The Transcendent Immortal

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"Uh-" Xiao Chen gave a beast-like roar, and Zheng squeezed Ye Fei's long sword into seven or eight pieces.

Ye Fei's face changed, and the Immortal Sword of the Immortal Cultivator was destroyed, and it was bound to be chaotic. He urged the whole body to be a real person, and slammed into Xiao Chen with a palm. .

"Uh ah!" Xiao Chen's face was full of blue muscles, ignoring the following horror, he used his full strength to fight, and the two palms hit the past, the two palms collided, and the situation suddenly changed, a loud noise rang, and Yu Li spread out. In the future, several large trees nearby were turned into powder, together with the rocks in the distance, they couldn't collapse.

A shocking blow made everyone's face far away: "He ... he could even put Ye Fei on the palm!"

Ye Fei stepped back a few feet, his face pale and ugly. He never expected that the skill of the other party had soared several times in such a short period of time. I saw him suddenly bit his finger and stroked halfway through the air. , Forming a blood-red giant sword in the air.

"Sacrifice the sword with blood!" Just heard him scream, and the blood-red giant sword roared towards Xiao Chen, the sword was fierce, the air wave flew everyone nearby, and Xiao Ruo's face changed greatly in the distance: "Master!"

"Ah--" Xiao Chen screamed and rushed to the full body of Zhenyuan. His left palm was towards the stem, and his right palm was towards Kun, shaped like Tai Chi. It was the Xiaoxiao's Jiuxiao Biluo.

The wind was violent, and the rocks were flying across, as if the force between heaven and earth had been driven by him, the mountains were shaking and the earth was moving endlessly. The coming giant sword roared away.

The bang made a loud noise, and the world changed color. Several nearby hills turned into powder under the bombardment of the air waves. The ground also cracked countless cracks, but it has not been terminated. Like the turbulent ocean, it is unstoppable, and the blood-red sword is scattered invisible instantly.

Ye Fei spurted out blood, slammed his palms against the first palm force, and made a loud bang. That palm force beat him heartbroken, and he didn't wait for him to exercise again. The second palm force followed. When he finally hit the fifth palm, he couldn't bear it anymore. He spit out a bit of blood and flew back more than ten feet away.

The anti-shock force of Jiu Xiaobi's falling palm was also beyond Xiao Chen's ability at the moment, and he spit out a bit of blood.

The mountain shook gradually, looking at the countless cracks in the ground, everyone in the distance was already faceless, Ye Shao fell down on the ground, and it was frightened, and the loud noise of fighting on this side also alarmed the three elders on the other side.

Xiao Chen shook his steps, and walked towards Ye Fei, who was vomiting blood on the ground ten feet away. Xiao Ruo ran up and burst into tears: "Master, don't go anymore ..."

Xiao Chen flicked her sleeves and pushed her away. At this moment, he was murderously shrouded in his body, and he was already determined to kill Ye Fei, even if he was not in Sanqingmen!

Ye Fei saw him walking towards him step by step. His eyes were full of cold killing intent, and his heart was cold. Then he read a spell, and a small red flying sword flew out of his cuff and quickly cut to Xiao Chen's neck. .

The little flying sword was in a desperate situation, and it had struck in the blink of an eye. With a sound of fire, Zheng fired, but it was the unprotected sword protecting the Lord. He flew over and blocked the blow.

Ye Feimu said with a terrified look, trembling: "What are you going to do ... This is Sanqingmen! Don't mess up, from now on, Ye Fei will leave Wangxia Valley and will never commit you again ..."

He was hit hard by Jiu Xiaobi before, and it was difficult to transport Zhenyuan at one and a half moments, so he had to delay the time and wait for the arrival of the three elders. As for Xiao Chen, he also had the determination to kill, and he must be killed in the future.

"Hey ..." Xiao Chen's mouth showed a cruel smile, and Shen Sheng drank: "You have no chance!" Drinking the Wujin Sword suddenly turned into a white awn, taking the first level away.

Ye Fei's pupils contracted for a while, and at this moment he felt a completely cold killing intention. At this moment, three sword lights flew in the distance: "Xiao Chen stop!"

Ye Feiru got the last life-saving straw and shouted, "Elder save ..." But before the last word was spoken, the sound came to an abrupt end, blood spattered, and the head had flown into the air. To the moment of death, his eyes It was still wide open, and the word "rescue" was still maintained.

Everyone in the distance was frightened, and the three elders also changed their faces, murmured speechlessly: "Xiao Chen ... you ..."

