Chapter 88 Chuangtianyuan

The highly anticipated East China Sea Sword Fighting has been settled.

The wind lingers and fails.

No one can predict in advance. With only five moves, the number one swordsman in the Demon Kingdom was defeated, and even the rumored Minggu Wanjie technique was useless.

The heroes in the world looked up at the holy and beautiful girl in black clothes, recalling the earth-shaking sword just now, all of whom were dazzled and endured the urge to worship. The sky was no longer the sky, and the eyes were within reach, and the blazing and flames were like the sun falling, transforming into hundreds of flame dragons, winding and tumbling endlessly. The magnificent moon worship boat has been burned into ashes, the wind lingered and burned in the five parts, and blood splattered in the sky. This arrogant emperor of the sky has never lost so miserably in his life.

The Great Sun Reincarnation is well-known, and it is indeed a good sword technique that is famous for the Eight Desolations.

It is an invincible sword technique.Mu Lanting bowed halfway, carefully holding the etiquette of the younger generation in the martial arts world, fully reflecting the etiquette and demeanor of the descendants of the famous sacred places, and said softly but decisively: Acceptance.

Feng Xiandang took back the Jiuyou Crescent Moon and did not continue to entangle. Everyone present understood that in the open competition, if the King of Fengdu was not willing to continue fighting, regardless of the outcome, it would only be even more embarrassing.

It was not until Mu Lanting slowly walked back to the Tianyuan Sect position that the Central Plains warriors realized that their side had won a great victory and burst into a trembling cheer.

The new sect leader of Tianyuan Sect fought to be the gods. It has been too long since such a dazzling female master was born in the world. What kind of person is Feng Xiandang?

The Demon Sword looked down on the world and was invincible, but he didn't even follow the five swords... Mu Lanting's reputation and prestige were truly a step ahead, catching up with the owner of Langya Tower, even the amazing Shen Xingxue ten years ago was not as good as that.

Such as my junior sister Xue Wushuang, Nangong Lei, Nangong Lei, and several young talents from the Innate Tai Chi Sect, they didn't think that Mu Lanting, who had been paralyzed for a long time, could be so powerful. Now they have to watch the Great Sun Reincarnation and burn the sky with a sword, which completely extinguished the childish thought of competing with her.

Looking at the vast ocean, Mu Lanting did not have any excitement. It seemed that from the Supreme Sword God, he had returned to a delicate and picturesque beautiful girl with melancholy and melancholy longing. The women present couldn't help but feel ashamed of me if I had half of her beauty, I would have been willing to reduce my life for twenty or thirty years, and the men were all excited and wanted to go over and comfort and care for her in warm voices. Especially the young boy was even more enchanting. If he could conquer a woman like Mu Lanting, he would never change the head of a holy land.

A very small number of experts are very puzzled: Is this over?

Feng Xiandang debuted at the age of sixteen. He has been fighting for more than 200 battles in size and size. He almost pierced the enemy's throat. His attacks were so vicious and accurate, just like a god and demon. Especially when he was twenty-one, his opponent was Lan Aoxian, the lord of the Sword Palace in the Southern Xinjiang. He was injured nine times, his ribs were broken, and his blood was scattered all over his body. In the situation where he still gritted his teeth and sealed his throat with a sword. It was from that day that he officially changed the name of the Sword Palace to Mingyue Gate.

Such a tough guy like steel would give up his reputation and give up his defeat?

Soon, all kinds of strange emotions of people were dispelled or suppressed by the place where the Demon Queen arrived. Yan Fuqiong had no pomp and just walked from a distance, but his beauty of his demeanor and invisible aura could not be compared with any emperor and queen in history.

Have you broken the barrier?

She asked without any end, but Feng Xiandang clearly understood what she meant. He thought for a moment and said: It's done.

The price of practicing magic skills is to accumulate time.Yan Fuqiong was too lazy to look at the Central Plains warrior, and said calmly: The ancient Demon Sword of the Ming Dynasty cannot achieve perfect skills unless the realm of Tianxin, but its power is close to the Taixian Divine Sword Diagram and the innate Yimai Method, and it is even better. Congratulations.

