Martial Arts: In the beginning of cultivating immortality, all the female warriors are broken.

After resting at Xuanyun Temple for a night, the next morning, Jiang Che left after getting up.

In order to prevent the Xuanyun Temple from being destroyed by outsiders, before leaving, Jiang Che left a few formation prohibitions and directly hid the Taoist Temple.

Qinglong Mountain is sparsely populated, and few people usually come, although Xuanyun Temple is a little famous in the Qinglong Mountain generation.

But with the departure of him to travel the rivers and lakes, his reputation has long been inconspicuous and slowly declined.

"It's time to meet some of the old people..."

After leaving the Xuanyun Temple, Jiang Che looked at the sky in the distance, which was the direction of Zhongnan Mountain.

Lin Chaoying was born in a martial arts family in the Great Song Dynasty, and his family was in the middle of the road, and his family was killed and injured in the process of resisting Jin, and left the Lin family heartbroken.

Later, because of Wang Chongyang's relationship, he directly settled in the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain, ignoring the world.

His master's family name is Lin Jinye, and he is an uncle of Lin Chaoying~.

After the Lin family was gone, Lin Jinsavage reached middle age and became a Taoist priest in Qinglong Mountain.

With Lin Chaoying's help, coupled with a body of dragon search points, measuring words and grinding bones, the metaphysical ability of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil is also prosperous.

Jiang Che vaguely remembered that he had followed his master to the Tomb Sect several times when he was a child.

used a drawer of xiaolongbao to successfully fool Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu into thinking that they were their brothers.

Later, the master passed away, and he went to travel the rivers and lakes, and he hadn't seen Lin Chaoying and others for a long time.

"After so many years, I don't know if Xiaolong'er still remembers his brother..."

With a chuckle, Jiang Che turned into a streamer and went straight to Zhongnan Mountain, which was a hundred miles away.

............

Zhongnan Mountain is located in the strange mountains surrounded by mountains, because of the reason of Wang Chongyang, the head of the Five Uniques, in recent years, there is a tendency to develop into the first sect of the Great Song Dynasty martial arts.

Wang Chongyang cultivated as a celestial immortal, and Zhou Botong was a veteran celestial master, these are the two rows of the Quanzhen Sect.

Except for the two of them, the so-called Quanzhen Seven Sons are a little inadequate.

Except for one Qiu Chuji, the others are not even a great grandmaster.

is over half a hundred years old, and there is only a grandmaster in cultivation.

Not to mention anything else, Wang Chongyang's vision of picking apprentices is really useless.

As for the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, Zhao Zhijing, Zhen Zhibing, Fang Zhiqi and others, it is even more of a waste in the waste.

Zhao Zhijing is over thirty years old, and his cultivation is not enough to be a grandmaster, and he is the first young disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.

Thinking of Zhen Zhibing, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Jiang Che's eyes.

Leave aside the Quanzhen Sect, but this guy must die!

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Che paused, unfolded his divine sense, and directly began to search for Zhen Zhibing's traces within the range of Zhongnan Mountain.

Soon, a young Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe and looking like a dog came into Jiang Che's eyes.

Zhen Zhibing was talking and laughing with three generations of disciples, including Zhao Zhijing and others, with a smile on his face.

"If you smile so happily, then it's good for you..."

After determining the target, Jiang Che casually waved a sword aura.

In a flash!

The sword qi crossed the void for a hundred miles, swept through the clouds, and went straight to the square in front of the main hall of the Quanzhen Sect.

The sword qi flickered, the ghosts were unpredictable, the cold was pressing, and it was as fast as lightning.

Zhen Zhibing was still laughing and talking with the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect one second, and the next second, the whole person's body was directly penetrated.

The watermelon burst open, all kinds of internal organs, and intestines flowed all over the ground.

The blood flowed wildly, splashing Zhao Zhijing's face directly.

"Dead ...... Dead man..."

Looking down at Zhen Zhibing, who was no longer humanoid, Zhao Zhijing reached out tremblingly and wiped the blood on his face, and was directly scared to pee.

"Someone's coming!"

"Senior Brother Zhen Zhibing was assassinated!"

Zhao Zhijing was cloaked in a cloak, like a mad demon, and crawled towards the direction of the main hall of the Quanzhen Sect.

............

"Dead!"

After Wang Chongyang left Zhongnan Mountain, he directly entrusted the position of acting head of the sect to his apprentice Ma Yu.

Although Qiu Chuji's cultivation was the most powerful existence among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, he had a fiery temper and was extremely irritable, so he was not suitable for the position of the acting head of the sect.

The seven sons of Quanzhen were studying the Taoist scriptures in the main hall, but Zhao Zhijing suddenly broke in with blood.

He looked like he was crazy, trotting and yelling nervously.

"Dead man..."

"Senior Brother Zhen Zhibing is dead..."

