Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

"whoosh, whoosh"

As the sword rain advanced from far to near, Huang Qingyue supported her inner strength, and a transparent circle surrounded herself. The sword pierced the light circle, and with a "Dang", it broke and fell.

The denser and denser sword rains came rushing towards, Huang Qingyue frowned slightly in her heart.

This yin and yang formation is really powerful. I was originally treated by Chu Fengyu, and my skill is unmatched in today's world, but walking in this formation is so difficult, so I paused in my heart, and scanned the front with my quiet eyes Suddenly, a protrusion on the stone wall on the left side in front caught his attention.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, a hint of sarcasm curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he walked through the rain of swords like a ghost.

With a sound of "clang", the protrusion was actually the hilt of a precious sword, which was separated from the sword body by him.

The sword rain stopped, and there was a strong fishy smell in the air. Huang Qingyue withdrew her internal energy, but at this moment, the long sword that lost its hilt poured out from the crack in the stone.

The speed was so fast that Huang Qingyue only had time to dodge sideways, but she still injured her left arm, and the blood slowly seeped into the white sleeve robe, dripping down the rotten leaves along her fingers.

There were layers of ripples in the calm water eyes, Huang Qingyue didn't care about the injury on her arm, and continued to walk forward, he had to seize the time to quickly find the real location of Xuanyin Valley.

And the man in Tsing Yi who just walked out of the dungeon greeted a nervous looking subordinate in front of him.

"Young master, someone has broken into the yin-yang formation."

Hearing this, Xuan Xiao's eyes showed a sneer, so what if he can enter the formation, this formation was stepped down by the ancestors of the Xuanyin family, there is no way to solve it, and those who enter this formation will undoubtedly die.

"Oh? There is such a powerful person who can see through the 'Yin-Yang Formation' of the Xuanyin family that has not been seen through for a hundred years. Do you know who it is?"

"He is a young man who is as beautiful as a banished fairy. Judging from his appearance, he looks like the Zhide Emperor Huang Qingyue who has just ascended the throne."

Listening to the solemn analysis of his subordinates, when that name appeared in his ears, Xuan Xiao felt his heart tighten suddenly.

"Why didn't you stop him?"

Coldly yelling, the man in Tsing Yi walked forward quickly.

"Before the subordinates had time to make a move, he entered the formation."

The black-clothed man following behind, I don't know why the young master showed such a terrified expression, the people who came to invade Xuanyin Valley, entered the Yin-Yang formation, wouldn't it be better to die, but he said these words when he saw the blue-clothed man After such a frightening expression, he could only swallow it abruptly.

When that white shadow appeared in his eyes, the white clothes had already been stained with layers of blood, and the boy was still walking forward stubbornly. At the entrance, he hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Go, go and bring people out."

"Young master, there is nothing you can do."

Even the young master is unable to enter the formation and bring people out now.

Huang Qingyue gently covered her heart, sat cross-legged on a clean slate, treated the wounds on her body a little, then closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, but after a while, she opened those moon-like eyes again. Bright eyes.

It seemed that someone had been watching his actions. He raised his eyes and glanced at the rustling woods in front of him, then got up and continued walking forward.

There was always a voice in his heart urging him to move forward, as if if he took a few more steps, he would be able to get closer to the boy in red.

With the wind blowing in his ears, Huang Qingyue carefully listened to all the movements around him. Suddenly, his feet staggered, and a few vines emerged from the green onion ground, binding his forward steps.

His eyes turned cold, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he cut off the entangled vines. He knew that he could not take it lightly. From the way he had just traveled, he would turn into another dangerous place every hour. And in this dangerous place, every half an hour, the attack will change, and the direction that follows the sunlight and moonlight will confuse him at any time.

He stopped and listened for a while, then suddenly two vines sprang out from the air, wrapped around his waist, and the long sword in his hand was also rolled up by the vines and thrown far away.

At this moment, Huang Qingyue's eyes were red like water, and her whole body exuded a bloodthirsty ferocity.

With a bang, the vines were shattered by the internal force and scattered everywhere.

I didn't see those vines sinking into the soil quickly, and then growing out again.

