The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 27

The sword energy condenses and snow falls to the fairy mountain, and the strong wind hits the body like a knife, without changing the arrogance.

Yinhua Mountain, which has been like spring all the year round for hundreds of years, today, stepped on a snowy path under the feet of swordsmen from other worlds, ushering in a rare and rare scene.

The woman was wearing a fleece with black stripes on a white background, and her whole body was covered with white snowflakes, but she didn't care at all.

Special, as if it has nothing to do with this world, attracts newcomers to cast all their eyes on her, appreciating this unique color.

The fair neck extends to the attractive collarbone with a beautiful texture like official porcelain, and the hair of the same color as Luoxue draws a delicate arc softly, hanging on the chest and waist, so smooth that people want to touch it Enter, feel the quiet touch.

Under the gloomy sword light and firefly, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and her pale lips are closed, just like a lover in the fairy world, silently, revealing a cold indifference.

Immediately afterwards, the young people who were about to be fascinated by the beauties were stunned by a pair of shockingly cold purple eyes, and their hearts were chilled.

There was nothing in those frightening eyes, only killing for no reason, hiding only a thousand years of evil.

However, at the moment when the eyes met, an illusory but real thought imprinted in my heart——

"In her eyes, we don't even have the concept of being alive, we are completely dead!"

At this time, the cultivators who had ascended to the immortals had just realized the reality that this woman had just killed and wounded the two peak masters, and they fidgeted and commotioned.

"What to do! Even... not even the peak master is an opponent!"

"Damn it, what is the number one sect of the Dao Vein Seven Mysteries, and there is such a perverted enemy without explaining in advance?"

"What nonsense, the peak master is only careless for a while, how could he really not be able to beat a woman!"

"By the way, what is she talking about about Nan Sixian? Just hand it over soon."

"Yes, yes, yes! Hand it over!"

Noisy quarrels, although their meanings are different, but the fear of death in the eyes of the young people is clearly revealed.The celebration that was originally held for Liwei turned into a scene of heartbreak after a little bit of ink seeped in.

———We can’t go on like this.

The three Daoist priests looked at each other with serious expressions, and then stood up in unison. The power of the strong men covered the entire Longmen Hall together.

"What a fuss, what a shame!"

The Tao is like the power of the sky to wake up the mind, revealing everything and turning it into dust. The three gods who ascended to the immortals joined hands in an instant, stretching their sleeves in the air, and their arrogance shook the heavens and the earth.

The cultivators who were originally horrified by the endless murderous intentions of the trespassers finally calmed down a little bit from the sudden killing of the peak master under the reprimand of the elders of the master, and stopped talking nonsense.

As the head of the seven mysteries of the Taoism, ascending to the Immortal Lindao, he has fought countless monsters raging everywhere for thousands of years, and there are many tyrannical and terrifying people among them.

There are three Taoist priests sitting in the town, they have no need to be afraid at all!

However, after those three people reprimanded them, they looked at the white-haired female devil without saying a word. Could this be the battle of consciousness between the legendary masters?

of course not!

First to break through the mountain guard formation, and then to defeat the two peak masters with one sword, if they still can't recognize the strength of the person in front of them, it is impossible.

Although the real limit is still unknown, she must at least be a guy of the same level as her. Isn't it embarrassing whether it's a tie or being beaten?

What's more, in front of so many disciples, this Kui Ziran and Yi Shan are naturally unwilling to eat.

So, after making the move, the two of them kept their eyes on their noses and their hearts, pretending to be two stone pillars and waiting for the others to move first.

And Qingshuangluo's thoughts are even more colorful.

The bastard Ji Xue only knows Nan Sixian, who has been tiresome and annoying since the time when the fairy gate chose an apprentice.It was so hard to send away people out of sight and out of mind, and before I sent anyone to follow him, this guy went straight to the Tao of Immortals, and let people live? !

The more I think about it, the more bored I become, and the more I look at it, the more my anger soars into the sky.

Unbearable, Qingshuang Luolu put his hands together and swiped his face, turning Yu Ruyi into a purple long sword with celestial spirit, and he took a step forward as if he was about to start a battle.

———That Senior Sister Shuangluo would be the first to attack? !

———Is this woman stupid?But it's also good!

Doubts flashed across Zibeard Daoist and Yishan Daoist's minds, but they didn't intend to stop her.

The strength of the three of them is almost the same, it would be great for one of them to test the water first, maybe he can catch a leak and reap the benefits.

Originally, Qingshuangluo was also proficient in this way, but now, the breath in her chest made her not interested in intrigue, and she had no choice but to fight!

The red color stained the corners of her eyes, and she threw the Shufeng Sword in the air with a flick of her hand, and then turned her hands over, weaving the formation of Yin and Yang of the Five Elements.

Immediately, a monstrous phantom flew out from the vortex of the formation, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth into itself.

The Shufeng Sword in mid-air was also drawn by Meng Zhao's nameless force, abruptly turning around the sky, piercing through the center of the formation majesticly, chasing the phantom up.

"Zi Yan forges sharpness!"

With a sword of purple energy, the Taoist mysterious swordsmanship draws spiritual energy from all directions into an array.

Shufeng joined the phantom body, turned into the shape of a vermilion bird, breathed out Nanming Lihuo, roared and went straight to Jixue.

In the dazzling brilliance, the snow-like swordsman was indifferent and fearless, with two fingers concentrated, facing the attacking Suzaku's beak with a faint ink mark.

