I Just Want To Be Quiet - Chapter 1365

The voice outside the door immediately said respectfully: “Yes!”

Then, the voice hesitated again, “There is one more thing.”

“The person who sent the war book was also ordered by Pei Ling to bring a flying sword.”

“This is the flying sword of Wei Duanju’s life, the sword spirit of the flying sword has been eroded by death, but it has not died…”

He Fuqiong was slightly surprised, and then asked, “What did the person who sent the sword say?”

The voice outside the door said: “Nothing was said.”

He Fuqiong thought for a while, and then said: “Understood, you will send it to Heart Appreciation Peak and give it 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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Five Colors Valley.

Above the high dome, the huge Dharma boat was quietly suspended, and countless demons and ghosts scurried across the body of the boat quickly, and the yin energy was diffused. Not far away, an exquisite embroidered building was also parked in the air.

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 ark, the top cabin.

Pei Ling took the throne high, closed his eyes slightly, and calmed down.

The war book has been sent to the Frost and Dark Sword Sect, and the battle is imminent now, but during this time, it is not suitable to continue to discuss with Wenren Lingse.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt an unfamiliar aura rapidly approaching the Five Colors Valley.

Pei Ling opened his eyes immediately, it was the Sword Intent of the Cold Darkness Sword Sect, and he should have come to him on purpose.

Pei Ling suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where the breath came, his eyes instantly penetrated the layers of barriers and landed on a tall and vigorous figure.

The man’s long hair was loose, his feet were wearing cloud boots, he was wearing a stone pine robe, and he was carrying a sword box.

The speed of its escape was extremely fast. One moment ago, it was far outside the Valley of Five Colors, and the next moment, it had already escaped into the valley and appeared in front of the Dharma boat.

Immediately afterwards, a plain and clear voice spread all over the world in an instant: “Chengdu, the Sword Sect of Cold Darkness, before Senior Brother He makes his move, I would like to learn the great tricks of the Holy Son of Chongmingzong!”

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

At the same time, the embroidered building bead curtain was rolled up, and Wenren Lingse also turned into light and stood in the air.

Pei Ling carefully looked at Cheng Dun in front of him. The other sword cultivators of the Cold Dark Sword Sect challenged him. Although he was a little surprised, when he challenged Yanxi City and Su Zhentian before, Wenren Lingse and Meng Hongxuan, They also challenged him in advance.

Therefore, at this moment, facing the challenge of Jianxiu from the Frost Sword Sect, he was not too surprised. After thinking for a while, he said calmly: “Okay.”

When the words fell, Pei Ling stepped out in one step, had already left the Dharma boat, and stopped in the void.

Immediately, Shi Nanzi voiced, “Ride the Dharma boat to a farther place.”

Shi Nanzi quickly replied, “Yes!”

Immediately afterwards, the runes around the giant ark were bright, and it instantly turned into a huge phantom, escaping rapidly into the distance.

At this time, Wenren Lingse’s voice suddenly sounded in Pei Ling’s ears: “Cheng Dun is the Great Elder of the Cold Dark Sword Sect, and he is also the direct younger brother of the Sword Sect’s same master as the Sword God.”

“The two of them have grown up together since childhood and have a deep relationship. After the Sword God took over the position of Sect Master, Cheng Dun has been his deputy.”

“Over the years, the Sword God has devoted himself to cultivation, and the affairs of the Cold Dark Sword Sect have basically been handed over to Cheng Dun to take care of it.”

“I haven’t seen Cheng Dun make a move for many years.”

“It’s a little strange that he suddenly came to challenge you this time.”

Hearing these words, Pei Ling’s expression remained unchanged. Cheng Dun was not a sneak attack, but a head-on challenge. In any case, he could not refuse this battle.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said, “If Cheng Dun’s strength is average, I will show mercy.”

Wen Renling felt relieved secretly, then looked at Cheng Dun and said, “Friend Cheng, why did you suddenly come to challenge Pei Ling?”

Cheng Dun said calmly: “I heard that the Son of Chongming Sect challenged me to the five sect masters of the righteous way, and he has won three battles and three victories. Out of curiosity, he planned to come and ask for advice.”

Wen Renling felt even more strange, Cheng Dun is not a competitive person, and his strength is not bad, but compared with the three masters of Zhong Kui Youzhi, Tie Xiongzhu, and Cen Fangwo, he must have some differences. gap.

Zhong Kui Youzhi, Tie Xiongzhu, and Cen Fangwo all used the magic weapon of the sect, and even used the methods of the [Seven Killing Disaster Banner], [The Seal of Impossibility] and other sect background methods, but in the end they still lost to Pei Lingzhi. hand.

As long as Cheng Dun is not stupid, he knows that he is definitely not Pei Ling’s opponent!

Taking the initiative to challenge this time is always inexplicable…

At this time, seeing that the boat had escaped into the distance, Pei Ling said immediately, “It’s time to start.”

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

wait?

Pei Ling was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, towering mountains appeared in the void not far away. The mountains were like daisies, and the green silk was like a gauze. It was the Jiuyi Mountain cultivator I had seen before.

After the old man from Jiuyi Mountain appeared, he glanced around and saw Cheng Dun, Wenren Lingse, and Pei Ling standing in the air, and there were no other figures. ?

Immediately, a huge flower branch hangs down from the sky, a little bud on the branch grows rapidly and blooms, Su Zhentian Taishang Qi Zilang slowly gets up from the stamens; Yi’s figure is dignified and elegant, but it is the Queen of Lu greed.

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

But without waiting for anyone to speak, Cheng Dun immediately looked at Pei Ling and said, “It’s alright.”

Pei Ling nodded and said, “Please!”

As soon as the words fell, in the sword box behind Cheng Dun, the sword qi burst out, and from the huge qi machine like a waterfall flowing backwards, twelve flying swords with dazzling brilliance and coldness immediately flew out.

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

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

The twelve flying swords fell silent immediately, the brilliance ended, the sword body dimmed, and all the sword spirits in the flying sword seemed to fall into a deep sleep together.

Above the flying sword, the sword intent was greatly reduced, the power dissipated, and the speed dropped sharply, but in the blink of an eye, it was reduced to twelve ordinary irons.

Cheng Dun also felt a strong drowsiness hit his heart, and he wanted to close his eyelids uncontrollably… At the critical moment, the sword shadow in his eyes flourished.

Zheng!

A sound of Qingyue sword resounded in his ears, like the roar of Jiuxiaolong, like Huang Zhong Dalu, and in an instant, he suddenly woke up.

However, without waiting for Cheng Dun to make a second sword, a cold and vast voice resounded throughout the world: “Curse!”