Chapter 722

The relationship between Qingshan sect and Xihai sword sect has not been very good, because everyone uses swords, and also because of the reason hidden in the clouds.

Xihai sword sect has made efforts for hundreds of years to destroy qingshanzong. However, immortal Taiping has been watching all this quietly in a higher place.

So when Liu was ten years old, he swallowed the demon pill at the bottom of the muddy water, was taken into the old forest, and looked at the files in Yuntai for many years.

So Yuntai was destroyed and the sun of the Western king died.

A few years later, the Xihai sword sect was also destroyed. The ancestor of Wudao died under the sword of all things. The Xihai sword God was seriously injured and forced to leave the Chaotian continent.

As a result, Zhao Layue looked at his first words, but asked him to find a way to save Jing Jiu... Isn't this crazy? What is it?

Zhao Layue stared into his eyes, bright and enthusiastic, just like the spring sun, enough to melt all the ice and snow.

All enthusiasm comes from hope.

——Now the highest level of Kendo in Chaotian mainland except Jing Jiu is from the West. The snow queen can't wake up Jing Jiu, but maybe he can.

No matter how you look at it, this is a very inexplicable and absurd request, but for some reason, Xilai answered after a moment of silence.

One dares to ask Aoyama's most powerful enemy to see a doctor for Jing Jiu, but the other doesn't kill her and Jing Jiu, but agrees to her request.

It has to be said that those who are crazy about swords are just like those who are crazy about love.

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West came across the bridge and came to the Zen room. He only looked at Bai Zao in his sleep and sat down beside Jing Jiu.

He stretched out his hand to hold Jing Jiu's wrist and closed his eyes.

Only a very slight sound was heard. The flower tree outside the round window suddenly decomposed into debris and fell on the lake, just like the picture of those ditches outside the Imperial Palace in the morning.

Xilai let go, walked to the side of the round window, looked at the lake light and tree shadow outside the window, and stood all night.

When the morning light lit up the lake, he turned and said to Zhao Layue, who had been standing outside the door, "I thought of seventeen methods, but the results of deduction were not good. Only one can try."

Zhao La Yue said, "the last one?"

Xilai said, "yes, when he feels that he is going to die, his strong desire for survival may wake him up."

This method is very extreme, but it is very suitable for Jing Jiu, because he is really afraid of death, and he has the ability and inside information to create miracles.

Zhao Layue walked into the meditation room and looked at Jing Jiu's face and remained silent for a long time.

If it was when Jing Jiu was not injured before, don't say it was her. Even Xilai wanted to kill him, but it's different now.

When he was in the green mountain, his earlobe had collapsed. Later, he fought with immortal Bai in the underworld and was seriously injured.

The face was still so perfect that no one could see any change, but she knew it was no longer perfect because a tiny hole was torn in the corner of his left eye.

That cut is thinner than hair.

Over the past 100 years, well nine has been sleeping for a lot of time.

When he was in Chaoge City, Liu was ten years old and Gu Qing accompanied him.

When she was in Guocheng temple, she also watched him for several years and looked very seriously.

"Or wait." She said.

"OK." Xilai walks to the Zen room.

Zhao La Yue raised her head, looked at his back and asked, "why?"

Xilai said, "you should know."

He returned from a distant land to defeat the sword light.

This has nothing to do with revenge. This is the threshold he must cross before moving forward.

If Jing Jiu can't wake up, his Kendo career will no longer be perfect.

Zhao La Yue said, "you are really a sword madman."

Xilai turned and looked at her and said, "aren't you the same?"

You can't go to the extreme without being obsessed with something.

Sword and Tao are the same.

Crazy to the extreme, naturally crazy.

However, in the view of the spiritual world, the Xihai sword God developed the Xihai sword sect into such a powerful one in just two or three hundred years. He is a real hero, which is not consistent with the image of being obsessed with kendo.

Zhao La Yue asked, "what kind of person are you?"

"I am the same person as him."

Xi Lai looked at Jing Jiu in his deep sleep. After a pause, he said, "or someone like Jingyang immortal before."

Why didn't he stop for a moment when he came back from a different continent and looked at the spectacular picture of reclamation all over the world?

Why did he kill the outspoken businessman at a glance when he was on Dongyi Road, but he didn't?

Because in essence, he doesn't care about anything except kendo.

If he were not such a person, the ancestors of fog island would not have chosen him many years ago and sent him back to the mainland.

"I don't want to do anything. I'm not interested in creating Xihai sword sect or taking over Lao Lin."

Xilai turned and walked to the bridge. He raised his right hand, like raising an invisible sword and swearing.

The problem is that his expression is still so indifferent, or like a stone, so the picture that should be very interesting suddenly becomes dull.

