Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an, Zhu Lian, Pei Qian, Cui Dongshan, Zhou Mili, Zhou Fei, Miyu, Changming, Chen Lingjun, Zhongqiu, Suiyouyou, Hongxia, Peixiang, Yu Xingxuan, Wei and Jin, Ningyao.

Line Peak, Full Moon Peak, Qiuling Mountain, Shuilong Peak, Cloud Blowing Peak, Pianying Peak, Qiongzhi Peak, Yujiao Peak, Big and Small Solitary Mountains, Dogwood Peak, Qingwu Peak...

Luolu Mountain is a mountain, and the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain are viewed.

This is a unique viewing ceremony that has never happened before in the history of Aquarius Continent. Maybe it will be difficult for anyone to imitate this move for thousands of years from now on.

The Bamboo Emperor had already issued an order, and all the mirrors, flowers, water and moon in the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain had been closed, and holding a jade tablet, he personally presided over the Ancestral Mountain Formation. The immortal who seemed to be the manifestation of Zhengyang Sword Dao, patrolled the old and new peaks, only As far as the eye can see, there is an invisible sword energy, which smashes all the mirror flowers, water moon and other monks who show their magical powers. The Bamboo Emperor had no choice but to do this. The family scandal should not be made public. How much could it be covered up today?

The old ape in white stared at the sect leader at the door and said in a deep voice: "Say it again."

The Bamboo Emperor was worthy of being a first-class tyrant. He looked extremely calm and said with a smile: "Since you didn't hear clearly, I will say it again. From now on, Yuan Zhenye will be removed from the genealogy of my Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall."

The old ape in white clenched his hands into fists, veins popped out on the back of his hands, and sneered: "Bamboo Emperor, do you really want to act so rebelliously? Are you going to destroy the foundation of the mountain gate if you encounter a little storm? Do you really think these two little losers can do this? Do you want to do whatever you want here?"

The Bamboo Emperor sighed quietly in his heart. Aren't these two young men enough to do whatever they want?

That trip down the mountain, you, the mountain protector, protected Tao Zi from Qiuling Mountain, and we went to Lizhu Cave together. Since you took action, why didn't you just beat the two young men to death together? Want to leave behind troubles and implicate Zhengyang Mountain? As a result, both Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang are already extremely lethal swordsmen. What is the rank of Liu Xianyang's flying sword? None of the three Xia Yuancui could stop them, especially Chen Ping'an. You, Yuan Zhenye, don't know how the young people sat down to drink tea in the ancestral hall behind you, and how they played with people's hearts and applauded. Liu Xianyang was of course very scary in today's sword questioning. What was even more terrifying was Shanzhu Chen who was hiding behind the scenes and watching everything with a smile!

The leader of a sect and the worshiper of a mountain, the two sides who should have the same hatred and fight side by side, no one has a word to say.

Liu Xianyang, who had finished his sword inquiry, was sitting behind the desk, drinking and eating melon.

Liu Xianyang admired the Bamboo Emperor greatly. He felt that this guy's character and face were really good materials for him to be the leader of the sect.

Previously at the Stopping Sword Pavilion, Liu Xianyang asked three old swordsmen at the same time. Not only did he win, but he also dragged Xia Yuancui to the top of the sword. Now Xia Yuancui was lying comfortably on the ground basking in the sun, so busy Very soon, while he was injured and pretending to be dead, he was silently recuperating and warming up his sword spirit. His mind was probably racing, thinking about what he should do next, how to pick up a little face from the ground.

The ancestor Xia Yuancui stayed away from the incident, while Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu were devastated and hurried to Jianding.

The two old swordsmen were followed by a large group of guests watching the ceremony. Because they showed up at Jianjian Pavilion early, they seemed to have no choice but to go to the dark side. They only hoped that Zhengyang Mountain, whose swordsmen were as good as clouds, could tide over the difficulties this time.

Hearing that the Bamboo Emperor wanted to delete Yuan Zhenye's name from the genealogy, Tao Yanbo was in a state of panic. Without any regard for etiquette, he called the sect leader by his first name and said angrily: "Bamboo Emperor, are you crazy?! You have to talk crazy. To be honest, even if you are the sect leader of Zhengyang Mountain, you are not qualified to act arbitrarily and remove a mountain protector without permission!"

The Bamboo Emperor looked as usual, smiling bitterly in his heart. He was still talking about the rules of the Ancestral Hall. If I'm not careful, the Ancestral Hall behind me will be gone.

Moreover, among the old and new peaks, only Tao Yanbo's Qiuling Mountain has a clear relationship with Yuan Chongfeng, but not the first line of peaks.

It's inevitable to break your muscles and bones, but it's better than having to change your sect leader and start all over again. Especially without me, the Bamboo Emperor, sitting in Zhengyang Mountain, it is destined to be difficult to achieve success.