Feng Xiandang's personality is extremely proud, and he doesn't care at all that Yan Fuqiong is looking for some face for himself. Moreover, he also understands that since the Supreme Demon Queen appears, he must have other purposes. So without saying a word, he nodded and used his ultimate light skills, and flew away like a prayer of the moon and sky.

Yan Fuqiong ignored it and walked straight towards Tianyuan Sect. With a loud bang, all the observers of the other sects took more than ten steps back.

The Demon Queen went to the Central Plains alone thirteen years ago, and the sword was in the Xuanlong River, drawing out an invisible chasm, which made countless sects in the Central Plains not brave enough to cross the south of the Yangtze River. She was so arrogant and had her foot in the eight wildernesses. She had already shown the supreme skill of Tianxin to understand the void. She was the most stubborn woman in the world, and even pushed forward for thousands of years. I am afraid that only Gui Hai Haoyan could compete with her.

Mu Lanting held Xue Huang with his hand and looked at her boldly without retreating.

It's so strange.Yan Fuqiong was silent for a while and suddenly said in surprise: If the Netherworld Ancient Tribulation Technique requires understanding the heart of heaven to achieve the skill, the Great Sun Reincarnation must be crushed to make it. It is obvious that you are still far from that level of the highest realm, why did you break the laws of the universe...

Mu Lanting smiled indifferently, his aura was not weaker than that of the demon queen. If you want to understand, you will know if you draw the sword.

The audience was in an uproar, and I deeply admire Mu Lanting's shocking courage, but then I thought that she could defeat Feng Huandang, and she was indeed qualified to challenge Yan Fuqiong.

Strangely, Yan Fuqiong was not in a fight or angry. She raised her hand and gently tapped her temples. Her eyes suddenly released a faint colorful light. Mu Lanting thought she used some kind of magic, so she secretly mobilized the sun sword energy to spread all over her body, but she did not encounter any impact as expected.

Haha, so that's it.Yan Fuqiong seemed to have seen something clearly with the light, and her face became much softer. She was pregnant with a spiritual fetus and could actually greatly enhance her cultivation. It is really a fate of heaven and earth.

Mu Lanting was shocked and couldn't help but touch her stomach. She didn't know that she was pregnant.

Hua Taixian, Lie Wuchang, Sang Huangyu, and Shen Xingxue, the four masters have entered the East China Sea, and Ye Chen will definitely not die.Yan Fuqiong said to himself: But unfortunately, he is not qualified to intervene in the battle for the Ninth Heaven of Daluo, and he is still a waste.

Mu Lanting said in a deep voice: I am Ye Chen’s woman, and I will get the Ninth Heaven of Daluo for him, and the revenge that your Yuanshi Tianmo Sect hurts him is naturally to avenge him.

She spoke slightly slower and very gentle, but she spread to everyone's ears through her unparalleled true power. This absolute confidence and pride even the world's outstanding martial arts masters such as Yan Fuqiong, Ji Liuguang, and Wen Xin could not help but admire her.

A good girl doesn't know how to plan for herself, but she wants to live and die for a man.Yan Fuqiong said disappointedly: After the war begins, you will be killed.

Mu Lanting said proudly: I know why I am alive, that's enough. Haha, you could come and go freely in BeiYàn back then, but you can only blame the innate Tai Chi Sect for being timid and incompetent. Today... Lanting really wants to experience the super wonderful magic sword of Senior Fuqiong.

Why bother?

The answer was not Yan Fuqiong, but a girl who came out of nowhere. She was holding a thick black book with a slightly ordinary appearance, but she had a strange temperament that was out of reality.

It’s not just about eating and sleeping, don’t be the pioneer of the innate Tai Chi Sect.The girl is naturally Yan Fuqiong's daughter Fan Bingyao, but less than ten people knew about her identity in the world, and all the heroes thought she was the little disciple of the Demon Queen.

The child’s artificial words are, and the sword’s way emphasizes the inducement of power and wealth, and the intimidation of the face without hearing threats and affection, without fear or thoughts, and moving forward without progress, and self-evident in heaven and earth. Where can the boredom be concerned?Mu Lanting has a strong personality and is the only one who is the only one. She never cares about the current situation and strategy. Her momentum and sword energy continue to rise, and it seems that today is the queen of the swearing to kill the demon.

