Xiuxian is like this

Lu Bei looked at Zhan Hongqu in surprise, and pointed to the dark passage: "Sister Zhan, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open. Such a big road leads directly to the fourth floor, why is it gone?"

"It's gone, it's gone, I can't get in on the fourth floor." Zhan Hongqu gritted his teeth.

"got it."

Lu Bei's probe flicked down the immortal sword intent, which aroused the resonance of the sword intent in Zhan Hongqu's body, and once again entered the state of asking what to say.

"All the monks in the fit stage are locked inside?"

"I do not know."

"Why can't you go in?"

"You need an elder's sword to open the portal, I'm not qualified to go in..."

Zhan Hongqu tried her best to resist, but facing the Immortal Sword Intent, her little resistance was not to say weak, but it definitely played a role in adding interest. Knowing that it was impossible, she still screamed in her heart to tell the whole truth.

In fact, when he came in, Zhan Hongqu had anticipated this scene, knowing that he would make a big mistake.

The sad thing is that her sword heart is too firm, and her desire for immortal sword intent comes first. She has the courage to admit her mistakes and never repents.

"It's just the elder's sword. I have enough. Lead the way."

Lu Bei's fingertips formed a sword, and his fingertips were entwined with the immortal sword intent. During the swing, the temptation to cut Hongqu's eyes rippling back and forth.

Interesting, I don't know if Senior Sister Bai will do the same.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei was still a little excited, and muttered a few words silently, giving Zhan Hongqu a little sweetness and letting him quickly open the way.

The experience is right in front of his eyes, and they are all at the fusion level, he can't bear it anymore.

At the end of the road, Lu Bei inserted Zhan Lexian's elder sword into the stone platform, opened the portal of the fourth prison, and walked in, rubbing his little hands.

The red song sent Lu Bei's figure disappearing behind the water curtain, gritted his teeth, and followed.

……

The fourth prison.

The prisoners imprisoned here have no time for physical labor, and seven of them lie on their backs in a small cell. In addition to the standard crouching nails and heart-locking stones, each person has a white cloth on his face, and there are square black boulders. On the body.

The stone looked familiar. Lu Bei had seen it in Yuezhou. It was called Zhenmo Stone, and it was a local product of Dashan Temple in Fengmo Valley.

Only this one, no semicolons.

Mo Buxiu also mentioned in his letter that he has always regretted not bringing the consecrated Demon Suppressing Monument home to stand on the table.

Lu Bei stepped out, escaped to the private room, and circled around the town magic stone.

Ordinary magic-suppressing stones are just raw materials. Although they are expensive, they only have a hard word. Without the special consecration technique of Dashan Temple, it would not be possible to become a prestigious stone-suppressing demons.

The sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect don't know how to consecrate, and the method of strengthening the magic-suppressing stone can only be regarded as mediocre. Lu Bei saw the clue, smiled calmly, leaned over to support the boulder, and exerted force suddenly.

"give me……"

"Mmmmmmm-"

"..." x2

Three seconds later, Lu Bei's face was heavy and his brows were furrowed, and he looked at Zhan Hongqu curiously: "Why don't you speak, do you know that it's because you didn't speak that it interfered with my exertion. "

Zhan Hongqu raised his hand to cover his face, almost laughed out loud, turned around and said, "I have no regrets, once the Suppressing Demon Stone falls, it won't rise up. Although the Heavenly Sword Sect doesn't have the methods of Dashan Temple, it has the Nine Swords Sword Intent." , how can you lift it up with brute force?"

"Senior Sister Zhan, your wisdom...is really unpredictable."

Lu Bei praised with a strange expression, the Immortal Sword was in his hand, and he lifted up the Demon Suppressing Stone with ease.

boom!

Hearing the movement, Zhan Hongqu hurriedly turned around and came to the prison. A ray of sword intent floated over, and he fell into a state of obsession, and Ababa stood still.

Lu Bei pointed at each other to form a sword, swept away the white cloth covering his face, connected his hands, picked out 36 golden Fulong nails, finally cut open the chest cavity, and took out a crystal clear heart.

Bang!

Bang!Bang!Bang! !

Without the crouching dragon nail and heart-locking stone, Jianxiu, who was sprawled all over his body, quickly recovered from his superficial injuries, his chest closed, and a newborn heart beat powerfully.

The aura that only belongs to the fusion period filled the audience, freezing the space, and in the dark, it seemed that a divine sword was slowly unsheathed.

And listen, the sword will cry.

