I just want to be a quiet man

Su Lijing nodded slightly, "Yuanyuan Huakong Mirror" was refined by him after imitating the "Wanhuaming Mirror" specially used for the Dharma Treasure of the Chongming School and the Supervisory Hall.

[Wanhua Ming He Jing] is the top magic weapon of the Supervision Hall, which claims to be able to peek into Jiu Ming from below, and to explore Jiu Xiao from above. All affairs in the world can be seen through with one mirror!

And the [Yuan Yuan Hua Kong Jing] he imitated can only monitor one area, but when refining, he added many concealment methods, so, compared to this [Wan Hua Ming He Jing], other Concealment is stronger.

Right now, in order to keep abreast of Pei Ling's movements, he asked his subordinates to secretly spy on the opponent's Fazhou with this mirror.

Thinking of this, Su Lijing said lightly: "Got it."

Seeing that the Lord had no other orders, the black-robed monk retreated and left.

In the secret room, only Su Lijing was left alone. He looked at the pool of blood in front of him and groaned slightly.

The sword god of the Hanyan Sword Sect has been the top talent of the nine sects since he entered the Tao. The name of the sword god is recognized by the nine sects. Among them, the strongest one!

In the last battle against counterfeits, he, the leader of Tianshengjiao, the Great Buddha Order of the Reincarnation Pagoda, and the owner of Wushi Villa all fought against that sword god.

After several fights, Su Lijing, the leader of Tianshengjiao, and the Great Buddha Order of the Reincarnation Pagoda fought to a draw with the Sword God one after another, and none of them noticed any problems.

But after the owner of Wushi Villa fought with the sword god, he bluntly said that the other party was just an incarnation, and the deity did not come to Jiuyi Mountain at all!

The original plan of the Reincarnation Pagoda in the war against counterfeits was to draw all the main forces of the five sects of the counterfeit way to the boundary of Jiuyi Mountain by besieging Jiuyi Mountain and slaughtering the people under its rule. Can kill more creatures.

In the end, because of the sword god sitting in the rear and some other arrangements of the hypocrisy, the battlefield has always been at the boundary of Jiuyi Mountain, and it has not really spread to the other four sects of the hypocrisy...

Therefore, it is the best opportunity for Pei Ling to challenge that sword god this time!

Tiexiong Tuo of Yanxi City used the [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner]; One of the five sword intents!

If Pei Ling can win this battle, it will be a miserable victory!

You have to be ready to shoot at any time...

Thinking of this, Su Lijing stood up and was about to walk out of the secret room when he saw a figure in black robe suddenly appear in the secret room.

It was just that subordinate who had just left and returned. After seeing Su Lijing, he quickly knelt down on one knee and said quickly: "My lord, I just received the news that Cheng Dun, the Great Elder of the Hanyan Sword Sect, , is already fighting Pei Ling!"

Hearing this, Su Lijing's complexion did not change at all.

He has met Cheng Dun, the great elder of the Han'an Sword Sect, many times. This person is quite capable, but even Zhong Kui Youzhi, Tie Xiong Tuo, and Cen Fangwo are not Pei Ling's opponents. This Cheng Dun is just looking for death!

"There is no need to report such trivial matters." Su Lijing said calmly at the moment, "Don't waste my time."

Hearing the words, the black-robed monk hurriedly said again: "Cheng Dun please bring out the ancestral sword of Jianzong Qijian Mountain, and it contains one of Wu Jianyuan's five sword intentions!"

Ancestral sword?

Wu Jianyuan's sword intent?

Su Lijing was taken aback for a moment, but after he realized it, he didn't say anything, and his figure disappeared from the secret room in an instant.

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Valley of Five Colors.

The darkness pervading the entire valley slowly dissipated like an ebbing tide, and the [Mist of the Nether Sky] faded away, revealing the true face of this place.

Pei Ling and Mo Lilan stood up in the air with their sleeves flapping.

In the void not far from them, stood Cheng Dun, who had countless cracks all over his body, and before him, at some point, there appeared a tall and straight figure, with a bamboo crown and cloud shoes, wearing a crow-green cassock, his eyes were like purple lightning, Gu Pan The room is cold and mighty, and it is shining brightly, as if it can penetrate the whole world.

The two sides faced each other at a distance, separated by a huge sword mark like an abyss.

Pei Ling's attention had already been fully focused on the sword cultivator in the crow green dharma robe, the master of the Han An Sword Sect, the sword god He Fuqiong!

That sword just now... so fast!

Moreover, with only one sword, he split his [Mist of Nether Sky] and shattered the fairy technique [Great Dream of Nether Sky]!