Fan Bingyao's heart was at Yuanshi and would not be angry at all, but Yan Fuqiong narrowed her almond eyes lightly, slightly surprised that this girl was tougher than the rumors, and she was so domineering.

Because the two women in the field had too strong sense of existence, people did not notice that a huge cloud of fire was lit in the sky. Unlike the sun's sword energy, this flame was blue and blue, like the vast ghost fire in the depths of the underworld, revealing a strange and terrifying sense of oppression.

The fire clouds roared, and a black figure was falling in front of Mu Lanting.

King Wujian, Biqunluo!

Many people have called out the identity of a young man in black. Bi Kunluni, like the Wantian Soldier, has been in the realm of thunder and thunder, and has surpassed the level of killing and comprehending all kinds of things. In recent years, his cultivation has increased to the next level and has become increasingly unfathomable. With one of the seven great magical weapons, Li Huo Qing Yexin is extremely powerful. Although he is only ranked fifth among the Eight Kings of the Demon Kingdom, a master with knowledge is extremely aware of that. This person definitely has the great potential to compete with Feng Lan and Tang Lei Jiu.

The remaining flames spread across the sky, and the snow was as fast as lightning and thunder, and with a hint of terrifying heat, it assassinated as lightning.

The power of a sword is infinite and infinite. Mu Lanting is already the new leader of Tianyuan Sect who cannot be beaten. He is majestic and majestic, and cannot be desecrated at all.

With a sharp and sharp squeak, Bi Kunluo actually held the sword edge of Xuehuang with his right hand, one green and one red, two extremely hot flames soared into the sky in the shape of a tornado, and with the two as the center, it shook out a violent shock wave like a tsunami. Those with slightly poor skills were shocked and flew far away in a panic.

The little girl dares to challenge the demon queen.Biqunro's eyes were stern, his tone was furious, and he offended God's great sin, you will never redeem it!

Xue Huang trembled rapidly, and the sword energy cut Qingyexin's gloves. In a moment, hundreds of swords were forced to withdraw and take a step back. When he was about to fight back, he found that Mu Lanting had suddenly disappeared. Then there seemed to be a volcano erupting behind him, and rolling lava was about to sweep across his body.

Although Bi Kunluo hated Mu Lanting for blaspheming the demon, he deeply recognized her fearless fighting spirit just now, which made her blood boil. With a cloak raised, the demon fire in the underworld crisscrossed, forming a nine-star layout. It turned out to be the unique Tianyuan Linglong Taoist in the Tianyuan Sect!

In the past, he fought with Ye Chen and then comprehended it with his peerless talent. He could simulate 70% of the images, plus the unique magic weapon and magic flames, which have evolved into a super magic skill that complements both good and evil.

laugh!

The Tianyuan light spot condenses infinite temperature and directly defeats the Sun Sword.

A good trick, but I underestimate you.Mu Lanting sneered at the sword, the hot wind swung, the pillar of fire wrapped around his whole body, perfectly sealing Bi Kunluo's three moves to chase him, and he really admired this young monster in the Demon Kingdom.

The Central Plains warriors who were watching the battle were shameless to continue watching the fun. Several brave knights and swordsmen rushed over and protected Mu Lanting.

There is no taboo for Bi Kunluo to take action. Even if 800 people stand opposite him, he doesn't care. So the situation now will only make him double the excitement, and his martial arts are also more powerful than usual. Yan Fuqiong stood quietly by the side, not saying anything, and seemed very interested in watching Mu Lanting fight against the two kings of the Demon Kingdom one after another.

Aren't you fighting with the wind?How did it change to this wild boy?

Ye Chen came like a gust of breeze.

It does not mean that it is fast, but that it is too sudden. To some extent, it is even more abrupt and bizarre than those from the Demon Queen and Bi Kunluo. Everyone knows that he was deposed by the Demon Lord and went deep into the East China Sea to seek the secret healing of the Ninth Heaven of Daluo. Unexpectedly, when the lover is in trouble, he appears in time. Some people also remember that Wen Xue, a beauty of Tianyuan Sect, and this kid are also ambiguous and halal, which is so fucking enviable.

Bi Kunluo said in a cold voice: Why can you come out from anywhere?

