The Path Toward Heaven

Liu was ten years old in the practice world, a very famous figure, especially among the younger generation.

He is a natural Taoist species. He was cultivated by the Qingshan sect. He entered Bu Lao Lin, destroyed Yuntai, and killed Luo Huainan by the way. He returned to Qingshan and was sentenced to prison. However, he was acquiesced to leave and became a Mao Zhaizhai. Master Zhu Qiuxiao's self-disciplined disciple, who is also the head of several families, this year took the first place in the May Association's Daoist battle, which is indeed very powerful.

But Kunlun sent the elder Chen Wen. According to the division of the Tiannan realm, he broke the sea decades ago and is extremely powerful. He is far superior to him from any angle. Under the premise of no hope of winning, Liu ten-year-old said so calmly and confidently, it is indeed ridiculous to many people.

It's a bit like Jing Jiu came to the chair under the sight of Qiandao Jiufeng of Qingshan and said, "Come on."

When he finished that sentence, the sword bracelet on his wrist seemed to fall asleep quietly-obviously, Fuji sword did not look at him at all.

Xiao He is also the same, so he knows that he is embarrassed and wants to break the relationship between Liu Shishi and Jing Ji as quickly as possible.

Such a thing of winning across the border often exists only in legends, or in people like Jingjiu.

Chen Wen didn't laugh, knowing that Liu was ten years old and not an ordinary person. It was very difficult to defeat each other, and he could seriously hurt each other. -Yes, although the relationship between Qingshanzong and Kunlun faction has always been bad, he is even more so today. Intentionally wanted to humiliate the other party, but in the final analysis, he did not dare to treat Liu as ten years old.

Xiao He said the sentence seemed ridiculous, but it was really useful.

The entire continent knows that Liu was ten years old and was Jing Jiu's schoolboy.

If the prime minister's concierge can be regarded as a third-ranking official, then the bookboy headed by Qingshan is more important than the elders of ordinary denominations.

Xiao He has retreated into the woods. After fleeing Haizhou City many years ago, she never shot again, and was used to standing behind Liu at the age of ten.

At the age of ten, Liu took a step forward, and the moment the soles contacted the ground, a strong wind whistled and rolled up the green leaves, dancing in the sky.

The stream also spattered and turned into tens of thousands of water drops, like a vortex, quickly rotating around his body.

At the same time, he hurled across the distance to the opposite bank, dozens of feet away.

The dark smoke was mixed with **** flames, gushing out of his fist, and turned into a black dragon, straight into the door of the Kunlun school elder.

Is this the secret magic of Gorefiend?

Feeling the coldness of the forest in the fist wind, Chen Wen looked slightly faint, and found that the young man was stronger than he had calculated.

He grasped the Kunlun School's tactics and turned it into a clear sky, easily avoiding the black smoke, and instantly came into the air, and his backhand fell.

A seemingly simple palm, but covering Qiuyang, turned into a mountain-like shadow, suppressing towards the ground.

It is indeed the Kunlun faction elders who broke the sea.

Such a shocking palm is by no means Liu Liu's tenth year.

Seeing that he was going to be killed, he took a pen-like thing out of his sleeve and drew a stroke into the sky, just like writing.

Wherever I write, there is a rainbow.

The rainbow came very fast, from the ground to hundreds of feet high, it only took an instant, and the color was bright, as if it were not a human thing.

With a soft bang, the rainbow accurately landed on Chen Wen.

No matter how high his level is, this time he can only become the ink thrown out of the pen, quickly regressed, and hit the cliff.

The terrible shock passed from the cliff to the ground, and then to the stream.

The stream splattered, and the still-unsettled vortex became large, and the green leaves flew out like sharp arrows.

The Kunlun disciples evaded one after another, seeming embarrassed.

Chen Wen flew out of the cliff, his hair was pale, his face pale, blood stains were seen on his shirt, and he was even more embarrassed. He was seriously injured.

