Sword comes

Chapter 648

Earlier, when Ning Yao went out alone and planned to break through the formation first, the frontline monsters were blocked. When Ning Yao broke through the formation and led six sword repairers to the vicinity of the golden river, the monsters on both sides of the battlefield rushed forward one after another. Try to stay away from this woman "Sword Immortal" who is too fierce with a sword.

At this moment, Ning Yao seemed to be the war supervisor who "helped to suppress the formation", and the monster army rushed forward desperately.

So after Fan Dache took the lead to leave the two with his sword, he somehow became a golden core swordsman, chasing and killing the vast army of monsters all by himself.

Fan Dache felt that based on this matter alone, he should drink a pot of the most expensive Qingshen Mountain wine later on. His military exploits were enough, and he finally didn't need to borrow money from Chen Sanqiu to buy wine.

Chen Ping glanced at the front of the battlefield. The formation behind the monster army became thicker and tighter, swarming forward at an extremely fast speed, and the higher the level of monster monks, the farther away from the three of them in the rear. Of course, in fact, it was just for Stay away from Ning Yao alone, him and Fan Dache.

Said: "The sword cultivators on both sides, because of our relationship, the pressure will be much greater."

Ning Yao said: "Then try to meet the frontmost sword repairer as soon as possible. Specifically, how do you say it?"

Chen Pingan stepped on the long sword of Jianfang, and became more and more used to Yujian sticking to the ground, so he quickly rolled up his sleeves, "This time I will start the battle, and you will be the rear. body, I will leave it to you to dispose of."

Ning Yao asked: "Aren't you going to sacrifice the flying sword?"

"Just throw punches. It's just enough to polish the bottleneck of martial arts."

Chen Pingan said: "Don't worry, the speed of the formation is definitely not comparable to yours, but compared to other battlefields, it will not be slow."

Ning Yao nodded and said, "Then just punch."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, his sword was like a rainbow, and after following up with Fan Dache, he spoke to him with his heart: "Dache, you take out your sword in the center, and I will fight in front. No matter what happens during the period, you don't have to worry about it. Sword forward. I may not be able to take care of you too much, but with Empress Ning Yao, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Fan Dache said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

In fact, when the second shopkeeper didn't say "Dache", Fan Dache knew that he needed to be more careful.

In an instant, Chen Pingan Yujian, who was wearing two robes of Yifang, suddenly sped up, made a straight line, and roared away.

On the way to guard the sword, there is still more than a hundred feet away from the monster army in front of him. Chen Pingan has already opened his fist, stepped on it, and the long sword under his foot tilted and fell. He was overwhelmed and became a real fly. In the eyes of Fan Dache behind him, Chen Pingan's figure disappeared instantly on the spot. He had already had the effect of the square-inch talisman without using the inch-shrinking square-inch talisman. Could it be that he had been in the Wufujin state for more than a year, and then he was gone again? Break the bottleneck and become a Grandmaster of the Far Traveling Realm?

Ning Yao chose Yujian this time, and explained to Fan Dache: "He is only in the golden body state at present, and has not traveled far. He has worn three magic robes, and now he is no longer saving his life, but just to suppress the fist. To a certain extent, the strength of the sword wins, and the three strengthen each other, which can be regarded as a kind of experience. It is similar to the martial arts style of the rivers and lakes where sandbags are tied to the feet all day long."

The reason why Ning Yao is willing to say so much.

Of course because it is related to Chen Pingan.

And Fan Dache is a mutual friend of her and Chen Pingan, and Chen Pingan takes care of Fan Dache the most, not only because Fan Dache is not good enough, it seems that in Fan Dache, Chen Pingan can see many shadows of his past years, pieced together , it will be natural and very close.

It's just that Ning Yao couldn't figure out the specific reason for this. He believed that Chen Ping'an would be free in the future, or that Mr. Yin Guan finally took a break from his busy schedule.

Of course he would tell her.

Ning Yao said again: "When he first started learning boxing in his hometown, he had a bag full of gravel tied to his leg. When he first went out for a trip, he used the half-jin talisman and the eight-liang talisman. I'm used to it, I don't know what will happen when I punch with all my strength, since he doesn't know how heavy and fast the punch is, then the opponent doesn't know even more."

Between the words, Ning Yao slashed out with a sword. It was a Jindan monster monk on the battlefield elsewhere. He glanced at her from a distance. The monster cultivator who was targeted at the other end opened his body in half and split his body to the sides with a slam. A golden core was blasted, causing countless fish in the pond to suffer.

