Holding the sword and holding the sister away

The ninth thunder was extraordinarily powerful. When it fell straight, it seemed as if it would cut through the sky and tear the space in the next moment. It was really terrifying.

Fu Yan tightly held the XingXiu Sword in her hand, without any delay, she changed hands and raised the sword, and once again used the full style of Linglong swordsmanship, a light green sword glow suddenly burst out beside her.

"Bang! Bang!"

I saw the power of Fu Yan's whole body turned into a huge sword body, and then shot straight towards the falling sky thunder. The moment the two shadows collided, a dazzling light flashed across the whole world , the black moment is like day.

After a huge sound came from the ear, the ninth thunder was finally blocked by Fu Yan with all his strength.

In mid-air, her figure was already breathing heavily, and her breath became a little unstable. On the right hand that was nestling the hilt of the Xingxiu Sword, a drop of sweat fell quietly.

The dark forest below seemed to be the mouth of an abyss, which could swallow the figure above it at any time, and it looked a bit penetrating.

"call……"

Fu Yan gasped deeply, she raised her eyes to look at the dark clouds in the sky, her brows had never been loose from the beginning, the ninth thunderstorm was already very unexpected.

But what she didn't expect was that this was not over yet, and when the tenth thunder was about to fall, Fu Yan's temper turned black no matter how good she was.

This is just the first time she rises from the Heavenly Tribulation. If you want to be so exaggerated, there will be ten thunders coming up, two more than ordinary people. You must know that the power of the sky thunders is getting stronger and stronger. The two are already a little scary.

"Boom!"

In the sky, the tenth thunder seemed to be brewing, and soon it hit Fu Yan below as usual. It fell into Fu Yan's ears.

Seeing this, Fu Yan couldn't help but cursed inwardly.

But as the tenth thunder in his pupils magnified infinitely, Fu Yan could no longer be too scruples, and in a blink of an eye she saw her tightly holding the Xingxiu Sword with both hands, and then jumped up suddenly.

"Om-"

Fortunately, the endurance of the true energy in Fu Yan's body is much higher than that of ordinary people, even now there is still some true energy left, but at this moment she finally exploded without reservation.

The surging spiritual power quickly flowed around Fu Yan, suddenly forming a sharp vortex of spiritual power, and the sword field also followed. At that moment, her figure seemed to be completely swallowed by a storm,

The next moment, Fu Yan let out a heavy snort, and all the remaining power was concentrated on the XingXiu sword, holding the hilt with both hands above her head, and the air around her was like a burst of sword blades.

Fu Yan's eyes, which were staring tightly, were already blood-red, and the hem of the clothes behind him seemed to be ruthlessly cut off by the wind blade, and then crushed into slag by the storm formed by spiritual power.

"Crack——" With a loud noise, the tenth thunder finally fell completely.

Fu Yan's figure didn't back down at all, and directly raised his sword to meet him. First, he used a set of Linglong swordsmanship quickly, but it didn't resist the power of Tianlei, but it was also weakened a lot.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yan hardly had any time to catch her breath, and used the starry sky swordsmanship with her backhand. This is the swordsmanship she learned in the Shuanghua Palace test, and its power is indeed terrifying.

At that moment, Fu Yan felt that the space around her was about to be shattered by this force, as if a hundred mountains were pressing towards her, and her hands holding the hilt of the sword had no strength to move.

"boom!"

In an instant, Fu Yan felt that his sword power was completely crushed by the sky thunder. Of course, its strength was quickly weakened by more than half, but Fu Yan still couldn't resist it all.

The tenth thunder still had nearly one-tenth of its power left, and it finally hit Fu Yan's exhausted body.

With a sound of "噗——", in the next second, Fu Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body was blown away, and the XingXiu sword in his hand fell off.

One person and one sword, they fell straight and quickly towards the forest below.

"Cough cough..."

After a long while, there was a sudden coughing sound from the forest below, I saw Fu Yan dragging his heavy body, struggling to sit up from the ground.

Subconsciously looking up, the dark cloud-covered sky just now finally dissipated slowly, and bits and pieces of stars flickered in the dark sky.

Fu Yan successfully survived the first catastrophe.

Slightly retracting her gaze, Fu Yan on the ground breathed a sigh of relief. The ten thunders that came up were already very deceiving, and she really wanted to finish playing with another one.

"Hiss..." As soon as she tried to raise her arm, Fu Yan felt a huge pain, and now her body was broken into pieces, as if being run over by a big truck.

However, it is all caused by skin trauma. For immortal cultivators, skin trauma is the least of their concern. A few pills can fully recover in half a day.

The internal injury is not serious, just recuperate, and this kind of spiritual power is about to be overdrawn, and her strength will increase after recovery.

Overall, tonight wasn't too bad.

After checking her injuries, before Fu Yan had time to make another move, her eyes suddenly widened, and her beautiful brows were also quickly knit into a ball.

At this moment, Fu Yan could clearly feel several familiar auras rushing towards this direction, no need to guess, she just knew that it was the Mahayana masters from the Mu family who were coming.

