Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

But Liu Shibing retreated quickly, and Lin Zichu came even faster!

I saw his right leg bent slightly, and then it was like a lightsaber bursting out, and the blue and white stone slab under his feet also dented half a footprint under his strength.

Tengyun footwork!

Lin Zichu and Qian Qing learned the exquisite footwork from the old fairy Deng Lin in the frozen forest wasteland.

As soon as he used it, thunder and lightning flashed, and Lin Zichu's figure suddenly magnified, and he approached Liu Shibing in an instant!

Liu Shibing turned pale with shock, she had no idea when Lin Zichu learned such a terrifying teleportation spell.

However, at this moment, Liu Shibing didn't have the energy to think about it.

She subconsciously blocked the cold dragon sword in front of her, and shouted at the same time:

"Longling protects me!"

More than a hundred swimming dragon spirits stood in front of Liu Shibing, like a dense flock of butterflies, wriggling and swimming, and surrounded a city wall in front of Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu did not back down.The dragon spirit transformed from the cold dragon sword did not intimidate Lin Zichu at all.

I saw Lin Zichu held the sword in his right hand, swung the sword downwards, and slashed at Liu Shibing suddenly.

"call--!"

The sound of piercing the sky is close at hand.

The dense dragon spirits were smashed by Lin Zichu head-on like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

At the critical moment, Liu Shibing subconsciously erupted with the strongest spiritual pressure, and the surrounding air made a rattling sound as if it was frozen.

This cold air may have a blocking effect on others, but to Lin Zichu, it is not painful at all.

Lin Zichu's magnified figure was reflected in Liu Shibing's frightened pupils.

Time was running out, Liu Shibing had no time to think, and screamed:

"The dragon spirit returns to the sword!"

Long Ling, who avoided Lin Zichu's fatal blow, suddenly disappeared.

Hundreds of dragon spirits returned to the Frost Dragon Immortal Sword at the same time.

I saw the glare of light reflected from the blade of the Frost Dragon Immortal Sword, the whole body was chilled, and traces of freezing could be vaguely seen.

"Block me!"

In the blizzard, Liu Shibing's waist-length black hair swayed from side to side. She held a sword in both hands, and was about to receive Lin Zichu's head-on blow.

"boom!!"

The blasting sound like a broken bamboo was deafening, and countless snow shards and ice balls flew around.

Fortunately, it was blocked by the barriers around the martial arts stage, otherwise all the monks watching would suffer for no reason.

Lin Zichu's sword was so powerful that Liu Shibing couldn't help but fell backwards.

Her hands trembled violently, her jaws hurt, and her finger bones seemed to be shattered.

"You..." Liu Shibing showed an uncompromising expression in her eyes, and her thin body burst out with great strength: "Don't even think about it!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Shibing tried his best to push Lin Zichu's sword away.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound of glass shattering.

Liu Shibing opened her eyes wide.

Her first cold sword of the ice and snow system, in front of the master, is like ice, broken into several pieces one by one.

"..."

"..."

Liu Shibing was stunned, and took a few steps back in disbelief, staring blankly at the broken Hanlong Sword in his hand.

All the onlookers off the court were also stunned.

"The Cold Dragon Sword is known as the number one cold sword in Zhengwu Continent. In the hands of Lin Zichu's unknown immortal sword, it cannot withstand a single blow!"

"Terrible, terrible, what kind of sword is this?"

"On the list of fairy swords, it seems that the name of this sword has never been heard."

Thinking of this, the thoughtful monk quickly released his spiritual consciousness, and was going to go to the "Sword Ranking" to see if there was the name of this fairy sword.

The so-called Immortal Sword Ranking List is a scroll handed down from ancient times that hangs on the top of the Immortal Sword Peak, the Pillar of Optimus.

It records in detail the ten most powerful fairy swords from ancient times to the present.

Ranked first, of course, is the legendary fairy sword "Taifu Queyan".

It's just that this fairy sword has something peculiar.

The other nine fairy swords on the list of fairy swords, after the sword names, all have ink paintings, which clearly depict the characteristics of the fairy swords.

Only "Taifu Queyan" has only four characters, but its shape is invisible.

Therefore, many monks believe that this sword is a legendary fetish and does not exist in the world.

Regarding this sword, let's skip it for the time being.

The second immortal sword is the famous immortal sword in the hands of Feng Xianjun: Nine Questions.

This sword is unparalleled in strength, and when it is born, there is no other fairy sword in the world that can compete with it.

Further down, there is the fairy sword worn by the head of Bairen of Kaiyuan Xianzong: Bairen.

There is also the "Empty Valley" fairy sword of Quanzhen Temple, the "Chivalrous" fairy sword of Jingming Palace, etc., needless to mention.

Everyone read the ranking list from top to bottom and bottom to top twice, but they couldn't find the corresponding records, and they were quite disappointed.

