Sword Qi Hengqiu

A gust of wind suddenly struck, and Bu Fanshuang dodged cleverly, avoiding the strong wind of the opponent.

A handsome face slowly appeared, and the master here, the spirit of Ling Cang, an ancient fairy god, appeared in front of Bu Fanshuang: "Your Excellency's future is limitless."

Although Bu Fanshuang couldn't use spells, she still seemed to be able to handle it with ease. She didn't rush or panic: "What's the difference?"

"Ordinary swords, fists and kicks." Shenhun said, "You can't use any spells."

Bu Fanshuang Youzai Youzai asked: "Will the last test give me back my cultivation?"

"Yes." Shenhun readily agreed, "I must give it to you, but the last hurdle is all my strength, and I also borrowed my colleague's magic weapon, which is very dangerous. If you are not sure, there is still time to quit now."

"No retreat." Bu Fanshuang replied flatly, "Hurry up, sir, my sweetheart is still waiting for me at home."

Shenhun sighed helplessly, and picked up the whip in his hand: "Then come on, how about a master's move, how about three moves to determine the outcome?"

Bu Fanshuang touched the ground with her toes, turned over and jumped on top of Shenhun's head, the long sword shook, and the tip of the sword went straight towards Shenhun.Shenhun gave a low voice: "Good posture." After saying that, he took a step forward, moved in the air, turned over and kicked the sword away.Bu Fanshuang did not evade, and with the power of Shenshun's kick, she turned around and stabbed Shenshun for the second time.

The long whip of the soul rolled towards Bu Fanshuang's lower body, Bu Fanshuang's eyes were fixed, and he raised his arm at a very fast speed, the long sword was wrapped around the whip, and was pulled and stabbed towards the rock beside him, Bu Fanshuang used his strength to tap the tip of his toe on the rock , quickly rushed forward, pressed Shenhun's right shoulder, jumped, and rolled behind Shenhun.

The whip of Shenhun was thrown from above, and it was drawn towards Bu Fanshuang's chest like a swimming dragon.

Bu Fanshuang beheaded the whale with a dance, and tapped on the whip a few times. The long whip lost its strength and fell downwards. Bu Fanshuang grasped the tip of the whip, and the whip wrapped around his hand a few times. He said with a cheerful smile: "Bring it!"

After finishing speaking, Bu Fanshuang exerted force on his hand and pulled back, the whip came out of Shenhun's hand and fell into Bu Fanshuang's hands.Bu Fanshuang weighed the whip, said with a smile, "I won."

Shenhun spread his hands: "You won."

"This level is too easy." Bu Fanshuang said lightly, "Is there another trick?"

"It's gone." Shenhun said, "Cultivators, they all use magic spells far away. Even if they use swords, they are killing people with sword intent. Few people even have real boxing skills, so you won this level." It's easy, but it has damaged many masters."

"That's their problem." Bu Fanshuang threw the whip back into Shenhun's arms, "If you want to be strong, shouldn't you be strong in every aspect?"

"But there are very few who can do it." Shenhun stepped aside, "Please, both of you."

Bu Fanshuang said suddenly: "I have tried to cut off the connection between him and me with this spell, but you can still feel it?"

"Cut off the connection?" Shenhun looked at him in surprise, "You didn't cut off the connection between the caster and you, maybe you thought it was cut off, but the other party might have held back, or used some kind of cover-up to let You mistakenly think that he can't come to your side with pure energy."

"What if he's in seclusion?" Bu Fanshuang said, "Or can he feel it when he's asleep?"

Shenhun paused: "This seems to be a new technique, and I can only get a rough idea. But I think he may be able to feel it from the subtlety of this technique."

Bu Fanshuang chuckled, "Thank you."

I knew that Ling Rangjin would not be honest.To be on the safe side, Bu Fanshuang wrapped up the fresh air with her own devilish energy after coming to Shenluojing, trying to cut off Ling Rangjin's perception, so that he could recover from his illness with peace of mind.

Apparently Ling Rangjin knew about Bu Fanshuang's virtues, so he was also on his guard.

Bu Fanshuang thought about it, and simply withdrew the demonic energy. If something happened, Ling Rangjin found out that he had tampered with it when he came over, but something bad would happen.

Next, try to succeed in one fell swoop, and everything will be fine if there is no danger.

Bu Fanshuang walked towards the last level, and as soon as she entered the door, she was stopped slightly by a powerful pressure.He looked up, and saw the strength of Ling Cang, who looked exactly like the soul, sitting in front of a waterfall, behind him was a waterfall of water, and under him was a clear lake, sitting on a rock.

"My colleague's magic weapon will suppress your original strength." Power said, "It's still too late to withdraw, once you and I make a move, we will live and die at our own risk."

"No need to say more." Bu Fanshuang tilted his head, "The herb growing on the bank not far behind you is Qingxue?"

"That's right." Strength stood up, "No one has passed the final level for many years, you are very good, and you will even be stronger than me in the future, are you sure you want to take the risk?"

"Sure." Bu Fanshuang said lazily, "Let's get started, my sweetheart is still waiting for me to go back."

Power nodded, jumped up suddenly, and killed him without mercy.Bu Fanshuang attacked the whale head-on. This time, no one used skills, but the most primitive fighting.

In the future, Feng Qiongye commented: "The front is tough, there is yours, Second Master."

