I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

"Then asked Brother Kendo who wanted to accept disciples in this conference, but who was selected!"

Zajia Jianxian Wen Xiuzhu asked Li Buming loudly, but glanced suspiciously at Lin Meng.

Without taking Mu Tianyang, who is the leader of Wenjiantai, could it be that Lin Meng, who was second only to Mu Tianyang on Wenjiantai, also fell in love with him?

But I didn't know Lin Meng's identity at the beginning, and now Lin Meng's identity is exposed, then ask Jian Jianxian really dare to snatch his disciple from the hands of the saint?

Wen Xiuzhu played drums in his heart, and only listened to the loud laugh of Li Buming on the pavilion, he stepped out of Lundao Pavilion and walked towards Da Luo Jianxian.

"Hahaha! I looked at your second disciple, Gu Ni, Pingtian Sword Immortal!"

Having said that, Li Buming fought with the Da Luo Jianxian from the outside world. A simple and unpretentious Qingfeng long sword came out of its sheath and confronted the sword formation formed by the three Hua swords behind Da Luo Jianxian, leaving the field on the court. Unexpectedly, Li was a little dumbfounded.

Then the other two gods of Tianwaitian saw that Daluo Jianxian had already started the war, and then fought with the masters they were opposing. The powerful invigoration of the mysterious enlightenment realm in the air rang and shook, and all kinds of Taoist and secret arts shone across the sky. The majestic and majestic Taoist rhyme pressured people out of breath.

"I?"

Gu Ni, who was leaning on the top eaves of the circular grandstand, pointed at himself with a shocked expression. A Ji Ling sat up, staring incredulously at Li Buming, who was in a fierce battle with Da Luo Jianxian in the air. .

How could it be me?I was eliminated a long time ago. I just advanced to the top five. Zhuo Lin, Wang Yunfei, and Lin Meng are not better than themselves, so how can they look at me?

Not only Gu Ni himself was puzzled, but everyone present was puzzled, and cast envy and suspicious glances at Gu Ni on the corner of the eaves.

Only Shen Mengzhou on the Lundao Pavilion chuckled lightly when he heard the words, and shook his head slightly and said to himself:

"The master accepting apprentices is still so confusing."

Just as the three heavenly gods in the sky were fighting with the top masters in the right way of the rivers and lakes, a fierce voice came quickly from the periphery of the Thousand Star Palace.

"Report! One-armed surgeon Yang Ziqing has attacked by many masters all over the world, and the big formation can't stop them for a moment. Please come and support from all the righteous colleagues!"

A wounded middle-aged monk in the Thousand Star Palace was rushing towards the venue while yelling.

Lin Jin, who was fighting fiercely with the Red Dust Immortal in the air, frowned upon hearing this, and his heart felt bad.

The worst has happened. Quan Xing has chosen this opportunity to make chaos, and Feng Yu Lou will surely follow suit. Everything is dominated by the saint of Quan Xing in secret to dominate these two forces, and borrowed from Heaven. The potential of using the righteous people of the rivers and lakes to have good face and magnify all the benefits for him to the extreme!

Lin Jin was only distracted, and the next moment he looked back, he was startled. I don’t know when the Hong Chenxian holding the oil paper umbrella was close to him at this time. The surrounding red dust was filled with mist, and his chest was pressed up and pressed against him. At the same time, a slender jade hand was gently stroking his face, bending his eyebrows to reveal a smile that dumped all living beings, and said with a teasing chuckle:

"Did you distract yourself in the battle with the next, does your husband look down on him so much?"

Lin Jin lost his senses, and a blush appeared on his handsome and gentle face, and even his heartbeat missed a beat.

But the next moment, Lin Jin recovered, and a lot of cold sweat suddenly leaked out of his body, and he slapped forward, hitting the red fairy who had a blind date with his skin.

With this palm down, the red fairy's figure clinging to Lin Jin's chest dissipated as a cloud of red dust, and the silver bell-like giggles continued to echo in the air.

In the distance, the real Hong Chenxian still stood on the dragon head of the Chilong Faxiang, holding an oil paper umbrella against his shoulder, shaking his head and chuckles, his position had not moved at all.

"Wow!"

Lin Jin suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back two steps, knowing that he was only distracted by the opponent's means.

The palm of oneself merely broke through the opponent’s illusion, and in fact not only did not cause any harm to the real Red Dust Fairy,

Hong Chenxian still held the umbrella and stood at Lin Jin with a gentle smile. There was no half-step pursuit, but Lin Jin looked at him with extreme dread and nodded in thanks:

"Thank you for your mercy!"

The more powerful the master moves, the more dangerous it is, and there is no room for sloppy and mistakes. A distraction, stupefaction, or even a flaw can cause extremely serious consequences, and even life and death judgments are common.

Lin Jin knew that the Red Immortal had no intention of hurting others, let alone fighting with him.

Otherwise, he had just heard the bad news as a distracting flaw, even if the consequences were not serious enough to make a life or death sentence, with Hong Chenxian's ability to seize this opportunity to seriously injure himself, it was completely not a problem.

Right now, I just suffered some small wounds and vomiting blood, and I was still far from being seriously injured. The other party had already given enough face to himself, enough to show mercy.

After Lin Jin thanked him, he remembered his opponent in his heart, and then fought with the Red Fairy again.

Everyone on the court heard the bad news and saw Lin Jin, one of the three masters of the three profound gates of the rivers and lakes, was traumatized by the defeat, and suddenly panicked, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"What's the matter? Isn't the foundation of the Thousand Star Palace this huge array? Isn't the Thousand Star Palace the most stable sect family in the world? How could it not even be able to stop Yang Qing in a small and happy state!"

Many members of the sect family began to question the middle-aged monk of the Thousand Star Palace who came to report the letter. The monk showed a bitter expression and shook his head:

"It's true that the gate of my Thousand Stars Palace is stable, but the one-armed practitioner Yang Ziqing held the sword in his hand to cut me off. That sword has the power to break spells, and all the formations and magical powers of Tianke use spells. , Even if it is the long-disappeared master of the world's number one formation method, if the plum blossoms respected Xue Bin came here to set up the formation, he couldn't stop that sword!"

In front of the Sword My Sword, apart from the saint formation, the strongest formation in the world is as fragile as a thin piece of paper, and any formation is useless in front of this sword.

Not long after the middle-aged monk came to report the letter, everyone heard the call to kill from the gate of the Thousand Star Palace in the distance.

The next moment, I saw a one-armed young man covered with black curse patterns, wheat complexion and white stubborn hair soaring into the sky, holding a bone sword and killing him, shouting with an angry face:

"Brothers kill with me! Let these sanctimonious hypocrites, let the people of the sect family who once hunted me and other omnipotent ancestors pay for the brothers who were tortured to death!"

The person here is the world's number one surgeon, one-arm surgeon Yang Ziqing!Cut me with a famous sword, already breaking the 18th-tiered array restriction of the Thousand Star Palace, right now, I was furious!

"kill!"

The many monks who followed him also shouted loudly, none of them showed grief and indignation. They were angry, and their swords in their hands were swaying at the people of the sect family who had hunted the monks of the Quan Xing Enlightenment Fa Association .

On the side beside Yang Qing, there was a black-clothed young man closely followed. His blood-red eyes were clear and pure, as permeating as a legendary devil, but there was no killing intent or resentment in them.Only when these eyes looked at Yang Qing who was beside him, a kind of unbearable and sadness appeared in his eyes.