My wife is the sect leader

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A trace of anger flashed in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, and she shouted immediately.

If the dragon tendon of the black flood dragon is severed, it is basically the same as death. Who is so cruel to cut off the dragon tendon of the black flood dragon?

Moreover, everyone in the world knows that the black flood dragon is An Jing's mount, so who has the guts to do so?

An Jing's eyes were extremely cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, the smoke and dust he was heading for immediately scattered away.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a lonely figure appeared on the ruins in front of him. At this time, he stepped on the top of the black dragon's head, and a simple long knife in his hand reflected a cold light in the sunlight.

This is an octogenarian with full head of hair, his body is as straight as a sword, and his eyes are extremely sharp.

An Jing not only knew this person, but was also very familiar with him. He had fought against this old man when he was in Bikong Island.

This person is Qi Xuandao, the sword god of Zhao State.

A cold light flashed in An Jing's eyes, "Qi Xuandao!?"

"it's me."

Qi Xuandao said calmly: "You killed my heir in the past, but today I will kill you, the black flood dragon, as an appetizer."

If An Jing really became famous in the battle, there is no doubt that it was naturally the battle in which Qi Shu was beheaded among the thousands of horses and horses in the post-golden army.

Afterwards, Qi Xuandao of Heibingtai went to Bikong Island to kill An Jing in order to avenge this "adopted son", but in the end he failed and fell into Ye Ding's trap. Not only did he not kill An Jing, but he suffered heavy losses .

After Qi Xuandao left from Bikong Island, he also appeared next to Suolongjing in Yujing City. At that time, he was beaten by Lu Guoyong, who shattered the Wen Palace, and almost died. Qin Shan died in Yujing City in order to cover Qi Xuandao. .

It can be said that in recent years, Zhao Guo, Qi Wushuang, has encountered obstacles everywhere, encountered twists and turns, and his reputation has gradually declined. Before that, he was on the top of the world's master rankings and plummeted.

Therefore, Zhao Guo's forces against the Black Ice Platform are popular, and their prestige is increasing day by day.

Although Zhao Guo and Yan Guo won successive battles, they have not been able to make much progress and this has a lot to do with it.

An Jing said coldly: "It's really a big appetite, I'm afraid your Excellency will be stuffed to death."

Qi Xuandao said: "Then let's see if your sword can hold this old man to death."

An Jing looked at Qi Xuandao in front of him, even if the news was blocked, this place is not far from Bashan, he should also know that he killed Zongzheng Huachun, why did Qi Xuandao dare to look for him?

Could it be that Qi Xuandao has also broken through the great master, or is there another way.

Zhao Qingmei thought of something, and said suspiciously: "Husband, I suspect that person is here."

Qianqiu is immortal! ?

An Jing suddenly thought of something, and his brows frowned even deeper.

The deeds of this eternal immortal are too amazing. Not only has this person been active in history for thousands of years, but he has also caused several events that affected the direction of history, among which several great masters were beheaded.

In An Jing's heart, this eternal immortal is three points more terrifying than master masters like Xi Ha Buddha.

"Hahaha, little girl, we meet again."

With a hearty laugh, a figure appeared in the distance. The figure was clearly far away, but in the blink of an eye, he came in front of An Jing and Zhao Qingmei.

The man didn't look as old as he imagined, and his smile was even more friendly. He was dressed in white and had white hair, which even gave off a kind and gentle feeling.

But people in the world who know his identity will not feel that he is kind and gentle, and may even find him extremely terrifying.

Because this person is the ten-fang old man from the Black Ice Terrace, and he is called the Undying Man by Emperor Dayan and Jin Deng. Every time he makes a move, he is a peerless powerhouse who cut off the vitality of the current great master.

It is no exaggeration to say that this one is the man behind the scenes who really controls the situation in the world.

And then the black light emitted by the book from the ground made An Jing's heart tremble.

"Hint: There is a black opportunity near the host."

Black Chance! ?

An Jing suppressed the shock in his heart, but slowly touched the sword box with his palm.

Zongzheng Huachun, who was in the realm of the great master, was beheaded by him, but the Qianqiu Immortal in front of him was able to give him a fatal danger, which is enough to show that this Qianqiu Immortal is amazing.

