But as an elder, it is obvious that I don't want my disciples or juniors to blindly follow the same path, and the same path may not be able to get out of the second person, and different experiences may not be able to walk out of an invincible road of their own.

It's a pity that not many of the younger generation can understand this truth, and most of the people who really understand it have become young heroes on the Dragon and Tiger list, and even young taboos.

"Brother Tai is really a fellow practitioner, I came today, I'm afraid I also want to try my luck, in fact, I am waiting for the younger generation, what is there to be afraid of, I am fortunate, I lost my life, where is there any absolute in this world, maybe today is the day of your and my transfer, the sword spirit starts, and achieves a psychic sword. ”

The white-haired young man said with a smile: "As long as it is recognized by the sword spirit, unless it is the lord of the sword spirit who voluntarily sacrifices it, even if the sword spirit is captured, the sword spirit will break through the sky, and the Yuan Shen character will not be able to stop it. ”

Su Qinian captured the depressed excitement in the young man's eyes, and was a little speechless, I am afraid that the last famous martial arts history is what he really wants.

"Well, that kid is out again! ”

Er, the white-haired young man raised his eyebrows, Su Qinian's eyes moved, looked at the sword gate, and saw a young man who looked about eighteen or nine years old, with messy black hair, at this moment he was wearing a gray cloth robe in rags, full of sword marks, covered in blood, and the broken robe was sticking to his body, looking extremely embarrassed.

The young man staggered out from the inside of the sword gate, and sat down on the ground in less than ten zhang, gasping for breath, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, obviously stabbed in his internal organs by the edge.

But he quickly took out a green jade bottle with a lot of impurities from his arms, poured out some pungent gold sore medicine from it, and smeared it on his body, the blood barely stopped, but the slightest movement still flowed.

Struggling to get up, the young man was about to enter the sword gate again.

"Why bother?

"The deeper the Sword Pavilion goes, the sharper the sword intent becomes, and if you don't do what you can, you will only give your life in vain. ”

"Although the sword spirit is good, it must also have a life to endure, this son is really persistent, but unfortunately, if it is not for the poor bones and the physique is too mixed, it is a good seedling, especially for kendo practice, such a temperament is commendable. ”

Around the Sword Gate, some martial arts people, especially the older figures, sighed that sometimes, whether the temperament and martial arts are compatible is more important than the talent and physique, but unfortunately, this young man's qualifications are so poor that he is afraid that even if he builds a foundation to open the sky, there is almost no hope, and it is really difficult to disobey the destiny of heaven.

Yes, this young man who seems to be obsessed with a lot of ambition doesn't even have the cultivation of a third-rate foundation, and even has ordinary qi and blood in his body, and he doesn't even have the strength of half a fierce horse.

What a guts!

For example, Su Qiannian also has a bit of admiration in his heart, generally speaking, if he wants to enter the Sword Pavilion, he must at least have the cultivation of building a foundation and opening the sky, so that he can barely retreat, if he does not build a foundation, I am afraid that even the outermost sharp sword intent will not be able to withstand it, and there is a risk of death, but it seems that this young man has been in and out many times, and he has gone through several times between life and death, and his face can not change, and his courage is not ordinary.

Su Qinian also saw that the young man's physique was quite poor, and his roots and bones were rough, if it was an ordinary means, not to mention building a foundation and opening the sky, it was to practice the "Galloping Horse Power" of the Han Dynasty to the seventh level of perfection, and the power of a fierce horse was not much possible.

"Little brother, why are you bothered. ”

At this time, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe who was passing by stopped, a hand fell on his shoulder, and with a bang, from the young man's body, among the many scars, wisps of sharp edges burst out, tearing the air, and stabbing the mud around him into inch-deep sword holes.

"What a Mu Yuan sword momentum!"

"Mu Yuan Sword Master is benevolent, and he is also a medical master. ”

There were exclamations in all directions, and the middle-aged man in the brocade robe who shot was the master of the mixed yuan list, ranking ninth, and the people of the rivers and lakes called the master of the Mu Yuan sword, but he was a master of the mixed yuan realm who had truly comprehended the origin of the sword.

The Mu Yuan Sword Master is from the Mu Yuan Pavilion of Shu Dao, which is a top sect, and he is also a master of the Dan Dao, and there are few people in the Mu Yuan Pavilion, which is famous for his medical skills.

Su Qiannian also bowed slightly, and forced out the edge of the kendo in the body of an ordinary martial artist who had not yet built a foundation with sword momentum, without hurting his weak body, whether it was the comprehension of the way of the sword or the control of spiritual power, it was second to none, at least in the first-class mixed yuan realm, Su Qiannian was still the first time to see it.

