When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

It was the blue-clothed monk with superb swordsmanship, and he didn't leave.

Jianxiu hugged Su and twirled on his toes, and left the range of the spiritual energy, and landed on the treetops like a light feather.

Zhaoqin got up from the ground, rushed under the tree but found that it was covered by an enchantment, he could only shout: "Give me back Master!"

"I am Fengqing, the sword cultivator of the Chong'an sect, and I will not harm Su and the immortal." He said in a deep voice, "The emperor and the immortal can fight with all their strength."

Chong'an faction?Surprise flashed across Liu Wangyuan's and Su Wenqing's eyes at the same time.

I've heard it, but it's the first time I've seen it. There is no other reason. Thousands of years ago, this sect was the No. 1 sect in the Six Realms. Later, due to the emergence of the previous master, the Linfeng sect and Bimeng Pavilion were able to emerge in large numbers. It fell from the title of "No. [-]", and when everyone realized it, the Chong'an faction had already moved to a certain poor mountain and deep ditch.

The world of self-cultivation is changing too fast, and only ancient books can be used to recall the past scenery of the Chong'an School. If this sword cultivator did not appear, no one would be able to remember it.

Thinking that although this person's sword intent is awe-inspiring and domineering, but there is no intention of being tricky, sword cultivators naturally judge people with swords, Su Wenqing felt that what he said was true.

Who……

Su He vaguely smelled an extremely elegant green bamboo fragrance, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, only vaguely seeing a stern and delicate outline.

The person in his arms coughed lowly, Feng Qing lowered his head, and saw a line of blood running down the corner of Su He's lips, about to drip onto his clothes.

Zhao Qin's eyes widened. He saw the sword cultivator flicked his wrist, and a handkerchief of the same color reached his palm. Then he even wiped the blood from the corner of Master's mouth!

Presumptuous! ! !

Zhao Qin wanted to scold, but didn't know how to scold.

Unable to be seen by everyone, Feng Qing glanced carefully, but without any emotion, from Su He's hair tip to his neck.

Why are you so old?

Feng Qing remembered that Su He formed alchemy very early, and his appearance had already stabilized. Since he joined the Chong'an School to practice kendo, he had cut off contact with the outside world, but he knew clearly that with Su He's cultivation and state of mind, he became famous in the six realms. The characters are but a matter of time.

He Dao Dao Dao Da Neng Su and Xian Zun, Feng Qing knew the day he entered the world, but he thought that if he could meet again, he would definitely see a high-spirited supreme power, but he didn't want to be so weak.

Zhaoqin was spinning around under the tree anxiously, and this apprentice actually patted the chest lightly for the master, so that he could spit out the mouthful of blood.

I'm going to kill him, Zhao Qin thought sadly and angrily.

The barren mountain was seriously injured by Emperor Wangyuan, and the injury has not healed. Although he is also a Huashen, he is still far behind the Wenqing Xianjun in his peak period. Even Yaokong can't make up for this gap.

"Hmm!" Yaokong knelt down on one knee a little bit unbearably, when he raised his head again, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the devilish energy in his body suddenly surged.

"Yao Kong!" Barren Shan shouted, it's useless to enter "Rage", and it will hurt his own cultivation!

But Yaokong can't care about so much anymore, Moxiu is dedicated, he is fascinated by Cao Nan for a while, and he will save his sweetheart no matter what.

The magic energy turned into a huge black horn, and following Yaokong's roar, it fiercely slammed into Su Wenqing's sword barrier!

However, Su Wenqing only took half a step back!

After half a step, Su Wenqing let go of Langyue, let it run on its own, and quickly made seals with his hands on his chest. With the blessing of powerful magic techniques, Langyue's sword intent was cold, like the moonlight, but the killing power during the period was strong More than a few times.

"Ask Qing Xianjun!" Seeing Yaokong spit out a mouthful of blood, Huang Shan said sharply, "You two Taoist couples, do you have to make enemies with the Demon Realm today?"

"When will you be able to replace the entire Demon Realm?" Wang Wangshou appeared at some unknown time, leaning against the door of the mansion, next to a cauldron, and Tai Gu looked at this scene and wanted to fight!Fight harder!

And Emperor Wang Yuan had forcibly beaten the Caoshuang brothers back to their original forms.

Once the Yaozu transforms into form, unless they are voluntary, being beaten back to their original form is a loss of cultivation.

"Looking head!" Huang Shan looked at him: "You should know that last time I returned to the Demon Realm, many demon cultivators were already dissatisfied with Qilu Mountain!"

A moment of hesitation flashed in Wang Wangshou's eyes, thinking that it was unnecessary to have a rift with the demon world because of a mere barren mountain.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Wang Yuan held a rabbit in one hand, and said in surprise: "Which demon cultivator is dissatisfied, you can let them come to me." Then he looked at Su and asked: "Ask me, do you want stewed or braised?"

"Hey hey!" Wang Wang couldn't help it anymore, he felt that Emperor Zun was not joking, no... this man can do anything!It is small to die on a barren mountain, but if the demon world is ashamed, it will inevitably bury disaster!

As soon as Su Wenqing's seal sank, Barren Mountain and Yao Kong knelt on the ground together. He knew what Wang Wangshou meant, and he didn't really intend to let Barren Mountain fall here. It's just that this wolf-hearted man lacks the courtesy, justice, and shame of a powerful cultivator, and is wise. Kai Hui.

