Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Even Li Sansi has stepped into the Tibetan realm?

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to Overlord.

When Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao entered Ticang, the Overlord had nothing to say. After all, these two were disciples of Bai Yujing.

Into the body, not beyond the Overlord's expectations.

But...why did Li Sansi also enter Ti Zang?

Overlord looked at Li Sansi with disbelief in his eyes.

Previously in the secret realm of Wolongling, the Overlord was stronger than Li Sansi, and Li Sansi hadn't benefited too much. Could a copy of "Lunling Sword Copy" allow Li Sansi to enter Tizang?

The realm that the Overlord pursued so hard, suffered countless beatings, and under the tyranny of the mysterious black shadow, he persisted so hard that he never entered the body, but Li Sansi...how could this guy be one step ahead of him?

The Overlord is unwilling, but it is useless to be unwilling.

Immortal Fate, Immortal Fate... What matters is a fate.

Letting out a breath, Xiang Shaoyun's eyes slightly eased.

He has grown up, and he is no longer the hot-blooded and impulsive bully he used to be.

"Although I'm a step behind, I'm confident that I will eventually catch up with you."

Overlord's eyes were like torches.

Li Sansi was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a wooden sword, and his clothes fluttered. When he saw Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao in the distance, his face froze slightly, especially when he saw Nie Changqing, his face was a little embarrassed.

In the same Tibetan realm, he fought Nie Zhangqing outside Beiluo City, but he was drawn to doubt his life.

After that battle, he also began to reflect on himself, realizing that there should be a problem with his breakthrough method.

Because it was Zhulong who helped him break through, which meant a little coercion, so Li Sansi's strength was weaker than that of Nie Zhangqing, who broke through the shackles by experiencing strength on his own.

At least, there is a slight deficiency in power control.

So, Li Sansi came, he passed through the secret realm of Longmen, crossed the chain bridge and came to the central palace.

In the center of the eight dragon gates, there will be a very powerful master of the secret realm, just like the ancient Qi refiner sleeping in the coffin in the secret realm of Wolongling.

In fact, Li Sansi made a lot of determination to come here.

The main reason is that there are not many places where he can exercise his strength in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Yes, only one Bai Yujing.

Nie Zhangqing had just whipped him up, and it wouldn't be good for him to seek abuse again.

And Bai Yujing and Lu Ping'an.

Li Sansi felt that if he took the challenge, he might... never return.

So, after weighing the pros and cons, he returned to Daozong, stepped into the secret realm of Longmen, crossed the chain bridge, and landed here.

However, he didn't expect that Nie Zhangqing, Ning Zhao and others were also there.

"Okay...what a coincidence."

Li Sansi smiled, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

Nie Zhangqing was wearing a butcher's knife and looked around in a white shirt. He glanced at Li Sansi.

"To challenge the master of the secret realm?"

Nie Changqing asked.

Li Sansi nodded slightly.

"Courage is admirable, the young master said, this ruler's strength is extraordinary..."

Nie Zhangqing said.

Then, he raised his hand and made a gesture of please.

"You first."

Li Sansi's face changed slightly.

To be able to get Lu Ping'an's praise, is it true that the ruler of the physical state in this palace is terrifyingly powerful?

In order to divert the embarrassment, Li Sansi looked at Bawang.

"Overlord, long time no see..."

Li San thought.

He found that the overlord's aura seemed to still exist in the realm of the qi pill, and had not yet entered the body.

Therefore, a little surprised.

This surprise stung Bawang's heart, and Bawang glanced at him indifferently.

"Want to fight?"

The overlord raised his relatives, and the long ax slammed on the shield, and the clanging sound lingered around the palace.

Li Sansi waved his hand, his face was slightly stiff, this overlord...why is it like eating gunpowder?

Ning Zhao ignored them.

With a light tap of the toes on the ground, the white skirt fluttered and shot out, turning into a straight white horse.

She raised the Cicada Wing Sword in her hand and placed it in front of her.

