Fantasy: The Charming Master Is Sleeping, And The Stick Will Become Stronger

Qingzhou.

In the sky above Baiduan Mountain, a body that is almost as high as the sky, holding a terrifying long sword, slashed down following the movements of the young man below!

In an instant, a dazzling sword light brought all the Hitch of the young man forward and slashed forward, vowing to tear a hole in the restriction in front of the Qing Emperor's ruins.

In the crowd below, everyone who is still here is watching, wanting to witness all this.

"Is this the Dao Slashing Realm in Legendary? What a terrifying sword intent!"

"It is said that the Luoxia sword is an excellent holy weapon, so the restriction in front of the ruins won't really be torn apart by him, right?"

Some young disciples from the third-rate sect came with their parents and elders. After watching the senior brother with the highest cultivation in the sect enter, they stopped at the waiting place and waited silently.

Unexpectedly, seeing such a wonderful scene, he immediately exclaimed in surprise.

This third-rate sect is called the Biluo sect, not to mention seeing monks in the Dao Slashing Realm on weekdays, even their head is only at the peak of the Holy Realm;

So after seeing such a scene, knowing that this is the ruins left by Emperor Qing, I still feel a little shocked.

"Cut, where did the bumpkin come from?"

"This is the Qing Emperor's ruins. Although I don't know which stage the Qing Emperor left behind, but with his mere Dao Slashing Realm, how can he compete with the Emperor's prestige?"

"If he can't get in, he will be out of his wits."

At this time, a second-rate sect disciple next to him taunted him without showing any mercy.

But what he said was true, not to mention the Dao Slashing Realm, when the ancient secret realm was opened before, some old monsters from the Dharma-Promoting Realm crawled out of the ground and tried to force their way in by relying on their own cultivation.

But in just a few minutes, it was torn in half by the puppet guards outside the secret, and the blood splashed on the spot, causing heaven to cry.

That's why when I heard that kid from the third-rate sect commented like this, I couldn't help but reply.

"This little fellow Taoist, who did you call a bumpkin just now?"

After hearing such unreasonable sarcasm from the other party, the elder Yasheng who led the team from the third-rate sect stepped forward and came to the second-rate sect disciple who spoke rudely, ready to ask for an explanation.

Otherwise, others would really treat them as soft persimmons, and these disciples in the sect would not be able to hold their heads up in the future, and would no longer be proud of being disciples of the Biluo sect.

Of course he would not allow such a tragedy to happen.

"My son is talking about you, including you, a smelly and hard old bun."

But when his sub-sacred domain had just expanded a little, he was bounced back by another stronger sanctuary, unable to move forward halfway.

In the next second, a man in black with the appearance of a servant appeared in front of the disciple of the second-rate sect just now, blocking him behind.

"The Realm of a Saint!"

After feeling the pressure from that person, the third-rate elder's pupils shrank sharply. No matter how unhappy he was, he had no choice but to endure the humiliation he had suffered.

But in order to make himself a step down, he still clasped his fists with a glimmer of hope and said, "What is the meaning of this Taoist brother?"

"That's what it means to say that you are all bumpkins, do you understand?"

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't buy it at all, and instead touched the ashes of the nose.

"snort!"

"let's go!"

The elder Yasheng couldn't hold back his face, snorted coldly, and fled here in embarrassment with his disciples.

After all, you can't fight again, and if you fight hard, you will only be more embarrassing...

On the other hand, in the void, if you look straight from a distance, you will see a huge figure holding a long sword and slashing forward.

On another mountain peak far away from Baiduan Mountain, there is actually a cloud pavilion in the sky.

Four figures even scarier than the young man before were sitting cross-legged among them.

"Do you think he can succeed?"

"cannot."

A beautiful woman who still had her charm took a sip of the valuable snowflake tea in her hand, and responded indifferently.

And with the words "beautiful woman" falling, it seems that Baiduan Mountain will also have a result.

In front of Baiduan Mountain, no matter how powerful the titan giant sword in front was attacking, it didn't even stir up a grain of yellow sand around it.

hum!

Just when the gigantic holy sword was about to fall on the stamen of the Dao Dao, it slammed hard on the outer layer of light curtain.

In the vagueness, I can only see Yin and Yang flowing on the light curtain, forming mysterious patterns one after another.

At the same time, at the moment when they came into contact with the light curtain, with a loud bang, everyone saw the young man in sackcloth with the Dao Severing Realm being thrown flying with a sword, and his life and death were unknown.

And in the void, the huge Dharma statue above the sky gradually turned into a puff of smoke...

In the distance, the young man in sackcloth fell down in the desert covered in blood, and beside him was a long sword that was all red, like a sunset.

"Emperor Qing, why can't you give old people like me a chance!"

The young man struggled to get up from the ground, but the meridians all over his body had already been broken inch by inch, and his voice had become extremely old. Now that he was able to wake up, it was a flashback.

"The old man is unwilling!"

The wrinkled "youth" was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky with bulging eyes, raised his head slightly, and roared helplessly.

After finishing speaking, a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, and then fell down completely...

Next to him, the Luoxia sword had a spirit, as if it felt the death of the sword holder, it screamed in the autumn wind.

Little did they know that some people with ulterior motives rushed over here as early as the moment the young man was thrown away, lay in ambush, and waited quietly.

It wasn't until he was completely exhausted and died that he got out.

"I just happen to be short of a weapon that is handy with a sword, and the Luoxia Sword is just right."

While some people were still hesitating, a figure of White laughed and flew towards the Luoxia Sword on the ground.

"Dare!"

"presumptuous!"

Those who were a little slower could only watch that white figure rushing towards Luoxiajian.

However, just when he was ecstatically thinking that this sacred sword was already in his pocket.

The long sword that was originally stuck on the ground suddenly flew up, and then pierced directly behind him with lightning speed.

"How can it be…"

The man in white lowered his head, looked at the big hole in his chest pierced by the Luoxia sword, struggled to turn around to find out, but he couldn't see it and fell down completely.

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious woman wearing a veil behind her was revealed.

And the Luoxia Sword is also being held in the hands of the mysterious woman.

She stretched out her hand to caress the blade of Luoxia Sword, both as if wiping the blood on it, and as if comforting it.

"not good!"

In the dark, the person who also came here to snatch the Luoxia sword felt cold after seeing this scene, and quickly backed away in the next second.

But before they escaped far, a fiery red sword shadow chased up at an even faster speed, smashing everyone to pieces!

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