Longevity begins with Yu Yao

A silver sword light descended from the sky.

Cheng Yun dodged to dodge, the ice in front of him shattered, and icicles suddenly appeared.The cold light flickered, the shadows flew away, and no grass grew wherever they went.

The Lingfucao returned in a whirlwind, and the ice in front of him completely collapsed, the ice mist dispersed, and the surroundings fell into a blur.

Cheng Yun took a deep breath and looked at the man in white with piercing eyes.

His sword moves are not ostentatious.She thought of what Fang Tongzhou said yesterday, and it seemed that these people really had some skills, not what she thought they were like gold and jade, but they were among the rotten ones.

"Come with the sword!" The man in white took advantage of the victory and pursued him, holding his sword in the air, stepping on the sword vigorously.

It has long been no secret that the monks of the Hongchen sect use the sword as their defense. They don't even need to guard against monsters.

"Let my Qingfeng sword learn your brilliant moves!"

This time, Cheng Yun didn't back down, and leaped away with his feet together.The opponent's spirit sword was extremely cold, and when it came close, it seemed that there was an iceberg of severe cold hitting it.

Fortunately, Cheng Yun often wandered around the Longtan Iceberg, so he could restrain the chill.

The two spirit swords were facing each other in the air, the white light and the green light flickered, with lightning-like speed, flashing out extremely dazzling sword flowers.

The onlookers couldn't help being amazed.

"It is said that the Hongchen Sect inherited the Cangjian School's sword art, and seeing it today really deserves its reputation. It's just that the fairy seems to be from the Xianqimen. When did the Xianqimen have the way of the sword?"

"The tip of the needle is against Maimang, these two are evenly matched in the way of swordsmanship."

Cheng Yun was aggressive, but in his heart he admired the man in white for his outstanding sword moves. If she hadn't had the magic power of the spirit blessing grass in her body and had seen the trajectory of the sword moves in advance, she might not have been able to take so many moves from him.

The man in white was even more surprised. An inconspicuous Qingfeng sword, a common commodity in the market, was able to compete with his high-grade ice spirit sword. This dealt a blow to his proud kendo.

Sensing that the opponent's attack was getting stronger and stronger, Cheng Yun moved his mind slightly, and suddenly threw the Qingfeng sword, and the Qingfeng sword was released from his hand, hitting with all his strength.

when!
The man in white fought back with all his strength, and the Qingfeng sword snapped at the sound. The next moment, the man in white's neck felt cold, and a black and white spiritual whip wrapped around his neck.

A strong coercion hit him, causing his legs to tremble, and he almost knelt down.

Cheng Yun lowered his head and glanced at the Qingfeng sword that was broken in two on the ground: "It's a pity, I have to change it again."

The man in white was annoyed: "Using a spirit sword as bait, you are simply not worthy of using a spirit sword!"

"Competition, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, why are you so extreme?" Cheng Yun looked at his spiritual sword, "I know that you sword cultivators will never abandon the spiritual sword. But I am not a sword cultivator, my Qingfeng sword is broken Put another..."

Before he finished speaking, the man in white was already dancing with his sleeves in anger.

At this moment, a mutation occurred!
A huge sword formation appeared under the white-clothed man's feet, and sword talismans emerged from the ground and soared into the sky.

The next moment, the sword talisman turned into sword rain and fell from the sky, shooting towards Cheng Yun.

"Sword Rain Flower!"

Cheng Yun's eyes reflected the silver sword light, and exclaimed: "What a powerful sword array!"

"Ah Yun!"

Just when everyone thought Cheng Yun was too frightened to move, the moment the sword rain fell, Cheng Yun disappeared in place.

When the sword rain fell to the ground, the ground where Cheng Yun was before exploded with a bang, and countless deep sword marks made people feel horrified.

At this time, the man in white was also looking at Cheng Yun who was close at hand with horror in his eyes.

Cheng Yun tightened the keel whip, and the other party's head immediately went up, showing pain.

"You admit defeat."

"Hugh! Don't even think about it!" The man in white glared.

"Sword cultivator is really proud! However, it depends on how long you can bear it. Ah Fu hit me!"

While restraining the coercion of the keel whip, Cheng Yun let Lingfucao swing the whip.

Hearing Cheng Yun's shout, Wu Zhan and Jiang Tu couldn't help but shudder not far away. Every time they think back to the inhumane days during the preparation period, they still have a deep memory.

The spirit blessing grass is used to it, and it has become more and more proficient in swinging the leaves.

The muffled hum from here caused the other companions of the man in white to rush over.

"Let go of my brother!"

A long sword stabbed head-on, colliding fiercely with the silver thread swung by Cheng Yun.

Yinsi was unharmed, but the opponent's long sword snapped at the sound, which made the female cultivator stunned.

Cheng Yun grabbed her hand with his backhand, and the pearl in his palm condensed a cold light, attacking her whole body.

Frost spread from the palm of Cheng Yun's palm, and climbed up the female nun's eyebrows at a speed visible to the naked eye. The female nun screamed, turned her hand to break the sword, and suddenly stabbed at Cheng Yun.

The broken sword pierced Cheng Yun's heart, and before the female cultivator could be happy, she heard a piercing metallic sound.

A broken sword is like stabbing a hard boulder, there is no way to advance an inch, but it breaks inch by inch until only the hilt remains.

Cheng Yun hit her chest with his backhand, knocking her to the ground, and ice sprayed everywhere.

The female cultivator was covered in ice numbness, she only slightly raised her head, and looked at Cheng Yun in disbelief: "You, what kind of monster are you?"

Cheng Yun rubbed his chest: "You want my life! It hurts!"

Seeing that Cheng Yun had rubbed his hand a few times and then withdrew his hand, there was no blood at all, the female cultivator rolled her eyes and passed out.

But here, the white-clothed man had been beaten black and swollen by the spirit blessing grass, and he no longer looked as handsome as before.

Cheng Yun approached, retracted the keel whip, shook his head and said, "Your people have lost the ability to fight, this time you have to admit defeat if you don't. Hand over the Yuyao Ling."

The man in white looked up and found that everyone except him had lost consciousness.Can't help feeling disheartened, "What's your name?"

Cheng Yun just remembered that the two teams didn't seem to introduce each other from the beginning.

"Cheng Yun! If you don't fight, you don't know each other."

The man in white didn't tell him his name, but took out the demon-controlling token and shattered it with his palm.

In an instant, five people were eliminated, and Cheng Yun and others were also guided by a light and disappeared in place.

……

"What is the background of that female cultivator? There are so many secret treasures in her hands." Someone on the viewing platform secretly remembered Cheng Yun.

Immediately someone said: "I know her, and opened a little demon clinic in Xianqi City."

"It's no wonder that she knows the weaknesses of monsters like the back of your hand. Do you think she is studying those monsters while taking advantage of the treatment?"

"Let me just say, otherwise, with a female cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment, how can she defeat the famous Wan Lusheng of the Hongchen sect!"

Faced with these slanders, Ting Lan, who was sitting in the front row, would argue hard at first, but she found that the more vigorously she spoke, the more rampant those people became.

Now she chooses to turn a deaf ear to it. In Cheng Yun's words, the clearer is clearer.

She just took out the photo talisman and recorded the appearance of these people one by one, and let her clean up when Cheng Yun came back.

Ting Lan looked relievedly at Cheng Yun and others who entered the next venue.

And in this venue, very few demon masters entered.