"what happened?"

"Supernatural power! This, this is supernatural power!"

"Who is he? What does he want to do? Could it be that he doesn't know the Great Zhou Edict?"

A sword light and cold, shaking thousands of miles, the whole city is in an uproar.

The expressions of several monks in Blue Mountain City changed drastically.

The Great Zhou Edict was of course a great deterrent.

But throughout the ages, there has never been a lack of evil giants who slaughtered the city!

And once such a thing happens, the city slayer will never allow even one person in the city to escape, and the soul will never escape!

There is no chance to even enter the ghost country of Fengdu!

"The sword makes thunder."

Old Confucian Confucian Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at the short-haired Taoist in front of him, who barely concealed his fierce killing intent.

You know, it's for him.

chi chi chi ~~~

The sword light bloomed like a lotus flower, intertwined vertically and horizontally, and it was only a short while, and it had enveloped the huge Blue Mountain City.

The icy killing intent flowed down like a waterfall, filling the inner and outer cities and hundreds of streets.

In an instant, the whole city was silent.

The city of nearly a million people seemed to be frozen, and there was no sound.

Looking at the shadow of the sword, like a **** and a demon.

All silent.

"No, that's not right... This, this is not a thunder call... This is not Lin Baimei."

Hearing the sound of the sword and seeing the light of the sword, Gongyang Yanru was struck by lightning, and the whole person was completely stunned.

He had never seen Lin Baimei, and he had never really seen the Thunder Calling Art, but he knew that Lin Baimei was using the 'Stunning Dragon Saber'.

Could it be that Lin Baimei and Pingbolou are really not the ones who destroyed and mixed together?

Shocked in his heart, he couldn't help but look at his sect master.

Really, really let him say it?

Huhu~

Senhan's chills filled the air, An Qisheng raised his head slowly, no eyes did not affect his vision, his perception was enough to reconstruct in his heart a splendid world that was thousands of times clearer than those of people with intact eyes.

Raising his eyebrows at this time, he could see that the sword light was like a net, chilling like a waterfall, the air was bulging, the dust was rising and falling, and even the horror of many people in the inner and outer cities was also visible one by one.

It also includes the unknown enemy with cold eyes under the lingering sword light.

hum~

It was only then that the formation engraved in the Blue Mountain City formation base slowly emerged, and the pale white light spread from the inner city as the core to all directions.

The light of its formation is straight like concentric circles. The light in the city is still bright, but when it comes out of the inner city, it is almost invisible, only a hazy layer.

The recovery of the formation did not disperse Ling Lie's murderous intent that flooded the inner and outer cities, but many practitioners in the city breathed a sigh of relief.

The formations of the Great Zhou Dynasty were inherited from the distant Great Xia Year, rooted in the earth veins, and had a secret connection with each other.

When a city moves, all cities know it.

If a city is broken, not only Anping Mansion, but also Youzhou City and Northwest Road will be disturbed!

"I heard that after the separation of the 'sage' and the 'king', the Confucian scholars in the line of Confucianism no longer served as officials in Dazhou. For many years, they traveled all over the world, educating the people and repairing the formation method as their own responsibility, but it turned out to be true."

In the lingering sword light, there was a sound like the sound of the sword, but the eyes fell on the old Confucian: "How effective are the formations left over 50,000 years ago to this day? "

What no one can see is that under the sword light, his brows are already wrinkled.

Of all the sects in the world, Confucianism is the most difficult group of people to deal with. This group of Confucian students takes the Master's words as their standard.

The grudges are very clearly remembered.

According to legend, at the end of the Great Xia Dynasty 50,000 years ago, there was a Confucian scholar who repaid Xia En, who was dormant in Great Zhou after the country was destroyed, and even made him the position of the Three Dukes.

After the riots, the Great Zhou Taizu and the founding powers were almost wiped out!

And this extremely ruthless stroke is recorded in the Confucian classics.

Therefore, even he subconsciously did not want to provoke this group of Confucian scholars.

"There are several Jianxiu sects in the Anping Mansion, but they don't have such fierce methods. What school and faction do you come from, why did Yujian come here?"

The old Confucian stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "You dare to commit the ban on the Great Zhou Dynasty, you are not small!"

Jianxiu is a Taoist biography, and its roots can be traced back to the Holy Land "Dao Palace".

This person Yujian can make thunder sound, and the sound can be heard for hundreds of miles. Obviously, he has entered the hall. He can be the head of a sect in ordinary sects. an elder.

Such a person is considered a master even if he looks at the entire Youzhou.

"The Great Zhou Edict, where have I violated it?"

The sound of laughter came from the sword light: "Not to mention that I have not killed one person yet, but what if I killed thousands of people? The people of 'Jingye Si' are not so free!"

Although the Great Zhou Edict did not allow practitioners to urge the city with supernatural powers, if it wasn't for the slaughter of the city and the destruction of the city, it would rarely lead to the "Jingye Si".

"Needless to say......"

He paused slightly before saying, "It was me Pingbolou who beheaded and disobeyed."

"Pingbo Building?"

The old Confucian frowned suddenly.

Da Zhou ruled the country by dividing the feudal feudal lords, the Tao, the state, and the prefecture were clearly distinguished. In theory, even the Tiangangmen, the superior sect, was not qualified to intervene in the affairs of the Anping mansion.

