The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 244 Damn, I got tricked!

Chapter 240 Damn, I got tricked!

Linjiang is located on the north side of Linjiang City, and the river is three hundred feet wide.

From west to east, straight to the East China Sea.

But at this moment Ye Wuqiu and Tianyin Xianzun stood above the clouds, looking at the Dahe Sword Sect below, with a strong sense of fear in their eyes.

"Although the swordsmanship of the Dahe Sword Sect is only famous in Linjiang City, its power is unparalleled."

"One-handed swordsmanship is like the sky flowing backwards, and the sword energy is like a river. There is no way to hide, and there is no way to avoid it. The further you go to the back, the more terrifying the power of the law triggered by the swordmanship."

"Finally, with one strike of the sword, even Linjiang will flow backwards for a while."

"So, fellow daoist, although I thank you for coming to help, if it doesn't work, it's best to leave as soon as possible."

"As Yu Yan's first master, you are already seriously injured, so it doesn't matter, but if something happens to you, this good seed of Yu Yan will be ruined."

Ye Wuqiu didn't expect that the Tianyin Immortal was not bad this day, so that's good, he came to help this time, partly because of Yu Yan's face.

And at this moment, he also has more thoughts on making friends with this Tianyin Immortal.

After all, I don't know how many years it has been since they started their sects, and their understanding of the initial realm must be much better than their own.

"Fellow Daoists don't have to worry, the poor Taoist knows well."

After finishing speaking, Ye Wuqiu lowered his head from the cloud alone, and instantly came to the gate of the Dajiang Sword Sect.

Different from other sects, they are all built on the mountain, but this Dajiang Sword Sect is based on the land near the river.

"Poverty Taoist Xuan Yuanzi, I have heard for a long time that the swordsmanship of the Dajiang Sword School is sharp, so I come here to pay homage to the mountain!"

The sound was so loud that it spread thousands of miles away, shaking the waters of the Linjiang River so violently.

Within the Dajiang Sword Sect, in a water courtyard, the man with a pale face opened his eyes at this moment.

"Worship the mountain?"

"It's interesting. It seems that the reputation of my Dajiang Sword Sect is not enough. Any cat or dog dares to come to worship the mountain."

Instantly disappeared in place.

But Ye Wuqiu stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the people from the Dajiang Sword Sect to come.

Although he has never fought against Taiyi from the first world, Ye Wuqiu is confident that his combat power will definitely not be inferior to this person of the same level.

There was a ripple in the space, and a man in white clothes with a long sword on his back came out.

His white hair fluttered in the wind, and his sword aura made people dare not look directly at him.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ye Wuqiu's eyes froze. This man carried a long sword on his back, but the sword intent all over his body was condensed, and the void around him was trembling.

It seemed that he would be shattered by this terrifying sword energy at any time.

"Who are you, come to my Dajiang Sword Sect to pay homage to the mountain, do you have a greeting card?"

"Do you have a recommender?"

Jiuqu Sword Master looked at Ye Wuqiu calmly, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

This Taoist priest looked to be Taiyi, but he was a bit weird, different from Daliu's orthodoxy in the beginning world.

He must be just a heretic, dare to challenge the Great River Sword Sect, what a joke!

As a sword cultivator, he is confident that he can break all spells with one sword. Therefore, dealing with such heretical people is nothing more than a single sword.

Seeing this guy's haughty appearance, Ye Wuqiu felt a little angry in his heart.

"Is it possible that you Dajiang Sword Sect compare yourself to the Emperor's Palace? Or compare yourself to the Sansheng Palace?"

"Worshiping the mountain still needs a recommender, worship post?"

"Pindao is here today to test the strength of your Great River Sword Sect and see how arrogant you really are!"

After all, the long spear in Ye Wuqiu's hand appeared, and the spear stabbed out instantly, the space was shattered suddenly, and a cold light came like a dragon's chant, madly.

With a slight flash of Jiuqu, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and with a wave of his hand, countless big waves rolled across the river, and the waves of thousands of feet covered the sky and covered the earth, and every drop of water turned into a water sword.

Stir the situation, and instantly wrap Ye Wuqiu in it.

"It's interesting, but that's it, I'm afraid you won't be able to take my move!"

His complexion remained unchanged, Ye Wuqiu turned his left hand, and the water vapor condensed in the sky instantly, and the dark clouds formed in the sky, and in an instant, there was a thunder.

A purple thunder dragon roared and rushed out of the water sword with a big mouth, biting towards Jiuqu.

The figure also moved up, and the space moved, and a shot flashed like lightning, directly poking the shoulder of the Nine-curved Sword Master.

The long sword in his hand was also knocked down, and fell into Linjiang in an instant.

Jiuqu's complexion changed, his whole body shook, and the wound was instantly sealed.

Only then did he look at Ye Wuqiu seriously: "Xuan Yuanzi, there is something interesting."

Clenching five fingers, the long sword burst out through the water, and suddenly a long river appeared behind him, with nine bends and eighteen bends.

Countless sword qi split the void.