The strength of this sword god is stronger than that of Cheng Dun who holds the ancestral sword and has a terrifying sword intent in his body!

Emperor Zhongkui of the Liugai Dynasty, Tiecheng Lord of Yanxi City, Master Cen of Suzhentian...these opponents he had fought hard before were no match for the opponent's sword just now!

Chapter 139: Accept the challenge now.

Seeing the scene of rabbits rising and falling in the arena, the void outside the Valley of Five Colors fell silent for a moment, and it took a while for the monks of the four sects watching the battle to come back to their senses.

Sword God is here!

The old man of Jiuyi Mountain said in a deep voice: "Sword God intervenes... Cheng Dun was defeated just now?"

Although they have been watching the battle from the sidelines, but after the casting of the [Day of the Underworld], there is no way to peep into the specific situation inside.

Moreover, it was different from the last battle of Yanxi City's hopeless Ze Zhong Tie City Lord. In that battle, although Tie City Lord fell into a big dream, his tricks were wide open, covering the field of vision and blocking the perception of divine sense. [Mist of the Nether Sky] was messed up here and there, but the real battle process can still be seen roughly.

But this time, the [Mist of the Nether Sky] was like mercury pouring down the ground, filling the vast valley of five colors without leaving any gaps.

Until this moment when the sword god made a move, and the sword marks separated the entire battlefield, they didn't see anything about the specific process during this period!

Qi Zilang focused on Gu Zhong, and immediately shook his head: "Impossible!"

"Even if Cheng Dun is not as strong as Pei Ling, but now that he holds the ancestral sword and uses the sword intent of Wu Jianyuan, it is impossible for him to lose so quickly!"

"Sword God probably just wanted to save Cheng Dun, so he intervened suddenly."

Empress Liu Greed's eyes flickered, she nodded slightly, and agreed: "That's right. In this battle, Pei Ling challenged the sword god, but it was Cheng Dun who came to challenge."

"And he also brought the Ancestral Sword and Wu Jianyuan's Sword Intent, and he probably came here without telling the Sword God."

Wenren Lingse glanced at Qi Zilang and Empress Liuda, but did not speak.

When Pei Ling's cultivation level was only in the early stage of the Dao, Tiecheng Master and Master Cen were already defeated. Now that his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Dao, it is very easy to defeat Cheng Dun.

Fellow Daoist Qi and Empress Liu Greed underestimated Pei Ling...

At this time, in the valley of five colors, in the middle of the sky, He Fuqiong looked at Pei Ling, and suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist Pei, my junior brother has already been defeated, this battle will end here, how about it?"

Hearing the Sword God's opening, he conceded defeat on behalf of Cheng Dun. The old man of Jiuyi Mountain, Suzhentian Qi Zilang, and Empress Liu Greed were all shocked!

The faces of the three of them were full of inconceivable expressions.

How long has this battle just started?

Cheng Dun held the ancestral sword of the Han Anjian Sect, and he tolerated and realized Jianyuan's sword intent regardless of life and death, how could he lose so quickly?

Just when the three cultivators were extremely shocked, Pei Ling said in a flat voice: "The victory and defeat have been decided, so naturally it will end here."

When he spoke, he had already held Mo Lilan's palm.

The palms of the two touched each other, and Mo Lilan instantly turned into a mass of substantial darkness, which quickly merged into her body.

Immediately, dense dark red lines appeared all over Pei Ling's body, which looked very strange.

After a while, the darkness completely disappeared, and the dark red lines on Pei Ling's body also gradually disappeared, and his lowered aura immediately recovered completely.

Seeing that Pei Ling is so talkative, He Fuqiong was a little surprised. Although he hadn't watched Pei Ling's previous three battles, he had heard about the behavior of this Chong Ming sect's holy son in the past two years.

Legend has it that this holy son was born with a deep demonic nature, ruthless and merciless, and never left a life in his hands, even his siblings and blood relatives.

But when I saw it today, it was completely different from the rumors.

When his thoughts turned, He Fuqiong said briefly: "Thank you."

Immediately turned around and looked at Cheng Dun, "How are you doing now?"

Cheng Dun's long hair was disheveled, and his originally handsome face was horrible at this moment. Blood flowed out of his seven orifices unstoppably. fell into the earth.

Cracks appeared on the exposed face, neck, and hands, like when porcelain was burnt out. What is shocking is that all the cracks are still opening towards the inside of his body.

In the blood, liquids of other colors gradually mixed and gushed out.

On his blood-stained cheeks, bones could already be seen inside.

[Sword Slaying Immortal] Unparalleled fierceness, it has become more and more unbearable, and it is about to break out!

