The first cause of all realms

Chapter 345 Hundred-step Flying Sword and Hundred-step Flying Arrow! (Second more)

Seven Killing Shrine, Montenegro Old Demon...

Seeing this piece of information, the first thought that popped up in Yang prison's mind was that 'Ma Longtu' was looking for death.

The Seven Killing Shrine is the hidden sect of the Sirius Dynasty. Its reputation may not be as good as the Hanging Mountain, Lanke Temple, Zhujian Villa, and Xuanjiantai, but it is also a famous sect in the world.

What's especially frightening is that the Seven Killing Shrine is a single lineage, and it will not accept disciples until the end of life.

Therefore, after 800 years of inheritance, there are only six people in the Seven Killing Shrine!

The current Lord of the Palace of Seven Kills is the sixth-generation Black Mountain old demon, and the strongest in all dynasties. He has been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint decades ago, and is also known as the Double King of the Golden Tent along with 'Tantai Mie'.

Although Ma Longtu is ranked seventh in the list of mountains and rivers, what chance does he have of winning?
The so-called Mountain and River List is just a list that has been circulated in the martial arts. It is said that it records the 30 strongest martial arts people in the contemporary martial arts world.

However, this list does not have much credibility, and it is far inferior to Xuankong Mountain's 'Shen Gong Mystery List'.

Because this mountain and river list only records the masters of martial arts in various countries, such as Wei Zhengxian and Qiu Fengwu, the great masters of the imperial court are not among them at all.

Therefore, this piece of information seems very abrupt.

The Shanhe list may not be very reliable, but Ma Longtu who dared to challenge the Black Mountain old demon must also be a master at the master level. Such a person has no reason to seek death.

some of……

"Guest officer, this is the profound stone you want."

Yang Qiu flipped through the mansion to tell the time, the shop assistants came and went, followed by a few strong men, carrying a lot of linen sacks.

After saying this, the guy looked at the black dog as big as a calf with fear on his face. It's not that he has never seen a dog before, but he has never seen such a big one.

"let it go."

Yang Jian closed the residence newspaper, took out a bank note and handed it to the shop assistant.

He has never stopped on the road of smelting black stones. Everywhere he goes, he will buy a batch. It is not as scarce as pills, and there is no shortage of black stones anywhere.

The practice of melting gold to refine the body is also a work of water grinding. It took more than ten or twenty years for Ji Longshan to smelt hundreds of refined black iron into the body.

These days, he has smelted quite a lot of profound stones, but the magnetic force can also be said to be negligible, although it can affect iron objects within Zhang Xu to a certain extent.

But it's not easy to "catch the sword with empty hands". There is still a long way to go before he expected that a city of swords and swords will rise into the sky with a long cry.

"Thank you, sir."

The store clerk smiled and took the banknote and returned it, and directed a few strong men to put it down.

"Smelting black stones."

Yang Jue thought to himself, his right hand kept turning a few iron eggs, but if you looked closely, you would find that he didn't exert any force at all, these iron eggs were turning by themselves.

call!
For a moment, Yang Jue seemed to be aware of it, and when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure appearing on the third floor of the opposite restaurant.

Dressed in white, with a graceful figure, black hair reaching to the waist, and exquisite facial features that look unique due to anger, it is Yu Lingxian.

The two looked at each other through the window, their eyes were cold.

"How long are you going to follow?"

Yu Lingxian snorted softly, the distance of tens of feet can't stop the communication between the two, and they won't even be heard by outsiders.

She couldn't help being angry.

The little thief on the opposite side who robbed her of the red-eyed white crane did not know what method he used, and it was better than Yu Fengxian's nose, and he has been entangled with him for nearly a month.

In January, all the strongholds where I settled down were taken away!
It's not that she didn't think about fighting back, but this person is not only physically strong, but also has excellent swordsmanship and light kung fu, not only that, but also has a terrifying archery skill.

Cooperating with the red-eyed white crane who robbed him, he was completely killed in turn after several ambushes...

"Yang is less than [-] this year. If he maintains his health properly, it will not be difficult to live to [-]."

Yang Jue turned the iron egg in his hand, and said lightly:

"The saint is affected, and if she runs for another 120 years, it will be almost the same."

It has been nearly a month since the end of the Pingdushan illusion. During these days, he followed Yu Lingxian all the way, greatly supplementing his withered money bag and bottomed out medicine pills.

In the past few days, the information and medicinal materials he bought, the golden iron beans he swallowed, the mysterious stones and ingredients he collected all came from here.

The only pity is that most of the pills taught by Lian Sheng are refined by evil methods, and not many are easy to use.

Fortunately, the big black dog is not picky about food, and has become more and more sturdy these days. Once the blood is stimulated, the shoulder height will be six feet high, enough to tear tigers and leopards apart.

Click!

Yu Lingxian almost gritted her teeth:
"It takes me a few times to understand, your old man, really, really, really lost!"

"I know."

Hearing the breezy response from the other side, Yu Lingxian clenched her hands tightly, her eyes spitting fire:

"Know that you are still chasing me?"

"If you lose it, then you have to find it."

Yang Jue took a sip of wine, his attitude was cold and firm:

"Otherwise, I'm going after you!"

Yu Lingxian didn't lie. Yang Jue knew this very well. However, it was precisely because of this that he wanted to chase after this woman.

The Liansheng Sect has deeply cultivated the people, and when it is powerful, it almost spreads to the villages that the imperial court can't reach. If you want to find someone, there is no one more suitable than them.

At least, it is countless times faster than him alone.

"You really think I can't do anything to you?!"

