The fairy is fierce

The stone path is not long. After turning the corner, there is another small stone room. There is an exit on the opposite side, but it is blocked by a huge stone. The Nether Ancestor just turned back because he could not find a mechanism to remove the huge stone.

At this time, the white-haired Nether Ancestor was running for his life, with no way to go. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of wind behind him, and a murderous aura hit the back of his head:

"Die!"

Zuo Lingquan chased into the stone room, raised his hand and stabbed straight with his sword.

Although it is still the 'Sword One', it is as fast as thunder, but without the support of true energy, this sword is really not shocking, it is just an ordinary stab in the middle.

It is true that the Netherworld Ancestor's spiritual energy was exhausted and his magical powers were limited, but his brain has not become stupid, and his reactions are still at the level of a Jade Realm Immortal.

When he noticed that a soft sword stabbed from behind without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, the Nether Ancestor was stunned for a moment and came to his senses. Without even dodging, he turned around and grabbed the blade directly.

Zuo Lingquan thrust with all his strength, but the sword edge suddenly stopped midway, as if it was piercing hard wood, and it was difficult to make an inch further.

The Mo Yuan Sword is not powered by spiritual energy, so it is stronger than an iron sword. Even if it is supported by spiritual energy, it will be difficult to break through the golden body of the Jade-level Immortal Lord and reach the sky.

The Nether Ancestor grabbed the jet-black sword blade with his bare hands, the skin on his hand was not even broken, and his eyes were like looking at an ant:

"act recklessly."

After saying that, he shot out a palm and hit Zuo Lingquan in the chest.

Bang

Zuo Lingquan was sent flying out and hit the wall at the corner of the stone path with a muffled sound.

Shangguan Lingye was shocked when he saw this, but after taking a closer look, he breathed a sigh of relief. At the fourth level of Linggu, his golden body was impeccable. It was difficult to be hurt by ordinary swords and was harder than the body and most rocks. Zuo Lingquan was half a step into the Netherworld's martial arts. His body is as hard as stone, and he didn't even break the ordinary rocks behind him. How could he be injured?

Sure enough, after Zuo Lingquan was sent flying and hit a rock, he landed smoothly without any abnormalities, except for a slight tightness in his chest, which he was able to resist completely.

Zuo Lingquan stopped, looked at Ancestor Netherworld, and said inexplicably:

"That's it?"

The Nether Ancestor's Qi sea was exhausted and he was seriously injured by lightning. His physical strength was indeed not high enough, but a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. There was a huge gap between the two realms. His physical strength alone was enough to crush Zuo Lingquan to die.

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was still mocking, the Nether Ancestor didn't say much and flew forward to kick Zuo Lingquan again.

The Nether Ancestor is a sorcerer who refines souls. He doesn't even learn martial arts, let alone the lowest level of boxing and kicking skills. Apart from being fast, this kick has no skills at all. It is said to be a bastard boxing.

But as the saying goes, 'one force can defeat ten enemies', Zuo Lingquan was familiar with the moves and routines, but he didn't have the speed or strength to dare to take a direct hit. He relied on his reflexes from long years of martial arts practice and moved to the stone palace in advance.

Boom

There was another muffled sound.

The Nether Ancestor only relied on the physical strength of his seriously injured body. This kick was still terrifying. It kicked cracks into the hard stone wall and shook the entire stone hall.

After the attack failed, the Nether Ancestor rushed into the stone palace again, pursuing Zuo Lingquan with only a pair of unorganized old fists.

Bang bang bang

The fist wind in the stone hall was like a tidal wave, continuous and making several explosions.

Zuo Lingquan was hit with several punches in a row, even if they were not very powerful, but if he was hit too many times, he would gradually feel like his chest and abdomen were shaking.

The monk's golden body is not stained, but not every part of the body is equally hard. For example, the defense of the eyes, throat, crotch, etc. is much weaker.

The Nether Ancestor has never learned boxing or kicking kung fu, but he has been able to cultivate to the level of Jade Immortal. His talent and understanding are absolutely top-notch, and he has hundreds of years of experience to support him. In just ten breaths, he has adapted to the rhythm of fighting with fists and kicks. , no longer relying on strength to act recklessly, but using three dirty tricks such as eye penetration, chokehold, and vaginal leg lifting.

rustle rustle

Bang bang bang

In the dark stone hall, sword light overflowed and fist wind hunted.

Two figures, an old man and a young man, moved around like the wind. The muffled sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard endlessly, and the gravel swept out by the long sword and fist claws splashed all over the ground.

