Sword of Coming

After meeting the anonymous old cook, Prince Wei Yan and the skinny monkey-like master left together, as well as Fan Wan'er from Jingxinzhai. The short and skinny old man had actually met the old cook among the ten people before. They didn't dare to let it go, and now they started nagging again, saying that the old cook had really learned Xuanwu in vain, and his character was so bad that he gave up his martial arts for the sake of a comfortable life.

Wei Yan had nothing to do about this, neither agreeing nor refuting, and just allowed his master to nag. The old man clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head, and told His Highness the Crown Prince to take a warning and never imitate the old cook who didn't know how to make progress. Otherwise, no matter how good his martial arts skills are, he will remain a fool for the rest of his life. Useless.

After talking to himself, the thin monkey old man realized that the golden boy and girl beside him had been silent and did not support them at all. He left angrily and said, "I won't delay your love for each other."

Wei Yan and Fan Wan'er looked at each other and smiled, then they both looked up to the southern sky almost at the same time. His Highness the Crown Prince said "Follow me" and took the lead to climb onto the roof of a green glazed ridge. Fan Wan'er followed behind. The two of them stood side by side in the tallest building of the Prince's Mansion. They happened to vaguely see Lu Fang's sword that separated the world from the distance. It was so majestic and breathtaking.

Wei Yan was shocked in his heart and said with emotion: "As expected of the Bird's Eye Sword Immortal, this sword is probably not inferior to that of the Sui Dynasty in history. I wonder who can make Lu Fang take him so seriously. Is it against Ding Lao Mo?" Up?"

Fan Wan'er shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it."

Wei Yan apologized a little, "Fairy Fan, I should have accompanied you to watch the battle, but my identity does not allow me to act arbitrarily."

Fan Guan'er nodded and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a man of wealth, and he will inherit the Wei family in the future..."

Before Fan Guan'er could finish speaking, a thin old monkey man floated over from a distance and warned Wei Yan: "Don't come close to seek death. Since Lu Fang has drawn his sword, there are not many people who can make him stop." , this kind of fight between gods is taboo for outsiders to sneak peeks, not to mention that Old Devil Ding likes to kill those who watch the battle wantonly."

Wei Yan smiled and said: "Master, you just said that the old cook is as timid as a mouse, which is not in line with the purpose of martial arts to be brave and diligent."

The old man laughed angrily and said: "How old is that guy, and how old are you, little brat? The old cook is very old, and he has almost all the blessings he deserves. With his skills, he should find a powerful opponent and die in a majestic battle. , at least you can be like the Sui Youyou who failed to ascend, and earn a good reputation in the world that will last forever! You Wei Yan are still young, and your martial arts are not good, so it is still early for you to seek death."

Wei Yan had a very good relationship with the old man. He was a stern master, more like his elders who were sharp-tongued and heart-warming. When they got along with each other, they were like friends. He joked: "Yes, yes, master, you are right, there is no truth in the world." It’s all your decision.”

The old man let out a sigh and said in surprise: "Something's wrong. There's so much thunder and light rain over there. It's not like Bird's-eye view of peak Lu Jianxian's style."

The old man was a little curious and impatient, "I feel itchy, I have to go and take a look."

The figure of the thin monkey old man stepped on the roof of the mansion several times, and in the blink of an eye he had gone hundreds of feet away, and finally turned into a black dot.

Prince Wei Yan was sitting on the ridge of the roof. Fan Wan'er did not sit down, but still looked up into the distance, unwilling to look back for a long time.

Wei Yan hesitated for a moment and asked: "Fan Fairy, I would like to ask, is Master Tong Xian already in the capital?"

Fan Guan'er showed a look of fatigue and trance, shook his head and said, "You may not believe it, but I have never met Master."

Wei Yan couldn't believe it.

Regarding Fan Wan'er's life background, it has been shrouded in fog. Even Wei Yan, who was supported by her and Jing Xin Zhai, is still in the cloud. All we know is that Fan Wan'er is the leader of Jing Xin Zhai's generation and has traveled all over the world. , I have been living alone all these years, but there is no doubt that Jingxinzhai is a giant. Not only are the chess pieces of Jingxinzhai on the temple of Nanyuan Kingdom, but also the women of Jingxinzhai are looming in the four countries of the world, both in the government and in the field. .

Not to mention the grasslands outside the Great Wall in the barbarian land, the Nanyuan Kingdom is considered the territory where the national master planted autumn, and the Songlai Kingdom is where the immortal Yu Zhenyi is in charge. When she appears, she seems to be further away from the world than Lu Fang. There are endless rumors about Tong Qingqing. Some say that she was Ding Ying's confidante when she was young, but they parted ways due to love and hatred. Some people say that Tong Qingqing is actually the direct disciple of the madman Zhu Lian, who was the princess of the Northern Jin Dynasty. Others say that Tong Qingqing was originally a man as beautiful as an immortal, but he practiced immortal magic and became neither masculine nor male. She is a woman, but she has returned to her original nature and has an ageless appearance.

