Chapter 640

Chaotian mainland can not share the cold and heat, but it can share the sunset, although it is a fake sunset.

Countless swords are meant to flutter and walk through the imperial city square and go out of the city to chop up the spring light falling in the sky and refract it into a warmer and fire like light.

In the middle of the false sunset, Ping Yongjia sat on the ground with her eyes closed, her face pale, and her body trembled everywhere.

Every time I trembled, an extremely clear and sharp sword came out.

A Piao stood in front of the hall and looked at the picture. His face was even paler than him. The black hair in front of his forehead floated gently in the wind, and his voice trembled slightly.

"What the hell are you doing? This is desperate... "

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The Imperial City array has been launched, like a real mountain, pressing against the old plum garden.

There was a gust of wind in the street outside the old plum garden. The chess stall owners cried and fled everywhere. They didn't know what had happened.

When Liu was ten years old, he stood by the lake and looked at the old nunnery on the other side of the bridge. His body trembled slightly, and his feet had fallen into the land.

But the sword left his wrist and turned into a silver light into the nunnery, but it didn't cut off contact with him. He can clearly perceive what Buer Jian is doing and know that this is the immortal killing sword array put forward by the childe in those years, but... Who do Gu Qing and Ping Yongjia want to kill?

Thinking of these things, he crossed his arms in front of his face and took a step towards the bridge.

Just one step, the bridge collapsed, and then countless scraping sounds sounded, and countless sparks appeared on his arms.

The sword meaning emitted by the immortal killing sword array is too strong. Under the rolling of the Imperial City array, it is like a real flying sword. It can easily cut everything that breaks in.

Just for a moment, the clothes on Liu's 10-year-old arms were cut into pieces. Then, there were many cracks in his clothes.

Just then, he suddenly heard an extremely cold and violent howling in the sky, and then saw two shadows falling on the lake.

Yin Feng fell from the sky and spread her wings like the night. More than ten Zhang long tail feathers turned into real swords, forcibly broke the Imperial City array and flew towards the old plum garden.

When Liu was ten years old, he naturally knew the strength of the Castle Peak garrison. He took back his arms, held the Guan Cheng pen in his sleeve with his right hand, and was about to swing it. He suddenly felt a dark smell like a mountain and a sea in the west of the city... As expected, the ancestor Xuanyin came to Chaoge city.

There was a sound of Sutra outside the old plum garden. Countless petals appeared in the sky, and a pillar of light appeared in the petal rain.

The light column is actually composed of dozens of rays, just like a cage, which accurately sets the Yin Phoenix in the sky.

Yin Feng screamed angrily and wanted to break through the light. She only heard the hissing sound. The colored feathers produced green smoke and brought it extreme pain.

But how can pain stop it!

With the increasingly crazy howling, Yin Feng kept hitting the light!

Boom, boom! The whole Chaoge City heard its voice and felt the terrible vibration from the sky. People came outside in horror and saw the giant bird running in the light column, screaming in horror.

Those people outside the old plum garden had already run away. Countless chessboards fell to the ground and fell apart, and those chesspieces were scattered on the ground.

Zen stood in the middle of the black-and-white chess pieces, barefoot stepped on a handsome man, holding a light mirror in his right hand and aiming at the sky.

The surface of the light mirror has very complicated patterns and many scriptures. It is constantly brightening, emitting countless rays of light and falling into the sky.

With Yin Feng's crazy collision, the light mirror was light and dark, and Zen Zi's face was slightly pale. He said reluctantly, "it's not enough to look at you, but also look at your children. Why?"

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Yin Feng was fixed in the sky by Zen Zi's light mirror. When Liu was ten years old, he naturally knew how to choose. He didn't hesitate to blow to the ground. The black and red devil fire rose and fled to the west of the city.

Old Xuanyin was drinking in the Liting in the west of the city. The green paste in the small porcelain cup held in his left hand was rippling gently, and the round pearl was playing with his right hand. He was quite relaxed.

As an evil devil, it's inconvenient to enter Chaoge city. For safety, he has been guarding outside the city today.

