The Path Toward Heaven

(I want to change the name Guodong to winter, because I think the name is more beautiful and more in line with her ...)

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The man in black looks slightly different.

He did not expect Zhao Layue to actually become an acquired sword body!

At this moment, he understood Zhao Layue's thoughts.

When she walked into Taoist Temple and found that there was a problem, she summoned the Firth Sword for the first time.

When her sword element is difficult to support, she actively cuts off the contact with Forth Sword, letting her be far away from warning, or showing weakness.

At the most critical moment, she used her hands to show her sword body.

Even if she can't hurt herself unexpectedly, she can buy more time.

As long as she can hold on for an extended period of time, it is possible to wait for help from the same door.

"It is worthy of Zhao Layue, who is naturally good at fighting, but unfortunately you are still dead because of insufficient time."

The man in black looked through her bloody fists and landed on her face, growing colder.

He thought he had paid enough attention to this matter, but did not expect to underestimate the other party.

It now appears that he can no longer make any reservations, even if he may leave clues afterwards, causing a lot of trouble.

Countless rays of light spilled out from the cracks of his fists.

The light is white and soft, which is the purest treasure.

Who knows what magic weapon he holds in his hand?

Sigh!

Dozens of mouths appeared on Zhao Layue's clothes, and a mouth appeared on his left eyebrow, overflowing with blood.

She has been using the sword for a long time on Yun Xingfeng, and her body and heart are far more resilient than the genius of the same age.

But this time she faced a positive bombardment of magic weapon.

Her will remained firm, and her physical strength was limited.

A sword was suddenly heard in the distant sky.

A sharp and overbearing breath approached the valley at an unimaginable speed.

It is very likely to be a strong practitioner who breaks the sea.

The man in black knows who is coming, but he is not worried.Three days ago, he and his associates conducted many deductions for today's battle. It was confirmed that even if Zhao Layue Jianshu still has the spare time to support the interest rate, it will not change the final result.

The distance between Xishanju and Mingcui Valley is not too far, and it is impossible to arrive in an instant.

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Outside Taoist temple, a piano sound suddenly sounded.

The piano sound is not very loud, but it is very clear.

Taoist temple is collapsing, bricks and stones are falling on the ground, making a loud sound, but they cannot cover the piano sound.

A faint breath appeared.

The man in black was shocked because he felt clearly that the breath was outside Taoist temple.

Why would anyone come near?Mingcui Valley is very remote, there are no tourists, how could a monk suddenly appear?

Unless someone knows in advance that he will set up here, the question is who will know?

In a short time, the man in black calculated the result and made a decision.

If he wants to kill Zhao Layue and the monk outside Taoist Temple at the same time, it will take some time, and the strong man of Qingshan Sect will rush to the scene.

As a strong monk, he never lacks the wisdom and courage to make a decision. In the face of such a great opportunity, he still does not hesitate to give up.

With the falling bricks and sand, his figure gradually disappeared, but he looked at the bloody Zhao Layue before disappearing.

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The sound of the piano disappeared, and a young girl appeared outside the ruins of Taoist temple.

The man in black has disappeared without a trace. She looks at the verdant and ordinary mountain face, with no emotion on her ordinary face.

She didn't expect the other party's escape method to be so powerful, and she wasn't even her after all, so she didn't choose to pursue, but stayed.

In late spring, the girl was still wearing a thick cloth, which seemed strange.

She waved her sleeves and the bricks and stones in the ruins rolled apart to reveal the ground.

Zhao Layue was sitting in the corner, his clothes ragged, blood stained, unkempt, and looked abnormally embarrassed.

Her expression was calm, but she looked at the commoner girl without speaking.

Today, she went to the other party's appointment, only to fall into this round, almost killed.

This young girl in thick cloth is Guodong, the descendant of Shuiyuean.

Guo Dong walked over the bricks, stood in front of Zhao Layue, and gave her a few pointers to help her stop bleeding, saying, "You are more stupid than I thought."

Zhao Layue said: "Because when I wanted to come, we met for granted, so I didn't think much about it."

Guo Dong said, "Why?"

Zhao Layue said: "You are a disciple of Lian March, and I am a disciple of Jingyang Real People. I naturally want to meet."

Guo Dong felt the remnants of the sword intention in the ruins, and said after a moment of silence: "Yes, he actually left you with this trick to show you that he really regarded you as a real disciple, then I should really see you."

Zhao Layue raised the mess behind his ears with his hands, and missed Jing Jiu's Yinmu comb.

She didn't want her present look to fall into the other person's eyes.

Because the other party is a disciple of Lian March.

After ten breaths, the gusty wind blew up, the streams in Mingcui Valley were in chaos, and a sword light fell to the ground like lightning.

Qing Rongfeng Lord Nan has forgotten.

Looking at Zhao Layue, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Who?"

Zhao Layue said, "I have left before the fifteenth breath."

"Want to escape?"

Nan Wang turned to look at the valley, showing murderous intent.

Her blouse rises with the wind, and countless Daosan swordsmanship occupies the entire Mingcuigu space.

An extremely powerful sword consciousness spread towards all directions, and immediately shrouded the mountains and mountains around for more than ten miles.

But she failed to find any breath of monks.

Guo Dong said: "It should be the way to escape the world."

Nan Wang glanced at her and said nothing.

She doesn't like even March, and naturally won't like Guodong, but she must also admit that Shui Yuean's disciples' knowledge is truly extraordinary.

There were non-stop Jianguang flying to Mingcui Valley, and fell on the bank of the stream. Dozens of disciples of Qingshan successively took control of the sword and came from Chaoge.

Nan Wang said with a blank expression: "Strike the sword and look for the enemy."

Swish swish, the disciples of Qingshan flew everywhere, forming a huge sword array, and began to search over a hundred miles of mountains.

Dozens of sword lights appeared in the sky and even approached the walls of Chaoge City, which naturally caused a lot of shock.

It didn't take long for the disciples of Qingshan to return, Yao Songshan looked at Nan Wang and shook his head.

Nan Wang did not expect that the other party could escape before Qingshan Jianzhen, extremely angry and a little wary.

Is it really the old guys of the Zhongzhou faction?

"Are you OK?"

Nan Wang looked at Zhao Layue with a blank expression and said that he was clearly concerned, but his tone was extremely rigid, without any warmth.

Zhao Layue's answer was even stiffer than Nan Nan's words.

"I can't die."