As the old god Yu Zhenyi came out of seclusion this time and appeared with an incredible childlike appearance, interested people began to speculate whether Tong Qingqing was rejuvenated and there was no more stunning beauty in the world.

Wei Yan didn't believe any of this.

Fan Guan'er turned his head and explained with a smile: "I was once a poor girl from the Songlai Kingdom. I was smitten by a senior sister who traveled around the world. She accepted me as a disciple and took me to Jingxinzhai. , I was only six years old at the time and didn’t understand anything. I bowed three times to the portrait of the master in that pavilion, which was considered as the completion of the apprenticeship ceremony. Inside the door, there are many secret books and treasures left by the banished immortals. My white ape back Swordsmanship is one of them, it is not counted as Jingxinzhai martial arts."

Fan Wan'er smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe I am the person in the world who wants to see 'Tong Qingqing' the most."

At this point, Fan Wan'er laughed, clasped his hands and lowered his head to apologize: "You can't blame me for calling Master by his first name."

Wei Yan was amused by Fan Xianzi's rare childlike innocence, and naturally he remembered the incident when she was walking on the bridge that night and she reached out and slapped the lion on the bridge on the head.

Compared to Fan Xianzi from Jingxinzhai, Wei Yan prefers Fan Wan'er like this.

At this time, a spy from the Prince's Palace appeared on the steps below. Wei Yan floated down and returned to the roof after a while. He said with a solemn expression: "The admiration building has started to act like a monster again. The list that was just released has already gone viral outside. Now, I’m afraid the entire capital has heard about the latest Ten People in the World.”

At this point, Wei Yan looked strange and reported the ten people one by one, "Ding Ying, the Supreme Leader of the Demon Sect, Yu Zhenyi, the leader of the Hushan Sect, Zhou Fei of the Spring Chao Palace, Chen Pingan, and Zhong Qiu, the national master of the Nanyuan Kingdom, The sword sharpener Liu Zong, the arm saint Cheng Yuanshan, the monk Yunni of the Jingang Zen Temple, the Northern Jin Longwu general Tang Tieyi, and the knight-errant Feng Qingbai."

The last three, including Chen Pingan, have never been on the list before, and they are all new faces.

Fan Wan'er asked in confusion: "Where is my master, where is Lu Fang?"

Wei Yan was speechless.

How does he know the answer?

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After Zhong Qiu stood up in the ruins, he shook his green shirt and shook off all the dust.

At the same time, hairpin man Zhou Shi and Demon Cult Ya'er, who were "enjoying the coolness" at the foot of the wall, felt the breeze blowing on their faces. Then the light dimmed and they looked intently. Zhou Shi felt relieved, while Ya'er felt complicated, fearing that she would be killed. This uninvited guest caught his eye, became obsessed with it, and became one of the Yingying Yanyan in Spring Chao Palace. He also breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that at least his life was safe for the time being.

After Zhou Fei appeared, the beauties of Spring Chao Palace, all of whom had the strength of second-rate masters in the world, also fell not far away, like goddesses scattering flowers.

Zhou Fei looked at his pitiful son, shook his head and said: "With such a small fortune, even if I take you home, how can you compete with Jiang Beihai? You should stay here for another sixty years, otherwise If I go out, I will die. Either I will die for Jiang Beihai, or I will be beaten to death by you. Sixty years later, if you become one of the top three in this lotus flower paradise, I will come and take you away. Even this cannot be done. You will die here."

Zhou Shi's face was full of astonishment, but he was not too disappointed. He was speechless.

Zhou Fei glanced sideways at Ya'er beside his son, and sneered: "You think it's not bad if you don't go out, and you can stay and fly with the woman you like?"

Zhou Shi blushed slightly as his thoughts were revealed.

Zhou Fei stretched out his hand and grabbed Ya'er, and Ya'er was immediately picked up by the invisible big hand. Zhou Fei waved his sleeves again, and a cyan dress appeared around him, and was automatically put on Ya'er. After the strange dress possessed Ya'er, Ya'er's The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the blood flowed back into the body, and the energy in his body changed from a burst flood to a stable river.

Zhou Fei bent down and said to Zhou Shi: "You stay, but your beloved woman has to leave. I will wait for you for sixty years. If you fulfill the agreement and are qualified to follow me to Tongyezhou Yu Guizong, you can marry on the same day If this little lady fails, next time we meet at Spring Chao Palace, you can watch her put on the wedding dress with your own eyes, and then call her mother."

Zhou Shi stood up in a hurry and said decisively: "Okay!"

