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340. Lianzhen Appears! (Please ask for a monthly ticket)

()Find your way home!

Yangzhou, Danyang County, Nanshan City, this is a city with a population of one million.

There is a second-rate sect called Tianshi Dao, located on Ziwei Mountain in the southwest of the city, backed by the Qingjiang River Basin, overlooking thousands of lights below the mountain.

Late at night fell, dark clouds floated in the sky, quietly covering the bright silver moon.

"Ouch~"

"Roar~" Waves of beast roars resounded in the mountains and forests, constantly echoing between heaven and earth, making the mountains and forests even more mysterious and unpredictable.

A light white mist filled the calm river surface, meandering between the mountains and canyons on both sides of the river. It spread along the end of the field of vision, and the outlines of some mountains were vaguely visible, like giant dragons, crawling on both sides of the river.

The river is deep and deep, as if it were dyed with ink. As the night wind blows, ripples appear on the surface of the river.

Wow...

At this moment, there was a sound of paddling on the calm river surface, and a small black boat sailed slowly from a distance through layers of fog.

A slender figure stood on the bow of the ship. Judging from the voluptuous figure, she was obviously a woman. She wore a bronze mask on her face, leaving only two deep eye holes. She was dressed in black leather armor and a hollow jacket.

Wearing a black gauze skirt and black pointed slender boots, a pair of tall, snow-white legs are looming in the fluttering gauze skirt.

The left hand holds a mysterious purple-red sword. The hilt is hollow, with two pink silver bells inlaid inside, and the scabbard has a complicated and exquisite pattern.

A ray of breeze blew, the silver bell swayed gently, and a pleasant sound came out, slowly filling the river.

A pair of clear and cold eyes quietly overlooked the steep Ziwei Mountain not far away. An ancient and magnificent Taoist temple was looming on the green mountainside.

The Wupeng boat sailed quietly on the river, like a leaf floating in the water, leaving beautiful fishtail-shaped ripples on the water.

The straight green hair flutters in the wind, and the mysterious woman is as still as water, like a stone sculpture, blending into the surrounding night.

Soon, the boat arrived at the foot of Ziwei Mountain near the river.

A steep mountain wall with jagged rocks blocked her path. A hundred feet above it was a winding path up the mountain made of thousands of steps, leading to a quiet place.

Surrounded by green mountains and forests, evergreen all year round, looking around, full of spiritual energy and majestic momentum, it is really the best place to practice martial arts.

The mysterious woman's cold eyes glanced around, paused for a moment, then touched the surface of the boat, and her whole body rose up from the ground, as if a sharp arrow rushed up the cliff.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh...

The slim figure is like a spiritual monkey. As soon as he steps on the strange stone, he jumps up to a height of more than ten feet. It seems as if the wind is blowing under his feet without any stagnation.

In the blink of an eye, he jumped up the cliff three times in succession. His movements were not only graceful and silent, but also extremely fast, revealing the unique beauty and elegance of a woman.

There are many Taoist priests on duty standing on the winding mountain road, all holding long swords and wearing black and white Taoist robes.

There is a Taoist priest standing every ten steps, like a heavily guarded palace, with a post every three steps and a sentry every five steps. Looking up, there are more than a hundred figures standing on the mountain road.

Ziwei Mountain is the core of Tianshi Dao. Those who can stand on this ladder are the most elite disciples of the sect. Without certain strength, they are not qualified to stand here to protect the sect.

These people either had gentle faces, or had sinister faces, or had resolute faces. The mysterious woman who looked down at the entrance of the mountain road as if facing a formidable enemy pulled out the sharp swords behind her, and a tense atmosphere quietly filled the forest.

"Are you one of the Seven Killers, codenamed Lian Zhen?" A middle-aged Taoist priest with a gentle look and a white robe looked down at the other party.

The mysterious woman stared at her opponent coldly, her cold eyes filled with a gleam of coldness, like a cold light hidden in the starry sky.

"I have long received news that Qisha is coming, but I didn't expect it to be a young and beautiful woman!"

The mysterious woman remained silent and let the mountain breeze flutter her robes. She looked very graceful.

"I advise you to kill less, and when you have found your way back, you will find the right place!" said the middle-aged man with a gentle expression. Looking at his majestic aura, with surging true energy all over his body, and bright eyes, he seemed to be a strong man who had broken through to the innate realm.

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The mysterious woman remained unmoved, her calm gaze passing over the middle-aged Taoist priest, then past the hundreds of figures behind him, and finally landed on the magnificent Taoist temple.

A woman faced hundreds of powerful Taoist priests and completely overwhelmed them. Ordinary people would be extremely surprised if they saw this scene.

These Taoist priests knew in their hearts that this woman in black skirt was no ordinary person, she was the feared "Lian Zhen", known as the Seven Kills of the strongest killer organization.

Coming to Tianshi Dao today, he must have a plan. Fortunately, Tianshi Dao received the news in advance, so he posted guards in advance, intending to intercept the opponent here.

When the middle-aged man saw that there was no movement from the other party, he couldn't help but said angrily: "The way of the Heavenly Master, any trespassers will be killed without mercy!"

However, before he finished speaking, the mysterious woman suddenly moved and ran out with a 'swish' without even saying hello.