When the green shirt swept over a line of peaks, the sword hovered outside the mountain gate.

Some of the monks who had originally wanted to rush to the rescue of Zhengyang Mountain quickly stopped. Who dared to cause trouble?

So in the end, Xu Hun was left alone, looking extremely lonely. Yufeng rushed to Zushan and landed on the top of the sword.

This gave Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu a little peace of mind. Today was full of surprises and bad news, but finally there was good news.

Although Xu Hun came, he could not hide his solemn expression, because his mountain climbing move was a desperate move.

Qingfeng City and Zhengyang Mountain, the two newly promoted sects of Aquarius Continent, help each other. It is a relationship where one is prosperous and the other is destructive. Not to mention the wart armor on Xu Chun's body, the one on his legitimate son Xu Binxian and Qiulingshan Tao Zi's. The marriage, coupled with some instructions from the Yuan family behind the scenes, did not allow Qingfeng City to be indecisive at this juncture and become the weakling.

The Bamboo Emperor smiled at Tao Yanbo and said, "Then let's hold a discussion in the ancestral hall first. Just nod and shake your head, and there will be a result."

The Bamboo Emperor smiled and said: "Master Chen, can you wait a moment? There will be a sword question later. If the situation is unavoidable, Zhengyang Mountain is willing to take the sword."

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Ping'an put his hands behind his back and stepped on the night sword. The soles of his shoes were still more than a foot away from the long sword. He smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will give you at most one stick of incense. Don't wait until it's too late." "

Then the Bamboo Emperor immediately flew his sword to send a message to the Sword Immortals of all the peaks, asking all members of the Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Master Hall, regardless of whether they were serving guests or ministers, to come to the top of the sword immediately. All the direct disciples of all the peaks must gather in the Stopping Sword Pavilion.

Among the groups of peak sword cultivators who blocked Liu Xianyang's climb on the Xianfeng Mountain Road, those who could wake up now were all awake, and those who could not get up on their own were all helped up by their elders or fellow disciples, who had just gained the support of the sect leader Bamboo Emperor Send an order, either go to Jianding to discuss matters, or go to Dingjian Pavilion to gather.

Streams of sword light flowed from the peaks. There were snakes and snakes, and birds had their own paths. According to the sword-driving rules established by the Zushi Hall, high and low, following the trajectory, they rushed to Zushan, but the sword cultivators no longer had the usual strength. Such a leisurely mood, after all, in the air high on the respective mountain tops, there are people who are either sword immortals or martial arts masters overlooking the sight. I always feel that if I feel slightly unsatisfied, the sword light will come straight down, or the fist will strike like a rainbow in the sky. , beat them until they fell to the ground, and they only knew whether they were alive or dead.

Among them, Wei Yueshan, the steward of Bailudu, and Ni Yuerong of Guoyunlou, carefully braved the wind to go to the first line of peaks. The two brothers and sisters have never been so close to each other in their lives.

Leng Qi, the female ancestor of Qiongzhi Peak, was even more embarrassed. Mi Yu's sword energy was like a formation, covering the sky and the sun. She felt that she couldn't break through those rays of light sword energy. What's more, once the sword was drawn, wouldn't it be the same as Mi Yu's? The sword fairy asks about swords? The contents of the previous Feijian message had already made her tremble with fear. Later, the Sword Immortal Cao Jun used three random swords, cutting down the three geomantic treasures of Qiongzhi Peak. They were all devastated, and there was no trace of the immortal style anymore.

But she herself is a member of the Ancestral Master Hall, and the direct disciples of Qiongzhi Peak also need to rush to Tingjian Pavilion immediately. Is it okay to stay in the mountains?

Mi Yu was a little hesitant, should he let the woman go to discuss the matter? Let her go. It would be too shameful to let her go. It seemed a bit unmanly and he seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for the woman. So he felt embarrassed for a while and had to ask Chief Zhou in his heart. Ask for advice humbly.

Jiang Shangzhen laughed and suggested in his heart: "Mi Cixi, what's the difficulty? You might as well open a small door and allow only one person to pass through. It's less than one person tall. The orioles and swallows in the mountains lower their heads and file out like birds flying away from the branches. Isn't that right? A rare landscape painting?"

Mi Yu suddenly realized that he was worthy of being the chief, and he was indeed much better than himself this time, so he followed Zhou Fei's method. The scene was indeed pitiful.

At the same time, Mi Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the guests watching the ceremony on Qiongzhi Peak and the neighboring peaks to see if there were any people who cared about flowers and cherished jade. With an angry look on his face, he was fighting for the injustice of the fairies on Qiongzhi Peak. He felt that he It's bullying.