Extreme trick to meet.

The seemingly weak ink directly swallowed the purple sea of ​​flames that Dao Zun put all his strength into, and cut across the neck of the divine bird, without changing his momentum, and finally left a cold red mark on Qingshuangluo's cheek.

The sword of Wuxin was drawn on his body, although it was not a matter of victory or defeat, it still hurt people's hearts and burst into sadness.

The left hand touched the face, but the pain was in the soul.

"You want my life? Come and get it! Come and get it!"

Screaming, Qingshuang bit her lips tightly with resentment in her eyes, urging the magic formula with all her strength, the thousands of waves that melted from the tip of the sword stirred up a surge of aura, and ripples in her heart.

Love, or not love, has long been the past, not worth mentioning.

However, the ruthlessness of the swordsman was a despair that she could not stand.

This memory started absurdly, and ended... sadly, but even now, she didn't believe that she threw it away and switched back. There was only one sorry and a cold sword.

Unforgettable love, suffering in the heart, the afterglow of the sword piercing the sky, like accusation, like questioning, tricks to shake Yun Zhenye, it is unwillingness, it is madness...

Unreservedly pouring out the spiritual power in the body, ignoring the random means to squeeze the meridians to swell, Qingshuangluo pressed Ji Xue forcefully, in the eyes of his disciples' admiration, a sword is better than a sword, hurting the enemy is also hurting oneself.

until----

The ink sword comes out, and the world silences!

Ji Xue's eyes froze, and her strong foundation drove her figure to move a few minutes faster, and the sword of heart and soul, which finally bloomed in brilliance, could not be stopped by anyone, faster and heavier.

In the next moment, the ink-colored sword hit Shufeng's sword fiercely, pointing at Qingshuang Luo's heart, cold and cold, like the top of a sword outside the dust.

"You, are you crazy enough?"

Looking down condescendingly, but with eyes that are obviously full of displeasure but still tolerated.

In front of her, using this inferior fighting method that made the sword weep, she has not yet been sent to see the King of Hades.

I am afraid that there are not enough people in the world who can enjoy this special treatment, right?I can actually count as one, not bad.

Qing Shuangluo, who had calmed down a little, laughed at herself, thinking in her heart, her next sentence must be, I said before, such a sword is so pale that it makes me sick...

No, she is no longer the innocent girl who practiced sword with her every day in the past, and the sword in her hand has lost her strength of martial arts, and the two of them are not even friends, they can only be eternal enemies.

How could she... not change...

"I said before, such a sword is so pale that it makes me sick."

The voice fell, and the ink sword returned to its sheath.The familiar reprimand was still cold and unkind, but it was so warm that Qing Shuangluo could hardly stand.

"you……?!"

Contradictory fire filled her heart, Qingshuang fell to her feet and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately a cold hand held her at a vague angle.

"Hundreds of years of pure cultivation can't wash away your recklessness, and you will see more nonsense on the contrary. You are on the way to immortality, hmph!"

Ji Xue's very personal care made her open her mouth, not knowing what to say.

This person ran to other people's territory to shout and kill, and looked down on her sect in front of her as a Daoist, yet he still acted righteously, what a... bastard!

If you want to throw it away, throw it away to the end!It's only now that it's come out to tease people again, what's going on... We are enemies, enemies who will never die...

Qingshuang Luoqiang suppressed herself and was full of sourness and sweetness. She shook off Jixue's hand and viciously used the weird expression with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She wanted to curse, but was suppressed by another terrifying momentum. Living.

The aura of the fairy mountain surged, the billowing smoke retreated silently, and the towering ancient pines also covered the morning light to make way.

I saw a cold figure coming slowly with a green bamboo sword, like a fairy born from the world, without any mortal vulgarity.

"Sword Master Wangyun!"

Daoist Yishan's face distortedly revealed the identity of the visitor when he roared loudly, but Sword Master Wangyun, who should be acquainted with him, didn't even look at him, and landed directly beside Jixue and Qingshuangluo.

"...You are in a hurry."

With a bit of helplessness on his cold face, the green bamboo sword transformed into thousands, stopped Daoist Yishan who wanted to rush over, shook his head at Jixue, and said.

Before he finished speaking, the man grabbed the map and rushed over. Fortunately, it seemed that nothing happened.

Well, the broken arm of Peak Lord is really not an accident in his eyes.

"You are too slow."

Ji Xue snorted softly, rolled up a strand of hair, and retorted indifferently.

Obviously something happened to Nan Sixian, Wangyun Jianzun, the master, is not in a hurry, I really don't know what he thinks.

"You are not slow, is it useful?"

Indeed, even Sword Master Wangyun arrived slowly, but Jixue still... got nothing!

"They have agreed that I will exchange the lives of everyone present in exchange for Nan Sixian."

Well, if you don’t change, you have to change!

As soon as she said this, Jianzun Wangyun's cold face almost choked up.

Do you have any common sense? This person, just to save a little girl, ran to threaten the number one sect of Daomai Qixuan by himself, and——

"...I said that if you want to find a disciple, you have to come to the Immortal Lindao, not that they arrested my disciple."

Sword Master Wang Yun stared coldly at Ji Xue, who was a dead duck with a stiff mouth, and slowly told the truth of the matter word by word.

"I want to borrow someone's ghost mirror."