After the winged villain cut off the head of the white lion, he made a giggle, as if to him, killing was a wonderful thing, with a sharp voice piercing into everyone present's ears.

Some timid people have lost their faces.

The winged villain hugged the knife and circled above Chen Guihua's head. As long as it fell down and turned around, Chen Guihua's head was also in the bag. Looking at the lost Chen Guihua, Thirteen sighed and patted the gourd body. A rope like an ink was pulled out from the mouth of the gourd. The ink rope was like a spirit snake, tied the neck of the winged villain and arrested him back.

"I said that if I take action, I must see blood." Dao Shisan blocked the gourd with a plug, carried the gourd and walked back.

There was no controversy in the end. It was obvious that Dao Thirteen won. If Dao Thirteen was willing, Chen Guihua's head would be easily taken.

In two games, Kongmingfang has won two games. Whether Chen Qingshan and the White Deer Sword Cultivator fight or not, whether it is a loss or a win, there is no dispute about the ownership of Kongmingfang.

After the two battles, the Taoists guarded Kongmingfang.

The Bai Lu people looked ugly. Obviously, this was not the result they expected. If they said they lost to A Gou, they could still accept it, but Dao Shisan's performance was directly beyond their expectations. From the beginning to the end, Dao Shisan was telling the truth, but no one believed it. Even if the facts were established, many Bai Lu people still couldn't accept it.

"So, will you still have to fight in the last battle?" Chen Qingshan asked with a smile. Out of the contributions of Agou and Dao Shisan, Chen Qingshan is very relaxed now.

The White Deer Sword Cultivator came out: "Of course we have to fight. There are some differences between fighting two games and fighting three games. If we can win one game, I, Bai Deer, will still have some face after all."

Chen Qingshan held the sword and walked onto the field: "If you lose three games, it would be more embarrassing than if you lose two games."

"With me here, Bai Lu will not lose this game." The Bai Lu Jian Cultivator said confidently.

"Zheng Fengnian, a sword cultivator in the sword energy realm, please give me advice!" Zheng Fengnian bowed to Chen Qingshan and took off the sword wrapped in white cloth behind him. The white cloth spread out, revealing the shape of the sword, bronze texture, and the shape is simple. This sword is Tai'a at the head of the Bailu Courtyard.

"A half-immortal weapon, don't you Bai Lu feel that it's a bit bullying?" At some point, Hei Lin had already stood above Kongmingfang, and there was a fire furnace under his feet, with the sound of dragons and wolves roaring, and it was circling the beams in the yard without dispersing. Chen Qingshan's dragon blood quality was extremely high. In order to find a medicine to replenish it, Hei Lin even went to the depths of Yunmengze to hunt a seven-level greedy wolf.

The celestial wolf eats all things in this world and also eats a trace of destiny in the dark. The inner elixir has the effect of replacing the destiny. The so-called destiny pill is to use this destiny to replace the destiny of the person who has passed the destiny, blind the secrets of the heavens, and thus change the destiny.

As soon as the black scale stepped on, the furnace turned into a sea of ​​fire and rose to the blue clouds. Two life-tribulation pills appeared around, one black and one white, embracing it into the shape of a yin and yang fish. The fragrance of the pills was everywhere, and both were life-tribulation pills, but their effects were also somewhat different. The black pills were the bloodline, while the white pills were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were

Two life-tribulation pills flew into the Black Scale Palm and surrounded each other. If two small stars were two, the black scales would collect the black pill, and the white pills would automatically fly into Chen Qingshan. Chen Qingshan glanced at the life-tribulation pill floating in front of him, put it away, and then bowed to the Black Scale.

"Senior Black Scale." When Black Scale appeared, whether it was the people from Bailu Academy or the Taoist priests in Kongmingfang, they all bowed to the sky, and even Zhao Yuanhai and the Marquis of White-Clothed were no exception. Black Scale was almost the oldest generation in the Tang Dynasty in terms of qualifications. He could bear such respect.

Black scales stepped down the fire and came to the front: "Take out a half-immortal weapon and fight this kid, you Bailu is willing to give up, or it is shameless."

Zhao Yuanhai and the Baiyi Hou stepped forward together, resisting the pressure brought by Hei Lin. Zhao Yuanhai said, "Senior, I'm joking. For a weapon, if Kongmingfang has a half-immortal weapon, or even an immortal weapon, just take it out and use it. I, Bai Lu, will never complain."

Bai Lu has lost two games, so what's wrong with being shameless?

Obviously, Kongmingfang does not have a half-immortal weapon. Even if Black Scale serves as the guardian dragon elephant of Longhu Mountain, he will not come out to stroll with a half-immortal weapon.

Facing Tai A in Zheng Fengnian's hands, Chen Qingshan didn't feel anything, and even felt a little eager to try. It was because Chen Qingshan's hands were wide, and when facing Tai A, he conveyed a sense of excitement to Chen Qingshan, as if he had seen an opponent, which was something that Chen Qingshan had never felt before.

But Chen Qingshan didn't feel that the world wide still had a hint of hunger in the excitement. It was not that Chen Qingshan felt weak, but that the world wide hid this hunger very well.

The half-immortal weapon Taia is an opponent and a food for the wide world. After washing the sword pool and opening the spirit, the only ones that can compare with the wide world are always the ten immortal weapons in the top ten of the hundreds of soldiers.

Chen Qingshan didn't know about this, and others in this yard didn't know about it.

Zheng Fengnian held Tai'a in his hand, and his eyes were full of confidence: "How is it? Marquis Taiping, I still can't fight this time. Could it be that I am afraid that Taia in my hand will break your sword weapon?"

