MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v9 Chapter 18 Sword, born to be sheathed

When Jianxian Ensheng appeared, Master Yun and other immortals stopped at the same place, standing between the cliffs and watching this.

He is one of the strongest cocooners in the world, and one of the most reliant juniors of Qingshan Patriarch.

But the previous generation of immortals did not move, not because of his pride and strength, but because of his identity.

He is an open ancestor with no mercy.

Peng Lang is a disciple of Wu En Men.

Peng Lang carried his sword as a flail, and bowed his head to En Sheng.

Is this looking down at the patriarch?

Seeing this scene, the feelings of the previous generation of immortals were more heavy.

Bowing does not mean obedience, but guilt.

This shows that even if facing the ancestor of his denomination, he will continue to walk up the mountain.

"After reading the book written by Jing Jiu, I realized that so many things have happened in these years, Tianshou Mountain can resurrect, and you have great merit." Jianxian Ensheng said to Peng Lang: "I am very grateful to you, also I admire you very much, but the ancestor has graciousness for me and graciousness for no mercy."

The origin of Wumen is that there is no grace in the world, but people are gracious.

"Of course, more importantly, I think the Patriarch's approach is correct." En Sheng said.

Peng Lang said seriously: "The disciples understand."

En Sheng said: "Come on."

Peng Lang said: "Please ancestors advise."

En Sheng yelled, turned and walked away.

The black coat fluttered, and soon came a few miles away.

He took off his sword and threw it between the hard cliffs, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Peng Lang couldn't use a sword, and naturally he wouldn't use a sword.

The wind moved the floating dust on the ground, hit the cliff, and then slowly drifted back.

Peng Lang looked at the distance, sat down slowly, and then closed his eyes.

Countless sword intents rose up sharply between the cliff walls.

Cloud Master and other immortals who watched not far away changed their expression slightly and avoided the top of the mountain at the fastest speed.

Chen Ya looked at the countless swords between heaven and earth, silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Behind him, the guys around the broken robot did not feel like they were seriously injured and kept talking.

Shen Yunbu long ago dismissed the idea of ​​detonating a nuclear power furnace and Chen Ya, and so did Tong Yan.

It is the same as Su Ziye watching Peng Lang flying with the corpse dog into the solar system.

They knew that Peng Lang was very strong, but they did not expect him to be so strong.

"Who do you think can win?"

"Peng Lang is afraid that it is already the end of a strong crossbow, and they are all repaired swordsmen without grace. I am afraid that this battle is a bit dangerous."

"En Sheng gave up his sword, and he looks handsome! It's the guy I admire."

"Yes, Peng Lang's odds are greater now."

"How are they going to fight this game?"

"Don't you see sword intentions everywhere?"

"Alas?"

"Alas?"

Whether it was Shen Yunbu or Qiao Niang, even Yuan Qu and Yushan both exclaimed, Tong Yan's brows were just lightened and thickened again, very tight.

It is not difficult for Kendo to reach the state of En Sheng and Peng Lang, so that the sword will fill the world, but it is obviously not so simple at the moment. The stones between the cliffs, the things in the old human buildings covered with a thin layer of gray in the distance, and the sparse dry ice clouds in the sky are changing with the sword.

The rocks between the cliffs rolled and pointed at a distance with a relatively sharp corner.

The dry ice cloud is drawn into filaments, like a sword string.

The same is true of the installations in those human buildings.

They have seen similar pictures once and know what it means.

Yuan Qu was shocked and said, "Why does that man do everything?"

Su Ziye said weakly: "The extreme of Qingshan Kendo actually flooded in this world?"

Shen Yun buried said with a sneer: "He is a junior whom the old guy appreciates. What does it mean to teach a few hands in private? It is like Jing Jiu has not taught."

"Yes, Uncle Shi taught Peng Lang in the three thousand courtyards many years ago." Yushan nodded vigorously. "He must be able to do it."

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The ancestors and masters who have no enemies have to compete with Qingshan Sect's swordsmanship?

