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374. A sword into a field, the dark tide is but a small pawn-(1/2)

The swordsman in blue shirt fought against Renshu almost at the same time, and Wuying in the middle was added to the interference of the third master.

Even in such a dangerous situation, he still killed the slaughter with one sword.

Human slaughter is an extraordinary realm, but under his sword, he is still like a pig or dog, penetrated from the middle of his eyebrows and from the back of his head, and blood flows all over the ground.

The dead extraordinary body is nothing more than a cold body, no different from ordinary people.

The swordsman came alone and forced back many powerful Quanrong people. Although it did not mean that he had the power to fight against so many powerful people, he already had this coercive force, so the third master proposed a method of stop loss. The situation was stiff, and each took a step back and gave up. Only fools would fight head-on in this turbulent chaos.

The third master is not a fool, so it doesn’t matter if he dies. He dies in a head-on confrontation and is killed by someone stronger than himself. There is nothing to complain about.

The other trapped Taoist priests were just dreaming.

Fu Qiuyue, who was hanging, was also staring blankly in the distance.

Some young Taoist priests with a not very firm heart even began to cheer.

"That's great, survived."

"You can still live, Immortal Emperor bless you, Immortal Emperor bless you..."

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Li Dian glanced at Yang Yan coldly, couldn't help laughing, and asked, "He is really your junior brother?"

Yang Yan: "Yes."

Li Dian shook his head: "I don't think you can't get enough of carrying his shoes."

Yang Yan's face suddenly turned red and twisted, but the eyes around him made him retreat again. He could only stuff this anger in his heart and could not ejaculate, so his cheeks turned red.

Everyone was looking up. Bai Qi, the "Little Sword Emperor", seemed not ready to come, but turned around and returned in the direction he came.

Wearing a blue shirt, I came with a sword, and after the incident, I left, hiding in my heart and reputation...

Li Dian has become the young man's fan, and he can't help asking: "Why should Fellow Daoist leave?"

Everyone was also puzzled.

The people of Kunlun Dao Sect were a little embarrassed.

Li Dian turned his head and asked, "Yang Yan, do you know?"

Yang Yan sneered and ignored him.

Only then did an older Taoist priest in Kunlun Dao Sect whisper: "The sword immortal lineage needs to be sincere to the sword, and you cannot marry and have children."

The Sword Immortal himself sets an example, and the three disciples should do this.

Once you enter the door, you need to climb up, kneel down to the sky and worship the earth and worship the many jade statues of the immortals in the Unspeakable Hall, and then make a new vow. Kunlun disciples all know this."

Li Dian showed a look of surprise.

The others suddenly felt a little regretful.

The Unspeakable Palace is deep in Kunlun. It is like climbing a ladder to reach the peak of the clouds after walking on the sky for more than ten miles, and it is like climbing a ladder. It is a place where many jade statues of the Immortal Emperor are stored. If you go there and make a vow, you will not be violated in this life.

No wonder he had to leave, he had to leave.

Yang Yan's ugly face only relieved a little. Although his face was not visible, he was happy in his heart.

So what if you are awesome?

If you violate your oath and violate the rules of the Master's lineage, even if you have made great efforts and become famous, you will still be a lonely ghost. Maybe it would be fine if you are not famous. If you are famous, it will be a problem whether you give up this wife or not.

If you give up, you will be able to return to your master’s sect, but you will betray your faith and hope.

If you don’t give up, you worship the immortals of the heavens and make a great vow, but you don’t obey it. How can Kunlun tolerate you?

In the complicated eyes of everyone, the young swordsman and the gentle girl had already left the canyon entrance.

In the valley, there was a bloody storm and the smell was still strong. Everyone woke up and hurriedly put down the Jiujianxian and Fu Qiuyue, and then feared that Quanrong would return, so they retreated while healing their wounds.

...

Xia Ji touched Meng Po's hair, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was saying "I'm doing well."

Meng Po also smiled, but she didn't say "I didn't actually act."

The two of them naturally knew the cause and effect of the matter. Xia Ji thought for a moment, thinking that this was not enough, because if he went to "delivery containers", if he was just a young talent, then the Kunlun Dao Sect would definitely leave him for training and then send old strong men to transport them.

After all, everyone knows that the demon clan is coming from the east, and transporting immortal containers is not easy, it will kill people, and one force will not send out the potential seedlings in its sect.

"The name is not enough, right, husband?"