Frightened by the power of the fusion stage, Zhan Hongqu's body was stiff and unable to move, and he frantically blinked at Lu Bei, telling him to quickly put the keystone back in place.

Lu Bei ignored the red song, and looked calmly at the nameless sword cultivator who stood up slowly. Judging by his appearance alone, the 27-year-old young man is eight feet long and has a very handsome appearance. He is as tall and mighty as him. man.

"Who are you, why did you let me go?"

"Swords."

"can."

The man nodded lightly, and pointed straight out with a sword. The sword struck the center of Lu Bei's eyebrows in an instant.

"Don't worry, you've slept for so long, the sword is a bit blunt, I'll sharpen it for you first."

Under the astonished stare of the man, Lu Bei grinned, and the small world behind him expanded wildly, opening up boundless in an instant...

Chapter 343 Sword Competition

Wang Yan.

A monk of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was full of talent when he was young, and realized the three sword intents of Poxiao, Changchong, and Wuliang.When his cultivation reached the Void Refining Realm, he was ordered by the elders of the Nine Swords to fight on the front line of the struggle against the Huangji Sect.

Cultivated to reach the stage of integration, and won the honorary title of elder, and then eager for success led to unsteady swordsmanship, and sat in a meditation room without retreating.

The above is Tianjianzong's official explanation for Wang Yanhuo's disappearance. For cultivating immortals, it is normal for him to disappear for 80 years.

In fact, Wang Yan was sent to Shuizeyuan, where he could not retreat in another posture.

During the Void Refining Realm, Wang Yan often fought with the monks of Huangjizong, and he hated this gangster organization ranked number one in Wu Zhou.When he reached the level of refining the void, the elders of Nine Swords saw that the atmosphere was almost brewing, so they ordered three or five people to surround him, and told about the hardships of the people and the future development plan of the Iron Sword League.

It's not a big deal, just do it over and over again.

Wang Yan was not happy when he heard it, yes, he didn't like Huang Jizong, and he didn't like Wu Zhou either.

But as a native of Wu Zhou, he lacks a good impression of Wu Zhou. The fundamental reason is that he hates him for being invincible. There is nothing good about Zhu.

From the bottom of his heart, Wang Yan never thought of overthrowing Wu Zhou, let alone recovering Qinggan.

The dust of the old era has long been buried in the soil, and when dug up, it is still a mass of mud, which smells bad and is not desirable.

Ever since, Wang Yan lived in the small single room on the fourth floor, as did the seven sword cultivators here. Because they did not want to join forces with the remnants of Qinggan, they were sealed by the elders of Nine Swords and thrown here for reflection.

It's not easy to train monks in the fit stage, as long as they have the courage to admit their mistakes, the organization will give them a chance to make up for their mistakes.

The Void Refining Realm cultivators on the third level were similar, either they had a conservative and gentle attitude towards Wu Zhou, or they had discovered signs of remnants of young gangsters in the Heavenly Sword Sect in advance, and they were all thrown to Shuizeyuan to reflect on their own mistakes.

small world.

A blue light appeared on Wang Yan's body, and he was angry with Jia Yimu, and his cultivation base that had been suppressed for many years quickly recovered.

Sensing the changes in his body, he frowned and looked at Lu Bei: "What is this, a new way of persuasion?"

"Stop talking nonsense, face me head-on, Lin is here today only for the sword."

"..."

Wang Yan still frowned, and didn't believe a word of Lu Bei's nonsense, but he had been imprisoned for too long, and his hands were itchy badly, so he felt that it wouldn't be bad to take the opportunity to move around.

The sword soul was condensed between the eyebrows, Wang Yan's eyes burst into sword light, and the two white streaks were like a rainbow penetrating the sun, piercing Lu Bei's body in an instant, tearing a small world to pieces.

In the next second, the phantom dissipated, and Lu Bei appeared behind Wang Yan, and slashed down fiercely with a knife in his palm.

……

[You defeated Wang Yan and gained 3000 million experience points. After judging that the opponent's level is greater than 3000 levels, you will be rewarded with [-] million experience points]

"It's better than Wen Bubei, but it's worse than Mei Wangsu. If it was in its heyday, there must be only a lot more experience."

Bai Jian's experience, the more the better, Lu Bei said dissatisfaction, but his body looked sincerely at the remaining single rooms.

He returned the property to the original owner and sealed Wang Yan again, rubbed his hands and walked out of the air, came to the second room, and raised the magic-suppressing stone with his hands.