Zhongzhou sect certainly won't take care of today's affairs. Qingshanzong will have a big event today. The really powerful roles in the spiritual world are not there. Taiping immortal plus Yin Feng plus him... Such a lineup is possible to win the Chaoge city. Where will you worry about?

There was a small river not far from the pavilion. The river suddenly boiled. Liu broke out at the age of ten and fell on the bank. Xuanyin was surprised but not worried when he found that the visitor was very young and extraordinary. He put down the wine glass in his left hand and slapped him casually, so he was ready to shoot him to death.

The wind roared, the pavilion collapsed, the sun suddenly darkened, and a black palm print the size of a Buddhist temple came into being in the air, shooting down Liu's ten-year-old head.

When Liu came to the west of the city at the age of ten, he was naturally ready. Whether it was the sword technique of qingshanzong, the Buddha technique of Guocheng temple, or the secret technique of blood demon sect, it was useless. He just waved the Guancheng pen with the righteousness of Maozhai in his chest.

Wow, it was like the wind blowing through the woods, and it was like a big piece of paper, which was fanned everywhere by naughty children. The river flew like an inverted waterfall, and a rainbow came out of the water droplets and greeted the black giant palm.

The black giant palm suddenly broke, and the rainbow waved by Guan Cheng's pen was also invisible. Only the giant wind was still roaring.

Liu's 10-year-old body was like a broken kite flying to Chaoge city several miles away.

After a few breaths, he hit the wall heavily and made a dull noise. Fortunately, he was not irreparably injured. But what kind of person was Xuanyin's ancestor? This seemingly random palm actually hid infinite killing opportunities. The remaining power continued to flow away with the wind and continued to shoot Liu's ten-year-old body.

The willows on the city wall were dim, but the green became deeper.

A figure flashed out, grabbed Liu's 10-year-old left arm, grabbed the invisible palm and swept tens of feet before it fell.

With a loud bang, even though the Imperial City array has been opened and the Chaoge city wall is as strong as gold and stone, it is still printed with a very deep palm print, and all the brick and stone surfaces within a radius of tens of feet have turned into powder. If this palm is applied to Liu's ten-year-old body, even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured.

"Didn't you die?"

Father Xuanyin was surprised. He looked at the return bead in his right hand, thought about the real person's confession, swallowed it again, and came to the wall step by step.

The man who flashed out of the green willow was hit by the palm storm, and his hat suddenly broke, revealing his green face.

"What filial sons and grandchildren..." Xuanyin looked at Su ziye and said with a smile.

Su ziye looked at him with a humble smile and said, "the old ancestor is powerful. Spare the little one."

Old Xuanyin snorted coldly, and two magic fires with white flames spewed out of his nostrils and shot at Liu shisui and Su ziye like sharp arrows.

Su ziye screamed, turned and ran away.

At the age of ten, Liu took out a fan from his sleeve and fanned it towards the white flame magic fire.

The wind was strong and the willow branches were broken. The magic fire was stopped by the wind and slowed down a lot.

Then another rainbow came out, breaking a channel in the white flame magic fire, pointing directly at the Xuanyin ancestor.

Xuanyin looked dignified, waved a palm, smashed the rainbow and said, "your little baby's state is not bad. Why are there so many babies?"

Liu was silent at the age of ten. He adjusted his breath secretly and was ready to use Guan Cheng's pen again.

After a hundred years of hard work, his gentleman's integrity is extremely pure and powerful. It's not like that he had to exhaust real yuan when he could only cast one stroke.

In front of Xuanyin's eyes, a pekoe suddenly fell. He backhanded touched the sparse hair on his head and shouted angrily, "die for me!"

With this roar, dozens of his hair stood up like thorns, and a fierce smell of Yin but not cold was emitted from his clothes. It solidified in water and turned into countless ghost fires, running towards Liu's age of ten.

At the front of each ghost fire, there is a white bone face. It looks terrible. It is the bone eating method of ten thousand souls lost by Xuanyin sect for many years.

Liu ten years old did not hesitate and waved Guan Cheng's pen again. If only the righteous way brought by Guan Cheng's pen is not enough to stop so many ghost fires, but it is surprising that the straight marks written by Guan Cheng's pen put a sword array in front of Chaoge city!