Tao Yanbo was extremely anxious. This old swordsman from Qiuling Mountain, who was in charge of a mountain's treasury, never expected that the Bamboo Emperor would seriously hold the meeting of the Ancestral Master Hall, and he was determined to hold the meeting outside the door. How could it be done properly? ? There are no rules, no rules, and it is extremely embarrassing to hold such a meeting. How dare the Bamboo Emperor do this? He is really a thing that can do without any face!

Tao Yanbo was filled with grief and anger. He hated the ruthlessness of the Bamboo Emperor today. He also hated the treachery of the guests who came to watch the ceremony and then left. He didn't even drink a glass of wine today or even climb half a step up the mountain. He treated our Zhengyang Mountain as a latrine. ? !

It's just that there are so many people who need this Zhengyang Mountain God of Wealth to hold grudges that Tao Yanbo has to pick and choose and scold them, but the powerful hunting envoy Cao Ping is a neighboring mountain sect with the Zhengyang Mountain Sect. Jun Yueqing, Liu Laocheng, the leader of the Immortal Realm of Zhenjing Sect, and Tao Yanbo didn't even dare to curse in their hearts, but only dared to slander them.

To a large extent, Cao Ping's viewing of the ceremony was equivalent to congratulations from the frontier troops of the Great Li cavalry. Moreover, Cao Ping also had a surname from Shangzhu Kingdom. Who is the most famous person in the entire Baopingzhou Mountain today? ? In fact, it was not Song Changjing, not His Majesty the Emperor of Da Li, or even any mountain monk, but the patriarchs of the Yuan and Cao families. Because of the territory of a continent, from emperors, generals, officials, dignitaries, to the rivers and lakes, to the markets, to the countryside, Painted portraits of these two civil and military door gods hang on the doors of every household.

In many southern countries that have separated from the Great Li vassal, people are still accustomed to hanging portraits of these two door gods. The local court and government, even if they had some thoughts, did not dare to force the people to replace the statues of their own Man Mo Temple heroic spirits as door gods.

The mainstay that the Yuan family built in the frontier army was not a descendant of the Yuan family, but General Su Gaoshan, who was promoted to the first hunting envoy of Da Li with his outstanding military exploits in that battle. Unfortunately, Su Gaoshan died in the battle, but Cao Cao Ping, but still alive.

Tianjun Qizhen and Shen Gaozong at most dislike Zhengyang Mountain, and it is unlikely that they will really care about Zhengyang Mountain in the future.

But the Shujianhu Zhenjing Sect and the Lord of Zhongyue Mountain, Jinqing, are definitely going to stand on the opposite side of Zhengyang Mountain.

This means that the location of the lower sect of Zhengyang Mountain in the old Zhuying territory will become extremely unsatisfactory, causing stumbling blocks and small shoes.

Compared with Tao Yanbo's anxious state, Zhang Lü Yan Chu's expression on the side was gloomy and uncertain. After thinking about it over and over, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and it felt like a village had a bright future, and the sky fell. Those who are taller are put on top first, such as the patriarch Zhuhuang, his uncle Xia Yuancui, and Yuan Chongfeng.

In addition, the relationship between Qiuling Mountain and Luo Po Mountain is extremely bad, and there is absolutely no possibility of things getting better today. But Shuilongfeng, Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang, Luolu Mountain and Longquan Sword Sect have always had no grudges. Now that things have come to this, dangers are everywhere. How it will end in the end is still unclear. It feels like... It seems that the sect is about to be destroyed, but no matter what, Qingshan is left without worry of no firewood. No matter how aggressive the greetings in Luopo Mountain are, even if it is like Liu Xianyang said, the ancestor hall on the top of the sword will be demolished, it can't be done. Are you really going to smash the old and new peaks one by one? So is it possible, with proper planning, to help my Shuilong Peak and the mountains close to me, become a blessing in disguise?

Liu Xianyang was actually not lightly injured, but not serious either. He shamelessly begged a female cultivator from Huamufang for a piece of handkerchief, tearing off a piece and wrapping it up. He raised his head now, Stop nosebleeds.

The only strange thing was that the two Nascent Souls, Yan Chu and Tao Yanbo, were dragged into the dreamland by him. After being slashed by the river a few times, their injuries were far lower than expected.

Liu Xianyang was too lazy to think too much, so he just thought that these two old swordsmen from Zhengyang Mountain were indeed not in the Yuanying realm, and they were still somewhat capable.

But if that guy Chen Ping'an hadn't said that keeping these two people would be useful, Liu Xianyang would have become fierce, and Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu wouldn't have had to go up the mountain to discuss matters.

Before Chen Ping'an came down the mountain, Liu Xianyang had a heart-to-heart talk with him because he was really curious about how this kid did it to make the Bamboo Emperor so easy to talk to.

