"I'm dead, I'm already dead."

The moment Zhang Xue finished shouting these words, he was already dead. Although his body was still alive, his personality in society was dead.

"It's so shameful, so shameful."

Fortunately, Zhou Xingyun was flying in mid-air, otherwise he would have been embarrassed to dig out two rooms and one living room with his feet.

Although Zhang Jing didn't speak, Yang Gui was taking care of his image as the founding disciple in front of his son, but just standing next to the two of them, he could already feel the numbness of his scalp.

But the people around them actually think differently from the three of them.

There are three key points in what Zhang Xue and Zhou Xingyun said just now.

The first is that Wudang has started recruiting students, and those who register in advance will not be charged tuition.

This is not surprising.

Currently, except for sects such as the Demon Sect, outsiders need to pay a membership fee when joining. Sects such as Qingyun Sect, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxiang Valley, which train their disciples from childhood, do not charge tuition fees.

As soon as Zheng Tong's words came out, there was another uproar.

The people in the demon sect are thinking, it would be a good idea to attack the Qingyun Sect. If our leader is open-minded and offends Xuexue Zhang, his magic weapon will be revealed, and the whole sect will be filled with the same four-color divine weapon.

I had to kneel down and beg for mercy on the spot.

Duonan opened his eyes tentatively and saw a man who had been standing behind him for many years. Behind my face, there was an orange-yellow ball floating. The bloody sword energy struck under the ball and it has not disappeared yet.

The knife is clamped between two beads and cannot move.

It's a pity that anger can't improve my combat effectiveness. From the moment I abandoned my reason, facing Zhang Xue's disciples, I was destined to have no choice but to take that path.

"Does the Four Heavenly Divine Weapons support customization? You want a pink one."

Zhang Xue's disciples defeated the eight old demons of the demon sect eight to eight with a thunderous force, and suddenly made such a strange and embarrassing declaration. For a moment, everyone's minds, tense because of the war, were affected, and they followed Jing Jing involuntarily.

Yue wanted to end the activity.

As we all know, the Demon Sect has always been about martial ethics.

The light sound of breaking wind came, and a strong man in the Demon Cult, whose whole body was covered with blood-colored tattoos, picked up a ghost-headed knife, with a blood-colored sword light underneath, and struck at the Qingyun disciple next to him.

"A sneak attack in secret is about martial ethics."

To put it bluntly, I am not an enhanced version of Shura. The technique I practice is very unfamiliar to Jing Yue. It is not the "Red Blood Demon Kung Fu".

Then there are not a hundred four-day divine weapons in the vast land of China? I'm afraid there may not even be seventy.

The person who fought with Zhenyi for a long time was the Ghost King. I originally came here with the intention of paddling, and even put my beloved disciple on the mountain to plan the way forward.

At this time, the Blood Refining Hall was still in a state where even a weak person could appear in the main story eight hundred years ago.

This is relatively rare. You must know that even if the Qingyun Sect, the leader of the righteous path, has a complete set of "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao", only the first three levels of the Yuqing realm have Dharma gate secrets, which can be systematically instructed and taught. After the fourth level of controlling objects, pure

Understand on your own.

The man in front of him was so frightened that he trembled again.

Duonan had been thinking wildly in his mind for a long time, and suddenly found that there was nothing wrong with him. The pain and unity that he expected did not appear. Instead, there seemed to be a cold fire behind his eyes, shining back through his eyelids, making him

My whole body felt warm.

If I use my magic weapon to fight with Zheng Tong, how can it be better than the melee moves? No matter how weak the fighting instinct I gained from losing my mind is, it is still weaker than the two martial arts masters Wudang and Zhang Bafeng.

My thoughts on martial arts since then.

Therefore, even though Gou's Zhenyu, who is the most serious person on weekdays, has no intention of approving him at all, he instead takes this opportunity to calm down the magic power in his body.

"Pfft."

"Bang bang bang!"

One of Jing Yue's Yang Gui was arranged into a Tai Chi diagram. During the rotation, all the power of the Dragon Ball was returned. Then the previous Yang Gui changed to the size of half a human and hit the Dragon Ball continuously.

"ah!"

The little fat pig that has been cultivated for seventeen years is going to be fished away by the cabbage of Qingyunmen.

But after all, I was the first person who dared to break the situation. Blood flashed in my eyes, and my whole body was covered with thick blood. I grinned and said: "Jing Yue's eldest son, he said you were talking about martial ethics? He just attacked me secretly.

Did you practice martial ethics when you were the leader of the Eight Small Clans of the Holy Cult?"

Looking at Duo Nan's bright smile, Zheng Tong felt his heart beating faster than when he was fighting against the old demon Duan Hou, who had long been famous in the Demon Sect, and the Dragon Ball of the Blood Refining Hall just now. There was a slight tingling on his face.

red.

"Hey, he is from the Qingyun sect, so let's talk about it. He is still young this year."

The dragon ball tattoo has not spread to the whole body, and the whole body is blood red, and it lets out an inhuman roar again.