Ye Chen seemed to have not taken the mighty King Wujian at all, and walked towards Mu Lanting and laughed in a low voice: He is so brave that he dared not go to the Sea God Village to support him. Looking back, how I deal with you.

Mu Lanting turned his head away, deliberately not looking at him or answering, but the cold murderous aura on his face disappeared.

Of course, Wen Xue also saw Ye Chen. After two years of separation, her longing filled her heart and was almost on the verge of collapse and crying. However, Mu Lanting's martial arts skills were superb, her reputation was catching up with Hua Taixian, and she was born into a new noble family, and her appearance was even more beautiful. Standing with Ye Chen, she was a kind couple of heavenly relatives, and she was a widow who was not as good as a civil and military career. How could she have the face to mention the friendship back then?

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt ashamed and silently lowered his head, not daring to see them again.

Bi Kunluo could not detect Ye Chen's internal strength, nor could he feel that he was injured. However, his cautious heart flashed and the demonic fire circled around him like a python. The next moment would be a thunderous hunt.

Mr. Ye is fine.Yan Fuqiong waved his hand gently, Bi Kunluo and Mu Lanting were exactly the same, and their fighting spirit disappeared and they obediently retreated.

Except for seasickness, everything else is pretty good.Ye Chen's face was as usual, and spread his hands and said helplessly: Of course, he is definitely not as pampered as the senior of the Demon Queen. He is becoming more and more youthful and beautiful. He looks like my sister is too big.

Yan Fuqiong covered her mouth with her backhand and smiled, and she was full of charm in an instant. Even Mu Lanting couldn't help but be beating faster, lamenting that the charm of her most beautiful beauty in southern Xinjiang was indeed well-deserved.

Fan Bingyao opened her eyes wide and looked at Ye Chen with interest. She didn't expect that this person would speak so interestingly.

Since the duel is over, everyone will go back to eat and sleep. Don’t waste time chatting, let’s end.Ye Chen paused for a moment, and added with a smile: I will see you soon, take care of the Demon Queen and the King of Wujian on the way.

Yan Fuqiong spoke softly and said softly: I didn’t plan to fight with Miss Mu, but you want to stay here?

Don't plan to see Xing'er?

Xing'er?Ye Chen was stunned, Who is Xing'er?

Yan Fuqiong said lightly: Ye Xingchen, it is naturally your biological child with Tang Qian.

Ye Chen's head buzzed, his heart was as cold as snow, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Even Bi Kunluo was inexplicably surprised. He and Tang Qianchang argued about martial arts and sword skills, which was a little personal relationship, but they had no idea that the Saint and Ye Chen had a flesh and blood.

Mu Lanting took a half step forward and was about to speak, Ye Chen had already pressed her shoulder and whispered: I will pick them up later, but now I am enemies and not friends with the Demon Queen, so it is inconvenient to act together.

Is this your response?Yan Fuqiong's tone is still very calm. Do you know that Tang Leijiu once made a swearing to the death and the Demon Lord three times. Tang Qian's identity as a saint is absolutely impossible to betray the master for you. I don't need to say more about the obsession with the promise and fate of the father and daughter. So... If you don't leave us now, you will never die.

Are you obsessed with promises and fate? Ye Chen repeated the words of the Demon Queen, I am probably like this.

He can crush Tang Qian to pieces, and his personality doesn't care much about noble and justice, but for a lifetime, he cannot live for himself every day. In the end, he must do what he must do and not do what he does.

very good.The demon queen waved her sleeves, turned her head and left. It seemed that she didn't care much about how Ye Chen chose.

A colorful light curtain fell in the sky, and she stepped into it and disappeared immediately.

As Fan Bingyao walked, he suddenly stopped and laughed: You don’t have to be so upright, he said it as if he wanted to serve the country loyally. We came to the Central Plains to not massacre for invasion, of course, it was not to deceive ghosts to unify the world or save sentient beings, just because God wanted to do this, that’s all. If you understand this principle, you may have the power to fight.

