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A disordered sword light, together with Ling Jian's body, cuts away at the same time. Ling Jian's body seems to be a part of the sword of troubled times. It passes over the monk's peerless head, and the twisted sword light penetrates over the monk's peerless head.

Monk peerless face appeared unprecedented dignified color, his desperate eyes stay in the face, not completely solidified down, that ferocious head, is born was provoked by a sword light, and then thrown out.

Hiss.

The young man, holding the sword of troubled times, passed through the void. When the light of the sword passed over the monk's head, the void seemed to be in a state of stillness. A powerful man of ten Heaven was like an invincible sweep over the three elders of Yaozong before. However, now in the three thousand sword array, he has been fighting for less than a minute since he was a young man, and the mighty Sakyamuni is even more powerful Is like a critical hit and a series of sword to kill, the complete collapse.

There was a little silence in the void. On the stream of swords, monk Jueshi's body was tossed out towards the rear, sniffing. The stream of swords, with amazing speed, cut through the void. Countless dense swords seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance at the moment, and burst out towards monk Jueshi's body.

Hum.

In the void where the monk peerless was, there was a constant buzzing sound. The sword flow, which was like streamer, came out in a continuous way. Under the condition that everyone at the foot of Qingyun Mountain was stunned, it turned into a long river of sword light, and rushed the monk peerless body directly out of the sky of Qingyun Mountain until the end of the sight disappeared.

"The damned monk is dead!"

"Look, I'm right. As long as the little patriarch appears, no matter how strong the opponent is, he will die."

The five former female disciples now stood up and looked at the vague figure in the sky, full of admiration.

"Little Lord?"

All the disciples of Qingyun sect cast their eyes on the sky at this moment. The three elders of Yaozong also looked at the sky with solemn eyes. In their eyes, they seemed to be able to see a vague figure from the sword stream, which disappeared from the sky. The figure was covered with white ghost mask, which was hideous and terrifying.

At the moment, the youth is stepping on the sword, standing in the sky and earth, giving people a sense of extreme solemnity.

"Is that really the young master?"

"Why is the little Lord wearing a mask?"

A disciple of Qingyun sect stands on the top of the mountain one after another. In order to see more clearly, the steep mountains are now filled with the shadow of his disciples.

Hum.

Just as the crowd was watching, the countless sword streams that had blasted the monk's body out of Qingyun Mountain were rushing back from afar. After only a few breath, they directly appeared in Ling Jian's body. The countless sword streams revolved around Ling Jian slowly, and a sense of oppression suddenly came out from all around the young man's body.

This sense of depression reappeared in the distance below Qingyun Mountain. At the moment, there was a lot of wind tearing the world, and a lot of people were shooting out. The first one was Luo Tianyan who came in a hurry.

Luo Tianyan and others were very fast. He noticed the change of Qingyun sect far away. He came here as fast as he could and appeared in front of all the disciples.

"Five elders!"

"Two elder!"

"Four elders!"

On Qingyun Mountain, the former disciples saw that Luo Tianyan and others came back, and their tense face just had the taste of relaxation.

"What happened before? Why did my Qingyun sect start the 3000 sword formation?"

Luo Tianyan was also aware of the disordered atmosphere in the sky, and his fierce eyes swept out immediately. He realized that there were no casualties among the disciples, and then he looked at the dense rotating sword stream in the sky.

Looking through the sword stream, I can see the boy's vague figure in the sword stream.

"He seems to have solved it again."

"Report back to the elders, the leader of the ten thousand Buddha sect came to our Qingyun sect and threatened all the disciples in Qingyun Mountain. He tried to take away the immortal sword of our sect. The three elders of Yaozong tried their best to resist, but they were not the opponents of this Liao. Later, the young leader appeared and killed the monk under the three thousand sword array."

The previous five female students, one of them is red, but very confident said.

"Monk peerless?"

"Damn it, how could it be such a cruel man?"

"We Qingyun sect and Wanfo sect have always been well water but not river water, right?"

After hearing the words, Luo Tianyan, the second elder and the fourth elder all changed their faces. Naturally, they had heard of this monk's peerless taboo, and they were just like thunder. Such a number one person is absolutely a difficult existence in the ten Heaven of martial arts. Even the small world sect is not willing to provoke him.

"Thank you for your help in this incident. If it wasn't for your help, I'm afraid the whole life of Qingyun sect would be ruined."

Shock attributed to shock, but Luo Tianyan is heartfelt toward the drug master three hands, the road."It's no harm. I'm ashamed to say that we are not the match of the monk."

"The young master is still very powerful. He killed the monk under the sword array!"

Yao Zong three old extremely modest, quickly waved his hand, way.

"Ha ha, where, where, this boy just killed the monk with the help of sword array. Under normal circumstances, he really didn't have this ability."

In fact, Luo Tianyan is also very happy. Ling Jian's achievements are beyond his imagination. His growth makes him extremely satisfied. However, in front of outsiders, as an elder, he is extremely modest.

"This boy, it's time to come down, too?"

After the communication, Luo Tianyan's eyes went out again, and then he looked at the wave that gradually calmed down in the sky. At this moment, the previous chaotic sword flow wave has gradually calmed down, and the whole sky where Qingyun Mountain is located is a little terrifying.

However, in such a quiet state, the sword flow that pervaded all around, in an instant, turned into a long river of sword flow, falling from the sky, just like a sword road leading to the ground, pointing to Qingyun Mountain.

The young man's body appeared on the sword road from the sky, and the soles of his feet shot out suddenly.

Hum.

Ling Jian, under the extreme speed, appears on the Qingyun Mountain with a vague and invisible shadow in front of all his disciples. Mori Bai's ghost mask covers his own face. A dark and violent atmosphere spreads all over him, and the storm spreads from his whole body.

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