The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 104 Why Does This Last Person Look So Familiar

The real devil appeared in the knife, and the blood smoke opened the way.

After dismissing the remaining decent monks, there is no need to keep their hands from refining their souls and drinking their blood.

A light backflip.

At the same time as the footsteps landed, the right hand quietly pulled the red ribbon wrapped around the butterfly gauntlet.

After circling the thin knife for half a circle, Cang Ran grabbed it, and the soft and long strange ribbon immediately wrapped around the entire arm like a living thing.

The blood color spread, and the red outfit was added to the body.

Liu Wuyan frowned for a moment as if enduring some pain.

Soon it stretched out again, staring closely at all kinds of demons, full of demonic energy, and pressing the waist of the saber with the backhand, as if about to draw the saber out of its sheath.

In the face of the Taoist enchanted move that has already roared.

She didn't dodge or dodge, just waited calmly like this, and waited again, even if the edge of the sword had reached her neck, she would not move.

only for.

This is the most suitable time to turn back———

The shadow of the ancient knife in her eyes perfectly overlapped, and the red lightning that was only visible to her alone quickly traversed the battlefield, drawing a scene of undefeated victory.

The Magic Sword Jue breaks the realm of moves!

Never come back!

As soon as his eyes were pierced with saber intent, Liu Wuyan's skillful wrist brought a red glow to his soul to drink blood, and he sprinted along the trajectory of the crescent moon.

In an instant.

The world under the sword.

Every point of pause is a flaw in the move, and every turn of the hook is a dangerous and dangerous way to survive.

Killing, borrowing strength, running non-stop.

The saber movement, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, looks like a demon and a painting, but it is also a madder, crueler and more domineering, colder, faster and crazier killing.

Hissing and howling, the sound of knives piercing through flesh and blood can be heard endlessly.

After that moment of brilliance, the most beautiful killing environment runs through the entire battlefield of life and death.

But see——

Blood and smoke leave without a trace, and people's lives are never left behind!

The soaring demonic energy disappeared.

With his back facing the army of demons who were spitting blood and killing their lives, Liu Wuyan shook the blood-stained knife in his hand, and at the same time it sprinkled blood that covered the sky, at the same time, the bloodthirsty trembling knife resounded like a lion and like a leopard.

Rather confidently, without looking back, he strode proudly towards the center of Bodhi Rock.

All that was left was the monstrous sea of ​​blood that covered a radius of hundreds of miles, continuously swallowing up the exterminated heart demons into pure demon energy.

"Hmph, boring." Feeling the return of demonic energy, she rubbed her neck and spat in a low voice, "They are all inferior little demons, who are not even worth the ticket price, and dare to stand in front of pure demons." Arrogant..."

It took a lot of effort to work in vain, but in the end, it was not beneficial or useless in the end.

———It is completely different from the big supplement you mentioned at the beginning.

How dare you play tricks on me, if you don't come back and kneel down to apologize this time, Dao Mo Liu Wuyan will never forgive you forever!

Come back... Otherwise, I will never forgive you...

The bastard Buddhist cultivator who always talks to himself...

With his head down, the shadow of his bangs hanging down covered his eyes, making it impossible to see clearly, and the gleam of light inside was surging and surging.

"Huh." The left hand stroked his chest in a normal way, and he took a deep breath in a normal way, and his slowed pace became more urgent, "...It's so annoying, I really want to strike."

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With the addition of Liu Wuyan, who is completely different in strength from before, the situation in the five known forbidden areas has finally stabilized.

Although the difference in their progress is a bit large.

For example, there was the High Priest of the Spirit Tribe who crushed Yinyue Peak with his strength, Qing Ming Wu Shui broke through the Rain Desert with his restraint, and there were also Lu Yao and Nan Sixian who got into trouble but were not in danger.

But at least, the dawn of victory is clearly in front of us.

As long as the sixth place, which is not even mentioned in the celestial list, is really not to be taken care of by them as guessed.

Forbidden land for cultivators, listen to the wind valley.

The red leaves are flying all over the sky, and the smog is deep.

