"Are you alone worthy of wielding this sword?"

As soon as this statement came out, it can be said that the words are not surprising and will never stop.

What kind of character is Duan Jiuyuan? If his mood was disturbed by just one sentence, would he still be the mountain master of the Duan Yao Immortal Sect? How can he develop the Duan Yao Immortal Sect to the current level?

Therefore, Duan Jiuyuan just looked at the visitor coldly, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling!

Zhou Qingmu walked slowly to Duan Jiuyuan, pulled out the sword stuck on the ground, turned to the two elders and whispered softly: "Two seniors, go help the Tang family leader. I can do this guy alone."

"You kid, stop talking arrogantly here!" Before the two old men could say anything, Duan Jiuyuan couldn't help but said angrily.

This guy really doesn't take him seriously!

Hearing this, Zhou Qingmu turned to look at Duan Jiuyuan, chuckled lightly, took out the wine gourd and took a big sip. Others just stood drinking quietly, Duan Jiuyuan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly felt countless sword energy approaching around him.

The two elders looked at each other and nodded. The old man in gray robe said solemnly: "Be careful, little friend!"

After saying that, the two of them stood up from the ground and ducked into the battlefield.

After the two elders joined the team, the situation on the Tang family's side suddenly improved a little.

The head of the Tang family held the little girl beside him and looked at the young man who could exude sword energy just by drinking quietly, with complicated eyes.

Is that young man who first entered the world and was kicked out of the Tang family like this now?

Thinking of this, Tang Wensheng couldn't help but think of his own daughter.

"Where the hell did you come from? Is there a person like you in the Tang family? Can Tang Wensheng do this?" The blood-colored dragon behind Duan Jiuyuan roared, repelling the sword energy that came from behind, and said in a deep voice.

Zhou Qingmu put down the wine gourd and stared at the sword in Duan Jiuyuan's hand. Without answering Duan Jiuyuan's words, he asked softly: "The name of the sword in your hand is Zhenmo?"

"Boy, you have a good eye! What? Do you recognize it?" Duan Jiuyuan gently waved the fairy sword in his hand.

Zhou Qingmu shook his head and chuckled, "That's fine."

"What do you mean?" Duan Jiuyuan's pupils shrank when he heard this and he asked.

Zhou Qingmu didn't say anything, he just gently raised the sword in his hand and slashed out with one stroke.

A boundless sword energy tore towards Duan Jiuyuan in an instant!

In just the blink of an eye, the bloody dragon behind Duan Jiuyuan was chopped into pieces.

Duan Jiuyuan's body trembled and he took a step back, wondering: "Who are you?"

"Do you think that with a fairy sword in your hand, you won't be able to find an opponent in the same realm?" Zhou Qingmu looked at Duan Jiuyuan and said calmly.

Duan Jiuyuan stared at the person in front of him and said nothing.

Zhou Qingmu took a step forward, and the smell of alcohol and sword energy approached at this moment.

"I think you are a swordsman, but your swordsmanship is mediocre. Living in a barbarian land, you dare to be so arrogant with a sword that doesn't belong to you. Who gave you the confidence?" Zhou Qingmu stared at Duan Jiuyuan, with some confusion in his eyes.

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But when these words reached Duan Jiuyuan's ears, they were undoubtedly a provocation to him.

Duan Jiuyuan breathed out a heavy breath. The next moment, he raised the sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhou Qingmu with a sword full of blood!

"I will tell you today, who the hell gave me the confidence!" Duan Jiuyuan roared.

Zhou Qingmu frowned, raised the Immortal Burial Sword in his hand, and swung out the same sword, and countless sword energy fell like rain!

Duan Jiuyuan's sword was broken by Zhou Qingmu's sword in just an instant. The sword in his hand was knocked several feet away by a sword energy, and his shoulder was penetrated by a sword energy. At this time, he was dripping blood.

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In the same situation, it's just a sword.

At this moment, everyone in the field who noticed this had shock in their eyes.

Qian Shaowei, who was seriously injured, struggled to get up from the ground after feeling the power of the powerful sword energy. After seeing the man's face clearly, his eyes were complicated.

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Beside a pool of water hidden deep in the mountainside, there is a girl in green clothes with skin as white as snow sitting on the bluestone, with naked feet, gently stirring the water.

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

That is to say, there is a beautiful woman in the mist and the water of the pond.

As if the girl suddenly felt something, she suddenly turned her head and looked towards the top of the mountain, where she could vaguely see a figure dressed in white.

The girl looked there and smiled for no reason, as if she were a fairy.

Finally, the girl stopped her smile and turned around, looking at herself in the pool. Then she gently picked up a white mask beside her and gently threw it into the water, causing a wave of waves.

On the road of life, you will always encounter many unpredictable things and people who will eventually get together and leave. The people around you may leave tomorrow. The people who left may come back today. When the people you care about finally come back, they will always be there.

It's easy to pass by, and then we don't know when we will see each other again. Sometimes, maybe just taking a look from a distance, then forget about it and keep it in your heart.

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Duan Jiuyuan looked back at the Demon Suppressing Sword, which was knocked away by Zhou Qingmu with just one strike. He turned around and stared at Zhou Qingmu coldly, and said: "Yes, you are very strong, and I am not your opponent. But now that things have reached this point, he

The Tang family would not hesitate to invite someone with your level of cultivation, so there is no reason for me to hide him!"

Zhou Qingmu frowned slightly, not quite understanding, so he was speechless.

Duan Jiuyuan stared deeply at the young man in white in front of him, took a step back, and then stood up! A moment later, he was already standing in the sky.

Zhou Qingmu ignored him at all and walked towards the place where the Demon Suppressing Sword was inserted.

He had tried it before, but his sword control skills alone were unable to shake the sword at all. This also made Zhou Qingmu more curious about this sword than before.

Duan Jiuyuan just glanced at Zhou Qingmu and said nothing. Then, he opened his hands like a roc spreading its wings, and bloody Qi began to flow out from both palms.

"Soul Refining and Blood Sacrifice Formation, open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Duanyao Mountain began to tremble, and the bloody aura began to emerge from everyone on the top of the mountain.

Soon, several people fell to the ground as if they were suddenly dead. Immediately afterwards, many more people did so one after another. Only the right envoy in red and several red-robed protectors survived.

What is strange is that the people who fell to the ground were all disciples of Duanyaoshan.

As soon as they fell to the ground, blood holes began to appear on their bodies, and then their vitality began to disappear quickly. Finally, just like Tang Zhenlou after his death, they turned into withered bones. The same was true for those who died during the war, and their vitality seemed to be taken away.

It was like walking, but it turned into dry bones in an instant.

"People of the Tang family listen to the order and get out!" Tang Wensheng saw this scene and shouted loudly.

The head of the family gave an order, and as long as the people of the Tang family were still standing, they all retreated down the mountain. The red-clothed protectors looked at each other and retreated at the same time. They also didn't understand at this time.

What are they doing now? Only the right envoy in red had complicated eyes. After taking a deep look at Zhou Qingmu, he also retreated.
Chapter completed!