The head sect never left the standing place from beginning to end, nor did it draw a sword. To follow the Taoist technique of the universe, you need to use the sword as a carrier, and use the fairy sword to exert your true strength. The head sect only used one hand to break Mingxuzi's purple electric tour dragon, and his powerful strength was fully demonstrated.

"Master, the two of you have just left the customs and should have been welcomed and talked regularly. You have a good rest. Why do you have to face each other with swords?" The head teacher was very polite. After all, these two people have much higher seniority than him.

"Welcome to the air?" Ming Xuzi sneered, "I'm afraid you'll poison my meal."

"The master is worried too much."

"Don't you want to reseal me?"

"Since the master has been unsealed, there is no more sealing. I think you misunderstood. In fact, Master Qingshan also had good intentions back then."

"You guys on the main peak have never said a word of truth since Qingshan."

The purple electric dragon's light surged and rushed out. The head shaking his head and slowly stretched out his right hand. Tens of millions of substantial sword lights were emitted from his fingers. The dragon was eaten away by the sword lights bit by bit, and finally broke in shatter. Alas.

"For more than a thousand years, there have been too many sects in the world that covet the supreme position of Shushan righteous path, too many people who covet my position as the head sect. None of them can succeed. Do you know why?"

"snort."

"It's actually very simple, because not everyone can sit in the position of the head teacher." The head teacher glanced over the six peak masters in a cold look, and seemed to be looking around, but in fact he stayed on everyone. "You can think about this position, but it's best not to sell off the interests of Shushan as the premise, otherwise, you will die without a burial place."

An unparalleled aura rose from the head of the sect. This aura enveloped everyone in the Xuanqing Hall. Under the cover of this aura, the bluestone under his feet disappeared and turned into a peaceful lake.

The lake is clear and peaceful without any slight wind and waves. The head teacher stands in the center of the lake, calm and quiet, and no one can do anything. No one standing on the water can exert their strength, because as long as you put a little force, you will fall into the lake and be flooded by the lake.

"This is the domain!" Chu Tianya exclaimed, "The domain of the supreme goodness is like water."

What was even more surprised was not them, but Ming Xuzi and Jing Lingzi. They were very familiar with the two people under their feet. I thought that the Taoist Qingshan used the same method to knock them to hell.

Mingxuzi and Jinglingzi never dreamed that they would see this Qing Pond again in a thousand years.

"Master, Fangba Mountain is vast and vast, enough for two to enjoy their old age. Why do you have to fight for the courage to fight to the death? As long as you let go now, I promise to serve both of you at the highest standard."

"Serve? We do not need service or courtesy. What we want is to return the Shushan Sword Sect under our feet to its original appearance. What we want is to make the true face of Qingshan, the evil deed, to the world." Ming Xuzi is small, but his temperament is explosive. He is angry and speaks with a stern tone.

Jing Lingzi was so cunning that he never spoke.

"Master, you can insult me ​​no matter how much you insult me, but please don't insult Master Qingshan."

"He was..."

The words behind were not spoken, and the calm lake surface was cut open, and the waves surged to both sides. Ming Xuzi was about to use thunder to leave. He realized that more than half of his thunder power was removed from the water surface on the Mirror Lake. His speed was half a beat slower, and he was chopped by the sword light that was slashed.

"Boom." The sword light slashed him, but it seemed like he was hitting a rock, without the sound of cutting into his body. Ming Xuzi was shot out of Guanyuntai. His body was like a kite with broken lines, with no support. When he fell down, his body turned into a purple thunder dragon and turned back.

He reappeared in Xuanqing Palace, Ming Xuzi was unscathed, but the anger in his eyes increased significantly. "I fell down a thousand years ago and now I am finally going to find it back. OK, OK, it was indeed God's will, so that I can fulfill this wish that has been lingering in my heart."

"Master, I won't hold back the next move."

"You fart." I never saw how the leader was doing, but another sword light passed through the Jinghu Lake. The purple electric dragon appeared from Ming Xuzi's body. The dragon head bit the sword light that was slashed, but it was shattered. Ming Xuzi was knocked out for the second time.

This time it was obviously flying further, and it took Mingxuzi a long time to adjust his posture and turn it back.

"Okay, okay, the real thing is the best thing."

