The heavens begin from Pingyang City

"Good sword skills!"

A cry of praise rang out, attracting everyone's attention. It was the little Taoist priest Qing Jing.

As a true disciple of Xuantian Sect, one of the three sects of Taoism, Xuantian Sect's Zhenzong sword technique, Tiandi Taguangyin, is a peerless sword technique at the Dharma body level. Although he failed to understand the true meaning of the sect's exterior sword technique, his sword skills are He was not weak at all. He could clearly sense the power of this sword. The skill of the sword displayed was far above his own, so he subconsciously shouted out.

After finishing speaking, Qingjing realized something was wrong. He showed a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face, moved his lips, and then whispered: "Wait, when I master the true meaning of the sect's outdoor scene-level swordsmanship, it will not be inferior."

Jiang Yao didn't pay attention to everyone's expressions. After returning the long sword to its sheath, he moved his feet and came to the black shadow. He sealed his acupuncture points with his right hand.

He turned around and looked at the crowd and said: "I just withheld my hand. He is still alive. Is there any method you can use to extract information about the Hidden Emperor Castle from him? It can also reduce some risks for us."

Only then did Meng Qi discover that there was a rope hanging down from the stone wall above. It was through this that the black shadow could float and move in the air.

Recalling the bright sword light just now in his mind, he became more and more enthusiastic about the martial arts practice in this world, and he couldn't help but think about his elegant demeanor in the future in white clothes and swordsmanship.

‘Set a goal first, first of all, return to secular life from Shaolin Temple! ’

Just when Meng Qi was thinking wildly, Qi Xia stepped forward and used the sect's thirteen soul-searching skills to obtain the map and various layouts of the Yinhuang Castle from the people in black.

Everyone looked at the map of the Hidden Emperor Castle and various institutions and facilities drawn on the ground through the information obtained from the people in black, and began to discuss the next plan.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanshan looked at Jiang Yao and said, "Brother Jiang, I think you should have at least four orifices opened, right?"

After hearing Zhang Yuanshan's words, the other people also looked at Jiang Yao. Through the sword blow just now, everyone also understood that the opponent was probably the strongest person in their side, but they always felt that there was something wrong with the aura fluctuations in the opponent's body.

"This is about right!"

Jiang Yao said vaguely that he practiced God's Tomb Martial Arts, which was not in the same system as a few others, and it was impossible to make an accurate comparison.

Jiang Yao could only make a rough estimate based on the internal energy fluctuations in a few people's bodies that his current cultivation level should be higher than theirs. As for how many orifices it was equivalent to, it was difficult to estimate.

Moreover, the God's Tomb system is obviously not as complete and powerful as the cultivation system of the First Life World. It is probably a bit weaker at the same level of cultivation, so it is impossible to completely correspond to the realm, and he can only have a rough idea.

After Zhang Yuanshan heard Jiang Yao's words, he continued: "In that case, Brother Jiang, Junior Brother Qingjing and Junior Brother Qi will go to the east side together and strive to rescue the two heroes Ma Lianghan and Tan Wenbo as soon as possible, while Junior Sister Jiang and I, Junior Sister Qi will go to the west side to rescue the remaining two, and finally we will go to the center to meet together. As for Junior Brother Zhending and Master Yanxiang, how about we take care of them too?"

Apart from Jiang Yao, he and Jiang Xiaowei were the strongest people present. Jiang Yao led the two junior brothers, and he and Jiang Xiaowei led Qi Xia together. The two sides were about the same strength, which was just right.

Out of a sense of responsibility, Zhang Yuanshan placed the two burdensome people Zhending on his side so that he could take care of them more conveniently.

Hearing Zhang Yuanshan's words, Jiang Yao smiled and said, "I have no problem."

Seeing Jiang Yao nodding, Zhang Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "In that case, we will seize the time and strive to complete the task as soon as possible."

Just when everyone was about to go to the passages on both sides, black shadows suddenly rushed out from the roads on both sides in front of them. Some of them were holding knives, some swords, and some carrying axes, and they ran towards the crowd.

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Seeing this scene, the aura in Jiang Yao's body surged, and the long knife in his hand was instantly unsheathed. He moved his feet and appeared in front of the man in black.

His long sword cut through the mysterious trajectory, instantly covering half of the black shadows under his sword's power, as if turning a small area into a cruel battlefield, and a heavy sense of war permeated the field, making him The heart trembles.

It was clear that everyone was besieging each other, but the many men in black seemed to be under the impact of thousands of troops. Their minds were trembling, their breathing was stagnant, and their movements were a little slower.

"The true meaning of location-level sword skills."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhiwei and others looked at each other with a look of amazement. The other party had obviously mastered the true meaning of a location-level sword technique.

Although they were amazed in their hearts, everyone did not hesitate at all. The figures moved forward instantly and stood fighting with the remaining men in black.

Zhang Yuanshan drew a circle with his long sword, and used the Tai Chi sword technique of the Zhenwu sect smoothly and smoothly. He swung out the opponent's weapon at will, and then killed one person with a single turn of the long sword; Qi Xia held a water-splitting thorn and swam among the crowd. Walking, his body movements are flexible, but every time he takes a shot, a man in black falls down; Qingjing's sword is majestic, as if there is a majestic sword intention contained in it, like the emperor of heaven coming, it can shock the opponent's mind; Qi Zhengyan's sword skills Rigorous, occasionally using miraculous tricks.

Among them, the most stunning one is Jiang Zhiwei. Her long sword roars like a dragon, but there is a hint of sharpness and conciseness in her graceful elegance. The moment she encounters the man in black, she cuts a man's throat.

But then, Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have lost her strength. Although her sword was as long as a dragon and her various exquisite sword skills were unforgettable, she was unable to kill the man in black again.

When several people took action, Jiang Yao was naturally not idle. He shrouded half of the men in black under the force of his sword, and walked among the crowd as if strolling in a leisurely manner. The sword and the force were in harmony, either fiercely or fiercely. Sharp or simple, all kinds of sword skills are at your fingertips, and every time the sword falls, it leaves the life of a man in black.

Meng Qi next to him looked at the scene in front of him that looked like a martial arts blockbuster, and felt unreal for a moment.

Fortunately, he has experienced time travel and seen the infinite flow space. Meng Qi said that the scene in front of him was just a sprinkle of water, and he came back to his senses instantly.

Then he looked at the graceful postures of several people on the field, and suddenly thought of his future demeanor.

Thinking of this, he looked at Jiang Yao, the strongest among the crowd, and looked at his fierce and fierce figure.

Well, although the style of painting in my mind in the future is that the white clothes beat the snow, the sword is like light, the moonlight is on the body, the silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star, when the matter is over, the clothes are gone, a handsome swordsman who hides his merits and fame. image.

But the image of a cold and arrogant swordsman like Brother Jiang who wears a mysterious robe and carries a long sword at his waist, who can make the whole world pale with one strike, is actually quite good.

Hmm. Both painting styles are pretty good. Which one should I choose?

Just when Meng Qi was deep in thought, a scream suddenly sounded, startling him and interrupting his thoughts.

Meng Qi turned around subconsciously, and happened to see a long sword appearing behind the stone wall where the incense master of the Dajiang Gang was, piercing him and causing blood to flow in bursts.

Meng Qi was startled immediately. Looking at the other party's face twisted in pain, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he quickly left the stone wall without thinking.