The enemy of comprehension is the sword

The ink cloud covered the top, and it was as oppressive as a burning smoke.

The smell of killing, as the heavy and unspeakable snowflakes hit the swordsman's delicate eyebrows, it concealed the last bit of warmth in the world for thousands of years.

The sword that drank blood evoked a faint pink arc.

It's like a plum that just bloomed in the frosty sky, smeared in the icy cold of Blizzard, spreading a proud fragrance.

Beautiful, yet miserable...

This is the move wielded by the person named Ji Xue, which is the state of mind of the unknown person who has not changed for many years, and it is also the result of deliberately distorting and persecuting with these hands back then.

———If there were no reincarnation here, would the original you look like this?

Inexplicably wanting to hug her, Fu Si lost her mind for a moment in a daze, but the cold eyes made her wake up quickly.

No matter how faint and blurry the fiery red reflection reflected in the deep purple, it can be clearly seen that it is definitely not the filthy self.

Even if they have the same face, even if they have the same soul.

But that, it's just Nan Sixian who she looks down on, just that stupid Nan Sixian who doesn't know anything, just... Nan Sixian who was eliminated by Fu Sixian in the past!

It's different after all...

"However, there's nothing wrong with that." He smiled softly, his fiery red eyes burning with bloodthirsty viciousness, "I won't have to deal with a traitorous waste product and affect my mood."

Without hesitation, he took out countless magical weapons with ancient auras that are so majestic and majestic that people are surprised.

Fu Sixian, who has gone through several worlds in reincarnation and killed immortals and Buddhas, can be said to have shown the most serious and cautious attitude towards this single woman.

——It doesn’t matter even if all the points are exhausted, you must kill her completely before she draws the sword.

———Half a soul can't be left behind!

The reserve of points is of great significance to every reincarnator. After reaching a certain value, they can use it or not, which has almost become a tacit consensus among them.

After all, there are too many involved, and a few variables may turn all the hard work into ashes.

And in a world before the original world suffered too many failures, the remaining points seemed to be pressed to the boundary of this certain value by accident.

That's why back then, she put in all her effort to cultivate Ji Xue, and that's why she could only induce the White Dusk Crow from the sidelines and even fell down to being suppressed by the sword spirit.

But now she bet everything on herself without any hesitation or hesitation.

Just holding the sword naturally, just silently surging the sword intent.

It was easier for Ji Xue to make the conservative Fu Sixian make this kind of judgment that was close to giving up than the golden-eyed woman who made her feel scared.

...This kind of behavior is actually a very irrational mistake.

In terms of strength and potential danger, Ji Xue is definitely not the toughest opponent she has ever encountered.

For example, the guy who behaved a little perverted just now, the potential danger in the system evaluation can be said to be firmly above her, and for example, in terms of strength, the alien gods who once confronted the magic world also surpassed her. At this time, there is a lot of Ji Xue.

Not to the point where you have to use a lot of points.

Fu Sixian knew this clearly, and never had any doubts about this fact, but she still made the move.

Seemingly extravagant and wasteful, reckless, almost stupidly took out all he could.

———What is the reason for such fear...?

she does not know.

It's just that it has to be done, otherwise it won't work.

The endless chill from the depths of her soul, the vague sense of trembling, kept reminding her of this through several vague walls.

damn it!

He will believe in the sixth sense for no reason, it must be influenced by the stupid Nan Sixian!

After the shot, Fu Sixian, who felt very heartbroken, just had this idea in her heart. The reality that completely surpassed common sense made her have to take chances for her wise choice.

"The Luoshen dances to an end...the world is silent."

A cold and pleasant whisper opened the beginning of sword and destruction.

In the midst of thousands of killing moves, the snow-like beauty Mei Fengzhen suppressed her eyes indifferently, with an elegant twist of her wrist, the green sword Hong Chentan that came out of her hand was already hanging above the top without falling.

Immediately afterwards, the wind gathers and the snow surges.

The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if firmly locked by the vortex of sword intent, frantically gathered from all directions.

Even the surging mighty power that should belong to the magic weapon's attack was transformed into pure spiritual energy the moment it approached, like a wild horse that had run away and no longer listened to the original owner's command.

groan!

The sound of the sword, ringing.

All the spiritual energy compressed into one point transforms into a bright and dazzling aurora——

I saw that there was only black and white in the world left, and the blizzard was blowing wildly, as if the drums were beating on the heart. The extreme, irresistible power was extremely shocking.

The clearly visible shadow of the sword was reflected in those purple eyes, the snow-like hair fluttered in the wind, and the jade-like figure slowly moved his fingers together, exuding a sword-like aura that should be very familiar.

