Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"and many more!"

At this time, a cold voice came from a distance.

"It's Big Brother!"

Fu Ling's face was filled with joy, and she quickly patted the white crane, making it stand upright in mid-air.

"Gah."

The white crane nodded slightly, and its two snow-white wings flapped up and down, but the frequency was obviously weakened.

Wei Zi'an was startled when he heard the words, he hesitated whether he should let go of the masterless sword energy in his hand, after all, senior brother is a member of the Lishan Sword Sect, and this is still in the Sword Sect's territory.

brush--

Just when Wei Zi'an hesitated a little, a flash of sword light suddenly came.

The extreme speed broke through the sound barrier, and only light and shadow could be seen. Jian Yun, who was originally calm, boiled violently, as if a catfish was suddenly put in a school of fish.

"Big Brother."

Wei Zi'an saw the figure of the person who came, and with that cold face, he could be seen as a senior brother.

"Ah."

Yan Feng nodded lightly, he didn't care to greet the two of them, and quickly calmed down with his sword.

hum!
The surrounding sword energy became restless, and the trembling sound was endless.

Hearing this voice, Wei Zian sighed a little, if only his Jinghong Sword was still there.

In the battle with Hai, the Jinghong Sword shattered when the last sword Jinghong was cast.

From Jinghong to Jinghong, it seems to be a reincarnation, and it seems that it has completed its mission.

A swordsman with a sword is like a wife.

Wei Zi'an was still full of affection for this sword that had been used for nearly a year.

Zheng!
A Canglang sword cry interrupted Wei Zian's thoughts.

I saw the senior brother was sweating profusely, with sword energy all over his body, even though there was the pressure of thousands of sword energy behind him, his face was always as calm as water.

"Absorb it."

"Ok?"

Wei Zi'an froze for a moment, looked down at the Wuzhu sword in his hand, and reacted fiercely.

With a thought, the Wuzhu sword qi slid into the body along the fingers without hindrance, a slight tingling sensation, and some swelling in the meridians.

Xinhu seemed to feel something, the water in the pool became boiling hot, and it slapped the barrier frantically.

But Wei Zi'an didn't feel the slightest feeling, instead he felt that Jian Xin became more and more pure.

"cut!"

Yan Feng held the sword in both hands, and slashed out with one sword.

The sword aura is like a dragon, soaring in the nine heavens with unrivaled momentum, the piercing sword aura instantly shattered the sword cloud, and the domineering sword intent spread to the earth, like a sea being boiled by fire.

The mountain peaks not far away broke off from the middle, and the neatly shifted fracture was a miracle.

What a fast sword!

Wei Zian was dumbfounded, wondering when he would be able to slash such a powerful sword.

This is the sword cultivator in his heart, opening the sky with one sword, collapsing mountains with one sword, and breaking rivers with one sword!
"It's done?"

Wei Zian, who was still immersed in the spectacular scene of the sword just now, was taken aback by these words.

"Uh-huh."

Wei Zi'an nodded quickly. At this time, Yan Feng had endured the ignorant sword intent in a radius of several tens of miles. He could hardly even imagine how terrifying it was.

"Sister-in-law."

"understood."

Fu Ling blinked, and used her hand as a pen to write a few large characters in the sky.

do not know.

Wei Zi'an glanced at it, then looked away, and suddenly heard a bang, as if something had collapsed.

After recovering, I realized that it was the senior brother who had let go of the sword energy all over his body and let them wander around at will.

On the side, Fu Ling patted her chest in fear.

"Fortunately, it's been fooled, otherwise it will be a big trouble."

"Gah!"

Hong Hong nodded quickly, her voice seemed to be full of panic.

"It's the only way to do things in a hurry."

Yan Feng's eyes were full of guilt, and he patted Bai He embarrassedly.

"How did brother find us?"

Fu Ling asked curiously, although this place is also the territory of the Lishan Sword Sect, there is still a lot of distance from the real Sword Sect, it takes half an hour for the white crane to fly.

"I'm here to trace the trace of the fairy sword. It's hard to describe this matter."

Yan Feng sighed, "After feeling your aura, I didn't take it seriously, after all, this is not the core territory of Jianzong."

"But when my junior brother touched Wuzhu sword energy, I already noticed it."

Yan Feng smiled and said, "It's not too late."

"Thank you, brother."

Wei Zi'an blinked, feeling a little moved in his heart, he didn't expect his senior brother to fly over just by relying on a vague sense.

He did not hesitate to cut off countless mountains of Jianzong.

"It's just..." Wei Zian pointed to the mountain peak that was cut off in the middle, and asked doubtfully, "Will it be okay if I do this?"

"no need to worry."

Yan Feng waved his hand casually, "It's just a few spirit stones."

Then he turned his head to look at Fu Ling, frowned and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, my junior sister's practice is a bit rusty."

"no."

Fu Ling lowered her head, her eyes dodging.

"The designation is that I spent too much time helping my junior brother resist the danger of Lingzhang just now, so..."

"is it?"

Yan Feng frowned slightly: "Could it be that Lingzhang has reached such a terrifying state?"

"Cough cough."

Hearing the coughing sound, Wei Zian was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the big blinking eyes of the senior sister, patted his head and said: "Yes, senior brother, if it weren't for the senior sister, we might not be able to come to Jianzong now."

"I see."

Yan Feng nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that I misunderstood Junior Sister."

"No." Fu Ling shook her head like a rattle, "Senior brother can urge me to practice, it is naturally excellent."

"Uh-huh."

Wei Zi'an cooperated very well.

Boom!
At this time, a mountain peak in the distance suddenly exploded from the middle, and the white light shot straight into the sky. The sharp breath can make people feel a slight sting even if it is far away.

Yan Feng's face sank suddenly, and the long sword in his hand seemed to feel something, trembling continuously.

"You go to the sect first, I will be there later."

After the words fell, Yan Feng threw a token over and left with the long sword Huahong in his hand.

"This……"

Wei Zian pointed at the distant light and shadow, feeling a little at a loss.

"It should be the fairy sword that senior brother said." Fu Ling said slowly, "It doesn't look like an ordinary weapon."

Immortal sword, ordinary weapon, the combination of these two extremely contrasting words naturally makes people think about it.

Wei Zi'an couldn't help but asked curiously: "Is there anything to say here?"

"Yes." Fu Ling took a deep look at Wei Zi'an, and said, "I saw that you didn't study the hundred instruments I gave you."

Being caught at the scene, Wei Zian blushed, blinked and said cutely: "Then I will definitely take a good look when I go back."

"cut."

Fu Ling snorted, and began to explain the legend of the fairy sword to the younger brother

In the eloquent words of the senior sister, a vivid story appeared in front of me vividly.

Wei Zi'an was fascinated by listening for a moment, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the guardian formation of Lishan Sword Sect.