No, how did my electronic girlfriend become a sword fairy?

The young master is unparalleled, and his sword intent is like a rainbow.

Everyone was shocked in the full moon, and they were all speechless.

Wu Duantian staggered to his feet, unable to hide his loss of composure.

The Qingxuan sword in Taoist Qingxuan's hand trembled slightly.

Deep in the mountain of Qingyun Sect, in a hidden cave paradise, an old woman with white hair and closed her eyes in meditation suddenly frowned.

Li Qingran looked up at the moonlight infatuatedly.

In the full moon, someone danced with a sword, wantonly and madly.

"The bright moon rises from Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ​​clouds——!"

There was a vague sound coming from the moonlight, the lingering sound penetrated the ears, but it did not seem noisy, but made people dazzled and gradually indulged in it.

The sword dance in the moon was like a dream, and there was a cold light flying and piercing the sea of ​​clouds.

Suddenly, the sword changed its momentum, as fast as thunder!

Then he heard the ethereal voice laughing: "The long wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, passing through Yumen Pass--!"

"Condensation--!"

In the sky, the sword intent was majestic.

The sword-dancing figure stopped, and the flying sword in his hand slashed down lightly.

Swish!

The sea of ​​clouds separated to the left and right, the sky and the earth became clear, and the moonlight became thicker.

Boundless murderous intent also enveloped him.

Wu Duantian was frightened, his face was pale, and he hurriedly shouted to his left and right:

"Not good, go and stabilize the sect protection formation, and let the disciples evacuate from the square immediately!"

When the mysterious monk appeared just now, he looked like a great perfection of the spirit transformation, so he didn't take it too seriously at all.

I thought that even if Qingxuan Taoist was defeated, he could still deal with it. At most, he would ask the elders to help.

Who would have thought that the other party's sword moves had just started, and the sword intent alone had made him cold from head to toe.

Is this man the old monster hidden in the sword pavilion?

Can he use such a terrifying sword technique?

As we all know, cultivators often use swords, but it is difficult for pure sword cultivators to achieve success.

But once a sword cultivator has achieved success, the destructive power of his moves is second to none in the Cangyun Realm.

Without thinking too much, the sword has already fallen, pointing directly at Taoist Qingxuan.

The coldness of the moonlight and the sharpness of the sword intent merged into one.

From a distance, there is still a shape, but when you get close, there is only a silver-white in your vision.

Taoist Qingxuan held the sword, unable to tell whether it was moonlight or sword light in his eyes. He was shrouded in front, behind, left and right, and there was no way to avoid it. He could only grit his teeth and use the strongest sword of the Great Wuxiang Sword - Lanxinghe.

The body of the Qingxuan sword brought a touch of starlight, burning people's eyes.

This was originally a powerful sword, but it looked childish and ridiculous in the moonlight.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

But the starlight can only be swallowed and melted in front of the bright moon.

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The full moon disappeared.

The square of Qingyun Sect was covered with dense sword holes, and the closer to the center, the denser they were.

Taoist Qingxuan was covered in blood, and he used his sword to support his shaky body. The Qingxuan sword that had accompanied him for hundreds of years was already riddled with holes, and his body, which was covered with sword marks, seemed to be shattered as soon as he moved.

A ray of moonlight fell behind Taoist Qingxuan.

Chen Huaian walked out of the moonlight without even looking at the bloody man kneeling in the center of the square.

He just walked slowly to Lu Changtian.

"Do it yourself, or do I help you?"

Lu Changtian looked up at Chen Huaian, his face became paler, his throat rolled, and he said with difficulty: "I, I will do it myself..."

The spiritual energy went backwards, and with a muffled sound, Lu Changtian covered his dantian and rolled on the ground in pain.

The piercing wail echoed in the square.

Taoist Qingxuan moved his body, trying to stand up, struggled twice, but still knelt back in the pool of blood.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor."

Chen Huaian walked up to Mu Baishuang and stared at the pretty girl, with only indifference in her golden vertical pupils.