Wei Wu Wei Jian Zhi Dao, pouring the first and strongest Luoshen sword intent, using the supreme sword essence as the guide to become the ultimate sword.

This!

Undoubtedly it is... the move of the Sword Realm Luoshen that once destroyed the world in the past!

"No, that's not right." Fu Sixian looked at the huge lightsaber that was indistinguishable from red, white and black in astonishment, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

It was different from the sword at that time, and it was fundamentally different from the end that was deliberately guided.

Famous swords reach the Tao, and beauties are even more affectionate.

The sword of the world of mortals that is no longer pure sets off the ink-stained person who is no longer pure.

Lost the indifferent and ruthless three-point artistic conception, and added extremely difficult and complicated emotions. The paranoid ink color and Wugou Baixue who should have fought each other broke out, but they merged together in pursuit of a touch of red.

This is not the Sword of Contradiction bestowed upon Ji Xue according to her expectations.

The reincarnated man manipulated the remaining magical weapons that did not need aura, and rushed to the past with all his strength more urgently while asserting so.

Although it feels very similar...

Although the infinite sword intent also surpasses the laws governed by the Dao of Heaven, and distorts the concept of everything in the world according to one's own preferences...

However, this innocent and sweet sword move is much more dangerous to her than a deadly sword.

———You have to stop her shot!

Deeply in danger, Fu Sixian gritted his teeth and squeezed out the strength in his body, jumped up suddenly and held the reappearing Burning Soul with both hands, and wanted to slash at the cracked sword-like aura around Ji Xue's body .

When the sword move was about to be fired, the spiritual energy gathered at the tip of the sword, which was the time when Ji Xue's defense was weakest.

As long as the soul-burning cleansing sin, which is extremely destructive to the soul body, can directly hurt her, the mere sword-like incarnation body will be affected to a certain extent at this moment.

still have a chance……! ! !

"boom!!!"

The confrontation between red and white arouses the resonance of the mountains, making thousands of noises.The howling heaven and earth shattered a square inch of void, and the waves of air spread far and wide.

Looking at it again, the outcome is just as Fu Sixian thought.

The most perfect timing brings the most perfect result... It is her power of burning soul and cleansing crimes at the peak, which cut through Ji Xue's weakening spiritual power protective aura forcefully!

Half a step away, spots of light scattered like shattered glass all over the eyes, the blade of the sword swept the fire, and less than an inch forward, blood spattered three feet like a jade body.

----Won! ! ! ! ! !

When Burning Soul and Cleansing Sin followed the graceful arc and kissed that delicate and fair neck, she almost cried out in excitement.

Yes, it will definitely be called out.

If it wasn't for the moment when the beautiful blood bloomed, this body suddenly froze for such an inexplicable moment.

The so-called moment is actually too much to say.

If you really want to use a timer to calculate it, there is probably not even a hundredth of a second, which may be a short time that ordinary people and even themselves cannot realize.

But it's such a momentary difference.

The evil and triumphant smile fell into silence with her scream that should have been ear-piercing, and the faded sword drew a trace of surprise and inconceivable traces with the chaos that had just opened up in the world.

The sound of the sword resounded, and the outcome was reversed.

Ji Xue's hands crossed on her forehead were spread wide open like fans, Hong Chen sighed that the transparent green sword body suddenly reflected the dawn light in the snow.

In an instant, Ruitian, the sword god of the most pure and natural consciousness, turned into tens of millions.

Innumerable sword lights, with even more innumerable snowfalls, outline the magnificent elegance that has been intoxicated for thousands of years under the painting theory of boundless ink smudges.

Sure enough, it is the ultimate in the sword that is absolutely unsolvable...

With drooping eyes and a bitter sigh, Fu Sixian completely gave up resistance at the first moment, or there was no way to resist at all.

Not to mention accepting the move, she couldn't even do the most basic cognition, all she knew was that no matter how she moved, she could clearly feel the severe pain of the blade cutting into her body.

Everywhere and everything is not.

The sword seemed to have taken over the entire world, and even the Dao of Heaven was held in her hands.

——So, can the system still protect itself this time?

Probably, no way...

Such pain that tears the soul, and the ease of unloading the heavy weight, should be the invisible and traceless sword that severed the link between people and the system.

A reincarnation who is no longer a reincarnation, what value is there for the system to take action...?

It's over, it's all, it's over.

For some reason, he felt a little bored and relieved, the reincarnation involved in the sword dance of the world closed his eyes wearily: "Still, I can't do anything... She and I are the same..."

☆, 112. The heroine does not die from soy sauce