Invincible BOSS System

Tushan Cuiwei, four seasons like spring.

Especially the northwest peaks, the forest gully is the most beautiful, the flying rocks are rugged, the winding paths are quiet and winding.

Zhao Yumeng's back, Ping Ting, is as beautiful as the mountains.

Liu Xiangsong kept looking at the dagger in his hand, his eyes drooping a little, and now the dagger in his hand has been taken away by Zhao Yumeng, but Liu Xiangsong's vision still can only see the direction of the palm, after all, the eyes are cold. Frozen, unable to move.

Liu Xiangsong could only see the footsteps of Zhao Yumeng, drifting away, and soon disappeared into the deep forest.

An angry mood appeared in Liu Xiangsong's eyes.

This is jealousy.

It is a pity that things like jealousy stem from jealousy and are the most useless.

This fire cannot break the ice, and cannot save the fairy Tushanzong Xiangsong who was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Liu Xiangsong had to sulk in his heart.

Why even the Supreme Elder said that my qualifications are not as good as her?

Why is she better than me in everything?

Why should I stay in Tushan Sect and inherit the orthodoxy of the Supreme Elder, but Zhao Yumeng can go out and be happy?

The more Liu Xiangsong thought about it, the more he felt unfair.

She didn't have any emotions or opinions about Zhao Yumeng's relationship with Chen Xinglie. After all, Liu Xiangsong and Chen Xinglie didn't know each other, and they hadn't even seen each other. Naturally, there was no affection for them. What really made Liu Xiangsong dissatisfied was what Shang Qingkong said earlier that she was not as good as Zhao Yumeng...

What point is it incomparable?

Liu Xiangsong refused to accept it at all!

Regardless of this, Zhao Yumeng, after freezing Liu Xiangsong, took the "Sword of Wrath of Winter's Lord", went straight down the mountain and headed for the capital.

Tu Shanzong is less than a hundred miles away from the Great Capital.

Compared with Qingyun City and Tushan, tens of thousands of miles away, this short tens of miles is really very close.

Zhao Yumeng didn't even ride the swan goose war beast of the Tushan Sect, but just walked like this. Only because of the way of walking can calm her mood.

Since practicing "The True Explanation of Red Dust Washing the Sword" taught by Chen Xinglie, Zhao Yumeng is not what it used to be.

Yesteryear.

Zhao Yumeng's heart is like still water, and his sword heart is steady.

Her Nanming is free from the heart of the fire sword, and the lake is like a mirror, without any waves.

At that time, only clearness and coldness could fit Zhao Yumeng's martial arts path.

But that was before.

Now Zhao Yumeng has abandoned Nanming Lihuo Jianxin, and instead practiced "The True Explanation of the Red Sword Washing Sword". He wants to wash his own kendo in the midst of the red dust, and wash away the lead and bloom!

Disturbance in the red dust.

It's always upsetting.

Zhao Yumeng does not hate the turmoil stemming from Chen Xinglie.

She just wanted to see if there was lightning and thunder in the capital tonight, heavy rain covered the sky, and sword energy rose, went straight into the void, and cut the dragon with one sword... When these things happened, whether Chen Xinglie was injured and whether he was safe. Stable and stable.

A few dozen miles away.

In the world of martial arts, this distance is not long.

Although Zhao Yumeng was worried, he was not in a hurry. After all, when Chen Xinglie cut the dragon with a sword, Zhao Yumeng was also watching the battle with a telescope, knowing that the real dragon flew back into the dragon gate, and even the dragon gate disappeared.

This means that Chen Xinglie must have won.

Zhao Yumeng's only doubt was whether Chen Xinglie won a complete victory or a miserable victory in this fierce battle.

"Hopefully win."

Zhao Yumeng thought so in his heart, and wings were already growing behind him.

This is a pair of wings made of flames. At first glance, it looks like the wings of a phoenix when Chen Xinglie blocked the thunder. But if you observe it carefully, it will be different. The wings behind Zhao Yumeng were more mysterious than the wings of the phoenix in the formation.

thump!

Zhao Yumeng flapped his wings and leaped up, like a skylark, galloping up a hundred feet above the ground, and then slapped his wings in the air, reaching a height of one thousand meters, and then spread his wings and glide toward the capital. .

The kilometer altitude is already the limit of Zhao Yumeng.

The martial arts cultivation base did not break through to the land fairyland, even if the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra cultivated by Zhao Yumeng, no matter how mysterious and mysterious, it can only glide in the air. After gliding for a distance of only a hundred miles at most, it will land, and then repeat the old tricks and jump and glide again...

It is rare in the world that the eighth state of martial arts can achieve this.

Compared to the Netherworld Temple, the emptiness technique performed by the Bodhisattva Precepts is many times more subtle.

Not long after Zhao Yumeng flew out, he saw a snow-white war beast, the swan goose, carrying a disciple of the Tushan School, galloping from the direction of the capital.

thump!

Zhao Yumeng's figure flashed and stood in front of Hongyan.

The disciple folded his hands and said, "Senior Sister Yumeng is polite. I'm about to return to the teacher's door to report the news. I wonder if Sister Yumeng has anything to do?"

Zhao Yumeng asked: "What's the news in Beijing?"

The disciple said: "The sky was densely covered with dark clouds, and the thunder was like a dragon, covering the entire capital. However, a sword aura rising in the city shattered the sky full of dark clouds. Even the dragon gate in the starry sky was also repelled by this sword. Sect Master said , This must be Master Chen's shot."

Zhao Yumeng glanced towards the capital and said, "How is Young Master Chen?"

The disciple said, "The Sect Master did not go to Master Chen, and I still don't know what the situation is."

Zhao Yumeng frowned and said, "Why didn't the lord go?"

The disciple knew that Zhao Yumeng had a close relationship with Chen Xinglie, and hurriedly laughed and said, "As soon as Master Chen returned to the capital, he regained the Chen family’s mansion. He must have been busy. The suzerain felt that he should wait two or three days before he took the mansion. Everything is settled down, and then go to visit. If you go now, you may be upset for Young Master Chen. However, according to the news from those imperial spies in the Chen Mansion, Young Master Chen is safe and sound after slaying the dragon with a single sword. , Senior Sister, don’t worry. If Senior Sister has nothing else to do, I’ll go back to Master first."

After slashing the dragon with one sword, he was safe and sound.

Zhao Yumeng let go and nodded.

"Farewell!"

The disciple shook the rein in his hand, and the swan flew away.

Zhao Yumeng gathered his wings and slowly landed on the ground.

At this time, she was not in a hurry.

Just like strolling in the courtyard, stepping towards the capital.

The speed of rushing naturally slowed down.

...

Capital.

Fenghua Street, Chen Mansion.

Chen Xinglie fell to the ground, gathered his wings and scanned the surroundings, and saw everyone kneeling on the ground, especially the imperial spy agents such as Qin Wannian and Duan Wuhuan. They all murmured words, saying something like "Jiangshan Wandai" and "The sun and the moon are immortal." "Such literary rhetoric.

Two brothers Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojie even lit incense candles in front of them and put several fruit plates as offerings.

Only Gongsun Xuanji and Gongsun Xiner, grandson and grandson, were still standing.

Chen Xinglie looked at the people who knelt down and bowed, listening to the words of these people, and immediately understood what these people were doing.

Worship and pray?

A group of illiterate people who have not received compulsory education!

Ignorance!

absurd!

ridiculous!

When there is an update at noon, there is a high probability that it will explode.

Thanks for the rewards of the book friends "With strength as light as a swallow"!