A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

"If the situation is settled today, I have tolerated you again and again to give you a great face. Don't toast or eat fine wine!" Ju Wenxing put away his false smile and stared at the promise.

"Brother Yanyan, the sister and sister have always been affectionate to you, but the Qingsong faction will certainly be brilliant in your future. My master Qingsong Taoist will naturally be more important to you. If you have any scruples, you may wish to say it. If I can do it, I will exhaust myself. Full strength." Bai Lang is different from Ju Wenxing. His attitude is always Corporal Lixian. Before he came, the Qingsong Taoist told him to take the disciples back. Although he didn't understand Master's intentions, he did the same.

The prophet shook his head: "No matter what choice I make, I will offend the other party. Now my master has been closed for many days, without asking the world, and the sect is temporarily handed over to me. I naturally want to think about my brother and sister, I don’t want me in the future. Brother Shimei went out and was remembered by others, that's not what I want to see."

"What does Brother Chen Yan mean?" Bai Lang asked.

"Qingsong faction and Jiuhua faction are weaker? I can't tell clearly, why don't the two tell me directly, let us dispel this concern?" Mu Yu said with a smile.

"Come on! Huangkou Xiaoer, where is your place to speak?" The seven-bird Daoist didn't know Muyu, thinking that Muyu was just a rookie in the practice period, so he yelled.

Mu Yu disagreed: "My school, why can't I speak?"

"Your martial art? Huh, here is our territory soon!" The Seven Bird Daoist narrowed his eyes squinting.

"In this way, is your Jiuhua School better than the Qingsong School?" Mu Yu costume asked madly.

"Humph! Do you need me to make such an obvious point?" Ju Wenxing showed a taunt at the corner of his mouth and glanced at Bai Lang.

Bai Lang knew that Mu Yu was provoking the relationship between the two schools, but if it was indisputable at this time, it would have contributed to the arrogance of Ju Wenxing and also damaged the prestige of the Qingsong School. First, it must be in the future."

"The most loved apprentice of Qingsong Taoist was killed. After so many days, he still didn't catch the murderer. Qingsong Taoist's position as the world's chief is really worthy of the name!" Ju Wenxing opened the fan, gently fanned the wind, his face exposed A trace of mockery.

Bai Lang said with a smile: "Is it true that Jiuhua real person has also caught the murderer who killed his disciples?"

"My Master is in a good position, why can I take care of other idle juniors?" Ju Wenxing said.

"It turns out that Jiuhua's attitude towards disciples is so sloppy, which is really chilling," Bai Lang said.

"Humph! I'm afraid that the lives of several of my brothers from Jiuhua School are not as good as that of Xiaohu?" Ju Wenxing sneered.

fool!

"All the disciples of my Qingsong party are treated equally, so Xiaohu’s life is the same as that of all the disciples of the Qingsong school. If anyone hurts the disciples of the Qingsong school, I will pursue it to the end. If you think that the lives of some of your dead teachers are not Shang Xiaohu, wouldn’t it be inferior to all the disciples of my Qingsong faction? Which is weaker, is this necessary to continue?” Bai Lang spoke in an orderly manner, and he is known as the leading nature of the younger generation in today’s cultivation world There are his reasons.

"You—" Ju Wenxing was annoyed. He lost a little bit of Bai Lang on his cultivation talents, and he was not good on eloquence.

"I don't know if Brother Chengyu and Muyu Brothers already know it?" Bai Lang asked gently.

It is said that Muyu looked at each other. In fact, they were planning to join the Jiuhua School, because Muyu wanted to mix in with the Jiuhua School to find the whereabouts of the Master, but the people of the Jiuhua School were really inferior to the Qingsong School. less.

Confessed helplessly: "Beauty of the two--"

"We don't add any martial arts." Uncle An's figure slowly appeared next to Cheng Yan, interrupted the words of the Yan Yan, and looked at Uncle suspiciously, and Uncle's eyes showed a trace of firmness.

Mu Yu was also puzzled. Uncle An disappeared yesterday, and I don't know where he came from today. At that time, when everyone discussed, he also agreed to join the Jiuhua School, but why is he temporarily changing his mind now?

"Do you really toast without eating fine wine?" Ju Wenxing showed a fierce glance in his eyes.

"Try it." Uncle An expressionless, his meaning written in those eyes.

"Bai Lang, the Luochen School is so ignorant, then do you want to be strong and rude?" Ju Wenxing looked at Bai Lang.

"Does Brother Chengyan mean the same thing?" Bai Lang folded his smile.

Cheng Yan glanced at Qingmei, and he was in a state of sadness. Uncle An's decision was more important than him, and he could only nod.

Bai Lang's face showed a trace of regret: "I think it's for the sake of the sister, so I tolerate you. The sister asked me not to deal with you earlier, and I always wanted the beauty of adults to help you, but since you don't appreciate it, then I Qingsong You will no longer intervene in this matter, you Jiuhua sent yourself to do it!"

"Brother." Qingmei was anxious. She had hoped that the Chenchen School could be merged into the Qingsong School in a peaceful manner, so that she and the promise would be logical, but she didn't expect it to develop like this.

"Sister Sister, Brother has done his best in this matter, you also die this heart!" Bai Lang pulled Qing Mei back to the side.

"That's just right, I took over half of the martial arts with iron-blooded wrists last month, and some of me who would rather die would force me to win it. Surely I still want to come hard today!" Ju Wenxing looked at the Luochen faction, he was the least He likes to talk nonsense with people. If it weren't for Jiuhua to confess in person, he would have already started directly, but it is not too late.

"All come out to me!"

