The first thousand and sixty-five chapters retreat

After the powerful old man of the Jiuli tribe was injured, another sword light roared in. This sword light was so terrifying to look at it, it directly tore the sky, and slashed towards the tough old man.

The powerful old man of the Jiuli Clan couldn't dodge at all at this time, his eyes widened in horror, and his body was split in half in an instant.

The blood spilled, shocking.

The rest of the Jiuli tribe were shocked when they saw this scene, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

"Qingchengzi, long time no see, it seems that your strength has improved!" At this moment, a figure quickly struck from a distance, and the words were disdainful.

The visitor was a strong middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a fierce anger all over his body.

"Chiyun, I thought you weren't coming?" Qing Chengzi's figure suddenly appeared outside the gate of Qingcheng Mountain, facing the strong middle-aged man.

The tough middle-aged man is the patriarch of the Jiuli tribe.

Chiyun snorted: "Of course I am here to kill you myself. That's interesting."

"Kill me with your own hands?" Qing Chengzi smiled slightly, "I'm afraid you run faster than a rabbit as usual!"

Chi Yun's face sank, becoming gloomy and cold, and there was even more anger in his eyes.

Qingchengzi was one of the best geniuses in their generation. They had fought countless times in the past, but without exception, Qingchengzi took advantage.

Generally speaking, in the contest between them, Chi Yun has never won.

"Without Qingcheng Mountain's complete "Qingcheng Art", your strength will eventually stop at the sixth level of the gods. Are you still thinking about how much improvement? Now you want to defeat me? It is ridiculous." Chi Yun's face appeared. Sneered.

Qingchengzi still smiled slightly, and said, "Who told you that Qingcheng Mountain does not have a complete "Qingcheng Jue"? Your news is not working at all. Did my unbelievable apprentice say it? It's a lie to you. ."

Chi Yun's expression changed again, and he narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Whether there is a complete "Qingcheng Art" or not, you will die today!"

With a fierce light in his eyes, Chi Yun rushed out a vast expansive force to kill Qingchengzi, a mace in his hand danced, and the powerful force made the sky sway.

Qingchengzi held Qingcheng Mountain's ancestral sword Qingyu Sword, bursts of dazzling light appeared!

Qing Chengzi waved the cyan jade sword, the sword pointed towards the sky, a thunder light fell from the sky, and the aura of Qing Chengzi's body suddenly increased. The cyan jade sword was bathed in thunder light, the cyan light and silver thunder light intertwined, exuding a terrifying aura.

Chi Yun felt Qingchengzi's breath soaring, his expression changed, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "You actually broke through to the seventh floor of the gods?"

After Chi Yun was surprised, his face sank again, his eyes grew more and more murderous, and he said coldly, "Even if you break through to the seventh level of the gods? You are still not my opponent!"

Chi Yun waved the mace and smashed it towards Qingchengzi. A shock of immortal power condensed into a huge mace phantom, covering the sky and covering the sun, terrifying to the extreme.

Qing Chengzi slashed the cyan jade sword, and a thunder light fell from the sky, swept down and collided with the mace phantom. In an instant, the sky seemed to explode, and the two forces impacted and destroyed each other.

Qing Chengzi swung the sapphire sword again, and instantly shot out eighteen swords, forming a sword formation, and left with an unparalleled power.

Chi Yun snorted, the mace was constantly swung, and it slammed it up with strong brute force, and the terrifying force hit it down, and the space was full of huge ripples.

Rumble!

Qingchengzi swept through the Changhong, swung the cyan jade sword, the sword qi billowed, Chi Yun's eyes sank, and he felt a huge pressure. With a long roar, he instantly turned into a half-man and half-animal state.

At this moment, Chi Yun's eyes were blood-red, and his body was full of murderous aura. The strength of his whole person increased again, and he slammed towards Qingchengzi.

After strengthening, Chiyun's strength greatly increased. He swung his mace and smashed it down, and the sword light was destroyed under the mace. Chiyun laughed incomparably confidently: "Qingchengzi, your death date is here!"

"Really?" Qing Chengzi didn't frown, and his robe was hunting and hunting, a vast force surged out of his body, and the breath of the whole person rose again.

Qing Chengzi shouted in a low voice: "Qingcheng Jiuxiaoyun thunders, kill the nine heavens with one sword!"

After all, Qing Chengzi squeezed the sword tactics and assassinated it with a single sword. This sword had no complicated sword moves, only a simple stab, but the entire sword power was extremely terrifying.

"The eighth level of immortals?" Aiyun's face changed drastically. Qingchengzi's aura at this time seemed to have reached the eighth level of immortals, and this sword made him feel tremendous pressure.

Chi Yun roared, a burst of blood rushed out, a mace shot out, the majestic force moved violently, and the two forces suddenly collided!

boom!

At this moment, countless sword auras burst out, and a series of sword marks appeared on Chi Yun's body. Although Chi Yun didn't care at all, this was enough to prove that Qingchengzi had the upper hand at this time.

Chi Yun retreated, his eyes staring at Qingchengzi angrily, not daring to say: "How can you break through to the eighth level of the gods?"