"The ice and snow track belongs to the water channel, and it is just a small branch of it."

"From this point of view, except for the cold dragon lying on the snow body, the rest are nothing."

"Being chopped into pieces by an unnamed fairy sword that has not yet been listed, the Frost Dragon Sword...is nothing more than that."

On the martial arts stage.

With tears in her eyes, Liu Shibing said in a trembling voice, "I admit defeat."

Lin Zichu took back the fairy sword in response, neither humble nor overbearing, with an elegant appearance.

No matter how the people in the audience talked, he didn't respond at all, as if he didn't care at all.

He walked down the martial arts platform step by step, and as soon as he stood firmly, he was grabbed by his right hand.

Lin Zichu looked at the visitor, smiled, and called out:

"Aqing."

The one who came was naturally Qianqing.

His eyebrows were beaming, his spirits were high, and he looked very happy.

"Big……"

Just about to call him, Qianqing suddenly thought of something and paused.

Then continued: "Cang..."

Then he realized something was wrong, he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

After a pause, Qian Qing said: "You, you played very well. It's really a good sword."

Lin Zichu laughed again, and he nodded, "Yeah".

It turned out that Qian Qing originally wanted to call Lin Zichu "big brother", but thought that the other party said that the two had a marriage contract, so it was not good to call him that again, so she swallowed the words again.

He wanted to call Lin Zichu's other characters again, but he was worried about being overheard by others.

In the end, I could only use "you" instead.Fortunately, the two of them share the same mind, and they didn't care about these details at all.

Standing not far away, guarding Qianqing, the director of my family, Gui Zao, thought that Qianqing was going to call Lin Zichu "Big Brother" in public again, and lose my family's face.

Who would have thought that the lord would change his words suddenly, and did not call out any unruly titles.

Gui Zao was overjoyed, and immediately felt that Lin Zichu was not so annoying anymore!

The two of Qian Lin stepped down from Yanwu Stage, intending to walk towards the place where Zhengyang Xianzong is located.

Suddenly, a monk's exclamation was heard, and there was a commotion in the hall.

Someone blocked the way for the two of them to go forward and shouted: "Lin Zichu! Fellow Daoist Lin Zichu, your sword! Come and see your sword..."

Lin Zichu asked strangely, "Sword?"

At this time, he was wearing the fairy sword on his right waist, and he stretched out his hand to help it, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

It was Qianqing who discovered the clue, he laughed twice, and said:

"It's the 'Sword Ranking'..."

Lin Zichu was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously followed what Qian Qing said, and put his consciousness into the "Sword Ranking List" on the top of Xianjian Peak.

This list uses yellow silk as the base and sandalwood as the axis.

A breeze blows, and the scroll flutters.

There has never been a definite number in the ranking of fairy swords.

Except for "Taifu Queyan", which ranked first, the rankings of the other immortal swords have all changed.

It's just that monks practice for a very long time, and a million years are just a snap of the fingers.

More than [-] years have passed since the last change of the Xianjian ranking.

That time, it was Qian Qing's mother, Lan Qiugui, who lost her sword "Bai Lan" and lost her ranking.

20 years later, due to the appearance of Lin Zichu, the fairy sword ranking has changed again.

Fairy Sword - Kun Qiao!

I saw golden light bursting out on the fairy sword ranking list, emitting a dazzling light.

Some monks had to take back their spiritual consciousness first, so as not to dazzle their eyes.

After the golden light, the word "Kunqiao" finally fell on the list.

I saw that it was written on the leaderboard:

Taifu Queyan!

Nine questions!

Kun Qiao!

Hundreds of patience!

……

"Kun Qiao!! Lin Zichu's saber is named Kun Qiao, and it ranks third in the list of immortal swords!"

"There is no doubt that the Kunqiao Immortal Sword will replace the Frost Dragon Sword and become the number one Frost Sword in the Ice and Snow Department!"

"It's amazing. Lin Zichu became famous in the first battle, and from then on, he will be famous all over the world!"

"..."

The martial arts hall is noisy.

on the other hand.

Outside the martial arts hall, under the towering god tree.

Not far away, there was the noisy noise of young people, but the monks standing under the shade of the trees all showed solemn expressions, as if they came from two worlds with the young monks in the martial arts hall.

The first to break the tranquility was the second head of Kaiyuan Xianzong, Sect Master Bairen.

His face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and he was wearing a royal blue robe, apparently he had lost weight in the past few days.

When he spoke, his voice was clear and clear.

"...I don't know what is the important thing for all the immortals to call this deity here?"

There were nine people standing under the sacred tree.

They are the eight immortals of Zhengyang Xianzong and the master of Bairen.

Sect Master Bairen, as the second leader of Kaiyuan Xianzong, has a higher status than the Xianjun of Zhengyang Xianzong.