Ye Chen smiled and made a face at her, but he didn't answer anything. He didn't know this child who was about the same age as Xiaojiu, but his temperament was deeply in line with the Yuanshi Demon's Way, which was full of love and selflessness and equality of all living beings. Moreover, the general trend was rolling, murderous intent was everywhere, and there was no meaning to debate on his mouth, but he could save some verbal energy.

The few of them spoke very little, and even if someone with strong ears heard it, they didn't take it seriously. They just had two thoughts, good and evil, and the strong stood and the weak lie down. Where did the big truth come from? When the sky collapsed, there was a tall man holding him over. What did it have to do with me?

After nearly a year of cultivation in ruins, Mu Lingfei's martial arts and swordsmanship have made great progress and have already achieved success. She believes that this battle will be an excellent opportunity. The great disaster will follow the great adventure. The oppression of life and death can create many masters who have a thought of everything, so she only expects the future and has no fear.

What are your plans?Do you want to talk about the past with Ye Chen?

Wen Xin held the horse and said in a deep voice: It's gone, I'm going to settle the Black Flag Army in Western Chu, and come back in two months to decide the outcome with the masters in southern Xinjiang.

I won't go anymore. Since Ye Chen has returned, our bet has been completed.Ji Liuguang stretched his waist and said with a smile: Haha, in addition, the noble clan Su Yueru has already agreed to be my fifth wife. The Ji family’s betrothal gift will arrive soon. Miss Mu and Young Marshal, take care of him.

Concubine Mu Ling bowed and thanked her for her goodbye.

These two of them are all peerless martial arts geniuses, especially Ji Liuguang, who can compete with the world's strongest people with the level of thunder with his fingers. His potential is probably even more terrifying than Bi Kunluo, Mu Lanting and others. After Wen Xin received strong support from the Chu Huoluo Empire, his martial arts would never be able to stand still. With them as allies, it would be safer.

After a while, Concubine Mu Ling, who was standing alone on the mountain, looked at the waves, suddenly drew her sword and stared at it like a sharp blade of water. Countless distractions seemed to evaporate in an instant, and a wisp of indescribable indifferent ancient charm flowed through her graceful figure.

The Autumn Water Arc is painted with cold light, ethereal and simplicity, without any murderous power, but there is a bottomless terrifying sword mark under your feet.

When she got out of Tianhou Peak, she was nourished by Ye Chen day and night and taught by words and deeds, and had entered the realm of all things. Now this sword is running mystery, condensed the way of the starry sky's elemental point, which is almost comparable to Zeng Henshui's supreme attainments.

Lanting won the victory and Ye Chen returned, and it was a sign of great prosperity in the Tianyuan Sect. It was hard to say that it could replace the overlord position of the Innate Tai Chi Sect after the war.

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Concubine Mu Ling thought of this, the heroes and forces in the north and south, and the same thought was the same. Sikong Huangquan was old, Huangfu Zhengdao was incredibly low-key, Ning Wuji fell sharply, almost the same as a dog falling into the water. Although the martial arts of Wan Tianbing and Zhan Muyun were unpredictable, they had no deep bond with the Innate Tai Chi Sect. It is hard to imagine that they would fight for the sect, so the Tianyuan Sect could really replace it.

Replacing old people with a new generation is the law of the world's operation.

Just as now, no one seems to remember Zeng Henshui, the number one master of Tianyuan Sect, and Nie Qianque, the number one young genius.

Ye Shang's long hair flew in the wind like a cloud, carrying the star-sinking shoulders, with a wide shoulders, and a dragon walking and a tiger walking, like an ancient and mysterious god of war, strolling on the horse-drinking plain, with three people behind him, a gentle and elegant old man wearing a soft white hemp gown, with a spotless white shoes, delicate silk ribbons, and a three-foot black scabbard hanging on his waist. He was obviously the kind of secluded scholar who plays the zither and dances the sword under the pavilion. He must have been a handsome swordsman who was very popular with girls when he was young. The other man was much more ordinary, and he was hard to say. He was about twenty to forty years old, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, nor ugly nor handsome. Thanks to the empty plain, if he was in the market, no one would notice him, and his presence could be said to be weaker than weaker; the last one was a young woman with white skin, naturally upturned corners of her mouth, round face, extremely sweet and cute.

They didn't have any conversation along the way, and they looked horizontally and vertically, and four people were completely incompatible. However, when they walked together, they exuded a mysterious aura that was inviolable.

