The Morning Dew Realm Sword Immortal was not far away.
When Shen Li caught up, he stood on the steps and stared at him with a smile.
This man's sword is a bronze sword with a simple shape. The sword body has complex patterns, which seem to be patterns inherited from ancient times.
He has a dignified appearance, and his narrow eyes seem to pierce people's hearts.
"The reputation of Diamond Dragon Elephant is well-deserved." The middle-aged man praised, "This can't kill you. I'm starting to doubt that I'm not good at learning."
Just now, he had been hiding in the dark. He knew that the young man was fighting one after another, and he had very little energy left. He found the right moment to kill him quickly. Unexpectedly, he only killed an insignificant person. The young man relied on the King Kong Dragon to kill him. The elephant body blocked his killing move, and it looked more like a tortoise shell than the Buddhist Vajra body.
If he can't be killed with two or three moves, then he will kill him with a few more swords. Even if a good female martial artist comes behind him, he will still ignore her.
The key is that Qin Xianqing, who is fighting on the top of the mountain, has murderous intentions towards him.
Qin Xianqing is unknown in the world, but the middle-aged man has heard several rumors about her. Her status is far above the seven killers of the Xingxiu Sect, second only to the leader of the Xingxiu Sect.
Moreover, the middle-aged man knew very well the killing power of a second-grade great swordsman and a commanding realm great swordsman. His master was a second-grade great swordsman. If he really wanted to kill him, he couldn't even run away.
However, Qin Xianqing was trapped on the top of Woxia Temple and could not get down for a while. But since she paid so much attention to the young man, the middle-aged man decided to forget it after thinking about it. He was taken care of by a second-grade great sword immortal. With the all-pervasive intelligence gathering ability of Xingxiu Sect, From now on, he will not have a good life, and he has to beware of death every moment.
This young man actually took the initiative to catch up.
According to the rules of the world, it was natural to kill this young man.
Shen Li had no expression on his face, staring at the Morning Dew Realm Sword Immortal and asked, "Are you going to run?"
"Run? Haha... I won't run." He replied extremely seriously.
"good."
Shen Li nodded and took out a purple talisman that Li Changxian gave him in exchange.
This purple talisman is called "Zhenwu Xuantian God's Order".
The Morning Dew Realm Sword Immortal's eyes fell on the purple talisman in the young man's hand, and he suddenly felt that he shouldn't have answered so satisfactorily just now.
The purple talisman is quite powerful in Taoist talisman and seal writing. Any purple talisman painted has magical effects.
Qi was continuously poured into the "Zhenwu Xuantian God's Order", and the talisman ignited without fire. In an instant, Shen Li raised his head.
How could that middle-aged man sit still and wait for death? He raised his sword, and the stone steps were cracked by the pressure of the sword.
At this moment, Qin Xianqing and Master Hangyuan joined forces to deal with Hang Si. After the purple talisman burned out, the three of them stepped back and looked at the sky.
Hang Si was trembling, as if suppressed by an unimaginable existence. He was bent over, his veins exposed, and he was clenching his fists to keep himself from lying on the ground.
Master Hangyuan recited Amitabha and asked: "Almsgiver Qin, one wave has not subsided and another wave has arisen."
Qin Xianqing looked at Shen Li's position with confusion and thought for a moment: "Maybe it's a good thing for you and me."
Li Changxian, who was wearing a bamboo hat and holding a weed in his mouth while reading the "Four Values of Merit" spit out the weeds, closed the "Four Values of Merit", carefully put it away, and hurriedly climbed to the top of the carriage to look at Woxia Temple in the distance.
He said to himself: "How is it possible?! How is it possible!! The purple talisman I drew shouldn't be so powerful! It shouldn't be! Did the brat use some Taoist uninherited technique?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You can't invite this great immortal even if you don't teach Taoism."
Li Changxian's whole body trembled with excitement, and he tried his best to open his eyes wide.
It was like watching a unique ascension through the Immortal Gate.
King Xun, who had made Woxia Temple restless, rode a horse with six masters and drove quickly to Kaixi City.