The howling cold wind blew by, and in the remote mountains and secluded environment, there was a small bamboo house that had been abandoned for a long time, quietly located among the water, waterfalls, sky and wind.

Probably no one has lived in it for at least ten years.

The bed made of animal skins was messy and covered with dead branches and leaves, and the outer bamboo wall also showed obvious signs of aging and damage, and it was blown by the wind and was about to fall apart.

Traces of time...

Surrounded by the cold snow.

Still wearing a black and white mixed fur coat, the woman with long hair as white as frost stared at the dilapidated and dilapidated bamboo house from a distance.

A pair of gem-like beautiful purple eyes revealed a vague vicissitudes of life.

Even more regretful nostalgia.

Eyelids slightly lowered, she raised her hand subconsciously.

It looked like he wanted to repair it, but he paused with his fingertips and did nothing.

Anyway, useless.

People who don't mention that they will live in it probably won't be able to come back.

Next, after she opened the deep layer of Listening to the Wind Valley, the changes in the terrain would also affect this small courtyard whose location was not well chosen.

Withdrawing her gaze, Ji Xue, covered in wind and dust, walked on the road of white snow, walked through familiar forest trails, walked through warm hot springs, and came to a mountain stream that didn't look like a mountain stream.

There is no breath of life here, like a prison of death, surrounded by dark and penetrating rocks and broken rocks.

Look around.

Only the sword moves that can be seen everywhere on the mountain remain, flaunting all kinds of beautiful artistic conceptions and bringing a splendor.

After a few steps of indifference, the white-haired swordsman stopped in front of two large stone platforms.

The white fingertips rubbed along the edge of the stone platform, as if recalling the red shadow in the past, and the sudden gentleness in the eyes gave people the illusion.

"Love is the most unsolvable poison in the world." Sighing, Ji Xue raised her head and did not stop, slowly walking towards the cave where she used to practice swords, "Because, willingly."

Without torches or any light source, the cave should be dark, but it still shines like daylight.

Small spaces are unobstructed.

People can't help but raise a question from the bottom of their hearts, is it really possible to practice swords in a place that is completely occupied by a stone bed?

Can and can't.

It is possible to perform the sword consciously, but it is impossible to actually draw the sword.

So, at that time, her perfunctory words to Nan Sixian were actually very watery.

Although it is true that she is understanding the sword, the real daily homework is another matter——

Relying on the special laws in the depths of Tingfeng Valley, just like the luck of a cultivator being devoured, she offered her "luck" through more direct contact with the laws.

The fate of being rejected by all worlds for committing the crime of destroying the world.

In the final analysis, the so-called luck of the practitioners is not the world's acceptance of everyone in the world.

When the will of heaven is optimistic about someone, she will encounter various benefits along the way. When the will of heaven hates someone, her life will be so unlucky that her teeth will be stuck in cold water.

So, what kind of measures will it take if the Will of Heaven encounters a person who once killed Heaven?

Ji Xue, who just came to Nanming Realm, has personally experienced this kind of thing.

The malice of the whole world was completely entangled in her body, and even she was a little reluctant to recall that feeling.

Fortunately, this place was discovered by accident at that time, and a special law similar to "the will of heaven cannot actively interfere with human beings" was discovered.

Otherwise, maybe the world is finished or she is finished, choose one of the two.

It was also because she knew this that when Qingming Wushui mentioned that there were six forbidden places with laws of other worlds, Ji Xue immediately thought of Tingfenggu.

Therefore, the request to go to Bodhi Rock was rejected.

She knows better than anyone what harm the destruction of the world will bring.

Why not make a move?

It's just that the place to go is not the recorded Bodhi Rock, but the sixth place that is not recorded in the Tianbang. The innate spiritual sense reminds me this way.

Lying on the stone bed leading to the depths of the valley of listening to the wind.

Ji Xue's eyes were closed, and the moment her mind turned, she had entered the realm of pure consciousness.

It is not a snowy land, and there is no deserted city.

