Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

In Canglan Mountain, an oppressive force as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing came from the passage between the heaven and the human world. All the people in the human world who sensed this power looked at the passage in the sky in horror.

Yu Zexun's face looked a little ugly. Just based on this power, he had already guessed that the person who came was at least in the middle stage of the celestial immortal.

But now, Changqing is only in the early stage of celestial immortal.

Before the person was seen, a sword shadow came out of nowhere, as if everything in the world was cut down by the sword. It was just a flash of sword light, and the mountains and rivers were broken and the rivers were cut off.

This is a show of force.

An immortal in fluttering clothes and with an immortal look walked out of the passage, with a frightening sword aura floating all over his body, looking down at the people below from above.

He just stood there, like a sword standing between heaven and earth.

For a moment it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a sword.

"Who are you?" an unknown soldier asked.

Before he finished speaking, the immortal only needed to look at him, and the soldier's body was instantly cut in two by the sword energy.

Until his death, he had no idea what happened.

The Holy Sword Immortal stood in mid-air, not finding Chang Qing, and said coldly: "Where is Mo Lian? Let him come out and die."

"If he doesn't come out, I will slaughter all the living beings in the human world."

"Amitabha."

A monk came out. It was Mingshi. After Changqing conquered all the major sects in the human world, he also became possessed and helped Changqing deal with some trivial matters.

Although Mingshi's talent is not as good as Changqing's, he is also considered a leader among his peers. If Changqing had not appeared, Mingshi might have become the next leader of Zen Buddhism.

"Donor, aren't you afraid of being punished by God for doing this?"

Ming Shi stood in front of the crowd, neither humble nor arrogant, as if he did not feel the pressure coming towards his shoulders. His legs trembled slightly under the pressure, but he was still determined not to take a step back.

The Holy Sword Immortal narrowed his eyes slightly and released all the power of a celestial being towards Ming Shi.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot overestimates its own capabilities."

Ming Shi was only at the peak of humanity. His protective shield was forcibly broken and he knelt on the ground with a hint of scarlet at the corners of his lips. However, his eyes were still stubbornly looking upwards.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "You treat people from the lower world as ants, crushing and killing them at will. Even if they are mantises, if there are enough mantises, the driver will feel numb when seeing them."

"If you want to kill my junior brother, you have to step over my body first."

Ming Shi had obviously gone a little crazy, with the demonic energy in his body surging violently. He directly used forbidden techniques and was prepared to drag the Holy Sword Immortal into the water at the cost of his own soul being torn apart.

He knew that if he couldn't kill the Holy Sword Immortal, he would have to make him bear the curse and have his soul severely injured, so that he wouldn't be able to exert his full strength when fighting against Chang Qing.

Yu Zexun's eyes were sharp and he raised his hand towards the Holy Sword Immortal.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the Holy Sword Immortal's eyes. Just as he was about to kill these two ignorant ants, he was suddenly slapped in the face.

The Holy Sword Immortal was caught off guard by the slap, and his magic power dissipated and fell downwards, hitting the ground.

He raised his head in embarrassment, only to see a monk in snow-white robes slowly walking towards him. His clear and handsome face looked both good and evil, with compassion in his eyes.

Although it was said to be slow, the monk was able to shrink the distance into an inch. In just a few breaths, he appeared in front of him from the sky.

The Holy Sword Immortal called out a name viciously, "Mo Lian."

"Amitabha, benefactor, if you are here, please stay."

Chang Qing smiled compassionately, and when he was about to raise his hand, he sealed the magic power of the Holy Sword Immortal.

With disbelief in his eyes, the Holy Sword Immortal tried to drive his sword again, but found that the sword did not move at all, like a dead object and did not respond to him at all.

"How is this possible? You are only at the peak of the early stage of the Celestial Immortal, while I have already broken through to the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal."

He was so surprised that he cried out. He was the king of kendo, as his name could tell.

"Why not?" Chang Qing looked at him with her eyes slightly lowered. This way, her features seemed even more compassionate, as if she had seen all the joys and sorrows of the world.

"Is it difficult for an early stage celestial being to beat a mid stage celestial being?"

Holy Sword Immortal: “…”

Everyone watching the battle: "..."

Yu Zexun's expression became more and more complicated. Normally speaking, there were people who often challenged opponents of higher levels, but as the realm rose, it became more and more difficult to challenge opponents of higher levels.

Especially after reaching the Immortal Realm, the gap between the early and middle stages can no longer be summarized by levels, but rather a chasm between heaven and earth.

The most important thing is that Changqing is still young, and he may be the youngest fairy in history.

Chang Qing's words also shocked the Holy Sword Immortal so much that he was speechless. He looked at him foolishly, thinking that his talent, which he had been proud of for countless years, was compared to trash in front of this man.

It took him more than ten thousand years to reach the celestial realm.

And this person is not even two hundred years old.

The corners of the Holy Sword Immortal's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt that his spiritual heart was somewhat damaged.

As cool as he was when he first appeared, he looked so miserable now. Especially when he thought that there were people watching him in heaven, his face couldn't help but get hot and he hated Chang Qing so much.

"I'll give you face and call you an immortal. If I don't give you face, who are you?"

"My poor monk's senior brother, it's not your turn to give orders."

Chang Qing smiled faintly, with an evil look on his face, "Amitabha, benefactor, please go on your way. After all, if you don't go to hell, who will?"

As Chang Qing spoke, he directly used soul-searching methods. After reading the Holy Sword Immortal's memories, he felt even more disgusted with the Holy Sword Immortal and directly shattered his divine essence.

This Holy Sword Immortal was originally a cultivator from the human world. He was a man of extraordinary talent, far beyond the reach of people of his time.

The Holy Sword Immortal practices the way of ruthlessness, and his daily words and remarks are very cold and sarcastic, which can easily offend people.

Once he was ambushed and hunted. After he defeated all the enemies, he fell to the ground due to exhaustion and was rescued by a woman who passed by.

The woman was a princess of the Yuanwu clan. She was simple and lively. As she got along with the Holy Sword Immortal, she gradually fell in love with him. She gave up her identity as a princess and followed the Holy Sword Immortal to live outside.

On the wedding night, she was full of joy and waiting for her lover with a sweet face.

It’s a pity that it was originally a sword.

A sword used to kill his wife to prove his truth.

After the Holy Sword Immortal killed his wife and attained enlightenment, he ascended to heaven. His behavior was praised by the world, who praised him as a real man who had only swordsmanship in his heart and was not troubled by petty love affairs.

Finally, the Holy Sword Immortal created a Taoist school in the human world, which was the Holy Sword Sect. Many disciples of the Holy Sword Sect learned from their founder and started the path of practicing to kill their wives to prove their Tao.

Chang Qing: “…”

It's really cheap.

This kind of scum deserves to be cut into pieces a thousand times. Ever since he opened up this path, countless women have suffered from him and been cheated to the point of losing their lives.

"Senior Brother, are you okay?" Chang Qing walked to Ming Shi and treated his wounds.

Ming Shi smiled and shook his head: "I'm fine."

The people in heaven were a little confused for a moment when they saw the Holy Sword Immortal's magic lamp go out without even a trace left.

No, didn’t you promise that you could bring that monk up by yourself?

How come you're gone just as we met?

The immortal ministers were a little confused. Looking at the Holy Sword Immortal lying on the ground in the Sky-Seeing Mirror, they didn't know what to say for a moment.

And the immortals who had originally been vying to be the first to descend to the mortal world all shut up.

They felt a little scared and secretly felt lucky.

Fortunately, the Holy Sword Immortal was the first to give up his life, otherwise they would be the ones lying on the ground now.