The gate of Tianyuan Sect was close at hand, and Ye Shang finally spoke: It's only one last step away, so he's a little nervous.

The old man and the ordinary young man did not say anything. The cute young woman smiled and said: Daluo Yu, Xingchen Dao, Kunlun Drum, and Daluo Tianhou have all collected all the blood. It is indeed not easy.

Good luck.Faced with the supreme magical power that has never been sought after in the past, even Ye Shang couldn't hide his excitement. Thanks to Ahan, you helped.

The young woman was Ahan, who Ye Chen had met before, and Ye Shang's wife.

Before she could speak, a large number of guards had already rushed out of the Tianyuan Sect and surrounded him. The leader saw that Ye Shang was as stable as a mountain and was astonishing as he was about to take the initiative, but when he saw the old man, he instantly gave up his fighting spirit and quickly bowed: Dean Zhang came to Tianyuan Sect, and the younger generation was in a farewell welcome.

It turns out that this person is the former head of the Chunqiu Academy, the martial arts holy land. Zhang Lingxi, the world says that he has abdicated and lived in seclusion. He never thought that today he would have inexplicably accompanied Ye Shang to Tianyuan Sect.

A whimpering howl.

Zhang Lingxi slowly drew his sword with a smile, but only half of the sword edge was exposed and it stopped moving. Countless transparent crystals suddenly formed in the void about five feet, flashing dazzling lights, and then the cold air filled the universe. The guards had no time to react, and the cold sword energy he shook out frozen the blood circulation. In the blink of an eye, they were all dead and did not leave a single living mouth. Ye Shang gave a thumbs up and praised: Awesome, sorry that people in the world cannot see the pure magic of the four seasons of the Divine Sword.

Just a trick of plagiarism.Zhang Lingxi gently pressed the hilt of the sword and returned to the sheath. Her elegant demeanor seemed to the Painting Saint to take back the brush, which was very different from ordinary martial arts masters. I hope Nie Qianque is still alive.

The most difficult Kunlun drum has been obtained, so don’t make any troubles on the simplest Nie Qianque.Ahan's body movement was like smoke, and he walked to the forefront in one step.

What you said makes sense, go quickly.Ye Shang nodded and continued: Try not to kill your life.

The four of them broke into Tianyuan Sect from the main gate, and it was like entering a no-man along the way. Zhang Lingxi no longer used his powerful internal strength. He only occasionally made a sword and pricked him. Every time he moved, he would fall down one person. It was so wonderful. Ahan felt it was troublesome, so he flew his palms, his middle fingers were intertwined, his thumbs were closed, and finally spread to the sky, in the shape of flowers in bloom. From her strange magic seal, a layer of dark gold shield suddenly appeared like a soap bubble, and the open and secret arrows were all scratched. No matter how the outsiders attacked, they could not break it. They could only watch them enter in a leisurely manner.

This is the Secret Heavenly Prison in the Prison and Slaughter Hall. Judging from their expressions, it seems that even the disciples of this sect don’t know.

It was like stars holding the moon, hundreds of disciples of Tianyuan Sect followed four people to a towering ancient tree. The one who spoke first was that ordinary young man.

Click!

Ye Shang raised his hand slightly, and a thunder broke out in a blast, shattering the giant tree, revealing a wide tunnel.

I'll go down by myself, and after receiving Nie Qianque, I'll go to North Yàn together.

As soon as he finished speaking, the exquisite golden bell rang through the sky, and then several powerful true energy came quickly. Ye Shang ignored it and walked straight into the secret prison. Zhang Lingxi smiled and said: Finally, a few decent ones come, so let me deal with it.

Leng Fang, Li Wanlong, Yang Fengmian, Su Guohai, and the four hall masters of Tianyuan Sect arrived together. Although the number of people was small, they formed a certain formation and at the same time, and the momentum was actually full of power.

Zhang Lingxi held his five fingers in his left hand with a shaking fist or a palm. He shook his way in the air, and there were hundreds of saints who were sing together, with great righteousness. A powerful force that could not be disobeyed rose into the sky, and the space collapsed, instantly defeating the combined attack technique of the four hall masters. With this move alone, we can see that the martial arts of the Lord of the Chunqiu Academy must have been greatly underestimated in the past.

