Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 238: Get off the horse?
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The Troll King and Song Chu have always known that Fuqing Zhenren’s ambitions are great, but they have never thought that it would be so great. The purpose is to get rid of the Xuantian Sword Sect. They have long known that they can become a sacred place, and their background is absolutely impossible for outsiders. imagination.
But they are also very clear as the Holy Land. Even if the Xuantian Sword Gate seems to be declining now, after all, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Not to mention the counterattack, it is the famous guardian of the Xuantian Sword Gate. The big formation, thousands of Qingyin sword formations are enough for them to drink a pot.
After hesitating for a while, the Troll King asked a little uncertainly, "Does Fu Qingzhen mean to take the opportunity to get rid of the name of Xuantian Sword Sect Holy Land, or to get rid of the whole school?"
"Both." Fu Qingzhen's eyes half-squinted, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the shocked expression of the Troll King, Real Fu Qing raised his brows, "What? Could it be that you are not interested in the three second-tier spirit veins and the countless treasures in the Xuantian Sword Gate. As long as you discuss properly, I I don’t believe that the three of us can't destroy the Xuantian Sword Sect together."
The Troll King was a little moved, and only Song Chu was calm. He understood that some things were not as simple as imagined, and everyone knew the ambition of Fuqing Zhenren, and he was afraid that his Yuehua Academy would be taken in by then, but Soong Chu still thinks it is feasible to take advantage of this opportunity.
Thinking of this, Song Chu smiled sullenly, "Of course we have thoughts wherever Master Fu Qing said, but we are afraid that although the thoughts are good, the Xuantian Sword Sect will not be easy to provoke."
"Hahaha, this is not anxious, I have my own plan, then you will wait to join me in the light, this is the first step, and then we will rule the roost between the sects and the holy land." The halal laughed suddenly, conspiring something in his eyes.
The Troll King and Song Chu looked at each other. Neither of them had any surprises. They knew that the last sentence was what Zhen Fu Qing wanted to express.
Suddenly, Zhen Fu Qing's expression stiffened, his eyes looked at the door of the sect, and he said softly, "The Hundred Flower Valley Valley Master is here, you call your disciples over, we should also start preparing, as for I will only notify you two of other things."
The two of them arrived yesterday. The disciples under the sect were naturally playing with the disciples of Wandaozong on the nearby mountains. After all, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the scenery elsewhere. Generally speaking, if the cultivation level is less than a certain level, it is not allowed to go out and practice. Walking.
At this time, I called out the disciples from their respective schools to come to the center of the Daochang to prepare for the upcoming exchange meeting of the Seven Great Sacred Sites. Today, because it is a special day, the Ten Thousand Dao Sect’s mountain gate formation is open, so the rest Naturally, the arrival of the saints and horses does not require notification.
Although it seems that the entire Ten Thousand Dao Sect has relaxed, but the outside is loose and the inside is tight, all the elders have already left the customs, and there must be no evil spirits that dare to cause trouble today.
The Seven Sacred Sites Exchange Conference is held every year, except for the two freaks of Anonymous Temple and Xuankongguan. One has never participated in this event, and the other does not hold this event at all, so now many people even Xuankongguan. I don’t know the address of the school. This holy place has always been mysterious. Every time it is passed down, it is basically passed on from generation to generation. The number of the entire school is counted with both hands, but everyone's strength is unpredictable.
After a while, several pink glows from far to near, wrapped in several figures, have come to the center of this dojo, and the three of Fu Qingzhen, Troll King and Song Chucai have all stood up.
In the depths of Yanzhou, Zhao Jiuge and his team are rushing fast. After more than an hour of rapid flight, they are not far from the sect of Wandaozong. What's interesting is that not long ago, they met Three men dressed as Taoist priests, but when they met, the middle-aged Taoist priest there and Jian Wuxin exchanged eye contact for a while, smiled and left first, and when they left, they watched the Xuantian Sword Gate. The eyes of the disciples are quite interesting.
Afterwards, Jian Wuxin explained in a deep voice, "The three people were the people of Xuankongguan just now, but I didn’t expect that this year’s Xuankongguan will come again. I thought I would not come to participate like Wuming Temple. But the strange thing is that it has been passed down from generation to generation. Why is there more people this time?"
It didn’t take long for the group to finally reach the outside of the Ten Thousand Dao Zongmen. Looking around, they saw a few small peaks surrounding each other, and the entrance was in the middle canyon, because the sect’s guardian formation was open at this moment. Yes, so the surface of the several mountain peaks was covered with colorful rays of light, and there was a faint light curtain. From time to time, bursts of spiritual light and fluctuations were sent from the transparent light curtain.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the different Ten Thousand Dao Sects of Yu Xuantian Sword Sect, and was a little surprised, wondering if this was the Ten Thousand Dao Sect. Although it was not as good as a fairyland without his own sect, it was better than the scenery and the clean air.
One is like a fairyland in the sky, and the other is more grounded like a fairyland on earth.
At this moment, the ten people had a tacit understanding, and Xiaofeng retreated directly to the back of the team. Jian Wuxin glanced sharply at this Wandaozong, whose scenery is no worse than the Xuantian Sword Sect, with a deep voice. Said, "Let's go, and I'll clarify this guy for a while."
For a while, several disciples looked forward to excitement, while several elders secretly guarded themselves.
The sect of Ten Thousand Dao Sect is guarded by disciples. Today, I naturally greeted the teams from other holy places at the door. However, He Jian had no intention of staying at all. He drove the flying sword and took the lead through the canyon, and the others followed closely. It also enters inside.
