Xiuxian is like this

Boom! ! !

The mysterious man is holding a sword in the air, and the white dragon is rampaging across the ground.

Lu Bei stood up his sword to block the roar of the dragon's head, and retreated all the way under its pressure. His heart was clouded and full of doubts. Obviously, everyone's swordsmanship was of the same level, but his long-distance swordsmanship still couldn't do anything to the opponent.

It's too strange, it's not as simple as realm suppression.

At this point, it is meaningless to play Lin Buyan, who has impressive kendo qualifications. Lu Bei let out a low shout, and the immortal sword intent poured into the sword body. The boundless sword energy condensed and turned into a sky-reaching sword pillar, instantly erasing the white dragon figure.

"what?"

In mid-air, the mysterious man let out a surprise, and the sword intent displayed by Lu Bei attracted his attention.

"That dog thief, eat Lin's sword."

Lu Bei shouted loudly, stepped out of his body with one step, turned into a golden light and rushed towards the mysterious man.

Five fingers pinched and exploded, the air exploded, and the immortal sword intent condensed the fist front, and the fist print crossed the air, oppressing one side of the world and slowly moving back.

Good sword intent!

The mysterious man took a deep breath, and danced the long sword in his palm. The scorching white sword light transformed instantly, condensing a white light curtain, protecting him in it.

The bombardment of fist prints, the overwhelming roaring impact fell on the sword screen, blasting layers of ripples.

Immediately, the sky and the earth surged with wind and clouds, and the ripples suddenly escalated into turbulent waves, ready to be destroyed at any time.

The mysterious man was unhurried, pointing his hand vertically in the air, shaking with his fingertips, the curtain of sword light swirled like yin and yang, and the Pisces swam between them, releasing their terrifying strength, and easily dispelled the Zhetian Fist.

Lu Beiwang's heart was jumping with fear, and he secretly thought that the Great Elder of Huangjizong had something, and the sword fist in his hand increased instead of falling, and he bombarded heavily on the sword screen.

Click!

boom -

The streamer shattered, and the world became silent.

The cathartic white light washes over the sword rain, gathers and melts without a trace, and suddenly sweeps in all directions, stirring up the sky and the earth.

The mysterious man thought he had overestimated the Immortal Sword Intent, and Lu Bei couldn't make any waves in his hands, but the moment he faced the Sword Intent, he realized that his intentions were wrong. He didn't overestimate it, but underestimated it.

The unprecedented sword intent was far more powerful than he had imagined.

Hiss!

The mercury ripples swayed and shrank to a silver bead. The mysterious man held it in his hand, completely revealing its original appearance.

He looked at the blood red on the silver bead, his eyes were full of horror.

What exactly is the sword intent?

Lu Bei: ∑(0д0;)

look familiar.

To be precise, I just saw it some time ago.

The Great Elder of Huangjizong, Zhu Heng.

"Isn't this grandpa? Why did your old man come here in person? How is Aunt Ba at home? Did you beat Uncle Ba to relieve your anger when you were unhappy?"

Lu Bei put away his long sword, and seeing Zhu Heng's puzzled expression, he raised his hand to wipe his face, revealing his original appearance: "Grandpa, it's me, have you forgotten, we two teamed up to sell Zhan Lexian for a good deal that day?" And the price!"

To be on the safe side, he took out the Commander's Token again, and hung it on his belt with a snap.

"Grandpa..."

Zhu Heng raised his hand and touched his chin, with a playful look in his eyes, he smiled strangely and said, "I don't know, when did you become such a filial child, since you call me grandpa, I can't make things difficult for you."

"It must be, Aunt Eight loves me the most!"

"Ha ha."

Zhu Heng's face turned cold, and he pressed down the Huangji Sacrificial Seal with his backhand.

At the same time, the big black sword in his hand swept across the sword art, and the layers of sword light twisted the void, producing endless strange changes.

There was a bang.

The high imitation version of Dashitian shattered instantly, and the sword light dissipated.

Zhu Heng's body shook twice, a fishy sweetness rose from his throat, his face changed, he swallowed the sweet blood silently, and looked at Lu Bei even more strangely.

Such a profound idea, I can't imitate it, this is by no means the Nine Swords Sword Intent.