He showed Chengtian sword with Guan Cheng's pen!

Looking at this picture, Xuanyin looked slightly different and said, "it's good."

Even if it's good, it's just good.

No matter how talented Liu was, no matter how strange he encountered, no matter how many treasures he had, and no matter how complicated his school was, he could not be the opponent of this evil master.

But for a moment, the Chengtian sword array drawn by Guan Cheng's pen couldn't hold up. There were ghosts crying in front of Chaoge City, and the heaven and earth changed color.

Looking at those terrible white bone faces getting closer and closer, Liu's ten-year-old face is getting paler and paler. That's because Zhenyuan consumes too much, not fear.

"Why can't you escape!"

With a very angry cry, Su ziye returned to the front of the city wall.

The white flame magic fire that chased him was eliminated by some means.

At this time, the ghost fire of Xuanyin ancestor rushed to the front of the city wall.

Su ziye gave a dull hum, and a very strange luster appeared on his green face, as if he had become a fierce ghost and bit down at those ghost fires!

Just a few minutes later, dozens of ghost fires were swallowed by him.

"Yes, yes, it is worthy of the hope of zongmen's revival."

Master Xuanyin laughed and said, his robe sleeve brushed gently. If you don't look at the thorny hair, you really have some immortal style.

With the gentle brush of the robe sleeve, the ghost fire all over the sky became more and more terrible. It was about to devour Liu shisui and Su ziye.

Liu shisui suddenly said, "let out your fire."

Although there is a word Yin in the name of Xuanyin sect, it is the fire skill that practices. Su ziye was born in the Lieyang gorge. He is a genius of Xuanyin sect. Naturally, he is very good at this way. He didn't understand Liu's meaning, but he lit his own Yin fire without hesitation.

Liu ten years old took out the fan again and fanned it towards his burning palm. Boom. Two seas of fire appeared in front of Chaoge city. A sea of fire filled with white faces. A sea of fire is full of cold wind The nunnery has been smashed. The wooden bridge has also been smashed. Merlin has also been crushed. Even the lake was several feet shallow. It was not the lake that poured into the ground, but the water was compressed into something heavier than ice. After hundreds of years of strengthening by several major sects, the Imperial City array is much stronger than that in those years. Gu Qing knelt on the ground, covered with blood. He didn't know how many bones were broken. He was about to be unable to bear the pressure of the Imperial City array and could die at any time. But he still stared at Yin San tightly. He held FOSS sword rope in his right hand and cosmofront in his left hand. He supported the immortal killing sword array and didn't let Yin San come over. Yin San felt the movement in the west of the city, his lips slightly tilted, showed a smile of appreciation, and said, "what a group of lovely young people." Appreciation is true, and lovely evaluation is also true. Yin San likes such young people very much. These young people dare to confront such powerful elders. Even if they will fail in the end, they are strong enough. Unfortunately, these young people are Jingjiu's disciples, not his. Yin San sighed and finally moved. Every move is an infinite shadow, and red clothes are like blood. Those blood shadows condensed into a sword shadow, quietly broke the defense of the killing immortal sword array, and stabbed Gu Qing's eyebrows Today, the sunset glow in Chaoge city and Castle Peak is fake. It is difficult to rely on the sky light to determine the time. I don't know when. Maybe it was when Zhao Layue gave directions to Fang Jingtian, or when Gu Qing broke his seventh bone, or when Liu gushed his third mouthful of blood at the age of ten, or when Xiao He just finished planing the last mouthful of Douhua rice left in the bowl. Well nine opened his eyes and woke up. Countless sword lights appeared in the depths of his eyes, then dissipated into a little golden light, and finally disappeared in Pinghu Lake. He turned over and got up, walked outside the study, took a look at the place where the Begonia tree should be, and then asked, "where is it?" Everything is so natural, as if he had not slept for a hundred years, as if he had already woke up. The green bird on the eaves said, "the old plum garden." There was a sudden cry behind him. Well nine turned to see Xiao He, nodded and disappeared from the original place. As soon as Xiao he loosened his hands, his rice bowl fell on the stone steps and broke into pieces. Fortunately, the rice in the bowl has been finished. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.