"Zhijing, what's going on?"

"Calm down and make your words clear!"

Seeing his apprentice's appearance like a mad dog, Qiu Chuji instantly became angry and roared loudly.

The Quanzhen Sect is a place of Taoist cultivation, and Zhao Zhijing actually dressed up so rashly and broke in, which is a taboo.

Looking at Zhao Zhijing's blood-stained dress, coupled with the crazy words between the other party, Qiu Chuji's face sank, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Although his disciple has a bad heart and is extremely jealous, he does not dare to joke casually in this kind of matter.

"Master..."

"Senior brother Zhen Zhibing... He's dead..."

was roared angrily by Qiu Chuji, and Zhao Zhijing gradually came back to his senses.

Thinking that he had broken into the Quanzhen Hall just now, his intestines were about to turn green at this moment. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He didn't have to think about it, he knew that if he shouted in the Quanzhen Hall, he would definitely be punished.

However, now is not the time to think about this, the top priority is to explain Zhen Zhibing's situation clearly to Qiu Chuji and others.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing was terrified, but also accompanied by endless joy!

Among all the three generations of disciples of the entire Quanzhen Sect, his opponent was only Zhen Zhibing.

Now that the other party died suddenly and violently for some reason, wouldn't the throne of the future head of the Quanzhen Sect be in his pocket?

Except for Zhen Zhibing, Zhao Zhijing doesn't think that anyone else has the qualifications to compete with him.

"Dead?"

"Okay, how can you die suddenly, you make things clear..."

After getting Zhao Zhijing's personal admission, Qiu Chuji's face was even worse, and he was blue and gloomy to the extreme.

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He was supposed to be studying Daozang well, but when he suddenly learned of the death of his beloved disciple, his feelings can be imagined.

"It's... It's like this..."

"Originally, I was discussing the Quanzhen Sword Technique with Senior Brother Zhen Zhibing and several sect disciples in the square..."

"Then, the sword qi descended from the sky, as fast as lightning, and pierced the body of Senior Brother Zhen Zhibing in an instant..."

Speaking of the cause of Zhen Zhibing's death, Zhao Zhijing was also a little confused.

What's the matter, shouldn't this junior brother of mine provoke some romantic debts outside and be hit on the door?

Although this product looks serious and honest, Zhao Zhijing knows that this bastard is a sullen slut.

Several times he found that every time in the dead of night, his junior brother would go to the forbidden land of the Quanzhen Sect, go to the territory of the Tomb Sect, and peep at the Little Dragon Maiden of the Tomb Sect.

Although Xiaolongnu is not famous and few people know about it in the rivers and lakes, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect who happened to see each other all knew that the other party was as beautiful as a fairy, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Sword qi descended from the sky and directly pierced Zhi Bing's body?"

"You're not kidding me?"

Qiu Chuji's face was gloomy, and he stared at Zhao Zhijing with some displeasure.

In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, in this square of the main hall of the Quanzhen Sect, who dares to commit murder on the spot regardless of the prestige of his master Wang Chongyang?

"Nope..."

"The master and a few uncles can go and check it out on their own..."

"That sword qi is three feet into the ground, condensed but not dispersed, and the cold air hits people..."

Zhao Zhijing's head shook like a rattle.

Although he also wanted Zhen Zhibing to die, he couldn't do anything to kill the other party in broad daylight.

Besides, Zhen Zhibing's cultivation is higher than him, and he is not this guy's opponent!

Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, Qiu Chuji glanced at the remaining Quanzhen Liuzi, and then left the main hall directly and came to the square range that Zhao Zhijing said.

The incident happened suddenly, and many disciples gathered at the place where Zhen Zhibing died, and kept talking.

In broad daylight, no one will cut this sword qi, specifically looking for you Zhen Zhibing?

If you want to say that Zhen Zhibing hasn't done anything wrong, they don't believe it!

Seeing Qiu Chuji and the arrival of the seven sons of Quanzhen, a group of third-generation and fourth-generation disciples stopped talking and were silent.

"This ......"

"The sword qi is across the void, three feet into the ground and does not disperse, the cold air hits people, and when you get a little closer, you feel a sense of suffocation..."

"To be able to do this, the cultivation of the person who made the move is at least the realm of heaven and man. "

"Could it be that Cheng Zhibing offended some master outside?"

Seeing the strangeness of the sword qi, Ma Yu's expression was moved, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed in surprise.

He couldn't understand, couldn't understand why Zhen Zhibing, a young martial artist who had just entered the grandmaster, would offend such a master.

Qiu Chuji's face was gloomy, his eyes looked around, and he shouted directly.

"Dare to ask which of your Excellency made the move?"

After shouting for a long time, no one answered, and the three corpse gods who were clever at Qiu were furious, impotent and furious.

......... Finish....