I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Su Po shot, and Peng Ziling was extremely surprised.

Before this, he absolutely could not think that the opponent's target was actually from Chang'an City.

At the same time, the second half of the sentence that should laugh at me came from the jade pendant on his waist:

"...But Su Po's situation seems to be wrong, as if he has lost his past memory, or he is unsympathetic in his sword practice."

Su Po shot at this moment, as if he was verifying Ying's evaluation of him.

He cut out with a single sword, without stopping any leeway, and the goal was directed at Ao Ying.

To be precise, it should be the sheathless long sword in Ao Ying's hand.

Shen Herong seemed to be prepared.

She flashed around and rescued Ao Ying in time.

The long sword was thrown out.

Su Po's sword was everywhere, and the opponent's long sword broke at the sound.

As he did with the scabbard in the past, after Su Po Yijian destroyed the sheathless long sword, he ignored the crowd at the scene and turned away.

It seems that everyone present, whether they are foe or us, has nothing to do with him.

But this time, things changed.

Su Po just turned around to leave, but his movements suddenly stopped.

He stood in place, with a confused look rarely seen in his eyes.

Amidst the confusion, clear light was revealed, and then fell into confusion again, and so on.

Su Po stood in mid-air without saying a word, as if turning into a suspended statue.

With his appearance, Ao Ying, who was still in shock, and Chen Chaoyan on the side, were also confused by Monk Zhang Er.

Taiqing Palace instructor Peng Ziling frowned a pair of snow-white long eyebrows.

No matter how fast Shen Herong can improve, he still needs to practice now.

Su Po is different.

Peng Ziling could see that the other party had reached the pinnacle of the thirteenth stage, and it might be only half a step away from the fourteenth stage.

His kendo is more advanced than before.

If the two sides played against each other at the moment, Peng Ziling was indeed not fully sure that he could beat this opponent.

And the other party's current state is extremely strange.

Chen Chaoyan on the other side is not to be missed.

As Peng Ziling thought about it, his heart suddenly moved slightly.

He has great strength in cultivation and has a vast experience over thousands of years.

The sword intent radiated by the long sword in Ao Ying's hand could not be seen for the first time, but now in retrospect, it is somewhat similar to the sword that Su Po shot just now.

But among them, there are also differences.

Su Po cut this sword, perhaps because of the similarities between the two.

Then he looks like now, is it because of the difference between the two?

The sword intent in that long sword inspired him...

Right now, he was trying to figure out the sword intent of the long sword that he had just cut off.

Peng Ziling exhaled slowly.

From the ground under the rule of Chang'an such as Jing Dynasty and Yin Dynasty, there was news that the city lord of Chang'an personally shot and killed Qinghe Zhenren, Ninghuang Hanfeng and others.

In the rumors, Chang'an City Lord is a rare swordsman in the world.

If it hadn't been for Su Po's appearance in other places before, and the cultivation base of the thirteenth realm had been revealed, everyone would have to guess that the real body of Chang'an City Lord was the "sword demon" Su Po.

Peng Ziling had never seen the swordsmanship of Chang'an City Lord.

But the sword intent that can make Su Po fall into contemplation, is it the handwriting of Chang'an City Lord?

It can be seen that Su Po's current situation is indeed strange, and he is no longer the "sword demon" among the twelve Yamas of the past.

So now, will Chang'an City's actions be to reconquer Su Po?

Su Po figured out that the sword intent was successful. Will he succeed in reaching the next level and returning to Chang'an at the same time?

Thinking of this, Peng Ziling shook his head slowly.

He immediately took a move, and there was infinite sun thunder condensed in the air, and then turned into a tall Taiqing, standing upright, holding the universe.

In Taiqing, Peng Ziling pinched the same technique, so the invisible and intangible divine thunder spread all over the square instantly, covering Su Po, Shen He Rong and others.

Su Po's eyes were still confused and clear.

However, facing Peng Ziling's Taishi Wuxiang Divine Thunder, a tattered iron sword in his hand was immediately unsheathed, bringing the most gorgeous and coldest brilliance in the world.

The invisible and formless divine thunders seemed to be clearly visible in his eyes, and they were smashed by sword light.

The **** thunder chain exploded, and it seemed that there was nothing, but the whole world around him was turbulent, as if to be torn apart.

The two sides fought, and no one could help each other for a while.

Shen Herong guarded Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan, but his expression was a little serious.

Peng Ziling singled out Su Po and was not sure of victory.

But the veteran Taoist recruited a series of links, and he didn't mean to give up at all.

It seems that he has reinforcements and will be there soon.

Sure enough, Shen Herong thought about turning here, and he saw the distant sky in the north, suddenly a dark golden color.

Then, before ordinary people can blink their eyes, there is a huge black shadow flying over the crowd.

Its wings opened, and the sun dimmed suddenly.

It is clear that it is the current patriarch of the Golden-winged Roc Bird clan, Xuan Feng.

The Demon Sovereign of the Fifth Stage has a cultivation strength comparable to that of the human beings in the Fourteenth Stage.

Immediately after Xuanfeng, another majestic man in a dragon robe appeared.

Shen Herong also recognized each other.

The current emperor of the Dagan Dynasty, Song Jun.

