Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 502 The Qingyang lineage is not weaker than others!

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The foot of Jinsuo Peak.

The fall of the needle can be heard, only the slightly heavy panting of Jin Guang, deep in the void, Yuan Shi's royal aura hangs down, this Jinsuo peak master is like a black hole, swallowing all the royal aura in his body, only the knife mark on the shoulder healed Slowly, there is still Su Qinian's life-saving sword intent left on it, it takes time to heal the wound and force it out of the body.

The injury was serious, with the sword intent penetrating his body, it was difficult for Jin Guang to even open his mouth, and his movements were limited.

This picture was clearly imprinted in the minds of many Wudang disciples for a long period of time afterwards.

"Jinguang Daoist, he..."

"This……"

It wasn't until several breaths later that some guardians and elders came to their senses, but they didn't know what to say, their minds were in turmoil, and it was hard to believe what happened before them.

Afterwards, some deacons, disciples from various peaks, and even the disciples from the outer court just realized that they all had a dreamlike feeling. The peak master of Jinsuo Peak, who was once so high and even unattainable, was as majestic as prison, the first person in the Jingzi generation The real Jin Guang, who was well-known in the martial arts world of Han Jianghu, was defeated just like this.

Then, one could see the top of Jinsuo Peak, the void split open, and the terrifying king body like an ancient god stepped out.

Dressed in a pure white purple ribbon Taoist robe, he was fluttering in the wind, and his snow-white long hair fluttered. Su Qinian stood above the top of Jinsuo Peak, and the life-saving knife returned to its sheath with a clang.

"Su Qi Nian!"

At the foot of Jinsuo Peak, Master Jin Guang raised his head to look at the sky, but he couldn't move for a while, his face was ashen, a little pale, extremely ugly.

He never thought that he would actually lose, to the second son of the Su family, a former prisoner on probation.

Such a small person who he considered to be of humble origin actually stood on his head. He felt a huge humiliation from the depths of his heart.

Yes, he lost!

Defeated by Qingyang Peak's life-saving sword, the sword's intent penetrated into his body, and now he can hardly raise half of his strength, even the short-term Yukong is difficult to do, in the ancestral orifice courtyard, the primordial spirit is sluggish, the consumption of this battle It was so big that it was far beyond his imagination, and even the soul was cut by the sword intent. If he wanted to recover to the peak, even with his current cultivation level, it would be difficult to do it in less than ten days and half a month.

Golden lock peak.

Su Qinian looked down at many Jinsuo Peak disciples, deacons, dharma guardians, and elders. All of them showed fear and anger. They never thought that the peak master was defeated. Could it be that this young man used some despicable means?

Except for a few guardians and elders, none of the disciples and deacons of Jinsuo Peak would believe that the little god defeated the real peak master by his own strength. God, this has the power to rebel against the primordial spirit and step into the realm of the holy ban?

No, not possible!

Even the real master of the peaks, the real master of the peaks, barely came back to his senses at this time, especially on the Lion Peak, the Tianshi real man's face was gloomy, and the young man on the Qingyang Peak's cultivation was advancing too quickly, and he actually had several thoughts in his heart. He was very nervous, but he was soon suppressed. He was not the real Jin Guang. He had just passed through the first level of thunder calamity after ten years of proving the Dao Yuanshen. Habitat.

A heavy thunder calamity, even with the help of psychic magic weapons, doesn't Lion Peak have magic weapons?

The only thing Tianshi Daoist is worried about is that the improvement of this young man's cultivation base is like a myth. He is very worried that if in a few months or a year, this young man realizes a few more life-saving swords, then I am afraid it will be him. Also deal with it carefully.

This young man is simply a variable.

Not only his Wudang variable, but also the entire Jianghu martial arts variable.

In Tianshi's eyes, in the past two years, no matter in the Jianghu martial arts world or the capital city of Chang'an, there have been many winds and rains, many ups and downs, and there are more or less shadows of this young man.

As soon as he thought of this, his heart trembled, as if a layer of fog had been faintly pushed away, and he saw a distant place with no end in sight, which belonged to a corner of the future.

It's a pity that his cultivation base is still shallow, and he is far from qualified to get involved in the future and destiny.

But for the first time, he felt timid about whether he wanted to be an enemy of that boy again.

Under the sky, above Jinsuo Peak.

Su Qinian still maintains the body of a king of hundreds of feet, which is an achievement of the physical body, and it can be regarded as half of the road to longevity.

Ignoring Daoist Jin Guang's almost angry shout, Su Qinian looked at the ninety-nine-foot-tall Zijin Guanghua Building on the top of Jinsuo Peak.

The whole body is made of red sandalwood. This wooden high-rise is more than ten thousand gold. It is impossible to build it without hundreds of thousands of taels of snow silver. The most important thing is that both red sandalwood and golden nanmu are used by the royal family. , such as Jin Suofeng, has actually violated the rules of the Ministry of Etiquette.

But for Jianghu martial arts, especially for such a giant as Zhenguo Dazong, as long as etiquette is not lacking, in many cases, even if the imperial court knows about it, they just turn a blind eye.

not good!