Meng Po held her cheek, "Actually...there will be a name to come to her door."

Xia Ji calculated the progress, the planning of the Yaoyuan, and the planning of the monks, at least half a year, and rushed from the East Sea to the West Sea and searched for containers for arrival everywhere. This was not something that could be done in a short while.

He nodded.

The two stayed back to the inn.

But within two days, a person from Kunlun Dao Sect came over. He first expressed his gratitude, and then quietly pulled Xia Ji away, persuaded him to cut off this marriage, return to Kunlun Mountain, go to the Palace of Budao, and admit his mistake in front of the immortals of the heavens.

Xia Ji didn't respond.

Two more days later, Fengyunlou released the results.

First of all, a group of people who were originally famous on the list disappeared magically, because if they did not have the inheritance of the mysterious skills and did not reach the Wuzong, they would not be qualified to be on the list.

The magical Jin Lingzhi has a completely different style from her original uncle. However, the Jin family controls the magic of spying on the secrets of heaven, and Fengyun Tower is really huge and ubiquitous. This is the list when it is put.

Secondly, he was an unknown person who came to the third place in the Hive Dragon List in one fell swoop.

The word "small" has been removed.

Third, "Sword Emperor" Bai Qi.

I didn't mention any of my previous results, just one sentence:

In the spring of the 218th year of the Great Zhou calendar, in the Changmen Valley of Lingjiu Mountain, the third legend of the Quanrong Wuzong was fought against the slaughter of the Quanrong Wuzong. The Durong Wuzong easily killed the slaughter of the people, scaring away the slaughter of the Quanrong Wuying, and forcing the third legend of the Quanrong who arrived later.

The first reaction of everyone was fake.

But no matter whether it is true or false, Xia Ji's whereabouts are easy to investigate.

When everyone found out that he was not with the rest of the Kunlun Dao Sect, more people challenged him.

I just challenge you, and if I lose, I can say that I have tried a few moves in the hands of the Sword Emperor.

You can't kill me yet. You are from a well-known family and a righteous person. You kill me is against the morality of the world.

The people from Kunlun Dao Sect didn't care about this either.

In the courtyard.

Two old men were drinking tea.

"A young man, although he is very strong and talented, he is still too self-righteous."

"It's good to polish and polish, so that he knows that without the support of the sect, he is not so easy to be alone in the world."

"That's right, it's bustling, all for profit and reputation, so Bai Qi is going to be troublesome."

"But where does his power come from? Bai Qi I know is not that powerful. Last year, I heard that he was seriously injured and I don't know whereabouts. How did he emerge like this now? So brilliant?"

“Inspecting.”

"We will check his wife's identity together."

"certainly."

...

In the inn.

Meng Po smiled and sent a message: "These famous and upright sects are still the same as before, and their tempers have not changed. If your husband is really Bai Qi, he will probably have only two ways to go. The first is to cut off his relationship with me, lower his posture, go back and kneel in front of the hall, admit his mistakes to the immortals of the heavens, and then face the wall and think about his mistakes and beg for forgiveness;

Second, I can only kill two or three challengers, and I will cut off the other people's desire to continue to challenge. At that time, my husband will face accusations again, saying that he has entered the Demon Sect, his sword skills are cruel and he can do anything."

Xia Ji made a cup of tea.

Meng Po said: "It's really pushing people to the end. This is the right way. I really can't stand others being kind and strong. When others have a reputation, they will wonder why this name is not theirs. But when facing those who are protected by major forces and backgrounds, they dare not speak or challenge them. People have always been like this."

Xia Ji smiled.

Because he is not Bai Qi.

In this body, there is a holy emperor who jumped out of the three realms and competed with gods and Buddhas in the world.

It is a young man who is destined to perish and his relatives is destined to be dispersed, but he can still drink tea in a calm manner and look at the dazed young man in the distance in front of the window on the Chunyu Street.

The people in the entire street are separated from him by countless layers, and are so close that they will not have any relationship. If they have relationships, they are all fake.

Looking up, the whole world is full of chess pieces, and they are all considered how to use them.

Before the start of the game of killing, the game is quiet and ordinary, not as vigorous as imagined... even in such a game of the world.

In the spring rain, brew a pot of tea and wait quietly. The torment and unknown results were all settled in the calmness of Xinming with the green tea.

...

Xia Ji gradually improved the power of his body.
To be continued...
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