Zhou Fei smiled brightly and touched Zhou Shi's head, "Good son."

The woman whose fate was decided in the blink of an eye was like falling into an ice cellar.

Feng Qingbai stood far away, not daring to provoke Zhou Fei.

Every time Zhou Fei finished speaking, Feng Qingbai silently moved further away.

The "light boat has descended from the Ten Thousand Mountains" to banish the immortals. The bigger the monk's plot, the more he gives up, and the later he wakes up. For example, Lu Fang, because he was already a Nascent Soul Earth Immortal in Tongye Continent, and he was also an immortal. He is a famous sword cultivator, so he must have come here to break the inner demons and knock on the heart.

Even so, Lu Fang step by step went from being an ignorant child to studying with a second-rate master and mastering swordsmanship on his own. Finally, he was able to become one of the four great masters under the constraints of the rules of Lotus Flower Blessed Land and the huge cage with thin spiritual energy. One of the Bird's Eye Sword Immortal, this is the power of Lu Fang.

Feng Qingbai felt inferior, far inferior. His identity as a banished immortal was a coincidence. Although his soul was incomplete and his body was stranded in Tongye Continent like Lu Fang, most of his memories were preserved. He only used the power of Lotus Flower Blessed Land to A person's skin is used as a temporary residence for travelers. In the final analysis, Lu Fang is directly pointing to his heart and seeking enlightenment, while Feng Qingbai is retreating to the next best thing and asking questions through skills.

And Zhou Fei from Chunchao Palace, whose true identity is unknown in Tongyezhou, is probably the same type of banished immortal as Feng Qingbai, and he is more opportunistic. Obviously, he is not here for the sake of greatness, but simply for sightseeing. But coming to the lotus flower paradise to spend time and wine? He stayed there for nearly fifty years, so who is Zhou Fei with such courage and financial resources?

Tongye Sect, Yugui Sect, Taipingshan Sect, Fuji Sect?

Feng Qingbai lamented in his heart. Coupled with the sudden appearance of the young man in white robe, his luck was really bad.

In the past, the opportunity of Lotus Flower Blessed Land was not so difficult to win.

Ding Ying, Zhou Fei, Yu Zhenyi, Zhong Qiu, Lu Fang, plus that young man, any one of them, in each of the previous sixty years, is the number one person who is expected to win the world, especially the one who has not yet appeared. Ding, Zhou, and Yu could fight against Wei Xian, the founding emperor of the Nanyuan Kingdom at their peak, Lu Baixiang, the founder of the Demon Sect, Sui Youyou, the female swordsman, and Zhu Lian, the martial arts madman!

Zhou Fei was "chatting" with his son, Chen Ping'an was still confronting Zhong Qiu, plus Feng Qingbai.

On a street, stood three banished immortals.

Two people walked side by side, blocking Feng Qingbai's retreat.

Liu Zong, a knife sharpener who opened a silk and satin shop in the capital, and Cheng Yuanshan, the arm sage who ruled the grasslands outside the Great Wall.

Cheng Yuanshan held an iron gun and stared at the ranger.

However, the knife sharpener Liu Zong looked at Zhou Fei and then glanced at Chen Pingan further away, as if he was choosing his opponent.

Feng Qingbai sighed and clenched the sword in his hand. He had a severe headache. If his big backer didn't come, he would really die here. Even if the backer doesn't come, it will be fine if the good brother comes.

Feng Qingbai's eyes lit up and he smiled knowingly.

An elegant man in black robes walked from a distance, with a long knife hanging from his waist.

Feng Qingbai smiled and waved hello, "Brother Tang, are you here?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Cheng Yuanshan felt tense and a little troubled.

The visitor is the mainstay of the Northern Jin Dynasty, Longwu General Tang Tieyi. As the world's most famous general, he rarely charges into battle. The world only knows that this warrior who came from a wealthy family likes to use swords, but the depth of his sword skills and his cultivation level are unknown. Know. In addition to being a god in military skills, Tang Tieyi was more mentioned as an interesting story in the boudoir. It was rumored that this man had an eyebrow addiction and liked to let his wives and concubines draw various long eyebrows. Once it came out, aristocratic women in the capital of the Northern Jin Dynasty followed suit.

Cheng Yuanshan said softly: "Old Liu, don't take it lightly. Tang Tieyi is extremely domineering with his sword. He is good at deciding victory or defeat with one sword, and life or death with two swords."

Liu Zong said absently: "The one who uses a knife? I'm not interested in him."

He pointed at Chen Ping'an in the distance, "That boy belongs to me."

Liu Zong stopped paying attention to Cheng Yuanshan and went straight forward. He even ignored Feng Qingbai and continued to move forward, gently combing his white hair with one hand and hiding it in his sleeve with the other.