Qing Chengzi said indifferently: "Do you think I'm a straw bag like you?"

The corners of Chi Yun's mouth twitched a few times, and his fists were squeezed. The anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

The disciples of the elders of Mount Qingcheng saw that Qingchengzi had the upper hand and suppressed the scorn. They were all motivated and full of fighting spirit.

At this time, the Jiuli people felt tremendous pressure, and the situation was almost one-sided.

"Patriarch, we can't hold on anymore." An old man of the Jiuli nationality said loudly.

Chiyun looked at the situation at this time, and it was extremely unfavorable for the Jiuli. If he fights with Qingchengzi again, even if he wins, the Jiuli will suffer heavy losses.

"Qingchengzi, don't be too proud of you too early, we will fight again in the coming days, and you will be crushed under my mace." Chi Yun made a decisive decision, and after throwing a harsh word, he said loudly: "Retreat!"

Qing Chengzi sneered and said, "Next time, you won't be able to leave."

Chiyun glanced at Qingchengzi deeply, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

The members of the Jiuli tribe are all retreating, and the sneer who is fighting Leng Qiuhan is a little unwilling to say: "If you meet in another day, you will definitely die."

"Sure enough, if you have a father, you must have a son. If you see each other, you can't leave." Leng Qiu said coldly.

Snorted coldly, turned and left.

In this contest, Chi Feng did not have the upper hand, but was injured by Leng Qiuhan a few swords.

After the Jiuli people retreated, the people of Qingcheng Mountain were overjoyed. Although there were casualties, this battle was able to make the Jiuli people retreat in a big defeat, making them exhilarated once.

Since the Qingcheng Mountain and the Jiuli have had grievances, the Jiuli have not only provoked, but Qingcheng Mountain can only defend passively, which seems very aggrieved.

However, this time with a complete victory, there is no need to hold back that breath.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Chen watched this battle, Qing Chengzi shot domineeringly, set the universe with a sword, and his heart was quite shocked.

"Clean up the battlefield, and bury all the sacrificed disciples." Qing Chengzi took a deep breath, not showing much joy on his face, but a little sad.

Although this battle repelled the Jiuli tribe, the casualties on Qingcheng Mountain were not small, and this was a big loss for Qingcheng Mountain.

Leng Qiuhan immediately began to order the other disciples to clean up the mess, and the Kung Fu Gate was cleaned up after a while.

In the main hall of Mount Qingcheng, Qingchengzi is sitting on the seat of the Sect Master, and below are the elders of Mount Qingcheng and several disciples such as Leng Qiuhan, and Ye Chen and Xuanyue are among them. This is the commander of Qingchengzi Leng Qiuhan. They both called.

This time Qingcheng Mountain was able to repel the Jiuli Clan. To a large extent, it was Ye Chen and Xuanyue's contribution. If Ye Chen hadn't accidentally obtained Qingcheng Mountain's complete "Qingcheng Jue", Qingchengzi could not have done so in such a short time. breakthrough.

If the strength is only the sixth level of the gods, Qingcheng Mountain will undoubtedly lose in today's battle.

Qingchengzi sat in the upper position and said, "I can win today's battle. This is thanks to little brother Xifeng, little brother Xifeng. I would like to thank you on behalf of Qingcheng Mountain."

Qingchengzi stood up and held his fists solemnly.

Ye Chen stood up quickly, and also clasped his fists in return, saying: "Sect Master is polite, I just made a mistake."

Qingchengzi laughed and said: "Many of my ancestors in Qingcheng Mountain have searched for a long time and have not found the complete "Qingcheng Jue", but you have found it, and it was so timely. This proves that you are the nobleman of my Qingcheng Mountain."

Ye Chen smiled bitterly: "If you say so, then you should be thankful to Brother Leng. If he hadn't put me in a cave, I wouldn't have found "Qingcheng Jue" by accident."

Leng Qiuhan glanced at Ye Chen with complicated eyes. Hearing what Ye Chen said, he really couldn't tell whether Ye Chen was sarcastic, or he really wanted to thank him.

Qingchengzi laughed and said, "Qiuhan, please make a payment to Brother Xifeng."

Leng Qiuhan heard this, did not say much, and prepared to speak with a fist, but Ye Chen waved his hand and said: "There is no need for this. Brother Leng is also thinking about Qingcheng Mountain, and I also have to thank Brother Leng for not being excited to say he wanted to kill. I'm detaining me, otherwise I won't be able to stand here and talk."

"Brother Xifeng is really funny!" Qingchengzi laughed again when he heard this.

Then, in order to thank Ye Chen, Qingchengzi specially arranged a banquet.

At the banquet, Leng Qiuhan took the initiative to offer Ye Chen three glasses of wine. Ye Chen was not a person who must compare the baht, so he drank three glasses boldly.

Ye Chen put down his wine glass and asked with some doubts: "Sect Master, why do these Jiuli people want to attack Qingcheng Mountain in this way? Generally speaking, if there is no huge hatred, they will consider the overall situation and try not to commit crimes as much as possible. If this is the case, regardless of winning or losing, the casualties are too great, and it is a blow to a force."