Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Yuehua came too fast, and everyone could do nothing. There were only two thoughts flashing in my heart: Xiao Zhiyun would die without doubt; why did the saint suddenly shoot and kill a junior?

In order to return to the realm of Qing, he judged the auspicious and the fierce by relying more on intuition than evidence. He deduced to this night the dangerous variables, and Xiao Zhiyun ’s physique was complicated, and he could not see the way out. Maybe he was really a descendant with Ji Xiao .

This is enough to make Gui Qing extremely vigilant-other things can be discussed in the future, even if it is unreasonable, it will kill this child, and it needs to be killed with one blow. Never let him do one more step, say more!

Ji Xiao raised his eyes, his eyes bright.

An invisible sword gas came out with his sword fingers, and was colliding with the pressure of Yuehua, and Yuehua collapsed, and he was like a light rain.

Miss hit, Ji Xiao has stood under the mirror.

The shadow of his soul was clearly reflected in the mirror, and there was a moment of silence in the field.

I saw that the face had sharp lines on the face, sword eyebrows and staring eyes, loneliness and coldness, but it was not Xiao Shuyun, but a familiar character that made people respect, fear, respect and jealous.

Before he became holy in the Qing Dynasty, his tall figure enveloped the spiritual world for more than 100 years.

Someone from Hanshan shouted with a trembling voice: "It is Jianzun!"

All were surprised.

The monks dumbfounded: "Hey, Ji Xiaojian Zun is not dead ?!"

Gui Qing unexpectedly saw Yue Hua's sword spirit being disbanded, and was about to go all out, but at first sight Ji Xiao figure, forgot the sage's demeanor at once, got up and shouted: "This is impossible, Ji Xiao died in a land outside the realm, no dead bones!"

Why is Ji Xiao alive? Does everything you do do nothing?

The real person of Taiheng reacted exactly to him, even if the facts were in front of him, he was unwilling, or could not believe it.

"How can Ji Xiao come back to life? It must be the demon illusion of Meng Xueli, don't be fooled by him!"

The vast majority of people only stared at Ji Xiao, and the monks with a little thought and rich experience in the center frowned: Why are the Moon Family and the Huai Shui Zhou family so determined that Ji Xiao died, rather than surprise that Ji Xiao did not die?

Could they have been outside the realm and witnessed Ji Xiao's death? Ji Xiao's death really has other secrets?

The disciples of Hanshan thought that the younger brother of Changchun Peak, Xiao Shiyun, was actually a real person in Ji Xiao.

Some young disciples from other schools thought that they had received the teachings of King Snow Mountain and Ji Xiaojian. It was an honor for Central City to lose. This experience is enough to blow a lifetime.

Ji Xiao calmly said: "It's a fluke to take the rebirth."

A simple sentence to explain lightly, it is a great stimulus for some people.

"Boom!" Gui Qingwei's pressure broke out, and the elder Zhen Fei stood around him, his figure flashed like a gust of wind, and swept to the top of the heavy eaves of the Huxin Pavilion. Yun Xuzi et al. Followed with a sword, Gui Qing raised his hand slightly, indicating that no one should move.

He stands at the top of the independent pavilion, wide-sleeved, and gazes condescendingly at Ji Xiao, his momentum is slightly better.

Two saints, old and new, and the two gates of the world face each other. Mingyue Lake is silent. The autumn wind is gloomy, the lake is vast, but everyone feels the air is dull, the space is pressing, the sage is like a high mountain, and the people are breathless.

Only Meng Xueli patted Yu Qishu's shoulders with a very low voice: "Xiaoyu, you will play against people in the future. Be sure to pose like this. The more you want to look down on others, the more guilty you are."

Yu Qishu nodded obediently: "I remember."

Meng Xueli is very satisfied: "You can't understand the fighting style of their realm. You can fight it later. If I have time, I will explain to you. If I have time, you will see the sword track."

"Okay Mongo, thank you Mongo!"

Meng Xueli introduced Chichu and Feiyu to Yu Qishu and told him, "There are also Taiheng and Yunxuzi over there. If they play swords against you, I just can't take care of you. Just hide in Chichu, behind Feiyu, do n’t get caught as a hostage. Originally, the elders do n’t shoot against the younger, it is the default consensus! But now I ’m not sure. Your master and brother are so kind and kind ... "

The real people of Taiheng thought that they were conspicuously conspicuous about something big, and hurried to the ears and listened attentively, but when they heard this conversation, they were so angry that they were angry.