"What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into the Bamboo Emperor to make him willing to take the initiative to remove that old beast from the genealogy?"

"Let him choose one of the two. Between him and Yuan Zhenye, only one can survive. The Bamboo Emperor believed it."

"From your tone, it sounds like I can't believe it?"

"Normal people don't believe it. I'm not mentally ill. Killing a serious sect leader? At least Ferry Cao Xunshou wouldn't agree to this."

Liu Xianyang glanced at the Bamboo Emperor and wondered if this guy would scold his mother if he knew the truth.

"Even if the Bamboo Emperor is 90% sure and tells himself that he can not believe this, as long as he is not 100% sure, he would rather give up a mountain protector to worship him. It sounds unreasonable, but it is actually not surprising, because This is the reason why the Bamboo Emperor can sit in that place and chat with me, so as long as he sits here today, even if another person talks to me, he will definitely make the same choice. Of course, this is not the same as your asking sword to climb mountains too fast "

The two peak masters of Bo Yun Peak and Pian Pian Peak, Old Sword Immortal, have already arrived at Jianding Peak.

Liu Xianyang actually had an average impression of so-called pure sword cultivators such as Bo Yunfeng and Pian Yingfeng, neither bad nor good.

It's not bad because he didn't hesitate to draw his sword on the battlefield of Aquarius Continent.

It's not good, because as a sword cultivator, I have never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The Aquarius Island monks have gone from being the most useless group of immortal masters on the mountain to becoming the most qualified cultivators in the world. Therefore, hundreds of schools of Qi practitioners and wild cultivators in the mountains and rivers are now very I rarely look up to the monks from other continents, but I admire the sword cultivators from Luzhou in the North the most. They travel south with their swords, dare to kill and fight, and die when they dare. Bai Shang, the first person in the North, Li Cai from Duckweed Sword Lake, Tai Cai Huang Tong, the Patriarch of the Hui Sword Sect, comes from the Bone Sword Immortal Pu Juan of the Ghost Valley... Who is not a sword Immortal whose sword light spans thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and can make the night as bright as day?

But the Aquarius Island monks who live in a corner don't really care about one thing, because they admire Beiju Luzhou the most, especially those sword cultivators, all of them are domineering, even the King of Heaven and I are not afraid, and they dare to use their swords with anyone. There is only one place I admire, and that place is called the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

And with a local sword cultivator resisting a great wall of sword energy that has existed in the world for ten thousand years, even the group of sword cultivators who have a bad opinion of someone have to admit one thing. Fortunately, this someone is one of their own.

And this person is the friend who asked Jian Zhengyang Mountain together with Liu Xianyang.

Liu Xianyang gnawed on fruits.

Situ Wenying, you can actually take a step later and take a closer look.

Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand to twist the handkerchief that blocked his nose, then raised his hand, waved it vigorously, and greeted an upper-level fifth-level monk in the distance with a smile: "City Lord Xu of Qingfeng City, it seems like this is the first time we have met. Hello, my name is Liu Xianyang, and I am very familiar with your wife and son. Chen Pingan has already told you about the ancestral warts of my family, right? City Lord Xu, please rest assured, that is what I mean, Since it is a transaction, even if the price is not very fair, it is still a transaction in the end. I recognized it then and I recognize it now."

Xu Hun turned to look at the young swordsman who could not tell the seriousness of his injury. He said nothing and had nothing to talk to Liu Xianyang.

Liu Xianyang saw that he was pretending to be deaf and dumb. Why, everyone is a Jade Pu Realm monk. Just because you are not a sword cultivator, you can look down on others?

Liu Xianyang was furious and tsked, "Did Chen Ping'an forget to remind you that you'd better not climb the mountain today, or do you think I can no longer hand the sword to you at the top of the sword?"

In an instant, on the bank of a long river, Xu Hun instantly put on his armor and started to perform his natal magic, like a god standing on the earth. In just an instant, Xu Hun was horrified to find that the mountains and rivers were changing, and he was in an unknown place. The famous battlefield, looking up, is surrounded by golden-armored gods whose feet are already as high as mountains, stepping on the earth, and mountains like mounds are being opened wantonly with every step. These ancient gods seem to be forming a formation to charge, making Xu Hun He looked extremely small. Just to dodge those footsteps, Xu Hun had to tighten his heart strings and control his body to keep flying. During this period, he was swept across the body by a kick from a majestic god. Xu Hun, who could not avoid it, found that he was still standing where he was, but his soul was still there. It was like being pulled out and dragged away. The astonishing tearing feeling made Xu Hun, who was wearing a wart armor, feel heart-wrenching pain and difficulty breathing. This military strategist was famous for his huge killing power. The monk had no choice but to use an escape technique as a last resort. After that, every time the ground was trembled by the stampede of the gods, his soul was swaying, as if he was being cooked and refined in a furnace...