"This is the second son of the elder of Shushan Yifeng......"

There was a voice, but it quickly became smaller, obviously involving some people and things, and it was not appropriate to publicize it widely, especially before the sword gate was closed.

But how could he escape Su Qinian's ears and eyes, he looked at the young man who was faintly clenching his fists, and a different color flashed in his eyes, it was actually the second son of the Yifeng elder, but unfortunately, the Shushan Gate Rules, even if it is the son of the elder, if the talent and physique are not good, it cannot be included in the Shushan Gate Wall.

However, if you can get the Sword Spirit......

Su Qinian sighed in his heart, he was a stubborn young man, once upon a time, he was also the same stubborn, and he was able to get to this point, sometimes thinking of it, even if he was himself, he felt a little incredible.

But the fortune of the world is really difficult to explain, and many causes and fate, and the edge of life and death is not just as simple as fate.

If fate can dominate everything, then what else does life in this world need to practice martial arts, so there are people who will win the sky.

This is a kind of belief, not that some open-mouthed people sometimes speak against the sky, and I want to go against the sky at every turn, this is people's pursuit of the brilliance of life, the mastery of their own destiny, and the persistence of all the good.

"I'm going!"

The young man gritted his teeth, took a step back, bowed to the Mu Yuan Sword Master, his tone was firm, and he was a little unrepentant, and then stepped forward again, stepping into the Sword Gate without looking back.

Shaking his head, the Mu Yuan Sword Master sighed, did not stop it, and then raised his feet and stepped into the sword gate.

"The Pucheng Arhat of the Great Snow Mountain Jizo Temple!"

"It's actually the Fire Separation Sword Master of the Yanggui Dao Lishui Prefecture Nanli Sword Sect!"

......

Since then, there have been some first-class Mixed Yuan Realm big names appearing one after another, and there is no shortage of existence on the Mixed Yuan List, obviously the sword spirit in the Sword Pavilion has unimaginable allure for the sword powerhouse.

Shushan is here, and there is no limit, if someone is willing to sacrifice the sword spirit, they can become the elder of Shushan Waiqing, although there is no real power on the mountain, but there are many other benefits, maybe not as good as a sword spirit, but it is enough to make up for most of it.

"The Shushan disciple has arrived!"

Abruptly, someone exclaimed, looking up at the sky, Su Qinian also looked at the sky, only to see several sword lights in the sky, coming from a distance, the sky cloud was torn, leaving a pale sword mark.

Immediately, the sword light flashed, and a group of dozens of people appeared, it was a few big swords wider than the door panel, by several Shushan elders and envoys, and nearly thirty Shushan disciples stood on it.

"Sheathed!"

Then, several Shushan elders scolded lightly, and the big swords shrank back into a slender sword body and fell into the scabbard behind them.

"Elder!"

There were already disciples of Shushan waiting here, and at this time, they came forward to meet and inform them of the many changes in the Sword Pavilion, as well as the arrival of the Quartet Jianghu forces, and became famous masters.

"Why don't you stop that trash!"

An elder of Shushan showed an unswerving look and said: "Shushan's reputation cannot be lost, this son is here, doesn't it mean that my Shushan does not tolerate people, he himself is stubborn, unwilling to accept idle work, and he is still here to mess around, is this a joke for fellow people in the rivers and lakes to see my Shushan! Go, arrest him back!"

"Yes, Elder!"

As soon as the disciples of Shu Mountain responded, one of the young Taoist priests swept his eyes from the front of the sword gate, revealing a little suspicious, just faintly a little familiar, it seemed that in the crowd, there were quite familiar eyes that he was quite familiar with, but there were some unfamiliar eyes looking at him, but when he looked for it, he couldn't find anything.

"Cave poor!"

"Disciple is here!" the young Taoist priest retracted his gaze and said respectfully.

"You lead the junior brothers and sisters to enter the Sword Pavilion first, don't stick to one place, divide and dissolve, although the Sword Pavilion is dangerous, as long as you don't insist on going deeper, there won't be much trouble. ”

"Yes, Elder!"

......

"Brother Tai, foolish brother go first, remember to be careful and do what you can. ”

At this time, beside Su Qinian, the white-haired young man turned his head and said, stunned, where is the shadow of that young man.

Seventy miles of plank road, seventy miles of sword pavilion.

As soon as he stepped into it, Su Qinian felt the ubiquitous sharpness in the air.

The Sword Pavilion is steep, straight to the sky, even if it is down-to-earth, it also feels a sense of pinpricks, coming from the soles of the feet.

The plank road is very wide, can have 100 zhang, the rocks are craggy, all like knives and swords, the edges and corners are sharp, as if they can pierce the sky.