"Can the master change his mind?"

"Dream." The purple electric tour dragon appeared again. This time, it did not rush into the air and swam under the water. "For a thousand years, I have been thinking about how to deal with this move every day. Now I finally have a chance, so take my life."

The purple electric dragon dived into the bottom of the water and injected electric current into the entire Jinghu Lake. "Now, you and me are the same." Ming Xuzi roared wildly.

The head teacher was unmoved and said as hard as iron: "Master, have you made something wrong? This is my field."

Suddenly, the water surface of Jinghu was covered with a layer of mercury, and it turned into a mirror, which was airtight and tightly connected, isolated from the outside world. The purple electric dragon under the water was immediately in great pain, twisted his body, struggled for a moment, and died. The body sank, sinking into the endless darkness, and I don’t know how deep and wide the Jinghu Lake under my feet was.

The water surface has returned to normal, and the head still remains unmoved, but in everyone's eyes, his figure is as tall as the sky and unattainable.

Ming Xuzi's face turned pale and said to himself: It turns out that over the past few days, while he was constantly testing him, the head sect was also testing himself with the God-Slaying Array and testing the six peak masters around him. He wanted to see through people's hearts in this way.

A thousand years ago, I fell under this mirror pond. A thousand years later, would I fall in the same place?

Ming Xuzi looked around the Lord of Six Peaks, saw shock and fear on their faces, and sighed bitterly: "Hey, the Six Peaks back then could not defeat the Lord of Fang Bai, and they are still the same today. As their master, how could he not give his strength to future generations?"

Feeling the teasing and helplessness of fate, the light lingered on Mingxuzi's body disappeared, and then he became prosperous. He began to release his power without hesitation: "Even if it is burned by the way of heaven, I will break this stagnant pool."

His power rushed toward the sky, rushed into the clouds in the sky, turning the clouds into purple, with red clouds as blood, and thunder thunders descended from the sky and fell on the water of the mirror pond. "Look at my power, thousands of thunders rush forward."

When Mingxuzi no longer restrains his power, it means that the power of heaven may be reduced at any time. He has sealed it for more than a thousand years. He has long been tired of living under the rules. He has to use his real power to fight against Qingshan's descendants and the current leader.

This is a real reversal of the world, a real thunder control technique. When lightning strikes, the water surface of the mirror pool extends outward, forming a pool of water suspended on the hillside. The head teacher Li Yizhi moved, and his ordinary and simple cloth shoes stepped on the calm water surface, and fine ripples appeared in the places where the cloth shoes stepped on.

The lightning exploded beside the head teacher, not deliberately avoiding him, but the head teacher moved his body before the thunder came, causing lightning to hit him. As long as everything reaches his mirror pool, it will suffer cruel weakening. The lightning that could not tell the trajectory of the naked eye can usually be seen on the mirror lake, and it can even reach out to catch it, which is less than 20% of the original power.

This is the most powerful force of the Supreme Goodness, the entire Shu Mountain and even the entire righteous path.

"Cooking beans and burning firewood, beans cry in the pot; they were born with the same roots, so why are they too anxious to fight each other? Master, you have resentment, so I can understand it. More than ten days have passed, and no matter how strong the energy is, it should be gone. If you continue to make trouble, you are deliberately trying to subvert the long-term prosperity of Shushan and everything that is hard to come by now, then I can only kill you." The voice of the head of the sect's persuasion swept across the water and reached the ears of everyone present. He said it for Mingxuzi, and even the master of Liufeng Peak. The meaning is very clear. Now let go of your obsession, I will not blame you. If you continue to be obsessed with it, I will let go and clear the portal.

If you dare to say these words under the circumference of tigers, wolves, jackals and leopards, look around the world, there is no one except Li Yizhi, the head master. This courage and determination to carry Shushan and the right path with one person, and this mentality of knowing that he is plotted but has no decadent intention, but instead teaches and calmly judges the situation. It is really daunting.

The six peak masters who were originally ill-intentioned were silent at the same time and did not dare to make any changes. They allowed the sect to fight one-on-one with Ming Xuzi.