He Fuqiong's complexion gradually became serious.

Junior Brother Cheng's Taoist body must be lost!

Right now [Sword Intent to Slay Immortals] has begun to erode his soul. Now he will send this junior back to the sect, cut off his body first, and then cut off the eroded part of his soul. It is no problem to save his life, but his soul is not complete. , the next step is to reshape the physical body, and there is no hope of longevity...

Do not!

It's not the Dao of Longevity, but it's impossible to even restore the cultivation base of the Dao stage!

At this time, Cheng Dun raised the ancestral sword with his blood-stained hands and bones, handed it to He Fuqiong little by little, and said in a difficult voice: "Master... Senior brother... I... violated the rules of the sect... Right now it is ...you deserve it...you deserve it..."

"This battle... I originally wanted to do justice for me...to save my face...I didn't want to...but I fell...Jianzong...fame..."

"My crime is unforgivable... I deserve death..."

"Return... the ancestor sword... please... senior brother... give me a ride..."

He Fuqiong looked at him and shook his head slightly: "These are trivial matters, it's nothing serious, follow me back to the sect first."

As he spoke, he didn't take the sword, but raised a finger and tapped lightly.

Cheng Dun's twelve natal flying swords were immediately drawn, like a bird returning to the forest, turning into a brilliant sword light, and threw them all into the sword box behind Cheng Dun.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Dun was startled, and he was about to say something more, but he saw He Fuqiong's figure flicker, and instantly separated an incarnation that was exactly the same as him.

The avatar raised his hand and grabbed Cheng Dun's shoulder. Before he could react, the two of them instantly turned into a sharp sword light, and flew towards Han An Jianzong.

It wasn't until this time that He Fuqiong turned around slowly, looked at Pei Ling and said, "You made fellow Daoist Pei laugh."

"Originally, I wanted to come here to fight again in three days, just like Emperor Zhongkui, Lord Tiecheng, and Master Cen."

"But now, since I have arrived, and the witnesses of the Liuyuan Dynasty, Yanxi City, Suzhentian, and Jiuyi Mountain are all present, I can now accept the challenge of fellow Taoists."

Hearing this, Pei Ling was startled for a moment, then asked with a frown, "You don't use the Zhenzong Sword?"

Right now, He Fuqiong directly asked the avatar to bring Cheng Dun and Zhenzong's sword back to the Han'an Sword Sect, leaving only the main body to fight with him... This reminded him of the confrontation with the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty at that time.

The opponent gave him ten moves first, but he won the emperor in that state, nothing!

But He Fuqiong smiled slightly and said calmly: "I only use one sword in my life, and my sword is not the ancestor sword."

Pei Ling still shook his head, and said seriously: "You don't need the ancestor sword, but you have to wait for your incarnation to return."

"What I want to challenge is the Sword God in its prime!"

Chapter 1 Forty: A Fair Fight.

He Fuqiong said: "Fellow Daoist has had a battle just now, and his mana has also been consumed."

"I split an avatar to send Junior Brother Cheng back to the sect. This battle is just fair."

Pei Ling said decisively, "I don't need to be fair."

Hearing this, He Fuqiong was slightly surprised, but soon understood what was going on, and when he looked at Pei Ling, a flash of admiration flashed across his eyes.

Immediately said: "We can fight first."

"My avatar will return soon."

"If Fellow Daoists can't even fight against me now, there is no need to wait for my incarnation to return."

"But if my fellow daoists can still compete with me after my incarnation returns, I will do what you wish."

Hearing this, Pei Ling frowned slightly, but after serious thinking for a moment, she nodded and said, "Okay!"

He Fuqiong lightly raised his arm, like a respectful guest: "Please!"

Pei Ling said, "Please!"

Just as the two of them spoke, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword pierced the sky at the same time!

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

The huge flying sword spans the sky, and the mountains above it are undulating, surrounded by clouds and fog, like a fairy mountain in the clouds.

Countless sword lights rise and fall during the period, crossing the sky, with vigorous sword intent, permeating everywhere.

hum!

Suddenly, a bright sword light pierced the sky, splitting through the emerald green hills in an instant, suppressing the sword intent all over the mountain in an instant, and the brilliance bloomed like the scorching sun. After entering the gate of Jianzong Mountain, it went straight to Wujianyuan.

The clouds and mists were thick, and the sword intent soared into the sky.

At the entrance of Wujianyuan, the elder Taishang who guarded this place just felt something, but saw the sword light shooting down from the sky, as fast as lightning, and in a flash, he had already rushed past him and escaped into Wujian. Deep in the abyss.