The sound of hula-la masked the sound of the rolling waves.

In Linjiang City, many forces are sitting and watching the situation.

"The Great River Sword Sect has provoked disputes against the Three Antis several times. Brother Zhenjiang, don't you want to take care of it?"

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, a man in a dragon robe was hidden in a cloud of smoke.

On the opposite side was a rather honest-looking farmer, dressed in sackcloth, with a wrinkled face, and a lot of calluses on his hands.

"Care? What do I do? The Dajiang Sword Sect is backed by the Third Elder, so what am I?"

"Hehe, Third Elder, yes, that's all, I'm leaving first."

The smoke cloud disappeared, and the city lord of Zhenjiang looked at the battlefield with a smile on his lips.

"Hard stubble, Dajiang Sword Sect, it seems that your catastrophe is about to be met, the third elder must not be able to say anything, right?"

……

The endless storm of sword energy in the sky wrapped Ye Wuqiu in it, and the Jiuqu Sword Master was even more hidden in the void, like an assassin, attacking Ye Wuqiu frantically.

The skin all over his body was stabbed with pain by the sword energy, but it only left white marks on his skin.

There was no way to break Ye Wuqiu's defense at all.

With a little smile in his heart, he understood that this guy was just like this.

Turning the spear in his hand slightly, a thread-like wave suddenly opened a big gap in the entire sword energy envelope like an electric drill.

The person instantly disappeared in the area covered by the sword energy, and then with a wave of his hand, a ray of black light appeared instantly, and then the entire void was covered.

"Play assassin with me, let you see what an assassin is!"

The entire Dajiang Sword Sect was shrouded in darkness, unable to see through a single ray of light.

The underground disciples lit up lamps one after another, or directly took out lighting treasures.

"It's useless, how is it possible, what kind of supernatural power is this?"

"Illumination!"

In an instant, the brilliance was engulfed in darkness in the blink of an eye!
The disciples of the Dajiang Sword Sect didn't dare to act rashly at this moment, and they didn't even dare to use magical powers indiscriminately. If they accidentally injured their fellow disciples.

As for Jiuqu Sword Master, in the darkness at this moment, his eyes are shining brightly, but they have no effect at all, and the visible range is only ten feet.

A burst of fear suddenly rose in his heart, and the space under his feet moved, and Ye Wuqiu nailed his feet with a single shot.

Then he clenched his fist with five fingers and smashed it down from his heavenly spirit.

boom!
With a roar, black blood flowed from the seven orifices of Jiuqu at this moment.

"Brother!!!"

With a loud shout, he knew that at this moment, he alone was no match for him.

"Call someone?"

Sneered: "Pindao is waiting here, see how many people you can call."

It's not self-confidence, but that there are only two Taiyis in the Dajiang Sword Sect at the moment, and this one has been abolished by him.

With a wave of his hand, the shady scenes all over the sky disappeared.

Holding a long spear in one hand, holding Jiuqu in the other hand, he looked at disciple Ojiang below.

Hong Sheng said: "Go and call out your other patriarch, otherwise the poor Daoist will slaughter the Dajiang Sword Sect today!"

"No, fellow daoists absolutely cannot do it!"

Tianyin Immortal Venerable stepped forward quickly, with a bit of shock in his eyes.

This Taoist had never expected to be so vigorous, and it seemed that Yu Yan couldn't keep it.

"Fellow Daoist, this Dajiang Sword Sect has no scruples in Linjiang City. The main reason is that the third elder of Liuguangyu Wangcheng, the half-step Daluo, exists behind him, so even the City Lord's Mansion dare not provoke it easily."

"This time, the old man just wanted to teach the Dajiang Sword Sect a lesson, and take back the Immortal Crystal Mine by the way."

Ye Wuqiu snorted coldly, and glanced at Tianyin Immortal Venerable.

"Fellow Daoist, you are immoral. You didn't make it clear before. Now that the poor Taoist has abolished this person, why don't you tell me this again?"

"Xuan Yuanzi, don't worry, as long as you let me go, I swear nine times that I will never trouble you, nor will I report this matter to the third elder."

Jiu Qu's face was pale, bleeding from his seven orifices, while talking, blood gushed out of his mouth and fell into Linjiang, causing countless fish and shrimps to scramble for it.

Although the cultivation base has been abolished, the essence of the whole body is still there.

Ye Wuqiu sneered: "Pindao talk, one spit and one nail, let your senior brother come out, this matter will be settled after negotiation, if it doesn't work out, the poor will be wandering all over the world, and you will also destroy your Dajiang Sword Sect, one and a half It’s all about Bu Daluo, how long can you hunt down the poor?”

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to my senior brother's retreat right now!"

In fact, Ye Wuqiu had already made up his mind, this guy must not be able to stay.

People who practice the Tao, swear that it is all nonsense, as long as the Taoist heart is stable, the demons will never work.

Secondly, how can heaven have the time to take care of you to swear?
Only the dead are the safest!
At that time, even if the third elder came to chase and kill him, he would have gone to nowhere.