So it became Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan alone against two masters.

Cheng Yuanshan made an unexpected move, walked to the street with his gun in hand, made way for Tang Tieyi, and extended his hand to indicate that he could just go and join Feng Qingbai, and he would not stop him.

When Tang Tieyi passed by Yuan Shan, he turned around and asked with a smile: "You really don't want to take two blows from me? It's just two blows, it's quick."

Cheng Yuanshan simply closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Feng Qingbai somewhat admired the arm sage's efforts in cultivating his mind and character.

Tang Tieyi walked towards Feng Qingbai and complained a little, "When we met last time, we agreed that you would only come here to fish in troubled waters, why did you become the leader?"

Feng Qingbai laughed and said: "Wealth and honor are sought in danger."

The two met in a border county in the Northern Jin Dynasty the year before last. At that time, Tang Tieyi had just led his army to defeat the barbarians in the steppe. By chance, they hit it off immediately. Feng Qingbai even served under Tang Tieyi for more than half a year, and participated in the First World War as a scout. , if Feng Qingbai hadn't insisted on continuing to travel the mountains and rivers, Tang Tieyi would have asked the Northern Jin Emperor for a general status for him.

Feng Qingbai looked at the familiar face and asked curiously: "Why are you here?"

Tang Tieyi looked back at the motionless Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan, and then glared at Feng Qingbai, "Master Yu has spoken out to take your life. Even I have heard about it, but you don't know yourself? How many people want it now?" With your little life, do you really think there is only one Cheng Yuanshan?!"

Feng Qingbai pursed his lips and held back his laughter.

Of course there is a lot of mystery here. This story is enough for the two brothers to reunite in a foreign land and drink a few bottles of wine.

Although Tang Tieyi was born and raised in Lotus Flower Blessed Land, even in Tongye Continent, Feng Qingbai had never met a guy with such an appetite. He had a heroic temperament, extraordinary talent, and amazing talent. Any kind words could be put here. On the warrior who is full of strategies.

Articles are just trivial matters, and the world is nothing more than that.

It should be understood that great literature is Tao Lue, and great martial arts is art of war.

This is Tang Tieyi's view.

I'm afraid that Tang Tieyi is the only one in the entire Lotus Flower Blessed Land who can observe like this.

Feng Qingbai planned to sell it off and said with a smile: "As long as Brother Tang doesn't covet my head..."

He didn't wait for Feng Qingbai to finish speaking.

His sight was obscured by the overwhelming snow-white swords.

At the last moment of his life, Feng Qingbai was at a loss.

The banished immortal Feng Qingbai was split in half on the spot, and half of his body hit the walls on both sides of the street.

Tang Tieyi slowly sheathed the sword.

It is the "refiner" of the demon sword that has disappeared for many years.

One of the four great blessings, it is juxtaposed with the silver lotus crown on Ding Ying's head, the cyan dress of the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, and the golden body of Arhat in Baihe Temple.

Tang Tieyi looked neither sad nor happy, and murmured to himself: "On the way here, I just heard that you were among the latest ten people in the world. You were at the bottom and ranked tenth. What's more, I was also on the list, ranked No. 10. 9. Feng Qingbai, you probably thought that you would be able to survive to the end if you had an honest conversation with Yu Zhenyi in private. This was indeed the case. I came here this time to save you, but I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t. , you are tenth, I am ninth, two brothers are on the list at the same time."

Tang Tieyi sighed slightly, "Even those who banish immortals will die."

Picking up the sword on the ground and hanging it on his waist, Tang Tieyi exposed a flaw intentionally or unintentionally.

Because almost no top master in the world has seen his sword skills, and those who have seen it all died under Tang Tieyi's sword.

Twenty years ago, the Northern Jin Dynasty, after His Majesty the Emperor was almost successfully assassinated by a martial artist, became frantic and secretly captured dozens of first-rate and second-rate masters, all of whom were used to practice swordsmanship for General Longwu, which made the Northern Jin Dynasty The country's rivers and lakes are bleak, and there is no connection between the green and the yellow. Lu Fang is looking at the peak from a bird's eye without caring about worldly affairs. The deep-rooted focus of Jingxinzhai is to penetrate into the courts of other countries. It is clear that his ambition is in the world, not in the rivers and lakes. For the martial arts in the Northern Jin Dynasty, He never interfered in the fighting and feuds.

Tang Tieyi was in the Northern Jin Dynasty. He had tens of thousands of the most elite border troops. In his spare time, he painted eyebrows for beauties. He didn't want to live a leisurely life.

Indeed, as Cheng Yuanshan said, he only had two swords in martial arts in his life, one sword was invincible, and the other was a late strike.

Therefore, a first-rate master whose cultivation level is not as good as Tang Tieyi's will definitely die. As long as his cultivation level is not much higher than that of a master, it is also very dangerous.

