The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 248 248. One Yuan Nine Yin Swords
In Zhao Hanfeng's hand, the silver firefly suddenly rose, and an astonishing evil energy condensed on the blade where the long knife was directed.

He has a knife.

It is impossible to discern its body shape.

Zhao Qingtang wasn't worried, the old man hadn't used a knife for so many years, so it was time for him to loosen his muscles and bones, he was strong.

And looking at Lord Han Yuan who seemed to be ready to move, layers of blue mana rippling out of his body, like waves.

But hidden beneath it was a terrifying saber aura and killing intent. It seemed that if he acted recklessly, he would be completely exposed, and even the primordial spirit would be lost.

This is warning, repression, and even disdain.

Under such warnings and suppression, Han Yuan's heart, which has been weak for thousands of years, couldn't help but grow angry.

Obviously, he is the Nine Tribulations Earth Immortal who has survived Nine Tribulations in a row.

Why is it that Zhao Qingtang has such power just after setting foot on the crossing tribulation? There are always very few inheritors of the Yiyuan Dao lineage, and at most there are five or six at the same time, and there are as few as one or two.

But no matter when, every one of them is a character who can kill a hundred with one, kill all over the same realm, and suppress for a lifetime.

Zhao Qingtang is like this, and Zhao Hanfeng is also like this.

And Pei Xihe, the young inner disciple from Kunlun who they valued, also has such potential?

It's a pity that she is already dead, and even the name on the Kunlun Stele has been completely extinguished, and there is no life left. The two masters and apprentices in front of me probably don't know it yet.

The duel between Zhao Hanfeng and Wu Yazi has just begun.

A man of immortal demeanor, dressed in a white Taoist robe, looks like a handsome young man in his early twenties, holding a long sword.

Three lotus flowers burst into petals on the hilt of the sword, and the crimson silk was wrapped around the hilt, against the silver-white sword body that was as cold as icy stone, scorching eyes and dust.

The Immortal Sword is not just this magic weapon, the Immortal Sword.

It is also the name of this sword art.

Tianshu Xianfeng's inheritance of immortal art, the sword technique of banishing immortals, stabbing out with a sword, seems to have an endless momentum like thunder, and it is like lightly sweeping the surface of waves.

Wu Yazi's whole body is full of dusty air, his mind is empty and clear, he really has the charm of an immortal in the sky, with a wave of the sword, the three lotus flowers bloom in the void as if they came to life.

Numerous golden lotuses spread out around the body, and a sword stirred up the general trend of mountains and rivers.

Zhao Hanfeng Yinying was in front of him.

Dao's name is a bit delicate, and his saber technique is not as domineering as Zhao Qingtang's.

The Shangyiyuan Dao has never been static, it is called a first-grade Taoism, and it can even surpass a first-grade, all because of its infinite possibilities.

Unity is the foundation, and those who have mastered the handle of the knife will master their own knife skills in swinging the knife again and again.

And Zhao Hanfeng's.

It is called the One Yuan Nine Yin Knife, the way of Taiyin, using softness to overcome rigidity.

Thousands of cyan-blue saber lights were swung by him.

The body is like an old man, but his posture is unrestrained and unrestrained.

The light of the sword meets the shadow of the sword, and the sun faces the mountains and rivers.

Countless terrifying air waves exploded in the void. This was Kunlun's counterattack to the provocation from the two masters and apprentices. It doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong.

The majestic Great Immortal Gate, the dignity cannot be offended.

Zhao Hanfeng knew, but his heart was even more contemptuous.

It is true that Wu Yazi sees longevity, but in the same realm, there are also differences between high and low.

not enough.

In the eyes of Zhao Qingtang and the others, it seemed that there were only a few short breaths, but Zhao Hanfeng and Wu Yazi had already used their respective Taoist supernatural powers, and the swords collided tens of thousands of times.

They couldn't even catch the afterimages of the grand master's battle, only the roar of the explosion.

In the end, a cyan-blue saber gang, like a swimming cyan-blue flood dragon, landed fiercely on Wu Yazi's body. The knife marks broke through his body, leaving a conspicuous mark on his body.