Secondly, the Taiyin Gate is the one who is responsible.

It's also the fault of this old guy, who didn't say anything in advance, and only told himself that he had a backer after causing trouble.

Nor can it be easily bypassed.

"Ancestor!"

Walking in the Dajiang Sword Sect, countless disciples looked at Ye Wuqiu with murderous looks, but none of them dared to make a move.

"Go back!"

These disciples are the future of the Dajiang Sword Sect, and several of them are sword-boned Tianxian, hoping for the existence of Da Luo.

Although Jiuqu is overbearing, he is extremely protective of his disciples.

Not long after, Ye Wuqiu looked at the stone tablet in front of him. The three big characters written in gold hook and silver on it were full of sword spirit.

It's chilling to look at it, this is definitely not what Jiuqu and his senior brother wrote.

"Proximity to the smoke world."

"Senior brother is inside, Taoist priest, I will call senior brother out right away, you must keep your promise!"

"Don't worry, Pindao is naturally a trustworthy person."

Jiuqu spat out a mouthful of blood, and in an instant a mysterious imprint fell into the stone tablet, and a brilliance flashed.

boom!
The terrifying blast destroyed half of the Dajiang Sword Sect, and countless disciples were unable to escape.

In an instant, the flesh became ashes.

"How brave!"

Ye Wuqiu supported the ground with one hand, his Taoist robe was shattered into pieces, and the magic weapon in his hand was also shattered.

A man holding an epee, without the slightest breath of life, looked at Ye Wuqiu with dull eyes.

There was a dwarf behind him, and his cold breath froze the surrounding water vapor.

"Brother, kill him, kill him!"

Jiuqu laughed wildly, paralyzed in front of the stone tablet, looking at Ye Wuqiu with a ferocious expression, with a look of madness.

The dwarf man carried a large sword behind his back, and the person in front seemed to be a corpse.

But the breath is far better than that dwarf man.

Tian Yin kept vomiting blood and looked at the corpse in horror.

"The Great River Sword Saint?"

"Crazy, crazy!"

"Changhe, Jiuqu, you actually trained your ancestors into sword corpses!"

"Haha, so what, this is the first time to show people, Tianyin, old man, I spare your life and don't know how to cherish it, but you actually brought this crooked person here to make trouble, you will all die today!"

Sword Master Changhe is this dwarf, and his cultivation is in the middle stage of Taiyi, this is not the key.

The key is the sword corpse he drives!
This is the founding patriarch of the Dajiang Sword Sect, whose cultivation has almost reached Da Luo, even after death.

This terrifying breath also made Ye Wuqiu breathless.

This is much stronger than the heavy building in the Lotus Lantern, and it seems to be on par with the Queen Mother of the fake Da Luo!
Yang Jian was severely injured, Ye Wuqiu thought he might suffer!

Not caring so much, he released Hei Tian instantly, and then hid in the void, ready to escape.

锃!
A flash of sword light slashed down, and Heitian's supernatural power was torn apart in an instant.

The old Tianyin had already run away, and Ye Wuqiu had just run thousands of miles away when he was instantly caught up by Patriarch Da Jiang.

Seeing that he couldn't run away, Ye Wuqiu became desperate.

"Fa Xiangtiandi!"

Turning into a giant god, with both palms together, there was a loud bang, and the air waves were so high that the entire Linjiang bottomed out instantly.

But there was a tingling pain in the palm of his hand, and in an instant a figure burst out of the air, holding a huge sword and slashing towards the top of Ye Wuqiu's head.

"Haha, evil way, you will die today!"

Looking at this scene, Jiuqu in the underground lamented that Ye Wuqiu hadn't exerted all his strength, and at the same time, he also watched frantically that Ye Wuqiu was continuously left with horrible sword wounds by his own ancestor.

The golden blood poured down like a big river.

"Trouble!"

Although this Patriarch Dajiang is just a sword corpse, he has retained the seven levels of combat power, and secondly, his combat experience.

Ye Wuqiu is not an opponent at the moment, and he can barely hold on at this time, but he can't hold on for long.

Thinking about how to get out, he suddenly looked at the giant city not far away.

"Sorry!"

In an instant, he flew up, crossing the space with one step, and the sword corpse behind him chased after him.

The town lord of Zhenjiang, who was watching the play, suddenly changed his expression.

"Well, you Taoist priest, misfortune has been brought to the east!"

However, right now, he couldn't sit idly by, as he was about to step into Linjiang City.

A stalwart figure stood on top of the city in an instant.

One hand turned into a big palm, instantly covering the sky and covering the earth, just like the Five Fingers Mountain of the Tathagata Buddha, directly grabbing the sword corpse and Ye Wuqiu into it.

As soon as his forehead went dark, Ye Wuqiu felt his soul weaken for a moment and passed out.

The sword corpse seemed to have lost its divine power, like a puppet, motionless.

The Lord of Zhenjiang snorted coldly: "The Dajiang Sword Sect came to see me."

(End of this chapter)