The Path Toward Heaven

Only then did He Wei feel the pain, and screamed with anger and fear!

The Kunlun disciples only knew what was going on, and they hurried to control the sword, trying to set up a sword array to trap the people.

Jing Jiu disappeared from the place.

The faint sword light and white shadow passed by He Wei again.

He Wei screamed again, and his left arm was broken again.

Blood kept flowing down and wet the feathers of the cold bird.

The cold bird felt the omnipresent sword in the sky, and his eyes were full of fear, and he was afraid to fly away.

He Wei resisted the pain, fell down from the Han bird, and fled to the sky on the flying sword.

With a light buzz, the flying sword broke into two pieces. He fell heavily from the sky to the ground, accompanied by the flash of sword light, and his legs left his body.

Jian Guang converged again.

Jing Jiu appeared beside him.

The Kunlun disciples in the distance looked at this scene, guessed his identity, and were horrified, thinking that Jingyang is so scary!

He Wei's pale face was full of despair, watching him hissing and saying, "No ..."

He had a lot to say, but there was no chance, his head crooked, and he rolled down from his body to the ground.

A faint ray of light floated from the broken neck and turned into a human shape, rushing away towards the barren hill.

Jingjiu ignored it, turned and looked at the sword array formed by Kunlun's disciples, and waved.

Dozens of powerful swords broke away, like the Kunlun School of Swords, and cut off the bodies of more than ten Kunlun strong men.

He Wei's sword ghost swept across the barren hill.

Zhao Layue was there.

She pointed out in the volley, and more than ten sword lights drifted away, cutting the sword ghost into pieces.

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The Kunlun people dispersed like birds and beasts.

The Han bird was afraid to fly away, until Jing Jiu took a look at it before dare to leave.

Su Ziye stood up from the grass, saluting respectfully to Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu.

Zhao Layue said: "The next thing is to handle it yourself."

At that time, Jing Jiu had promised Su Ziye to help him establish a new ancestral gate.

There was a branch of fire on the bottom of the cold mountain that belonged to the Xuanyin sect, but now it is only the original owner. Of course, the better veins are in Kunlun Mountain.

Only Su Ziye and his casual practitioners and disciples collected in the West China Sea could not do this, but the Windblade Church was involved, and the court would give them secret support. It would take less than a few decades to reach Kunlun. Factions pose a real threat.

Of course, the premise is that the Qingshan Sect must maintain a unique position in the Chaotian continent and still be able to deter the Zhongzhou faction.

After finishing the incident, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue did not leave Lengshan immediately, but sneaked into the ground through the big crack to look at the fire carp.

When they flew out of the big crack, the waiting people had arrived.

It's so natural to talk about real people standing in the mountains and grass, it seems to be part of the world.

He looked at Jing Jiu with a sigh and said, "He killed He Wei, and wanted to lie to the gods and beasts I sent, would it be too much for a real person to do this?"

Jing Jiu said: "The potential is in the green hills, so we must do it."

Tan Zhenren said: "You and I are both monks. When the road is invisible, what is imperative?"

Jing Jiu said, "The most important thing Yuan Yuanqi wants to do is to get rid of you. As an uncle, I always have to help him."

Tan Zhenren heard no anger when he heard what he said, and calmly said, "How can you and the two of us really compete for thousands of years? Can you still destroy Yunmeng Mountain?"

With Jing Jiu and Nan Wang successively entering the heavenly realm, even if it is not Yin San, there are already four big creatures in Qingshan Sect, and three guards, coupled with the emergence of talented disciples, now the sea has broken There are eleven people.

In contrast, in the past 100 years, there have been no remarkable figures in the Zhongzhou faction, and the difference in strength between the two sides is very obvious. But there is nothing wrong with talking about real people, such as the Aoyama Sect and the Zhongzhou faction. They do not know how many means are hidden. It is basically impossible to completely defeat the opponent and destroy the opponent's gate. Moreover, the strong have never taken risks. With the current situation in the practice world, even if they want to take risks, they should be considered by the Zhongzhou faction.

The icy mountain wind blew the weeds of midsummer.

The two were separated by a distance of more than ten feet, so they looked at each other quietly.

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No one knows this meeting between Jing Jiu and Tan Zhenren in Lengshan.

In the eyes of the Aoyama crowd, the Zhongzhou faction has entered the autumn. If it weren't for the two peaks of the two real people, the unicorn Kirin and the two immortals, I am afraid that they would have surrendered.

Of course, Qingshan also has its own problems, and it is a huge problem.

As many sayings say, the biggest problems are often internal problems. The dispute between Jingyang real people and Taiping real people has been going on for more than 400 years. Some people have died. More importantly, the internal friction is serious.

Fang Jingtian always wanted to welcome the real people of Taiping. Even the real people of Guangyuan supported this proposal. If it was not for the attitudes of the Taoist denominations such as Guocheng Temple and Yimaozhai, as well as the strong opposition in Qingshan, they would have done so already. Already.

