“Buzz…”

The monks in the audience were whispering, but the initial contempt and suspicion were gone in their eyes.

Judging from the current situation, it should be that two immortal families are in a row. The other party wants to give Luo Jianshan a memory. This kind of competition between forces on the top of the mountain is enough for them to watch the fun, and it has nothing to do with them.

In the corridor, Bo Yezi stood with his hands behind his back, and the shock in his eyes had already been suppressed, and he opened his mouth to ask:

"Which sect is knocking on Luojian Mountain? From this perspective, you may suffer a loss if you are about half a step up and down the jade stairs."

The higher the level of practice, the fewer the small level, but the difficulty and gap in practice also begin to become one step at a time.

The Jade Level has mastered the magic of souls. Even if it is only the first level of the "Ghost Spirit Realm", it has begun to temper the "yin god" or "human soul" and is entering the realm of gods.

Not to mention the ability to grow for a thousand years, the soul leaves the body, the soul magic, and the ability to survive without the body, the martial arts are just about fighting, and the cultivators in the Gujing Realm will crush the jade level when they hit the half-step of the jade level.

Because the half-step jade level cannot control the power of the soul, and when a person moves, the soul first issues instructions, and the meridian Qi Mansion begins to call on the true qi in the body to accumulate power.

As long as the half-step jade step is thought, the other party can sense actions and intentions in advance by relying on the fluctuations of the soul.

I have reached the Jade Level, suppressing my realm and seeing through my underwear, this gap cannot be made up for by a sword.

Bao Xiangyang was already impressed by the style of this Zuo Jianxian. When he heard the couple talk, he shook his head and said:

"Not necessarily, this sword fairy has two swords, so it can't be used to show off. The other sword has never been used, so there must be something hidden in the box."

The female cultivator Yahe has actually been paying attention to this matter, she frowned and said:

"Sword Yi has come out, what else is hidden? Could it be that the one that has not been unsheathed is an immortal sword?"

"The immortal sword must be the natal sword, how could it be hung on it? Well... it's not accurate..."

If there is such suspicion, there will be no three people in the veranda.

Xue Yuanxia was also suspicious, but the other party had reached the point of "no one falling into Jianshan". No matter how afraid he was, he had to let someone go up to "theory".

Xue Yuanxia's eyes turned toward her side:

"Long cry."

Elder Song, holding the sword, cried and stood up.

The countless monks watching also became restless and knew that this battle was a red-eyed look on Luo Jianshan.

"Sword Yi" is known as "invincible in the same realm", so there must be some people wondering what consequences will happen if two monks in the same realm fight one-on-one.

The sword cultivator on the mountain has long explained that "Sword One" is a must-kill skill for one sword. At the same level, there is only "know and cannot", and there is no difference between strength and weakness.

If you don’t consider the magic weapon of the body protection, whoever takes action will die, and if you take action at the same time, you will die together. Anyway, one of them will die.

Song Changqi and the White-robed Sword Immortal are both sword cultivators. In order to pursue the strongest killing power, they will not put their minds on protection. They just fight against recklessness head-on. If they are not afraid, they will not live, but whoever is afraid will definitely die.

When "Sword Yi" takes action, there is probably not one of the two sword cultivators on the top of the mountain. It is unknown whether the ancestor Xiaoshan can guarantee that nothing will happen.

Seeing Song Chang crying out before, Bao Xiangyang felt a tight heart in his heart. Zuo Ci's Taoist practice would not be taller than Song Chang crying. At most, it was the same state. It was impossible to be scared away. As long as the two fight, even if Luo Jianshan dared not kill anyone, they would not be able to do so.

Although he had no friendship with Luojianshan, Bao Xiangyang was afraid that "Zuo Ci" would die together.

It's a pity that such a domineering sword immortal died in such a place. Bao Xiangyang hesitated for a while and wanted to be a peacemaker, and he was trying to make peace.

But Bao Xiangyang had not made any move yet, and the sunset appeared in the Jianmen between Suju Peak and Hanzhi Peak.

A thousand feet of red clouds fell from the top of the mountain.

A figure came from the rays of light, either slowly or slowly, but suddenly reached above the Panlong Wall.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan is here!

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The update has been added, and the manuscript has disappeared again, alas.
Chapter completed!