A sword of light flew by, and the silence in the sword enveloped Meng Xueli's group.

The real sword of Taiheng is named Jihai. At this time, he was outraged by anger. Instead of being stunned by anger, he wanted to use this lake's cold and cold water to kill and break the stalemate between Ji Xiao and Guiqing.

He knew that Guiqing Laomou had a good plan. At that time, he planned to kill Ji Xiao. At first, Guiqing hid in a dark place. At this time, he was afraid that after the opponent's deduction, he found that he and Ji Xiao could only be defeated by two defeats tonight. Yu Zongmen had no benefit, so he temporarily reconciled with Ji Xiao, and then scored a few years later.

If the two saints close, other martial arts do not have to choose side teams. Tonight's resolution of the crisis is also a blessing to practice.

But how to reconcile? Ji Xiao won the rebirth, there must be hatred of revenge and anger in the heart, these must always be undertaken by someone. In order to show his sincerity in reconciliation, Gui Qing cannot guarantee that he will not be pushed out as a scapegoat.

This is undoubtedly the worst case for Tai Heng and the family behind him. Tai Heng will never allow it to happen, so he preempts the sword.

Silent Sword came out of the sheath, the sword light passed by, and Mingyue Lake turned like a sea of ​​anger, raising the turbulent waves. The foundation of the bamboo road on the lake shook like a lonely boat on the sea. The water waves converge like a water curtain wall, covering the clouds and the moon, holding Tai Heng's figure up by five or six feet and pressing down on the bamboo platform.

Everyone didn't expect him to do it when he said he would do it. Meng Xueli did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He pushed Yu Qishu to Chichu and Feiyu in one hand, and he leaped in height and even stepped on the waves in one hand. He now bears the power of the ten thousand demon designed by Lingshan, the power of the stars in the outer universe, but the latter two forces are still not free to use.

Where Meng Xueli walked, the lake water was boiled and white smoke rose.

Everyone felt extremely cold for a while and extremely hot for a while.

Meng Xueli went up against the current, jumped flexibly, flashed the attacking sword energy again and again, and kept approaching Tai Heng. He seemed to be in a dangerous situation, but he was very effortless. Tai Heng missed repeatedly, the fear and anger became stronger, the sword gas poured like a storm.

Meng Xueli has set foot on the highest wave and is fighting with Tai Heng, who wants to withdraw.

The disciples of Hanshan watched with anxiety, especially the three Chongbifeng, they once again shouted the slogan of the secret realm team: "Elder be careful!"

Immediately summoned the Zhou family's children and glared at him: "combating with the demon clan, not worthy of life!"

The monstrous waves can't get up, they are afraid that they will be taken off by the strong wind before they can participate in the battle at that level, and they can only argue with their peers of similar realm.

The two sides drew their swords and waited. Seeing that the two groups of Hanshan would meet the second soldier's war, Ji Xiao moved first.

He took the initiative to break the stalemate of coercion with Guiqing. The water wave was cut by Jian Qi, and the two sides were separated.

Jianwei was pressed, and the sea of ​​anger had to be leveled.

As soon as the sword in the sea was broken, Taiheng fell off the waves, coughed up his blood, and stared at Ji Xiao bitterly: "You ..."

Meng Xueli glanced at Ji Xiao, dismantled the "Times of the Time" into two swords, and threw a handle to the other party.

"Good fight!" Suddenly heard someone laugh. It turned out to be clear, his expression seemed ridiculous and proud, as if seeing Han Shan **** in the same room was great satisfaction, his eyes crossed Ji Xiao, looking away, sneered:

"What have you done, don't you think he doesn't know? As long as he doesn't die tonight, he won't let you go in the future. Do you still fall asleep and will end with Taiheng sooner or later!"

In fact, Tai Heng thought something was wrong. Gui Qing had no intention of reconciling. Ji Xiao has become a demon and has proved to be the biggest obstacle on the road. How to reconcile?

He didn't say this to Ji Xiao, but he pointed to it. And give people fear first, then give people hope, Gui Qinghua Feng turned:

"We have only watched it carefully. He hasn't completely restored his realm. We can work together to kill him once, and then kill him for the second time! He has a sword and can't hurt Taiheng's life. Why is the practice world still his world?" ! "

These words are not useless. People's desire to survive will suppress fear. More than ten black shadows flew to the bamboo platform, and the breath was not attracted.

People who had participated in the design of Ji Xiao's death had to stand up and prepare to work together to kill Ji Xiao again.

