I don't know since when, Xia Qiudong has forgotten his true identity. It seems like he was born with it, and it seems like someone deliberately arranged it.

On the roof not far away, Wei Zigeng's sword energy surged, carrying a majestic sword energy as thick as a piece of steel and crashed towards Ying Jianqiong of the Hanging Sword Pavilion.

"Okay, the younger generation is to be feared, Ying Mou admires him."

Ying Jianqiong holds the sword in front of him, and he will go all out when facing any opponent.

"But just with this sword? Young hero, do you think you look down upon me, Ying, too much?!"

Coming with momentum, Wei Zigeng smiled.

"If the sword alone makes the sword holder famous, then I, Wei Zigeng, don't need this sword!"

The moment he heard these words, Xia Qiudong's expression gradually distorted, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He grinned towards the base of his ears in an unexpected way. He held his forehead with one hand and kept holding the hilt of the sword with the other hand.

, his eyes were bloodshot, blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, he whispered softly, and Jie Jie smiled strangely:

"It turns out it's you! Yes, that's right! It's you, it's you!"

But at this time, because the battle was too intense, no one else noticed.

At the same time, as Wei Zigeng finished speaking, two monstrous swords collided. With the two of them at the center, the surrounding rockery and bluestone ground suddenly shattered and scattered. Sand and gravel were everywhere, the sound of gold and iron clashed, and sparks shot out. In just a moment,

In Kung Fu, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves.

"Young hero is good at martial arts."

Wei Zigeng was gradually losing ground, while Ying Jianqiong was gaining momentum at the moment, and was becoming more courageous as he fought.

I saw the swords in their hands colliding, violent sparks erupting, and tiny ripples in the air layer after layer. Ying Jianqiong waved his backhand, and Wei Zigeng fell towards the bottom of the roof.

In mid-air, Wei Zigeng brushed the delicate gourd on his waist with his two fingers, and a yellow talisman flew out from the mouth of the gourd. He held it between his two fingers and placed it in front of him, and murmured in a deep voice:

"The divine sky is south of the sky, and the spirit of red flames is as urgent as the law!"

A ray of flame flew out from the talisman in Wei Zigeng's hand, and gradually converged in the air to form a fire dragon that was more than ten feet long, spitting flames from its mouth. The air was burned, and a wind curling faintly formed around the fire dragon, supporting Wei Zigeng's falling figure.

"Taishan Guan Shen Xiao Talisman Sect? Do you have any other surprises, young hero?"

There was a hint of surprise in Ying Jianqiong's eyes, and then the surprise turned into excitement. He was so excited about every competition.

The sword flowers in his hand kept on forming, forming a sword energy barrier in front of him. The fire dragon flew from top to bottom towards Ying Jianqiong. It actually grew well in the wind, swelling to three feet and one foot thick. However, even so, the fire dragon it spewed out

The flames still couldn't break through Ying Jianqiong's sword energy barrier, and finally gradually turned into nothingness in front of its barrier.

The Lihuo Talisman in his hand turned into a ball of flying ash. Wei Zigeng waved his hand and stared at Ying Jianqiong on the roof. The latter waved his long sword, and the energy surged out, and the original hot air suddenly recovered.

Qingming, even seems to have the slightest chill.

There was a crazy look in Xia Qiudong's eyes. The red light flashed away, she restrained all her aura, and stared at Wei Zigeng's back.

"Junior sister, senior brother is here to avenge you!"

The evening wind blew by, and Xia Qiudong disappeared in place. At a speed that exceeded everyone's expectations, Wei Zigeng suddenly appeared behind him in the next moment.

"Lord Qianshi, why don't you take action... uh."

Before Wei Zigeng finished speaking, he lowered his head blankly and saw a translucent sword penetrating through his chest. He turned his head in disbelief, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

What appeared in his eyes was the almost distorted face of "Xia Qiudong" and the corners of her mouth that reached to her ears.

"Hehehe, Junior Sister Liu, Senior Brother is here to avenge you!"

Wei Zigeng looked at this face and spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes becoming increasingly ferocious!

Yes, he knows it. Even if Wei Zigeng turns into ashes, he will never forget this expression.

The sword tip protruding from his body, the ferocious expression, and the bloodshot eyes, he recalled them all the time in the past two years, and it almost became a lifelong shadow for him.

"You are...Xia Qingming! Are you not dead?!"

When "Xia Qiudong" heard Wei Zigeng's question, his expression became more ferocious. He slowly raised his head, enjoying the moment.

"Yes! That's right, young shopkeeper, it's me, Xia Qingming. How about it? You're lucky to die at the hands of the same person as that girl!"

When Xu Yue on the side saw this scene, his expression suddenly became crazy, he shouted loudly, and then stood up.

"Zi Geng!"

The surging energy surged, and the scarlet gun tip's red light surged with unprecedented intensity. Hua Yang Fu, who was still confused by the scene in front of him, was shocked when he saw Xu Yue. He put down everything

He was looking down upon him, and using his full strength, the golden body of Maitreya Pure Land Buddha appeared again behind him, and he struck out with a palm towards Xu Yue.

"Get out of here!"