Ten figures carrying the aura of ten flying swords, dozens of disciples at the door were dumbfounded, and they still didn't react to the disappearing figure.
For a long time, a slender young man at the head looked at the disappearing direction of the group of people wearing sword robes representing the Xuantian sword, and said disdainfully, "I think who is here. The cowards of the Xuantian Sword Sect had all escaped in the last martial arts competition. You dare to come this time for the exchange meeting. Are you still not learning your lesson?"
The disciples beside them all followed suit. The last martial arts competition was naturally lively, and many of these dozens of people had participated.
Just driving the flying sword in without saying hello will naturally make these arrogant disciples feel a little upset, but who makes today a special day? When the sect is not opened, let people break in like this But a shocking event can be characterized as an unauthorized intrusion! The killer can be hurt directly. The sect master was ready to welcome him inside, and the slender young man was too lazy to make trouble.
Jian Wuxin obviously came to this Ten Thousand Dao Sect. As soon as he came in, he led everyone to fly to the right. Soon everyone saw the huge dojo, and at this moment, no fewer than fifty or sixty people had gathered in the center. In addition to the seven eye-catching seats in the middle, twenty or thirty seats were added around.
Seven seats, five have already been seated. Although Wuming Temple did not know how many sessions did not attend this seven sacred place exchange meeting, this seat has been reserved for them out of respect. The one who hasn't come yet is naturally from the Xuantian Sword Sect.
Except for the seven main positions, the seats next to them are very close to the elders. As for the young disciples, they stood beside them honestly and respectfully.
When Jian Wuxin saw this group of people in the field, this group of people had already sensed the arrival of Jian Wuxin and his group, and they couldn’t help but look at the people with a different meaning, wanting to see Xuan Is Tianjianmen still the same as previous years, the lineup is so shabby.
Wearing a purple gold robe with Yin and Yang gossip printed on his back, Fu Qingzheng, his eyes narrowed, and he was looking at the group of people who came. When he saw that the leader turned out to be Jian Wuxin, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of difficulty. His smirk, a bit fierce in his eyes, then the sitting body immediately stood up, laughed, and shouted, "I want to see if Jian Wuxin has made some progress over the years."
At this moment, in addition to the Troll King and Song Chucai, there are two more people in the main position. One is the middle-aged Taoist priest Zhao Jiuge and the others have met on the road before, a suspended view of Yuan Yixiu. The other is a glamorous woman in a white neon dress. This woman, who is about 30 years old, is the owner of Baihua Valley, Hua Lingsu.
Some people in the room were shocked when they heard this, thinking that Fu Qing would have to do it before they even started. Although they knew that Fu Qing had surpassed them and broke through the Linghai realm and reached the Dao Yuan realm, it would not be such a monkey. Urgent, only the Troll King and Song Chu knew what was going on.
Only when the voice fell, Fu Qingzheng jumped up from the stool, stepped on the empty space with his right foot, and there was no movement, his whole body exuded a strong aura, and the purple gold robe screamed. The hair that runs up is also automatically without wind.
Feeling this breath, everyone present was shocked. The spiritual force of this Yuan realm was so strong. Although Linghai realm is only one realm away from Daoyuan realm, the strength it brings is It's a big difference.
The real person Fu Qing did not hold the whisk or any magic weapon in his hand, only the spirit power around him did not roar at all, but with a dull depression, the bluish-yellow spiritual power slowly gathered.
Then an illusory mountain appeared abruptly in the void, looming, like a green mountain hidden in the fog.
Hua Lingsu and Yuan Yixiu looked at each other. Although their hearts were shaken, they were still stable because they had a little understanding of Fuqing Zhenren's cultivation.
And the Troll King and Song Chucai can no longer conceal their inner shock, even if they have previously overestimated the strength of the real Fuqing, but they did not expect that a single blow would have such a great power. For a time The fear of Fu Qing became deep.
The rest of the holy land elders present here are all the cultivation bases of the owner's Linghai realm. For the real Fuqing who breaks through the cultivation base, there is an indescribable meaning in their eyes, complicated and envious. Not to mention the remaining chief disciples and the disciples who came with them to participate. Every character watched this scene in astonishment.
Zhao Jiuge, Jiulian, Fang Qiwen and Wang Yong are still calm, but Chen Hailong's face pales.
Spiritual power transforms mountains and rivers. This is already a characteristic of Dao Yuan Realm, and Chen Hailong is obviously full of fear when he sees the sudden attack from the mountain.
Xiaofeng on the side looked at this scene with no expression, everything seemed calm and calm, but when he saw the reactions of several disciples, he visibly frowned, and the differences in xinxing were clearly visible. This Chen Hailong clearly fell. Inferior.
"What a spiritual force. It seems that this old guy Fuqing wants to give us a good start as soon as he breaks through the Daoyuan realm." Xu Jiahui said with a smile, without fear, even if there is an accident, he will fight. He is not afraid at all, their lineup is not as simple as the surface.
"I'm going to see who is giving off the horse. I just happen to worry that I can't find the opportunity to kill the chicken and the monkey." Jian Wuxin smiled indifferently. Then the flying sword at his feet shuddered, speeding up and rushing out of the team, facing the transformed mountain.
"Meeting an old friend, don't have to give me a big gift." A loud shout spread throughout the dojo. After speaking, Jian Wuxin's purple clothes floated, with an indescribable demeanor.