This sounds ridiculous, but it seems understandable to think about the inextricable relationship between Wu Enmen and Qingshan Sect.

Immortals such as Master Yun, Wudao Daoren and others fell on the cliff and looked into the distance together with Chen Ya.

The sword intentions that permeated between heaven and earth became more and more severe, and even triggered the reaction of the sword array in the solar system.

The dim light that was thrown into Mars from the universe was refracted and twisted by those seemingly essential swords, and the distant sun and ancestor gradually disappeared.

This is the extreme of Qingshan Kendo. When two extremely powerful sword immortals are exhibited at the same time, how much power will they have?

You should know that the outer galaxy, the battle between Xilai and General Li, directly destroyed the asteroid belt.

Looking at this situation, the immortal people's expressions are more dignified.

Master Yun flicked the dust and scattered hundreds of white clouds, protecting the top of the mountain, even covering Tong Yan and others.

Suddenly, the giant sword in the arms of the innocent Dao suddenly buzzed like a bell!

"No," he said solemnly.

Shen Yunbu's voice drifted from behind the cliff: "It's over."

Really talking about the achievements of Qingshan Kendo, he is definitely the tallest among the people in the cliff.

His judgment will definitely not go wrong.

But the sky is full of sword intentions still floating on the desolate surface of Mars, how come it is over?

Gu Zuo stretched out his right hand, and Gu You stretched out his left hand. The hands of the two brothers formed a circle and aimed at something that could not be seen under the cliff.

A slightly blurry picture gradually appeared between the two hands.

Suddenly there was a cry of exclamation.

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Somewhere under the cliff.

Logically speaking, it should be darker here, but it is extremely bright at the moment.

Because of fire.

That is the blood of immortals burning constantly.

Jianxian Ensheng sat cross-legged at the same place, the robotic arm fell far from dozens of feet away, and the golden blood kept pouring from the broken shoulder.

Those golden blood started to burn in the thin space, and also burned in the gravel.

If it is just these flames, it may only illuminate the cliff, but even the sky seems to be illuminated, which means that there are more flames.

Peng Lang stood in front of En Sheng, holding his right hand flat, holding the sword in his hand, pointing at his brow.

This is his first real sword today.

In the previous battle, his sword has been bound by the blue light rope of Qingshan Patriarch, why is he free at this time?

He cut the cyan light rope with that ordinary sword.

Severing is not an easy task, not to mention that the cyan light rope circled twice around his neck.

The blue light rope was broken, and he paid a great price for it.

It was the very deep wound in the neck.

Golden blood flowed from that wound like a waterfall, generating golden flames, illuminating the sky and the earth.

In the golden flame, Peng Lang's ordinary face was so sacred.

The outcome of this sword fight is too tragic.

In fact, the beginning of this sword fight was tragic.

When Jianxian Ensheng used everything and one sword to transform everything on Mars into his own sword.

Peng Lang didn't do anything, but turned his right hand back and slashed towards the blue light cord.

——This action looks really like self-suffering.

If he is a little careless, he may really die under his sword.

He was seriously injured, but did not die, and he held his sword freely again, and then walked towards Ensheng.

Just like that year, Wu En Men closed the mountain, and all the teachers were retreating in the same door, and only he was awake.

He was holding the sword, tirelessly and tirelessly practicing the introductory sword scripture.

When Emperor Xiao came to the palace with autumn leaves, he walked over with the sword in this way, and then stabbed the famous sword slayer with a sword.

Today he also walked in front of En Sheng, and then cut off with a sword and cut off an arm of his own ancestor.

"I didn't expect that you could borrow my everything as a sword, cut yourself, and successfully broke the sword cable of the patriarch."

Ensheng looked at him and said, "I did not expect that you, who seemed calm, would have been so violent and at all costs."

Peng Lang explained seriously: "In the three thousand courtyards, real people told me that the mission of the sword was to shed the sheath. No matter who stopped it, Tiandijun's senior teachers and even the sword's own sheath had to be cut open. "

Many people in Chaotian Continent are guessing, and for many years, Jing Jiu and Peng Lang stayed in the temple for a night. What did he teach this young man?

