I just want to be a quiet man

In the huge garden, Su Lijing was left alone in an instant.

He took a sip of the spiritual tea in front of him and nodded slightly.

This time, Pei Ling challenged Zhong Kui Youzhi of Liugai Dynasty, Tiexiong Tuan of Yanxicheng, and Suzhentian Cen Fangwo in succession. He won three games and won three, so he must have a lot of cards.

Therefore, considering the severity of his injuries in the future, it is prudent to send some Hedao to test it out.

And those few monsters from the Liugai Dynasty are just right!

※※※

Valley of Five Colors.

The miasma, which was originally full of colors, disappeared in the confrontation of swords and swords, and the smoke mixed with water vapor was slowly resting.

On the devastated valley, He Fuqiong stood proudly, facing Pei Ling in mid-air.

The hem of the Yaqing cassock was chopped off, and blood flowed from the sharp and smooth wound, slowly wetting the front of the robe.

Pei Lingxuan's shirt, which was in the air, was completely soaked in blood, and warm liquid dripped from the corners of the robe.However, its aura has not diminished, and the sword intent is Cui Wei, like ten thousand mountains, pressing across the sky.

The long jade sword lingered around He Fuqiong's side, the sword intent was piercing, like a lonely moon in a frosty sky, hanging high in a quiet night, splashing brilliance to reflect all things, lofty and aloof, cold and majestic.

At this moment, outside the Valley of Five Colors, a figure rushed towards him. Its crow-blue cassock fluttered in the wind, its bamboo crown tied its hair, and its eyes sparkled with lightning. It was He Fuqiong's incarnation.

When the avatar arrived on the battlefield, it instantly transformed into a bright sword light, flew across the void, and escaped into the body of He Fuqiong's body as fast as thunder.

The next moment, He Fuqiong's aura burst out suddenly, and his brilliant sword intent soared into the sky!

Over the entire Valley of Five Colors, above the sky, the clouds and dust disturbed by sword energy and saber energy were wiped out in an instant, only the blue sky was vast and the sky was as blue as washing.

The devastated valley seemed to feel some irresistible force and kept trembling. The ground, which was originally criss-crossed by swords and swords, once again rippled like water patterns, and it was as flat as a mirror in a blink of an eye.

But soon, all the sword intent converged towards He Fuqiong's body.

At the moment of flicking his fingers, all the majestic sword intent merged into his natal sword, deep and restrained, never dispersing.

He Fuqiong immediately flew up, jumped into the air, looked at Pei Ling at the same level, and faced each other from a distance.

The mountain wind hesitated, not daring to blow into the valley for a long time.

The two couldn't afford their robe sleeves, and only heard the ticking of blood stains. He Fuqiong said in a flat voice, "The avatar has returned."

"I'm at my peak right now."

"You repair the knife, I only have the sword!"

"Since it is a battle of swords, there is no need for those complicated tricks."

"The road is as simple as it is, one move determines the outcome!"

At this time, the blood on Pei Ling's body flowed down his arm to the Jiupo Saber, and the blood wrapped around the blade became more and more vivid.

tick... tick...

The blood flowed down the blade of the Nine Souls Sword, fell to the tip of the knife, and then dripped down little by little.

Feeling the unprecedented excitement of the sword spirit in the natal sword, its fighting spirit is so strong that it almost screams, the sword will rise, and the vigorous, unstoppable momentum has already begun to brew. Pei Ling immediately replied: "good!"

He Fuqiong nodded slightly, and the long jade sword rose up little by little by his side. Deep in the sword body, the purple meaning slowly grew, and gradually came out through the body. Comprehension... all gathered in this flying sword.

The flying sword hangs high in the sky, the purple meaning is flourishing, and the momentum is majestic, like a round of purple sun in the sky, the sword's meaning is vast, piercing the world.

At the same time, Pei Ling let go, and the Nine Soul Saber leaped up, and also floated up, with his aura rising steadily.

All of Pei Ling's saber intent, all his mana, all his knowledge of the Dao stage... all poured into the saber.

The long knife is gorgeous, and the blade is dotted with fluorescent light, like the twinkling stars in summer night.

In a blink of an eye, the sea of ​​blood surged up violently, turning into a huge pillar of air, soaring straight into the sky!

The momentum was completed, neither of them hesitated, and at the same time, with a thought, the blade of the sword instantly locked on the opponent.

"cut!"

"cut!"

The next moment, the sword cut out at the same time!

boom! ! !

In just an instant, Nine Soul Sword and Feijian slashed together!

The void instantly shattered, and with the sword as the center, a terrifying force erupted instantly.