Xu Hun knew who the real enemy was, so he tried his best to use his magical powers to observe Liu Xianyang's movements, but the other party did not deliberately hide his traces at all. On the ground, Liu Xianyang was able to step lightly on the passing gods at will. On his shoulders, and even on his head, the young swordsman always had a smile on his face, as if he was condescending, overlooking the world, looking at Xu Hun, who had to hide in the earth.

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "This war armor that blinded our old Liu family was in vain. If I were to wear it, I would be able to travel far and wide for at least a thousand years."

Xu Hun just wanted to speak.

Liu Xianyang had already snapped his fingers, as if the entire long river of time had stagnated. A golden-armored god stepped on the earth with both feet, or touched the bottom with one foot, and raised one foot high. On the earth, there was that big The demon corpses were just bleeding with blood, just like the turbulent river rolling away. The weapons of the gods were broken and scattered, and the golden light stretched for thousands of miles everywhere... In this still picture of the vision of heaven and earth, Liu Xianyang's figure fell to the ground, lightly Stomping his feet lightly, he said: "Xu Hun, how about we make a deal? Just follow the rules of your Qingfeng City, okay?"

Xu Hun knew what this little bastard was talking about, he wanted to hand over his armor that had been refined into his own destiny!

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "It's okay to have opinions. I don't have any mountain-moving sages around me to help protect the formation. I have to take you to a few more battlefield sites. They are all old friends. No need to thank you. Uncle Liu works for others and has a broad mind. The word "er Tie" means kindness."

An old debt that had been settled was settled, but you Xu Hun insisted on climbing the mountain, and you thought I, Liu Xianyang, was blind, could I really not see that wart armor? ! There is no such bullying old god on the mountain as you.

Liu Xianyang couldn't help but lead Xu Hun through ancient battlefields one after another, going upstream and farther and farther, and then the Lord of Qingfeng City saw a god who should have fallen long ago, one of the twelve highest positions.

The god is hanging high in the sky, just because the god is so huge that Xu Hun can see the whole image of the god by looking up, a pair of golden eyes with pure divine nature, a strict appearance, shining golden light, and a figure as big as a star hanging in the sky .

The god just moved his head slightly, and the atmosphere of the avenue shifted like stars. It frowned slightly, as if it had seen an ant that dared to run around in the long river of time.

Just being suppressed by the aura of the avenue, Xu Hun was already bleeding from all his orifices in an instant, and countless tiny tear marks appeared on his body and soul. Xu Hun could no longer care about anything and shouted loudly: "Liu Xianyang, save me!"

Liu Xianyang sat cross-legged on the canopy, shook his head and said, "But you don't have a friend like Chen Ping'an around you. Who will save you?"

Xu Hun was almost heartbroken. Even if he faced an immortal monk, he would not be so desperate. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Liu Xianyang, give me back your Hao Zi Jia!"

Unexpectedly, Liu Xianyang twitched his lips and said, "Since I have sold it to you, I have no intention of buying it back."

Liu Xianyang held his chin with one hand and watched from a distance as a high-ranking god in charge of the various divisions of the Lei Department blasted Xu Hun's conjoined body and soul with five thunderbolts.

Of course, the injuries that Xu Hun suffered were like running water through ten thousand years of mystery and mystery. It was greatly reduced. Maybe there was not even one in ten? Anyway, Liu Xianyang himself was sleepwalking in ancient times, taking every step and being careful enough. So far, he has never really experienced the killing power of any high-ranking god. The most dangerous time was when a higher-ranking god just glanced at him casually, and then Uncle Liu I was forced out of my dream and stayed in bed for several months.

The old master Chen Chun'an, who carried the sun and the moon on his shoulders, once chatted on the edge of the cliff. He and Liu Xianyang, who had not yet recognized his identity at the time, said with a smile that the long river of time was like a rope with countless dead knots, and there were countless knots. The ants are walking on it, life and death, and the flow is uncertain. Maybe the so-called pure freedom means who can leave the rope?

On the top of the sword, several old sword immortals noticed something strange, and then Xu Hun from Qingfeng City's whole body bloomed like a flower of blood. He staggered, leaned back, fell to the ground, and then got up with difficulty. Taking a look at Liu Xianyang, who was still sitting calmly behind the desk, his figure was swaying, and Xu Hun actually left the top of the sword with the wind.

Xia Yuancui no longer dared to pretend to be asleep. While all the attention was on Xu Chen, the old swordsman stood up like a carp, landed on the ground, and stood behind Yan Chu.