It was really hard for Su Wenqing not to beat him up.

"Emperor Wang Yuan!" Huang Shan demanded immediately after he was freed: "This matter has nothing to do with Cao Shuang, he is my wife, you have no right to execute him!"

I thought it would be difficult to negotiate, but Emperor Wang Yuan nodded in agreement when he heard the words, and then threw the rabbit on his right to him.

As soon as Caoshuang fell into the bosom of the barren mountain, it turned into a human form, coughing heart-shakingly and lungs, and felt that it was about to disappear, but she was able to slow down the breath, and then kowtowed fiercely to Emperor Wangyuan: "Di Zun, I Brother, he didn't do it on purpose, please let him go! I'm willing to die for another life!"

Emperor Wang Yuan snorted coldly: "What is your fate?"

"Cao Nan, the rabbit demon, hurt Su and the immortal, the barren mountain, even if the incident is known to the six realms, even if we strip him of his cramps and cut off reincarnation, no one dares to say no." Su Wen said lightly. Continuing.

Huang Shan's face was ugly, as if he was struggling with something, and finally asked: "How could Su He be hurt by Cao Nan? He is so powerful."

"Yeah, you don't know anything." Su Wenqing stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at him coldly: "I think I'm self-righteous and ungrateful. We don't need to tell you about Suhe's situation. You just need to remember one thing, you are not human." People have treacherous minds, they will lie for you, and they will use up endless tricks every day, this is Qilu Mountain, not a place where you monsters collude and wanton!"

Cao Shuang's nails were about to dig into his flesh, he was ashamed and indignant, his only thought was that everyone should have a good time, suddenly, Cao Shuang raised his head and shouted loudly: "Immortal Venerable! Please forgive me, Lord Immortal!" My brother! Please!"

Zhao Qin suddenly turned around: "I will kill you!"

"Ahem..." Su He heard it for a while, but he couldn't move, his chest hurt and his head hurt, as if being pulled from the middle with a blunt knife.

Get lost... Su He cursed in his heart, he shook his head uncomfortably, followed by a slightly cold finger on the neck, with a thin layer of callus, like a snowy breeze, fell on his heart all of a sudden, the pain Much relieved, Su He subconsciously grasped the person's arm, trying to open his eyes, but his consciousness fell into the abyss in the rare comfort.

These two fingers also rubbed and rubbed lightly twice, with a sense of comfort.

Everyone saw it clearly, but Emperor Wang Yuan took a deep breath. According to his years of experience in reading scripts, this is not right!

Huang Shan stared at the man's hand, and there was anger in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Then Feng Qing picked up Su He, and he floated down with the people, the spiritual power spells used to cover his face dissipated, revealing a handsome and indifferent face, from the tip of the eyebrows to the corners of the eyes, as if carved from high-quality jade Made, but not the slightest popularity.

The cedars in the forest are eroded by wind and rain and remain motionless.

Supreme Sword Dao, this person succeeded [-]% of the time, and Emperor Wang Yuan could see through it at a glance.

There are very few sword sects, and there are countless sword users in the six realms, but the way of practice is different. The way of swordsmanship is the least considered and the most boring one. All the inheritance is nullified, and the only thing to do is to transform oneself into the Tao and the heart into the Tao, and there will be nothing but the sword in his hand.

This requires practitioners not only to work hard, but also to have first-class talent.

The last sword repair genius, I have forgotten who it was.

Although Emperor Wangyuan and Xianjun Wenqing had superb swordsmanship, if they were to focus on it wholeheartedly, they would not have.

A powerful sword repair is itself a sharp sword.

Emperor Wang Yuan had seen Wushu Sword Cultivator before, but this one in front of him made him feel that he had truly opened the door to the way of swordsmanship.

Zhao Qin cautiously followed behind Feng Qing, thinking how long will you hold my master in your arms?

Feng Qing had no intention of letting go of Su He, his eyes moved from the face of the barren mountain to the rabbit monster in Emperor Wang Yuan's hand.

"That's right." Feng Qing said: "This demon sucked the golden cores of three disciples in my sect, causing them to lose their cultivation and weaken to death."

Emperor Wang Yuan was very generous, he threw Cao Nan to the ground, "You want revenge? You come first?"

"Do you dare?" Huang Shan glared at Feng Qing, his words never falling, "Unless you want to be chased and killed by my demons!"

Emperor Wangyuan was going to laugh, the barren mountain was becoming more and more useless, a majestic Demon Lord actually used the Demon Realm to suppress people.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qing was unmoved, and nodded: "Renxiu, Feng Qing."

After saying that, the sword hanging behind him jumped into the air. Although the sword was covered with a layer of white cloth, it was so sharp!

Zhaoqin was close, and he stared blankly. For a moment, he felt that it was not a sword, but a person!

The long sword spun twice in the air at an extremely fast speed, only Emperor Wangyuan present understood his meaning, but did not stop him.

Changhong pierced through Cao Nan's body, circled around in the air, and came back behind Feng Qing.

It's not sloppy at all, it's unbelievably fast!

With a tragic wail, Cao Nan's body turned into black ash, and then shattered piece by piece.

Su Wenqing's pupils shrank slightly.

The soul is scattered, and its reincarnation is cut off.

There is no quicker, crueler punishment.

If it was only because of the three disciples who died in vain, it would be enough to let Cao Nan pay for his life, and only one soul was still alive, and the barren mountain could have a way to bring him back to life.

But now, there is nothing to do.