Wu Yazi's saber energy and the power of the Nine Yins entered his body, like maggots attached to the bones, indelible, the mana in his body was constantly being chopped off and ruthlessly blown away.

Zhao Hanfeng won, and his figure reappeared in front of Zhao Qingtang.

"No teeth, your Banished Immortal Sword is not very good."

Only Zhao Hanfeng dared to meet the Longevity Patriarch so dignifiedly.

And Wu Yazi didn't say much, losing is losing.

Zhao Hanfeng was about to touch that realm.

It's normal for him to lose, and there's nothing shameful about it.

Song Ran really took a deep breath, the master in front of him was even invincible to the ancestor of Tianshu, it was really beyond his cognition.

But if you remain silent at this moment, you will be sorry for your status as suzerain.

"Zhao Zongshi, the name on the Kunlun stele of that female disciple has turned gray and dim, and there is no life left. I, Kunlun, will give her justice for the rest."

"Grandmaster Zhao's strength is unrivaled, and it is hard to find an opponent, but if he insists on humiliating my Kunlun fairy sect, don't blame me, the seven peaks of Kunlun, who are united and united against the enemy."

The name of the little girl on the Kunlun Monument has faded.

Zhao Hanfeng didn't know about this, he always thought that she was a blessing in disguise because she was saved from a desperate situation.

When the Kunlun Monument turned gray, it was a real death.

Although I don't know what method Pei Xihe used to turn death into a living, but how can this method be so simple?
There was a bit of pity and anger in his heart.

"Jiji Waiwai has said so much, but I don't believe that bastard Li Changsheng didn't hear what's happening on our side."

"You guys are fighting for him, but I haven't seen him show up bravely."

It really is.

For a moment, Lord Han Yuan and Song Ranzhen both looked gloomy and displeased.

The old ghost acted arrogantly and recklessly, and finally asked others to clean up the mess for him.

"Since you say that the little girl is dead, I don't believe it, okay, do you dare to admit that there will be no such person as Pei Xihe in Kunlun from now on?"

Zhao Hanfeng's mouth was filled with anger, but also a bit of pity and unacceptable.

Song Ran sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Grandmaster Zhao, it is an unchangeable fact that this disciple named Pei Xihe has died. We will redress her grievances, and we would like to express our condolences to Grandmaster."

Although this little disciple developed a master-student friendship with the foreign sect, and also caused such shameful things as being beaten up, it would indeed be a little displeased from the perspective of the sect, but to her, there was nothing wrong with it.

It is an indisputable fact that Kunlun no longer has Pei Xihe.

"Okay, very good, remember, Kunlun Pei Xihe is dead."

Zhao Hanfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, Zhao Qingtang didn't know why his master laughed so wildly.

Zhao Hanfeng often scolded him as not a clever mind, and finally he was clever for a while.

Kunlun Pei Xihe, dead?

Pei Xihe from Kunlun?

Could it be the little girl?

Zhao Hanfeng snapped.

"Stop them."

Zhao Qingtang held the long knife and stood in front of everyone, even when facing Wu Yazi, he never gave in.

The Kunlun Guardian Sect formation had long been split open by the master and apprentice, and Zhao Hanfeng leaped into it in an instant.

Wu Yazi raised his sword to chase after him, but Ba Yuan's big sword collided with Ban Xian's sword, there was a big gap between Zhao Qingtang's strength, but it is not difficult to delay for a while.

Zhao Hanfeng galloped all the way and finally came to a mountain top.

Very good, Li Changsheng, be a coward, right?

Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed down, and a terrifying knife gangster transformed into a wave of wind.

On the highest point of this fairy peak, there is a fairy mansion clearly written with the word "Li Mansion".

boom!
The long knife slashed straight, and the mountain fell in two.

He raised his head, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Why did Zhao Qingtang act so arrogantly that he dared to challenge Grandmaster Penglai and split his Xianyue Island?

He taught it!
Now Kunlun Pei Xihe is dead, and the little girl who came back is their new descendant of Shangyuan.

(End of this chapter)