The first cause of all realms

Chapter 346 Shake the flying sword with bare hands! (Add more updates for Shangxianqitian)

Open the full moon with the bow, shoot out the chain of arrows!
Yang Jue's reaction was so fast, within one-tenth of an instant, he had already burst out with energy and blood, urging the real gun, and under layers of tremendous force, he shot out the four arrows of heaven's will!
wind!
This archery technique, which has been practiced for the longest time, has not yet achieved great success. Among the four arrows of wind, thunder, rain and lightning, Yang Jue still only realized this one arrow.

However, after many days of practice, his attainments in this arrow are almost complete!

Four arrows burst out, faster than sound waves!
The sea didn't have time to raise its head, and the air burst didn't have time to explode. The four arrows were already engulfed in the rolling turbid waves, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, falling down.

boom!
The moment he sensed the four arrows of heaven's will, Cang Hai had already mobilized his true energy, qi and blood, and wanted to resist the four arrows, and took the opportunity to mobilize the hundred-step flying sword to take down the beast.

However, what he didn't expect was that these four arrows that had clearly locked on him turned back suddenly under almost impossible circumstances!
"This is?!"

The sea was moved, his pupils shrank, and at this moment, he actually sensed the aura of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword.

Hundred-step flying arrow? !
His heart was shocked, and immediately his eyes were tearing apart, and he yelled:
"How brave!"

However, his angry rebuke obviously couldn't be faster than the arrow light, it was almost just a glimpse, the four arrows had all turned back and hit his flying sword with great force!
boom!
Qi and blood mingled, hearts were connected, this impact was like a thunderbolt exploding in front of your eyes, even if it was the sea, you couldn't help but flicker.

But he was seeing the flying sword thrown away, as well as the palm that swooped down from the air and reached for his flying sword.

"You want to take my flying sword?!"

In an instant, Cang Hai came to his senses, regardless of his mental trauma, he let out a long and incomparable howl:
"cut!"

For this flying sword, he spent half his life working hard, pushing it to the height of a thousand forgings!
The sound of its sharp edge, even if it is a great master or even a martial sage, if he dares to reach out to grab it, he can cut off his claws!

however,
Yet again!
Just as he was urging the sword art, trying to swallow the sharpness, an indescribable force descended instantly, cutting off his sense of the flying sword.

what? !

Looking at the howling air waves and the sky where the stellar energy rolled away, Cang Hai's mind was blank for a moment: "My sword! ! '

"Giving goose feathers from thousands of miles away is light in courtesy and affection. Canghai Great Swordsman is really bold, so Yang has no choice but to be disrespectful!"

The white crane spread its wings, and the air flow surged, but it couldn't stop the sound from falling.

"you……"

Hearing these words, Cang Hai's face turned pale and then turned red, and he couldn't bear it any longer, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of scalding and crystal clear blood:
"Yang Prison!!!"

The roar resounded throughout the city like thunder, and lasted for a long time.

Boo!
The white crane croaked.

"So sharp?! I'm afraid this sword has been forged thousands of times..."

On the back of the crane, Yang Jue turned his palm over, the sword marks were deep enough to see the bone, almost cutting his palm open.

Retrieving objects in the mustard space requires real contact, even if there is a gap between his own real body, it will not work. Therefore, he still failed to take the sword this time.

However, with his manipulation of his body at this time, not a single drop of blood flowed out, and most of the wound was healed in the slow motion, leaving only a wisp of sword intent that could not be healed.

"It's a good man to send a sword from thousands of miles away."

Hearing the angry shout from behind, Yang Jue felt relieved, but it was too late to tangle with him, because Yu Lingxian escaped again.

During this month's chase, he didn't really fight this saint, so he didn't know how her martial arts were, but her escaping skills were truly unparalleled.

Among them, he avoided his thousand-mile lock soul several times, just like this time, after a short delay, he had lost Yu Lingxian's aura.