"Boy, something is wrong with you!"

Lu Bei didn't know what he meant, he smashed the seal of Huangji's sacrifice in front of him with his fist, and his face slowly sank: "Who the hell are you?"

"Huangjizong is doing things, why do you need to explain to you, a thief from the Xuanyin Division, that you are lucky to meet me today, and for that person's sake, I will not make things difficult for you."

Zhu Heng stepped out with one step, his body was illusory and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Lu Bei felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body stiffened in place, his vision was blurred, the sky and the earth were hazy, it seemed that a giant beast was dancing a violent wind, disturbing the fire, water and wind of the earth.

Immediately afterwards, two big suns bloomed in the dark sky, and his body and soul were lined up on both sides with brilliant power.

Look carefully, it is not a big sun, but a pair of eyes.

In the outside world, Lu Bei stood in mid-air in a daze, dancing with his arms and legs in a strange shape, the kind that couldn't be described in words.

Zhu Heng reached out and took out an iron sword, tried to imitate the imitation of the immortal sword, and shattered a large piece of black iron again. He thought about it, looked at the sky after a while, and bent down towards Zhao Zihao and the others.

Playful for a while, delayed too much time, almost missed the big event.

He raised his hand to touch his face, turned into Lin Buyan, fell to the ground as if nothing happened, and swiped down with a sword.

The blood shot up into the sky, and two heads flew straight up.

Chapter 362 Cultivate Immortals Well, Make Progress Every Day

The two black-robed sword cultivators fell to the ground and twitched. They were killed by the sword energy from the flesh to the primordial spirit. They were so cold that even the medical miracles in the world of cultivating immortals could not save them.

They broke their promise.

Previously, she promised Zhao Zihao repeatedly that before she died, she would give him a decent way to die.

The result is not.

Although the two black robes did not have the title of honorary elders like Mei Wangsu, they were also real sword cultivators in the fusion period. They were beheaded on the spot as soon as they met each other, which made the rest of them feel terrified.

Zhao Zihao took a deep breath, changed his loyal and patriotic face in seconds, and said with tears in his eyes: "Elder Elder, you are finally here, you don't know, how many dangers my subordinates have gone through for Bao Tieshan prison, and almost met with these two people. of the murderous hand."

"Who are you?"

"Let the Great Elder know that the villain Zhao Zihao, along with his teacher Wu Chengyi, has joined the Extreme Emperor Sect..."

"Wu Chengyi, elder of Nine Swords?" Zhu Heng interrupted.

"Now it's Wu Chengyi of Huangjizong." Zhao Zihao said loudly.

"Ha ha."

Zhu Heng sneered twice: "In my life, Lin hates to eat the grass on the wall. If you don't say a word, Lin will just treat you as a fart and let it go. But you take the initiative to seek death, so don't blame Lin. A certain heart is cruel."

After saying that, the sword pointed again, and another human head flew out.

Seeing this situation, the remaining few sword cultivators fled in all directions, at the speed of life and death, Yu Jianzhifeng directly broke through his own limit.

"It's sensible, save me a lot of hands and feet."

The corners of Zhu Heng's mouth curled up, and he looked intently at Zhao Zihao's body, and then looked away after a moment of thought.

He grasped the miniature iron mountain in his hand, and smiled even more on his face: "I planned to kill you all, but your luck is really good, if that sword is really immortal ..."

"Tsk, the second immortal sword master, is it true or not, could it be that I guessed wrong?"

Zhu Heng looked at Lu Bei who was dancing, and talked to himself for a while.

Suddenly, a cloud of strong evil spirits emerged out of nowhere, the coercion of heaven and earth increased sharply, and there was a hidden tendency of local rainfall.

He secretly thought something bad, his body quickly sank into the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Heng left, and the cloudy and evil spirit dissipated, but the menacing but anticlimactic, did not startle the slightest storm.

After a while, Zhao Zihao, whose body was separated, moved his hands and feet, and his headless body climbed up, picked up a head, and placed it on his shoulder and neck.

"It hurts me too!"

Zhao Zihao touched his neck, his vitality was severely injured after this calamity, his face was pale with lingering fears: "If I didn't carry the soul nourishing lottery with me, I'm afraid today would be a day of bad luck..."