Yan Zhanglu immediately moved two steps laterally, took another step back, and stood side by side with Uncle Xia.

Liu Xianyang said to himself: "I am still kind."

Realizing that a large number of eyes were coming towards him, Liu Xianyang slapped the table and said angrily: "What are you looking at? The road on the top of the sword is uneven. City Lord Xu fell to the ground by himself. You are all different. You only know how to watch a show. You are the only one." Do you blame me for not helping you?"

Liu Xianyang covered his face and nose with his hands, quickly raised his head, pulled open two pieces of handkerchief again, blocked the nosebleed respectively, then immersed himself in eating melon, and continued to squint at the excitement.

That night, Liu Xianyang and his friends were lying on wicker chairs respectively. The guy next to him put his hands on his sleeves and said that it was not very interesting for the two of us to ask how many people we could kill with swords. Let the sword immortals in Zhengyang Mountain, It might be more interesting to turn against one another, ask each other for swords, and cut people's hearts to pieces.

Don't worry, when the time comes, the one who will be hit by the sword the most will definitely be that old beast.

Yuan Zhenye has served as a mountain protector for Zhengyang Mountain for thousands of years. He has worked hard and is second to none in terms of merit and hard work. He has moved mountains and peaks and protected the mountain for thousands of years. He has defeated waves of powerful enemies in the open and dark. After all, he still had to do the dirty work in private, and finally, in full view of the public, he ended up in a situation where everyone was betrayed and separated from his relatives on what was originally a glorious celebration.

At that time, Liu Xianyang turned sideways and asked curiously, do you hate Yuan Zhenye so much?

In fact, it stands to reason that although Chen Ping'an does hold grudges, he doesn't have to be so flawless and plan to protect and worship a talented person.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, shook his head, nodded again, then smiled brightly, and gave Liu Xianyang an unexpected and reasonable answer. It was indeed what Chen Pingan would say and do.

"It almost killed you back then, so I started to hold grudges from the first day I learned boxing. I must let that beast die both physically and mentally!"

One wave comes after another.

The head of the Xu family in Qingfeng City, a dignified Jade Pure Realm military monk who was capable of attacking and attacking, was actually wounded by Liu Xianyang with just one look. He showed heroic spirit and generously attended the meeting, but left sadly with his injuries.

Therefore, people inside and outside Zhengyang Mountain have the same idea.

Who commented on the ten young people and the ten candidates in Aquarius Island, and what about their eyes? Why is there no such a number one figure as Liu Xianyang? !

And the "blind person" who is the culprit, "Tian Wan" from Zhuyu Peak, is currently in a house in Shuilong Peak, standing on a bench, eating the remaining half of the plate of wine-poured crabs, standing aside The person sitting here is a monk in the Dragon Gate Realm who is going crazy. As the proud disciple of the Patriarch Yan Chu, he plays an important role in managing a mountain of espionage. He can’t even wrap his head around trying to figure out what is going on with this female Patriarch today. He calls himself "Brother Genius", praises himself as "a genius you won't see in a thousand years", and then starts to talk nonsense, saying Brother Liu, you can't blame me for not being included in the review. , It’s okay, when I saw Brother Liu later, I slapped myself in the face as an apology.

Liu Xianyang failed to be selected into the ten young people. It seemed that he suffered a big disadvantage due to his age. In fact, it was Tian Wan, the mother-in-law, who did this intentionally. The oldest person selected was forty years old, and Liu Xianyang was just forty-one at the time.

Senior brother Zou Zi, behind the scenes, selects the ten young people and ten candidates in the world.

Junior sister Tian Wan followed the gourd's example and deliberately chose Liu Xianyang to be forty-one years old before carefully selecting the two lists with ulterior motives for Zhengyang Mountain.

The monk who was in charge of Zhengyang Mountain's intelligence asked in a trembling voice: "Master Tian came here today. Does he have something to discuss with this junior?"

In the past, he always called Tian Wan by her first name, but today, Tian Wan was almost like a crazy woman, and he was flustered.

Tian Wan glanced at him sideways, her voice was still the same, but from her eyes to her face, she was definitely not normal, "Brother Genius, you don't care about drinking and eating crabs with me at the same table? Why, you look down on others? Believe it or not, I'm disheveled. Run out the door and say at the top of your lungs that you covet beauty, have sex after drinking, and molest me?"

The Dragon Gate monk had no choice but to sit down cautiously, poured a glass of wine for Tian Wan for the first time, and carefully reminded: "Master Tian, ​​the sect leader has ordered that we have to go to the first line of peaks."

Tian Wan suddenly raised her orchid fingers, her eyes as charming as silk, "What's the hurry? It's not too late to leave after drinking."

But it grossed him out.

