[Comprehensive] This seat is the first in the world

Xuan Wu looked at Bai Yuanqiu, holding the fly whisk in his right hand, and the agarwood rosary on his chest in his left hand, and said in a deep voice, "Master Bai, since you have committed a risk with a thousand gold body, please forgive the old Tao for offending you."

Bai Yuanqiu said indifferently: "I will not forgive you."

Her smile stayed on the corners of her lips, her brows were not on the brows, and her eyes were full of coldness, "You can trample on the land of my □□ religion, if you dare to come, you should leave your life behind!"

Dark clouds flowed in the sky, and snow flakes slowly fell in the forest.

The old Taoist had a kind face, counting the beads with his left hand, twelve tung seed-sized round beads popped out one by one, leaving faint afterimages in the air.

Bai Yuanqiu's shoulders shook slightly, and the phantom moved and unfolded, instantly pulling the distance between the two sides to within ten feet. She tapped her finger on the nearest agarwood bead, and the twelve beads that were pulling each other in the air burst at the same time.

Xuanwu's face was as heavy as iron, and he tapped the handle of the whisk lightly on Ren Shaoshu's body, and the other person was sent to a safe place a hundred steps away, and the tail of the whisk spread like a rolling curtain, leisurely towards Bai Yuanqiu. Neck twisted away.

The distance between the two sides was less than a foot, Bai Yuanqiu stretched out his arm and grabbed Chenwei, and the three thousand threads of troubles fell into my hands immediately.

"The old Taoist heard that the master Bai's swordsmanship is the best in the world." The moment Bai Yuanqiu touched the whisk, the true energy in his whole body burst like a river and sea, and rushed towards the opponent's meridians. where?"

The sound of shouting and asking resounded through the sky.

This young religious leader was once knocked down by Zhou Lin in the Central and Northern Dynasties, and his internal energy was in chaos. Even though it seems to have recovered now, the foundation has collapsed, and he can still be fooled at ordinary times. Not too long.

Bai Yuanqiu stubbornly resisted his opponent's true energy, tilted his head, and smiled softly: "Guess."

Before she finished speaking, the middle finger and index finger of the woman's left palm stood upright, and the sword formula was firmly held in her hand.

On the battlefield, the scattered unclaimed swords all let out a clanging sound.

The old Taoist shrank his pupils sharply, and he wanted to let go, but the hot handle of the dust whisk was firmly stuck to his palm.

Thousands of swords in front of him floated in the air one after another, and the cold, blood-colored sharp blades slowly fell down, and finally all pointed at the center of Xuan Wu's eyebrows.

The old Taoist was expressionless, and only murmured in his mouth:

"Immeasurable... Celestial Venerable!"

Above the clouds above the heads of the two, suddenly heavy snow fell in response, rushing straight to the top of Bai Yuanqiu's head like lightning.

Bai Yuanqiu spread his palms and made a steady upward posture. The swords and soldiers hanging in the air instantly gathered and merged into a three-story-high sword, with the tip of the sword facing the sky.

"go."

Outside the arena, Ren Shaoshu tightly gripped the handle of the knife, his knuckles turned white, he felt a force constantly calling for the long knife in his hand, to let him go, and let it go with Bai Yuanqiu.

Is this demon a human being?

Daoist Xuanwu is the national teacher of China, the head teacher of Qingwei Sect in Qicheng Mountain, maybe not as good as Su Zheliu in terms of skill, but his understanding of the mysteries of the Dao of Heaven is unparalleled in the world.

The Qingwei Sect has been detached from the world for many years. Unless the royal family's life is threatened, they will never go out of the mountain. It was the nine princes who entered the mountain alone and had a long talk with Taoist Xuan Wu in Zhuoxue Pavilion before inviting this living fairy into the army , becoming a sure-killing piece lying on the chessboard.

Seeing the scene of Bai Yuanqiu fighting Xuanwu, Ren Shaoshu became suspicious of the word "must kill" for the first time.

In the end of this round, who will win and who will lose?

The big sword pierced into the snow column, and then sank into the stratus clouds. After a moment of silence, accompanied by a loud noise like thunder, a clear light from the Nine Heavens suddenly fainted.

The wind and snow in the sky were completely smashed, and the sword was broken, and it fell like rain in a blink of an eye.

Underground, Bai Yuanqiu and Xuan Wu had separated.

Xuan Wu's face was serious, his hand whisk was bald, he looked at Bai Yuanqiu, and asked word by word: "Castle in the air, can you ask the way of heaven?"

Bai Yuanqiu replied calmly: "I can't bear it, I can't let it go, I'm still at ease."

If the old Taoist realized something, he would twist his beard: "Passing through life and death, experiencing sorrow and joy, so although the leader is in the vanity fair, he can transcend it, absorb the idea of ​​immortality on the battlefield, and turn it into his own sword intent. .”

"It's unavoidable if the lower body is in the game, and the Qingwei sect has been leisurely out of the world for generations, why bother to wade into this muddy water?" Bai Yuanqiu chuckled, "Choose to be the enemy of this seat, and the Taoist lineage of Qishang Mountain will be destroyed." The day can be expected."