The soul-raising lottery is not omnipotent. I am both terrified and thankful. Fortunately, Zhu Heng did not check it carefully, otherwise if he finds the soul-raising lottery, his life will be in danger today.

"The Tieshan Prison was snatched by Huang Jizong, what should we do?"

His little life was saved, Zhao Zihao thought of the big event, secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly turned and ran towards Shui Zeyuan.

The matter was so important that Wu Chengyi couldn't be notified, and he couldn't afford to wait for his master to come. It was okay to kill the three of Lexian, and they were excellent scapegoats.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a gloomy little white face head-on.

Zhao Zihao was taken aback. He drew back and took out his iron sword. Seeing that the attacker behind him was Lu Bei, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior Brother Lu, why are you walking so silently?"

He watched the scene of the battle between Lu Bei and Zhu Heng, and he saw it clearly. He felt sourly that this man was so powerful. The defeat of Zhan Lexian was definitely not a rumor, and it was indeed possible.

"Brother Zhao, the Tieshan Prison was taken away by Huang Jizong?"

"..." x2

The two were silent, each had their own thoughts, Zhao Zihao took the lead and said: "Junior Brother Lu, don't think too much, you have done your best in this matter, it is really the assailant's supernatural power, wait for you and me to report to the three elders, let them Get a charter."

"At this time, I still have to calculate and calculate..."

Lu Bei shook his head, refused to return to Shui Zeyuan, and said clearly: "Brother Zhao, please give Elder Zhan a word, saying that Lu is deeply ashamed for not protecting the key criminal, so he won't go see him."

"Junior brother Lu, why don't you go, with me as a witness, I think you won't be too harsh on you if you come to kill the elders." Zhao Zihao said dryly, he found the one who was responsible, and wanted another messenger.

Lu Bei didn't answer, but changed the subject: "By the way, Senior Brother Zhao, just now Lu was plotted against, his mind was in a daze, and he forgot what he did. You are at the scene, can you talk about it?"

"No, nothing."

Zhao Zihao straightened his face and said solemnly: "I only saw Junior Brother Lu standing in the air, with the long sword in his hand, he didn't say a word, he didn't move at all, and he had the awe-inspiring righteousness to look down on the world. Although a powerful enemy has great powers, but the light of rice grains, It's just a joke, it's hard to hide Junior Brother Lu's heroic spirit, the one who shines brightest in the field, who can but you!"

"Ah this..."

You kid is too good at it!

Zhao Zihao boasted for a while, embarrassing the thick-skinned Lu Bei. Although it was true, it was too straightforward.

Be more tactful next time, but I can't.

Lu Bei dissipated the white light from the sword fist, raised his hands and clasped his fists together: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao, for answering your questions. Lu Mou will take a step first, and I will trouble you with Elder Zhan."

You kid runs fast, what should I do?

Watching Lu Bei leave, Zhao Zihao was speechless.

One's own team is either a diehard who abandons the scriptures, or a cunning who can share the blessings and can't share the troubles. Working with these insects, can they really restore the great career of youth?

too difficult!

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"What, you said the exploration of the secret realm is over?"

On the Sanqing Peak, She Yan looked dazed. When she came out and saw the familiar small courtyard, she thought that Lu Bei had fallen into a secret fantasy.

Who would have thought that after exploring the secret realm, they would all be home.

Shut her up in a small dark room, do routine double repairs once a day, and then...

Gone.

What do you mean, you can't find fun, so you treat her as fun?

"Sister She, I haven't finished my sentence yet, what are you in a hurry for?"

Lu Bei curled his lips, and explained the situation in the Earth Immortal's tomb: "That's not a secret realm at all, just at the head of the grave, the Earth Immortal's corpse turned into a self-destructing tomb, there is no treasure, you don't like it, I don't like it less!"

As a casual cultivator and a bystander, She Yan didn't have much vision for the overall situation of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, but when he heard the scuffle between Huangjizong and Tianjianzong, a total of six high-level combatants appeared, he was still dumbfounded.

From the perspective of a bystander, she faintly saw the cloud of war.

"Lu Bei, are the Heavenly Sword Sect and Huangji Sect going to war?"

"almost."