It turned out to be the essence of the sword.

The sword is to be sheathed.

Otherwise, what is the difference with burning sticks?

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The blood stopped gradually.

The firelight gradually dimmed.

Jianxian Ensheng looked at this junior who had become calm again, and even a little stiff, and said with relief: "You won."

He was pleased that the younger generation was stronger than himself, and even more so that the younger generation used the original meaning of kendo.

Peng Lang is a disciple of Wuenmen. His own true meaning of Kendo is naturally a sword of Wuenmen.

It is not the sword of Qingshan Sect.

Peng Lang did not know how to take this sentence.

Jianxian Ensheng then praised: "Great."

Slightly embarrassed, Peng Lang changed the subject and asked, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

En Sheng looked at him expressionlessly, and the mechanical arm on the ground in the distance raised his middle finger.

Peng Lang scratched his head.

En Sheng said: "Go."

Peng Lang said honestly: "Okay."

Ensheng again said: "If you don't win, you will fall."

Peng Lang said seriously: "No way."

En Sheng was a little surprised and asked, "With your own abilities, didn't you go to the New Queen in Chaotian Continent?"

Peng Lang said embarrassedly: "Yu Zu Shi, that's a family matter."

Not waiting for Ensheng to react, he turned around and stepped into the air, and went to the top of the mountain.

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A snapping sound.

Peng Lang's feet fell on the ground.

Then his body shook.

Whether it sounded on the floor or was not stable, it showed that he was really going to die now.

The other guys' injuries are not much lighter than him. Even if Tong Yan can do something, what's the point?

At present, Shen Daxian, He Xiangu and Jian Xian En are seriously injured. Counting the two who were seriously injured by Tong Yan, there are at least eight immortals.

Looking at Peng Lang, who was holding his sword and about to stand unsteadily, the eyes of the immortals showed a respectful expression, and they did not swarm.

After all, it is not Her Majesty.

"How about letting go, this little friend? I just don't want you to destroy the grandmaster's plan. When the big event is over, I will save you with my life."

Master Yun said softly.

Tong Yan looked at the fairy with fluttering air and pale clothes and asked, "Is your Excellency Cloud Master?"

Master Yun said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the juniors in Chaotian mainland still remember me."

Tong Yan said: "When the seniors were retreating outside Daze, they did not know how many beasts were killed, and the people still remember it."

Master Yun said with emotion: "Let's go long."

Suddenly, Chen Ya said with a blank expression: "I know that you are unparalleled in intelligence, what do you want to do, but do you think our predecessors will really be confused by words?"

Tong Yan heard the silence and patted the robot beside him.

Shen Yun buried said angrily: "They have been intoxicated by the old man, what can I do?"

Seeing that the defeat is no longer irreversible, people like Tong Yan and Shen Yunbu naturally have to think of a thief's method.

The easiest of course is to provoke disputes between these predecessors.

"This..." Peng Lang said embarrassedly: "I haven't finished playing yet."

Su Ziye took a breath and said, "Can you still fight?"

Peng Lang looked at Chen Ya and said, "You attacked me just now, I want to call back."

Chen Ya looked at him blankly and said, "Are you really a worldly swordsman, sure you want to die on this desolate planet?"

Between the words, he reached out beyond the cliff.

quietly.

Two truncated cyan light ropes broke into the air and wrapped around his wrist.

At this time, everyone knew that this blue light rope was a magic weapon refined by the Qingshan Patriarch. I didn't expect it to be broken in two, but it could still be used.

Peng Lang's expression became more serious, and he raised his sword and said, "Please."

"All use swords, let me do it."

Suddenly a voice rang on the cliff.

No matter who asked, holding the giant sword, he staggered back from the edge of the cliff and walked towards Peng Lang.

Like the Master of Clouds, this irrelevant Taoist is an extremely famous ascending person on the heavenly continent. The most famous deed is the sword-slicing Nanying.