"The □□ religion will never be destroyed, and I will never die in the rivers and lakes." Xuanwu said calmly.

It's not that he really doesn't know the world at all. Strictly speaking, he really took advantage of his opponent.

Because there are military forces such as the Christianity and the Northern League in the world, the one in the palace is worried that one day his head will be secretly taken away by an expert in his sleep, and the outside world is surrounded by powerful enemies. The emperor of China tolerated the existence of Jianghu forces in his own family.

At the very least, some powerful warriors have to be bought to protect the high-ranking officials in the court.

"It turns out that the Daoist priest is so clear in his heart." Bai Yuanqiu smiled, his sleeves puffed up, and his sword was full of energy, "Don't worry about it, if our Southern Region really loses, Nalan Jiuhui will not tolerate you?"

□□The leader's long sleeves fell off with a slight flick, and the sword qi condensed the line, sweeping away, and there were fallen leaves in the air that were broken into two pieces for no reason.

Xuanwu clasped his hands in circles, with his left palm up like chasing a bird, his right hand down like pressing a lute, after the circle, the opponent's energy disappeared like a mud cow falling into the sea, and the toe of his right foot touched the ground weakly, and his color was peaceful. : "Tides ebb and flow, flowers bloom and fade, everything in the world has its own definite number."

"Since there is a definite number, why force it?"

"Long Mian Guo Zuo, don't ask right and wrong."

Bai Yuanqiu laughed out loud when he heard the words, his hands flicked his fingers like flicking swords, one layer, two layers and three layers, and the layers were stacked like waves, and he quickly pushed towards the old Taoist chest.

Xuan Wu only waved his hand lightly, and the mighty sword energy in front of him seemed to dissipate again, sighing softly: "The leader is still young, just in his heyday, and has no way to do anything, now that his strength is exhausted, don't mess around."

The snow at the beginning had already consumed [-]% of Bai Yuanqiu's true energy, and just asked Tian Yijian to go to another [-]%, so there may only be about [-]% of his true energy left in the dantian of the leader in front of him. The time is too short, even if she recovers, she will not be able to recover How many.

A hundred steps away, Ren Shaoshu's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

Bai Yuanqiu chuckled, and suddenly stretched out his palm and patted the ground lightly. Then, with her as the center, within fifty feet, countless piles of snow floated up, covering the white clothes successfully.

Xuanwu shook his head: "It's a small skill." The old Taoist shifted his body weight to his right foot, tapped the ground for strength, and then quickly floated into the snow and mist, his whole body's energy was firmly locked in one place.

As if in the snow and fog separated by heavy curtains, in an instant, the leader of the **** and him passed by three times, and each time the two sides got a little closer.

"The leader wants to escape?" Xuan Wu asked.

There was a laugh in his ear: "The Taoist priest thinks about the beauty."

Before the words were finished, the old Taoist dodged, his hand was like lightning, and he firmly grasped Bai Yuanqiu's left arm, saying in a deep voice, "Even if the leader wants to leave now, it's probably too late."

"To each other." Bai Yuanqiu smiled, and at the same time stretched out his hand, tightly locking Xuanwu's left arm.

The snow curtain fell to the ground in an instant.

Xuan Wu's eyes widened slowly, looking at the woman's gentle smile in disbelief, then slowly lowered his head - the Taoist robe on his body suddenly had a hole in his chest.

The tip of the sword, which was crystal clear like moonlight, protruded from the hole, and the surrounding blood was fresh and bright red.

"My sword is here, is Taoist satisfied?" Bai Yuanqiu smiled softly.

"So that's how it is." Xuan Wu said softly, he remembered that the □□ leader carried a sword from Quan Zhongyu, which was crystal clear and connected with his master's soul.Just now after Bai Yuanqiu joined his sword and soared into the sky, Quan Zhongyu did not fall with the other broken soldiers, but was infused with her true energy and stopped on the cloud.

No wonder her qi was consumed so quickly.

At the end of his life, Xuanwu looked at Bai Yuanqiu very calmly, his eyes filled with the deathly silence of death.

Bai Yuanqiu did not rush, and said calmly: "Seeing that the Fengling army is doomed, I am alive, and the two families can still use Fengcheng as a boundary. If I die, there will be someone in Wushuang City who will go to the Zhongdi's child's family at any cost. The tripod emphasizes geometry."

Xuanwu paused.

"Don't listen to her, Daoist, Feng Ling's army will not perish, and the court will not perish!" Ren Shaoshu roared, he raised his hand, under the armor, the sharp arrows glowed coldly.

This is the last move Nalan Jiu prepared for him. As long as the machine is pressed down, its force is enough to kill a congenital expert. The only flaw of this crossbow is that the stamina is too strong. If it is used, the momentum will break the person attached to it arm.

When Xuanwu heard this, hesitant eyes disappeared, the old Taoist destroyed his dantian in an instant, and all the irresistible qi stored in his meridians leaked out in an instant.

No matter what, Bai Yuanqiu must die today.