After all, tonight, Fu Yan has stepped on the bottom line of the Mu family, and the other party will definitely not let her go just like that. He probably waited for her to come here when she is at her weakest after going through the catastrophe. Kill her with a sword.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan quickly raised her hand, and the XingXiu sword fell into her hand again with a "swoosh", and after she put it away, she was ready to dodge and hide in the Xu Youyu seal.

There is no way, the current Fu Yan can hardly even stand up, and it is impossible to hurry up and escape, so there is only one way.

"Wow..."

However, at this moment, Fu Yan suddenly saw that the space in front of her was forcibly torn apart, and almost at the same time, a slender hand stretched out from the crack in the space and grabbed her directly.

Fu Yan paused, but he didn't have any intention of resisting, and let the hand grab him.

"Shh! Shh!"

At the moment when the space was closed again, several figures suddenly appeared on the ground. As soon as they stabilized their bodies, they had expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Why didn't she disappear? I clearly noticed that her breath hadn't moved. Why did she suddenly disappear?"

"Wait... It seems that there is a wave of space tearing. Could it be that someone instantly tore the space and rescued him?"

"How is it possible, who has such a means, is it an immortal?"

"..."

Looking at the empty forest all around, several members of the shepherd's family frowned, and did not make any movements for a long time, as if they were still unwilling to believe this fact.

……

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the shepherd's house, here is a narrow valley, under the steep peak, stands an ordinary wooden house impressively.

In the wooden house, an oil lamp was burning quietly. In the dim light, two black shadows were reflected on the wall on the other side.

"Are you okay?"

Bai Yueli slowly sat on the side, staring closely at the pale and completely pale Fuyan in front of her, her clear eyes could not conceal her worry.

"Cough cough..." Fu Yan lowered her head and coughed twice, then raised her eyes lightly, looked at Bai Yueli's figure, smiled slightly, shook her head and said, "It's okay, senior sister, don't worry, it's just some Bone wounds outside the skin, not serious."

With Bai Yueli's strength, she could tell at a glance that Fu Yan didn't have any internal injuries, but her spiritual power was a little exhausted, but looking at her like this, her heart was still slightly suspended.

Hearing this, Bai Yueli could only nod her head.

The blood on Fu Yan's face had already solidified a little, and it hurt a little because she was involved in speaking. When Bai Yueli saw it, she couldn't help holding a piece of clean soft cloth, and then raised her hand to the corner of her mouth.

Bai Yueli's movements were very gentle, bit by bit wiping the blood on Fu Yan's face, her brows were unconsciously furrowed slightly.

Fu Yan didn't pay much attention to it, and after Bai Yueli removed the soft cloth, he took out a few healing pills and swallowed them into his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, she took out several high-grade spirit stones with pure spiritual power, trying to absorb the spiritual power inside, so as to speed up the recovery of the nearly exhausted sea of ​​energy, and finally raised her eyes again, and her eyes fell on Bai Yueli On the body: "When did the senior sister come?"

"When you were resisting the ninth thunder." Bai Yueli put the blood-stained soft cloth aside, paused for a moment before speaking truthfully.

After the words fell, Fu Yan laughed again, and then said "um".

In fact, Bai Yueli can definitely help Fu Yan resist the last two thunderstorms, but relying on external force to overcome the catastrophe will have great side effects, the next catastrophe may be even more terrifying, and Fu Yan's strength will not be truly quenched refining.

Moreover, Bai Yueli also believed that Fu Yan could survive the catastrophe with her own strength, that's why Bai Yueli didn't help her.

Both of them understood this truth clearly, so there was no need to explain anything.

"But it's really strange, why did I have ten lightning strikes the first time." Thinking of something, Fu Yan on the wooden bed couldn't help muttering to himself.

Bai Yueli said: "The catastrophe varies from person to person. The stronger your strength, the stronger the catastrophe you have experienced, and vice versa."

"It's not like there are immortal cultivators who haven't experienced the Six Heavens Tribulation for the first time before."

After hearing Bai Yueli's explanation, Fu Yan nodded and said optimistically: "That's not bad, it shows that I have high talent."

Indeed, after the body training method is completely cultivated, Fu Yan is no longer a person with ordinary talent.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan suddenly became curious about how many thunders the hero will have in the first catastrophe, whether there will be ten thunders, or maybe one more.

However, she didn't care too much.

After her body recovered a little, Fu Yan on the bed moved inside, signaling Bai Yueli to lie down and rest for a while.

Bai Yueli smiled lightly, and soon went to bed and lay down on the side, Fu Yan smiled and called "Senior Sister", and then stretched out her hand to hug Bai Yueli in her arms.

On the narrow wooden bed, the bodies of the two were tightly pressed against each other. After taking the elixir, Fu Yan mobilized the newly recovered true essence to nourish the body bit by bit.

She hugged Bai Yueli and kowtowed slightly, while the latter carefully painted her eyebrows and eyes.