The four spectator monks who had already stood far away and set foot in the void outside the Valley of Five Colors had no time to react, and were instantly swept away by the powerful force.

It seems that a shocking change has taken place in the entire Valley of Five Colors. The sea of ​​blood flows freely across the ocean, and the purple light soars fiercely into the sky, billowing like a tide.

The two intertwined and confronted, like a huge millstone, grinding the world bit by bit, countless smoke and dust rolled back into the sky, majestic, like a waterfall flowing backward, like a towering column of air, reaching the sky, vast and terrifying, the whole valley was in chaos, blood Sea and purple light are the only two colors.

After a long time, the huge column of air that seemed to be flowing backwards from a waterfall finally gradually dissipated, and the whole picture of the Valley of Five Colors appeared again.

However, the entire valley, together with the surrounding mountains, have disappeared, turning into a black abyss.

In the abyss, the smoke slowly transpired, obscuring the vision, and filled with extremely strong sword intent and sword intent below.

At this time, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from the bottom of the abyss.

His domineering, tyrannical and icy Cui Wei is infinitely close to the stage of crossing the catastrophe!The saber intent, which seems to be flowing across the sea and wants to be self-indulgent, is almost as real.

At the bottom of the abyss, among the pitted rock formations, Pei Ling slowly got up.

He was soaked in blood at the moment, even his black hair was soaked in blood, completely covering up his original appearance, he looked like a man of blood, his vestment had been torn to pieces by the impact just now, and was in dilapidated condition.

The Nine Soul Knife was inserted into the rock beside him. It had exhausted all its strength, and its aura was extremely weak, like a new sprout, but the spirit of the knife within kept sending out the meaning of excitement.

"Ding dong! The host [Fighting the Immortal Road] is successfully detected, and the system will give away a [Fortune of the Immortal Road] for free..."

"Ding dong! The Cold Dark Sword Sect has been detected..."

"Ding dong! The system will give you [Xianlu Fuyuan: Cold Dark Sword Sect] for free..."

"Ding dong! It was detected that the last gift failed, this time I will double the gift for you..."

At this time, the system prompt sounded suddenly, and Pei Ling immediately lost control of her body.

In an instant, the memories of countless spells, supernatural powers, and immortal spells instantly returned to his mind.

He remembered all the means he had forgotten just now, and also remembered the complete process of this battle!

Before he forgot, he used [End Dao Qingxian]!

And after forgetting all the methods other than Dao of the Sword, [End Dao Qingxian] still exists, but he doesn't remember it.

Therefore, even though he only used the Dao of the Sword to compete with He Fuqiong, the other party had a quasi-immortal technique.

Especially when he was injured more and more seriously, until the final blow, [End Dao Qingxian] exploded with the power of a few immortals!

1Chapter 16: The intention is far-reaching.

Looking back on the entire battle process, Pei Ling found that he could win this battle because firstly, his background was stronger than He Fuqiong's. He transformed into a god of all calamities, the Dao returned to the Void, and he perfectly joined the Dao... only in terms of strength, He Fuqiong was far inferior to him!

The second is that he has the experience of teaching Su Zhentian [The Impossible Seal] before, so he can quickly find a countermeasure...

The sequence of challenges that Master Yao Qingying arranged for him at the beginning had far-reaching intentions...

Just as he was thinking, under the control of the system, Pei Ling pulled out the Nine Souls Knife on the ground, put his backhand into the scabbard behind his back, and the power of heaven and earth rushed from the entire Cold Dark Sword Sect, like a torrential river, began to flow towards Pei Ling. Infused into the body, the injuries on his body began to recover little by little.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling flew into the air, turned into a streak of bloody light, and fled towards the Five Colors Valley.

※※※

Outside the Valley of Five Colors.

Four huge plow marks appeared in the forest with dense branches and leaves. Countless plants and trees were destroyed, birds and beasts were frightened and scattered, and among the fragrance of the damaged plants, the four monks climbed up from the fallen leaves. Had some minor injuries.

They were watching the battle outside the valley just now, and they were already very far away from Pei Ling and He Fuqiong. They didn't expect that the impact of these two people's all-out blows would be so large.

Fortunately, this is the uninhabited Valley of Five Colors.

If the battlefield is in a bustling area, I am afraid that people will be devastated at this moment...

When his thoughts turned, Su Zhentian Qi Zilang quickly asked: "Who won?"

Empress Liu Greed supported Wanfa's phoenix hairpin, and said, "I don't know, I didn't see Sword God and Pei Ling..."