At first, Zuo Lingquan was able to fight back and forth with his more than ten years of martial arts experience, but gradually he began to lose his ability. The main reason was that he was completely unable to break through his defenses. He couldn't even pierce his eyelids with a sword. He received a punch and was almost blinded.

There is such a huge physical difference between the two, so they are just being used as sandbags for training. Zuo Lingquan knew that fighting was meaningless. After fighting for a long time, he could only say:

"Mother, are you resting well?"

Shangguan Lingye was very weak and didn't know how to fight, so he went up to be beaten with Zuo Lingquan. But Zuo Lingquan couldn't hold on any longer, and there was nothing she could do. She gritted her teeth and joined the battle, and landed a flying kick on the back of the Nether Ancestor.

Bang

The physical quality of Shangguan Lingye is not much different from that of the Nether Ancestor. No matter how weak he is, he is still stronger than Zuo Lingquan.

The Nether Ancestor was caught off guard and flew forward, hitting the stone wall riddled with sword marks.

Although he was not injured, the Nether Ancestor also felt suffocated. His body was extremely weak and he kept fighting in this state for a long time. If he met a strong person, it would be over. He no longer fought with the two of them to the death and forced him to force him with one claw. After retreating from Zuo Lingquan, he said coldly:

"See you later."

After saying that, he rushed out of the stone palace and escaped into the dim cave in the blink of an eye, making it difficult to see any traces.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye were in zero condition and had no confidence to stand in a stalemate. Seeing that the Nether Ancestor escaped on his own, they both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Lingquan patted the dust on his robe and said:

"Go out first and fill up your spiritual energy before settling the score with him."

Shangguan Lingye was too weak, so he put his hand on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder and said feebly:

"Let alone settling accounts, he can beat us both to death when he regains half of his Qi Hai. It's more important to save our lives first."

Zuo Lingquan nodded lightly, put away his sword, squatted down and hugged Shangguan Lingye's smooth and round buttocks, then carried her on his back and walked carefully to the other end of the cave.

Maybe it was because his hand was in the wrong place, but Shangguan Lingye frowned slightly even though his heartstrings were tense, but he didn't say anything and just patted Zuo Lingquan's arm with his hand.

"oh."

It was just an unintentional move by Zuo Lingquan. After being reminded, he quickly slid his hand to the crook of his leg...——

The underground cave is not too long. There is a winding road, and the walk to the exit is only two miles.

Zuo Lingquan carried Shangguan Lingye on his back and came to the end of the cave. He saw the light coming from the ground and the raindrops falling from the entrance of the cave, wetting the stone steps leading to the ground.

Hua Hua Hua

boom

Apart from the sound of rain and the occasional muffled thunder, there is nothing else out of the ordinary.

Shangguan Lingye was very cautious. After observing the signs around him and making sure that no formations were arranged, he allowed Zuo Lingquan to slowly walk up the stairs.

Zuo Lingquan poked his head out from the narrow hole, and his hair was quickly wet by the rain. What he saw was a barren grassland and hills with sparse trees, and beyond that was the rainy and foggy sea. The sky and sea were vast and invisible. Anything out of the ordinary.

Ancestor Youhuang also came out from here. There are still footprints on the muddy ground. He walked towards the seaside and disappeared long ago.

Shangguan Lingye could no longer block the rain, so she could only use her golden sleeves to cover their heads. She felt it carefully and frowned:

"This place is so weird. It seems that there is no trace of spiritual energy flowing in the entire world. If it is isolated by the formation, the range is too large."

Zuo Lingquan walked out of the cave, walked along the grass to the seaside, and asked:

"Have we been swept overseas?"

The sea area is extremely vast, and there are indeed many places that have not been touched for thousands of years. Because there is only water, the five elements cannot interact with each other, resulting in the spiritual energy being so thin that it is difficult to support the monks' practice. The monks who do not have enough energy sea reserves will fly out wherever they go. Basically, there is no way to come back. It is called the "death place" by Buddhist practitioners. This is one of the risks of crossing the sea alone.

Shangguan Lingye was not sure whether he was swept to the ends of the earth. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed:

"It's best not, otherwise we will be trapped and die on an isolated island. If we want to go out, we can only swim tens of thousands of miles... I don't want to stay here with you for the rest of my life."

Zuo Lingquan naturally didn't want to either. He still had his wife waiting outside. He jolted slightly, carried Grandma Toffee on his back, and walked quickly to the beach.