Nie Zhangqing also stepped up to follow, and his hand fell on the handle of the butcher's knife.

The two rushed into the deep palace almost side by side.

Li Sansi let out a breath, Taoist robe Piaoyang also followed.

Overlord clenched his fists tightly, and without hesitation, he took a step forward and stepped into the palace.

Everyone is already a body store.

Only he is not, the Overlord is unwilling.

He wants to use even greater pressure to force himself into the body!

...

The island in the center of the lake, the second floor of the Baiyujing Pavilion.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, burning wine on the nanmu table.

The wine in the pot was buzzing, exuding an intoxicating aroma. I picked up a green plum with chopsticks and put it in the pot. The boiling wine swallowed up the green plum in an instant.

As for Lu Fan, it was the people who sensed the eight dragon gates and formed a group to brush the master in the central palace.

"Overlord...hasn't hidden yet."

"Sure enough, after being enchanted, the Overlord is much stronger than the peak of the ordinary Qi Dan state... The pressure to enter the body is also greater than that of the ordinary Qi Dan peak."

"It's a blessing and a curse."

Lu Fan stirred the wine in the jug with a bamboo tube, scooped out a spoonful, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Then, he narrowed his eyes.

With a bit of interest, he looked at what happened outside the island in the middle of the lake.

...

off the island.

Many Jianghu people stood on the shore, and as time went by, the breath of impatience gradually permeated among these people.

Someone started to get upset and started making noise.

Luo Yue's face was indifferent, and he stood with a knife in his hand. The surrounding soldiers of Beiluo also pressed down their knives to stop these Jianghu people.

Some rogues in the arena seem to feel that something is wrong.

I want to leave.

"Let me go! This Bai Yujing... Is it alright if I don't worship?"

A second-rate warrior in the rivers and lakes was about to leave the lake, but he was stopped and couldn't help shouting.

Luo Yue glanced at the man indifferently.

Although he didn't recognize this person, he could feel the smell of blood from this Jianghu person. Obviously... this Jianghu person was stained with a lot of human life.

And from the gloomy and ferocious look on this person's brow, it can be seen that he must be a ruthless person.

Following the booing of this person.

More and more Jianghu warriors are speaking out.

The calm by the lake was suddenly broken.

"We want to go, why not let us go?"

"Isn't Bai Yujing too bullying? I waited to worship with admiration, but the result was disappointing."

"What kind of cultivator power? It seems to be similar to those sanctimonious sects in the martial arts! They all have the same virtue!"

...

Many people in the rivers and lakes continued to make noise.

Luo Yue looked at these people coldly, maybe some of these Jianghu people sincerely wanted to worship Bai Yujing.

However, most people are here to join in the fun, or to try their luck.

After all, if the world's number one cultivator force can be lucky enough to join it, its status in the martial arts world will be extraordinary.

Even if they joined Bai Yujing and were expelled, they still have something to brag about, and when they go to various places in the future, they will also have the capital to pretend to be powerful, and they will even be regarded as guests of honor by some small aristocratic families, and they will reach the pinnacle of life.

Luo Yue has seen many such people.

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want...Why do you want to be Beiluo City?"

"Where did you become Bai Yujing?"

The flesh on Luo Yue's face trembled.

The next moment, the knife on his waist was pulled violently, and the clanging sound resounded by the lakeside.

The surrounding soldiers also drew their knives.

The warriors immediately exploded, what are they going to do?

However, the battle never broke out.

Luo Yue raised his head, but saw a lone boat floating leisurely on the lake.

At the front of the solitary boat, there is a man in white shirt carrying a pineapple sword box with four swords hidden in the box, sitting on the solitary boat with his hands folded on his chest.

The lone boat is rippling, and the water ripples are drawn to both sides.

Accompanied by the diffuse mist, it seems a bit free and easy and decisive.

"Young master said, if you can land on the island, you can enter Baiyujing."

"However, if you want to go to the island, you have to pass my test."

The guest in white on the lone boat spoke slowly.

