The First Cause of All Realms

The bow opens the full moon, and the arrows shoot out a chain!

How fast was Yang Yu's reaction, in one-tenth of an instant, he had already burst out with blood, activating the True Astral, and under layers of tremendous force, he shot out the Heavenly Will Four Elephant Arrows!

wind!

This archery technique, which has been practiced for the longest time, has not yet reached its completion. Among the four arrows of wind, thunder, rain and lightning, Yang Yu has only realized this arrow.

However, after practicing for many days, his accomplishments in this arrow have almost come to fruition!

Four arrows burst out, faster than sound waves!

Before the ocean could raise his head, the gas explosion couldn't explode, and the four arrows were already wrapped in billowing turbid waves, like a long rainbow running through the sun, falling down.

boom!

The moment he noticed the four arrows of Heaven's Will, Canghai had already sent out his True Gang, Qi and Blood. He wanted to resist the four arrows, and he took the opportunity to use the Hundred Steps Flying Sword to take down this one.

However, what he didn't expect was that these four arrows that clearly locked him would suddenly turn back in an almost impossible situation!

"This is?!"

Canghai was moved, his pupils contracted, and at this moment, he actually sensed the breath of the Hundred-step Flying Sword.

Hundred-step arrow? !

His heart was shocked, and his eyes were split, and he shouted:

"How brave!"

However, his anger was obviously not faster than the light of the arrows, and it was almost just a glimpse. The four arrows had turned back in unison, and slammed into his flying sword with great force!

boom!

The qi and blood are blended, and the hearts are connected. This collision, it was like a falling thunder exploded in front of me, even if it was a sea, I couldn't help but stunned.

But he was seeing the flying sword that was thrown flying, and the palm of his hand that dived from the air and reached his own flying sword.

"Want to take my flying sword?!"

In an instant, Cang Hai reacted, and regardless of the trauma, he simply let out a long howl:

"cut!"

For this flying sword, he spent half his life trying to push it to the height of Thousand Refinements!

His sharp voice, even a great master or even a Martial Saint, if he dares to reach out and grab it, he can cut off his claws!

However,

Yet again!

Just as he provoked the sword art and was about to swallow the sharp edge, an indescribable force came instantly, isolating his sense of the flying sword.

What? !

Looking at the sky where the air waves whistled and the astral energy rolled away, Cang Hai's mind was blank for a moment: 'My sword! ! ’

"Giving goose feathers for thousands of miles, the gift is light and affectionate. The Canghai Great Swordsman is really cool, so someone Yang has no choice but to be disrespectful!"

The white crane spreads its wings and the air rushes, but it can't stop the sound from swaying.

"you……"

Hearing this, Cang Hai's complexion turned from white to red, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

"Yang Prison!!!"

The roar resounded throughout the city, the sound was like thunder, and it continued for a long time.

Boo!

The white crane chirped.

"So sharp?! This sword, I'm afraid there are thousands of forged..."

On the back of the crane, Yang Yu turned his palm over, and the sword mark was deep enough to see the bone, almost cutting his palm open.

Taking things from the mustard seed space requires real contact, even if there is his own real gang in the middle, it is impossible. Therefore, he took the sword this time, and it is still a color.

However, due to his manipulation of his physique at this time, not a single drop of blood flowed out, and the wound healed most of it in a slow wriggling process, leaving only a strand of sword intent that could not be healed.

"Send a sword for thousands of miles, what a nice person."

Hearing the angry shouts coming from behind, Yang Yu felt relieved, but he didn't have time to entangle with him, because Yu Lingxian fled again.

In this month's chase, he has never really fought against this saint, so he doesn't know what his martial arts are, but his escape skills are truly unparalleled.

Among them, he avoided his Thousand Miles Soul Lock several times, just as at this moment, after a short delay, he had lost the breath of Yu Lingxian.

As a sect that has been hiding in the shadows all the year round, Lianshengjiao's method of hiding and hiding is much more superb than Liumenmen and Jinyiwei.

If it weren't for this, with Yu Fengxian's means, it would not have been impossible for him to catch up with Yu Lingxian for half a year.

But Yang Yu didn't panic, he drove the red-eyed white crane down, and at the same time fed the **** dog an elixir.

With the increase of the level of exchange blood, the warrior can strengthen the body, and the dog can also, and even this kind of strengthening is more immediate and exaggerated than the warrior itself.

A dog's sense of smell is many times higher than that of a human, and its overall sensitivity is beyond imagination, and this **** dog clearly knows where his talent lies.

In the past few months, after the blood energy level has risen, the sense of smell has been chosen to strengthen!

Today, the blood level of this **** dog is only equivalent to 'qi and blood like a tiger', but its sense of smell is enough to smell any smell within twenty miles in an instant!

Yes, any flavor.

Whether it is a thousand or a hundred thousand!

...

...

Disguise disguise, shrink bones and shape, change breath, blind perception, mask smell...

During the run, Yu Lingxian exhausted all the methods taught in the teaching, and did not spare his inner breath, qi and blood, and ran fast.

However, even so, she was still a little uneasy in her heart, wondering if she could hide Yang Beheading, who was smarter than a dog's nose behind her.

She didn't even know where she could go or where she should go...

Whoosh!

In the gust of wind, Yu Lingxian was a little confused, and for a while there was a terrifying illusion that the world was big, but he had nowhere to hide.

The legendary four gods of the six gates, I am afraid that is not the case.

In the past month, she thought that she had escaped the tracking more than once, but the result was that the strongholds were taken everywhere...

In several strongholds in Baizhou, some people even suspected that they had betrayed the sect...