Qianqiu Undead smiled lightly, and said: "It seems that the great master is dead."

The great master he was talking about was none other than Nangong Weiping.

An Jing looked at the Immortal, and there was a cold light in his eyes, "Zongzheng Huachun is your disciple, right?"

"Yes, he is my disciple."

Qianqiu Immortal took a deep breath and sighed: "In this millennium history, he can be regarded as one of my proudest disciples, but I didn't expect to die in your hands."

An Jing said: "It seems that you have had many proud students in the past thousand years."

Qianqiu Immortal said: "There are many, as many as a cow's hair, as many as drizzle, but they have all turned into a handful of loess now."

An Jing said: "That's right, one of the most amazing things in this world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person."

Qianqiu Immortal said: "So my heart has long been like ice for thousands of years, without temperature."

An Jing's pupils contracted violently. This is the most terrifying thing about this immortal man in front of him, because he has lived for thousands of years, and he is used to seeing vicissitudes and changes in the world. His heart is like a real ancient well, which will not stir up trouble any waves.

Qianqiu Immortal looked at An Jing, and slowly said: "You are the most talented person I have ever seen, unfortunately..."

Zhao Qingmei raised her eyes, and the mandarin duck swords in her hands had already fallen into her hands.

An Jing asked, "What's the pity?"

Qianqiu Immortal said: "It's a pity that I missed such a perfect piece of jade in the rough."

An Jing shook his head and said, "But I don't think it's a pity at all."

"Oh?"

Qianqiu Undead asked: "Why? Don't you want to worship this old man as your teacher?"

An Jing said indifferently: "One mountain will not accommodate two tigers. This is an eternal truth. To worship you as a teacher is just to die faster."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Qianqiu Immortal laughed when he heard An Jing's words, "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that the person who knows me best for thousands of years is actually you."

Qianqiu Undead was not angry, but excited because of An Jing's words.

It was a feeling of being understood and understood.

This is a feeling that has never been felt in thousands of years.

An Jing looked at Qianqiu Undead with eyebrows, and said, "I want to know how you survived to this day."

After An Jing's words fell, Qi Xuandao also looked over, obviously he was also very curious in his heart, how did his teacher have a lifespan of thousands of years.

Although the blood of Chenghuang can increase people's lifespan, if it is taken too much, it will be useless at all.

Moreover, Qi Xuandao knew better than anyone else that Qianqiu Immortal usually only relies on Chenghuang to heal his injuries.

Qianqiu Immortal said: "This is a secret, the secret is that you can't tell anyone, even people who are about to die."

His tone was very flat, without any fluctuations.

An Jing frowned, and said, "It seems that you think I'm dead."

"Even if you reach the seventh realm."

Qianqiu Immortal looked at An Jing and said with a smile: "It's not like I haven't seen a swordsman in the seventh realm before. The swordsman who wrote the "General Outline of the Way of the Sword" was committed by myself. I remember that swordsman practiced the sword of heaven. , The injury he gave me is the deepest, so even after a long time, I will always remember it in my heart."

what! ?

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The Undead in front of him has even killed a swordsman in the seventh realm. You must know that there has never been a record of a swordsman in the seventh realm in history.

An Jing's heart was beating wildly, and his eyes could not help but narrowed into a slit.

This is by far the master who has given him the most pressure.

When he faced Jiang Shang in Yuzhou City, there was still a glimmer of life in the dark, but now facing this top expert, he couldn't see anything.

Qianqiu Immortal put his hands behind his back and said, "History is just what I want to show the world."

History is just what I want the world to see.

What an arrogant tone, but the three present did not feel anything wrong.

An Jing pulled out the Dulu sword, "It seems that your layout is so deep, it is all because of the spirit of the earth veins."

A cold light emerged, Qi Xuandao felt his heart beating continuously, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Just drawing the sword made him feel cold, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. What a terrifying way of swordsmanship.

Just when he was about to retreat, a scorching saber light struck, and the Qi machine in front roared away, turning into billowing waves.

And Zhao Qingmei rushed over with the pair of mandarin ducks in hand, with a hint of killing intent in her eyes.