Ning Yao thought of a trivial matter for no reason.

I remember Chen Pingan, who was still a young man, carrying a locust wood sword box and containing two swords. When he first came to Jianqi Great Wall to find her, when the two of them were alone, he liked to have nothing to say, and talked a lot about the country and the market. For example, the carpenter plays the ink thread, the skilled carpenter master, the thread is very accurate.

It was rare for Ning Yao to look at the battlefield after a sword strike, it was quite like that.

Fan Dache didn't know how to start a conversation.

In fact, standing next to Ning Yao, the pressure was so great that it was unimaginable.

My good friend Chen Sanqiu once told Fan Dache privately that it would be fine if he and friends like Diezhang were in a level lower than Ning Yao, but once they were in the same level, they would really doubt life .Am I really a sword cultivator too?Is my realm not fake?

It's just that Fan Dache was watching Chen Sanqiu leisurely drinking wine and complaining, but Chen Sanqiu was smiling all over his face.

The second shopkeeper once said that wine is the best fishing rod in the world, which can hook the words in the heart of a drunkard, especially my family's Zhuhaidongtian wine, which is even more amazing.

Probably being able to become friends with Ning Yao, even a proud man like Chen Sanqiu would feel that it is both stressful and worth drinking.

While Fan Dache carefully looked around the battlefield, it was actually empty and seemed to be in no danger, but Fan Dache was still worried that there were some sneaky monster monks hiding under the ground, who would stab him with a sword or throw a magic weapon.

On the battlefield, there are many such things.

Fan Dache once saw with his own eyes a sword cultivator of the same age with excellent aptitude, accidentally, a monk from the mountain-moving monster clan hiding in the ground calculated the trajectory of the sword early, broke out of the ground, and grabbed the sword cultivator The two ankles directly tore the latter in half.On the battlefield, the truly most terrifying enemy is often not the kind of powerful monster clan that is in the bottleneck realm and crushes a certain battlefield with killing power. If you confront it, unless it is a place of death, you can avoid its edge. What is even more dreadful is Among the monster monks, those whose original intention is not for military exploits, but only to forge morality, are insidious in their actions, good at disguising, always pursuing one-shot kills, killing people invisible, and decisively fleeing away if they miss a hit. This kind of monster monks, on the battlefield It is even more like a fish in water, living a long life, sneaking around in various battlefields, and accumulating military exploits, which is actually very impressive.

It is said that the youngest Sword Immortal of the Upper Five Realms in the wild world, the great demon named Shuchen, used this insidious method to rise step by step.

What's even more frightening is that even if he has become a sword fairy in the upper five realms, he still likes to act in such a sneaky way, concealing the aura of a big demon, deliberately suppressing the aura of a sword fairy, and has always devoted himself to the battlefield as a monk of the Jindan monster clan, waiting for opportunities.

Because of this, A Liang personally searched for the movement of the minister in a battle, and was finally found by A Liang, and he handed out a sword from a distance, but the minister himself was a sword fairy, and at that time he used the preaching teacher A protective talisman, and finally escaped from the battlefield.

Fan Dache suddenly froze for a moment.

Isn't that the case with the second shopkeeper in my house?And can it be regarded as the ancestor level of this industry?

It's just a pity that he became the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Otherwise, even if the second shopkeeper didn't serve as Fan Dache's guardian sword master, Chen Pingan would wantonly haunt the battlefields all by himself. The ability to control, and the precise calculation of the combat power of the enemy and the enemy in a certain battlefield, I believe that no matter whether it is the accumulation of combat achievements or the speed of growth, it will not be inferior to that big monster.

Ning Yao's demeanor of a sword fairy is of course thrilling and fascinating.

But no matter how awe and admiration, Ning Yao is just Ning Yao, and no one of the same age in the entire Sword Qi Great Wall can learn from Ning Yao.

But the Second Shopkeeper's fighting style, in fact, even Fan Dache can learn, as long as he is willing, witnesses, listens, reads, and memorizes, he can turn it into his own use, improve his cultivation, and as long as there is a slight chance of winning on the battlefield, It can often help the sword repairer to kill an accident.

On the battlefield ahead, after Chen Pingan no longer controlled the sword, he took the initiative to fall into a heavy siege, and landed in a thick encirclement surrounded by monster clans.

among.