Ji Xiao glanced over them. There are people from all walks of life, some are invited to defeat under his sword, some are begging him to do nothing, and some have no hope of breaking through, consuming life. They used to be a big man who shocked the party, and they were extremely senior. But in Ji Xiao's mind, they had not remembered their names and track numbers.

When they saw them in the same room, they were shocked, sighed, or silent.

Gui Qing said again: "You came out, and your younger disciples, family nephews, if Ji Xiao will not die after tonight, would you let it go?"

Meng Xueli thought that the design of Ji Xiao's death was mostly due to the fact that Tai Heng lived with Mingyue Lake. At most, with the help of Ji Xiao's brother, he had a cold eye, but unexpectedly, nearly 20 people in the spiritual practice had their share.

He looked at the night sky, the moon was bright and bright, infinitely desolate. Draw a sword and look around at a loss.

"I don't want to go to this step." Ji Xiao said to herself.

With strong enemies around, he was not angry, but felt helpless, even sad.

He rebuilt it once, the sword was more profound, but he did not want to use the sword to solve the problem, but someone always forced him to pull the sword.

Gui Qing coldly sneered and whispered: "Open!"

With his voice, the moonlight thundered like a road, hitting Ji Xiao directly, the glory was shining, and the silver flakes splashed.

The whole lake soared into the sky, rising up to a ten-foot high water wall, the surrounding Yushan fell, and falling rocks rolled down.

The large array of Mingyue Lake opened, and the sky collapsed as if the end came.

Taking advantage of the power of the formation method, more than ten Taoist figures were launched together, and all kinds of supernatural powers struck Ji Xiao. Ji Xiao's figure disappeared suddenly, once on the top of the mountain, and on the head of the wave.

The general protection of mountain formations has two roles, one is to support the protective barrier and protect one's own sect; the other is to borrow the power of heaven and earth to kill the enemy.

The Mingyue Lake formation was cleared and changed, and the barrier was abandoned, and all power was concentrated on killing.

Meng Xueli's heart is bad, and there are also his own disciples here, but Gui Qing has used his powers to kill Ji Xiao, no matter what, who cares about the guests?

Fairy fighting, the devil suffered. The violent true yuan hedge, the majestic pressure and crushing, and the mountain shaking, some young disciples with insufficient realm are struggling to support, if the elders of the Shimen are unable to protect them, they will fall into the cold lake water, or be rushed to the lake shore Mountain forest.

Meng Xueli shouted loudly: "Whereever the ride is under the realm, the flying implements leave quickly. Those without flying implements, regardless of the faction, follow me."

The Damenists heard that if they dreamed of waking up, they hurriedly called out flying instruments, propped up their protective barriers, and carried their disciples to escape from the fiercest battlefield, hanging in the air to watch the battle.

Xiaomen School and Sanxu were not so lucky. Meng Xueli ordered Chichu and Feiyu to show a huge demon body. Purple Fox ran towards the mountain forest and threw the injured disciple on his back. Yu Qishu rode a white crane and leaned over to prepare for fishing.

Meng Xueli's figure was flexible, and the midpoint of the turbulent waves swept the water. The spear picked up the collar of the disciple of the falling water and threw it at Yu Qishu.

"Sit firmly! We are going to fly!" Yu Qishu actually has a great psychological shadow of "flying". He said this to give confidence to other disciples.

The white crane spreads its wings, the purple fox leaps, carrying the disciples, avoiding the rolling stones and giant waves, and gathering people together. Meng Xueli propped up a barrier to protect everyone.

"Elder Meng, let's meet again!" Someone shouted in the chaos. "Snow Mountain King" has a fierce reputation. They can't say it, and they are still called elders.

Meng Xueli was startled: "You are ..."

The group of people made a mining posture and read a few words. Meng Xueli suddenly realized: "Oh, it's you!"

Hanhai edge mining team!

"I just heard that Ji Xiaozheng has not recovered yet ..."

Meng Xueli: "I believe he can win!"

This is Ji Xiao's battle. He will fight this game sooner or later.

Suddenly Meng Xueli's face changed drastically, and his heart was bleeding. I saw the time when EMI passed the Yuehua combo and broke from it, that is his beloved sword!

"Not good! Ji Xiaoxiao's sword is broken!"

Everyone thought that there were several other people and several swords on the other side, and the sword respected his hands empty-handed, how to fight next?