The Southern Warbler is the bloodline of ancient ancient beasts. Although it is not as far as the pure bloodline of the Unicorn and Canglong, the fierceness is not weak.

At that time, the Southern Warbler ran rampant across the southern part of the sky. Numerous humans died under its wings. No matter what the Taoist heard about it, Yu Jian flew away from Qiwu Mountain, and the sword was cut off when Chaoyang first rose.

If you don't count the Canglong who died in the hands of the Hades, this Southern Warbler is the ancient beast that died in the hands of the monks.

He is absolutely qualified to fight Peng Lang.

The wind between the cliffs gradually floated with the footsteps of the innocent Taoist.

The gravel moved slightly.

Mars' atmosphere is thin, and the wind is extremely small. At this time, the wind and the gravel that were flicked came from his sword.

A few steps away, without asking the Taoist, he adjusted his sword to the peak.

At this time he was still dozens of feet away from Peng Lang.

Just past Chen Ya.

The sword suddenly fell.

Go to Chen Ya!

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This sword is really awesome.

With countless fairy spirits.

With endless killing intent.

If Chen Ya is unprepared, he will definitely die under this sword.

A loud noise.

Chen Ya didn't know when he had raised his right hand, and turned into a stone shield, blocking the giant sword.

Click! A crack appeared on the surface of Shi Dun, and a crack appeared in Chen Ya's eyes!

No matter what the people are silent, the immortal energy in the body is continuously poured into the giant sword held by both hands, and they are constantly attacking the stone shield.

There was another loud noise, and Shi Dun shattered suddenly.

No matter who asked, the person was shaken back, spitting out a blood of immortal blood, backhand inserted the giant sword into the ground, and stabilized his figure.

Chen Ya's injuries were much heavier than him, and there were cracks all over his face, like a cobweb, which looked terrifying.

He stared at Wudaodao and said, "Why are you killing me?"

This is the answer everyone wants to know.

Tong Yan and Shen Yunbu are also unclear. There is no room for their separation and promotion. Why do people suddenly turn back without asking?

"Then why do you want to guard against me?" Wu Ren said, looking at Chen Ya with a blank expression.

Yes, why should Chen Ya guard him secretly? Has it long been known that he will attack himself?

Chen Ya was silent for a moment and said, "Are you for Dan?"

"Not bad."

Without asking, the man said with a blank expression: "On the tattered pirate ship, I talk about the past with him in Tianpuxing, just to test you."

Chen Ya was silent for a while and said, "It really is."

The cents had already heard some questions from this conversation, and they were very surprised.

Master Yun looked at Chen Ya Shen Sheng and asked, "Where is Mr. Dan?"

"He should be dead."

Without asking, the person smiled like a cry, and looked at the two black fairy monsters, saying, "Is it your hands?"

Gu You was silent.

Gu Zuo said with apology: "It was an accident, no one thought he would suddenly commit suicide, and we don't want to be like that."

Without asking, the person shook his body slightly and said with a sneer: "But he is still dead!"

"Who said you are dead?"

The ground moved slightly between the cliffs, a crack appeared, and Xiangu broke out of the ground, staring at him and saying.

Her face was pale, in addition to the injury Peng Lang brought her, but also shocked by the news.

Master Yun and several other immortals were also extremely shocked and asked, "What's going on?"

Shou Yuan, a celestial monk who can pass the heavens, can last for more than a thousand years, not to mention the fairy who succeeded in ascension, UU Reading www.uukanshu. As long as there is enough fairy energy in the universe, com can only live for tens of thousands of years. Although no one has lived for such a long time, they have to pay more attention to life and death than ordinary people.

In other words, they do not care about the life and death of ordinary people, but they value the life and death of the same fairy.

When the immortals shocked and asked, no one found that Tong Yan, who was leaning on the robot, suddenly closed his eyes.

He was recalling with his eyes closed.

The electronic repair shop at the Star Gate base.

The **** Temple Star.

He even thought of the internet cafe.

Of course, Mr. Dan’s death has something to do with him.

He opened his eyes and looked at Chen Ya, his eyes calm and cold.

　　

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