The iron knife seemed to be opened again, and many small damages were wiped out like this. Except for the huge defect in the middle that could not be repaired, the rest suddenly became bright as new, and an extremely clear knife intent spread like water.

"Thank you." said the Saint Cao Yuan.

Jing Jiu said: "You're welcome. I have learned some new methods in the past century. See if it will be helpful to your injuries."

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely pure but extremely cold sword intent emerged from his right hand and fell on the huge iron sword, which merged with the sword intent.

With a buzzing sound, a wind blew in the small temple, and the broken patent leather on the surface of the golden Buddha trembled and could fall down at any time.

This is the most powerful sword intent and sword intent in the world.

Zhao Layue is a peak strong man in the Sea, and it is still difficult to bear it. Several strands of black hair fell off and had to leave the threshold.

With a light bang, the door of the small temple was closed by the wind.

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It took a long time before the door of the small temple opened again. Jing Jiu walked out, his face pale, and blood could be seen faintly on his broken earlobes.

Zhao Layue looked at him strangely, wondering whether they were competing or really competing...

Jing Jiu did not answer her doubts. If this was really a competition, no one would know the outcome.

The gate of the small temple was closed again, and you could vaguely see that most of the golden paint on the surface of the Buddha statue had peeled off, but it seemed much more energetic than before.

Jing Jiu walked to the cliff, looked at the snow field in the distance, and asked, "Is it difficult to get out?"

Zhao Layue walked to him and said, "Will you blame me?"

Jing Jiu said: "If you die inside, I will definitely be angry."

Zhao Layue said: "There may be many such things in the future, after all, I am myself."

Jing Jiu was silent for a long time and said, "There is a big thing between life and death, maybe you are right."

In the snow field, she walked between life and death for a long time, and once again confirmed that her path was different from Jing Jiu. They might walk in separate ways, but she didn't feel regretful. She told Bai Zao many years ago that the road was long and it was a blessing to be able to walk together. And just like Jing Jiu said to Gu Qing, what else is there to be inconsistency when they are together at this time?

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It’s not a tribute, even if I’m saying goodbye to the deceased all the way.

It's not a miss, although the route is the same as he did in March a hundred years ago.

This is just a simple journey, just like human life.

Jing Jiu and Zhao leyue were walking on the streets of Juye City, wearing hats, as if they were back many years ago.

Countless voices came from all directions and entered their ears. After quick sorting and processing, they turned into useful information. The contest between the Kunlun Sect and the Feng Dao Cult had already ended. In the five games, the Kunlun Sect won three games and gained control of Leng Shan. Even the situation in Juye City became a little unstable.

The head of Kunlun Sect, He Wei, took great ruthless action, seriously injured the leader of the Feng Dao Cultivator in the last two games, and also killed an elder of the Feng Dao Cultivator.

This is a matter of spring, because the big event in Chaoge City did not attract much attention, but in fact it is very important.

After more than a hundred years of plundering by the imperial court and the righteous sect, Lengshan seems to have not retained any evil treasures, but in fact there are still many resources hidden.

Just talking about the fire-type spiritual veins underground makes many people envious.

The Kunlun Sect entered Lengshan in large numbers and re-arranged the formation at the former site of Lieyang Gorge. Behind it, there was a clear shadow of the Zhongzhou Sect.

After hearing the news, Zhao's murderous intention became stronger and said, "I want to eat hot pot, full red soup."

Jing Jiu said: "Juyecheng has a lot of shabu-shabu, but the red soup is not necessarily good. It is better to eat hand-held meat."

Zhao Layue stared into his eyes and said, "I want to eat red soup!"

Jing Jiu reached out and touched her head, saying, "I want to you."

After entering the restaurant and having a not-so-authentic spicy hot pot, Zhao Layue narrowed her eyes with satisfaction and called out Fu Sijian to peel a fruit for him.

The blue bird fell on the windowsill, and said without any emotion in his eyes: "He Wei came out, in Lieyang Gorge."

Zhao Layue looked at her and asked, "Don't you plan to become a human form?"

Bluebird said: "It's too hard to be a human being."

Zhao Layue said: "But you can eat hot pot."

Bluebird said, "I'm vegetarian."

Zhao Layue thought for a while and said, "There is really no need for hot pot."

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The scorching sun is in the sky, but the cold mountains are still cold. On the seemingly desolate field, there is a black shadow moving forward at a high speed, which is the cold bird in the sky.

He Wei, the head of Kunlun Sect, sat on the Han Bird, looking at the ground expressionlessly.

On the mountains and wilderness, there are more than a dozen vassals of the Kunlun Sect being cleaned up, and more than 200 Kunlun Sword Cultivators have re-arranged the formation at the ruins of Lieyang Gorge in front.

Although he won the war with the Fengsword Sect and the secret support of the Zhongzhou Sect, he did not have the courage to divide the entire Lengshan into the territory of the Kunlun Sect. The court and Qingshan Sect would not allow such a thing to happen.

In fact, if it weren't for that matter, he wouldn't have acted as ruthlessly in spring.

Only by completely breaking one's back path can the Zhongzhou faction believe in his sincerity.

He needs the Zhongzhou faction to believe in his sincerity because... Zhao Leyue is still alive.

Zhao Layue is very likely to guess that it was him who made the move.

If Qingshan Sect comes to cause trouble, he will naturally be beaten to death and refuse to admit it, but Jing Jiu wakes up... He dares not take risks, and who knows when the Saber Saint will recover from the wound.

Before that, he had to deal with the things assigned by the Zhongzhou School so that he could have the opportunity to obtain the Taoist Dharma and even a wisp of fairy energy from the back mountain of Yunmeng to see if he had the opportunity to break through the realm and become a real big thing.

The cold bird flew over the ruins of Lieyang Gorge.

The elders and disciples of Kunlun Sect watched the heads arrive in person and saluted respectfully.

Looking at the huge crack on the ground that was extremely magnificent for hundreds of miles, He Wei felt a little disappointed when he remembered the power of Liu Ci's sword back then, and shouted in a deep voice: "Everything is faster."

The elders and disciples of Kunlun Sect should be right.

Suddenly, He Wei's eyes changed slightly. He summoned the flying sword without hesitation, used the most powerful sword move, and slashed towards the distant sky!

A very bright and cold sword light appeared between heaven and earth, full of murderous intent, and it was unimaginable!

The grass clippings in the wasteland were swept up by the wind and the gravel rolled wildly.

The disciples of Kunlun Sect looked into the sky in shock, thinking to themselves whether it was a demon who escaped the internet who came to peek?

Really looking for death!

A soft sound was heard.

The powerful sword light melted into the sky like snow that encountered the sun.

A very faint sword light flashed by He Wei's side, dragging out a white trace like snow.

His right arm left his body and fell to the ground, blood squirting wildly.

The sword light and white traces are hidden at a glance, showing their figure.

Jing Jiu stood in the sky several miles away.
Chapter completed!