His voice overwhelmed the noise, making many people in Jiang Hu slightly startled.

The corner of Luo Yue's mouth twitched, and the knife returned to its sheath.

"The fugitive, kill."

Luo Yue spoke coldly and ruthlessly.

The Jianghu people on the shore trembled inexplicably.

"Are you Bai Yujing's disciple?"

Someone from the rivers and lakes yelled at Jing Yue who was floating on the lone boat.

Jing Yue stood up slowly, put his hands down, and shook his head.

"Not yet."

"However, to win all of you... I will be."

Jing Yue said.

The words fell, as if a pot of hot water suddenly boiled up, and many people in the rivers and lakes almost cursed.

They came to worship Bai Yujing.

In the end, someone came out and said that he was not yet a disciple of Bai Yujing, and that as long as he defeated them, he could become a disciple of Bai Yujing.

Is this using them as stepping stones?

the most important is……

Is this person too crazy?

Here they... there are thousands of warriors.

Not ordinary thousands of soldiers, but thousands of warriors, whose outburst of energy and blood could drown Jing Yue.

"It is said that the disciples of Bai Yujing are crazy, and the master of Bai Yujing is even more crazy..."

"Now, someone who is not even a disciple of Bai Yujing is so crazy!"

Some Jianghu people laughed coldly.

Many people's eyeballs rolled, but they also moved their minds.

If they could kill Jing Yue, or severely injure Jing Yue, they would have something to talk about when they left Beiluo City.

Regardless of whether Jing Yue is a disciple of Bai Yujing or not, when they leave Beiluo, they can declare to the world that they have hurt Bai Yujing's disciples in Beiluo City. In the eyes of aristocratic families in some small places, their status will naturally rise.

Therefore, many people looked at Jing Yue, but they were eager to try.

The lone boat docked.

Jing Yue jumped up the stairs.

Looking at the crowd of more than a thousand warriors, Jing Yue felt the pressure.

This pressure caused an extremely strong urge to turn his head and run away from the bottom of his heart.

When encountering an invincible situation, Jing Yue will burst into this mentality.

He wants to escape, he wants to live.

Jing Yue held down his trembling thigh, and suddenly pinched a piece of flesh. Although it was painful, it eased the fear in his heart a little.

Seeing Jing Yue's appearance, some warriors sneered.

"This man...is his leg shaking from fright?"

"It's worth a thousand, and he's still a warrior. Who does he think he is? Is Baiyu Jinglu safe? It's normal for his legs to be weak from fright."

"I always feel that this person is going to run away the next second when he turns around!"

The warriors laughed.

However, when many people were laughing, they still moved. These people had rich combat experience and their methods were very ruthless.

Pulling out the sword, he greeted Jing Yue's vitals.

These warriors who took the lead took a lot of lives in their hands.

They are fierce and cruel.

Jing Yue let out a breath.

He raised his hand, put his fingers together, and swung it forward violently.

The sword in the sword box suddenly roared out with a clanging sound.

A sword was drawn on the chest of a Jianghu man, and the blood from the opponent's blow flew out.

The flying sword was held in Jing Yue's hand.

There was firmness in his eyes, the young master gave him this opportunity, and he must grasp it well.

Otherwise... these so-called gangsters, the young master can suppress them all by simply dropping a piece on the chessboard, so why bother to let him clean them up.

A thousand warriors, even if they are all second-rate and low-level, for Jing Yue, the pressure is very great.

What's more, among these warriors, there are also some first-class masters and masters!

The sword was hidden in the box, and a handle was unsheathed again.

Jing Yue rushed out with two swords in hand.

He didn't use his spiritual energy, because he knew that once the spiritual energy was exhausted, he could only support himself with physical strength, even if he was a master martial artist, his physical strength could not surpass hundreds or thousands of people.

Therefore, he needs to rationally find a breakthrough.

A group of people from the rivers and lakes rushed forward densely.

Jing Yue twitched the long sword in his hand, and sent several Jianghu people flying, bleeding from his chest.