As a sect that has been hiding in the shadows all year round, the method of concealment taught by Liansheng Sect is much more advanced than that of Six Doors and Jinyiwei.

If not, with Yu Fengxian's means, it wouldn't be impossible to catch up with Yu Lingxian for more than half a year.

But Yang Ju didn't panic, and drove the red-eyed white crane down, and at the same time fed the big black dog a pill.

With the increase in the level of blood exchange, warriors can strengthen their physique, and dogs can do the same. In fact, this kind of strengthening is more immediate and exaggerated than that of warriors themselves.

The dog's sense of smell is many times better than that of humans, and the overall sensitivity is beyond imagination, and this big black dog obviously knows where his talent lies.

In the past few months, after the level of blood gas has risen, the one who chooses to strengthen is all the sense of smell!

Now, the blood level of this big black dog is only equivalent to "Qi and blood like a tiger", but its sense of smell is enough to smell any smell within a radius of twenty miles in an instant!

Yes, any flavor.

Whether it's a thousand or a hundred thousand!

……

……

Disguise, shrink bone and change shape, change breath, deceive perception, cover up smell...

While running, Yu Lingxian exhausted all the methods taught in the teaching, and he did not spare the slightest bit of his inner breath, qi and blood, and walked swiftly.

However, even so, she was still a little apprehensive, wondering if she could hide the truth from Yang Behead who was sharper than a dog's nose behind her.

Even, she didn't know where she could go, where she should go...

Whoosh!

In the gust of wind, Yu Lingxian was a little confused. For a moment, there was a terrifying illusion that the world was so big that he had nowhere to hide.

The legendary Four Great Gods of the Six Doors may not be like this.

In the past month, she thought more than once that she had gotten rid of the tracking, but the result was that every stronghold was blocked...

In several strongholds in Baizhou, some people even suspect that they have betrayed the sect...

"The hundred-step flying sword of Canghai Great Sword Master is alone in Longyuan. With his master's means, even if he can't kill this person, he can at least stop him once or twice, right?"

Yu Lingxian was a little confused and uncertain.

Where should I go?
do you want to go?

Amid anxiety and confusion, several days have passed. In these few days, she has been out day and night, and only goes to places with many people to avoid any possible exposure.

"I haven't seen the red-eyed white crane for three days. Did I really get rid of him?"

Looking at the city of Baizhou, which was visible in the distance, she felt suspicious and fell into hesitation.

"Junior Sister Yu, let's stay!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in her ear.

A beautiful woman in a plain yellow skirt turned around from a forest and looked at Yu Lingxian, mocking in surprise:

"I heard that some masters accurately pointed out my six strongholds. I also found a traitor in Taoism, but it turned out that my junior sister led the way!"

"Senior Sister Lin..."

Yu Lingxian stopped and recognized the person, but it was the saint 'Lin Surong' who was in charge of the affairs of the Baizhou Sect.

Lin Surong's words were sharp and suspicious:
"I heard that you led people to take away more than 30 strongholds of your own in Qingzhou this year. I still don't believe it. But I don't want to, you came here to harm my mother again!"

"..."

Yu Lingxian was at a loss for excuses, and was silent for a moment before saying:
"You say yes, so be it!"

She is not a person who is good at words, facing this senior sister who has always had a bad relationship with her, she feels even more reluctant to speak, and she is tired physically and mentally.

"The 27 saints under my mother's seat, you are the first to be taken away from the old nest and all the strongholds under your jurisdiction. Junior sister Niu is better than you in such a bad place in Yunzhou!"

Lin Surong snorted coldly.

Before the words finished, there was a yelling sound from a distance: "Grandma's Lin Surong, my old lady is called Lin Wenjun now! If you dare to call me wrong again, I will tear your mouth off!"

The words fell to people, wearing tulle, soft and charming, but it was Lin Wenjun, the saint of Yunzhou taught by Liansheng.