Although not as fast as the Golden Winged Great Peng Bird Xuanfeng, the opponent can feel this place even after a while, as if seeing the distance of tens of thousands of miles as nothing, obviously has reached the fourteenth level of cultivation strength.

In the Daming Palace of Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun couldn't help but his eyes brightened when he saw this.

Emperor Qian Huang Song Jun also reached the fourteenth level of cultivation, which was something they hadn't expected before.

Look at Song Jun's appearance, it's not like a new breakthrough, it may be dressed up as a pig and eats a tiger, hiding his thoughts deeply.

Two people and one demon, three top powerhouses of the fourteenth stage gathered together, and the pressure brought about almost suffocated the two of Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan, who had a lower cultivation level.

Su Po's expression remained as usual, calm, without any emotions.

Facing three opponents in the Fourteenth Realm at the same time, he is now unable to win.

But he didn't mean to evade at the moment, and he still played against Peng Ziling without hurries.

During this process, his eyes were still confused and clear.

It seems that he would not give up unless he figured out the obstacles in his heart.

For this reason, being in a dangerous situation, like walking on thin ice, no longer cares.

"I'm leaving for him now. For us, it's a big problem." Peng Ziling said.

He worked hard with Xuan Feng and Song Jun to detect Chen Chaoyan's affairs, and he still called them to help. That is to say, he realized that the matter was important and should not hesitate to neglect.

When Dapeng Xuanfeng and Qianhuang Song Jun saw this, they didn't ask much, and each shot directly.

"Sword Demon" Su Po is no ordinary enemy.

Even if it is three to one, they need to be cautious.

Although they have their own minds, what Peng Ziling said is not bad, everyone first solved the enemy together, and then spoke slowly.

But just as Dapeng Xuanfeng and Qianhuang Song Jun joined the battle group, another sword light suddenly appeared in the distance.

Xuanfeng was furious, and between the shaking of the wings, the golden weather turned all the things, and suddenly there was endless sword energy surging, and those who came together attacked.

However, the sword of the opponent turned into a golden storm from thousands of sword auras.

Under the collision between the two sides, the person who came was a little bit at a loss, but the law was orderly and there was no sign of failure.

Dapeng Bird Xuanfeng, Peng Ziling and Song Jun, all moved slightly in their hearts.

The opponent's kendo is really brilliant.

One sword transforms all abilities and one sword transforms all phenomena. Although it is still the strength of the thirteenth realm, it actually has the style of a demon king in the Wanxiang realm.

When the sword aura and the storm cleared, a woman appeared.

The visitor looked 30 or 40 years old, graceful and gorgeous, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Taiqing palace teacher Peng Ziling and Qianhuang Song Jun were both awake.

The woman in front of him should be the female kendo master who Kong Shengzhen had said before and prevented him from going to Jiufeng Academy.

Now it seems that what Kong Shengzhen said was true.

The swordsmanship of the woman in front of her was really brilliant, and she was even better than Shushan Swordsmanship, comparable to that of "Sword Demon" Su Po in previous years.

Su Po's gaze swept towards the woman at this time.

But he quickly withdrew his gaze again, and his attention was still on his kendo.

Ao Ying was stunned on the spot.

She stared at each other intently, and was speechless.

On the contrary, the woman's gaze fell on her, softened a lot: "When you left, you were still young, but you can recognize Ying'er at a glance for your mother. Can Ying'er still be recognized as a mother?"

"Mother!" Ao Ying yelled, trying to plunge into the other's arms, but she was scrupulous about Peng Ziling and the others.

But the woman's figure flashed, she had already reached her, and then she hugged her into her arms.

"Mother, these years, I miss you so much." Ao Ying sobbed, her tears could not stop.

The woman hugged her and sighed, "Blame me, after returning to the teacher's gate, the teacher's gate suffered every change and was in trouble for her own mother. She was worried that it might involve you, so she never came back to see you. I can finally come to you for an errand, mother and daughter reunited."

"Mother, are you okay now?" Ao Ying was startled.

"The matter has not been completely resolved. This time Wei Niang came to see you in secret."

The woman said, "However, the turning point has already occurred, and we will be able to reunite often later."

Ao Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Peng Ziling and others frowned.

Song Jun looked at Peng Ziling.

The old Taoist said slowly: "It's Ao Kong's daughter."

While speaking, his eyes fell on the woman: "It turns out that it is Madam Ao, who is poor and disrespectful."

"The Taoist chief didn't dare to behave, the concubine is no longer a madam Ao."

The woman wiped away tears on Ao Ying's face: "It's just the mother of this child."

Qianhuang Song Jun said slowly: "In that case, you might as well take your daughter to find another place to reunite. I will never interfere."

Ao Ying was shocked when she heard the words, and quickly looked at her mother.

The woman patted her daughter's hand lightly, indicating that the other party didn't worry.

She turned her head and glanced at Song Jun, Peng Ziling and Xuanfeng: "It is not convenient to take her daughter away on this trip. Later, she will naturally go back to Chang'an. I will leave like this. Ying'er will be there later. Back in Chang'an, it’s hard to get along with people, and the concubine has no choice but to offend the three."

Dapeng Bird Xuanfeng snorted coldly: "Then you can die with them."

After all, the wings flicked, and the wind of ten thousand gangs fell like a knife.