Legend of Swordsman

Cui Jing also stepped out of the soft bed after stepping into the area of ​​the ancient palace of silence, looking forward with respect.

Feeling the heartbreaking wailing or wailing from his ear, Jian Wushuang's indifferent face seemed to have received no influence at all.

And Chen Qing and others, with the same indifferent look, didn't care.

A monk who has been able to achieve Yanxian Realm has never destroyed a side of heaven and spirits for various reasons or starting points.

Under these circumstances, they naturally cannot affect their state of mind.

The more he moved forward, Jian Wushuang also realized where those wailing sorrows came from. The blood sea underneath this foot was all formed by condensing and imagining the unowned gods and souls of countless creatures.

They are tempered all the time and cannot be relieved.

For such evil karma beyond killing karma, Yan Xian are disdainful, except Yan Xian who has practiced evil methods to do so.

Jian Wushuang laid a bad label in his heart for the master who had not met yet in this sand cave.

Under the guidance of Cui Jing, the dust-closing hall door of the ancient giant palace slowly opened, bleeding gas from the hall.

"Bring them all in." Cui Jing gave the order and entered the giant hall first.

Jian Wushuang and others were also pushed in by several entourages.

The hall is cold, the whole ground is made of some kind of crystal with almost transparent material, and you can directly see the deformed ghost in the blood sea.

There is not much hidden breath in the giant hall that is almost dim and dull. Only when it is deep in the hall is there a strong breath.

"Sha Niangniang, everyone has brought them." Cui Jing converged and looked a little respectfully.

With a click, a ghost fire appeared, and then the hall was illuminated.

As the hall was illuminated, the mountain-like black mountain crystals piled up, almost filling the entire apse.

Jian Wushuang's gaze locked on to the front as soon as possible.

There, on one of the cold seats, he slowly walked off a tall figure wearing a large cloak.

The looming beautiful body, as she walks, seems to be exposed at any time.

At the same time, there was light yellow gravel surging between her hair tips.

The deeper facial features were cold, and Jian Wushuang, who slowly glanced at him, waited.

In the end, she said, "All of these spars are left by you?"

No one spoke.

Seemingly anticipating this situation, she spread her palms again, revealing a black ring with a black gloss.

"From what I have just checked, the crystals in this ring have accumulated to a terrible level. Are you really unclaimed?"

As her voice fell, a calm voice sounded, "That ring is mine."

Face to face, the woman known as Sha Niangniang raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Why don't you give me something more precious than Tianjing?"

"You think of beauty, do you know the value of the things in it?" Chen Qing sneered. "It's your ten heavens, you can buy them!"

After hearing this, Sha Niangniang asked quietly, "Aren't you monks in this heaven?"

"Things can be given to you, just let the three of us leave," Jian Wushuang said, "I think the value of these things can be changed for us to leave."

"I want things too, but you and I don't want to let go?" Sha Niangniang smirked.

Jian Wushuang kept silent, and the palm behind him was ready to open the Bo Yang bottle at any time. "Do you really think you can eat us?"

"I didn't plan to eat you, after all, you brought me such a rich resource." Sha Niangniang opened her eyes, staring at Jian Wushuang, "Of course I can let you go, but there is a previous premise here."

"A person and Cui Jing compete, you can leave if you win, as for losing, naturally all have to suffer the deprivation of the soul."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Cui Jing again, "Choose one, I just have to win."

Cui Jing nodded, then turned to look at the five people standing side by side.

Although he could not see through the realm of these five people, what is certain is that they are all very weak at the moment.

Cui Jing first ruled out Chen Qing at the bottom of his heart. After all, this guy who looked like hob meat left him with a big shadow.

Then, in turn, he ruled out the murderous intention of Qing Qing, and the young guard.

In the end, Cui Jing set his sights on Chunqiu and Jianwushuang.

There was a drop of cold sweat flowing from the sideburns of Spring and Autumn, who is only an ancestor so far. After being hit hard, his strength was almost reduced to the lowest. If he was selected by Cui Jing, there was no possibility of winning.

As for Cui Jing at this time, he didn't think too much. He directly pointed his sword with his finger, "Okay, it's you, come and compare with me."

As the so-called persimmons are to be picked softly, this is the unchanging truth.

In Cui Jing's view, this is a spoiled clan prince at first glance. It must have been a pile of heavenly treasures. It would be easy to win him.

At this time, Chen Qing and Chunqiu all have a strange look, and it seems that they have foreseen the next ending.

The rope restraint on Jian Wushuang's body was then released, which did not limit his activities.

"Brother Sword, don't keep your hands later, it's best to kill them directly." Chen Qingmei flirted and said, it seemed a bit impatient.

Jian Wushuang reluctantly shook his head. Because he had no weapons at his disposal, he pulled out the real sword around Chen Qing's waist and then moved forward.

Although the strength of his body has recovered to less than 10%, and the immortal immortal body has been hit hard, he can still use kendo skillfully.

At the beginning, the divine universe universe palace, and the sword fairy Ding Baiyi's more than ten thousand years of discussion on the sword, laid a solid foundation for his swordsmanship.

Even if the sword is folded into a tree, it can exert the power of kendo.

Right now, he was standing in the same place as a rock, slowly adjusting his breath, and began to try to establish resonance with the real sword in his hand.

Cui Jing, who is on the opposite side, reverted to the previous appearance of letting go of the wave. In his view, this competition will be over in less than ten breaths.

Slowly staring at the eyes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com mixes all strength and restrains in the meridians, and the real sword in the sword without hands suddenly looks forward.

Cui Jing smiled with a low eyebrow, and from his arms, he began to gather a few dragons transformed into Yan Li.

The battle is on the verge.

At this moment, Di Qing was very upset, and a pair of eyes with light gold meaning appeared a murderous opportunity.

The feeling that this fate is in the hands of others is what he hates the most.

But now, he is helpless.

After all, Di Qing still underestimated Yu Bo's blow before realizing this situation.

He has indeed died once under Yu Bo's men.

But no one knew that this life was just one of his nine hits.

However, death sins are exempt, living sins are inescapable, and the pain after rebirth overwhelms everything.