It's a pity that Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan didn't rush into Tang Tieyi's flaw, and the old man just retreated silently.

Facing General Longwu of the Northern Jin Dynasty, he was not without the strength to fight. On the contrary, he believed that he had a better chance of winning. However, after taking Tang Tieyi's two swords head-on, he would definitely be seriously injured. Then it would be someone else's turn to cut him. Take his own head.

The mantis stalks the cicada, with the oriole behind and the slingshot below.

Tang Tieyi suddenly looked down and saw the carvings on the "Master Refiner" scabbard in his hand, like mercury flowing and rolling, emitting a faint five-color firefly, and then spread up along the handle and palm of the sword to Tang Tieyi's shoulders and neck. , Tang Tieyi never let go of the handle of the knife. When the brilliance completely disappeared into his skin and muscles, Tang Tieyi felt that this sword he had recently acquired by chance had finally integrated with him.

From a distance, Zhou Fei clicked his tongue and said, "I'm really lucky. I killed a banished immortal and got a magic weapon to recognize my master. I am even more powerful. I will definitely move up the ranking."

Zhou Fei turned his head and lectured his sons Zhou Shi and Ya'er with a smile, "You see, this is how you should be as a human being. You don't take action until the last moment to make a lot of money. So, the more you jump around in the early stage, the more miserable your death will be. . Look at the two old bastards Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi, have they shown their heads? No. Well, there is also the old witch Tong Qingqing from Jingxinzhai, who is hiding the deepest, and no one can find her. I was puzzled. Oh, how can a banished immortal come here to hang out, as if he was born to escape, but even Ding Ying has not been found in these years, her ability to seek good luck and avoid evil is the best in the world."

Zhou Shi smiled bitterly.

It was very difficult for Zhou Shi to avoid turning into a madman with such an eccentric father.

In order to help Uncle Lu break his inner demons, Zhou Shi could see that his father had never set eyes on beauty or even power.

When he was still a child, he witnessed Uncle Lu breaking into the Spring Chao Palace. His father stood still and allowed the uncle to pierce his heart with a sword.

And between the two of them at that time, there was a woman who decided to die in order to protect her father.

She is the master's wife that Uncle Lu respects the most.

His father, Zhou Fei, seemed to be completely uninjured. He pushed the infatuated woman away and walked forward step by step, letting the sword come out of his back inch by inch. His father only saw Lu Fang. He was almost face to face with Lu Fang before he stopped and asked with a smile. Said: "Lu Fang, are you awake?"

Zhou Shi sighed.

This is the Taoism of the Immortal family in my father's hometown. It's too weird.

Ya'er, who was wearing the green clothes, was even more silent.

Her master, the leader of the Demon Cult and Ding Ying's only disciple, was seriously injured last year. After returning to the sect, treatment was useless and she could only watch her body decay and her vitality disappear rapidly. She was just a hero in Ya'er's eyes. , his last words were very strange: When a real person walks in the world, he will not be hot when he is in the fire, and he will not be drowned in the water. What about the immortals? I've seen it too.

As a disciple of the Demon Cult, Ya'er doesn't have much prejudice or hatred towards those banished immortals with unknown origins. She doesn't even yearn for the legendary ascension. She is nostalgic for the world, this hometown, and only wants to be with her beauty, talent and harmony. Fan Wan'er, whose ambition is not inferior to her own, will support the second prince to ascend the throne, and then strive to unify the four kingdoms. Then she will become the queen of Nanyuan Kingdom, her mother will be the world, and she will become the new queen of Jianghu after her grandfathers Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi. No matter the Lord, everyone can be satisfied.

It's just that this time Zhenzhilou and that "God" chose Guniu Mountain in Nanyuan Kingdom as the place to ascend, and she was found by that master's master and became his pawn.

She felt so miserable that she couldn't help but look up at the alley, in the direction of the house.

My grandpa, why can’t you come out of the mountain?

Tang Tieyi has left because he has no confidence in Zhou Fei. Even if he has a complete master's sword, his intuition tells him that if he encounters Zhou Fei, he will definitely die.

Just like those poor masters who had been reduced to grindstones when they faced him, Tang Tieyi.

So he went to find trouble with Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan.

But to Tang Tieyi's chagrin, that guy actually slipped away, suppressed his aura, and was like a fish in water in this capital.

Tang Tieyi felt resentful in his heart. If he were in the capital of Northern Jin Dynasty, Cheng Yuanshan would have no choice but to wait for death.

He can mobilize a city's imperial army to hunt down any lone grandmaster.

Of course, neither Ding Ying nor Yu Zhenyi nor Tang Tieyi had the slightest idea of ​​killing them, nor did they dare to have them.