The battle for the strong is very close. Gui Qing tried to shake Ji Xiao's mind with words: "Ji Xiao, do you think you won?"

Gui Qing's hair crown was crooked, his robe was broken, he described madness, and he lost his majesty. He laughed wildly: "Look at this world, you are the enemy of the world. Who doesn't want to kill you, even your brothers want to kill you, only people in the world hate you , No one really treats you. What is invincible in the world, alone? "

It should have been the deepest secret, but at this moment, no secret has any meaning.

Zong Men's status, soaring hope, he has lost everything.

The others were a little farther away, only to hear the roar of the mountain collapse, but Meng Xueli realized something, and his face changed slightly.

The hand of the Gui-Halal stretched out his hand, Yun Xuzi screamed, and Mingyuejian flew off his hand. He refused to shout: "Uncle Shi, you said that this Shanshan Mountain God Soldier has given me!"

The guizhen people deaf to their ears and Zhenyuan pours into the sword body. Bright Moon Sword is in his hand, and it is more brilliant, more like a real moon shadow.

Gui Qing then said: "After you die, the demon of the reincarnated devil will fall into the hands of your brother. If you do n’t believe, you can ask him, but you dare not ask, you will only deceive yourself, you dare not ask! "

Ji Xiao said lightly: "I don't want to ask."

Gui Qing shouted loudly: "You listen to me!"

Ji Xiao said again: "I don't want to listen."

In the Qing dynasty, Ji Xiaoxiao's "crime" incited the crowd to attack.

Ji Xiao ignored, he floated in the air, stretched out his right hand, fingers slightly open. If Ning Wei is here, he must recognize this familiar posture—Jianzun wants to borrow a sword and wants to move.

The Lord Chongbifeng thought, staying in Hanshan for a long time, and going from Hanshan in the north to Mingyue Lake in the south, not only for thousands of miles, but to let Jianfei fly for a while. is there time?

So he took off his sword and threw his hand away: "Brother Ji Xiao, use my sword first!" This is not a peerless sword, and he ranks first at best, but he wants to buy Ji Xiao more time and wait "The beginning of nowhere" arrived.

The long sword turned into a streamer and went straight to Ji Xiao.

Ji Xiao's gestures changed slightly, but he didn't hold the sword, only hovering it beside him. The sword is shining brightly, ready to go.

Ji Xiao Road: "Thank you."

No matter how generous Hanshan Jianxiu is, he will not easily lend his sword to others, just like a mortal man in the city can borrow money, but not his wife.

Jianxiu's sword, that's the eyeball and the root of life, so Lord Chong Bifeng was calmly thanked by Ji Xiao.

Seeing his master throwing the sword, his disciples boldly imitated: "My sword is not a famous sword. If the sword respecter does not dislike it, please use it!"

Other Hanshan disciples saw Ji Xiao didn't refuse, throwing away their swords.

"And mine!"

The sword of Han Shan hovered behind Ji Xiao, forming a sparse sword screen, glowing slightly in the dark night.

Outside Hanshan, young disciples sent to follow suit. They have experienced the mysterious realm of the vast sea, and they have witnessed Jing Di's broken arm away. Their heart is thrilled now, and they don't hesitate to offer their swords.

"Sword Sovereign, plus my sword."

Innumerable swords flew from all directions to Ji Xiao, either long or short, good or bad, bright or dark, the sword screen became denser and denser, weaving into a giant net, overwhelming.

None of them is Ji Xiao's sword. They are all Ji Xiao's sword.

Everything in the world, swords and handles, blood and blood.

"Fortunately, Jian Zun will see the sword in his lifetime!"

Many people understand that the battle tonight will not reappear, only Ji Xiao can make people willing to offer swords, only Ji Xiao can control so many swords at the same time. The former needs fame, and the latter needs strength.

Yu Qishu saw this scene and remembered that he had come to Changchun Peak for the first time. Brother Ji Xiao preached the battle of hearts at the observation platform. He once said that "firmness is the first priority, divine channeling is the second, weapons are the second." Yu Qishu seemed to understand at the time, refuting how the weapon was the second most important. He really understood it tonight.

Gui Qing only satirized Ji Xiao's lonely family and widows, but in front of him there were sword screens with great aspirations.

In the mid-autumn moon night, by the bright moon and autumn waters, the sword respects the world.

Wan Jian went with him, like the rising sun rising, the golden light was thin.

The sun and the moon contend, and the stars are dim.

There was a loud noise, and everything between heaven and earth was silent.