When the white cloth was lifted, one could see the delicate facial features with a bloodless face, and two thin lips with purple bruises. At first glance, it looked like a Sleeping Beauty.

Of course, at first glance, female Jianxiu has 36 Fulong nails inserted into her body, approximately equal to 36 bloodletting tanks. As long as the XP system is normal, there will be no strange thoughts at this time.

Lu Bei connected his hands together, quickly picked up the Fulong Nail, and pointed at the female Jianxiu's chest with a sword.

"Wait a moment!"

With a sharp shout, Lu Bei's little hand trembled, and he almost missed the place. He turned around in dissatisfaction: "Sister Zhan, lower your voice, seniors are still sleeping."

"Junior Brother Lu, you can't..."

"Yes, Lu has no worldly desires, and just wants to compete with this senior in sword intent."

"No, what I mean is, if you continue to act mischievously, if you lose to a powerful criminal and are successfully escaped by him, you will kill the elders..."

"It won't happen if you kill the elders."

Lu Bei interrupted: "You are an accomplice and lead the way. In order to protect his daughter, he will not and dare not do anything to me."

"you you……"

Zhan Hongqu stared round his eyes, never seen such a despicable and shameless person, opened his mouth, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"If Elder Zhan is really planning to kill relatives righteously, I will not panic if you want to accuse me of crimes. The two of us colluded and dragged Elder Zhan into the water in front of the other Nine Swords elders, saying that he is behind the scenes, and his elders are behind the scenes. With the sword as evidence, can the old boy have good fruit to eat?"

Lu Bei asked and answered with a smile, "That's definitely not possible. He is a smart man. Even if he escapes from a key criminal, in order to protect himself, he will pretend not to know when he knows."

Zhan Hongqu has nothing to say, her heart is full of guilt towards her old father, and she hates herself for not being able to live up to her expectations. If she sticks to the bottom line in the face of Lu Bei's temptation, Zhan Lexian will not fall into a situation of advancing or retreating.

Thinking of this, Zhan Hongqu glared at Lu Bei: "When you are fighting swords, I want to watch the battle."

"Okay, who told you to be Sister Slayer!"

Lu Bei chuckled, watching Zhan Hongqu getting deeper and deeper, secretly giving himself a thumbs up.

After continuous hard work, holding a lot of handles on chopping red yeast rice, he successfully got his own undercover agent on Tianjian Peak.

That is to say, he, a well-known gentleman, was replaced by someone else, who used these excuses as threats, and said, "You don't want your father to suffer innocent injustice, right?" He could make Zhu Hongqu cry nine times in one night.

"Senior Sister Zhan, you are lucky. I have no other advantages in this person, except for my integrity."

"Pooh!"

The chest was cut open, the crystal clear keystone was removed, and the aura that was more powerful than Wang Yan rose rapidly.

buzzing-

The space shook, and the entire fourth-floor prison groaned unbearably. Zhan Hongqu gritted his teeth to resist, his trembling eyes were full of envy.

At this moment, she is in the bottleneck of the Great Perfection in the Void Refining Realm, if she can take the opportunity to find a breakthrough, she will be able to advance to the fusion stage naturally.

"Hey, this is a bit powerful..."

Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and after waiting for a while, he noticed that the momentum of the female sword cultivator's rising aura remained undiminished, so he opened the small world ahead of time to envelop it.

Cutting the red song did not fail, in order to make the undercover stern, Lu Bei did not give her the possibility of exonerating her.

Continue to make mistakes, it's not a pity to make mistakes until death, it's best to drag Zhan Lexian down too.

boom! !

The sword wheel blooms, and a white light embellishes the night of the small world.

In mid-air, the female sword's slender hair danced, her eyes slowly opened, sensing the vastness of the small world, her face showed a little surprise.

Lian Lin.

Soon, she locked onto the owner of the small world, looked down at the exposed skirt, and shook her head slightly: "There is another way to take out the keystone, your method is too rough."

"Time doesn't wait for me, seniors please forgive me." Lu Bei cupped his hands, saying that the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes don't care about trivial matters, and it's always played like this on TV, so there can be no mistakes.

"Why are you looking for me?"

The female sword cultivator's mind is much more delicate than the male sword cultivator's. Through simple and crude open heart surgery, Lian Lin judged that Lu Bei did not come from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Swords."

"sword……"

Lian Lin pondered for a moment, a strand of hair wrapped around his fingertips, cut off and wrapped around his fingertips, the power of the small world gathered and turned into a black broadsword.