This time he quietly left the Northern Jin Dynasty and came to Nanyuan Kingdom. Almost every step was planned by Master Yu. It might be even earlier, starting from when he got this Demon Sword Refiner.

Tang Tieyi doesn't yearn for some soaring sky or a land of immortals. This world is enough for him to show off his talents!

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Ding Ying and the child named Cao Qinglang, one was sitting on the bench basking in the sun, and the other was standing at the door of the kitchen, holding a hatchet tremblingly.

After Ding Ying learned that Tong Qingqing was not among the ten, he sighed, turned to the child and smiled: "It's none of your business, that aunt is really..."

Speaking of this, even a big devil like Ding Ying was a little bit dumbfounded. He didn't know how to evaluate Tong Qingqing accurately.

Ding Ying knows Jingxinzhai Tong Qingqing better than anyone in the world.

First of all, the two are of the same age, from the same generation, and have known each other for a long time. Ding Ying is another martial arts prodigy of the Demon Sect after Lu Baixiang. He ranked among the top ten in the world at a young age, so he wandered the world on his own very early. Tong Qingqing's identity at that time was similar to Fan Wan'er of Jingxinzhai now. , but compared to Fan Wan'er, who started from scratch and toyed with countless heroes to applause, her master, Tong Qingqing, was an out-and-out coward. He was forced to become the next established leader of Jingxinzhai, but he was shameless. Staying in the sect and unwilling to go out to help the sect seek the world, Ding Ying was so bold that he once sneaked into Jingxinzhai and went to the forbidden lake pavilion to enjoy the cool air and admire the moon. As a result, he met a whimpering man in the pavilion. Tong Qingqing huddled up against the pillars of the pavilion. The girl was talking about her thoughts, but failed to find Ding Ying. She was busy complaining that her master was too cruel and wanted to drive her out of the sect, and complained that the senior and junior sisters were too stupid to practice martial arts. Even though I tried my best, I still couldn't beat myself who was lazy every day. Then I talked about the masters in the world, how powerful and cruel they were. In the end, I didn't even let the second-rate masters go. I knew every one of them, as if they were rare to meet in a hundred years. The great master...

Ding Ying felt like he had just seen a ghost. There were women in the world who were so afraid of death.

After all, Tong Qingqing was a first-class expert close to twenty people in the world. She finally discovered Ding Ying, and then she seemed to have seen a ghost.

The first thing she said was to tell Ding Ying in a tearful voice that as long as she didn't kill her, she would pretend she didn't see anything.

Tong Qingqing is certainly a beauty, indeed more attractive than her apprentice Fan Wan'er and Queen Zhou Shuzhen of Nanyuan Kingdom.

But even after so many years, what Ding Ying remembers most clearly is Tong Qingqing's look at that time, with tears in her eyes, pursed lips, begging for help, timid and weak, like a bird that met a woodcutter with a knife deep in the forest. Young elk.

Ding Ying has been obsessed with martial arts all his life. He has never had any love between a man and a woman, and he has no affection for Tong Qingqing. However, Tong Qingqing's temperament and her expression in Jingxin Pavilion that year made Ding Ying really... hard to forget.

There was no disturbance during that encounter. Ding Ying went to the Jingxinzhai Sutra Library, stole a secret book, and escaped quietly.

After Ding Ying left, Tong Qingqing was so frightened that she ran back to her yard without even informing her.

Later, Ding Ying became more and more famous, especially during the chaotic war in Nanyuan sixty years ago. Ding Ying won the silver lotus crown and became the best in the world in one fell swoop. A secret. During this period, Ding Ying met Tong Qingqing again by chance. At that time, she was probably too shameless to hide in Jingxinzhai. She finally started to travel around the world, but everything went wrong, and she looked amazing. She was unexpectedly caught by the master of the Soldier Talisman Sect, one of the three sects of the Demon Sect at that time. If Ding Ying hadn't happened to pass by the Soldier Talisman Sect and rescued Tong Qingqing, it is estimated that this fairy would have become the fat pig's ecstasy. Ding Ying did not save her in vain. Without any torture, he learned many secrets of Jing Xin Zhai, as well as dozens of excellent secret techniques that she had firmly memorized. Most of them were used to save and escape. Otherwise, it was a magical disguise technique that transformed decay into something very lethal. She had a photographic memory and memorized it easily, but she didn't learn anything...

If it weren't for Ding Ying's unwillingness to ask for more, she would have wanted to go back to Jingxinzhai and steal a few more immortal spells for him. She also promised, with tears in her eyes, that she could make Ding Ying invincible, unrivaled in the world, and dominate the world... …

She probably forgot that Ding Ying was already the number one person in the world at that time.