Li Wanlong roared: What do you want to...

Zhang Lingxi still smiled as usual, as if she would never get angry forever, but the young man suddenly glanced at Li Wanlong's left rib from afar.

The end of his eyes was the deadly cover of his martial arts practice. Then the young man laughed sarcastically, as if saying: If I take action, you will definitely die.

Li Wanlong's cold sweat soaked his back, so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word.

What a terrible moment of judgment... This person's martial arts may surpass Zhang Lingxi.

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The cell was extremely dim, with only a soybean-sized oil lamp. Nie Qianque sat on the ground, and was penetrated by a steel hook rope. His tendons and muscles were loose, his eye sockets were deep, his face was withered, and his eyes were very gray and dull.

Ye Shang waved the star and took a knife, as if he had broken the dead. The prison door and the iron chain broke in response, as if they were worse than the straw rope. He stared at Nie Qianque and frowned and said: I tell you how to use Zhou Tianyi and Qingtian Furnace. Zeng Heshui's skills should have been inherited 10% of them. How could he end up in such a field?

When talking about the master's name, Nie Qianque, who was so haggard that he looked unpredictable, suddenly raised his head, his eyes burst out with a terrifying cold light, and his sad roar in his mouth was like a wolf howling.

Ye Shang was unmoved and said leisurely: Your mother Yin Chan was a top talent in the Shenwu Palace back then. Her understanding and realm were second only to Zeng Heshui. Unfortunately, her beauty was poor and she died of illness a few years after giving birth to you. Otherwise, the position of the sect leader would not be Chunyu Qing, and you, Nie Qianque, wouldn't have to be so miserable.

It was me who sealed the master's skills myself.Nie Qianque said coldly: A beast who is afraid of death is not worthy of using his martial arts at all.

You are not afraid of death, you are the seed of passion.Ye Shang smiled and said: I threatened to peel you, but you didn't blink. There were really few tough guys like this in the world... But when I said I would throw Wen Xue to pigs and dogs, you immediately bowed your head and gave in. Hahaha, Daluo Tianyin Ningyu was a hero in his lifetime, unparalleled and cruel, and he actually had such a affectionate great-grandson.

Nie Qianque punched angrily!

The fierce and fierce power was like a divine dragon tumbling, crushing and strangling, and domineering. Even the nine halls of the vast Tianyuan Sect were shaken and shaken. If he had such a divine fist at the championship meeting, one hundred Ye Chen and one hundred Ning Wuji would be dead, and even a hair would not be left.

Bang!

Ye Shang stretched out his hand and pointed, Pangu's seal suppressed it in the sky, with a loud bang, the mysterious yellow energy was as heavy as thick soil, the fist force immediately collapsed and dissipated in the air, and the world immediately returned to calm.

Don't be excited, I've been chivalrous and righteous in my life, saved countless people, and I hate violence and killing the most.Ye Shang blinked his fingers, and the steel rope on Nie Qianque's collarbone immediately broke. He then patiently explained: Alas, it's too difficult to open Daluotian. I have been lurking in southern Xinjiang for many years. It's just for Daluoyu to arrange for you to kill your master cruelly, just because you need to improve your cultivation as soon as possible. Otherwise, the bloodline of Daluotian under your palm will not be enough to open the secret. Maybe even Ye Chen doesn't know this secret.

Nie Qianque sighed to the sky and said in a deep voice: Daluo Tian should have three successors, why did he choose me with the worst skills?

Well... Ye Shang seemed embarrassed and replied with a smile: The Ghost King's martial arts skills are too terrible when he passed by Tianlang. He has lived in seclusion in the depths of Langya Sword Tower for many years. I dare not provoke him. I think the descendants of the Luan family are dead. Lingtang unfortunately died early. I really have no other choice except you. What about?I answered the answer, I am full of sincerity, right?

Haha... Hahaha... Nie Qianque laughed loudly after hearing this, and almost burst into tears. At the same time, his shoulder muscles healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then he put on his shirt and said: Let's go, turn on the Queen of Daluo, I have something else to say to you.