There was a thunderstorm in the sky. Shangguan Lingye's phoenix skirt was not waterproof and he was soaked in a short time. The same was true for Zuo Lingquan, who looked quite embarrassed.

Fortunately, the island is not big. After walking for half a quarter of an hour, we reached the seaside with rolling waves.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the beach, looking at the gloomy rain, and found traces of the coastline at the end of his field of vision. Just four or five miles away, some buildings could still be vaguely seen.

When Shangguan Lingye saw this scene, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It's good to be near the land. It probably drifted to some deserted place. It's much safer to go by land than by sea. Let's go there first."

Without saying much, Zuo Lingquan stepped into the seawater until he was waist high, then lay forward and swam towards the distant coast.

Shangguan Lingye lay on his back, and the weight of his body pushed Zuo Lingquan directly into the water to swim, but without the support of spiritual energy, both of them needed to breathe. Zuo Lingquan held it in for a moment and found that it was not possible, so he turned over and changed to Backstroke, with Shangguan Lingye riding on his waist.

This posture was a bit weird. After Shangguan Lingye lowered his head and scanned his eyes, he probably thought it was a bit like some of the movements in "The Jade Tree in the Spring Palace". After thinking about it, he turned over and turned to sit sideways.

Sitting on her belly was Grandma Toffee’s plump buttocks, which felt so ecstatic to the touch.

However, Zuo Lingquan was now too weak to do what he wanted, so he really couldn't care less about swimming hard. After swimming two miles overseas, muscle soreness and fatigue that he had not experienced for many years came back, and he became even hungrier.

Shangguan Lingye knew that Zuo Lingquan could only get out and couldn't maintain her physical strength for long, so she thought about getting into the water and swimming by herself, but before she could move, she discovered a small fishing boat on the sea in the distance.

With each other's safety uncertain, the two of them did not want to come into contact with strangers, but Shangguan Lingye's golden phoenix skirt was too conspicuous on the sea. Before the two of them spoke, the fishing boat over there had already noticed it and slowly moved towards it. The edge was drawn over.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't run fast in the water, so he could only stop his movements temporarily, float in the water with Shangguan Lingye, and hold the hilt of the sword.

Hua Hua

Soon, the small awning boat arrived near the two people. The person rowing the boat was a young man wearing a raincoat. He shouted from a distance:

"Don't panic, don't panic, just hold on..."

Judging from the tone of their voices, they thought they had fallen into the water.

Zuo Lingquan did not relax his vigilance. After a closer look, he found that his body movements, complexion and eyes did not look like those of a cultivator. He looked like just a worldly fisherman, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party came to help. Zuo Lingquan couldn't say that he was taking a wild bath when he was soaking in the sea, so he raised his hand and waved.

Young man Lang's skin was very tanned, his face was quite heroic, and a short sword was faintly visible behind his raincoat. He stopped the boat in front of the two of them, sat on the opposite side and pressed down on the boat to prevent Zuo Lingquan from overturning the boat when he climbed up. He said strangely:

"Why did you two go into the sea on a rainy day? This is a life-threatening matter..."

At this point, the young man looked at the phoenix skirt on Shangguan Lingye's body. He was shocked by the stunning face. He opened his mouth in a daze and hesitated to speak.

Zuo Lingquan quickly climbed onto the awning boat, then turned around and pulled Shangguan Lingye up:

"I accidentally fell into the water and drifted here. Thank you little brother."

The young man looked away from Shangguan Lingye's face and looked at Zuo Lingquan. He was startled again and asked tentatively:

"The two of you don't look like locals. Could they be wealthy people who escaped from the south?"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't explain the origin, so he followed the words and said, "That's about it. After the ship arrived here, the wind and waves were too strong and it sank. I don't know where this place is."

The young man was not surprised by this. He rowed the famous boat to the shore, shook his head and said:

"This is Macheng County, and in front is Macheng Port. The world is too chaotic, and wars are happening everywhere. It's a good thing that people are still here. In troubled times, life is like grass. Many wealthy people in the south have fled, and their lives are gone halfway. Especially for a lady with such outstanding looks, something will definitely happen when she encounters those rebels and bandits, so she’d better change her clothes later..."

As long as the scale of war between secular dynasties is not too large, the Nine Sects will not care. However, the current situation in Jiuzong is stable, and there is no war in the coastal countries. Shangguan Lingye frowned and said:

"We came from overseas, what is the country name here?"