The light blue mist lingers in the sky and the earth, at the foot is a strange valley like a mirror, and in front of you is the red maple forest winding to the endless distance.

It is the real forbidden place for cultivators, and the fog is full of maple red and listening to the wind valley!

"Illusion, a concealment that doesn't want to be exposed." Impartially, facing the seemingly empty direction, she murmured to herself, "But, for me, is it useful?"

With a flick of his hand, he stepped on the Wandao sword half a step, raised his eyebrows, and opened the way on the false cliff.

The person with indifferent eyes seems to be walking slowly and gracefully, but in fact he is as fast as thunder, and he is about to take off his source before he catches his breath.

However, at this moment.

A piece of bone-piercing snow fell from the sky, and a ruthless ink mark brushed across his cheek.

The ultimate move came suddenly!

Two quaint jade swords, which were also black as lacquer and drank blood, were held in the hands of two purple-eyed black-haired girls who were also full of murder.

What I want is her life alone.

"So that's how it is." Pointing at the same time, he slashed the sword of three thousand hearts and souls, and lightly received the snow-ink moves of the two, "Swallowing my karma, can I transform the afterimage of the past?"

Without stopping, he casually responded to the killing move on his young self's sword.

Even though she had a fairy-level cultivation at that time, she was determined not to be weak.

With a foundation that can surpass a thousand years, coupled with the comprehension of Lingyue in the way of swordsmanship, Ji Xue has the upper hand with one against two.

No matter how frustrated and murderous Xue Mo was, the peerless swordsman's disdainful demeanor remained undiminished, and he easily came before the original light group.

The palm was inserted into it, trying to cut off the link with the ghost emperor.

Brow wrinkled slightly.

"Obsession requires full attention." The index finger and middle finger clamped the edge of the ink sword, and after throwing it hard and hitting another person, Ji Xue no longer turned her head to concentrate on fighting for the source, "Fortunately, here, I, It's not just one person."

Before the astonishing words fell, a strong wind rose in the snow and ink.

A dusty ancient sword swung away the ink sword that came to attack again, and a pale green shadow floated from the snow-colored swordsman.

blah blah blah blah blah

One thought of heaven and wind makes the way, one heart and ten thousand swords surrender.

The crisp sound of jewels and jade all over his body, revealing the formless, uncertain and impermanent wind, Yaoyao alone is still spotless, skillfully holding the divine sword that bounces back in front of him with force.

Wait until the wind and snow dissipate.

I saw that the unique long emerald hair had a few touches of white, and the elegant book temperature was wearing a moon-white Confucian robe.

The magnificent and mysterious female swordsman raised her eyebrows lightly.

He chanted softly like a song, revealing the extreme pressure of coldness and austerity for thousands of years, and the words were proud and pure.

"The sword pours over the gods, the lone cloud covers the sun, who will see the sky at the top? Sigh at the world of mortals, even though it has been cold and cold for a hundred years, a touch of ink is still... the top of a proud mountain."

The author has something to say: I don't know what punctuality is at all...

Seeing ghosts, I've been sleepy earlier and earlier recently, and I'm almost dying!

Ji Xue's speculation result 01: Tingfeng Valley is the last forbidden area, and she must be the one to conquer it. I have guessed correctly~

Take advantage of the fashion of the ghost emperor battle to update the combat power.

Outside thesis: Ji Xue (No Ink Sword) ≈ Zhen Hongying (High Priest of the Spirit Tribe)

Hanging: The Pearl Covers the Dust > White Dusk Crow (Six Origins)

Immortals: Shang Qinghan > Lu Yao (Ink Sword BUFF) > Yu Feijing (Dragon Unawakened) > Qing Ming Wushui > Xuan Cang Yin Immortal: Nan Sixian Ver. ) > Yu Chi Yu (Chi Long is not awakened) > Forget Cloud Sword Master (half disabled, no need to take care of his daughter) > Qing Shuang Luo, etc.: ordinary cultivators only accept living people from the Southern Ming Realm, so the past bosses did not jump in line (Canglang , Sheng Hua, Grand Master)