Many years later, after Tong Qingqing returned to Jingxinzhai to inherit the position of sect leader, Ding Ying went to look for her again, but did not find her. He knew that this coward had probably practiced the untold secrets of Jingxinzhai and was able to To rejuvenate a woman, her skills will increase. The younger she becomes, the deeper her skills will be. Of course, the premise is that she will lose her alluring beauty, but for Tong Qingqing, it is estimated that this price is really nothing. As Ding Ying expected, Tong Qingqing finally ranked among the top ten people in the world.

So this time when he entered the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, Ding Ying had been paying attention to all the children with spiritual energy.

I found six or seven, none of whom were Tong Qingqing.

What's interesting is that these children may not be able to become first-class masters by practicing martial arts, but they will definitely make great progress by practicing the immortal arts that banished immortals.

Of course Ding Ying has no interest in training them to become the next Yu Zhenyi or Zhou Fei.

In the end, Ding Ying found Cao Qinglang under his nose, because he suddenly had a whim. Even though he was a boy, Ding Ying felt that Tong Qingqing's character would do anything to save his life, and there were so many strange secrets in Jingxinzhai. , especially some fairy arts involving soul transfer, maybe it is really possible that it is hidden in Cao Qinglang's body, and the real body is hidden casually. The world is huge, and living people will still inevitably reveal clues, but it is difficult for a "dead person" to found.

But everything was overturned by that list, and Tong Qingqing was not among the ten.

This shows that Tong Qingqing is definitely not a child at the moment!

Obviously, the extremely timid Tong Qingqing decided that she, who knew her basics, would come to her. She most likely reverse-deduced the magic and increased her age immediately after she was listed among the ten people last time. As a result, Ding Ying can be sure that among the ten people on the list before today, Zhou Shu, the owner of the admiration building this time, really did something wrong, because the Queen of Nanyuan Kingdom was originally a disciple of Jingxinzhai.

But Zhou Shu really had no way to decide the ranking of the final list, because the ten people who had just been awarded were decided by a certain "God", which made Tong Qingqing exposed.

Sitting in the courtyard now, Ding Ying burst into laughter.

He was very curious about what kind of Taoist monk such an unheard-of banished immortal would be in his hometown.

As for the "identity" of the child Qingqing and where he was hiding sneakily, Ding Ying was no longer curious. Anyway, it was already interesting enough.

Even if he guessed the truth wrong, it didn't matter to Ding Ying that Tong Qingqing could beat him this time.

What he, Ding Ying, wants is to occupy at least eight points of martial arts in the world, soar in the day with his pure body, accomplish a feat that has never been done before or since, and go farther and higher than Zhu Lian and Sui Youyou. !

He wants to win the Lord of this world.

At the very least, he must force the other party to break his own rules, take action personally, and kill him. Then he, Ding Ying, will die with no regrets.

Ding Ying looked back at the window and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will let you out, but then your master will die. I hope you can find his reincarnation in the future and accompany him to fight for a life." Fighting for opportunities sixty years from now, nothing more."

Ding Ying stood up.

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Chen Pingan stood on the edge of the ravine, his sleeves swaying in the wind.

Knife sharpener Liu Zong walked towards Chen Ping'an and didn't care at all about what happened to Arm Saints Cheng Yuanshan, Tang Tieyi and Feng Qingbai.

Due to his single-mindedness, Liu Zong is recognized as one of the top three in the world. Yu Zhenyi has already concluded this. For this reason, Yu Zhenyi even left the Hushan Sect to find Liu Zong and persuade him to abandon the sword in his hand and the martial arts at his feet. The road will only get wider.

It's just that Liu Zong didn't agree. He said that the knife was his wife and could not be thrown away.

Yu Zhenyi, who had always been serious about words, laughed heartily, had a drink with Liu Zong for the first time, and left.

This is not some rumor spread by rumors, it is said by a direct disciple of Yu Zhenyi himself.

Liu Zong, the knife sharpener, is both good and evil. He has a good reputation and a bad reputation. He never kills innocent people indiscriminately. However, all the people who die in his hands are often extremely miserable. The more master he is, the more tragic his death will be. It can be seen by people. Gotta spit out the bile.

Zhong Qiu has walked back to the street.

He, Chen Ping'an, and Liu Zong were in a position of supporting each other.

Zhong Qiu smiled and said: "The fight between me and him is not over yet. Liu Zong, you can wait until we decide the winner before taking action. As for whether you will fight me or him by then, it's still... Hard to say."

Liu Zong's eyes were scorching, and before he took out the knife to kill, he began to habitually grind his teeth like a knife, which made him look very penetrating.

The old man thought for a moment, "Okay. As long as you don't blame me for taking advantage of others' danger, it's good to have the confidence to live until the end. If not..."

He pointed at Chen Pingan, "Master Zhong, you can leave now, just leave him to me. I, Liu Zong, have never been disemboweled by a banished immortal in my life."