The boxing frame is wide open, and the majestic fist is flowing like a river. It is similar to that of Ning Yao who used sword energy to form a small world.

Those who are not careful, or who dare to get close, will be the enemy of my fist first.

A monster with a body as big as a gazebo, who became a monk after being enlightened, and the two natal objects are specially used to superimpose protective magical powers, relying on his natural tyrannical physique to run amok on the battlefield.

As a result, Chen Pingan opened the way directly with a fist, and his whole body was like a long sword, cutting him in two on the spot, and the surging blood was scattered by the fist and knocked back.

Hitting someone a thousand times is not as good as a stab.

Chen Ping only punched the enemy.

One person is trapped, surrounded by enemies in all directions.

Still strive to kill the enemy with one punch, hurt their roots, and shatter their souls.

Every punch seems to be saving energy, but in fact every punch is extremely powerful and heavy, going forward indomitably, the pure and vague intention of the punch can make the surrounding sword energy actively avoid it.

A monster monk who couldn't avoid it, with a burly figure and a height of two feet, swung a sledgehammer and smashed it down.

Facing the legendary Ning Yao, maybe he was just waiting to die, but with this "young man" who didn't have a flying sword and only had extremely high boxing skills, at least he didn't lack the heart to fight.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to resist the sledgehammer, and his whole body was shrouded in shadow. Chen Pingan moved his ankles a little bit, and unloaded the huge force to the ground. Even so, he was still smashed. Knees sunk into the ground.

He was able to dodge but he didn't. He slammed a heavy hammer, and deliberately stagnated a little, in order to let the monster monks who were hiding around him feel that there was an opportunity.

A warrior monk of the Yao clan wearing a fine iron rune armor approached Chen Pingan with a knife in both hands, slashing towards him with momentum like a rainbow.

Another Jindan cultivator stretched out his sleeve, threw out two golden talismans with pictures of the five mountains and meandering rivers, stretched out his palm, and lifted it up heavily.

The ground around Chen Pingan's feet was first frozen by the Jindan cultivator with magical techniques, sealing off a radius of tens of feet.

The mountain talisman made of golden material manifested five fist-sized mountains of different colors, four of which were hanging beside the young martial artist, and only the middle mountain in the talisman smashed at the opponent's head.

Chen Pingan, who was supporting the sledgehammer with one hand, raised his left hand, and directly grasped the jet-black dharma knife with foul smell as thick as ink. The pure fist in the palm of his hand rubbed against the light of the black knife, and the flames splashed everywhere.

With a twist of his wrist, he dragged the warrior monk who was unwilling to let go of his sword to hit the pocket mountain made by the golden talisman.

The Hammer Monster Clan, who had already completed the task of luring the enemy, could no longer smash down the sledgehammer, so they temporarily retracted their weapons, raised their arms high, and wanted to do it again.

A monk from the Bing family and the monster clan saw a bad opportunity. He neither wanted to be hit by the Zhongyue, nor was he willing to be accidentally hit by the subsequent sledgehammer. He resolutely abandoned his knife and retreated.

The next moment, Chen Pingan, who had been using the ape boxing style passed down by Zhu Lian, suddenly changed into Zhongqiu's pinnacle boxing boxing. The slender "boy" with slightly loose shoulders and a stooped back immediately returned to his normal body posture, boxing intent As soon as it changed, it became thicker and thicker, and it directly shattered the surrounding spell bans, and smashed on the pocket Zhongyue with a fist. When the fist touched the hill, there was a wave of frenzied fist ripples, which shattered the mountain into a ball. The golden light splashed.

Chen Pingan, who was still holding the magic knife near the tip of the knife with his left hand, slid out backwards, avoiding the second heavy hammer from the burly monster clan.

Holding the knife in his left hand back a little, loosen his right fist to form a palm knife, and cut down with one knife, cutting the magic knife into two pieces forcefully, so that the soldiers and monsters who originally wanted to take the initiative to blow up this natal object, stole it. Instead of eating a lot of rice, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his heart. He glanced at the young man who was still surrounded by the Four Mountains, and found that this military monk was directly avoiding the wind and staying away from this battlefield.

The four mountains formed by the condensed talismans made of golden material, although small, hovering in the air at this moment, still have the impressive appearance of those mountains standing above the ground.

Surround the boy in black with the hammer in the formation, but the central mountain is missing, which is a little insufficient.

