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Chapter 1843 The Sword Comes

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    The two commanders of Jinglei Dakou, who are masters of Qitian realm like He Xiao, are listening to their mission reports in a lobby.

    "There is no news from the no-man's land for the time being, and Commander He has not sent a message. It is estimated that they may not have come out yet, but if you calculate the time, it should be almost ready today"

    A commander frowned and said: "Among the teams escorting supplies from the Qingshan Sect, only three of them with the highest cultivation levels have left their bodies.  Logically speaking, the team leader He Xiao will not make any mistakes."

    Another leader shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate the Qingshan Sect. No one knows how many tricks they can hide in this kind of big sect that has been established for thousands of years.  better"

    The leader smiled and said: "These big sects are used to self-cultivation and self-cultivation. How can they live in the environment of fighting all year round like us big bandits, and they may be overthrown if they are not careful. They are too slack  Well, that is, relying on fame"

    While the two big bandit leaders were talking, their brows were suddenly furrowed. At this moment, they suddenly noticed that there was an extremely powerful aura that seemed to come to the top of Jinglei Bandit's camp, and then  It locked them firmly, and it was still tightly locked.

    "Huh, huh" the two big bandits stood up at the same time, and said almost in unison: "Who is here?"

    After this powerful aura enveloped them, they felt a great sense of crisis, and they shuddered instantly in their bones, and even felt a powerless fear deep in their hearts, and they dared not make any mistakes at all.

    After the two were amazed, they quickly jumped out of the lobby, and saw a middle-aged figure floating above the island in the middle of the lake. This person was wearing an ordinary green shirt, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were looking down calmly.

    A commander-level bandit frowned and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here at my Jinglei Bandit camp?"

    "Green Mountain Sect, Zhao Ping"

    Below, the silhouettes of the thunderous bandits came out, and they were all stunned when they heard the other party's conversation, especially the two commanders immediately became nervous, and one of them shouted: "Enemy attack, deploy defense!"

    Zhao Ping quietly watched the thunder bandits below who immediately set up a defensive formation without any reaction.

    The leader of the thunderous bandit raised his head and asked, "Sect Master Zhao, what advice do you have?"

    Zhao Ping said flatly: "You startled the big bandits, encircled and suppressed my Qingshan Sword Guard, robbed Qingshan and escorted the supplies from Lishui City, what do you think I am here for? Of course, I came here to kill people and take revenge. You big bandits occasionally move  We can turn a blind eye to Qingshan¡¯s goods, because we think this is the law of survival in Dongtian Paradise after all, but this time you don¡¯t have eyes, even Qingshan¡¯s sword guard, the future Zong  The masters of the door dare to besiege and kill, you guys are a bit too much!"

    The two big robbers suddenly trembled in their hearts. They knew that Jinglei and Haruyuki had missed the incident of intercepting and killing halfway in the no man's land, but they didn't think there was anything wrong. Just like Zhao Ping said, this is a blessed land.  The law of survival, the big bandits rely on this to survive, as long as there are enough interests, what are they afraid to do?

    This island in the middle of the lake is a camp run by Jinglei Dakou, and it has been maintained for many years. Not only are the two of them sitting in the sky here, there are as many as hundreds of virtual babies and out-of-body powerhouses below.  Man, even if Zhao Ping, the patriarch of the Qingshan Mountain, is domineering, how can you come here single-handedly and wipe out us all!

    More importantly, in this camp on the island in the middle of the lake, Jinglei Dakou also has a retired commander. The old guy who has never been too concerned about world affairs is here to clean up. The old man has been in retreat for more than a hundred years.  , is sprinting to enter the realm of the late stage of the Dao.

    For a long time, Dongtian Blessed has never given an exact description of the strength of the top sect masters like Zhao Ping and Fang Ke, because in the past hundred years or so, the world has been very peaceful, and there has never been a large-scale sect war.  So almost the vast majority of people don't know the strength of the suzerains of the top sects like Qingshan, Qingyun, Taixudian, and Tianzhou Sect, because it is normal that they almost never make a move, so naturally there is no  What a concept.

    So this creates an illusion for people, that is, the strength of people like Zhao Ping is probably only around the Dao stage. After all, they are relatively young, and they have not made any big moves after becoming suzerain, like Fang Ke.  He is quite well-known. He once entered the Nether Sky alone and then retreated. This is a more shocking rumor, but Zhao Ping does not have such a dazzling resume.

    Thunder thisThe Dakou may care more about the entire Qingshan sect, but he may not be afraid of a single Zhao Ping.

    Therefore, facing Zhao Ping, the two thunderous thieves still had some confidence.

    At this time, the defense of Jinglei Bandit was over, and the defensive formation was fully opened. There were almost three or four hundred bandits staring at the Qingshan Sect Master.

    Zhao Ping stretched out his hands behind his back slowly. His hands were empty because the Qingshan sword was there.

    Zhao Ping, the lord of Qingshan, whose appearance was plain, ordinary attire, and without any sense of a master, stretched out his hands gently, and then slid across in front of him, as if drawing a semicircle, and then raised his hands to the sky again, suddenly  In the meantime, his hands flicked after afterimages one after another, and quickly pinched out one after another sword formulas, and then opened his mouth and spit out: "Sword!"

    The sky above the Huxin Island camp was originally clear and cloudy, but at this moment, patches of clouds suddenly gathered on that patch of sky, and from the clouds, a sword rain suddenly fell.

    "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

    Sword rain, rain like a sword.

    Zhao Ping said that the sword came, and the sword really came.

    Sharp swords fell out of thin air and smashed into the team of Jinglei bandits. The sharp swords were unstoppable, piercing through the bodies of several people almost instantly, and the sharp swords pierced into the people's bodies immediately  Disappeared out of thin air, as if being gasified.

    This is the Qingshan sword that Zhao Ping transformed into, transformed by the aura of heaven and earth, because at his level, it doesn't matter if he has a sword in his hand or not, as long as he has a sword in his heart.

    So now Zhao Ping actually doesn't need a sword, but few people, including the Qingshan sect, may know that he has reached such a situation where he has no sword and seems to have a sword.

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