Huashan female sword god

Chapter 39
Longshenzhao used to be 20 years old, and he was able to penetrate the heavens and rank among the first-class in the Jianghu. Although there is a factor of family background, his unique qualifications, which can be said to be one in a million, are also the main reason. As far as those people in the picture are concerned, his skill at that time was only considered average, but he was also young and frivolous at the time, and he believed that he would never lose to his predecessors, not to mention that he was already mastered in martial arts, so he was not as enthusiastic about Tianditu as others , Participate in it from time to time, and most of them are watching the excitement.

But the world is so strange, those who risked their lives to fight not only got nothing, even most of them lost their lives, but he, a passer-by watching the excitement, got what others were fighting for.

He is not keen on competing for the ancient and modern magical skills, but it does not mean that he will turn a blind eye to the things that fall into his hands and discard them like shoes, let alone hand them over to others easily.

Thinking back afterwards, if those people were good at talking to each other instead of directly threatening and fighting, he might have given those few maps to someone who was pleasing to the eye. His close friends.It's a pity that they were all blinded by the name of the gods, and they were too aggressive. Even for a breath, he had absolutely no reason to give up the Eight Gods.

After that, when I reunited with Hu Daodu, he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to get the Eight Gods Map of the Emperor of Heaven like those other so-called "friends". There is still a sliver of conscience that has not been exhausted, but this is undoubtedly the reason why he is willing to let this person go today.

The hunt lasted for nearly [-] days, the longer it went on, although there were some new ones, the number of people who were hunted down became less and less after all, a few gave up, and most of them died.There were those who were killed by him and those who were the same pursuers.

Until the end, he was forced into a desperate situation. The lunatic named Feng of Huashan Sword Sect brutally killed more than [-] people who blocked him at that time in front of him, including the three top masters who had completed the cycle. , No one escaped, and when they died, they were dismembered and whipped. It can be said that they ended up miserable. He didn't want to end up like this, so he simply threw himself into the cliff with his picture.

After that, in order to hide his identity and deceive others, he went far away to Xiyuan, and finally took refuge in the prison in this plateau, where he could comprehend the painting of the Eight Gods of Heaven with peace of mind.

Ten years ago, he was well-informed as a governor, and the Great Week was complete. He went out secretly to inquire about the news, only to find out that the Miss Ling family who he cared about had never received the Xuantie order and letter he asked Hu Daodu to send, so naturally he would not There will be an order to go to Motianbi to ask her friend Xie Yanheng to come forward to protect her from being forced to marry, but she is forced to marry by her father in the end!

In a rage, he spread the news that Xuan Tie Ling was in Hu Dao's hands.Although this order is far inferior to the picture of the Eight Gods of the Emperor of Heaven, the Xuantie itself is already valuable, and it is also Xie Yanheng's token, which also affects people's hearts. He did this to find Hu Daodu with the help of others and get back the Xuantie Token .

Unexpectedly, this old guy is really ridiculous. He got the Xuantie Order, but he couldn't find the owner of the order, so he could only hide here and there, and finally hid in Gaoyuanji.And he is also ridiculous, this old guy has been hiding by his side for two or three years, and he didn't even notice it. Fortunately, now that Xuan Tie Ling has finally been found, it is a bit of a pity.

Who would have expected Cheng Yaojin to be killed halfway, his skill is far better than him!

It should be known that although he was saddened when he found out that Ling Shuangyue was married, his martial arts progressed slowly since then, but at least he has comprehended the masterpiece of the Eight Gods of the Heavenly Emperor for more than ten years, and he knows that his current martial arts are almost as good as those back then. The lunatic of Nightmare is probably not bad at all, but he is still at a disadvantage at this moment. You should know that this masked woman must be the best!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing secretly, the Black Tie Token fell into the hands of this woman, he might not be able to get it back, at least it is definitely impossible to force it, but it is not his style to do nothing and give in. After a little praise, he continued: "This Xuantie Token is a token of friendship between Longmou and his friend, and it has its meaning. I hope that the girl will return it to Longmou with a large number of adults."

Yuling glanced at him lightly: "If you can find me a more substantial black iron, it's okay for you to return it. If you can't, just shut up!"

Long Shenzhao said: "According to the girl's intention, do you want to use black iron to forge weapons?"

Yuling said: "Not bad!"

Long Shenzhao sighed: "If so, this order must be destroyed, and Long can't let the girl take it!"

Yuling didn't care about his hostility, and said, "You can give it a try!"

Long Shenzhao looked around and said, "You can't let your hands and feet go here, why don't you fight outside the city?"

Yuling thought for a while, and with the skill of Longshenzhao, she might not be able to take down as easily as the ancestor of Heidao, and once she let go of her hands and feet to fight, I am afraid that half of the buildings here will be destroyed, and the others will fall. Forget it, Ming Yuetian and Ling Shan in the inn would not be beautiful if they were affected, so they nodded and said: "Let's go!"

The two of them moved swiftly, climbed over the rammed-earth city wall with a whistling, and left the city.

Hidden above the top of the city, Yin Qianfeng, who still had thoughts about the Xuan Tie Order, looked at the two figures whistling past his head one after the other, and completely extinguished his plotting heart.

In the inn, although they couldn't hear the conversation downstairs, they could be seen leaving, and Ling Shan and the others followed immediately.

It was completely dark at that time!

Only the sky and the moon shimmer!

What I saw in my eyes was the shadows of people fighting fiercely in the distance under the moonlight.

What I heard in my ears was the whistling of strong winds, cracking and shaking sounds of varying severity!
A long time ago.

In the wilderness outside the plateau set, Long Shenzhao burst out with a long and angry laugh: "The last trick is a set of gloomy palms that Long has comprehended after sitting for ten years and combining his life's learning. I also hope that the girl will be corrected!"

Immediately afterwards, under the desolate night, a flourishing and divine splendor.

Between the divine splendor, there seemed to be an illusory figure looming, his figure gradually growing amidst the shouts, holding the stars and the moon in his palm, passing across the sky, and colliding with a small white-clothed fairy figure in front of him.

Under the city gate, even if the distance was tens of feet away, Ling Shan and the others suddenly felt a sense of desolation when they saw the illusory light and shadow inspired by this tyrannical true energy.

Just as when a person is buried, what he or she hears or hears can affect people's emotions, so can what you see at the moment.

Never heard Yuling's voice.

I saw the fairy shadow under the moon moving swiftly, jumping up, and the momentum of rising into the sky stopped, and there were still ten breaths of standing in the void without falling, like a person who can fly through the sky. The beam of light shines like water.

It is the acceptance of all things that attracts the great light in the sky, condenses the essence and gathers the body, and makes a layer of white mist cover the shape and shadow quickly.

At this moment, Mingyuetian under the city gate murmured in a daze: "The poor heaven and the extreme earth...the collection of all things, the creation of the sun and the moon...the sun of the moon!"

(End of this chapter)