Shenmo Peak, Bihu Peak and Tianguang Peak will never accept Taiping's return to the mountains. The young disciples of Liang Wangfeng respect Fang Jingtian, but they will not agree with this proposal, because it is related to their most valued ideas, right and wrong, good and evil.

If in spring, Fang Jingtian could become the new head of Qingshan Sect, or he could change the view of Qingshan Jiufeng for decades, it is a pity that he had no chance.

Jing Jiu awoke and walked through the sky.

He seriously injured the real Taiping in Chaoge City and drove away Yin Feng and Xuan Yin Ancestors.

Then he went to Lengshan and in the presence of Kunlun faction elders, disciples, and some sectarian practitioners, he lightly killed He Wei, the head of Kunlun faction.

The entire Chaotian continent was shocked. How strong is Jing Jiu now? Has he reached the point where he talks about two real people, or Liu Ci's real people? Or does he have returned to Jingyang's level of real life?

These conjectures changed a lot of things, or changed the attitudes of many people. For example, in Qingshan Sect, few people still agreed with Fang Jingtian's statement that he was a sword monster of all things. For example, Yunji Town suddenly became lively again.

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Yunji Town has always been a scenic spot, and Qingshan is not far away. There are many tourists visiting it every day, but it is rarely as lively as it has been recently. There are practitioners everywhere on the street. Some old people in the town still remember the stories told by their ancestors. They couldn't help shaking their heads again and again. Do they want to mess up again? Fortunately, although Yuan Qi's whale was gone, Qingshan Zongwei was even better than that year. Those practitioners lived longer and had more vivid memories. I know this is not a place to be arrogant, and it is honest.

Jing Jiu had been sleeping for 100 years in Chaoge City. Jingyuan was uninhabited, and naturally, no one came to visit it. It had been deserted a lot, and now it is back to the vegetable market. Some practitioners are meditating by the stream, some are practicing their own sword skills, and some are nodding their heads. They still remember the death of a fellow colleague who had died tragically under the lightning.

One morning in the morning, there were suddenly several swords illuminating the sky, and then the mist covering the garden was dissipated, and a green smoke was produced inside.

Some practitioners shouted in surprise: "Look! The ancestors of Jingyang are showing their spirits!"

Immediately after the words were spoken, the person was dragged to the periphery and felt painful. Everyone thought that you would speak?

That green smoke is not a real smoke, it is also a water mist, but the color mixed with hair belly, coriander, pepper and other things is naturally different.

Except Gu Qing and Liu were ten years old, everyone was due.

Everyone was sitting around the hot pot, and it was not fun, but they felt a little stubborn, especially Zhuo Rusui didn't know what was stimulated today. He even grabbed the meat a few times before Zhao Layue. **** off.

A Piao and Ping Yongjia briefly talked about the things in the underworld, and found that Gu's family prepared less than half of the dishes, quickly shut up, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks to focus on the meat.

Tong Yan ate a bit at will, gave up his position, walked to the stream and started playing chess with himself.

Jing Jiu was lying on a bamboo chair, watching the clouds in the sky and wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he stood up.

A buzz sounded, the breeze was blowing, and the mist was chaotic.

He flew into the sky, passed through the flowing clouds, turned into a tiny black spot, and then disappeared into the sight of everyone.

Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu held the bowl, opened their mouths, and looked at the sky, not knowing what happened.

Zhao Layue lowered her head and continued to fish, Apiao kept coming up with an idea: "The belly is cooked! Let's fish it first!"

Ping Yongjia was nervous and excited, and shouted, "Master is soaring again!"

With a click, several lightning bolts fell in the sky, stretching for a few miles, like an exaggerated sword light.

These lightnings were extremely bright, shining on the chessboard, and even the black pieces turned white.

Tong Yan grabbed a **** with three fingers and was about to put it on. Suddenly he stopped in the air, and said a little later, "It's really useless."

Before the bright light, the distinction between black and white is not important. In the face of strong strength, conspiracy and deduction computing power are useless.

He put the **** back into the puppet, then slowly put the **** on the board, and got up and said to everyone, "I want to go out and walk."

Zhuo Rusui and others stared at the lightnings in the sky and waved their hands indifferently.

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The high-altitude lightning gradually subsided, and the thunderous thunder was replaced by the frogs in the stream.

Jing Jiu returned to the courtyard, and the surface of his body was surrounded by blue electric light.

No one knew what he was doing, and no one dared to control it.

At this time, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside Jingyuan, the sound of thunder was so loud that the stream was slightly chaotic, and the frog croaked suddenly.

In such a battlefield, it was so easy to see who was coming. Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui looked at each other very closely, and dropped the bowl and chopsticks and left the court.

Ah Piao fell on Yuan Qu's shoulder and patted his head. Yuan Qu woke up and hurried out, but was caught by Ping Yongjia's sleeve.

He looked at Yuanqu pitifully and said, "Brother, go open the door?"

Yuanqu was furious and said, "I learned Qilaifeng's Qimei Jianjue. If Fang Jingtian came, naturally I would go, but what you learned is Qing Rongfeng's unprovoked swordsmanship. Why did you escape!"