At the gate of Xianfeng Mountain, the swordsman in green shirt who said he was willing to wait for one more stick of incense looked around and said with a smile: "Within the rules, everyone does what they like."

Miyu glanced at Qiongzhi Peak at his feet. Some of the women who stayed in the mountain looked up at him, their eyes moistened by autumn water.

Mi Yu was so angry that everyone really thought that I was an old bachelor who was not picky about food? I don't even want to ask around, but at least half of the reason why I have such a bad reputation in my hometown is due to the jealousy of those old and young bachelors.

Old Jian Xiu Yu Yue was overjoyed when he heard this and was gearing up.

After Liu Yu left Qiongzhi Peak, she did not follow her master directly to Zushan Tingjian Pavilion. Instead, she fell sharply and landed at the gate of Xianfeng Mountain. She went to help Yu Xu, who had woken up with weak breath. She was covered in sweat. He asked in a trembling voice: "Master Chen, can we leave?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "Of course."

Yu Ping and Liu Yu actually have nothing to do with this question of swordsmanship. The two of them were just thrown out by old swordsmen like the Bamboo Emperor to deliberately disgust Liu Xianyang and the Longquan Sword Sect.

However, Liu Yu's character is not bad, but the Yu Xu in front of him, forget it, he is indeed very attached to Zhengyang Mountain, and he should practice here early in the morning.

Chen Ping'an spoke to the young peak master of Yujiao Peak in his heartfelt voice: "You can't even pretend to be different. No wonder you will be expelled from the Longquan Sword Sect. From now on in Zhengyang Mountain, we will continue to work hard, learn from others, and strive to become a master first." In the Nascent Soul Realm, if you learn how Yan Zhanglu, the Tao Caishen, wields a sword, and then practice a Jade Pu, you can learn how to learn from Patriarch Xia."

Yu Ping's lips trembled and his face turned pale.

Before today, even though he suffered a huge humiliation from the Longquan Sword Sect, after arriving at Zhengyang Mountain, he was still a first-class proud man, and even became a golden elixir and became a forty-year-old young man. Sword Immortal has founded Yujiao Peak and can recruit his direct disciples. The sword cultivator of Yujiao Peak has been spreading since then, full of longing. Sooner or later, he will ask Sword Dragon Spring Sword Sect and Sword God Xiushan!

Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Still not leaving? When you leave, remember to act to the end. Otherwise, you will be full of energy and dare not ask for swordsmanship even though you have the strength to do so. Will your reputation be bad in the future? Will you only be able to connect with such a Zhengyangshan person?" I can’t even survive.”

For the monks from all walks of life in Aquarius Continent who did not need to get involved, today was just a matter of watching the excitement from a distance, and they were so full that they almost died from starvation.

First, Huang He, the owner of Fenglei Garden, appeared at Bailudu, and handed out a sword from a distance. The sword light dispersed and fell on the peaks at the same time. It was like a ceremony for outsiders to observe Zhengyang Mountain, kicking off today's ceremony. A good start.

Having this scene in the landscape painting made the trip worthwhile. Even if Shanze Yexiu couldn't go to the first line of peak to sit down and have a drink, the trip to Zhengyang Mountain would not be in vain.

At the banquet, the immortal wine is wine, and the wine in the market is also wine. At different prices, one can drink for fairy money, and the other can drink equally and lively.

Then Liu Xianyang, the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect, appeared at the gate of Zushan Mountain, asking questions about swordsmanship and unexpected events one after another, which made others dizzy and satisfied in their hearts. Liu Yu from Qiongzhi Peak, Yu Xi from Yujiao Peak, and the woman from Full Moon Peak The ghosts each held their swords, but none of them could stop Liu Xianyang from climbing the mountain. Not only that, the two sword formations at Bo Yun Peak and Pian Jing Peak were as weak as paper when faced with Liu Xianyang's sword attack. After that, The two groups of sword cultivators in Qiuling Mountain and Shuilong Peak suffered heavy casualties. The fallen sword cultivator suffered a broken sword, and the body of a Longmen realm sword cultivator was thrown directly to the foot of the mountain by Liu Xianyang.

And no one expected that this young swordsman who was previously unknown in Aquarius Continent not only successfully climbed the mountain, no one could stop him, but even the three old swordsmen responsible for guarding the Stop Sword Pavilion failed to stop him. When Liu Xianyang reached the top, even Xia Yuancui, the respected old swordsman of Full Moon Peak, fell into the same situation as Yu Xu, and was actually dragged to the top of the sword by Liu Xianyang.

During this period, as if echoing these sword-asking questions from afar, the immortal ferry boats and the monks on the mountain tops, either openly or quietly, left the Zhengyang Mountain boundary one after another.

Is there such a ceremony in the world?