But seeing the old man in Jiuyi Mountain staring ahead, he said solemnly: "The Valley of Five Colors is gone!"

Hearing this, the four of them looked towards the Valley of Five Colors immediately, but they saw that the Valley of Five Colors, which was originally surrounded by mountains and full of miasma, had disappeared at this moment, leaving only a steaming smoke and an extremely deep abyss. Saber intent and sword intent are intertwined with each other, as strong as substance.

Before the four of them came back to their senses, a tyrannical and domineering rushing momentum rose from the bottom of the abyss. This momentum was so powerful and terrifying that it made the four sects of Hedao tremble, but it had already surpassed He Dao peak, infinitely approaching the period of crossing the catastrophe!

Wen Renling suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, it was Pei Ling's breath!

The next moment, a sharp bloody light escaped from the abyss and swept towards the distance.

"It's Pei Ling!" The old man in Jiuyi Mountain changed his complexion and said very seriously.

Right now Pei Ling is running away alone, but the Sword God has not appeared, no accident...

Thinking of this, Su Zhentian Qi Zilang immediately said: "Quick! Go and see the situation of the Sword God!"

Before the words fell, the four of them had already cast their escape methods and fled towards the bottom of the abyss.

Dust and mist scattered in the abyss, the wall of the abyss seemed to be covered with a layer of clear enamel, like glass, and there were many rocks under it, most of which were broken into dust by the sword and sword.

At the bottom of the pothole, the smoke and dust are thick, like a heavy curtain hanging down.

In the midst of shadows and shadows, I saw a jade-like long sword obliquely inserted into the rock formation. The original purple meaning disappeared without a trace, and the jade color was also dimmed, but it exhausted all its strength, and its breath was almost gone.

Not far away, He Fuqiong was sitting on the ground, the crow green cassock was completely soaked, and blood was gushing out from his seven orifices.

The four figures with pure aura suddenly fell in front of him.

"He Daoyou, you..."

"Sword God..."

Before they could finish speaking, He Fuqiong covered his lips with his sleeves, coughed violently, and the blood from the corners of his mouth became more turbulent, and then said briefly: "Pei Ling won, please take care of yourself for the time being, I will continue now." Wu Jian."

Seeing that the sword god was not in danger of life for the time being, the monks of the four sects secretly breathed a sigh of relief, saluted him, and then fled away.

Back above the abyss, the monks of the four sects all stood in the air, and quickly discussed through voice transmission: "The sword god is seriously injured right now, and someone must be left here to protect the law."

Wenren Lingse immediately said via voice transmission: "After Pei Ling challenged Master Cen last time, when he was leaving, he was ambushed by the Qingyao monster clan."

"Although he won this time, he was also seriously injured."

"What happened last time can't happen again."

"Otherwise, if he is attacked in the realm of the Cold Dark Sword Sect, the people of the world will think that I am a small-minded person who intends to murder him!"

"I'm going to have a look now."

Empress Liu Greed nodded slightly, and said via voice transmission: "After Pei Ling challenged the Han and Dark Sword Sect, the next battle will be Jiuyi Mountain."

"I also ask Daoyou Dong to go back to the mountain first, so that I can inform the mountain owner of the battle situation as soon as possible."

"I have nothing to do with you, so I am here to protect the sword god."

The old man in Jiuyi Mountain thought for a while and then nodded, "There is Queen Lao over there."

After saying that, the towering mountains rose up behind him, and the old man fell into the mountains and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wenren Lingse nodded to Empress Liu Greed and Qi Zilang, and also turned into a ray of light and went away.

On the abyss, only Qi Zilang and Empress Liu Greed were left, and Qi Zilang immediately transmitted the sound transmission: "The Sword God has been seriously injured this time, so we must inform the Han An Sword Sect immediately."

"Since Fellow Daoist is here to protect the Dharma, then I will take a trip to Jianzong."

The queen nodded: "Fellow daoist, just go, I'm here."

Huge flower branches hung down from the sky, while the buds were blooming, Qi Zilang stepped in, the flower branches scattered, and in the vast sky, only the queen was left alone on the abyss.

Immediately, he unfolded his divine sense, covering the entire world...

※※※

Cold Dark Sword Sect.

The peaks meander like clouds, and the big river is like a jade belt, lingering in it, meandering and deep, verdant vegetation stretches over the mountains and rivers, birds fly and animals gallop.

In the middle of the sky, Pei Ling's body turned into blood, and he flew away quickly.

The blood on his body was no longer dripping, and the power of heaven and earth in the entire cold dark sword sect realm poured into his body faster and faster, like the Milky Way flowing backwards, surging endlessly.