The Path Toward Heaven

腊 Zhao Layue took a step forward.

Several swords of light radiated from her dress, her hair was cut silently, her black hair spread out, like splashing ink.

At the same time, Gu Qing took a step to the side, and the breath emanating increased at an unimaginable speed.

The cosmic front rose silently, and it reached the white cat in Jing Jiu's arms.

From beginning to end, the two of them did not look at each other.

This tacit understanding exists among all the Aoyama disciples, not to mention the people on the end of God.

在 In Guiyun City, when Zhao Layue and Liu were ten years old, they killed Luo Huainan.

No one wants it, Zhao Layue and Gu Qing will suddenly shoot, or no one dares to think so, especially the latter.

In the eyes of everyone, Gu Qing was pale and bewildered, apparently shocked by what happened to his master.

Feeling the violent improvement of his breath, people were shocked to find that he was breaking through!

Breaking through the realm is the most important and difficult thing in practice, and it will fail if you are slightly disturbed. The practitioner often needs to prepare for a long time of retreat-whether it is elixir or Taoism or will-and then in the teacher or formation Started under the protection of.

破 It is extremely rare for Gu Qing to break out in public like this. Isn't he worried about problems? Of course, no one would have thought that his real purpose was to use the heaven and earth aura at the time of transcendence to kill, and thought that he was scared too much today, and went into magic.

The reason why people did not expect Gu Qing to choose to break through the country in public is that they do not know the glorious tradition of the end of God ’s retreat and the break. Jing Jiu said nothing about this, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu were very casual when they broke through the realm. Zhao Layue even broke the middle of the wild field in the process of hunting down Taiping real people!

顾 When Gu Qing attracted everyone's attention, Zhao Layue was ready to cut out the most powerful and most dangerous sword in the Nine Dead Swords.

The faint sword light floating from the dress and the sword lightly fluttering with the black hair are all signs of the ultimate invisible sword body.

As long as the white cat is sent to Fang Jingtian's face by the universe front, she will send out a sword.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Suddenly a wind rose.

Is not a whirlwind, but blows away all the breath.

Those violent breaths emitted by Gu Guqing were blown away.

Zhao Layue's murderous spirit was also blown away. Even the sword light of the invisible sword body of the day after tomorrow was bleak by this wind, and it seemed that it might disappear at any time.

The sea of ​​clouds between Li Tianguang's peaks caused countless huge waves, rolling and disturbing, looking like a sword, looking daunting.

The elder disciples of Zhu Qingshan Zhufeng have avoided their swords.

Bafang Yuntai also went away.

The huge waves set off by Jin Yunhai rolled into the sky, faintly turning into a sword shape.

This is not the real flying sword, but the substantive meaning of the sword.

The sword intention gave people a long time feeling, but it was as violent and bloodthirsty as the new born beast.

Can make the heavens and the earth produce a sense of instinct, Yun Hai's self-shaped swordsmanship ... to what extent?

Messy black hair danced wildly in the wind, several blood lines faintly appeared on her pale face, Zhao Layue stared at the skinny old man in a wheelchair, eyes full of anger.

Gu Qing's breakthrough was interrupted directly by this powerful sword, and the situation was even worse.

The real person in Putailu watched Zhao Layue and Gu Qing admire and said, "You two juniors are so weak, you dare to kill me ... it is indeed my disciple in Qingshan."

Jin Yunhai restored peace, and those gimbals stopped leaving.

Qiu Qiuxiao looked at the wheelchair at the peak with a dignified look.

At the age of ten, Liu Yan quietly put away his Guancheng pen, as if he was not ready to do anything.

Wu Buqiuxiao gave him a glance, but said nothing.

"It's so old, and it still has such a mighty power. Wasn't that heaven and earth!"

Kun Wei's head He Wei looked there, his face pale, and murmured, "How many heavens are there?"

Jinyuntai was a few miles away from the top of Tianguang Peak. He Wei's voice was not loud, but the real person of Tailuo still heard it. He turned to look over there, rolled his eyes, and said with tyranny and contempt, "If I weren't in the sky, the Taiping thief would have killed me not long ago? Why should I be held in such a prison? for many years?"

The sea of ​​clouds of Yun has been quiet, but the huge shadow of the sword is still there, just between heaven and earth, overlooking all living beings.

Looking at this scene, the practitioners of all sects are shocked and speechless.

Who would have thought that the real life of Tailuo is approaching, but the realm is still extremely deep, and the Kendo cultivation is even more unfathomable!

I really deserve to be the oldest and oldest monster in Aoyama!

Then someone thought that Mo Chengfeng had such a terrible kendo monster that he was still washed by blood. The real person of Tailuo was imprisoned in the sword prison for more than 600 years ...

可怕 How terrible are the Taiping real people and Jingyang real people back then?

Uh ...

Uh ...

The snow and wind at the peak of Li Tianguang came along with the three-foot sword.

At the previous moment, the snow was blown away by the sword wind, and then gathered again in an instant, then fell.

After a few breaths of time, the real person in Tailuo had a little snow on his body, and there were several cracks on his face, but no blood flowed out.

Even if he was a monster killing the world with swords, at this time when the oil was exhausted, he could not be the opponent of Yuan Riding Whale.

"My essence and blood are dry and I can't live long, why are you in a hurry?"

The real person in Wu Tailu had no fear, watching Yuan Qi whale smiled and said, "Are you worried that I will kill this sword demon?"

Yuan Yuan rode his whale silently and closed his sword.

Xue gradually stopped.

Howling wind still blows white clothes, extremely strong.

Kusui Jiu stood up from his chair.

六 Sentenced for six hundred years in prison, Uncle Tailu really realized some new sword paths. If he had a big fight before his death, it would really be a problem.