He stared at Liu at the age of ten, his eyes filled with shock and anger, and he shouted, "Is it the Guanbi pen! How is this possible!"

Guancheng pen is a treasure of Maozhai Town, which is on the same level as the three other dragon tails. It is a magic weapon with a high level in the world and has not appeared for many years.

Where did he think that Bu Qiuxiao would give such an important magic weapon to Liu Shishi, a half-time disciple!

Liu did not answer each other's questions when he was ten years old, took two pills, and quickly recovered his true value. He didn't get the recognition of Guancheng for a long time, and his realm was still not enough. The pen was written in the heavens and the earth, Zhenyuan was exhausted, his face was pale, and he could no longer write a second note.

Chen Wen floated in the sky, a long howl, a sword light followed the howl, and immediately came to the stream.

At the age of ten, Liu moved lightly with his left hand, and the sword bracelet turned into a fuji sword, leaving it empty.

The Fuji sword and the sword light met in the sky, making an extremely crisp sound.

With a light sound, a flying sword appeared on Liu's ten-year-old left shoulder, but this flying sword was cut off by the Fuji sword and failed to penetrate through it, and the blood kept falling.

Chen Wen was even worse, a blood hole appeared in his chest, and blood kept pouring from it.

Fuji sword returned to Liu's ten-year-old side, extremely bright and short-lived, but looked so terrible.

Liu ten years old reached for the broken sword on his shoulder and threw it to the ground.

The broken sword trembled slightly and seemed to want to fly.

A few crackling sounds.

Sword light illuminates the river.

That broken sword was cut into pieces by Fuji sword.

Chen Wen in the sky spurted blood.

Blood fell into the rain.

"What the **** is this sword!"

The flying sword connected to Daoxin was destroyed, and the realm would not be broken. It took years to restore his strength. Chen Wen was frightened and angry, and could no longer control his emotions.

What is this sword, how could it be so sharp, and it was able to chop its fairy flying sword into pieces!

Immediately after, he thought of the rumor after the Battle of the West Sea, and an incredible expression appeared in his eyes, saying, "Is this the Fuji sword?"

As a sword repairer, he naturally knew those famous swords in Qingshan.

Among those famous swords, Fuji sword is the most lethal because it is the sharpest.

Any Jian Xiu who finds himself facing a legendary sword of this kind will have awe in his heart and ...

There is a Guancheng pen of Maozhai, and there is also the Fuji sword of Qingshan Sect ... No wonder you dare to challenge yourself across the border!

Chen Wen was so angry that he stepped on the trance and avoided the ensuing Jianguang extremely dangerously. He came to the side of the stream with a shake of his arms.

A flamingo left his shoulders and rushed towards Liu at the age of ten.

Liu was ten years old and pale, but his eyes were burning with wildfire. He flipped his right hand, and he did not know where to take out a folding fan, and fanned towards the flamingo.

The breeze was very sick, and the flamingo suddenly became smaller, and finally turned into blue smoke, disappeared without trace, but the two sides had already met by the stream. Jian Xiu's most taboo is to be approached by the other side. When he fights, he always keeps the distance between him and the other side, but at this time Chen Wen's Fei Jian has been destroyed and he was seriously injured. He must take this dangerous move.

Liu's ten-year-old situation is not much better. Seeing this is the moment when you die.

Suddenly, a quiet and peaceful breath appeared by the stream.

Hundreds of rosaries arrived silently, forming a barrier, separating Liu ten years old from Chen Wen.

The old monk upstream of the stream announced the sound of the Buddha and said, "Two Taoists, please stop."

The Kunlun disciples all knew the old monk, and knew that the other party was the master of Yuanhua in Tonghua Temple, and the two sides met by chance on this river.

This Huiyuan master has deep Buddhism, but compassion and compassion are jealous, and he is respected by the world and practitioners.

Hearing this sentence, Chen Wen's face was a bit ugly, but he stopped.