At this moment, the girl looked at him with horror like a frightened deer, her lips and body trembling.

That pitiful look was indeed tempting, as if she could be torn to pieces with just a flick of the finger.

But a drop of sweat fell from Chen Huaian's forehead.

[Mu Baishuang-female-347 years old-mid-stage of the Spiritualization (in self-sealing)-natural charm]

Two bad news.

First, this is an extremely hidden old monster.

Second, in order to show off, his blue has been emptied.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Chen Huaian slowly said: "Li Qingran's water spirit root, hand it over."

"Senior, I..."

"Do you hand it over, or not?"

Looking at the pair of golden vertical pupils filled with murderous intent.

Mu Baishuang gritted his teeth and weighed it carefully in his heart.

If she didn't hand it over, she would have to lift the seal of her cultivation and fight with this monster swordsman. Not only would her identity be exposed, but if the other party still had some strength left, wouldn't she be giving it away for nothing?

She had to survive to help the young master.

She couldn't reveal her identity.

It was just a water spiritual root anyway, useless to the young master, and she didn't want it.

"I'll give it to you." Mu Baishuang pretended to be aggrieved, straightened her chest to Chen Huaian, turned her head to reveal her fair neck, her pretty face was full of sadness, and tears were falling from her eyes as she spoke: "Senior, just take it directly."

She was born with a charming bone.

Chen Huaian was speechless.

[Please select the spiritual root to be taken out]

\u003cSingle water spiritual root (from Li Qingran)\u003e

\u003cDual earth and wood spiritual roots (from Yang Tian)\u003e

Good guy!

Chen Huaian shouted in his heart.

Although I don't know how this demon woman hid the previous set of spiritual roots from being discovered by Qingxuan Taoist.

But now, the opportunity is not to be missed.

I pulled both of them out, haha!

Since she is a hidden demon girl, do she dare to say? Dare to expose?

Chen Huai'an choose both.

I saw Mu Baishuang's lower abdomen lit up the two groups of light. He reached out directly, and the hand actually entered without hindering the body. The two light groups were pulled out, and then the backpack was stuffed. A deep look.

Mu Baishuang people are stupid.

The pain of losing the spirit root is nothing at all, and fear and hacking make her scalp numb.

She was born with bones, and there was no spirit root. Later, she deprived others of the spirit root of others. She also repaired a method of hidden spirit roots in the magic skills.

She remembered the meaningful look, only felt creepy.

Doesn't this monk see anything?

But since why you can see why it is not revealed?

Is he also a magic repair? Intersection

Mu Baishuang's heart was messy.

But found that Chen Huai'an had already turned around and walked towards Li Qingran.

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People were also stunned, and Qiu also reported it, and it was time to take it, and Lan got out.

Chen Huai'an was going to run with Li Qingran.

When he passed by the people of Qingxuan Dao, he wondered whether to make a knife for this half -dead old thing, and then felt that there were multiple gas machines in the later period of the gods locked here.

Wu Duantian didn't speak.

But Chen Huai'an can read some information from this silence.

It is time to stop, otherwise you will never die.

That is, the old things of Qing Xuan Taoist are not treacherous and evil, at most, there is no way to do it.

"Qingran, let's go."

"Go?" A loud voice sounded behind him.

I don't know when, the Qing Xuan Dao people are already standing with a white lady.

She pursue a cane, and her turbid eyes stared at Chen Huai'an. There was no trace of breath on her body. She appeared silently and stood there silently, as if it was integrated with the surrounding environment.

"Gong, this Qingyun Zong was smashed, and I wanted to leave when patting her buttocks?"

"I'm afraid, can't you say it?"

The old faucet cane towards the ground.

Oh-!

The blue ripple spreads like ripples.

The elders of the Qingyun Zong Hua, the elders of the Qingyun Zongshen, kneeled on their knees with Wu Duantian in the later period and leaned over their heads.

In front of the main hall of Zongmen, there was a cold cicada, a dead silence.

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