Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 80 Goodbye Master and Disciple
The Nine Cold Ning Ice Spike is a weapon that Shangguan Ce has cultivated for hundreds of years, one of the most cold magic weapons in the world, as soon as Fang sacrificed it, a bone-piercing chill pervaded the entire cave.

Lin Jingyu was physically and mentally exhausted after the battle with the Beast God just now, with less than [-]% of his self-cultivation, he was no match for Shangguan Ce.

The Nine Cold Ning ice thorns turned into a stream of white light, piercing Lin Jingyu's heart like an ice cone.

Hastily, Lin Jingyu grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword and swung it across his chest.

"Ding"!
With an ear-piercing crash, the Nine Cold Ning Bing thorn hit the blade of Zhanlongjian.A huge force spread from the blade to Lin Jingyu's palm.

This force was extremely powerful, but Lin Jingyu lacked strength after the battle, and he couldn't bear this force at all.

The Dragon Slaying Sword came out of his hand all of a sudden, flew backwards, and hit Lin Jingyu's chest heavily, bouncing him far away.

"puff"!
A cloud of blood sprayed out from Lin Jingyu's mouth, and Lin Jingyu fell to the ground.

Lin Jingyu was lying on the ground, clutching his chest, the severe pain in his chest also made Lin Jingyu cough loudly non-stop.

"Shangguan Ce, you really are a complete villain." Lin Jingyu pointed at Shangguan Ce and shouted with contempt.

"Small man?" Shangguan Ce stared at Lin Jingyu, spread his arms and looked around, smiled, and said, "I'm not a villain, I'm a hero who kills beast gods, demons and demons. Tomorrow, all the world My glorious deeds will be spread all over the world, everyone will praise me, and the righteous way will be respected by Fenxiang Valley. And you, an outcast from Qingyun, you will flash by like a shooting star in the sky and disappear forever In this world, no one mentions it anymore."

Shangguan Ce actually wanted to kill Lin Jingyu and take the credit for killing the Beast God for himself.

Shangguan Ce smiled wantonly while walking towards Lin Jingyu slowly.

Shangguan Ce is the elder of Fenxiang Valley second only to Yun Yilan, with a high level of cultivation, he may be ranked among the top ten in the world.With his cultivation base, it is not difficult to kill the exhausted Lin Jingyu.

The Nine Cold Ning ice thorns exuded a trace of cold light, like the coldness from hell slowly leaning towards Lin Jingyu.

Since ancient times, the real fear has never been death, but the more terrifying and darker heart of death.

Necromancer Abyss, Liu Bo Mountain, Death Swamp, this time, Lin Jingyu has never been so close to death, and has never felt so cold, because this time, the one who wants to kill him is not the notorious Demon Cult demon, but the one in the right way. The well-known elder of Fenxianggu, Shangguan Ce.

"Shangguan Ce, what my master said is right. It's never the sect that distinguishes good from evil in this world. It's not the teacher's inheritance, but people's hearts. What you've done today is in vain for righteousness." Lin Jingyu pointed at Shangguan Ce and said coldly.

"Hahaha." Shangguan Ce laughed triumphantly.

While slowly walking towards Lin Jingyu, Shangguan Ce said with feigned regret: "Nephew Lin, your talent is so high that you are unparalleled in this world. At such a young age, your cultivation level is not inferior to mine. It's just a pity , You worshiped the wrong teacher. If you worshiped under my Fenxianggu sect back then, you would have to pass on the position of valley master to you in the future, but you just worshiped at Qingyun sect and Cangsong sect. How wonderful! A seedling, what a pity."

Shangguan Ce looked at Lin Jingyu and sighed a few times, seeming to be quite sorry.

The cold light of Nine Cold Ning's icicles was getting closer and closer, just when Lin Jingyu thought he was doomed, and just when Shangguan Ce thought he was sure of victory, a clear whistle sounded at the entrance of the cave.

"Shangguan Ce, you want to kill my disciple before I'm dead. You really don't think much of me for what you do."

Before he could finish speaking, an incomparably fierce yellow sword light shot out from outside the cave, wrapped in the power of thunder, and traversed the entire cave like a rainbow in the daytime. On the road to Shangguance.

"Qiu Hongjian, you are Cangsong!"

Looking at the fairy sword glowing with yellow light, Shangguan Ce gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

Qiuhongjian was also one of the most famous fairy swords in the world a hundred years ago, and Taoist Cangsong himself was not as famous as Shangguan Ce, who naturally recognized Qiuhongjian.