Fortunately, the other golden talisman has turned into a water flood that is several feet long, and after all, it has formed a pattern of mountains and rivers flowing.

The burly monster who was so implicated that he could only fight for his life with that young man no longer spared his life. On the battlefield, he was not afraid of death at all, but there were people who were afraid of death even more.

Holding a sledgehammer, the burly monster raced fiercely, in the cage of the Siyue Formation where a water dragon was slaying, and went straight to the place.

A young man with unreasonably heavy fists, if he can exchange lives with him, he will exchange lives!

In the end, he was punched to the chest by the young man. Before that, the talisman water jellyfish had already worn down the burly monster until his bones and flesh were blurred. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a mutual entrapment in which fellow Taoists died first and then died, because after the boy punched and killed the burly monster, he jumped up high on his toes, held the latter's head, and slammed into The water dragon, the burly monster who chose to blow up the golden core by himself, his body and soul were wiped out together with the water dragon.

The Golden Core cultivator took a closer look, and the young man tore off the broken robe, and was still wearing a Yifang robe inside.

The skin on his face was also shattered, so it was removed casually by the young man and put into his sleeve, even the sledgehammer on the ground disappeared, and was put into something close at hand.

Without hesitation, the Golden Core cultivator cast a unique technique regardless of the Four Mountain Talismans, turned into several puffs of green smoke, and fled separately.

Chen Pingan didn't deliberately chase down this Golden Core cultivator, and without the restraint of a magic robe on his fists, the more abundant fists pushed the four crumbling pocket mountains far away. With four fists out, four beams of golden light exploded, and nearly a hundred monsters were killed or injured on the battlefield in an instant.With no mask to hide, the monster army didn't know who was the first to call out the word "hidden official", and the army that was still under the supervision of the battle and trying to form an formation to meet the enemy suddenly fled.

Chen Pingan's subsequent line of battle was no longer a straight forward, but he chose to draw a big circle on the battlefield, and then moved forward slightly, the more he fled, the faster he fled, and the more he punched first.

A martial artist breathes pure qi, punches non-stop, when the punches are about to be exhausted, he will find a chance to catch his breath, and if the situation is dangerous, he will hold his breath.

On the battlefield, making enemies on all sides, can it be compared to the punching fist of a martial artist in the ten realms?Dealing with the latter is the real life hanging by a thread. Isn't the so-called physical toughness just like paper under the punch of a tenth-level warrior who is often at the peak of the ninth level?You can only rely on guessing, gambling, and instinct, and you are closer to a person who is close to the gods and has a tacit heart.

For Chen Pingan, as long as there is no Nascent Soul Sword cultivator hiding by his side,

The so-called one-man battle, the battlefield is not a battlefield at all, it has always been fighting against each other.

Li Er once said that in the one-on-one match that almost accidentally killed Song Changjing, the aptitude of the Dali Fan King was of course good, but the fist was still too light at that time, but the reason why Song Changjing was able to support him for so long was that The reason is that Song Changjing is not only a martial arts practitioner, but also a fighter who has fought on the battlefield. After honing his boxing skills on the battlefield for a long time, he will naturally have an atmosphere of "ten thousand enemies on the battlefield". , the opponent fights with it, like an enemy with a thousand troops, they will be tied up.

Now that Chen Pingan is on the battlefield, he is looking for the first level of this atmosphere. There are thousands of mountains and rivers. How many mountains and rivers can those who are really close to him have?

As long as the punch is heavy enough, the figure is fast enough, and the eyes are accurate enough, it is nothing more than wading across the mountain, "slowly" passing one place after another.

After that, Chen Pingan, who was on the rise, became more and more pure. Whether he was walking or flying, he was walking in six steps at all times. The only punches he could punch were iron cavalry chiseling, god-man beating drums, and cloud steaming Daze. Three types.

Although Li Er is a martial artist in ten realms, he didn't say much about boxing theory when he was feeding boxing in the ruins of the Lion Peak Immortal Mansion. He occasionally said a few words, and he was blunt, saying that he heard Zheng Dafeng often chanting. Well, what Li Er and Chen Ping said may be useful to you, anyway, a few words of boxing theory are worthless and cannot overwhelm anyone.

Among them is the sentence, when you have an enemy in your eyes, you start to punch, and if you are invincible in your mind, you will be able to reach the gods.