Xu Yue, who was rushing straight towards Wei Zigeng, faced the big Buddhist handprint that covered the sky and the sun, and walked away with a gun. The gun body bent in a strange arc and ejected the whole person.

"ah!"

Another loud shout came, and Xu Yue condensed all his energy into his right fist in mid-air. His energy steamed, burning the surrounding air until it was faintly boiling. When he approached the golden body, he punched it.

When he came out, his fist brought the fiery air towards Huayang Fu.

"Is he a warrior or a monk?!"

Huayang Fu's eyes widened, and the golden body condensed again, with a faint tendency to become a Dharma form, but before that, what he saw in his eyes was Xu Yue's gradually enlarging fist.

There was a "boom" sound, and the fist hit the Dharma image that was about to condense. Then there was a "click" sound, cracks spread all over, and the golden body was penetrated by Xu Yue's punch, turning into countless light fragments and scattering.

"Please Baohulu turn around!"

Twenty immortal-killing flying knives suddenly flew out of the gourd at his waist, and flew towards Xia Qingming under the influence of Xu Yue's thoughts. The light of the knife was faintly and strangely red under the moonlight.

Huayang Fu spit out a mouthful of blood, turned to Ying Jianqiong on the roof and shouted:

"Ying Jianqiong, hurry up, kill the young man named Wei now! Unless he dies, everything will be empty talk!"

After saying that, Huayang Fu also moved towards Wei Zigeng, while Ying Jianqiong on the other side pointed his sword at the crazed Xia Qingming.

"When do I, Ying Jianqiong, need help from others when fighting against others?"

Then he flew away, pointed the tip of his sword directly at Xia Qingming, and said to Huayang Fu:

"Huayang Fu, the favor I had in the Sword Valley of Daohe ended today. But I will kill this person with my sword. If you stop him, you will be the soul of a dead man under my sword!"

Wei Zigeng glanced at the sword in his hand, used his only breath to mobilize his energy, and performed the sword technique with one hand. The Mountain and River Sword in his hand was released and hovered in mid-air, with the tip of the sword pointed at Xia Qingming, in an attempt to end his life with this move.

"I'm afraid you forgot something!"

In an instant, as the sword light and sword energy flew toward Xia Qingming, he took off the black Jiangshan Seal from his waist and knocked it heavily on the ground with a ferocious smile.

"Dang!"

A muffled sound came into everyone's mind like five thunders, and everyone was in a trance.

"A Ying, Su Qier, can't you imagine that our trip to the world has come to an end?!"

Wei Zigeng laughed miserably, losing the sense of heaven and man. The Mountain and River Sword fell to the ground after losing the traction of Qi. The Immortal-Decapitating Flying Dagger that was about to fly above Xia Qingming also lost its agility, and fell one after another with a clanging sound.

Ying Jianqiong seemed to have sensed something at the previous moment. She turned over in the air and landed firmly on the ground. She touched her fists in confusion.

"I can't sense Qi. Is this the final seal of Jiangshan?!"

"Hahaha, kill him. No matter who you are, kill him quickly."

Huayang Fu, who had just condensed his golden body, dissipated again when he entered the range of Jiangshan Seal. He stumbled and fell to the ground. Because of the backlash of cause and effect, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Xia Qingming no longer cared about anything else. He kicked Wei Zigeng in the back. A thick mist of blood suddenly spurted out from Wei Zigeng's chest. He then raised his sword and stabbed Wei Zigeng in the face.

"Don't worry, your sister, father, and the man named Zhou will meet you again soon. It won't take long."

The two completely different expressions of ferocity and excitement were not unexpected on Xia Qingming's face at this moment.

"Don't bother!"

A lazy voice sounded, and at this moment, a gray-white figure suddenly appeared between Xia Qingming and Wei Zigeng. The Jiangshan Seal's isolation from the feelings of heaven and humans was actually useless on this person.

"What?!"

Hua Yang Fu, who was smiling and confident, was suddenly shocked. Xia Qingming's arm holding the sword could not move down at all.

As soon as he appeared, gravel spread out under his feet, followed by a hurricane that blew the surface of the viewing lake several feet high.

After a while, the dust settled, and several people could see the face of the visitor clearly.

Between them was a middle-aged man, wearing a white gown that was about to be washed, with a rosy nose, stubble, and blue boots covered with patches.

"I knew you were following us! I knew you were following us!"

Xu Yue, who fell to the ground, breathed a long sigh of relief at this moment, with anxious tears on his face mixed with the joy of surviving the disaster.

If the person here is not Li Canglan, who is it!

Li Canglan pointed at Wei Zigeng's Tanzhong acupuncture point with one hand and two fingers, and slowly transferred Qi. He held a brand-new sword in front of Xia Qingming, but did not look at him. Instead, he glanced at Xu Yue, with a look on his face that he wanted to be beaten.

smile.

"Hey, do you think it's money?"

Xu Yue was no longer surprised by his irrelevant questions, so he just stood up with both hands and said:

"Forget it, it doesn't matter how much you say!"

When Hua Yangfu saw that this person could ignore the Jiangshan Seal and use Qi Machine without any hindrance within his range, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.
To be continued...