The head teacher easily avoided the slash of lightning, and his thin figure passed through the calm pool surface and approached Ming Xuzi. The latter's body was filled with purple current, his hair and beards were upside down, his veins were exposed, and his face was ferocious. He disappeared the moment before the head teacher's fist hit his face. He moved at high speed along the edge of the mirror pool.

"Huh?" The headmaster was surprised. There shouldn't be such a fast moving object in his own field.

Ming Xuzi turned back from the edge of the pool and circled around the head. The water waves were aroused by his powerful trampling, forming a barrier, surrounding the head.

The real person in the head finally put on a defensive posture and waited for the opponent's attack in the sky. "Boom!" Zi Xingyoulong grabbed the clothes behind the head from behind, raised him up and threw him away. The head was like a stone passing through the water, rising and falling several times above the Jinghu Lake. Finally stood firm, but he ushered in Mingxuzi's straight punch.

He punched the belly and knocked the leader out again. Ming Xuzi chased him straight, and the water surface was stirred up with huge waves by his high-speed movement.

Left hook, right hook, head and knee hit. After a series of thrusts, the head was knocked out again, and the pillar of the Xuanqing Palace bounced back after hitting the back, and was caught by the bloody mouth of the purple electric golf dragon, thrown randomly, and finally fell under the slap of the water waves.

Jinghu returned to calm, and the reversal came too quickly, so fast that everyone caught off guard. Li Yizhi, the head master who had an overwhelming advantage the moment before, was knocked down the next moment and had no power to fight back. What happened, including the Lord of Six Peaks, did not understand why Mingxuzi suddenly overcame the constraints of Jinghu.

A pool of blood spread out in the place where the head teacher fell, and the water surface of Jinghu Lake was no longer clear.

Ming Xuzi did not get close to the head sect, and Zidian Youlong separated from him, as if he had his own consciousness and roared at the enemy. He looked at the old man in front of him and the head sect in Shushan. Although he was standing, he was not at all disrespectful. Although Li Yizhi was his junior, he was enough to make him respect him.

Ming Xuzi did not pursue him, and waited patiently. After a long time of sinking, the head teacher not far away slowly got up. His thin body was very laborious to move, lonely and silent, making people feel sad.

Wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the head sect looked at Mingxuzi and sincerely exclaimed: "Using the ability to control the qi machine to suppress the power of the field, and then taking action unscrupulously with the thunder technique, the three masters did not waste this thousand years."

It turned out that the reason why Mingxuzi was able to gain the ability to move freely on Jinghu was because Jing Lingzi, who never spoke up, used his best qi control technique to suppress Jinghu's power. It was equivalent to the two of them working together to catch the head coach off guard.

The six peak masters were happy to see this kind of scene. None of them came forward to care about the master, and no one was ready to help. On the contrary, their abilities were weakened above the Mirror Lake, and there was no difference between whether they did it or not. They were bored to make excuses for themselves.

Not only that, the masters living in seclusion on Fangba Mountain, including Qingniu Shangxian, chose to remain silent at this moment when the head sect was killed. I don’t know if they had any opinions about the head sect or were dissatisfied with the current system in Shushan.

In short, the head of Shushan, who was as high as the sky, was isolated and helpless with the back of Shushan, who raised him. Instead, it was the person who was besieged.

This is really a great irony.

Except for those seedlings that have not yet grown up, no one in Shushan supports the head coach.

After realizing this sad fact, Li Yizhi sighed tiredly: "Maybe it should reflect on himself."

There is no wind or wave on the Jinghu Lake. The head teacher stood alone on the edge of the pond, facing Mingxuzi or the entire Shushan. In the eyes of others, he is synonymous with Shushan, but today's impression will be completely changed.

Li Yi was dressed in a cloth dress, except for his long and narrow eyes, and there was no excellence on his body. Those eyes were bright and energetic, and he could vaguely see a Taoist sword hidden deep in it. He was the same age as Yun Lie, but he looked older than Yun Lie who had been immersed in wine for many years. More than thirty years have passed. He was worried about the prosperity of Shushan. Unfortunately, no one could understand and no one!

The wind and waves were swept above the mirror lake, and the "wind" came from the head of the sect. The red fairy aura flew out of the head of the sect like a living thing, traversing in the space, forming a strong wind. Each wind was like a sword energy, full of fierce murderous intent.
Chapter completed!