This time, Chen Pingan will neither punch and kill those roaring ferocious monster clans, nor will he show mercy to those young monster clan monks who are full of fear and praying in their eyes.

Pure martial arts, just punches.

Those with high skills live, those with light fists die.

Chen Pingan, a martial artist on the battlefield, looks silent

, with indifferent eyes.

Ning Yao only reminded Fan Dache, "Don't approach him."

Chen Pingan's thoughts became less and less, and he let go of all his past thoughts and worries, infinitely approaching the state of "forget yourself and remember the fist" that Li Er called.

They didn't use land-shrinking talismans, let alone the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, and didn't even use the pine needles and cough thunder that can pull the figure.

As for the two natal flying swords, the bird in the cage and Jing Diyue, they are even more useful, and they will definitely not show up early.

At this moment, Chen Pingan had even completely forgotten that he was a sword cultivator, had four flying swords, and even had two natal flying swords.

The thickest part of the Yaozu army's formation, the fist will arrive before the people arrive.

Ning Yao is still looking for those high-level Jindan and Nascent Soul monsters.

Fan Dache still had nothing to do. Fortunately, compared to Ning Yao's formation before, the whole group just followed Yujian. This time, Chen Pingan opened the formation with punches, and Fan Dache had more chances to unleash his sword.

Previously, Ning Yao held his sword alone, and the formation was too fast.

The north-south battle lines on the left and right wings, the two groups of sword cultivators going down to the city to fight, are still far away from this golden long river, and they have not gone halfway. It is possible that before halfway through, they will need to retreat to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and take turns with the second group of sword cultivators on the top of the wall to fight against the tug-of-war of corpses everywhere.

Elsewhere in the vast battlefield between the golden river and the city wall, the fastest group of sword cultivators going southward at the moment can barely advance halfway, and that is because of the Nascent Soul sword cultivator Qi Shou who helped to lead the way.

The four people from Diezhang returned to the north, and together with the dozen or so sword cultivators who went south on the front line next to them, they strangled the monster army one by one.

Four young genius sword cultivators stood in a row with a distance of seventy to eighty feet from each other. Starting to step on the long sword, Zhenyue, Hongzhuang, Jingshu, and Zidian, in the posture of controlling the sword, sacrificed their own flying swords and fought all the way back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword is named "White Deer". One of Feijian's natal magical powers is the scene of a white deer holding a ganoderma. On the battlefield, a white deer as big as a house will appear, and the ganoderma it holds is Chen Sanqiu's. With that natal flying sword, Bai Lu was naturally full of sword light, and the surroundings were like snow flying, and he was able to gather spiritual energy on his own, which was very miraculous.

On the battlefield, the white deer, whose sword was as bright as snow, rammed recklessly, with great killing power.

According to legend, before Chen Sanqiu conceived the Flying Sword of Flying Fate, when he was young, he had a dream in the afternoon, and the elk swam before him, knelt down on all fours, and took the initiative to recognize the master.

Therefore, Chen Sanqiu is famous for his flair among the younger generation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he is definitely rich.

He has a good family background, good temper, good skin, good popularity, and good aptitude. Except for the slightly poor wine quality of the young master of the Chen family, he can hardly find any faults.

However, fetishes such as Bailu are often related to the illusory literary fortune, so Chen Sanqiu obtained the "Book of Scriptures", one of the ancient swords that Dali imitated Bai Yujing's overpowering, and it complemented each other.Because Chen Sanqiu's natal flying sword is one of the very few rare existences with two kinds of natal supernatural powers. In addition to sacrificing the flying sword and the appearance of the white deer, it can also imperceptibly increase Chen Sanqiu's literary fortune, so Chen Sanqiu is actually both innate The sword embryo is also a natural seed for reading.

You must know that in Haoran Tianxia, ​​there are only two Confucian sages who have the realm of sword immortality, the three major palaces, and 72 academies.

It's a pity that Chen Sanqiu was born in the Great Wall of Sword Qi where there are few scholars. The most important thing is that Chen Sanqiu is still surnamed Chen, so he can't go to that foreign land where there are schools and books everywhere.

The sword cultivator who was able to win the title of genius in the Great Wall of Sword Qi actually has a story for everyone.

As long as it is a sword cultivator who likes to drink, anyone can get drunk, even if he is drunk to death, there is a reason.

Ning Yao always followed Chen Pingan who was only punching.

Ning Yao vaguely sensed a thought of Chen Ping'an's, perhaps a thought that Chen Ping'an himself didn't realize at the moment.