The vegetation here is also very sparse, and the only things that can grow in such sharp air are very sharp-looking beings, with old vines, thorns, and the fragrance of strange flowers, growing on spiky flower stems.

Su Qinian looked into the distance, the deeper the Sword Pavilion, the more blurry it became, and the air seemed to be gradually filled with a layer of mist, very pale, but it was not a grain of water droplets, but like a tiny ice cube, it looked very sharp.

Kendo edge!

Su Qinian took a deep breath, this sword pavilion really deserved to be the holy land of the sword, and the edge of the sword path actually faintly turned into a substantial existence, which could be found from the grass and trees in this plank road, and even from the chaos of stones and mist.

Walking in the Sword Pavilion, even if Su Qinian participated in the sword path, he also faintly comprehended, which can be called a bypass.

After walking for more than a hundred feet, when Su Qiannian was observing the sword-shaped grass in a remote corner, he saw a familiar figure, which was not the second son of the elder of the first peak of Shu Mountain.

Although it is only a hundred zhang away, the sharp edge in the air here is enough to cut the flesh and skin, with the cultivation of this young man who has not yet built a foundation, his qi and blood are weak, and it is difficult to form even the field, although the skin membrane has been condensed, how can it be able to block the edge of the sword path to cut from moment to moment, and at this time, blood flowers burst from time to time, leaving blood-colored sword marks on the already ragged gray robe again.

I saw the intertwining of sword marks of different shades of blood, which looked extremely hideous and desolate, but the young man gritted his teeth, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he did not have the slightest intention of turning around and retreating.

Su Qiannian raised his eyebrows, this young man's stubbornness is even beyond his imagination, and if he passes like this, his qi and blood will dry up, and then such a flesh injury will become an internal injury, until he dies.

Shout!

Suddenly, a sword light appeared, without the slightest warning, and it reached the young man's body in an instant.

The sudden change, the young man didn't expect it at all, his pupils contracted violently, and he wanted to avoid it, but the thought was born, but his body didn't have time to react, seeing that the sword light was coming, and even the sharp qi faintly revealed from the tip of the sword made his muscles tingle, as if he was about to burrow into his bones.

In the moment of life and death, many pictures appeared in his eyes, he saw his father turning around, the pitying eyes of his eldest brother, and the day before his mother died when he was a child, he entrusted him to the woodcutter under Shu Mountain to take him up the mountain.

His father treated him very well, and his eldest brother and stepmother also treated him well, but the most unbearable thing for him was the pair of pitying eyes, he clearly knew that his mother was unable to practice martial arts, so he was never able to climb Shushan, not Shushanmen, even if it was a relative, he could not stay on the mountain.

He is unwilling, what if his physique is weak, it is not non-existent to change his life against the sky in the world, although he understands that in the history of martial arts, there are only a few accounts that can be made, and those who fail to make it are annihilated in the long river of history, and I don't know how many.

Even so, if he doesn't fight, he can't change anything, he can't fight for a life, so what's the matter if he loses it?

Between the lightning and flint, many pictures appeared in front of his eyes, and he saw the tip of the sword enlarged in front of his eyes, which was the swordsmanship of Shushan.

His body couldn't move, and under the lock of the true intent of the sword control technique, his thoughts became slow, coupled with excessive blood loss, his consciousness began to blur, and everything in front of him began to become hazy.

Until a few breaths have passed.

The thoughts gradually relaxed, and his consciousness regained a little clarity, but he never felt the stinging pain of the sword blade approaching his body, and even the sharp qi that rushed to his face seemed to disappear.

As soon as his eyes moved, he saw the figure of a pure white and purple silk robe, it was a young man, his white hair danced lightly, and he was an inch in front of him with an index finger, and the tip of the sword was difficult to enter, and it was against the fingertip, as if it was not an index finger, but a divine wall, separating the sky and the earth.

Wudang little fairy?

The young man was stunned, a little stunned, these days there are too many people who pretend to be that one and imitate, the one in front of him looks extraordinary, looking at his temperament, there is also a little look, I don't know which one is the young master of that family, bare hands against the swordsmanship, this eyesight and physical attainment, is by no means an ordinary small family can be cultivated.

Airplanes!

It was a long sword that looked red as fire, and with a slight shock at this time, it shot out at great speed, and the sword did not work, and then retreated, the owner of this sword was really decisive.

But no matter how decisive he is, he hasn't even been able to practice the swordsmanship, how can he escape Su Qinian's palm.

I saw him raise his hand, and as soon as he grabbed the void, the backward sword light suddenly froze in mid-air, and then the sword light flashed and fell into the palm of his hand. (Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!There are still a thousand words left before the early morning, and I will make up tomorrow.) (To be continued.) )