The enemy of comprehension is the sword

The silence in the frost, the cold face after the haze.

Ji Xueyu pointed lightly, dressed in a dead air, and spoke indifferently.

Covering the world with yin and cold, it is an attitude of looking down on all living beings, and it is also a state of loneliness.

no reason.

The simple and mournful chant followed the pair of burning deep purple pupils, hit the wolf's heart, and silently turned into a sigh of dust.

echo, echo...

Which faction or world is she from, what exactly is she trying to do here, and why she wants to kill herself.

And... There is no reason for what she said, and why she explained it more carefully than others, and there is a feeling of convincing her.

The wolf was almost tormented by the tangled feeling in his chest, and he wanted to ask random questions aloud.

However, the doubts that filled his mind were ultimately not as fast as this body's instinctive fighting talent.

No time to think, no time to hesitate.

The bloodthirsty sword has been drawn.

Ji Xue, who had already spoken all her words, didn't even have the patience to wait for the last answer. The moment the ending sound landed, she pointed her sword at the sky, arousing murderous intent.

In an instant.

The violent wind roared non-stop, and thousands of snow swords were insane.

The world-wrenching snow brought by the realm of pure consciousness, armed with an unknown killing intent, kept attacking him for a moment.

The sword is obsession, and the sword style is refined.

Even the girl Canglang, who is the incarnation of a divine beast, cannot hold back the offensive in front of her.

Feeling the fear of death for the second time since the Battle of the Ghost Emperor, Canglang's long, fluffy ears trembled slightly, and he stomped hard on his feet, flying up into the air.

Stepping, raising hands, lowering waist, turning around...

The movements of the wolf's flickering are like devout prayers, and also like the dazzling dance of a red building.

Even if it was the snow swords all over the sky, the speed changed slowly, even if it was the silent ink marks, the trajectory was hard to find, this treacherous sword move that was difficult to parry, couldn't hurt her even an iota!

Fast swords and cunning swords seem to change in thousands of ways and are fast and difficult to beat the sharpness, but in fact they always hurt people before they can be fatal.

Then just dodge the sharp blade at the limit speed in the moment before it touches the body. The wolf who jumped like a rabbit firmly believed in this point, and proved it with facts.

but.

This is just a sideshow at the beginning.

The red light in the wolf's eyes is getting brighter and brighter, he understands deeply, understands better than anyone else———

This person didn't even show one ten thousandth of seriousness!

Even her body, which is comparable to the top physical cultivation, can be frozen to the extreme cold, which stimulates her whole body to stand upside down, and the blood is close to boiling with the sword intent of death, and, tightly encircling her, even half a step can't move her. Break out of the sword style of siege.

If any one of them is taken out, it can be called the power to aspire to the pinnacle of this world.

However, this woman, apart from the casual swipe of her fingertips when she started the battle, let alone a move, she didn't even move a step!

A terrifying enemy.

It's not much better than that ghost emperor.

Maybe...it will become a big problem that threatens Miss!

After figuring this out, Canglang took a deep breath, pumped up his monster energy, and once again climbed several feet and stood proudly.

The melted snow moistened her naturally curly hair drop by drop, leaving a little white blush on her face, filled with a jade-colored mysterious light.

In front of her was the persevering Xuejian, chasing after her.Behind her, there is a crescent moon that pierces through the clouds and finally rises.

The state of the demon power is barely suitable, and the moon tonight is just right!

The corner of his mouth raised a trace of confidence, and Canglang's right hand was clawed, and slowly raised to the left side of his forehead, his long sleeves were hanging down, and his raised head was covered with Dao pattern.

Followed by.

"Ow—!"

There was a long howl at the moon, and the sky fell and the earth shattered.

The thick smog that came from nowhere tightly wrapped Canglang's body, making it impossible for people to see where she was.

Then, facing Ji Xue's countless snow swords, a hand clad in a moon-white armor with penetrating nails pierced through the haze and stretched out coquettishly.

Turning over silently, palms facing themselves——

Hold it tight!

boom.

The aurora suddenly appeared, and the demon spirit was soaring!

The smog surrounding the wolf's body instantly swayed away with the violent air waves, and a wave of monstrous waves blew the Lingzhi all over the place almost flying away.

At the same time, Ji Xue's innumerable snow-colored swords also collapsed at this moment, as if they were crushed from the middle.

The rain of scattered flowers, accompanied by the broken snow, was reflected in the white eyes, and the messy long hair was scattered.

He couldn't tell the difference between black and white robes, and the corners of his clothes were raised.

The silent and indifferent sword sound rang out quietly.

Ji Xue, who stood quietly on the spot, riding the wave of air, finally raised her eyes and coldly glanced at the provocative person.

The gray wolf in mid-air quietly changed into a set of moon-white scale armor for the taoist robe on his body, showing a heroic and savage beauty.

What was originally a ruddy complexion had completely turned into a sickly pale.

The slender figure also seemed to be changing, and became a little thinner.

However, whether it is cultivation base or the sense of strength that fills the whole body, it is much stronger than before.

More importantly, the meaning in those blood-red eyes was no longer the innocence full of curiosity, but, like a bloodthirsty beast, madness.

The line of sight slid down little by little, and slowly merged with the coldness of Ji Xue.

"Mortal, are you the one who provoked the murderous intentions of the four gods? You don't know how to live or die." The wolf looked down at Ji Xue arrogantly, snorted heavily with disdain, and said arrogantly, "Forget it, you can die in the hands of the wolf at night, you A lifetime is worth it.”

A cute little girl like a rabbit, and a guardian as fierce as a wolf.

A huge personality change, accompanied by a rebirth in which the strength has increased exponentially.