At this time, his second master only felt that the devilish energy was overflowing from his body, presumably it was because of the magic weapon, and the other party's pure energy just restrained his own devilish energy, and he felt powerless for the first time.

However, the more disadvantaged Bu Fanshuang was, the happier he smiled, his eyes were bottomless and crazy.Obviously he wanted to try his best to fight back, but he seemed to have the upper hand, he seemed to be in high spirits, and he almost bowed to Ling Cang's power on the spot.

He fought more and more bravely, although he was restrained, there was a strange light in his eyes.

However, the longer the struggle, the more disadvantaged Bu Fanshuang would be. He carefully protected his chest, for fear of alarming Ling Rangjin. For the first time in his life, there was a place that needed to be cared for, but he tied his hands and feet.

In order to protect Qingqi, he was wounded by the force in several places. The problem is not serious, but this time Lingcang Power changed the weapon, holding a slender blade in his hand, which is extremely sharp, and the slightest touch will cause blood to flow As noted.Although the injury was not serious, it looked scary.

Bu Fanshuang gritted his teeth, and stabbed out with a sword sideways, mixed with the power of thunder, this move used most of his skill, the murderous aura was overwhelming, even Ling Cang's power was startled, he didn't dare to face the sharpness, turned around to hide, but Finding nowhere to hide, he had no choice but to turn around and stab at Bu Fanshuang's opening with his sword.

Bu Fanshuang frowned slightly, and was about to dodge, when the blade's edge arrived, and it just brushed against his chest.

Bu Fanshuang: "..."

He continued to attack Lingcang unabated - it would be fun if Ling Rangjin woke up and saw his current appearance.

In the lonely mountain, lingering on the jade bed, Ling Rangjin seemed to notice something in his deep sleep. He frowned in his dream. Even though he was unconscious, he still instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He was lying on the jade bed, uttering vague sleepy words: "Fan Shuang..."

The dream was all black, and he was so confused that he couldn't see the end at a glance. Ling Rangjin suddenly felt a pain in his heart. The severe pain made his heart palpitate. Driven by the pain, he suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no one in the room, and in order not to disturb his rest, everyone was outside.After Ling Rangjin woke up, he realized that the heartache was not caused by his physical injury, but seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

For no reason, he felt that something had happened to Bu Fanshuang.

Ling Yu suddenly woke up on the bed, and Ling Rangjin felt weak in his hands and feet for a moment. He wanted to get out of bed, but almost fell to the ground.Immortal Venerable held onto the edge of the bed, gasping for a moment before regaining his senses.

When he was about to step out of the magic circle, he felt a pulling feeling.His heart trembled, he immediately calmed down, and said something in a low voice.

Before the spell could land, Ling Rangjin disappeared out of thin air.

Xia Weishuang, Bai Ping, Xie Luan, Xiao Wei and Feng Qiongye Bian Chenwu are sitting under the peach blossom tree eating melon seeds and chatting, while Xiao Wei is telling jokes to make everyone laugh except Bian Chenwu, Xia Weishuang Suddenly throwing the melon rind in his hand, his expression sank, he stood up abruptly and looked in one direction.

Xiao Bi was still eating: "Swollen, bah, what's wrong?"

Xia Weishuang's expression turned cold: "The magic circle on the jade bed has stopped."

When Feng Qiongye heard this, he was so frightened that the melon seeds were sprinkled: "Then what about my master?"

Bian Chenwu frowned, got up and together with Xia Weishuang, rushed to Ling Rangjin's room, and the others followed immediately. When Xia Weishuang opened the door, they found that the Lingyu bed was empty.

Bu Fanshuang once again condensed her whole body's cultivation, filling the edge of the sword, and when the swords collided, they did not give in.The power of Ling Cang frowned slightly, distracted for a moment, a cunning flashed in Bu Fanshuang's eyes, he suddenly hit the vital point of Ling Cang's power recklessly, but when the sword was sent out, his waist and abdomen were also exposed Under the opponent's blade.

Naturally, Lingcang's strength would not give up this opportunity, he slashed at Bu Fanshuang's waist, trying to force him back.Who knew that Bu Fanshuang was really crazy, never hiding or retreating, even if she was going to die, she had to kill Lingcang's power first.

Just when the blade was about to touch Bu Fanshuang's side, the water-colored light flashed across his chest, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Bu Fanshuang, a hand with slender fingers and well-defined joints was tightly holding the blade of the long blade .

The blood dripped down, the visitor gave a low drink, let go and slapped forward, forcing back Ling Cang's strength.

When Bu Fanshuang saw his sweetheart, he sighed silently, and didn't know whether to scold him for not taking a good rest and worrying about it, or to play with a guilty conscience.

When he saw Ling Rangjin looking back, Mozun suddenly had a bad feeling. Ling Rangjin's eyes fell on Bu Fanshuang's bleeding wound, and he frowned tightly.

Bu Fanshuang rolled her eyes, and she was still domineering just now, and suddenly she shook weakly, covering the wound that looked the scariest but actually had nothing wrong with it: "Ah, Ah Jin... I thought I wouldn't see you again ..."

The strength of Ling Cang watched him act: "..."

Bu Fanshuang staggered and reached out to hold Ling Rangjin's shoulder, and said affectionately and weakly, "Why are you here?"

Ling Rangjin glanced at him, smiled, and seemed to dislike him: "Look at how you act."