Yu Lingxian took a deep breath, she really couldn't bear it anymore.

First, she was chased and killed by Yu Fengxian for nearly a year, and finally got rid of her, and then came the more ruthless Yang Beheading, even if she thought she was still calm, she was almost about to explode.

So bullying!
"You can try it."

Yang prison dropped his cup and smiled:

"I have a lot of time to play slowly with you."

"Yang Prison!"

Yu Lingxian couldn't help holding on to the long sword, but he let go of it immediately. The opposite restaurant, Yang Jian also seemed to feel it. He lowered his eyes and saw the end of the long street, the city gate.

Someone came slowly.

He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and his majestic face was full of wind and frost. He had empty sleeves and nothing long on his body, except for a long sword wrapped in cloth strips behind his back.

As he stepped forward, there was an extremely sharp sword intent in the invisible, which was more piercing than the cold wind in midwinter.

Inside and outside the long street, everyone has noticed the unusual atmosphere, and without anyone reminding them, they have retreated cleanly and only watched the battle from a distance.

Yang Jue felt a heat in his heart, and in the cauldron of gluttony, the Longyuan sword jumped for a moment, this time the beating was much stronger than when he met Qin Jinfeng before.

"This person..."

Yang Jue's heart moved, and he immediately frowned, Long Yuanjian jumped that one, and calmed down again.

Such a master of swordsmanship is not even recognized? !
Gently stroking his chest, Yang Ju was speechless for a while.

To be promoted to Kuixing, he had to complete the three major ceremonies. At first, he thought it was the ritual of Long Yuan's Ghost Slaying Sword, which seemed the simplest.

At this moment, it seems that this is not the case at all.

This middle-aged swordsman's aura is extremely strong, maybe not as good as Wei Zhengxian, but he is also better than Xiao Zhan, he is probably a master-level swordsman.

However, it still cannot be recognized by Long Yuanjian...

"The Great Sword Master Canghai."

Seeing that Yang Ju frowned and said nothing, Yu Lingxian was in a good mood immediately, as if an iceberg had thawed, a smile emerged:

"Yang, you are in trouble!"

After saying that, he has retreated from the window, and after a while, the breath has disappeared on the long street, going far away.

"Finally, I've caught up with you."

At the end of the long street, the sea was slowly exhaling turbid air, with a rather unfriendly expression on his face.

When flattening Dushan, because of the existence of Wei Zhengxian and another person hiding in the dark, he couldn't take the opportunity to make a move, and originally thought of catching up later.

Who would have thought that the beast would never show up again as soon as he rode the red-eyed white crane, so much so that he chased him for nearly a month, and three or four horses ran away to death.

While speaking, he took off the cloth-wrapped sword behind him, and slowly opened it. It could be seen that it had no sheath or handle, but it exuded a sharp edge that could not be ignored.

"The Hundred Step Flying Sword of Qixuanmen."

Yang Jue felt the familiar atmosphere, and only then remembered what Qiu Zhanyu had said before, the master who was suspected to have come back to kill him.

but……

"It stands to reason that Yang should satisfy you since you came all the way to die. Unfortunately, Yang has other important things to do and cannot send you off for the last time..."

boom!
A gust of wind picked up.

All the drinkers in the house were startled, and looked sideways, and saw Yang Jue's figure like lightning, with one hand holding the cloth bag containing the mysterious stone, and the other hand picking up the back of the big black dog, and he had already rushed out of the window.

"Want to escape?!"

Cang Hai's complexion darkened, and he also became violent. With his feet, he leaped several feet. While borrowing his strength several times, he let out a soft voice of reprimand:

"cut!"

laugh!
Jian Feng is faster than Sonic!

Almost the moment he stepped out of the restaurant, Yang Jue felt a chill on his back, his blood burst out, his feet stepped on the wind, his body changed, and he avoided the direct light of the sword.

"What a fast sword!"

As soon as Yang Jue's eyes were fixed, he saw that the handleless flying sword pulled back again, pulling out the shadow of the sword all over the sky, bursting with anger, amidst the exclamation and astonishment of the people inside and outside the long street, it shot away again.

Its speed is so fast that people's eyes are overwhelmed, and it doesn't go straight, but like a very skilled swordsman, using all kinds of sword moves.

boom!
With one fall, the restaurant was almost trampled over, and Yang Qiang used his strength to rise several feet again. At the same time, there was a crane cry in the sky.

"Don't think about it!"

The sea drank loudly, and stepped forward to follow.

The hundred-step flying sword, as the name suggests, the limit is a hundred steps, it is absolutely impossible to kill someone thousands of miles away, so he must be within a hundred steps of Yang prison.

At the same time of chasing, the ten fingers changed, pinched constantly, and urged again!

Loudly!
The sound of the sword resounded through the long street, and a flying sword shot out, and the sword shadows shot out all over the sky, slashing at Yang Ju as if covering the sky and covering the sun.

Cang Hai has made a real move with this sword, and he never believes that there are still people who can completely avoid it.

However, in the next instant, there were bursts of thunder in his ears.

"Um?!"

His heart was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw a white crane swooping down, and a man in black robes on top of it bent his bow and set an arrow, pointed the arrow at the sword, and shot at himself at the same time!
Accompanied by a shout of anger and the sound of gold and iron clanging, Yang Jue stepped on the wind and landed on the back of the crane. He grabbed the four-element bow from the hand of the living dead.

In less than an instant, four arrows of light fell simultaneously.

"Heavenly Will Four Elephant Arrows?!"

　It's a bit late, let's continue to code, everyone sleeps first.

　
(End of this chapter)