Liu Zong admired the Nanyuan Imperial Master who was in the same city from the bottom of his heart. He had confessed this to his arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan before in his shop.

Zhong Qiu pointed to the torn green shirt on his body, smiled and said: "Do you think I am willing to give up?"

Liu Zong sighed, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to tell the result."

Zhong Qiu asked: "Zhou Fei is also a banished immortal, why don't you kill him?"

Liu Zong shook his head and said: "I'm not stupid. The young man in front of you is the same as you. When you chop it, the knife must hit the flesh to feel good. That Zhou Fei knew magic, maybe even the whole family died. There are no corpses. I tried my best and put in so much effort, but in the end it was all in vain. I won’t do it.”

Zhong Qiu shook his head helplessly.

Chen Pingan ignored Liu Zong, the knife sharpener, and spread his palm forward, indicating that Zhong Qiu could fight again.

Liu Zong was stunned and stamped his foot, "Oh, you are so handsome with this appearance and airs. Fortunately, I am not a young woman. Otherwise, I would be tempted. No, no, no. If I go to the world for you, there will be no disaster. There are hundreds of beautiful girls, they should be killed, it’s really right to choose you over Zhou Fei.”

Both Zhong Qiu and Chen Ping'an seemed to have made up their minds and "entered the Tao", turning a deaf ear to the ancient well.

Liu Zong suddenly stopped talking.

Because he was the closest to the two of them, and strangely, he seemed to hear the sound of dripping water.

The next moment, a majestic wind blew against his face. Although Liu Zong remained motionless, his sleeves and hair were blown wildly.

It turned out that Zhong Qiu and the young man had punched each other, and the fists were scattered. Dust flew around the two of them, and the bluestones on the street shattered and roared in all directions.

Liu Zong raised his hand and knocked away a flying stone that was as fast as a crossbow arrow. He stared wide-eyed, not wanting to miss any detail.

Good guy, these two people are going to fight like hell.

Zhong Qiu, who was wearing a green shirt, and Chen Ping'an, who was wearing a white robe, were already approaching their height, and their figures were like white mist and green smoke respectively.

Wherever the two of them went, everything turned upside down.

In an extremely dangerous close-quarters fight, the two figures were not separated by more than one foot at a time, and at most they were less than three arms apart. Except for one person with one arm, this meant that even if they were hit by a punch, they would definitely only withdraw one arm. distance!

Others are doing the dojo in a snail shell, but these two crazy guys are destroying cities and shaking mountains within a short space of time. Are they really made of flesh and blood?

Two ethereal figures almost destroyed the entire street.

But as if agreed, the buildings and high walls on both sides remained intact.

Both parties' control over their fists has truly reached its peak.

After about a stick of incense.

Zhou Fei suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "You are so kind and just want to cause trouble."

"Let's go, let's go, I really can't stand it anymore. Anyway, there are still Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi to clean up the mess."

Zhou Fei grabbed Zhou Shi and Ya'er's shoulders with both hands, and swept them away like chicken cubs.

Although the beauties of Spring Chao Palace were confused, they still followed Zhou Fei into the sky and drifted away.

At the end of the street, the sky was covered with dust.

At the corner, Zhong Qiu walked away with a smile and walked away along another street. Although the Imperial Master was disgraced, he did not show any signs of depression. Instead, he seemed to have done something happy.

Chen Ping'an stayed on the original street and walked out alone in the dust, with no trace of his fist's intention or momentum.

Just like a most ordinary young man, he just took one step and came to the knife sharpener Liu Zong.

Liu Zong blinked and asked, "Can you stop beating me?"

Chen Pingan asked back: "What do you think?"

Liu Zong said seriously: "I think it's okay. We have no grievances or grudges. The road is so wide and everyone can go their own way. There's nothing wrong with that!"

Chen Ping'an shifted his gaze slightly, looked towards the residence, nodded and said, "That's fine."

Liu Zong chuckled and said, "Before I leave, can you ask me one more question, what is the relationship between Master Zhong and you?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and gave the answer, "People of the same mind."

Liu Zongzheng was about to sigh.

Chen Pingan said in a deep voice: "Leave quickly, follow Zhongqiu, and if possible, help him deal with someone together. If you believe me, don't think about escaping. Only by joining forces with Zhongqiu can you have a chance to survive." at last."

Liu Zong nodded and passed by Chen Pingan without saying a word. Chen Pingan also took a step forward and moved sideways, just standing on the line behind Liu Zong.

Over there, Zhongqiu stood still. A boy who looked like a child stood on a sword hovering in the air, blocking Zhongqiu's way.

On Chen Pingan's side, Ding Ying slowly walked out of the alley with a silver lotus crown on his head.

Between the old man's fingers, there was a flying sword that was constantly trembling.