"Hey ..." Xiao Chen smiled coldly, his eyes turned, and fell on Ye Shaochong. Ye Shaochong shuddered and shouted, "Elder saves his life!"

With the sound of "咻", the innocuous sword turned into a white awn and flew towards him. Just half a foot away from him, he only heard a bang, the sword was opened, and the sword of Elder Wu was also broken. Two shots were taken, but Xiao Chen's sword was deflected, saving Ye Shaochong's life.

Life and death hang in the line, Ye Shaochong was scared and incontinent, his crotch was wet, he quickly got up and hid behind Elder Wu.

Without a single blow, Xiao Chen knew that the opportunity was gone. Sanyuan Burning Heart's counterattack was coming. Suddenly, his body was burned like a raging fire. His eyes were black and he lost consciousness.

In the early morning three days later, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed. The furnishings in the room were neat and elegant, and he had returned to the courtyard. After waiting to roll over and sit up, he felt only a burst of pain. It's the same as being forcibly spliced ​​together, but it can't move.

"You just hurt, don't move."

A girl in a green shirt came in from outside the house with a green sword hanging from her waist and a green butterfly butterfly hairpin inserted in her bun.

"Sister Luo ..."

Xiao Chen shook his head a few times, recalling what happened three days ago, he worked hard to run the Sanyuan burning heart recipe, as if he had killed Ye Fei, and then he could n’t remember what happened, and suddenly thought of something, he quickly said: "Zhao Prince What about? "

Luo Shiyan shook his head and sighed: "He was just stunned. Three elders have been treated with Yungong in the past three days. I think it should be fine."

Xiao Chen felt a little relieved, and thought that Prince Zhao was beaten to death by Ye Fei that day. At this time, only a gust of wind was heard outside, and two sword lights fell in the courtyard, imagining two young men in white.

"Sister Luo, the elders invite you to take Brother Xiao to Sanqing Temple."

"Okay, I know, and I will come afterwards."

"Then please drop sister Sister faster." The two said, and flew to Canglong Peak again with Jianguang.

"Sister Luo ..."

Luo Yanyan walked back to the house and sat by the bed, just shook his head and sighed.

"Relax, one person does one thing, I won't hurt sister you ..."

Luo Yiyan remained silent, and looked at him after a long time: "Is it better?"

Xiao Chen nodded: "Well, it's okay." He walked down from the bed.

A few moments later, the two went to the courtyard, and Yan Yu took off his sword. He was about to fly him to Canglong Peak. Xiao Ruo came out of the room suddenly: "Young Master ..."

Xiao Chen turned around and smiled softly: "It's okay, I'll be back soon ..." Then he set foot on Feijian, and as Luo Jiyan thought for a while, Feijian turned into a green man, carrying the two toward the tower Canglong Peak in Ruyun flew away.

The mountain of Lingtai Mountain is steep and connected with peaks and peaks. Looking down from above, it is like a giant sword on a flat ground, pointing directly to the sky. Luo Yiyan was afraid that he might fall, so he held his arm tightly.

Xiao Chen stood in the back, and his hair fell to his face, smelling a fragrance, he couldn't help but wave of heart, and he couldn't help recalling the situation when Ling Yin taught him to control the sword thousands of years ago. At that time, the two of them had a bitter bitterness in their hearts.

The Sanqing Hall was built on the Canglong Peak. The hall was solemn and solemn. Everyone was the elders and disciples of the Sanqing Gate. The three elders were also in Luoxiafeng, Wu Song and Liu. Make a sound.

The old man at the head of the temple was majestic and sitting in danger. It was the elders who sternly took charge of the punishment. The sandalwood curled behind him enshrined the icon of the Sanqing Patriarch.

Luo Yiyan walked in and whispered: "Elder, Brother Xiao has brought it."

Sternly waved her hand, motioned her to step aside, then looked at Xiao Chen, and said sharply, "Xiao Chen!"

"The disciple is here." Xiao Chen was not frightened by this sound, but just felt a little weak, so the voice was not loud.

At the moment, a lot of inner disciples also gathered outside the hall, all talking in a low voice: "Is that person Xiao Chen? I heard that they murdered them only a month later, they fell into Xiafeng really chaotic ..."

Xiao Wan'er, Xiao Han, and Shang Guanyan were also in the hall. Shang Guanyan stood behind the elder elder and looked at Xiao Chen with great interest. Xiao Han stood behind the elder elder without expression, and Xiao Waner stood at the third elder Bai Ying Behind him, squeezing his palm tightly, Cheng Ying next to him.