Nine hundred and fortieth chapters sword saint wind is clear
The wilderness in the southwest...
Chen Ying was thinking about watching the back of the leader Dongfang leaving with ease.
For some reason, a familiar feeling suddenly arose in my heart.
However, the information provided by the Oriental Master was too little, and he couldn't figure out whether the fairy martial world that was mixed with Xiaoao World was somewhere he knew.
On the other side, Yue Buqun returned to Huashan and immediately entered a state of crazy cultivation.
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Yue Buqun was inappropriate, Ning Zhongze quietly asked while waiting for the meal.
"Oh, I feel ashamed to speak..."
Facing his closest wife, Yue Buqun did not hide it and sighed and told him about the previous encounter with the leader of the Eastern Sect.
"What, my senior brother met Dongfang Sheng halfway?"
Ning Zhongze was shocked and asked subconsciously: "Senior brother, isn't it okay?"
Although the Eastern Sect Master did not become the number one in the world, his identity as a powerful person was enough to make her afraid or even uneasy.
"It's okay, Chen Ying came in time and stopped Dongfang Sheng!"
Yue Buqun waved his hand and said, "It's just that this guy is too arrogant. He directly asked me and my disciples to leave early, and he faces Dongfang Sheng alone!"
To be honest, his behavior is harmful to the morality of the world, which makes Yue Buqun not in a good mood.
Ning Zong breathed a sigh of relief. It would be fine if the sickle was fine. As for the morality of the world, how could he have the heart to pay attention to it at this time?
Seeing that his wife had no other thoughts, Yue Buqun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said solemnly: "Before, his strength has improved rapidly, and he has also defeated evil powerhouses like Qinghai Yixiao and Baiban Evil God. His mentality is a little drifty!"
"This time I encountered Dongfang Sheng, I realized that my strength was far from enough. I must reach the peak of acquired nature as soon as possible!"
There is no expression afterwards, but Ning Zhong naturally knows the meaning.
Only when it reaches the peak of the acquired nature can the agreement with Chen Ying take effect completely.
He said that he had a gloomy face. Chen Ying, a scattered man, was able to cultivate to the innate realm. The head of the Huashan Sect had to ask for his guidance on how to march into the innate way.
She didn't know that in order to achieve her goal, her senior brother Yue Buqun actually exchanged the Zixia magic skill that could only be practiced by the head of Huashan.
Seeing that Yue Buqun was hit, Ning Zhongze didn't say much, but said, "Senior brother, don't need to be too anxious..."
"Junior sister, how could I not be anxious?"
Yue Buqun smiled bitterly, interrupted Ning Zhongze's words, and said depressedly: "Have you not seen clearly the world of the world right now?"
"If the Huashan Sect wants to rise, I must at least have the peak cultivation level of acquired cultivation, and it is not safe to do so."
"If I want to restore the glory of Mount Hua, I must have innate cultivation, otherwise it will be just a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water!"
Listening to the decisive words of his senior brother, Ning Zhongze was a little lost for a moment.
Although her strength at this time was considered good at the heyday of Huashan, the current situation in the martial arts world is indeed different from the past.
The couple didn't know that their conversation was heard by an old man on Huashan.
"Innate? Chen family? Interesting and interesting..."
The old man chuckled like lightning, and his figure flashed and disappeared.
If the disciples on Mount Hua saw it, they would definitely exclaim that there was a ghost.
Chen Ying, who was still sitting upright on the study chair, had some sense on a whim, as if there was a sharp sword on Mount Hua, speeding towards him at a very shocking speed, sharp and shocking.
For some reason, when he looked at Huashan, he still felt a sense of fear, as if there were some monsters on Huashan.
kindness?
Chen Ying suddenly stood up from the chair with a smile on her face.
Ignoring the people on Zhuangzi, he left Zhuangzi and took a few steps to the place where he intercepted the Eastern Master.
Sudden……
A sword of Qi roared down from the sky, carrying an extremely sharp and terrifying power.
Chen Ying was unmoved, and pointed it out with a light finger in the air, easily dispersing it, and smiled leisurely: "Hunyuan true qi?"
Swallowing...
The next moment, more Qi swords swept towards Chen Ying from all directions.
Each Qi sword is powerful and has a tricky angle that gives him a wonderful feeling that he is unpredictable.
Chen Ying chuckled, pressed down with her palms...
Suddenly, the surrounding area was surging with wind and clouds, like a grand mansion rising from the ground, with endless shouts of silk and bamboo, and magnificent guests gathered.
Huashan basic haircut is full of gold and jade…
Chen Ying's air in a radius of ten feet was twisted and stirred, and all the tricky Qi swords from all directions were isolated from the outside and it was difficult to penetrate the slightest.
At this moment, a light robe figure suddenly appeared, and his whole body was like a sharp sword, with an amazing speed towards Chen Ying.
Before the person arrived, a sword intent that was sharper and more amazing than before came.
"Huashan Sword Saint Feng Qingyang?"
Chen Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly spit out a name that was shocking in the world in the world, but his face was still calm.
Feng Qingyang gave him the feeling like a sword merging with heaven and earth.
However, his aura and sharpness are on the same level as the Oriental Master, and his strength is limited.
Chen Ying smiled gently and stretched out her palm to look forward...
Feng Qingyang's body paused suddenly, and he felt that the scene in front of him changed drastically. A phoenix with a vivid and noble appearance suddenly appeared, spreading its wings and flying slowly, making his spirit a dazed moment.
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not good……
The next moment, Feng Qingyang in Qinglang suddenly woke up, pointed his hands together as a sword, and a sharp and domineering sword of Qi roared.
Buzz...
The flying phoenix nodded slightly, and suddenly swallowed the qi sword that was domineering and many changes, and still flew towards Feng Qingyang with a noble aura.
Huashan’s basic swordsmanship has the Fenglaiyi!
Feng Qingyang in Qingrou was shocked and his right hand suddenly pointed out like a sword.
It is impartial and just above the flying phoenix's head.
The next moment, the green robe Feng Qingyang was as if he was struck by lightning, and his thin and tall body suddenly stopped, and then flew backwards faster than before.
At the same time, an amazing wave of true energy quickly penetrated into the body and spread throughout the body from the Qing Pao Feng Qingyang's fingers.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang's whole body froze...
With a bang, a very innate master fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding and he was so embarrassed.
At this time, the phoenix in Feng Qingyang's eyes had disappeared, and was replaced by a tall young man who was standing in front of him with a smile and looking at the show.
"Your Excellency is very strong, I admire you!"
Feng Qingyang was so angry with the green robe, and said angrily: "You can kill a soldier but not humiliate him. If you have the ability, you will kill me!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, is Sword Saint Feng Qingyang's temper so hot?"
Chen Ying stood still and smiled Lei Ran: "It seems that you are the one who took the lead in the fight. You old man really have the nerve to say that what kind of soldiers can be killed and not humiliated..."