The moment Su Qinian's eyes fell on Zijin Guanghua Tower, a group of Jinsuofeng disciples exclaimed.

"No!"

"you dare!"

Many guardians and elders of Jinsuo Peak were shocked and angry, thinking about what they said yesterday, with this little fairy's temperament, he always obeyed what he said.

At the foot of Jinsuo Peak, Master Jin Guang's pupils shrank suddenly. He forcibly suppressed the restless sword intent in his body, and shouted violently: "Dare!"

"Why don't you dare!"

Above the sky, Su Qinian's white hair fluttered, his eyes were filled with cold electricity, and the aura of the vicissitudes of time was lingering. At this moment, he was like a sleeping god in the ancient years, waking up in this world, breaking the sealed earth, and descending. world.

boom!

He made a move, and a big hand was surrounded by crystal-like sharp sharpness and blood, and in the small world of Shenzang Daqiao, a vast ocean of blood surged.

The void is fragmented like a mirror surface, but it is only limited to a radius of ten feet, which happens to envelop the ninety-nine feet Purple Gold Guanghua Building.

"Lord Su Feng, show mercy!"

After hesitating again and again, on the Lion Peak, the real Tianshi gritted his teeth, and still stretched out a big hand, the road was winding, breaking through the void, trying to cut off the way ahead, but he didn't directly attack Su Qinian.

Clang!

Without saying a word, the sword lighted up, and when Su Qinian made a move, he did everything he could.

Xiuming's eighteen swords bloomed, and Su Qinian stood upright in the void, like an ancient god holding a heavenly sword, aiming at the broken void and slashing down.

"you!"

On the top of the Lion Peak, on the Tianmen Pavilion, the real Tianshi was shocked and angry. I didn't expect this young man to be so overbearing and decisive.

But it was difficult for him to strike the edge, the distance was too far, the sharpness of that magic knife made his palm feel cold, and its sharpness was beyond his imagination.

The power of this saber is no longer something that ordinary first-level Daoist masters can resist, and I am afraid that the second-level life will also have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"That's it!"

Finally, the real Tianshi sighed, gave up the idea of ​​the main body descending, retracted the protruding palm, and avoided the knife intent lock.

"Tianshi!"

At the foot of Jinsuo Peak, Master Jin Guang let out a low cry, his face turned extremely ugly.

But at this time, above the sky, Su Qinian's saber light turned, and the momentum remained undiminished, and it landed on the Zijin Guanghua Building.

With a soft puff sound, Su Qinian retracted the saber and put it back into its sheath, and the Baizhang King's body returned to its original size. There was nothing unusual on the top of Jinsuo Peak, and the Zijin Guanghua Tower still stood there.

But Master Jin Guang let out a muffled snort, and once again opened his mouth to spit out a stream of reverse blood. His eyes darkened, his mind was shaken, and he almost couldn't suppress the raging sword intent in his body, and his injury became even more serious.

This is……

In all directions of Jinsuo Peak, many Wudang sects looked at the top of the peak, with suspicion in their eyes. Just now, the knife cut through the void, and the knife's intent spread the sky and the earth. Why does the Zijin Guanghua Tower still look intact?

wrong!

Some Dharma protectors and elders have extraordinary eyesight, so they noticed the strangeness. Sure enough, after only three breaths, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the Zijin Guanghua Tower, which is ninety-nine feet high and full of purple energy, is like The rocks that have been eroded by the years for thousands of years, starting from the top of the building, are blown by the breeze and dissipated into ashes.

"Golden light!"

At this time, Su Qinian spoke, his voice was not high, very calm, but at this time there was a great majesty, whether it was the angry people on Jinsuo Peak, or the disciples, deacons, guardians, and elders of the four peaks at the foot of the mountain, they were all shocked , no one dared to be negligent, and they all looked up at the void.

Victory!

Qingye waited for a group of Qingyang Peak disciples, and the Dharma protector clenched his fists even tighter, his face flushed red, no matter how calm his mood was, he couldn't suppress the turbulent emotions at this moment.

Once upon a time, they were struggling and the Qingyang Peak was just established. Compared with the other twenty-seven veins, their background was too shallow. Except for a little fairy, there was no real master.

Therefore, when the elders of Shushan Yifeng and Qing Qian and others arrived, they had to close the door and see them. This is a shame, and they can't even make a move. You will lose, and once you lose, you can never change.

But today, their Qingyang Peak lineage will truly be re-established among the Wudang peaks and lines.

The Qingyang lineage is not weaker than others, whether it is a disciple of the sect or a top soul.

From today onwards, no one will dare to underestimate their Qingyang Peak lineage, this is the invincibility and majesty that has been born!

At the foot of the mountain, real Jin Guang gritted his teeth and looked up at the top of his head. With such an upward gaze, the shame in his heart reached a limit. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. The starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! Thanks to the brothers and sisters of Wumeng for their support. Well, there is something wrong with Shibu going out. Come back and continue to write Chapter 2. The next story will be more exciting, and everyone looks forward to it Trip to Shushan.)

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