If my fist is high above the sky, on the battlefield south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, anyone who is my enemy, Chen Pingan, will die without using his sword.

Ning Yao didn't think it was bad, but he felt that it might not be the best. There was only one reason, he was Chen Pingan.

So Ning Yao called out, "Chen Pingan."

On the battlefield, Chen Pingan immediately retracted his fists and stopped, turning his head, a little puzzled.

Fan Dache was a little unsteady for a moment, but it was just a strange feeling, which disappeared in a flash.

Ning Yao said, "Keep punching, I'm behind you."

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Ning Yao said this, but still nodded with a smile.

The Yifang robe that he had borrowed from Pang Yuanji earlier was broken and put away, and the one on his body was so broken that he didn't need to put it away, so he scattered it lightly with his fist, flying away like a dandelion.

Not only that, but also put away the Ningfu blue robe, so now Chen Pingan only wears a robe made of the most common material.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he knew it, within a radius of tens of feet with him as the center, there were no living monsters on the battlefield.

Chen Pingan shook his wrist with one hand, clenched his fist lightly with the other hand and loosened it, his hands were bare bones, nothing could be more normal, the pain was natural, but this long-lost familiar feeling made him feel at ease.

Don't eat a little pain, practice what kind of boxing, what kind of practice.

Chen Ping looked into the distance, and finally raised his eyes, only to find that the big characters engraved on the wall were all too familiar.

fierce.

The handwriting is really ugly.

Chen Ping subconsciously looked up at the sky.

You can come late, don't come late.

Even if you just go back halfway to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in your hometown, it's good to take a look. As for whether you can't get out the sword, you can come and talk about it.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand to grab it, only to remember that the long sword from Jianfang had already collapsed.

Then he took out the mountain-moving mage saber belonging to the Nascent Soul and Monster Clan from among the things close at hand. It was narrow, long and sharp, with a clear precious light.

Chen Ping held this dharma sword that had no owner. It was a very high-grade, first-class magic weapon. He weighed it lightly, and if it was heavy enough, he continued to fight.

After a moment.

Fan Dache couldn't help turning his head to look behind him.

Ning Yao was rubbing his brows.

In front of the two of them, Chen Pingan was slashing wildly with a knife.

Fan Dache felt that this was probably a thief.

For an instant.

Ning Yao held out a sword.

Not to save Chen Ping'an, even if the person who attacked him was a hidden Nascent Soul Sword cultivator.

And in cooperation with it, the one who chose to assassinate Ning Yao was the former Yupu Realm Sword Immortal who was proficient in the way of concealment.

Ordinary mountain gods and Taoists, if they are of high realm, will inevitably have a little hesitation if they choose at this time, even if they will not save the low realm.

Ning Yao had no distracting thoughts, but Jian Xin became clearer and brighter.

She can kill the enemy, and he can live.

Ning Yao believed in himself, and even more in Chen Pingan.

Ning Yao, who has been deliberately suppressed in the bottleneck of the Jindan realm for many years, suddenly entered the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm casually.

After Ning Yao drew his sword, he was still distracted and glanced at the top of the city.

Chen Qingdu stood on the top of the wall with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face.

Wei Jin smiled bitterly and said, "Boss Sword Immortal, why did you deliberately suppress Ning Yao's breakthrough?"

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't deliberately fight for those vain titles. Do you need to become the first sword fairy under the age of 30 in history?"

Wei Jin, who became a Sword Immortal at the age of 40, still didn't understand, "Ning Yao didn't push the seedlings to grow up, but came from the trend. Boss Sword Immortal, you used the entire Sword Qi Great Wall's kendo to defeat Ning Yao at the Yuanying bottleneck. Why?"

Chen Qing laughed and said, "I'm Wei Jin?"

Wei Jin was speechless.

Some miss the time when the left and right seniors were at the top of the city.

The implication of the boss Sword Immortal is that you are Chen Qingdu?

Chen Qingdu continued: "The way of the sword overwhelms you? Then you underestimate Ning girl too much."

The gray-clothed old man in the wild world, no matter how fierce the battle was, he never paid any attention to it, and just closed his eyes in the Jiazi tent to rest his mind.

At this moment, the old man opened his eyes, smiled and said to Chen Qing directly: "This is a bad rule."

Chen Qingdu replied: "Not convinced? Come and fight on the top of the city?"