Chapter 1365 Fight Ahead of Time. (The Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

The voice outside the door immediately said respectfully: "Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, the voice hesitated again, "There is one more thing."

"The person who sent the letter of war also brought a flying sword under Pei Ling's order."

"This is the natal flying sword of the Supreme Elder Wei Duanju. The sword spirit of the flying sword has been corroded by the death energy, but it has not died..."

He Fuqiong was slightly surprised, and then asked: "The person who sent the sword, did you say anything?"

The voice outside the door said: "I didn't say anything."

He Fuqiong thought for a while, and immediately said: "Understood, you send it to Xinshang Peak and hand it over to Elder Yan Sichun."

The voice outside the door responded: "Yes!"

After a while, the visitor left, and He Fuqiong continued to practice.

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Valley of Five Colors.

Above the high dome, a huge dharma boat floats quietly, and countless demons and ghosts swim around the boat quickly, and the yin energy is diffused. Not far away, an exquisite embroidered building also stops in mid-air, and the bead curtains sway in the strong wind.

The vast valley below is like a vast plain, with five colors intertwined, bright colors, and a fishy and sweet smell steaming in the dead silence.

Inside the dharma boat, the top cabin.

Pei Ling was sitting high on the throne, closing his eyes slightly, calming down and nourishing his energy.

The letter of war has been sent to the Cold Dark Sword Sect, and the battle is imminent, but it is not suitable to continue discussing with Wenren Lingse during this time.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt that a strange aura was rapidly approaching the Valley of Five Colors.

Pei Ling immediately opened his eyes. It was the sword intent of the Han An Sword Sect, and he should have come here specially to find him.

Pei Ling immediately raised his head and looked in the direction where the aura came from. His eyes instantly penetrated through layers of barriers and landed on a slender and vigorous figure.

The man had loose long hair, cloud boots on his feet, a cassock with stone and green pine patterns, and a sword box on his back.

Its escape speed is extremely fast, one moment it was far away from the Valley of Five Colors, and the next moment it has escaped into the valley and appeared in front of Fazhou.

Immediately afterwards, a plain and clear voice spread throughout the world in an instant: "Cheng Dun, the Cold and Dark Sword Sect, before Senior Brother He makes a move, I want to learn about the brilliant moves of the Holy Son of Chongming Sect!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling moved and immediately appeared on the deck of the Fazhou.

At the same time, the beaded curtain of Xiulou was rolled up, and Wenren Lingse also emerged from the sky, standing in the air.

Pei Ling carefully looked at Cheng Dun in front of him. Although Han Anjian's other sword repair challenges surprised him, when he challenged Yanxi City and Su Zhentian before, Wenren Lingse and Meng Hongxuan, They also challenged him in advance.

Therefore, facing the challenge of Han An Jianzong's sword repair at this moment, he was not too surprised. After thinking about it for a while, he said calmly: "Okay."

After the words fell, Pei Ling took a step forward, leaving the Fazhou, and stopped in the void.

Immediately, Shi Nanzi sent a voice transmission, "Drive the dharma boat to a farther place."

Shi Nanzi quickly replied via voice transmission: "Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, the runes around the giant dharma boat were brightly lit, and it instantly turned into a huge phantom, fleeing towards the distance.

At this time, Wenren's voice suddenly rang in Pei Ling's ears: "Cheng Dun is the Great Elder of the Han'an Sword Sect, and he is also the direct younger brother of the same master as the Sword God of the Sword Sect."

"The two of them grew up together since they were young, and they have a deep relationship. After the sword god took over the position of suzerain, Cheng Dun has always been his deputy."

"Over the years, the Sword God has devoted himself to cultivation, and Cheng Dun has basically been assigned to take care of the affairs of the Han An Sword Sect."

"I haven't seen Cheng Dun take a shot in many years."

"It's a little strange that he suddenly came to challenge you this time."

Hearing these words, Pei Ling's face remained unchanged. Cheng Dun was not a sneak attack, but a direct challenge. No matter what, he could not refuse this battle.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately sent a voice transmission: "If Cheng Dun's strength is average, I will show mercy."

Wenren Lingse was secretly relieved, then looked at Cheng Dun, and said, "Cheng Daoyou, why do you want to challenge Pei Ling all of a sudden?"

Cheng Dun said calmly: "I heard that the son of the Chongming Sect challenged my five orthodox lords, and won three battles and three victories. Out of curiosity, I planned to come here to ask for advice."

Wenren Lingse felt even more strange that Cheng Dun was not a competitive person, and his strength was not bad, but compared to the three masters of Zhongkui Youzhi, Tiexiong Tuo, and Cen Fangwo, he must be somewhat different. gap.

Zhong Kui Youzhi, Tie Xiong Tuo, and Cen Fangwo all used the magic weapon of the clan, and even used the methods of the sect's background such as [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner] and [Lawless Heavenly Seal], but they were still defeated by Pei Lingzhi in the end. hand.

As long as Cheng Dun is not stupid, he will definitely not be Pei Ling's opponent!

This time I took the initiative to challenge, there is always something inexplicable...

At this time, seeing that Fa Zhou had fled into the distance, Pei Ling immediately said, "We can start now."

But Cheng Dun said: "Wait a little longer, I have to wait for a few people."

wait for someone?

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback. Suddenly, majestic mountains appeared in the void not far away. It was the Nine Yi Mountain monk I had seen before.

After the old man from Nine Yi Mountain appeared, he glanced around and saw Cheng Dun, Wenren Lingse and Pei Ling standing in the air, and there were no other figures, so he was a little puzzled. Why did Cheng Dun suddenly invite him here just now? ?

Immediately, a huge flower branch hangs down from the sky, and a little bud on the branch grows rapidly and blooms. The figure in Yi is dignified and elegant, but it is Empress Liu.

When the two saw Pei Ling, Wenren Lingse and the old man from Jiuyi Mountain who had arrived first, they were also puzzled.

But before anyone could speak, Cheng Dun immediately looked at Pei Ling and said, "That's fine."

Pei Ling nodded and said, "Please!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword qi burst out from the sword box behind Cheng Dun, and twelve flying swords with dazzling brilliance and sternness flew out of the huge qi mechanism like a waterfall flowing backward.

Each flying sword is as clear as a mirror, and the sword intent is lingering on it, with majestic power, and with the momentum of thunder, it cuts towards Pei Ling.

Pei Ling remained motionless, and said in a low voice, "Sleep!"

The Twelve Flying Swords fell silent immediately, their brilliance faded, the blades dimmed, and all the sword spirits in the flying swords seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep together.

The sword intent on the flying sword is greatly reduced, the power is dispersed, and the speed drops suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, it is reduced to twelve ordinary irons.

Cheng Dun also felt a strong sleepiness attacking his heart, and his eyelids wanted to close uncontrollably... At the critical moment, the shadow of the sword flourished in his eyes.

Zheng! !

A Qingyue sword cry resounded in his ears, like the chant of a dragon in the sky, like Huang Zhong Dalu, and in an instant, he suddenly woke up.

Before Cheng Dun could make another sword strike, a cold and loud voice resounded throughout the world: "Curse!"