The fingers slid slightly, Shui Jiao only symbolically struggled twice, and then fell into the river like a dead snake, Jing Yao took Neidan, Shui Jiao was dead and could not die anymore, although she was not a good person to kill, but she was never soft on the enemy.

The demon cultivator of the Jindan Realm, its inner dan can be sold for a lot of money, Jing Yao turned the inner dan in his hand.

Since she came to the world of cultivating immortals, she has always been poor, and it is difficult to move an inch when she has no money, she has a deep understanding.

However, as soon as she slapped her head, she scolded herself for becoming stupid, the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm, and the little magic power that turned stones into gold was just a small way in Taoism, and she couldn't help it.

Roughly discerning the direction, Jing Yao Imperial Sword flew, and he didn't know where to fly, let alone where he was, so he could only swim in the air by feeling.

Two hours later, Jing Yao saw the colorful beams of light rising into the sky in the distance, and there was a mysterious sword pressure coming from the mountains, and she couldn't help but move in her heart, what a familiar feeling, a scene from ten years ago came to her heart, it was the unique coercion of the Heavenly Sword, and she rushed over without hesitation.

The closer he got, the more familiar he became, Jing Yao was stunned, except for the different environments, isn't this the ruins of the Sword Sect? In the Great War of that year, the masters of the Buddhist Sect raised 100,000 mountains, completely changing the terrain, and making the Sword Sect a mountain within a radius of thousands of miles......

The shouting sound from not far away showed that two groups of people were fighting, Jing Yao looked at it casually, and this glance completely made her lose her mind.

A thin young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with long eyebrows and fine eyes...... But Edgeworth's technique still has its own shadow.

Jing Yao couldn't help but stare at it carefully.

I am sure that the young man in front of him is not an acquaintance, and his cultivation is only in the three realms of foundation building, but his opponent has the cultivation of the fusion realm, if it weren't for the sharp sword skills of the young man, he would have been taken down by the opponent.

Suddenly, I heard the roar of the high pit.

A figure shaped like a small mountain rushed over, huge and terrifying.

Swinging his fist at the young man's enemy, a pair of flaming fists revealed an incomparably terrifying power, and the opponent hurriedly sacrificed Tu Dun to meet the domineering punch.

There was a bang, and the tall figure only took a few steps backwards, but the enemy was like a kite with a broken string, breaking more than a dozen big trees in a row before stopping, his chest and abdomen were sunken, and his face was pale.

"Uncle Zhao!" the young man saluted respectfully and said in a low voice: "This person is a disciple of the Li family, so it's not easy to mess with." ”

That Uncle Zhao is burly, and from the back, he is really a great man, but his voice is not as majestic as his body, "he" said in a muffled voice: "Bullshit Li family, I really think that I am a cultivator of the royal family, why is the old lady afraid of him?"

Jing Yao couldn't help laughing.

This is her friend Zhao Shengnan, her first friend after crossing over, in the past, their group of disciples went down the mountain to try for a year, but half a year later, the Sword Sect encountered a catastrophe, but I didn't expect to meet it today.

Jing Yao didn't rush out to recognize each other, she just looked at Zhao Shengnan's back in a daze, her memory was like water, bleak and windy, and she said goodbye in ten years.

The young man had special respect for Zhao Shengnan, but he still said cautiously: "Uncle Zhao is a cultivator, so he is naturally not afraid of leaving home, but we ......"

Zhao Shengnan scolded with a smile: "Bullshit, the old lady knows how many catties and taels she has." Well...... Xiao Yu, do you know what kind of place this is?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and said seriously: "Sword Sect Ruins." ”

"Well, since it is the ruins of the Sword Sect, we are the masters. Zhao Shengnan's face showed a fierce light: "But look at it, do we still have the appearance of a master now?" The purpose of the Sword Sect is rather than bending, although it has survived in the cracks for ten years and has been hunted down by various sects, but the master is still there, and Senior Brother Lin is still ......."

Speaking of which,

She was infinitely lonely.

There was a name that always lingered in her mind, Lin Tianxing had been looking for it, almost stepping on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and his traces were all over the world, but that person seemed to have evaporated......

"You remember, Sword Sect would rather not bend. Zhao Shengnan said solemnly: "In this way, it lives up to the sword intent of that uncle." ”

"That uncle......

Xiao Yu pursed his lips, the rumored uncle was amazing in the world, he was the first-class peerless master of Tianji Tower, it seemed that Uncle Lin Tianxing was compared.

"What kind of person is that uncle?"

Zhao Shengnan said: "Of course, the elegance is unparalleled, and the face is not under the old lady." ”

The curvature of Jing Yao's mouth became bigger and bigger, and she almost couldn't help laughing, and the disciple of the Li family, who was severely injured by Zhao Shengnan, looked frightened, then it was clear that he was the same as you, so why not talk about it?

Just a few words also allowed Jing Yao to get some news, the disciples of the Sword Sect who left through the teleportation array back then had condensed into a force, although it was weak, but there were Yan Rui and Lin Tianxing in charge.

Xiao Yu trembled slightly and said, "Uncle Zhao...... Is this true?" According to his thoughts, the first-class people in the immortal cultivation world should not be hooked with Zhao Shengnan's appearance.

Zhao Shengnan didn't care about Xiao Yu's stiff expression, and sighed: "That's natural...... Sect Master Lu Ang passed on your Heavenly Sword Codex, you should cultivate it well......"

No wonder Xiao Yu's sword technique has its own shadow when it is used, it turns out that it has been passed down from generation to generation, but the sect leader is Lu Ang? This made Jing Yao a little surprised, that unruly kid......

"Phew. The Li disciple stood up with an ancient tree: "A group of lost dogs, wild dogs surviving in the cracks......"

"Well said. Zhao Shengnan roared, she looked at the Li disciple, and said in a cold voice: "Old lady, this wild dog, I overtook you today." ”

"Joke!"

An arrogant voice suddenly came from outside the sky, and his person was rampant, mockingly: "You are also worthy of surpassing the Li family's disciples?"

Zhao Shengnan was surprised.

Squinting her eyes and looking at the comer, the war hammer on her waist was held in her hand, she was not sure to defeat the visitor in the air, she knew this person, his name seemed to be Li Ke, the strong man of the Li clan, and his cultivation was at the peak of Yuanying.

And she herself only has the cultivation of fusing the Six Realms, and with her strange power and the immortal hammer in her hand, she can only barely cross the level of the fighting technique.

Li Ke sneered: "I don't know the current affairs, and the disciples I teach are also generally stinky and hard, do you really think that a single Lin Tianxing can set off a wave in the immortal cultivation world?"

Zhao Shengnan knew that he was not an opponent.

But the other party insulted the Sword Sect, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Fart, you old dog is messing around, you kind of going to fight with Senior Brother Lin......"

Over the years, Lin Tianxing has been running around, just to find Jing Yao, but there are countless outlaws under the sword, and even the older generation of strong people are also eyed by him.

The Li clan is a hidden family that has only appeared in recent years, and it once felt that the Sword Sect was like a hundred-legged insect that died without stiffness, and insisted on winning over this broken sect.

They did send someone to negotiate, maybe their tone was not very good, they were killed by Lin Tianxing's angry sword, and the head of the Six Yang Clans was sent back to the Li clan.