Ye Shang was too lazy to think about his specific emotions and thoughts, so he made a gesture of invitation and said: No problem, whether you want to commit suicide by shame or marry Wen Xue, it has nothing to do with us. Of course, if you are willing to join me, I will also welcome you one hundred times.

Nie Qianque's expression was tenacious, as if he had made some determination, and had regained his former domineering and majesty, and he stepped out of the prison for the Heaven-Slaying Prison.

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The night is very dark, the sky and the earth are as dim as ink, a broken lonely lamp hangs a flagpole, illuminating a secluded wine shop on the roadside. The dead-end people in the foreign land regret to sigh in the desolation of the past. Spring is still early, the slanting wind is cold, the drizzle is as sad as the drizzle is sad, withered and silent and empty, as if they are about to mourn the souls of passers-by.

The iron hook and iron ring on the lamp swayed in the wind, making a squeaking sound. Wen Xue looked up and laughed at herself. Lanting and Tang Qian were Guangsha Qionglou. Naturally, I am such a poor stall... A pot of warm rice wine, a plate of salted sea vegetables, Wen Xue held her chin with one hand, and raised her glass to drink by herself with three fingers.

The guest glanced at the young woman, and was surprised and turned his head away. Although the loneliness of the beautiful woman was sad, he was not qualified to care about others who didn't know where to go tomorrow.

Is the wine here delicious?

Nangong Lei, dressed in men's clothes, came with her hands behind her back. Seeing Wen Xue sitting alone under the afterimage of the lonely lamp, she couldn't help but empathize with her and changed her mean sarcasm to ordinary inquiries.

Very good.Wen Xue smiled and said: It is lighter than the noble wine.

Nangong Lei said coldly: I seem to have said that I will get what you owe to me for my brother.

Do you want to kill me?

I want you to go back to the Nangong family, with green lights and yellow scrolls, keep your rituals and worship Buddha, and spend the rest of your life, this is the fate of marrying a noble woman.

Nangong Lei said sarcastically: Anyway, you are just a toy for Ye Chen and a tool for venting desires.

Wen Xue was stunned. She didn't get angry, but suddenly remembered what Ji Yuxian said to her that Ye: Because you and I are both pretty widows who make men crazy, and I can find the same kind at a glance. Miss Wen is also a little slut who looks pure and quiet on the outside and looks slutty on the inside... Could it be that being a widow under the green lamp should be his own life?

She drank the remaining wine in the pot in one go and looked back: Get the wine again, a big bowl.

In the drizzle, more than a dozen mountain warriors stood vaguely, obviously Nangong Lei's subordinates. The guests were shocked by her momentum and had disappeared. Only the boss and grandma did not react much. She was so old that she had no fear and desire, and slowly brought a jar of wine for Wen Xue, a small cracked bowl.

Nangong Lei found a stool and Wenwen sat down quietly. From the bottom of her bones, she didn't feel that she was oppressing others, so she had an absolute confidence to occupy a moral high point.

Wen Xue drank a lot for the first time in her life. After she found that the first few sips of hot and uncomfortable, even more wine was poured into her throat and it was almost the same as sugar water. Then she felt ashamed and mourned, and all the sorrows disappeared.

Take her away.Nangong Lei said lightly: Go back to Tanzhou to meet your fifth sister and brother-in-law.

Her fifth sister is Nangong Xia, and her fifth brother-in-law is Lin Ning, a mysterious master who has become famous in recent years.

With cold steps, the two men and one woman walked over silently. Wen Xue was the young grandmother after all, and it was inconvenient to hurt her unless necessary.

But as soon as they approached the threshold of the restaurant, their backs were immediately shrouded by a ruthless sword energy. The three of them turned around and found that their fellow disciples, including Nangong Lei, were also looking back.

There was no sword, only a tall and thin woman, standing in the dark with an oil-paper umbrella. The sword energy was emitted by her. She herself was far colder and sharper than the sword.

The drizzle is getting denser and no one dares to move.

At this moment, Mu Lanting's graceful figure looked like a ten thousand-year-old pine, lonely and clear, and like a sword god condensed from the natural condensation of the world.

Wen Xue smiled bitterly, drank the last bowl of wine, and fainted on the crooked table with tears in her eyes.