The whole person was like a wisp of elegant wind, rushing towards the mountain road quickly, and then, a flash of crimson sword light lit up.

Brush, that strange and mysterious sword light attracted everyone's attention.

The middle-aged man secretly thought something was wrong and struck with his sword like lightning.

However, when the two swords collided, the crimson sword light directly cut his sharp sword into two pieces, like cutting a carrot, and passed through the opponent's throat without losing any force.

Poof, a wisp of blood floated in the air. The middle-aged man glared at the stool and struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat: "This is... Jinghong!"

A startling glance, when a man sees a beautiful woman, he will have this special amazing feeling.

But when the middle-aged Taoist priest saw this sword, he felt as if he had seen a legendary beauty who captivated the country and the city. It was extremely stunning.

The mysterious woman killed an innate strong man with just one sword strike. One can imagine how terrifying her strength is.

"kill!"

"Get him!"

When the Taoist priests behind saw the master's uncle fall, they all drew their swords and rushed towards him. For a moment, the sound of killing was loud on the path in the forest.

The mysterious woman's calm gaze suddenly became sharp as a knife, and she walked up step by step.

With a wave of the sword, the air was like a rainbow, and the figure flashed across several feet. The seven Taoist priests covered their necks and made "ho ho" sounds with frightened faces.

The mysterious woman didn't seem to want to waste too much time. She rushed forward quickly, her speed soared, and she turned into an elegant phantom, killing her all the way.

Brush, brush, brush... As streaks of flickering sword light lit up, the Taoist priests fell down one after another, and no one could survive her sword blow.

Her swordsmanship is swift and elegant, and she kills people cleanly without any sloppiness.

Bright red blood flowed down the mountain path and spread to the foot of the mountain.

Countless corpses were strewn across the entire mountain road, and the bloody scene was shocking.

This night was destined to not be a peaceful night.

After about half a stick of incense, the mysterious woman jumped onto the square halfway up the mountain. In front of her sat a young Taoist priest with gray hair and a jade-like complexion.

He is wearing Bagua Taoist robes, with phoenix eyes and green eyebrows, and an elegant expression. He is sitting cross-legged on the ground, with an exquisite jade sword inserted next to him, and a simple wooden box in front of him. He has an air of immortality that makes ordinary people unable to bear it.

Live in admiration.

This is Zhao Yujing, the master of Tianshi Dao. His face looks young, but in fact he is already an innate master who is over a hundred years old.

Zhao Yujing spoke calmly, and his closed eyes opened slightly, as if the sun was rising and shining with golden light.

Ten feet away, a mysterious woman stood on the edge of the steps, holding a sword in her right hand and pointing it diagonally at the ground. Drops of blood flowed down the blade, reflecting a poignant sword light.

"Ranked seventh on the sword list, Jinghong Sword." Zhao Yujing seemed to recognize this divine sword, with a slightly surprised look on his face.

The sword in the hands of the mysterious woman is crimson all over. The sword is three feet and four inches long, with a hollow line in the middle. The whole body is covered with exquisite patterns. There are two grooves at the tip of the sword. It is like a work of art, exquisite and generous.

This sword is called Jinghong. It can cut through gold and jade, and cut iron like mud. When killing someone, the sword's light is like a rainbow, which is so beautiful and dazzling.

When swaying, it looks like a stunning beauty, swaying gracefully. It is praised as the most beautiful sword in the legend.

"Hand over the things!" the mysterious woman shouted coldly, spreading far across the empty square.

Zhao Yujing slowly stood up from the ground, pulled out the jade-white sword beside him, and said with a smile: "Take three moves from me, and the treasure will be yours!"

"A humble gentleman, you are so sanctimonious!" the mysterious woman sneered, her whole body full of true energy, wisps of light blue innate true essence rising around the Jinghong Sword, the sword energy was like a blooming lotus, spreading continuously, and the surging momentum continued.

rising.

Zhao Yujing's calm expression gradually became solemn, and at the same time he encouraged his innate true energy to pour into the jade sword in his hand. A stream of crystal water emerged out of thin air, meandering around the sword blade.

Whoosh! Like a wisp of elegant wind, the figure of the mysterious woman instantly passed through a distance of ten feet, and then a glimmering sword light lit up, quickly stabbing the opponent between the eyebrows.

Zhao Yujing blocked with his sword, and with a clang sound, sparks flew everywhere, and he retreated several feet.

The mysterious woman took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. She flickered left and right, and in an instant she came to the opponent's left side and struck out with her sword.

"Little trick!" Zhao Yujing laughed loudly, and his figure swayed on the spot, like a swimming dragon, quickly avoiding it.

Appearing again, he was at the side and behind the mysterious woman, holding a sharp sword and slashing wildly, like an endless wave, each sword was more terrifying than the last!

Zhao Yujing's sword is sometimes as soft as a breeze, sometimes as fierce as a raging wave, and sometimes as sinister as an undercurrent. It is a combination of hardness and softness, transforming and inheriting each other.

Brush! Brush! Brush! A series of misty sword shadows lit up, and they pushed towards the opponent crazily. They were full of energy and kept making clear sword marks on the hard square.

The mysterious woman stepped several steps like a ghost, and swung her sword to block quickly, like a flower dancing in the wind, elegant and moving.

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