"Senior Sister Lin is here too?"

Seeing her, Yu Lingxian's expression softened, and he barely had the desire to speak.

"Rip my mouth?"

Lin Surong sneered, but did not provoke her.

"Junior Sister Yu, it's only been so long since we last said goodbye, why are you in such a mess?"

Seeing the disheveled Yu Lingxian, Lin Wenjun was in a good mood:

"I heard that you have been hunted down for more than a year, I'm so happy..."

"If you were me, it wouldn't be much better!"

Yu Lingxian was annoyed, but she didn't want to argue with them here, so she said in a deep voice, "Let's change places, this is not a place to talk."

Lin Surong and Lin Surong looked at each other, but they didn't refute. The ridicule was ridicule. It's always good to have more people to help them with what they are going to do this time.

"Go back to the main rudder. There are not many people in the rudder these few days, so it's good for talking."

Lin Surong proposed.

"...Let's go to another place." Yu Lingxian looked around subconsciously, always feeling that there were eyes staring at her.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, Lin Wenjun laughed directly: "Junior Sister Yu is really scared?"

"That man is no small matter."

Yu Lingxian was expressionless.

"It's fine if you don't come, come, just catch it! I heard that Yang Qiu has Dao fruit in his hand, just take a look!"

Lin Surong flicked her fingers, turned and left.

Yu Lingxian hesitated slightly, but still followed.

However, Lin Surong spoke very slowly, but he did not take the two of them to the main helm, but found a nearby stronghold to enter, which was a manor built outside the city.

"call!"

Only now did Yu Lingxian heave a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved.

After chasing and fleeing for a full month, even with pills tonic, she is really exhausted.

"A few days ago, my mother had a decree, asking me to summon experts from the three states..."

Lin Surong glanced at Yu Lingxian:

"Unfortunately, you may not be the only one in Qingzhou, Qi Longsheng seems to have died long ago..."

Yu Lingxian felt blocked in his heart, but couldn't, so he could only talk about him from left to right:
"What is the purpose of the old mother's law?"

"The decree is naturally burned after reading."

Seeing Yu Lingxian's unusual expression, Lin Surong became even more curious. In her impression, this junior sister has never been so weak.

Immediately asked:
"Then how high is Yang Jue's martial arts, that he can scare you into such a state? I heard that he once took over Wei Zhengxian's palms. Could it be that he is already a master of casting hundreds of scriptures?"

Lin Wenjun also listened with interest.

Because the stronghold of the Liansheng Sect in Qingzhou was almost completely destroyed, they also knew very little about what happened in Qingzhou in the past few years.

"Master..."

Yu Lingxian paused, with a complicated expression:

"He hasn't been refined into a furnace of energy and blood yet..."

"what?"

The two women looked at each other, and they both saw each other's astonishment and suspicion:
"Then what is he capable of chasing you down to such an extent?"

It's no wonder that the two of them didn't believe it. In fact, Yu Lingxian wouldn't believe it herself if she hadn't experienced it herself.

There are 27 of them, selected from countless people, the most gifted baby girls, cultivated with all kinds of precious medicines, and obtained the old mother's autobiographical skills.

Looking at the world, it is enough to say that the talent is first-class.

That's all for Yu Fengxian, this person is suspected to be from the Zhang family, and he has realized the invincible Tiangang, so it's okay for Yu Lingxian to lose.

Is there anyone else who can hunt him down to such a bleak situation with a body of the same rank?

"he……"

Yu Lingxian opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly a warning signal sounded, and the familiar voice came again erratically.

"Is the saint going to use Yang's hand to eradicate dissidents?"

The sound falls with the wind, and the people also arrive.

Standing in front of the main room, Yang Jian looked around at the three women in the room with a delicate expression:

"It's not impossible, but you have to pay more!"

　Good night, everyone, I will deliver it at midnight, and I am asleep.

　
(End of this chapter)