Many people fell to the ground and wailed.

"You... once turned into a bandit and slaughtered a small village."

suddenly.

Jing Yue raised his sword and blocked a second-rate warrior.

With squinted eyes, he recognized this person, and said coldly.

With a twist of the sword in his hand, he pierced through the warrior's body and nailed him to the ground.

The four swords in the box come out together.

Jing Yue became more and more fierce. Originally, he kept his hands back, but as these people from the rivers and lakes burst out with murderous intent, their moves contained murderous intentions to kill him, and he, Jing Yue...

Naturally, there is no need to hold back.

The four swords were dazzled by him.

Holding two swords in both hands, after piercing through the person, he pulled out two swords from the corpse while tumbling and continued to kill the enemy.

Suddenly.

Jing Yue felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

A master warrior attacked and slashed at the back of Jing Yue's head, intending to kill him with one blow.

Jing Yue turned around, and a ray of spiritual energy was mobilized from the Qi Pill.

Sweep out with a sword.

The grandmaster was swept away, spouting a mouthful of blood in the air.

Jing Yue began to pant.

There are more and more people around.

peripheral.

Luo Yue, who was on guard, looked at the scene, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

Looking at Jing Yue who was overwhelmed by the fierce Jianghu warriors, he was not optimistic.

Jing Yue's strength is much weaker than that of Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao.

His spiritual energy reserve is not high, but only about four or five wisps.

Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, the physical strength will soon be unable to keep up.

This battle... is difficult for Jing Yue.

Jing Yue was panting, his chest felt like a bellows.

Many warriors stared at him fiercely, waving their weapons, almost drowning Jing Yue.

The picture in front of me gradually began to blur and overlap.

That burning village, those fallen corpses, the blood-stained ground...

The cries of countless children and women.

A picture of him like a demon appeared in front of Jing Yue's eyes.

One by one, they ate into his heart, making him a little dazed.

His parents yelled at him to run away, as far as possible, until he survived.

He traveled thousands of miles and fled from West County to South County...

He has been on the run all his life.

In Sword Sect, everyone laughed at his cowardice.

But now, would he still run away?

A sharp pain woke Jing Yue up.

A warrior's face was full of ecstasy. He hurt Jing Yue, and he will win soon!

However, the next moment, Jing Yue swept him away with a sword wrapped in spiritual energy.

Jing Yue leaned on the sword, and he couldn't care less about picking up other swords.

He has been left out on Huxin Island for a long time. Jing Yue knows why, it is because he always wants to escape when he encounters danger. Lu Fan has been slow to let him become a member of Bai Yujing because he is worried about Huxin Island in the future. Encountered a crisis, he Jing Yue was the first to escape.

That feeling of betrayal would disappoint Lu Fan. Instead of being disappointed, it would be better not to give him hope.

However, Lu Fan still gave Jing Yue a chance.

Jing Yue cherished this opportunity very much, and tried his best to prove himself and join Bai Yujing.

He likes Bai Yujing's atmosphere.

He actually regarded Bai Yujing as his home.

On the island, there are Ni Yu who always farts but is good at alchemy, Nie Shuang who works hard to practice boxing and is motivated, the ruthless Ning Zhao, the vicissitudes of Nie Changqing, Yi Yue, Lu Dongxuan, Lu Muping and others...

There is also the mysterious and powerful son, Lu Ping'an.

When Sword Saint Hua Dongliu left, he wanted to take him with him, but Jing Yue refused.

He likes Bai Yujing and likes staying on the island in the middle of the lake.

Leaning on a sword, he looked at these vicious Jianghu people.

Jing Yue suddenly laughed.

This time, he couldn't escape, nor did he want to escape.

He has to face it bravely.

He has to work hard once.

The tip of the sword that touched the ground was pulled out, and it made a tearing sound when it was sharpened with the bluestone.

Jing Yue smiled lightly.

Without hesitation, the white shirt was stained with blood, and rushed towards many warriors, being overwhelmed by the crowd.

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