"My sword weapon has a name, its name is the wide heaven and earth." Chen Qingshan said seriously with his sword, and the wide heaven and earth seemed to feel something, and he made waves of sword sounds.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fengnian became more and more disdainful. His name was wide and he was not even the sword weapon on the Baijian Tuan. How could he compete with Tai A in his hands?

"The world is wide, and the sword weapon of Marquis Taiping has a good name. But I have not heard of this weapon in the Hundred Military Sects. It seems that Marquis' sword weapon is destined to be broken here today." Zheng Fengnian said a little disdainful in his tone.

"The so-called Tai Ah is not among the list of hundreds of soldiers." Chen Qingshan retorted, holding the vastness of the world, and then slashed with one sword. The sword energy was scattered, and the already broken ground became even more messy.

Zheng Fengnian was not polite. After blocking the sword energy that Chen Qingshan swung, he rushed towards Chen Qingshan. The weapons were connected. Chen Qingshan felt that Zheng Fengnian's sword was a bit heavy. Zheng Fengnian practiced the sword technique in the Bailu Academy. This sword technique was created based on Tai A, which means that Tai A sword technique was only available after the Tai A sword first.

Therefore, everything Zheng Fengnian cultivated was to fully exert the power of the Tai A sword. Tai A was a sword weapon and a warship. Therefore, the swords Zheng Fengnian cultivated were all in the same word, and the heavy sword had no edge, and it was not skillful.

Zheng Fengnian's first sword cut Chen Qingshan out, but it was just a screech. Neither Chen Qingshan nor the world was wide, there was no scar.

Retreat is also a way to resolve the force. When the swords and weapons are connected, the force comes, and Chen Qingshan's toes are a little on the ground, slid backwards with Zheng Fengnian's momentum.

Seeing that the sword weapon in Chen Qingshan's hand was not damaged, Zheng Fengnian's pupils shrank, but the sword weapon of the Marquis of Taiping was harder than he thought.

Chen Qingshan didn't know what Zheng Fengnian was thinking, so he turned around for most of the time, stopped castration, and then put his toes on the ground and killed him back.

"Good come!" Zheng Fengnian did not have any gorgeous moves, and he still held Tai'a's sword in his hand. However, he used all his strength to this sword. Heaven and earth hit Tai'a, and a flying sword flew out of Chen Qingshan's sleeve and took Zheng Fengnian's face.

The distance was too close, so Zheng Fengnian had no choice but to avoid it. He spit out a sharp metal and stone energy from his mouth, which brought Chen Qingshan's flying sword away from his trajectory. Zheng Fengnian also practiced the metal and stone energy. This metal and stone energy is usually nourished in the lungs, which can hurt people and protect themselves.

This time, before Chen Qingshan retreated, the red dragon phantom appeared behind him. With a dragon roar, Chen Qingshan clenched his fist on his left arm, and a cannon fist was facing Zheng Fengnian's abdomen. The powerful energy directly penetrated his body, and a hole was made on Zheng Fengnian's clothes on his back.

Chen Qingshan is not only strong in his sword, but also in his soul and body.

This punch directly injured Zheng Fengnian. Chen Qingshan looked at Zheng Fengnian with a smile. Zheng Fengnian's sword was very heavy, but it had fewer changes because of its heavyness, and this became a flaw.

"Do you still want to hit?" Chen Qingshan asked. Chen Qingshan's punch was neither light nor heavy, but it only slightly shocked Zheng Fengnian's heart. If Zheng Fengnian wanted to fight again, the injury would deepen, which would affect his strength.

Zheng Fengnian obviously felt his physical condition and praised: "Marty Taiping is very capable, and the power of this punch is so accurate."

"But the Marquis may have forgotten that it was not me who was powerful, but the sword in my hand." Taia began to emit a bronze light, slowly becoming bigger, and Zheng Fengnian's body also grew muscles from Zheng Fengnian's body, and then covered with bronze armor. Taia turned into a bronze broad sword about a meter wide, as wide as a door panel.

Chen Qingshan looked at Zheng Fengnian. Although he had grown muscles, he also looked a little thin against the backdrop of his height, but his sense of oppression became stronger. Chen Qingshan understood that this was a body that had both flexibility and strength. Zheng Fengnian's bulky shortcomings were compensated for by this body, and the aura on this body was four realms.

However, the bronze human-shaped eyes were less emotional and more indifferent, like a puppet. At this time, Tai A was the master, and Zheng Fengnian was the tool of Tai A sword, and he was also like a sword servant.

Perhaps Zheng Fengnian is no longer Zheng Fengnian at this moment. What Chen Qingshan is facing is Tai A Jian itself, a half-immortal weapon.

Chen Qingshan sighed, with a little annoyed in his eyes. It was not because he was about to face a sword servant in the fourth realm and a semi-immortal weapon representing the ultimate weight. Chen Qingshan was just thinking about a question: when a sword cultivator is controlled by his sword, is he still considered a sword cultivator? He is facing a sword cultivator or his sword.

Chen Qingshan always felt that the sword in the hand of a sword cultivator should have been waved with his will.

Before Zheng Fengnian handed over control of his body, he was a respectable opponent. When he reached the seventh level or even the eighth level, he would no longer be his fault. At that time, it was a competition of Tao, and his skills were no longer enough to allow others to avoid his sword. At that time, his heavy sword could break a Tao.

And when Zheng Fengnian gave up his pride as a sword cultivator and controlled by Ren Tai'a, he might never reach that level again in his life.

Chen Qingshan no longer regards this opponent who has taken the wrong path.

Chen Qingshan looked at the bronze human figure, as if he was looking at a loser. Chen Qingshan was energetic. With this energetic, he could shatter half of the world by wielding the sword in his hand.
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