He suddenly pulled the reins tightly, turned the horse's head, and stared at the sky above Woxia Temple.
"Your Highness, something is strange."
King Xun has a pale complexion, a straight tip of his nose, and is well-maintained, "I know."
"It seems to be a Taoist art of inviting gods. However, I have never seen such...such an incredible art of inviting gods."
King Xun asked: "Is there a Chaolu Realm Sword Immortal on the mountain?"
"Go back to Your Highness, that person is not one of ours, Liu Taiyuan sent him secretly."
"The old man lost his mind after his son died."
…
Master Wu's most trusted confidant, Zen Master Zhu, led Hangshen and Hangmi to Kaixi City on foot.
The three of them turned around and looked at Woxia Temple.
"Master Zhu, we have tried our best in this battle." Hang Shen said softly.
Zen Master Zhu nodded: "His Majesty will put you to good use, and may even allocate a new piece of land for you so that you can open a Buddhist temple."
"Zhao Ruyu and others forced Your Majesty, you deserve to die." Air secrets showed loyalty. He knew the weight of Zen Master Zhu in Lord Wu's heart. Now if he said a few good words, Zen Master Zhu would tell Lord Wu that he would get more things.
Zen Master Zhu stared unblinkingly at the sky above Woxia Temple and said with a smile: "You two, you have done a great job. I am willing to be your guarantee. Your Majesty will definitely reward you generously."
"Thank you Zen Master."
At this moment, the two traitors from Woxia Temple, Hangshen and Hangmi, started talking about something strange.
"The Taoist art of inviting gods?"
"I have never seen a poor monk ask for divine magic. There is nothing so heart-stopping."
"What do you think, Zen Master?"
Zen Master Zhu said: "Will there be immortals up there who are banishing people to dust?"
"Huh? Impossible."
"The previous dynasty fell, the Three Kingdoms were established, and the Immortal Gate has never been seen again. No matter how lively the fight in Woxia Temple is, it will definitely not disturb the higher ups."
…
Tang Fengxian, who survived by chance, hid in a forest at the foot of Woxia Temple.
From her position, she happened to have a panoramic view of the vision.
I saw that the sea of clouds seemed to be gently pushed aside.
There are thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious energy.
There is a refreshing fragrance of flowers on the tip of the nose. When you smell it, your mind is clear and your body is light, as if you are about to become a feather and soar in the next moment.
immediately.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the sky that was a hundred feet tall or a thousand feet tall.
It's so shadowy that you can't see its true appearance clearly.
The moment she saw the shadow, a name appeared in her mind for no reason.
Emperor Zhenwu.
…
The middle-aged man looked at Shen Li dumbfounded.
Behind Shen Li stood a Taoist priest whose appearance he couldn't see clearly.
No, that's not right. The Morning Dew Realm Sword Immortal was very unsure as to whether there was a Taoist standing there.
There was a sudden silence around him.
Everything was silent.
Not to mention the shouts of killing that came from time to time, even the chirping of insects hidden in the grass disappeared completely in an instant.
The world seems to have become a cage.
He is a pet in a cage.
The slashed sword energy had not yet approached Shen Li, but turned into a few wisps of breeze, blowing the green grass beside the stone steps, and he lowered his body slightly.
Shen Li's eyes lit up.
Take a look around.
His expression looked particularly disappointed for some reason.
Lifting his legs and walking up the stone steps, he approached the middle-aged man calmly.
He used all his strength to strike several sword blows.
Without exception, no matter what kind of stunts the sword moves are, they all turn into the breeze.
"You, who are you?"
The Morning Dew Realm Sword Immortal was scared.
The first time I was afraid was when I was accepted as a disciple by my master. In order to show the power of the swordsman, my master leveled an entire mountain forest with one sword.
This was the second time, just like the first time, he was still like a child, trembling with fear when faced with a force that he was unable to resist.
Shen Li passed by him silently without saying a word.
The middle-aged man's facial features seemed to be frozen, and the bronze sword he held tightly in his hand fell on the stone steps with a clang.
After Shen Li walked farther away, he threw himself down and rolled down the stone steps.