"overseas?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and after glancing at the two of them, he suddenly realized:

"Let me just say, no wonder the clothes are so weird. The country here is supposed to be called Wu, but the dog emperor in the court is a fool. He started rebelling everywhere a few years ago. Now it's a mess. There are people in the south who are claiming to be kings and emperors. There are more than a dozen, and our side is also in chaos, and everyone in the county has almost finished fleeing..."

Shangguan Lingye frowned and recalled. She didn't remember that there was such a place in Jiuzong. The world was so big that she probably went to a remote place in another continent. She wanted to ask which continent this was, but she probably didn't know even the worldly young man. , and didn’t ask any more questions.

After the young man warned for a moment, his eyes fell on the black sword on Zuo Lingquan's waist, and then looked at Zuo Lingquan's hand with a strange look in his eyes.

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years and has been around the world. He knows that young men are looking to see if there are calluses on his hands. The easiest way to distinguish between a swordsman and a young man who is showing off with a sword is to look at his hands.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the young man's right hand and found a callus on the tiger's mouth, and asked curiously:

"Little brother is a martial arts practitioner?"

The young man might have thought that Zuo Lingquan was a kid from a wealthy family, so he felt a little proud when he heard these words and said with a smile:

"When we are born in troubled times, millions of family assets are not as useful as a single skill. Isn't there a saying, 'My neighbors are hoarding food while I practice shooting, and my neighbors are my granaries.' Although it is a joke, most people who have no skills will be killed. We'll starve to death after robbing. But don't worry, I'm a bit of a veteran in the county. I'm nicknamed the "Sword Master of Machengang" and I'm famous for being a chivalrous person who never engages in murder or swindling. "

Zuo Lingquan hadn't been involved in the world for a long time, so he thought it was quite interesting. He cupped his fists and performed a Jianghu salute:

“What a coincidence, I’m Zuo Lengchan, the ‘Sword Immortal of Qinghe County’. I’m quite famous as a knight in my hometown. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

"Huh?!" The young man was stunned, and raised his hands to clasp his fists: "Lu Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you. Brother Zuo dares to call himself a swordsman in a county. This title is quite resounding. I think he has good swordsmanship."

Zuo Lingquan waved his hand gently: "I don't dare to take it seriously, I just have a little understanding."

Lu Chen obviously didn't believe it. After glancing up and down, he continued rowing, but his hand was covered by a raincoat and he held a short sword behind his waist.

choking

Just listen to a clear sword cry.

In a flash of cold light on the awning boat, a jet-black sword blade was placed on the young man's neck.

Lu Chen didn't have time to pull out the sword, and didn't see clearly how Zuo Lingquan started his attack. When he noticed the edge of the sword on his neck, he turned pale with shock and froze on the spot.

Shangguan Lingye leaned on the canopy of the boat and rolled his eyes slightly when he saw this:

"Is it fun to bully children?"

Zuo Lingquan found it quite interesting. He sheathed his sword, shook his head and said:

"Brother Lu is still a bit young. Using a knife with someone and revealing your thoughts before moving your hands and eyes is no different from seeking death. Since you are taking the method of hiding the sword, you have to 'the sword comes out with an edge but no shadow'. To put it bluntly, you can't Let others discover your intention of drawing the sword."

When Zuo Lingquan said this, his hand naturally fell on the hilt of the sword. The next moment, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed and pierced the rain curtain in front of him.

"That's it, push the sword with Qi, and carry Qi with the sword. At the critical moment, your hand shakes, and you can't see the sword coming out of the sheath. The sword has already hit the opponent. If you can do this, you will fight in the whole world without encountering Get on top of your opponent.”

Zuo Lingquan was a fledgling in the spiritual world, but in the secular world, he was a lonely master of swordsmanship seeking defeat. Although this sword was simple, its weight was as heavy as a thousand pieces. It was all learned from the sword in the past.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action. Lu Chen's eyes were full of shock. He stared at the sword in front of him for a long time before he said:

"Brother Zuo, there is something special about your sword. Can a person really practice it to this extent?"

Zuo Lingquan put away his sword and warned him as a visitor:

"As long as you practice hard, you will reach this point sooner or later. Martial arts is a hard skill that requires water to penetrate stone. There is no shortcut, and I can't teach you much."

There was no more contempt in Lu Chen's eyes, and there was a look of admiration in his eyes. He raised his hands and clasped his fists again:

"Teach me a lesson. If I can't catch up with Brother Zuo's sword, I won't be able to sleep well in my life."

Zuo Lingquan smiled and said nothing more...

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