Southern Xinjiang.
A rare desert land with yellow sand in Liyang.
A one-armed old man with white frost on his clothes, head, beard and eyebrows was sitting casually on the yellow sand mound, holding a sharp sword in his hand.
The sword is made of the famous Nanzhao black iron.
This sword was originally supposed to be made by Song Nianqing, the contemporary master of Dongyue Sword Pool, and it could be ranked among the top ten famous swords in the world.
Now it fell into the hands of the old man in white.
The old man in white has two long eyebrows like catkins, like two dragon whiskers, swaying in the wind.
"Deng Tai'a became a land god."
"I think it should be here soon."
"Back then, you stopped me from accepting a disciple. Today, I will pay you back after you step into the land of immortals."
The white-browed old man muttered to himself angrily.
He looked at the world-famous sword without a scabbard in his hand and snorted coldly.
With just two fingers, he destroyed the famous sword into two pieces.
He followed suit.
Until a famous sword that falls into the hands of any swordsman and is treated as a treasure is shattered into a pile of scrap metal.
If anyone sees the old man's subsequent actions again.
You must be stunned to see it.
I saw the old man with white eyebrows breaking the famous sword from Dongyue Sword Pool into countless pieces.
He actually picked up a fragment and threw it directly into his mouth.
Under the constant chewing of the old man.
Even if a child held a famous sword that could break stones, it was treated as mouth food by the old man, biting it into pieces and swallowing it bit by bit.
This person is no one else.
It was just a few years ago, after Wu Changqing achieved the acquired natural sword embryo.
The sword-eating ancestor, Sui Xiegu, wanted to take Wu Changqing as his disciple.
This old man could exchange arms with the swordsman leader Li Chungang.
It can be said to be quite vindictive.
Deng Tai'a went to sea to visit immortals and hone his sword skills.
After the opponent became a land swordsman far away in the South China Sea, Sui Xiegu couldn't wait to ask him about swordsmanship.
According to his speculation.
Deng Tai'a was already on his way back to the North Central Plains.
In three days at most, he would be able to stop the other party at this necessary place.
Ask about the way of the sword immortal.
Just now.
A sudden breath of heaven made this old man who had lived for two hundred years and was already tired of all the things in the world.
His expression changed rapidly several times.
First, he was disgusted when the aura of Heavenly Dao appeared, and then when the aura of the great Qi Refiner master hidden under the aura of Heavenly Dao was leaked, the old man was actually a little surprised.
Finally, the moment when the Qi Master Grandmaster's breath became weak.
The old swordsman finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
He even ignored the fragments of the precious sword that he had not yet finished eating.
After leaving it behind, he immediately stepped into the air and headed towards Huishan.
Huishan Daxueping.
People far away in the Baizhang Mountain outside Daxueping.
At this moment, he was looking at the Grand Master of the Qi Refiner in mid-air with a surprised look on his face, seemingly frozen in mid-air by an invisible chain.
among those present.
Only Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xu Yanbing had the strength of the Celestial Realm.
You can more or less feel what is imprisoning this unpredictable master of Qi Refining.
"It's the way of heaven."
"Evergreen returns the favor of the other side with the way of heaven."
"This great master of Qi Refining has shot himself in the foot..."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng said as if he was suddenly enlightened.
"It's not like she shot herself in the foot."
"It's just that the seemingly nonexistent power of heaven is mixed with too much of Changqing's powerless sword intent."
"I have seen this kind of swordsmanship when Changqing was thirteen years old, but it is extraordinary."
Xu Yanbing expressed his opinion on this.
When it comes to kendo.
The way Lao Huang looked at Wu Changqing at this moment was as if he was looking at the senior in Tsing Yi who had conquered the world with his sword.
Full of admiration and yearning.
Above the big snow flat.
At this moment, Tantai's tranquility is approaching the edge of sewer capsizing.
I originally thought that I had a magical weapon that could crush all others, but I was despised in my heart.
Now, instead, he was penetrated by the heavenly chains imposed on Wu Changqing through his limbs.
Wu Changqing was nailed directly into the void.
He could only act like he was being slaughtered by others.
Looking at Wu Changqing who was slowly approaching, Tantai calmly looked gloomy.
Ready to accept his bleak fate.
“Every cause has an effect.”
"It was the reason why I suppressed and killed more than ten disciples of your sect back then, and it is the reason why you came to me today to ask for the Dharma."
"But those disciples of your sect thought very highly of themselves back then, thinking that they could decide the fate of others at will by relying on their status as executors of heavenly law."
"This is also the cause, and their death is the effect."
"Just like today, your attack on my brother was the cause, and your death here is the result."
Although Wu Changqing has escaped from the way of heaven, the great master of the Qi Refiner he faces has to follow the cycle of cause and effect.
His words at the moment.
It's even more heart-wrenching.
Tantai Pingping suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Changqing.
There is no color left in his eyes.
The corners of Wu Changqing's mouth raised slightly.
Since you are ready to die, I don't want you to die.
You also follow the original group of Fulong Qi Practitioners and become one of the foundations of my future Immortal Sect.
Tantai Pingping is much more powerful than those Fulong Qi Practitioners.
Perhaps Wu Changqing could consider making him the Immortal of the Immortal Sect in the future.
Think of this.
Wu Changqing reached out his hand mercilessly, without showing any mercy, and took it straight for Tantai Jing's head.
"stop!"
Right now.
On the edge of the empty sky, a leisurely shout suddenly sounded.
It's like it's coming from thousands of miles away.
Wu Changqing's outstretched hand paused subconsciously for a moment.
It's this moment of pause.
If he wanted to collect Tantai Calm's soul again, he would have to ask someone.
A sword swept through the air thousands of miles away.
One sword slashed across a hundred feet of air!
The sound comes first, the sword comes later.
The moment the voice fell, I saw a flying sword wrapped in thousands of lights, like a falling meteor.
Flying across the vast sky.
The closer the flying sword got to Daxueping, the more terrifying the sword power contained in it became.
Until it enters the range of 100 feet.
In the huge sky, all the clouds retreated from both sides for this sword.
It has the charm of opening the gate of heaven with one sword.
Faced with this sword, Wu Changqing had to deal with it carefully.
He decisively gave up attacking Tantai Anping.
Turning to his left hand, he shook it hard.
The terrifying spiritual energy poured out of the body instantly.
Tantai Heping, who was the closest, felt as if he was being filled with a sea of energy at the moment.
This was also the first time she saw that the energy in Wu Changqing's body had already exceeded the thousand-mile range known to the world.
The heavenly chains she placed on Wu Changqing were also part of this seemingly boundless wave of energy.
Being torn apart.
It was also at this moment that Tantai Calm realized.
If Wu Changqing really wanted to kill himself, it would be such a simple thing.