The boy in white just walked forward, picked up the long sword, turned around, and the sword energy spread like a rainbow, spreading around, shaking the surrounding vegetation and flying horizontally.

This action caused all the vines to spread, and the spikes protruding from the soles of the feet quickly approached him.

He knew that this place was the center of the place, and what he wanted was to expose all the dangers.

With his right hand tightening the hilt of the sword, he only needs to break through these four barriers at the end to break through the lost Yin-Yang formation, enter the center of Xuanyin Valley, and rescue that monstrous and shameless guy.

With a shallow smile, as if confusing all living beings, even the advancing vines and spikes paused for a while, but after a while, they attacked the white-clothed boy at an even faster speed.

Xuan Xiao saw the cold and desolate young man with a slight smile just now. Although he was dressed in blood-stained white clothes, he didn't have the moon-like temperament of that young man at all, and he was still as calm as a fairy.

Seeing the sharp thorns approaching, the young man seemed overwhelmed. After all, this was the ninth level. The young man had already spent most of his vitality. Just when he was in a daze, the long sword in the young man's hand was crushed by vines. Wrapped and broken.

And the spikes were just around the corner.

"You must remember, don't untie the Yin-Yang Formation, otherwise the Xuanyin family will suffer catastrophe, and the Xuanyin Valley will cease to exist."

This was what his father told him several times before he left. Xuan Xiao seemed to be hesitating about his decision, and clenched his fists with the hands hanging on both sides.

Whether he wants this world or this young man, in fact, he wants both this world and this young man, but at this moment, there is no other choice.

Then he let go of his fist, gathered the internal strength of the Xuanyin family, and struck at that formation.

"Young master, what are you doing? The yin-yang formation must never be untied."

Elder Li at the side uttered in horror.

Ignoring Elder Li's blocking voice, Xuan Xiao continued to use his internal force, and another blow.

Only three sounds of "boom boom boom" were heard, and the eyes of the formation shattered in response, and Xuan Xiao's body was also ejected a foot away.

Gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Xuan Xiao looked at the spike that had finally stopped, only one centimeter away from the boy in white.

In an instant, all the sights in front of him disappeared, the vines and the spikes that wrapped around him all receded in the blink of an eye, and it was the man in Tsing Yi who appeared in front of his eyes.

The surprise in Huang Qingyue's eyes flashed past, and then was replaced by coldness.

"Xuan Xiao, what about him?"

Seeing the young man in white clothes standing not far from him, Xuan Xiao's eyes showed a smile, but it was replaced by a gloomy expression not long after.

"Qingyue, after all, I am also your savior who has saved you many times, why did you ask other people as soon as you came up?"

Slowly approaching the man in Tsing Yi, Huang Qingyue ignored Xuan Xiao's banter, but only wanted to find the boy she was thinking about.

"Xuan Xiao, don't force me to do it."

With a cold smile, Xuan Xiao moved up to the boy, wanting to reach out to touch him, but he dodged quickly.

Seeing this, Xuan Xiao withdrew his right hand indifferently, but there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Hehe, you are so desperate for him, and at this moment, he is probably dying under Huang Yiqi's body."

Hearing this, Huang Qingyue's body froze, countless emotions suddenly stirred up in her heart, killing intent suddenly arose in her eyes, and she swiftly slapped the man in Tsing Yi.

With a heart full of anger and hatred, as well as that overwhelming, bone-like pain.

Is he still late?

Chu Fengyu, how can you, how can you let people trample on your pride unscrupulously, how can you let people plunder your dignity wantonly, how can you make me so powerless, hopeless and helpless, how can you make me hate your powerless resistance so much It's all because of me, how can you, you once told me that you are the only one in this life, are you lying to me?

No, I don't want such a cowardly you, God, why do you treat me like this, my world is afraid of Chu Fengyu, who is unparalleled in the world, evil and arrogant, please, give him back to me.

A drop of clear tear slipped down the corner of the eye.

I'm sorry, Chu Fengyu.

With a whistling and fierce palm wind, the young man in white came towards him, and the tears that condensed all the sadness and pain in his eyes hurt Xuan Xiao's heart.