"But in our current state, we can never get out of causality. Causality is often called responsibility. Immortal Taiping thinks he is the greatest person in the world, so he should be responsible for the world. Everything I do comes from fog Island, and I always have to help do something. "

He looked at the gray sky and remained silent for a while. He continued: "after master died, I was relieved a lot. I don't have to carry those things I didn't want to carry. The fog island is in the fog. What's wrong with being isolated from the world and living a peaceful life? Of course, because I have left fog Island long ago, I still have to do these things. I will defeat him and prove that the clouds and fog are always on the green mountain. "

At this time, a cold voice fell from the sky.

"The clouds will eventually disperse, and the green mountains will always be there."

With that sound, hundreds of invisible sword strings fell.

Those sword strings were so fine that they easily broke the array of three thousand courts and shrouded the whole small lake and the loutai bridge and stream by the lake.

With the sharp sound of breaking the air, the net like sword string quickly narrowed down and went towards the bridge. The dark but ethereal sword idea condensed into a circle.

With the a soft sound, a beautiful slender flying sword broke out of the circle!

Then, the morning light in the sky became very bright and blazing, as if the sun had come to the middle of the sky in an instant.

An extremely bright flying sword flew out of the sun and cut into the figure on the bridge with unimaginable sword power.

Jinse sword!

Back to the sun sword!

Guangyuan immortal and Nan forget came back from the sea and got a message from the green bird, so they came to pick up Jingjiu back to the green mountain. Where did they expect to see the figure of Xihai sword God here? Naturally, they did not hesitate to use the most powerful sword move!

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Looking at the two famous green mountain swords that suddenly appeared in front of me, there was no panic in the West and waved indifferently.

His right hand was held all the time. At this time, it was like holding an invisible sword and cutting it off in the air.

The sky reflected by the stream under the bridge seemed to be pulled up by him. With the roaring wind, he met the Jinse sword and Huiri sword.

The impact sound like thunder shook the flower branches and debris on the lake.

Two sword lights and the invisible sword disappeared at the same time.

The three swords floated up until they disappeared into the sun after the clouds in the sky.

Countless sword sounds spread from high above to the surrounding area of Dayuan City, and even the people in Juye city in the distance heard them.

Countless sword lights burst out of the sun and fell into everyone's eyes.

People looked at the sky in amazement and thought how could there be so many lightning and thunder on such a clear morning?

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The wind is quiet.

The three thousand courtyard was as calm as usual.

The nuns sat in the room, closed their eyes and whispered prayers.

The solitary grave remained silent.

Great changes have taken place outside the nunnery.

Countless cracks appeared on the surface of the mountain road along the mountain stream.

Those cracks are deep and bottomless, and even springs gush out in some places.

The cracks on the cliff are deeper, and sand and stone collapse from time to time.

There is a pool in the middle of the mountain stream, with many lotus flowers. At this time, the time of day has not come, there are no flowers, only green leaves like fields.

Nan forgot to stand on a lotus leaf, fluctuating with the wind, his hair slightly disordered and his face pale.

Standing knee deep in the water, Guangyuan immortal was drenched and his lips overflowed with blood. He thought that junior sister was really strong. She would rather hurt badly than spit blood.

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Zhao Layue looked at the figure on the bridge and didn't have any intention of war.

As the other party said, there are too many differences in realm strength. The so-called war intention is just futile. It is really rude and has no beauty and interest.

She's just a little worried.

Guangyuan immortal and Nan forget are the strong ones in Tongtian territory. Together, they are not the enemy of this person's sword.

Even this man hasn't really made a sword.

This realm is really strong and unimaginable.

If Jingjiu wakes up, will he be able to defeat this person?

Looking at the lotus pond more than ten miles away, Xi said expressionless, "you are not my opponent. Now your injury is not healed and your sword is also ill. Why insult yourself?"

Listening to this sentence, Nan forgets a touch of annoyance on his pale face, a cruel intention in his eyes, and scolded a dirty word: "my day..."

The morning wind blew the blue lotus leaves, her slightly wet hair and the silver bells on her body, sending out a wild breath from her maiden exquisite body. Guangyuan immortal secretly said that it was bad. Knowing that the younger martial sister had a temper, he wanted to fight life and death with each other, and quickly stopped him: "the safety of the leader is the most important!" Hearing this, Nan forgot to calm down, slowly calmed his breath, and snorted in the direction of the three thousand courtyard“ Do you want to take the real leader to make Castle Peak? This is impossible. " Guangyuan immortal said“ I don't have this idea, but I won't let you take him back to Castle Peak, because I have a feeling that if he goes back to Castle Peak, he may never wake up again. " Xilai turned around and looked at Zhao Layue under the corridor. He thought you were looking for medicine in the world with Jing Jiu, but you refused to go back to Castle Peak. Do you also have this feeling? Zhao La Yue pursed her lips slightly and didn't speak. Her face was even paler than Nan forget. She didn't know what she was afraid of. Puleng, puleng. The green bird fell onto the railing from the sky, looked at Zhao Layue, and said with uneasy eyes - ping Yongjia has woke up, and he is also very afraid（ The sentence of Yunwu Castle Peak is written by Barcelona Real Madrid. Please don't mind.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.