"This fellow Taoist of Pingbo Tower!"

Xu Shi saw that there was a turning point, and someone in the city couldn't hold back and said, "I can't wait to pass through this city, please let my fellow Daoists let go of Jianguang, and let me wait and leave!"

"Ok?"

A humming sound came from the sword light, and the sharp eyes like a sword fell on the person who pronounced it in the sound of 'chi chi' like a tear in the air:

"What is it, you dare to call me a Taoist friend?"

"you!"

The person who spoke only felt that there was a great murderous intention in the light in his eyes, and he was killed in the same place without finishing a word.

Blood splattered the long streets, but the city became more and more deadly.

Everyone stared blankly in the air, the formation trembled, but it didn't seem to be able to stop him from killing people with his gaze.

"How brave!"

The old Confucian complexion suddenly sank, and he was about to speak, but An Qisheng, who had been listening quietly for a long time, had already spoken:

"So it seems that you killed the mixed sect?"

Although it is a question, it is a positive tone, not high-pitched, but it suppresses the shouting and crying in the city, and clearly spreads into the sky.

"Huh? Daoist Hongxuan."

With the sword light lingering around, someone raised his eyebrows, as if he had just discovered it. He looked at An Qisheng with a playful indifference:

"I thought you got some good fortune to be able to hide from my disciples, but it turns out that your cultivation base is completely useless, and you are dying from serious injuries?"

Human breath is not static.

In the event of a huge change, it is also possible to get rid of the lock of the magic treasure hunt.

It was precisely because he discovered this that he was not in a hurry to start, but calmly said to this old Confucian.

Hearing this, An Qisheng's expression was the same as usual, and his tone did not change much. He only glanced at Gong Yangyan with red eyes:

"Sometimes, seeing is not necessarily true, and hearing is more false."

This little old man, however, could no longer bear the hatred in his patience, and his eyes seemed to be dripping blood, staring at the sword light:

"It's you! It's you who killed me! Why, why?!"

"There are not so many things in the world."

In the sword light, the voice of the person who came was deep:

"It's not easy for the old gentleman to repair the formation, and a certain family will not break it without authorization. However, I have chased the murderer for tens of thousands of miles and traveled many places, so the old gentleman will not stop me, right?"

And as soon as it opened, the sword light that filled the city was transpiring like a boiling tide.

The clanging sound resounded through the world for a while.

Stab it!

At the moment when the sword light rang, the formation of the outer city was torn apart, and the formation above the inner city also roared and vibrated, and it seemed that it would not last long.

"No!"

"Spare us, spare us."

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"No! No..."

Cries, screams, and begging for mercy came and went one after another, and the sword light seemed unable to suppress it.

The city was in chaos for a while.

"Lawless!"

The old Confucian complexion sank, and just as he was about to shoot, he heard a long sigh.

"Ok?"

He was shocked and turned back suddenly.

I saw the short-haired Taoist stepping on his feet!

boom!

The old Confucian only felt a flower in front of his eyes, as if he saw an ancient idol among the mountains and valleys, raising his nose and stepping on the ground.

With just one step, the huge Blue Mountain City made a thick and long roar, as if the bronze bell hanging high in an ancient temple was being ringed heavily.

Although its sound is moving, the entire city is shaking and bouncing.

It seems that the earth will be turned over in this step!

The turbulent air waves were transformed into the sky, and together with the long-lasting roar of the earth, it rose into the sky and turned into a huge palm.

Shooting towards the sea of ​​sword light that seems to cover the blue mountain city!

"Damn!"

The old Confucian was startled at first, and then pinched his fingers together, triggering a transformation, turning into thousands of streamers, protecting the residents of the city.

The collision of magical powers is nothing to him, but it is unbearable for ordinary people in this city.

"what?"

Under the roar that seemed to be turned upside down, the person who was surrounded by the sword light finally had a touch of surprise, and immediately turned into a sneer:

"Even if you hide it, you will die today!"

hum~

Between his thoughts, the sword light that filled the sky once again burst out with terrifying rays of light, intertwined with each other, turning into a sword light and silver dragon.

Meet the turbulent airflow that rises from the ground and looks like a handprint.

Boom!

Thousands of collisions make a sound!

The earth-shattering sound of the collision reverberated through the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, the great formation shrouded outside the Blue Mountains City was broken!

The inner and outer cities were full of dust, and large tracts of buildings were swept away by the air waves, tearing like paper.

Countless people fled, wailing and screaming.

woohoo~~~

The wind roared, and the wind was raging.

Qiao Qi'er was very shocked when she pulled the tail of the big donkey to keep herself from being blown away.

Gong Yangyan retreated again and again, and used his supernatural powers to protect the pedestrians in the nearby houses, looking at the sky, his heart trembled.

boom!

The loud roar was only a moment, and the next moment, accompanied by a whine-like sword sound, the sword light dragon was shattered by a single blow.

And the big hand transformed by the invisible air flow did not stop at all. Before the sword light disintegrated, it slapped heavily towards the young man who danced wildly and his complexion changed greatly:

"Count the time, it's almost there."

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ps: only guaranteed coverage of three to four chapters a day. There are a lot of things in the previous edition that can be used, and the content of the previous edition has the words fine-tuning at the back.