In the beginning, the wolf, although his physical foundation and so on had surpassed the limit of a monk, his cultivation still remained at a level that barely surpassed Wangyun Sword Master.

But now this wolf can no longer be measured by the standards of Nanming Realm.

Fairy, she is not a complete fairy.

But...

"do you know?"

Ji Xue's voice was piercingly cold, and the frost was endless.

"In your eyes, the redness similar to hers makes me hard to calm down, and even more so makes me hard to kill!"

How long is ten years, but a sword lamp falls and a sword song dances.

Why, the heart is so difficult, why, the sound of the sword is noisy, endless...

Looking at Canglang's red eyes, a pretty red shadow silently reflected in Ji Xue's eyes, stirring up the demons in her heart.

Even though the pupil colors of the two people are not the same, even though Nan Sixian's red pupils will only appear suddenly when using a sword.

But this small and ridiculous similarity is enough to make the enchanted swordsman feel a kind of anger, jealousy and unhappiness from the bottom of his heart.

Can't stand it!

The fingers of Ji Xue's left hand were pinched together, and the slender fingers were dyed with a touch of ink on the fingertips. In this snow-colored world, the ink is extremely conspicuous.

One flash, another flash.

The ink gas less than an inch, every time it flickers, it spreads and spreads like ink that melts into a spring.

Three breaths cover the sky.

The sword move of Yueshen rises from the mountain, and the ink light that enters the painting is like rain, with a magnificent and charming style, and its power is dazzling.

Before Canglang could even react, the deep meaning hidden in her words could be seen——

A gigantic sword reaching to the sky suddenly unfurls a landscape painting scroll that shocks the past and the present, the ink rhyme is extremely strong!

The pupils dilated instantly.

Not good!This sword has locked itself firmly!

Concentrating the monster power in his palm, Canglang slashed the air with his palm, trying to avoid the sword with the force of recoil.

It's a pity that the instinctive reaction is a few minutes slower than the one before the intention.

Want to run...?

late!

"Sword Realm, Mo Shi."

The movement hesitated in the blink of an eye, and Ji Xue's cold voice, like a bell falling to the ground, opened the sky with two fingers, it was the sword that opened the world, and it was inevitable.

Based on one's own artistic conception and built with the strongest sword intention, it has become a number of elegiac songs.

Silence enveloped the world.

The magnificently beautiful ancient ink painting, with one stroke, separates the world of life and death, rewrites the world, and one sword, reverses the secluded environment of reincarnation, and attracts people into the world.

In a trance, I saw a smear of snow stepping on endless ink marks, and a giant sword condensed the pure breath of death and slashed.

Broken heart, ruthless, don't bring some poignant and sad colors.

The nocturnal wolf, who was forced into the painting, stands alone on a cliff and a line of sky, his inner breath is restrained, and he cannot even move an inch.

In desperation, there is only... yuan kung fu as a shield, and body to block it!

boom!

The power of the divine beast trembled under the sword, and the white light soaring into the sky took away the vision of the entire world.

The ultimate confrontation, only one sound——

Pfft...!

The sword of the heart and soul is mixed with an incomparably cold and soft beauty, but nothing seems to be able to stop it.

Canglang's all-powerful monster power barrier, in front of Mo Shi's sword, is only like a thin curtain of water, piercing through it in a moment.

After the ink light converges, the painting ends, the wind stops, and the world returns!

In the bleakness, a moon-white figure stained with a few smudges of green ink was thrown away far away, leaving only a shimmering red snow on the ground, causing everything to be silent.

Win or lose, judge.

Could it be that even the divine beast of the upper realm, the wolf, is not the enemy of this white-haired swordsman?

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Suddenly, a burst of appreciative applause broke the silence of the world.

The intertwined palms are slender and delicate, but strong and strong, without ugly calluses, but it makes people think that these are hands that should hold a sword.

Plus a layer of ink marks that haven't faded away.

Without a doubt, it was Ji Xue!

"...The one who can successfully receive my sword move, in this world, you are the second."

Tonight, in Ji Xue's eyes, for the first time, the figure of the woman in the moon-white armor appeared, she was crazy and amazing.

With a slightly trembling left hand, he casually pulled a strand of disobedient hair behind his ear.

Tilt your ears and listen quietly, the snow is falling and melting as clear as water.

Under the eyes of Ji Xue looking at the top of the mountain, there was a half deep darkness, like regret, but also like not caring, she said in a low, chant-like voice.

"Unfortunately, there is no future."

No future... No future... No matter how dazzling an existence is, if it dies, there will be nothing left...

She is not a novice in the trivial matter of killing people's lives, and there is no ridiculous hypocrisy, let alone, for her, for her!

However, recalling her reaction when she came out of the realm of consciousness that day, she suddenly, inexplicably, hated blood for no reason and death for no reason.

well.The world of mortals disturbs itself, so why bother...

The hand that was about to wipe away the redness on the cheek paused in the air, but clenched his fist again, letting the filth slide down a tear-like bloodstain.

Sadly, sadly.

"Cough, cough, cough... I'm just being careless for a while, don't be so arrogant!"

The frantic night wind howled violently.

A huge water column exploded, circled, and finally flew above the stream, turning into a giant dragon with its teeth and claws.

Proudly stepping on the ferocious head of the water dragon, the scales on the abdomen of the thin figure have completely disappeared, leaving only a dark sword mark oozing with blood, in a state of embarrassment and misery.

However, the pair of red eyes were full of splendor, and the brilliance did not change.

"Heh, haha, hahahaha..."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously with his right hand, Canglang turned his head sideways, laughing evilly, and pointed at Ji Xue.

"The fight has only just begun, swordsmen, don't let this old lady down!"

☆, 37. Heaven and earth are swords