He looked at Zhao Layue and Gu Qing, his eyes were gentle and serious, then his lips slightly raised, and he laughed.

No one thought that in the realm of Zhao Layue and Gu Qing, he dared to kill Master Tailu.

I didn't even think of him.

Then he looked to the side of the peak.

"I thought that I should have killed you with a sword, but my brother cherished me, and I think you can think about it and leave it to future generations."

Kusui Jiu looked at the real person in Tailu and said, "If you don't understand, you should die early, and use such a painful method to persist for so many years, isn't it hard?"

The real person in Putailu squinted slightly, did not expect that he knew his own life-stricken method.

Immediately afterwards, Tailuo real man smelled a faint burnt taste.

That is the smell of the fire that has been burning on the edge of the old iron pot for decades, and the taste of flint rubbing on the ground at high speed.

This is not the illusion caused by old age and physical decline, but the autonomous induction of the heavenly body.

感应 This induction means killing intentions and may also mean death.

"Do you Sword Demon want to kill me?"

Yan Tailu looked at Jingu mockingly.

The next moment, Jing Jiu disappeared from his sight.

The next moment, Jing Jiu came to his eyes.

Such a spooky and fast flash, naturally brought the wind, and the wind brought the clothes.

There were more than ten sword lights floating in the clothes, much brighter than Zhao Layue's previous sword lights.

"Congenital invisible sword body!" Someone shouted in surprise.

"No! He really is a sword demon!" Someone cried in fear.

Uh ...

Uh ...

In the practice world, there is a saying that Jing Jiu ’s body is like a ghost, and not many people have seen it with his own eyes.

Until this moment, people did not know that the original legend was not false, and some people therefore believed more in Fang Jingtian's words.

Such a spooky figure, such an unimaginable speed, is even far above the Zhongzhou School ’s tactics. What else can I do except Feijian?

Kusui Jiu came to the wheelchair.

Fang Jingtian did not move.

I don't know if he trusts Tailu's real sword skill or there are other reasons.

Yan Tailu looked at him and said in the sense of God: "You shouldn't stop, or at your speed, you might have caught me by surprise."

Kusui Jiu: "No matter where I put out my sword, my sword is as fast."

Yan Tailu: "The problem is, you shouldn't kill me with a sword."

The huge sword in the sea of ​​clouds has disappeared.

Jain sword crossed the distant distance, came to the peak of Tianguang, and laid numerous barriers in front of the real person of Tailuo.

Those are the swords that are closely woven together.

Is no matter how powerful the fairy sword, can't pass through.

Sakurai knew of these barriers, of course.

The "thousands of miles of ice" he used to imprison the real people of Taiping and Xue Ji was the secret sword that emerged from Mo Chengfeng.

"Even if you are a sword of everything, it is still a sword. You want to kill me with a sword body, you are really disappointed."

The real person of Wu Tailu said in consciousness: "It seems that you really are not Jingyang. He will never make this stupid mistake."

The conversation in this consciousness took only a brief moment in the real world.

In the eyes of most people, Jing Jiu's movements did not stop.

He got up from his chair.

He left that little house.

He came across the peak.

He stood in front of the wheelchair.

He raised his right hand.

I banged at the real person in Tailuo.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Yes.

I banged in the past, not chopped down, nor chopped or chopped.

剑 There was no sword light on his sleeves or arms.

On the contrary, countless black lights were emitted from his fist, and some golden light was mixed in the black light.

Those black lights are extremely strong, and they look like the night of the underworld.

金色 Those golden colors are extremely noble, looking like the throne of Chaoge City.

Wu Tailu's eyes showed extremely weird emotions, probably thinking, since you are a sword, how can you use your fist?

In the sound of Titicaca, the seemingly impenetrable barriers woven by sword intentions shattered like ice cubes.

Hisai's fist passed by and landed on Tairo's chest.

Wheelchairs are scattered into powder.

Tianguang peak shakes.

Su Yunyun suddenly dispersed.

The blue sky is like porcelain.

Qingshan was silent.

Uh ...

Uh ...

The real person in Wutailu looked at Jing Jiu with a strange look, and seemed to ask, have you been waiting for me to leave Jianhe here?

Kusui Jiu said.

Wu Qingfeng brushed Tailu's real person, turning him into countless grains of light dust.

Lu Guangchen went away with the wind, and gradually faded, just like real dust, fell in the clouds between the cliffs, and could no longer be found.

Countless shocked eyes fell on Jing Jiu's right hand.

Is the real person of Wu Tailu so bombarded?

Even if Jing Jiu is the youngest in the history of the practice world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, he is still in the sea.

Even if he was reborn with a real sword in Jingyang, he still broke the sea.

破 A sea-breaking state, how could it be possible to kill a giant in such a simple and direct way?

Looking at Jing Jiu's right hand, Bu Qiuxiao's expression was more dignified, and he was obviously more vigilant.

Zan Baizheng's eyes moved slightly, and it seemed to be figuring something out.

Wu Zenzi sighed, full of trouble.

Even if Jing Jiu is a sword of everything, no matter how sharp his right hand is, Tailu can still block it.

He is not that his fists are powerful, but that what he is holding is powerful.

Those who have participated in the Taoist Convent, such as Bai Zao, Zhuo Rusui, Yun Yiyun, and Liu ten years old, suddenly remembered a similar picture.

At the time beside Qingtian Jian, Jing Jiu used one fist to destroy Bai Qianjun. If it was not for Bai Zhenren, Bai Qianjun would have died on the spot.

At that time, Jing Jiu used his left hand and held the long-life immortal magpie in his hand.

呢 What about today? He could actually kill a Tongtian with a punch, what exactly was in his right hand? ...

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