With a wave of his hand, Ju Wenxing flew across the air, and suddenly there were thirty figures. Each of these thirty people is flying with a sword, and their spiritual power is solid and solid, and they are all the same Jindan practitioners! So many Jindan practitioners will only see them when they gather at the Qingsong School, but these people are almost unfamiliar with their faces. They are undoubtedly elders who cannot be hidden by the Jiuhua School!

I did not expect the Jiuhua School to have such a great courage. It was already prepared. The 30 plus three people from Wenxing, a total of 33 Jindan cultivators, gathered together in a martial arts, ordinary martial arts. There are ten Jindan cultivators who are extremely rare, but in front of these 33 people, which school dare to resist?

Massive coercion permeated all around and enveloped everyone. Thirty-three Jindan cultivators appeared together, and the majestic aura wave shocked the mountain gate of the dusty school like a turbulent wave. Everyone had sacrificed their own magic weapon, and only after Ju Wenxing ordered it His own attacks poured on every disciples.

"Do you really not fall?" Ju Wenxing asked again.

"We just want to be alone."

Chengyan and Uncle still looked at Ju Wenxing, Mu Yu, Lan Ling'er, and Xiang Nan all stood up. They saw that so many Jindan cultivators had not changed color, but they were courageous. As for the two twins, the mischievous ghosts disappeared long ago.

"You should remember the Botian Taoist of the Qiantian School? I heard that he has a very good relationship with your Luochen School. Bring him up!" Ju Wenxing scolded.

An old man with disheveled hair was thrown at the foot of Ju Wenxing. He had blood stains all over his body, and there were several shocking wounds on his face. His clothes were ragged, his breath was weak, and he suffered a lot. This person is the Bo Yang Taoist of Qiantian School What is most shocking is that the left arm of Boyang Taoist has been cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, the wound has not healed, and white bone residue can still be seen. As the head of the Qiantian School, it ended up like this!

"He wanted to be alone, this is the end. I cut him off to make him remember."

Ju Wenxing stepped on the chest of the Boyang Taoist, and the Boyang Taoist spit out another blood. His expression was sad, he no longer wanted to worry about who the Qiantian School belonged to. He only wanted to guard the ancestral hall of the ancestor, but he did not expect Ju Wenxing to be so vicious, and he took people to level the ancestral hall of the ancestor of the Qiantian school.

Ju Wenxing even humiliated and tortured the masters of the Qiantian School in front of all the swaying disciples of the Qiantian School, and cut off his left arm.

Qian Tian sent all the disciples to see their heads are so miserable, how can there be a trace of resistance?

"Asshole!"

Mu Yu looked at the Boyang Taoist, the thin old man in the past, but now turned into this miserable state. At the time when all the door parties could not avoid the dust, only the Boyang Taoist came over. He has become this way now, because he refuses to succumb to the Jiuhua School, but unfortunately he is not the opponent of the Jiuhua School after all, tortured like this.

"Mr. Bo Hua, can you really watch your brother Bo Yang Taoist being so trampled by people?" Mu Yu Shen Sheng looked at Mr. Bo Hua behind Ju Wenxing.

Bo Huashi’s eyes stayed on the Boyang Taoist, and she moved away. She said coldly: "I am a member of the Jiuhua School. I have no objection to how Master Wenxing acts. And since ancient times He became a king and defeated the brothers, he didn’t know what to do, he blamed himself."

"Young Master? Ha ha, such a great prestige! I respectfully say that you are just looking at Boyang Taoist for your sake, but you are now bullying the master and destroying your ancestors, and you are careless in order to kneel and lick others together with the door friendship. No shame! Your old nun is so shameless," Mu Yu scolded.

"Fuck you, I don't need you to chew my tongue for how I do things. I don't want to teach you a meal!" Mr. Bo Huatai's sword flashed in his hands~www.readwn.com~ had already pierced Muyu.

Mu Yu's eyes were cold, and the cultivation of Jindan period was released unreservedly. The shadow sword came out, the blue light appeared, one sword stabbed, and the flying sword of Bo Huashitai was scattered, and the palm was slap in the palm. Then she kicked her face!

Jin Yu had a big victory against Jin Dan, Mu Yu won.

Bo Huashi flew out too far, she was too careless, thinking that Mu Yu had only practice of Qi, but did not want the other party to just hide, Mu Yu shot mercilessly, defeated by one move, but also beat Bo Huashi too. This is a shame and shame for Mr. Bo Huatai too!

"You kind of bully the teacher and destroy the ancestor, people who don't know shame, this slap I can teach you for Senior Boyang." Mu Yu's voice was very cold, he glanced at the Boyang Taoist who was stepped on the foot of Ju Wenxing There was a rage in his heart. He hated the one who bullied the teacher and destroyed his ancestors!

"Beast, find death!"

Bo Huashi was so furious that he was about to advance the sword, but the five strands in front were not weaker than her breath, and she suddenly stopped her body. She was stunned by the lightning. Ground!

Uncle An, it is said that to the south, Lan Ling'er, Mu Yu, the breath of five Jindan periods surrounds, the magnificent momentum actually compares the coercion of the 33 Jindan periods, and even has All in all, shocked everyone present for a while.

No one of them thought that in the martial arts that have been looked down upon by people on weekdays, there are five Jindan periods, not to mention that four of them are so young!

"You have not enough manpower today."

Uncle An's eyes were as bright as a torch, and his breath was the strongest. As a result, everyone felt palpitations. They have only seen this kind of breath in two people. That is the Qingsong Taoist and Jiuhua real person who once covered the sky with one hand and said nothing.

Uncle An was also the cultivation practice of Jin Dan Jiu Zhongtian! ?