Today I hold the world

In the Liangyi Hall of Qingling Mountain, there were miserable screams one after another. Sixteen of the more than 20 Foundation Establishment monks who had lived in the past died in just half a stick of incense. Among the remaining seven people, two of them fled to the gate of the hall crying and howling. One person was half dead, lying under the pillar of Liangyi Lianxin in the main hall, murmuring and twitching.

Only Liu Nantong, Xun Yu, and the other two Jianji were left struggling to support them, but what caused all this tragedy was the four enemy Jianji who broke into the mountain protection formation without taking it seriously at all.

At this time, Shen Gongmao turned into a black panther and ran after the old man Xun Yu. As the most resourceful and cunning person in Qingling Mountain, there are indeed countless ways to save his life.

Ran Guzhu's hands wrapped around an old woman who was also at the peak of Foundation Establishment with his ice-blue mirror black whip. The two fell into a stalemate, fighting each other purely with spiritual power.

These two halls of ceremonies have six walls and double doors. There are hubs that can control the formation base and formations in the north, south, east, and west. The trick is that brute force alone cannot destroy it.

Because he had killed three enemy foundations before, his face was covered with blood and he didn't care to wipe it off. At this time, he guerrilla along the palace wall without destroying a single thing. He was very annoyed. Behind him was a middle-aged skinny monkey Establishment has been chasing the attack.

After a circle, when he realized that he was really not the material to tear down the formation, he yelled: "Brother Shen Gongdao, come this way, I will kill him for you!"

Of the four people who broke into the two halls of ceremonies, except for Shen Gongmao, the other three were not outstanding in formations, and the weakest one was Lu Changkong, who had the time to bear the responsibility of destroying the center. I was so anxious and flustered that I couldn't solve it, so I could only call on Shen Gongmao to take over.

After hearing the news, Shen Gongmao glanced at the leopard eyes, and responded via voice transmission from a distance: "I have used this transformation technique once and it takes a short time to recover. If it reappears at this time, this person may be difficult to deal with. If you can't break the center, quickly Kill the person who is entangled with you, and come to help me."

The 'this person' he said in his mouth is naturally Xun Yu, but Lu Changkong is also impatient at this time, and cursed at the person who entangled him: "Tie Niang, I killed several of your fellow disciples in Qingling Mountain, don't you?" It’s time to come and decide the outcome, what kind of skill is hiding.”

He was not at all afraid of attacking him with real swords and guns against the lean figure, but who would have expected that the other party was good at speed and agility, so he couldn't catch him at all.

Lu Changkong had no choice but to turn around and turn to the scene where Ran Guzhu and the old woman were fighting, "Fellow Daoist Ran, I'll help you!"

Breaking into this Qingling Mountain was meant to be done in a short time, but now that it's almost a stick of incense, the four of them are completely held back by each other, forcing that thin and cunning person to fight recklessly, Lu Changkong can only go Help Ran Guzhu beat the old woman opposite.

Liu Xiaoheng and Liu Nantong were the ones fighting hardest in the palace. At this time, he had a ferocious persimmon face and said, "Little brat, I didn't expect there to be someone like you in Qingling Mountain. You're not bad. After self-practicing the three forms, it is rare to be unstoppable!"

Liu Nantong should be in his 30s now. He is the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Liu family. He was taught by Liu Jiangning since he was a child. He was promoted to the top of the foundation at a young age. The wood spirit pattern between the eyebrows also showed a strange look, and he stared at Liu Xiaoheng coldly while holding the sword while panting.

For the first time, the bastard holding the dark green long knife on the opposite side made him feel fearful. He has lived in an environment where no one can fight since he was a child. Under such circumstances, he couldn't help thinking about the words that Liu Jiangning, who is also a teacher and father, often taught:

"Nantong, don't be impatient in everything, be impatient, keep quiet, and do everything together to see its recovery.Only by concentrating on seeing through the confusing phenomenon can we see the essence behind it. '

Liu Nantong was sweating hotly, his eyes were shining with golden beads, and the golden sword shadow in his hand was shaking. He looked straight at Liu Xiaoheng. After three breaths, he sneered:

"You have also reached the upper limit, and you still want to use scheming to make me depressed and kill many of my fellow brothers. If you can't scrape you off today, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart."

Liu Xiaoheng had accumulated enough strength, so he stopped responding to him. Instead, he burst out with force and slashed straight at him. Both sides knew that the winner would be decided soon, and it only depended on who could last till the end.

When the swords collided, the violent air flow began to roar and oscillate from three feet away from the two of them and spread out. Their figures attacked each other's vitals countless times at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the sound of fighting overwhelmed the other three pairs of people.

The more they fought, the golden and dark green aura in the hall became more and more pervasive, and their aura directly overwhelmed the other three pairs of opponents. Finally, at a certain moment, with a scream, everyone stopped fighting and looked at the hall together. The silver-white long knife in the center pierced through Liu Nantong's abdomen. He vomited blood and held his stomach in disbelief, as if his life had become particularly gloomy in an instant.

"Your knife!" Liu Nantong knelt on the ground with a hoarse voice, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto the stone slab in the hall, drop by drop endlessly. Zunyou, who was raised since childhood, has a dull expression.

Liu Xiaoheng took out the original dark green long knife with his right hand, pierced Liu Nantong's belly from behind again inch by inch, and said with an evil smile:

"I actually have two knives, brat, you fell for it."

After killing the man with two knives, one dark green and one silver white, Qi Qi pulled out Liu Nantong's confidant, and chopped off his head with another knife.

Xun Yu was confident, but when he saw this scene, his soul was terrified, and he immediately took out a gray talisman, and his figure disappeared in an instant when he pinched his fingers.

Shen Gongmao saw that his men couldn't catch up, so he turned around and went to destroy the center of the formation.

Less than ten breaths after Liu Nantong's death, Liu Jiangning, who was about to attack Zhong Ziyan outside the Hall of Liangyi, sensed something in the dark, and his consciousness swept across the entire Nanfeng, his face turned cold, and he shouted: "Zhuzi pays for his life! "

That was one of his most beloved juniors, so inexplicably and suddenly fell, no matter how hard-hearted a calm and stable person, he couldn't calm down.

At the same moment, the entire Qingling Mountain was rumbled and shaken, breaking open inch by inch from the northern corner, and the roar of killing that filled the sky made everyone in Qingling Mountain tremble.