Master Hangyuan and Qin Xianqing both realized the profound and mysterious power of this Dao.
The two looked at each other.
"Is this son really a banished immortal?" Master Hangyuan asked in a low voice.
Qin Xianqing didn't know how to reply, so he thought for a while and said with confusion: "The previous dynasty collapsed and the Three Kingdoms were established. Since then, there has been no banished immortal, nor anyone who has ascended to the Heavenly Gate. He... He grew up in the Xingxiu Sect since he was a child, and he is not like the banished immortal. "
"A Taoist purple talisman actually summoned such a strange phenomenon, which has not been heard in a hundred years." Master Hangyuan sighed.
"Is the Ascended Immortal going to reappear?" Qin Xianqing murmured.
While the two were talking.
Shen Li has reached the top of the mountain.
He glanced at Master Hangyuan and didn't take it seriously. He focused his attention on Qin Xianqing and nodded imperceptibly.
Qin Xianqing tried to shout: "Shen Li?"
The young man didn't seem to recognize her and didn't say a word.
He walked to Hang Si, who was struggling to resist the suppression and would rather break his waist than lie down. He held Zhu Yan in his hand and slashed it with his sword.
The blue sky was clear, and suddenly there was a rumble of thunder.
Hang Si finally cultivated a six-foot golden body.
This sword never cut off the head.
But Hang Si seemed to break free from the suppression, stood up and punched Shen Li.
Qin Xianqing took a breath of cold air.
That was a punch from a first-grade Bodhisattva. Can Shen Li, who was only a fourth-grade physique, be able to withstand it?
The fist stopped an inch before Shen Li's eyebrows.
It was like there was an invisible wall here that Hang Si couldn't break through even with all his strength.
Shen Li raised his leg and kicked Hang Si's chest, rolling him into the ruins.
Hang Si stood up with a ferocious smile. Before he could make any move, the tip of his withered red sword was pierced between his eyebrows.
Inch by inch deeper.
Hangji's grin turned into surprise.
The tall shadow in the sky raised its hand and fell.
Hang Si felt suppressed again, and it was several times stronger than before.
After a while, he couldn't support it anymore and he knelt down on his legs.
Withered Zhuyan, nearly half of the sword's blade sank into Hang Si's head.
The exaggerated vitality of Zhangliu's golden body is also disappearing.
Shen Li waved.
Withering Zhu Yan left Hang Si and returned to his hands.
A touch of sword blade.
The sword seemed to have received an order, and the thunder light circulated.
In one step, he reached the side of Hang Si who was completely lying on his stomach. He was like a man of heaven, and he cut him down heavily.
This time, the six-foot-long golden body did not block it.
The bodies were separated.
Hang Si, the previous abbot who had been imprisoned in Demon Fu Cave for twenty years, finally died inexplicably under the sword of a "young man".
Shen Li stood and waited for a while. When there was no movement from Hang Si's body, he stepped back a few steps, as if a sword had drained all his strength, and his body collapsed to the ground.
Qin Xianqing quickly picked him up, tested his breathing and felt his pulse.
The energy in the body is almost exhausted. If it were not for the Vajra Dragon Elephant Body, it would have been dead.
Master Hangyuan looked up into the distance.
The shadow disappeared.
All kinds of shocking visions also quickly faded away.
"Hengmiao?"
"The disciple is here."
"Send Xianglu Pills to Mr. Shen."
"As commanded."
The frustrated Master Hengmiao ran as fast as possible to Qin Xianqing who was holding Shen Li, took out the porcelain bottle, brought it to Shen Li's mouth, and poured out the last fragrant dew pill in the bottle.
"Master Qin, he is...he is..."
With the corpse right in front of him, how could Hengmiao believe that Shen Li, who was in the Vajra realm, had killed Hang Si, the first-level great Bodhisattva?
Qin Xianqing stared at the handsome face of the young man in her arms and said word by word: "Master Hangyuan and I jointly killed the demon monk Hangsi. We had nothing to do with him. Even if we told the leader, these were the same words. Do you understand? "