"I didn't expect that I, Cangsong, had lived in seclusion for ten years, and Brother Shangguan still remembered me. It's rare, rare."

Accompanied by this sound, a middle-aged man with a black beard and half-white hair and solemn face walked in.

"Master!"

Lin Jingyu looked at Taoist Cangsong who walked in, with a trace of unconcealable joy on his face, he called out.

Lin Jingyu stood in front of Taoist Cangsong, bowed respectfully, and said: "Disciple Lin Jingyu pays respects to Master."

Taoist Cangsong nodded, looked at his most beloved little disciple, completely disregarding that the young man in front of him was already a famous figure in Kyushu, he still touched his head as he did when he was a child, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you in ten years, what a surprise!" Feathers grow taller again."

Lin Jingyu smiled and asked, "Why did Master come here?"

Taoist Cangsong sighed, and replied: "Master, I heard that the Beast God suffered a loss in Qingyun Gate and fled back to southern Xinjiang, so I wanted to come here to have a look, but I didn't expect to save you here, but it is our master." Apprentice fate."

"That's a coincidence." Lin Jingyu nodded in response.

Taoist Cangsong turned his head, glanced at him contemptuously, and coldly snorted at Shangguan Ce: "I never thought that the dignified elder of Fenxianggu would have such a side. I really opened my eyes today."

Shangguan Ce touched the few strands of white beard under his chin, pointed at Cangsong Taoist and Lin Jingyu with the Nine Cold Bingthorn, and said coldly: "Cangsong, since you also know about me, then I will also leave it behind." It's up to you."

Taoist Cangsong stretched his right hand forward, and the autumn rainbow that had been stuck on the rock suddenly burst into yellow light, broke through the ground and flew into Taoist Cangsong's hands.

Taoist Cangsong looked at Shangguan Ce, gave a disdainful smile, and said, "Shangguan Ce, you speak so loudly, I'm not afraid of others being afraid of you Fenxiang Valley."

Although Shangguan Ce is the altar guard elder of Fenxiang Valley and has a very high status, Taoist Cangsong is also the law enforcement elder of Qingyun sect, in charge of Qingyun punishment, and his status in Qingyun sect is second only to Daoxuan, the head teacher.

It can be said that Taoist Cangsong is not under Shangguan Ce in terms of status or cultivation.

Qingyunmen, Fenxianggu, the number two figures of the two righteous giants clashed in the remote southern border here.

Taoist Cangsong's Qiuhong sword is like a shining sun, and he is taking a domineering and fierce way, with an aggressive spirit.Shangguan Ce's Nine Cold Ice Congealing Thorn is a very dark magic weapon. After being sacrificed, there are bursts of white light, and the cold air hits people.

Shangguan Ce sacrificed the Nine Ice Congealing Spikes, and the Nine Ice Congealing Spikes split into more than a hundred beams of cold light in the air, surrounding Taoist Cangsong and Lin Jingyu.

Shangguan Ce waved his hands forward, more than a hundred cold lights pierced towards the two of them like arrows leaving the string.

"Good job!" Taoist Cangsong sighed softly when he saw the cold light piercing over.

Daoist Cangsong holds Qiuhong in his hand, and with a slight flip of his wrist, the Qiuhong sword spins in the air, drawing a light yellow fish pattern of Tai Chi Yin and Yang.

The Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram rotated rapidly in the air, and quickly grew in size. After a while, it became ten feet in size and shone with yellow light.

"Ding Ding Ding"

A series of crisp impact sounds, the cold light and the Taiji diagram collided in the air, and the pale yellow light scattered like sparks, blooming brilliant flowers.

Taoist Cangsong and Shangguan Ce were equal in cultivation level, and for a while, neither of them could do anything to the other, they fought on equal terms, and in the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

Two hours may not be long, but it gave Lin Jingyu precious time to adjust his breath.

Lin Jingyu sat cross-legged, calmly, and silently recited the Fa Jue, a blue Tai Chi pattern that flickered on and off appeared on top of his head.

The Tai Chi Diagram was indefinitely bright and dark, and it slowly rotated, emitting a gentle blue light that enveloped Lin Jingyu in it.

Lin Jingyu could only feel that the jade-like pure fire in the sea of ​​qi was slowly merging with his own true qi, like two streams of water meeting, gradually merged into one, and finally returned to the sea of ​​qi.

(End of this chapter)