As soon as the Minghong Saber in Qi Xuandao's hand lit up, the sky and the earth were suddenly icy cold, and he went straight to meet it.

Qianqiu Immortal said: "It rained that day, I told myself, I must wait for this day."

The two stopped talking because there was nothing more to say.

Maybe life and death will appear in the next moment.

The Dulu sword in An Jing's hand stabbed forward, and the sharp cold light surged away.

Although it was just a simple stab, the void in front of him was completely shattered, and a black line went along the sky towards Qianqiu Undead.

fast!

This sword has already used the skill of the sword to the extreme, and the sharpness almost lifts the scalp, making people shudder.

Qianqiu Undead frowned, the Ghost Swordsman's Immortal Sword was still on top of that Heavenly Swordsman.

And this sword seems to be intended to determine the winner, wanting to kill himself directly.

Because after reaching this level, the more ordinary and ordinary a sword looks, the more intense and astonishing the killing intent in it.

Just like things, they often come to an abrupt end in a storm.

Sometimes life is like this.

Qianqiu Undead almost closed his eyes, he didn't look at An Jing's eyes, let alone his sword, and when masters duel, you must always pay attention to every subtle movement, every look, and every expression of your opponent. To observe carefully, there must be no mistakes.

The sword that pierced the void struck, but Qianqiu Undead suddenly avoided it, and even the corner of his clothes didn't touch him, and the cold light around the blade was completely dissipated by Qianqiu Undead's surrounding energy.

This is the first sword drawn by An Jing, and it is also one of the sharpest swords An Jing has drawn so far.

Qianqiu Undead dodged the sword, and the mighty true essence rushed from all directions in an instant, almost evacuating the surrounding area, and then he slapped forward with a palm.

tom!

When this palm was slapped, a huge plane in front of him was rippling like water waves, making a heaven-shattering sound, and then it fell towards Anjing like a landslide.

Qianqiu Immortal is worthy of being the top master of the contemporary era, and the moment he makes a move, the world will be shattered and the mountains and rivers will be shattered.

This prestige is three points more majestic than Zongzheng Huachun's Shifangjue.

An Jing's expression remained indifferent, the vast aura in his body advanced layer by layer, and finally spewed out from his wrist, and then he lifted the Dulu sword in his hand, and the majestic aura exploded completely.

The purple true energy in the blade was mighty, like a bright light suddenly appeared in the dark world.

This is the Unnamed Dao, An Jing suddenly realized the sword move comprehended in the seventh realm, and saw the sword energy of the river, the sound was like the sound of stinging thunder, and then the river formed a white line, from far to near.

But when you taste it carefully, it seems like a rumbling avalanche pouring down on the towering snow mountain. When the tide is gradually approaching, it is like a thousand troops charging, and finally it is completely approaching, and you will suddenly find that the tide and waves are as high as a city wall. trend.

This is the momentum, the invincible sword momentum!

"boom---!"

This sword directly broke through the palm print of Qianqiu Undead, split the entire falling plane into two, and cut it neatly, and the sword light continued to rush towards the sky, as if tearing apart a huge gap that day. mouth.

Both of them only made one move, but it was so shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.

This kind of formation is even more dangerous than the battle against Zongzheng Huachun.

An Jing slapped his palm, and all the swords in the sword box flew out, and these swords split apart. Dozens of flying swords, hundreds of flying swords, and even thousands of flying swords suddenly filled the sky with sword lights Overflowing, the whole world is filled with sharp sword energy, covering the sky and the sun, densely packed.

It is said that when swordsmanship has reached the extreme, there is a supernatural power called "everything becomes a sword", which can turn wind, frost, rain, snow, fallen leaves, flying sand, and stone into one's own sword to hurt the enemy.

But this kind of swordsmanship has only appeared in legends, and no one has ever really used it.

At this time, An Jing's swordsmanship has already mastered the mystery, fully displaying this supernatural power that no one has practiced.

When the Qianqiu Immortal saw this, a gleam appeared in his eyes, and then the energy in his body gradually dissipated and disappeared.

Strip the world!

An Jing is naturally not unfamiliar with the supernatural powers displayed by Qianqiu Immortal at this moment, because he also knows this supernatural power.