It is really against the rules for the eight immortal monarchs to "invite" Suzerain Bairen to appear in the martial arts hall.

So upon hearing this, the other immortals who were not aware of the situation all turned their heads to look at Feng Zhaoming at the same time.

I knew Feng Zhaoming had a close relationship with Sect Master Bairen, so if I put this big Buddha first, Sect Master Bairen would not tear his face apart and suddenly go crazy?

Feng Zhaoming was dressed in a battle robe like fire, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and sat cross-legged on the side.

His appearance was cold and elegant, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even look at Sect Master Bai Ren.

Still Diaozhuo Xianjun took a step forward and said:

"Sect Master Bairen forgive me. I have invited you here this time, so I naturally have something to teach you."

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Sect Master Bairen said with his hands behind his back:

"Don't let the Zhengyang Immortal Sect bully this deity to be alone, and want to deal a ruthless hand. If Feng Xianjun alone strikes, this deity will suffer a lot. There is no need to call so many people."

Sect Master Bairen said this in a way that was vague and indistinct, and the rest of the immortals were quite ashamed.

Tiaozhuo hooked the corner of his mouth, quickly changed the subject, and said:

"I don't know if Sect Master Bairen has heard of it. In recent days, there have been frequent cases of mortal beings being attacked in the mortal world."

Sect Master Bai Ren turned his back to Diao Zhuo, faced the sacred tree, and said for a long time:

"Shouldn't Immortal Lord Diao Zhuo be responsible for investigating this matter? Why are you asking me again?"

"I didn't come here to ask Sect Master Bairen for advice," Diao Zhuo said, "It's because we have made new progress in recent days."

"Oh? What is it?" Sect Master Bairen turned around and "looked" at the past with his long-blind eyes, "Let's listen."

Immortal Diaozhuo avoided the gaze of Sect Master Bairen, paced around under the tree, and said slowly: "...these mortals whose hearts and souls have been dug out, some of them still have a little consciousness. Before dying, some mortals personally told Benjun, said that the one who killed him was a black leopard."

When the word "Black Panther" was mentioned, some immortals gasped.

Feng Zhaoming suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Diao Zhuo.

Diao Zhuo ignored it, and continued: "He begged me to seek justice for him. He also said that the black panther was as huge as a mountain, and it dug out the heart of others with one paw."

Hearing this, Sect Master Bai Ren raised his neck and laughed.

He was really thin, with a sharp Adam's apple in his neck, and he looked aggressive.

"Hahaha."

Sect Master Bai Ren said: "What is the Dao of the deity? Is it the black panther that hurt people? There is no need to explain this kind of thing to the deity. Farewell."

"Wait a minute, Sect Master Bairen." Immortal Diaozhuo took a step forward and stopped him.

Sect Master Bairen smiled and said, "What else do you want to say?"

"Sect Master Bairen, ordinary black leopards don't want the hearts and souls of mortals. If I remember correctly, is the original body of the sword beast clan also a clouded leopard that is completely black?"

Before the words fell, someone among the immortals made a commotion.

Who knows, the Patriarch Bairen is the last survivor of the Sword Beast Clan.

Although he is in a high position, he still can't get rid of his identity.Whenever a mortal is killed, everyone tacitly agrees that the first person to suspect is Sect Master Bairen.

Only Sect Master Bai Ren gave a sinister laugh twice:

"That's right. As we all know, the original body of this deity is the Black Panther. Why, according to Immortal Diao Zhuo, are you sure that these mortals were all killed by this deity?"

"How dare you be so clumsy, of course I'm not sure." The cold-faced fairy in white didn't understand what a compromise is. He took a step forward, stared into the eyes of Sect Master Bai Ren, and said: "So, I sincerely hope that the Sect Master will cooperate with the investigation and inspection. , to remove the suspicion, so that I can find the real murderer as soon as possible."

Sect Master Bai Ren turned his head towards where Feng Zhaoming was sitting, and took a deep look at him.

Feng Zhaoming sat quietly aside without saying a word.

The right hand hangs down, holding the handle of the Nine Questions Sword.

"..."

Sect Master Bairen sneered and asked, "How do you test it?"

"It's very simple." Immortal Diaozhuo said slowly: "The Sword Spirit Guardian Beast, which devours the hearts and souls of mortals and intends to breed offspring, cannot use its spiritual power and degenerates into a mortal. I would like to ask the Sovereign to cooperate and show the 'Avenue of Time No.1' 'The peerless style."

"..."

Hearing this, Patriarch Bairen was silent.

The rest of the immortals whispered:

"No wonder."

"I said it's so strange."

"Sect Master Bairen is blind, and usually relies on his spiritual sense to detect things, and his divine sense is domineering."

"It's quiet today..."

"too weird……"