"The Hundred-step Flying Sword of the Great Sword Master Canghai is the only one to walk Longyuan, and with his grandmaster's methods, even if he can't kill this person, at least he can stop one or two?"

Yu Lingxian was a little confused and uncertain.

Where to go?

do you want to go?

In the anxiety and confusion, several days have passed. In these days, she has been out at night, going to crowded places to avoid all possible exposure.

"I haven't seen the red-eyed white crane for three days. Did I really get rid of him?"

Looking at the city of Baizhou that could be seen in the distance, she was startled and hesitated.

"Junior Sister Yu should stay behind!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in her ear.

A beautiful woman in a plain yellow dress turned from a forest and looked at Yu Lingxian, with mockery in surprise:

"I heard that there are masters who have accurately pointed my six bases, and I also found a traitor in Taoism, but it turned out to be the way led by the junior sister!"

"Senior Sister Lin..."

Yu Lingxian stopped and recognized the person, but it was the saintess 'Lin Surong' who was in charge of Baizhou sect affairs.

Lin Surong's words were sharp and suspicious:

"I heard that you took someone to take away your more than 30 strongholds in Qingzhou this year. I still don't believe it. But I don't want to, you came to harm my mother again!"

"..."

Yu Lingxian was unable to defend himself for a while, and was silent for a moment before saying:

"If you say yes, then it is!"

She is not a person who is good at words. Facing this senior sister who has always had a bad relationship with her, she doesn't want to talk anymore, and she is tired physically and mentally.

"The twenty-seven saintess under the old mother's seat, you are the first one who has been taken away from the old nest and has all the strongholds under its jurisdiction. Junior Sister Niu is better than you in such a bad place as Yunzhou!"

Lin Surong snorted coldly.

Before he finished speaking, a scolding sound came from a distance: "Grandma's Lin Surong, the old lady's name is Lin Wenjun now! If you dare to call it wrong again, you will tear your mouth off!"

The words fell, dressed in tulle, delicate and charming, but it was Lian Sheng who taught the saintess Lin Wenjun of Yunzhou.

"Senior Sister Lin is here too?"

Seeing her, Yu Lingxian's expression softened, and she barely had the desire to speak.

"Tear my mouth?"

Lin Surong sneered, but did not stimulate her.

"Junior Sister Yu, how long has it been since we said goodbye last time, why are you so miserable?"

Seeing Yu Lingxian with a disgraced face, Lin Wenjun was in a good mood:

"I heard that you were chased and killed for more than a year, I'm really happy..."

"If you were me, it wouldn't be much better!"

Yu Lingxian was annoyed, but she didn't want to argue with them here. She said solemnly, "Let's change the place. This is not the place to talk."

Lin Surong looked at each other and didn't refute. The ridicule was ridiculed. It's always good to have multiple people to help them in what they are going to do this time.

"Let's go back to the main helm. There are not many people at the helm these days, so it is suitable for conversation."

Lin Surong proposed.

"...Let's go somewhere else." Yu Lingxian looked around subconsciously, and always felt that there were eyes staring at her.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, Lin Wenjun laughed directly: "Junior Sister Yu was really scared?"

"That person is no trivial matter."

Yu Lingxian was expressionless.

"It's fine if you don't come. Come, just catch it! I heard that Yang Prison has Dao Fruit in his hand, so I just took a look!"

Lin Surong flicked his fingers and turned to leave.

Yu Lingxian hesitated slightly, but followed.

However, Lin Surong spoke very slowly, but he did not take the two to the main rudder, but found a nearby stronghold to enter. This is a manor built outside the city.

"call!"

It was only at this moment that Yu Lingxian breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.

After the full-term chase, even if she was supplemented with medicinal pills, she was really exhausted.

"A few days ago, my mother had a decree, asking me to summon the masters of the three states..."

Lin Surong glanced at Yu Lingxian:

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid you are not the only one in Qingzhou, Qi Longsheng seems to have died early..."

Yu Lingxian felt a block in his heart, but he couldn't, so he had to talk about him:

"What is the purpose of the old mother's law?"

"The decree is naturally burnt after reading it."

Seeing Yu Lingxian's unconventional expression, Lin Surong became more and more curious. In her mind, this junior sister had never been weak.

Immediately asked:

"Then how good is Yang Prison's martial arts? Can he scare you into such a state? I heard that he once took Wei Zhengxian's palms. Could it be that he is already the master of casting Baijing?"

Lin Wenjun also listened with interest.

Because the Liansheng Cult's stronghold in Qingzhou was almost completely destroyed, they also knew very little about what happened in Qingzhou in the past few years.

"Master..."

Yu Lingxian paused, with a complicated expression:

"He has not yet become a blood furnace..."

"what?"

The two women looked at each other, and both saw each other's astonishment and suspicion:

"Then what's his ability to chase you down to such a situation?"

No wonder the two of them didn't believe it. In fact, if it wasn't for her personal experience, Yu Lingxian wouldn't believe it herself.

Twenty-seven of them are selected from countless people, the most talented baby girl, cultivated with all kinds of precious medicines~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and obtained the old mother's autobiography.

Looking at the world, it is enough to say that the talent is first-class.

That's all for Yu Fengxian, this person is suspected to be from the Zhang family, and he has realized that the invincible Tiangang, Yu Lingxian can't be defeated.

Is there anyone who can hunt him down to such a bleak situation with the same level?

"he……"

Yu Lingxian opened his mouth to speak, and a warning sign suddenly appeared, and the familiar voice came again.

"Does the saint want to use Yang's hand to eradicate her dissidents?"

The sound falls with the wind, and so does the person.

Standing in front of the main room, Yang Yu looked around the three girls in the room with a subtle expression:

"It's not impossible, but you have to pay more!"

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