One by one, pure warriors and swordsmen, hovering high in the sky, riding the wind, stepping on the peaks.

Isn't it clear that this means moving mountains? The mountain Luolu Mountain is moving to today is Zhengyang Mountain.

As for the blue-shirted swordsman who is the master of Luolu Mountain, how will he question the sword when he appears at the mountain gate?

unimaginable.

With Liu Xianyang in front of him every time he asked the sword, the spectators at various peaks felt that it would be difficult to have a bigger surprise.

After Liu Yu and Yu Xu left.

Chen Ping'an looked up at the top of the sword, discussing matters with the ancestral hall, and reminded him in a considerate voice: "Half of the stick of incense is over."

On the occasion of words.

In the sky above the top of the sword, an extremely refined sword light appeared.

Even Wei Jin raised his head and looked at the sword light with concentration, as if he was quite surprised.

I saw the initial sword light the size of a mustard seed, and instantly stretched out a rainbow of bright sword lights, all in a straight line, spreading rapidly in all directions.

Then one after another sword light paused at the same time. A total of ten snow-white straight lines were vaguely visible. At the stagnation, A, B, C... Ren, Gui, a total of ten small regular scripts formed by the condensed sword energy, golden light shone brightly. Eye-catching.

Ten golden characters with strong sword intent began to rotate slowly, and ten long lines of sword light rotated accordingly, casting slender shadows on the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.

After that, the sword light burst out in all directions for the second time. This time it was the evolution of the sword path of the twelve earthly branches, and it was subdivided into twelve sword light trajectories, each with its own text, controlling those swords that were a few feet shorter than the heavenly stems. The long line of light began to rotate in an orderly manner, which caused twelve negligible but extremely thrilling "cool shades" to appear on the first line of peaks.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light at the center of the circle branched into twenty-four straight lines of sword light and bloomed outward. At the top of the sword light, the golden text with the twenty-four solar terms suddenly hovered, and compared with Based on the pure straight lines of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, when these words appear, there is a sword that seems to reach the realm of heaven and man, manifesting twenty-four different solar terms in the four seasons of the year.

After that, there were still twenty-eight sword lights, like twenty-eight stars, rotating in the sky, eventually forming a circular galaxy.

After that, thirty-six peaks appeared, like mirages, standing in the territory divided by sword lights in the sky.

Then there is the chronology of the sixty-year period, like a weird accountant, arranging the years for the long years between heaven and earth.

There are still seventy-two sword lights, as if they are rivers copied from the Three Continents, and then the immortals use their great supernatural powers to forcibly straighten the meandering water.

After that, there were one hundred and eight shortest straight lines of sword light, which finally connected into a circle through the golden words at the top that looked like one hundred and eight orbs.

Circles of sword light, layer upon layer, densely packed, the sword energy is high in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, the sword intention is majestic and orderly.

One man asks for swords and forms an array in the sky.

So much so that the entire Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Mountain, all the monks at Jianding and Stopping Sword Pavilion were shrouded in the shadow of the sword light.

When it comes to self-created boxing moves, Chen Ping'an is a bit inferior to Cao Ci, who claimed that his new boxing was "less than thirty" in that Gongde Lin Wenquan.

But I am a sword cultivator. Do you, Cao Ci, have the ability to create your own sword technique?

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and it seemed that this was too shameless to compare with his friend Cao Ci.

Suddenly taking a step sideways, a green shirt floated to the ground. Chen Pingan raised his arm, put his fingers together, and lightly touched the white jade hairpin in his bun.

On the Jianding side, the discussion has actually begun. The matter discussed is very simple. They each expressed their stance and nodded to express their agreement to remove Yuan Zhenye's name from the Zhengyang Mountain Golden and Jade Genealogy. They shook their heads to express their rejection.

But some of the old masters were hesitant and unhappy.

Chen Pingan took a step back and reached out to hold Ye You's sword hilt.

It was only afterwards that I learned that Mr. Qi once told the mountain-moving ape that if he left Lizhu Cave when he was young, he would step on Zhengyang Mountain.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and stooped slightly. In this way, he felt much more relaxed and murmured: "Then let's go one?"

Holding Yeyou in hand, he swept across with a sword, the sword light bloomed, and a line cut across the foot of Zhengyang Mountain, directly cutting off the root of an ancestral mountain in Zhengyang Mountain.

Not only that, Chen Pingan held a sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the mountain gate, and knocked on the hilt of the sword with his left hand.

The entire first-line peak was lifted up, several feet above the ground!

Then the sword formation in the sky shrunk slightly, and then crashed to the ground with lightning speed, smashing the entire Sword Top Patriarch Hall in an instant, causing dust to fly and shocking the world.

You just continue to discuss things.

I first opened the peak, then picked up the mountain and demolished the ancestral hall.