Although that man's power was declining and he was one of the Seven Small Clans of the Enemy Demon Cult, he was still the leader of one faction. Seven hundred years later, he was also the leader of the Blood Refining Hall where the next leader of the Demon Cult came from.

Qinglong touched his Qiankun Qingguang Ring. Hearing the name of Zhang School made me tremble with fear. We were beaten together in the Wilderness Temple back then, and we still remember it fresh now.

Zheng Tong pinched the magic formula in his hand, and two Jingyue pieces instantly shrank to the size of walnuts, and hit the "Shenmen point" on my left hand. Those were the "Eighteen Swords of Shenmen".

Everyone in the sect has a four-day artifact, so who can bear it?

Four Heavenly Divine Weapons! One hundred pieces!

There are fewer people bragging, but those who dare to confront the person involved speak volumes.

But that situation will last forever. After all, it is a battlefield. Unless the young and old on one side are beaten to death by the young and old on the other side, the short-lived peace will never be broken by people with martial ethics.

And according to Jing Yue, Jing Yue Sect does not have at least a dozen levels of broken cultivation systems.

With my city and my calculations, of course I can fight or fight, not to mention that no one thinks that magic weapons like Tianya are very difficult to resist, right?

Everyone in the Demon Sect gasped, as someone dared to act rashly again.

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After I said this, there was a "crackling" sound all over my body, and my figure suddenly swelled to a height of seven to seven meters. The thick blood around me seemed to be solidified, as if there was no blood flowing.

If there was nothing wrong with him, he went over and touched it. Almost all the bones in his body were broken by Zheng Tong.

"They will accept those who defected. If the sect after you comes to kill you, will you be able to protect you or die?"

"Are you going to die?" Duonan closed his eyes in despair, no tears flowing from his eyelids, "But, there is still waiting to meet Senior Brother Daoxuan up close, and waiting to marry Junior Sister Su beautifully.

People, and..."

It's a pity that the person I'm facing is the Seven Little Valve Leaders, but Zheng Tong.

No wonder those eight people looked so young but were so weak in strength. They were able to defeat eight old demons from the demon sect. This must be the reason for the systematic cultivation system.

Zheng Tong has lived under Zhang Xueshan since he was a child. When he was taken by Jing Yue, he was not only inwardly involved but also such a beautiful man. Not to mention men, even the biting female in Zhang Xueshan's fairy formation was...

Are there any mosquitoes?

The man looked at Zheng Tong and laughed out loud, "Your name is Lin Chushuang, a disciple of Qingyun Sect's Dazhu Peak. You are seventy-eight years old this year. He cannot call you senior sister."

"You...you are seventy-one."

There was a "boom" in the entire Tongtian Peak, and a pot of bad things exploded. Everyone forgot about the fight, stopped what they were watching, and listened attentively to Zheng Tong's explanation.

…

If something leaks out of someone's hands, they can turn against him and kill the little devil Qiu Wangyu with a knife.

Fortunately, before I sacrificed my IQ, I gained a slight improvement in fighting instinct. At that time, I copied the Ghost Head Sword into my right hand and swept across Zheng Tong's head.

At the same time, I didn't feel lucky at all, because judging from the situation just now, Qingyun Sect clearly had the upper hand and suffered heavy casualties. Although it was a little unserious to do so now, it stopped the swordsmanship and caused more casualties.

But if it was said by a group of people who came down and took out four pieces of the Four Heavenly Divine Weapons, then the credibility would be very low.

"Teacher...senior sister."

"Roar!"

For a moment, Tongtian Peak fell into a strange peace.

"Hahaha, Zhang Xue doesn't have a lot of face. What can a sect with eight big cats and big dogs do in front of your Holy Cult?"

A group of people swarmed down, surrounded the eight of Jing Yue, and asked questions.

Zhenyi and Juhan looked at it dumbfounded. The grand little battle between good and evil, the small tribulation of Qingyun Sect's life and death, what did those three people get into, a flea market?

At that moment, in the eyes of Duo Nan in front of him, Zheng Tong's body seemed to be even more majestic than the Tongtian Peak on his feet.

This is the Four Heavenly Divine Weapon. Abnormal cultivators can only see one in their lifetime. Of course, we must also exclude the Four Heavenly Divine Weapon wholesaler Jing Yue Sect who is recruiting students here.

It's over.

There was a muffled sound, and the dragon ball was shot several hundred meters away from behind Zheng Tong. The first ball hit my chest, and the dragon ball fell to the ground with a crash, completely losing consciousness. The blood under his body faded, and his body shape also recovered.

abnormal.

Duo Nan in front of Zheng Tong timidly shouted: "Junior, thank him for saving you."

This dragon ball only felt numbness in the wrist, as if all strength had been lost, the seven fingers loosened, and the ghost head sword fell.

But at this stage, the fight has just begun and people have just finished dying. Faced with death, many people cannot remain completely calm.
To be continued...