At the age of ten, Liu carried too many treasures, and even if he could kill each other, who knew how much he would have to pay.

Liu recalled Fuji sword at the age of ten.

Just then, more than a hundred rosary moved suddenly, blocking all the retreat of Chen Wen!

Chen Wen was pale and felt extremely intense and dangerous. With a clear cry, he asked his disciples to take a shot, while holding his life-saving magic weapon in his hand, he was ready to offer it.

But it's still too late. Who can think of the Master Huiyuan, known for his virtues and virtues, who was preparing to mediate the grievances of both parties, but suddenly shot and killed?

Hundreds of rosary burst at the same time!

The sound of the rumbling is endless, the stream is transpirational and splashing, and then it is burned into blue smoke by the extremely high temperature!

That clear howl suddenly stopped!

The dust fell, Chen Wen was no longer on the bank of the river, and blood and blood were everywhere on the stone and the water, still braving the heat.

The Master Huiyuan had gone under the cliff of hundreds of feet away and disappeared.

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The riverside is extremely quiet.

The slowly flowing stream dilutes the blood on the stone and heads downstream. The sound is so soft that it falls in people's ears, but it is so thrilling.

The faces of the Kunlun disciples were full of horror, and they looked helplessly around the valley and their companions, and did not seem to know what happened.

Liu was ten years old at a loss.

Suddenly, several Kunlun disciples began to cry, and their voices were bleak.

Several swords illuminate the valley. Those Kunlun disciples summoned flying swords and aimed at Liu ten years old. They shouted wildly: "You killed Shibo!"

Xiao He didn't know when he had come to Liu Shishi, waved a barrier, and whispered to Liu Shishi: "Go first."

The previous moment of bewilderment was due to the nature of kindness, but Liu woke up quickly when he was ten years old, and was trained in Bu Lao Lin to let him know that he must never leave like this. He reached out and stopped Xiao He behind, watching the Kunlun disciples said, "This should be a plot by Bu Lao Lin."

Listening to his calm voice, those Kunlun disciples calmed down, thinking about the previous events, and found that they were indeed too weird.

But it's clear that some people don't want Liu to be so easy to break the game.

"But you were once a man of Bu Lao Lin, who knows if you colluded with each other here? If you are really innocent, why not kill the fox monster next to you?"

A cold voice fell from the sky.

Along with this voice was another figure.

In the extremely high sky, near the virtual world, there is a large boat looming, which is the cloud boat of the Zhongzhou school.

That man jumped down from the cloud boat ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Bai Qianjun's people are still in the air, and the wind tunnel formed by the powerful Taoism has hit the river. After asking about the meeting, he has been retreating in Yunmeng Mountain, and his realm has been improved, but his shot is still relentless and violent. Actually, regardless of asking, he will kill Liu at the age of ten.

When Liu was ten, Zhenyuan was exhausted. How could he avoid this wind tunnel?

No one noticed that a flying sword floated out of the cliff somewhere.

That flying sword is very strange. There is no sword light, and the blade's perspective is a touch of gray, like the sky and the cliff.

Even if someone saw the sword with their own eyes, it was easy to think that it was the sky or the cliff.

And the flying sword didn't have any powerful breath, just like a fallen leaf, fluttering weakly in the wind.

The fallen leaves drifted into the wind tunnel, then went up silently, but extremely quickly, into the sky.

Wipe several times.

Bai Qianjun's body appeared more than ten extremely small, but extremely deep cracks!

He groaned back hundreds of feet and landed on a large tree not far from the stream.

The wind blows the treetops.

He followed the ups and downs, and the blood continued to spill.

He stared at the place in the cliff with a somber expression and said, "Zhuo Rusui ... Do you dare to attack!"

The gray flying sword floated back weakly in front of the cliff.

Zhuoru stepped up.

He drew his sword to the stream and looked at Bai Qianjun on the tree. He felt inexplicable and said, "You can't beat me without sneaking attacks."

(End of this chapter)

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